Chapter 41

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"Elijah, that looks really bad, maybe you should lay down" I say as I look concerned at his neck wound.

"The bite won't kill me. Like Niklaus himself, it's more than a nuisance than anything" Elijah says casually.

"You know that you didn't have to stay out here with me. Klaus wanted me to rot in the bayou. Not you" I say as I look through some stuff in the shack.

"Niklaus wanted us both to be punished. Besides, you had told me that the people out here are some of the only family that you have left. I can relate" Elijah says as he begins to look through some stuff with me.

"You're thinking about Klaus. Don't worry, I am too" I say to him with a little laugh.

"Perhaps I was too willing to condemn him. In the thousand years that we have been together, my brother has committed numerous unspeakable acts. But, then again, so has Rebekah. So have I" Elijah sighs shamefully.

"Hey, we've all done bad things in our lives. I killed twelve witches! Twelve! We've all done bad things. It's just most people die before the list gets embarrassing" I assure Elijah. He gives me an admiring glare. "But don't ever compare yourself to Klaus, you are a good man, Elijah" I say as I put my hand on his broad shoulder. I look into his brown eyes in an intense stare. I quickly pull my hand away and look away. "I swear I'm having a pregnancy hot flash, I'm just going to step out for a bit" I say to Elijah as I leave the shack. I open the door and there is a bible on the corner of the porch. I go over and pick it up. Flipping through it curiously. Elijah comes out and joins me. "Someone left this here"

"What is it?" Elijah asks curiously.

"A bible, but it has my family's history in it. Going back generations upon generations" I say as I look at the large family tree. Elijah goes to the last two names on the tree.

"What are these two names? Who are Andrea and Arabella Labonair?" Elijah asks as he points out the two names.

"Elijah.. I think I'm Arabella. That's the day I was born...."

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Elijah has come down with a terrible fever and he looks awful. I sit next to him, extremely concerned for him.

"Here, drink some of this. It might help" I say handing him a cup of water. He takes it and drinks some, but within an instant he starts coughing and gagging.

"Forgive me, please" He breathes out.

"You're fine, just remind me when we get out of this slug filled bayou to kill Klaus" I say as I start to think about Klaus. I feel bad for what happened with Klaus, but what was I supposed to think about his intentions with our child?

"Yes, remind me to remind you to get in line" Elijah says as he begins to cough. I walk out of the shack and look around us.

"Did I tell you I hate the bayou? Because I really hate the bayou" I say, knowing Elijah can hear me. I hear him coughing again and immediately walk back in there to see if he is okay. "Elijah, are you alright?"

"I'm fine... Just please, return to your reading" Elijah breathes out unsteadily.

"It's just a plain old boring bible, it just has an entry of my family tree that may or may not be me. But I'm worried about you Elijah, you are really sick" I say as I sit next to him again.

"Penelope, please. This fever will make me unstable. And once the hallucinations begin. I'll start to see things. You must leave me here" Elijah pleads with me.

"And go where Elijah? I'm not leaving you here. I'm here for you, okay?" I assure him as I take his hand. He looks at me and gives my hand a small squeeze. I can't believe that Klaus hasn't come back for us, we must have really screwed up.

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