Rebekah Pov

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"Wait, so you're telling me that you are in love with my brother?"

Luna scoffed and looked down at her feet. Her eyes were still irritated from crying, and her nose was a little red, but I somehow managed to stop her from crying and cheer her up.

"I don't know if I am in love with him, Bekah. It's just the way he makes me feel. I can't explain it and trying to describe it is nearly impossible. I'm afraid to even attempt and try to explain it because I don't want you to think I'm crazy."

I raised my eyebrows and put my head on a pillow. Luna did the same. We turned our bodies so that we would still be facing each other.

"I promise that I won't think your crazy."

She sighed heavily, closing her eyes before beginning.

"Ever since the first night, I was interested in him. For some reason, I was interested in him. Talking to him felt so natural. I felt drawn to him, and I still do, and I can't explain it. With Klaus, I don't have to pretend I'm some brave/daring all-powerful witch/werewolf hybrid. I can be myself. A werewolf/witch hybrid teenage girl with a serious addiction to chili cheese fries."

I burst out laughing, and Luna laughed too. It felt good to have some of the tension in the room released. "I really am addicted to them." She sighed and continued, her face becoming more serious.

"I'm really just a broken teenage girl who happens to have a supernatural history and powers. He doesn't judge me or criticize me about the things I do wrong or right. He doesn't expect me to do anything, and he never doubts me. He is always there for me, and I am there for him. I feel safe and protected when I'm around him. It's not the same safe as everyone else's safe makes me feel. Rebekah, I swear, as soon as he saved me from Tyler, I felt safe. I could feel it in mybones."

Oh yes, Luna was crazy.

CRAZY IN LOVE!!!

She just didn't know it yet. That last sentence she said gave me the chills. Luna had a way with words. I wanted to see what my brother's reaction to hearing her say those words.

I smiled, and Luna's face lit up a bright red, "What?" she whispered, not being able to look me in the eyes. I laughed softly.

The way she got all shy when she talked about my brother was undeniably cute.

"I love the thought of you and my brother together. I wish you would tell him how you feel. He needs someone like you, scratch that he needs you and only you, period. All the time I've walked this Earth with him, I've never seen him like this."

Luna looked up with confusion etched on her face, "Seen him like what?"

I smiled and took her hands in my own, as if to emphasize my point, "happy."

Luna's eyes were now downcast as she muttered, "He's in love with someone else."

I looked up at her, confused.

There was no way there was anyone else. If I had a hunch that there was I would kill them, anything to make Luna be my sister-in-law.

"Sweetie, if you mean Aurora, then your wrong. Genevieve is not even a possibility."

"But he loved her."

I grabbed her face, desperately trying to get what I was saying through her, "Luna, a love that was over a thousand years ago. And that wasn't really love it, was all lust if I am being completely, honest. And she didn't love him back. All she ever did was cause him pain." Luna shook her head and was about to say something, but I stopped her.

"When you left the compound, he was devastated and absolutely miserable without you. If you don't believe me, you can ask Elijah or even Kol." Luna laughed coldly, "Yeah, and I'm sure he was sad for a while, but then Genevieve came in, and everything changed."

I sighed, I could see that she was hurt, because of Klaus being with Genevieve. Not jealous hurt, just emotionally hurt.

When would the both of them realize that they were made, for each other?

I sat there for a moment trying to think of what to say.

"Luna, he was doing all of that to get inside of her head. Manipulate her so he could get what he wants from the witches, so he can keep his family safe, you safe. And Aurora was nothing to him, he cares about you more, you are so much more important to him than anyone in this world. I've heard him say it. Well, besides Hayley and his daughter, but you understand my point."

Luna nodded in understanding and stood up off of the bed.

"I'm going to go apologize for what I said. I wasn't thinking..."

I nodded and smiled at her. Luna turned and left. I soon followed suit.

...

I decided to go to Hayley's room to see how she was doing. I walked to her door to see that it was closed, but the light was on. I heard Klaus and Hayley talking, so I decided to eavesdrop.

"She must hate me. I should've figured out another way to get to the witches. Or better yet, I should've killed Genevieve from the start, then none of this would be happening. She was hurt because of me, yet again." Growled out Klaus, I heard footsteps then I realized he was just walking back and forth, pacing.

"Klaus, don't be stupid, you know she doesn't hate you. It's the opposite actually, trust me I would know with the amount of times she has fought me over you. She just hates that snake Genevieve, and the fact that you have to spend most of your time with her instead of herself."

I noticed that her voice sounded worn, she was tired. She spent about one and a half sobbing into my chest.

Poor Hayley.

Hayley hasn't had a nap today, and she usually takes 3 maybe 4. I've never been pregnant, but apparently, it was very exhausting. I mean having something move inside of you all day causing you to go to the bathroom more often and giving you strange cravings. Hayley's strange cravings were sushi and chocolate ice cream with pickles. She ate that all the time, and when she did, no one could watch her eat it or smell it. Whenever Kol would start to annoy her she would just start putting it together, and he would run off upstairs, quite literally to hide in his room. So being pregnant may have its perks, but it did seem awful exhausting.

I decided to save Hayley from Klaus, I was her friend after all. I knocked on the door.

Klaus opened it immediately and sighed, looking defeated.

"Sister, I thought you were with Luna, is she alright?" I looked over Klaus' shoulder to see Hayley roll her eyes and put her head in her hands.

"Yes, Luna is fine she is looking for you actually." Klaus then turned to sit down on Hayley's bed, and I followed.

"Well, she can look all she wants, she won't find me." Hayley sighed exasperated, she looked at me hopelessly. I smiled and winked at her, and then turned to my brother.

"Klaus, why don't you go talk to her. I have spoken to her recently, and she is looking for you. I think the best thing you can do is go and talk. It is apparent that you two don't know how to speak to each other by yourselves leaving everyone else in the family to do it for you."

Hayley smiled and nudged Klaus towards the door. I smiled and pushed him out of the door. I closed it before he could come back into the room. He growled and pounded his fists on the door.

"REBEKAH! Let me in!"

I smiled, and Hayley did too.

"Not until you go talk to Luna!"

Klaus growled, but I listened as he stomped away to wherever Luna was.

Of course, he was strong enough to break down the door. But I just think he needed an excuse to go and see her again. He needed a push and I was more than willing to push him towards her if I had to. It was fun for one thing and for another if they came together then I'd have sister-in-law. The wedding would be lavish and beautiful, something unique like the bride.

Hmmm...it was best not to get too far ahead...things had to be taken slow...

I walked back over to Hayley, "So how is my niece doing?"

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Luna Pov

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I sighed, looking at the balcony in Klaus' room. I searched all over the compound but could not find him. I decided that going back to his room would be the best thing to do. Since I knew he was going to have to come back to it eventually.

"Hey," I turned around and saw Klaus.

I smiled, feeling all of my apprehensions fade away.

"I'm sorry for blowing up. I knew what I said was wrong. I just got angry. And I know that's not an excuse, but it is the truth..."

"It's not your fault, love. In situations like that, I tend to blame myself. I consider myself a control freak."

I nodded understandingly, remembering the first time he showed me his paintings, what he had said.

"Painting is a metaphor for control."

Klaus tilted his head to the side, a smirk making its way across his features.

"You remember that?"

"How could I forget?" Was my reply.

"You have a very good memory."

"So, I've been told."

Feeling brave, I closed the space between us, wrapping my arms around his neck, and standing on the tips of my toes.

"I take it you are no longer mad at me."

"Klaus, I don't think I could be mad at you."

"I feel the same way about you."

He wrapped his arms around the middle of my back.

When our eyes met, there was a spark. No, a shock of electricity that ran through my body.

Everything was fading away, even Klaus' voice.

...

I blinked suddenly in a field with flowers and green grass. I was confused after everything I just saw.

Where was I?

How did I get here?

How was I going to get back to Klaus?

"Luna, it's time that we talk about a few things."

I looked up to see my mother and a man I didn't recognize that had Hayley's eyes and mine.

"Dad?" I asked tentatively, the man nodded, and a wide smile graced across his features. He was tall and muscular. He had high cheekbones and the same green and gray eyes as Hayley and I shared.

Wolves were coming out of the trees in all shapes and forms.

This was not a premonition but something else...

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Kol Pov

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"You know when your brother talked about you, he always used to brag about how strong you were."

I opened my eyes and then shut them again, the sunlight was blinding and didn't help with my raging headache and thirst for blood.

I growled, realizing it was Genevieve talking. She had the most annoying voice. If I could only reach her, I would wring her neck.

I looked over to my left to see Davina.

She was on the ground, barely breathing. I tried to get to her, but I noticed there was a white circle separating her and I. An invisible barrier separating me from her.

I hit the barrier in anger.

"But you are just as weak as he is," declared Genevieve smiling.

I was caught, off guard, for a moment. Klaus had said and thought good things about me.

Of course, I shouldn't be surprised since he had changed so much these past months. It did make sense.

"Let us go," I demanded, looking at Davina worriedly. There was blood trickling from her nose. That was never a good sign, not in this city or any other.

"Oh, I don't think that's going to be possible, not for a while anyway," said Genieve laughing.

I glared at her. She was sitting on a chair in the far corner of the room reading one of my mother's Grimoires.

"And why is that?" I asked, trying to contain my rising anger. I had never been any good at controlling it like Elijah or even Klaus. I had a lot more important things to use that energy on, like figuring out a way to get out of the bloody place, well, getting Davina out first and foremost.

I didn't care about me, as long as she got out.

"The ancestors are having fun punishing her. You'll be lucky if she lives past twenty-four hours. They aren't exactly happy with her. You see, she was supposed to help me kill your niece so that the ancestors and the coven can gain power that will last for centuries. My reward is my life back."

I pounded on the walls of the invisible barrier. It hurt, to not be able to reach her.

"You will not harm Hayley or my niece, nor Luna, for that matter," I growled, hitting my fist on the invisible wall.

I loved Hayley, and I loved Luna. They were family. Over the short amount of time, we've known them, it felt natural for them to be there with us. It was like we had already known them and just haven't met them yet. They were the missing pieces. If they died, my family wouldn't ever be the same. I wouldn't be the same...

Genevieve laughed, and I bit down hard on my tongue. I didn't want this to be any harder on Davina than it already was. And in order to do that, I had to hold it all in.

"She was also supposed to kill Luna too, but they turned out to be friends so, I can only imagine that is going very well up with them." I sighed, practicing my breathing like Cami taught me.

"Klaus is going to rip you apart," I said, smiling suddenly, imagining her death in vivid detail. After torturing her for days and weeks would he rip her heart out of her chest, tear her head off, pull her intestines out from her throat, hmmm...the possibilities were truly endless...I was hoping for the day that some poor soul threatened Luna. I would give anything to see him destroy that idiotic person. Though first, I had to get my popcorn ready.

"Klaus, can be dealt with-" started Genevieve confidently. I burst out laughing despite the circumstances. This woman could not be in her right mind. Control my brother, oh please, the only person who has come close is Luna, and she had no idea that she was doing it.

"Klaus, can be dealt with,"I repeated, mocking her.

The next thing I knew, I was thrown on my side. I looked up to see Genevieve raise her hand as she smiled.

"I think I've heard enough of you for a while."

She twisted her wrist, and I felt my face fall on the concrete floor.

Falling in to the deep darkness again...

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Elijah Pov

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"Rebekah, what's wrong?" I asked, she was running downstairs carrying an unconscious Hayley down the stairs. I got up immediately and helped put her on the table.

"Niklaus!" I yelled, and he came down the stairs carrying Luna, who lie limply in his arms. Marcel walked in with a sullen expression, when he saw Hayley and Luna, his face paled.

"What in the bloody hell is going on?" Asked Rebekah, looking at Hayley and Luna. Klaus ran his hands through his hair, "I don't know Luna was talking to me, and then she collapsed."

I sighed, touching Luna's forehead and then her wrist she was cold. I then paused, "She's not breathing," said Klaus. I looked at Hayley, trying to calm down. I had to convince myself that everything would be fine.

I breathed and looked at Klaus. "Try to call Davina." Marcel who whipped out his phone and called it quite a few times. "She's not picking up, I'll try Kol."

I breathed in and out again a lot and noticed that Hayley's lips were a pale blue. "I'm going to take her to the hospital," I said, trying to pick her up.

"No, she will be dead before you make it." I looked up to see Genevieve run in to the compound with a bag.

"We are running out of time," said Klaus, he threw a chair against the wall, it shattered on impact. I suspected that he was mad because of her presence, I was too.

As it seemed she was the only one who could help us. This Genevieve was a truly twisted person inside and out.

Genevieve was mixing something into a bowl. Rebekah bit her wrist and have Hayley some of her blood.

Klaus did too, and so did Marcel and myself. Genevieve closed her eyes and mumbled some words in Latin, I would presume. "Would you hurry the bloody hell up she is not breathing, for once do something useful?" Genevieve opened her eyes and looked hurt.

"Well, get on with it," said Klaus, who looked like he wanted to do nothing more than rip her head off. Genevieve resumed her spell and started chanting Latin.

"Come on," Klaus said with his hand on the side of Hayley's face.

Hayley gasped loudly and sat up, her eyes wide and glassy. She looked like she had just seen a ghost. But in this city, I wouldn't doubt it.

"I've got you, little wolf, I've got you." Hayley pushed Klaus and I away from her, and Rebekah looked at her strangely.

"I saw him."

Klaus and I shared a look. Rebekah pulled out a cloth and started wiping the blood of Hayley's mouth

"Who did you see Hayley?" Asked Rebekah. Hayley took a deep breath and put her hands on her stomach, protectively, "I saw Mikeal."

The cloth fell out of my sister's hands and onto the floor.

I looked at Klaus, who didn't look like he was breathing at all. I turned to see that Genevieve had left the room, took off somewhere probably, before Klaus could kill her. I looked at Marcel, and he nodded, disappearing.

Hayley had just seen her sister. She had just realized that she wasn't breathing.

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Stefan Pov

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"So when are we going back to New Orleans?" I asked, looking at my brother Damon. Who was looking at Cami, who was asleep with Damon's leather jacket over her in the back seat.

"Whenever Klaus decides that he isn't going to rip you to pieces."

I sighed and looked at the window. It was foggy here in Mystic Falls. "I guess we are staying here forever then."

Damon put his head in his hands, "No, now Stefan, don't get overdramatic on me. He just needs some space. Him and Luna both do."

"What is between them, anyway?" Damon laughed and took a bite out of his subway sandwich (chicken, bacon, ranch). He sipped his sweet tea.

"Let's not get into that."

I looked at Damon, confused, and took a bite of my meatball sub.

Same old Damon.

"But why what's the difference? We used to talk about him and Caroline all the time." I asked, truly confused. Damon laughed and choked on his sandwich, he took a long drink of his sweet tea, and I sipped my Dr.Pepper.

"What's the difference?" I asked, and Damon rolled his eyes, looking annoyed.

"Well, let's see, Caroline, is blond and had blue eyes. Luna had dark brown hair and has hazel green eyes." I sighed and threw a chip at him.

He could be so annoying and sarcastic. I never thought I would miss it.

"I mean beside looks."

Damon sighed again, eating the chip I just threw at him. "For one, Caroline is my friend, and for another, I view Luna as my daughter as I am her father figure. Klaus pretended to like Caroline to get information. Klaus used Caroline. He would walk away from Luna if he ever even thought of using or hurting her in any way. You have to see it to understand what I mean. Their relationship isn't something you can describe in a few words. He just gravitates to get without realizing it. Luna is his girl. You know that song by ummm...what's his name Dylan Scott."

I was about to say something, but Damon shushed me.

"Shhhh, no interruptions."

Damon cleared his throat before he began singing:

"I can honestly say that she saved me

My girl, yeah

Yeah, that's my girl

In the passenger seat, windows down dancing around

Causin' a scene, that's my girl

Sippin' crown and sprite, in a ball cap, turned back

Ooh she got me like

Yeah baby girl you gone and done it again

Makin' all the guys wish you were with them

But I bet they don't see what I see when I see my girl."

I smiled at the sight before me. Damon seemed different, happier. I can't remember the last time he was singing.

This is all I ever wanted for him, for him to care, about someone, for him to be happy.

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Luna Pov

...

"Wait, so Hayley and my niece are going to die?" I looked up at my mother, wanting clarification on everything she had just told me.

"Yes, Hayley and her baby will die unless you figure out a way to stop it from happening."

"But h-" before I could ask, anything my mom waved her hand, and I felt my mouth snap shut immediately. I looked at her, both surprised, confused, "I can't help you any more than I already have. Some things you have to figure out for yourself, you'll understand that one day. Remember to focus on your visions, you will start to see things more clearly and more often. It will come more naturally once you practice. Then it won't knock you out or make you tired every time you have one. Of course, changing into your true form would also help. That's happening soon. By fully triggering your werewolf curse, it will bring balance to your life. It will allow you to have full access to the strength, speed, and energy of the wolf inside you. You would be able to transform at will, of course. You'll also unlock the witch side of yourself. Luna, you've only begun to scratch the surface of your potential."

"How did you know about that?" I asked, referring to the fact that she knew I had visions, premonitions. I didn't get a chance to ask her about it before, and I only just now remembered.

My mother smiled and put her fingers underneath her chin with an affectionate expression on her face.

"Your father told me, of course. He has been watching you and Hayley grow up. He will not find peace until the two of you do. The same goes for Luara and I. Even though Hayley is not my biological child, I still love her, just like I love you." I smiled, tearing up. For a moment, I wondered what it would be like if Hayley and I had grown up together and had our parents.

I then wiped my eyes realizing, it wouldn't be a possibility.

"It's time for you to go. I hope you remember everything I've said. Use your advantages wisely, no one can know about your gifts, not yet."

"What about Klaus and Kol? They already know about them."

My mother chuckled, "I trust that they wouldn't tell anyone, especially Klaus." I looked up at my mother, confused. She knew Klaus?

Why?

What?

When?

Where?

How?

"Wait, mom, how do you know Klaus?"

My mother smiled and put her hand on the side of my face. I was surprised being able to feel the warmth coming from her hand.

"Well, for starters, I always look out for you, and he always happens to be everywhere around you. I think he is a very good man. He is misunderstood, like you, in a sense. I don't know if he's good enough to have you, but then again, I think both me and you're father agree no man is good enough for you."

My mom hugged me, and I felt everything fade away, like a warm breeze.

...

I opened my eyes and wiped my eyes free of wetness. I winced, everything felt so stiff, but I was only out for a couple of hours. I sat up and yawned, and then I looked around. No one was beside me or in the living room. I sighed, sitting up, popping my back getting, ready for the battle of New Orleans if there even was one.

My mother had said that over time that there would be battles to be fought.

Battles that I couldn't avoid.

With the city, with my enemies, and even with myself.

I had to be ready.