No spanking/just mouth soaping/references
"Kol, I'm not sure Henrik is going to make it. His pulse is so weak," Freya gasped to her younger brother.
"Let me give him my blood," Kol said biting into wrist and pressing it to Henrik's mouth.
"Thank you," Freya sobbed, breaking down.
"They will get here in time. Henrik, please. Bróðir, live," Kol hadn't spoken in Old Norse for many years. A flood of memories washed over him. He wished the strongest wasn't the night that Henrik had been torn to pieces by the wolves.
Finn was upstairs with Tyler. Tyler was trying to show him how to use the remote control for the television again. As Tyler was ready to bang his head against the wall, or Finn's really, the door from the garage opened.
"Thank God!" Tyler muttered.
"Son, we're home!" Klaus said putting down his bags and going to hug Tyler.
Elijah carefully greeted Finn, then Finn noticed the other man standing there awkwardly.
"Faðir?" Finn gasped standing slowly.
"Yes, Finn? It's me. You look just like you did as a boy," Mikael sobbed holding out his arms.
Elijah and Klaus looked at each other in shock in see Mikael so emotional.
Finn stepped closed and they grasped each other's forearms.
Kol heard them and came up, "Hurry, Henrik's dying. Call the Strix."
Elijah dialed a number on his phone, though he assumed they already knew they were here. Elijah suspected that the Strix cadre of witches were causing this folly. He had to get to the bottom of it as soon as he could.
Klaus and Elijah went downstairs to see Henrik.
"Líthverrr katinn draggeð inn!" Kol muttered.
"What?" Tyler asked.
"I said, 'Look who the cat dragged in,'" Kol repeated, giving Mikael a hard look.
"Kol," Mikael said, still clasping Finn.
"So Father, are you here to kill us or something new?" Kol said pouring two glasses of blood and offering one to Mikael.
To his surpise, Mikael took it, they all knew that Mikael prided himself on only drinking vampire blood.
"Thank you. I know you are angry, Kol. I cannot blame you. All I ask is that you give me a chance to prove myself," Mikael said, wiping his face quickly.
"Sure, why the hell not? Father, this is Tyler. Tyler, this is Mikael the Destroyer, the Vampire who hunts Vampires," Kol smirked.
"Tyler, call me Mikael. Kol, would you take me to see Freya and Henrik, please," Mikael asked after shaking Tyler's hand.
"Finn, can we talk when I come up?" Mikael inquired politely.
Kol wasn't sure how much of this good guy act he could take, 'please', 'call me Mikael', did he get a lobotomy at Cern?
"This way. By the way, mate, there is also a dungeon down here. Just in case, you try to stake us or bust out your handy-dandy whip," Kol quipped.
"I shall try not to do so. I assure you. How is Henrik? I heard he is in bad shape?" Mikael asked.
"Aye, but I'm sure he is better than he was the last time you saw him," Kol said quickly.
"Oh Kol, I didn't protect him from those beasts. And I had us all cursed...yet now we have another chance," Mikael shared.
"Who protected us from you? I can't do this now, mate. I do not know what you want here, but if you hurt anyone in this family every again, I will spent the rest of my immortal life making you suffer. Do you understand me, 'Mikael'?" Kol hissed backing him up to the wall near where Henrik was.
Elijah vamped over and pulled Kol away, "Come on, Kol. He's not worth it. Tell me how everything has been going."
Mikael saw her hair first. It took him back to the last time he saw he when she was just a little girl. He almost fell to his knees.
Freya turned and saw her father and her breath caught in her throat. This was the day she dreamt of so often. If it had only come earlier, much earlier.
"My dóttir, please forgive me. I did not know. I thought you dead," Mikael said crossing the floor to hold her. The years melted away and for a moment, they were both happy just to be reunited.
Kol felt a stab of jealousy in seeing this. Klaus was numb and paranoid that Mikael would slaughter them all in their beds. Elijah was worried about Klaus and Kol.
Then, they all heard a small sound.
"Þat var vargrr..." Henrik croaked. His face was pale, but his green eyes were opened now.
"It was a wolf?" Klaus repeated.
Henrik was now speaking faster.
"I don't think he knows who we are," Elijah said.
Mikael bent down and called his name.
"Henrik, it's me. Faðir," Mikael said.
"He wants to know why I look so old," Mikael said laughing and crying.
"It's like he's..." Kol started.
"Still stuck in the night he died," Klaus finished.
In the Old Tongue, Klaus said, "Henrik, it is Niklaus. Brother, you were hurt and slept for many years. You are back now but all has changed. You must eat."
Freya went to him and introduced herself since Henrik never knew her. He was able to sit up and start to eat.
Elijah said, "So the Strix witches have healed him. What is to stop them from pulling this again?"
Mikael replied, "I will be the first to admit that I don't trust Tristan. They want to use our blood to become as strong as Originals themselves. With science and the strong magic of their de facto coven that they call the Sisters, they may be successful. They need us in case any unforeseen situations arise. Also, never forget that we hold the lives of our sire lines in our hands. They cannot kill us, but they can try to imprison us."
"We shall make sure that does not happen. I know in Ester's line, the most powerful witches are the first born daughter, however, Finn and Henrik here are untapped witches. Though, untrained, if we needed to, we could use them as an anchor," Freya revealed.
Elijah replied, "Henrik looks like he is getting tired again. Freya, why don't you show Father around. I'll stay here with our youngest brother. Father, we have a guest house or there is a room here you can use. It is up to you."
"Thank you, Elijah, Niklaus. I'm sure you all be more comfortable with me in the guesthouse, if it is not too much trouble," Mikael replied.
"Be careful there, the last residents who lived there, were turned to cinders," Kol spouted.
In unison, Freya, Elijah, and Klaus all said, "Kol!"
"Sorry, can no one take a bloody joke anymore?" Kol said stalking out of the room.
"Hey Dad, glad you're back," Tyler said from the couch in his room.
"Me, too. You have no idea how glad I am to be back," Klaus said joining him.
"So, your dad?" Tyler started.
"Weird, huh? He hunts us for 900 years and now he is trying to make amends. The good news is that the evil organization that brought our father to us, can tamp down on your aggression. It may take a little longer, but if they get Rebekah and Kol's blood, they said they can also help Jeremy!" Klaus shared gladly.
"Whoa, that fucking-, I mean freaking, awesome," Tyler shouted.
Klaus smiled at Tyler's happiness. The boys needed to be back together. School was starting soon and he wanted them all here.
"Kol and Freya said you were a big help to them with Finn and Henrik," Klaus offered.
"I tried. Finn is kind of a pain in the ass, but I'm trying," Tyler confessed.
"Speaking of, pain in the asses, what happened when you got in trouble? I know you already got punished for it, but I did warn you that-," Klaus started.
"Yeah, yeah, I'd get twice what they gave me," Tyler quipped.
"Hey, mister. Watch the attitude or we can make it triple," Klaus retorted lightly.
"Oh damn," Tyler laughed.
"This cursing? One more slip and we're going in the bathroom to wash out that mouth, got it," Klaus said pulling Tyler into a side hug.
"Yes, sir. Sorry. So basically, Caroline was freaking out and telling me that I had to get to the Grill quickly, so I kind of..." Tyler's face flushed in shame remembering how his had mislead his aunt and uncle about his whereabouts.
"Go on, son," Klaus encouraged.
"...made it seem like I had permission from Aunt Freya to go when Uncle Kol asked me where I was going. Then, I went to the Grill, but we ended up on the old Lockwood property where a murder had taken place. I tried to kiss Caroline, but she wanted to search the place. I got mad and left her alone in the dark and found this old cellar with all these weird chains. Car found me and I freaked. I used the talisman and passed out," Tyler blurted out the story as quickly as possible.
Klaus was troubled by several things in the story.
"So did they ever find the murderer?" Klaus inquired.
"Not to my knowledge, my mom and Sheriff Forbes though it was a werewolf attack, but it wasn't on the full moon. The body was headless," Tyler shared.
"And you left Caroline alone and ran off because she wouldn't return your affections? Were you hoping to have a romantic encounter in this cellar, young man?" Klaus glared.
"Dad, I'm going to be honest. We've had sex before. What's the big deal? Caroline's not a prude so if she did it once, why not multiple times? It's not really your concern," Tyler ranted. He really didn't think his sex life was anyone's business.
"Let me tell you something you may not know. When a werewolf gets a female pregnant, she can turn into a werewolf after. Did you have protection on you?" Klaus asked sternly, knowing the answer.
Tyler was really getting put out. He didn't like the direction this conversation was going.
"No, goddammit, I didn't. What? Afraid you're going to have little grand baby wolf pups? Did you ever hear of abortion?" Tyler scoffed.
"Tyler, I do not know where you got some of these ideas, but I want you to listen carefully to me. Can you calm down and do that right now?" Klaus asked seriously, breathing slowly.
"No, because I'm just gonna get my ass beat for being a normal kid. It's not fucking fair," Tyler raged.
"Okay, let's try this, I'm going to ask you to join me in the bathroom for your mouth soaping and some time in the corner. When you settle down, we can talk calmly. If you can't, we will talk with you over my knee. Understand?" Klaus said quietly.
Tyler bit her lip and nodded.
Klaus grabbed his hand and told Tyler to sit on the counter. He unwrapped a small hotel sized bar of soap and grabbed a wash cloth. He wet the soap and lathered it while Tyler watched with big eyes. Klaus folded the wash cloth and said, "Open, please." He scrubbed the cloth along Tyler's tongue and mouth for a few seconds covering the inside. Tyler was gagging. Klaus then took the wash rag out and popped the lathered bar in and told Tyler to bit down. Klaus then led Tyler over to the corner of the bathroom and gently push him in so his nose was pressed up the corner.
When Klaus thought of the sex comments, he was very tempted to peel down Tyler's sweats and spank him while he was in the corner. Klaus knew that would be more about the venting of his irritation rather than getting the boy's attention to hear what he needed to say.
After two minutes, Klaus told Tyler he could spit and rinse. Tyler did so eagerly. He knew that the soapy residue taste would remain for a while longer.
"Can we sit down and talk without the curses and ugliness?" Klaus asked.
Tyler nodded, on the verge of tears.
"Okay, Tyler. First of all, you always need to use protection. Abortion is not birth control. It is a woman's choice, but you also have the choice not to 'spread your seed' so to speak. Please, be smart and safe. Secondly, just because you had relations with someone once, doesn't give you the right to ever have it again without consent. Even a husband or wife could be assaulted if pushed to do something without their consent. Thirdly, you really put Caroline in an unsafe position. If there was a murderer on the loose and you leave her alone while you run off and do your thing, and something happened, you would never forgive yourself. I'm not saying it is better to kill her yourself, but you never should have assumed you have the right to have sex with anyone else. Lastly, I'm sorry, son, but no lady wants to have sex in some filthy, disgusting cellar at night while looking for a killer that you two had no business looking for," Klaus concluded.
Tyler nodded, letting some tears slip down his face.
"I guess when I want something, I will just do anything to get it despite the consequences," Tyler said bitterly. "Instead of impressing Caroline, she hadn't spoken to me since that night."
"I'm sorry, son. I hope you two can work it out. I can tell how much you care about her. Also, the relations will be better if you actually have a relationship, if you catch my drift," Klaus smirked.
"Since we were kids, Caroline always used to joke that we were going to grow up and get married. She even used to have names for our twins. I guess I just took her for granted and used her. Maybe I'll call her again tomorrow," Tyler considered.
"That's a good idea. Do you want to talk about anything else? I know you didn't want to talk about some of that stuff in the first place," Klaus smiled.
"No, I think I'm good, except for the awful taste in my mouth," Tyler replied.
"You deserved every bit of that. Come here, you know you don't have get a sore butt to have me hug you," Klaus said pulling him over into his arms and squeezing him. Klaus rocked him a minute and then let him go with a swat.
"Okay, go to bed. We can talk about this more. This shouldn't be the end of the discussion, but the beginning."
"Thanks, Dad. Love you," Tyler said, wondering what he kids with Caroline would look like. He hoped they would have a boy and a girl. First though, Car had to start taking his calls again.