That these are the days that bind you together, forever
And these little things define you forever, forever
- Bad Blood, Bastille.
Klaus walks into his home and charges up the stairs to his study. Rebekah dives back out of his way, watching with wide eyes as he throws open the door. She pulls her phone from her pocket and quickly taps a message to Elijah, telling him to get home quickly.
Klaus roars into the room and begins tearing it apart. Canvases, finished or not, are thrown everywhere, some split and some okay. Pots smash on walls, paint splatters, brushes and pencils scatter. He smashes the desk in half and collapses into the sofa.
He drops his head into his hands, running his fingers through his hair. There's a hand on his shoulder and he turns to see Rebekah looking down at him sadly. "I can't do it, Bekah," he whispers. "I can't." She sits next to him and he falls against her, resting his head on her shoulder as she just holds him. They don't talk, not even when Elijah walks in and joins them. A comfortable but broken silence falls between the siblings.
Grumbling under her breath and walking through people. That's what she's resorted to. She walks into the town square and screams as loud as she can until she collapses to her knees. Nobody notices her. She stays there, head hung in despair, until someone pokes her with their foot.
She looks up in surprise and gasps. "Hello, darling," he smirks. He looks whole, unlike her. He looks like a normal person, but there's something off about it. She looks opaque, fading into the background... literally. "Kol?" She whispers, rising to her feet and poking his chest warily.
He chuckles and takes her hand, placing a light kiss on her knuckles as an introduction. "The one and only, darling," he charms, straightening and releasing her hand. He turns slightly and offers her his arm. "I bet you have a lot of questions." She takes his arm and they walk out of town towards the forest.
"Are you a ghost?" She asks. He smiles sadly and nods. "Why are you here, then?" She frowns, "Why aren't you on the other side?" He turns to her, impressed and nods. "I chose my siblings over my parents," he explains. "So, Esther banished me to limbo to watch them for their eternity. I watched Niklaus since my death. I apologise for his rash behaviour, biting you and everything. He's an impulsive git, sometimes."
She laughs slightly and thanks him. "I love him, though," Kol continues. "And I found a way back, to be with him. I need your help though, darling." She looks at him in confusion and he smirks at her. "I need you to get Nik to get your witch friend. If I anchor myself onto her, I can help her bring me back."
"She won't help you, Kol," Caroline dejects. "She helped to kill you. She hates Originals. And,s he doesn't do dark magic anymore." Kol raises his eyebrows at her as if to say 'yeah, I know' and he sighs. "It doesn't require dark magic or expression, love. She just needs to bring me back long enough to kill Silas. That's my job here."
She looks around and she smirks, noticing that he's brought her to the Mikaelson mansion. "What's my job, then? Why am I here?" She asks him as they walk through the closed door. "You, my dear, are here to make my brother love again," he answers simply.
He guides her up the stairs and into Klaus' study. Elijah walks through her, but stops and shivers. he turns and looks around, narrowing his eyes at the air behind him. Caroline giggles and Kol pulls her away from a very confused Elijah.
Rebekah walks out next, a broken look on her face. Caroline looks at Kol and notices his saddened expression at seeing his sister so hurt. "You can go after her, if you want," she offers. Kol nods gratefully and follows after Rebekah.
Klaus hears the door open, but there's nobody there. He looks up when he feels someone resting their hand on his. He meets Caroline's eyes and he stares up at her with unshed tears in his eyes.
"What's wrong, Klaus?" She asks, crouching in front of him and looking up into his eyes. "I can't be with you, Caroline," he whispers. Her eyes widen and her mouth drops. Her throat becomes dry and tight; she knows there are tears in her eyes now and he feels broken seeing them.
So, Klaus didn't want me after all, she thinks when she looks away. She moves away from him, but he catches her wrist and cups her face. "I shouldn't feel something for you," he admits brokenly. "You should have someone that deserves you. But I'm selfish and I can't be without you, either. I won't let you go, not again. I'll... I'll get you back. I give you my word. I... I won't hurt you again. I'd give you the world if you wanted it."
She gasps quietly at the honesty and vulnerability in his voice before a smile creeps up along her face. "And I shouldn't feel something for you, but I do. You're meant to be the bad guy, but I see someone else. Someone who needs love and honesty. Someone who needs another to simply be there for them. And, I want to be that someone, Klaus. I don't care what the others think anymore. I'll be the only vampire left out of them when they sort this all out. I want you, Klaus. I don't want someone more deserving but I think that you're the only one I want."
His mouth drops open at her words and they stare at one another until something catches her attention. "Yes," she sighs, talking to someone in the doorway that he can't see. "I'm asking him, shut up," she huffs before looking back at Klaus. She smiles at him before rising to her feet, her fingers entangled with his. "I need you call Bonnie over," she says, playing with his fingers as he rises to stand in front of her.
"Why?" He asks, not wanting to let her go again. "Because I've someone she needs," Caroline replies cryptically. She turns around and shooes someone from the door and sighs with relief before looking back at him. "He has no patience," she mutters. "He knows how to stop Silas and he needs Bonnie to bring him back. He's trapped in limbo with me and-"
"Who?" He asks possessively, looking over to the door. She smiles up at him and shakes her head. "Nobody you need to worry about," she whispers, cupping his cheek and turning him back to her. "Just get Bonnie," she tells him. Before he can respond, her lips crash against him. A warm fire runs throughout his entire body and he pulls her against him, never wanting to break away from her. Her hand runs up into his hair as he deepens the kiss. He feels her smiling against his lips and he can't help but return it.
She pulls back and he rests his forehead against hers, looking into her eyes as she giggles. He smiles back at her, tucking a loose curl behind her ear. She slowly steps away from him, fading the further she gets. He doesn't understand his feelings; sad and happy at the same time, but he knows he just wants her back once she's completely gone.
He stares at the emptiness brokenly, searching for her, and it hurts for her to walk with Kol as he tugs her arms and forces her to move.
"Come on, love," he whispers softly, guiding her form the house. "There's some people you need to talk to before you can pass back over." She turns and looks up at him, not noticing how quickly they pass through the world until they're at the graveyard.
"Who?" She asks with a small frown. "Carebear," a familiar voice whispers in disbelief. She spins around and blinks as tears form in her eyes. "Daddy?" She cries, running over to the man she's missed most int he world.