Like a cockroach, Always Survives

2. Elijah Mikaelson | Time

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650 years ago...

"You are breathtaking, my love." You played with the wet long strands of brown hair the love of your life possessed.

"You surely are speaking of your own attributes, 'Lijah." You smiled as you dragged your finger down his chest, through his patch of brown hair. He grabbed your finger softly and brought it to his lips. Your eyes met his, enamored with his brown eyes and long lashes.

"Don't you dare degrade this face," He dragged your finger to your own cheek. "this heart, soul," The finger glided down just above your naked chest. "Or this body." He released your finger and pulled you against his naked flesh in the bathtub you both currently resided in.

"Well then..." You batted your eyes at him before pressing a kiss to his plump lips. "Thank you kindly." You lowered yourself onto his member, letting a moan out directly into his eardrums.

"No...thank you." He grumbled as he began moving your waist rashly.

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"I will come back." You held Elijah's hands tightly in yours as you stood in the doorway of his brick home.

"I can't live without you." You heart panged with the feeling of guilt. You bit your lip as you released his hands and waved a hand over his face.

"You can...and you will. I have to go help my coven first...hopefully I will find you again, Elijah Mikaelson." Elijah's eyes widened, probably realizing that now under your power, he could not move.

"But I love you." Your eyes filled quickly and his did the same.

"And I love you, so much. You'll be mobile by the time Niklaus returns tonight...don't try to find me, because you won't succeed. I will find you." You wiped your tears and turned to walk out of his life.

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The present...

"Now, if I were 1,000 years old...where would I be?" You studied properties under the aliases your contacts gave you that may point you in the correct direction.

"Ma'am, may I ask what you're looking for?" You internally rolled your eyes. You probably shouldn't have picked a bar top to bring your computer to, but you really needed some wine. You grabbed your glass and took another sip of wine.

"A man from my past, you probably wouldn't know him." You waved her off and continued scrolling. The blonde smirked and raised her brows.

"Try me, I'm pretty good with names around here." You huffed, shrugged, and took another drink.

"Mikaelson. Elijah Mikaelson." Her eyes immediately widened and you knew you'd struck gold. "You have to help me, uh, uh..." You looked at her name tag. "Camille!"

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"So you know Niklaus?" You asked as you walked around the corner with this Camille. She nodded and tucked some hair behind her ear.

"Klaus, I'm his therapist, mostly." You gave her a smirk and shook your head.

"Finds comfort in your body? He always had a soft spot for blondes." She blushed slightly.

"I do help him though, I swear." You could tell she wasn't lying. Niklaus was never one to open up, especially to a female human. Odd.

"I believe you." She stopped in front of a large building and pointed.

"Here's our stop." You raised a brow. You hadn't seen this under your listings you had been referenced to. You'd have to give aneurysms later.

"Camille...you don't know how much-"