All of Me

All Your Curves and All Your Edges

The last time Elena had seen Elijah was when her emotions were off. He had kissed her, thinking she was Katherine. Despite not feeling any conflicting emotions about the kiss then, she sure as hell did after Stefan and Damon forced her emotions back on.

Elena had always felt a certain level of attraction when it came to Elijah. There was always a tension that surrounded them whenever they were close. Now she knew why. For the same reason that almost everything else has happened in her life in the past year. She looked like Katherine.

When she come to realize that it was pretty much the same with Stefan and Damon, she snapped. Stefan wanted her to be the sweet innocent girl that Katherine had made herself out to be in 1864 before he found out she was a vampire. And Damon...Damon wanted her to be the Katherine that he had fallen in love with. The ruthless vampire who could kill and not be plagued with guilt.

So she left them both, telling them how much she would always care for them. They had tried to stop her of course. Both seemed to think she wasn't capable of making her own decisions.

But she was. And making the decision to leave both of them, along with Mystic Falls was the best thing she could have done for herself. She needed to find who she was, and she wasn't going to do it here with both Salvatores breathing down her neck.

That's how she wound up here, standing at Rebekah's front door. She pulled the key out of her pocket and smiled. She and the blonde original had become pretty close friends while her emotions were off. She only hoped they could remain that way.

Letting herself in, she headed towards the room she had occupied while here. She had some clothes there she wanted to get before she said her goodbyes to the Blonde. Just as she was almost to the bedroom door, a voice stopped her.

"Elena," her name was spoken behind her.

She spun around, seeing Elijah standing in the doorway to the living room. He was in his usual suit, but there was no tie and the top button was undone.

"Elijah, what are you doing here?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? Seeing as how you are in my sisters house, after all."

Elena said nothing, holding the key up letting it dangle from her finger.

Elijah nodded, shifting his weight to his other foot as he studied her. "So, you have your emotions back on I see," he commented.

"And how do you know that?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. What could she have said that let him know that? Unless Rebekah had told him.

He stepped forward, moving so he was standing in front of her. "Your eyes. They are warm and full of life, where as they were cold and hollow before." He said softly, staring into her eyes.

"And what does Katherine's eyes look like?" She asked, taking a step away from him.

"That was a burn if I ever heard one," Rebekah said haughtily as she walked out of her bedroom.

She fastened her earring in her ear before turning her back to Elena. "Zip me up? Try not to accidentally put a dagger in my back, while you're at it."

Elena chuckled and reached forward, pulling the zipper up. She then glanced over Rebekah's outfit. "Dinner with Matt?" The brunette questioned.

Rebekah grinned, nodding. She then cast a glance at her brother before looking back at Elena. "Its all on the table. I hope everything works out for you. Who knows...maybe I will stop by and visit you at some point..."