If someone would have told me four years ago, that I would be a vampire and occasionally traveling with an Original or two I wouldn't even have laughed, it would have seemed so absurd that I would have felt sorry for them. Life is crazier than I ever could have predicted, even with the supernatural involved. So here I stand waiting on Elijah, the sun is shining and it's the making of a perfect day, I would have enjoyed it more as my mortal self. Sadly, the little town I am in is far from home but is beginning the hold the same terrified stories as Mystic Falls.

That's why we are here to stop whatever vampires are wreaking enough havoc to draw national attention. This has become somewhat regular for us, try to help them gain control and blend in, or "help" them stop murdering innocent people. Often, we end up walking away with blood on our hands. Something has started a whole different race war beyond vampires, werewolves' and hybrids. They are driven by something far darker than the bloodlust or power.

He watches her as he approaches. Her face turned up towards the sun; soaking it in. She is by far one of the most alluring creatures he has ever known. Her predecessors lacked the warmth and compassion that Elena emits, she pulls you in like the sun and sometimes for just moments, I mourn the mortal life that was taken from her. It's early spring but her knee length crème skirt flutters around her with the breeze making her look even more innocent. As always, she has a relaxing top on because she seems to worry more for comfort than to appeal to others these day, and it suits her well.

"Elena" I finally call out to her I am relieved she is smiling when she addresses me, often I can catch her with a wistful expression along her face that makes me wonder what has her thoughts tied up. With the life, she leads now though it could be any number of things and the only comfort I take is in knowing she will come to me if in need of something, even if it's just someone to talk to.

The timber in his voice is always comforting to hear. A small smile lifts my lips as I turn towards my mentor and somehow despite it all; friend. "Elijah, I hope that your trip was well." He is still in his trademark suit like always. I hug him tightly a privilege he seems to indulge me in, considering I have yet to see him hug another beyond Rebecca. "Any trip with you at the end is always worth it lovely Elena" His smile is slightly upturned in a teasing manor that causes my head to shake. "Any trip huh…" The sarcasm in my voice makes his head tilt in thought.

"If you are referring to the time I came to get you from Europe, I still stand by the fact it was worth it, despite you destroying my favorite tie." A tie I would let her destroy a million times over; along with anything else I hold dear, if it keeps her from perishing under the weight of the eternal struggle that is this immortal life. She always speaks of that time in a joking manor but stays in my nightmares until this day; a desperate goodbye and take care of Jeremy that will haunt me for years to come.

"How was your visit with Jeremy? Is he faring well in his classes?" I let out a small huff that says how exasperating my little brother can be. "He still wants to be out with me and I have seriously thought of compelling him to never bring it up again." He stays quiet waiting for me to tell him more. "I would have never started this endeavor if it wasn't for him, you know that, he couldn't handle all the bloodshed. Things were dark in Mystic Falls for a while when your…. well you know, but it's nothing like this."

"Do you mean the other array of creatures that go bump in the night? Or the slaughtering of our own kind on a regular basis?" Elijah draws with amusement in his voice. We shouldn't be amused at this at this point but this will be the seventh "excursion" in two years. He has shown me that there are far more supernatural creatures than I could have ever thought. Most of them seem ridiculous and some look like the terrifying creatures my brother brings to life on his canvases.

"All of it I guess, he is doing well in his classes though, he has two pieces of art going up in this big gallery next month. He acts like it's nothing but I intend to make it back and celebrate with him." I don't bring up that I am hoping to pick up Bonnie to go back with me. Bonnie has discovered a new coven and has blossomed even farther with her craft. With their tutelage, she has discovered that despite me turning, my doppelganger blood is still powerful and priceless. Elijah is apprehensive of the witches and their knowledge of my existence, apparently even in death there is little peace for me.

He opens the door to a small diner letting me pass through before him, his hand glides along my back guiding us to a booth with practiced ease. We usually have coffee and sometimes even eat before we get down to business. "How is the Michaelson's clan doing? Did Rebecca kill Kol like I predicted?" An even odder occurrence than my side job with Elijah was the fact that I sometimes find a traveling companion in Kol. "If you mean did she destroy an antique table and shove it leg through his liver for destroying her favorite car, then yes she did."

"Come now I don't think it was completely destroyed, surely it can be repaired." I throw out casually as I order a water and club sandwich. His scoff is endearing and I have the decency to look down to try and placate him. "I do want you to know I told Kol that traveling that fast in the rain was a bad idea." Plummeting off a cliff in what was probably a million-dollar car was terrifying and fun. "And if it makes you feel any better the landing did hurt like a bitch."

"I would think so, you aren't completely invincible Elena. Despite how good your fighting skills are, to die by being impaled on a tree with my little brother is not how you are going to die. Better yet you will not die, I swear you are somehow taking years off my life." He desperately tries to implore to her the importance she holds in his life as he gazes at her. He leaves out the part where he did snap his brothers neck the moment he heard of the incident. Kol always was the wild one and the friendship that blossomed between the two both drove me crazy and comforted me somewhat; it was a maddening feeling.

I reach across the table to squeeze his hand for a moment and am slightly surprised when he turns his hand to hold mine for a moment before withdrawing. I am usually the one to initiate contact between us. I must have scared him more than I thought, which truly makes me feel bad; considering everything he has done for me. "I will try not to get into any more cars when it is your brother behind the wheel." The quick dip of his head lets me know he is appeased but he bussies himself with his coffee putting an end to the discussion.

"So how many incidents has been in the area?" I ask while pulling my phone from my pocket to see multiple texts from various people. As I look up I can see that Elijah is intently watching something outside the diner as I turn to see what has his attention; two men stand next to an old car arguing from the looks of it. "Damn it Sam we are not, ARE NOT using you as bait for whatever is draining bodies and leaving corpses everywhere. Not happening, end of discussion." My eyebrows must be under my bangs at this point, I have never seen hunters beyond the ones that have roamed Mystic Falls. "Well Dean do you have a better idea? Going to let these poor people keep dropping dead, that sounds just great. You're not the only one making decisions here, so I say we are doing it. We have been here for three days and can only guess at vampires."

"Once again VAMPIRES cannot control people's minds Sam. That's what the chick said, it was like her boyfriend's mind was being controlled." I feel Elijah pull at my arm and realize I have been turned staring far too long for a normal person. We both stare at each other as we listen to their argument being carried out. "I am taking a stroll tonight Dean and hopefully you will follow to where ever they take me." There are car doors slamming and I can hear them bickering back and forth but am too preoccupied with my thought to make then out anymore.

"So, do we want to let them handle this, they clearly have no idea what they are up against." I ask as I take a bight of my sandwich. Elijah looks irritated but shakes his head. "We should probably take care of it before they get hurt, but be careful we do not know what they are capable of if they happened upon us. It is a tad bit more concerning that these babies are being so sloppy and leaving behind witnesses." He smiles at the waitress as she is dropping our food, the poor girl nearly drops my sandwich in my lap she is so taken with him.

"Thank you" I say it politely but loud enough to snap her out of whatever daydream Elijah has induced within her mind. I bite my lip to withhold laughing at the poor girl as she mutters an apology and flees from the table. Elijah has an eyebrow raised at me in question. I shrug my shoulders, I know the girl's infatuation all too well; even as a human I was drawn to Elijah. It's not just his impeccable looks though, he and I have always understood each other morally and connected at a level that I couldn't obtain with people I lived my whole life with. Maybe it's the way he watches me or the gentle touches but I have never questioned his intentions with me.

There are times when I feel like we are flirting with disaster, an underlying draw between us that neither will touch for fear of losing the connection we have developed. "Well Eli…. Let's get this over with, we still have to find their hide out before that idiot becomes some ones' dinner." "My dearest Elena what have I told you about calling me that?" I finally let a small bubble of laughter free and am delighted when he pulls me from the booth into him with a shake of his head. Dropping money onto the table he guides me forward mumbling about insufferable woman.