From another World, meeting you

What kind of feelings do they feel for each other?

Ella POV:

I straightened up carefully and left the bathroom as quietly as I could, I tried not to wake Elijah as I swung my legs into bed. The wound still hurt extremely, but I couldn't and didn't want to be a burden. He had already given up so much for me, I couldn't and didn't want him to do more for me. He had flown to the Netherlands and I would probably have died now if he hadn't come. But I couldn't ask him to take care of me.

I had managed to pull the blanket over my legs without making noises when I felt a hand on my, "You must not move too much, otherwise the wound will tear again" I stopped Elijah saying close to my ear, his warm breath swiping my skin and chasing a shiver over my back. Goosebumps formed on my skin and I felt him pulling up the ceiling.

"Try to sleep a little bit" he advised me, while he let himself sink again next to me, his presence was reassuring and yet I felt guilty because I had stopped him from sleeping again, even if he was a vampire, he certainly needed sleep.

But before I could formulate anything, I was overwhelmed by sleep and received by soothing darkness.

The next morning, I was awakened by light, Elijah was no longer lying next to me, but I heard him talking to someone on the phone. Carefully I straightened up, the memory of how close he had been to me last night, his breath as he was painted over my skin. The closeness had felt so natural, although my mind told me the opposite.
But it wasn't the first time he had been so close to me when I had to decide whether to seal the tape with him, he had held me while he was drinking from me and when I had to drinkhis blood.

But Elijah didn't often come as close as if he wanted to avoid contact or because he realized that it quickly became too much for me. "Good morning" greeted me, who had just mastered my thoughts. He sat down with me and looked tense, had something happened at home?

"I'd like to discuss something with you," he said in a conversation, pointing his buttons at his shirt, a movement I'd often seen when he was nervous.

When I didn't answer, he kept saying he was going to fly back to New Orleans, but he wanted to let me decide whether or not i wanted to go with him. "I want to be sure that if you physically survive a flight, you should decide to go back to New Orleans with me," Elijah concluded his little talk, looking at me.

"I don't want you to feel obliged, you should make this decision for you, which is best foryou," he added, standing up, Elijah would do a few errands, breakfast was already ready, and he would be back within half an hour.

Elijah left the hotel room and left me alone with my thought and a decision I had to make. I didn't have anyone here and certainly no family to call my own, let alone friends, but in New Orleans I was just Elijah's companion, his little angel as Klaus liked to call me, I had no reason to stay in both places.

What was I to do?

The answer came in the form of an email and it was from Rebekah.

°Hello Ella,

I don't know if this email will reach you, since you haven't answered your phone or my text messages.

I know Elijah has probably found you by now and then his wound should finally be healed, but that's why I'm not writing to you.

I wanted to ask you to come back with my brother, since you entered his life, he has changed, I have experienced him more relaxed, even if the soul-eater has presented a danger.

You have enriched our family, even Nik misses you, even if he does not admit it, so he misses you and we all want you to come back, even if you are not Mikaelson and have no ties to us other than your connection to my brother, we consider you as part of our family. I would like to get to know you better and maybe we can even become friends.