《Kindred Spirits》Chapter 20
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"Please don't go"
"We have to, Nikki. Right Lili? Back me up" Zola turned from the mirror to face her mates. Klaus, who is supposed to be getting ready for tonight, instead is glaring at his suit. Elijah, on the other hand, is already put together, handing his lovely mate the rest of her outfit.
"Niklaus, put the suit on and make our mate happy. Or stay here and I can have the best night with her instead. Your pick" Elijah states, glaring at his brother when Zola left to the closest to finish getting dressed. He looks pointedly at the suit, almost daring Klaus to say anything but no.
Klaus reluctantly nods, gripping his suit and walking out, going to change. Zola walks out, finished getting dressed. "Thank you Lili. Now what do you think?"
Zola does a little twirl for him, smiling teasingly when Elijah's eyes stare at her body a bit too long. Specifically her lower part.
He grabs her waist, pulling her into him. Placing a hold onto the back of her neck. "Come on love, you are torturing me"
Zola giggles, placing her hands around his neck. He leans in, placing his surprisingly warm lips on top of hers. Pulling her into him even more, with the grip on the back of her neck. Zola lets out a soft moan, practically melting into his hold.
Elijah groans, pulling away, placing his forehead onto hers. "Elskan, we should stop before we go too far"
"Yes please. After all of that complaining you did, we are not missing this dance love. Now you need to finish getting ready, there is someone downstairs to help you with your makeup and hair" Klaus stated, interrupting their moment. Zola nods, backing away and goes to walk out the door, but stops right in front of him.
She reaches to fix his tie, and places a soft peck on his lips, thanking him for going along tonight. She knows he is only doing it for her, and her happiness.
"You do know that the 'Scooby gang' like our mate likes to call them, would not give up tonight to plan something?" Elijah states, fixing his suit cuffs. Klaus smirks, walking up to his brother and placing his hand onto his shoulder, gripping it in reassurance.
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"Don't worry brother, I have tonight all figured out. We don't need our mate worrying more than she has to"
Elijah nods, walking out of the room with his brother
They get downstairs to see their mate getting her finish touches on her makeup.
"Gorgeous"
"Beautiful"
Elijah and Klaus stumble over their words, making Zola laugh out. "We have been together for how long? And you guys still get flustered when I dress up"
"Actually love, we get flustered all the time with you" Klaus corrects her, kissing her cheek, and hugging her from behind while she looks at herself in the mirror.
They stood in that position for what felt like hours. Klaus holding Zola in his arms, and Elijah looking at them in admiration, wondering what they did in order to get such a blessing in their life.
Honestly after everything they did, Elijah thought they would be punished, not gifted. But he is taking it, and he won't ever let go, not unless she wanted to leave them.
"Eww, come on guys. Do this lovey dovey stuff somewhere else, will you?" Rebekah gags, walking into the common room with Kol trailing behind her.
Zola giggles, pulling away from Klaus and looks at Rebekah "You look amazing Beks"
"Not as much as you, darling" Kol jokingly flirts, laughing out when Klaus and Elijah growls at him, ready to tear him apart.
"Ok, before you guys go tearing each other apart, let's get going ok" Zola says, grabbing Rebekah's hand, pulling her out the room and to the cars.
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Finally at the dance, Zola walks in with her mates on either side of her. She can admit she does feel nervous. She just wants one night of fun and peace before going back to threatening the Mystic Falls local Scooby gang.
She continues to entering the school's gym, admiring the work Rebekah had done. Rebekah and Kol had entered before them, wanting to make sure there were no surprises waiting for them.
"This is very beautiful, Rebekah. I'm proud of you" Zola whispered, knowing her best friend heard her. The gentle smile and nod towards her confirmed she indeed heard what she said.
Zola sighed, trying to relax a bit. She looks to her mates to see them staring at her already.
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"Can we dance?" She asked, gently.
Elijah and Klaus nodded, looking towards each other. Figuring out who was gonna dance with her first. Well more like they were glaring at each other, trying to get the other to submit.
She sighs, shaking her head. These two will forever be a pain in her butt.
"Come on guys, I just want to dance. Especially before you know who gets here, and most definitely tries to ruin today" She pleads, not caring who she dances with first.
Elijah looks away first, letting Klaus have this first dance with Zola. He nods, kissing her cheek "I will be over there by Kol and Rebekah, making sure they don't get into much trouble"
He walks away, letting Klaus lead Zola into the growing crowd of people dancing. He pulls her into him, placing his hand on her waist.
Zola wraps her hands around his neck, resting her head into his chest. Swaying side to side, gently. She sighs in content.
"That better be a good sigh, love. I don't just dance with anyone" Klaus teases, enjoying his mate in his arms. Zola giggles, slapping his chest lightly. She let her hand rest on his chest, and glanced up to him.
"I like these little moments. Where it's just silent and peaceful"
"You always did, ZoZo"
Zola tenses up, looking over Klaus's shoulder seeing Alaric, holding a flower in his hand.
"Alaric Saltzman, I suggest you walk away mate. Before I rip those hands from your body" Klaus threatens, moving a little in front of Zola.
Elijah, Rebekah, and Kol saw the approachment and quickly went to them. Standing behind Zola ready to intervene at anytime.
Alaric gulps, obviously feeling afraid, especially with the intense glare his daughter is giving him. He backs up, trying to show he isn't here for a fight. At least from what they know.
"I just want to talk to my daughter please"
"No, absolutely not mate. That ship has sailed already" Kol stated, stepping forward getting ready to jump at this man.
Alaric drops his arm that had the flower to his side in aggravation.
"Listen, I know Zola. I should've sided with you, been there with you. I know that now and I can't do anything about the past but I can try and make everything better now"
Zola just stands there, almost as if she's ignoring him. But she really isn't, instead she is trying to get to Emily. She doesn't feel the presence. She doesn't feel the presence of the spirits.
"Can't feel them, can you?" Damon walks around Alaric, smiling smugly at the family infront of him. He had noticed the growing brightness in Zola eyes "Sorry buddy, you tried but I mean come on. She wasn't gonna fall for the nice act again"
Rebekah notices everyone in the gym starting to leave hastily, and everyone who is left is the Mystic Falls gang. "If I don't recall, the last time we were all together like this. The poor Mystic Falls greatest football player dead. Are you sure you want to go at this again?"
"Don't worry, this time we came more prepared" Tyler sneers, ready to release his hunger for blood.
Zola glances around, trying to catch a glance of Emily. She knows she is here but she just can't feel her or see her. She locked eyes with Bonnie who is staring very intently at her.
"You're dancing around in very dangerous magic Bennett. I would be very careful on what you do in the following moments" Zola warned her "I might not be able to feel the ancestors but I have spent plenty of time with them to know your time is coming to end, isn't it?"
Bonnie, for a split second looks shocked, which makes her lose control of her spell, just for a second. But that's all Zola needed.
Zola starts to slowly break the spell Bonnie had placed on her.
Bonnie starts to groan, feeling the surge of unstable power.
"BonBon, it would be a nice time to do your little magic trick" Damon sarcastically states, noticing the growing confidence in the little Saltzman "Bonnie! Now"
Bonnie grabs in control for a minute to see Zola returning the same attention she gave to her. She practically shivers at the intensity from the little Saltzman's eyes, but she can't give up. Not with everyone relying on her.
Bonnie and Zola lock eye contact.
Both standing tensed, wanting to defeat the other.
They both moved at the same time.
Almost in slow motion, everyone looks towards the two powerful witches. Feeling their auras grow immensely.
What is that saying again?
Great minds think alike
"MOTUS"
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