𝐼𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝑒𝓅𝒾𝒸

“It’s just a sore neck, I’ll be fine.” 

“No, I’m not jealous. I just want to make sure you won’t hurt him.” Elena was more than livid the way Rebekah was treating her. Granted she was an original vampire, but that didn’t give her a welcome invitation to be a bitch. “I know that, Rebekah. It isn’t hard to believe, you’re like him, you’re not unattractive, it isn’t hard. I am not cosying up to Damon, I am always there for Stefan.” 

She understood the anger, the rage, all the pain that was building up inside all of them. Only a few years ago, Elena was dating Matt, there was no idea about doppelgangers, vampires, werewolves, and now it controlled and ruled their lives. Determined whether or not they were going to survive the following day. Elena felt it too, and she hated it, more than anything.  “I don’t know Ty. I just want to stake him without you all dying on us. None of us could cope if we lost the group of you at once. There has to be some way to curse him, like those stakes do to other originals. Maybe it could work on him? Klaus will not win. We will take Mystic Falls back Ty, I promise.” 

“When it involves Stefan, yeah, it becomes my business.” Elena wasn’t frightened of Rebekah, she had lost so much strength so that if she was to be killed by a Mikaelson, she wouldn’t entirely care. “I am not stupid, it may not be an invitation, but I’m not going to stop until I get my answers. What do you want with Stefan?” 

She laughed alongside him, something they only both did on an occasion. Between his brooding, her grieving, happiness was a rare emotion but when expressed, it made everything better. She loved the hero haired vampire that she was walking hand in hand with, swinging their joint arms back and forth as she laid her head on his shoulder before nudging him gently. “Something could bite me. Or haunt me for the rest of my life for disturbing them...” 

She felt the exact same way, a number of times she had thought about the killing of an Original Vampire before they found out about their sire lines dying alongside them, it stopped all plans in motion to kill Klaus. Elena had been in Tyler’s position, the pulling of the hair, the getting angry and frustrated, she had gotten it all out, but now it was Tyler’s turn.  “And you think I do, Tyler?” Her voice was soft, gentle, she didn't want to aggravate him even further, pull on his strings until he calmed down. “We are all unsafe, we could all die, but I don’t think to kill Klaus is the answer.  We might have to use Bonnie or something, magic might help us.” 

Unknowingly to her, Stefan understood what she felt more than she did, he knew in her heart that Damon was there too, even if the brunette didn’t open herself up to those emotions, they were still there. Stefan knew it, but she was thankful that there was no pushing it. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his torso, her head on his chest as she smiled against his body. “It’s okay, I get that you’re worried, but there is nothing for you to worry about, Stefan. Now come on, let’s get out of here.”

Elena was stuck for how to help her little brother. All she wanted to do was stay close to him, help him in any possible way but they were kind of stuck. They were in a small town with not a lot of people who’d show their true colours, she never wanted her brother to be unhappy but right now, he seemed to be in a pretty big slump due to this. “I don’t know Jeremy, I just want to help you. You deserve to be happy and I wish I could make this better and easier for you.” 

Her hands moved to cover his, she slowly moved his hands down to her chest, laying them on her heart, letting the beat travel through to his palms, proving that she wasn’t lying through her teeth.  “I love you, Stefan Salvatore, not your brother. I might like him in some ways, but I could never love him, Stefan. He’s done too much damage, you on the other hand... you are the one I am in love with.”

“Yeah, if you think I’m weak or that I can’t do this then teach me, and I will prove you wrong. I’m a quick study.” 

Elena clicked her head to the side, gesturing for the brunette male to follow her as she stuck a hand out to the side. “I’m Elena, I don’t think I introduced myself, Elena Gilbert, founding family member and you will meet a lot of us.” She chuckled softly as she rounded the corner, the dimly lit MYSTIC GRILL sign in lights as she moved closer towards the door. “I know if I was new, I’d want someone to help me out. They have really good burgers here.”

“I’m more willing to die than have you guys on the line for me. Caroline, it isn’t about your watch, it’s my life, I make the decisions. Not. You.”