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TRUE LOVE

 

Elijah walked into the little seaside bakery and cafe. The scent of coffee, baked goods, and Elena filled his nose. There was other scents there, but those three were most prominent. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the room. It was empty, save for a few people who relaxed in the large plush chairs that were placed throughout the room.

When the door to the kitchen opened, he smirked slightly, seeing Elena come walking out. She looked even more beautiful than he remembered. Her hair was pulled up into a messy updo, her face was nearly bare of makeup, and the apron that she wore was covered in flour.

When her eyes met his, she froze mid step. He could see the surprise written on her face, and in her wide eyes.

Elijah hadn't been sure about coming here, but he had to see her. It had been nearly six years since the night at his sisters house. He hadn't tried to contact her, and had given her the space he thought she needed. But it had gotten to the point where she was all he could think about.

After things had settled down in New Orleans, she was always present in his mind. Klaus had finally told Elijah that he had to find her wherever she was, or Klaus would hunt her down and bring her to him. While he appreciated the gesture from the hybrid, he opted for the former option. Now, here he stood.

"Elijah," she said softly, her voice filled with surprise..and dare he say, affection.

"Hello Elena," he returned, stepped forward.

She seemed to snap out of her trance, and met him halfway. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she hugged him close.

While he hadn't known what to expect, this had not been it. But he wasn't going to complain. He slowly slid his arms around her waist, pulling her into a tight hug.

"I have missed you," he said quietly, loving the way she fit against him.

"I have missed you aswell," she said, pulling back to look at him.

"Would you like to catch up over a cup of coffee?" She asked, gesturing towards a table with her arm.

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After grabbing two cups of coffee and a small basket of baked sweets, Elena settled into the seat across from Elijah. She crossed one leg over the other as she sat, and picked her coffee up.

"So, how have you been?" She asked, sipping the dark brew.

"I have been okay. New Orleans has finally settled down, as has my brother." Elijah said, thinking of the bubbly blonde that had managed to tame his brother. It was from her that he had gotten Elena's location.