Blooshed


I woke up the next day with a massive headache. I got up and walked to the door way, or tried to. Klaus walk to the door with a blood bag. "What the hell!."
"Now now Caroline is that any way to talk to someone who is showing you such hospitality." He's lucky I can't touch him or I would rip his head off. I sat back down on the bed.
"What do you want." He tossed the blood bag over, and I caught it ; looked back at him.
"I thought you might be hungry love" I uncapped the bag and drank it all down to the last drop.
"Now there's a good girl." I throw the bag on the floor. That clearly annoyed Klaus.
"Screw you." I told him, as I wiped off some blood on my lip. He walked in and pulled a chair over and sat right in front if me.
"Why don't you tell me why your here." I moved around the bed until I was comfortable. I had my back to Klaus. I didn't want to look him in the eyes, he'd probably try to compel me.
"I need to see Elijah." He came to the other side of the bed where he could see my face, he knelt down and spoke.
"Now why do you of all people need to see my brother."
"I have my reasons." He stood up and walked towards the door. "Wait!" He kept walking, completely ignoring me.


Hours later Elijah came to see me. "Ah, Caroline what a surprise. Niklaus has informed me that you wish to speak." "Yes, bu," he cut me off. "Well then let us talk, else where. I've had the witch lower the spell on this room ." He walked out and I followed. We walked into what looked like his study or his library. He poured himself a drink. "Would you like one?" He asked me gesturing towards the bar. Just the thought of one drink made knots in my stomach. "No thank you." He sat down on a leather couch.
I sat down on another chair across from him. "What is it you wanted to talk about?" He sipped his drink. "Klaus's baby." He set the glass cup down on the small table beside him. You could hear the 'clink' when the glass hit the granite.

"I was not aware you knew of the child." Elijah said in his stern english voice.
"Yeah well, Tyler couldn't keep it a secret for long."
Footsteps came through the door, it was klaus. "You know what. I will have that drink." I said desperately. I got up and as I'm about to pour the scotch into the glass klaus snatches it from my hand. "Do you really think that's a good idea?" Determined to pour that scotch I took the bottle back. "Absolutely." I pour the glass about one third full and sat back down.
Klaus leaned against the wall. "What is it you want with my child." I looked at him and saw he has his 'serious' face on. I took a sip and gulp down the remainder of the scotch. "You know it's not nice to ease drop." The scotch went down the wrong way, I wouldn't stop coughing. Klaus took advantage of that. He grabbed my throat and pinned me against the wall. "This is no game! What do you want with Hope!"
I slowly took his hand off my throat. When my feet touched the floor boards I spoke. "Hope, so thats its name." It wasn't helping that I didn't answer his question, I had provoked him. "Answer me!" There he goes with the yelling again. "You want to know so badly, fine then, that baby's blood is a cure." Confused faces were on both of their faces. Elijah finally stood up. "Cure? Cure for what." Elijah said. "Your lying!" Klaus just wouldn't stop with the yelling. "Am I, am I really? That baby should have never been born. A balance was made and that baby's blood is the cure, and I need it." "Well your not going to get it." Klaus said trying to scare me off. It didn't work.