Mind over Matter ↠ Elijah Mikaelson

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Elijah stepped out of the car; his leather shoes pressing against the loose stones in what could be classed as a car park. Though it was in the middle of nowhere and it was almost empty.

"Elijah, come home" Rebekah spoke from the other side of the phone "you've been gone for four weeks"

Rebekah didn't even have to hear Elijah's response, she could imagine his facial expression.

"I can't" he said quietly through the phone.

"Your family misses you" she urged "we had Davina collect Hayley and she wants to see you"

"Rebekah, I'm so close" Elijah could almost feel her. He was completely desperate. "I've searched town after town and I've found traces of her, like I'm just a few seconds too late"

"It's your heart speaking, come home and maybe she'll return" Rebekah just wanted Elijah home and safe. Especially if Tristan is on the same path.

Elijah clutched his phone, taking it away from his ear for a split second to prevent his sister hearing he's deep sigh. "I have to go"

"Elijah, no..." Rebekah tried to stop him from hanging the phone up, but he had already pressed the red button before he could hear her case.

He slid his phone back into his pocket as he entered the small bar on the outskirts of town. The bell rang and alerted some men to his location, they turned to look at him and then returned to their beer.

Elijah whipped of his jacket and hung it on the closest coat hook on the wall. He looked around, the men; the empty chairs, the familiar figure, pulling a hood over her blonde hair and standing from the chair and walking through the back.

Elijah didn't think anything of it right at that moment. His only focus was Marianne, and she definitely didn't have that coloured hair, and she wasn't adapted enough to know how to change the colour of hair.

He took the chair that the woman sat on and beckoned the bartender. "What can I get you?" He said in a monotone voice, he was sick of saying that line, or anything similar.

"Some information would be nice" Elijah rummaged in his trouser pocket for his wallet, he opened it and pinched the edge of a photo "I'm looking for this girl, have you seen her?"

The shaggy haired, blonde bartender lifted the photo and looked closely at it. Of course he recognised the girl, well her face at least. But somehow he couldn't speak, he couldn't say that simple 'yes' word and he didn't know why. So he just looked down at the photo and back up like a confused animal, but he didn't say a word.

Of course there had been a few bugs with the spell that Marianne was given. She couldn't quite get it right to pull of a flawless escape. Of course the guy would remember her, he could forget some aspects, like what she had said, but he could remember her physically being there. She only could just stop him from talking about it.

Elijah went to retract the photo, trying to take it out of the man's grip, but the guy held onto it tightly, his face now owning a scared expression. Why couldn't he speak?

"You do remember her" Elijah realised as the man tried to give out signals to communicate "she's given you something to stop talking"

Elijah leant in and looked the bartender in the eye "okay" he looked at the name badge "Jason, I want you to tell me everything you know, remember everything" he compelled, as obviously Elijah's natural abilities overpowered one of Marianne's last minute spells.

Jason took a breath out, feeling like he could finally breathe after being suffocated "how did you do that?" He asked, his hand on his neck as he felt his airways open.

"Irrelevant" Elijah branded "now, what do you know?"

"That girl" he began "well, she looked like her, she was blonde and her eyes were brown, she just left as you came in"

Elijah wanted to stop listening after his description of her; but who else would stop the guy from speaking about her? None of this added up and Elijah couldn't stop himself from listening.

"She told me this weird story about someone trying to kill her and that she's 1,000 years old. Then she gave me a drink which obviously had something in and then when you asked me I physically couldn't talk" he explained "she told me that if anyone comes looking for her, to point them in the opposite direction"

"And which way did she truly go?" He asked

"She went through the back and just headed straight, she asked me about any shelter or somewhere to stay; I said there was a empty shack kind of thing a half hour walk away" he replied

"Which way?" Elijah asked "to this shack "

"Just head straight up, you'll hit an open space and then turn left, it's all boarded up but with some force you could get in"

"Okay" Elijah stood "let me out the back"