"What have I missed?" Elijah questions as he looks down at the person huddled up on the sofa and feels a sense of dismay.
When Elijah first awoke, he listened to the conversations happening around him and found himself startled at the sound of his brother conversing with Stiles. Stiles, who last Elijah had been near had hated Klaus and planned out his murder until Elijah himself ruined it. And then there they were talking...flirting.
Elijah will be the first to admit even if only to himself that it was the feeling of jealousy that drove him out of his coffin and throwing his brother as far away from his spark as possible, when he found them about to kiss. Now he's standing between the pair, gently tugging at the cuffs of his suit as he watches the way his brother attempts to speak.
"You look surprised to see me. So, it wasn't you that removed the dagger from my chest?" Elijah states before turning back to Stiles.
The boy obviously has no idea what to say to Elijah considering the way his mouth keeps opening then closing. He turns back to Klaus when his brother briefly coughs. Turning back, he finds his brother looking at him with a small smirk and a raised eyebrow.
"You look like you could do with a drink. And we have a lot to discuss, so, shall we?" Klaus offers him as he looks between Elijah and Stiles with a gleeful expression.
In the next second Elijah is standing where Klaus was previously as his brother goes flying through the air.
"Oh, for the love of..." Elijah hears Stiles mutter.
"Easy. I just finished renovating." Klaus says as he gets up from the floor slowly with his hands raised.
But Elijah knows his brother, he may have caught him off guard previously, but this time Elijah is prepared. When Klaus fully stands up, he comes speeding at Elijah and pushes him into a table causing the thing to break.
"Seriously!" Stiles yelps from somewhere behind Elijah.
"You know you have every right to be mad at me. But I kept my word, I reunited you with our family" Klaus informs.
Elijah feels anger flash through him, and he pushes Klaus away from him into a coffin. Klaus opens the coffin and pulls the dagger out of their younger brother Kol before taking a step forward only for them to both momentarily freeze as they feel something wrapping around them and then they are suddenly being thrown away from each other.
"Stiles!" Klaus yells.
"No! No, Stilesing me. You're both over one thousand years old and yet here you two are acting like children. You want me to let go of you? Talk to each other!" Stiles huffs.
"You've gotten stronger since I've last seen you." Elijah tells Stiles as he sits up from where he landed.
"That's not a compliment, I was hardly strong enough to tie my own shoelaces the last time you saw me. Now stop being distracting and talk with your brother." Stiles orders.
"You find my brother distracting?" Klaus questions from where he too has sat up from the floor.
"Oh my god! I hate you both. Just talk to each other." Stiles pleads.
Elijah looks away from Stiles, who's cheeks are now a nice shade of red and towards his brother who briefly looks at him before looking away. Though Klaus must feel the glare that Stiles is ruthlessly shooting at the two of them as he soon turns back to face him.
"Mikael is dead." Klaus admits causing Elijah to look at him in surprise.
"What did you say?" Elijah inquires.
"I killed him." Klaus stops as Stiles coughs into his palm, before rolling his eyes and continuing, "With help and his own weapon. He's gone Elijah. Forever."

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Stiles Stilinski-Gilbert
FanficStiles lost his parents young, luckily for him he was able to join his aunt, uncle and cousins and become part of a new family. Sadly, nothing in Stiles life ever seems to last for long. Losing another set of Parents was devastating for him. Now he...