I once was lost but now I am found

”Ella, come on, this is rediculous!” he said knocking on the door in to his bedroom. He knew he could easily knock the door down if he wanted to, but he wasn’t going around knocking doors out of their rightful place. This was stupid. He had only won over her in a simple cardgame and she had went running to his bedroom. What was she doing in there? ”If you are trashing my room, I’ll just go do the same to yours,” he yelled through the door and sighed. He wouldn’t actually do that, but he felt like he had to say something, anything to get her to open the door.

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He could hear her sweet voice through the door and he gritted his teeth together. How could she sound so sweet, yet speak of such evil. ”Theo and his bright ideas,” he said in a low tone rolling his eyes. Wasn’t the door locked? He could have sworn he had tried pulling at it. He opened the door slowly, half expecting a fire ball go flying in his general direction, but looked at her for a while. Admirering how she moved as she stuffed his bag. Wait. Why was she packing shorts? Not that he minded, but it was weird going on a trip when the summer hadn’t hit Gaia yet. He walked closer, taking her wrist in his hand and looked at her beautiful hazel eyes. ”Why are you packing?” he asked, raising an eyebrow and pulled her closer. He stole a kiss from her lips before she could answer and then let her go, looking at the things she had packed.

Reginald smiled at her shaking his head a bit, almost in defeat. She had some grip on him and even though he hated guessing games, she made them so much more interesting. ”A few days off?” he said, raising an eyebrow at her words. He licked his upperlip as he looked at her and thought of the meaning. He could of course put together that was a trip of some kind. He sat down on the bed next to the bag she was putting things into, smiling at her words. ”A few days off? Do you think we can do that?” he asked, knowing that they would be fine for a few days. It only bothered him that they couldn’t be gone for longer. He wanted her to himself sometimes, the greedy guy he was, and he chuckled at the thought. He picked up a pair of bathing shorts from the bag, looked at them and then at her. ”Are we going to Leah Abyss?” he asked, placing the shorts back in the bag and looked at her.

Reginald liked her use of words. Of course they couldn’t but he liked the rebel in Mariella, beckoning them to do it anyways. Maybe a few days would be fine. Just the two of them and a little piece of themselves being together. The world always seemed to wanted to pull them apart, which still had him wondering. She answered and he chuckled at her comment about her mothers trying to hold something for the twins. He had been to Leah Abyss a few times in his life, and being a vampire meant he didn’t need to breath, so traveling under water was easy. Close to home. He didn’t have to think long to know where that was, but he decided to play along for now. She walked closer, and by instinct he placed a hand on each side of her, resting his hands on her waist. ”So Canada?” he whispered in teasing and returned her kiss, a little hungrier than usual.

”Is it Russia then? They are known for their lovely warm weather,” he whispered against her lips. She sat down on his lap and he pulled her closer, kissing her neck and leaving a trail of kisses along it. He looked up as she spoke again, but it was hard not letting his feelings run wild. She had such a hold over him that felt intoxicating. Her whisper against his lips drove him mad and her sweet words were like music. ”I love you more,” he whispered, finally kissing her lips again. Whenever their lips touched it was as if he could finally breath, and he just wanted her close like this all the time. ”If I pretend to act surprised, will you pretend that you haven’t given any clues away?” he teased pressing her closer for a moment before they had to get up. He checked the bag, making sure everything was as he needed and closed it. ”Shall we go, my lady?” he said, raising an eyebrow at his own tease.

”Auckland?” Reginald said looking surprised, adding a small gasp to add to the drama. He couldn’t help chuckle at himself and followed her until they reached Fox. He nodded as a hello to the angel with a warm smile gracing his lips. He looked to Mariella before Fox opened the door, leading them into a hotel room. He didn’t get to turn around to say thank you until the door closed, and he made a mental note to thank Fox for real once they got back. Her little welcome made him chuckle as he placed his arms around her, pulling her close and moving his lips down to greet hers. ”So what do you have planned for us?” he whispered after his kiss. ”I’m guessing we could spend the next full days just bed-wrestling, but it would be a shame not to see something, right?” he whispered.

Reginald had always known that a happy girl was lurking underneath the usual though act she put on. He could usually see through most things, but it was especially true with this siren in his arms. He chuckled as she stole a kiss, and wished she would always steal more. He raised his eyebrow as she made herself a bit more dramatic, trying to reveal the secret of the century. Hiking. He let out a soft laugh and shook his head. His girl was truly full of left turns. ”I don’t mind long drives and hiking; but I’ll only do it for you,” he said with a smile and brushed his fingertips up and down her spine. She hadn’t planned anything for today, at least not before sunset and he nodded at her mother’s request. ”It might do us some good being around people we don’t know – we can be as couply as we want,” he said in a teasing tone, but he meant it. They constantly had to tone down their touches and kisses, especially seeing as Lion was never far away. ”Well, if you don’t have anything planned for now, how about we go into the city? Look at some shops?” he suggested looking into her eyes, feeling so at home with her.

”Amazing company? Where?” he said in teasing, turning his head around, before he looked at her with a boyish grin on his lips. Her soft smile and gleaming eyes made him forget the world for a second. How had she this affect on him? It was like she had him under a spell, but even if it was, he would never want her to remove it. As he suggested going into the city she agreed. It was weird suggesting things that seemed like every day stuff for others their age, but it was like it was a treat for them. He waited for her to return from the bathroom, watching her move and just taking it in. A few days where it was just the two of them seemed too good to be true, but he needed to stay optimistic about this. As they got out he looked up at the skytower, having a hard time imagining what the view would be from there. Then they were off. Reginald held her hand, walking close and letting their arms touch. It felt goof just doing casual stuff. ”How long has it been since we were just regular teenagers?” he chuckled to himself as they walked.

Reginald had never been here before, but both Jamie and Lion had told him about Auckland a handfull of times. He didn’t know his way around or where he was in relation to the hotel, but it didn’t matter. He had Mariella. He had the one thing in this world who could pull him out of his frustrations and into a world of happiness. A small chuckle escaped his lips as Mariella spoke, and he pulled her closer. ”I remember one part clear,” he whispered in her ear, leaning down as they walked. ”I danced with you all night, even though we were supposed to switch partners at different parts,” he said in a low and teasing voice, placing a soft kiss against her temple. He leaned away again, walking as they had before and nodded at her remark. It was nice getting away from Gaia, at least for a while. He knew he had to love the city, as he was some day, maybe, going to be king. He inhaled the air and shrugged at her question. ”Show me some of the places you like,” he said. It was always nice seeing things from her perspective.

They walked in a relaxed pace, as they didn’t really need to hurry. They just needed each other and the fresh air. He could feel how relaxed and happy she was, only fueling his own happiness and content feeling being here with her. He noded at her suggestion and chuckled at her small comment. ”We could go swimming tomorrow? Any siren friendly beaches?” he suggested and smiled at her. Seeing her close to water was like seeing her in her right element. She kept telling things, and he enjoyed for once not knowing anything about where they were. ”We can walk if you prefer? I wouldn’t mind,” he said with a smile and chuckled at her small fact. He knew, as he had been told before, but still it was endearing to him to hear her like this. ”Did you know how utterly beautiful you look right now?” he said stopping for a second to just enjoy how she looked. Taking it in and saving the glow of her skin and the smile on her lips. He wished he could see her like this always, even though he knew it wouldn’t be possible.

He nodded at her words, but he also knew that where ever they went it would have to be secure enough for Mariella to feel comfortable. It was easy for a vampire to blend in, but for a siren in water, it was harder to explain the big tail and finns. He smiled as she shook her head, because he knew exactly where he had her. Her small kiss beckoned him to lean towards her, returning the tender kiss, but sadly it was over before it had started. ”You have my full attention,” he said as she asked for his gaze. He shortly kept her eyes on her before turning his eyes towards the sounds coming from so far away. Her proud look and cute smile made him chuckle, but a small sigh escaped his lips anyways. ”I don’t think they’ll come near me, sadly, most animals find us dead people quite repulsive,” he said with a smile. They kept walking again, and he placed an arm around her shoulders as they moved in the sand. ”This event your mother wishes us to attend, what is that about?” he asked, wondering why of all people she had actually asked them. Of course Mariella was her daughter, but in this time, their Mariella was barely able to speak yet.

”Gee, that would’ve been swell,” he said rolling his eyes at her, but chuckling shortly after. His mother once told him that rolling his eyes too much, like any other Mikaelson, his eyes would fall out. He had wondered back then if she had spoken the truth, because he had felt like she wasn’t lying. It had scared him, but after seeing how his aunts reacted to everything, he knew it was just a stupid saying. He listened as she explained about her mother and his aunt and nodded shortly, however he sometimes felt those events weird. If he went with his sister, they would constantly be bombarded by offers of becoming models and so on, but it had never really interested him. He just felt like he was any other teenager – maybe royal was the only thing he saw as different. ”Music and dancing? You know you would have had me at those two things, so why didn’t you just start out with that?” he said and looked at her as she stopped in front of him. Her warm skin against his cold was a sensation like no other, and a soft smile crept on his face. ”You know, after everything that has happened, I’ve just gotten confirmation after confirmation about the fact we are meant to be,” he said in a caring tone, placing his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. His dark eyes looking into her hazel, feeling complete. ”I know I asked you to marry me when we returned to our time; but what if we never get back?” he whispered moving his head down to place a gentle and tender kiss on her lips.

Any time and any day, she said and Reginald couldn’t hide the happiness that rushed through his body. Mariella was often the spontaneous one, but maybe it was time that he got back at her. He had had some plans for a while, but everytime the timing seemed right, something went wrong. It wasn’t going to be like this here. He pulled her closer and placed a kiss on her lips before they continued their day. Seeing the nature and just being with Mariella was all he needed, and how she described everything just made him joyous. Cupid’s bow had struck him harder than anything, and even if he was young he knew he could only be devoted to one person for eternity. Just the thought of a resonably normal life with this siren made his stomach make summersaults of joy.

Later that night they were getting ready. Reginald didn’t mind fashion, especially not when he had grown up being so involved in it. His ’passion-for-fashion’ aunt had always been one to design him his outfits for special events, like dressing him up was taking away the playful boy underneath. The suit was one of Abigal’s latest designs, and he felt quite honored by that fact. His aunt had a great taste, so it wasn’t that part that had surprised him. It was rather how comfortable and well it fit his body. He waited for a bit for Mariella to come out, looking at her in her get-up and almost lost his jaw on the floor. The red dress snugging around her body and he stepped closer, removing one of the culrs from her cheek and looking into her eyes. He waited for a secon after the dressers went away and he looked at her with a more serious and tender look. Why was he feeling so nervous all of a sudden? It was just the two of them, as it had been meant to. ”Mariella Sierra Michela Blake Mclaughlin,” he whispered in a raspy voice, looking at her it felt right to do it now. He knew he was old fashioned, and that his original proposal had been far from the standard he held himself to. ”You are the light of my life, the one I always look forward to see and the one who has every part of my being,” he said as he went down on one knee. He chuckled a bit to himself, as he already knew the answer, but he had to do this. He would regret it otherwise. ”I’ve asked you before, but now that I have a ring,” he said, taking out a small black velvet box and looking up at her with tender eyes. ”Would you be my wife?” he said and revealed the ring in white gold and with a black diamond between the two snakes. He knew it was not the typical engagement ring, but she was not the typical girl. He sat there for a while, awaiting her answer.