Sired to Elijah; Compelled by Klaus

Chapter 5

Lucy was making quite the ruckus packing a bag. All the materials she would need to visit Luke.

"You'll only be gone for a short time. What could you possible need?" She heard Elijah ask. His voice was deeper than normal signing that he just woke up.

"Sorry to wake you. I'm clumsy in the morning." Lucy faintly smiled as she carefully slid her brothers daylight ring into her pocket.

"All is forgiven, but you still haven't answered my question." Elijah got out of bed. His body had marks all over from the blanket and Lucy pressing against him.

Lucy didn't say anything, just opened the bag and pulled out several blood bags and some vervain water, but not revealing the ring. "He's probably starving. He hasn't eaten in 5 months. I need to go now."

"I trust you'll be careful, dear Lucia." Elijah took her hand and brought it to his lips.

"Of course Bellissimo." She whispered, her italian accent strong on her red lips. "I'll see you tonight?"

"I'll be waiting." Elijah smiled. After nearly 600 years together one knows the words to make there significant other's heart melt. It doesn't take much for this particular couple.

Lucia loves the moments she's not in 'prison' as she likes to call it. She would kill her closest friend just to be with Elijah and away from Klaus.

But it kills her not to know how much time she has with him before he gets daggered again, or when he will skip town and not bring her along. Lucia Ruisi won't deny that she has fallen in love with Elijah Mikealson.

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Lucy pulled up to a graveyard in the town of Merrowmarsh. (Random name) It was about 3 hours away from Mystic Falls.

Lucia tracked to the back of the cemetery until she reached a old crypt. The stone walls have been splattered with bird poop like most of the tombstones.

Unlike the rest this grave didn't have flowers or momentums. This grave didn't have a dead person in it...well not completely dead.

Lucy opened the door to the crypt and walked in. Inside was just a square room with a man with dry skin leaning against the wall. "Fratella." She kneeled beside his unmoving body. "I brought you blood. A lot of it actually." She pulled out a blood bag and gave it to him. Luke picked it up and brought it to his cracked lips and started sucking.

The more blood he drank the younger it made his skin look. Once the crimson delight had been vanquished, Luke dropped the pack and sighed. "Thanks."

"Of course."

"It's been a while, Sorella."

"I know. Elijah was daggered and I was unable to visit." Lucy played with the empty blood bag.

"Ah yes, how is Elijah. Listening into our conversation right know I presume." Luke chuckled darkly.

"No actually. Elijah is in Mystic Falls. I came alone." Luke looked surprised.

"How did you manage get that to happen?"

"No one, not even Elijah can say no to me." Lucy laughed.

"That's true. You may be the one sired to him, but you're clearly the dominant one. More than just in public I'm going to presume." He chuckled darkly.

"What would mother think if she heard you say that?"

"It doesn't matter, she dead."

"Yeah and you killed her." It was silent. Neither twin said anything. Lucy was the first to break the silence. She reaches over an grabbed another blood bag, this one contaminated with vervain, and tossed it to him.

Like the first bag, Luke quickly picked it up and drank it. As soon as he took that first sip he knew something was wrong. It burned. "What the hell is that?" Luke tossed the bag all the way to the room.

"If you weren't so desperate you'd know that there was vervain in the blood. Can't you tell its colder than the normal blood." Lucy said in disappointment.

"I haven't eaten a flu meal in 500 years. I don't think I'll paying attention the temperature of blood."

"You're lucky I don't starve you dry." She snapped.

"I know I'm sorry." Luke apologized. "Just I want you to help. I want to rehabilitate."

"The only thing I think about is ways to help you, Luke." Lucy reached into her pocket and pulled out the bulky ring full of magic. "This is step one."