Chapter Twenty-One: Trouble

Elena would never admit it to Damon, but she was glad that she had taken that nap. It helped her feel refresh even though she still felt a bit sad that she wasn't closed enough to figuring where Jeremy was. What if he was dead? Elena didn't even want to think about it.

Damon had insisted that they go get dinner at Aunt May's Café. After dinner, they would go ask a few people at the café and after that well she wasn't sure what she was going to do. Elena needed to find Jeremy. He was her baby brother, she needed to find him.

"I just want coffee," Elena told the waitress rather impatiently. Damon frowned and it was clear that he wanted to say something, but he didn't and for that Elena was grateful. She just need to think clearly for a few seconds.

Fifteen minutes later, the waitress set down Damon's dinner of roast chicken and Elena's coffee. "Excuse me," Elena told the waitress before she left. She pulled out Jeremy's portrait again and showed it to her. "This young man, his name is Jeremy Gilbert and he's my brother. He's been missing for months and us-we have been looking for him."

The waitress studied the picture for a few seconds before her green eyes widened in recognition. "Yes, I've seen him. He's one of the few young men in town." She hesitated a bit. "But he's in bad company, miss. Company, well that normal, proper people don't associate with." She lowered her voice. "I have seen him a lot in the whorehouse over at the end of Main Street, the house is called Dover."

Elena didn't know if she should laugh or cry. She handed some coins to the waitress. "Thank you so much for your help." She nodded and left. She looked at Damon with an excited look on her face. "Damon, we found Jeremy. We finally found Jeremy."

"Whoa, hold your horses," Damon said. "We don't know that. The girl could be lying or-"

"But what if she's not?" she said defensively. "What if she's telling the truth? We need to go to that whorehouse, Damon."

"Tomorrow." Damon said firmly. "We go tomorrow. Those places aren't like Madam Pearl's Elena. They are dangerous. We'll go tomorrow."

Elena's bottom lip quivered. "But-"

"Tomorrow." Damon repeated again. "Are you sure that you don't want some dinner?"

Elena scowled at him. "I'm sure."

Damon glared at her. "Don't be such a brat, Elena. You may not understand, but I am trying to help you. Small towns like this can be dangerous."

"Exactly," Elena murmured under her breath as she lowered her brown eyes. "Which is why we need to find Jeremy."

They were gone. Katherine was glad of that at least even if she was sad that she would never see her mother again. She didn't quite care if she saw her father again, but her mother. Her poor, poor mother she would miss her. Hopefully, one day she would be able to see her.

Katherine took a deep breath. She couldn't believe that in less than a day she had become engaged to Dr. Elijah Mikaelson. She had pushed him away for so long and now she was engaged to him. What were the odds?

Elijah had insisted to Katherine to come back with him back to his small house and not to spend one more night under the roof of the whorehouse and Katherine had agreed. She had grabbed and packed a small bag of clothes and the rest of the trinkets from her room and headed to Elijah's house.

Elijah's house was small and cute and he told her that he intended to make it a little bigger in the future for when the children came. Katherine had nodded, she hadn't even thought about having children with him.

After she had lost her first baby and was kicked out of her house, her dreams of motherhood and being a wife had slowly died. But it seemed that Elijah was slowly bringing back those dreams for her.

"Thank you for what you did," Katherine told him as they stood in the middle of his, their room later that night. "You never give up, do you."

Elijah snorted. "I should have. Any man would have, you my dear are a stubborn mule." He kissed her neck. "But a beautiful one at that."

Katherine smiled as she allowed herself to be kissed. She could feel herself getting wet as a chill went down her spine. She wanted Elijah to touch every part of her. Elijah slowly removed her corset and dress until it slipped to the floor in a pile of silk.

Elijah continued kissing her neck and caressing her breasts. He teasingly nipped on the pink buds of her breasts until they became hard. Katherine in an almost desperate way untied the ribbons that held her underwear together until it fell on the floor.

Elijah cupped her sex and caressed her pussy in between his fingers, Katherine's hot juices soaked his fingers almost immediately. He chuckled as he kissed her cheek. "I thought you hated me, it seems that the lady doth protest too much."

Katherine blushed as she shut Elijah up with a kiss, she turned around and started removing his suit and tie until he was just as naked as she was. Katherine could feel his cock pressing against her thigh. She wrapped her arms around his neck and Elijah lifted her up slightly so that she could wrap her legs around his waist.

He pressed his cock against her warm, wet pussy and slowly entered her. Katherine dig her fingers against his back. "Elijah, please." She whimpered. She wanted him, she needed him. She wanted him to her touch her everywhere, she wanted him to touch her breasts, her pussy, her ass.

Elijah teased her for a few minutes, barely going in with his cock before her pulled out causing Katherine to give an annoying, little gasp. Elijah finally stopped teasing her as he started fucking her, pulling in and out in small, quick swipes. He fucked her so fast and hard that Katherine barely had time to breath. His hands squeezed her bottom as her pussy desperately tried to milk every inch of Elijah's cock.

Katherine felt her face flushing as she reached her orgasm. Elijah's semen coated the inside of her thighs leaving her feeling sore and sticky. They tumbled down on the bed feeling tired. "I didn't have my thing." She said slowly. "You know the one that I use to keep me from being pregnant."

Elijah smiled as he pulled away a stray curl. "So we might have made a baby. Aren't you happy about that, Katherine?"

"Yes, I wouldn't mind a baby." Her bottom lip trembled. "But what if I ruin them, Elijah?"

"You won't ruin them," Elijah murmured as he kissed her cheek. "Besides I will be with you every step of the way."

-End of Chapter Twenty-One-

Thanks for your reviews!