He Found Her// Elijah Mikaelson

~Chapter 8~

Lenza's Pov:

*Two years later*:

"No, Uncle Kol, it's going to hurt." I said trying to reason with him.

"Just do the spell, darling." Uncle Kol replied.

"Will you put a helmet on or something?" I asked him, too hopeful.

"It will hurt either way when an adorable teenage witch throws you into a stone wall." He said back looking down at me.

"Fine." I said. I did the spell and he flew back into the wall. He groaned in pain.

Then I walked over to him to make sure he was okay. I loooked at him and he looked at me.

"I'm fine, darling." He said, basically reading my mind.

"Are you sure?" I asked him very concerned. "You hit the wall a lot harder than I wanted you to."

"I'm okay, I promise. Now let's go fine your father and Hope." He said back with a smile.

We walked down the stairs until I saw them. I wanted to sneak up on my Dad. I looked at Uncle Kol and he shook his head. I ran at full sped and went to jump on my Dad, he turned around and caught me before I got to him.

"No fair." I scoff at him.

"You do it all the time, and I always catch you." He said laughing lightly.

"Okay well, I have a question." I said.

"What is it Angel?" He said looking at me. Sometimes it scares me when he does this.

"Can I go see Aunt Cami?" I asked him.

"There's no need." I heard a voice come from the door, I turn and see Cami walking in.

"Aunt Cami!" I shout running over to her.

"I told you she was going to do this." I heard my Uncle Nik say. I rolled my eyes at him.

He left about two years ago and just got back yesterday he promised to call and text me and Hope, but he never did. A year ago Hope and I entered an astrological plain where we could see and talk to him. When we got to him, he was killing someone so I grabbed Hope and sent her back immediately. He yelled at me to leave, so I did. I didn't speak to him after that nor did Hope.

"You can't ignore me forever, little wolf." He said. He hasn't called me that in two years. I almost gave in, but its been one day, he was gone for two years. So I walked away. I walked upstairs and went into my room.

I had been laying there trying to sleep when there was a little knock at the door.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"It's me La La." I heard Hope say.

She stated calling me that when she was eight because she wanted a nickname that only she could call me.

"Come in, Hope." I said. She opened the door and walked over to me.

"Are you mad at him?" She asked and I knew who she was talking about. "Because if you're mad at him, so am I."

"Hope, I'm not mad at him, okay?" She said.

"Promise?" She asked me.

"Promise." I said back. I didn't lie to her. I wasn't mad, I was hurt by what he did. He promised and he didn't keep it.

"Well Uncle Elijah wants you to come down, La La." Hope said looking directly at me.

"Okay, lets go."

Hope grabbed my hand and dragged me downstairs. Everyone, and I mean everyone was there. The last time I saw all of us in one place like this was when Aunt Freya and Aunt Davina told us about what the hell I was.

"Good." Was all my Dad said, he sounded sad, then he motioned for us to sit down.

I looked at Aunt Davina she was crying, a lot. Marcel had tears in his eyes, too. Aunt Cami was crying too, but not as much as Aunt Davina. Aunt Hayley had tear filled eyes, but like Marcel, she wasn't crying. I looked around, and then I took notice to Josh not being there.

"What's going on and where is Josh?" I asked trying to figure out why everyone looked sad.

"Lenza..." my Dad said trying to figure out how to tell me. "He's dead."