The Way We Were: Chapter One

But I know, all I know's that the end's beginning
Who I am from the start,
Take me home to my heart
Let me go and I will run,
I will not be silent

- Trading Yesterday, Shattered

Klaus and Alice, Alisson and Niklaus, Alice and Klaus, Niklaus and Alisson.

No matter how many times you rephrased it, moved the names around and shuffled the sentence, those two names would always find a way to weave themselves next to one another.
In reality, it was exactly the same.

Sure, they were not together every second of the day nor were they that often in the same city but before long they would always cross paths with one another, neither would ever be alone because in the end, they were all each other had. They were all each other needed and they were all each other had really known.

If there was ever one person Klaus truly trusted, it was his partner in crime, the Robin to his Batman, the Bonnie to his Clyde but in more specific terms, his best friend.
Though this was often very hard for people, who shook with fear at the sound of his very name, to understand, Klaus would only ever listen to her.
Of course he had his little sister Rebekah, whom was also an accomplice of sorts and he loved her, yes, because she was the only family member to have stuck by him in his time of need, but he never truly felt as though she cared as much as he.
Though Rebekah would never leave her brother, she had lost hope that he would ever truly become the man he once was and was afraid that the person whom he'd now become, damaged, lonely and misunderstood, would be stuck forever. Forever is a long time when you're immortal.

Alisson however, was largely aware of Klaus' anger, trust, commitment and family issues though chose to never question him out right about it and would only follow orders.
She cared deeply for him, aware of the fact he didn't know just how much.

Alisson sighed, twirling the glass of whisky in her hand.
Apparently, sitting alone at a bar in the middle of a highway had been the highlight of her day so far.
Sure, the drinks were free (after a preposition) and nobody was causing her hassle but she couldn't help but feel lonely.
Before she could ponder the thought of adding a little something extra to her drink, the quiet in the awful bar had been broken shrill of her mobile phone

"Alisson?!"

A panicked voice called over the speaker, though she knew that high-pitched English accent anywhere, Rebekah.

"Rebekah Mikaelson" she smirked, placing her whisky flat on the counter, "to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Alice, its Klaus"

And with, she'd left the building as quickly as she entered.

"I've been gone for ten years and you've knocked up a werewolf, it seems like I might have to stay for a little while"

Klaus' eyes widened at the sound of the voice behind him and spun around, his eyes falling on his best friend.
He'd missed her and she knew it, the way that he stared for longer than he usually would have gave it away, the corners of his mouth turning into somewhat of a smile.
Striding forward, he took her 5ft 2 frame into a, very unusual and very rare, tight embrace.

"I've missed you, little one" he whispered.

Hello there!

This was really short, I know and I'm sorry but before I put up a full length chapter I just wanted to see what the response on this story would've have been before I write everything out properly.
Please let me know what you think, I would really really appreciate it! (So would Klaus;))

Thanks loves!

Tam xo