Elejah Always

I keep this love in a photograph

Rebekah an Klaus walked in Daniel's discussing his latest sail boat design.

"This will be state of the art boat. Limited edition" Klaus said.

"Oh, you think about anything else except for your boats?" Rebekah huffed as she sat down at the bar.

"Sometimes" Klaus looked at the direction of a blond who was sitting at the bar not far from them.

"Right" was Rebekah's comment looking at her phone. She was so eager to phone Elijah to find out how he and Elena were doing, but she didn't want to intrude on their privacy really.

Klaus picked up on it and advised her not to make the call.

"They are fine" Klaus said.

"You didn't see her. She is Elena, but the way she looked at me was like her doppelganger was looking at me- like someone else was inside her body."

"Sure things are not like they were- she has to start over but I believe that Elena will conquer this memory thing. Anyway, they need time alone. So let them be." as he said that, he got up and walked away to the rest room.

At the same time, Kol and Sophie walked in and Rebekah put her phone on the counter waving at her brother and her sister-in-law.

Suddenly her heart went into a flutter as she saw Matt Donovan approached her an she said a faint hi to him.

"We found Matt lurking outside Tiffany's actually" Kol said.

"Tiffany's?" Rebekah was surprise to hear it.

"Yeah, getting an engagement ring" Sophie said.

"No, just a bracelet for Vicky - it's her birthday on the 18th of August!" Matt recktified the tease.

"But that's like two months away" Rebekah said.

"I am in New York just for a couple of days" Matt explained.

"So you're here for to get her a present"

"No, My mom is not well" Matt said "Vicky is on a movie shoot in Toronto, she will be here this weekend."

The subject swayed to Elena, who was now walking around the penthouse apartment slightly stunned with the place. Soaring ceilings, marble fireplaces and stunning paintings sparkled in Elena's eyes.

A spiral staircase off the living room opens into a luxurious bedroom with an Italian glass chandelier marveling the room. Out back was a private garden, lush with greenery, drenched in sunlight. This was their home. she gazed out in the New York skyline.

Elijah, who had just ordered the pizzas, now found her on the terrace.

"Hey," he said dearly, "so, how was the tour?"

She turned to him with marvelled eyes."Are you some kind of a prince, because this definitely looks like a miniature palace"

"No prince, I am afraid," Elijah said, "just an ordinary guy. Oh, you think this place- You inherited it. It's actually yours"

"What? Really?" Elena looked surprised.

"You lived here already when I met you. This place as your muse, your inspiration, because of your grandmother. She supported you as an artist."

"Supported me?"

"Your parents wanted you to study medicine. But you just wanted to do your thing." Elijah continued.

They now walked to the kitchen, which was entirely different, very eclectic in style.

"Can I cook?" Elena asked as Elijah plated out the pizza for them.