Them Dang Imagines

Y/N: Are you sure you wouldn't be out somewhere... I don't know re-living the good old days with Damon right now? Drinking and feeding you way around town?

Summary: You finally come face to face with your father, Elijah Mikaelson, who doesn’t know who you are

Word Count: 850

You were the daughter of  Elijah Mikaelson, the noblest of the Mikaelson family as you understood it. It was as unknown to you as it was to most that a vampire should be able to procreate, but you are.

Your mother always protected you, you were a witch and when you were younger held particularly powerful and often volatile magic. She also made sure to protect your identity, she always claimed to be unaware of who your father truly was, and you had always held the opinion that if he had never made the effort to come and see you, then he wasn't worth knowing. Whenever you told people you weren't 100% sure who your father was, you always laughed it off, as if it were some kind of Mama Mia! Situations. But in reality, your father was Elijah Mikaelson, a fact your mother did not reveal until on her deathbed. Once your mother had died, you felt a burning desire to find out your true heritage, perhaps it was the witch in you which so often desired to connect to your ancestral well which finally gave you the push to find your father.

You found multiple vampires, werewolves, and witches on your journey to find your father who helped you track him down to Mystic Falls, making your way into the social circle that revolved around Elena Gilbert whilst you were there, as close as you became, you never revealed to any of your friends your parentage. The search for your father has become somewhat tabled as you searched for a way to save Elena’s life as Klaus Mikaelson, your uncle sought to kill her for reasons unbeknownst to you. One day you receive a call from Stefan Salvatore informing you that Elena had been kidnapped and naturally you raced to her aid.

You did a locator spell and found out that Elena was being kept at some secluded location. When you arrived you found out that the person who was holding her captive was none other than Elijah Mikaelson, your father. You burst your way through the locked door and knocked out two of your father's vampire lackeys, a man and a woman with a snap of your fingers, however as you came face to face with your father you stopped dead. All pretences dropped. This was the moment you had waited so long for, you had never imagined it anything like this. As your eyes met Elijah’s he spoke softly

‘And who might you be?’ Elijah smiled chivalrously, his tone somewhere between faux warmth and arrogance, as you looked past Elena you saw Elena and smiled at her reassuringly

‘Thats not important, what it is that I’m here for Elena, and she will be leaving with me.’ You had to summon up all of your confidence to speak to Elijah. As you examined him you saw that there were many similarities between the two of you, especially your eyes, you obviously had your father's eyes. You returned Elijah’s smile and for a moment you thought you saw his pretence drop, thinking perhaps, considering who you truly were, did he know?  Though he collected his act as quickly as it had faltered.

‘I’m afraid that is not how I had intended this evening to go’ Elijah said as he strode toward you, you should have used your magic, you knew you should, however, you couldn't bring yourself to cause any harm to your father. He had you cornered, though he didn't lay a had on you before he could touch you his expression had changed again, his eyes staring into yours, examining them.

‘It cant be’ He had realised.

‘Clearly, it can’ You replied, the hint of a smile tugging at your lips, you had forgotten Elena and the urgency of the situation in the heat of meeting your father for the first time. That was until you heard her shuffling around you, in an attempt to escape. Elijah grabbed her by the arm at the sound of her movements, though his eyes did not leave yours.

‘But you can't be my child. Vampires cannot procreate, but your eyes.’ Elijah wondered aloud.

‘I know. But somehow it’s possible. My name is Y/N Y/L/N  my mums was Vanessa Y/L/N, I don't know if you remember her but she was a witch. She told me about you shortly before her death and I was looking for you for a while, that is until I met Elena, and became close friends with her. Which is why I’m here. I can't let you hurt my friends, no matter who you are. And I gave Stefan my word that I would help return her safely’ You spoke as honestly as possible, in an attempt to for Elijah to believe you, which must have been the case, as he released Elena, and walked across the room retrieving piece of paper and a pen, handing you the item when he was finished with it.

You had been a friend of the Mikaelson for quite some time, meeting them when they moved back to New Orleans, you worked in a bar that the family took a particular linking too, Rousseau’s. Whilst it was fair to say all of the Mikaelson’s considered you a friend, and you held the same sentiment, it was clear to you that there was one Mikaelson whose company you enjoyed above the others. Elijah Mikaelson.

As it became clear the Mikaelsons would be moving into New Orleans for the foreseeable future, you began to see more and more of Elijah Mikaelson at your bar, always ordering the same brand of bourbon, and heading to play the piano until last call was announced, leaving before you got a chance to talk to him. That is until one night when Elijah stayed around, waiting outside Rousseau’s until you locked up, startling you as he spoke. This was how your love affair began, although as close as the two of you became, Elijah always withheld himself from letting himself fall in love with you, never making anything official and remaining somewhat reserved even in your most intimate moments. You believed this was because Elijah did not truly love you, however, this was not the case, the truth was Elijah was deeply in love with you but believed that by distancing himself he would be able to keep you safe.

This is why when you were badly injured as a result of your involvement with the Mikaelson family Elijah was beside himself, believing it was his own fault you were injured, and for that, he would never forgive himself. For a time Elijah maintained that he would not visit you in hospital, however, when Rebekah returned from visiting you speaking of the nightmares you were having about the destruction of the Mikaelson, and about Elijah’s torment, he decided it was best he visit you, in an attempt to comfort you. From this moment on Elijah didn’t leave your bedside, making idle conversation with you, exchanging smiles despite your situation and holding your hand as you slept, squeezing it gently when it was clear you were having a nightmare, which almost always helped them subside. Though despite all of the time Elijah had spent by your bedside, it was clear your condition was not improving, quite the opposite in fact, and much as the Mikaelsons’, Klaus, in particular, attempted to force the issue you refused to drink vampire blood due to your fear of becoming a vampire yourself. 

However, after you had been in the hospital for over a week, your body slowly worsening over time you suddenly crashed, your heart rate had plummeted, it was clear that despite the medics best efforts, it was going to take more than medicine to bring you back. It was at this moment Elijah had compelled the doctor attending to you to leave the room and without as much as a thought as to how you may feel about it, bit into his wrist and began feeding you his blood. You regained consciousness moments later, finding yourself in Elijah’s arms. While conscious, you found yourself unable to speak, you were unsure if this was as a result of shock, or because of the blood running down your throat. As you looked up at Elijah you saw the tears visible in his eyes as he gazed down at you. What felt like an eternity later, you finally gained the strength to speak.

‘You saved me.’ You uttered, your voice still raspy from the exhaustion of your ideal. 

‘Yes Y/N, and I am truly sorry I did not head your wishes regarding feeding you my blood, but you were moments from death, and, well, I couldn’t lose you.’ 

‘I didn’t know you cared for me Elijah, I thought that’s why you were so cold with me half the time.’ You questioned. 

‘No, Y/N, I kept myself away from you because I foolishly believed that I could keep you safe if you stayed away from me, I understand know how wrong I was, and how difficult it was to be away from you because I love you Y/N. I love you with all of my heart.’ Elijah spoke honestly, at which a smile spread across your face, at last, you spoke once more.

Summary: The Mystic falls gang want you to distract Klaus but you find yourself unable to

Word Count: 850

Stefan texted you an hour ago, telling you he needed you in the woods by the boarding house as soon as possible, ordinarily you wouldn't have thought much of a text like this, but considering the current climate in Mystic Falls at the moment, the Mikaeosn family moving in had everyone on edge and you thought it best to make sure you got down to the woods at Stefan’s request. As you arrived you saw your friends were already here, Stefan, Damon, Elena, Caroline, and Matt were already there. Damon was the first to acknowledge you, equipped with his usual sarcasm.

‘Nice of you to show up, Y/N. It’s not like we’re not trying to kill an original vampire or anything.’

'Very funny, Damon, I came as soon as I got Stefan's text!' you snapped back.

‘Well, it wasn't quick enough.’ The sarcasm had faded, exchanged for a tone of urgency, however in his next breath, his sarcasm continued ‘We found some more white oak. Long story. Wait for the movie.’

“Hang on. White oak? You have a weapon that can kill Klaus?” Elena asked.

“Nope. We all have a weapon.” Stefan threw a bag of white oak stakes in front of you.

After Stefan and Damon had told you all the plan, they came to the final point. ‘All we need to do is keep Klaus occupied, and most importantly, separate from any of his siblings - particularly if we’re about to drive a stake through them. On that account, Y/N, you can do the honours’ Damon stated.

The group all looked in your direction with great expectation, you didn't particularly like the idea of acting as a decoy for Klaus, as he had quite the soft spot for you, and having seen another, gentler side of him, you had fallen for the original. However, you knew your friend was in danger, and you didn't see a way around it, so reluctantly you agreed to carry out your role.

You headed to the Mystic Grill alone that night, and lone behold there he was, Klaus, sat at the bar with his brother Kol, who had his eye on Caroline from across the bar who had just spotted you and was heading your way. Fantastic. No chance of slipping away unseen Caroline had approached you and you knew exactly what she was about to say.

‘Now’s our change Y/N, I’ll let the others know, you take care of him until we’re ready’ she said discreetly and with great urgency.

You knew what the plan would be immediate, the get Kol out of the picture before Klaus. Two birds one stone as it were. You approached the bar with great hesitation, meeting Klaus’ eye as you placed one hand on the bar.

‘Y/N, what can I do for you, love?’ He asked

‘Actually Klaus I was wondering if I could have a word’

‘Absolutley, I’ll get you a drink, Kol, if you wouldn't mind’

After a little protest, Kol had left the two of you alone, this was it, all you had to do was keep him here, distracted long enough for one of the boys to corner Kol. Simple. But as Klaus spoke once more your head was swimming with thoughts of reluctance and fear, not for yourself,  but for the two Mikaelsons, you were helping to kill tonight.

‘So, what brings you to the original, hybrid monster. That is what they're calling me these days isn't it?’ He joked.

You hesitated, looking first at your phone for any sign the deed had been done, and then staring into your drink, searching it for answers, should you tell Klaus? It appeared it didn't matter, Klaus was one step ahead of you.

‘Love, I think you’re beautiful, and truth be told I fancy you, however, if I find out you are here as a distraction, I will have to find myself setting my affections for you aside, as I’m sure you can understand the consequences for anyone trying to harm me or my family would be catastrophic.’ He spoke plainly and directly, filling you with fear as he spoke.

‘Actually. I am.’ You peered into Klaus’ eyes before looking back into your drink, his eyes were filled with anger, you continued quickly. ‘You see, the Salvatores,y they're hellbent on killing you and your siblings. They're after Kol now, and I can't honestly say I’m sure why I'm telling you this but I am. They’re trying to kill you Klaus, and they have the means to.’

‘Why are you telling me this?’ Klaus asked you, a look for foreboding painted across his face.

‘Becuase I know what you've done, but you can't just be pure evil, but it doesn't matter anyway, now I've told you the Salvatores will be livid, and I’m worried about what Damon may do.’ You spoke honestly.

Kol: Are you sure you want this Y/N?

Y/N: You don't want to do it, do you? 

Kol: Y/N, I would like nothing more on this earth than to share the rest of my eternal life with you, Y/N, however, I want you to be aware of what’s in store for you, your emotions will become incredibly heightened and the bloodlust is excruciating yo begin with, the first few years will be hard. But if this is what you truly desire, Y/N, it would be my honour to spend the rest of my life with you.

Y/N: I know it won’t be easy, but you’ll be with me, to help me through it, to support me. I love you, Kol, and I never want to have to leave you.

With this, Kol smiled and kissed you softly, before biting his wrist and offering it up for you to take. You drank from his wrist, grimacing as you tasted the rust-like substance dancing on your taste buds. As you took Kol’s wrist away from your mouth, you took his hand and squeezed lightly, signalling that you were ready. With this Kol kissed your forehead. 

Klaus Mikaelson

Klaus would absolutely take you to his favourite jazz hole, where you would drink, dance and of course listen to him enthuse about jazz, the music which infused the very best time of his life, the 1920’s. Klaus would be much sweeter than you anticipated, he would be incrediblely attentive, ensuring you were comfortable and having a good time throughout your date. Even Klaus was surprised by the extent to which he was able to relax around you, he found being around you to have a calming effect on himself and he found it easy to let go of the anger and paranoia he experienced in his every day life. He didn’t know exactly why, but all he knew was after this first date he knew he wanted to spend more time with you.

Elijah Mikaelson

Elijah would take you to an incredibly suave resteraunt where you he would ensure you ate and drank only the very best. Elijah, ever the gentleman would attend to your every need throughout the date, however what you enjoyed the most were your conversations. Elijah would take an interest in you and your life that you had never experienced before, he would encourage you to tell stories from your childhood and would spend the majority of the date trying to find out as much about you as possible. He would also spend the date making romantic gestures, three quarters of the way thought the date he would take your hand over the table and as he looked into your eyes Elijah would already know he was falling in love with you, finding love was so rare even in Elijahs thousand years so he knew that he would never let you go.

Kol Mikaelson

Kol would want to yeat your sense for adventure making any attempt to get your adrenaline going l. As such he would pick you up on a motorbike. Smirking at you as he revealed the plan for your date, testing you to see if you could keep up with his antics, which of course you could. However, after this early test of your mettle, you would arrive at the most beautiful beach front you had ever seen, the beach would have no one around exept for the two of you, and a table for the both of you to enjoy a meal, where you could listen to Kols stories about when he was a witch, before he was a vampire, which was in fact his favourite part of his life and the two of you would exchange stories until you watched the sunset together laid on the beach, hand in hand. Kol would have demonstrated every side of him on this date, the daring, adventurous side of him which was so often his most dominant personality trait, but also the vulnerability of his true self. You knew that with him showing you every side of himself the two of you would have something special.

Rebekah Mikaelson

Rebekah, who above all of her siblings longed to be human, would want to keep your date as low key as possible in order for the two of you to spend time with each other, with no distractions. Therefore, Tebekah would simply have you over for a movie night where the two of you would drink wine and talk for hours about your lives. Rebekah would tell you about how secretly, she longed to be human, though she would never wish to leave her siblings, explaining to you the always and forever bind that existed between her and her brothers. The two of you would talk through several films before finally settling down to watch one, as the two of you concentrated on the film, Rebekah would have you lay stretched across the couch, your head on her legs and she combed her hand through your hair. Rebekah longed for this level of intimacy, not always sexual intimacy, but romantic intimacy which is why she was always so quick to fall in love, and being with you was no exeption.

Freya Mikaelson

Freya would take you to her favourite bar (probably Rousseau’s) where the two of you would speak of more or less trivial things while you drank, sang and danced until when at last call, the two of you would stumble back to the Mikaelson home, and collapse on the couch, Freya’s head resting on your shoulder, your fingers interlocked. As the two of you sobered up Freya would begin to tell you about her insecurities, the pain she had andured over the last thousand years and you would listen, intrigued to find out as much as you can about the most mysterious of the Mikaelson children. Freya, of all the Mikaelsons had the hardest time opening up to peipl about her fears and her pain, and needed above all else, someone to listen to and understand her, whist loving her unconditionally, it was clear early on that Freya knew this would be you.