"She's getting better. Lucien's blood, it's working."
Klaus couldn't believe he'd just heard those words come from his sister's mouth. Hurrying up the stairs into the bedroom Camille was currently residing in, he watched as her skin returned to it's natural color from an ash grey and sighed with relief and made his way over to the side of the bed, entwining his hand with hers…
"Klaus." she whispered
"Don't speak, love," he replied "just rest."
"I know you said you'd tell me you loved me tomorrow but because I'm not dying today, can you tell me now, please?" she inquired
"I love you." he informed her
CAMILLE'S POV:
I opened my eyes and turned my head to the side, seeing Klaus looking at me. Smiling at him warmly, I stroked my thumb across his knuckle on the hand that was entwined with mine…
"I love you too." I mirrored "Can you lie with me?"
Klaus put a stop to my movements as I went to move across the bed, moving to the other side to gently move me over, bringing the blanket up and over our bodies as he moved back to the other side and lay down next to me. Turning, I rested my head on his chest and draped my arm over his waist, revelling in the comfort I felt…
KLAUS'S POV:
"How is she, brother?" Elijah asked as I made my way out of Camille's room hours later
"Good." I informed him "She's sleeping. Thank you for all your effort today; it hasn't gone unnoticed."
He nodded his head… "You'd do the same for me if it was Hayley in that situation."
"If today's taught us anything, it's that life's too short, even for us," I replied "have you told her how you feel?"
"She's still grieving for Jackson," he sighed "I can't put that on her."
"I think it'd be what she wants to hear, especially today." I admitted
CAMILLE'S POV:
I made my down the stairs carefully, still feeling extremely weak, Klaus stopping me as I was about to enter the kitchen…
"What are you doing out of bed?" he asked "You should be resting…"
"And you should be making me soup." I replied "I've been resting all day; I needed to see something more than those four walls, I still do."
"You're not suggesting what I think you are, are you?" he questioned
"Just a little walk – 5, 10 minutes at the most. Please, Klaus." I begged
"Until I know it's safe and Lucien can't harm you again, you're not stepping foot out of this compound." he informed me
"Klaus," I sighed "that could take months, years, even, or we might not find a solution. Are you going to keep me locked up here forever?"
"If that's what it takes to keep you safe then yes." he replied "I will not have him hurt you again."
"I can't and won't hide away. He won't know what has cured me if he sees us, so we'll leave him guessing and wondering, doesn't that give you a thrill?" I inquired
"Not really." he admitted "I will not come that close to losing you again!"
I swallowed a lump in my throat and cupped his cheeks in my hands… "You're stuck with me."
"Kiss me." he whispered
"What?" I asked
"Kiss me." he replied "Just so I can be sure all of this is real and not just a dream."
Pulling his face to mine gently, I pressed my lips against his, sighing contentedly against his mouth as his arms wound their way around my waist and he began to take control of the kiss, deepening it before pulling away, leaning his forehead against mine…
"I have the perfect place we can go to," he informed me "I'll get your jacket."
"Is this how it's going to be?" he asked
"Pardon?" he questioned
"This," I replied "us. You looking after me when I'm perfectly capable of looking after myself."
"I'm being a gentleman." he informed me
I smiled at him warmly… "I'll get my jacket."
"So stubborn." he sighed
"You love it." I replied
"Yes, I do." he informed me
No one ask me how I summoned up the courage and strength to write this after watching the most heartbreaking episode of The Originals ever this morning, but I did, somehow. This is how it should've gone!