It's Been a Long, Long Time (tvd)

Chapter 20: Ding Dong, the Witch is Dead!

After watching Dead Poets Society and Mama Mia!, Damon and I say goodnight to each other and retire to our rooms. I'm not at all tired, so I'm sitting in a comfy armchair in my room, sipping on some tea I made, and reading one of my grimoires.

Yes, I'm not a witch, but magic has always fascinated me. I love learning about spells and how they're made, what ingredients represent different things, and the amount of power a witch would need. I've collected grimoires from all over the world. I search abandoned houses that used to be occupied by witches and find some cool artifacts. I always ask permission to take them and typically it is a yes.

My phone buzzes and I take it out of my pocket to see a notification from Elijah. "We have killed her. Thank you again," it read.

"Of course. Like I said, I care about you :)" I type.

"Are you up for a small outing right now?" He asks.

"Sure," I respond.

In no more than 10 seconds, Elijah is in my room. "Ready?" He questions, holding his arms out for me so he could speed us wherever we're going. I nod and he picks me up. My legs instinctively wrap around his waist.

It takes a minute, but we arrive at the small remains of a structure in the middle of the woods. Elijah continues to carry me as he stomps on the ground and a hole appears which he jumps down.

"Where are we?" I ask.

"The caves I used to play in as a boy," he explains. "These are also the caves where we would stay to protect ourselves from the wolves on the full moon." He jumps back up and returns seconds later with a lantern that lights up the caves.

"Can we explore?" I ask eagerly.

He chuckles and nods. "Yes, let's go."

We walk for 20 minutes before coming across a small alcove with the drawings that I had seen pictures of when we learned the real story of Esther's death. "Here," I direct his attention to the small area of the cave. "Vampires can't enter, but you guys carved your names there, correct?"

"Wow. Yes, the names were carved by us, but the other symbols were not..." he trails off and seemingly tries to figure out what the drawings mean.

I take a small picture of the cave carvings. "We should probably get back," I say, looking at the time.

"Yes, you're probably right."

We walk back to the "entrance" and Elijah picks me up once again and takes me home. When we get back, he says goodbye and I return the farewell. I send the photo of the carvings to Rebekah. I just thought she would want to see the full markings, I didn't really think much about it though.

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I walk into the Mikaelson mansion two days after they killed Esther.

"Rebekah?" I call out.

"Hello, love. To what do we owe the pleasure?" Klaus says walking in.

"I haven't seen either of you in two days. After everything that has happened, I wanted to see how you all are dealing with it," I explain.

"Well, we figured out that there is more white oak," Rebekah says angrily as she descends the stairs. "It's thanks to your photo you sent that we know."

"I can help try to locate it if you want?" I offer.

"That would be great, love."

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After Bekah and I watched the bridge go up in flames, we went back to the Mikaelson residence.

"Come on," I say quietly to Rebekah as we walk up the stairs. I squeeze her hand in comfort as we enter her room. "Let's just get changed into pajamas and have a calm night, alright?"