"You can be the light for your little girl. For Hope."

It was the last thing Camille said to him. Her very last words before death engulfed her. Her uneven breaths and tearful eyes still appeared in front of his eyes, as if mocking him. After a thousand years of a tortured existence, it was Camille that brought him that little shred of peace with and without trying. Camille was the reason Hope was alive. It was her words on the night they met that prompted Klaus to fantasize about having a child. She understood him without realizing it. She described his whole life story in mere words and encouraged him to change it, all whilst knowing him for a few minutes. She was the reason he became capable of changing it. And he was going to keep his promise to her and become everything she wanted him to. He'd be the light for his daughter.

Lucien was dead. He had avenged Camille but it did not make him feel any better. Hayley threw an Irish wake for Camille, just how she wanted it but that did not feel any better either. In his thousand years of existence, Klaus met many women and lost many of them but that loss was nowhere near the empty feeling in his chest he felt watching Camille's lifeless body in a coffin. His existence felt pointless without her. Everything felt pointless.

It was just like Hayley said, loving any of them was a death sentence. He felt guilty. He had lived for a thousand years, watched empires fall and raise, wars brew and lost, people live and die but Camille was just 25. She had just graduated from college. She wanted to live and help human people with their human problems, to travel the world, to admire art, to live but she couldn't do any of that because of him. Because he got her involved in the supernatural world. Because he allowed himself to feel for her. What was he thinking? He was Klaus Mikaelson. He couldn't afford being vulnerable. He couldn't afford having another weakness. He had far too many enemies looking for once chance to ruin him and he basically handed Camille to them. He ruined her mortal life for that little hope that maybe, just maybe he could also have a happily ever after.

Camille wasn't supposed to end up like this. She was supposed lead a human life. Get married, have kids, help humans with their human problems. She was supposed to fall in love with a human and grow old with them. He was the reason she couldn't do any of it and that guilt was eating him away. Every one noticed Klaus growing silent each passing day. He stopped interacting unless it was absolutely necessary and spent his time locked up in his bedroom. He occasionally visited Hope for she was the only person stopping him from ending himself then and there with a little shred of hope that maybe he would be reunited with Camille.

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"You will find peace."

Were the last words she heard as her uneven breathing slowly came to a halt and darkness engulfed her. She felt nothing. What was she expecting? Maybe this was afterlife. To be surrounded by darkness. Even if she won't admit, there was a little part of her, hoping to meet Sean or her Uncle Kieran but that hope was crushed every passing moment. Every passing moment seemed like forever. It felt like she was in her own personal hell.

Camille did not know how long was she in that hellhole but everything felt different when she got out. She felt... disconnected with the world. It took her a while to figure out she was a ghost but what she did not understand was how she ended up in Mystic Falls at the doorstep of the Salvatore Boarding house. She opened the door to find an extravagant living room ahead of her. Before the living room were two corridors that lead to the bedrooms, she assumed. In the living room, she found two women, one blonde and a brunette sitting opposite of one another, talking and having the time of their lives. She was about to turn around when the brunette with short hair noticed her and stood up, walking towards her.

"Wait." she called out rushing towards Camille when she turned around. Camille looked back to find the brunette with short hair approaching her while her other friend looked towards her direction skeptically.

"Who are you?" Camille queried. "Did I find peace?" she was really confused.

"What's your name?" The brunette asked in turn.

"Cami."

"How are you here, Cami?" Bonnie questioned.

"I died. Is this peace?" Camille asked

"I'm afraid not. You need to pass through me to the other side." Bonnie explained. "I'm Bonnie."

"Bonnie? As in Bonnie Bennett?"