Rebekah frowned and glanced at Klaus, watching him walk away for a moment before shifting her gaze to Elijah, silently asking for an explanation.
Elijah sighed softly and ran his hand through his neatly styled hair. "Katerina is gone. There was a certain...misunderstanding as to why that was."
Rebekah raised an eyebrow, now wondering why on earth that would cause a problem between her two brothers. "Well I unfortunately know of your interest in her." She grumbled wrinkling her nose slightly at the memory of her discovering the relationship that existed between the two back in Mystic Falls. "But I cannot understand why in the world Nik is upset she is gone. I say good riddance." She snorted leaning against the wall.
Elijah narrowed his eyes a little but didn't say much in response to her obvious dislike for Katerina. He knew it wouldn't end well even if he did. Instead he decided to focus on what she said of their brother, as he too would love to know why he was acting the way he was. "Frankly I have no idea. He all but ripped my heart out when he discovered she left. He thought I had helped her somehow."
"Did you?" Rebekah questioned crossing her arms causally.
"No." Elijah said firmly. "I did not even know she was planning on leaving. She mentioned nothing of it when I took her to dinner." He sighed softly. She didn't even say goodbye. Not that he was too worried she would stay gone for long. He was planning on finding her as soon as Rebekah was out of his sight.
Rebekah nodded thoughtfully, noticing he was in fact telling the truth. "So our dear brother has gone mental then?"
Elijah chuckled a little. "Perhaps it is the dread of impending fatherhood." He joked along with her, needing the relaxation after the stressful evening he had with his brother.
"Only Niklaus could possibly see this as a bad thing." Rebekah mumbled, her tone growing serious as she lowered her gaze. "Some of us would give anything to have a family of our own."
Elijah's own playful expression faded when he heard his sister. It was no secret that ever since Rebekah was a child, all she wanted was to find love and have a family. Back then it wasn't that surprising, considering it was most of what was common for women to do. But when they turned and times began changing, Rebekah's desires never changed. She simply wanted to experience the mundane life everyone else seemed to. Personally he thought it was beautiful. However he also knew it was a lost cause. There were many reasons why the two of them could never truly be happy. "I am certain Niklaus will appreciate and care for this child once the time comes. I've read that women become mothers when they first discover they are expecting. Men become fathers when they see their child for the first time." He at least hoped that's what would happen to his brother. If this didn't manage to change his ways, he wasn't sure what would.
"Well let's simply hope you're right then." Rebekah said leaning off the wall, getting ready to go back to Hayley's room. "Oh and try not to get into any more fights tonight. If you're going to search for Katherine like I know you are, keep it to yourself."
Elijah chuckled, slightly surprised Rebekah could know him so well. Then again, his feelings for Katerina had never been a secret. "Not to worry. I am not planning on speaking to him for the rest of the night and possibly the morning. Not until he calms down and learns to listen to others. Which we both know will never happen, therefore I shall settle with calming down."
Rebekah snorted and nodded in agreement. "Ah yes. The imaginary day when our brother finally decides to listen to others instead of himself." She sighed dramatically and gently patted Elijah's shoulder before heading out of the room and towards Hayley's, wanting to finish their conversation.
Elijah looked around the empty bedroom and sighed softly, soon making his way down the staircase. He was determined to find her and bring her back.
"Don't bother searching for her. I already looked all over The French Quarter. She's gone." Klaus spoke up from the living room couch and then took a sip of the whiskey glass he was holding. "I'm not exactly sure how she managed to get out of the city so quickly but after spending centuries looking for her, I cannot say I'm surprised." Human or vampire, dying or not, he knew if Katerina wanted something done she would find a way to do it.
Elijah blinked, hearing Klaus. He had barely even noticed he was there. Though upon listening to him, he was now even more worried for the woman he loved, and more confused with his brother's actions. "Why were you searching for her?" He questioned raising an eyebrow.
"For the same reason I offered her shelter." Klaus answered simply and finished his drink. "Because it is the middle of the night and if Marcel's vampires get a hold of her, she'll be torn to pieces, and I personally do not feel like dealing with more bodies. However there is nothing for you to worry about. She isn't in the city."
Elijah listened to him speak, but it was obvious that anything coming out of his mouth at this point was a lie. Still he didn't call him out on it. Mainly because his priority right now was to find his Katerina and bring her back safely. "How do you know she isn't in the city? She didn't just run from you Niklaus. She was quite good at hiding too."
"Believe me, if she was here I would know. I searched the entirety of The French Quarter, using this." He said reaching into his pocket and pulling out a simple black hair tie.
Elijah frowned when he caught sight of the object. "You were tracking her." He stated.
"Yes well, what is the point of being a hybrid if I don't put it to good use?" Klaus replied casually and then proceeded to pour himself another drink.
"So finding Katerina is a good use of your abilities then?"
Klaus narrowed his eyes at him, already not liking where this conversation was headed. "Are you attempting to repeat that ridiculous accusation you tried to imply earlier? Because if so, let me stop you right there. Yes I was tracking her. Because as I mentioned to you, I do not want to deal with her body later. And as I told her the first night I offered to let her stay, if anyone is going to give her a bloody death it will be me. Not Marcel's obnoxious vampires who barely understand compulsion let alone how to properly torture and kill someone."
"I'm not accusing you of anything." Elijah said simply. He knew it was the path of least resistance for him to take. Especially if their argument a few minutes ago was anything to go by. "However if you are done searching for her then I will take my shot at it."
"I told you she isn't here." Klaus said firmly and downed his drink before setting the empty glass down on the table.
"Well forgive me if I don't exactly take your word for it." Elijah muttered, still choosing to walk toward the front door.
Klaus rolled his eyes and casually leaned back on the couch. "If you want to waste your time go ahead. You won't find her." He called picking up his glass once more and getting himself another drink.
Elijah successfully ignored his brother and instead exited the house, determined to not return until he found the woman he loved. They didn't discuss the nature of their relationship just yet. But he was confident that they were headed in the right direction. Just as he was confident he would find a way to prevent her from dying. What kind of a man would he be if he simply gave up now?
Once Klaus was sure Elijah was far enough from the house, he set his untouched glass of whiskey back on the table and stood up, instantly heading for the door. A double check never hurt anyone after all. Maybe there was something he missed. And even if she truly had left the city, she couldn't have gotten far. He'd just have to look for the nearest motel and he'd find her. The only thing that troubled him at the moment, was not knowing what he would do when he did find her. Or, perhaps he did know. And perhaps what truly troubled him, was not knowing why he wanted to bring her back to his home.
He knew Elijah couldn't have been more wrong when he accused him of caring for her. But in a way he did care. Not for her in general, rather for their relationship. She has always been one of his oldest enemies. And now she was going to die. Not by his own hand like he always imagined it. He supposed he felt conflicted. However he was still able to explain to himself why he wanted her back. If he wasn't going to kill her, then he could at least watch her die. That couldn't happen if she suddenly disappeared from his life again. Which was why he was determined to spend as long as it took until he found her.