The next day, Azalea was growing more and more suspicious-
Why was Klaus disappearing for a while, then coming back and saying it was 'nothing-?'
Hmm... he was up to something.
And it wasn't until three in the afternoon that he sighed heavily;
"It's your birthday Lea."
Azalea raised an eyebrow, then laughed weakly. "I think I'd remember my own birthday thanks. It's..." she trailed off, genuinely not remembering.
It had been so very long since she'd celebrated it. Like... when she was human.
A thousand years ago.
"See?" Klaus smirked, stepping forwards and placing a kiss on her cheek, adding. "Getting old and forgetful are we?"
"I'll slap you in a moment if you don't tell me what you're up to."
"Well... how old are you going to be?" Klaus mused for a moment, then arrived at. "One thousand and twenty eight huh?"
Azalea did feel old at that number, then muttered. "Thanks for reminding me..."
Klaus raised an eyebrow, then took her face in his hands, smiling. "Come on love. Wait til you see what I've organized for tonight."
She didn't know what to say to that, so she sighed quietly. "Nik... don't do this."
"Too late, all organized and I'll know you'll love it. Now..." He let her go, grinning. "Go and find a cute little dress for tonight. You know, a short one. It's nice to have easy access-" Azalea scoffed loudly, cutting him off, laughing out. "Seriously Nik. I'll just go and get something you won't be able to get off now."
Klaus pouted as she walked off, but then it turned into a grin-
The first party at their new home...
It was going to be a blast.
-AtY-
Azalea was thankful Klaus hadn't come shopping with her, for the amount she found and tried on would have made him want to stake himself.
But now she caught a familiar scent on the air and chuckled quietly, poking her head round the rail and went. "Hello Elena."
The girl jumped, the dress falling to the floor with a clatter. Azalea rolled her eyes, then picked it up in a flash, offering it her back.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, and Azalea snorted. "Retail therapy. The best way to get rid of Nik. Show him a shop, he'll run faster than Mikael ever made him. For sure."
Elena couldn't help but laugh at that, then went. "What's with all the trucks and cars outside that mansion?"
Azalea mused, then went. "Finishing touches, plus it's my birthday today."
The girl was taken aback, then went. "Umm... happy birthday."
"Cheers." Azalea smiled, then sighed, reaching into her basket and pulled out two of the ten dresses, going. "Which one?"
Elena looked between them, then nodded to a short creamy gold one with vintage detail and a light golden ribbon around the middle. It was beautiful.
"Thanks." Azalea smiled, sticking both of them back into her heavy basket, looking to the dress in Elenas hand and went. "You should wear that for tonight. If I know Nik, it's gonna be one hell of a party."
"Umm... I think I'll pass." Elena said awkwardly, and Azalea pouted. "I give you my word that nothing'll happen tonight. Nik'll be too drunk, plus he won't be in the mood."
"Maybe one drink or something."
"Good. But I'd tell Damon to be wary." Azalea told her now, chuckling. "My husband still hasn't forgiven him for killing our son."
Elena frowned at that, then went. "How can you even have children-?"
Azalea mused at the dopplegangers words, then sighed. "You have to remember that we're both part werewolf. More... human you could say. And when the bee likes a flower very, very much, they-"
"Ok, ok, I don't need the Disney-fied version of how to get pregnant." Elena hurriedly said, making Azalea smirk, putting a hand on the girls shoulder, going. "You shouldn't be so critical of our relationship. Nik has his bad sides, but you should see the good like I have."
Elena said, almost bitterly. "Does that side of him ever come out this century?"
Azalea sighed, closing her eyes for a moment, then went. "Elena... I don't ever expect you to understand mine and Niklaus' relationship, and I don't mind- Mikael never, ever understood either. Only our brothers and Rebekah understood..." she looked thoughtful- and her old friend Laurel. The woman Elijah had fallen for so very much. It was just a shame that she'd been promised to another man, and had to tell Elijah 'No' when he asked her about marriage. She loved him so much, but her family hated Mikael, therefore, had her sent away up North to a human family, away from the wolves.
It had broken his heart much worse than that first version of Elena.
The Original Bitch.
"Azalea-?"
Elena saying her name snapped her out of it, then Azalea chuckled. "Sorry. Memories of an old woman."
Elena could see the sadness in her eyes, so she asked. "Didn't you have other children?"
Azalea nodded, chuckling. "I had my daughter Faye as you know. And yeah, Nik changed her... I have grandkids. Great grandkids too."
The girl was taken aback, then went, genuinely shocked. "A... family-?"
"Yes. Our own bloodline of werewolves." Azalea shrugged, thinking about her daughter, if she'd be here tonight-
She hoped so.
Elena knew she was in deep water, so she went. "I have to meet with Caroline."
"Sure, see you later." Azalea muttered, eyes flickering to the doppleganger as she hurried off.
Huh. Everyone was afraid of her these days Azalea concluded, going over to the till and paying for the clothes...
On Niklaus' card of course.
-AtY-
When Azalea returned to the mansion, thinking just how pretty the white outside paintjob looked when the setting sun hit it, turning it a dark orange.
Sure beat their old house a thousand years ago. Reminded her of a wood and mud hut.
She went for a nose around the back now where the truly massive grounds were, but arms caught her, going. "Ah-ah. No peeking."
"You're testing my patience now Nik." Azalea scowled, and Niklaus grinned, letting her go, saying. "I think I'm more excited than you at the moment."
"I agree (!)"
"Is that a band-?" Azalea suddenly said with a frown and Klaus shrugged. "Maybe."
"Ooh, who-!" She was getting excited now and Klaus told her. "Go and get ready my dear. You'll see."
Azalea couldn't believe how... frustrating he was being.
Grr...
But there was a surprise waiting for Azalea when she went up to her and Niklaus' room, stopping dead at the man sat on the bed, turning a little silver wrapped gift around in his hand.
"Elijah." She smiled, watching him set the gift down, then get to his feet, stepping forwards and hugged her for a moment, saying into her hair. "Happy birthday love."
Azalea smiled again, then chuckled. "Thank you." Elijah was silent, then said to break the tense silence in which Azalea was remembering that the man in front of her, loved her as much as Niklaus.
"I bought you something."
"El..." She groaned, but he just pressed the gift into her hands, and she sighed, taking it, going. "Thank you." She pulled the little silver bow and pulled the lid off, feeling a smile creep onto her face at the little woven silver heart locket. She popped it open and found herself staring at a photo of her and the rest of the family. Her, Niklaus, Elijah, Rebekah, Kol and Finn. One of the drawings that she'd done so long ago when they were human.
"I found your old sketch book and had one turned into a photo for you. I thought you'd like it." He told her and Azalea nodded. "It's beautiful. Thank you so much."
He took the necklace, stepping behind Azalea while she moved her hair out the way, putting it on her with a smile.
Azalea raised a hand to it as it hung around her neck, then went. "Are you staying for the party?"
Elijah chuckled at that, then shook his head. "Sorry my dear. Beer pong... that's not my scene."
"Oh go on. Strip poker?"
"Yes (!)"
Azalea laughed, then hugged him, going against his chest. "Are you coming to Niks dinner party tomorrow?"
"I'll make an appearance I'm sure."
"Good." She smiled, and Elijah sighed, taking her face in his hands, shaking his head a little as he finished softly. "Have fun."
Azalea found herself stood alone, a hand still on the little priceless gift.
He was a too good man...
-AtY-
The joy of their bedroom being right at the very top of the place was that the windows were 360 degrees all around... and she got to spy on the band setting up.
She soon got who they were, and when she ran downstairs and threw her arms around Niklaus, laughing. "Thank you!" he went. "At Mikaels wake you said you liked Alter Bridge, so viola."
Azalea looked to what he was wearing now and grinned- a short sleve grey shirt with black waistcoat and deep blue jeans.
Ooh, yummy.
Elena looked around the place as she arrived with Caroline, Bonnie, Stefan and Damon.
Why Stefan had come, no one knew.
Caroline now said. "Klaus sure knows how to throw a party."
Elena had to admit, then went. "Azalea said nothing would happen tonight-"
"And you believe her?" Damon scoffed, stalking forwards and left them there. Caroline sighed, then just went. "Well it is Azaleas birthday. He'd never kill anyone on her birthday."
Elena nodded, then sighed. "Come on."
It wasn't long until the place started to fill up with hybrids, making them feel more and more trapped, but when Tyler went over to Klaus who was stood talking to a band member, he turned as Tyler said.
"Tell me there's nothing happening tonight."
The Original chuckled, then went. "This is my wifes birthday. I'd never do anything. You can tell Elena and her little gang of vamps, witches and wolves that they're safe."
There was footsteps on the stairs and he smiled as the girl walked down the stairs in her beautiful little pale gold chiffon vintage dress, going to the hybrid. "Go away Tyler. Enjoy yourself."
He stepped forwards and took her hand as she reached the bottom, pressing his lips to her hand, then chuckled, spying her for once curly auburn hair. He now raised a hand to the brand new locket around her neck, popping it open, saying as he stared at his family. "Elijah?"
"Yeah." Azalea chuckled, then stepped forwards, taking his arm, grinning. "Let's get this over with."
Niklaus kissed her left temple, then walked forwards with her.
Elena turned as Klaus' voice now sounded, Damon wandering over and said in a low voice. "I may vomit. Can I use your bag."
She ignored him, but watched Klaus as he stood with Azalea on the stage with his wife.
"A thousand years ago in this very town, me and my family lived here. At the age of twelve, myself and my-" he scoffed. "'Father' came across this little lady in the woods. Couldn't get rid of her after that."
Azalea rolled her eyes at that, face going red, muttering to Klaus. "Stop this now."
Klaus smirked and continued. "So now, at the grand old age of a thousand and twenty eight, my best friend, my sister, my lover and wife, Azalea."
Elena watched the woman blush again, then hug her husband as the crowd cheered. But now another figure stepped up onto the stage and Elena saw Azalea laugh, then run over and hug her tightly.
Who was that-?
The newcomer grabbed the microphone from Klaus, then went. "Well, Daddy failed to mention Mother too."
Elena understood with a jolt-
That was Faye. Azalea and Niklaus' daughter.
"So you're Elena?"
Elena looked around, then found herself facing a tall man with long pale blonde hair and sky colored eyes. She frowned, and he chuckled. "Sorry. I'm Erik-" he held out a hand for her to take. A second later, she took it, going. "Hmm... hi."
He surveyed her, then went. "Thank you for the blood."
Elena froze at that, and he chuckled again. "Sorry. You have no idea who I am- I'm Fayes son. Azalea and Klaus' grandson."
Yeah, she froze even more at that, then nodded, going. "Oh. Ok."
Erik looked to the stage where his mother was, then spotted his sister Azzy, yelling. "Az! Bloody hell woman! Get over here!" He was gone in a flash and Elena shook her head-
Bloody hell... what a family.
A strange, but normal one in a way.
Elena wondered if that pale blonde man near the stage was that Patrik, Fayes husband.
The whole family were here tonight.
"Who's that chick on stage?"
Elena scoffed as Damon made his way back over, going. "That's Klaus' daughter."
"Ah. Suddenly I don't like her so much... damn she's hot."
She gave up as Watch Over You started to play as the band, Alter Bridge set up properly.
Azalea loved meeting the rest of the family. Erik was such a lovely man, and Patrik just the same...
But she soon understood about what her daughter had said about Erik and Klaus-
Talk about bitching at each other.
"Oh yeah Gramps?"
"Yeah, Grandbrat."
It just went on and on and on...
Bloody hell.
Azalea and Niklaus escaped a little later, starting up some drinking games.
Hybrid style...
Such as vervain pong.
"Ha-! You missed!"
Klaus growled as he missed the cup, picking another one up and tossed the ball, going. "Ha!" when it went in. Azalea rolled her eyes, then reached forwards, grimacing as she picked up the beer and vervain mix, thankful she was well into the whole tolerance thing after the accident last time, knocking it back and hissed at her husband.
"You bastard-! That kills-!"
Klaus smirked, then reached forwards, picking up a cup and drained it without flinching, making Azalea pout-
Show off.
After a few more games such as beer hunter and newly made up ones, the party was in full flow. Niklaus and Azalea escaped into a back room, Klaus pulling out a board with a smirk, going. "Strip poker my dear?"
"Bring it on." Azalea grinned, sitting down and started dealing out.
Mixed with more alcohol, it was more stripping than poker.
Niklaus traced his hand up his wifes chest, smirking. "So, good birthday?"
Azalea leaned up and kissed him softly, going. "The best."
He cocked his head, then sighed. "Sorry, you won't have your present from me tonight. It's not here yet."
She grinned, then huddled closed to him, going. "Ooh? What is it?"
"Like I'm gonna tell you. Spoilsport."
Azalea pouted, then pushed him down onto their bedroom floor, sitting on his hips and grinned. "I can't even think straight at the moment."
Klaus smirked, then went to flip them over, but misjudged the distance and whacked the back of his head on the wall, making him let Azalea go, causing her to topple off him into a heap.
"Son of a bi-!" He hissed, rubbing the back of his head with a snarl, getting to his feet and just sat down on their bed, sighing as Azalea joined him, going. "I think we should go bed and sober up my love. Heehehe." She couldn't stop giggling for some reason now and Klaus found it so funny, making him laugh too.
She switched the light off now, jumping into bed with her husband, closing her eyes into his chest, listening to the final notes of the band that were still playing.
Ah the joys of alcohol...
And a thousand and twenty eighth birthday party.
Just a little hint- if you've not read the twin fic, A Thousand Suns, you won't get who Laurel is;) so, another hint, I say that you read it:) Anyway, thought I'd do a special chapter before the new ep tomorrow to see if people are still reading:) So! Happy Birthday Azalea:) I'll be putting the list of photos of the dresses she's worn throughout the fic on my profile tomorrow, so keep an eye out^_^ thanks and I hope you review! Thanks again for 300 reviews! X Nic