No One's POV

It wasn't long until Elijah heard the familiar paw steps of Brooklyn and her pack returning to the mansion, the anxiety he felt whenever she was away from his side easing inside his chest. Yet at the same time, there was also no doubt in Elijah's mind that Brooklyn was probably still furious at him and therefore probably wouldn't be speaking to him either, a thought that left him feeling like he was in agony.

"Hello Elskan. Finn." Elijah greets, returning to the now cleared living room as Brooklyn bounds in, effortlessly shifting from wolf to human, her brother Aaron choosing to remain in his furrier form for the time being and Finn a step behind.

Brooklyn's cool glance is Elijah's only answer. Elijah attempted to remind himself that at least his mate had looked at him, even if only a brief and icy stare, still a marginal step up then previous interactions had been. The reminder did not console him.

"How is Rebekah?" Elijah continues on to ask, though he has already resigned himself to her cold anger.

Brooklyn only ignores him further, instead choosing to brush past as if Elijah was little more than a decoration in the room as she heads for the stairs, Aaron silently following.

"I feel gross. I'm taking a shower before we leave." She announces to no one in particular before her footsteps jog upstairs.

Elijah allowed himself a sigh of resignation. Yes, undoubtedly, and for the foreseeable future, Brooklyn was pissed at him. Doubt suddenly waivered in Elijah's mind, did she even want him to come with her to New York?

"Rebekah is understandably a bit irate at Niklaus. But she is unharmed and was fine when we rescued her." Finn answers his brother's previously unanswered questioned.

"No doubt. Things went well then?" Elijah asks.

"Yes. All went well. Rebekah was found at an old cattle ranch outside of town. Pastor Young and his followers had brought about it themselves to rid the town of vampires as it were. Brooklyn assured things were well taken care of. If Brooklyn wishes to tell you more she will. But I assure you that Brooklyn remained unharmed and was in no danger throughout."

"Thank you Finn." Elijah replies, giving his elder brother a grateful nod. Honestly Elijah was surprised Finn was even talking to him, he had expected his brother to take Brooklyn's side, given the close bond Finn had with Brooklyn as his sire.

"You may find it hard to believe Elijah, but Brooklyn does not control my thoughts nor my mind. Nor did she forbid me from speaking to you or withhold information or try and persuade me into taking her side. In fact I believe she would probably try and persuade me the opposite." Finn speaks evenly, holding his brother's gaze.

"I do not believe that you are controlled by Brooklyn. I know you have your own mind Finn." Elijah cuts off his elder brother.

"Yet you still show surprise." Finn observes.

"Yes. While you may have your own mind Finn, you share a profound bond with Brooklyn as she is your sire. Though she may not have forbidden you to share information nor persuaded you to take her side, you have never needed either to prove the strength of your loyalty and ties in the past; it is only too easy to conclude it would be the same now." Elijah reasons.

"That is true. She is my sire and I owe her a great deal. But you are my brother, my family." Finn answers seriously, giving no other answer but the vague one.

Elijah moves to leave the room, going to finish up packing, presuming he was still going with Brooklyn to New York.

"I understand why she is angry and hurt, why she feels betrayed by our younger brother. But equally so, I understand why you did what you did Elijah. I do not believe you would ever intentionally hurt her nor do I believe you would lie to her or deceive her as Niklaus did brother." Finn finally speaks once more before leaving Elijah to his thoughts.

Upstairs Brooklyn finished her shower, the warm water washing away the dirt and grime from the raid on Pastor Young's cattle ranch, as well as some of her tense anger towards Niklaus and Elijah (however not enough of it to make her want to speak to them).

"Tell Finn I've got a quick errand to run, I'll be back. Stay here and watch the mansion. I won't be long. I've got a loose end I need to tie up." Brooklyn tells her brother, shifting back into wolf form after changing into clean clothes.

"Fine." Aaron huffs, wandering down stairs after his sister, their claws clicking across the marble.

"Great. Thanks." Brooklyn barks, breezing out the doors, paws hitting the deck of the mansion and launching herself into the woods, very aware of Elijah's eyes following her from his study.

Weaving through the woods towards the Salvatore manor, Brooklyn listens closely for movement, tracking the sluggish forms and sickly scents of the Salvatore brothers, Elena Gilbert and Caroline Forbes, alone with the very human scent of Matt Donovan and Jeremy Gilbert.

Bounding unannounced as a whirlwind into the Salvatore estate, Brooklyn phases back into her human form, barely even batting an eyelash at Matt and Jeremy's (particularly Jeremy's, mostly Jeremy's if we're being honest) hostile looks as she immediately raids the Salvatore's cupboards for plastic disposable cups.

"Umm excuse you? What are you doing here?" Jeremy asks rudely, getting up from the couch.

Brooklyn ignores the younger Gilbert, locating what she needs before barging her way down stairs towards the Salvatore cellars, seriously, what was it with the old manors all having their very own dungeons and stuff?

Brooklyn then proceeds to bite into her wrist, dripping blood into the four plastic cups (enough to cure them, but just barely), setting them in front of the locked cell where the four dying vampires were, foot tapping impatiently as Damon's face appears in the barred window. It pleased her to no ends to see the normally arrogant, over confident vampire look the state he was in.

"What do you want wolfy?" Damon snarks weakly.

"Drink up. One for each of you. But don't think for a second I'm doing this because I like any of you. In fact, I'd be more than happy to smit all of you off the face of the earth and banish you to the Other Side. But unfortunately, my job description is a bit about upholding balance of the supernatural world and you know, traditions, immortal, mortal law and such things that you would even begin to understand in your primitive, arrogant, little brains." Brooklyn begins to hiss out with malice.

"The laws of my ancestral line gave me the right to kill you when you killed Niklaus, but as it were you failed. So, I found that it was unfair that I let you die. But consider this a warning. You pull a stunt like that again, whether or not you fail, I won't reconsider. And perhaps you'll remember, my bite is as nasty as my bark." Brooklyn finishes, and without seeing if they take the offered cure, she spins on her heel and marches out.

She considered her work her done, if they died without taking the cure it wouldn't be on her conscience, she had given them it, they would be the idiots if they didn't take it.

Passing a bewildered Matt and Jeremy, Brooklyn only huffs, phasing on a command and barreling past, paws taking her once more to the forest and towards the Mikaelson mansion.

Now it was time to head home, back to New York once and for all.

Returning to the mansion, Brooklyn quickly throws her remaining last minute things into her bags, leaving them in the foyer for Elijah to load into his BMW, Aaron having already pulled the Escalade he and Brooklyn had come down in around to the Mikaelson mansion.

Finn's things were loaded into the said Escalade, having already agreed to ride with Aaron on the return to New York, leaving Elijah and Brooklyn to ride together.

Of course Elijah wasn't sure Brooklyn was still intending to ride with him, nor intending for him to go to New York with her at all.

"The pack is all ready to head out Brooklyn." Aaron informs, shutting the door of the Escalade and leaning up against it.

"That's good." Brooklyn nods, standing beside Aaron, waiting for Elijah to finish in the mansion.

"You'll be okay?" Aaron asks, walking his sister over to Elijah's BMW.

"I'll be fine. Tell the pack they can roll out whenever they want. I'll see you at home in a few days Aaron. Take care of Finn." Brooklyn assures, hugging her brother as he opens the passenger door for her.

"Yeah, see you at home. We'll be fine Brooke. You worry too much." Aaron rolls his eyes, shutting the door, patting it once before moving back towards the Escalade.

Firing up the engine, Aaron waves as he drives past, Finn nodding to his sire from the passenger seat, Brooklyn making herself comfortable as she waits for Elijah.

"I wasn't sure you wanted me to return with you Astin." Elijah speaks, appearing in driver's seat a moment later, bags stored safely in the back of his car.

Brooklyn gives a non-committal small shrug, turning to look at Elijah briefly. She was still angry, or more, she was still hurt, but not enough that she didn't want Elijah with her.

"I am glad that you still want me with you Elskan." Elijah tries again, turning on the car, pulling away from the Mikaelson mansion, leaving Mystic Falls in the rear view mirror.

Brooklyn remains silent, and Elijah mentally sighs, steeling himself for a long night and perhaps an even longer drive to New York.

Meanwhile, as Brooklyn and Elijah make their way north towards New York, Niklaus, now returned to his own body, returns to the empty, desolate mansion, his thoughts morose and a turbulence of tangled emotions he'd rather ignore, but knew he no longer could, mainly concerning his beautiful, magnificent, hurricane of a best friend.

"How dare you save Caroline over me!" Rebekah screeches, marching into the Mikaelson mansion in tears.

"Hello brother. Thought you were dead. So pleased you're not." Niklaus snarks, not in the mood for Rebekah's dramatics.

"You left me!" Rebekah yells.

"I only had time to save one of you and you can't be killed. Besides, I only needed Caroline for some insurance or leverage. It was nothing personal sister. Rest assured, I had a worse day than you. I think it's time for us to move on; find some more werewolves." Niklaus explains.

"So you can create your hybrid family? You don't know anything about family!" Rebekah screams.

"Well, I know how easily they can be silenced with a dagger." Niklaus snarks.

Rebekah reacts, grabbing one of the blood bags, throwing it against the wall so it breaks.

"No!" Niklaus shouts.

"Drop them." Niklaus demands, as Rebekah grabs the remaining two from the cooler.

"I mourned you! My heart broke thinking I'd never see you again!"

"Put the blood down, Rebekah. There's a good girl." Niklaus tries to sooth.

"It's always been me! Not Finn, not Elijah, not Kol, me! I loved you through everything and you don't even care!" Rebekah says hysterically.

"Drop it!" Niklaus shouts.

"You want your family?" Rebekah screams, squeezing the bags of blood so they break. "Here's your family!"

"You know something, Rebekah, you're right. I don't care. From this moment on; you're not my family, you're not my sister, you are nothing." Niklaus hisses, rushing his sister and grabbing her by the throat, snapping her neck in an instant before angrily storming out.

Wow. Who knew this episode was going to take so many parts to finish!?

And, I know you all think I'm probably crazy for having Brooklyn save the Scooby gang. I know I've had many reviewers say I shouldn't have Brooklyn or the Mikaelsons give them so much grace, but I kind of need the Scooby gang around for season four guys... I mean, they do play an important part to the plot... As in like, no Scooby gang, basically no plot line to TVD... Lols, so I gotta save them. Don't worry, it won't always be 'save the Scooby gang', and I won't have them always be in this story. We will actually be diverging here after some Silas drama and heading towards New Orleans, errr at some point... When ever that may be...

Anyways, yeah. Thank you for all the lovely encouragement. Keep up the lovely reviews!

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