Chapter 6
1919/1920
Mikaela was sat with Elijah in his study a few days after her 18th birthday, heavily engrossed in a book. She looked up when Elijah rose from his seat and pulled a case out of his closet and placed it on the table with her traveling coat.
"Papa? Is something wrong?" She asked closing her book.
"I heard something downstairs, my dearest Mikaela. I have a feeling you are no longer safe here. Come you must be ready should I tell you to flee." He took her hands and helped her from her chair, he held her tightly and pressed a locket into her hand.
"This is for you, a late birthday present." Inside was a picture of herself and him. She smiled, knowing he was unaware of its significance.
"Thank you." She whispered and jumped behind him as the door flew open and a dishevelled, angry man stood in the doorway.
"Boy." He growled and Mikaela threw up a unnoticeable and silent protection shield between Elijah and the stranger.
"Father." Elijah said back through gritted teeth. "Mikaela, run. I will find you. Run." He hissed back to her and she nodded keeping the spell up around herself and Elijah, she grabbed her things before making her way to the door.
"Yes, you best leave, my darling. I need to talk to my son alone." Mikael said over pleasantly.
Mikaela paused in the doorway and mouthed, "I love you, papa." At Elijah who nodded, before she ducked out of the door and ran for it.
Elijah and Mikaela were reunited later that evening when she found him, Klaus and Rebekah outside the burning theatre. Elijah enveloped her in a hug and held her tightly, as she and Rebekah called for Marcel who was trapped in the burning theatre. Klaus held Rebekah and then looked at his brother.
"We have to go, brother."
"You go, you and Rebekah. Take Mikaela too. Don't tell me where you're going." Elijah said pulling a metal fence pole from the ground with ease.
"No papa. I will not leave without you." Mikaela protested.
"You must, Mikaela. I will never forgive myself if you were hunted down by my father. You have a power he could use for evil and I will not see you hurt like that." Elijah said adamantly. He pulled Mikaela into a hug and kissed her forehead. "Be safe. I love you."
"I love you too, Papa."
"I will find you, I promise. Now go."
"Take care, brother." Klaus said as he took Mikaela's arm and held weak Rebekah, after her torturing by her father, in his other arm.
Mikaela watched her father ready himself for a fight as Niklaus pulled her away to safety. Elijah caught her eye and nodded at her as she retreated. Elijah felt his heart lurch but he knew Rebekah and Niklaus would look after her.