This is the final chapter! I decided to wrap things up and finish it off. Interest for my readers was dwindling and this felt like a good place to end it.

I'll be starting on a few other things, perhaps a Finn/Elena one shot. And I already have a new idea for an Elejah story.

For those of you that stuck around until the end, thanks! I hope you enjoy the last chapter.


Chapter 21

Things had been tense since Stefan, Elena, and Elijah returned to New Orleans. Klaus and Kol weren't too happy about being sent on a wild goose chase to say the least, but the Mikaelsons were thrilled to have their brother back.

With much help from Stefan, Elena was able to get Elijah upstairs in the Plantation house and settled in. Elijah was still trying to process the vervain that was in his system, making him out of it more often than not.

"He'll be fine, 'Lena. I promise," Stefan said as the pair sat in the living room.

Elena sighed, "I know. I just wish he'd actually wake up already."

"Vervain isn't so easy to get rid of," Stefan mused as he gripped a glass of Scotch in his hand, "You're making sure he's feeding regularly though. Give him a day and he should be just fine."

"I guess," she said in a small voice as she sighed.

He reached across the coffee table and took one of her hands in both of his, "I know how happy he makes you. I promise that nothing will happen to him. He'll get better and then you both can do whatever you want."

"I love you, Stefan," she smiled, looking into his content green eyes.

"And I'll always love you, Elena," he returned her smile as he squeezed her hand lightly, "I'll always be here for you, too. Even if it's just so I can kick an Original's ass."


"Is he doing all right?" Finn asked as he walked into the kitchen. He was greeted by Elena pouring blood into a glass and sticking it in the microwave.

Elena nodded slightly, "Stefan thinks he should be fine by morning. Elijah just had a long couple of days. He'll bounce back."

Finn observed her quietly, noticing how her normally radiant olive skin had become quite pale and dark circles marred her eyes. His brows knitted together in confusion as she began to walk upstairs.

He heard her taking care of his brother before she stumbled her way back downstairs and into the parlor. He followed her and saw that she was pouring herself a glass of Bourbon.

"Alcohol?" He asked, slightly irritated.

She shrugged, "It helps with the cravings."

"Of course you're going to have cravings when you're starving yourself!" Finn hissed, his eyes nearly turning black, "You need to take care of yourself. How are you any good to Elijah when you're incapable of ensuring your own survival?"

Elena sighed, taking a sip of the bitter amber liquid, "Now's really not the time to be worried about me, Finn. Elijah's more important."

"And how will he feel when he becomes lucid enough to notice that you've been neglecting yourself? Dammit, Elena!" He tried to reign in his anger as his voice became softer, "You need to feed. He wouldn't like how you're acting because of him."

She nodded, finding her voice small and broken, "You're right."


Morning seemed to take forever. Elena was freshly fed, sitting in a chair next to Elijah's bed. She was staring out the window, willing the sun to rise faster than nature allowed it to. Twenty-four hours have almost come and gone since Stefan was last here. He wanted to get back to Rebekah and Elena understood that; she hadn't wanted to leave Elijah at all.

Her mind wandered back to when she found him almost two days ago. The sight of him covered in blood and screaming in pain was almost enough for her to rip out her own eyes. She never wanted to see him like that again. She had felt helpless as he suffered, but she reminded herself that she had indeed saved him.

She couldn't help but wonder if he had heard her confession when she found him. She loved him. Hoping that he would, she was thinking that when he awoke they could just travel off in their own little bubble of happiness.

"Elena?"

She was snapped out of her thoughts as she realized that it was indeed now daylight outside. Her eyes traveled to the man in the bed that was staring at her with wide brown eyes. Sighing in relief, she brushed her hand against his cheek, "Hey, how are you feeling?"

Elijah stretched before cringing at the soreness of his muscles. He chuckled softly, "I've been better, but that's besides the point," he placed his hand on top of hers and moved a kiss to her palm, "How are you, princess?"

"I'm okay," she smiled, "I've just been worried out of my mind about you. You've been out since we found you…"

He sat up and appraised the room, "You've been taking care of me?"

She nodded, "Of course. I practically wouldn't let anyone else come near you."

"Someone's a jealous mate," Elijah teased as he opened his arms to her. Elena delved into his arms and curled up on his lap. His arms wrapped around her as he nuzzled his face into her hair.

She looked up at him with wide eyes as his words set in, "Mate?"

"We share a blood bond from feeding from each other," he said softly, caressing the side of her face, "And, normally, that is reserved for lovers that mark each other as mates."

She wrinkled her nose slightly before she smiled, "I think I'll just call you my boyfriend instead."

They sat in companionable silence for a little while, just enjoying each other's company. But Elena's mind couldn't get away from what she had said to him when she found him. She gazed up at him and spoke quietly, "Do you remember what I said to you when I found you?"

His lips quirked slightly, "I thought it was just a dream. A hazy, vervain-laced dream of a desperate man."

She nuzzled her face against his chest and smiled a little as she whispered, "I love you, Elijah."

"And I've always loved you, sweetheart. I've just been waiting for you to notice it."

"Oh, yeah?" She smirked up at him, meeting his gaze as she kissed him softly, "You've always loved me?"

"How could I not?" He chuckled softly, "You're a gorgeous young woman who is not only confident and brave, but extremely strong. Even though you've become a vampire, you've retained all the qualities that I once held close as a human. Your humanity is a gift, Elena. And I hope that you'll carry it with you always."

"I'll keep it with me as long as you're by my side," she murmured, cupping his cheek as she stared lovingly into his eyes, "I want you, Elijah. For forever."


"Elijah, come on!" Elena yelled from the foyer of the Plantation house, "We're going to be late!"

"Princess, one cannot be late if one is the only guest," Elijah chided as he walked down the stairs dressed impeccably in an Armani suit.

They were finally going on a date after all the twists and turns that life had thrown at them the past couple of months. Bonnie and Damon had successfully rekindled their romance with Elena's blessing. Rebekah and Stefan had decided to move in together, much to Klaus' chagrin. Kol was out…being Kol; harassing the witches, having ridiculous feeding frenzies. Klaus had finally popped the question to Caroline and they were all anticipating the spring wedding. And Finn had gone on a search to find more undiscovered artists to add to his gallery.

Elena and Elijah seemed to just fit in New Orleans. They were surrounded by a city that thrived in the darkness and they couldn't be happier.

As they walked along the streets of the city, she smiled and greeted her newfound friends along the way. Elijah looked down at her and placed a soft kiss to the crown of her head.

"What was that for?" She asked, smiling.

"That, princess, was for being the most beautiful woman in New Orleans and allowing me to fall in love with you a little more everyday," he said lovingly as they slowed to a stop.

"Everyday, huh?" He nodded and she continued, "That might be a little annoying after a century or so."

He cupped her delicate face between his strong hands as he stared into her chocolate depths, "A million centuries or million millenniums would never be enough to show you how much I love you. You're the light of my life, leading me away from the darkness."

She smiled, "I'll always follow you into the dark as long as it means that I get to spend the rest of forever with you."

Elijah kissed her softly, "I'll never leave you, princess. I'll be with you always and forever."


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~Grace