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Summary: When tragedy strikes Caroline finds herself willingly in Klaus' arms. Warning: character death and sinister things afoot. Season 6 AU... maybe. One-shot.
AN: I was feeling particularly angsty and evil when I wrote this so don't expect anything to come out roses ;)
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Almost Evil
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She sees him close up, his smooth concrete walls rising higher than ever as they once again become impossible to climb. As irrationally betrayed as she felt when she first heard of the baby growing in Hayley, then she is genuinely sad for the both of them for the loss... so she curls herself into a little ball on his lap and forces his unwilling arms to envelope her. If he refuses to morn then she will do it for the both of them. Her breath shakes and her eyes flood as she lays her head against his broad chest. She cries. She cries for the life lost and the extinguished chances and possibilities. She cries for the pain he's hiding and for the humanity she isn't sure she will ever see in him again. She cries in grief and guilt and in shame filled relief. She cries because she is a horrible person that more than once wished that this entire thing would just go away... and now it has in the worst way imaginable. She cries because she wished so much that the child was hers; that it had been her belly steadily expanding with a little life securely hidden inside. She cries because she knows she'll still be wishing that same wish as the sun explodes during the end of times; that she was the mother of his baby.
It doesn't take long before he's rubbing her back soothingly as he buries his face in her long golden locks. She knows there's absolutely nothing she can say to make things better, but she knows that taking care of her will at least momentarily distract him from pulling himself fully away from the world. So she let's him rock her in his protective embrace as she cries for the both of them.
It doesn't seem to matter that they have an audience; that both Elijah and Stefan sit across from the two of them with glassy eyes and furrowed brows. Although that isn't quite true. The green eyed boy sitting across from them isn't actually Stefan, but the blonde couples biggest fan. It is after all thanks to him, Silas, that fierce little Caroline is curled up on Klaus lap. It is thanks to him that that abomination cooked up by the New Orleans witches is forever gone and the two of them have one less obstacle in their way... one less monster to slay.
The both of them had made the wish... always fleetingly of course since neither of them is truly evil. Silas knows with certainty that this is both of their darkest desires and so he's gifted them with the freedom they both longed for. Besides he knew what that thing was and it was no baby. No, that monstrosity festering in the were-bitches belly was pure evil; made from the darkest of magic. Magic he, Silas, would never dream of tampering with. No, he'd done them all a favour when he'd extinguished the demon before it could fully take root.
Silas raises his glass of bourbon to his lips to hide the small smile the intimate sight of Klaus and Caroline in such a vulnerable embrace evokes. The thoughts whirring through their minds ensure him that the outcome of this little "tragedy" will only bring the two of them closer... especially once he makes sure that useless backstabbing mutt has the sudden urge to escape the madness of New Orleans.
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AN: Silas may be evil, but he sure loves him some Klaroline :P This is my first attempt at both Klaroline and Silas so please let me know what you think.
