Elijah watched you with a frown, you hadn't spoken, since he had found you he doubted he had heard anything come out of your mouth. You had been with Damon and Stefan when they were stupid enough to think that piercing an original vampire's heart with a wooden ladder post would be enough to kill him.

You, who were more intelligent than the Salvatore brothers and perhaps a little more paranoid, thought that it couldn't be that easy, where was the threat in the original vampires if they were just like the rest? Being forward-thinking, you left him a note in the pocket of his suit.

'Dear Elijah, I am sorry that my friends killed you, in case you are not dead I leave you a bag of blood that I stole from Damon in the hope that you will spare my life.'

That was the note that you had left him, accompanied by your signature and a little smiling face, he had found the bag of blood before the note, and he was surprised when he read the note and realized that you, the human, You were the one who had thought about the possibility that he wasn't really dead.

You didn't expect him to find you so soon, you were a single mother of quadruplets, you lived in a colorful house on the outskirts of Mystic Falls, Jonas, the witch who was helping him in his plan to take down Niklaus, gave him your address, and you looked Terrified, he wasn't going to hurt you, Elijah wasn't going to hurt the human who had had the decency not to underestimate an original vampire.

"You know... To enter I need your verbal invitation, it's like that for all vampires, even the originals." He said, his tone light and kind, he wanted you to trust him, you were noble and seemed to have a good heart, he had always been attracted to those types of people. "I won't hurt you, I give you my word."