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Elijah looked at her as she said that. “I think this is enough of a reason,” he commented and looked at her, letting a small sound escape. “You know how I feel about you. And why I left in the first place,” he remarked. “You were in danger and I had to go. And now – ” she was still in danger. Even more so.

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Devon slid her hand over her belly, smiling at the memories of those few and far between nights - where he would hold her. But they’d been so rare, and so few and far between. She closed her eyes. “And now my three babies and I are in ten times more danger.” She opened her eyes and looked over at him, then patted the couch next to her. “Can I get a kiss or something?”

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Elijah looked at her and knew where this was going – and the minute it left her lips, he was dumbfounded. “That’s – I can’t,” he commented and let out a breath. But with all things magical – she wasn’t even supposed to be alive, let alone – there were just more questions than answers, so he dealt with what he did know. “You’re safe here. As long as you stay here.”

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Devon walked over to his couch and sat down, wincing as the babies shifted. “I will.” She looked over at him, eyes softening. “I’m sorry. I... I won’t go anywhere. I don’t want to go anywhere.” She whispered. She slid her hand over her stomach. “I’ve been trying to find a reason to come find you...” She added softly; her eyes softened, “I love you, see? And... I’ve missed you.” She added quietly. They’d parted on bad terms, she’d ended up killing herself to save her brother and when she came back - bam. She was... THIS.

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"You reset to your natural order,“ he responded and looked at her, quirking a brow. Oh, miracle babies; more of them. At least Dahlia wasn’t around or else that’d be a whole new battle to fight – and Elijah just wasn’t sure he had it in him. "Mmm, well. You can stay here. No magic can be done within these walls, so – ” he looked her over. “Devon, relax.”

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Devon covered her face for a moment. She wiped her eyes then raised her head and looked up at him. “I haven’t... been with anyone.” She whispered. “When I came back,” She beckoned to her belly. “The last time I was with anyone was... prom night... you remember?” She looked up at him. “Everyone was so wrapped up in Prom and... you and I were...” She chewed her lip. But that had been before she died so...

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Elijah watched her for a second and canted his head a bit; the comment stung a bit and he gave a nod, opening the door wide to let her in. Without a word until the door was shut, he looked her over. “What’s going on? Who are you running from?” It seemed odd she would come to New Orleans toward danger instead of further away from it.

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Devon’s eyes were huge. She came inside when he stepped to the side and rubbed her belly, tears coming out of her eyes. “Travellers, Witches, you name it. They’re after me. And my babies.” She looked down. “There’s a rumor going around that they’re... they’re something... unnatural. Or...” Her eyes watered. “I didn’t die a human, so why did I come back one?” She covered her mouth, and couldn’t... stop the crying.

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Elijah was still living in Algiers; it had been quite some time since the Original had spoken to his brother on even terms. It had seemed like forever ago when he’d left Mystic Falls and any life he had there behind – he often wondered if he should’ve taken Katerina up on her offer. He wondered what things would be like in the Crescent City if he had.

The knock on the door gave Elijah pause; listening to a voicemail from Freya who implored him to come visit with Hope and see how the little girl was faring. At least under her help, Elijah could only imagine she was doing quite well. Standing up, Elijah turned his phone off and opened the door, raising a brow at the visage in from of him.

One of the Salvatores standing on his doorstep – and looking very – oh hell. “Devon – what do I owe the pleasure?”

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Devon got incredibly quiet. She reached down and ran her hand over her stomach. “Hey there.” She whispered. She turned her eyes downwards. “I heard, down the grape vine you’ve been doing a pretty good job at protecting magical babies lately... so I uhm...” She grabbed her belly for a moment and her eyes widened; one of three babies had kicked and made her a little uncomfortable. Tears stung her eyes. “I didn’t know where else to go... Elijah...” She whispered.

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She had no where else to turn. Her fist pounded on Elijah’s door, her other hand followed the swell of her overly plump belly. She couldn’t even begin to explain what had happened to her in the past year; and she knew she needed to... straighten her thoughts out, clear it out and lay it all out on the table for Elijah once he saw her. She was round, overly so; wearing a maternity dress, and doing her best to hide her stomach - which was holding, most obviously, much more than one baby. Her heart beat was fast; humanity was a bitch, and didn’t look good on her. (At least, that was what she believed). Devon Salvatore pounded her fist into the door again; tears stung her ice blue eyes. Oh how much trouble she’d gotten in.

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