Forgive and Forget
It was a dark night, as Elijah fought against the Hunters who had been hunting the wolves, though it wasn’t much of a fight. He was a vampire and they were just merely humans that needed stopped.
Meanwhile an injured Katherine, covered in blood with an ascendant in hand, appeared in the Bayou woods and, once she realized that she had finally escaped, she knew that she was in New Orleans. She took a step, aiming to start walking, needing help and knowing without it that she would soon die from her injuries, but she ended up staggering and having to try and keep from falling to the forest floor from weakness. Then everything went black for her.
After Elijah disposed of the bodies, he began to walk home through the woods, but smelling the scent of human blood, he stopped and, after hearing a slow heartbeat, he vanished to follow the scent trail and heartbeat, but soon he couldn’t hear anything from whoever it was.
A few moments later, he arrived at the scene, only to see a very injured Katerina.
“Katerina?” he said, surprised to see her in the same town as Niklaus.
He was instantly knelt beside her and gently pulled her into his arms and bit his wrist, putting it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to heal her wounds.
A few minutes later, after she had healed, he took his wrist away which instantly healed. He then gently layed her back down and started to try and revive her. He didn’t know why or how she was here or what had happened to her. All he knew was that the one person that he still loved, though he had left almost a year ago, had ended up in New Orleans one way or another. And after recent events, she was the only one he could trust. No matter how many times he had chosen family first, technically turning his back on her, she would never turn her back on him or backstab him or kill or curse someone he cared deeply about. The only thing that had made him leave was all her continuous lies. Lying was her only flaw when it came to him. She would never betray or manipulate him. And above all, they had loved each other for 500 years. That kind of love didn’t die after only a year.
After a few minutes, he finally heard a heartbeat and her breathing.
He sighed in relief and gently picked her up in his arms, heading back to the compound.
Once upstairs in his room, he gently layed her down in his bed and sat on her bedside, waiting for her to come to.
He rested a gentle hand on the side of her face and looked down at her.
“Katerina, can you hear me?” he called to her, hoping she would wake up soon.
An hour later, when she woke up, it relieved him.
She gave a smile, seeing him.
“Elijah.”
He smiled back.
“Katerina,” he greeted, before asking, “What has happened to you? You’re human.”
“I took my anger out on Elena after you left and she shoved the cure down my throat. After Silas drank the cure from me, I started aging and me being me, not wanting to die, went into Elena’s body, wanting to live just a little longer. After they found out, Stefan killed me. Somehow, when he killed me, I was sent to the 1994 prison world where I ran into Kai. What you saw when you found me is Kai’s doing. That’s not the best part. Klaus knew I was human and dying, but judging from your face, he never told you. I assume Caroline told him not to come torment me on my deathbed though, since he never came by,” she explained.
Knowing Klaus had known, it infuriated him. It didn’t surprise him, though. His brother hated her with a dark passion.
“I’m sorry, Katerina,” was all he could say. All he could really do was to apologize for abandoning her and for Klaus going back to Mystic Falls to torment her on her deathbed. There wasn’t much he could do.
She rested a gentle hand on the side of his face.
“I know. You don’t need to apologize for Klaus and you weren’t there, because you didn’t know. All is forgiven.”
She gave a smile.
He looked at her, amazed at how much she had changed since her transformation back into a human.
Meanwhile an injured Katherine, covered in blood with an ascendant in hand, appeared in the Bayou woods and, once she realized that she had finally escaped, she knew that she was in New Orleans. She took a step, aiming to start walking, needing help and knowing without it that she would soon die from her injuries, but she ended up staggering and having to try and keep from falling to the forest floor from weakness. Then everything went black for her.
After Elijah disposed of the bodies, he began to walk home through the woods, but smelling the scent of human blood, he stopped and, after hearing a slow heartbeat, he vanished to follow the scent trail and heartbeat, but soon he couldn’t hear anything from whoever it was.
A few moments later, he arrived at the scene, only to see a very injured Katerina.
“Katerina?” he said, surprised to see her in the same town as Niklaus.
He was instantly knelt beside her and gently pulled her into his arms and bit his wrist, putting it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to heal her wounds.
A few minutes later, after she had healed, he took his wrist away which instantly healed. He then gently layed her back down and started to try and revive her. He didn’t know why or how she was here or what had happened to her. All he knew was that the one person that he still loved, though he had left almost a year ago, had ended up in New Orleans one way or another. And after recent events, she was the only one he could trust. No matter how many times he had chosen family first, technically turning his back on her, she would never turn her back on him or backstab him or kill or curse someone he cared deeply about. The only thing that had made him leave was all her continuous lies. Lying was her only flaw when it came to him. She would never betray or manipulate him. And above all, they had loved each other for 500 years. That kind of love didn’t die after only a year.
After a few minutes, he finally heard a heartbeat and her breathing.
He sighed in relief and gently picked her up in his arms, heading back to the compound.
Once upstairs in his room, he gently layed her down in his bed and sat on her bedside, waiting for her to come to.
He rested a gentle hand on the side of her face and looked down at her.
“Katerina, can you hear me?” he called to her, hoping she would wake up soon.
An hour later, when she woke up, it relieved him.
She gave a smile, seeing him.
“Elijah.”
He smiled back.
“Katerina,” he greeted, before asking, “What has happened to you? You’re human.”
“I took my anger out on Elena after you left and she shoved the cure down my throat. After Silas drank the cure from me, I started aging and me being me, not wanting to die, went into Elena’s body, wanting to live just a little longer. After they found out, Stefan killed me. Somehow, when he killed me, I was sent to the 1994 prison world where I ran into Kai. What you saw when you found me is Kai’s doing. That’s not the best part. Klaus knew I was human and dying, but judging from your face, he never told you. I assume Caroline told him not to come torment me on my deathbed though, since he never came by,” she explained.
Knowing Klaus had known, it infuriated him. It didn’t surprise him, though. His brother hated her with a dark passion.
“I’m sorry, Katerina,” was all he could say. All he could really do was to apologize for abandoning her and for Klaus going back to Mystic Falls to torment her on her deathbed. There wasn’t much he could do.
She rested a gentle hand on the side of his face.
“I know. You don’t need to apologize for Klaus and you weren’t there, because you didn’t know. All is forgiven.”
She gave a smile.
He looked at her, amazed at how much she had changed since her transformation back into a human.
Their New Beginning
It was a dismal night in New Orleans, as a human Katherine Pierce walked, heading for wherever Elijah was at. News traveled fast, so she knew that he no longer lived at the compound with his siblings. She also knew that Rebekah had left as well, so Klaus was alone. He was the only one staying at the Mikaelson compound as far as she knew.
Seeing a bar, she headed there, guessing that the bartender, Cami, would know where Elijah was living at.
Once inside, she stood at the bar, waiting for Cami to finish serving drinks.
When she finished, Cami went to her next.
“What can I get you?”
“Information. I need to know where Elijah is.”
“It depends on who’s asking.”
“Katherine Pierce. He and Klaus like calling me by my born name, though. Katerina. Elijah and I have History. We’ve been in love for 500 years, but I’m human now. I need his help if I’m to live. I’ve done things. If my enemies find out that I’m human, I have a price on my head. Please,” she summarized.
Realizing that she was telling the truth, she sighed before giving her the address.
“Thank you,” Katherine said, before leaving the bar and heading for Elijah’s.
Half an hour later, Katherine was on the doorstep of his place, which looked a lot like the old slave home Marcel had grown up in that had burned down, because of Celeste and those who had followed her.
She stood on his doorstep and knocked, hoping he would answer. It wasn’t like he had left her on the best of terms, after all.
A few minutes later, he opened it.
“What do you want?” he questioned, using that tone on her that he had used back in Pennsylvania.
“It’s a long story, but I’m human now. If word gets out, I’m dead. I need protection.”
“That’s your own fault, Katherine. Not mine. Go ask someone who cares."
“At least give me another chance. Please,” she almost begged him, but it was a request instead.
“I’m not ready to go through that again. You’ve caused enough harm to enough people. Just go home,” he said, before closing the door on her.
She silently walked away, not knowing why he was being this way. It wasn’t like him to turn down a plea for help. Especially, when it was her in need. What had happened for him to do this? He was like a stranger to her now.
As she walked, thoughts and memories flooded through her, as she tried to make sense of Elijah’s strange behavior.
After pushing her thoughts and memories away, she made herself inside an old abandoned building to lay down for the night. After coming back after some degree of torture, she was tired. She needed rest.
An hour later, Elijah had just left his place, when there was tremendous shaking of everything. He knew he had to find Katerina, realizing this was an earthquake and not a witch doing this.
Once he got a whiff of human blood; her blood, he followed it to an old abandoned building. After the earthquake, it looked unstable, but he went in anyway. It was Katerina. He’d die for her if it came down to it, whether he had forgiven her or not. He lost Gia. He couldn’t lose Katerina. And if she died in this disaster after he had been, for lack of a better word, a jerk, he’d never forgive himself.
After calling for her multiple times, he saw from a distance, her mostly buried. He could still see her head and right arm.
He was instantly knelt at her side.
He gently but quickly got her unburied and soon could see how injured she truly was.
As he looked down at her, he could see that there was blood on either side of her head, some other wounds here and there, and her lower stomach was also heavily bleeding. She was still alive, but was losing a lot of blood.
“Stay with me, Katerina,” he said, as he gently pulled her into his arms and got to his feet. He then blurred out of there and to the woods. He couldn’t exactly save her in the middle of chaos.
Once in the woods, he gently layed her down and took her jacket off to use to try and stop or slow the bleeding of her lower stomach, as her skin paled. He took his jacket off and used it as a pillow for her head.
As he applied pressure, she somewhat came to.
“Elijah?” she breathed.
He rested a hand on her forehead, while trying to stop the bleeding with his other hand.
“I’m here, Katerina,” he assured her. “Can you digest vampire blood?” he questioned.
“I don’t know,” she breathed, before everything went black for her again.
He gently pulled her into his arms, as her breathing became faint from all the blood loss. He then bit his wrist, putting it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to save her life.
A few minutes later, he took his wrist away, which instantly healed, but still held her close, waiting to see if it would heal her or if he had to get her to a hospital.
“Keep fighting, Katerina. Keep breathing. I need you, Katerina. I need you to heal and open your eyes for me. You fought for 500 years. Now, I need you to fight just a little longer, and open your eyes just one more time,” he said, hoping she could hear him.
A few minutes later he watched, as her wounds began to heal.
Relieved that she’d be okay, he gently pulled her into his arms and blurred home.
When she woke up, she was in his bed with him seated on her bedside.
She gave him a smile and he smiled back.
“I’m sorry, Katerina,” he apologized to her.
She knew what he was apologizing for.
“All is forgiven. I know a lot has happened.”
“I’ll protect you just as you need,” he promised, glad she had forgiven him. Maybe this was the start of their new relationship. They could start over without second guessing any of their intentions.
In the end, everyone was okay and Kat and Elijah got back together.
Seeing a bar, she headed there, guessing that the bartender, Cami, would know where Elijah was living at.
Once inside, she stood at the bar, waiting for Cami to finish serving drinks.
When she finished, Cami went to her next.
“What can I get you?”
“Information. I need to know where Elijah is.”
“It depends on who’s asking.”
“Katherine Pierce. He and Klaus like calling me by my born name, though. Katerina. Elijah and I have History. We’ve been in love for 500 years, but I’m human now. I need his help if I’m to live. I’ve done things. If my enemies find out that I’m human, I have a price on my head. Please,” she summarized.
Realizing that she was telling the truth, she sighed before giving her the address.
“Thank you,” Katherine said, before leaving the bar and heading for Elijah’s.
Half an hour later, Katherine was on the doorstep of his place, which looked a lot like the old slave home Marcel had grown up in that had burned down, because of Celeste and those who had followed her.
She stood on his doorstep and knocked, hoping he would answer. It wasn’t like he had left her on the best of terms, after all.
A few minutes later, he opened it.
“What do you want?” he questioned, using that tone on her that he had used back in Pennsylvania.
“It’s a long story, but I’m human now. If word gets out, I’m dead. I need protection.”
“That’s your own fault, Katherine. Not mine. Go ask someone who cares."
“At least give me another chance. Please,” she almost begged him, but it was a request instead.
“I’m not ready to go through that again. You’ve caused enough harm to enough people. Just go home,” he said, before closing the door on her.
She silently walked away, not knowing why he was being this way. It wasn’t like him to turn down a plea for help. Especially, when it was her in need. What had happened for him to do this? He was like a stranger to her now.
As she walked, thoughts and memories flooded through her, as she tried to make sense of Elijah’s strange behavior.
After pushing her thoughts and memories away, she made herself inside an old abandoned building to lay down for the night. After coming back after some degree of torture, she was tired. She needed rest.
An hour later, Elijah had just left his place, when there was tremendous shaking of everything. He knew he had to find Katerina, realizing this was an earthquake and not a witch doing this.
Once he got a whiff of human blood; her blood, he followed it to an old abandoned building. After the earthquake, it looked unstable, but he went in anyway. It was Katerina. He’d die for her if it came down to it, whether he had forgiven her or not. He lost Gia. He couldn’t lose Katerina. And if she died in this disaster after he had been, for lack of a better word, a jerk, he’d never forgive himself.
After calling for her multiple times, he saw from a distance, her mostly buried. He could still see her head and right arm.
He was instantly knelt at her side.
He gently but quickly got her unburied and soon could see how injured she truly was.
As he looked down at her, he could see that there was blood on either side of her head, some other wounds here and there, and her lower stomach was also heavily bleeding. She was still alive, but was losing a lot of blood.
“Stay with me, Katerina,” he said, as he gently pulled her into his arms and got to his feet. He then blurred out of there and to the woods. He couldn’t exactly save her in the middle of chaos.
Once in the woods, he gently layed her down and took her jacket off to use to try and stop or slow the bleeding of her lower stomach, as her skin paled. He took his jacket off and used it as a pillow for her head.
As he applied pressure, she somewhat came to.
“Elijah?” she breathed.
He rested a hand on her forehead, while trying to stop the bleeding with his other hand.
“I’m here, Katerina,” he assured her. “Can you digest vampire blood?” he questioned.
“I don’t know,” she breathed, before everything went black for her again.
He gently pulled her into his arms, as her breathing became faint from all the blood loss. He then bit his wrist, putting it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to save her life.
A few minutes later, he took his wrist away, which instantly healed, but still held her close, waiting to see if it would heal her or if he had to get her to a hospital.
“Keep fighting, Katerina. Keep breathing. I need you, Katerina. I need you to heal and open your eyes for me. You fought for 500 years. Now, I need you to fight just a little longer, and open your eyes just one more time,” he said, hoping she could hear him.
A few minutes later he watched, as her wounds began to heal.
Relieved that she’d be okay, he gently pulled her into his arms and blurred home.
When she woke up, she was in his bed with him seated on her bedside.
She gave him a smile and he smiled back.
“I’m sorry, Katerina,” he apologized to her.
She knew what he was apologizing for.
“All is forgiven. I know a lot has happened.”
“I’ll protect you just as you need,” he promised, glad she had forgiven him. Maybe this was the start of their new relationship. They could start over without second guessing any of their intentions.
In the end, everyone was okay and Kat and Elijah got back together.
Holding Out For A Hero (Kalijah)
Where have all the good men gone
And where are the Gods?
Where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery seed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life
It was a dark night in New Orleans, as Katherine walked, in search of Elijah. She needed his help, since he was the only Mikaelson who would help her in her time of need. Klaus would kill her, and Rebekah despised her, and she had never met any of their siblings; Kol and Finn. She needed help, because she had just escaped from the 1994 prison world from Kai, but he had done a number on her. She was in such horrific shape that her vision was blurry and tunnel-like. She used a hand to try and stay on her feet by using her hand to grip a wall of a building.
Cami left the bar after locking up for the night and headed down the desolate street, but stopped and approached a girl who looked like she could use some help.
“Do you need some help?” she asked, now in front of her, though it was a stupid question to ask. “What’s your name? Can I get anyone for you?”
“Katherine. I need Elijah,” the girl replied.
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There’s someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It’s gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life
Elijah was in the bayou, heading home, when he got a call from Cami.
He answered after a few rings, wondering why she would be calling him at this late night hour.
“Camille,” he greeted her.
“Do you know anyone named Katherine? Apparently, she knows you.”
“Yes. Where is she?”
“Outside the bar. Hurry.”
“What has happened?”
“I don’t know. All I got out of her was her name and that she needed you. It looks like someone injured her. She’s lost a lot of blood.”
As she answered his question, he began to vamp speed towards where he knew the bar was at, knowing that when she said that she had lost a lot of blood, it meant that she was human. Despite everything, he would never wish death upon her. No matter what, he had to save her.
Up where the mountains meet the Heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there’s someone somewhere watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life
Upon arriving, he knelt at her side and gently pulled her into his arms. As he did so, Cami left. He bit his wrist and put it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to heal and save her.
A few minutes later, after her wounds had healed, he took it away. He then put her arm around his shoulders and got to his feet with her in his arms. He then headed to the compound, hoping she’d be okay.
Once in his room with the door closed, he gently layed her down in his bed and sat on her bedside, his hand in hers, his right hand resting on the side of her face. He didn’t want to lose her, but in her state, he didn’t know if she could hear him or not, so all he could do was stay at her side and hope for her to fight like she always had for 500 years.
She didn’t know how long she was out, but when she woke up, she was in his bed with him on her bedside, one hand on the side of her face and another in her hand.
He gave a smile and she smiled back.
“You’re awake,” he greeted. “What has happened to you?”
He took his hands away and she slowly sat up, before telling him everything.
In the end, she lived and they got back together.
And where are the Gods?
Where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery seed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life
It was a dark night in New Orleans, as Katherine walked, in search of Elijah. She needed his help, since he was the only Mikaelson who would help her in her time of need. Klaus would kill her, and Rebekah despised her, and she had never met any of their siblings; Kol and Finn. She needed help, because she had just escaped from the 1994 prison world from Kai, but he had done a number on her. She was in such horrific shape that her vision was blurry and tunnel-like. She used a hand to try and stay on her feet by using her hand to grip a wall of a building.
Cami left the bar after locking up for the night and headed down the desolate street, but stopped and approached a girl who looked like she could use some help.
“Do you need some help?” she asked, now in front of her, though it was a stupid question to ask. “What’s your name? Can I get anyone for you?”
“Katherine. I need Elijah,” the girl replied.
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There’s someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It’s gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life
Elijah was in the bayou, heading home, when he got a call from Cami.
He answered after a few rings, wondering why she would be calling him at this late night hour.
“Camille,” he greeted her.
“Do you know anyone named Katherine? Apparently, she knows you.”
“Yes. Where is she?”
“Outside the bar. Hurry.”
“What has happened?”
“I don’t know. All I got out of her was her name and that she needed you. It looks like someone injured her. She’s lost a lot of blood.”
As she answered his question, he began to vamp speed towards where he knew the bar was at, knowing that when she said that she had lost a lot of blood, it meant that she was human. Despite everything, he would never wish death upon her. No matter what, he had to save her.
Up where the mountains meet the Heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there’s someone somewhere watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life
Upon arriving, he knelt at her side and gently pulled her into his arms. As he did so, Cami left. He bit his wrist and put it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to heal and save her.
A few minutes later, after her wounds had healed, he took it away. He then put her arm around his shoulders and got to his feet with her in his arms. He then headed to the compound, hoping she’d be okay.
Once in his room with the door closed, he gently layed her down in his bed and sat on her bedside, his hand in hers, his right hand resting on the side of her face. He didn’t want to lose her, but in her state, he didn’t know if she could hear him or not, so all he could do was stay at her side and hope for her to fight like she always had for 500 years.
She didn’t know how long she was out, but when she woke up, she was in his bed with him on her bedside, one hand on the side of her face and another in her hand.
He gave a smile and she smiled back.
“You’re awake,” he greeted. “What has happened to you?”
He took his hands away and she slowly sat up, before telling him everything.
In the end, she lived and they got back together.
Million Reasons (Kalijah)
*Pennsylvania*
You’re giving me a million reasons to let you go
You’re giving me a million reasons to quit the show
You’re givin’ me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin’ me a million reasons
About a million reasons
If I had a highway, I would run for the hills
If you could find a dry way, I’d forever be still
But you’re giving me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin’ me a million reasons
About a million reasons
I bow down to pray
I try to make the worse seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I’ve got a hundred million reasons to walk away
It was a beautiful day, as Katherine and Elijah stood in front of each other in an alleyway.
“Is that what I am to you? A means of survival?” he needed to know.
“No. Of course you’re not a means of survival. You looked out for me when I had no one. You’ve given me a second chance now, when no one else will.” She rested a hand on the side of his face. “I love you. Elijah.” He turned his face away and she put her hand down. “You don’t believe me,” she realized.
“I want to,” he replied, looking at her. “It’s my disease. I just keep wanting to believe you, but how can I when, at every turn, you give me a reason to doubt you? I don’t know you. I don’t think I ever will.”
She watched, as he walked away, before catching up with him and putting a hand on his arm.
“Wait.”
He looked at her hand and then her a couple times.
She got the hint and let go.
“Goodbye, Katherine.”
She could only watch, as he left, knowing that she’d lost his trust in her.
*Night*
But baby, I just need one good one to stay
Head stuck in a cycle, I look off and I stare
It’s like that I’ve stopped breathing, but completely aware
‘Cause you’ve given me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Giving me a million reasons
About a million reasons
And if you say something that you might even mean
It’s hard to fathom which parts I should believe
‘Cause you’ve given me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin’ me a million reasons
About a million reasons
Elijah stood on a sidewalk, with her standing in front of him.
“What do you want?” he asked, clearly not interested in what she had to say.
“To tell you that you’re right. I’ve spent so much time running and lying just to survive, I—I’m starting to believe my own lies. I don’t even remember who I was when we first met. And I want to find out.”
“How do I know this isn’t another lie? Katherine Pierce deceiving yet another man,” he replied.
“Because I meant what I said about my feelings for you.” She took a little black box out of her purse. “And I’d like to think that you feel something for me, too.” She opened the box.
“You have the cure,” he stated.
“Yes. And I can shove this down Klaus’ throat and try to kill him, but even if I managed to do it, I’d lose you. And I don’t want that to happen.” She set the vial of the cure in his hand. “I need you to trust me. I want you to trust me. Just like I’m trusting you. You don’t owe me anything. I’m going to let you decide where we go from here.”
He watched her walk away, before looking down at the cure in his hand.
*Mystic Falls- Mikaelson Mansion*
I bow down to pray
I try to make the worse seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I’ve got a hundred million reasons to walk away
But baby, I just need one good one to stay
Aye-eee-ayeee-ay-ayyee
Elijah stood in front of her, hating that he was breaking her heart, yet again.
“Elijah, please. It’s our turn,” she pleaded.
“Katerina,” was all he could find to say.
He kissed her on the forehead and then was gone, following his family to New Orleans.
*Present- New Orleans*
Oh, baby I’m bleedin’, bleedin’
Aye-eee-ayeee-ay-ayyee
Can’t you give me what I’m needin’, needin’
Every heartbreak makes it hard to keep the faith
But baby, I just need one good one
Good one, good one, good one, good one, good one
When I bow to pray
I try to make the worse seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I’ve got a hundred million reasons to walk away
But baby, I just need one good one, good one
Tell me that you’ll be the good one, good one
Baby, I just need one good one to stay aye-eee-ayeee
It was a dismal night, as Elijah walked home after a few shots of Bourbon. He’d needed it after giving up on Klaus. He didn’t know what he’d do now that Klaus wasn’t in need of being saved. He’d spent too long looking out for his family. He didn’t know where to go or what to do.
He stopped in his tracks, smelling the familiar scents of Katerina, human, and quite a lot of blood. Then he followed the scent trail, all the while, wondering why she was in town.
Soon, he saw an injured and human Katerina in an alley, from afar. He immediately was at her side, where she lay on her back. He scanned her and, seeing an ascendant not far from her, knew that she’d come from a prison world.
“Katerina.” He rested gentle hands on either side of her head. “Can you hear me, Katerina?” he called, though he knew she’d lost a lot of blood. “Open your eyes if you can hear me, Katerina.”
He waited, but he didn’t get anything.
“Stay with me, Katerina. Please.”
He gently picked her up in his arms and blurred home.
Please, don’t leave me, Katerina, he thought.
Half an hour later, upon his request, Freya had healed her. He now sat on her bedside, waiting for her to awaken. He may have always acted calm, but when he’d nearly lost her…he’d never been so afraid of losing her before. He knew that if she was still willing, it was time for their own happiness. He knew now what he’d do, now that he wasn’t needed by his siblings.
In the end, he and Kat got back together, and went on their own journey.
You’re giving me a million reasons to let you go
You’re giving me a million reasons to quit the show
You’re givin’ me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin’ me a million reasons
About a million reasons
If I had a highway, I would run for the hills
If you could find a dry way, I’d forever be still
But you’re giving me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin’ me a million reasons
About a million reasons
I bow down to pray
I try to make the worse seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I’ve got a hundred million reasons to walk away
It was a beautiful day, as Katherine and Elijah stood in front of each other in an alleyway.
“Is that what I am to you? A means of survival?” he needed to know.
“No. Of course you’re not a means of survival. You looked out for me when I had no one. You’ve given me a second chance now, when no one else will.” She rested a hand on the side of his face. “I love you. Elijah.” He turned his face away and she put her hand down. “You don’t believe me,” she realized.
“I want to,” he replied, looking at her. “It’s my disease. I just keep wanting to believe you, but how can I when, at every turn, you give me a reason to doubt you? I don’t know you. I don’t think I ever will.”
She watched, as he walked away, before catching up with him and putting a hand on his arm.
“Wait.”
He looked at her hand and then her a couple times.
She got the hint and let go.
“Goodbye, Katherine.”
She could only watch, as he left, knowing that she’d lost his trust in her.
*Night*
But baby, I just need one good one to stay
Head stuck in a cycle, I look off and I stare
It’s like that I’ve stopped breathing, but completely aware
‘Cause you’ve given me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Giving me a million reasons
About a million reasons
And if you say something that you might even mean
It’s hard to fathom which parts I should believe
‘Cause you’ve given me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin’ me a million reasons
About a million reasons
Elijah stood on a sidewalk, with her standing in front of him.
“What do you want?” he asked, clearly not interested in what she had to say.
“To tell you that you’re right. I’ve spent so much time running and lying just to survive, I—I’m starting to believe my own lies. I don’t even remember who I was when we first met. And I want to find out.”
“How do I know this isn’t another lie? Katherine Pierce deceiving yet another man,” he replied.
“Because I meant what I said about my feelings for you.” She took a little black box out of her purse. “And I’d like to think that you feel something for me, too.” She opened the box.
“You have the cure,” he stated.
“Yes. And I can shove this down Klaus’ throat and try to kill him, but even if I managed to do it, I’d lose you. And I don’t want that to happen.” She set the vial of the cure in his hand. “I need you to trust me. I want you to trust me. Just like I’m trusting you. You don’t owe me anything. I’m going to let you decide where we go from here.”
He watched her walk away, before looking down at the cure in his hand.
*Mystic Falls- Mikaelson Mansion*
I bow down to pray
I try to make the worse seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I’ve got a hundred million reasons to walk away
But baby, I just need one good one to stay
Aye-eee-ayeee-ay-ayyee
Elijah stood in front of her, hating that he was breaking her heart, yet again.
“Elijah, please. It’s our turn,” she pleaded.
“Katerina,” was all he could find to say.
He kissed her on the forehead and then was gone, following his family to New Orleans.
*Present- New Orleans*
Oh, baby I’m bleedin’, bleedin’
Aye-eee-ayeee-ay-ayyee
Can’t you give me what I’m needin’, needin’
Every heartbreak makes it hard to keep the faith
But baby, I just need one good one
Good one, good one, good one, good one, good one
When I bow to pray
I try to make the worse seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I’ve got a hundred million reasons to walk away
But baby, I just need one good one, good one
Tell me that you’ll be the good one, good one
Baby, I just need one good one to stay aye-eee-ayeee
It was a dismal night, as Elijah walked home after a few shots of Bourbon. He’d needed it after giving up on Klaus. He didn’t know what he’d do now that Klaus wasn’t in need of being saved. He’d spent too long looking out for his family. He didn’t know where to go or what to do.
He stopped in his tracks, smelling the familiar scents of Katerina, human, and quite a lot of blood. Then he followed the scent trail, all the while, wondering why she was in town.
Soon, he saw an injured and human Katerina in an alley, from afar. He immediately was at her side, where she lay on her back. He scanned her and, seeing an ascendant not far from her, knew that she’d come from a prison world.
“Katerina.” He rested gentle hands on either side of her head. “Can you hear me, Katerina?” he called, though he knew she’d lost a lot of blood. “Open your eyes if you can hear me, Katerina.”
He waited, but he didn’t get anything.
“Stay with me, Katerina. Please.”
He gently picked her up in his arms and blurred home.
Please, don’t leave me, Katerina, he thought.
Half an hour later, upon his request, Freya had healed her. He now sat on her bedside, waiting for her to awaken. He may have always acted calm, but when he’d nearly lost her…he’d never been so afraid of losing her before. He knew that if she was still willing, it was time for their own happiness. He knew now what he’d do, now that he wasn’t needed by his siblings.
In the end, he and Kat got back together, and went on their own journey.
Together At Last
It was a dark night in New Orleans, as a very human Katherine Pierce walked towards the compound, not knowing what she’d be walking in on. She had just come from a prison world, so she wasn’t in the best shape. All she knew was that she needed Elijah, and she had heard that he needed her.
She stopped not far from the only bar in town, sensing a presence.
She turned around, only to see a lone and hungry vampire.
He grabbed her before she could do or say anything, sinking his fangs into the side of her neck. She was human, so she couldn’t fight, no matter how much she wanted to. She was too weak to do so. All she could do was hope for Elijah to rescue her before it was too late.
A few minutes later, Elijah finished his shot glass of bourbon and left the bar. And as soon as he stepped out, he smelled blood and saw a vampire drop a girl to the ground who he would know anywhere. He didn’t know how she had become a human, but he had to save her, no matter what.
Before the vampire could leave the scene, Elijah ripped his heart out and dropped it next to his body.
A moment later, Elijah was instantly knelt at her side. He then gently pulled her into his arms and bit his wrist, putting it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to save her.
“Come on, Katerina. Stay with me,” he begged. I won’t lose you. I can’t. Not like this, he thought, as he forced his blood down her throat and looked down at her pale face. Then, as he scanned the rest of her, he realized that she had been hurt before she had been attacked by that vampire.
A few minutes later, after her wounds had healed, he took his wrist away which instantly healed. He then gently put her arm around his shoulders and got to his feet with her in his arms, crook of arm supporting her head, right arm under her legs.
A moment later, he vanished from the scene with her, heading across the river where Marcel and his vampires lived at. He was too angry at Klaus to enter the compound or see Klaus ever again, so he was heading for Marcel and his friends’ place. Besides, if Klaus saw her, he’d most likely kill her as much as he hated her. Being across the river was the safest place from Klaus that she could be.
An hour later, he had layed her gently down on the couch and was now seated on the couch at her side, hoping she would be okay. She had to be okay or he would never forgive himself for leaving her, and never looking back and checking on her. No matter what, she was still his Katerina he would always love and care about. He needed her to wake up. They needed each other now more than ever before. Him to save her. Her to help him through his grief and despair.
He rested his right hand on top of her left on, making circles with his thumb. He then rested his free hand on her forehead and looked silently down at her.
Half an hour later, when she woke up, she realized that Elijah had saved her, and that he still cared about her, if not loved her.
She gave him a smile, and he smiled back at her.
“Thanks,” she said to him.
“You’re welcome. You worried me. I thought I lost you. What has happened to you, Katerina?”
She slowly sat up, still feeling weak, and he helped her. She then told him everything that had happened, starting the night of Elena’s graduation, and ending tonight when she had come from the prison world.
After she had finished, it made him even more angry at Klaus for not informing him of her dying of old age eight months ago. He also blamed himself for not checking on her to make sure she was okay.
“I’m so sorry, Katerina. If I had known—,” he started.
“I know. You would’ve done all you could to help and save me,” she replied, interrupting what he was going to say.
She smiled, letting him know that all was forgiven.
He smiled back, thankful that she had forgiven him.
They silently looked at each other, not knowing what else to say after not seeing each other for eight months. Then, it was such a moment between them, they suddenly were kissing, not knowing who started it or why they were kissing. It didn’t matter though, because they were still in love after everything they had been through together.
She stopped not far from the only bar in town, sensing a presence.
She turned around, only to see a lone and hungry vampire.
He grabbed her before she could do or say anything, sinking his fangs into the side of her neck. She was human, so she couldn’t fight, no matter how much she wanted to. She was too weak to do so. All she could do was hope for Elijah to rescue her before it was too late.
A few minutes later, Elijah finished his shot glass of bourbon and left the bar. And as soon as he stepped out, he smelled blood and saw a vampire drop a girl to the ground who he would know anywhere. He didn’t know how she had become a human, but he had to save her, no matter what.
Before the vampire could leave the scene, Elijah ripped his heart out and dropped it next to his body.
A moment later, Elijah was instantly knelt at her side. He then gently pulled her into his arms and bit his wrist, putting it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to save her.
“Come on, Katerina. Stay with me,” he begged. I won’t lose you. I can’t. Not like this, he thought, as he forced his blood down her throat and looked down at her pale face. Then, as he scanned the rest of her, he realized that she had been hurt before she had been attacked by that vampire.
A few minutes later, after her wounds had healed, he took his wrist away which instantly healed. He then gently put her arm around his shoulders and got to his feet with her in his arms, crook of arm supporting her head, right arm under her legs.
A moment later, he vanished from the scene with her, heading across the river where Marcel and his vampires lived at. He was too angry at Klaus to enter the compound or see Klaus ever again, so he was heading for Marcel and his friends’ place. Besides, if Klaus saw her, he’d most likely kill her as much as he hated her. Being across the river was the safest place from Klaus that she could be.
An hour later, he had layed her gently down on the couch and was now seated on the couch at her side, hoping she would be okay. She had to be okay or he would never forgive himself for leaving her, and never looking back and checking on her. No matter what, she was still his Katerina he would always love and care about. He needed her to wake up. They needed each other now more than ever before. Him to save her. Her to help him through his grief and despair.
He rested his right hand on top of her left on, making circles with his thumb. He then rested his free hand on her forehead and looked silently down at her.
Half an hour later, when she woke up, she realized that Elijah had saved her, and that he still cared about her, if not loved her.
She gave him a smile, and he smiled back at her.
“Thanks,” she said to him.
“You’re welcome. You worried me. I thought I lost you. What has happened to you, Katerina?”
She slowly sat up, still feeling weak, and he helped her. She then told him everything that had happened, starting the night of Elena’s graduation, and ending tonight when she had come from the prison world.
After she had finished, it made him even more angry at Klaus for not informing him of her dying of old age eight months ago. He also blamed himself for not checking on her to make sure she was okay.
“I’m so sorry, Katerina. If I had known—,” he started.
“I know. You would’ve done all you could to help and save me,” she replied, interrupting what he was going to say.
She smiled, letting him know that all was forgiven.
He smiled back, thankful that she had forgiven him.
They silently looked at each other, not knowing what else to say after not seeing each other for eight months. Then, it was such a moment between them, they suddenly were kissing, not knowing who started it or why they were kissing. It didn’t matter though, because they were still in love after everything they had been through together.