Chapter-4
New Orleans:
Elijah smiled staring at the phone and put it back in his pocket. He got up from the couch and poured himself a drink.
Rebekah who entered the room noticed his mood and asked, "What's with you, Elijah? You look happy," she smirked as she sat beside him on the other stool.
"It seems like our dear brother have decided to return," he shrugged. She raised a brow, "Nik is coming!" He nodded.
"Oh great!" she squealed in delight. "I'm going to make arrangements for him."
"There is some company too, sister," he said and took a sip of his drink, "He found his mate." She was surprised, "Finally," she sighed, "When they are coming?"
"Maybe in a day or two," he replied.
"Klaus, I'm asking you for tenth time. What are we doing in New Orleans?" Caroline complained. He smirked at her impatient voice, "Just few more minutes, love." She puffed as they exited the airport. A car was waiting for them and the driver signaled for Klaus. Once they both were settled in the back seat of the car, driver started the engine and they moved out from there.
Caroline turned her head to him, naturally expected an answer. He shrugged and got a glare from her. She rested her head back on the seat and glanced out of the window; watching the buildings move past them. It took almost thirty minutes to reach their destination.
They both stood outside an old mansion and Klaus spoke after a long gap. He turned to her and grinned, "Family time."
She raised a brow following him inside. It was really an older one and the first thought that crossed her mind was that it needed a remodeling. There were people roaming all around, threw her weird looks and Caroline didn't know what kind of place was this. Klaus' presence alerted everyone and wished him. She could sense how proud Klaus was at the moment.
"Well, well, look who made an appearance," said an accented voice teasingly. Klaus instantly rolled his eyes, but Caroline was sure there was hint of happiness in his face. A man of early twenties with dark hair appeared from the stairs with a girl behind him. The girl, maybe around Caroline's age, was smiling with her olive green eyes twinkling in light.
"Kol," Klaus huffed.
"Niklaus, my beastly brother," Kol greeted pulling the dark girl close to him and shifted his gaze to Caroline, "And what did you brought? Another play thing?"
Caroline's immediate thought was to smack his face with anything that was within the proximity. Instead she growled under breath. The girl beside Kol slapped his shoulder and scowled while Klaus muttered in low dangerous voice, "Say one more word about her…"
"You rip off my tongue?" he faked innocence.
"Kol, that's enough," said another firm voice from the top balcony. It was a man of late twenties who resembled somewhat like Kol, with the same dark hair, but in a suit.
In a blink of an eye, Elijah stood in front of them, "Good to have you back, Niklaus," he placed a hand on Klaus' shoulder. He nodded back, "So, is this..?"
"…Caroline," he said.
Elijah stretched out his arm formally, "Nice meeting you, Caroline. I'm Elijah." She smiled back and shook his hand. "Let's get in, shall we?" he said.
Caroline smiled looking at her reflection. Two strands of her blond locks were hanging down while the rest of her hair was tied up into messy bun. The ball gown she wore was strapless navy blue of satin fabrics which Klaus had given her especially for the occasion.
There was knock on the door and she twirled around, "Come in."
Klaus appeared in a peaked chapel tuxedo. Caroline's heart sped up with the sight of him, "Someone is looking extra manly today," she blurted. He raised a brow and chuckled, "Is he now?"
Both of them gazed at one another for a moment before Klaus managed to speak, "Shall we?" His mate shrugged and looped her arm around his, "Sure."
As they made their way downstairs, few people looked up at the couple. Of them she identified the Originals and their mates too. Caroline tensed and walked with greater difficulty when she felt so many eyes on her. "Why are they staring up at me like that?" she whined when they were on the last stair. Klaus glanced at the crowd and chuckled, "Because, love, you're the mate for a most powerful predator in the world." Yeah, like it really helped her to walk straight instead it threw her into the worst situation.
Klaus gave tight smiles for the people as they walked around. "But I felt like isolated," she mumbled. He glanced at her, "You could've arranged a small party instead of a ball," she squeaked, "Seriously!"
Elijah who was talking to someone looked at her and gave a curt nod. She smiled back briefly. "I, along with my siblings had planned for a proper celebration," the Hybrid spoke gaining her attention, "as soon as we got our other halves. Everyone found…Finn was first. He met Sage the next century we were turned, then Elijah around five hundred years later. Rebekah met Stefan in the twenties," he took the wine glasses that was served and passed one to Caroline. He wetted his lips keeping his gaze on her as he went on speaking, "Somewhat Kol never believed in such things, but he got Bonnie a couple of years back..," he glanced around, "I was the last."
Caroline stuffed the information slowly and was about to ask something, but Elijah's words cut her in the middle, "Thanks for one and all, as you decided to participate in our pleasant moments. We, the Mikaelson siblings planned this a while back.." he spoke.
Caroline whispered, "Everyone in this ball room is a vampire?" Klaus shook his head, "Not everyone. Werewolves, witches and vampires are the major portions of New Orleans."
Werewolf? Instantly a pair of yellow eyes emerged in her mind. She didn't like that word least a bit. "Hybrids?" she blurted out.
Klaus gazed at her mildly. How much he liked that idea, it wasn't under application as Elijah's strict warning prevented Klaus from doing so, because Elijah believed that there could be no peace if Klaus changed the local tribes into hybrids.
"No hybrids, except me," he mumbled. She nodded as she sipped from her glass, "Hmm," touching her belly and smiled dreamily, "Perhaps, you'll get some company soon."
Klaus tensed up immediately and almost choked his drink. She frowned at first; he would never open up to her. He needed some more time maybe. Her thoughts were collapsed with a couple's presence.
"So, this is Caroline who caught Klaus' interest," said an amused man. Klaus and Caroline quickly turned to the man and saw Rebekah with her mate.
"Stefan," Klaus greeted casually.
Rebekah unlike Caroline braided her hair into waterfall style. The gold colored gown fitted perfectly to her body and looked like an angel. Caroline smiled at Rebekah who smirked.
Stefan eyed Klaus' mate from top to bottom and stated sarcastically, "Bad time for you, baby. I guess your hard time started already."
Klaus growled while Caroline chuckled. Ignoring glares from both the siblings he spoke further, "It's a kind of genetic problem. Don't worry you'll get used to it," he shrugged faking sympathy. With that Caroline ended in a fit of giggles.
As soon as Elijah finished his speech, people began to move towards the ballroom. Stefan stretched out his hand to Rebekah, "Will you, gorgeous?" The Mikaelson sister grinned widely before placing her hand in his and then the couple walked away leaving the newest mates alone.
Klaus shook his head in disgust while Caroline stared at the path they left. "And you, gorgeous?" Klaus mimicked Stefan's accent. Caroline laughed out and uttered, "Sure thing."
It took few minutes for every supernatural pair to emerge in the room. First, Sage and Finn started to dance. The oldest couple stuck to traditional steps. In about fraction of minutes, Elijah and Katherine joined them. The brunette's curls bounced as Elijah spun her.
Caroline's legs shook knowing that she was the next. Klaus' hand which was around her waist gave a gentle squeeze in a comforting way. He smiled tightly, "I'll be with you." She nodded back.
Within seconds, it was their turn to dance. The blond couple made their way to the floor gradually and began to dance. Caroline was still uncomfortable, but tried her best not to faint. No longer, Kol and Bonnie then Stefan and Rebekah were added in a little time gap.
Slowly, the pairs who were all interested joined the Originals and their twin souls. Caroline somewhat started breathe again. No one could recognize her now… at least a little?
Klaus lifted their right hands up above her head and wrapped her pulling close to his chest. His breath touched her neck and it felt warm. At the corner of her eye, she saw him smirking.
"What makes you smile?" she asked ending the silence between them. Unwrapping he twirled her back and gazed down at her, "When will you stop being insecure?" he mumbled.
"I'm not insecure," she said sternly, "I'm just…tensed for being somewhat centered." He briefly pursed his lips and rolled her before pulling onto him. Their gaze met momentarily.
"Just wanna let you know. I'll be with you, no matter what happens," he whispered into her ear. Caroline was briefly phased out after listening to his words. Well, that wasn't expected from him. What made him change his mind?
Her pregnancy… a little chit-chat with Elijah… or what?
Caroline's mind started to bounce. She felt like she could fall at point of time, weak again, which didn't go unnoticed by Klaus.
"You need to rest," he stated, for which she waved her hand and mumbled, "No—I guess—I'm little dizzy—" she caught her head and stopped dancing as she felt the world around her was clumsy and distant.
"That's it," he sighed and dragged her out from the crowd as carefully as possible. "I thought bedroom is on the upstairs," she pointed out when Klaus walked out through the lawn. "You cannot rest while people are roaming everywhere," he replied hiding his annoyance.
He stopped suddenly and hoisted her up in a swift move. She let out a squeal and curled hands his neck, "Klaus! What's this?" He simply stared at her before he zoomed out from there.
Klaus brought Caroline to the Plantation. Whenever he wanted to be alone he would visit that mansion, his private home.
He put her down when she mutely admired the construction style of it. "Is it yours?" she mumbled distantly.
"I owned it in the 18th century, I think," he replied. She turned around and bit her lip, "Do you mind if I ask you something?" she sighed inconveniently. He nodded and waited for her to continue, "I'm hungry, a lot," she said without thinking.
"Sure, I'll ask one of the servants to prepare…"
"Not that," her words interrupted, "I need something else." Klaus stepped closer as he said, "And what that might be?"
She wetted her lips, "I want your blood."
The blood left his face; he looked pale for a second as he processed what she spitted out. He blinked rapidly and bit his wrist. Caroline's pupils were dilated when his warm, metallic fluid touched her tongue, hitting the walls of her throat as she gulped down. Every drop of it was allured her to addict. She growled within seconds and sucked in more. Still it didn't satisfy her. Pulling out from his wrist, she gazed at him and tore up his shirt popping all the buttons.
Without any hint, she managed to pierce into the skin of his neck. He groaned entwining his fingers into her messy bun, holding her completely. She pushed him to the wall with never leaving his neck. Her mind couldn't think what was right, what was wrong. It felt lively, splendid and greedy. She wanted more.
When she was done, she was fixed to the wall. He growled like a beast as his fangs displayed and sunk its length into her neck. Unlike him, his mate's blood tasted something like sweet as always. She moaned as if she was really enjoying the whole blood sharing thing. Tilting head, she gave more of her. The droplets of blood that crawled down her corners of mouth were tasted by him. He licked her lips and tasted his blood on her.
He pulled away as soon as he gained control over the situation and he gazed down at the blonde. She still looked distant, but then she collapsed again. Lifting her up into his arms, he carried her to a bedroom and laid her on the mattress.
Brushing off the locks from her face, he caressed her cheek with his thumb. He leaned down hesitantly and kissed her forehead.
"My beautiful mate."
Epilogue:
"Once upon a time there lived a princess…"
"Mama, noo," the boy whined, "No, not that same princess story!"
His mama smiled and ruffled his dirt blond hair, "Then what my little man would like to hear?" The eight year old boy pulled the bed sheets up to his chest as he began to think.
His baby blue eyes widened with a spark, "Tell how papa met you?" She half-smiled, "Your papa saw me in a local café."
"No, not like that. I want full story," he pouted. The mama laughed out and placed the book on the table beside, "Okay, okay. Relax now." She leaned onto the bed board beside her son, "Mama, tell it like a story," he suggested making her to giggle.
"Um—okay—Once upon a time there lived a girl," she started in a dramatic way, "She was a girl of hopes. She always had a dream to tour around the world, but she couldn't," she stared in front of her; thrown into bunch of thoughts, "One day she met a—prince. He came into her life like a light. Whenever they met she felt fireworks around her. He made her smile, they shared similar thoughts on life, but then—" she stopped.
"Then what mama?" the curious boy asked.
She stared down at her son and stiffened a smile, "Then one fine day, she found that he hadn't been a prince of light, but a king of dark."
"What he did?" he asked completely lost into the story.
She smiled cupping her son's face, "He did nothing wrong, my dear. It is his nature that irritates her." The boy frowned, "He didn't make her happy?" She responded with a smile, "Oh dear! She still feels that he is the best thing ever happened to her." That confused the boy.
"Little by little, they started to solve their obligations and proved that they are inseparable," she beamed, "He fulfilled her dreams and she got to see his other side, the bright side." The boy blinked, "So, they lived happily after?" "Yes, they are. Sooner, they received a gift. An angel came into their lives, which is at present listening to me," she ended and breathed out.
The boy giggled and touched his upper lip with his tongue, "That angel is me!"
Despite of his chubbiness, the boy's dimples were clearly at display, at the times he grinned. She cupped his face, "Yes, dear, you are. A gift," she mumbled kissing on top of his head. "Story time over, now go to sleep," she put him into sleep and pulled bed sheets.
The boy caught her wrist and smiled, "I love you, mama." She smiled kissing his temple, "Love you too, Aaron." Switching off lights, she closed the door before glancing at the boy's sleeping form.
Suddenly, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist and dragged back. She hissed, "Klaus, stop doing that!"
He chuckled and pressed his nose into the crook of her neck, "How do you know it's me?" Caroline snorted and shifted to his side completely, "No one would dare to touch me, apart from you."
Klaus smirked and crashed lips into hers. His tongue strongly battled for dominance. She moaned when he squeezed her butts, "Good for them, for not touching what's mine."
Caroline puffed, "Please don't begin with that 'heads will roll' concept." He pecked on her lips, "Hmm."
"Did you find that witchy bitch?" she spat. Klaus processed what she asked and frowned, "No, according to Elijah's acquaintances, she was last seen at Mystic Falls."
Caroline fazed off for a second when he brought up her hometown into the picture. Although it had been nine years, she still could feel a twinge in her heart. But now her story turned into the same direction where it had began. The witch they had been searching for years didn't seem like co-operative.
Klaus played with her hair, "I like when it's curly," he stated. She blinked, "Erm— Oh." He went on speaking, "Especially when it bounces above your chest," he smirked when she slapped off his hand, which was nuzzling her breast through the blouse.
"Really!" he laughed out smugly, "It teases me, a lot, when it bounces above your bare skin."
"Stop!"
"What?" he asked innocently.
"Klaus, are you literally talking about having sex, when our son needs us?" she spoke tiredly. Klaus playful face replaced with serious one, "Sweetheart, like I promised I'll find that witch who can resolve this problem and till then he is perfectly safe with my blood into his system."
"How long Klaus? I'm just-," she sighed, "I'm really so worried about him feeding on our blood specifically yours. At times, he is losing control on his thirst, in your case."
"He is a kid, Caroline. He will learn how to control," he scolded mildly, "And moreover Genevieve and her coven are trying to find the solution, I spoke to them. If at all we didn't find anything, our son will be living taking my blood."
Caroline stared at him and a smile crept to her lips slowly. This was how a father's love could be, Klaus' love could be. Years back, he hadn't at all received the news happily and now he was ready to do anything for his child.
The smile on his mate's face made him frown, "What?"
She smirked and pinned him to the wall with her vampire speed. Yes, she was turned during her pregnancy; Aaron's blood in her system turned her gradually into a vampire. And, how?…no one ever knew. Miracles happen.
Klaus stared at her, purely surprised. She jiggled brows playfully, "Now, tell me where are we before this conversation?" He smirked back and kissed her hungrily, molding her lips. It wasn't going to end all the night. Neither Klaus nor Caroline, were least percent interested to stop the flow. The flow of their emotions.
Life with him might be risky for her. Sometimes he would explode. She wasn't perfect either; she had insecurities, mood swings just like him. It was the matter of accepting each others' negatives.
And this was their story…
So-this is how I planned ending.. Hope you my friends liked it!
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