New Orleans, 1821.

*Sofia's POV*

"Forty six. An entire building… Forty six! Bodies drained. Just mere days of your wedding, as well." Elijah said as he entered the room, flashing a look at me, I just looked up and smirked at Kol while he was playing chess with Niklaus. This wasn't unexpected or unusual behaviour for them two - I have to admit I joined in as well. But Elijah didn't know that. Kol simply looked up at him and smirked.

"Nonsense." He said in reply, Elijah squinted his eyes in response - most likely thinking 'why is he lying?'. "It was at least sixty." Kol said, looking at Niklaus flashing a grin. "Ah! They neglected to check the attic."

"Ah!" Niklaus responded in laughter, Elijah was just shocked by this. Me? Personally, this amused me. Kol could go wild, our wedding was going to be in a few hours and I knew Niklaus and Elijah wouldn't dare jeopardise that.

"Why do people always run to the attic?" Kol laughed, asking around. I laughed in response, not wanting to get too involved into this family squabble. "I mean, it makes no sense." Kol flashed another grin at Elijah, obviously loving the freeway he currently has.

"It's difficult enough to keep our presence here in the city a secret without the two, or three," Elijah flashed a cold look at me, "of you doing everything in your power to draw attention to us." Elijah referred to Mikael, in which all of us went silent. I could tell Niklaus was getting the shivers of just the very reference of his 'father'. But it didn't end here, Niklaus thought it would be a good idea to have a smart remark.

"I'm surprised you have the time to concern yourself with us, given the hours you spend doting on Marcellus." Niklaus smirked, as he moved another pawn from the chess table. He was winning.

"Is that what all of this is about?" Elijah scoffed, while walking closer to Kol. Kol simply moved another piece from the board - he knew he was losing. "You envy my bond with Marcellus? Niklaus, you brought that child into this home." Elijah paused, thinking through his options. Please don't suggest moving, I thought, I quite liked this place. "It is no longer safe here." He added. "I cannot allow him to remain." This caused an up fury from Niklaus, as he stood up quickly pushing his chair back.

"You will punish the boy because of Kol's antics? I'd just assume put him in a box!" Niklaus shouted, I furrowed my brows - about to retaliate, but Kol got there first.

"You'd choose that little welp over your own family!" Kol shouted back, I could see this situation already getting out of hand. I never understood why Niklaus punished him so much, half of the time he joined in with Kol - yet he only punished Kol for all the killings.

"That little welp is our family!" Niklaus shouted even louder, I covered my ears - I couldn't handle this no longer. Elijah just watched the now very tense atmosphere. Niklaus looked back at Elijah, "Marcellus stays."


New Orleans, 2015.

*Three months later*

"I can't believe you two are finally getting married, it's about time!" Rebekah cheered as she finished my hair. I simply sighed in response. "Come on Sofia, nothing can go wrong."

"Yes, maybe apart from the fact Niklaus will dagger him again, he always seems to at the happiest of moments." I scoffed and continued to file my nails.

"I don't see why you're so worried, Kol has been under his best behaviour the past couple of months - and I think Klaus is going to give you two some freeway." Rebekah smiled at me, I fake-smiled back. The lower my standards are for this wedding, the less disappointed I'll be when something goes wrong.

"Yes, but what is Kol's best behaviour - Rebekah?" I stopped filing my nails and looked at her. "None of us know, because he's never cared to get his bloodlust in check - has he?" I stared right at Rebekah, never breaking eye contact. She went silent.

"Come on, this is no way to act on your wedding day…" She responded quieter. "Your hair is done! You're almost ready!" She said in a much more cheery-mood. "Who's ready to get married?"

*30 minutes later, Kol's POV*

"Now you promise you're not going to dagger me this time?" I joked, raising a brow while looking at Klaus. He smirked in response.

"Well, as long as you don't kill over sixty people and try to turn my ward, then I guess you're safe." Black veins grew around my eyes, but I looked away just in time.

"Do not joke about 1821, brother. Or I swear to you…" Niklaus interrupted me.

"What will you do? Dagger me? You and what witches?" He laughed. "You can threaten me all you like, brother, but in the end I'll always be one step ahead. So I suggest keeping that mouth shut and celebrate your wedding in peace." I furrowed my brows in response.

"One day brother, I will not be so easily subdued. I will find a way." I looked back at him, I didn't care if my bloodlust was going crazy or not.

"Ah, now we are referencing… 1702 was it? Spain?" Elijah managed to find his way into the conversation, always sticking to Niklaus' side.

"Oh shut it, Elijah. You're just angry I get to marry the love of your life. Haven't had any action since 1929, I see?" I smirked, looking straight into his eyes. I knew how to hit him where it hurts. Elijah remained silent. "Ah, I see I've hit a nerve. I'll take that as my queue to well… see my bride." I smirked, nodded at Elijah, then walked out of the room.

*Rebekah's POV*

"And where do you think you're going, Kol?" I smiled, blocking his way to Sofia's room.

"Get out of my way, sister, I want to see my bride." Kol said in a hurry, then attempted to barge out of my way.

"Nah, ah, ah! No seeing the bride before the wedding. It's bad luck." I stopped yet another attempt. "And we all know your luck at wedding's is already bad enough." Kol simply furrowed his brows in response and zoomed away.


New Orleans, 1821.

*Sofia's POV*

I walked down the aisle, with no groom on the other end. What was going on? Where was Kol?

"I'm afraid the wedding's cancelled, love." Niklaus zoomed up behind me, with an evil smirk on his face. Could he not wait until I was married to Kol? Then we would've been able to run away and never bother the rest of the Mikaelson's ever again.

"Where is he?" I shouted, I knew I was making a scene - but I didn't care. Most of these humans were compelled to be here anyway, and they would be compelled to forget everything that happens after the wedding.

"Now, now, don't make a scene." Niklaus rested his hands on my shoulders, I quickly slapped them off in response. "He's simply… sleeping, so to say." Niklaus smirked again. There was no compassion in his heart.

"Why!?" I shouted, "After we got married we planned to run away! To never see any of you life-stucking demons ever again!" I shouted even louder, "You - you have ruined my life - Niklaus. Not only do you delay the wedding by daggering him in 1702, but then you dagger him on our actual wedding day! There - there will be a day, where we are not easily subdued - I promise you that. One day, you will see what it's like to have decades stolen from you!" Niklaus remained speechless, as I zoomed away and to my bedroom. There was no day worse than this.

*A day later, Niklaus' POV*

"Sofia is still not speaking to you, I see." Elijah said as he walked in the door with a smirk on his face.

"Do not smirk at me, Elijah, if Sofia found out you were as much a part of daggering Kol as I was we all know she would never fall for you." I responded in a calm tone, I would keep Elijah's secret for now. But once Kol is undaggered - which he eventually will be - he will tell Sofia. It is only a ticking bomb.

"You - you said you wouldn't tell." Elijah flashed a concerned face towards me, I sighed in response.

"And I have not, but we all know you are delaying the inevitable, Elijah. Once Kol is undaggered he will tell Sofia what happened." I tried to reason with Elijah, but it seems that Sofia was his weak spot. Where his noble-personality goes complete opposite. I guess somehow, in his own twisted mind, he daggered Kol to be with Sofia.

"You don't know that for sure, he may not." Elijah responded, trying to find any way to reason this.

"We all know that was not what happened last time, dear brother." I smirked of the memory when Kol was undaggered a few weeks ago and instantly snitched Elijah and I up for daggering him in 1702.


New Orleans, 2015.

*A few hours later, Sofia's POV*

"At this time, I'll ask you, Kol, and you, Sofia, to face each other & take each other's hands." The priest said with a bright smile on his face, it was the most beautiful wedding I had ever experienced - even more beautiful than 1821. Kol and I faced each other and held each other's hands, it was little moments like these where I wished to be human, that I actually felt… human.

"Kol, will you take Sofia to be your wife, your partner in life and your one true love? Will you cherish her friendship and love her today, tomorrow and forever? Will you trust and honor her, laugh with her and cry with her? Will you be faithful through good times and bad, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?" The priest continued, Kol looked me straight in the eyes - eyes full of love - not lust.

"I do." Kol said, I smiled brightly. I had never felt so happy during my thousand years of life.

"And you, Sofia, will you take Kol to be your husband, your partner in life and your one true love? Will you cherish his friendship and love him today, tomorrow and forever? Will you trust and honor him, laugh with him and cry with him? Will you be faithful through good times and bad, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?" The priest looked back at me, I was almost too lost in thought to answer.

"I, I do." I didn't want anyone to take my stutter as hesitation, but this was all so overwhelming. I had been waiting three-hundred and fifteen years for this moment - and it had finally came.

"Then Kol, you may kiss the bride." The priest said happily, I doubt he had ever been to a wedding this beautiful. Kol kissed me passionately and I kissed back, the kiss was full of love. It was followed by the audience cheering and some 'wit woos'. Everything was perfect in that moment.


*One month later*

"So where next?" I joked as I unfolded the map from my back pocket. I knew I could just use a phone - but it's nice to be old school.

"Mystic Falls." Kol said in a serious tone. Why Mystic Falls?

"That doesn't sound very honey-moony. Does it?" I raised an eyebrow, we had just been to Hawaii and then to Florida, I was expecting to go somewhere not in the USA this time. Kol pulled over to the side of the road.

"I'm afraid we need to pull a pause to our honeymoon, my love." Kol looked over to me, eyes full of concern. What could he be possibly on about?

"Is there something you haven't told me?" I asked, marriage was about honesty. I don't appreciate being lied too, or having secrets kept from me.

"Yes. They're trying to raise Silas." And with that, worry and anxiety filled my mind in how many ways this could go wrong.


Author's Note - I'm not really basing anything on the actual time table of events, and I won't be using that many actual scenes from Season 4 like other authors do. I am going to be involving the Kol plot where he gets killed, but it'll be different - promise! Until then, xoxo.