Eternal lovers || Barnabas Collins x Reader (Fem.)

Welcome Home (Ch. 3)

Barnabas' and Elizabeth entered her office/room the same one she had talked to Victoria only the other day. "If this is some kind of a joke, considered it play" Elizabeth angrily spoke, loudly shutting the door as Barnabas curiously looked around the room.

"if its money you're after, I'm afraid you've been misinformed. But you're not to go near those children again" She spoke as Barnabas continued to look around the room.  "Am I clear?" She asked, "your devotion to family is admirable, Madam" Barnabas spoke as he looked at a troll doll.

His face scrunched up as it began to poke it before pulling his hand away, "and your suspicion..." He spoke placing a finger on a set up doctor game which buzzed, causing him to jump back slightly "...understandable".

"a stranger arrives claiming to be a distant relation, The question of motive is to be expected" He spoke going over to her photo collection looking at it with confusion before turning back really quickly causing Elizabeth to jump. "As a Collins... "

"Surely you're aware of the darkness that has long plagued our family" He spoke walking passed her as she stayed in the same spot, "you mean our curse? witches, ghosts and vampires" She spoke with a slight annoyed tone. 

"Myths and like so many before you, I assume you're here to rid us of our curse...for a price of course" She spoke grabbing a letter opener off the table, hiding it behind her back as Barnabas walked towards the fireplace, running his nails along the craftsmanship.

"I can prove that I am different" "oh?" "Firstly, I do not come seeking money, rather to provide it" Barnabas explained. "Secondly, I know the body of this mansion as well as I know my own, every nook, every corner, every secret" He spoke searching for a lever.

The moment his hand found it he pulled it open revealing a secret room filled with knitted art projects, his face drops as he looks in the room with disgust.  "that's where I keep my macrame" Elizabeth told him.

He turned towards her "a disgraceful misuse" "impressive, but there are plenty of old houses with hidden door, I hope you have a 'thirdly'" She spoke as He walked back over to the fireplace. "indeed" He said facing the fireplace.

"tell me what do you know of Barnabas Collins?" He asked her as he ran his nails down the fireplace before turning back to face her, "just legends really, he was confident and strong" She began as Barnabas turned to look back at her.

"Admired by all" She continued as he listens intensely "but he believed our family was cursed and when his parents were killed, he went mad, Pushed the young lady who also resided here off of widows hill, ran around insisting a witch had caused her death and turned him into a vampire" She spoke.

Barnabas' subconsciously gritted his teeth, the legends weren't entirely wrong, but someone had tried to claim he had pushed his beloved off the hill and to her death, and by the sounds of it not even putting a name to the face. 

He walked closer to Elizabeth trying to remain clam despite the clear anger running through his gaze. "And what is known of his death?" Barnabas asked, "nothing, not that I can thing off" She took a deep breath. 

"That madam is because he never died" Barnabas spoke walking over to the fireplace, his cane connecting with a secret button, He turned his cane twice causing the fireplace to open up revealing a secret passage below.

"I am Barnabas Collins" He announces causing Elizabeth to look at him with a mixture of shock and fear. "That means you're?" She begins "A vampire madam. Yes, and most regrettably so" Barnabas answers her unspoken question as her grip on the letter opener tightens.

"But most importantly I am a Collins, and I give you my word of honor neither you nor any under this roof fear my cursed nature and I must add another thing. I never in my once living life brought harm to anyone especially not the women you speak of" He informed before gesturing for Elizabeth to go down the passage.