A/N Hey everyone! It has been quite some time since my last post and I want to apologize for that. I keep hitting some sort of writer's block so if anyone has some suggestions for the story, don't hesitate to let me know. I know this is not an incredibely long chapter but like I said, it seems my muse has taken an vacation without my permission. Of course, I will finish this story because I'm stubborn and I really like this story. I've simply hit a wall right now. Anyway, here's a new chapter for y'all. As always, please keep in mind that English is not my native language. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Same answer as in my last chapter.

Chapter 10

Stefan sighed. He had been listening to his friends and brother bickering for an entire week and he was sick of it. Damon was vehemently against turning Kol back into a vampire while Caroline was all for it. Bonnie and Matt had chosen the side of Caroline while Elena had sided with Damon.

If Stefan had to be honest, he could understand both sides. Vampire Kol was unpredictable and dangerous, while de-aged Kol was vulnerable. So he understood why Damon didn't want Bonnie to turn Kol back. But he could also understand Caroline. If they could make a deal with the Mikaelsons, they would be rid of them. Caroline had suggested that Bonnie turned Kol back and, in exchange, the Mikaelsons would leave Mystic Falls.

The annoying thing for Stefan right now was that both sides expected him to agree with them. If he picked Damon's side, it would be a tie and Caroline would be mad at him. But if he picked her side, Damon would be mad at him. He didn't want to upset either of them.

Stefan sighed again and looked at Damon and Caroline facing off. This was going to last forever. Suddenly, Matt pulled him aside.

'Look, I just spoke with Bonnie. We know that you don't want to choose a side but we really need to make a decision. What Damon and Elena are forgetting is that we have the White Oak Stakes. Even if the Mikaelsons don't keep up their part of the deal, they can't hurt us.'

'Fine, I'll talk to Damon.'

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Finn and Elijah had just cleaned up the living room when Klaus walked in.

'Niklaus, please tell us you found someone who can teach Kol some control.'

Klaus grumbled something unintelligible and turned away from his desperate looking older brothers. Elijah sighed.

'What happened?'

Klaus turned back to his brothers with a scowl on his face.

'Somehow, I can't contact Kol's bloody witches. And the only one I did manage to find resulted in a horrible headache. Apparently, my reputation precedes me.'

'Well, there goes our only hope,' Finn muttered darkly.

Klaus looked around the living room.

'Why were you cleaning up this room? Where are Kol and Rebekah?'

'Well, Kol got enthusiastic about something. It resulted in him creating a tornado in the living room. You can imagine the mess that created.'

Klaus chuckled. 'How did he manage to stop it?'

'Rebekah broke his concentration. Since it took quite a bit of his energy, Rebekah took him upstairs to take a nap. She should be downstairs soon.'

At that moment, Rebekah appeared.

'Nik, please tell me you found someone who can teach Kol control!'

'Sorry sister. The only witch I managed to find gave me an aneurism. It seems they're not too fond of me.'

Rebekah fell on the couch.

'That's just great. He has got to learn some control. A few days ago he set the curtains on fire and now he created a tornado in the living room. If we're not careful, he'll blow up the entire house!'

'I can assure you Rebekah, that won't happen.'

'You have seen what he can do, Finn!'

'Yes, and I have also seen how much of his energy that costs him. He would be unconscious before he had even managed to destroy the living room.'

Elijah sighed.

'Rebekah, calm down. If Kol hears you, we'll have a new problem. It's important that we all focus. Has anyone found out how we can turn Kol back?'

'I know of one thing that might work,' Finn said. 'I have overheard some of the lessons Mother gave Kol. I don't know if you remember but there was one time when Kol accidently turned one of his friends into a rabbit. He was very upset but Mother said spells like those could be reversed.'

'That's great,' Rebekah said. 'We only have to find a witch to turn Kol back.'

'Unfortunately, it's not that simple. There is one condition to the reversing of spells like these. The only one who can reverse it, is the witch who cast the spell.'

'You've got to be bloody joking,' Klaus grumbled. 'There is no way the Bennet witch will turn our brother back. Out of us all, they hate Kol the most. Can't entirely blame them, of course.'

'Maybe they're willing to strike a deal?' Finn suggested.

Klaus scowled at him.

'The only thing they could possibly want from us is our death. And I rather enjoy being alive, thank you very much.'

'Finn, are you certain we can't try to teach Kol the spell, so he can turn himself back? He is rather powerful for someone his age.'

'Although it would be much easier, I'm afraid not. Even if Kol would be powerful enough, we don't know which spell they used. And I don't think the Salvatores would be very willing to tell us.'

'I could torture them to do it.'

Elijah sighed again.

'Niklaus, do you have to sound so cheerful when talking about torture?'

Rebekah always found moments like this enforcing the fact how much Kol and Klaus were alike. If it had been Kol, he would have sounded just as cheerfully. One would expect the brothers got along famously but Rebekah knew the opposite to be true, considering all the times Klaus had daggered Kol.

Suddenly, a thought struck her.

'Could it be possible Kol is already trying to break the spell from his subconsciousness? I mean, Nik and Finn both saw our Kol inside the mind of toddler Kol. Maybe he's trying to break through.'

Everyone looked at Finn for confirmation. He thought deeply before answering.

'Honestly, I don't know. I have never heard of a spell like this before, Mother certainly never mentioned it. Although I have to say it concerns me that our Kol is inside the mind of toddler Kol. It makes me wonder if the spell has been performed correctly. If it isn't, I cannot predict what could happen to Kol. It could prove to be fatal.'

'Is there any way we can find out if it has been performed correctly?'

'I'm afraid only Bonnie Bennet can tell us that, since she knows what she did.'

'Well then,' Klaus said. 'Let's find the Bennet witch.'

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Elijah was sitting on the side of Kol's bed. His siblings had left him in charge of watching over Kol, something he didn't really mind. While he wanted to assist his family, he wasn't needed by them at the moment. But someone had to protect Kol, since they couldn't exactly leave him alone.

His youngest brother was sleeping soundly, curled towards Elijah which amused him. It reminded him of their childhood, when they all had to share one bed. He and Finn would sleep on the most outer sides, Kol and Klaus next to them and Rebekah and Henrik in the middle. Elijah had awoken almost every day with Kol firmly attached to his side and Henrik attached to Kol's. It was rather endearing, especially since Kol and Henrik were the only ones who did that. Even better was the fact that they did it subconsciously, not really aware of the action as they were asleep.

Elijah was suddenly overwhelmed with a longing for his childhood, when things weren't as complicated as they were now. Of course Mikael wasn't the father of the century but they all had each other. He and Finn had practically raised their younger siblings, except for Henrik. They had all loved their youngest brother but Kol had shared a special bond with the youngest Mikaelson. When Henrik wanted comfort or safety, he would always go to Kol. And Kol always had time for his little brother, just like he had time for everyone else. He might have been a scrawny boy for quite some time but he was fiercely protective of his family. And he was smart. When his opponent was stronger, Kol used brains instead of brawn.

Elijah was pulled out of his musings when two bleary eyes stared up at him. He smiled warmly at the toddler.

'Did you sleep well, Kol?'

The little boy nodded and used his fists to rub the sleep out of his eyes. Still a bit sleepy, he crawled into Elijah's lap and leaned against his brother's chest.

'I had a dream, 'Lijah.'

'Really? May I ask what you dreamed about?'

'I was walking through a forest. I think I was afraid at first but then I heard someone cry and I wasn't afraid anymore.'

'Did you find out who was crying?'

The little boy closed his eyes, thinking deeply.

'It was a boy, or a man, I don't know. Maybe he was close to being a man but not yet. He was alone and I could feel his sadness.'

Kol's eyes opened again but had a faraway look.

'He was sitting on the ground, with his arms around his legs. I think he was trying not to cry, trying to be strong. I could see our village and I think I saw the boy's family. I couldn't see who they were, the village was too far away. But I could feel their sadness too. But there was something different about their sadness.'

'What do you mean, different?'

'Like, they were sad but you could feel they would be alright. It would take time but they would be alright. The boy, his sadness had….an edge I guess. It was stronger and it made me sad too. There was loneliness, fear and no hope. I think he had lost something special and it would never heal.'

Had he not been so shocked about the dream, Elijah would have marvelled at Kol's sudden eloquent speech. But Elijah recognized the things his brother was describing.

It sounded like the day Henrik died.