Elena Gilbert had been a vampire for nearly two and a half centuries, though being alone felt like a thousand years had passed. She could still remember it, almost as if it had happened yesterday. She was the doppelganger, known to break the curse of the sun and moon to suppress Elijah’s youngest brothers werewolf gene. She had not known the truth at first, not until it meant anything. Elijah had always been a man of his word, so when he promised that no harm would come to her, she stayed with him. Elena would have found it difficult to stay away from him regardless as she’d fallen for him on their very first meeting. However, the secret and the hiding only grew more and more complex over the years. She’d turned into a vampire after only a year of being with him, determined to spend the rest of her life with him. She had, and in the moments that they weren’t running, she was a very happy girl. Elijah had given her everything she had ever asked for, which was never much at all to begin with. Though the fear of Klaus finding them lingered on a daily basis, it began to lessen. They’d been running for over a century when one fateful day, he found them. She knew she was dead the moment he laid eyes on her, but instead he took Elijah. The brunette was devastated, determined to find him and bring him back to her.
Close to 150 years later, hope brought new meaning. There had been times in the past when Elena had come close to finding him and freeing Elijah of his burden but Klaus was quick. He was always one step ahead of her. None of the witches were as bright and skilled as Klaus’s witch, who always detected when she was closing in on them. As if the gods had finally given her a break, she met a Bennett witch. Not only was she powerful, but the Bennett’s had been well known for it. Typically not one to work with vampires, the Bennett witch had her own personal vendetta against Klaus and couldn’t have been happier. She had found Elijah encased in a tomb in Paris. Elena knew that she had a limited time to wake him and get him out undetected and when she was determined, there was no stopping her. Hands gripped the cool metal of the dagger, shaking as she looked down at the desecrated body beneath her. She’d come prepared with plenty of blood bags, knowing it was far to risky for anything other. As she pulled the dagger out, she knew that the only thing she could do was wait.