CHAPTER FOURTEEN

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My book is inspired by The Originals, with slight bits of The Vampire Diaries. Watching both shows will probably be the best in order to understand the story.

All rights go to the creator Julie Plec and both her shows (The Originals/The Vampire Diaries). I own nothing but the characters that have come from my own imagination.

Original Characters do not belong to me.

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Un-thinkable (I'm Ready) Alicia Keys

You give me a feeling that I never felt before

And I deserve it, I think I deserve it

It's becoming something that's impossible to ignore

And I can't take it

I was wondering maybe

Could I make you my baby?

If we do the un-thinkable

Would it make us look crazy?

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"So, what's the plan Elijah? Because you have been stalling your brother all hours of the night, keeping him from Rebekah for as long as possible

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"So, what's the plan Elijah? Because you have been stalling your brother all hours of the night, keeping him from Rebekah for as long as possible... but how can you keep this up?"

The fresh morning light peeked from between my curtains as I was currently hopping inside a pair of skinny jeans, only a lacy bra covering my naked torso.

My phone was resting right side up on my nightstand, Elijah on the other line. I had finally got a hold of him... after getting back to the Abattoir last night, blowing up his phone, despite knowing he was too busy dealing with Klaus.

"Me of all people know how much my brother won't back down to something he believes so strongly about. And this justice he thinks he deserves... he will gladly see Rebekah to revenge, to which I will do everything in my power to make sure that doesn't happen." He sighed. "No matter how long we have to stay in this damn cemetery."

I pushed the button through the loop of my jeans, walking over to my closet, to look for a top. "Elijah, as much as I believe in your strength, you can't keep this up for too long. You said it yourself, Klaus won't quit. I'm surprised that you even have time to talk on the phone with me... where is Klaus?"

A deep chuckle filled my room, making me feel warm inside.

"Leaning against one of the tombs, sulking. I've received about ten cold stares within the past five minutes."

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