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Chapter 53
Klaus opened an eye when he heard Jane moaning in her sleep. She was twisting in the swing and he worried for a moment that she'd roll out. He came out from under the swing and nudged her arm gently with his nose, trying to wake her or at least calm her.
"Jane!" A voice cried shrilly from behind him and Klaus whirled around to find his little sister standing on the porch. She had snuck up on him and he cursed himself for not paying more attention.
Jane sat up immediately. "Bekah?" She asked groggily.
Rebekah was very alarmed. "Jane, don't move." Klaus growled at her, baring his teeth. As if he'd harm Jane, he scoffed internally. At least he had comforted her last night. Where the bloody hell had she been?
"Hm?" Jane hummed before looking down. "Oh. It's okay. He wouldn't hurt anyone. He was keeping me company last night." Klaus wanted to smile as she stroked his head and Rebekah arched a delicate eyebrow.
"You shouldn't touch him. He might bite. And he has crazy colored eyes."
Klaus growled lowly and he saw her hide a smirk. His clever sister had discovered him after all.
"He wouldn't. He's been very nice to me." Jane insisted. "And I think he has pretty eyes. They're turquoise."
Rebekah snorted, muttering to herself that Jane wouldn't dare say that if she knew who sat smugly at her legs.
"Hm, well you are coming to practice aren't you?"
"Um," Jane bit her lip. "I…Okay." She said and stood up and Klaus nudged her back over. She landed back on the swing with a "oomph" and stared at the wolf. "What was that for?"
"Shoo. Leave her be." Rebekah waved a hand at Klaus who looked annoyed. He nudged Jane's leg. "What? What does he want?" She asked and Jane shrugged.
Klaus shifted his head towards her photo album and Rebekah picked it up. She found the loose photo inside and looked at it before glancing at Jane.
"This is from yesterday?" She asked, having read the date on the back of the picture. "How?"
Jane shifted nervously. "Remember when Vicki tried to drown me? Well, Bonnie sent her back, but a powerful witch from the Other Side managed to open some kind of door and ghosts were walking around yesterday." Rebekah met Klaus' eyes once to confirm it had been their mother.
"Including your parents." She murmured. Jane nodded and Rebekah sat down next to her. "I'm sorry, darling. You should have called and told me. We're friends. You shouldn't have sat out here all night by yourself." She ignored Klaus' low growl.
"I didn't want to bother you." Jane told her and the Original hugged her.
"Don't be silly." She told her. "You're my only friend here, Jane." Jane smiled back. "How about we both skip practice? We can go find prom dresses."
"I forgot about prom." Jane admitted and looked at her. "And this is your first one. So the dress needs to be perfect." Rebekah smiled.
"Good. So you are coming over later. Damon is out and we'll have the house to ourselves."
Jane almost hesitated at the mention of Damon, but she nodded. "Okay."
"Your cheeks are flushed, are you ill?"
Jane bit her lip. What did she tell her? 'Oh, I just had a sex dream about your brother. Nothing to worry about.'
"I…I'm not sick."
Rebekah's eyebrows rose, but she didn't say anything.
When Jane went into her house, Rebekah went into the woods behind her house in search of her brother.
"How dare you show up after leaving me here." She snapped and her brother who stepped out from behind the tree, now fully clothed.
"Don't tell her it was me. It's better for her not to know."
She rolled her eyes. "Is that all you have to say? No apology?"
"I have no regrets." He said and she snorted.
"Of course I won't tell her. She's got enough problems as it is. Elena is turning into Katherine and has already ended Jane's relationship with Damon." She saw the look on his face and became annoyed. "Oh don't look so pleased." She snapped at him. "She's done nothing but have disaster after disaster happen to her anyway, the poor thing."
Klaus frowned. "I asked you to watch out for her. Why wasn't she in your care? Left to cry alone on her front porch because everyone had abandoned her."
"I didn't know she was crying. Or that she was alone. I'm not about to stalk the girl." She rolled her eyes and then smirked. "So you aren't stalking her?" He scowled.
"Try to keep her happy. Stefan's obviously not doing his job."
"I don't even know where he is. I think that cow, Elena, did something to him. Anyway, why are you here?"
"I'm here because I had some connection with her. I felt her being upset."
Rebekah frowned. "How is that possible?"
"That's what I want to know. I could feel her emotions. And I felt her dying. I was on my way here the moment I felt it."
"It must have to do with her elemental blood." She stated. "I'll see what she'll tell me about it."
Klaus nodded. "I just came to check on her."
"I can see why you like her. She's sweet."
"Perhaps you could put in a good word for me?" He inquired with a smile and Rebekah rolled her eyes.
"Good morning, Alaric." Jane greeted the man and he smiled at her, opening his door and inviting her inside.
"Hey. How are you?"
Jane hesitated. "Well, I'm…coping." She answered him and walked further inside. "Are these what you wanted me to look at?" She asked, looking at the pictures he had spread across a table. "What are all these?" Alaric pulled some of the pictures closer.
"Rebekah, Niklaus, Elijah," He read to her and she picked them up to examine them closer.
"So Rebekah was right about the Vikings." She said and looked up at Alaric. "Elijah had told me that they had sailed here after leaving England. I just didn't realize it was way before it became the actual New World."
"Mikael." Ric slid one towards her and Jane picked it up, frowning.
"Mikael…"
"Vampire hunting Mikael is apparently Klaus' father."
"Oh my god…" Jane murmured. Klaus had vaguely mentioned his father as a tyrannical man, but she hadn't imaged him to be the vampire hunter.
"Yep." Damon said from across the room and Jane whirled around in shock. "Papa Original as I like to call him now." She rolled her eyes at him and turned around.
Jane set the picture down, preparing to ignore his presence. "What do all of these mean, Ric?"
"These images tell a story... To learn the story, I have to decipher these images." Alaric informed her and she nodded.
"But where did they come from?"
Damon leaned between them. "There are caves beneath the Lockwood property." He picked up a picture and waved it at her until she snatched it from him. "Apparently, these lead to a weapon that can kill Klaus." He said and Jane hid a flush. Ugh. I'm flushing at just his name?! How pathetic. She sighed quietly. It was just her freaky blood-bonding talking she was sure. Once again she had unwittingly ensnarled yet another to her oddness. And it was Klaus, which made it worse.
"Personally, I think it just leads to Mikael and we found and lost him so…" He shrugged.
"You seem to lose a lot." Jane muttered and he frowned. Alaric smirked.
"Ouch, Janey." Damon pouted. "How long are you going to stay mad at me?"
"I think that these images, at the very least, might tell us what the weapon is." Alaric told her and she nodded.
"So, we just figure this out and find out what they mean?"
"Elena's on a mission to talk to Rebekah." Damon spoke up.
"Rebekah hates Elena. Are you sure that was a good idea?" Jane looked at Alaric.
"I'm sorry, have we forgotten that she is Barbie Klaus?" Damon scowled.
Jane ignored him and looked at Alaric. "She doesn't have any friends. She can't help it that her brother left her here. She's really nice if you get to know her."
"She skewered me." Damon scoffed.
"Well, you probably deserved it." Jane told him and Ric snickered.
"Ouch again, Janey."
Jane faced Alaric. "I'll find out what I can from her." She checked her phone. "Bekah is still at cheer practice. She told me I didn't have to go today." She said the last part quietly.
Ric smiled at her grimly. "Right."
Damon shifted. "You should have called me."
She scowled at him. "And told you what? That my parents died again? That Rob took off to who knows where? Why would you care?"
"Yes. Despite what you think of me, I still care for you. I never meant to hurt you, Janey. Honest." He said and cupped her cheek gently. "And I'm going to make it up to you."
Jane frowned. "I want to trust you, but I don't know if I can." Or that she ever could. Damon had lied to her a lot of times and broken her trust one too many times.
"You can." He told her firmly. "I'm going to make things right between us. You'll see." He bent his head and brushed his lips against her forehead before he headed out the door.
"Do you think he was telling the truth?" Jane asked quietly.
Alaric shrugged. "Honestly? I have no clue." The girl shook her head and turned back to Ric who was labeling pictures.
Elena came up to Rebekah as the Original was doing cartwheels across the lawn of the school.
The blond vampire scowled at the doppelganger. She hadn't liked her the moment she had seen her, and she disliked even more for being a bitch to Jane.
"You. Goody." Rebekah complained. "What do you want?"
"I was hoping we could talk." Elena began.
"About what? Stefan? Don't worry – I'm off Stefan until he starts treating me better. In fact, you should probably start taking a page out of my book, if I'm honest." Rebekah retorted. "Or Damon maybe? How you and that idiot broke the heart of a sweet girl? You don't deserve a friend like her and neither does Damon honestly." She said venomously.
Elena frowned, trying to hide her scowl at being reprimanded by the Original. She had been reprimanded by everyone including Stefan for her actions and she was getting tired of hearing about it. Yes, it had been ill-mannered to be so cruel to Jane and she probably should have handled it better. Damon had been treating her rudely as of late and that was wearing thin too. Elena truthfully, did feel bad about making Jane cry and hearing about her losing her parents all over again made her feel worse, but she knew that she did have a small crush on Damon that needed to be dealt with first.
"If I'm honest, I'd much rather talk about this." She held up the picture that Alaric had made of the carving that was Rebekah's name. The Original's eyes widened. "I'm curious as to why you and Klaus have spent a thousand years running from your father."
Rebekah recovered from her shock quickly. "I should get back to the girls. Homecoming's right around the corner." She turned to head back to the cheerleaders.
"Well, then maybe I'll ask Mikael when we wake him." Elena stated and watched the vampire stiffen, freezing in her steps. Rebekah took a moment to control her anxiety before whirling around.
"You're bluffing." Rebekah smirked, feigning confidence. "You don't know where he is. No one does."
"So then who's rotting in that old cemetery in Charlotte?"
Panic went across her face before she stalked up to Elena, almost getting nose to nose with her. "If you wake Mikael we are all doomed!" Rebekah hissed warningly.
"So then tell me." Elena countered.
"Why do you want to know?" She narrowed her eyes.
"Why don't you want me to wake him?"
"I need to get back to the girls. And you're bothering me. I wouldn't tell you anything." She hissed. "So stop asking."
"Would you tell Jane?" Elena inquired, half annoyed.
"If she asked. Yes." Rebekah told her truthfully and stalked off from her.
"Are these supposed to be fangs?" Jane was looking at the one with a circle and two triangles beneath it.
"Yep." Alaric stated. He labeled the one she had in her hands with a sticky note. "Vampire I think."
Jane shook her head. "No, I think this means werewolf. See? This circle looks like a moon. And then the vampire one is obviously the sun." She tapped another one. "Sun and the Moon curse concept."
"Yeah, I can see that." Ric murmured and relabeled them. "Hey…Has Rob called you and told you where he was? Or if he was coming back?"
"This morning he called and said he'd be home in a few days. He didn't say where he was. He just told me to keep the door locked and to go by my curfew."
Alaric frowned. "You know, Jane, you are more than welcome to come stay at Jenna's."
She smiled. "That's nice, but I think I better not."
"Elena will come around eventually." He murmured. "She's just…confused I guess." He quickly added: "I'm not defending her-"
Jane shook her head. "It's okay." She picked up a picture that set aside. "What's this one say?"
Alaric looked over. "Luciana."
Jane suddenly gasped as a vision entered her mind. She was vaguely aware of Alaric grabbing onto her before things went dark.
Klaus shifted restlessly from foot to foot. His sister was taking far too long and it wouldn't be long until they were discovered.
Rebekah was carving her name into the cave wall with one of Mikael's blades and there would be hell to pay if it were not sharpened and returned before his notice, but deep in his heart, he knew that no matter what care they took, he would know. He always knew.
"Rebekah, let me have at it!" Klaus whined and she hushed him.
"Quiet, Niklaus. I have to have my concentration if I'm not to slice off a finger."
"Father will not like you handling the blade." Klaus told her with a hint of warning to his voice.
Rebekah sent him a look. "If I want to wield a blade, I shall wield a blade." She said firmly and Klaus smirked. His sister felt that women needed to be treated equally to men which was ridiculous. "Father need not know."
"He will find out. He always does." He muttered.
"That is because you always tell him." Rebekah replied, resuming her carving.
"I cannot help it, he frightens me." Klaus admitted, his voice quiet. Rebekah turned to her brother and placed a hand on his arm.
"He frightens us all." She reminded him. "That is why we stick together as one, Always and Forever. Right, traitor?" She smirked and he smirked back.
"Right."
"Here." She held the knife out to him. "You finish. I'm to help mother with the meal."
"Yes. Go tend to dinner. Leave the blades to the men, little sister." He teased and she slapped the blade into his palm, the sharp edge slicing his skin. "Ah, Bekah!" He hissed.
"It's just a little blood." She cooed, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Be a man about it."
He watched her go and then started carving on the wall.
Klaus almost yelped as something leapt onto his back. He felt the giggling against his back before he heard it and he quickly pulled the person off.
He pushed his assailant gently against the wall, trapping her and she smiled at him.
"What are you doing here?" He asked lowly, though he couldn't stop smiling at her. How could he be stern with her? His beautiful Luciana. "What if someone catches you?"
"They will not." She smirked, her eyes glittering in the torch light. "As long as you are quiet." She pulled him down to kiss him and he melted against her. He pressed her further against the wall, kissing her passionately. He pulled back to press his forehead against hers, breathing raggedly. Sometimes it felt as if she was kissing all of his life away and he was more than glad to give it to her.
"I love you so."
"And I love you." She whispered back. "My Niklaus."
He couldn't stop smiling. Never wanted too when he was around her. She was his joy, his light when things were dark.
"I wish my father approved. I would love to have you for my own."
"You already have me. He does not frighten me." She cupped his cheek. Mikael felt as though he were not good enough for Luciana and sometimes Klaus felt like it. like she could sense it she shook her head at him. "One day you will be free of Mikael's hatred and anger. One day you will be the victor. And I will be there, cheering you on to victory."
He scoffed half-heartedly. "I wish that were true."
"It is, Nik. You just have to trust me. Do you trust me?"
"With my life." He replied and tugged her into another kiss. He pulled back suddenly. "I-I've ruined your dress." He said worriedly. Where the blade Bekah had handed him had cut his palm, there were splotches of it upon her dress from him holding her. "I am sorry."
"It is only blood, Nik. I do not fear it." She took his hand pressed it against her face and kissed it gently before ripping fabric from the gray shawl around her shoulders. "Here." She wrapped it around his hand and tied it neatly. "There all better." She smiled and kissed him gently.
"I shall carve your name next to mine so that all will know that you belong to me." Klaus vowed and she smiled.
"Jane? Jane, are you all right?" Alaric asked, frowning at her in concern. She blinked slowly and focused on his face above her. "Can you hear me?"
"Yeah…I'm fine."
"You seized up and then just went limp. What happened?"
"A vision. This picture must have triggered it." Jane stood up and he steadied her.
"You should sit down."
"No, no, I'm okay." She assured him. "Just came at me all the sudden."
"What happened?"
"Well, I saw Klaus and Rebekah, they were…they were human." She murmured. "Carving on the walls." Alaric arched an eyebrow, intrigued.
Jane's phone buzzed. "Rebekah wants to me to come over."
"I think you shouldn't be up and about."
"I'm fine, I promise." She smiled at him. "It comes and goes, but I'm fine."
"Well, be careful."
"She wouldn't hurt me, Ric. She's my friend."
"I hope your right." He told her truthfully.
"She's going to spill. She's scared of him, Damon. I saw her face."
"Well she said she wasn't going to tell you." Damon pointed out, heading down to see his locked up brother.
"No, but she admitted to being willing to tell Jane."
"No." Damon snapped. "Absolutely not."
Elena sighed. "Damon, Rebekah likes Jane she wouldn't hurt her."
"She's a manipulative thousand-year-old vampire. Jane will end up in a damn wheelchair when Rebekah's done with her."
"Jane's tough." Elena countered. "She'll be fine. She's got this, Damon. We just have to get her to ask. If we can fight out a way to kill Klaus, Stefan will be free of his compulsion." She walked into Alaric's apartment and he glanced up at her once. "How does he look?"
Damon peered through the bars in the door. Stefan was sitting with his head hanging down, weakening from no blood. "Hmm – pasty and pouty."
"He'll have to get over it. Call me later."
"You call me if something goes wrong. I don't trust that Rebekah will keep her word about not harming her." Damon hung up and she turned to Alaric.
"Are you sure this? I don't like sending Jane in there like a spy. And I'm sure a thousand-year-old vampire has learned the art of patience."
Elena handed him his phone so he could text Jane. "She's a thousand-year-old vampire who's joined the cheerleading squad. There's a whole different set of rules in play here, Ric. That and Jane is her only friend. She'll tell her. Jane will do this if you ask her too." Alaric sighed and took the phone.
"There you are!" Rebekah beamed. "Come in here." She pulled Jane into the parlor and handed her a glass of champagne.
"What are we celebrating?" Jane asked curiously.
"Homecoming." The vampire turned and clapped her hands. "Alright girls, have at it." In came in the other cheerleaders all of them wearing beautiful dresses. "Twirl." They spun around and then stood in a straight line.
"You compelled your own runway show?" Jane asked.
"Yes, I couldn't decide which one I liked better. So I need your advice. Which one?" Rebekah saw the look on Jane's face. "Please? I will set them free of compulsion and send them on their way when I'm done. I swear."
Jane sighed quietly, but nodded. That was better than nothing. She came closer and looked over each dress.
"The red one is beautiful." She told her. "It'll look pretty on you." Rebekah nodded approvingly.
"Good choice. Okay and you can wear this blue one, it'll make your eyes even greener."
Jane had to admit it was a pretty dress, but she knew that it was probably very expensive. She examined the price tag. "But I-" Rebekah shook her head.
"You want this dress. You like it."
"Yes, but-"
"Then that's settled. Never mind the price." She said dismissively and turned to the girls. "Go away, remember nothing." She told them and they left.
"I can't just let you buy that." Jane protested. "It's too expensive."
The vampire shook her head. "Jane, darling, don't be such a worrywart. This is my way of thanking you."
"Thanking me? For what?"
"For being my friend." She said softly. "My only friend here."
Jane smiled. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, the dress and the shoes are yours." Rebekah smiled back at her and drained the rest of her glass of champagne. "Now, we have something to talk about. Your…Elena came to see me this morning. She was rude and nosy. Why?"
"Why she was rude and nosy? Or why was she there?"
"Both."
Jane sighed. "Damon discovered this cave where all of these Viking pictures were drawn onto the walls. So everyone is trying to figure out how they got there or something like that."
"And what about Mikael?"
"I know they want to wake him and that he's scary."
Rebekah smiled grimly. "You have no idea."
"I had a vision." She told her. "I saw you and Klaus carving your names into the wall."
"Yes." Rebekah murmured. "I had stolen one of our father's knives. I was forbidden to use them but I did anyway. I didn't want to be treated differently than the boys."
"Elijah said you all came here from Europe. So you were right about the Vikings." She smirked and the Original laughed.
"Jane, I'm going to tell you our story because I know they won't leave me alone until I do. I told Elena I would never tell her, only you because I trust you. So I'm going to tell you, so you can tell them."
"Okay." Jane nodded. "But you know you don't have too. I don't want to make you tell me."
"This story, contains Luciana, so think it's time you knew the truth of how she died."
A knock at the door had Alaric, turning around. The door opened and Bonnie poked her head in.
"Hey, Bonnie. Come on in."
"Got your message." She said, shutting the door and he waved a hand at the table.
"Yeah, great. I'm sorry the place is such a mess. I'm obsessed..." Ric said sheepishly and Bonnie laughed.
She held up something in her hand. "Brought you the necklace that wouldn't die."
"That's great." He said and took the necklace from her gently. He looked up to see her almost sad look. "Are you okay?"
"Been better..." Bonnie said softly.
"Listen, Jeremy is an idiot." Alaric told her. "I know this with certainty, because I was once a Jeremy. Trust me, he'll learn... eventually." Bonnie smiled slightly. She was on the fence about Elena. All the stuff with Jeremy and the rift between Elena and Jane… She didn't know what to do. She also felt that Jane might be angry with her for sending her parents away. Not that she would blame her if she was, but…Bonnie was too worried about upsetting her to talk to her.
"And Jane?" She asked tentatively. "I haven't spoken to her."
"She's okay, Bonnie. She's not angry with you." He assured her and she nodded. "So I've been staring at this image all day wondering why it looked so familiar." He said holding up a photo and the necklace next to each other. "And I was right."
"It's the same design." Bonnie murmured and Alaric nodded.
"So your grandmother said this necklace belonged to the witch that put the Hybrid curse on Klaus, right?" She nodded. "well, this symbol is repeated all across the wall, and I've been trying to figure out what it meant." He grabbed a sticky note and wrote on it. "Now I know." He placed it on the photo of the symbol and held it up for Bonnie to see.
Witch.
"How fun is this?" Rebekah smirked and opened the door to Stefan's bedroom.
"Are you sure we should be in here?" Jane questioned.
"Course we should!" She told her with a grin and opened a dresser drawer. "Come on, like you never wanted to snoop..." She held up a pair of Stefan's underwear. Pink in the face, Jane averted her eyes. "Boxer briefs. Now that's a change from the twenties."
"Bekah, put those away!" The girl shrieked and the Original laughed. "He'll know you've been in there."
"Don't be silly. He won't notice."
"Well, I just don't think I'd like someone going through my clothes."
Rebekah smiled. "I suppose your right, but wouldn't you be getting back at him for ruining your bicycle or throwing your uncle what's his name?"
"Rob. And well, I suppose so."
"See?"
Jane hesitated a moment and then hopped onto Stefan's bed, messing up the made up bed. Rebekah smirked.
"That's better. Now scoot over." They bounced on his bed like children, giggling and tossing his pillows off the bed. Rebekah asked Jane about when she found out about vampires and how she came to know Damon and the girl told her. Jane felt a bit relieved to finally tell someone about everything, something that wasn't already her best friend and hadn't seen all of it. Rebekah was interested in the story whole-heartedly and even agreed with Caroline that Damon was indeed an "asshat". And now she knew why Klaus had felt all that Jane had.
"You really want to snoop?" Jane asked after they bounced down and sat at the edge of the bed. "Let's go jump on Damon's bed."
Rebekah smirked and nodded. "Serves him right for being mean."
After messing up the sheets, tossing his pillows about like Frisbees, and emptying his dresser drawers and rearranging the clothing in each one, Jane and Rebekah sprawled across Damon's bed.
"All right, that was fun." Rebekah giggled and Jane nodded. "You know I've never had a sister." She said suddenly.
"Neither have I. No siblings."
"You're the first girl I've gotten to talk to in a long time, Jane. It's nice to be able to gossip about boys and swap stories…It would be nice if you were my sister."
"You mean that?" Jane asked, turning to look at her.
"Of course." Rebekah nodded. "Always and Forever."
"I do miss Elijah. He was nice."
Rebekah suddenly sat up. "I bet you could talk to him."
"How?" Jane asked. "He's daggered."
"Yes, but you said that you can show images by taking someone's hand right?" Jane nodded. "Well, we can do that too. All vampires can. We can communicate through minds as well as read them. But since you're a seer, I think it would work for you."
"Really?"
Rebekah nodded and then sighed. "I suppose I should get on with the story then shall I? Elijah told you about our father being a landowner in Europe?"
"Yes."
"My parents had just started a family when a plague struck their homeland. They lost a child to it. They wanted to escape and protect their future family from the same fate."
Jane tilted her head. "But why here? This part of the world hadn't been discovered yet."
Rebekah smirked knowingly. "Not by anyone in your history books. But my mother knew a witch Ayana, who heard from the spirits of a mystical land where everyone was healthy. Blessed by the gifts of speed and strength."
"Werewolves." Jane guessed.
She nodded. "And that lead my family here, where we lived amongst those people. To us they were just our neighbors. My family lived in peace with them for over twenty years, during which time my family had more children, including me."
"Sounds wonderful."
"It was." Rebekah smiled, a faraway look in her eyes. "Once a month our family would retreated into the caves beneath our village. The wolves would howl through the night and by morning we'd return home. But, one full moon, Klaus and my youngest brother Henrik snuck out to watch the men turn into beasts. That was forbidden. Henrik payed the price..." She wasn't sure she wanted to tell anymore.
"Show me." Jane whispered and Rebekah took her hand. "It's okay, Rebekah." The vampire nodded and closed her eyes.
Rebekah was admiring the necklaces and talisman's hanging in front of the window. She reached out to touch one that had caught her eye and suddenly a burning feeling came to her. She let go and turned her head.
"Ayana, you burned me!" She gasped.
The witch only looked at her knowingly. "That is not yours to touch."
"Mother!" A voice called heartbrokenly and desperately.
Rebekah gasped. "Is that Niklaus? Something is wrong." She ran outside, Ayana not far behind. Out of the woods came Niklaus and in his arms was a limp and unmoving Henrik. "Henrik!"
"Mother!" Klaus yelled again in agony and Rebekah saw Luciana drop her basket of flowers, a hand flying up to cover her mouth.
Esther ran towards her children. "Henrik, no." She stroked her son's hair. "What happened!" Elijah ran out from behind the house and came to a stop horror on his face. Two others came behind him, Kol and Finn. They also couldn't move from shock.
"The wolves." Klaus whispered, crying. "Oh, I'm sorry, I am so sorry!" Klaus rocked back and forth, his eye blurred with tears. He felt arms around him and knew from the smell of flowers that it was Luciana. She stroked his hair soothingly as he cried.
"We must save him. Please, there must be a way!" Esther looked to Ayanna frantically, who had her hands over the boy's body. She opened her eyes and shook her head.
"The spirits will not give us a way, Esther. Your boy is gone." She said sadly.
"No! No!" Esther sobbed, pressing her forehead to her youngest son's.
Rebekah opened her eyes, tears in them and saw that Jane was crying silently.
"And that was the beginning of the end of peace with our neighbors..." She said quietly. "And one of the last moments my family had together as humans."
"That's horrible." Jane murmured and wiped at her eyes before handing Rebekah a tissue. "Those other two I saw…They were behind Elijah."
"Kol and Finn. You've never met them. Kol's been daggered since 1901 and Finn for nine hundred years."
"Nine hundred…But why? What had he done?"
"He refused our way of life." Rebekah murmured. "Finn never liked what we were or how our bloodlust ruled us. To him we were all monsters and better off dead."
"And Kol?"
She snorted. "Kol hated Nik daggering him, but he honestly was the worst of all of us. He tended to take things too far, brought too much chaos and destruction. He had no care for human life. The last time he was daggered it was because he had been plotting to get back at Niklaus. Elijah and Nik stopped him."
"That's really sad that you can't all get along."
Rebekah smiled. "Well, most of the time we didn't try. Klaus wanted power, Elijah wanted peace, I wanted love, Kol wanted what Kol wanted which was anything and everything, and Finn… He just wanted us to be human again. To be with our mother. To not be vampires."
"That's still sad. Maybe if you all got together and actually talked to each other instead of trying to murder each other, things might be better. Klaus just has to control his temper, but it sounds like Kol has one too."
"You have no idea and be glad you don't." She told her.
Jane's phone began ringing and she looked down at the screen. "It's Damon."
"You better answer it. He'll probably keep calling if you don't." Rebekah went out of the room, probably to go snoop in Stefan's things again.
Jane sighed and answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey!" Damon greeted. "I didn't think you'd answer."
"I knew you wouldn't stop until I did." Jane retorted and frowned at the loud music blaring in the background. "Where are you? It's loud."
"No idea." Came the reply and she rolled her eyes. "But I'm pretty sure I'm overdressed."
"Ugh, never mind. I don't want to know."
"Now, Janey, get your mind out of the gutter." He teased. "I wouldn't dare do that."
"No, you'd just hide the fact that you and my best friend kissed."
"That's the third time you've hurt me today." He pouted. "How long are you going to stay mad at me?"
"Until it doesn't hurt anymore." She replied, her voice breaking slightly. "Because it still does."
He sighed. "I'm sorry. What else do you want me to say?"
"I don't know, Damon. How about the fact that I can't fully trust you anymore? I want too. I want to be able to talk to you, but you…You hid it from me and let me suffer because I thought you were pissed at me for kissing Klaus. So what do you want?"
"You okay with the killer cheerleader?"
She rolled her eyes. "We are getting along just fine." She told him.
"I'll be at the bar." Stefan said and Jane frowned.
"Was that Stefan? I thought Elena and Lexi put him down in the old Lockwood cell?"
"Yeah, I kinda went off of Lexi's starving Stefan plan... Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
"Elena is not going to be happy with you."
"I got this handle, Janey. You just be careful not to get skewered."
"That's only you." She retorted.
"Hey."
"What?"
"I miss you." He said softly. "I miss sleeping next to you. Waking up beside you. Kissing you…"
Jane's heart fluttered slightly. "I have to go."
"I'm going to make things right with us. This can't be the end." He hung up before she answered and she sighed.
Jane found Rebekah flipping through Stefan's journals.
"Did you know that Elijah kept journals too? Apparently, he and Stefan both love to drone on and on it seems." Jane giggled and Bekah smirked. "I assume your talk with Damon is over?"
"He's so confusing." She sighed and laid down on Stefan's bed.
"As are Elena and Stefan. Honestly, I don't get those two as a couple..." She was holding a photo of Elena and Stefan in her hands.
"Why?"
Rebekah sighed. "Because I know what he truly is. He's a vampire. We're predatory species. We don't have time to care about humans and their silly little lives."
"I don't believe that." Jane murmured. "Klaus cares for painting and drawing, something human. Elijah cares for people, all people. And you, you want to be human or at least have a chance at doing human things. It's true that we're the weaker species, but most of you are just as vulnerable as we are."
"That necklace that Elena has…It wasn't Stefan's to give. It belonged to the Original witch."
"The one who put the Hybrid curse on Klaus?"
"Not just the Hybrid curse. She's the one who turned us into vampires." Rebekah replied. "My parents invited the witch Ayana over to discuss it."
Rebekah peeked around the wall to see Ayana and her parents standing there. Her mother was distraught and Mikael was getting agitated.
"Please, Ayanna! I implore you!" Mikael told her, desperately. "You must call upon the spirits before the next full moon."
"I will not. It is a crime against nature." The witch explained and Esther spoke up.
"Ayana, we have already lost too much. We cannot lose anymore..." She said pleadingly. "The spirits can help us find a way to protect our children." Ayana only shook her head.
Rebekah looked upset and Jane took her arm.
"We can stop if you want too. You don't have to tell me anymore."
The Original smiled at her. "I just need a drink. Would you like one?"
"Sure." She said and followed Rebekah.
"So they found vampirism?" Jane asked curiously as they went down the steps. Rebekah nodded.
"Yes. To protect us. Many would think it was a curse."
"In a way, but your parents probably didn't know that did that?"
"No, you're right. They didn't. My parents only saw a way of keeping their children alive."
"But why did you all stay? You could have left and not have to deal with the werewolves anymore."
Rebekah frowned. "Pride. My father didn't want to run anymore. He wanted to fight and be superior to the wolves. Where they could bite we had to bite harder. Where they had speed we had to be faster. Agility, strength, senses..."
"Vampirism."
"Exactly."
"Everything could be heightened. Our family could live forever..." Mikael said, pacing back and forth.
"At what cost? This magic you speak of breeds consequences. This is the making of a plague, Esther." Ayana warned. "The spirits will turn on you."
Esther shook her head. She would not turn from her task. She needed to protect her children. "Please, Ayanna."
"I will have no part in it." the witch refused and left. Mikael stared at the door for a moment before turning around.
"As she will not protect our family, then it is in your hands alone, my love." Mikael said softly and stroked her cheek.
"In her hands…Your mother…She was the Original Witch?" Jane's eyes widened.
"Yes, she was a witch. You see you either be one or the other, never both. My mother did this for us. She did not turn. A witch is nature's servant; a vampire is an abomination of nature."
Jane sat quietly for a moment. "How did you turn?"
"She called upon the sun for life and the ancient white oak tree, one of nature's eternal objects, for immortality. That night my father offered us wine laced with blood. And then he drove his sword through our hearts."
Jane almost spit out her drink.
"He killed you?!"
"And he wasn't delicate about it either." She stated, shrugging. "And then we had to drink more blood to complete the ritual."
"Bekah..." Klaus said, seeing his sister sitting up and touching her chest.
She looked at him in panic. "Blood! What happened?"
"You will be alright." He assured her, his mind racing. Their own father had stabbed them! "We will be alright."
Mikael opened the door and came into the hut, toting a girl with him. "What are you doing?" Klaus hissed at him.
"We must finish what we started! You have to drink if you want to live." He said, pushing the girl to her knees in front of them. He sliced open the girl's palm.
"Drink!" Mikael ordered Rebekah, who was hesitant.
"No, no, no." Klaus protested, but Mikael shoved him away.
"Drink!" He ordered his girl again and shoved Rebekah's head down onto the girl's wrist as Niklaus watched with wide eyes.
"It was euphoric!" Rebekah sighed as she reminisced. "The feeling of power was indescribable. But the witch Ayana was right about the consequences. The spirits turned on us and nature fought back. For every strength there would be a weakness... The sun became out enemy. It kept us indoors for weeks. Until my mother found a solution."
"Daylight rings."
She nodded. "And then there were other problems. Neighbors who had opened their homes to us could now keep us out…Flowers at the base of the white oak burned and prevented compulsion."
"Vervain."
"Yes. And the spell decreed that the tree gave us life could also take it away. So we burned it down. But the darkest consequence was something my parents never anticipated. The hunger. Blood...had made us reborn and it was blood that we craved above all else. We could not control it... And with that the predatory species was born..."
"All right!" Stefan stated after his brother pulled him away from the luscious and delicious blond. "Tell me what's up. What's the point of the jailbreak, hmm?"
"I thought you could use a hug, Stefan." Damon smirked and his younger brother rolled his eyes.
"Come on, Damon. You know Elena is gonna hate you for letting me out, and we both know you care about what she thinks."
Damon's jaw clenched for a moment. "No, I don't."
Stefan smirked. "Okay. Well how about Jane? She wasn't really happy to talk to you."
"I'll fix things with her. And this isn't about her. It's about me wanting to remind you what freedom was like before Klaus took it from you."
"As long as Klaus is alive, I do what he says." Stefan answered with a shrug.
"That's my point, Stefan." Damon retorted sharply. "You've given up. Now, you could sit around and be his little bitch, or you get mad enough and you can do something about it."
"Damon, he can't be killed."
"Maybe I can help with that."
The brothers looked over to see an older man dressed in a suit approach them.
"The Salvatore boys, I presume?" He smirked, looking from one to the other.
"Mikael." Stefan nodded once and Damon arched an eyebrow.
"But why did Mikael start hunting Klaus? I thought he was trying to protect him."
"From the beginning our father was hard on Nik. He saw him as a weakling, someone that could never match up to our siblings or Mikael himself. Even Kol who was younger than he was given more praise."
"That's not right." Jane frowned and Rebekah smiled.
"Yes, Luciana thought so too."
"Will you tell me about her?"
Rebekah held out her hand.
"Where are you going Henrik?" Rebekah inquired.
"To see Luci. She has a new shell for my collection." He stated and she followed him. Luciana was the daughter of a traveling merchant. He went to and from the sea every two weeks, selling and gathering supplies with the other merchants. It was how they survived. Luciana, asked for seashells to clean and sell. The villagers used them for bowls if they were big enough or she strung smaller ones into necklaces. She always let Henrik have the first pick of the new shells, that was how she and Nik had met. Henrik had been curious about the shells and ever since he had been given his first one, made a goal of collection different kinds and colors.
Luciana was a kind girl with honey colored curls and bright green eyes. She was nice to everyone she met and Rebekah loved her as like she would a sister. Nik had fallen for her almost instantly and even Henrik had a small crush on the beautiful girl. Hence why he had a handful of flowers clenched in his hand.
"Good morning, Luci." The young boy piped up and the girl sitting on the rock looked up at him from cleaning her wares.
"Good morning Henrik, Bekah." She smiled at them and set her sea shells aside. "And to what do I owe the visit from this handsome young warrior?" Henrik blushed red and handed her a fistful of flowers.
Luciana reached forward with a smile. "Oh, they are lovely. Thank you, Henri." The teen shuffled under her beautiful smile, unable to speak. "Here are the shells. There's not as many this time, some were broken, but you are welcome to have whichever you like." He beamed and began digging through the basket. She laughed and Luciana turned to Rebekah. "Hello, Bekah."
"Luci."
A commotion was coming from further in the village and Rebekah, Luciana, and Henrik all looked over.
"Uh-oh, Henrik! Our brothers are fighting again." She giggled and Luciana stood up with a smile.
"Let me guess Elijah and Nik?"
"Always." Bekah laughed and three headed over to them.
Klaus and Elijah were play fighting with their swords.
"Oh look, our sister has arrived." The handsome dark haired man smirked. "To watch my fast-approaching victory." He spotted who was next to his sister and smiled. "Ah and the lovely Luciana. Come to see your love lose?" He was hoping to distract his brother.
"On the contrary, Elijah." Klaus grinned and clashed swords with him. While they were fighting, Klaus ducked a swing and slashed Elijah's belt, cutting it loose and it fell around his feet. "They've just come to laugh at you." Rebekah, Luciana, and Henrik giggled at them. Elijah chuckled at his brother's antics.
"Relax, Mikael." Esther said and all laughter fell away. Luciana frowned as Esther and Mikael came forth. Mikael was seething with rage and Rebekah put her hands on Henrik's shoulders comfortingly. "Niklaus means well."
"That is precisely my problem." Mikael spat lowly and stalked forward. He held his hand out for his elder son's blade and Elijah gave it to him reluctantly. Their father's temper made him angry at all of them and they all felt his wrath, but none more so than Niklaus. Elijah moved to stand near Luciana and his siblings.
Mikael faced Klaus who swallowed and avoided looking in Luciana's direction. "So, why don't you teach me that trick, young warrior?" He asked and then lashed out at Klaus who blocked the hard swing just in time.
"Father, we were just having fun." Klaus told him nervously.
Mikael scowled. "We fight for our survival! And you find time for fun!" He accused. "I want to have fun! Teach me! Come on!" He goaded.
"Father it was nothing." Klaus tried to tell him but Mikael was on the rampage. The young man had to block his father's angry attacks over and over again, until he was disarmed. Mikael knocked him flat on his back and Luciana gasped in horror as Mikael brought his blade down and held it just at Klaus' throat. Elijah put a hand on her soothingly and she watched Mikael warily.
"You are foolish and impulsive, my boy." He stated and Klaus swallowed, eyes wide with fright. "What? No more laughter?" His father taunted.
"You've made your point, Mikael!" Esther said from behind them. Warning him to back off. Mikael stabbed the dirt by Klaus' head, embedding the blade with a raging cry.
"Somedays it's a miracle you're still alive…boy." Mikael snapped and walked off.
Luciana hurried over to Klaus, hovering above him.
"Are you all right?" She asked him gently and embarrassed, he stood up pushed past her, storming off in the opposite direction. She knew he needed time to himself.
"Take care of him, Elijah. He's hurting." She said to him. Elijah nodded once.
"Of course." He took her hand bestowing a kiss to the back of it.
She flushed a bit before pushing at him with a laugh. "Go on with you." She turned to see Mikael watching her.
"You're wasting your time with a coward like that, girl. He'd never make a good husband. He'll never be able to provide for you or defend you. He's not man enough."
"You're wrong." She said firmly, green eyes full of fire and loathing for the man across from her. "Niklaus' love is more than enough for me."
"Love will not feed you or shelter you when the winter comes. Nor protect you when there is danger. No, girl, that is a poor choice."
"I do believe that it is my decision, sir." Luciana said hotly and turned on her heels, marching away from them. Rebekah had to admire the girl's bravery and she thought for a moment, a fleeting hardly there second, that Mikael had smiled.
"I had a vision earlier today about Klaus and Luciana craving names on the wall."
Rebekah smiled. "They were almost inseparable. As you saw, my father didn't approve of her being with him. Not because he disapproved of her, but of Nik."
"What happened to her, Rebekah? And your mother. What happened?"
"When Nik made his first human kill, it triggered his werewolf gene. With that he became my father's greatest shame."
"Because he was part werewolf."
"Mother tried to make it right. She put the hybrid curse on Nik to suppress his werewolf side, only…only it required a sacrifice none of us were prepared for."
"Luciana?" Jane asked tentatively and Rebekah nodded.
"My mother is the reason that you are who you are. She found out from Ayana about your elemental blood and when she weaved the spell to suppress Nik's werewolf side…She also cursed Luciana, but we didn't know about that until later."
Klaus thrashed against his restraints and Mikael slammed him back against the wooden posts.
"Elijah, Elijah hold him down." Mikael snapped at the man standing behind him. Elijah looked torn.
"Brother," Klaus pleaded, crying in pain and fear. "Please don't let them do this to me."
His father glared at Elijah. "Do it, boy! Now!" He commanded and Elijah had no choice but to hold him steady. He caught his brother's gaze as Mikael chained Klaus' other wrist.
"Help me." He whispered, but Elijah only looked away.
"Niklaus!"
The brothers turned their heads to see Luciana.
"What have you done!? What are you doing to him?!" She screamed at Mikael. "He is your son!"
"He is an abomination! The same that killed your mother, you stupid girl!" Mikael yelled back.
"I don't believe you." She snapped and turned towards Elijah. "Please, he's your brother. How can you watch this? Its cruel to deny his-" She was cut off as something was stabbed into her back.
"No!" Klaus screamed. "Mother, what did you do?" Elijah gaped in horror as the girl wavered, blood tricking from her lips.
Even Mikael was temporarily stunned until Esther called to him.
"Her blood is needed for the ritual, Mikael." He moved forward to take the girl from her as Esther slid the blade out. "I cannot complete it without her sacrifice."
"Father, please!" Niklaus pleaded. "Do not do this to her, spare her please! Elijah, don't let them kill her. Save her please."
Mikael held Luciana's wrist above the fire and Esther slit it. Her blood trickled into the flames, making them spark and flare. Klaus tipped his head back with a cry as magic surged through him, pressing back his wolf-side and then he met her eyes over the flames. She was dying and wouldn't last much longer.
"I…love you, Niklaus…" She whispered and he sobbed as her head fell forward.
"Luciana! Luciana!"
Jane sat back against the couch, teary eyed and Rebekah sighed.
"Not long after that, my mother turned her back on him. A rift had fallen between them. But Mikael's greatest weakness as a human was his pride. As a vampire that was magnified. He went on a rampage and killed half the village. Then he came home and killed her."
Jane gaped. "Mikael killed your mother?"
"He said she broke his heart so he would break hers. He tore it from her chest as Nik watched." Rebekah lowered her eyes. "He was never quite the same after that. And my father took off in rage, the rest of my family scattered. Nik stayed so he could help me bury her. He knew I had to say goodbye to mother. And he had to say goodbye to Luciana one last time."
Rebekah and Niklaus were standing over their mother's grave, both of them emotional.
"I know you think she hated you, Niklaus." Rebekah sniffed. "But she did not. She was just afraid. I'm sorry she turned her back on you. I will never do that." She promised and took his hand. "I will always remember Luci, Nik. I will never forget." Niklaus nodded, his eyes on their hands.
"Nor will I." Elijah added, taking Rebekah's hand. Klaus took his brother's free hand and they made a circle. A pact.
"We stick together as one. Always and Forever." Rebekah announced and Elijah nodded in agreement. Together they went to visit Luciana's grave. It was covered with sea shells and the flowers she liked.
"Goodbye, my love." Nik whispered. "I will avenge you." He took her ring from his pocket, watching it glisten in the sunlight. "Always and Forever."
"Always and Forever." Jane repeated. "But why lock you in a coffin? Why push away his siblings?"
"We're vampires." Rebekah explained. "Our emotions are heightened. I'm stubborn, Elijah is moral, and Nik... Nik has no tolerance for those who disappoint him."
"He must think everyone will eventually."
"Yes, I suppose he does." She agreed quietly, smiling slightly.
"That's sad…but I understand why. He's trusted his parents and they both turned on him. It still doesn't make it okay to lock away your siblings." Rebekah hid a smirk. She liked this girl.
"Over a thousand years as a family we've all made that mistake at least once. I've made it several times." Jane tilted her head. "I suppose you want to know why I still love him."
Jane shook her head. "He's your brother, Bekah. You've spent years together to keep from being alone. Of course I understand. That's why I think if he only undaggered everyone and talked to them, things might be okay. I know Elijah would forgive him eventually."
Rebekah smiled in amusement. She could see how well that conversation with sit with her brother. "Perhaps." She sighed. "You better go and tell your friends. They're probably waiting to wake up Mikael."
Jane bit her lip. "Klaus has done many things, but…to awaken a mad man? Maybe if I tell them what happened they'll change their minds."
"You can try, Jane. Try and tell them the thousands of reasons not to wake him, but I saw Elena's face this morning. Her mind is made up."
"I'm going to try anyway." Jane started for the door. "Thanks for the dress, Bekah."
"Jane?"
She turned around.
"I know my brother's hurt you, frightened you, but it's his werewolf side I think. His temper grew without warning. He does not mean too. I shouldn't defend him, but…I can't help it." She shrugged and Jane nodded.
"I understand."
"Oh and if they should not agree to your plan about not waking Mikael, tell them this: If they come after my brother, I will rip anyone who gets in my way apart...I get my temper from my father. If I were you, I'd reevaluate my friends before they get you killed."
Jane left the house, wondering if she could convince them not to wake him.
"Is Klaus out of the country?" Mikael asked. He had been trying to find a way to get past Stefan's compulsion. Damon stood nearby watching in half-amusement.
"I can't tell you." Stefan said.
"Has he spoken to you since he left?"
Stefan's brow furrowed. "I can't tell you."
"All right." He nodded. "Can you tell me the time you spoke to Niklaus?"
"I'm compelled to do what he says and he says to keep my damn mouth shut." Stefan said with a hint of anger as he folded his arms across his chest.
"I really hope this game of twenty questions isn't your secret weapon." Damon rolled his eyes.
Mikael turned. "You see, Damon." He placed his hand on Damon's shoulder and he felt a wave of wariness wash over him. "I've been a vampire hunter longer than you've been alive. It's why I found you here. It's why I'm going to find Niklaus."
Damon smirked. "Well, Klaus has been running for about thousand years, so if you think you can get a work around here-" He choked as Mikael's hand was thrust through his chest, his hand around his heart.
"Careful, Stefan." Mikael warned when he moved. "One move – and his heart's gone. Now, where is Klaus?" Stefan frowned. "Come on." Mikael prompted. "What's the trick question, Stefan? One twist and he's dead. Unless you don't care of course."
"His emotions have been shut off." Damon grunted as the immortal vampire hunter squeezed his heart. He was really hoping to persuade Papa Original to switch tactics, really fast. "He can't care."
"Really?" Mikael inquired, arching an eyebrow. "His link to Klaus is so strong that he will let his own brother die?" He looked at Stefan. "No ideas, hmm? Think, Stefan!" Nothing still, but Mikael could see he was agitated. So much for not caring. "I guess you're right. He's a dead end. And so are you, Damon-"
"Wait!" Stefan blurted and all eyes were on him. Mikael stopped holding Damon's heart so tightly. "I can bring him back. I can lure Klaus back to Mystic Falls." Mikael nodded once and grabbed a towel from the bar to clean off his hand.
"And there is our loophole. Just had to rile him up a bit." Damon glowered at him. "Get Klaus back to Mystic Falls and I will gladly drive a stake through his heart. Fail, I'll drive it through yours." He threatened and walked off, leaving the two brothers to glance at each other.
"They killed her? Luciana?" Alaric frowned.
Jane nodded. "And that's how my bloodline was cursed to have doppelgangers forever. Luciana was reincarnated to break the curse. So a new one pops up when the old one dies."
"So will you be the last doppelganger then? Since the curse is broken?" Bonnie asked.
"Maybe, but if I have children…they could have elemental blood or be seers. Those parts are genetic." Jane sighed. "I don't want to wake Mikael. Wherever he is. Leave him be. He's deranged."
"This is the only way to free Stefan, Jane. Klaus has a hold on his life. And on ours." Elena pointed out. "And we already woke him, we just need to find him again."
Jane frowned and turned to Alaric.
"She's right. Klaus may have started out with good intentions, but that changed. Mikael can stop him from killing more people Jane. Remember that he's not the good guy here."
"I'm not saying he is, I'm just saying…Mikael could turn and kill us and Rebekah too." No one responded and she sighed. "So you and Bonnie have been busy."
"Yeah, we filled in what we could." Alaric told Jane as she followed him. He shined his flashlight at the walls of the cave, showing her and Elena what he had Bonnie had figured out. "A vampire. Werewolf. Slaughter. Mayhem, etc..."
"That's the white oak tree that was used in the spell to create the vampires." Elena pointed one out to them.
"So that tells when they burned it to the ground, destroying that which could kill them." Jane murmured.
"Okay." Alaric nodded. "So tree equals weapon, sort of, but we already knew that. What we not sure about is this," He flashlight beamed onto another drawing. "We've got the witch symbol and what looks like a bleeding heart. Upside down figures usually signified death, of some kind."
"Okay, so Jane said that Mikael killed the witch by ripping out her heart." Elena mused. "But...why is that one connected to the witch's death?"
"We don't know." Bonnie stated. "We haven't gotten that far."
"Oh god…" Jane murmured and they all turned to look at her.
"What?" Ric asked. "Another flashback?"
She shook her head. "Bekah doesn't know the real story…That's a Hybrid sign. It was Klaus. He killed their mother." Everyone's eyes widened. "I have to go. She has to know." Jane turned and ran back out of the cave, grabbing some of the pictures. "I'm taking these to show her!"
Bonnie pointed at something else. "Jane said that Luciana died, right?" She pointed at the star symbol with an upside down heart. "So…why is it back to normal here?"
Elena and Ric stepped closer. "My god, she didn't die. That's how the doppelganger line continued. Luciana lived and had kids."
"The necklace." Elena concluded. "Jane said that Klaus gave it to Luciana. If she was wearing it when she died…"
"She came back to life." Ric stated.
"So why not go back to Klaus?" Bonnie asked. No one could figure that part out.
Jane knocked on the door and came inside.
"Bekah?"
"Parlor."
The girl ran in to see Rebekah lounging on the sofa. The Original looked up.
"Back so soon?" She smiled and then frowned. "They've decided to wake him." She stood up. "I bet it was that bloody cow Elena."
"Rebekah…"
"What? What's wrong? You look pale."
"How do you know that Mikael killed your mother?" Jane blurted and Rebekah frowned.
"Nik was there. He told me. Remember?"
Jane shook her head. "No, Bekah. He lied to you."
"And how do you know that? Did they tell you to say that to me?"
Jane spread the pictures across the table. "The cave with all the symbols…Here's the story of your family: how your parents arrived, how they made peace, the spell that turned them into vampire," She pointed out each "And this..." She showed her a picture of a sign that was mixture of the vampire and werewolf, stacked together.
"This is the symbol for Hybrid. It's a combination of the werewolf and vampire symbol." She pointed out each. "…And this is the one for your mother." She showed her another picture
"Her necklace." Rebekah whispered quietly.
Jane slid the last picture towards her. "And this is the story of her death. The Hybrid killed the Original witch. It wasn't Mikael. It was Klaus."
"No." Rebekah stated. "No, he wouldn't."
With tears in her eyes, Jane tried to explain to her friend who was getting upset. "She put the curse on him, Bekah. Made it so that he would be the only one of his kind. And then she rejected him. With the werewolf gene comes aggression and violence. When he turned, all of that was heightened. You said it yourself, he can't help it. And I know firsthand how his temper is. He killed her." Jane sighed. "And he made up the lie about Mikael, because he was emotional over losing Luciana that he…He was afraid he was going to lose you and your siblings too."
Her words made sense, but Rebekah couldn't believe them.
"These mean nothing!" Rebekah shouted and grabbed the photos off the table, clenching them in her fists. "They're just stupid drawings! Done by stupid people who had no idea who my family was!" She screamed and tossed them into the fire.
"Bekah…"
"Why are you doing this to me?! Why are you listening to all of their lies?! I've done nothing to you, but try to be your friend!"
Jane looked at the floor. She knew that Rebekah was just upset. That she didn't mean it, but it still hurt.
"Bekah, I didn't want to hurt you. I just wanted you to know the truth."
She snapped and slammed Jane against the wall, pinning her there by her throat in hysterical rage.
"Shut up! Shut up! Don't talk anymore! Nothing!" She screamed and then let go of her, sliding to the floor in a heartbroken sob.
Jane hesitated, rubbing her throat before, shifting over and hugging her gently. At first she thought that Rebekah would throw her off violently, but she only hugged the girl back sobbing.
"Shh, it's okay, Bekah. I know it hurts."
"I'm sorry for hurting you."
"Its okay." Jane soothed. "I know it feels like you've lost her all over again. I know that feeling too well."
Rebekah listened to her and sniffed back her tears. "Thank you for telling me the truth."
"You're welcome."
Damon came in to see Jane sleeping on the couch and Rebekah was sleeping on the other couch. He went over and brushed Jane's hair back from her face gently. She woke up slowly.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" He asked gently and she yawned at him, sleepily.
"I was comforting, Bekah. I guess I fell asleep."
"Want me to take you home?"
"Can I…can I stay the night?"
He nodded, trying not to smile goofily as he lifted her from the couch. She was here once again in his arms. Jane leaned her head against Damon's chest.
"Does anyone want to explain the state of my bed?" Stefan asked, peeking out of his bedroom door.
Jane bit her lip. "Um, no?"
The vampire rolled his eyes and shut his door.
Damon paused around his bedroom. "I'm assuming that my bed is in disarray too?"
"Mmhm." She nodded, hiding her face.
He snorted and toted her down to the room that was hers on and off sometimes. Jane was too sleepy to really do much by the time he got the covers pulled back.
Damon tucked her in and made to leave when she turned her head to look at him.
"Please stay." She whispered. "I don't want to have a nightmare."
He gladly came back to lay next to her. "Sleep, Janey. Nothing's going to hurt you as long as I'm here." He soothed and stroked her cheek. She rolled over to curl next to him her face pressed into his chest.
"I saw a wolf last night." She said half asleep. Damon stiffed.
"What? Where?"
"Porch…Was friendly…" She yawned and clutched at him. "Nice doggy…pretty eyes…" Thinking she was talking in her sleep, he relaxed. "Can I tell bout it tomorrow?"
He leaned forward and kissed the shell of her ear. "Yeah, goodnight Janey." He whispered and she sighed. He held her close, hoping that she'd still feel the desire to be around him tomorrow.
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