Hello there friends, have you miss me? Well, I’m here today to complete the challenge of this month, I have to admit I almost forgot about it and I have a little of trouble trying to write, but after all I was finally able to finalized at this @hellotvshowtrash and I’m also working on @elijahs-wife and in @xxwritemeastoryxx
Dom, hope you found your muse back, but as someone said one time “sometimes you need to lose yourself to find yourself” we’ll be waiting for you.
· Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x reader
· Warnings: Cursing words and fluff as hell, like always.
· Words: 1K.
· Prompt: “Hold on, you died.” “Yeah, well, it didn’t stick”
You sigh watching at your surroundings, trying to find a way out of the old house were the 2 men’s that capture you were vampires, you rest your head to the wall trying to remember what your boyfriend and best friend, both of the also vampires, try to teach you a few weeks back for your own protection, when you start to hear the sounds of a fight starting not far away.
The sounds of it starting to sound closer to your room making you took anything that could be used as a stake staying out of sight waiting for them to open the door.
“Y/N” you drop what you were holding as soon you recognize his voice getting out of your hidden place.
“Elijah” running to him into a crashing hug.
He pull apart just enough to see you “Are you alright?”
“I’m, now you’re here” you confess.
“Sorry to interrupt this lovely reunion but we need to go, now!” Damon announce at the doorway, making Elijah guide you out the room, Damon leading the way out and you save between him and Elijah.
You were almost at the entrance when a vampire appear in front of it “I will have the pleasure at least to kill one of you” he said with a creepy smile on his lips.
“Take her out of here” Elijah declare moving using vamp speed to move the vampire away the door.
Damon took your hand pulling you to the entrance passing them by, “Elijah” you shout looking how the vampire stab him with a stake.
He turn to see you “I love you” he whisper before Damon throw you over his shoulder and take you out there using his vamp speed, but not before you could see how his body was starting to desiccated, falling to the floor kneeling down.
Tears rolling down your cheeks, feeling your heart breaking in pieces at the thought of losing him “we can’t leave him Damon” you said while trying to get out of his car.
He place his hands on your arms, pulling you back inside “He want you to be safe” he make you see him with his fingers under your chin “I promise you I will come back for him but we need you safe first” you nod to him, stopping fighting get out.
The way back to the boarding house was made in complete silence, your head against the window while still tears roll down your cheeks, you could feel the glance from Damon from time to time but decide not look at him.
The car stop in front of the boarding house, you seat straight looking down to your feet’s and your hand on the car’s handle “don’t came back without him” you demand him before getting out in direction to the boarding house.
“Y/N” Elena pull you into a hug as soon you enter the boarding house, but you couldn’t hug her back, the pain you feel was covering your heart more and more.
“It’s your fault” you announce to her, your voice now fill with anger.
“My fault?” she question you stepping back from you.
You leave a sob escape allowing new tears to form on your eyes and closing your hands into fist “If you have only told me about the supernatural before, he would be here with me” you scream to her.
“Damon…” Elena pronounce taking his hand to her mouth to look back at Stefan watching him denied with his head “Elijah” she add to then look back at you “Y/N, you should know..”
“Nothing that you said will bring him back, so save it Elena” you shout before passing her by to go upstairs to your temporary room.
“Y/N” she call you trying to follow you when Stefan stop her with a hand over her shoulder.
“Let her calm down, we will explain her later” he offer to her, earning a nod from her with her sight still fix on the direction you disappear.
You let yourself cry on your pillow until you fall asleep, trying to escape your reality for a while.
You feel the bed sunk on your side, forcing you to open your eyes to find Damon seated on your bed “where he is?” you ask him almost in a whisper trying to avoid and start crying again.
“I need you to listen to me” he said calm
“Where he is?” you repeat this time raising your voice.
The door of your room open “I’m here” he respond on the doorway.
You stand from the bed as fast as you could and run to him, he embrace you pulling you up the floor, one of his hands on your lower back and the other one behind your head “I’m here” he repeat whispering into your hear.
You pull apart, making him put you down but still keeping you close to him “Hold on, you die”
“Yeah, well, it didn’t stick” Damon rush to answer before Elijah “he is an Original” dropping his hand on his shoulder, making you remove your sight away from him to look at him “they can’t die” looking at Elijah to then back to yourself “that’s what your sister was trying to explain you before”
“Damn!” you curse dropping your head into Elijah’s chest.
“I thing you own her an apology, love” he express before deposit a kiss on your head.
“She can wait” Damon mention “I think you have more important things to discuss” palming Elijah on the back before walking to the door, leaving you alone.
“What elseI need to know about you Elijah?” you ask him titling your head to the right.
Lifting his hand to place it on your cheek “The much I care about you, that even I can’t die a part of me would do it if you die, that I would keep you safe even it cost my own life” he confess.
“I love you too Elijah” you respond to his confession, leaning to him and kiss him.
Hello there! Hope you’re fine. Do you do blurs for Arrow, Stephen Amell? If that it’s the case can I request one with “An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.” with Arrow x reader?
Sure! I can do him. :)
Oliver Queen X GN!Reader
Drabbles are now closed! Just finishing what’s in my inbox :)
He has your pressed against a wall, shielding you while the guards pass by, and his hand is covering your mouth. If this weren’t a life or death situation, you would have bitten him by now.
The moment the footsteps are clearly gone, he lowers his hand and turns back to face you, but he’s literally almost on top of you, and he has you pinned to the wall, so his lips just brush yours as he turns his head.
His head jerks back, and for the first time ever you see Oliver Queen blush, then he stares at you for a second, and moves with purpose to kiss you a second time.
When he pulls back you say, “The next time you want to make sure I don’t speak, do that, instead of covering my mouth with your hand. Much more enjoyable.” He just smiles and fondly rolls his eyes.
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Well I’m for a shop right now, maybe from TVD or MCU. I have my favorites 🤭 but let’s see who I got. my name is Nallely. It’s means I love you in Zapotec Indian language. At first I can be very serious when I meet new people, just at first. I tent to think the pros and cons of everything, my brain don’t stop to think. I’m stubborn as hell, I’m a Taurus, but very loyal. I like to spend time with my family and friends, love to play video games and even play soccer, I’m a very tec nerd girl 🤭
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I ship you with Bruce Banner!
I think you’re both super analytical and smart!!! He’d get super flustered around you bc he thinks you’re so cute ❤️ he’d be super intimidated by you at first though.
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You held your hand out for him to shake, your face stoic and unmoving as you introduced yourself.
“Nallely,” you nodded, “and you are?”
“I, uh, Bruce, Bruce Banner,” he stuttered, reaching for your hand and shaking vigorously, squeezing tightly. The connection was palpable and you tilted your head slightly, thinking about just how cute he is.
“Pleasure to meet you, Bruce,” a hint of a smile tugged at your lips.
“The pleasure is mine.” Judging by the grin that spread across his face, he felt it too. Something had sparked between the two of you and it was only the beginning.
After dealing with my writers block and some sad days I finally was able to finish the chapter that you’re about to read. I hope you like and enjoy it, because we’re only one chapter left and this story would reach his end or it’s just the beginning (?)
Well anyway, I want to give special thanks for all the persons that request to be tag on this story, without you this couldn’t have been possible, but they’re 2 persons that probably deserve an extra thanks. Annie @imgoingtofreakoutnow you give me that push and confidence to publish this story and without that push I wouldn’t have go outside my shell and thanks to Alina @jumpingmanatee you were always there to give me that extra push that I need to continue!
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· Warnings: A very loooong chapter, cursing words, angst and threats.
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< Chapter thirteen: Promises.
He walk back to his car, his right hand over the top tapping it with his fingers while his left hand finding his way to his trousers’ pocket. Blinking a few times, breathing deeply. He knows he’s running out of time and out of medical centers since he arrived to Lebanon, Kansas and still no single clue of your whereabouts.
"Where are you my love?” he voice out.
His mind fill with thoughts of yourself and his unborn child until his sideway glance shift complete to a dark blonde hair man around 6’1” wearing a plaid shirt over a t-shirt with jeans and boots entering the previous medical center he exit a few moments back.
"Dean Winchester" he assert recognizing your older brother, a trace of hope in his voice. He start walking in order to comforting him but stop noticing the two men discussing not far away from him.
“We should get him now and then obligated him to take us to the child!” one of the men shout making Elijah concentrate on the conversation.
“He’s a Winchester, he would die before taking us to his family” he declare seriously “and the only way that we would get revenge it’s if we take the child away from them, no other way”
Elijah features changing to his vampire self, making him emit a low grow “I won’t allowed it” he whisper as a promise to himself, to you and to your child but before he could make any movement, Dean carrying a bag was walking in direction where the two vampires were waiting for him.
His phone start ringing making him throw the bag over the pilot’s window and answering while opening the car door “What?” he answer rudely.
“She is in labor Dean, you better get here now!” Sam voice could be hear even without using his hearing.
“Shit” he enter the car, starting the engine “I’m on my way” to then end the call and starting his way back to the bunker.
The words echoing in his head she is in labor, fear and happiness invade him making him forget from his surrenders until the start of a new engine take him back, watching Dean’s car been followed by the two vampires threatening taking his child away from him, from you, in an instant with the help of his speed, consequences be dammed, he start the engine of his car and start the chase of both cars.
His sight shifting between the road ahead and the rear mirror, focus on the car not far away from him, he accelerate an make a sharp turn to the left while making an U-turn to stop and be front to front with the car following him.
He open the door to exit the car while hiding his gun on his back, watching the car stop while two men get down “Damn” he cursed.
“I’m sorry guys, my car stop working all the sudden” pointing back to the impala “can you help me move it to the side?” he ask them walking in their direction, moving his hand to take his gun.
But before anyone made a move Elijah appear behind both of the vampires, a stake in each hand, the vampire on his right turn around just in time to see how the stake was press into his heart while the one on the left side oblivion to his presence until was too late, both of them falling to the ground.
He start to bottom his trench coat looking directly at the hunter in front of him “You must be Dean Winchester, I’m Elijah Mikaelson” looking down to the vampires “I would have like to meet you under different circumstances but I need you to take me to your sister, now” he demand.
Dean look shift between the dead vampires in the concrete and back to Elijah and immediately point his gun to him “I don’t fucking care who the hell are you, I would die before I take you with her” holding his stand.
“It seems been stubborn it’s a Winchester trait” he declared with a smile on his lips before appearing next to Dean to lower his gun with his hand over it “I don’t mean any harm for you or your family, all the contrary Mr. Winchester”
Dean step aside from him the fast he could pointing his gun again “You see, I don’t trust vampires. Which means I don’t trust you”
“You can shoot, but those bullets won’t work on me” he assured him.
“But I’m sure they would hurt as hell” he add when his phone start to sound “Shit”
“Please,” Elijah offer raising his hand as surrender “answer the phone, it could be about Y/N”
Still with gun in one hand pointing to Elijah he was able to pick up his phone “What Sam?!”
“Where the hell are you? She refuse to start pushing until we’re with her!” he yell, panic and concern in his voice.
“She can be so damn stubborn sometimes” he reproach earning a chuckle from Elijah “I may have something better than us” he advised “I´m on my way” he clarified before handing the phone “we don’t have much time and probably she would kick my ass when she found out but I can live with it” saving his gun on the back “answer me this do you really love her, I’m not talking about a teenager love or anything like that but I mean real…?” he start rambling.
“Since the first moment I laid my eyes on her” he admit cutting his rambling “I would die for her and if she ask me to leave, I would do it. Even if that means not knowing my own child” he respond sincerely.
Dean nod at his answer believing him “Good-,” giving half turn in direction of the impala “we’ll have a talk later, but for now let’s go or she won’t give birth to the shrimp”
He nod to then vamp speed to his BMW and follow Dean’s impala, finally to meet you and realizing faith and hope was other trait of the Winchesters.
“Thank God, you’re finally here” Sam exclaim on the lower floor of the bunker “we better get going”
Going down the stairs as fast he could “I got some complications on my way back, but I think the right to be there it’s for Elijah” he said turning around to see no one behind him “where the hell he is?” he question.
“It seems you need to invite me in Mr. Winchester” he said calm on the doorway of the bunker, as close the invisible barrier allowed him to be.
Dean roll his eyes and went back to the doorway “How I do that? I just said Elijah, you can come in?” he question unaware of what to do exactly.
He smile and step inside the bunker, the invisible barrier gone “Where she is?”
“Down the hallway to the second hall to the right” Sam rush to explain on the lower floor, watching him nod to then disappear in that direction.
“That was fast” Dean mention once he was on the lower floor next to Sam.
“Y/N you would need to start pushing on the next contraction” Judy told you between your legs.
“Not until they’re here” you shout, your eyes close and breathing in and out, the way they teach you at the prenatal classes.
You feel a hand in yours, but not any hand, Elijah’s hand, you breathe deeply and his scent hit you, how cruel was your mind right now, you thought, if he only could be here “You’re so stubborn as the date I meet you”
You finally open your eyes at the hearing of his voice and saw him with his impeccable suit and coat “Elijah” he smile at the sound of his name on your lips.
Oh how he desire to kiss you right now but decide to lend to kiss your forehead instead “You need to start pushing, my love” resting his forehead in your temple.
Your eyes start to pour tears while your free hand settle on the back of his head, pulling him more to you “I’m glad you’re here, I’m sorry Elijah, I’m really sorry ” you reveal, tears falling your cheeks.
He deposit a tender kiss in your cheek “I’m here now, I’m here now”
“You need to push on the next contraction” Judy interrupt letting you both know.
And as indication of it, you bend due the contraction, tighten your hold on Elijah’s hand “Push, my love” Elijah encourage you, supporting your weight on his hand on your back.
“I see his head” Judy exclaim excited “Y/N keep pushing” Judy shout again.
As soon Judy came out of the room, she found the 3 concern and quite men´s waiting for any new, Castiel with his hands on the pockets of his trench coat, sight lose in thought and emotionless, Sam lending partially to the wall supporting himself with his legs, hands on the front intertwine and his sight settle on the floor, while Dean was on the middle side of them one of his hands on the middle of his chest while supporting his right arm and passing his hand to his mouth.
“Boys” she call them “meet your nephew Mirakel Robert” she said walking to them and then settle him on Dean’s arms.
“Hey shrimp” he barely could speak.
“How is our sister, Judy?” Sam rush to question her.
“She is resting, Elijah give her a little of his blood and would stay with her until she wakes up, while this baby to take his first bath” she turn to see Dean “do you think you can help?”
“Yeah” he answer without looking at her and starting to walk slowly to the bathroom.
Judy rest a hand on Sam reassuring him “She would be fine” before following Dean.
Your eyes blinking a few times while you sight focus on Elijah reading a grimoire, seated on the sofa next to your bed. “How are you feeling?” he question without looking at you while changing the page on the grimoire.
Getting up to a seated position, your back resting against the backboard of the bed “Tired but nothing hurts” you respond.
“Benefits of vampire blood” crossing his gaze with yours, “It’s true?” was the first question that he pronounce, setting in your lap the grimoire with Sam investigation “He’s my son?” the world rolling on his tongue softly and easy.
“Yes, we conceived it thanks to the spell” placing you hand over the grimoire to then watch him nod “but you already knew that” you exclaim shocked at the small but proud smile on his lips “how and why ask me if you already knew it?”
“I found your secret compartment with the pregnancy test, Freya confirmed it” he clarified for you “and because I needed to hear it from you” his right hand searching on the inside left pocket of his suit “I think this belong to your brother” extending in his hand the echography Dean lost.
“Keep it” you suggest “after all-,” you raised your sight to him “it end where it was supposed to be since the beginning”
“Very well,” saving it where was previously, above his heart “about our son, I would like to…”
“You won’t take him away from me” you shout before he could even complete the sentence.
“Do you truly believe that I pass this month’s trying to find you, just to take our child away from you?” he question you, standing at the side of the bed now.
“I don’t know what to believe or think anymore Elijah” you respond, avoiding eye contact with him “you will always choose your family avoid all”
He open his mouth and close it suddenly out of words, shocked that you would believe he would take him away from you, but she was right in one thing, he would always choose his family.
“I would never would take him away from you, he’s much safe with you here than on the compound” he remark taking a seat next to you on the bed to then place his hand over yours still lay atop the grimoire “and you’re certain right-,” he raised his gaze to see yours “I will always choose my family…”
A knock interrupt him before he could finish again, you took your hand below his, making him stand taking the grimoire and place it on the nightstand giving his back to Dean.
“Someone is been really fussy” he mention rocking the baby in his arms while walking to your side “Probably because he hear both of you fighting” he add looking between you and Elijah before settle him on your arms.
The whining stopping as soon he was cuddle at your side “spoiled brat” he exposed, kissing the baby forehead and yours before leaving the room.
You admired him for a few minutes to then lift your side to see the same similar face looking directly at him, “Elijah” you call him softly to get his attention, making him lift his sight to you “I want you to meet your son, Mirakel” you said while gently set him on his arms “beignet, this is your father, Elijah Mikaelson” caressing his soft check.
Elijah held him without saying a word, but wasn’t necessary at all, his expression saying more than enough for you, he reflects happiness and proud on the small smile on his lips, love and devotion on his now crystal eyes and fear and possible a little bit of panic, not at all common on him, while tighten his jaw.
“It’s a Norway name and its means…” you start to explain.
“Miracle” he finish for you, still focus on the now sound sleep baby, he lean to kiss his forehead “Mirakel, my son” he express proudly “in front of your mother, my soulmate and the love of my life, I vow to you that I will always protect you, that you two would be my priority from now on and as long as I live because both of you´re my family” he lift his sight to see you “and I vow to you my love, even if your answer it’s no, I would stand by your side, together or apart, always and forever.”
“No?” you ask confused.
“Y/N, would you marry me?” he finally ask, showing you between his fingers the ring you left behind the day you left “I can get you a new one if you may like” he propose nervous.
You denied with your head, overlapping his hand with yours and leaning to kiss him but stopping a few inches away from his lips “You better keep your word this time Mikaelson or I will kick your ass” you teased him a bright smile on your face.
He laugh at your statement “I know you will, my love. I know you will” to then close the distance between you too and finally kiss you.
So, here we’re after a lot of ideas, writing, searching for gif and posting chapters we have reach the end of this wonderful series. This story start with the thought to unified my favorite’s fandoms, Vampire Diaries by extension The Originals and Supernatural. I’m happy and sad, because my mom wont be able to listen the end of this story but I know someone she’s still with me and wherever she’s this story would reach her.
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In lovely memory of my mother.
Thank you for your love.
< Chapter fourteen: Reunion.
You could feel the warm of the sun in your face, you roll to the side hopping to snuggle into your husband, but find his spot empty, making you groan just at the thought of standing from the bed.
Opening your eyes and blinking several times to adjust to the bright light coming from the open windows on your bedroom making you smile, even after all this time he still remembers it.
You look on your night stand finding a still steamy mug of tea with a few beignet’s to the side, the only food your unsteady stomach allowed you to get this last few weeks.
Sound of footsteps approaching your way, make you turn your glance to the door, where Elijah appear a few minutes later carry your 1 year old son, you admired them for a minute, he was really a copy of his father, more with that 3 piece suit he was wearing.
“Good morning, my love” he express while walking and taking a seat in the bed, leaving Mirakel on the bed that immediately crawl to your side.
“Morning” you answer giving him an small peck to then turn your attention to your son greeting him with a sweet voice and kissing his pink cheeks “you’re so big, you’re one today, are you really to see all your family?” earning a few babbling and giggles from him.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Elijah ask you concern.
You settle Mirakel on your lap “I know you’re worry, but we have been under the radar for a year now, Davina create clocking spells for the house and for all the family and besides...” you turn your sight from your husband to your son playing with your ring “everyone agree to make a truce on his birthdays”
He chuckle “You and I have a different meaning of the word agree, my darling”
“Alright, I made have demand it but it’s for mine and our child sake, right Mirakel? Because been a Mikaelson and a Winchester isn’t easy, right?” you question him even knowing he didn’t matter at all.
“It certain it’s not” he kiss him on the head and then turn to see you.
“Besides Rebekah and Caroline would find the way to kill you if you cancel the party they have organized for him” you add picking him up and walking to the window where the familiar sound of a few engines where hear.
“It seems your brothers and the Salvatore’s arrived earlier” Elijah mention behind you.
“Make sure Dean and Damon don’t fight for our son” you request him while he took him out of your arms.
He kiss your forehead “Go change, I will take care of them” he promise before leaving the room.
You chuckle at the view of Dean and Damon starting a stare contest immediately after they get down the car, while Stefan and Sam walk to the door in a friendly conversation before you went into your wardrobe to change.
After Mirakel was born you couldn’t be more grateful for the bunker warding, the bunker-protection against demons and other supernatural creatures and plus the cloaking spells that Davina bring with her and Kol in their visit to meet the new addition to the family.
Your stay at the bunker was short just until the house that Elijah command to build in a new location close to Texas, just between both of your home’s, as soon he knew about his child existence.
“Mama” Mirakel called you as soon you were at sight, extending your arms to you that made all the men’s on the living room turn to see you.
Dean walk to you and crush you in a hug “Happy 1 year baby’s mama,” he whisper in your ear “mom would be proud of you” he add still hugging you.
“Thank you Dean” pulling away from him and picking up Mirakel from Sam’s arms.
“The rest of the family just arrived” Elijah hug you by the waist and kissing your shoulder letting you know.
“Behave” you shout watching at Dean and Damon.
“You hear your mother, Mirakel” Damon said while taking him away from your arms “you need to behave” walking outside and follow by the rest of men’s.
You walk with Elijah at the doorway, watching the rest of the Mystic falls gang and all the Mikaelson’s arrived for the long weekend.
You lean to rest your head on Elijah’s shoulder while he pull you more close to him “I spend a thousand years trying to keep my family together, running from my own father, finding Niklaus’ redemption and sacrificing my own happiness but now I know I was always waiting for you.” He turn his sight away his family outside to see you “And I won’t change it for anything”
You smile at his confession “Well, I’m glad you feel that way because…” standing in your tiptoes to whisper in his ear “I’m pregnant”
“This time I’m not leaving you out of my sight” he promised taking you between his arms pulling you close to him while hoping this time would be a mini you on the way.
Hello there friends and new followers, well its already Oct 9 and I know some of you have been waiting a lot for them, thank you for the new followers, the reblogs and the love you give to this story and to me. Sorry that I’m been missing, but if you have any prompt that you want me to write please don’t hesitated to send it to me! I would be more than happy to write something for you.
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· Warnings: Mentions of sex, small smut +18, sadness and flashback.
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< Chapter nine: Revelations.
“This is the most terrible idea you have ever had” Dean expresses as he follows you to the garage.
“Look who’s talking!” you exclaim, turning to face him. “The one who lost the ultrasound in a vampire fight, fully knowing that the father of my child is none other than an original vampire!” you shout angrily at him.
“And I told you I am sorry” he shouts back, keeping a few steps between you two. He passes his hand over his face, something he does always whenever he’s anxious or annoyed. “At least let me go with you” he proposes after a deep sigh.
“Are you going to behave?” you ask him, knowing you will probably regret it later.
After a moment, he nods. “I will“
Then you’re driving but I’m picking the music” you demand, walking to open the passenger seat and get inside.
He sighs. This is going to be a long day he thinks to himself, entering the car and starting the engine, headed downtown.
“Where do you think you’re going?” you question him just before he can completely get out of the car.
He stops to look in your way. “I’m going with you” he states, as it was the most obvious thing in this world.
“I agreed you could accompany me but I never said you could follow me inside” you point out, opening the passenger door.
“Are you serious?” he frowns at you. “[Y/N], you’re meeting an original!”
“I get you’re the annoying brother then” Kol exclaims, leaning over the window of the driver’s seat.
“What the hell?!” Dean shouts, moving as best as he can away from the glass behind which the vampire is now waving at you.
“Hello sweetheart” he smirks through the window a second before appearing next to you, “and hello to you too, little one.” He moves his hand to your belly but stops just before touching it. He lifts his gaze towards you. “Can I?” he gently requests.
“Sure” you confirm, nodding at him.
He smiles when the baby kicks his hand the moment he places it on your belly-bump. “You know,” he lifts his gaze to you and then drops it again to your belly as he feels it again, “you kick as Thor himself had raised his hammer and summoned thunder and lightning.” He smiles at the memory of her mother talking about when Elijah was in her womb. “Just like your father” he proclaims, straightening himself up. “The baby’s the reason you left.”
You caress your belly, avoiding his sight. “I did what I thought was right.”
“You don’t owe me an explanation” he says seriously looking down. “Let’s go inside, no one will interrupt us there”
“You compelled them” you state, getting outside of the car and walking with him to the entrance.
He nods. “I couldn’t risk you been hurt or in danger” he give you a smile “You’re my family after all, with or without my brother’s baby.”
You hug him at his confession, taking him by surprised, your arms wrapped around his neck. “I wasn’t sure you would believe me.” His hands remain extended to the side for a few seconds before enveloping you with them.
“It’s only thanks to you than I’m here and not in a coffin with a dagger in my chest.” he remind you, taking you back to that moment.
You watch Elijah get up from the bed and start dressing himself. You see the clock change to 4:00am. “Klaus is more paranoid than usual.”
“He believes that Kol is acting behind his back” he confesses to you, completely dressed by now. “He said he wanted to comfort him and you know what that means.”
“Put a dagger in his chest.” you finish for him.
He nods. “And I must stop it. Kol can be unpredictable, unreasonable or, as he likes to call himself, the black sheep, but he is our blood, our brother.” He tries to excuse him for his acts; after all, they all have made mistakes as well. “He may even believe he’s a nuisance for us but he isn’t.”
“I understand him” you tell him. “I’m the black sheep of my family too, in a way” you say earning a questioning look from Elijah.
“How so?” he asks, taking a seat on the bed.
“I didn’t want to continue the family business-” Elijah’s phone interrupts you halfway through. You roll your eyes, knowing well Klaus is the one talking on the other end.
“I must go” Elijah says, standing from the bed. “I’ll return as soon I can.”
“Just keep yourself away from any dagger and coffin.” You pull him by the lapels of his suit. “I want you back with me.”
He smiles and leans to peck your lips. “I give you my word.”
“Good, now go before I answer that phone and piss off Klaus even more” you grin, pushing him softly away. He smiles again before disappearing in the blink of an eye.
You sigh: you had never imagined, when you agreed to distract the noble brother, that you would fall in love with him, least of all that he would feel the same about you; all of this leading to a secretive, and partly forbidden, relationship with him and an unpredictable and surprising friendship with the troublemaker that is Kol Mikaelson.
“This needs to stop now Kol.”
“Why should I do that, Winchester?” he asks cockily with a smirk on his lips.
You debate with yourself for a few more minutes, trying to see all the pros and cons of the situation. You sigh and talk to him, calmly. “Klaus is ready to dagger you and put you in a coffin. Elijah went to put some sense in him” you finally reveal.
The smirk disappears from his mouth to be replace with a wicked expression. “Admit it, Winchester” he says, a hurt expression on his face. “You’re only worried about my brother.”
“And about you” you affirm without hesitation. “I don’t want anyone ending with a dagger in their chest inside a coffin.” You meet his eyes, full of worry. “I don’t want to lose what I have, Kol; my home, my friends, the family that I have created here. You included” you add sternly.
He remains speechless, processing your confession, then stands from the sofa and walks in your direction. “If someone deserves you that is my brother” he confesses to you. “I will figure out something to calm Klaus and then I’ll go away.” He places a tender and sweet kiss on your forehead. “Take care of yourself and my brother.”
“I will” you promise as you watch him leave your house into the night.
“I will hunt those vampires and have a chat with them.” A wicked smile appears on Kol’s lips.
You shake your head, knowing what he’s referring to. “Don’t get yourself in too much troubles.”
He gives you a sincere smile. “You know me sweetheart” he says before climbing in his car and starting the engine. “I don’t behave.”
“Perfect timing, sister” Elijah expresses from the balcony of the Compound.
She follows him with her sigh while he comes down the foyer. “How did you manage to make Rebekah and even Klaus leave?” she asks curious.
“I may or may not have suggested something to Marcel and Camille” he smiles guiltily. Then, his seriousness comes back on his face. “Do you have everything you need?”
She is already supporting herself with her hands on the table, her necklaces swinging in the air as she reads the open grimoire in front of her, with a few bowls with different ingredients spread around the table and a lit candle. “I need a strand of your hair.”
He raises his left hand to the right side of his head, and with the use of two fingers pulls what his sister requests, slightly wincing at the pain.
Under the fixed gaze of Elijah, Freya starts to mix ingredients in the bowl until a pulp is created. She forms a circle on the floor with it, in the center of it draws a plus sign, and at the end of each line a small circle.
“It’s ready” she finally declares, putting the bowl back on the table. “Give me your hand and kneel inside the circle” she requests him, extending her hand so he can take it. “No matter what, stay inside the circle.”
He discards his suit-jacket before taking his sister’s hand and following her orders. As he kneels, he lifts his sight to Freya and whispers: “Do it.”
Freya takes a deep breath before closing her eyes. She starts chanting in Latin and, as the meaning of the words is lost in the constant repetition, a trivial pain tickles Elijah’s chest along with memories of his life with [Y/N], which appear in his and Freya’s mind. The pain keeps increasing, aching not only in his chest but now in his back too.
“Freya” he whines, almost breathless at the suddenly increase in pain, not only on his torax but now on his heart, lifting his free hand above it, feeling like thousands of needles are stabbing his heart.
She can’t stop chanting or the spell would break, but she tightens her grip on his hand to try and give him some semblance of comfort and support.
Both of you fall on the bed, Elijah above you, your clothes already discarded on the creating a path on the floor from the stairs to your bedroom. You moan when he leaves your mouth to cover your neck with kisses.
“My love” he whispers, his husky voice close to your ear. “I need to know-”
“Fuck” you curse, feeling his manhood between your legs; just a thrust and he will be inside you. “Do it” you moan, your helpless tone begging him.
He turns you around, your back press against his chest, his length press in the middle of your legs. He bites his left arm and passes it below your head, leaving the open wound exactly in front of your mouth. In a single motion he thrusts inside you, pressing his fangs on your shoulder and drinking your blood while you drink his, not stopping the thrusts until you both reach the release you desperately need.
When the pain is at its worst, it suddenly stops, leaving a clear image of a baby in front of their eyes.
“It’s yourchild, brother” Freya finally confirms for him, “she is your soulmate. That’s how the spell works: a vampire can only conceive when the spell is made with their soulmate” she explains, anticipating her brother un-asked questions.
Elijah is unable to steady himself anymore. He drops his hands to the floor letting a few tears fall down; he can’t believe it, he failed his soulmate, his child and now he lost them. His scream of pain reaches each corner of the Compound.
“Elijah!” Rebekah shouts concern seeing the state of his older brother. She reaches him to comfort him, while Klaus remains behind, just watching in silence how much his brother is suffering because of him. Trying to ignore his and Elijah’s tears that fall on his cheeks.
“I could-” Rebekah tries to offer her help, something to stop her brother’s pain but he shakes his head.
“No” he responds with a broken voice, tears still falling because of the pain, the enormous sadness and the guilt that comes with not been able to keep his promise to her.
“Someone would please care to explain what’s going on here?” Rebekah demands angrily, focusing her gaze on her older sister.
“[Y/N]” he says as he tries to stand up. His legs fail under him, bringing him to the floor on one knee. “She is-” He stops, taking a deep breath to gain enough strength to continue.
“Oh, bloody hell” Rebekah shouts, already thinking the worst.
“She is pregnant with my child” he reveals to them before falling unconscious due to exhaustion on the floor.
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< Chapter eleven: Reckless.
The giggles of Hope echo on the Compound, playing under the thoughtful gaze of his father and uncle on the second floor, both leaning on the banister when she look up smiling and waving at them.
“She’s the very best of me” Klaus announce to Elijah next to him “and despite everything I have done she is mine.” He turn to see him “I now understand that family, love and loyalty is power. That this is us. The Original family, and we remain together, always and…”
“Forever” Elijah finish.
Elijah turn his back to lean against the banister, his hands inside his pockets while Klaus’ hands resting on the banister, watching Hope playing with Rebekah “if I could get this been who I am” he announce “I don’t have the doubt you could get it too, even get more” he turn to see him a sincere smile on his face. “It’s time for you to go and get what you always have desire” he prompt.
Elijah bow in direction to his brother, his left hand leaving his pocket to pass it over his shoulder bringing him on a hug.
“This always would be your house, Elijah” he whisper to him during the hug.
He pull apart nodding to him and then going in direction of his bedroom.
“I told you I would do it!” Dean shout once again helping you down the ladder.
“I can do it!” you respond angry “beside I’m still angry at you!” shouting at him removing your hand from his.
He sigh “How many times I need to said I’m sorry? Besides Kol take care of them. Is what he told you right?”
“Yes” you respond “but anyway I’m still mad at you. Sammy would take me to the obstetric appointment” you informed him.
“I will finish here” he prompt to you watching you leave the room and get up on the ladder and finish cleaning.
“You should forgive him already” Sam request lean on the impala.
“I will” you smile to him “after he finish to clean his room” you confess.
He chuckle and shook his head at you “Alright, let’s go” he said before going inside the car and start the way to the medical center.
His right hand on the wheel while in the other one play with your engagement ring, a mix of emotions filling up his chest making him breath heavy, he stops the BMW at the side of the road, lifting his right hand to admired the ring.
“I’m home” you announce closing the door behind you and leaving your purse on the side table. “Elijah?” you call his name while trying to finding him on the lower floor of your house until you found a path of red flowers from the back door to the garden gazebo outside.
You smile watching him from the door, oblivion to your present, as the soft music plays while he pour champagne into two glasses.
“Elijah” you call him again once close by.
He lift his head from his task, a soft smile appear on his lips when he saw you. “You’re home”
“I am” you agree smiling at him “what it’s all this?” on the table a few candles where light up, a champagne bottle on ice on the middle and the gazebo illuminated by outdoor string lights creating a romantic scene.
“There was a time, long ago, I do recall, I wanted more. Somehow I have…” sighs “I lost that feeling until I meet you” placing a hand on your heart “it was like your heartbeat awake what was asleep all this years ago” then lifted to run his fingers through your hair and leave it on your cheek “All I have done and said lead me here” caressing with his thumb your cheek “with you. I can’t go back and undone my mistakes but I can make a better future for you”
“Elijah...” you were about to speak when he took a velvet red box of his pocket and show it to you.
“I want you to be part of my always and forever as my wife, [Y/N] Campbell would you marry me?”
A nervous and smitten smile adorning his face and his eyes reflecting a glimpse of hope “There’s things you don’t know about me Elijah” you start, trying to confess him all you have been keeping since the start.
“And there’s things you don’t know about me” he reply cocky “but I know despite our pass and our mistakes, if there’s one thing I know for sure it’s that we’re meant to be together”
You lift you hand and place it on his cheek “Since I meet you in the library back in Mystic falls” you add to his statement, leaning to kiss him and whisper to his ear “Yes” you finally answer his question, deciding to deal with the consequences later.
“Everything alright?” Sam ask you watching your teary eyes and sadness expression in your face.
“Yeah” you respond “the Doctor just ask me if the father would attend the birth and what kind of birth I would like”
“Oh” he open his mouth and close it “and what you told her?”
“What do you think I told her Sam?” you yell “that he don’t know about the baby because it’s an Original Vampire!” you finish closing with a bang the door of his car.
He exhaled and got inside the car “I’m sorry” he offer as soon he could.
You clean a few tears from your eyes “No Sam, I’m sorry. This damn hormones have me one minute crying to be mad the other” you clarified to him “it’s not your fault”
“Neither yours or the baby” he stated while driving back to the bunker.
“It’s mine” you whisper to yourself, reclining your head to the seat and closing your eyes.
“You just came back” taking a seat on your bed, your back against the headboard “For once, just once, can you be selfish and let them fix by themselves whatever they did?”
“It’s not so simple to break a vow make centuries ago, especially when had keep my family together since was made” he confess to you.
“And what that makes me Elijah? If you don’t remember you included me in the always and forever vow when you ask me to marry you” you remind him, trying to keep your anger under control.
He exhale “I did” adjusting his suit jacket while looking at you.
“But that doesn’t change anything, right?” you see him open his mouth and close it, making his lips a thin line unable to find the correct words or not wanting to pronounce them “don’t mind coming back Elijah” you state to him.
“Help me to understand” he ask you sternly “this is certainly not the first time nor the last one that I run to my family, why until now?”
“Answer me this first” you avoid his question “What if our family need you at the same time Klaus does, who would you choose, Elijah?” you know it’s unfair for him to answer this question without knowing everything but you couldn’t tell him that you were pregnant without knowing his answer first.
“You know since the beginning I couldn’t offer you a family” he diverge to answer it.
“But” you sob at his answer “but what if we could have one?” your eyes fill with tears.
“I don’t know” he respond, turning to the door keeping his hand in the knob “take care of yourself [Y/N]” he express before going out of the bedroom, leaving you alone.
