MONSTER - mikaelson, kol

016.

016. | I love you

"Elena?!" Iris yelled as she walked throughout the house. "Elena?!"

"Iris?" she questioned from the top of the stairs.

"I have to tell you something." Iris stated as approached her sister.

"I have to tell you something too." Elena said.

"Oh." Iris looked at the ground.

"You first." they said at the same time."

"No, you first."
"No, you first."

"Go, Elena."
"Go, Iris."

"Fine."
"Fine."

Iris groaned. "At the same time?"

"I had sex with Kol."
"I'm a vampire."

The girls face's grew shocked.

"You're a vampire?"
"You had sex with Kol?"

"Wait." Elena spoke. "I thought you were never going to have sex after what happened."

"Kol was really sweet about it. He took his time and made sure I was comfortable. It was amazing, Elena." Iris smiled.

"I'm so happy for you!" Elena cheered as she hugged the girl.

"So, Bonnie couldn't do anything to help?" Iris asked.

"No." Elena shook her head. "The Founder's council figured out I was in transition. Rebekah and Stefan helped me feed."

"Rebekah?" Iris questioned shocked.

"I know." Elena raised her eyebrows. "Stefan's coming to help me hunt for animals."

"Animals?" Iris questioned. "Why not humans— Or at least blood bags?"

Elena only shrugged before her attention went to the door. "That's Stefan. I'll see you later, ok?"

"Bye." Iris waved as her sister ran down the stairs, but then stopped. "What is it?"

"Was Kol... good?" Elena smiled.

"Amazing." Iris smiled.

"No. Not like— Not like in a respectful way. Like was he good down there?" Elena laughed.

"I know what you were talking about." Iris smirked at her sister.

"Oh, my God." Elena gasped.

Iris laughed as her sister stumbled to get her sweater and leave.

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"Hello, my least favorite Salvatore." Iris smiled, but stopped when she noticed the Sheriff and this random guy. "Oh, I'm sorry."

"Hi, I'm Connor Jordon." he offered his hand, but Iris could sense the vervain on it.

"I'm sorry. Germaphobe." she smiled before sitting by Damon.

"Are you with the insurance investigators?" Liz asked the guy.

"No, no. I'm more of an independent contractor." he answered. "Can we speak in private?"

"Sure." Liz told him before walking off.

"Why didn't you shake his hand?" Damon asked. "Because I know you're not a germaphobe."