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She waited for him outside the bar leaned up against his black sports car that he had parked across the street. She was glad that she could follow someone faster than a car because taking public transportation would have been a real hassle. After getting off the airplane at the airport the only transportation she had taken was a taxi to her hotel.
She wasn't overly familiar with Seattle. With as long as she had been alive one would imagine she would be but she had mostly visited as a tourist in the 80s. The city had changed drastically and she had no pipe dream of being able to navigate it from memory.
There were many technology improvements over the years she wasn't fond of but having a personal GPS in her ear wasn't one of them. Each of her wireless earbuds were in and turned to a setting called 'music' which allowed you to hear other people speak. There was a noise cancelling setting, a music setting and a GPS setting just to name a few. They connected wirelessly to her phone that was stored securely in a slouchy black canvas backpack slung across her back with a mass of button pins tacked on.
The bar was rather large and filled with people, mostly drunk, falling over each other and laughing. She could watch him discreetly from her perch and see him strategically picking his targets out of the crowd. His mischievous smile caused her heart to race in her chest. Though she could see him she reminded herself that from the shadows it would be hard to see her and he wouldn't even be looking. Though she would have to confront him sooner or later.
She played with the frayed edge of her worn denim jacket. She hated to admit it but she had dressed up for him. She mostly wished that the thought hadn't occurred to her then because a small part of her hated that she had. She had even gone to the nearest second hand store and gotten a new dress. It was a 90s small black and white floral print with a drop waist. She wore a new pair of fishnet stockings and her pair of classic maroon Doc Martins. She had put extra effort into her makeup and hair. She had scowled at herself while applying her eyeliner and throwing her curled hair into a high scrunchied ponytail.
"Leave it to him." She shook her head a little embarrassed at herself.
While she had been thinking of her own foolishness she had almost missed the moment of him walking out of the bar. His short blond curls caught the streetlamps light and she shook her head willing herself not to catch details. Behind him three women clung closely like groupies. She marveled at his arrogance. He needed three blood bags to be happy and he had picked the most desperate out of the crowd. She prayed he had compelled them and that they hadn't been stupid enough to just walk out of the bar with him.
You would probably walk out of there with him
Her inner voice warred within her
Shut up.
One of them looked hardly old enough to drink and she scowled at him though he couldn't see her yet. She knew in her mind he was killing people that no one cared about. He probably even thought that he was doing humanity a favor by 'killing the strays' but that little girl would have family that missed her. She tried not to think of all the victims before her and instead thanked the stars that she had gotten there when she did.
He was coming up to be in her line of sight. She pressed her lips together and felt the weight of the ring on a chain that was tucked under her dress in preparation of what she was going to have to do. She silenced the Billy Joel playing in her ears with a small one word whisper and braced herself for the impact of Niklaus Mikealson. At that moment she thought the car was doing more holding her up than she was. She looked down at her boots hearing him approach.
"Excuse me love…" Klaus said sounding dangerous. The blood bender he had been on layered his voice with a drunken power "You will have to remove yourself from off my car or I will have the absolute pleasure of doing it for you."
She raised her head then with what she hoped was an even expression but she couldn't help the hint of a smile that played at the corners of her mouth.
"Is that a fact? She asked.
He stopped and said nothing as his eyes poured over her form leaning against his car.
"Speechless?" She asked smile now splaying over her face like sunrise that can't be held back anymore. "I do have that effect on people"
"Who's that?" a woman to his left asked. She was the young one and pretty in a hungry kind of way. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. Her blond hair hung around her face in crimped waves.
"She should join the party." Another girl said looking at Tesla like she wanted to devour her. Tesla gave her a smile but returned her gaze to Klaus.
"Your hair is different. " He said he sounded a little shocked and she was a little taken off guard that he hadn't lashed out.
"Did you expect it to be the same ten years later?" She asked
"I suppose it's just not how I remember you." He shrugged and it was as if the shrug took his relaxed demeanor with it. When he looked up at her again the danger she had heard in his voice earlier was etched across his face and promised in his devilish grin.
"Klaus…" She said in a hesitant tone getting ready for whatever was next.
"I knew my siblings would grow desperate." He said a mean edge to his words "I just never thought they would get this desperate."
"You know what they say about desperate times." She nodded "Desperate times call for reaching out to the crazy brother's ex-girlfriend that he hasn't seen in ten years. Yep, that's what they say."
"So they did call you." It wasn't a question but more of a mild accusation.
"I sure as hell wouldn't show up here on my own Klaus, I have better things to do with my time."
"I'm touched."
"I thought I could see you were getting teary but I didn't want to ruin your bad boy image by mentioning it."
"If my siblings have failed before you, how are you proposing to get me back?" He asked and at this point the three girls were looking between them confused as if they were caught in something they didn't know anything about. The young one had let go of his waist and stepped back.
"Oh I don't think my presence is going to persuade you to come home." She said looking up at the sky to stop from staring at him. "In fact I would imagine it would deter you from coming home. I could say that your siblings are worried but you wouldn't care. That Marcel misses you but we both know what a momentous lie that would be."
She looked back at him and his expression had flat lined. He didn't look as if he thought she was funny.
"I could tell you that Hope misses you." She said watching as her words played on a nerve. "But then again, you left her alone when her mother just died so do you even care about her either.
Anger flashed across his face as he tried to control his expression.
"I mean it wasn't enough that Hayley died, obviously your temper tantrum was more important than the death of your child's mother…" She waved her hand in the air
"Tesla…" It was a feral growl and the one and only warning she would get.
"And you know they should have known better than to believe that your word to that little girl meant anything."
He flew at her before she had a chance to move he had her by the throat. There were yelps from their audience and Tesla squelched any surprised sound that might escape.
"There is no need to be upset Klaus, All I'm saying is that I totally understand that your promise to protect and take care of Hope means absolutely nothing to you." She dredged the words up with pain on her own part knowing that they would wound him into an irrational frenzy
"I will protect her." He said and she ignored his protests.
"She would be lucky if you gave a damn about her when she is old enough to serve some purpose for you." She choked the words out as his grip on her throat got tighter. "Maybe that's the message I'll give her when I go back… Sorry Hope but your Dad doesn't care about you after all."
He bit into her neck then. It was savage and meant to make a point as the thrill of the pain shot through her. She closed her eyes against the sensation while it lasted. As soon as her blood hit his mouth Klaus collapsed in her arms unconscious just as Freya had promised. She gently lowered his body to the ground and began working quickly before the wound on her neck healed completely. She bit into his wrist and drank enough of his blood so that his werewolf bite wouldn't poison her.
Remembering Freya's instructions she removed the silver chain from around her neck and gripped the ring in her thumb and forefinger. She pressed the tops of the ring where the stones sat into her own injury coating it in blood before doing the same on Klaus' wrist. She then pulled a small buckskin pouch out of her jean jacket pocket. She pulled a pinchful of ashes out of the pouch and sprinkled them on top of the ring that was now covered in blood.
She remembered suddenly that she wasn't alone. She looked up slowly and was greeted by three horrified faces. It had all happened so fast and they hadn't moved but just stood in their individual spots shocked. She imagines how terrifying the sight of two people ripping into each other's flesh and one of them passing out cold would be. She smiled a closed mouth smile, as to not show her bloodied fangs, and nodded hoping she looked reassuring. She gave the three of them a thumbs up then not sure what she could do to make it better but not able to stop what she was doing for fear the spell wouldn't take.
"Did you kill him?" One of the two older ones shrieked at her.
Tesla pressed the ring into the palm of Klaus' right hand and watched it magically burn bright like a coal and left the burn imprint of its pattern on his skin; as fast as it had appeared it was gone. She took her own hand and did the same flinching a little as the ring burned the sensitive skin of her palm.
She stood up then and looked at the girls.
"No he's not dead."
"What the hell are you?" The younger girl asked and Tesla was surprised none of them had attempted to call the authorities.
Tesla picked Klaus up and pressed his thumb into the scanner to unlock his car. She was holding him like a child as she set him in the front passenger seat as if he weighed nothing. She strapped the seatbelt over him realizing that it had been a long time since she had been this close. She shut the car door and walked over to the drivers side.
Tesla looked at the three girls who had sort of gathered together, probably subconsciously.
"You really shouldn't go home with strangers." She said getting into the passenger side of the car. She shut the door on them as they continued to stare.
As she drove through the town with her personal navigation telling her where to go anticipating the two-day dive ahead. It was a forty-three-hour drive if you went straight through. She would need a little sleep so she was factoring that in.
"Call Rebekah" She said aloud and heard the dial tone ring through the car.
"Tesla?" The voice on the other line asked with some hesitation.
"I got him we are on our way." Tesla said pulling onto a freeway.
The line was silent, but she could hear the relief in it.
"Rebekah?" Tesla questioned
"yes, I'm here I'm just…"
"surprised that I am alive and that the plan worked?"
"Would it be bad if I said yes?"
Tesla laughed "Rebekah make Sure hope is there when we come home."
"She's already here."
"Tell her I cant wait to see that cute face of hers. Over and out."
She hung up at that and looked over to Klaus who was knocked out cold.
"How do you like me now Niklaus Mikealson?"
