Their savior (Klaus, Kol, Finn and Elijah mikaelson)

Chapter 11

Third person pov

"Is this some kind of joke? There is no why that Harper is in Northern Virginia in 1001 A.D" Elena Gilbert said in disbelief as she looked at the four Mikealson brothers that were standing on her porch, with Klaus holding an unconscious Harper in his arms.

"I'm afraid it is true. It seems our mother found a way to send Harper back to the time when we first become vampires. We think it is because she wants to break the bond that we have with your cousin to make us suffer for her wrong doing" Elijah explained. He tried to keep his voice as steady as possible but all he wanted to do was take Harper from Klaus's arms and watch over her till she woke up.

"And this 'bond'? What does that mean?" Elena demanded as she crossed her arms.

"Harper is our mate. Soulmate" Klaus answered, but never took his eyes off Harper.

"Soulmate. . . You have to be joking. There is no why that Harper would choose to be with any of you. She knows what you have done. She would never choose you over me"

Damon and Stefan, who had been watching the entire thing from inside Elena's house, decided to step in.

"Elena, it is true. Rebekah told us when we went to find Harper after the ball. We told you she was with her friend but we took her back to them. Separating mates can have a big impact on a person's health" Damon explained. Elena turned to look at him with a shocked look.

Her face suddenly turned angry and annoyed as she turned back to the Mickelson's. "If what you are saying is true then you can deal with it yourself. If she chose you over this family then she is no family of mine" Elena ended the sentence by slamming the door in the brothers faces.

"What do we do?" Kol asked no one in particular.

"We find a witch strong enough to break this spell and bring our mate home" Klaus said as he turned and walked back to his car with his brothers following.

Harper's pov

"1001? Like 1001 A.D?" I timidly asked the lady.

"Yes. . . Are you sure you are alright?" She asked.

"Yes, i-" I started but was then cut off by someone calling my name.

"Lady Harper, there you are" a man ran up to us. He was dressed in a long read shirt that went to his mid-thigh. A belt around his waist, black trousers and black shoes. He had long brown hair that was tied back at the nape of his neck. He had handsome facial features and gorgeous hazel eyes.

"Do I know you?" I asked as the man stopped a few feet away. He gave me a confused look.

"My lady? It is me, Lucien. Are you feeling ok? What happened to your clothes? And who is this girl?"

"I'm sorry, I seem to have fallen and hit my head and I'm having trouble remembering somethings. She is the person that found me and my clothes. . . I woke up in this" I explained.

"I have some clothes you can have. They were my sisters, she is about your size" the women offered.

"Thank you. .  ." I stopped.

"Regina, my name is Regina"

"Thank you Regina"

Regina lead the way to her house as I walked beside Lucien.

"Lucien, how long have you know me?"

"Since we were children, my lady"

"So then you know a lot about me?" He nodded. "Good, you are going to have to try and help me with my memories"

"I think that would be a wise idea my lady, your father would not be happy about you returning home with no memory. Your brother would be outraged" he said in a rather scared tone.

"Let's start with that. Who is my family and where do I live?" I asked. I figured I would start with the most important thing first.

"You were born in Southern France. You are the youngest child of the Count De Martel and the younger sister to the Lord Tristan and Lady Aurora"