A/N Sorry that I have been gone so long. It wasn't my fault. I had some personal issues, and I had no way of getting to my laptop or the internet. I apologize, and i've also been really busy, and if I had the choice, i'd be writing more chapters. Anyway, here is chapter eight, I hope you find some enjoyment in it.
Like the end of chapter seven, Klaus' walls have finally crumbled. In this chapter, I hope you see what i'm trying to put across. I thought of the scene at the end of episode eight of the Originals, where he was being accused of something he didn't do. I know it seems confusing, but if you read on, maybe you can see where i'm coming from.
Chapter Eight ~ Come Home To Me, It's Been So Long
Present—Mikaelson Mansion
"Nik...let her go."
As if he didn't hear Kol's shouts, Klaus continued to pin Angelica's eyes to his, his blue orbs full of rare tears. His hand fell from her cheek, secretly grabbing her hand out of the view of their siblings, his fingers tangling with hers. Her words echoed in his ear, turning from honest to taunting. The words mocked him, telling him that he was nothing, that he was pathetic, that he had chased away the one thing that he hadn't lost. She kept on looking at him, finding it impossible to break their stare. For the first time that day, he wasn't the monster he was made to believe, he finally seemed like the little boy she once knew, hugging her protectively as their father yelled at them.
Klaus was right, he was difficult to deal with. Her Niklaus was inside of him somewhere, itching to be brought out. Now, he was the opposite of the boy she once knew. He had become Klaus, the one who was thirsty for power. Niklaus was still in there, and it seemed as if Klaus was a protective defense he had put up, a barrier that stopped him from being hurt. She loved him, both sides of him, but that didn't mean she liked him. It didn't mean that she supported what she did, it didn't mean Angelica liked who he had become. Some of her couldn't blame him. Their father tortured him, he treated her brother as if he were nothing, as if he weren't worth looking at. She couldn't help but still want to take care of him. It wasn't just her who thought that, even those who despised him could see something inside him that made it almost impossible to fully hate him. That was his trick...he made you feel comfortable then attacked you when you were weak.
"Nik!"
Angelica jumped at Rebekah's screech, pulling her fingers away from his as if he had burned her. He sniffed, angrily wiping the wetness off of his cheeks when he realized that she wasn't going to give into him, that she saw nothing inside of him anymore. He felt broken and tired, her rejection hurting him more than he ever could think. In his one thousand years, Klaus had been rejected more than he could count and he liked to think that it made him stronger, it only made him want to be more powerful. But right then, being refused to love her made him feel pain. He knew that she was stubborn.
She loved him, he knew that, but Klaus was also sure that she didn't want to. At that moment, if she had a choice not to love him, he was positive that she would take that choice. Her anger towards him had stopped her from forgiving him. But most of all, the betrayal had stopped her trusting him. Now that she knew that he wasn't against daggering her, it had taken all the trust and respect she once felt for him.
Now he knew what she felt like and truthfully...he hated it.
"Let her go. Haven't you finished torturing us for one day?"
Kol's jaw clenched as his brother didn't move, he still kept their sister pinned to the wall. It reminded him of a child hiding it's favorite toy from their siblings because he didn't want to share. He expected Klaus to make a run for him, to beat him for daring to speak to him that way. But he didn't. Instead he just continued to look at his sister, but Kol didn't see the look of tiredness of Klaus' face. Rebekah took a step forward, slowly coming up behind her brother. She knew how hurt he felt, she could tell by how angry he seemed. Klaus covered his emotions with rage and anger, she was used to seeing it.
But truthfully, she'd never seen her hybrid brother like this before. Normally whenever Kol flung insults at him, Klaus would have broken a few of his bones. Now, he gave no reaction, he was staring at Angelica as if she were some life line. His shoulders held so much tension and he made no move or sign that he was going to let her go. As moments flew past, his anger seemed to falter, now replaced with exhaustion. Rebekah and Kol could only imagine what they spoke about, and it sure had tired Klaus out. Angelica sent a look over to Rebekah, silently begging her to help her. She didn't want to be around Klaus anymore...he was getting underneath her skin.
"Nik?" Rebekah whispered as soft as she could, holding up a hand when Kol opened his mouth.
Rebekah moved so that she could see his face. Shock replaced her judgmental expression as she saw how...defeated he looked. That was something she never expected to see, something she thought she was never going to witness. Slowly, he turned and faced Rebekah, his eyes blank, no emotion in them anymore.
"I wasn't going to leave her in there forever. I wasn't. I was going to let her out when it was time...when we were finally all together."
"Nik, that is not your choice to make. Our lives aren't something that you can toy with. You can't dagger us whenever you feel like it."
He raised an accusing finger,"You all go on about how I wreck this family because it's easier to blame me than look at yourselves. The first sign of us being a family again and you all plan to take her and run off. You go behind my back and plot. You fall in love with the first man who looks your way, Elijah leaves when it becomes too much, and Kol isn't interested enough."
He knew how hard he could be to deal with. Klaus also knew that he had made mistakes. But sometimes he felt like he had no choice. Elijah spoke of how much he desired to make them all whole again, but whenever they got the chance to be a family once more, his siblings become quickly bored with the idea. They attempt to leave, and that always made him feel like second best. In his mind, love should always be second to family, friendship or lust shouldn't come close. They were supposed to stay together side by side and fight those who dare to try and break their bond.
"You don't make it easy. You choose power, revenge and your own scheming over us. You push us away and punish us whenever you think we've done wrong. What do you expect?"
"I make no excuses for past sins. But I do what I have to do in order to keep you all safe. I do what I must and I admit, sometimes I lose sight of what it important. It's not easy when you all go against me, side with our enemies. Do you honestly think that I enjoy having to dagger you? I don't. But you're not easy to deal with. You, dear sister, falling for any man who gives you an ounce of attention, knowing that it's a danger. Kol, killing everything he lays an eye on, bringing attention to us we don't need."
Kol snarled at Klaus. His older brother wasn't speaking with anger, he was talking as if he were getting something off of his chest. He honestly believed that what he did to them was in their best interest. Elijah did nothing to be daggered, at least that was what Kol believed, out of them all he was the one who had the most humanity, and sometimes he was envious of how the rest treated him. By Rebekah, Klaus and sometimes Elijah, Kol was treated as nothing but some sort of chore. Angelica was the only one who had respect for him, and all he wanted was to get her away from Klaus before he drained her of any life she had left. But, though he would never admit it, he was jealous of the relationship she and Klaus shared. Even now, they were so close together, and Angelica showed no hate towards him.
They were always the closest, despite her telling Kol that he meant just as much. They had always whispered to one another, he always managed to make her smile without trying to, and whenever she was sad, Klaus instantly knew before she told him. When they were younger and played games outside was when Kol first noticed Klaus' possessiveness. They would run around for hours, amusing themselves, but as soon as Klaus turned up, she didn't think twice before following him. It was never done out of spite, she always made sure to hug Kol before running off. Sometimes she tried to ask Klaus if Kol could come along to play by the lake they would run around, but Klaus always refused. He was never one to share Angelica. She and Klaus would play by the lake, throwing stones and sharing secrets that nobody was ever allow to know. He let his eyes drift over the two, and frowned when he saw Klaus' fingers tangle around Angelica's, and she didn't resist. She didn't resist out of fear for him, she just stood there, looking at Rebekah as the two argued.
"...what about Angelica, Nik? What did she do that was so horrid to deserve being on the receiving end of your dagger?"
Klaus turned around and faced Kol. His younger brother took large steps toward the hybrid,"I asked you a question. What did she do to deserve being locked in a box for ninety one years? Did she dare find happiness outside your twisted world? Or maybe she finally had enough being your prisoner?"
This was what broke through the daze Klaus was in and before they could stop him, the hybrid flashed across the room. He was upset and angry, a horrible mix of emotions that he didn't know how to deal with. Kol flinched slightly, but stood straight as Klaus appeared in front of him. He made no move to harm his brother but his eyes had gone black, there were no traces of blue, just plain and utter emotionless. Angelica let out the breath she had been holding, feeling shaky, almost losing her footing as Rebekah held her up. She fell against her sister, letting her tears fall, her body feeling heavy. Klaus' warm touch had left and she felt cold, half relieved that he wasn't near anymore but the other half wanted his arms around her, not Rebekah's. Her mind was spinning to the point she wanted to scream.
How can she love someone but hate them with so much passion?
"Don't speak of things you don't understand, Kol You have no right to ask such questions. It has nothing to do with you."
"When you stab our sister through the heart, without reason, I think it has everything to do with me. You throw temper tantrums and we suffer for it. Truthfully, I think we're better off without you...i think Angelica is better off without you right now."
Letting out an angry roar at Kol's last sentence, Klaus reached out and locked his fingers around his brother's neck, lifting him into the air with ease. With a quick flick of his wrist, Kol was thrown across the room, smashing into a painting that was on the wall, taking it down with him. He smashed into a table on the way, causing a piece of it to pierce through him. Klaus strolled over to his brother, seething with fury as he continued to look at him. He'd always hated how close he was with Angelica, always felt like his brother wanted to take his place in her life, and as long as he was standing, he wouldn't allow it. Kol was quick on his feet, appearing behind his brother a second later. Angelica winced as Klaus spun around, only to be punched across the face by Kol. The shock caused him to stumble back.
"How dare you question me? Come up against me?"
Kol laughed darkly,"How dare i? You've creased my favorite shirt, Nik. I'm sending you the bill."
He ducked with Klaus swung at him, grabbing a piece of the wooden table he had crashed into. He poured all the jealousy, the betrayal and anger he felt for Klaus. Angelica cried out when he stabbed the wood into Klaus' side, distracting him for a second before he punched him once more. Kol was a good fighter, he was always quick to recover, he'd spend years watching his father teaching his brothers, always observing from the side lines. He also got some sort of rush from it, and was never afraid of showing his power. He enjoyed who he was, he never showed mercy, that was what made him the most reckless Mikaelson. Angelica shook her head wildly as they continued to fight, breaking ornaments, smashing walls and windows with their feud.
"Stop it! Both of you!" Rebekah screamed as she tried to calm down Angelica.
She always hated to see her brothers fight, even as a young child. She would stand in front of which brother who was being picked on and order them all to stop. They were supposed to fight those who were attempting to harm their family, not fight amongst themselves.
Klaus' eyes flashed at his sister,"Stay out of this, Bekah. This is a long time coming."
In his anger, Klaus began to mock his younger brother."You've always wanted to be me, Kol. Always wanted what you can't have. You always wanted to take what belonged to me, waiting for the moment to swoop in and take it."
"You were always the delusional one, Nik. Always so paranoid and insecure. That's why father hated you so."
That was always Kol's go to move. Whenever he felt threatened and was upset he would bring up how much Mikael hated Klaus, just like he did when they first daggered him. He ducked once more when Klaus made a move to punch him again, quickly pulling the stake out of him before stabbing his hybrid brother once more, this time twisting it painfully. Klaus growled and lunged for his brother, knocking him to the floor with a fierce shove, falling next to him. Before Kol could get up, he was stopped when Klaus fished the White Oak stake from his jacket, holding it above his brother threateningly.
"Watch who your speaking to."
Kol eyed the stake carefully,"Really? You're going to kill your own blood? How can you sink so low?"
Angelica pleaded with anything that would listen, hoping that he wouldn't do it. She clung to her sister, eyes wet with tears as Klaus continued to hold the stake over her brother's heart. Kol sneered at his brother when the stake came a little closer. He looked at Klaus once more, and could see that his eyes were amber, and he looked like he was lost in his own mind. He really didn't believe that his brother would kill him but the thought that he wasn't above threatening him somewhat offended Kol. Angelica didn't recognize him anymore, the Niklaus she once knew was nowhere to be seen and once more, her heart broke when she saw what he had turned into.
He was lost. Nobody could save him, not even her.
"Niklaus, let him go this instant. This is complete madness. What do you think you're doing?!" Rebekah yelled once more."
Klaus showed no sign of letting Kol go until Angelica's broken voice spoke up.
"Leave him be. Please...don't." Don't take him from me.
He raised his head, eyes turning from dark to light slowly, before he pulled the stake away from his brother. Tears streamed down Angelica's face as she glanced at her brother, making sure that he was all right before her eyes met Klaus'. Earlier, they were full of disappointment, but now, he'd managed to make them show nothing but disgust for him. He swallowed, getting back up onto his feet. He didn't how this had happened, his rage must have taken over him. He was never one to handle his feelings in the correct way. Kol flashed onto his feet, dusting off his clothes before he walked back towards Angelica. His baby sister side stepped in front of Kol as if she were a protective barrier in between the two.
Angrily wiping her tears away, Angelica grasped Kol's large hand in her small one, as if she were making sure that he was still there. He had been right, there was nothing inside Klaus anymore, there was nothing she could hold on to.
"Get out."
Klaus frowned, eyes narrowing. He'd never before heard the tone she was using,"What?"
"Just go. I can't look at you anymore."
He felt cold. She spoke to him as if he were a bad taste in her mouth. Rebekah and Kol kept silent, not wanting to end up with a stake in their hearts. The more she spoke to him, the more she felt her heart break, wondering why and how he had turned into what she was looking at. He had bitten Elijah and almost taken Kol from her life, two people she adored. His need to control and dominate those around him was taking over him to the point he had no idea who he was anymore.
"You can't possibly-"
"I believe Angelica has made herself clear, Niklaus. I think you should respect her wishes."
Klaus turned his head to see Elijah leaning against the doorframe, the only thing keeping him on his feet. Sweat coated his forehead, and he looked like he'd been through a war. Pulling away from the door, Elijah stumbled into the mansion, his vision faltering. He tripped over his feet, almost hitting the ground before Kol flashed over and set him back onto his feet. He led his brother over to the couch and set him down, the sisters running after them. Angelica sat next to him, lower lip wobbling as she looked over her brother, eyes glistening with tears.
"Elijah, we told you to stay where we left you." Rebekah scolded him.
"I'm the eldest sibling at the moment, I decide where I go, sister."
She scoffed,"Not in your condition."
He didn't reply, eyes shutting as Klaus looked on as his siblings fawned over their brother. He clutched the stake in his fingers, wishing a little that he was his brother. His own eyes stung with tears as he witnessed Angelica tangle her fingers with Elijah's, something she used to do with him whenever he thought that Mikael was near. Kol held her as she sniffed, not used to seeing their brother so weak and almost helpless. Klaus trailed over to the four of them, fighting his tears as he realized how broken they all actually were. Angelica's eyes became hard at the sight of Klaus, making his stomach knot. Elijah, sensing Klaus was near opened his eyes, his orbs drifting over the stake in Klaus' hand.
"Niklaus-"
He hushed his brother by bringing his wrist to his lips, blood coating his mouth when his fangs sank into Klaus' wrist. Drops poured from the two little wounds, hitting his tongue, and he then set his arm by his side as color slowly made it's way back onto Elijah's face. Angelica sighed in relief when she felt her older brother squeeze her hand, reassuring her that he was going to be all right. Angelica gasped when Elijah jumped up, his strength slowly returning as he pinned Klaus to the wall, ripping the stake out of his hands. The hybrid didn't protest, knowing better than to challenge Elijah when he was angry. His brother had saw the whole fight between him and Kol, heard the sobs spill from Angelica's lips as she pleaded with him to let their brother live. Quickly, without being seen, their younger brother grabbed the stake from the ground, out of sight. He tucked it into his jacket pocket, making sure that it was hidden from their brothers.
"What has happened to you? How dare you threaten our brother with that stake?"
"Elijah, brother..."
"No, Niklaus! I have spent centuries convinced that there was still something inside of you. I thought that maybe making our family whole, bringing Angelica back would spark some of the humanity that was deep down inside of you. I have refused to listen to those you torture, thinking that your family was the only thing that you won't harm with death threats, but maybe i'm fighting a losing battle. Maybe you're right. Maybe you cannot be redeemed."
Disappointment and hurt appeared on Elijah's face as he whispered. He couldn't believe that his brother had bitten him, after all they had been through together. He couldn't believe that he would loom over their brother with the only thing that could kill them. He had hoped that maybe Angelica, the only one of them that had gotten through to Klaus, would be able to return him to the boy he once was. But after witnessing what he had done, Elijah was close to giving up on his brother, something he had promised never to do. Elijah looked over his younger brother, memories of the two running around with Rebekah and Kol before Angelica was born. Then flashes of each holding their youngest sibling in their arms when she was welcomed into the world appeared in his mind. They had been happy, they had been somewhat normal.
"...maybe you are the monster you appear to be, Niklaus."
With those last words, Elijah walked out of the mansion. They all watched him before one by one, they followed him, leaving Angelica standing there, speechless. He caught her gaze, shame in his blue orbs as she stood a few meters from him. She glanced at the door them back at him, hands by her sides, looking just as lost as he felt. Then, after letting out a long breath, Angelica made her way towards the door. She stood up straight, trying to appear confident, scared that her legs would give out once more. Just as she was about to walk through the door, a whisper stopped her.
"Angel?...don't walk away from me! Not now."
It was strong, but she could hear the desperation in his voice. Her eyes screwed shut for a second, tempted to turn, but she couldn't. Not after what he had done to Elijah and Kol. Not after what he had done to her. She was still for a second before she finally gained the courage to move. One step in front of the other, she walked away from him. Klaus' expression turned to one of bewilderment when she didn't respond to him, and he began to follow her, but stopped when he realized that she wasn't going to turn around, she was really leaving him behind, like he'd always feared.
"You need me, angel. You need me!"
I need you.
She ignored how he called her name, she ignored the sound of him promising her that he would make it better, but knew that they meant nothing. She found Kol waiting for her at the end of the path, holding out a hand to her, knowing that she was resisting running back. Angelica knew it was for the best, not just for her, but for them all.
"It'll be all right, sister. It's for the best. For all of us."
She looked up at him, trying her hardest not to glance back at the mansion,"Do you promise?"
"I promise."
Maybe Elijah was right. Maybe it was time to give up.
Flashback—1000+ years ago
"Niklaus! Niklaus, where are you, brother?!"
Young Elijah ran as fast as his legs could carry him, his mother's screaming following him as he searched for his brother. Rebekah's cries, along with Kol's, rang in his ears as he made his way towards the woods. They didn't know what was making their mother cry, it seemed as if she were close to death, and the two youngest Mikaelson's were huddled to together by Esther's side as she clutched Mikael's hand for dear life. They wanted her pain to stop, but did what Elijah told them and kept quiet. As the nine long months had passed, it was always their blonde sister who had spent most of her time perched next to their mother, making flower braids, all while staring at her growing stomach as if it were something magical.
"Niklaus! It's time. Mother has ordered for you to come home."
Elijah ran through the twigs, ignoring the snapping underneath his feet as he neared the hiding spot Klaus went to whenever their father had one of his tantrums. The baby was sure to come soon and his mother had ordered him to go and look for Klaus, she didn't want him to miss the newborn. Finn was too busy standing beside their mother, always the devoted child, his face mixed with worry and excitement. He didn't like Esther being in pain, but he was also exited to welcome their new sibling. Klaus had been somewhat distant through Esther's pregnancy, not because he wanted to, but because Mikael didn't allow him near his mother for some reason. He was forced to wait outside as they all felt the baby kick.
I will not allow him near the newborn. He is pathetic, he isn't strong enough to guide the new child, she will be guided by Finn.
When Rebekah was born, Mikael had demanded that she be guided and watched over her by Elijah. He felt that it was a brother's duty to take care of the young ones in family, especially if that young one was a girl. It was as if Mikael thought that he was some disease that would slowly drain the family. So when the first signs of his mother being in labor, Klaus ran as far as he could before his father could throw him out. But, despite Mikael's orders, Esther demanded that her whole family be with her to welcome the baby, and he kept quiet as Elijah followed her orders. Elijah let out a sigh of relief when he saw his brother sitting in front of a tree, his knees to his chest, sobbing silently.
"Dry your tears, Niklaus, we do not show weakness. Especially now that a new addition to the family is coming into the world. Mother needs us strong today."
Panting because of all the running, Elijah knelled down in front of his brother. Even though Finn was the oldest, the children listened to Elijah more and had respect for him. Finn didn't bother with them, he was attached to their mother. Klaus wiped his tears with his hand and buried his chin into his legs, shaking his head. He clutched his legs close to him like they were a protective barrier, keeping all the evil away from him. His eyes were bloodshot, telling Elijah that he had been sobbing for a while. He wanted to be there for his new sibling being born, he wanted to hold the child, like his brother and Rebekah were going to. He wanted to be apart of their family moment, but knew with Mikael being there, he couldn't be able to.
It hurt more than anyone could imagine. Rejection was something Klaus was never going to get used to.
"Father doesn't want me there. I refuse to get on his wrong side today, I could hear his yelling."
Fear flashed in Klaus' eyes and Elijah felt for him,"No need to worry. Mother has sent me to retrieve you. Father won't have the chance to object, he is much more focused on the child. He doesn't care about anything else today, I can assure you. He won't go against mother's orders to see her children together, the whole community can hear, and he doesn't want to look bad. You know how much he enjoys his image.."
"Do you promise, Eijah?"
Elijah's stone expression faltered at the sound of Klaus' fearful plea,"I give you my word, brother."
He stood up and held his hand out to Klaus, who eyed it warily. He was terrified of Mikael, he had nightmares of the harm he could to do him. He treated him like he was something horrible and no matter what Klaus did, it seemed to make Mikael hate him more. With a shaky hand, he accepted Elijah's hand and soon the two brothers were running as fast as they could through the forest. As they neared their family home, Klaus winced when he heard Esther's screams of pain, and wondered if she would manage to make it through. It sounded as if she were having the worst experience a human could encounter, and began to think of the stories she told him of their arrives being bliss were completely untrue.
"Is she going to die, Elijah?"
His brother laughed, which was rare, and shook his head,"No, Niklaus. I thought that when you were being born, but it happens whenever a woman gives birth. Mother says the pain disappeared when she held us soon after."
A couple seconds later, they were standing by the entrance, the only lights being a few candles scattered around the room. He flinched again as screams hit his ears, and tightened his fingers around Elijah as he was led into the makeshift into the room. He swallowed nervously as Mikael glared at him, but kept quiet when Esther ordered him to leave him alone, the first time she stood against his father. His eyes landed on Kol and Rebekah, who were still hugging together, watching as tears ran down Esther's cheeks.
"I found him, mother." Elijah said quietly as he calmed down his blonde sister.
"Niklaus. Come here."
Her voice was shaky but still laced with the strength she always spoke with. He, still nervous, shuffled over to his mother. He held the hand his mother held out, and watched as she tried to keep her breath in control.
"This is a family moment, Niklaus. You would have regretted it if you stayed away."
"I'm sorry, mother. Pl-"
Esther shook her head,"Just imagine...a new young sibling for you to play with."
She gave him a soft smile, calming his fears if Mikael for a while as her eyes screwed shut before she, with all her might, pushed once more. Ayana was urging his mother on with a soothing voice. She had delivered Klaus and Rebekah, the only person Esther trusted to do such a job. A smile appeared on her face as she caught sight of the baby, and she told Mikael to hand her some blankets. He did what he was told for once and gave them to her before the witch looked up at Esther once more, nodding reassuringly to the other witch. Klaus narrowed his eyes, wondering what was happening, heart almost stopping as he thought of the worst.
Was there something wrong with the baby?
Was there something wrong with his mother?
What was happ-
"It's time. I want you to push again, only this time, with all the strength you can muster."
Rebekah and Kol watched in interest as their mother let out another screech, head tipping back before she inhaled sharply. She pushed with all her might, fingers running over the knuckles of Klaus to keep him calm, a rare soft moment for the two. She wasn't very motherly with him, and this was something he made sure to remember. Finn looked on with more worry, not liking how his mother looked but kept quiet as Mikael waited to see the new addition. Elijah, always the strong one, kept his emotions hidden, as they all waited for the new born to be revealed. Even Mikael had stopped wishing Klaus wasn't there, and his eyes lit up when he imagined seeing a child, one that he could mould into something as strong as him.
All of them kept silent and held their breath, no sound apart from Esther's panting, the screams had stopped.
Suddenly, the silence was broken by a high pitched scream.
His mother slumped back, catching her breath as all eyes looked toward the Ayana. Even Elijah looked like he was close to breaking as the screams ripped away the quietness in the small space. A smile blossomed on Rebekah's face, and she tugged at Kol, who was trying to seem as strong as Elijah. Mikael swallowed thickly, his resolve close to crumbling as he looked at the baby, he was stood next to Ayana. They waited for a second, that felt like forever, as the witch wrapped up the baby in the blankets. She grinned at the baby, trying to stop the screaming as she stood up.
"She's so small." Ayana commented.
Rebekah, Kol, and Klaus, who was still shorter than Finn and Elijah, stood up straight. One and a half year old Rebekah almost fell over as she got on her tip toes but was caught by Kol, who was impatient. Ayana bent down, placing the baby in it's mother's arms and backed away, smile on her face. Esther let out a long breath as blue eyes started up at her, tilting her head as she gazed down at her new child. Tears flooded her eyes and her lower lip wobbled as the baby cooed, somehow instantly finding comfort in it's mother's embrace.
"We've got another girl in the family, children. You've got another sister to watch over."
Rebekah giggled, clapping her hands as she imagined playing with her new sister, having someone else to collect flowers. Elijah nodded proudly at his father, who did the same back. Kol, whining softly at not having the attention anymore, attempted to climb in next to his mother. She shook her head, laughing before giving the youngest brother a chance to touch the baby. He kissed her forehead, and with that the baby girl let out a cry, causing him to fall down to the floor. His eyed widened somewhat fearfully, terrified, as if he had harmed the child. Esther laughed as he scrambled off, embarrassed.
"Pretty." One and a half year old Rebekah grinned.
"She's beautiful, just like you, Rebekah. Would you like to hold you're sister?"
The blonde nodded eagerly and Esther showed her how to hold the baby. She and Elijah stared down at the youngest Mikaelson, both wearing wide, happy, smiles. Klaus stepped back, not wanting to scare the baby like Kol did, and watched silently as each of them held the baby, including Mikael, who Klaus never seen so proud. It hurt, because his father had never looked at him in such away, but he held back his tears as everyone gazed at the child. Eventually, Mikael shooed them all out of the room, saying that Esther needed rest. Upset that he hadn't gotten the chance to hold the baby, he followed Rebekah.
But a voice stopped him.
"Niklaus, come here."
At his mother's voice, he spun around, moving out of the way as Mikael stormed out, mumbling underneath his breath. When his mother motioned for him to come closer, he instantly walked over to her side. She pulled back the blankets, and for the first time, he got a proper look at the baby. Her hair was light brown, but her eyes were what caught him. They were ocean blue, like his own, from what he could tell. Her nose looked like Rebekah's and he swore she smiled at him. She was so small, seeming like something easy to break.
"She's breath taking, isn't she?"
He could only nod.
"Would you like to hold her?"
He shook his head, stepping back. He wanted to, but she was so tiny, so fragile that it scared was scared that she would break at his touch, he might drop her. What if she didn't like him? Esther chuckled and beckoned her son over. At her word, he opened his arms, and did what he saw her showing Rebekah. Soon, a light feeling was in his arms, and he unknowingly smiled as the baby stared up at him. He couldn't look his way, she was so innocent. He reached down with a shaky hand and let his index finger run along her cheek, causing her to lock her little fingers around it. Esther looked on as he continued to look at the newborn, smiling widely for the first time, a long time. She hadn't seen him smile like that ever since she handed him the necklace she made him.
"What do you think of her, Niklaus?"
Her son, snapping out of the daze he was in, whispered to his mother,"She looks like an...an angel, mother."
Esther smiled once more,"I know that your father is adamant that Finn be the one to watch over her. But, seeing how instantly bonded you two are, I want you to take care of her. Whatever happens, you must watch over her, always and forever."
"But what will father think?"
"Let me worry about him. Whatever he says, I know that you're a strong boy and you have so much love to give. I also know that you love her already, her first day on earth and she has so much love."
He thought for a moment before shaking his head yes, reluctantly handing her to Esther, who cupped Klaus' cheek. For the first time, she was being somewhat caring towards him, and it made him feel like he mattered. She trusted him to watch over the newborn, and he took that seriously. He'd never been trusted with anything, always been told by Mikael that he was nothing but pathetic. She could tell that the baby had taking and instant shine to Klaus, just like Rebekah had to Elijah. His mother was silent for a second before she raised her head.
"What do you think we shall name her?"
Klaus looked over the baby once more, wondering what she would be like as she grew older. She cooed as her eyes met Klaus' once more, as if she recognized him only less than an hour being born. His mother had offered him to name the baby, and he wanted it to be perfect. He already wanted to give her everything he could, she had to have a name that described her instantly. He smiled again, determination in his eyes. He vowed, silently promising the small child that he'd love her enough so that she didn't need anything else. He promised her that nobody else would love her more than him...and wished that she would feel the same way.
His head snapped up and a small grin appeared on his face.
He had the perfect name for her.
She was an angel, perfect in every way and it was his job to keep her that way. Always and forever.
"We shall name her Angelica."
That chapter eight. I had writers block for a while, and I almost gave up on this story. Like I said, I had personal issues that stopped me from writing. I hope you did find some part of it to enjoy. Please review, it really encourages me, and I promise, it will get better.
Should Elijah give up on his brother after this? Or should they all keep hoping for some sort of redemption?
Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes. If i get at least 6 reviews, i'll continue. They really do help me.
