NOTHING CHANGES | e. mikaelson

20

New Orleans, 1887

Arabella woke up in her room, a strong arm around her, holding her in place. When she tried to get up the grip around her tightened so she bent down a presses a gentle kiss to his cheek "I need to get up 'lijah" she told her husband "and so do you"

She went to get up but once again she was pulled down, she head softly hitting the firm chest of Elijah "or we can just say here" he suggested "it's sounds a lot better than spending the day with my brother and Marcel"

Arabella lifted her head and gave him a peck of the lips, he didn't think that was enough so he leaned in, crashing his lips onto hers until she pulled away, patting his chest "later" she said and got out of the bed, walking to the wardrobe

A moment later she walked out in a dress that Elijah had gotten her for their anniversary, along with a necklace and matching bracelet that was sitting on her dressing table.

"Get up Elijah" she demanded "we have a lot of things we need to do today" Arabella told him as she tried and struggled to clasp the necklace

"The only thing I need to do it you" Elijah said, earning a disgust look from Arabella, he got up and gently taking the necklace from her hand and pushing her hair to the side, putting the necklace on then softly kissing her shoulder, then the side of her head

Arabella turned around to face him, putting her arms around his neck kissing his lips sweetly, their kiss was stopped as their bedroom door was thrown open and a girl with blonde messy hair stepped in wearing a dress that look about 50 years old

Elijah looked at her in shook "Rebekah"

She smiled slightly "Hello brother" she said, a British accent laced in her voice, it was then that she noticed the girl wrapped around her brother and looked her up and down "and who would you be?"

Arabella looked at her surprised, Elijah had told her that he had a sister and tow other brothers that Klaus had daggered, but she didn't think she would be meeting any of them anytime soon

Elijah grabbed her hand and stepped towards his sister "Rebekah, this is Arabella, she's my wife"

Rebekah's jaw dropped "You got married and I wasn't there?!" She exclaimed "you could've undaggered me!"

"Do you think Niklaus would've agreed to that?" Elijah asked

"You could've asked nicely" she complained, upset that she missed her brothers wedding, she looked at Arabella "I've always wanted a sister"

"So have I" Arabella agreed

Elijah looked between the two, wanting his wife and sister to get along he suggested "Why don't you two spend the day together, get to know each other"

"Excellent!" Rebekah exclaimed "I'll be waiting downstairs"

Arabella turned to Elijah "You think this is a good idea?"

"I think that you two would get alone quite nicely" Elijah told her, putting on his shirt that Rebekah didn't mention was missing

"But-" she paused, looking down "what if she doesn't like me?"

Elijah gently placed his hands on her cheeks, making her look at him "She'll love you" he kisses her forehead softly "I promise my love"

-

Rebekah and Arabella had spent the entire day together and, as it turns out, Elijah was right, Rebekah loved Arabella and Arabella loved her. They got along like they had known each other their whole lives, like they really were sisters

They were now sat in the living room, sharing a bottle of bourbon, something they discovered they both liked, when Marcel walked into the room, looking at them with curious eyes "I see you two have become... close"