Sorry for the long wait, I simply had no inspiration whatsoever so I couldn't exactly put something I didn't have up. But it's here! Chapter 14. I am, once again, overwhelmed with the responses that I am getting. Almost at 100 faves? You guys are the best! When I started this fic, I never thought it would get the response that it's been getting and for that, I cannot express how I feel. Thank you so much! To make up for the long wait, this chapter is a lot longer than normal. Hope you like it!

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Ella stepped forward, ignoring the warning glares that Katherine, Enzo, Bonnie and even Stefan sent her way. Yes, it may be dangerous, but in the end, nothing could really kill her so what was a little pain in the grand scheme of things? "You won't win. We'll fight for her," she warned the host that had taken over her mother. The young immortal judged the other woman's stance and it was clear that she was judging whether or not to attack her.

"Oh, of that I do not doubt. But how are you planning on freeing her? Surely, young Henrik has informed you of how to free Caroline's mind? I have to say I am impressed and it might just work," the blonde spoke truthfully. Not one person in the room could detect any deceit in her tone but that didn't mean they trusted her words. "But do you really want to risk it, child? Imagine the pain it will bring her."

"It's worth it. We've gone over everything and Henrik understands a lot more about magic than whoever you are. He's technically a thousand years old. Observing covens, even yours, for the majority of that." Ella thought about Henrik holed away in their room, away from the fight, most likely sleeping through it after they had spent the night going over the details for the spell. It was not going to be easy but between the three of them they had more than enough power to get it done; Henrik needn't have to even get involved.

"And where is he, now? It would be a shame to lose him so quickly after he had come back. He is but a mortal after all," the ancestor teased but the underlying threat was understood by all that were present. Elijah stiffened and his hands dug into Hayley from the way he was holding her, stake still in her back. Rebekah gasped audibly and Kol clenched his fists both of them deciding that this was not the time to attack. Klaus felt conflicted, he needed to protect his brother and knew that he couldn't fail this time. But this was Caroline. "Although, I was wondering whether or not we should have allowed Henrik to return. I, personally voted against it, thought that it would be a waste. But then it was not us that really brought him back, was it?"

Their lives had changed completely since arriving in New Orleans. Since Caroline's death. In Mystic Falls, the most troublesome task they had ever done was try and get away with truanting at the school their mother was the principal of. But now they had entered a full-blown war and the twins worried that even with the training they had gone through, they were way out of their depth here. Not that they would ever admit it to anyone in this room.

Cameron stood by his sister's side, ignoring the angry Mikaelson's behind him, ignoring his own family. "As my sister said before, you will not get away with this. We will not lose."

"As much as I am loving the confidence, I do have to warn you of something. Once you release Caroline, I would keep a close eye on her. Wouldn't want to lose her a second time, now, would we? Because, should that happen, Caroline will not return to the other side," the Ancestor warned, eyes turning dark and an unfamiliar glint in Caroline's usually warm eyes. "Remember what I said, Cameron, Ella. Caroline. Is. Ours. I think Kol can explain just how inconvenient it was to be among us in death. After all, us witches never did get along vampires."

Something snapped inside Kol's mind and before anyone could stop him he broke Caroline's neck. He held the blonde in his arms and turned to the family before him. Klaus glared at Kol but it softened as he took in the serious stare that he levelled the group with. And the small amount of fear in his eyes. "Elijah, sort Hayley out. Rebekah, go and wake up our little brother. I have a feeling we're going to need to have a family talk. I overheard some very interesting things last night. Isn't that right, Ella, Cameron? Oh, and Bonnie, could you please wake up my sister?" Kol walked out, Caroline still in his arms, into the room that was adjacent to the foyer, placing her on the sofa as everyone went ahead with their given tasks, the others following the Original.

Soon enough, all the people that were currently residing in the Mikaleon home were present. The witches were disoriented, wondering why the hell they were awoken so early. Katherine and Bonnie were sat at the edge of the couch that Caroline was on. Ella and Cameron shifted awkwardly near Enzo and Stefan, smiling at Henrik when he joined them. Rebekah sat casually on a chair opposite to the other family, foot tapping impatiently on the expensive rug. Freya slumped on the sofa, next to Hope who was debating whether or not to go and find her mother and uncle. Klaus paced across the room, something that had become a habit of his since Caroline had made her way back into his life.

"Davina, I need to know how you allowed me to end up in the Ancestor's realm. I know I've never really asked about the spell, never wanting to talk about it but Caroline here is sentenced to the same fate and that cannot happen. And once done, can it be reversed?" Kol asked his wife.

"What's going on, Kol?" Davina Claire was not a fool; something was up. The witch crossed her arms across her chest demanding more answers.

"The Ancestors. They've claimed her soul. And if they get their way they're going to torture her for the rest of eternity once she dies."

Everyone in the room listened intently to what the married couple were discussing. This was Caroline's life/afterlife on the line after all. Each of their minds working on over-drive to figure out a way to stop this from happening, either wanting to help Caroline or would do anything to make sure the ancestors did not get the satisfaction of a win.

"What if we find a way to break the link? If Caroline dies, that fulfils the spell, but what if there is nowhere for her to go?" Bonnie asked Davina. The Bennet witch was not too clear on how ancestral magic worked but it seemed plausible.

"You're not actually suggesting severing the link the Ancestors have to the covens for one vampire?"

"I think it's a good idea," Rebekah offered nonchalantly. "We save Caroline and get rid off the never-ending problems that the Ancestors cause. It's a win-win situation. Come on, Davina, the covens are better off without them."

Klaus glared at Davina, whose back was turned to him, thinking of ways to make sure she went through with this plan. Maybe daggering Kol would be a good incentive?

"They'll just think it's to work in your favour, that we'll be weaker and easier to rule over. The only way they'll agree to this is if Klaus gives up his reign. It's the only solution, sorry," Davina shrugged.

It seemed as if the twins were having the same train of thought as Cameron made a motion for Ella to go ahead with it. It seemed as if the Originals needed a few lessons in democracy. And thankfully for them, they had the head of the Salvatore School's Debate Team at hand. Ella and Cameron were expert negotiators.

"I'm sensing a pattern here," Ella interjected. "I think we could easily come up with a solution. They don't want Klaus to rule, right?" Everyone in the room was at an agreement if the nods and murmurs were anything to go from. "And they all want power. They want to have an equal say on how New Orleans is run. So give it to them. A representative of each of the rebel groups instead of having someone who's associated with the Mikaelson's. You all have power but so do they. Davina can represent the witches along with someone else. Hayley for the wolves along with another wolf. The vampires by Elijah, since he is the most level-headed of you all and a normal vampire. You can't control everything, trust the witches, wolves and vampires to leave each other alone. Negotiate with them instead of threatening them. Trust gets you a whole lot more than those whose loyalty you've forced. New Orleans will be a whole lot safer if you stop controlling the supernatural factions." Ella crossed her arms as she spoke directly to Klaus. The Mikaelson's considered it for a moment and the ones who were out of town were swelling with pride.

"We'll help you with the ancestor problem, together we can figure something out. But I am not letting you drag my family into the middle of a war," Cameron laid all his cards onto the table. Klaus could either take it or leave it.

"What would you know about supernatural politics?" Klaus asked Ella intently. She seemed to know a lot about how to keep the peace between supernatural rivalries.

"This is just like high school. Seriously, you'd think that a bunch of thousand-year-old vampires would know that threats and violence only get you so far. Yes, if you kill and send a message to those who stand against you, they'll back off. But how long before they get restless again? Before they try to end you and your family? Each time they'll come back angrier and one day they will win."

The Originals in the room tensed because they knew just how far people would go to get rid of them. Not one of them wanted to jeopardise their own safety simply because of a stupid city.

"She's right," Freya agreed. "We need to find a way to stop this war and in doing so, we'll stop the ancestors. We need to get rid of the influence they have over the witches since the witches are our biggest enemies. The wolves will be easy to convince and the vampires are loyal to us. With the help of the wolves that are on our side and Hayley as alpha, this could work."

"But that means that you have to step down, Nik. Yes, there will be bloodshed since we cannot avoid it altogether, take out those who can't be swayed," Rebekah addressed her favourite brother.

"Look, as a former leader of the witches in my school," Cameron added, "This can only work if everyone has equal power over the other."

"At your school?" Hope asked incredulously.

"The Salvatore School for the Supernaturally Gifted. Run by Principal Forbes and Professor Saltzman," the immortal responded nonchalantly.

Cameron felt sorry for the girl - your half-sister, he reminded himself. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of life Ella and he would have had if they grew up in New Orleans. Maybe not a great one but he kind of liked the new family that he had. The question remained, however; would the Mikaelson's be angry at them for keeping this a secret? It was a possibility. Especially given the brief history their aunts had filled them of their father's side of the family.

"I-I didn't even get to go to school," Hope muttered, sinking down into the couch. "Too dangerous." The Mikaelson siblings looked at each other sadly as they thought about the sheltered life that Hope had lived.

"The school is protected by layers of protection spells, only supernatural beings who have an invitation can enter the premises. You would have been safe there. Probably more than you are here," Bonnie offered, giving her a small smile. What good did that do, now? Bonnie could not answer that for the life of her.

"Great! They're more powerful than me AND got to have a normal life. Guess it's different when you're the child of Klaus Mikaelson, huh?" Hope commented sourly. Yes, she loved her father dearly but it had its moments when it could truly suck.

Kol perked up at that statement. "About that? Our dear brother has been keeping something from us all. And so have the new arrivals." The Original clasped his hands together in delight, "You lied to us. Your father isn't...whoever you said it was, is it? Care to share to the rest of the group of your true parentage? And why you really came to our lovely home?"

"No, not really," Cameron shrugged.

"Same here," Ella followed her brother's movement.

"No fun," Kol playfully scowled at them. "How about you, brother? Come on! Katerina? Bonnie? Rippah? Anyone?"

"Spit it out, Kol!" Rebekah had a feeling she knew where her brother was going with this but hoped to God that she was wrong.

"Of course, I will, Bekah. Turns out Nik here, has not one, not two, but three children," Kol gripped Klaus' shoulders and patted him in a congratulatory gesture.

"WHAT?" Rebekah screeched at him. "And you kept that from us!" She then turned to the twins, "All night we were sat with you and not once did you think to mention that technically we're related!" She was angry at them for not trusting her with this information. Goddamit they were family.

"Oh. My. God," Hope's eyes widened at the revelation. "Th-this, what the hell?! You threatened my family when they're your family too!"

"We weren't really going to go through with it, you know. It was just a..warning?" Cameron clarified, wincing at the way his words came out. This was not going to go well.

"I, for one, am ecstatic about the new additions. We got Henrik back and a niece and nephew! What. A. Week." Kol pulled his arm around the twins who simply chuckled glad that at least one Mikaelson seemed to like them. Rebekah had been nice to them last night but she might see this as a betrayal of her trust. Freya never really trusted their family in the first place and Elijah...well the twins weren't too bothered about him.

"I thought it was best if it remained a secret until Caroline gained her memories and I had more answers," Klaus said glaring at Kol for announcing that he was a parent of three.

"Yes! I do want to know why that wench decided to keep us away from our family. She had no right!"

"Calm down, Bekah," the hybrid warned. "This doesn't have anything to do with you."

"This has everything to do with me," she hissed at her older, much powerful, could dagger her for eternity, brother. "They're family, Nik! And we missed out on 18 years of their life! Doesn't it bother you that they have a life, memories that don't involve you?! That you're a stranger to them?! Caroline took that from us and you'll still follow her around like the pathetic puppy that you turn into around her. It's almost laughable."

Rebekah walked off in a strop not caring to hear Klaus' reply or get into a screaming match with him. The remaining supernaturals in the room could sense the tension but none of them commented. Katherine raised an eyebrow and smirked in Enzo's direction, the other vampire returned it gleefully. Unfortunately, Stefan noticed and glared at Katherine until she looked away and nudged Enzo with a subtle warning. Enzo nodded mockingly and slipped in a salute which made both Bonnie and Katherine chuckle under their breath, Stefan opting to roll his eyes. Ella and Cameron, on the other hand, could not even take part in the transaction, awkwardly looking around the room waiting for their mother to wake up so they could perform the spell and be done with it.

"How are you going to regain Caroline's memory or break the link that they have on her mind?" Klaus softly spoke turning to his children and Henrik. "You mentioned something of a spell."

"That can wait until Mom wakes up. I need a break," Cameron said solemnly walking out of the room, hands in his pockets. Ella was left behind but shortly followed after, not sure if she was going to go after her brother or go off on her own.

She decided to leave Cam alone and find somewhere to express herself, she's sure she saw an art studio somewhere around here. Ella was sure that whoever it belonged to wouldn't be too mad about her borrowing it for a while.

The remaining supernaturals who had not walked off in a huff were still currently residing in the lounge. Henrik was talking to Kol about magic, something the pair both still loved even after all this time, along with the other witches in the room. Katherine and Enzo were talking about something that was relevant to their home life in Mystic Falls. Stefan had sat next to Klaus and informed him that it was best to leave the kids on their own once in a while. It keeps them sane.

Hayley had arrived shortly after but at Hope's insistence, the mother and daughter had left the estate as soon as she came. Klaus rolled his eyes, seeing this for exactly what it was, a tantrum that he had not told her and now she was lashing out by picking the other parent. Whilst it used to hurt when she was a child, now it was simply getting old. Hope was a good child but something about her mother brought out a sly side of her that knew to play on the divide that was present in their family. Whether it's Klaus vs Hayley or Girls vs Boys, Hope knew precisely how to push his buttons.

Soon enough, however, Klaus thought enough was enough. Cameron and Ella were somewhere in the house, it wouldn't be too hard to find them. Ignoring the stares, he walked out of the room. Caroline wouldn't wake up any time soon, not if she wasn't even in her own mind when her neck was snapped.

He thought to look in the guest room that they had provided for them. Cameron's was the closest so he made his way over to it. The hybrid knew it was pointless to feel nervous, it was a child for crying out loud. His child! But there was a nagging voice in the back of his mind that was telling him that his son didn't want him. Bracing himself for what was to come, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door before walking in. It was his house, after all.

"Oh, it's you," Cameron drawled out, tone indicating that he was not impressed. "Is Mom awake?"

"No, she's still out. But I was wondering if we could have a talk?" Klaus crossed one leg over the other and sat on the chair across from the bed that Cameron was sat upon.

"Uhm, sure. Why not?"

"I want to say that I'm sorry for everything that's happened because of me. But, and this is in no way blaming your mother, I only kept Tyler alive at her insistence. If it was up to me he would have died a long time ago, rest assured. And Tyler was right, the lengths he went to would- did affect me."

The younger immortal sat up straight and looked at his father dead in the eyes. "I know, Klaus. It wasn't really your fault," he grumbled out.

"Then why do you insist on hating me so much?" Klaus detected the irony of the situation.

"I don't hate you but you're the bad guy. The evil villain who ruined my family's life repeatedly. I don't really know you and what I do know I don't like. I don't blame you for not being there but that doesn't mean I want you here now. I," Cameron sighed bracing himself for what he was going to say next. "I am sorry. For threatening your family and your daughter. Everything's been going out of control and Hope was really grating on me and I lashed out. I tend to do that sometimes. I wouldn't actually harm them since I know your family could easily do the same to mine. Do worse since my family are actually killable. But also because I actually like your family. Well, the majority of them anyway."

"Well, I must say, even though you've never met me, you've clearly taken after me," Klaus smirked at him.

"You know I think it's just something that you're family bring out of me. I swear if my mom heard me say half of what I said to you guys she'd probably ground me for all eternity. I can hear it now, 'Cameron William Forbes I did not raise you to act in such a way!'" Cameron chuckled as he mocked his mother.

"Yes, your mother did love to over-exaggerate."

"Do not let her hear you say that. Ever. You will not hear the end of it. Trust me."

A silence overcame them and Klaus, content with the progress they had made, decided to not push his luck. "I best go look for your sister. Any clues on where to find her?"

"If there's art. There's Ella."

And sure enough, there was Ella. Klaus watched as she slumped down in the large chair, blank canvas in front of her, paint hovering in mid-air. He knew exactly how she was feeling at this time, no muse or anything to guide her. Something that frustrated the hybrid to no end.

"I see you've found my studio."

"Sorry, need to borrow it for a bit. I'll tell you when I'm done," Ella distantly replied focusing intently on the easel. With a flick of her hand, the music playing increased and for some reason, this seemed to relax her. The paint swirled around as the younger immortal twirled her finger around sighing in frustration she abruptly stopped, the colours freezing in mid-air.

"That's fine. Take however long you need," he nodded at he even though she was not facing his way and walked out of his studio once again.

"Thanks, Klaus!" Ella shouted at him once he was safely down the corridor and would not come back barging in. She smiled to herself as she started to add colour to the white canvas. Seems she had found her muse, after all.

The Original shook his head and smiled walking down the stairs to the lounge where his family were undoubtedly talking about the spell the twins were going to perform later that day.

When he arrived at the room in question, he found that Kol was perched on the desk, legs crossed like he was a child, head in his hands. He shook his head at them, "No, no, no!" For some reason, whatever they were discussing had caused him to jump off the oak desk in a huff. "If we do this, we have to do this right. I say we send a witch in and blow it up from the inside. It's the only way!"

"We can't kill a witch, Kol! The covens will never allow it!" Freya crossed her arms across her chest as she protested against what her brother was suggesting. Henrik nodded along with Freya from his position next to Caroline.

Rebekah, who had come back after her minor tantrum, slapped her brother at the back of the head trying to knock some sense into him. It didn't work, of course.

"Come on, guys, shouldn't we try and figure out if we can stop the ancestors?"

Kol scoffed at her, "Are you really that tedious, Bonnie? The ancestors will torture sweet Caroline for eternity and will not stop until we're all dead. Practically everyone in this room including your precious husband is on their hit list so I would worry about that if I were you."

He noticed that Caroline was now awake and listening in on the conversation. "Is this really worth it? Killing so many witches just to save me?"

"It's not killing them if they're already dead, love," Klaus added on, announcing his presence to the room. He wanted to add that they would get rid off every witch in New Orleans if it meant keeping her safe. Of course, he knew that wouldn't go down well at all. Klaus Mikaelson may be many things but an idiot he was not.

"I guess so. It still doesn't sit right with me."

The hybrid decided against arguing with her on the matter and instead opted to change the subject. Klaus focused on the fact that she was no longer afraid of him as she was before. He simply sat on the empty sofa across from the blonde.

"But one of the covens practices ancestral magic. No ancestors: no magic," Davina pointed out.

"Fewer witches to fight? This plan of yours seems to have a lot of perks," Klaus smirked at the witch.

The Regent rolled her eyes at him, "The rest of the covens will never allow this to happen. Taking away a witch's magic...it's unforgivable. You'll have a lot more to worry about than a bunch of dead witches. The Ancestors may be dead-set against on forging peace between the factions and prepared for war. But take them away, you'll have 8 angry covens who will stop at nothing to kill you and your family."

Caroline stood up and walked over to stand where Kol had been sitting. "I think we should do the spell first. Sever the link they have on my mind and then focus on everything else."

"You know the risks, Care. We don't know what fail-safes the Ancestors may have put in place," Bonnie warned her. Stefan nodded his agreement and so did Katherine. Even Enzo seemed to act serious about this.

The blonde fixed her friend with a look and Klaus could distinctly see the woman that he had fallen in love with all those years ago. "Do. It."

"Fine. Cameron! Ella!" She shouted knowing they would hear her from wherever they were around the large estate. "It's time," she said faintly.

They had all regrouped in the basement where a lot of Freya and Kol's Dark Objects were kept. The majority had decided that, for the spell they were about to perform, it was best to be far away from where someone could hear them. Rebekah had also pointed out if they got any blood on the carpets they would have to scrub them clean themselves.

"Okay let's go through it one more time," Henrik addressed the blonde. With a nod of affirmation, he carried on. "We are expelling them from your brain, they won't be able to access or control you after this. Your memories should return to you. But I need you to understand that this could go wrong should you choose to go ahead with it."

"I understand, Henrik. Do the spell."

Cameron, Ella and Henrik went ahead with the preparations for the spell. Freya and Bonnie oversaw the spell one last time and agreed that it was as good as any. Since Cameron and Ella were the ones who brought Caroline back they needed to be the ones who performed the spell along with Henrik. Three witches were needed for the task. One to cut the link between Caroline and the Ancestors, one to expel whatever Ancestor was taking up residence in her mind and the last to unlock her memories. Doing all three at once would kill a mortal but maybe a vampire had better chances of surviving? They could only hope.

"What's the worst that can happen?" Caroline said a little too cheerfully, chuckling nervously as she sat in the circle of salt.

"Yes, what is the worst that could happen?" Klaus asked. He did not hear what the spell entailed of but was curious as to why three powerful witches would warn them that something could go wrong.

Cameron shuffled on his feet before replying, "Nothing will go wrong."

"What. Could. Go. Wrong, Cameron?"

"I die. That's the worst that can happen. But I won't. I'm a lot stronger than your average baby vamp," she fixed the hybrid with a glare.

Katherine chose to interrupt, "Technically, you're not really a baby vamp anymore, Care. More like a toddler."

"Thanks, Katherine," Caroline sarcastically retorted but in truth she was thankful, it did take her mind off of what was going to take place soon.

"It was nothing," she winked back at her. The doppelganger's face turned serious for a second as she regarded her best friend. "If anyone is strong enough to go through this, my money would be on you, Caroline."

This time when Caroline thanked the elder vampire it was earnest and accompanied with a small smile.

"You guys might want to sit out," Ella warned the supernaturals surrounding them.

Everyone in the room, who were infinitely older than the twins and Henrik in a way, scoffed at them assuring them that they would be fine. The Originals had seen a lot of blood and torture over the millennium they had been alive, the vampires included the elusive Katherine Pierce, the Ripper of Monterey and a former Augustine inmate. It was fair to say that the group were more than equipped to handle a small spell. Freya, Bonnie and Davina were not so sure.

"Don't say we didn't warn you," Cameron muttered.

The three sat around Caroline joining their hands around the circle they had drawn forming a boundary around the vampire. The trio started the spell together before branching off on their own, each saying a different set of words.

A scream could be heard from Caroline, her breathing turning erratic as they delved through her mind. Her body started to convulse within the perimeter of the circle as the witches' incantations got louder. Blood trailed out of her ears and fell down her face from where it was coming out of her eyes. The blonde squeezed her eyes shut as they carried on with the spell even if it felt like her mind was being torn apart. She wanted to scream stop but knew that this was something she had to go through with. She could feel herself going weaker and it took everything in her to stay awake through it all. Another scream escaped her and she was sure that she had been staked. Multiple times.

Klaus watched on and held himself back as he saw the pain that Caroline was clearly going through. The candles in the room were now blazing, an indication of the immense power they were using. Rebekah gripped Kol's arm and looked at him silently asking if this was what was supposed to happen. Kol had no idea whether or not the spell was working but smiled at her reassuringly nonetheless. The female Original was not convinced but stood confident for her Nik's sake. She couldn't let him notice that something might be wrong. He'd surely kill every witch in New Orleans until Caroline was safe.

Freya, Davina and Bonnie were holding up a barrier spell that would not allow anyone, dead or alive, to enter the basement. It was taking a lot of energy to stop the Ancestors from tampering with the spell and the three witches were draining fast. Davina tightened the hold she had on the Mikaelson and Bennet's hand indicating that they needed to up the ante. With one last utterance, the wind that had formed in the basement picked up, the fire reaching the tall ceiling swaying uncontrollably.

The Mystic Falls' residents were grouped in one corner, Katherine's fingers digging into each Stefan and Enzo's arms. "I'm not so sure about this, guys," Katherine murmured. Both vampires agreed with the infamous doppelganger.

"I- I can't," Caroline managed to get out before letting out another scream. "It hurts."

"You can do this, Caroline! Keep your mind clear and focus on something other than the pain!" Davina shouted over the spell.

"Please-" The blonde vampire's skin started to turn grey and she collapsed on her knees trying to hold herself up.

Klaus snapped, "Stop the spell! You're killing her!" He sounded distressed as he begged them to stop the spell.

"It's working," Bonnie told him seriously, nothing about her insisting that she was lying. "She'll be fine. Trust me."

"If anything goes wrong..." he growled at her but the threat did not apply to her. Or to any of the inhabitants of the room. This was aimed at the Ancestors or more specifically, the New Orleans' witches.

"Trust me." The witch repeated herself before closing her eyes and focusing on the spell.

The lights in the room dimmed and with one last incantation, the bulbs burst and the candles returned to normal being the only source of light for everyone. Ella slumped forward, sighing, Cameron sat up straight focusing on his mother who was now breathing lightly.

"It's done," Henrik sounded entirely exhausted as he fell back into one of his many siblings' arms. "Mama?" He asked quietly and the Mikaelson siblings tensed at the simple yet effective question.

"It's just me, 'Rik," Kol corrected him. "Although I am a bit peeved you mistook me for dear old mum. I'm much prettier, thank you very much." Henrik chuckled at his brother and the moment was swiftly forgotten.

Ella and Cameron were sat by their mother who had yet to open her eyes. "Come on, Mom." Klaus joined them and sat by their side as they waited for Caroline to confirm that the spell worked.

Ripping into his wrist, he held his hand to Caroline's mouth urging her to drink in order to strengthen her. "Have at it, love," he whispered, his other hand moving to cradle her in his arms. After the first few drops, she latched onto him, drinking the blood she had been missing for far too long. Once she had gotten her fix, she -begrudgingly- removed herself from him and looked into his eyes. At that moment, Klaus knew that the spell had worked because she was looking at like she did all those years ago. Like he actually meant something to her.

"Klaus," Caroline exhaled.

"It's okay, love," the hybrid assured her. "You're safe." You're you. He moved away from her giving the twins and Caroline some space.

"Mom!" Ella threw herself at Caroline gripping onto her for dear life. "I am so glad you're safe. You do have your memories back, don't you?"

Cameron wrapped his arm around their mom, "Calm down, El."

"Of course I do! Oh, my beautiful babies! I am so sorry for everything you've been through and right now I am going to ignore everything you've done because it feels so good to have you in my arms again."

"Happy you're back, Mom," Cameron whispered to her.

"Me too, Cameron. Me too," his mother responded.

That is it! Well, for chapter 14 anyway. I hope you liked it! Lots more to come, possibly about 6 chapters so stay tuned ;) Make sure to tell me what you thought in a review and check out my other works. Till next time...