The Chronicles of Katerina Petrova and Elijah Mikaelson: Vol. 1 and 2 - Ch.3: Helper

        I'm taking a walk through the woods, when I smell the scent of another vampire. So I follow it and before long, I see an unfamiliar vampire walking away from Elijah.744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdV7hSrVxgn
        At vamp speed, I throw him to the ground and stake him with a stake. Then I'm instantly kneeling down at Elijah's side. I smell vervain, but I don't care. It's Elijah. I pull the dagger out of his chest and toss it to the ground. His wound quickly heals, but he's still unconscious. I lightly pat his right cheek with my hand to wake him up.744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUt454ugYq2
        "Elijah," I call. "Wake up. It's me."744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpUM4y0CbBy
        After a few minutes, he slowly wakes up, and I smile down at him in greeting.744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0fyYG4Y79J
        "What happened?" I question, though I'm sure I can guess.744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5xgLQeYZLf
        "He called himself Judas and said he was sending a message to my brother. I don't know what the message was. He wouldn't tell me."744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxqndKnEckj
        "Well, then we'll never know. I killed him," I inform him.

        "Well done, Katerina."744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHju1j7bDJg
        I get to my feet, and then help Elijah to his.744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe3ANdzm68t
        "Are you okay?" I ask him.744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIeqKdJDhqk
        "Not to worry, Katerina. I'm okay."744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvRGGjnvAs1
        I smile and he smiles back.744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoqLy853XSw
        "What do you say I walk with you?" I ask.744Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNcTdmI7Xyi
        "That would be very kind," he replies.

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So we walk side by side silently for a while. Sometimes, the silence between us says everything. Elijah and I don't need words. We only need the smallest gesture, or to look into one another's eyes, to know what we want or need; and if either one needs help, we'll be there for one another. That's how our relationship works.

Once outside the Mikaelson place, we say our farewells and I head home to the boarding house. It's not much of a home, but it has extra rooms for me to stay in. It's not much of a home, because Damon and Stefan show me physically and verbally that I'm not welcome. What choice do I have, though? I can't be homeless.

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