Elena

Lilies, Daisies, Lilacs, Lavender, Roses; all scattered across the valley. I bend to smell all, plucking them as I stroll along. Wild horses are running freely, chasing and playing with each other, in the daylight sun. Birds set off flying up, over my head, twirling, spinning, and chirping in the laughter of the day. A single willow tree lies in the middle of the valley, with the mountains deep in the background.

My feet carry me across the meadow, as I pluck the flowers along the way. The willow comes into view, closer and closer, until I finally come to reach it. I stand at its trunk and look at the tall structure of the tree. My hand comes up to rest on the trunk, feeling the texture of bark underneath my hands, feeling the flow of energy and life inside.

A reaches across behind me, and comes to rest on my hand on the willow tree. "There is no place that I can't find you."

I turn my head and look and the tall, sturdy man behind me. Klaus. I turn back to my hand, still resting on the willow; and pull back, but it wouldn't move. "Klaus, Let me go!" I yelled.

"Not yet my sweet," He whispered gently in my ear. "Watch."

I look at my hand and then the willow. Nothing. "What-" And then I saw it. What looked like black magic was coming out of Klaus' hand and flowing into the tree. All the flow of energy and life inside of the tree; began to fade underneath the tips of my fingers. "Klaus...Klaus stop it! Stop!" His hand came off of mine but my hand did not. Death kept flowing inside deeper and deeper. "Klaus, what's happening? Stop, Klaus...make it stop! Make it Stop!"

A chuckle sounded out of Klaus' lips, "Oh my love, that is only the beginning."

I yanked back on my hand and it finally came free. I examined it in shock to find nothing wrong but the tree began to die faster and faster. The horses began to run frantically around in circles until they began to charge at me. The birds all did nose dives and started to flap toward me. All the flowers in the meadow began to die.

"I told you to stay put!" He whispered in my ear. Birds started to attack my skin and it felt like the insides of me were being ripped apart. "I told him to stay out of my way!" He began to yell, and the widow tree began to fall at me. I jumped, flicking the birds out of my way, running out of the way of the tree. "I told you that you are mine not his!" He yelled even louder, and the horses then charged at me, knocking the wind out of me.

"Klaus," Coughing and spitting up blood. "Klaus, stop." Coughing. "Klaus please, I'll do anything. Please!"

"Anything?" His voice came from above me. My body lied restless on the ground, and pain shot through every inch of me. His body then came into view as he stepped out in front of me and looked down at my hopeless reaction. "So let me get this straight, you would do anything for this...pain...to stop. This pain that isn't even real. This pain that you're not actually experiencing in real life. This dream?"

"Yes!" I struggled to get it out.

Just as it came out, the pain faded, and I was no longer in the meadow. I stand in a floor length blue dress, tightly fitting, staring out of a large window. I look at all the buildings and cars below me and think to myself, I must be at least thirty stories above ground, maybe forty. A pair of arms rap around my waist and pulls me close until I hit his chest. Klaus' lips come down on my neck kissing a small trail of kisses to my ear and whispers to me.

"I want you to come back. Come back to me."

I stand still, not daring to make a move against him, fearing the pain that is still in the back of my mind. "How?...Where?"

He then turns me to face him, backs me into the wall, and kisses my neck again, working his way to my lips. "When you can, you will get away from my brother and meet me at the Hotel de France. Room 1105. The key will me under your bed when you wake up, courtesy to my witch." He stopped kissing me and looked in my eyes.

"And then what?" I ask.

"Then, I will take care of you from there." Klaus winked.

"And...and what if I don't?"

He looks in my eyes, "If you don't, I'll find you myself and rip my brothers heart out and take you right in front of him." He says firmly and tilts his head. "I'll be expecting you. If you're not here by eleven-thirty tonight," He paused. "Then things get a little more messy."

I nod, "I'll...I'll-"

Klaus put his finger to my lips, "I know." Smiles. "I'll be expecting you."

I blink a few times and come to, looking at a very unfamiliar ceiling. I shoot upright and look around. I'm in a small room with a bed, nightstand off to the left, chair in the far right corner, and a table.

"Oh my gosh!" I heard a small voice and then a body flying into view. "Elijah!"

Elijah then flashed into view and his hand immediately shot up to my forehead, "How do you feel? Are you alright? What did Klaus want? What happened? I'm so sorry, Elena." He went on and on.

"Where...Where am I...we?"

"Hotel in the city. Right across from the Hotel de France." Katherine says.

"My head-"

"I'll get aspirin!" Elijah yells and then disappears for a moment before returning with a glass of water and two Advil.

I take them, "Thanks."

"Can I get you anything?"

"No." I pause. "How long?"

"How long what?" Elijah asks.

"You're an idiot, three days." Katherine said.

I sit there in shock. Three days. I was in a dream for three days, and I didn't even realize it. "What time is it?"

Elijah gives me a questionable look, "Almost six-thirty pm."

I wave him off and give them both a look. "Do you mind me going to the restroom? Or getting dressed?" I look down. "Whats with this dress?"

Katherine laughs, "I told you she wouldn't like it!"

Elijah rolls his eyes, "Oh shut it Katherine." He looks at me. "There's clothes in the duffel under the bed for you, and the bathrooms right there." He said pointing at a door to my right.

I nod as they both get up and walk out of the room, thankful that I can finally be in peace. I get up off of the bed and reach under for the duffel but felt a ring of keys instead. I look at it and on the small green tab it red, 'Property of The Hotel De' France' and a 1105 in bold. I look at the key and then toss it on top of the bed. Reaching back under I grab the small duffel and then go to the bathroom to change.

Inside, I lock the door and throw the duffel on the counter and unzip it. Reaching inside I grab out a hand full of sexy underwear, two long dresses, one red, one blue, and one short black dress. I throw them down and open the door slightly, "Elijah!" I yell.

In an instant, he flashes in front of me and leans against the door frame, opening the door wide. "Yes?"

"Why the hell is there only dresses?"

"Because we're in Vegas and you don't walk around in jeans here."

"But-"

"We have to fit in, so I got you the most appropriate things to fit in here."

I throw my hands on my hips. "How long do you plan on staying here?"

"Oh for about a day or so," Elijah then pointed toward me, "Or until you feel up to leaving."

I jumped up, "I'm up to leaving, lets leave now!"

Elijah laughed, "Not so fast, I have some work to do here and then we can take off. Sound good?"

"I just...It's just...I kinda want to leave, go somewhere, anywhere other than here." I pouted.

Elijah moved aside the strand of hair in my eyes and then bent down and kissed my forehead. "We, will. I promise. Can we wait until tomorrow afternoon at least?"

Looking up into his eyes, I sighed. "Fine."

"Thank You." Elijah smiled and then looked at the duffel. "You better get dressed before you come out. You'll be sticking out like a sore thumb." Elijah then turned on his heel and left without another word.

I turned back to the dresses and grabbed one, slipping it on swiftly.