𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐀 ⚜️ E.MIKAELSON

[ The Flame ]

CHAPTER 52
[ Arkansas, 2012 ]

Rebekah was stood within the upstairs lounge of the compound, admiring a portrait of herself - however the image she was standing in front of looked much different to the form she had taken. "That is just not my chin, Nik. It was much more delicate."

She looked back at her brother, who simply rolled his eyes. "The only delicate thing about you, sister, is your ego."

"Well, placed next to the behemoth size of yours, certainly!" The pair laughed but were soon interrupted by the concerned voice of Elijah through the phone.

"Could we dispense with this fascinating dispute for just a moment and return to the subject of our supposed long-lost sister?" He stood in the nursery, folding hopes blankets.

"There's not much to discuss, Elijah. She said she was Freya, and then she darted off into the night."

He sighed, placing a perfect folded blanket upon the changing table. "And you believed her?"

"Well, I met the girl in a mystical loony-bin. She could be anyone telling any lie. But, she did seem... familiar, somehow." Klaus rolled his eyes, beginning to pace the room as he spoke up.

"Then how is she still alive? A question, as ridiculous as its possible solutions, given this family's annoying predilection for cheating death."

Rebekah shrugged. "I dunno, Nik, I'm just telling you what she said!"

"Well, did you happen to ask, if by some similar miracle, our aunt Dahlia lives as well?" He raised an eyebrow, spinning towards her.

"I barely had a chance to process-"

"-Because on the list of obvious questions, it would be nice to know if the woman who placed a curse on the first-borns of this family is still breathing air."

"Well, let me just turn back time and do it again to your liking, then!" She spat.

Elijah pinched the bridge of his nose. "Enough! Both of you. If she is who she says, we'll find out soon enough. For now, it remains imperative that no one learns of Hope's existence. This has been our salvation thus far."

"Unless Hayley's husband-to-be starts flapping his gums." Klaus smiled evilly. "Perhaps I should take preventative measures and separate him from his head?"

"Jackson will do nothing to jeopardize that wedding." Elijah snapped, stepping out of the nursery and towards his room.

The dots seemed to connect within Rebekah's mind as she turned to klaus. "Hayley's getting married?!"

Within the safe house, Georgia gently closed Elijah's door behind her, catching eyes with him in the hallway. She blushed slightly, dressed in only his creased white shirt and holding a sleepy hope within her arms.

Elijah grinned. "I must go, keep me posted"

With that he hung up, placing his phone in his pocket and wrapping his now free hands around Georgia's waist. "Good morning"

She smiled widely, looking up at him. "Morning. You're up early"

"Ah yes, no rest for the wicked." He smiled, allowing hope to wrap her hand around his finger.

"Are you hungry?" He glanced towards Georgia, a smirk upon his lips. "You certainly were last night"

She rolled her eyes playfully, laughing. "I could say the same to you. But yes I am hungry, thank you for asking"