Luna Pov
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"So how are you doing?"
I tilted my head at Jake taking a deep breath in, and then out. Hayley had left me in here with him. To talk to him. So that I could make sure that this marriage is not what I wanted. Klaus had objected saying that I needed to rest. Elijah agreed along with Kol. But Hayley and Jackson persisted. So I was here. In my room. With my leg propped up, and Jake sitting at the end of my bed.
"Just fine. I have a hole in my leg. My sister is trying to get me married off. But other than that I am doing just fine Jake thanks for asking." I replied and he stood up. Shaking his head as he did.
"Dude what is your problem? Why all the attitude?"
"Oh so it's dude now. You didn't even say 'hi' to me." I said scoffing. Trying to push the anger down, it wasn't working. I was in pain, and I didn't feel good at the moment.
"My problem is that my own sister wants me to marry you for the pack's benefit. For power. So that the pack can grow. I have a problem with that. If I ever get married it will be because of love, and not for some one else's benefit."
Jake kneeled down by my bed side, looking down at the floor before looking back up at me.
"But see the beautiful thing about this is you can grow to love me. This marriage, us being tied together to save lives. Maybe even your own."
I pulled myself up in to a sitting position. Ignoring the burning pain that had jumped up to my back.
"Jake you know that I have feelings for you." I said speaking slowly trying to calm myself. I just couldn't understand why no one was taking my side. Well aside from Klaus, Elijah,and Kol. Was it to much to ask to live my life the way I wanted to live it.
"But they are purely platonic." I said causing Jake to shake his head, and stand up. "Feelings can grow."
I put my head in my hands, sighing. "Jake please don't do this." I really didn't want to fight with him.
"Do what Luna! Try to keep you safe, from harm!"
"I can take care of myself!" I yelled back angry that he had started yelling at me. He had never once yelled at me before. But things were different now. Every thing was different.
He looked me up and down, stopping at my propped up leg. "Yeah well your doing a damn good job at that."
"Jake this conversation is over." I said and he sat back down at the end of my bed. Shaking his head. "No it's not. Not until I convince you."
"Convince me to what marry you! Jake I can't. I can't do this. I am not going to be controlled, by you, Hayley, Jackson or any one else."
"We aren't trying to control you we are trying to save lives." He said though I could tell by the rate that his chest was moving up and down he was getting angry.
"What about my life, Jake? What about the things I want to do? The places I want to travel to. Jake laughed the sound startled me. This was no laughing matter.
"Luna what about your life? What do you want to do, where do you wanna go. I'll take you there. Any where you go I will follow."I closed my eyes breathing in and out of my mouth slowly. Breathing through the pain and through the anger.
"I don't know what I want to do Jake. I know that I don't want to marry you. I'm sorry if that hurts you but I don't. You are my friend, I care about you, and I love you but not in the way your thinking."
Jake scoffed, hopping up again. His face flushed.
"You never called! You never wrote me any letters! So why would I think that you honestly cared about me?" Jake asked his voice raising in volume. He was yelling again. Yelling at me.
"Jake that's not-"
He cut me off, by shaking his finger at me. "Don't say it's not fair! I spent every day that you were gone, every night crying, drinking because of you. You left with out even saying goodbye!"
"It wasn't my choice!" I yelled back this time cutting him off. It truly hadn't been. But Jake didn't see it like that.
"Right because it's to much to ask for a simple phone call."
"Things are never simple with you Jake! They are complicated!"
"Would it be so complicated for you to love me? Would it be so hard?"
I gritted my teeth. Things couldn't just be easy for me. They never were.
"Jake I do love you. But this isn't just about you, or the pack. This is about me. Me making my own decisions, my own choices, forging my own path. I want to be independent. All my years of life, all that time I spent with the witches, I've never had a voice. Never had an opinion, I was always ignored. No one could hear me before, I couldn't even hear myself. But now I can. And I am not going to sacrifice my life, my ability to choose things, and make my own decisions for a life that might not even need saving. This marriage has no 100% guarantee of working. And even if it did, my answer would remain the same. No."
"Luna please-"
"Jake no. I don't want to marry you. I'm sorry but I can't do it. And if you can't understand that then you can leave."
"Leave?" He asked I detected hurt in his face, and in his voice. But I continued on.
"Yes leave. If you can't respect my decisions, and my choices then you can leave. I am done fighting with you."
"Are you saying that we can't be friends?" Jake said causing me to sigh again. He really was going to make me go there.
"I mean I feel like this is a one-sided friendship. Me trying to be a friend and you wanting some thing more."
Jake removed his arms from his chest, they fell to his sides.
"Don't, don't do that. Don't push me away I can't take it-"
"Jake you are the one who is forcing me to do this."
He shook his head. "I am trying to pull you closer. Because I love you, Luna."
I closed my eyes tightly, hoping that I was hearing things. I was of course wrong.
"I do love you. Not as a friend either. I want some thing more for us than friendship. I want you Luna. I want all of you. All of your flaws, mistakes, smiles, laughs, jokes, sarcasm every thing. I want to make you happy."
"You want to make me happy?" I asked after taking a deep breath.
Jake nodded a confused expression spreading on his face. "Then be my friend, Jake. That is all I have ever wanted. For you to be my friend, without all of the complications."
Jake walked closer to my bed. Leaning close to my face.
He put his hands on the side of my face, kissing me on the forehead. After that he walked away from me. His hands now in his pockets.
"I don't want to fight with you either. I'm sorry for yelling at you. I should have supported you choice from the beginning. And I'm sorry for not being the friend that you wanted me to be. But we can't be friends. These feelings I have for you. There strong. And I don't want to keep them bottled up inside of me any more."
He then continued to walk further away. Stopping at my door. "Oh and Luna by the way I didn't say I love you to hear it back. I said it to make sure that you knew. That you know that I love you, and that I am going to fight for you."
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Chris Pov
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I groaned sitting up ignoring the pain I felt when I did. Today was the third time I had been beaten bloody. Usually they would just electrocute me, for their pleasure and enjoyment. From what I could tell most of them were demons. Some I recognized and some I didn't. The others could possibly be vampires, I could sense a few witches but not many.
But if I could choose I would rather be beaten. At least then I didn't feel like I was losing my mind.
I was in a cell. That I happened to share with my dad, Leo.
He had tried to heal my wounds but was unsuccessful. As I had tried to heal his. Whitelighter powers, and magic didn't work in here.
And that was a bad thing. That meant that I could die, and that I would never see Luna again.
Even though I had only spent less than five hours around her. I loved her. I really did. She made me forget about the sadness I felt for Wyatt. Her overall presence seemed to bring peace to my whole being. I wanted to see her again. I wanted to take her back home with me. So I could teach her all the ways of a Halliwell. I was glad I had written her a letter. Hopefully some one would find it, and give it to her. If I didn't make it out of here alive.
"Are you thinking of her?" A quiet voice said and I didn't bother to turn. Already knowing who it was. My father.
"Are you?" I asked wincing at the soreness of my throat as I spoke. If they tortured me today I would have to remember not to scream as much or as loud.
"Of course. I was wondering if-"
"We are ever going to see her again." I finished and judging by the silence I suspected that I had said what he had been thinking.
"I have faith that she will find us." Dad said speaking up after a while. I coughed, wincing as my throat burned. It had been so long since I'd had a cold glass of water. I really wanted, needed one right now.
"I hope that she does before they decide to kill us." I said groaning as my shoulder painfully popped.
"That's all we can do now."
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Rebekah Pov
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I sat up, now wide awake. The sound of footsteps outside of my door alerting me. I hopped up from my bed. The pills on the table beside my bed still there. I was supposed to have taken them. I had been doing this for a couple days. I stashed the pills under my pillow. I knew I was going to have to find a new hiding place but there wasn't any time left to do so.
I could already hear the keys jingling outside of my door.
I was inside of a house, I knew that much. I also knew that I wasn't the only one here. Judging by the way these people did things they had experience.
I wasn't in my original body. My hair was long and curly, although thin. My eyes were brown. My skin wasn't like Luna's pretty carmel shade but darker.
Though my body was changed my soul, and my mind remained in tact. I couldn't guess at who would be capable of this. Luna was strong enough, but Luna would never do any thing like this to me. Ester, my mother could have. Finn to. I wouldn't put it past them.
They came in then. Asking me questions. My goal was to ignore them. But then one of them grabbed my arm roughly. Hard enough to make me bruise. I squeezed my fists together wanting nothing more for the person who had my arm to feel unimaginable pain.
I was shocked to see them kneel to the ground. Holding their head in their hands.
I didn't have time to react when they grabbed me from the back. Forcing my arms to my side. Prying my jaws open, and shoving the pill capsules down my throat.
They then threw me on the bed. While I was gaging.
Black spots danced in my vision. I knew that it wouldn't be long before I fell in to a deep sleep.
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After waking up and trying to get out of my room again I gave up. Sitting down on the floor, with my knees up against my chest. Thinking about every thing. Mostly my life.
The time before I was a vampire. The time I wanted nothing to do with my family. All the times I had fallen in love.
I tried not to think to much about every one. Because I worried, and I missed them. Especially Luna. She had become such a big part of my life, and a part of my family. I considered her not as a best friend but as another sister. We always talked about our problems. Well to be more specific our problems with boys, and men.
She was the one who had convinced me that me and Marcel could still work out. For some one who hasn't really dated she gave great advice. She was the one that tended to ignore my advice. She was scared of every thing. That's what she had told me. She was scared of what she felt for my brother, Nik. She was afraid of living really. I suspected that she was afraid of every thing being taken away from her again. That was why she was so cautious. Hopefully when I got back I would be able to get her more out of her shell. I know that she helped me out of mine. It would only be fair for me to do the same for her.
The door nob to my room turned. I flinched not wanting any thing to deal with that horrible medication. My throat still burned and tasted bitter from the last time. I was awfully hungry but not for blood, but for food.
The door opened to reveal a group of people dresses in black cloaks. I couldn't see their faces because of their hoods. This was not good.
"Oh bloody hell."
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Luna Pov
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After Jake left Kol came in. He asked me what had happened. I of course told him every thing.
Kol could be such a good listener. He didn't offer any useful advice. Well he did offer to kill Jake but that would be crossing the line. I couldn't tell if he was serious or not.
But after that I stayed up here in my room. It was by choice. I didn't think I was really allowed to do any thing else.
After Kol left Elijah came in. Telling me to stay put and to not do any thing besides rest. And that is exactly what I did. Rest.
When I wasn't resting I was thinking about what I had gained since I left the witches. I had gained a lot of friends, some family to.
It worried me that now that I seemed to have every thing that I wanted, I was losing it.
"Hey I thought that you might want some company." I looked up to see Hayley. She had a small smile on her face.
"Listen Hayley I've already told you my answer."
Hayley held up her hand stopping me.
"I know. I just wanted to say that you were right. Even though if you and Jake got married and were binded it would help the pack and keep you safe. But it was wrong of me to try and force you in to some thing that you didn't want to do. Even if in the end it would be good for you."
I nodded feeling less tense. And more relaxed. "Thank you Hayley."
She then proceeded to sit on my bed close to my legs. Her hand smoothing down my hair.
"I shouldn't have fought with you about this. I should have respected your choice. I wish I was as strong as you."
I frowned sitting up, shifting my injured leg with me.
"It's really good that you have such a strong will. No one should be able to tell you what to do. What choices and decisions to make. Not even me." She said and I leaned forward and hugged her. She returned it. I was happy that we were okay now. I hated to having to fight with her.
"Would you like to go for a walk with me?" Hayley asked and I nodded.
I pushed my legs off the bed so that they were hanging. Maybe a walk would do me some good.
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"Are you really going to marry Jackson?" I asked as we walked down bourbon street. Her arm was on my shoulder. Given the fact that I was still limping, but her being there supporting some of my weight helped through the pain and the struggle.
"Yes. I have to. I have to be the one to make that sacrifice so I can protect my family." She said looking over at me. I nodded understanding.
I wanted to protect my family to. My friends, and the ones I loved. But I had a different way of doing things. Maybe I was being selfish for not being willing to sacrifice every thing for them, but that was the difference between Hayley and me. It wasn't a question of love, it was the question of how far some one would go. How much would they be willing to give up?
I would give my life, before I married Jake. Some things I just wasn't willing to do. And now that Hayley knew that, and supported that I felt a lot better.
"But what about Elijah?" I asked and Hayley tensed stopping. Before walking to an empty bench and pulling me to sit next to her.
"What about him? I love him, and he knows that. We love each other but this marriage between us and Jackson is more important. Your safety, Hope's safety, his safety all depends on this marriage." I leaned back watching her face as she talked. My sister deserved happiness. Jackson was great and all he just wasn't Elijah.
"Well you are very brave to even consider doing some thing like this." I said referring to the marriage.
"Is there another reason why you don't want to marry Jake besides wanting to be independent and free?" Hayley asked causing me to frown. Was there another reason?
"No why would you think that there would be another reason?" I asked and Hayley smiled folding her arms across her chest, looking at me as she did.
"Well not another reason per-say maybe a person." Hayley said and I nodded understanding what she had now meant.
"Damon would not only kill me but he would kill Jake, and the same goes for Kol." I said and Hayley shook her head. "That's not who I meant."
I tilted my head to the side. Then who could she possibly mean?
"Who?" I asked my heart had started racing in my chest for some reason.
"Klaus." Hayley said with hooded eyes. Watching my reaction. I opened my mouth to deny it but then closed it.
Yes I didn't want to marry Jake so Icould continue to forge my own path, and make my own choices and decisions. I wasn't thinking about Klaus through all of this. Saying 'no'. I didn't think that if I had considered marrying Jake all of those moments that we shared (him hugging me, him holding me, him almost kissing me) there would be no more of those things. And now that I had thought about it. It gave me more reason to not marry Jake. Even though I had feelings for Jake my feelings for Klaus were not as friendly. He had been the first boy, man I had ever liked. All those seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, and months away from him seemed to make my feelings grow for some reason. I thought all that time away from him I thought my feelings for him would grow distant and cold. But they were the same, stronger now.
"By the look on your face I am guessing that he is a reason." Hayley said and I shook my head. "Not the main one."
Hayley grabbed my hand, holding it in her own. "He's still a reason. That means some thing right?" Hayley said and I nodded agreeing with her.
"After all this time that you spent away from him, you still get all flustered when I mention his name." She said. I didn't have to look up to see that she had a smile on her face.
But my sister, Hayley was of course right. I couldn't hide or ignore the fact that my face had heated up, and it was starting to spread to the other parts of my body. It was almost this nervous feeling I couldn't really explain it.
"Yeah things were different then. Things change." I said and Hayley nodded. Looking at me with an 'knowing' look on her face.
"Feelings grow." She said and I nodded. She wasn't wrong about that.
"Has any thing happened between the two of you?" Hayley asked putting on that over-protective sister face but I could tell that she was eager to hear what I had to say. I guess I had to tell her. She was going to find out sooner or later.
"It was Christmas and Elijah had paired us up in groups of two and three. To collect fire wood. And during this process we may or may not have almost kissed." Hayley looked at me a smile slowly spreading across her face.
"What do you mean may or may not have almost kissed?" Hayley asked turning her full attention to me. I sighed I had gone through this with both Davina and Kol. At least they were being easy. I knew that if I told Rebekah she would freak out.
Interrogating me about every thing. Every little thing. The position of the sun, or the moon. The temperature outside. What I was wearing. What my hair looked like. If I was wearing make-up or not. What was said. How fast my heart was beating. How fast I was breathing. But I loved her for that.
"I mean I don't know if he wanted to kiss me or not. I wanted to kiss him but I feel like this is one-sided. All that time I spent away from him and I'm still not over him. Not that I want to be but I don't know what this is. What I'm feeling. And I am so scared that if he some how finds out that's going to ruin this great thing that we have." I said and Hayley nodded the smile, though smaller still on her face.
"But what if by chance he has feelings for you." Hayley said and I shrunk down further in to the bench. Wanting to hide not only myself, but my feelings, and my emotions.
Hayley's phone rang startling the both of us. I relaxed I had been saved by the bell, or rather Hayley's phone.
"This conversation is not finished." Hayley said before turning away to answer her phone.
Hayley then stood up pulling me with her. The phone back in her pocket. "We need to get back to the compound now." She said as we walked away from the bench, away from all the little shops, in the direction of the compound.
"What is it? What's wrong?" I asked worriedly. Thinking of the worst possible things that could have happened.
"Rebekah is at the compound and she brought some one with her." Hayley said as we continued to walk/jog to the compound. My leg was killing me but I pushed past the pain. I had other things to worry about, people to worry about and that was more important than the pain I was feeling.
"Who?" I asked the first thing coming to mind. I wanted to know where she went, if she was hurt, if she was okay. But I could ask all of those things later.
"Her sister." Hayley replied not even looking at me. Her gaze focused ahead of her. "Her sister?" I asked confused. There were only six Mikealson siblings (Rebekah, Elijah, Klaus, Kol, Finn, and Henrik). Henrik died young. Rebekah was the only girl or so I had thought.
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Elijah Pov
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I was sitting in my study thinking of every thing that had happened. Rebekah was back not in her original body but she was for now okay. That took some worry of my chest.
How ever my other sister, older sister Freya was here to.
I was shocked of course, I was glad she was here. Whereas Niklaus and Kol were not. They didn't trust her. Showing up at the compound like that. Surely it must have been Ester. Or Finn one of their tricks.
She seemed to be real. I wasn't absolutely sure if even I completely trusted her. But I wanted to see how all of this was going to play out. I didn't want to overreact and make another enemy. We already had to many of those.
Klaus burst in to the room. A bitter expression on his face.
"What is it?" I asked inhaling deeply as I spoke. I could only imagine what this was about.
"Freya is talking to Luna about spells." He said threw gritted teeth. "And you are here because-" I trailed off looking up at him as I spoke.
He sighed frustrated. "I don't want Freya any where near Luna."
"Niklaus Freya is our sister I don't think she'll hurt Luna." I said and he shook his head and begun pacing the room.
"I don't trust her Elijah."
I sighed putting my head in my hands, I hoped and prayed that after this we weren't going to have any more siblings or relatives. Because then it would be the death of our family.
"Do you still have the letter that Cole gave you?" Klaus asked. I nodded confused. Cole, not my brother, but the Source of all evil. The man who had known Luna's mother. The one that had offered his help to us.
The letter Klaus was referring to was from Chirs. Luna's brother.
It was to her. From my understanding he had written it before he came to the house for Christmas dinner. Cole had asked me to give it to her.
I of course planned to, but then Rebekah came back with our long lost sister Freya.
"Yes." I answered causing Klaus to lose the bitter expression on his face as a more cheerful one began to appear.
He was now smirking. I sank back in to my chair. Feeling more confused than ever. His moods were shifting so fast I couldn't guess what he was going to think of feel next.
"Would you mind if I was the one to give it to her." Klaus asked his hands on my desk, leaning towards me.
I smiled now understanding what was going on. "Are you trying to distract Luna from our sister?"
I asked and Klaus groaned running his hands threw his hair. "No." He said after a while of silence. I nodded even though he was lying.
"Now you wouldn't happen to be jealous-" I started out say but Klaus' scoff interrupted me. "I'm not jealous Elijah I just-" Klaus continued to struggle with his words.
I reached in to the pocket of my suit, pulling the envelope out.
I held it in front of Klaus and he straightened up taking it from my hand. "Thank you Elijah." I opened my mouth to say some thing but he was already gone.
I hoped that not only for her, but also for his sake, that he would tell her soon.
So that he wouldn't end up like me. In the situation I was in. So he wouldn't loose Luna like I had lost Hayley.
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Luna Pov
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"No I haven't thought of that I guess I could try it." I said. I was talking to Freya.
Hayley had long since left needing to talk to Jackson about some thing. Rebekah was talking to Marcel. Josh, Aiden, Davina, and Kol were out on a double date. Klaus and Elijah were some where in the compound. Ansel was babysitting Hope, as a favor to Hayley.
Elijah had explained to Freya about my problems. The ones concerning my locator spells, and how they weren't working.
Freya had suggested that I try using my blood instead of a crystal to find my brother.
Usually I wouldn't have told a random person about all of this. Even if they happened to be a Mikealson. I didn't know Freya at all. She was like a complete stranger. Normally I wouldn't have accepted her offer to help me.
But I was getting desperate. I had to find him, them Chris and Leo before some thing bad happened to them.
If Ester was here offering help I would take it. Even Finn. That's how desperate I was.
I saw Freya smile, but not at me some thing behind me. I turned around surprised to see Klaus.
I opened my mouth to say some thing but he took my arm and pulled me up from my seat. I looked at Freya apologetically. But she had already returned back to the books the ones we had been reading.
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"I'm sorry about that it's just I have some thing to show you." He said as he led me up the stairs, and in to his room. The balcony part to be specific.
I hugged my arms around my self as the wind blew feeling cold.
"What is it is some thing wrong?" I asked fearing for the worst. Was he going to tell me that they had found Chris and Leo's bodies?
He pulled an envelope from his jacket and handed it to me.
I looked down at it to see that it had my name on front. Written in cursive.
"What is this?" I asked looking up at Klaus who was leaning against the railing, arms folded over his chest.
"That is a letter from your brother Chris. He wrote it before he came over to dinner. I thought you would like to read it." He said and I nodded feeling thankful for him again.
"Thank you Klaus, I really appreciate it." I said looking down at the letter as I spoke.
After a few minutes of silence, I couldn't bring me self to open the letter. Scared of what it would say.
"Do you want me to leave." Klaus said breaking the silence.
I finally looked up at him. Meeting his gaze.
I then looked back down. Not at the letter, but at my feet.
Heat flooded to my face as I did. I couldn't even look at him or hear him speak with out this happening any more.
Hayley was right feelings did grow. They grew a lot.
"If you want to." I said after more silence had passed.
That fluttery feeling in my chest started up again when he walked over to me. He was so close yet so far away at the same time.
"It doesn't matter what I want." He said and I looked up at him again. Causing the fluttery feeling to increase.
"What do you want?" I asked out of curiosity but mostly out of worry. What if he felt like I was holding him down? What if he just felt bad for me? What if he pitied me? What ever it was I had to know. Needed to know. Before I drove myself crazy.
"I want you to be happy." He said brushing a piece of hair out of my face that had some how gotten there.
"Isn't there some place you have to be?" I asked looking down at my hands as I spoke. I was glad I had the letter in them. Because then I wouldn't know what to do with them.
"I'm right where I need to be."
I breathed in deeply. My heart was beating so fast it hurt.
I exhaled trying to bring myself to talk. I couldn't bring myself to look up at him. Because then I might just start hyperventilating. And then he would know.
And he couldn't know this thing, this secret I had been keeping from him.
"You'll stay." I said forcing my self to look up at him.
He put hands on my shoulders. They were warm, and underneath them my skin began to tingle.
I shivered getting goosebumps. I wasn't sure if it was from the wind or from his touch.
"If it's what you want." He said and I looked up at him. Trying to slow my heart down, I knew that he could hear it. I just hoped I wasn't blushing.
"It's what I want."
