Amelie

Summary:"You have loved and you have lost, all while I have succumbed to: the darkness, the light, to my wildest dreams and deepest fears. I have loved you while you have lived your life to its fullest, now I must live mine." Klaus kept his last love a secret for a lifetime but now it's time to reintroduce her to the world.

Chapter Ten

It had been days since Jon had heard from Amelie and part of him feared that not giving her his all was going to push her straight into Klaus' awaiting arms; but Jon had a plan to wipe Klaus and his family out to keep his future with Amelie safe and it was going to involve the new Regent witch that his brother had been giving all his time to.

As she flicked through grimoires of the past Regents and Jon and Alexander searched through the old St Martine grimoire, Alexander found something that would work very well. He grabbed a notepad and scribbled down some notes as his brother's interests were piqued. Jon stood behind his brother, watching over his shoulder like a jackal as he waited impatiently to see what his brother had come up with.

"A mass paralysis spell? That's not going to eliminate the Mikaelsons."

"If they can't move or speak then Amelie is going to have no other choice than to be with you." Alexander looked up at Jon and raised his brows. "We could always bury their bodies where no one would find them."

"They need to be dead," Jon stepped away from Alexander's space and began to pace the room, much to the annoyance of Margot, "they need to be dead, if they aren't then Amelie's mind will start to romp." He rested his hand on his chin and shook his head to himself. "She'll be distracted by ideas of freeing Klaus."

"Klaus and his family can't be killed," Margot piped up, "they're Original Vampires, they can only be killed by white oak."

"Then let's get some white oak." Jon suggested naively.

She laughed at him in an obnoxious way and got out of her chair. "They got rid of all the white oak long ago. Why would the Originals keep something in existence if it's the only thing that can kill them?"

Jon raised his hand and took away Margot's voice with his magic and turned to Alexander. "Is there any way that they can wriggle out of this paralysis spell?"

"There are loopholes with all spells, but you over estimate Amelie, she's not the brightest light in the sky."

"Why do you hate her so much brother?" Jon took the seat beside him and took the notepad from his hands to inspect his work one final time. "From what I can remember, she cared for you at one time and then your friendship broke down."

"You always seem to neglect the fact that the Bouchards were wolves." Alexander spat out.

"But none of them activated their curse so therefore she is human."

Alexander leaned in to his older brother and furrowed his brows. "You never saw Amelie in a fit of rage, she was sweet and innocent around you because she had that teenage infatuation with you, but I saw her let her crown slip many times."

"A temper is something that I can deal with, but she doesn't even know what she is and that's the way it shall stay. But I ask you for my sake, play nice with her; it bothers her that you aren't a good brother in law."

"You're not together, yet. Therefore, I can be as mean as I wish until then."

Jon got out of his seat and flashed a tiny smirk. "Charming, work on your paralysis spell and I'll check on you later."

"You're not going anywhere until you give Margot her voice back."

Jon glanced at Margot as she watched him through narrowed eyes. "I would, but silence seems to suit her so well, don't you think?" he waited for a moment and rolled his eyes as gave her, her voice back with the flick of his wrist. "Love has made you no fun, Alex."

"And love his made you hypocritical. Death to wolves was our pact and it was so easily broken."

Jon stood at the staircase and held onto the bannister as he chewed the inside of his mouth. "She'll never harm another person, in my eyes that makes her human." He climbed the stairs slowly and glanced over his shoulder at the two witches. "Get back to work, I want this spell ready for Christmas Day; it'll be the most wonderful time of the year."

Stepping into the quiet Mikaelson compound was strange, it was usually so lively and full of action but it was only Klaus home, alone. From his text, Amelie assumed that Klaus had sent everyone out so that she could spend some time alone with him, but that wasn't the case.

"Elijah took Hayley and Hope to Illinois to see if they could find any information on Jon, when you told me you were starting to feel unsure of his stories, I had to act on your thoughts." He explained as he took her cold hands into his.

She smiled thankfully and played with his fingertips. "Once the alcohol left my system, I started to think about things clearly."

"I'm glad you finally opened your eyes. We have the house to ourselves, what do you want to do?" he was suggestive, but he only wanted to dangle the proposition in front of her and watch her bite.

"Well, I thought that we could go on our third date," she played with the fabric of his jumper and looked up at him, pursing her lips, "third time's the charm, right?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"Well it's a little over a month to Christmas and I thought that we could go ice skating; remember when we used to go ice skating in that big park in Chicago?"

Klaus smiled a little and kissed the top of her head. "I haven't ice skated since, it was always our thing." He patted her shoulder affectionately and pulled away from her slightly. "Go get your coat, I'll warm up the car."

"But we can walk, I'm sure it's not that far away."

"Distance isn't the issue, temperature is and for someone who can feel the cold a lot better than I can, we'll take the car." He walked off in search of his keys and called out to her, "You can thank me later."

The rink was one of the hotspots for young couples looking to start the festivities early and it amazed Amelie. Everything looked so fancy compared to the rinks that she was used to; she had the look of a kid in a toy store as she pulled Klaus up to the booth to get their skates. He could see the happiness written all over her face and it elated him.

"I can't wait to get on the ice," she said as she laced up her boots, "I was a natural at this."

"And I was the blundering idiot who couldn't keep himself up straight."

"Hold on, I said I was a natural, I could be the blundering idiot this time." She stood up and balanced herself on the skates. "Come on, I need you to keep me up." She walked towards the entrance of the ice rink carefully and held onto the barrier as she stepped onto the ice.

Klaus followed unenthusiastically and kept a good grip on her. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"You're stalling." She sang happily as she started off into the crowd, her skills starting to come back. "It's easy, the great Klaus Mikaelson isn't scared of looking like an idiot, is he?"

He growled playfully and darted after her, almost chasing her through the crowd as he glided around. He could hear her laughter chime in his ears as he tried to look around the crowd to locate her. She was faster than him and to her, being chased was all part of the game; she loved the idea of being hunted down like prey. When he finally caught up to her, she was resting against the barricade, her hand gripping onto her wrist but she still had a grin on her face. He teetered over to her and leaned as relaxed as he could be beside her.

"Why'd you stop? I thought you were having a great time making me look like an ass."

"It's my most favourite thing in the world, but the beads of my bracelet fell off and I had to pick them up. If you had have been quicker then you would've saw that." She teased as she stuck her tongue out at him childishly.

"So, is that you done with this little activity?"

"Oh no, I want a couple of laps around the rink with you like all the other couples are doing."

He rolled his eyes jokingly and held his arm out for her to take. "Did you just confirm that we are in fact a couple?"

She glanced up at him, looking away quickly. "I'm not going to confirm anything until I see how well this date turn out. So far it's been the best one that I've had yet."

He stopped as gracefully as he could and ran his thumb over her soft and ample cheek as he kissed her gently on the lips. But before he could say anything in reply, he was distracted by a commotion on the other end of the rink.

The two of them skated over to see what was going on and as Klaus pushed through the crowd, he saw a man lying there, blood on the ice. He moved everyone out of the way and tried to feed him some of his blood but it was too late, he was dead. He moved out of the way to let first aid make the discovery but as he turned to walk away he saw the bead by the man's skate and as he looked around the distressed faces, Amelie wasn't there; she was hunched over by the opening of the barricades, groaning and moaning in pain. As he approached her he noticed something different about her temperature and her heartbeat; it was irregular and she felt like a furnace. As he put his arm around her he recognised the look of pain and confusion on her face and the distinctive amber colour of her eyes. She was a wolf and she didn't even know it.

He led her out to an alleyway with her shoes in hand as she started to freak out. Changing into a wolf for the first time was hard enough when you know what you are, but he could sympathise with her and truly understood how she was feeling; of course, he knew that now her secret was out that her personality would change significantly. It was something that he was going to help her through, she would need the support.

"What is going on with me Klaus, it hurts." She screamed out as she held her head and squeezed her eyes shut. It didn't help with the pain as much as she wished it would.

"You're transitioning into a wolf, just breathe deeply, the pain should dull in a moment. You won't transition fully until the full moon." He put his arm around her and tried to comfort her as best as he could.

"But I can't be, I'm not a wolf." Her mind was full of pain she could just about speak. The cloud of confusion made it so much worse.

"Your parents must have carried the gene but didn't activate their curse, it's going to be okay I'm here."

"But I haven't killed anyone… That guy that fell, did I kill him? Is he dead?"

"He fell over one of the beads from your bracelet, it was an accident, Amelie."

Amelie took the death of an innocent person worse than the transition. The pain in her head dulled and her eyes returned to their normal blue but she had a pain in her heart, it felt like it was breaking. She killed an innocent person, something that she never wanted to do. Killing anyone was off limits for her. She thought back to when she almost killed Jon and remembered that she could've transitioned in front of a grief-stricken Alexander; a werewolf hunter. She was lucky that his life was tied to hers or she would be dead by now. And then she started to think about things more clearly; Jon was a werewolf hunter too and he would over look his love for her to expel another wolf from the realm of the living.

"I'm going to die." She whispered as she tried to gulp back her fear.

"You won't die, it might feel like you will when you transition but it will pass and it will get easier."

Amelie looked up at Klaus' worried face and shook her head. "Jon and his brother are werewolf hunters as well as witches; they're going to kill me."

Her put his arm around her and pulled her in close as he tried to hush her. Her rambling was only going to increase her fears. "I'm not going to let anyone hurt you, I promise you that."

She found some comfort in his embrace but the death of the man and her secret heritage slipping out was too much for her to handle. She couldn't wrap her head around things and it felt like she was never going to. With a sigh, she said, "Take me home, please. I need to be in the quiet."

"I'll take you to your apartment, let you have your space."

"No, can I go home with you, I can't be alone right now."

Klaus nodded in understanding and helped her put her shoes on her feet. "Anything you want is yours." He looked up at her and stood up straight. "I'm at your beck and call until you feel better about this situation."

She put her hands on her boiling face and followed Klaus back to the car. She was silent which wasn't usual for her but that was because she was having conversations with herself in her mind. Part of her was beating herself up, but the other part thought that this was something for the better; no longer was she going to be the frail human caught in a fight between two supernatural lovers, she had her own strengths now and once she saw Jon's reaction to her transition she would finally have her clarity.

A:N How do you guys feel about Amelie being a werewolf and what does this mean about her future with Jon? Will he hunt her down or can he break his rule just once? And what about this new connection to Klaus? If anyone understood what she's going through, it's Klaus. Let me know what you think!