Wednesday Evening
Mikaelson Mansion
Mystic Falls, Virginia, 2010
Just as Klaus was practically patting himself on the back for being a great parent after Dr. Camille O'Connell said Jeremy was fine, he saw Elijah waiting for him in the garage.
"Hello brother, Jeremy, good appointment? I made prime rib, but I see you got something to eat. Jeremy, can you go inside? I'd like to speak to your father alone a moment," Elijah said.
"Sure, Uncle Elijah. No problem," Jeremy said going inside quickly.
"What is it, Elijah? This couldn't wait? The therapist said Jeremy is fine. He need not go back," Klaus said.
"While you were gone, ah, I don't even know how to say this. Vanessa was taking the boys to brush their teeth and Matt was ah, 'taking a shower' so to speak. The door was unlocked and she got quite an eyeful, I don't think Finn saw anything. Henrik was too far back. I went to see what happened and I see this stack of filthy magazines and... Apparently, Matt thought he had locked the door,-" Elijah started.
"Elijah, aren't you overreacting a bit? He's 17 years old. It was unfortunate, I'll speak to him," Klaus interrupted.
"That's not what concerned me. He had his cell phone in the bathroom," Elijah said pointedly.
"Bloody hell, are you serious?" Klaus fumed.
"Indeed. It seems he used the key on your bedside table and thought he could use the phone and then put it back before you noticed it's absence," Elijah stated.
"I'm going to teach him a right proper lesson this instant," Klaus snarled, starting back into the house.
"Niklaus," Elijah said stopping him in his tracks.
"Brother, he needs to learn to mind his father," Klaus snapped.
"I already gave him a good hiding right in the bathroom. Then, I told him to take his shower and go wait in your room for you. I took his dinner up to him and let him stew in there," Elijah finished.
Klaus stopped, "Thank you, Elijah. I just can't believe Matthew would be so deceitful. And where did he get those magazines?"
"I believe there are Tyler's stash," Elijah offered.
"I suppose I have been too trusting. I thought they were deserving of privacy and some trust. I feel a like a fool. And thank you for sending Matt to my room. Losing my temper and disciplining him in front of the entire family would do no one any good. I'm calmer," Klaus took a deep breath and steadied himself.
So much for going to bed early.
Boys'Room
Since it was nearly 10 pm, most of the family was either in bed or getting there.
Klaus went to the boys' room and said good night.
"Jeremy, get ready for bed please," Klaus said.
Jeremy huffed and got out of his bed into which he had fallen into fully clothed, including his shoes.
"Hey Dad," Tyler said miserably.
"Son, long night?" Klaus asked.
"Yeah, I got so bored that I even read ahead for school, in Spanish. Hey, what happened with Matt. He's been grounded to your room all night and no one will say why," Tyler asked tossing a football above him as he lay in his bed.
"Well, this may involved you. Did you happen to lend him more pornographic magazines? Or tell him where I put the electronics drawer key?" Klaus asked slowly.
Tyler just groaned.
"You know I just heard your heart racing. Oh Tyler, this is a real problem. Where are you getting all this garbage? Is it an addiction? A porn addiction?" Klaus asked in a quiet hush.
"Jesus, no, Dad. It's like what people do now. I'm sorry. I'll get rid of everything. The truth is that I found them in my dad's stash of stuff at my old house in the floorboard. There was some booze, all these porn, coins, and old papers. I couldn't show my mom, right?" Tyler justified.
"Tyler, I've asked you about this before and you lied. I want you to think about how I am supposed to trust you? Because right now, I'm having a really hard time of it," Klaus acknowledged.
"Dad, I'm sorry. Please don't be mad," Tyler begged.
"It's not about me being angry with you. It's about you lying and doing things that you know you shouldn't. This conversation isn't over. Now lights out and go to bed. I love you," Klaus said softening.
"Okay, love you, too," Tyler replied.
"Goodnight, Jeremy," Klaus called through the door.
Klaus' Quarters
Matt felt like he had been having the worst night. Elijah had sent Kol up with a food tray for him. He ate with Kol at the little table. They didn't talk about why Matt was here, though Matt assumed Kol knew.
It was torture to not be able to watch tv. It was like he was trapped alone with his thoughts. He could have just turned it on to pass the time or opened the drawer with the other cell phones and used Jeremy's or Tyler's. Elijah still had Matt's phone. But there was a good chance his dad would find out. Matt never realized how much the average person must lie a day. Being a vampire was like being a human lie detector machine...
Matt kept reliving the memory of Vanessa walking in on him over and over again. He really didn't think she saw anything, but with the magazines and everything out, there was no denying it. Then, his face flamed as he wondered if everyone heard Elijah spanking him in the bathroom. Matt knew that he had been shouting, but it had hurt. The suddenness of it, the shock was brutal. There was still an ache at the top of his thighs, nothing like before though.
The door opened, it was Klaus, finally.
"Hi Dad," Matt choked out.
"Hello, Matt, I heard it was a bit of a rough night," Klaus said frowning.
Matt could do nothing but hang his head.
"Matthew, Elijah filled me in. I am not too pleased with you, as you can imagine. But it is already well past your bedtime. I'm going to go take a shower myself, would you like to go back to your room or sleep in here with me? Either is fine. We'll talk about his all tomorrow," Klaus informed him.
"In here, please," Matt whispered.
"Okay, get in bed. I'll be out shortly," Klaus said.
Matt nodded and started to walk to the bed.
"Come here," Klaus said and hugged Matt to him.
Matt laid his head on Klaus' shoulder and mumbled some apologies.
"I know, I know. I love you and it pains me to see you suffer," Klaus admitted.
Matt nodded, broke away, and got into the right side of the bed. He heard Klaus shower, and then come in and get into the bed. Matt was too upset to sleep.
"Sweetheart, I know you're still up stewing about this. Yes, I am not happy about what you did, but I'm not disappointed in you. You know I love you and would never judge you. If you need help, we shall get it for you," Klaus said softly.
"Okay, Dad. It's just, you know, waiting is hard...," Matt admitted.
"I know, Son, I'm not trying to add to your worries. But it's late, I'm tired. I know you have been through a lot tonight. I would like to find out if more is going on before we deal with this, okay? Please remember that everything I do, I try to do for your benefit. In a few years, you'll be on your own and able to make your own decisions, but until then, allow me to help you," Klaus offered.
"I will," Matt agreed, turning to look over at his father. Klaus put his hand on Matt's shoulder and rubbed it.
"Sleep now," he said quietly. Finally, Matt did.
Boys' Room
Tyler dreamt again of the wolves. They were in a den, sleeping together as a pack. It was warm and he felt safe. There were pups in there nipping and moving around. Their fur was soft.
He woke up and felt alone. He got up to use the bathroom and splash water on his face. Jeremy was sleeping soundly. One thing about the kid, he didn't snore. When Tyler came out of the bathroom, Henrik was standing there.
"What'd you need, bud? The bathroom?" Tyler asked quietly. Sometimes the boys would use their bathroom since it was closer.
"I had a dream, Tyler. About the wolves, not the ones that killed me. But about your wolves," Henrik said in a monotone voice.
"What are talking about, Henrik? I don't have a pack," Tyler said.
"But you will," Henrik said.
"Okay, buddy. If you're not going to the bathroom, you need to get back to bed. Come on," Tyler said guiding him back to his room.
"No! I want to sleep with you. I'm scared," Henrik explained.
"My bunk is the top one. Can you even get up there?" Tyler wondered.
Henrik scrambled up the ladder before Tyler could call his bluff. Tyler joined him.
It was a little tight, but after his dream, Tyler didn't want to go back to sleep alone either.
Thursday Morning
Mystic Fall High School
At school the next day, Caroline pulled Tyler aside and told him she wasn't pregnant. Tyler exhaled loudly.
"Yeah, I know," she agreed.
"I'm happy, Car. It doesn't mean it can't happen someday," Tyler said kissing her on the lips.
"Like ten years. I just wanted to tell you real quick. I'm late for French," Caroline smiled.
Tyler was relieved, but almost disappointed in a sense. The full moon was coming. He had his moonlight right back, but wasn't sure if he and Klaus were going to turn or not. He did want his own pack someday, but he guessed he'd have to wait.
On the ride home, Tyler told the rest what Caroline told him. Davina was glad for them. Jeremy was also. Matt was staring out the window.
"Yo, Donovan, did you even hear what I told you?" Tyler asked abruptly, shutting off the music.
"Yeah, sorry, that's great," Matt added. Tyler knew something was up with Matt. Matt had been his best friend forever and he could always tell.
"Matt, hang on a minute," Tyler said when Jeremy and Davina got out of the truck.
"Ty, believe me, you don't even want to know, man," Matt began. Matt was in the passenger seat and was punching his hand against the door unconsciously in a nervous gesture. Matt finally told him about what happened yesterday.
"The magazines? Really? And you got your fucking cell phone using the key that I told you where it was. Now I look like a perv and a thief," Tyler fumed.
"Dude, that shit wasn't yours. It was your dad's stash. Wouldn't that make him the perv? The key thing was my stupid fault. I swear to god I locked that freaking door and then Miss Monroe walks in on me. I wonder if that door is busted," Matt ranted.
"Literally, it's so bad. You got caught red-handed...but now with the magazines, I'm getting dragged into this shit again. I don't need to jerk off ten times a day, I have a girl friend. A hot one," Tyler scoffed.
"Yeah, well, try not to get her knocked up and turn her into a wolf, okay?" Matt said giving him a punch on the arm.
Tyler punched him back a little harder, "Fuck you, Matt. Just throw out all that shit from the stash. The booze, the mags, the video. I'm not getting my ass beat again so you can...-"
"Boys, are you going to get out of the car today?" Klaus came into the garage to ask.
"Yes, sorry," Tyler said getting out of the trunk.
"How was school? You can get something to eat, go change, and then meet in your Uncle Elijah's study. We're just going to talk okay," Klaus reassured.
"For now," Matt complained.
Elijah's Study
Thursday PM
Elijah started, "Boys, this conversation may be somewhat overdue. I think it is obvious that a lot of what you are going through now is new to us. We may have lived ten centuries, but some of the things you are dealing with are unprecedented. The drugs, the media, the internet, and...I'm lecturing, am I not? Sorry, the point is-."
"We're concerned about this foul pornography and some other things going on. The lying, the hiding things, etc. Tyler, you said you got things from a stash? At your old house?" Klaus interrupted.
"Yeah, I don't know if my dad was using this stuff to bribe or blackmail people, but I found a bunch of weird crap in this floorboard. Sorry, I should have told you. I just didn't want my mom to see it. As you've seen, it can be pretty gross. I'll get rid of it," Tyler promised.
"We've been trusting you to follow up with things. I am telling you now to throw away all of this stuff. I'm going to be checking your room, spot checks. No more total privacy, I trusted all of you, but now, it's been broken," Klaus went on.
"We'll get rid of it," Matt agreed, "Yesterday, that wasn't on Tyler. That was all on me. I shouldn't have taken those magazines from your stash, Ty. Sorry."
"The deeper issue here is not the magazines, drugs, etc., but the lying, the thrill seeking. I know it may be common now, but this type of trash, maybe addictive and damaging beyond what we understand. We get there are things that are private and personal that you don't want to talk about with us, that's okay. Honestly, we may not even understand what you are getting out of this stuff, as for us, we experience more of blood lust, than anything else. In addition, I know you have all been through a lot this year. I'm not going to rehash it, but we've made you an appointment with a different therapist," Elijah stated.
"But I just went last night!" Jeremy moaned.
"I got a reference from Dr. O'Connell for a male doctor that's a little closer to here. He works with people your age who have dealt with loss and trauma-," Klaus was saying.
"I'm not going! You said I didn't have to go! This is freaking stupid," Jeremy spewed hopping up and crumpling up the paper in his hand.
"Jeremy, I was about to say you didn't have to go, but after that outburst...I am rethinking that. Now, settle down and have a seat. We're not finished," Klaus said calmly.
"Fuck. Fine," Jeremy seethed.
"Jeremy, your father was about to excuse you from this part, but perhaps he ought to stay, Niklaus?" Elijah asked pointedly.
"Indeed," Klaus said firmly, glaring at Jeremy for a moment.
"Whatever, sorry," Jeremy choked out, withering under his father's gaze.
"So I think tonight, we have a lot going on. Matt, you have your sessions at the tutoring center. Tyler, you were seeing your mother in town. Jeremy, you had that paper to finish. But tomorrow night, the rest of the family is going out to dinner. The three of you shall be home with me. Consider yourselves grounded. We're going to discuss all of these issues once and for all, I will punish you, and you will go to bed early," Klaus started.
All three boys sighed, but didn't dare complain aloud. There was something about having to go to bed before midnight on a Friday that seemed torturous to them. Worse than anything else. Klaus wondered if left unsupervised, they would just become completely nocturnal, living in the same hoodies and shorts for a month, eating junk and never showering. Maybe they would even let themselves be buried alive in dirty socks and aluminum cans, it was a horrifying thought.
"And we put some Internet safety features on, we can now see who is on what site. You will get your electronics back on Saturday, perhaps even a little early, but there is a little catch," Elijah smirked.
"Tell them, brother," Klaus smiled.
"Well, we thought it would be nice if you boys joined the younger boys and me for that movie they want to see and then lunch at Fun Town. Matt, you saw how much they enjoyed it," Elijah offered.
Matt groaned, "Uncle Elijah, are you serious? Those clowns are so freaky and the singing animals! All the kids freaking out and the parties. Can't you just beat us again instead?"
"Hey, do you want your devices back or not?" Klaus chided lightly.
"And I'll give you all $50 each," Elijah stated,"Vanessa can't go. She is meeting a friend. Freya is refusing."
"What about Uncle Kol?" Matt asked.
"I believe his words were 'I'd rather get roasted alive in hell before going back to that place full of little brats.'" Elijah recalled.
"Boys, Finn and Henrik have been through a lot of adjustments also. We promised them if they behaved they would get to go to the movie and to Fun Town again. I don't know if you realized this, but when you old boys can't play video games and watch tv with them, they feel a little left out. Remember, they don't have outside friends and interest like you do. They wait for you to get home," Klaus mentioned.
"They can't work out with us and it's been cold and raining!" Tyler said sharply.
"I know. No one is blaming you. I'm just saying that they've missed playing their video games with you," Klaus restated.
Tyler nodded. He had to admit that at times he was annoyed by the younger kids, but at other times he had fun with them. Tyler hadn't realized that they too would suffer from the no electronic ban because he had screwed up. He felt a spike of guilt.
Elijah read his face, "Guys, I know they can get on your nerves. I happen to know what that is like. An annoying pest following you around nonstop for what feels like centuries." He cleared his throat and tilted his head toward Klaus.
"Hey, at least I never trapped you in a boundary spell when while you were naked in the river!" Klaus retorted.
"But Kol also never threw me out the win-...," Elijah drifted off when Klaus coughed, realizing the company he was in.
"Matthew, you best get ready to go to tutoring," Klaus said standing.
"Gentlemen, we love you very much. Always and forever," Elijah said looking at each one of them in turn.
The boys filed out silently.
"Were you going to tell them about Padua in 1654? That was a total accident...," the boys heard as the door shut.
Younger Boys' Room
Tyler caught Henrik alone after the meeting.
"Hey Henrik, sorry, we didn't get to play our games this week. You know that was because I got in trouble, not you. We'll be able to play again this weekend. But remember what you said about me having a wolf pack last night? In your dream or vision?" Tyler said crouching down to his level.
"You will have a wolf pack someday, Tyler," Henrik emphasized.
"But my girl isn't pregnant," Tyler reasoned.
"She will be..., but Tyler. There's something else," Henrik frowned.
"What, buddy? You can tell me," Tyler said gently, rubbing his arm and smiling. He only spoke to Henrik in this tone when no one was around. He guessed he had a soft spot for the kid. Tyler had never really been around smaller kids and it took him a while to know how to act.
"She, the yellow haired lady, will be a vampire someday...," Henrik mumbled.
"A vampire? Caroline? My girlfriend?" Tyler laughed. How would Car become a vampire? That made no sense.
"Yes, but there's more," Henrik said, now whispering and looking fearful.
"What? It's okay. You can tell me whatever your visions are," Tyler reassured him, now convinced the kid wasn't much of a seer.
"You'll be a vampire, too," Henrik said clearly.
"A vampire? I can't be a vamp, buddy. I'm already a werewolf," Tyler smiled.
Henrik looked troubled, "I know. That's what doesn't make sense. But Tyler, I think you're going to be like Uncle Niklaus someday. I saw your eyes turn yellow."
"A hybrid? Boy, you've been sucking down too much Coke and chocolate milk. That's crazy," Tyler said, tickling him and letting Henrik tackle him. Finn came in and piled up on them.
Yeah, the kid was no witch seer. He just had an overactive imagination. There was only one hybrid in the entire world, his dad, Niklaus Mikaelson, everyone knew that.
