A/N I don't know about anyone else but i'm still so angry at the finale and I just had to right this to get my anger towards Marcel out of my mind. I've never been that bothered by him but right now i'm apart of the 'I want Marcel Gerard to die' squad. This story doesn't make sense, I know, but I just needed some Klope in my life and some Mikaelson family feels so please bear with me.


don't you worry, child

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There was a time, i used to look into my father's eyes.
In a happy home, i was a king, I had a golden throne.
Those days are gone, now the memory's on the wall.
I hear the songs from the places where I was born.

Upon a hill across a blue lake, that's where I had my first heartbreak.
I still remember how it all changed.

There was a time, met a girl of a different kind.
We ruled the world, i thought I'd never lose her out of sight.
We were so young, think of her now and then.
I still hear the songs reminding me of a friend.

My father said, "Don't you worry, don't you worry, child.

See heaven's got a plan for you.

Don't you worry, don't you worry now."
Yeah!

"Don't you worry, don't you worry, child.
See heaven's got a plan for you.
Don't you worry, don't you worry now."
Yeah!

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"She is the thing he loves most in the world. She's probably the only pure thing in his life."

Joseph Morgan on Klaus and Hope.

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12 Years Ago

"Momma, momma, momma!"

"It's time, momma. It's Monday!"

Six year old Hope smiled as she, pulling on her mother's duvet, pulled herself up onto her mother's bed.

"It is?"Hayley hid her smile, pretending not to be sure as she watched her daughter jump over to her."Are you sure it's not still Sunday?"

Hope, plopping down next to her mother, shook her head wildly, light brown hair flying around her."No! It's Monday! The calendar says so!"

Hayley glanced at the calendar on her wall, following her daughter's finger, and nodded. Every Monday box had a smiley face on it so that her daughter would know which day she got to see her pictures.

"Can we see them now?"

"Yes we can, baby girl."

Hayley leaned down over the side of her bed and pulled out a worn out box from underneath it. Hope smiled happily as she watched her mother place the box in the middle of the bed.

This was their weekly ritual.

They sat together and looked through pictures of their family in her mother's bed.

Hayley would not let her daughter forget her family.

"Ready, honey?"

Hope nodded eagerly.

Hayley placed the lid of the box beside her on the bed and pulled out a handful of pictures, some from a century before and some from a few years ago.

Hope crawled into her mother's lap as Hayley leaned back against the headboard.

The first picture was of Hope's second Christmas. The hybrid witch was sitting near the tree with her two aunts and her eldest uncle. She was sat in Rebekah's lap, an unwrapped present in her lap.

Hope took the picture from her mother and smiled happily when she saw the toddler version of herself.

"Do you know who they are, honey?"

Hope nodded, finger moving over the photo as she named them.

"That's uncle Elijah, aunt Freya and aunt 'Bekah on Christmas. I got a teddy that year."

"That's right."

Six year old Hope's index finger fondly ran along her aunt's smiling face before she looked up at her mother who was also staring fondly at the picture she had taken of Elijah and Rebekah on Christmas day a few years before. Hayley smiled at her daughter who was sitting on her knee before she moved to the next picture.

The couple in the picture were unaware that the photo had been taken. The two were facing one another, foreheads touching as the female cupped the male's face lovingly, a content smile on her face.

"Uncle Kol and Davina."Hope stated proudly, head resting against her mother's jawline."Freya and Kol are going to be teaching me magic when they comes home, right, momma?"

Hayley smiled, running her fingers through her daughter's hair.

"That's right, honey. We also have your aunt and uncle's spell books so that you can have them when you get older."

The hybrid hid her sad frown, the frown she wore whenever she showed her daughter the pictures of her family.

It was both a happy and sad thing whenever she saw the pictures because it reminded her of how her family were suffering. But she made sure to show her them every week to make sure that her daughter remembered the faces of her family. She had also taken pictures from their home before she had left with her daughter so Hope had framed pictures of the Mikaelson's in her bedroom so that she could also see them every day.

Hayley flicked to the photo that made her daughter release a happy squeal. She laughed as her daughter smiled happily, a look of pure and utter adoration on her face as she looked at the photo.

"And, who is that, baby girl?"

Hope giggled loudly, kicking her legs as her mother flicked to the next picture. She took the picture from her mother and stared happily at the photo. Her father stared back at her, a rare genuine smile on his face as he looked down at his sleeping daughter in her crib. It was taken by Hayley with the Polaroid camera when they had been reunited with her near her first Christmas. Hayley had secretly kept it without him knowing.

"That's daddy!"Hope's ocean blue eyes, identical to her father's, lit up as her orbs stared at her beloved father."That's my daddy."

"That's right."Hayley wrapped her free arm around her daughter, hugging her from behind."That's your daddy and where is he?"

"Daddy is waiting for me to come for him and bring him home when I get big."

Hayley kissed her daughter's temple as they stared down at the picture.

"And daddy will be home soon, right, momma? I'll be big real soon?"Hope asked her mother, fingers running over her father fondly.

A tear slipped down Hayley's cheek as she hugged her daughter to her. Hope was the key, they had found that out when, after years of searching for a way to unite their family again, a witch had told them that the cure to Marcel's bite was something that the world had never seen before.

Hope was something the world had never seen before. A tribrid. Something that was never supposed to happen, just like Marcel's upgrade.

The witch had promised to teach Hope what she would need to stand against Marcel, the magic that her uncle and aunt were supposed to teach her. But Hayley knew that Klaus would never want his daughter to bleed and to stand against Marcel so young.

So they had to wait.

"That's right, baby girl."Hayley murmured as she hugged her daughter, the two staring at the picture of Klaus."You'll be big real soon and when you are, we'll bring daddy home."

Her daughter would be ready one day, ready to fight.

And Marcel would pay.


My dearest Hope.

I do not know how this will find you—as a child full of wonder; a teenager full of opinions; or a young woman with the world at her feet. I write to tell you that I love you and to explain in our family's darkest hour, I was called upon to save my siblings, and so I did.

Please do not mourn me.

Whatever pain I endure I do so in service of those I love. My soul regret is that I will be away from you. Be good to your mother. I draw comfort knowing that she will not rest until our family is united. Until then, my sacrifice will allow you to grow, to become the beautiful daughter I can now only imagine. Please remember that you are the legacy this family has always desired, the promise we fought to protect.

You are, and always be our hope.

"Baby girl?"

Hope, who was sitting on the couch, looked up at her mother."Yeah?"

"It's your birthday. You're eighteenth, well it would have been if you weren't seventeen forever."Hayley said as she walked further into the front room, arms crossed over her chest."You're supposed to be happy."

"I am, it's just-"

Hayley sat next to her, tilting her head as she glanced at the paper in her daughter's hand.

"What are you reading?"

Hope handed it over to her mother as she replied."Dad's letter. I like to read it on my birthday."

Hayley smiled as she read over the letter, a fond look in her eyes."It's your most prized possession, second to your knight."

Hope smiled, crossing her legs as she turned towards her mother."I wish I could at least talk to him."

Hope looked up at the serious tone in her daughter's voice. It was something they spoke about each birthday since Hayley had told Hope that she held the power to bring her father back on her sixteenth. Hope grew stronger each day and Hayley knew that but she was still fearful that she would also lose her daughter.

"I know, baby girl, but it won't be long now. Mia said that-"

"I'm ready, momma."Hope said, reaching out and grabbing her mother's hand."I can feel it. Even if I lose, I can't die which means that we can try again until we beat him."

"Sweetie-"

"I need my dad."Hope cut her mother off, her eyes glassed over."I-It's like someone has cut out half of my heart. I don't know if it's the wolf or, I don't know, but I need my dad."

"Marcel is powerful, honey, and I know that you think you're just as powerful, and you are, but you can't know that you're ready until-"

"I can do it. I can prove it."Hope said, glancing over at the large spellbook that she had gotten from her uncle on the table. There was also some salt that was drawn in the symbol of something that she didn't recognize along with some candles."I can."

Hayley's brow furrowed in confusion."What-"

Before Hayley could finish, Hope squeezed her mother's hand, also grabbing her other one that also held her father's letter.

Ignoring her mother's protests, the hybrid witch shut her eyes, muttering underneath her breath.

"Lo cosu om a din la chambre. Lo cusu om a din la chambre..."

A second later, the two were drowning in darkness.


"It worked."

Hope, who had been laying on the floor, shot up into a sitting position. Her eyes widened as she looked around, getting onto her feet as she took in her surroundings.

She stood in the middle of a bright room that was filled with flowers along with pictures of the Mikaelson family throughout the years, pictures that Hope had looked at countless of times throughout her life. There was a long wooden picnic table that was covered with food, along with a large birthday cake that stated 'Happy 18th, Hope!'.

Hope reached out and fan her fingers over the flowers as she walked around the large room.

She smiled, proud of herself, it had worked.

She turned and her eyes instantly landed on her mother that lay on the ground beside her feet.

"Mom?"

Her mother's eyes fluttered open and they landed on her daughter as she hovered over her.

"W-What happened?"Hayley asked, sitting up."What did you do?"

Hope nodded, smiling."A birthday present to me from me."

Her mother got to her feet, looking around as she moved in a small circle."What is this?"

Hope shrugged, nodding."Just something I came up with."

"I can make us see him. Touch him, hug him. Be with him, even if it is for a short while."

Hayley frowned in confusion."Hope, what are you-"

"Mia taught me how."

Hayley, still turning around, whispered."I think-"

Her mother cut herself off and she inhaled sharply, her eyes widening.

"Hope?"

Hope followed her mother's eyes and she let out a long breath as her eyes landed on the reason she had done what she had done in the first place.

On the ground, around three meters away, lay her father.

Hope let out a gasp, a large smile crawling onto her face.

"It's him, mom!"She squealed, flashing over to her father, kneeling down beside him, a laugh spilling from her lips as she stared at the Original hybrid."It's him."

Hayley's hand cupped over her mouth, eyes shining as she watched her daughter fawn over her father. She could only remember bits and pieces of her father, remember how he hugged her and whispered to her whenever they were on their own.

She had never been within touching distance of her father for almost sixteen years.

Hope shook him desperately, whispering to him as she tried to wake him up. She turned into a small girl again as she hovered over her father, pleading that it was real, that he was there. It may had not been reality, but she could touch him, she could be near him.

It wasn't a picture.

"Daddy?"

Klaus' eyes snapped open and he inhaled sharply, eyes flickering around him, ready to fight whatever opposed him. He looked worn, as if he hadn't been in peace for sixteen years. He looked weak, something that was never used to describe the once feared hybrid.

"What's happening?"Klaus demanded, looking around."What-"

He cut himself off when his ocean blue orbs landed on the young woman that was hovering over him.

His eyes flashed amber, and as if sensing that she were a threat, he, despite his weak state, flashed up and grabbed her by the arms.

"Who are you?"

Hope's eyes widened as he shook her, fingers digging into her forearms.

"It's me."

"What are you?"Klaus growled, shaking her again."Did Marcel send you to make me suffer even more?"

Hope's lips parted, shocked.

"Klaus?"

The hybrid's eyes left Hope, and his head turned to the left to see the mother of his child standing a few meters from him.

He let out a shaky breath, his eyes returning to their usual ocean blue."Little wolf?"

Hayley nodded, eyes watery."Yeah...it's me."

"How long has it been?"

"Sixteen years."Hayley responded, eyes turning to her daughter."This isn't real, but she wanted her father for her birthday."

Klaus' fingers instantly loosened on Hope and he slowly turned his head towards her. His eyes softened as his ocean blue orbs met her own which were identical to his own.

Hope's lower lip quivered as her father tilted his head.

"Daddy?"

His eyes narrowed for a moment, as if connecting the dots in his mind.

"I-It can't be."Klaus whispered, shaking his head.

His hand raised and he gently brushed her long brown locks from her eyes, his hand shaking slightly. His eyes glassed over as his daughter smiled up at him, flashes of her as a baby appearing in his mind, her eyes standing out in each flash.

"My little girl."Hope let out an emotional giggle as her father's lips turned up into his famous crooked smile."My little troublemaker."

Hope lunged into her father's arms, winding her arms around his neck as she let out a loud sob. Hayley cupped a hand over her mouth to stop her sobs as Klaus laughed in utter relief as he hugged his daughter tightly, his eyes turning lighter with each moment passing.

The two hugged for a long moment before they pulled away a moment later.

Hayley slowly walked over to them, smiling widely as Klaus placed a hand on her shoulder.

Klaus looked around the beautiful room."How is this happening?"

Hope, smiling proudly, replied."I made it happen."

"What is this?"

"It's a chambre de chasse.."Hope said, gesturing to the room, speaking as she did."Our bodies are in the real world whilst our minds are in here, you represented by the white knight, momma the dove while i'm the wolf."

"We can see each-other until we come for you."Hope said to her father, a deadly serious look in her eyes."We'll all be together soon, the entire family. We promise, don't we, momma?"

Hayley nodded, looking up at Klaus."Yeah."

Klaus smiled at them both."Of that I have no doubt."

Klaus' eyes landed on the table that was filled with food, eyes glancing at the cake."I apologize, I didn't get you a present."

Hope shook her head, wiping a tear from her face."I doesn't matter..."Her eyes flickered between her parents."I have all that I need right now."

Hayley and Klaus smiled at each-other before looking at their daughter.

"Are you happy, baby girl?"

Hope nodded, wanting to jump up and down. Hayley felt the urge to sob again, she hadn't seen her daughter so happy.

Klaus reached out, offering Hayley and Hope his hands."I suppose we should celebrate your special day, love."

Hayley and Hope each grabbed a hand, holding on so tight, never wanting to let go.

And the three walked over to the table to enjoy their day.


Thank you for reading!

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