Hey guys I know that I haven't been updating for a little while all of my classes suddenly decided to give out an hour of homework each so I just decided to post this little thing that I wrote a while ago to make up for it, but I promise that I will try to have a new chapter updated by tomorrow.

I hope that this makes up for it and I hope that all of you like it/ hate what happened.

My tribute to 9/11

September 11 2001

A small giggling erupted me from my sleep. I opened only one eye to look at the girl who had been lying next to me who was now on top of me. I smiled at her and pulled her down so that her head could lie on my chest.

"Good morning, love," she tried mimicking my accent, but failing miserable. I gave a genuine laugh at her before leaning up and placing a small kiss on her cheek.

"Good morning love," I replied playing with her soft black curls and getting lost into her soft brown eyes that were sparkling with mischief. I raised one of my eyebrows at her but she just giggled harder. "What's got you smiling so early love?"

"Happy birthday, Nik," she whispered getting up out of the bed and grabbing something from the cabinet drawer from beside the bed. I groaned in annoyance, I had specifically told her that I did not want to celebrate my birthday yet she didn't listen to me.

"I thought I told you that I didn't want to celebrate my birthday," I groaned when she returned to the bed with a small box in her hands. Her smile was lighting up the entire room with pure joy and love as she looked at me.

"Obviously I didn't listen," she said smirking at me handing me the box, "Now open it," she giggled with excitement. I sighed before taking the small box and opening the silver lid. What I saw made me sit up almost automatically with shock. I heard her giggle before sitting up with me placing her arms around my shoulders from behind me. I took the small stone from the box and just stared at it.

For centuries I had been obsessed with breaking the curse my mother had once placed upon me, but after meeting the woman behind me I realized that I didn't need to break the curse to be happy. I was only happy with her, but she had wanted me to continue to try and break the curse when she had first met me because she knew how much it meant to me.

The little white rock was staring right back at me with mockery that I hadn't forgotten. It still had the smooth surface that I remembered from before Katerina took it from me back in 1492.

"Well?" She asked nervously, "Do you like it?" I could only stare at her in shock.

"Where did you get this?" I asked her.

"One of your sources in the World Trade center had found a witch track it down, in an hour I have to go down and give him the money he wanted in exchange," she explained. I turned around and pulled her straight into my arms without hesitation burying my head into her hair. The scent of strawberries and vanilla filled my senses.

"You know that I don't need to break this stupid curse right?" she nodded her head, "Then why? Why are you so persistent in trying to get me to break it?"

"Because Nik I know how long and how much you've sacrificed to lift this curse," she said softly, "I know you don't want to lift the curse anymore, but one day what if you change mind and the time will have already passed to break it?" She started rambling but I stopped her with a peck to her lips.

"I love you," I said kissing her again.

"I love you too Nik," she responded her eyes staring into mine, "Now I have to go and pay the man, but tonight you will meet me at the top floor of the World Trade Center North tower and we will celebrate with a special dinner." I watched as she got out of bed and changed into a pair of jeans and a simple red shirt and gray jacket.

"Be back soon love," I said as she grabbed her keys from her purse. She walked over to me and gave me a long kiss.

"I'll see you at dinner love," she tried once again mimicking my accent making me chuckle.

"You're horrible at mimicking accents love," I told her causing her to pout.

"Don't be mean Nik," she said, "I'll be back soon."

Little did I know that would be the last time I would ever see her again.

September 9, 2011 (the day the memorial opened) pretend that this is around the time that all the originals are around, but Ester hasn't tried to kill them yet.

Elijah pov

Something was wrong with Niklaus. He wasn't in his usual controlling mood today instead he seemed actually depressed and on edge. Every time Rebekah tried talking to him he would just clutch something in his hand and stare at his watch. Almost as if he was waiting for something to happen. It wasn't even nine o clock yet and he already has killed both Kol and Rebekah for getting on his nerves. Finally at nine o'clock he grabbed a coat and left the mansion in a hurried manor.

"What's with Nik today?" Rebekah asked rubbing her neck that Nik had just snapped.

"How should I know?" Kol snapped rubbing his neck as well, "Where the heck did he go? I swear I'm going to break his neck so hard-."

"Enough," Mother said to all of us looking gravely at door where Niklaus had just ran through, "Today is a sad day for him, leave Niklaus alone."

What was she talking about? Rebekah huffed and ran out the door.

What a strange day.

Niklaus pov

It didn't take long for me to run down to New York where the World Trade Center memorial was being shown for the first time. Today was the tenth anniversary of the day that my life was destroyed, the day where my heart had shattered a million times. Another thing the curse had brought me to add to my misery was today. When the only person I had ever loved was taken from me.

I chuckled darkly to myself thinking about the irony of the situation from ten years ago. As it turned out the stone that she had thought was the moonstone happened to be a replica of the actual stone. So when she went to pay the man that had given her she had perished when the airplane crashed into the tower. I still remember that day too well.

9-11

Flashback

I stared in my hand a small ring. A lapis lazuli ring with a small ring of diamonds around the stone with a silver band binding it all together. Tonight was going to be the night, the night that I proposed to herm the love of my life.

Suddenly it seemed as if the world shook as the small apartment rattled and I almost lost my footing. Smoke clouded up the window so that I couldn't see outside. What the bloody hell was going on? I ran down at lighting fast speed down to the lobby to figure out what was going on, but it was all chaos down there. Finally I had managed to capture one of the clerks.

"What's going on?" I compelled the man keeping eye contact.

"An airplane just crashed into the North tower of the World Trade Center," he spoke in a daze before coming again back to his own mind and running off to try and help the other people, but I was stuck on the spot.

She was in the North Tower.

End flashback

A few stray tears left my eyes as I stood in line to enter the memorial, I could just compel my way to the front, but I knew that she wouldn't want me to do that. So I stood in line and waited until I was finally let into the new memorial. For a few moments I stood in awe at the new fountains that lie right where the foundation for the two towers. Finally gathering the courage I walked over to the fountain for the old North Tower and searched through the names.

When I found the one I was looking for I couldn't hold it in anymore. Tears ran down my cheeks as I carved the name with my fingers imagining her curls in my hands when I used to play with them at night. I could imagine her soft eyes staring at me with excitement whenever she saw me.

Why her?

Why did she have to be taken from me so violently? When I had heard that there had been some survivors I had been overjoyed and so full of hope that she had been saved and was just waiting for me to pick her up in my arms and hold her until the end of time. I had ran over there as fast as I could and waited until I got word from the fire men. While I was there the second plane had crashed into the South Tower, and I could still remember the debris running into my eyes as I tried to keep them out of my eyes.

Then I got the worst new that shattered me.

She had died, she had been on the floor that was crashed by the airplane. They told me that she hadn't suffered at all that it was a quick death, but I didn't care about that at all. All I knew was that the one person that I had given a chance at love had just been taken from me. I remember taking that man and snapping his neck on the spot not caring if anyone had seen me. I had been so filled with rage that I had slaughtered several people that day.

Leaning down I picked up a flower that someone had dropped, a fire lily, her favorite flower. Twirling it in my fingers I took it twisted it so that it was attached to her ring. Then I placed it next to her name. I gripped the stone in my hands and almost broke it before I felt someone place their hand on my shoulder. I spun around and almost said her name before I saw who was there.

"What are you doing here?" I asked. Rebekah gave me a small smile filled with sympathy before standing next to me.

"Who was she," she asked tracing the name softly.

"She was the most amazing person I had ever met," I replied tears still streaming down my face. "You know that this day she had actually wanted to celebrate my birthday with me? Did you know that I was going to ask her to marry me? Do you know what she got for me?" I asked as my voice shook.

"Nik-," Rebekah started but I just cut her off.

"The moonstone, she thought that she had finally found the moonstone for me so she went to the North tower ten years ago to pay the man for it, and do you know what was funny?" I turned to face my sister, "It was a fake the stone that she had died for wasn't the stone that I needed to break the curse, and she died for nothing."

"She didn't die for nothing," Rebekah said softly to me, "She died for you, for love." I couldn't take it anymore I almost fell to the ground sobbing, and I would have if Bekah hadn't caught me and held me tightly against her. I don't know how long we stayed there for before Bekah started tugging me towards the exit.

"Go ahead I just need to say one last thing," I told her rubbing my eyes trying to get the tears to disappear from my face. Bekah nodded softly and left me alone. Finally I traced her name one last time. I placed my fingers to my lips and placed them on her name.

"I love you Kayla, always and forever," I told the stone carving.

Quick flashback

"Can you tell me the name of the person you lost," the police officer asked me. I looked at him and stared emotionless for a few moments before answering.

"Kayla Mikaelson, my wife."

So tell me what you thought, and an update will come soon amigos.

Love to all