Niklaus and Rebekah didn't save me. They were searching for me, but it was Hayley and Joanna who dug me out of the ground. [ Dean didn't even have the decency to put him in a coffin indoors. Or to store him in an extra room. He dug a hole in the woods and buried Elijah. He can only imagine how long Dean intended to keep Elijah buried. Probably expected no one to locate him.

Hayley had wanted to know who was responsible, but Elijah told her it didn't matter. Joanna would be better suited to handle Dean than they would. Niklaus would likely take his punishment too far and wind up making himself an enemy of the angel. ] Niklaus doesn't have it. Joanna gave it to the angel she's familiar with. It seemed smarter than taking possession of it myself only to have Niklaus get his hands on it.

[ From what Elijah understands the angel's don't typically take sides. He's really not certain this Michael would come running if Kol were to call on him. Unless his little brother somehow made a fantastic impression on him. ] Joanna Harvelle. A hunter. We were paired up on a blind date months ago. I grew to fancy her quite a bit. Though it seems she has romantic intentions for a human bartender here. [ Something Elijah doesn't like to think too much about. He hadn't intended to grow so fond of her, but it seemed to be one sided at some point. Despite them having slept together when they were living fake lives in Storybrooke. ] Do enjoy torturing me, brother?