Pairing: Klaus/Henrik (M/m) hand
Vanessa Monroe pulled into the parking lot with fifteen minutes to spare. She was not a morning person. At the Duke University, the first class she taught hadn't been until 10 am. However, now that she was a high school teacher, she had to be there much earlier. Her real purpose in being at Mystic Fall High School was to hunt vampires.
"Hey Alaric, you beat me here!" she called to the only other teacher she knew on staff.
"Hi Vanessa, by barely a minute. My wife made me this huge breakfast and made me stay there until I ate all of it. I might explode," Alaric said holding his stomach.
"Congrats, by the way. That's so great that you had such a small wedding. So much better that way. Hey, any action around here lately," Vanessa whispered.
"Oh, you mean hunting wise? Nope, there was a possible werewolf attack a few weeks back, but it wasn't on the full moon. Cops think it could just be your regular garden variety murderer. The town quit pumping vervain in the water supply due to the expense. No other animals attacks, and things have been pretty quiet," Alaric lied. Vanessa had no idea that his best friend Damon was a vamp and that his nephew lives with a whole house full of supernaturals. Vanessa also didn't remember that she had been compelled to forget the hunter attack on the Mikaelson mansion. In her mind, none of it ever happened. Alaric's main aim was just to throw her off track to keep the supernaturals in his life safer. His first wife, Isobel, had been Vanessa's mentor. Vanessa still believed that vampires killed her and she was out for revenge. If she only knew the truth!
"Bells gonna ring. We'll have you over for dinner soon. Let me know if you need anything," Alaric called as he trotted to his history classroom.
Klaus had called Alaric to let him know that Kol was not going to be able to attend as a student. He asked Alaric to help keep an eye on Tyler, Jeremy, and Matt during the day in case the Strix or other hunters attacked. Freya and Rebekah had their hands full with Henrik and Finn. It was pretty clear now that those two were not ready for school, so Kol would stay with them.
Klaus filled Alaric in on Davina Claire. He was a little concerned that the former Harvest witch may cause problems and draw attention to them. Alaric promised that he would keep an eye on her in particular. They thought they had Vanessa under control. The Originals could have compelled her to leave, but they didn't want to tip off the town council that they were on to them. Plus, it was likely she was back on vervain.
"So, see any new transfers that look good?" Matt said to Tyler in their first period class, looking for any new girls.
"No, I'm going to see if I can catch Caroline at some point to see if she will talk to me in person, since she still won't take my calls," Tyler said breaking his pencil in half.
"Glad you're dropping the Davina thing. I'm telling you, man, things at home are going to be heating up if Marcel doesn't come back soon. Kol and Davina just seem to be really into each other," Matt revealed.
"Yeah, I feel like Rebekah is oblivious or just too caught up trying to help Henrik and Finn," Tyler agreed.
"Henrik is just a little brat at times. I know crap must be really weird for him, but the more they baby him, the worse he gets. Uncle Elijah needs to straighten that kid out. I mean, I think Dad feels guilty that he caused him to die, but that is not excuse to let the kid freak out all the time," Matt stated in a whisper as the teacher started the class.
"I know," Tyler agreed absentmindedly, his mind was still on Caroline.
They got out their notebooks and started taking notes.
"Elena, Bonnie, Caroline, this is Davina. She's here from New Orleans. Bonnie, you and she might have a lot in common, if you get my drift," Jeremy explained at lunch.
"Hi Davina, it must be so boring here compared to New Orleans, huh?" Elena started.
"Oh no, I really like it. People in New Orleans can be total 'witches.' Mystic Falls is much better. So Elena, you're Jeremy's brother?" Davina asked trying to figure out the living arrangement.
"Yeah, it's a long story. I sort of live with my boyfriend and his brother. You'll met Stefan later. He comes and goes as he pleases," Elena rolled her eyes.
Bonnie pulled her aside to talk witch business.
"Has Freya talked to you about our little coven?" Bonnie inquired. Bonnie filled her in on the Bennett witches and asked Davina to join them. This way Davina would be anchored and could do bigger spells again.
"Honestly, Bonnie. Freya has her hands full with Finn and Henrik. They are both a little weird and out of it. I've been trying to think of a spell that might help. Any ideas?" Davina asked.
"Let me go through my Gram's old grimoire," Bonnie promised.
"Car, can I talk to you? Please, I know you're mad. I get it. Just give me a second to explain and if you never want to talk to me again-fine," Tyler pleaded as Caroline walked ahead of him.
She turned on her heel and stopped. Tyler almost ran into her. She smelled his cologne and looked into his eyes. His sometimes abrasive personality sometimes hid the fact that he was really quite handsome, she thought.
"What?" Caroline snapped.
"That night, the property. I was all messed up. It turns out these Strix witches were messing with me to get to my family. I mean, that wasn't all of it. I freaked out and I should never have left you like that. I'm sorry. Believe me, I am," Tyler blurted out quickly, not knowing when she would walk off again.
"So it wasn't all you?" Caroline asked, shaking her blond head to the side.
"No, I was under some kind of spell to trigger my curse. If I didn't run away..." Tyler stopped, realizing this was hard to explain.
"You could have killed me. That's why you grabbed hold of that necklace?" Caroline added.
"Yes, and thank you for getting me home. I mean, they weren't real happy with me and I'm sure the sheriff was pissed, too," Tyler admitted.
"You could say that. She has barely let me out of the house since," Caroline shared.
"Yeah, I am sorry. Can you forgive me? Most of the stuff that was going on is over. I still get a little testy around the full moon, but I don't worry about offing anyone and triggering my werewolf curse," Tyler confessed.
"Oh Ty, I didn't know you were going through all this. Why didn't you tell me?" Caroline scolded hugging him around the neck so he couldn't breathe.
"I tried," he gasped. In typical Caroline fashion, she continued to scold him for not filling her in although she had been ignoring him for weeks. All least she was talking to him now, he mused to himself.
Freya was researching spells to lessen Henrik's painful memory of his death. She knew she couldn't totally wipe his memory or he wouldn't know the rest of the family. But if she did nothing, he would keep suffering these episodes. He hadn't fled again, but he was getting more and more difficult to deal with. Finn was the only one he would talk to. They often spoke in low tones in the Old Tongue so no one overheard them. The Originals could not compel either boy because they still were witches from Ester's side.
"Finn, are you happy to be back a human? I could start to try to teach you some spells if you like," Freya asked. She was in her lab. Henrik was sleeping on her couch and she was trying some different herbs on Finn. With him, she was trying to help him remember some of the past, which was blurry and unclear to him.
"Oh yes, sister. I am most grateful to not thirst for blood, to not hear heart beats and feel everything so intensely. Yet, I am starting to remember more. The century after I fled with our siblings. I wasn't happy. I only stayed because of the vow which I grew to hate," Finn explained shamefully.
"Always and forever is a long time, brother," Kol said walking in on the conversation.
"Yes, I recall how you wanted to leave Niklaus and go off on your own. Elijah and Rebekah would never let you. If it were me, I am not sure how hard they would have fought to keep me," Finn admitted sadly.
"Finn, you did try to leave too. That's why Nik daggered you in the first place, to keep you. He never meant to keep it in so long, but we always seemed to be fleeing. That was in part my fault. I was so angry at losing my magic. It was like when I was cut off from nature, I revolted against it. I wanted to destroy any creature who could die, because I could not. There were times when I wanted it to end," Kol fumed.
"Kol, we were never that close, you were so much younger than me. You were always fun and full of mischief while I was dull and dreary. I never understood you. But the truth is, is that I was jealous. You made people laugh, the only person who liked me was Mother," Finn said with a bitter laugh.
"I loved you, Finn," Freya cut in.
"When you were a child. What I am trying to say is that it is coming back to me, my old life. I made mistakes. I have been given another chance to live and I hope that you will all give me a second chance, though I am not sure I deserve it," Finn remarked.
"Finn, if this family can forgive my excesses and faults, Klaus' paranoia and daggerings, and Mikael's past, then we can forgive your mere judgment and condemnation. I swear to you, we will try, brother," Kol said kneeling down and taking his hand.
"Sister, this body is full of emotions that I have perhaps never had. The energy, the lack of focus and coordination, is there anyway, you could speed my aging?" Finn asked.
"I do not know, Finn. You may be forced to have to stay at this age. I am loathe to do something that may have deadly consequences, until we know more," Freya shared.
Henrik woke up on the couch and stared at them.
"Hey, mate," Kol said going over to him.
"Kol, where is the village? Are the wolves still near?" Henrik asked softly.
"Henrik, this is the village now. What we had before has been long gone. When you are feeling better, we shall take you there to show you. The wolves now walk free, but will never hurt you again. I promise. Come, let us get something to eat," Kol said carefully.
"I want to see the village now," Kol said more forcefully.
"Finn, can you take him upstairs. I need to talk to Freya. Thanks, mate," Kol said watching them go.
Freya watched with worried eyes,"I am not sure he can handle seeing this new world yet. Oh Kol, it's like he's lost his parents, his village, his house, and just has us. He called me 'mother' again last night. Mikael said I look like she did when she was younger."
"He's bloody lucky you're not Mother or she would thrash him soundly with her giant cooking spoon for this new attitude he's developing. I feel for him, too. But maybe we need to stand up to his tantrums a little more. But then he looks at you with those sad eyes and...God, we need Elijah back," Kol lamented.
"Giant cooking spoon, eh? I guess I didn't just miss out on sunshine and roses growing up with Dahlia. She forced me to do all the cooking," Freya laughed seeing Kol wince.
"It smarted like hell. All of us got whacked with it, except Finn, because Finn used to tell on us constantly. That, I'm not sure I can forgive him for, the other stuff, fine. It sure is odd seeing him younger. I mean, he's still our older brother, but he's your younger brother so if he does something...," Kol smirked.
"Kol Mikaelson, stop your evil thoughts. He has been through enough. I mean he's a little boy again, but...," Freya laughed trying to hit him on the arm.
"But what? Isn't that the way it works in this family? The older is in charge of the younger? Beating the devil out of them when necessary? Just saying it would be some poetic justice for all the times when my arse got thrown under the proverbial cart," Kol argued, dodging her punches.
"So you're saying Elijah can deal with Klaus, and you can deal with Rebekah?" Freya pressed.
"Okay, maybe not. Because our hybrid brother may be stronger than Elijah, and Rebekah is barely a year younger than me. Truth be told, she has always been more mature and she would bloody claw me eyes out if I tried to even tell her off. All I'm saying is, if Finn gets out of line, you're technically the only one who can deal with him!" Kol laughed as she tried to smack him again.
"That means you are also on my list, mister, so watch it," Freya huffed now out of breath.
"I've been as good as gold, but fine. I better go help those lads. They keep puttin' metal in the microwave," Kol said vamping out.
Freya put down her herbs. She was afraid to try to age Finn up, but he would be doomed to repeat his teenage years in this modern world. He would need much direction and support, but she couldn't be the only one to shoulder that. Freya had just been loosed on the current world herself. She was learning how to navigate it everyday. Sometimes may have to change in family dynamics.
After school, Rebekah waited for Davina and the boys.
"So, how was it?" Rebekah asked, pushing some snacks in front of them.
"Wash your hands!" Klaus yelled coming in.
"Fine," was all anyone said until Tyler admitted that Caroline and he had made up.
"So that new teacher, the hunter, Miss Monroe, is pretty nice. She was a college professor from Duke," Jeremy shared.
"Yeah, not typical MFHS staff. Jer, you liked her. She already yelled at me for talking and I literally didn't say a word. I can't stand her. Also, Alaric seems like he is going to pile on the work this semester," Matt whined.
"That's good to hear," Klaus smiled. "Now, I expect you all to stay on top of your studies. Elijah is not here to check your work, but I shall help. Matt, any math tonight?"
"Yup, first day. My life is pretty much over. Already have two pages," Matt groaned.
"Well, you can take a break and then get to it. I don't want to hear that television blaring until it is done alright?" Klaus warned.
"Yes, sir," Matt said overwhelmed.
"Dude, stop being a baby. I'll help you," Tyler said.
"Davina, how was your day, luv?" Rebekah prompted again.
"It was nice. Jeremy, your sister and her friends are really cool. They invited us to the Mystic...," Davina drifted, forgetting the name.
"Grill. Everyone is going. If that is okay?" Jeremy said looking at Klaus.
"Of course. However, Kol would you join them? I don't like the idea of them going alone," Klaus added.
"Yes, brother. I don't mind," Kol said winking at Davina. Klaus caught the glance. Davina sure favored short, tight clothing. Klaus thought to have a word with his sister about it, but she might get all feminist on him. Maybe Marcel would have some thoughts about his ward showing off her cleavage? At times, Klaus thought the Harvest witch was a little too sassy for his liking. His dear sister seemed to encourage that attitude. Not his problem, Klaus told himself.
Jeremy and Matt joined Finn and Henrik sitting down in the great room watching tv.
"Hey guys, can I change the channel? This is the Home Shopping Network. It's more for old ladies who want to buy junk," Jeremy said grabbing the remote.
"You should like it then, Gilbert!" Matt joked, reacting over to hit Jeremy with a throw pillow.
Henrik didn't react. Jeremy and Matt started laughing over something that happened earlier and all of a sudden Henrik attacked Jeremy. He pulled his hair and started yelling something. Matt was able to pull him off and Klaus and Rebekah ran in.
"What in the devil happened?" Klaus hollered running over to where Henrik was. He took him from Matt as the boy was still thrashing around.
"Dad, I seriously didn't do anything. I just changed the channel and he freaked out," Jeremy said holding his head where he had a small scratch.
"Are you okay?" Klaus asked Jeremy as Rebekah took him in the kitchen to get a bandaid.
"Jesus, that freaked me out," Matt said. Finn seemed shocked.
"I do not know what happened either. The boy was not at fault," Finn said looking toward Jeremy.
"It's okay," Klaus said. He picked up a still thrashing Henrik and took him upstairs. He put him on his feet and tried to get him to walk. He asked Rebekah to see if she could send up Freya.
"Jeremy, I'm sorry. Are you sure you're alright?" Klaus repeated to Jeremy who was sitting at the counter getting his cut cleaned.
"Come, Henrik. Enough!" Klaus yelled at the boy continued to hit and kick him. Klaus felt for his brother's plight, but enough was enough. He never remembered him acting like this before. Of course, with Mikael around they hardly dared to breathe wrong. But when Mikael was away, they let their guard down a little. Never like this, though. Their mother had six children with Freya gone and Klaus could never recall any of them behaving like Henrik was.
Klaus finally just picked him up and carried him up the steps and to the bedroom he shared with Finn. He put him down carefully on the bed and let him thrash around.
"It was mine," Klaus thought he heard him say.
"What, Henrik? The remote control? Is that what you are angry about?" Klaus inquired.
"It was mine," Henrik shrieked. Klaus thought, this boy is out of it. He heard the door open and Freya came in with a tray holding a cup of tea with a straw.
"Freya, thank you. I think he is angry that Jeremy took the remote. I'm not sure," Klaus shared.
"Henrik, settle down now. Here, drink this tea. It will help you," Freya said helping Henrik to sit up. He almost knocked the tea out of Freya's hand. Klaus caught it with his fast reflexes.
"Henrik, you drink this now or you're getting a spanking. Do you understand me?" Freya said sharply, her face reddening. Klaus had gotten up to shut the door. As Freya raised the straw again, Henrik turned quickly and bit her hand. Freya shrieked in pain and dropped the tea all over the both of them. The cup rolled across the room.
"Are you okay, sister?" Klaus gasped seeing the bloody wound.
"If you don't spank him soundly right now, I'm going to," Freya gasped, holding up her bloody hand.
"You're right," Klaus announced. They couldn't wait for Elijah to come in and be the bad guy. Klaus had to step up and help his youngest brother. He sat down on the other side of Henrik who was now yelling again.
Klaus grabbed Henrik by the waist and said, "You do not bite and attack your family."
He pulled down Henrik's shorts and underpants and ignored the look of shock and rage on his face. Klaus then laid the struggling figure over his lap so that his white pale backside was over Klaus' right knee.
Smack! Klaus was using only a small fraction of his strength but his hand cracked down against both of Henrik's mounds as the same time. The already howling boy howled louder with a fierce rage.
Swat! Swat!
"You need to stop," Klaus said firmly, spanking him again harder.
Henrik tried to get up, but Klaus used his left arm to restrain him. Henrik screamed and kicked as Klaus peppered his small backside with smacks. Henrik finally stopped screaming and started sobbing when Klaus started targeting the under curve of his backside over and over again.
Henrik threw a hand back and Klaus raised his arm and pinned it underneath. Klaus continued the spanking until Henrik's backside looked pink all over. He swatted in a random pattern made sure that he got each area. Klaus paused and looked at Freya. She had wrapped her hand in a clean undershirt and the blood was soaking through.
"Is there anything you want to say to Freya, Henrik?" Klaus said rubbing his back. The boys breathing was hitched and ragged from crying.
Whack! Whack! Whack!
"Young man, you are going to have a very long night if you do not start cooperating," Klaus lectured about to continue swatting him when he heard him speak.
"Sorry, Freya. Did not mean to hurt you," Henrik sobbed out.
Freya came over and took his hands.
"Thank you, Henrik. You bit me very hard. That was naughty of you. I think you knew better didn't you?" Freya asked quietly.
Klaus cracked his behind again when the boy refused to answer his sister.
Smack
"Yes!" Henrik belted out as his legs kicked out . Each fresh smack seemed to be more painful on his already burning backside.
"Why did you attack Jeremy?" Klaus asked.
"He stole my toy. It was mine," Henrik admitted.
Freya and Klaus exchanged a glance.
Freya said, "Henrik, the remote is for everyone. You need to share it. And we do not attack someone when we are upset. You talk about it."
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
"Do you understand why you are getting a spanking, Henrik?" Klaus asked now patting Henrik's backside.
"I was bad and hurt people," Henrik wailed.
"Brother, you were not bad, but you did a bad thing. You will tell Jeremy you are sorry. We love you very much and are grateful you have been returned to us. But we cannot let you misbehave like this anymore. If it takes spanking you more often to make that clear, then you are going to be sitting on a very sore bottom," Klaus warned. He decided to lightly and slowly smack him for another minute to wrap up the punishment. Smack. Smack. Smack.
Klaus glanced at Freya to see if she thought he had enough. She nodded and was tempted to run and go get Henrik some healing salve, but her hand ached enough to remind her that maybe the lesson needed to sink in more.
"Henrik, I'm going to let you up now. If you start acting up or trying to attack us, you are going right back over my knee for another spanking. Do you understand?" Klaus asked patting Henrik's red, throbbing behind.
"Yes, Niklaus," Henrik said.
Klaus helped him stand. The boy's pants and underwear were at his ankles. He knew this would hurt but he pulled them both up carefully as Henrik clutched at his aching cheeks. He hissed and whined as the material brushed against his spanked bottom.
"There, I know that hurts. Come here," Klaus said pulling Henrik into a hug. Henrik was still rubbing and crying a little. Klaus kissed his head and told him to go to Freya. He seemed reluctant. Klaus swatted his thigh softly and the boy went to her. She hugged him the best she could with her injured hand. He took her hand and frowned as if he was surprised he did that.
"I love you, Henrik. When you hurt, we hurt. Talk to you and tell us what you need and we will try to get it for you. However, if we say no, you need to respect that," Freya said hugging him again.
Klaus took him in the bathroom and washed his face and smoothed his hair down. Henrik was still a fright as his face with blotchy and he was still rubbing his backside to rub out the sting.
"Come on, you are going to go apologize to Jeremy," Klaus said leading him by the hand to the boys' room.
They were all in there, Tyler was helping Matt with the math. Jeremy was reading in bed.
"Excuse us, Henrik would like to say something to Jeremy," Klaus said pushing Henrik forward a little.
Henrik didn't say anything just rubbed his backside with his right hand. Jeremy jumped down from his bed and came over and knelt beside Henrik.
"Hey buddy, what did you want to say?" Jeremy said kindly.
"Sorry for hurting you over toy," Henrik finally sputtered out.
Jeremy looked at Klaus in confusion.
"I believe he got upset when you took the remote because he thought it was his toy?" Klaus clarified.
"Oh no, I'm sorry, dude. I didn't mean to take it from you. Next time, you can be in charge of it. I'm okay," Jeremy smiled, lightly touching the band-aid covering the scratch.
Klaus mouthed thank you to Jeremy for his understanding and guiding Henrik back out. Normally, he would have put him in bed for a rest, but the child already slept so much. He thought he should probably be around people as much as possible.
Rebekah was giving Freya a small glass of her blood in the kitchen to heal her. Henrik paled to see the bite on Freya's hand.
"Ah, there he is. Henrik, she's going to be okay. Hey, good news, everyone! Marcel and Elijah should be home no longer than Saturday. They had to have a witch curse the Crescents, but they are done with them for good. Maybe we can cook out?" Rebekah smiled.
"Oh thank goodness," Klaus breathed. He never realized how much he depended on Elijah until he was gone. He missed him and he missed Marcel.
Finn was relieved to see Henrik was in one piece. Klaus took them both outside to play ball before dinner. Klaus wondered where Kol was, he usually came out to throw around the ball, too. But Klaus guessed he was with Davina again. Marcel was not going to like this.