This is just a little idea that popped into my head and started coming to life one evening. Not too sure where it's going to end, but hopefully it'll be a good ride. Please also bear with me through some of it as I know very little about the crime syndicate and am pretty much making up a lot of it as I go. So, please give it a chance and let me know what you think.

Elena POV

I sighed as I rolled over in bed and found that my husband wasn't home yet. I glanced up at the alarm clock on his side of the bed to see that it was three forty in the morning. The question wasn't whether or not to he was still at work. The question was who was he with and how pissed would he be if I bothered him? On the other hand, how pissed would he be if I didn't bother him at all. Ugh, I was damned if I did and damned if I didn't. Of course, with being married to Niklaus Mikaelson, I was potentially damned already.

Finally I decided to be the ever loving, doting wife that I pretended to be in public with him and send him a text message. Just woke up and saw you weren't home yet. Just making sure everything's okay? I wasn't sure if he would respond or not, but at least he couldn't get upset that I hadn't made some sort of gesture. I rolled over in the hopes of going back to sleep. I had no sooner closed my eyes when I heard a crash from downstairs. I groaned as I stood to grab my bathrobe and head downstairs.

I came down the stairs and followed voices into Klaus' office where I found Klaus' right-hand man, Marcel Gerald, and his head of security, Daniel, tying a man up in one of the chairs. "What's going on in here?" I surveyed the room and took in the shattered window and the table that had been destroyed in their tussle.

"We just caught this man breaking into the house." Daniel told me proudly.

"I'm sure my husband will be so happy to hear that this man breached your line of security but you managed to capture him after he broke into the house." I rolled my eyes and turned to Marcel.

"Where's Klaus? He'll want to handle this." Marcel demanded.

"He's out. I'll call him now." I turned to head back up the stairs when a thought crossed my mind and I looked back to Marcel. "Who is this guy?"

"Tyler Lockwood." I nodded and headed up the stairs.

I entered the bedroom wondering if he would answer if I called or if Marcel should have tried. I picked up my phone and was surprised to see that Klaus had responded to my text message while I was downstairs. At the apartment, everything's fine. It gave me hope that he might answer. I pressed the call button and patiently waited for him to answer.

Just before I expected the voicemail to come across, Klaus answered the phone. "Yes?" I could hear a slight giggle in the background and knew automatically who he was with.

"You should probably come home. A man by the name of Tyler Lockwood just broke into the house. Marcel and Daniel have him tied up in your office."

"How long was he in the house before being captured?" My husband's English accent came back fully alert now.

"Not long. I headed down the stairs as soon as he crashed through the window and they already had him before I got to your office."

"I'll be there shortly." He ended the call as I headed down the stairs. I re-entered the office to find that they had gagged the intruder.

"He's on his way." I informed Marcel. "Do you know offhand who I can call to have the window repaired?" Klaus was very distrustful of almost everyone. The last thing I wanted was to bring in somebody that he wouldn't approve of and feel the brunt of his wrath.

"I'll have it taken care of if you want to go back to sleep." Marcel was extremely charming. If it wasn't for the fact that he was Klaus' right-hand man, he wouldn't be a bad guy.

"I seriously doubt that I'll be getting any more sleep tonight." I gave him a tight smile before heading to the kitchen. I started a pot of coffee, knowing that I wouldn't be the only one staying awake for the rest of the night.

It was twenty minutes later when I heard Klaus' car park in the garage. I stood and poured him a mug of coffee and handed it to him when he entered the kitchen from the garage a few moments later. "What exactly happened tonight?"

I picked my mug up and took a sip as I leaned back against the counter. "I'm not too sure. I was going back to sleep after texting you when I heard a crash downstairs. By the time I got down to your office, Daniel was glowing about having caught the guy in the house, and he and Marcel were tying the guy up. I called you and waited here. They're in your office."

"Lockwood got into the house? Where was the security outside?" He snarled at me.

"Your guess is as good as mine. I thought that this is why we had security?"

"It is. Are you okay?" His tone changed and he softened a little, reaching out to cup my chin so that he could make my eyes meet his. He wasn't normally very affectionate with me, usually only in public to keep up appearances, when he wanted something, or when he wasn't able to get to any of his other women.

I looked up at him and decided to be honest with him, regardless of however he would react. "After I found out about the full scope of your enterprises, you promised me that you would always make sure that no harm ever came to me. You hired Daniel and doubled the security detail on the compound and I've never worried about not being safe here when you're not here. But tonight, you weren't here and the man you charged with protecting me failed. We may not have a perfect marriage, but you have never broken a promise to me and I don't want this to be the promise that you end up not being able to fulfill. Please tell me that this will never happen again."

I had half expected a harsh reaction, but was pleasantly surprised with the response that I did receive. He dropped his hand from my chin to my waist and pulled me to him, engulfing me in his arms. "I am sorry. I will make sure this doesn't happen again." He held me for a few moments before releasing me and telling me that he was going to take care of the intruder.

I sat back down at the table with my coffee and waited. Knowing Klaus, he would take care of the intruder in a matter of minutes and we could go to bed together. I didn't have to wait long. I heard some yelling and not long after that, Klaus re-entered the kitchen. "You won't have to worry about Lockwood again. Marcel had a couple of the guards board up the window and we'll have it replaced in the morning."

I nodded. "Okay, are you coming up to bed?"

"In just a moment, I have Marcel fetching Daniel for me."

"Well, I think I will head up to bed, then." I finished what was left of my coffee.

"Just a moment, love, I want you here for this." He told me as he crossed his arms and leaned against the counter. I nodded again and waited patiently for Marcel and Daniel. They finally entered from the door that led to the garden on the opposite side of the room. Marcel crossed the room and left Daniel near the door. Klaus reached out to me with his left hand. "Elena, sweetheart, please come here to me."

I stood and took his hand, letting him pull me to his side. "Daniel, you are my head of security. I hired you for one job and you failed me. Can you tell me how Tyler not only managed to get into the compound but into my house?"

"Please accept my apology. I don't know how he managed to get this far, but I assure you, I will make sure it never happens again on my watch." Daniel began to apologize.

"As my dear wife pointed out to me a few moments ago, I promised her that she would never have to worry about her safety here at the compound. In order to keep my word, I hired you and you have failed me." Klaus tightened his hold on me with his left arm, pulling me further into his side so that I couldn't move. "You were correct, this will never happen again on your watch." Klaus reached around behind his back and pulled out a nine millimeter and pulled the trigger quickly.

"NO!" I cried out as the shot rang out and I buried my head into the crook of his arm. I heard Daniel's body drop to the ground and then the gun being set on the counter so that Klaus could use his free hand to hold the back of my head and comfort me.

"Marcel, please make sure that this is taken care of immediately. I am going to take Elena upstairs."

"Of course."

"Elena, love, look at me." I was crying into his shirt. I had stayed as far from his "work" as I could and this was not what I would have chosen for "bring-your-wife-to-work-day." I had never seen someone die before, much less be shot. "Elena?" He tried several times to get me to look up at him, but I didn't want to look anywhere in case there was blood and I refused to let go of his shirt. He eventually gave up and slid his right arm under my knees and began carrying me up the stairs bridal style to the bedroom. He set me down on the bed and knelt down in front of me.

"Elena, love, please look at me."

I reluctantly opened my eyes and looked down to him. "Did you have to kill him?"

"Yes. He failed at his job to protect what was mine. I couldn't just fire him, he knew too much about what goes on in this house." He sighed. "To be honest, I'm not entirely certain that he didn't let Lockwood into the house."

I thought for a few moments. "Okay, so he had to die, did you have to do that in front of me?"

"You needed to see that I will honor my promise to make sure you are protected, that I will do whatever it takes to keep my word to you." He reached up and placed a chaste kiss on my forehead. "Now, let's go to bed."

I stood up and removed my bathrobe, hanging it on the end of the bed. I wasn't sure if I would be able to sleep after what I had witnessed in the kitchen. I climbed into the bed and watched as Klaus stripped down to his boxers and climbed in on his side. We laid there in silence for a few moments before I had to ask him. "Can I ask you a question without you getting upset?"

"We'll see. What's your question?" He closed his eyes in annoyance.

"Umm….never mind." I rolled over to face the wall. I seriously doubted I would be able to sleep at all.

"Out with it, Elena." He exhaled.

I took a deep breath and rolled back over to my left side so that I was facing him. "How do you sleep after doing something like that? I don't think that I can."

"Don't think about it, Elena, and you'll sleep better." He pulled me in closer so that I was snuggled into his side and began stroking my back to help me sleep. Just before I drifted off, I felt him place the lightest kiss on the top of my head.

Let me know what you think. I'm trying to figure out where I'm going with this myself and just in the five minutes I've been taking to post this I've had a couple ideas.