Thyra turned off the lights and looked back inside the small cottage she had called hers for 100 years. Shutting the door she took a deep breath and walked away.

"I hope Niklaus is happy to see me." She said;

****** Three Hundred Years Ago, Florence Italy ******

Thyra sat by the window in her room sipping on some wine. Her and her siblings had bought a large estate in the south of Florence. Her room faced a beautiful country side, that had green hills. There was a knock at her door,

"Come in, Elijah." She said to her brother,

"Sister, tonight we are to attend a dance at a noble man's house. He is interested in buying some of Niklaus' paintings. We are required to participate in the dance. I was just wondering if you had an escort in mind." She smiled at her brother, and he gave her a knowing look,

"So you wish to take Lady Maria?"

"Yes, she is extraordinary... Elijah... Usually I'm the one filled with insight, but is it wrong to have romantic feelings for another woman?" Elijah smiled at his sister, though she had wisdom, well beyond her years she still had the heart of girl.

"Why would it be? Though society would frown upon you, and most indefinitely condemn you, we are vampires. If she truly makes you happy, then you have our blessing." He said referring to the rest of the family.

"She is human though," she said. She wanted to turn Maria so badly, but from a moral stand point she couldn't. She hadn't sired many vampires, in seven hundred years of being alive, she herself had maybe turned two hundred at the most. She knew though they had turned countless others.

"Be that as it may she seems rather infatuated with you. Dare I say, she might even love you." He said, she blushed and he smiled at her. "Or maybe it is you who loves her."

"Yes it's true. She know who we are, and does not fear us. She would make a fitting vampire."

"Well, you should get ready, and help Rebekah please. She hasn't been to a dance this large for the better part of a century." Her nostrils flared with anger,

"Well maybe if Niklaus didn't keep putting those bloody daggers in her heart she would have a chance." She steered, Elijah nodded in agreement.

There was a knock at the door and Thyra smiled. She walked to the front door and opened it.

"Maria!" She smiled, Maria was a very beautiful woman. Her long honey blond hair, porcelain skin, sea blue eyes, and was about 5'3. Thyra looked around hastily and then kissed Maria on the lips. She smiled against her lovers lips.

"It is so lovely to see you," Maria said, her voice accented. She was fluent in English, which made it so Thyra only needed to know basic words in Italian.

"Are you ready for the dance m'love?" She asked, Maria nodded and they set out to the estate.

They arrived a short time later. They danced the night away, they finally sat down, and she looked at Maria.

"I love you, Maria."

"It took you long enough," she smiled at Thyra. "I love you too," she said. Then she gasped and blood blossomed from the front of her dress. She slumped over, her eyes still open. They were in a secluded room,

"No!" Thyra screamed,

"Hush yourself!" A man barked chills ran down her spine.

"Father... Why?" she asked Mikael. Mikael gave her a sadistic smile,

"Because you chose to believe Niklaus over your own father."

"I know about what he did to mother! You chase him because he is not your son!" She screamed, and slapped him hard across the face, sending him spiraling into a wall.

"You dare strike your own father? You little bitch!" He grabbed the White Oak Stake but stopped when he heard his other children coming their way. No doubt on the fact of her screaming. "Your time will come my child." He warned and then rushed out,

"No, Maria, no, no, no!" She sobbed, pulling her lovers body to her not paying mind to the blood that stained the front of her dress. Rebekah was the first in the room, she gasped, followed by Klaus, who shared a look of dismay, then Elijah. He rushed over to their sister,

"Thyra, what happens?" He asked,

"Mikael happened! I finally told her I loved her, and then he ripped her heart out. He did it because I chose to stand with Niklaus. Because I loved him more than father." She subconsciously touched the scar on her stomach that was made when Mikael stabbed her for back talking him when she was six, "I would side with anyone over him, all he ever did was beat me! And Niklaus, well it is no more." She got up off the couch she occupied and walked over to Klaus. "Mikael dIes tonight." She promised him, and then embraced him tightly.

They all walked out and then there was a loud bang, then the sound of guests screaming. She used her speed and rushed off. She arrived just as Mikael was about snap a pregnant girls neck. She rushed him and tackled him away, giving the girl the chance to escape. She began to beat him, putting all the rage she felt, having suffered such abuse as a child, having watched as she killed the first person she ever loved, having watched him kill Maria. She picked up the White Oak Stake and thrust downward, only for her hand to be caught. He twisted her and she went flying, the White Oak Stake returning to his possession,

"Thyra!" Her siblings screamed as she rushed a bloodied Mikael.

"You think because you drew blood from me makes you strong?" He roared,

"It does, because out of any of us I am the first to have done it!" He rushed at her and tackled her to the ground, "Elijah get them out of here, run!" She ordered, with a pained expression he got his siblings to leave with him. With one last glance at his sister they walked out.

******* London England, Present Day ******

That night never left her head, the night she had made her family leave so she could lead Mikael astray. How she gave up as my chance of happiness she had by challenging her father that night. Yet she knew she would do it all again for her family. She bordered the airplane and settled into a seat.

Hours later they arrived in Richmond, Virginia. She left the trminal, grabbed her luggage and went to fetch a cab. The ride to the small town was long but it was worth it. They stopped out in front of the mansion Klaus and her siblings lived and her shouting inside. It was mid afternoon, and the air felt different there versus back in England.

"Don't you turn your back on me!" Klaus shouted,

"Geez, I'm sorry! You know what no! I'm not sorry, I should've turned my back on you long ago." She started walking away, but then Klaus stopped her.

"He has taken a lover." She smiled to herself, then focused back on what was happening inside.

"The pain, it's stopped. You made me forget, thank you Caroline."

"Well I didn't really do anything but you're welcome."

"Friends then?" He asked,

"Under one condition, you let Tyler come back to town." She practically herd the scowl that took over her younger brothers face.

"After what he did to me? No, he should pay with his death."

"God Klaus, this is what I'm talking about. You want to be my friend, but then you do something like this." Caroline said and started walking towards the sentence; Thyra was positive her brother was going to lash out when something rather unexpected happened.

"Caroline, if you haven't noticed I haven't been showering the ends of the earth for Tyler." He called, Thyra rushed through the doors and up the stairs, she watched the blond girl named Caroline leave and then rushed and followed the sound of her brothers voice, he was on the phone.

"Well isn't this nice." She said walking in, his cell phone slid from his hand and shattered on the floor. "I mean, you seem to have taken a lover, and haven't ripped her head off for not falling at your feet. And I'm assuming that's not the first time she's denied you either. How much three hundred years can do to someone." He turned around, tears in his eyes as he liked st the sister he thought was dead. The only other person on earth who understood what it felt like to feel Mikael's wrath.

"Thyra," he said.

"Hello little brother." She smiled and then he rushed her and gave her the most welcoming hug. "I've tried finding you for three hundred years. I missed you Niklaus." She heard a gasp and crying coming from the foyer. "Rbekah!" She called, she was tackled to the ground by her little sister,

"We thought you were dead!" She exclaimed, she helped her older sister stand up and then slapped her. "You could've told us you weren't,"

"I've been looking for you, Klaus, and Elijah for three hundred years.

I'm sorry our brother is paranoid and had witches protecting him the entire time." She said defensively, Rebekah's anger fell away. Her cell phone rang,

"Elijah come home... Someone is here to see you." Rebekah answered,

"You know I can't,"

"Wow, I feel loved right now," Thyra said, she heard silence on his end of the line for a long moment.

"I'll be there shortly."

Thyra waited in the kitchen, sipping from a blood bag, when she heard the front door open followed by her brothers desperate voice.

"Thyra," Elijah said as she entered the kitchen.

"I believe a welcome home is in order." She said, he embraced his sister, tears glistening in his eyes.

"We thought father killed you that night."

"No he didn't, but I did manage to lead him astray for almost two hundred and twenty some odd years, and then he went to the Americas. I tried using witches everywhere I was but you were constantly cloaked." She said,

"Well it is no longer a problem. Father is dead." She immediately broke into sobs,

"I never thought I'd hear those words." She cried happily, "we need to celebrate." She finally said, "where is there pub in this town?"

"They are called bars in America,"

"I don't care I have lived in Europe for the last thousand years after I turned. It's a pub," she said. Elijah took a minute to look at his sister. She was really a mixture of himself, Rebekah and Klaus. She had Klaus' artistic abilities, Rebekah's snarky attitude, and his morals.

"I know a place."

They walked into the Mystic Grill, and went to the bar.

"Well, my favorite original." A dark haired man said from the stool next to them.

"Damon Salvatore," Elijah said, "I heard about the loss of Jeremy, do give Miss Gilbert my condolences."

"It's not like she would care anyways, she flipped the switch." He set his gaze on the new commercial, and immediately knew she was a Mikaelson. "I didn't know you had another sibling," he said flirtatious, she didn't miss it.

"Yes they do, and I like woman, scram." She said ordered the younger vampire. Never had Elijah seen someone shut down Damon so quickly, except maybe Bonnie, but she relied on magic.

"Wow, she had more fore than Rebekah." Damon said, honestly bewildered.

"Rebekah and her were very close growing up." Elijah said, Thyra caught the bartenders gaze,

"I want... A bottle of Whip cream vodka, and two bottles of bourbon for the men, half proce," she compelled. He nodded and grabbed the bottles and handed them over, she paid for them and then handed one to Damon and then Elijah.

"Oh, thank you." Damon said,

"You have to play pool if you want that." Elijah had also forgotten that that she had Kol's recklessness. It was going to be a long night.

Klaus sat in bed looking st a sketch of Caroline. He sighed and put down the sketchbook, that girl was going to be the death of him. He loved her, plain and simple. He also knew that she returned those feelings, and it gave him something he though he lost long ago. Hope. A hope that he had something more than darkness to look forward too.

A knock sounded at his bedroom door. He knew it was Caroline, he got and opened it. What he saw took him off guard, Caroline was at his bedroom door crying. He immediately hugged her,

"Caroline love, what a wrong?" She sniffled,

"Tyler called me, he said we can't be together." She sobbed, "I think he's sleeping with Hayley, and I feel betrayed, and I don't know what to do." She said, Klaus rubbed her back charmingly.

"Do you want me to kill him?" He asked, he wanted to torture the dumb hybrid for hurting Caroline.

"No Klaus, I just need you to hold me. I feel broken, I feel like my heart got torn out." He picked her up and carried her over to his bed. He was on the other side holding her in less than a second, she began to cry.

"Caroline it's going to be okay." He soothed, he moved a stray piece of hair behind her earn and cupped her cheek. She gave him a grateful look, and he leaned in slowly and kissed her soft on the lips. She returned the kiss, and she felt the spark from whenever they kissed.

"Klaus... I love you." She said, he smiled a full dimple smile.

"And I you," he said, and he kissed her lips. Before he moved his lips to her neck, he planted kisses up her neck. She had enough and rolled so she was on top. She leaned down and kissed him hard on the lips, when she pulled back she grabbed his bottom lip with her teach and tugged, drawing blood she went back in and lick the blood off. Klaus groans his eyes flashed yellow and she nodded, they bit into each others necks and felt something rush through the both of them. They pulled back at the same time and looked into each other's eyes. She felt his erection against the side of her leg. And she knew it was coming from the smell of arousal radiating off her. He reached up and held her face in each hand. He pulled her down to him slowly and kissed her. His tongue slipped into her mouth and tasted her.

He flipped them, and she found herself with no shirt or bra within a heart beat. He descended on her with his mouth. He pulled one of her nipples into his mouth and pulled on it lightly with his teeth, all while sucking on her succulent breast. She moaned and slipped her hand into her pants as she scrubbed her clit. Klaus pulled back and moved her hand out of her pants and he ripped them off, along with her panties, and her had only a finger inside her.

"Klaus," she moaned as he worked his finger, eventually getting a second one in. He moved his fingers within her and went back to kissing her. "I need you inside me." She said, he removed his pants and boxers and thrust into her. She gasped in response to his size, he moved in and out of her slowly. Finally he began to quicken his pace, and Caroline matched him thrust for thrust. He let go inside her, she moaned his named. He pulled out of her, both of them panting.

"Caoline, I love you so much." She smiled at him as he laid down next to her.

Thyra walked back into the mansion wasted. She didn't hear Klaus or Caroline, she just ended up in the living room on the couch. Her eyes were shut almost immediately, and there after sleep followed.

Her dream was somewhere she didn't recognize. She was in some cemetery, and there a lot of woman there, all looking at something inside a crypt.

"Why won't you just let me go!" Caroline demanded,

"Because you, are our leverage on Klaus."

"What do you mean?" She squeaked,

"You, are having Klaus' baby," the woman said,

"Excuse me?"

She woke up almost screaming, she had these kind of visions when she was a child, like when mother was pregnant again, or when she conceived Klaus she had a dream about a werewolf man and mother with a child. This is the first time she had ever gotten one of these visions as a vampire. Klaus was by her side, knowing exactly what happened.

"Did you just have a vision?"

"No, I was dreaming about that night back in Florence." She lied, she needed to talk to someone she trusted. Klaus was unstable at best, knowing that Caroline might possibly get pregnant was going to destroy his mind.

"You know there is a bedroom for you upstairs." Klaus said,

"The problem there, Niklaus, is I don't want to move." She laid her head back down. Having a place feel like home again, after three hundred years of being estranged from your family was an indescribable feeling.

A/N: This fic popped into my head yesterday, so here is a new chapter. Hope you enjoy!