A/N- Hi Guys! Just a quick intro thingy (yes I said thingy, you can tell i have a beta right?) I thought up this story just after the Originals episode this season (Season 4 episode 20...maybe.) But I didnt want to post it before the end of the season so here it is! This is a Klaus/OC story with slight sprinkles of Klaroline. Quick note: I personally get slightly annoyed when people just "forget" a character but Tatia and Klaus' relationship will be slightly altered/ minimized for the sake of the plot. So...Yep... I'm awkward hope ya like it Kay thnx Love ya bye.
"Marcel may be able to monitor the spells we can cast,but we're still witches. We keep the balance of nature. And nature let's us know when its cooked up something new. For example I have a special gift, of sensing when a girl is pregnant." The Deveroe witch looked at Hailey. No, was all he could think then. No.
"What? What are you saying?" He knew.
"Niklaus, the girl is carrying your child." He listened to his brother say the words. They reached his ears promptly however his brain had to give itself time to comprehend what he'd brother knew, knew exactly what was coming next.
"Niklaus, " He heard before he even started, then he did what he always did. He ran.
"Niklaus! Niklaus come on it was not all that bad!" She said removing her leather strap from her wrist and pulling her hair back from her face. "Klaus, you cannot always run from your problems. Sooner or later you're going to have to face your father head on! Bastard that he is." She mumbled under her breath.
"Don't talk about my father that way!" Nik's voice emerged from in the bushes somewhere behind her. She rolled her eyes and made her way back toward the brush. She parted the branches and found her best friend in the same position she always did after a bout with Mikael the Terrible.
"Your cowering." She said pointedly.
"I am not!" He began to protest and then saw no point. "He's frightening when he's ..." Leti rolled her eyes and plopped down next to her... Klaus.
"He's an arse that's what he is." She said sitting cross legged next to him as he lay his head on her shoulder. When they were younger they could go everywhere, do everything together. But now that they were older and both well past marriageable age this ,them , was inappropriate beyond measure. She looked at him and scrunched her nose.
"What?" He asked without looking at her.
"You should stop sulking." She said. Klaus sighed and lifted his head.
"I am not sulking." He said staring at the ground and pulling up grass from under them . "And besides, even if I was sulking I'd have good reason." Leti rolled her eyes at him and laid back with her hands behind her head. As a witch she'd tried to explain the wonder of simply feeling nature to Klaus many time's but he just didn't get it. He can't help that he's simply human. She thought then.
"And what would your reason be Niklaus. To sulk I mean." She cared. He knew she did but sometimes she tried very hard to make him think she didn't and he could never quite figure out why. Things used to be so easy between them, now he was always confused by her. He thought of the million reasons that he had to sulk. "Well,-"
"Well..." She interrupted him, and he tossed the grass that he'd been picking at at her face. She hit him. Hard, on the leg and he began again.
"Well, for starters my father hates me." He waited. For her to say what his mother, and sister, and brothers all assured him.
"Well, that's true." She looked into his shocked eyes. "What? I'm not going to lie to hates you."
She stared at her best friend and he stared back at her and then grunted, plopping down so that his head landed on her lap.
"Leti why can't you simply be normal and lie to me like everyone else." He said, the words muffled by the arm he'd placed over his face.
"Because I love you far too much for that Niklaus." She said stroking his hair.
"And besides it doesn't matter what your father thinks or does not think. You are kind," she lifted one arm off of his face. One of his gorgeous azure eyes looked back at her, she continued with a giggle. " You are full of love and depth. You have the heart of the most tender lover." She gently pushed his other arm away. "And the strength to endure more than the bravest of warriors." She stroked his cheek softly with the back of her hand. "And if your father cannot realize your worth Niklaus, than it is his own loss." She stared, and he stared. And then a girl showed up in the back of her mind. A beautiful girl. With olive skin shades lighter than her own. And hair shorter and much less course. And brown eyes that broke her when she looked in them, because they held her loves heart. So she did as she always did, she pushed back her feelings for the sake of his.
"Come on, Tatia is probably dying of boredom with you here and Elijah out hunting." She turned her head as he lifted his off of her lap.
"And what do you care about Tatia's feelings? I've actually started a book of all the foul names you've called her thus far!" Klaus dusted himself off and as always forgot to check his hair.
"Well it's not my fault you choose to fall in lust with that insolent entitled cluckbrained common harlot." She said while reaching up to pick the twigs and grass out of his hair. She stood back and in the back of her mind registered the fact that for once he didn't correct her. She then dusted herself off and began to walk back toward the village, she turned after a few steps to realize that she was walking alone. She turned to find her best friend staring at her.
"What?" She asked bringing her arms around her. Her mother always told her that she did it subconsciously to protect herself. She noticed that it felt wrong doing it in front of the one that she knew she never needed protection from.
"Niklaus!" She said her voice an octave higher then usual which brought a light smile to his lips. "Why are you looking me like that?" Klaus finally began walking toward his...Leti.
"Why is it so incriminating that I look at you?" He asked while throwing his arm around her shoulder, bringing them back to the easiness that their relationship warranted. As they walked away he took the chance and stared at her some more. And that was the day he realized that Tatia Petrova or no...He was in love with Letiria Quetsia.
He heard him before he saw him.
"Go away, Elijah." He said to his brother before he got a chance to begin berating Klaus for abandoning the girl carrying "his" child.
"You have to stop running from your problems Niklaus. Look where it's gotten you thus far. Besides, this is not something you can very well run from." Elijah said. Klaus continued to look over the edge of the roof that they were currently standing on, hoping that if he ignored his brother long enough he would go away. Or, if worse came to worse, he could throw him off.
"Who said I was running from anything Elijah? I simply don't see the point in entertaining this idiocy." Klaus said to his elder brother as he began to walk away.
"Niklaus! For once in your life this is not about you and your comforts! For once take others into consideration. Think of the child! And Haley! Think about how scared that poor girl must be-" Klaus turned to his brother again cutting him off.
"I don't care!" He exclaimed so loudly Elijah could have sworn the Salvatore brothers would be calling him from Mystic Falls about all of the racket. "I don't care about that werewolf girl, or the bastard she carries with her!" Klaus raged.
"Really? Well I recall another bastard that was without a father's love a couple centuries back! I wonder how he turned out?" Elijah mused. Klaus started. And with that he was gone. Disappeared into the shadows.
"Niklaus!" He heard Leti call to him from the kitchen of their not so humble abode. Theirs was the largest dwelling in the now small but fully functional and growing town of what would one day be known as "New Orleans". Niklaus walked in the door and was immediately stopped in his tracks by the short woman jumping onto him.
"Whoa!" He exclaimed with a laugh as he twirled her in his arms. "To what do I owe this welcome?" He asked not giving her a proper chance to answer before he captured her lips with his in a kiss that was altogether familiar , and passionate.
"I missed you!", was all his wife said as he looked into her eyes.
"And, what else?" He asked. She loved him, and loathed him all at the same time just then. It was only Niklaus that could see through her just as well as she saw through him. She decided in that moment to, tell him. Whatever lay ahead, they would survive. Just as they'd survived everything else they'd encountered in their lives. Death, grief, sorrow, and everything else that caused the darkness to threaten to control them; And yet there they stood. And those were the thoughts that guided her to speak, to tell him. The memories of all they'd been through, and overcome. And they would overcome this...She hoped. But, what if he was angry! And what if it wasn't the perfection that she'd already begun to envision just in the hours since Rebekah had heard it!
"Leti?" Klaus said, his eyes boring into hers. "What's wrong?" She noted his furrowing brow and reached up to smoothen the wrinkles in his worried forehead. She was just going to let it out. They would get through it. He may even be happy! She wouldn't know until she told him.
"Niklaus," she said feeling his arms encircle her waist, soaking up his warmth and the safety of being nestled in his arms. "I think that I-"
"Klaus!" Elijah said coming through the door of their home.
"Not now Elijah." Klaus said eyes unwavering, and still completely focused on the love of his life.
"There's a fire." Klaus turned finally to his brother.
"What?" Leti stepped away from Klaus as he and Elijah bustled about grabbing things to fight that large fire that was apparently making it's way toward the village. Elijah made his way out, running toward the danger, forever the heroine.
"Leti," Klaus said softly before her once again.
"Go," She said. "Be safe. I'll tell you later." Niklaus nodded and kissed her.
"Are you sure?" He asked, pushing a tendril of hair from her face that always seemed to find it's way in front of her right eye.
"Of course," She said. "Besides, where have I got to go?"
To the year 2013, hundreds of years later, he still didn't know where she had to go, or why. All he knew was from that day to this one, he never saw her again.
A/N So their was the First Chapter! I'm taking this story on as my summer project so I I'll be Uploading once a week!Thanks again to my Best friend Calli for her awsome Betaing, I'll give you her Pen name on the next Chapter because she changes it so damn much that I can't keep track! :) Kay Thnx Luv ya Bye!
-Melpomene