Summary:

It has been over a thousand years since Juliet Ambrosia had last seen her one true love; then again if it weren't for him, she wouldn't be the monster she was made to be. Nevertheless, once news reached her ears that vampires were at war – fighting to kill one of the Original Vampires so their sire line could rule, Juliet decided it was time to reveal her existence to protect her sire line; Klaus. Secrets come to light and a love reignites but will it last long?

Disclaimer:
I do not own any character from CW's The Original, nor the story line of vampires fighting for 'strongest sire line'. I do however own Juliet Ambrosia and any plot that involves her. Please have respect and do not, under any circumstance, take or plagiarize my work for I have worked hard to write this fanfiction.

Heart Shaped Box pt. 2

Meeting the Mikaelson brothers at the Compound prompted only one goal; find Freya. With the compass Aurora supplied to find her whereabouts, Juliet used the instrument to properly and accurately locate where the psychotic vampire resided. It seemed she had found a way to cloak herself deep within the Bayou. It was no secret the Mikaelsons and many other New Orleans residents knew very little, if at all, information about the Bayou. It was the werewolves who kept themselves safe for years under the rule of Marcel who knew the Bayou like the back of their hands. It seemed strange to Juliet that Aurora would pick such a place to lure the Mikaelson brothers out, but nonetheless, if it was a fight Aurora was looking for, it was a fight she was going to get. And if there was one thing Juliet knew that no one else did; Aurora didn't have the White Oak.

Elijah held the compass in his hand as he, Klaus and Juliet made their way through the woods of the Bayou. Leaves and twigs broke under their feet as Klaus utilized his Hybrid super senses to track Freya by scent while Juliet used her own Hybrid abilities to try and magically sense Freya's magic. Nothing was said. The brothers were too occupied with the horrific thought of a psychotic Aurora holding onto the very thing that could kill an Original and Juliet wondered if she was going to have to confess her possession of it. It didn't take long for the trio to come across a cabin where Aurora and Freya had been previously. Elijah turned to both Juliet and Klaus to inquire if they had picked up anything on the cabin but both the woman and man were met with residual energy and a lingering scent.

"Freya's not in there," Klaus spoke, his hope obviously falling. "She was … I can smell her blood but the stronger scent is due west." Juliet agreed, feeling the magical energy bouncing off Freya residing in the same distance Klaus had mentioned. Elijah paused, his gaze falling onto the ground before something sparked in his eye.

"You guys track the scent and energy, I'll take the cabin." Exchanging glances, the three agreed on the plan and began walking in different directions. "Niklaus," Elijah called out. Both Juliet and Klaus stopped in their tracks to turn. "Whatever happens … you promise me …"

"Aurora dies today," Klaus responded, nodding in agreement.

"Like she should have ages ago," Juliet added, looking up to Klaus standing next to her. Turning on their heels, Klaus and Juliet continued making their way toward the scent and energy source while Elijah stood watching them. Though they had been through much worse, Elijah still feared for his family. The prophecy, though vague, distinctly told the tale of the Mikaelson family getting wiped out which ultimately meant the extinction of all vampires. Their protection was the utmost highest priority but being out in the Bayou with no real direction deemed too much of a coincidence and threat.

Meanwhile, Klaus and Juliet continued walking through the woods of the Bayou in silence. The morning air was still foggy however with their vampire enhanced eyesight, they were equipped. Juliet, concentrated on the lingering magical energy Freya had left behind, let out an exasperated sigh. Why didn't I kill her before? the woman asked herself, instantly annoyed with their current situation. Marcel becoming the new Stryx leader was supposed to be the very thing that allowed Juliet the time to sit down and plan out her next moves properly but instead she was searching for the eldest Mikaelson sister and a lunatic vampire damaged with the desire for revenge. Just as she was about to spark up some kind of apology for the way she had acted earlier, Juliet and Klaus stopped and stared in horror as they approached what appeared to be a freshly dug grave; on the grave rested several fresh lavender plants. The two looked to each other and quickly began digging.

When they were finished, Klaus and Juliet stood at opposing ends of the rudimentary coffin they had dug up. There was a moment of pause; a moment where they both worried what was inside the coffin. Either a living Freya resided in it, a dying Freya, a dead sister or nothing at all. Quite honestly, when they had realized they reached the coffin and hastily continued digging to fully expose the box, Juliet knew in her heart Freya was not anywhere near the makeshift grave site.

Klaus quickly opened the wood container, hoping to find his sister alive inside but was met with a 'GUESS AGAIN' message written in blood on the inside of the lid. It wasn't until then when Juliet turned to find at least a dozen or more graves all recently dug and all with identical lavender flowers planted in the ground. "You've got to bloody be kidding me," she spoke, her voice trembling at the realization that finding Freya was not going to be as easy as she expected. Klaus, hearing her words, looked forward to find what Juliet had discovered. Taking the few steps to stand next to her, Klaus let out a groan, his eyes rolling. "We each take one at a time?" Juliet suggested, looking over to the worried brother. "It'll be quicker?"

"Get to work," Klaus instructed as he made his strides to the nearest grave, beginning his rampage to find his sister. One by one they worked on each grave, fighting hard against the solidifying earth to unearth each wooden coffin to only find more empty cases. With each one uncovered, Juliet and Klaus only grew more and more infuriated but used that anger as power to reveal the next one. That was until both Klaus and Juliet's senses perked at the smell of fresh blood. Juliet's eyes changed and her teeth bared at the scent as her eyes found the source of the blood. Hovering above one of the many graves was blood, beckoning any vampire nearby. With super speed, Klaus and Juliet rushed to where the blood was coming from and immediately began digging. "Freya!" Klaus called out as the box slowly became visible.

"Klaus, stand back," Juliet instructed, pushing him back. Holding her hand out to the partially exposed box, the woman mumbled a few incantations under her breath which magically brushed all the dirt away from the coffin and instantly opened the box to reveal a wounded Freya coughing and gasping for air.

"K-Klaus," she coughed out, reaching an arm out for her brother as Klaus kneeled down to her, picking her up out of the coffin. "A-Aurora."

"I know, love. You're safe now," Klaus assured her. With one glance to Juliet, the woman knew exactly what Klaus needed from her. With a nod, Juliet used her vampire speed and raced to the cabin where Elijah said to having been inspecting. With Klaus close behind her, Juliet spotted the cabin and rushed in to find Aurora pointing a revolver at Elijah's heart. Aurora, startled by their entrance, spun to look but also so that the gun was still pointed directly at Elijah's chest. Elijah, protective of his little brother, moved so he was in between the red-head and Klaus.

"Stop this," Klaus groaned, his eyes shooting daggers at his ex-lover.

"Why? One brother's life to end another brother's torment? It's almost poetic," Aurora responded, her lips twisting in a crooked smile.

"The bullets … they're White Oak, Niklaus," Elijah informed them. Juliet rolled her eyes, instantly regretful that she hadn't ripped Aurora's throat out upon meeting her again the first time they had seen each other in New Orleans.

"We both know you're not going to pull the trigger," Klaus taunted.

"Yet again, you're wrong." The woman's small finger pulled against the revolver's silver trigger, proving to Klaus she was at her wits end with the family. Freya, however, managed to form some kind of concentration to flick her wrist, using her telekinesis forcing Aurora to miss Elijah. In the process, the bullet ricocheted off a steal pipe and plunged into Freya's stomach allowing Aurora the opportunity to speed away as Freya fell to the ground. Elijah rushed over to his sister, Juliet joining as Klaus suddenly became determined.

"Tend to Freya; I have to murder my ex." And with that, Klaus rushed off to find Aurora. Elijah watched as Klaus rushed off as Juliet held down on Freya's wounds, taking in a deep breath as she began to repeat a healing incantation. Elijah, also holding on to the wound, moved his gaze down to Freya, his expression soft and relieved; if there was anyone that could help Freya it was Juliet. It didn't take long for Juliet to extract the wood from Freya's body and healed the wound enough before giving the girl some of her own vampire blood to finish healing the bullet hole.

"Stay here with her, I need to help Klaus." Giving no time to protest, Elijah sped off in search of his brother and Aurora.

"Elijah!" Juliet yelled after him, knowing it was not a good idea for Elijah to be anywhere near Aurora as she believed with one pull of the trigger, she could kill an Original. Letting out a sigh, Juliet knew the truth was going to be revealed shortly if Aurora was able to finish what she started. Looking down to Freya, the young girl pushed Juliet aside, instructing her to go follow Elijah and make sure the brothers would be able to handle themselves. "Are you sure? You know they'll probably be mad that I left you."

"Better mad than dead," Freya said breathless as she pulled herself to her feet. "I'm fine, I'll stay here just go." With a nod, Juliet rose to her feet and rushed to find the brothers. With her heightened senses the woman found the brothers not too far from where she was and stopped. What happened next happened too quickly for her to fully grasp the concept; Aurora pulled the trigger, aiming the gun for Elijah. With a good aim, Aurora's bullet hit Elijah in the chest, pushing him back onto the ground. Klaus quickly turned and watched in horror as Elijah gasped for a breath of air as Aurora sped off knowing she would be killed on the spot if she stayed. But instead of following her, Klaus ran to his brother, meeting Juliet.

Lying on his back, Elijah looked down to witness the large amount of blood soaking his shirt from where he was hit. Klaus, savage as ever, plunged his fist into his brother's chest to determine where the bullet hit and did his best to dig out the wooden fragments. All the while, Juliet sat back, Elijah's head in her lap, quiet as a mouse. She knew the man would be okay, she knew this was all a big misunderstanding and it was on her for not making it known she had had the White Oak all along. It was a price she would have to pay once Klaus would extract his hand from his brother's chest, but Juliet silently and patiently waited as Klaus determined his brother would be okay.

"The bullet didn't puncture your heart," Klaus informed them, worriedly.

"Leave...me… and finish her," Elijah pleaded, he hand gripping tightly onto Klaus's sleeve.

"It gets closer with every beat." Klaus pulled his hand out of Elijah's chest and Elijah gasped in a minute of relief. "I have to stop it." Elijah frantically grabbed Klaus by the arm and stared at him harshly.

"We made a promise. Don't do this," the brother pleaded. Juliet, unaware of any promises the brothers had made, rolled her eyes and scuffed.

"Klaus this isn't necessary," Juliet finally spoke, her voice lazy. Klaus looked up to her with a frustrated glare as he raised a brow. Pushing her words out, Klaus once again tended to his brother, however, Juliet sighed in frustration. "Klaus, don't bother. Elijah is going to be fine."

"What the hell are you babbling about Juliet; go find Aurora or help Elijah. If you're going to do nothing then keep your mouth shut!"

"It's not White Oak!" Juliet finally confessed, her voice raised. Klaus and Elijah both looked to her, their brows furrowed and mouths silent.

"The hell are you talking about?" Elijah spoke, his voice tired.

"Aurora never had the White Oak; Camille never had the White Oak. Well .. okay for about a few minutes but…" Klaus made a face, prompting Juliet to further explain. "Camille took the horseman that night you found out what a 'pale horse' meant. She was listening in to your conversation while Hayley tried to help her and she basically walked out on Hayley, went straight up to her room and stole the trinket. I realized what she was doing and I chased her down outside the Compound and took it from her but I gave her one that resembled it which was made from regular Oak wood. I knew Camille couldn't pass up using something as leverage to get her dark toys back so while she did that, the White Oak has been kept safe."

"And where exactly is it?" Klaus asked, his fury evidently rising.

"At the Compound … safe," Juliet responded.

"And when exactly were you planning on telling us about this?" Elijah asked, sitting up, his worry passing and wounds healing. Juliet shrugged. The brothers exchanged glances for a brief moment before they both relaxed. Though agitated by the knowledge of Juliet not confessing the whereabouts of the White Oak sooner, they were both relieved to know that Elijah had not been shot with a bullet strong enough to kill him. Seeing their smiles, Juliet grew worried.

"Uh, guys. Are you okay?" she asked as she rose to her feet, taking a few steps back. The brothers both followed suit and engulfed her in a big hug; thankful they had her on their side to keep them safe at all costs, despite her inability to reveal her plans. Feeling a bit claustrophobic, Juliet tried pushing the men away but failed as they simply hugged harder.

"Where would we be without you?" Elijah whispered into her ear.

"Well you would be dead at the moment and Klaus would be out trying to find Aurora to put her head on a stake," Juliet answered, knowing the boys a little too well to not answer that question. Letting out chuckles, Elijah and Klaus both pulled away from the hug to find Freya standing by the trees. Beckoning her over, they informed her of what had happened as the group began making their way out of the Bayou and back to the Compound.

Author's Note:

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