A Spy

A/N Hello everyone! I'd like to thank all of you that took the time to fav, follow and review this Fic. Because of you, I've decided to update this following chapter. However, based on the amount of reviews I got last chapter, I can't help but feel that the majority of you are losing interest, and this might be my last update unless enough people tell me to go on. I am considering bringing Kol back as requested by some of you, if this continues, because God knows how much I've grown to love that character! Also, I've decided to increase the POVs of Fav characters, ie: Klaus, Caroline, Rebekah, Elijah, etc. Thanks again to those who have supporting this Fic so far. This is for you :).

Klaus POV

After the horrendous fight with Caroline, I go to the art studio connected to the bedroom. It's exactly the way I left it, except all my paints and brushes are replaced with new, pristine ones. I smile softly, knowing that either Bekah or Elijah had replaced my old ones in hopes that I would return.

I sigh deeply. Even after what I did to them, I was still not far from their thoughts. I was still their brother.

I look at the empty canvas, and begin to paint.

After a few hours, I frown at the picture I had created.

With a frustrated roar, I throw the canvas across the room, irritated at myself for being so weak.

"Did anyone ever tell you that you should take some anger management classes?"

I whirl around, finding Kol, smirking at me.

Relief and anger flood me at once as I stalk towards him.

"Where in the bloody hell have you been Kol?" I snarl at him.

He gives me his characteristic, mischievous grin. "You almost sound like you were worried about me Brother."

I roll my eyes as I walk around him to the terrace, adjacent to the bedroom. "I had bigger things to worry about. Like my mate becoming a hybrid, Elijah nearly dying and your damn witch trying to kill Caroline."

The fresh air hits my face as Kol comes up behind me.

"Wait. What?!" he utters, stunned.

"You heard me," I snap, glaring at him.

"But Bonnie would never do that!" Kol protests heatedly. "Caroline's her best friend!"

"Yes…"I admit, stroking my chin as I think, "Henry had said the same thing. Perhaps it really was an imposter."

"Silas?" Kol offers.

I shake my head, remembering that Caroline mentioned that Henry had stopped the witch from killing her. If she was Silas, there is no way Henry could have stopped him.

"And who's Henry?" asks Kol as an afterthought, confused.

I smile softly. "My son."

Kol blinks rapidly. I could see his mind working hard to process this information. "Uh…okay. That's interesting…" a sinister, dark smile spreads his feature momentarily before it becomes playful. "So you cheated on Caroline with another werewolf…again?"

My smile falls. "No," I respond irritated. "And for the record, I didn't cheat on Caroline when I slept with Hayley. We weren't together then."

"So. What? You have the power to impregnate women with your dashing good looks without sleeping with them now? Here I thought that was just a rumor."

I chuckle. "Wrong again Brother. Henry is from the future. Guess Caroline can have children with me now she's a hybrid."

"Wow. So Henry is a hybrid too?"

"Yes…and no. He can do magic."

"H…how?" Kol stutters, looking scared. "I thought nature wouldn't allow such a being?"

"Obviously, something has changed. Something major. He mentioned we all die in the future because of Silas. Perhaps that has something to do with it."

"Perhaps. And what does your Queen think about all this?"

I shrug, trying to banish the image of hurt etched on her face when I told her she was second choice.

Kol smirks at me, holding the railing.

"I guess she didn't take you compelling her well. Great job messing up the one good thing left in your life. I should take notes," he says.

I glare at him.

"I'm not in the mood Kol."

He glances at me, the smirk falling from his face. He now gazes at me solemnly with concern.

"You should talk to her. Do you know where she is?"

"Probably in the garden. She usually goes there to cool off," I grumble.

"Well," Kol straightens up, smiling. "At least you know that she gets over it. You two can't exactly have a child together otherwise."

I smile back at him, his words actually giving me peace. "I suppose," I say, not exposing the effect his words had on me.

He pats my shoulder reassuringly then jumps off the terrace.

"Hey! Where…"

"I'm going to find Bonnie!" he shouts up at me. "I need to find out what's going on with her!"

I nod at him. With that, he flashes away, just as I hear my bedroom door open.

My breath catches in my throat as I take in her image. She had showered, for her hair is still slightly damp. She's wearing a gorgeous yellow sundress that hugs her form perfectly.

"Well," she says, averting her gaze from mine. "Turns out that Henry is awake downstairs. He's called a meeting."

I nod, as she turns to the door, but I flash in front of her, blocking her retreat.

Her hand that was originally reaching for the door, meets my chest instead. She immediately, tries to pull away as if burned but I grab her hand and keep in place, relishing the contact. She sighs, feeling my heartbeat, still refusing to look up at me.

"I'm sorry," I tell her softly.

She bites her lower lip, her eyes welling up with tears.

"At the time, I thought it was the only option," I continue, silently pleading with her to understand.

"But it wasn't Klaus!" With her outburst, she finally looks at me. "You promised you'd never do that to me! How can you push me away so easily?!"

"There was nothing easy about it love!" I say, my temper rising. "There wasn't a day that passed that I didn't think of you, and it wasn't for lack of trying!"

"But you did it anyway!"

"Because I love you!" I blurt out. "Because I couldn't bear the thought of living in world where you were gone because of me!"

She stares at me, as I replay the words I just said aloud in my mind. I knew I loved her. I knew it since her graduation day 20 years ago. But I told myself I'd never say it. I'd never let myself be so weak.

Yet, this woman, with every moment I'm with her, breaks my walls, my rules that I have set for myself for over a thousand years. This baby vampire always knew how to bypass the big bad hybrid Klaus. Always knew how to reach the human me.

Her gaze softens. She moves her hands to hold my face, making my heart race. "I love you too, Niklaus."

Without a word, I attack her luscious lips with my own. The heat, the passion, the lust consumes me as she sighs under my lips and allows my tongue to slip into her mouth. She jumps on me, trusting me to catch her as she wraps her legs around my hips. Our kisses quickly become more demanding, more animalistic. Her hybrid heart is thundering in my ears, reminding me that I need not hold back on her.

With a growl, I throw her on the bed. I hear her let out a surprised gasp. The minute she lands, with a giggle, I come on top of her, ripping off her dress and bra, not relenting in my onslaught of kisses. As she wraps her arms around me, she takes my shirt from behind and rips it one swift movement. I break our kiss, looking at her in quiet amazement. Her eyes are glowing yellow, burning into mine. She bites her lip, looking at me in feign innocence. "What love?" she says, grinning at me, mocking my accent. "Don't act like it doesn't turn you on."

I pry her legs open, making her grin widely in anticipation. "You have no idea," I let my inner hybrid out, her eyes widening and then filling with heat, "what you're getting yourself into sweetheart."

With that, I rip her white, laced panties with my fangs and plunge my tongue into her core. Her hips buck up violently. She lets out a gasp I continue, grabbing my hair roughly, making me want ravish her all the more. The minute I start French kissing her bundle of nerves, I feel her shudder, screaming my name.

When I go in for the kill, I remind myself that she desires the hybrid today and allow my fangs, ever so gently, to glide over her clit, sending her over the edge.

"Oh my GOD!" she shouts in ecstasy.

Before she can recover, I plunge into her, making her grab my shoulders so hard, I feel the blood dripping from the wounds.

She gazes at me in awe and hunger as I plow into her again. And again.

And again.

I pull her up, not breaking our rhythm, my eyes falling on her throbbing pulse in her neck. Her blood, calling me.

"What are you waiting for?" she says breathlessly.

In response, I let a slow, rumbling growl leave my lips as my fangs plunge into her neck. The blood, the warmth of her core, her walls clutching me, and then the prick of her own fangs piercing my neck, sends me above and beyond a place of sheer pleasure that only she can take me to.

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I come up behind my sweet Caroline and rain kisses on her shoulders and her neck as she zips up a red dress she pulled from the closet.

She melts into me, sighing contently.

The taste of her skin is like an addiction. And God knows I've been in rehab too long. Now that my drug and I have been reunited, I just can't get enough.

I slide a hand down her underwear, enjoying her moans as I play with her. Now that I had her back, I simply was not going to let her go. I was going to make love to her over and over…

"Nik!" shouts Bekah, pounding the door, "Caroline! Seriously! Enough! We've got things we have to figure out! Come on!"

I let out a sigh of disappointment as Caroline pulls my hand away. She turns to me, giving me a faint smile that does not reach her eyes.

Laughing at her, I cup her face in my hands. "Don't worry, love. We have eternity together. Plenty of chances for us to do…adult things," I change what I wanted to say last minute, remembering Bekah is right behind the door and can hear every word.

"Do we? I mean, have eternity?" Caroline asks with so much vulnerability in her eyes, that it breaks me.

"I swear," I say fiercely, "I will never force you to leave me again. I nearly lost you forever due to my stupidity."

"No more compulsion?" she narrows her eyes at me.

"You can kill me if I do sweetheart."

She gives me a smile that can light up the room and kisses me passionately.

I moan, pulling her closer to me.

"I missed you love," I mutter in between kisses.

"Oh Klaus…" she murmurs, kissing me again.

"Nik!" shouts Bekah in exasperation.

Infuriated, I growl as I pull away, yanking the door open.

"I still have daggers Bekah," I snap.

She rolls her eyes.

Caroline comes out from behind me and hugs her. "I'm so sorry Bex. I nearly killed you and Elijah!"

Bekah smiles as she pulls away from her. "Don't worry about it, Care. I already forgot about it. I'm just glad you're back."

"It's good to be back," she replies, looping her arm around Bekah's as they make their way down the stairs.

"When we get Claire," says Bekah excitedly, "we can get back to our girls night, midnight shopping sprees, junk food face offs…"

I can't help but smile as I close the bedroom door and follow them.

When we get to the living room, everyone is there: Sophie, Marcel, Elijah, now a picture of health with his signature designer suit, and of course, Henry.

He's leaning on the fireplace, arms crossed. He's wearing a white muscle shirt under his leather jacket and is wearing black jeans. My eyes fall on the rosary hanging from his neck, identical to the one I'm wearing now. Our eyes meet, his face lighting up with a smile that so similar to Caroline's, it warms my spirit.

"Nice to see some things never change," he says, looking between Caroline and I. "Always doing," he quotes the rest with his fingers, " 'adult things.' "

The rest of the room groans as Caroline blushes.

"Can we get to the pressing matters at hand?" I ask, refocusing the group. "Like Silas, and that accursed Bennett witch that tried to kill Caroline.

Henry smiles, grabbing a liquor glass behind him, "Of course, but that witch was not Bonnie Bennett. It was Qestiyah. Bonnie Bennett is dead."

Caroline lets out a gasp, and falls back in shock. I grab her arms, steadying her.

I look back at Henry, who looks at Caroline with regret.

"Are you sure?" I ask.

He sighs, sitting down besides Sophie on the couch. "If she isn't, she will be. The longer Qestiyah controls her body, the more Bonnie's soul is pushed out and essentially killed. I don't know how long it takes for that to happen. Isn't that how this type of spell works?" he asks, looking at Sophie.

"Yes," she confirms.

"Then there is a chance," says Caroline hopefully, "there's a chance we can save Bonnie!"

Henry's eyes narrow. "Not without cost. It's easier to kill her. Besides Qestiyah can always possess another witch. The threat will not be eliminated. Qestiyah the witch bitch has got to go."

"Not at the expense of my friend," Caroline says stubbornly.

"I think we should consider saving the witch," Elijah says, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "Two witches are better than one. Silas will suffer a great loss and we will have gained the upper hand."

"Bonnie Bennett is the most powerful witch I have ever met," I say, agreeing with Elijah.

"Then it's settled," says Sophie. "We capture Qestiyah and I'll do the spell to bring Bonnie back. We obviously need her."

Henry growls. "No! I won't allow it!"

The room stands still. He hadn't raised his voice, but his anger causes the lights to flicker and the room temperature to drop.

My eyes narrow at him dangerously. He catches my gaze, takes a breath and calms himself.

"Why are you against us saving the witch?" I ask coldly.

"The magic to reverse the spell is too powerful and dark. It will kill the witch that performs it. I…I don't want Sophie sacrificing herself. Not again," he says quietly.

I glance between Sophie and Henry. She's suddenly very interested in her hands while Henry looks away from her, completely uncomfortable with his recent admission.

I smile inwardly. Interesting.

"Again?" repeats Rebekah.

"It was Sophie's magic that saved me and brought me here," he explains. "I watched her die."

There is a long silence then Rebekah breaks it. "So, sounds like we get Bonnie Bennett back and use her to stop Silas

"No," says Henry, his voice dripping with bloodlust, making me smirk with pride. " Stopping Silas isn't enough. Not after what he did. I want to end him."

"What happens? You know. In the future?" asks Rebekah, hesitantly.

Henry pauses, obviously contemplating something, and then he speaks: "Silas crashes Claire's wedding and kills us all with bloody Qestiyah." The room stays quiet, waiting for him to continue.

Henry leans back on the couch, a pained look on his face as he continues.

"Silas and Qestiyah crash the wedding. Silas looked like Stefan and Qestiyah looked like Bonnie so no one really did anything, until Stefan moved to stake Claire. But…Father takes the stake for her," he ends with a whisper.

I swallow deeply, Caroline grabbing my arm.

"And everyone sits back and watches?" Marcel asks incredulously.

"No," Henry replies in irritation. "The witch bitch had us all crippled with her magic. Father was the only one strong enough to move."

"With Niklaus dead," says Elijah, "everyone in his bloodline dies. Meaning Caroline…"

Her eyes widen.

"And he kills us too?" asks Rebekah, pointing her finger at herself and Elijah.

Henry nods. "Everyone dies."

"So. How do we kill him? How do we kill Silas?" I ask.

"I don't know. But…" he lets out a devilish grin. "I bet that grimoire can tell us. Share with us what you and Elijah have found Dearest Sophia."

She smiles back. "With pleasure Henry."

She opens a bookmarked page in Qestiyah's grimoire. "So, thanks to Elijah, I was able to translate the Hybrid potion page and the one containing the cure to immortality, basically the vampire cure that you all thought was originally buried with Silas. Both potions require something from a naturally born Hybrid…

"Claire," says Marcel.

"…A magically created Hybrid…" says Sophie.

"Caroline," I say.

"…and the Original hybrid," finishes Sophie.

"Klaus," murmurs Caroline.

"The venom of all three makes the Hybrid potion," Sophie says.

"But none of those ingredients existed in Qestiyah's time," Elijah points out.

"I time travelled," says Henry. "I don't see why Qestiyah couldn't either."

"And the cure?" I press.

"Now those ingredients are the blood of those beings and one other…"says Sophie, glancing at Henry. "The blood of the Magic wielding hybrid."

Henry smiles.

"So we kill Silas by shoving this cure down his throat," I say with a smirk.

"Exactly," says Henry, his grin widening.

The thought of paying Silas back for making me think I was dying by the white oak stake I thought he plunged into me excites me. Judging by everyone's expressions around the room, I'm not the only one.

"All we have to do is get Claire," says Marcel, now directing his attention to Caroline. "Now that you remember, do you know if Claire was staked by this?"

He takes the grimoire from Sophie, flips through it and shows Caroline a picture of what looks like a white oak stake. This one is encrusted with jewels and tribal writings that I don't recognize.

"Yes. Why?" Caroline asks.

Marcel grins widely. "Great! This stake only desiccates. It doesn't kill," He explains. "Where is her body?"

"So it's true? We really can wake her?" I ask in disbelief. It sounds too good to be true.

"Yes."

Caroline lets out a laugh and hugs me. I smile at her.

"Where's the body Niklaus?" asks Elijah.

"In Mystic Falls," I say. "In the cave where our family drawings are."

"Klaus compelled some humans to put the coffin in there since vampires can't enter," adds Caroline. "What about Bonnie?"

"No worries love. Kol went after her," I say.

"Kol was here?" asks Bekah shocked.

I nod.

"And you didn't tell us?! How come he didn't come say hello? He's such a bad brother!" she pouts.

"He'll be back soon Bekah," I say with a roll of my eyes. "I'm sure…"

"Wait," interrupts Henry. "You aren't talking about Uncle Kol are you?"

"Yes I am."

Henry's face falls and runs his hand through his hair. "What did you tell him? Did you tell him about me?"

My eyes narrow at him, reading his worried expression. "Yes…but…"

He whirls around and breaks his liquor glass on the wall.

"Uncle Kol is dead, Father!" he bellows.

"But the witch resurrected him!" shouts Bekah. "Right Nik?"

I feel my blood run cold, my mind racing. Why didn't I put this together before? I simply bought the story that Bennett witch resurrected Kol. But now Henry confirmed that the witch was possessed by Qestiyah…of course.

"It was Silas. It wasn't Kol," I respond, emotionless.

"He was fucking spying on us!" Henry paces the floor. "And he knows Sophie could detect him, that's why you haven't seen Kol, Aunt Bex. He only went to Father when he was alone."

"Shit," mutters Marcel.

He stops and looks at me. "We have to go get Claire. Tonight."

I nod.

"Then bye bye Silas," adds Marcel.

"Not exactly," says a voice behind me.

Both Caroline and I turn around.

"Hate to spoil the Brady Bunch reunion," says Damon doing one of his annoying, squinty, smug grins, "but Silas won't die permanently with just the cure. We need to find Stefan, and you all are going to help me do it, or, so help me, you won't be seeing Baby Klaus ever again."

A/N Well! In comes my favorite Salvatore! What do you think Stefan's role is in all this? Plus, now that Silas know about Henry, what do you think he's going to do about him?

Up Next ( if you guys are still interested in this fic of course) – Finding Stefan, Klaroline, and a Silas POV!