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Klaus was currently pacing through the art room, not having left after Madelina's revelation. Elijah stood, looking at the painting himself to try and find what the "Darkness" inside both Lucien and Aurora were. Kol was sitting to the side with the little girl, playing with her to take her mind off of the things she saw in her vision. Freya and Mave were talking amongst themselves, trying to see if the Darkness was the possibly the product of a witch, and Rebakah had brought Henrik the husky up to the room so that she would have something soft to hug through her flashbacks of days with Lucien and Aurora.
Rebekah was residing among nobles and royalty thanks to the hands of Lucien, the one that they didn't notice at first in their meal, who made Rebekah happy that he was still alive to do this. She was standing to the side when she saw Nik gaze at a beautiful girl with red hair and light eyes, accompanied by none other than flawless skin. Rebekah tilted her head, wondering if this relationship would end better than the whole Tatia mess.
Kol bumped her shoulder, causing Rebekah to look at him expectingly. He stared at the girl and the person she was accompanied by. He then glanced over to Nik, and, hearing Lucien's descriptors in the process, he smirked.
"Well sister," he commented as she looked back onto the scene. "It seems the man that the girl, Aurora is it? Ah yes it's Arurora, according to our dear friend Lucien. Anyway, it seems that she is being accompanied by her brother, Tristan. That means that she's fair game to Nik and anybody else who would love to-"
"Enough Kol," Rebekah snapped. "Do not ruin this opportunity for us by making Nik angry. It will only cause a scene among the other nobles."
But Kol's smirk only grew. "Oh but Bekah, you do know how much I love making our dear brother angry," but before he could flash off to do God knows what, Rebkah gripped his arm hard.
"If you jepordise our ruse here, I will personally kill you myself Kol. Do I make myself clear? And if I do not, perhaps I shall tell Elijah? Maybe Finn?" She smirked deviously at Kol's blanched face.
He scowled. "Fine. I will not go after Nik's girl to purpousfully make him angry, though I might have to snack on some of the servant girls to satsify my disappointment."
Rebekah sighed, relieved. A few sentences of compulsion for the girls was easier to deal with than Nik's temper. "Thank you Kol."
His smirk returned, though not as excited as his first one. "Only for you, little sister."
It wasn't better than the Tatia relationship, to say the least. It actually might have been worse. And now, according to what Madelina saw, she and Lucien were trying to get back at them for a few things that the Originals did to the couple. Rebekah was frustrated to say the least about her ex-friend suddenly showing her face after a thousand years of silence. She had begun to like the girl Aurora when the little wench had used and betrayed their friendship. And for what? To become a vampire to be with, not Nik, but Lucien?! He was a newly turned vamp also, and the Originals did not like the fact that Aurora had made their sister upset. Needless to say, it didn't end very well.
"What do we do Nik?" She asked, hating how small her voice was as she hugged the puppy closer.
Everyone turned to hear his answer, even Kol and Madelina stopped playing to look over at the frustrated Klaus.
"Does it look like I know yet Rebekah?" Klaus snapped but sighed and rubbed his eyes with his forefinger and thumb, finally ceasing his pacing. "I suspect that the first thing we'd have to do is to go back to New Orleans before we can-"
Suddnely a much younger voice cut him off. "No! You can't!" Madelina said with a look of terror on her face.
"Why not Madelina?" Mave asked calmly. "What's wrong?"
She turned to her mother with eyes pleading at her to understand the importance of the situation. "That's how it all starts Mommy! If they go back, then Dahlia will find them and use her link to Klaus to see into his mind once again. She'll know where we are! Then one thing will happen after another and Dahlia will find them," she said and pointed to the painting that Elijah stood in front of. "Then she'll give them the Darkness to make sure that none of you," she then pointed to the Originals, "can try to stop her from doing to me what she did to Freya."
The room was silent. Now that Madelina had calmed down from her vision, she was able to make out the bits and pieces she saw, and none of it looked good. If the other Mikaelsons had to leave then fine, so be it. But if Klaus left, then Dahlia would use their link to find Mave and Madelina. If anything, Klaus had to stay here, where Dahlia couldn't find him.
That is exactly what the adults were discussing as Kol pulled Madelina away as not to make her even more stressed.
"Where do you want to go?" Kol asked once they got out of the art room. Madelina didn't seem to mind as much, because she thought for a moment before taking Kol by the hand and leading him outside through the back door.
"I'll show you our garden," she explained to a confused looking Kol as she brought them to a circular garden of flowers with stone steps cutting into it to lead to a stone bench in the middle of the flowers' circle.
As Kol and Madelina talked outside, the others were trying to find a way to accommodate what Madelina saw into their plans.
"What of this," Elijah stated, stopping everyone's bickering. "Klaus and Freya stay here to watch over Madelina and Mave, while the rest of us go home to New Orleans and try to keep up appearances to everyone?"
"Why must Freya stay?" Rebekah asked, letting go of Henrik to stand up angrily. If anybody was going to stay, it should be her.
"Well sister, seeing as Freya understands the hard troubles with magic that Madelina is sure to start going through, I think it would be best for her to stay to help," Elijah explained, reminding everyone of Madelina's firstborn status.
"I'll do it," Freya added in. She wanted to help in the best way she could and this seemed like it.
Rebekah sighed in frustration and crossed her arms, though she knew he was right. She hated that he was right. Why did Elijah always have to be right?!
"Fine," Rebekah finally agreed, much to her own dismay.
"Then it's settled," Elijah finished, clapping his hands together. "Kol, Rebekah and myself will go back to New Orleans in the morning, keeping an eye out for Dahlia of course, while Klaus and Freya stay here to protect Madelina and Mave."
Everyone nodded, understanding the plan and Mave went outside to get Madelina and tell Kol of the plan while Klaus made his own requests of clothing to be sent to the house via a few compelled servants as to not make Elijah seem suspicious in case Dahlia is watching. Freya added a few pointers of Dahlia's presence, to know if she's there or not and Elijah took the information gratefully.
Klaus was a little angry that Dahlia would've been able to take Madelina if she hadn't had the vision. He was also a little angry to be stuck in one place while everyone else got all of the action. He wanted to defeat Dahlia and save the daughter he never got to know about. He would make it safe for her and then he would take her to New Orleans, with or without the consent of Mave.
The said mother was watching fondly as Madelina showed Kol all of her favorite flowers and telling him their names and how they were discovered by scientists or explorers. She walked up to them, more comfortable than she probably would be for the next few weeks, seeing as she would be stuck in a house with Klaus all that time.
"Madelina!" Mave called to her daughter, who turned in response. "Come on, it's time to go to bed for real this time," she added amusement to her tone to make Madelina more at ease of the vision incident. Never has it been that powerful before and Mave tried to hide her nervousness and fear she felt for her child.
Madelina sighed lightly but said goodnight to Kol and joined her mother walking inside. She said goodnight to the others also, who told her that Klaus and Freya would be staying with them for a little while. Madelina smiled brightly in response.
"So that means everything will work out fine right?" Madelina asked her mother who nodded confidently despite her conflicting feelings.
"Of course Madelina," she said and steered her back to her room. "Now, you really need to get some rest."
The child nodded and went to her room, where her mother tucked her in but didn't perform the spell. A vision never came twice in one night. Her mother kissed her forehead before walking out and leaving Madelina to the small lighting of her nightlight in the corner. It made stars dance across the ceiling, and it calmed Madelina most nights, though tonight it was harder to fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she would see them and all the horrible things they did.
Meanwhile, Mave showed the others to their own guest rooms for the night, though Klaus and Freya had the rooms upstairs seeing as the rooms would permanently be their's for a little while. Everyone quickly fell asleep, especially Mave who was exhausted after the spell she and Freya had to perform earlier. The only two people awake were, unsurprisingly, Klaus and Madelina. Klaus was thinking of what was going on at the compound in his city. He wondered if Hayley and Hope we're fine though, he knew they were. Hope wasn't in danger since she was not ever the firstborn, and it was always Madelina this whole time. Hayley could take care of herself also, considering the strength that she had now from being a hybrid and a protective mother. If anything, Jackson was there to keep her stable.
Klaus also wondered what it would have been like if he had known about Madelina when Mave became pregnant with her. Would he have been angry? Confused? Probably confused seeing as he wasn't supposed to be able to actually have children. He wondered if Madelina would be any different growing up with him as a father. Would he be a good father to Madelina?
His worrying thoughts were cut off by the small sound of tiny feet pattering against the hardwood in the hallway. Klaus instantly knew it was Madelina and was a tiny bit worried and more so intrigued. What was the little one doing still up?
Since he himself couldn't sleep, Klaus decided that he would join the little girl for company, wondering what she was doing now.
He followed her scent down the hall and was only a little surprised to find it led to the slightly opened door of the art room. He silently opened it, not making a sound as he stepped inside to lean against the door's threshold. He saw Madelina standing in front of the painting of Lucien and Aurora, twiddling with her fingers as she looked at them. Klaus tilted his head to the side and decided to make his presence known.
"Couldn't sleep?" he asked, making the girl slightly jump and turn to look at him. He was surprised to see that she actually relaxed when she saw him. Him, the most feared creature in the world, was relaxing a small child of her fears. Perhaps what she saw was worse than he thought.
The little girl shook her head after regaining her bearings. "No," she sighed heavily and sat on a small stool as Klaus made his way over to her.
"And why is that? He asked, standing in front of the stool she sat on with his hands connected behind his back in a casual stance.
Madelina surprised him by chuckling dryly. "It's silly..." She looked to the floor and to the side a little bit, avoiding his gaze.
Klaus tilted his head and bent down in front of the little girl so that he could catch her eyes, similar to the way he did when they first met. "Madelina..." He sighed when she still refused to look at him. "Madelina, look at me," he said, still keeping his voice soft but firm.
The little girl hesitated but then flickered her blue eyes to his own, looking as lost as anything Klaus has seen before. He slightly smiled to put her at ease. "There," he said. "That wasn't so hard was it?"
He succeeded in pulling a small smile from her before it disappeared once more. "Now," he said, gaining her attention again. "What is keeping you awake at this time of hour?"
Madelina sighed once more and began to fiddle with her fingers, a sign that Klaus learned she did when she was confused or nervous. "Well," she finally said in such a small voice that Klaus had to strain to hear her, even with his hybrid hearing. "It's just that... Everytime I close my eyes... all I can see is them," she turned her head to look at the intimidating picture she created not so long ago. "And I see what they did to everyone and..." she took another shaky breath. She looked up at him with her bright eyes that were filling with tears. "I'm scared. Not just of them but a lot more in that city... The city where you came from and I just..." She began to breathe shallower and quicker, to which Klaus brought his hands to her arms and rubbed them reassuringly.
"Hey," he said to which she looked back up at him with a few tears escaping her eyes. "I will not let anything hurt you. I promise that to you," he said and wiped her tears away with his fingers and smiled ruefully. "And you shouldn't cry," he added. "Because I do not like to see you sad," he repeated the similar words that she said earlier and by her small laugh, he concluded that she found the resemblance in his words and her own earlier ones.
She sniffled a bit but stopped smiling, looking back up at him. "But I'm not just scared of the others," she added and Klaus tilted his head as urgentness filled her tone and he could tell that she had never told anybody this, not even her mother. "I'm scared of me." She surprised him but she continued with terrified eyes. "Because tonight, not only did I see them," she pointed to the painting. "But I also saw me. I couldn't control it no matter how hard I tried and I tried so hard, but it never worked. There were flashes everywhere and I felt something..." She searched for the right word, "snap. Something inside of me snapped and I couldn't fix it. It changed everything and-and I was so so scared-"
Klaus once again cut off her rambling. "Madelina," he said so that she could stop to look into his eyes. "It's okay. It's okay to be scared of something that you don't completely understand. That's why my sister Freya is here. She's been through what your going through and she is here to help," he paused. "As am I." He looked intently into her eyes, not moving anything so that she could see that he was being completely honest and serious. "I will not allow you to lose yourself."
Madelina breathed deeply to slow her fast heart rate as she nodded to his words. At that moment, Klaus wanted so badly to tell her that he was her father but he had no idea how she would take the news. He would tell her soon though, because he wanted her to trust that he would never abandon her like he felt that she might think. Maybe tomorrow he would tell her, after Elijah and everyone has left.
His thoughts abruptly stopped when Madelina threw her arms around him, squeezing him as tightly as she did to her mother after the vision and he found himself hugging her back. "Thank you," she whispered with such emotion coating the two words that Klaus was surprised. Madelina really was something special and he could hardly believe that he was hugging her in comfort to her fears. He would be there as he wasn't when she was born. He would help her as best as he could, and he would never leave her again.
That, he gave his word to.
As Klaus carried Madelina, who was now tired from her confession, back to her bedroom, Mave was tossing and turning in her sleep, having a vision of her own but hers was contained and under control unlike Madelina's. There was a light sweat coating her skin as she suddenly jerked awake but made no sound. Her heart was only slightly beating faster as she was used to these things, she had to live with them all her life. But what she saw, despite her slow heart rate, scared her to her core. She saw only glimpses of it, but she understood what she saw.
She saw the city of New Orleans, and the streets were running with blood.
Hello! Sorry that this one was a little short but I wanted to give you a some Klaus/Madelina bonding time as seen a little in here. I'm really sorry that I sorta had to leave you hanging at the end but I can't be me without a few cliff hangers now can I? ;)
But what is Mave's vision leaning to? Is it about Dahlia? Lucien and Aurora? Or is it a new threat that the Mikaelsons have yet to face?
I really hope you liked the small flashback with Rebekah, and trust me, you'll be getting longer and more intense ones than that, don't worry. I'm going to try to stay as close to Lucien and Aruroa's characters in the show, despite me making a few changes to the background and their storylines.
I hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading! Please review to make me write faster!