9. Alaric Saltzman

00:00, 21 December 2014

As I walked into the house I knew instantly something was wrong. I know people always say the air feels like sadness, but this time it truly did. I walked into the living room to find a large circle of glum faces. They included, Damon, Stefan, Bonnie, Caroline, Elena, Jeremy, and Allaric. He seemed to be the centre.

Strolling in, all heads turned to look at me.

"Well hello, what's this big news I have not been informed of?"

Stefan looked up, then started having a very intense staring competition at the flower vase. His eyebrows knitted together.

"Allaric has decided not to complete the ritual."

I was shocked. Better off a vampire Rick than no Rick, right? In a way I admired how easily he could give up his life to save others.

"No! Wait why? You can't!"

He gave me a brooding look.

"I have too Abby. I have no choice. And it's not like I want to live the rest of my life a vampire, who kills other vampires. My whole personality would change. I wouldn't be me."

Damon look distressed. His drinking buddy and possibly only friend, was killing himself for the sake of him and his brother. He was downing drinks like his life depended on it.

I frowned. "So, what are you going to do then?"

Allaric smiled. "I am just going to sit in the old Lockwood estate cellar, until I die. Peaceful. It's how we all wish to end. No pain. No hurt."

I could see his point. He would probably be taken down by Klaus in an extremely brutal way if he did survive this, and become a vampire.

Elena and Jeremy looked horrible. They had obviously been crying a lot, and they stood next too eachother, heads bowed. Now they had no guardian to take care of them. No family left.

I don't think Rick realised how much his death affected everyone.

I think we all just assume if we die everyone will carry on as usual. When Rick dies, Damon, Elena and Jeremy will all have lost someone special to them. But maybe Allaric was making the right choice. One death, over the many that would occur if he lived.

So, I guess we were off to the woods. We all got up and started the gloomy walk to Rick's deathbed.

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Elijah's POV:

When Abby left, I was dissapointed. I finally found out her feelings for me. The simple kiss showed all of that.

As soon as her car had zoomed away out of the driveway, Klaus's eyes zoned in on me.

"What were you two up to today?"

He grinned.

I really had no idea what to say to this. Telling the truth, would be what he expected, just a kiss, except I would have to say about my tantrum. Lying, well, I was always a horrible liar anyway. That's why I am always so honest and keep my word.

"She just came over to find out who turned her." I paced around the room.

His grin faded in dissapointment. "Oh. Just that. Well, did you tell her?"

I smiled, remembering the moment. "I did. She was pleased. And now brother, her and her friends won't want to kill me, or you. We are linked to their bloodlines."

His eyes shined.

"Well, that's good news isn't it! And the History Teacher, has decided to not finish his vampiric ritual. Mother's plan has failed. Shall we drink to happy endings?"

In a flash he had poured a glass of scotch for both of us. I was in a good mood after Abby's visit, so I obliged, gulping it down and smiling at my younger brother.

He was nice when he was in a good mood. It was just his tantrums that had me and my other siblings scattered away from him for so many years. Apart from Rebekah. Something made her bound too him. I wish I was as close with a sibling as they were.

Klaus slammed his glass down and hopped up the stairs.

"I'm feeling a bit formal, I better get out of these clothes."

He had been wearing a suit and tie. I had no idea why, he was always up to something, doing some business deal, or making some command. So I just ignored it.

I flipped around as Kol entered the house. He grinned at me.

"You'll never guess what I've been up to." His eyes crinkled as he chuckled.

I sighed but smiled at my brother's happiness. "I don't think I even want to know."

I admired the way Kol was always so happy.

The way he always created his own fun. It seemed these days I didn't have enough fun and I really needed to start hanging out with my younger brother more.

"Anyway, I was wondering would you like to accompany me to The Grill for a drink?" I asked.

He raised one eyebrow. "Elijah? Asking me to have a drink? Sure thing brother, who am I too say no!" He laughed.

Maybe we would see Abby there. This was just a small hope, but I lightened. Smiling again, we walked out the door just a minute after he had walked in.

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Abby's POV:

Rick's goodbye was sad. We were all there. Every single person who cared for him. Elena and Jeremy hugged him tight, and tears fell from their eyes. Meredith arrived, after what she did to him I never liked her again. But he seemed to truly love her. So it was good for him to say goodbye.

Damon, was sorrowful. As soon as he had sat in the room with Rick, accompanying him for his last words, he sped off, obviously trying to turn off his humanity again after being hurt one too many times.

I could relate to this. This is exactly what I did when my brother died. Except I knew Damon wouldn't leave town. He would stay for Eleana. And he would stay for Stefan.

I walked to the Grill to see if he's there. I figure he could use some company to cheer things up. When I got there it was loud like always. I could hear the racket from outside the door. I looked over at the bar for the Salavatore, but seeing as he wasn't there I just plonked myself down at a table.

Maybe I needed some cheering up as well.

I looked around, for any familiar faces, when I saw someone who I had been hoping too see again, ever since this morning.

"Abby! Come over here" Elijah called with a smile, as he sat next to his brother at the bar. I can't believe I didn't see him. He was the most gorgeous thing in the room.

Kol sat there smirking as I strolled over and hugged Elijah, and nodded a hello to the other Mikaelson.

Elijah bowed his head. "I heard the news.. Are you okay?"

He looked at me with great concern. Like he wouldn't stop until everything was okay. It was that moment I realised that he really, truly cared about me. A 1000 year old vampire, loving a measly 200 year old one. My heart fluttered and I blushed without realising it.

"I'm fine. It's Damon we should be worried about. His only friend just killed himself." I replied.

I knew that Elijah had no concern for Damon. The Salavatores were always hating on the Mikaelsons. This was really just a true test to see what he would reply.

Kol scoffed. "Look at me? Do I look like I have any friends?"

Elijah shook his head. "Hush Kol. Damon will be grieving at the moment Abby. Maybe he just needs some time alone to get over the death."

He spoke to me with sincerity. Maybe he did care about Damon's well being.

I smiled at him and his eyes shined.

My phone started vibrating in my pocket and I snapped it up in front of my face to see Stefan calling. I smiled at the Mikaelsons then walked away to take my call.

"Hello?"

"Hey Abby, where are you?"

"At the Grill, I thought Damon might be here, I was going to give him company and cheer him up."

"Oh , well he's home now, and he's asked for you to be here, I'm leaving to be with Eleana, and he won't want to be alone."

I nodded. "Okay, I'll come now, see you in a minute."

I turned back around and could see Kol chatting up a brunette, and Elijah lost in thought sipping his drink.

I strode over and whispered in his ear,

"I have to go. See you again soon."

Then kissed him on the cheek and sped home to accompany the lone Salvatore.

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I hope you like this chapter :)

I've been a bit slow on them lately cos I've been busy with school stuff </3