The Vampire Diaries: The New blossom

Chapter 4: Somewhere Safe?

Elijah's P.O.V

Elena waits in the car while I colloect our luggage, return the key and ensure that there are no more werewolves nearby. No attacks, no suspicious behaviour and no sounds of conspiracy going on behind my back. Danger has never been far or never at all for me and my family; my mother, father, the werewolves and many of our enemies from the past have chased my family and I to the ends of the earth, anyone who follows is in danger; like Elena is now.

As I load our luggage into the boot and get in to ignite the engine Elena doesn't look at me, she looks out the window, staring off into space and oblivious to everything that's hapening. I know why: after we left the restaurant and came back here she couldn't stand my torment and disappointment in myself.

"Elena, I know why you're upset..." I can't finish, she interrupts.

"I'm not upset. At least not how you think, I know that you're always afraid and concerned for me and angry with yourself for what goes wrong or will go wrong because you love me. I love you too."

She took the words right out of my mouth.

"Thank you, Elena."

We hold hands and she smiles at me a little, she leans her head on my shoulder a little.

"Tired?"

She gives a small soft sound which proves that she is.

"We better get to this address then, so that you can get some sleep for tonight."

"Or, I could get some sleep in the car during the drive."

I smile, she's right: the sooner, the better.

"Ok."

"This is getting to be one great big travelling fiasco." Elena jokingly mentions.

I kiss her forehead that is still pressed against the edge of my shoulder.

"As long as we're together, we see it all through together."

Despite hearing me, Elena is fast asleep and I shouldn't disturb her.

"Ok. Here we go." The car starts and we drive off.

*****

Hayley's P.O.V

"Marcel, I'm coming back to New Orleans tomorrow, keep Hope safe and Elijah's coming with me along with his new love: Elena." I say to Marcel over the phone.

"I see, well until then don't worry, Hope's in good hands." Marcel replies.

He's been taking great care of my daughter, I'm extremely grateful, it'll be nice to see her again after a while, I can hardly wait.

"It would be nice to come home actually. You have no idea what its been like out here, my landlord is a complete pain, he's strict, aggressive and above all, he looks really familiar."

Marcel doesn't reply, the pause is a little startling.

"Marcel, are you still there?"

"Yeah. Look Hayley, why don't you get some sleep and I'll see you when you get here tomorrow."

"Ok. Can I at least say goodnight to Hope?"

"No, no no. She's already asleep, you'll see her tomorrow, ok bye."

Marcel hung up on pretty unusually, it almost sounded like he was hiding something, probably having a bit of trouble adjusting to parenthood; not that he has any children of his own, but at least I know that he's dependable and responsible, after all he is my daughters adopted older brother. I shouldn't have too much to worry about.