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LOST 2

Any calls, Mrs. Devon?' Elena smiled at the middle-aged woman who had been her housekeeper for the last two months. Only two weeks after coming to London with her aunt, Finn had helped her move into this delightful house in a private cobblestone courtyard, and from the many applicants she had had for the job of housekeeper she had chosen this openly friendly woman. She hadn't been disappointed with the choice, the woman kind and hard working.

'Did Miss Sommer's flight leave on time?' The older woman took Elena's jacket, a tiny woman whose movements were birdlike, her light brown hair liberally sprinkled with white, and her black eyes warm. She occupied the upstairs flat to this comfortably spacious house, an ideal arrangement for both of them.

Sadness tinged Elena's smile. Her aunt had finally returned to Mystic Falls this morning, and she had just come back from seeing her off at the airport. 'Yes,' she nodded. 'She's probably already crossed Atlantic by now.' She had stopped off on the way back from the airport and had lunch.

'Such a nice woman.' Mrs. Devon handed her the list of messages she had taken while Elena was out. 'The one from Mrs. Mikaelson, Mrs. Katerina Mikaelson,' she added with a slight strain in her voice, 'is urgent.'

Elena stiffened at the mention of Elijah's wife, and she could tell by the housekeeper's manner that she hadn't been enamored of the other woman from their telephone conversation either. 'Did she say what was—urgent?'

'No.' Mrs. Devon frowned. 'And I didn't like to ask,' she grimaced tellingly.

Elena held back her smile with effort, nodding dismissively to the other woman. 'I'll have tea in the other room while I answer some of these calls.'

She ate the scones that accompanied the pot of tea, eating well nowadays, her well-rounded body evidence of how her pregnancy was progressing, the baby's movements strong and regular sow, and all of Elena's dresses loose and flowing. She had bloomed healthily away from Mikaelson House—and Elijah—had enjoyed the last three months in London with her aunt, pleased that she would be coming back for the birth of the baby. In the mean time she intended resuming her writing, keeping herself busy until she had the baby to care for.

Elena kept returning Katerina's call until last, impatiently tapping her nails on the telephone table as she waited to be put through to the other woman's office, sure Katerina had deliberately kept her waiting. Or perhaps she was being paranoid. Although it would be just like Katerina.

'Elena, how nice of you to get back to me so promptly,' Katerina greeted smoothly when she did at last come on the line.

Elena was instantly on her guard; the other woman was never this pleasant. 'You told my housekeeper it was urgent so….,' she pointed out distantly.

'Oh yes,' Katerina laughed. 'Well I do want to see you, but I only stressed the urgency to your housekeeper because I've learnt you just can't rely on the help nowadays,' she drawled dismissively.

'So it isn't really urgent?' Elena snapped, impatient with this woman's snobbery.

'There are certain things I need to talk to you about,' Katerina said irritably. 'We still have to go over Kol's will with you.'

'I informed your office that I already know the contents of Kol's will.'

'Nevertheless-'

'Look, Katerina,' Elena interrupted, smiling her thanks to Mrs. Devon as she came is to remove the tea tray. 'Why did you really call me?'

'I've just told you-—'

'What could just have easily been said in a letter, to my own lawyer, if necessary,' Elena sighed.