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Klaus knew the lot of them were planning something, but it wasn't until midday that the word got around-

Elijah wanted to meet him... discuss a deal.

A trade.

So he did. The hybrid waited in the middle of the town square, playing with a button on his sleeve.

"Niklaus."

Klaus turned at that, facing his brother and just smirked. "You wanted to meet?"

Elijah was silent, then nodded. "I want to make a deal. You have something I want, and I have something you want."

"You still believe I have our family?" Klaus next to smirked, putting his hands together in amusement.

"I know you have them." Elijah snapped, and Klaus fully smirked, rolling his eyes. "Fine, I do. But... you can't expect me to just give them to you."

"No, no. I said trade."

"One werewolf for three Originals? No dice brother."

Elijah was silent, then Klaus cocked his head, smirking. "But... lower your price, I may be more lenient."

The elder Original straightened up, then scoffed. "Give me Rebekah. And you can have Laura."

"Still- that seems rather unfair. Besides- I'm rather attached to our little sister. Wouldn't you prefer Kol? Or Finn?"

"You can give me all three." Elijah growled lightly, and Klaus smirked again. "No."

"Rebekah or nothing."

"Ah, I'll go with nothing."

"We'll just kill Laura then." Elijah lied swiftly, and Klaus chuckled. "No you won't."

Elijah was silent, then said quietly. "You know I would 'brother.'"

They glared at each other, then Klaus rolled his eyes once more. "Fine. Rebekah. You have the brat and I'll keep our brothers. She'll be delivered to the Salvatores."

At that, Elijah smirked lightly, holding out a hand for his brother to take, but Klaus just turned away, vanishing in a second.

To be honest, Elijah was surprised his brother had done a deal. Rebekah was better than nothing, and he did miss her. Missed her so very much.

The game was on...

But whose?

-WHENTHEWOLVESHOWL-

"He fell for it-?"

Damon shook his head in disbelief as the Original returned with the news, and Elijah nodded. "I've negotiated the release of my sister, Rebekah."

"She hot?"

Everyone just gave Damon a filthy look at that, and Stefan scoffed. "Damon. There's a time and place."

"My sister would tear you apart in seconds." Elijah said conversationally, then sighed, looking to the cellar where they were keeping Laura.

But they weren't giving her up until they had the Original safely in their possession.

It was an hour later that the car pulled up, and Stefan looked out the window, muttering.

"This is it.

Elijah didn't move, just saying. "Wait. Niklaus cannot enter."

"Well, here I am brother! Now give me Lockwood!"

It was a good job Tyler was still downstairs as well, or he would have had something else to say to that.

Elijah just said, not raising his voice. "Show me Rebekah."

"Come out and look." Klaus dared him, and Elijah knew he had to. Klaus was weary, and weary for a good reason.

Elijah opened the door and faced his brother who went over to the back of the car, opening the front part of the casket. The man walked out and looked in, staring down at his little sister.

"Fine." Elijah just said, and Klaus growled. "Give me Laura. Now."

"Don't you trust me?"

"Don't you trust me."

"No. I don't."

There was silence at that, then Damon walked out, the girl in his arms, snapping. "Take her and go. But this-"

"Spare me the revenge talk Salvatore." Klaus snapped, taking the girl and nodded to his sister. "A deal's a deal."

He was gone.

Elijah shook his head a little as the coffin was put on the floor, the car leaving. He couldn't believe Klaus had done it. Traded his own sister... for the girl. The werewolf.

"He really has forgotten who he is. Family means more to him than... anything." He muttered, then looked down at his sister, crouching and opening it once more, putting a hand on her cheek and smiled lightly-

It had been too many years. Way too many.

Damon thought her hot.

They dragged the casket inside, then Elijah asked Elena. "Invite her in."

"Now-? But-?"

"I won't let her harm you. Any of you... I swear it." He told them, and a silence later, Damon nodded. "Do it. Chick's gotta wake up sometime."

"Are you hitting on my sister? Because that is a very, very bad idea."

Damon shut up as Elena said. "Come in Rebekah."

Elijah now opened the coffin and took hold of the blade, then grunted as he yanked it out, laying it down inside next to her.

All they could do now was wait.

Not too long later, Elijah was sat on his own, staring at his sister lying on the sofa, still cold and pale in death. He knew that she had been daggered during the 20s, for the attire she wore was from that period. Her hair too.

God only knew why Klaus had stabbed her this time.

He saw her fingers twitch first, then she groaned lightly before sitting up with a gasp, the color returning to her face.

Rebekah put a hand to her chest, coughing a little, then as she heard.

"Rebekah-?"

She turned and saw a figure she hadn't seen for so very long.

Rebekah got up now at the same time as her brother, then felt a smile creep onto her face as she said. "Elijah."

They both paused, then Elijah was forced back a step as she hugged him tightly, chuckling. "It's been too long my dear brother."

"Indeed it has." Elijah sighed into her hair, closing his eyes for a moment.

The others heard the voices and walked in, seeing the pair hugging, then Rebekah frowned at two of the figures, going as she let her brother go.

"Stefan-?"

He frowned at that, then shook his head a little. "You know me-?"

Rebekah walked over, then felt herself smile again, going. "Of course. Stefan Salvatore." She lent forwards as if to kiss him, then Stefan backed off, raising a hand, going. "Whoa-! I don't even know who you are-!"

She frowned, then chuckled. "Very funny. You mean you don't remember me-?"

"No."

Rebekah flinched at that, then did what no one expected her to do- she stomped her foot and yelled. "Nik you bastard-!" She picked up a decanter and went to throw it, but Damon grabbed it from her hands, going. "Whoa-! Not my Scotch-!"

"Fuck your Scotch-!" She hissed back, then Elijah went.

"Rebekah-"

"What El-!"

"Calm. Down."

Rebekah snarled to herself, then just sat down and looked up, finally seeing Elena and frowned. "The doppleganger?"

She was silent, then Elijah sighed-

"We need to talk to you."

-WHENTHEWOLVESHOWL-

Laura woke up, her head pounding. She coughed a little, then raised a hand to her forehead, feeling rather groggy.

Now she gasped as she saw the man sat at the bottom of the bed, hands together, watching intently.

"What the hell-?" She just muttered, scrambling to get up, but Klaus said. "Laura Lockwood."

"Klaus-? What-?"

Laura watched him for a moment, then he got up, stopping her from getting out.

"I'm scared. Move." She muttered now, and Klaus cocked his head, raising a hand to her cheek, running a finger along its softness for a second, then chuckled. "You're beautiful."

Laura felt a little shiver go through her at that, then felt him push her onto the bed, climbing onto her, straddling her hips and arms pinned above her head.

He leaned down now and Laura muttered. "What are you going to do to me?"

Klaus felt the wolf inside him rise up now, fangs itching to shoot out, but he just said quietly, seductively into her neck. "Bad, bad things."

She wondered why she wasn't scared, why she wasn't thinking of Ben... but did say-

"What am I?"

Klaus leaned back a little and met her eyes, cocking his head once more, chuckling lightly. "A werewolf."

"A-? How-?"

He bent back down, saying, noses almost touching.

"You were born one my dear."

Laura felt him go back to her neck now, kissing it hungrily before she muttered. "Are you one too-?"

"Much, much more than that." He grinned, lowering a hand to place on the other side of her neck, almost holding her in place. Laura tilted her head back a little in contentment, feeling the kisses that were growing in intensity move down to her collarbone.

That was when she asked-

"What are you though? I... I don't understand all this..."

Klaus growled a little at that, at how stupid his mate was at that moment, hovering over her once more and met her eyes, replying. "I'm were and vampire."

"That is... not possible-?" Laura muttered, eyes widening as she saw his eyes slowly turning golden, a grin revealing fangs-

But why was she feeling so... safe-? with him? Like they had a connection?

"Is it still not possible Mate?" He asked, leaning down until their lips were next to touching, and he grinned again at the thought that she was his. No more bumps in the way.

His property.

But Laura heard what he'd called her. He'd called her Mate.

Was this... some werewolf thing-? Like he'd claimed her-?

Oh bloody hell... this wasn't going to end well at all.

Klaus met her lips once more, hot and fervent, making her gasp and wince when a fang nicked it. He paused as he tasted the blood, but then just kissed her harder, growling against her lips as he pinned her down once more.

Laura felt one of his hands leave her pinned wrists and go to her bare chest, working its way downwards where his grin got bigger.

But now he paused, thinking-

Just why was he even doing this-? The wolf inside was hungry, utterly ravenous. But not for her blood.

It wanted her body.

Wanted it like a wolf possessed.

Klaus just got off her now, fangs receding, feeling unsure.

Laura lay there for a moment, then Klaus just sat down at the end of the bed, raising hands to his head, growling softly as a shooting pain went through it-

What was happening to him?

She paused at that, then got up, crawling towards him and put a hesitant hand on his shoulder, only to scream as he snarled violently, slamming her back onto the bed, eyes golden again, fangs bared a second before he ripped into her neck.

He stopped now, hearing her whimper in pain and fear.

It made him feel bad, so he sighed, raising a hand to her hair and smoothed it back, saying softly. "Shush. It's ok..." he leaned forwards back to her neck, nuzzling it a little before kissing the blood away, feeling her heart race calm down.

Klaus now pulled away, smoothing her hair back again, not knowing what to say-

But she was his.

And he wasn't letting her go.

-WHENTHEWOLVESHOWL-

"What do you mean that she's gone-!"

The group were silent as the Original told them that Klaus had fled... along with Laura.

Tyler was beyond furious.

Elijah sighed, then looked to his sister, going. "You know what to do?"

Rebekah folded her arms, annoyed at how her new jeans felt- disgusting clothes, then nodded. "Fine. I'll do it. But I'm having nothing to do with killing Nik! I mean that El."

"Ok." Elijah sighed, then watched his sister look to Elena, a flash of sadness shooting through her eyes for a second, then it was gone.

She hadn't handled the news that her brother had made Stefan forget... and he was dating the doppleganger.

And yet, Stefan refused to believe that he'd been such good friends with Klaus. Much less in love with his sister... another Original.

"Where's Stefan?" Rebekah noticed now, realizing the vampire wasn't in the room.

But half an hour later...

They soon realized that he was gone.

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