Luna Pov

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The night after I sent Eva to purgatory, after finding out about Abbraxas' pictures of me, and Dahlia's knowledge of my where abouts I went to sleep. I must say it was one of the best nights of sleep I had ever had. When I awoke, I did so peacefully. My only discomforts where the bruises around my neck from Finn's hands. The marks along my ribs from his curled fists, the big bruise on my back from him pushing me against the wall. They were healing as expected but it only felt like it was taking forever because of the sharp pain I would get every time I breathed or moved. My inside was doing better than my outside. I've never thought that before and I was glad to think those words. To me it was more important that my inside feeling good rather than my outside feeling good. I couldn't break on the outside. The inside breaking is what scared me. I had built a dam of sorts. Instead of water the dam held the emotions I kept buried down deep inside of me. For instance some of them would be; my feelings of pain I'd rather forget and not relive at the witches place, the memories of the people the witches forced me to kill hearing their screams as they died by my hand, my feelings for Klaus that only seem to strengthen day by day and night by night. Each day little things would be thrown into the dam. At some point I knew I was going to have to let some of the pressure out. But I had to be careful. I had to ease into it. If one thing went wrong two long years of hard work would be gone. I didn't want the dam to break because if it broke then I would break too. I was teetering so closely over the edge that at the slightest gust or push I would fall. I hated that my emotions and feelings had so much power and control over what I did and didn't do. In a way I still felt trapped. Although this time it wasn't the witches putting me in a cell or a spell circle, it wasme. The other times I had the best nights of sleep were when I was withKlaus. My best nights of sleep being with him because it was so comforting, warm and I would always wake up well rested. I rarely had a nightmare or bad dream sleeping with him but even if I did I would wake up and feel better because he was next to me and I was not alone. He would wake up with me and be there for me to cling and hold onto like my life depended on it. He would say the wordsit'sokayand I would believe him, not one doubt in my mind. I trusted him...trusted him with everything in me. If Klaus said the wordsit'sokayandthe world was burning down all around us even then, I would still not only believe him, butbelieveinhim.I always felt better with him beside me. The truth was it did not matter where I was going or what I was doing, as long as he was with me I felt stronger, and just overall better. Every time he was near me, every conversation no matter how short or long, every look I felt like he washealingme. Reversing what the witches had done and he didn't even know how much he was helping me. I wish I could tell him. About how I felt. It hurt...hurtmysoulto not just break down and tell him. He kneweverythingabout me. What I liked, what I disliked. What I hated, what I loved. My fears of abandonment, my fears of great heights, my fears of being drug back down to the witches place, my fears of losing everything and everyone close to me. I kneweverythingthere was to know about him. His past love Aurora, a cruel woman who did not love him in return. I had never met thisAurorabut if I ever did I would have slapped her. For not only hurting Klaus but damn what a great opportunity she missed out on. Klaus is a good man, the best one I know and he probably would have done anything and everything for her and she just threw if all away with her greed. Some people just didn't appreciate what they have but that's okay.Auroramight be gone but I am here. The time I spent with him was precious to me, no matter how short or long that time may be. I will let him know how much I cherish him. How important he is and not just to me. I knew of his enemies, we even unsurprisingly have a few in common. I knew what he liked and didn't like. I knew his fears. Klaus fears that no one loves, cares, or trusts him because of what and who he is. I remember when he told me there was this look on his face that I could only describe as vulnerability...

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flashback

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"Yeah, I uh, I'll see you later," I said waving Rebekah goodbye. Her and Hayley were going shopping. Hayley as much as she hated to admit it she needed new maternity clothes.

Most of the people in the compound were gone today thanks to the witches. Apparently they were causing trouble, again...

Walking around the compound it was weird seeing the halls empty, the stair cases as well. I had a phone but I didn't really feel like calling or texting. Josh downloaded this game (candy crush) I think and I was on level 95 and he was on level 80. My lives had to build up and I didn't really want to play on my phone right now any way.

I decided to go to the library grab a book and take it to my room.

Reading was on the agenda for me today.

In the end I went out on a limb and grabbed Romeo and Juliet. I had already read Stephenie Meyer's twilight series, Stephen King's The Shining, James Patterson's Zoo, and J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter books it was time that I try Shakespeare.

It was a nice day. So rather than sitting inside my bed room in my chair on the far side of the room reading, I decided to go outside to my balcony.

I could count on my hand the number of times I had been on this balcony. I was so afraid of it at first. Afraid of falling. All my life even at the witches place I was on the ground. When Klaus first showed me my room he took me here last. I remember holding on to him tightly, so tight that my knuckles turned white. Sure the structure looked stable but it could still break at any moment I was convinced.

I sat near the entryway of the balcony so if it were to somehow fall I would have a chance at grabbing hold of something to avoid falling and becoming nothing more than a lump of meat on the street.

By the end of the day I had finished Romeo and Juliet. I wasn't going to lie and say I loved it because I didn't,I hated it.

They should have met each other before going on with their plans. Now Romeo is dead and so is Julietall because of miscommunication. What kind of love story was this?

I stood up turning to go put the book back when I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in," I said while making an attempted to smooth down my skirt and tidy up my hair just in case this visitor turned out to be Klaus.

Thankfully I had because it was.

"Hello love, did you have a nice day?" Klaus asked wearing that friendly smirk on his face. Something wasn't right. My eyes narrowed in on the blood near his temple.

"Yeah it was good, how was your day and what happened to your head?"

He chuckled. "My day was fine and as for this...let's just say the other person looks a lot worse," Klaus said gesturing to his head wound.

"Did you like it?" He asked and I frowned what could he be talking about.

"The book," He said the smirk still on his face. "Oh," I said now understanding.

"No, I hated it."

"Really I thought I was the only one. Why do you hate it?"

I looked down at my feet, blushing. Wow. Yet another thing we had in common. Maybe I should start a list. Too late, everything we had in common was already burned into my brain. Couldn't forget even if I tried.

"They both died because of miscommunicationand misinterpretation. So in the end they never got together. I might be biased but I prefer books with a happy ending." I said speaking honestly. I was always honest with Klaus, well on most things. The one thing I didn't tell him was how I liked him. More than a friend, more than a brother, more than family, maybe more than I should. I have for quite some time, after exactly four weeks of officially meeting him. When our hands touched my face would heat up, when he looked my way my heart would beat just a little faster than before, when he hugged me I wanted it to last a little longer to have him hold me more tighter.

"I don't think your biased Luna. Given your past it's understandable that you wouldn't want to indulgeis such depressingand dark reading materials. Besides Shakespeare isn't for everyone."

I nodded agreeing with him. He was right about that, right about everything.

"So I see that you were enjoying the balcony," Klaus said his head tilted to the side looking at the blanket I had left there. I walked over and plucked the small decorated blanket up, folding it quickly."Yeah just the edge, I'm still hesitant about going all the way out."

He held out his hand. "Come with me love, there is something I have to show you."

Without hesitation I took his hand.

I didn't know where I was expecting him to take me but the roof of the compound is something I would have never thought of. Had it been someone other than Klaus I would have said "oh no," and went right back down those stairs clutchingthe old yet sturdy, wooden railing for dear life. But since it was Klaus it was more like "oh yes," it wasn't like I could just leave and drop his hand. Why blow what time we did have together away?

The air was cooler up here. The wind seemed to blow just a little bit harder. Making my heart pound in my chest. Klaus holding my hand and being at a high place at the same time was not the best combination.

I tried focusing on something, anything besides him holding my hand and how high we were. What had captured my attention was not the jarring height but the amazing view. I could see everything. Shops and people alike. Jazz could be heard playing. The setting was stunning and-

"Beautiful."

"Yes it is, now I'm going to ask you a question love."

I nodded, patiently waiting everything else but him faded away. For five seconds I forget about the fact that we were on the roof of the compound. Just five seconds...then that realizationdawned on me...

"Do you trust me?" Klaus asked and, "Of course I trust you." was my honest reply. He had asked me this a couple times before and my answer had always remained the same.

He still had my hand as we walked closer to the edge. There was a tugging sensation in the back of my head. I should go back. Ahead there was only danger. But I wanted to continue this path even though I knew how it was going to end.

Klaus steppedconfidently onto the edge, gently, pulling me with him. I was well aware of my shakiness and how tight my grip had got on his hand had gotten. Normally I would have been embarrassedbut I wasn't today. For my own reassuranceI held onto him with my other hand which was gripped just as tight as the other one. Klaus wouldn't drop me, at least not on purpose. If a sudden strong gust of wind happened to come my way then I was confident that he wouldn't let me fall. Klaus Mikealson was a strong man. So strong that he wouldn't let me fall.

"How do you feel at this moment in time?"

I swallowed thickly and looked down. My stomach and heart dropping as I did this.

"Honestly I'm terrified."

"Facing your fears is never the easiest thing to do. I should know, living a thousand and a half years has reminded me so. We are all afraid of something."

Not being able to help it any more the question tumbled out and past my lips. "Klaus what if I fall?"

He tore his eyes away from the sun that was beginning to set and turned to me. I again forgot that I was on the edge of the compound roof, for about five seconds...

"Then I will catch you."

"Promise?" I asked my voice not above a whisper as I locked eyes with him.

"Luna if for some reason you were to fall, I promise to catch you, and if I can't I will fall with you."

Isn't that what every girl wanted to hear? He probably didn't know it but he could be so moving some times with the things he said.

"Thank you for saying that I feel a lot better," I confidentlysaid aloud. I had expected, "your welcome," what I had not expected was for him to laugh. It was a pleasant sound that carried off a little into the wind.

I did too, laugh with him. This was one thing to cross off the list. Laugh with Klaus Mikealson on the edge of the compound roof.

"No I mean it," I said after our laughter died down. He smirked.

"Facing Fears? Klaus what are you talking about? We've been over this, you don't have any fears being as brave as you are there's no way you could have any."

"Luna everyone is afraid of something even me."I winced mistakenly looking down again.

"I seriously doubt that you have a fear of heights otherwise you never would have taken me up here." I stated speaking out of what I thought was true. The way he has stepped on to that ledge, so confidently, no hesitation what so ever told me that he was not afraidof heights. If he was afraid of anything at all.

"What are you afraid of?" I asked after the silence became to much to handle. If it was quiet then I would automatically look down on instinct.

"That everyone is right, that Mikeal was right. That I am the bastard child; that I am a monster, a beast, an abomination. It might seem surprising but I do care about what my family thinks of me. If I could go back I would, but I can't."

"I don't know whoeveryoneisbutIknow that their wrong. Mikeal too. If your family loves you then they are going to love every part of you. The over protective/possessiveness, the fact that your not their full blooded sibling, the fact that you have a different way of doing things. If someone is going to love you, especially your family they have to accept your view of things; your opinions, your thoughts, your actions, your mistakes, your achievements, your flaws though I'm not sure that you have any..." I said trailing off glancing at him to see what he thought of my words.

I had never seen Klaus' face look like this.

His brows drawn together. His lips parted ever so slightly. So unlike him, sovulnerable...There really wasn't any other word to describe this look on his face besides the ten lettered one.

Going out on yet another limb I decided to resume talking. He didn't look mad so that was a good sign that I could continue to talk.

"They are going to have to loveyou for you. Who you are and not what. They are going to have to not believeevery rumorout there about you in the world. Maybe you weren't the best in the past but you are making an effort to be your best now. That's what matters. Your family isn't a group of saints, though I'd say you've been a saint to me. Everyone is your family has. You all are not perfect but that doesn't mean your a monster because of it. You have all done things that you are not proud of. If you are willing to accept them for who they are then they should be willing to accept who you are too." I finished satisfied with what I said, proud of myself. I was standing on a ledge after all. I should have been shaking like a leaf, but I wasn't.

"How can you see through me?"

I smiled my eyes downcast as I tried to think of how to reply to that.

"I just know you. I might not know everything about you but I know enough. Monsters don't have fears, monsters don't love and care about what other people think because their evil. Labeling yourself as amonsteronly gives those who call you that power. You aremisunderstood, not a monster. Some people just can't differentiatebetween the two."

There was a brief period of silence when the wind picked up causing my hair to move along with it. Long coils of dark curls obscured my vision. Normally I just would have moved them back by now but I was still holding onto Klaus,tightlyI might add. I just noticed that the sun was almost set and as I looked over I noticed that the little daylight left had begun to play with his hair. Making it appear brighter. The wind picked up and played around with his hair. My fingers itched to touch it. I wanted to know if it was as soft as it looked. Then the wind really picked up, yet again obscuring him from my sight by my wild hair.

"Yet you can." Klaus said speaking for the first time in minutes.

"I'm not just anybody. To be able to differentiateyou have to be on both sides, to understand them to a certain extent. Most people are lucky to not ever have to think about going through what you and I have. The witches used to throw around the termmonster. They were afraid of what I was. The people who call you that are afraidof you. It didn't mean that I was a monster it's just the word they used. I was really justmisunderstood."

"Your right of course. So how does it feel to face your fears?" He asked after it was almost completely dark. Though his blue eyes seemed to glow in the darkness causing me to shiver.

I smiled, desperately trying to play off what had just happened. I hoped and prayed that he didn't see or feel what just happened.

"It's less scary when I'm with you. Alone I probably wouldn't have even thought about going up here." I said my eyes downcastas I did so. Watching the street lights come on.

He stepped down first. Being the perfect gentleman that he was, he helped me down from the ledge though my knees were now shaking.

"Hopefully now that you've faced your fears, maybe now they won't control you as much as they have before. Let's get you inside, I felt you shiver earlier. Can't have you getting sick..." Klaus said letting go of my hand.I nodded and then played with my hair using my right hand, attempting to smooth it down, something to do now that my hand wasn't inside of his.

"Hopefully now that we've talked you won't think your a monster. Just misunderstoodthere's a difference," I state after building up some confidence.

Klaus put his hand on my back leading me backto the inside of the compound. I tried to avoid looking too happy, then he might know something is up and that can't happen.

"I don't know what I'd do without you Luna."

I sighed not knowing how to reply to that statement. I knew exactly where I would be without him. It didn't exactly take rocket science to figure it out.

"Well I know I would be dead without you..."

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end of flashback

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It's been 2 weeks since I last saw my older brother and his father. I haven't heard from them either. Their absence was starting to worry me. It was like they were missing all over again. I hoped that wasn't the case. I don't think I'd be able to go through that again.

I had taken a big leap after defeating Eva. Of course I had to take a few steps back because of them not being here. It seemed that I couldn't win to win. I had to win to lose.

Yes, Eva was gone. Cole was right, she didn't last long in purgatory. Now a devious older and more powerful witch Dahlia was after me. Ester's sister nonetheless. Not to mention Abbraxas and his creepy self.

I had talked to Cole and he said that this kind of thing was normal with them being whitelighters and all. Apparentlyupthere, was having problems. Cole was the Source of all Evil yet he had enough time to at least call and shimmer in. I wasn't mad at them, just worried. I had already lost one brother and I didn't want to go and lose another one. I wanted to do things with him. Like watch a movie, or even go out to eat. I wanted my brother to criticize what I was wearing. I wanted to hear him threaten a guy who decided to look my way. I just wanted him to be my brother. Maybe it was too much to ask, but family is important. My time with the Mikealsons taught me that. I just hoped it was just as important to Chris and Leo just as it was to me.

Rebekah was happy to be back in her original body. The day after she returned she acted as if she had never left. I think everyone including myself, preferred it that way. We talked for hours one night about one of her favorite subject,boys. I never had much to offer up on the subject but she happily took whatever I gave her. I told her about my latest phone call with Kai. Even managed to tell her all thegorydetails. She didn't even have to ask for them. How he called mebabyand how he was supposed to be coming here to the compound he had some family heirloom of mine to give to me. I preferred to talk to her about Kai rather than Klaus. He was her brother, and I loved Rebekah to death but I did not want to hear about her brother's exes and what they said about him. I was already insecure enough. I didn't have to ask but I was sure his exes were more stable, less broken down, and more beautiful then I ever could be. Rebekah had thought that the family heirloom could be a necklace, she even went to go as far to say a ring. I of course denied those things. Rebekah like Kol and Davina thought that Kai liked me since he was calling me baby all the time on the phone. I didn't really want him to stop because on the inside I secretly liked it. Whenever he called me that my heart beat would beat faster than before and blood would rush to my face. If this was the reacting I got when Kai called mebaby, I could only imagine how I would react to Klaus calling mebaby. I just might faint from lack of breathing. I tended to do that around him, forget to breathe. I wasn't sure that Kai liked me more than a friend. I didn't even know my own feelings half the time. How was I supposed to know someone else's?

Freya had been in a good mood for the most part. She even went out drinking with Klaus. The rough un-trusting and un-faithful patch between the two of them seemed to be gone and healed over. Her and Vincent seemed to be growing close. After talking to Rebekah one night I know for a fact that she has high hopes for their relationship to grow into something more. I did too, have high hopes like her. The both of them have had a hard life. The both of them deserved to be happy. If they got together and they were happy then I wouldn't be the one complaining.

Jake was normal. Despite him being a hybrid nothing had changed between us. We were still close friends, maybe even closer than before, closer than we have ever been.The awkwardness that had become a regular thing was gone. I had my best friend back. I had even told him my big crush, and he told me his in return, a human girl that works in a coffee shop in the Quarter. We went there together I must say it was funny watching from afar as he stuttered out our coffee order, his cheeks red. Of course in return he teased me about mine. Speaking of Klaus, he was helping Jake master his new found hybrid abilities. The speed, strength, along with the blood lust. I walked in on them sparring once. They got along so well now I think it was safe to call them friends. I couldn't have been more pleased. Now I didn't have to choose, I could have the both of them.

Mikeal still spared with me, Cole as well. However since Mikeal was out hunting Finn most of the time our lessons had come to a temporary pause. I missed his hard and kind attitude when he sparred with me. Never easy but not hard enough to hurt me, he just wanted to push me. I was thankful for him, for that and for not being such a jerk to Klaus. The two of them would bump heads occasionally before but now it wasn't as often. Klaus had every right to be angry at Mikeal but I could sense that allowing him to stay here he was in a way forgiving him. He might not completely forgive him but they had to start somewhere. Hopefully our fighting lessons would pick back up again as soon as he caught that sick bastard. A part of me was hoping that Klaus would get to him first, not that he was looking, but part of me just wanted Finn to suffer. Knowing Klaus I knew for sure that he would make him suffer. I wouldn't even have to ask.

Ansel was still in Georgia with his wolf pack, apparently some problems were forcing him to stay. Whatever the problem was it must have been bad. Ansel was originally only supposed to stay up there in Georgia for a few days at the most. Those few days had turned into two weeks. Those two weeks had turned into a month. We talked on the phone a few times when the weather wasn't bad and we had time. I was curious about what was keeping him their so long but I couldn't bring myself to ask, it felt like prying and I wasn't trying to be nosy or anything. I wished Ansel the best of luck with his problems because it was the best that I could do. I did miss him and I knew for certain that I wasn't the only one. Even though Klaus didn't say it, I know that he missed his father. When you get used to someone's presence, and when they fit into your everyday routine when they are gone it feels like there is something missing.

Ester was now fully healed and out of the hospital bed or the sick room as we were now calling it. She was still here but mostly kept quiet and was mostly by herself. Klaus wasn't making his grudge on her a secret. Everyone in the compound seemed to avoid her. I would occasionally speak with her only out of pity, because it seemed that no one really wanted anything to do with her. She wasn't bad in a way I could see that she too, was misunderstood.

Cami was happy and so was Damon. Whatever problems they were going through were gone, vanished from existence. I was happy for them. Happy that they were content, and happy that all the awkward tension and silence would be gone between them. Though I admit, I felt sorry for her. Watching Bambi once or twice in a row was okay. Watching it for a straight five nights was a whole different story. Maybe we shouldn't have made those references to the Shining after all.

Davina and Kol seemed closer than ever. The two planned to go off to college. Both of them wanted me to come and join, at first I wasn't sure. After some begging I finally agreed to think about it. True it would be nice to do something that didn't involve using my magic or my powers. I wanted to possibly go in for a writing degree, maybe homeopathic degree, maybe even both. Kol was excited about it, saying that we could be like the golden trio from Harry Potter. I was deemed Hermione because of my quote on quote"un-tamable wild curly hair."Davina was Harry because of her dark hair and greenish blue eyes. Kol was Ron because of his appetite and fiery temper.

Vincent had talked to me about my parents a few times. I learned new things about them. Like how my mom's date to prom had bailed and my dad took his place. Vincent had given me a picture of them from that night. They looked beautiful, happy, full of life. My mother was wearing this thin spaghetti strap floor length, cream colored dress with silver rhinestones embed on the bust. It was floor length and it had ruffles at the bottom. My dad was wearing a black tux and he towered over my mother. The smiles on their faces were priceless to me. They looked so happy. I wished I could know them. Not just from other people but because they would have been my parents. If they had lived maybe I wouldn't have been tortured, burned, and beaten. If they had lived I wouldn't have all the scars that made up most of my being on the inside. If they had lived maybe I wouldn't have anxiety or panic attacks. Maybe I would be normal, and nothing would be wrong with me. Hayley and I could have grown up together. Maybe if we had then we wouldn't be fighting all the time or not as much. I would take either. Both would be better then what I was dealing with now.

Rebekah didn't get to throw that big party this week for defeating Eva. As much as I hated to admit it I had been looking forward to that party. Thinking that I could dress up nice, put make-up on, do my hair and hope/pray that the great original hybrid would notice me. Though it wasn't likely, I still wanted to try. If it worked great, then good. If it didn't work, oh well, there's still a party and that means drinks so I can just drink away my sadness.

Everything and everyone seemed okay. That was until it started happening...

People started to go missing. Witches, wolfs, and vampires. This time around even the humans weren't safe from getting snatched. Naturally with all of this going on that meant everybody leaving the compound to find out what had happened,Vincentincluded. Even though he had said that he was done I didn't think he really was. If he was done I think he wouldn't want to participate in anything supernatural, yet he was out there with everyone else.

I stayed in. Not because I was told or asked to but because I was busy with my four legged companion. The only realup-liftingthing in my life since Klaus wasn't at home anymore. If he was home then he just slept. It bothered me that he was so tired all the time.

My recent project with my furry little friend was picking out his name. Which had proved to be quite a challenge. I wanted something cool, something to match his personality. I had brought Josh in to help me. Marcel had asked him to stay, to take a break since he's been doing so much recently. I know Josh wasn't complaining or trying to deny the time off because of Aiden. But after a few pack members went missing Aiden had to go help Jackson, Hayley, and Jake with the pack. I probably would have been over there with Aiden and the others but my sister and I weren't getting along at the moment,again. I didn't want to go over there and add tension and drama to what they were dealing with so I just stayed home. Out of the way.

"Alex." Josh said and I laughed lightly shaking my head,no.

"To mundane."

"Yeah that name is over used anyway." He agreed his tone still cheerful.

Me and Josh had been at it for hours. Listing off names, sitting on the floor in our socks eating popcorn. We had first tried to throw a tennis ball back and fourth with the little fur ball but he had shredded it. Reminding of that night when he shredded that Dahlia flower that had sprouted from the concrete steps.

There were a lot of great and powerful names like Hades and Zeus but none of them really fit my puppy's personality. I loved Josh but there was no way I was going to name my dog Darth Vadar or Voldemort.

I got up to go get me and Josh some drinks when he shot up from his spot from the floor.

"That's it, I got it!"

I turned confused.

"Shadow! He follows you around like a shadow."

I gasped it was perfect.Shadow!Why hadn't I thought of it before?

Forgetting to go get the drinks I tackled Josh with a hug almost knocking both him and I down in the process.

"That's great Josh! You are a genius!"

"I know, that's what they tell me." He said and then he pushed me away, worriedly looking behind me. "I think he wants me to be his new chew toy. Go ahead try it out."

I knelt on the ground planning on seeing if this name worked as much as I wanted it to.

"Shadow, come here." I cooed and he gave a small bark before running to me. Wagging his tail happily, hitting Josh on the leg but he didn't seem to mind.

"Good boy." I said softly, petting his dark sleek coat.

"Hey it looks like a nice day, do you wanna go out for a walk? I don't know about you but I could use a coffee right about now." I smiled, poor Josh. He was feeling antsy with Aiden and everyone being out in danger. I knew that feeling.

"Sure let me get my stuff together." I said looking myself over. I had on a pair of black shorts and a thin gray v-neck t-shirt. I grabbed my light blue converse and put them on, lacing them up. "We are twins." Josh stated and I looked over at him to see that he had black jeans and a gray t-shirt along with blue converse. I smiled as I grabbed Shadow's chain from the top of my dresser. "Great minds think alike."

When Cole had first presented it to me I hated it. Worried that it would hurt him but he insisted this was the only chain that would be able to hold him.

Shadow had a black collar that disappeared when it was on him, blending in with his fur. The triquetra was etched in gold.

"Uh oh, who's gonna call him?"

I could tell by Josh's tone when he saidhim, that he was talking about Klaus. I didn't understand why everyone was so afraid of him. Even his friends. I was not afraid of him as a person, but afraid that I would some how disappoint and hurt him. I couldn't imagine fearing him for being who he was. That was unthinkable.

As I got out my phone out of the corner of my eye I could see that he had gotten this mischievous expression on his face. "What's his name on your phone?"

"Klaus." I answered looking at him worriedly. Why would his name on my phone have anything to do with calling him? Maybe it was a good idea we get out, Josh was startling to have that look in his eyes.

"So there isn't any hearts or kissy face emoji's?"

"No." I replied trying to guess where he was going with this but as usual, I came up blank.

"Well just Klaus is boring. You need to add some spice and flare. Like put his name as My King or the secret love of my life. It would probably be best to add a couple hearts too, that always goes far."

"Josh." I started feeling blood rush to my face.

"Don't Josh me, you almost already kissed him right?"

My mouth went dry as I turned off and put down my phone.

"I don't know we were just talking and then it happened." I said trying to pull what I remembered from the night. It was something I could and would never forget but I really didn't know who was leaning in. I automatically assumed it was me because why would he be the one wanting to kiss me? I was the one who had feelings for him, not the other way around. There was no other way to know until I asked him and that wasdefinitelynevergoing to happen.

"It's only a matter of time before it happens again."

"Why do you say that?" I asked panicking. He couldn't be right could he? If he was right then was it wrong to feel excited but also a little scared? What if he wasn't right at all just trying to tease me? It seemed to start out that why especially with the mischievous expression on his face. That expression was now gone. Josh actually could be serious about this and mean everything he says.

"Are you kidding? You and him have so much built up tension if somebody lit a match in the room the two of you would be set on fire after or before the big explosion."

"Tension? I'm not angry at him and I don't think he's mad at me." I said confused when he was talking about tension between me and Klaus. There was none.

He smiled taking my hand leading Shadow and I out of the room, who was watching him carefully.

Once we made it out of the compound he started talking again. Shadow happily trotting by my side, looking over at Josh occasionally but more focused on the new people around him.

"I wasn't talking about that kind of tension."

I turned to him again confused. "What do mean that kind of tension I thought there was only one?"

He laughed putting an arm around my shoulder.

"Luna Luna Luna, honey I didn't know you were this clueless."

I bumped my shoulder into his intentionally. "I'm not clueless okay, I just don't know everything."

"Correction you do know everything except when it comes to romance and having feelings for someone."

"I do have feelings for Klaus but I can't just tell him. It's not as easy as everyone makes it sound."

He hummed stopping near a bench. "You Ms. Clueless wait right here with Shadow while I go get our coffee."

Coffee. Which for the past 2 weeks I had learned that it was never to early or late to have the smooth warm drink filled with caffeine.

We weren't far away from the compound so I got out my phone and decided to call Klaus. To let him now that the three of us were out of the compound. The last thing I wanted was for him to show up there, out of the blue and me not having called him. He was always stressed out. I didn't want to stress or worry him even more than he already was.

As expected it didn't even ring more than one time before he picked up. "Hello love, is everything alright?"

Butterflies fluttered in my stomach at the sound of his voice. I haven't heard it since last night when he apologized for being so tired and not being able to spend time with me. I of course, told him that it was fine, that he was busy and not to worry. Of course my words had no effect because he was still bothered. Nonetheless hearing his voice made me feel better, even though I wasn't feeling bad.

"Yeah everything is fine. I just called to tell you that me and Josh are outside of the compound. I think he was going stir crazy, worried about Aiden and the others. He just went to get us some coffee. After that we are probably just going to go walk around."

"Are you alone?"

"No my demon dog is here with me." I happily replied as Shadow laid his head on my shoes. Though I couldn't see his eyes I knew he was watching the people that passed the bench. He was a very watchful dog. At night he slept on the foot of my bed. Jake told me that once he came in to check on me and Shadow growled at him. Which of course alerted Klaus, who thought the whole situation was hilarious. Rebekah had started to call him my guardian angel. Though Elijah and Shadow got off on a bumpy start things were doing better. When I was talking to Freya in the kitchen Elijah was there to cooking dinner. It was steak. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Elijah feed Shadow a steak. Bits and pieces before giving him the whole thing which Shadow had no problem with given his large appetite and his maw full of sharp teeth. It didn't end there. Whenever he and Elijah thought no one was watching he would reach down and scratch Shadow behind the ears even going as far as giving him a belly rub. Shadow would return the gesture by nipping Elijah affectionately on the hand, and bringing him a ball so that they could play fetch. He really loved Hope to, and I imagine she felt the same way because she smiled, laughed, and giggled around him. At this point they were playing peek-a-boo together. Josh said that this kind of behavior wasn't normal. Then again my Shadow wasn't just any ordinary dog. He was special. The only one of his kind as far as I knew.

"I finally picked out a name." I stated not being able to wait to tell him. I needed his opinion on important things, and this was one of those things.

"Let's hear it."

"Shadow." I said closing my eyes in anticipation. Hoping that he would like it because I really did, and it fit him so well but I was ready to change my dog's name in a heartbeat if he didn't.

"Hmm given his dark fur, what he is, and how he acts around you I think it's perfect."

"Josh came up with it. That's what we've been doing most of the day. Listing off names trying to find the perfect one." I confessed and he chuckled. His voice sounded strained, like he was stressed.

"Seem's like you are having more fun then I am at the moment." Klaus said and before I could reply some guy came up to the bench. Shadow tensed up. Not pleased at the man standing in front of me. The butterflies in my stomach disappeared and they were replaced with a feeling of dread.

"Nice dog is this seat taken?" A man asked in a thick southern accent. He had long stringy hair and sallow skin.

I opened my mouth to reply yes when the man suddenly lurched forward and grabbed my purse. It was so fast and I probably should have reacted sooner but I was on the phone with Klaus. Talking with him on the phone or in front of him met that my full attention was on him and nothing/no one else. "Hey!" I yelled out half in shock and the other half in protest.

"Love what's going on?" Klaus asked now sounding both stressed and worried. Two things I did not want him to feel when he was conversing with me. Even if it was just on the phone.

"Some jerk tried to steal my purse." I said mostly lost at words when I saw Shadow holding the man's calf muscle in between his sharp teeth. The man tried to move but he was unsuccessful. Shadow growled as the man cried out in pain. Causing the few people who were walking past to stare.

"Tried?" Klaus questioned.

"Yeah Shadow has his teeth in his leg." I replied not knowing what to do next. I had never been in a situation like this and besides nothing like this had never happened tomebefore.

"I'm on my way."

He hung up but I knew it wouldn't be long before he was here with me. The dread I had been feeling dissipated and relief justflowedinto my entire being.

Blood was dripping down onto the concrete, like water. Who knew a puppy could do this much damage. An elderly man in a baseball cap who was standing against one of the closed shops was looking at us.

"Help! Get this crazy mutt off of me!"

I opened my mouth to retort angrily. My dog was not a mutt. Before I could the old man in the hat stepped forward and laughed.

"Sorry can't help you mister. Shouldn't have tried to take that little lady's bag."

He then came and walked over to me. But for some reason I didn't feel threatened by him.

"You keep that dog miss, it's a damn good one." I nodded and watching as the man held out his hand to me. I shook it. His deep gravely voice surprising me because of it's soothingness.

"I'm Blade Thompson. I own the weapons store down by the corner."

"I'm Luna Halliwell and this is Shadow." I said gesturing down to where my dog was at. His strong jaws still clamped on the mans leg. The man was probably going to need stitches. I didn't feel sorry for him. He shouldn't have tried to take my bag.

"Well Miss if you ever need anything say a wooden stake or an ancient artifact to kill a vengeful vampire, warlock, or demon then you know where to find me." Blade then walked off to the end of the street, stopping and turning at the corner before completely disappearing from my sight.

Hmm that was strange but not as strange as everyone from the street now being gone. That worried me. Josh should have been here by now. Not that I wanted my coffee because in reality I didn't. I only went out because he needed too. Right now I just wanted my friend to appear and not be hurt. Something was wrong though, I could feel it.

"Well I see that Shadow needs no training on protecting you." A voice said and I smiled turning to see Klaus. The butterflies appeared again this time not in my stomach but at my feet, slowly fluttering their way up to my knees.

I gently tugged on the chain, "Shadow," I called gently.

He obliged un-clamping his strong jaws from the mans leg. Shadow then proceeded to sit down at my feet. If demon dogs could glare, Shadow was glaring at the man sitting on the bench, tears streaming down his red face. His time sitting down didn't last long.

Klaus pulled him up by his shirt for a second I wondered if he was going to kill the man. Yeah true, he was a jerk who tried to take my purse but he didn't deserve to die. I just didn't know how to intervene. Maybe it was weird to think this butI lovedthe fact that Klaus would harm someone for me, even kill them. If only there was a way to show him that I would do the same. I wasn't against him protecting me but I would prefer it if sometimes I got to do the protecting.

"You are going to go to the hospital and get stitched up, when you go home you are going to think about what you have done. You will remember to get a job and to not take things that are not yours. And if you do, I shall be waiting for you and this time you won't walk away breathing."

I had never seen a vampire compel someone before, much less Klaus. I wish that he could compel me. Not because I wanted him to control me but because there was serious eye contact going on.

"How's your day been?" I asked as he reached down to pet Shadow.

"Awful. Despite working together with your pack and some witches we found nothing. Who ever took them leaves nothing behind, not even a scent. As each minute passes the tensions rise and fights break out. I am worried that we are at the brink of a supernatural war. Not just with the werewolves, vampires, or witches but with the humans as well."

"I'm sorry that you've had a bad day, if you want you can go back-"

"No!"

My eye's widened at his tone.

"I mean to say that I don't really want to go back so is there something I can help you with."

I smiled feeling confident again and taking his hand. "Yeah I have some things you could help me with. I lost Josh and Shadow needs a bath. Those two things shouldn't take long but after your done helping me I can help you and try to figure out who exactly is behind the kidnappings." He nodded and took my hand.

Warmness spread through my entire figure, now that he was next to me, holding my hand. "Now which way did young Joshua go?"

I pointed in the direction and we began walking. Unable to stand the quietness of the streets anymore I turned to Klaus. "Is it me or does everything seemdead?"

"No it's not just you. The streets should be crowded but they are not which means that trouble is likely already here." Klaus said and I nodded agreeing with him.

A low whine came out of Shadows mouth causing me to stop and look down at him.

Shadowneverwhined. He barked, growled, and sighed. Yeah something was definitely wrong.

Following his line of sight it seemed to be that he was looking at a dark alleyway. He whined again moving towards the alleyway.

I winced. Remembering what Cole said the other day about hell hounds when he had come over for a quick lunch. "What is it?" Klaus asked tightening his grip on my hand, not painfully just enough to let me know he was there. I couldn't help but zone out sometimes.

"Cole said that hell hounds can sense death. Along with pain and suffering."

Klaus frowned and started walking to the mouth of the dark alleyway.

I really didn't want to go in that alley or anywhere near it, but what would he think if I stayed back. Besides he was holding my hand. I'd go into any dark alleyway if I could do something as simple as that. Hold his hand. Wow, sometimes I was just really pathetic.

The air itself seemed to change as soon as we walked into the alleyway. Colder. Making the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

Shadow was tense and more alert than usual which was saying something.

His ears drooped and he whined again, louder than the last two times. Something was wrong.

Klaus saw him before I did.

"Josh." I said my voice breaking as I saw him lying there on the cold ground. He wasn't bleeding which was a good sign. There was a bump on his head judging by it's location it was supposed to knock him out. Who ever did this had done it before, it was a perfect hit. That area is not something you could hit by chance or on an accident.His breathing was far from normal. He was wheezing. It sounded like something was stuck in his chest or throat blocking his airway. Like a sick person. But how could Josh be sick, he was a vampire.

Vampires did not get sick.

Shadow had his head on Josh's leg, looking at him almost mournfully.

"Call Marcel." Klaus said as he picked Josh up in his arms. Here I thought today was going to be decent, why didn't things ever go the way I wanted them to.

...

"Have you reached Aiden yet?" Marcel asked and I shook my head, phone still in my hand. Klaus and Elijah were currently putting Josh in the hospital bed. After that they were going to talk to the vampires at the compound to keep quiet and if they saw anything to come find them.

"Jackson and Jake aren't picking up either."

"Have you tried your sister?" Marcel asked nonchalantly and I sighed exasperated. Of course he was going to ask about Hayley. The truth was I had. The same thing had happened for the past 2 weeks, straight to voicemail.

"To be honest we've been fighting lately. She wont text back, and refuses to answer when I call. Why don't you try maybe she'll answer you?"

Without turning I knew that Klaus and Elijah were looking at me. Instead of standing there while Marcel called my sister I went over to Josh. Carefully putting pillows under his head to try to prop it up to make it easier for air to get into his lungs.

"Luna I'm sure that there was just a bad signal." Elijah said and I nodded. Maybe he was right. Elijah always did see the best in her.

"Hey, have you found anything else out?" It wasn't Marcel's voice but my sisters. I felt my mouth fall open in shock. What the hell?!

"I don't believe this." I muttered under my breath as I walked out of the room disgusted. I didn't want to look at the sympathetic gazes of Elijah, and Marcel worst of allKlaus.

Instead of walking to my room I sat on one of the many steps of the grand staircase.

Hearing footsteps I looked up to see Klaus, who sat down beside me.

"Siblings can be a pain in the ass." He said and I nodded for once agreeing with him on this topic.

"Your right. At first I couldn't understand why or how your siblings can be a pain in the ass but now that I have siblings of my own, I completely understand."

"Maybe that's the problem. The two of you not understanding each other. You already know that I am on your side. I can't and won't keep you locked up here in the compound. I trust that you can handle yourself. However your sister seems to have a different view on that and if the two of you are to get past this then there has to be some form of communication on both ends. With everything going on it is crucial that we stick together so our enemies don't come our way to break us apart. All of us are stronger together, but apart..."

He was right, about everything. We weren't understanding each other. I could see her point. She wanted to protect me and keep me safe. She thought that the only way to keep me safe was to stay here. I understood that, but wasn't a fan of it.

She didn't understand what it was like to be confined to an area for long periods of time. Maybe if I could show her...

I stood and Klaus looked up at me confused. "I know how to make her understand."

"Not that I don't think your capable love, but the both of us know your sister, and she isn't exactly keen on changing her mind or opinion."

"I'm going to take her conscious back to the past so she can see, taste, and feel everything I felt while I was being locked inside of that cell for days. I just have to figure out how to do it. Davina can take care of Josh in the mean time. As you said with everything going on it's crucial that we stick together. If I can make her understand then we won't be fighting anymore and we'll get more work done on all sides because I will be there helping."

Before he could say anything else I hugged him shortly and briefly kissed him on the cheek. A sudden rush of adrenaline rushing in my veins as I did so.

"Thank you Klaus."

Then I started walking up the stairs where Freya's room was. Forcing myself not to look back even though I really wanted to.

...

Marcel Pov

...

Hayley walked into the compound. I could tell that she had that sign on her forehead like her mother, Laura did sometimes. The sign didn't exactly say anything nice either. In fact I remember Jason calling it the fuck off sign.

My job was not going to be easy but that didn't mean that it couldn't be done just because she was in a bad mood. I had seen this play out before. I knew it all to well. Lives were at stake, and not just theirs but ours, as well as everybody's else's in the compound. Hayley was not alone Jake walked with her, barely able to keep her brisk pace. Jake, who seemed awfully tired. The poor kid despite him being a hybrid could barely keep his eyes open. Days of sleepless nights will do that to anyone. I should know. I've been experiencing them for the past month.

"Eve and Mary are watching Hope. I don't like leaving her with them so let's speed this up, you said there was something I needed to know?"

I turned around and walked forward. Not really sure how to dead with Hayley and herattitude.

"It's better if I show you."

The two of them followed me into what we were now calling our"Sick room."

Everyone was always getting hurt all the time so it seemed fit that we would have a room designated to rest and heal. Luna and Josh while the rest of us were out had stocked the room full of medical supplies, they even went as far to paint the room a light green.

"Oh my god what happened?" Hayley asked walking over to Josh's bed side.

"Well you would have had that answer if you would have picked up the phone when your sister called."

She shrugged not meeting my eyes. "There was a bad signal." Hayley replied.

Jake turned to Hayley a disgruntled expression on his face. There was obviously something else going on. I wasn't the only one who could see it, Jake did to.

"Bad signal? Hayley are you joking? The cabin has great signal. I talk to Luna and Josh on the phone all the time."

Hayley glared at him causing him to hold his hands up in a defensive position. Clearly she didn't want him to rat her out. Unlike her I was thankful for Jake'sopenness.

"Okay so maybe things aren't exactly the best between us right now..." She replied and Jake stood up going to the door. Probably sensing that he shouldn't be here.

"Where are you going?" Hayley asked. Either hiding the anger in her voice horribly or not trying to hide it at all.

"Going to sleep and prepare myself to tell my best friend that his boyfriend is sick. Someone has to break the news to him." He replied to her question not even bothering to turn around.

"Why aren't things the best between you two?" I asked quoting Hayley and she looked up. "Look Josh has been hurt I don't have time to deal with petty-"

"Petty? How is hearing your sister out petty, Hayley? What if one of you get hurt or worse taken?" I asked cutting her off. Not bothering to hide my irritation. This wasn't a game. I wasn't going to tolerate anymore of this. I had seen this before with Jason and his half brother James. Their fights had been nothing at first and then they blew up. The Labonair brothers split, for good. Their fight was so bad James didn't even visit Luna and Hayley when they were born. James didn't even show up to his brothers funeral.

I didn't want Hayley and Luna to end up that way. It was best to stop this while it was still possible.

Davina and Kol had came in and that meant it was time for Hayley and I to leave the room so they could work on Josh and have enough space to do so. They were going to try and figure out why he wasn't waking up and why he had so much difficulty breathing.

I took her down to the basement to show her some old photographs.

"Marcel look I know your trying to mend me and Luna's sisterly bond but I don't think it's possible."

I shook my head as I searched for the particular photograph album I was looking for. So head strong. Wish Jason would have been around to show her that you had to lead with your heart sometimes too. Luckily I was here...

"Is it possible that you just aren't putting the effort in..." I said as I scanned the book shelves for a certain photo album.

"I don't want to be the bad guy, but this is her fault."

"Her fault? How is this her fault?"

Hayley sighed throwing her hands up in the air, exasperated.

"Staying inside the compound isn't that big of a deal. Why is it hard for someone to understand that?"

I rolled my eyes, she wasn't the only one feeling exasperated.

"Apparently it's a big dead coming out of the compound. Why is it hard for someone to understand that it isn't really a big deal?"

"I just want to keep her safe."

"Keeping her safe? The safe your talking about is the same as locking someone up."

"At least she would be living?"

I shook my head, disagreeing with her. Dahlia already knows where she is, so Luna really isn't as safe as she thinks. But she knew that of course. She was just lying to herself.

"No. That's not living."

"Then what is it?"

"Surviving," I stated before finding the book I had been looking for. Carefully, I pulled it out of wooden shelf. The thick photo album was covered in dust.

I noticed that Hayley became interested when I started to clear the dust off of it's cover.

"What is this?" She asked appearing by me side as I flipped through the pages trying to find a picture of Jason and James together. It was quickly proving difficult. The truth was their weren't many pictures of them because they simply didn't get along even as teenagers. There was Madeline and James. Their relationship, if it was even right to call it that, ended badly. In fact it was the reason why Jason kicked his brother out of the pack. Well that was before he almost killed him. James deserved it. I would have kicked his ass too, for what he did but Jason already handled it. He always did handle things. Especially when they had to do with Madeline. If only he could have spoke up sooner. Maybe the two of them would still be alive, Laura too.

I stopped finally finding one. Truth be told it was the only one, I think.

"This is your father Jason and your Uncle James." I said watching as she looked at the picture carefully.

The brothers had more differences than similarities. Jason had dark brown hair that was straight and usually messy. James' hair was blond and curly. Jason had the same green and gray eyes Luna and Hayley did. James had blue eyes. Their heights and body types were similar. That was basically the only thing the brothers had in common.

Turning it around to see the writing on the back. I was glad to see her attitude had left, for now at least.

"I have an Uncle?"

I nodded watching as she put the photograph back in to it's slot.

"Yeah do you want to know what happened to him?" I asked though I hadn't planned on her answering it was more of a rhetorical question.

"Your father and him got into a big fight. At first it was little things, in a way kind of like what you and Luna are going through. The miscommunication, the disrespect, the attitudes. The last straw was Madeline but that's not important right now. Your father kicked his own brother out of the pack. Had he not have kicked him James out your father probably would have killed him. After that whatever relationship they had, was destroyed. It was so bad that James didn't even come to see you and your sister's for your first birthdays. He didn't even come to see his brother's funeral. He hasn't been back to New Orleans since. Last I heard he was in Washington doing what his father used to do. I guess to try and redeem himself. I am telling you this hoping that you will listen. You need to realize that she is not a kid anymore. Luna is a young adult. You need to get it through your head that just because your her older sister doesn't mean you can just boss her around, tell her what to do and expect her to do it without fault or complaint."

She turned her back to me. Clearly not a fan of this conversation that was taking place.

"Why are you telling me all of this?"

"Because you need to hear it."

"And what if I don't want to hear it Marcel?"

"Then I'd say suck it up, because you are going to hear it anyway. If not from me then from Jackson. If not from him then Elijah."

She furrowed her brows and pursed her lips. "What does Elijah have to do with this?"

"Nothing. But I can and will get him to talk to you if you decide that you aren't going to listen to everyone else."

"What makes you think I would listen to him anyway?" She asked sarcastically. I was going to answer it anyway.

"Because he's Elijah."

Hayley frowned and didn't say anything for a couple minutes. Telling me everything I needed to know.

"What Luna and I are going through is completely normal for siblings."

"No. It's not."

"You've know the Mikealson's longer than I have. They fight."

"The two of you are not fighting. You are plain out ignoring you sister and she is just trying to talk to you. You don't even answer her calls, Hayley, what the hell is going on with you?"

"Marcel I have my reasons."

"Alright lets hear them then," I said patiently waiting as I crossing my arms over my chest. This is exactly what Ididn'twant to be doing.

Hayley's mouth was still open telling me that there were no reasons, she was just making up excuses. An unfortunate trait she seemed to have inherited from her mother.

"Exactly. Nothing. You are just mad at her to be mad. Admit it."

"It's not like that. Lately I just haven't had time-"

"Oh what? Bullshit, Hayley, If you don't have time then make time. She is your sister, your family. What are you going to ignore her forever just because she made one little decision that you don't like?"

"A little decision? Marcel, one little decision could get her killed!" Hayley fired back her face red. I was getting to her. The more angry she got.

"Dahlia knows exactly where Luna is. Abbraxas probably does to. For some reason they haven't tried to come and take her. Their probably to busy watching everything unfold and fall apart. Not that long ago you went out despite the chance of you getting killed."

"Luna isn't caring some miracle baby."

"Maybe not but she is a miracle," Hayley didn't say anything so I continued, taking that as a sign. Now on a roll.

"How is it fair that you went out then and she can't go out now?"

"Being fair doesn't matter. Not when her life is at stake."

"Hayley do you remember what it was like to be a teenager?" She frowned at my question, probably thinking I was off topic when I wasn't.

"The urge to be disobedient. The urge to go out have fun, drink, and to just be wild."

"Yeah. I remember. I remember going to this one party and my life changed forever when I killed someone."

"Luna is your sister. The two of you are alike. Whether you want to believe it or not. For her to be wild, to go out and actually have fun it would probably do her some good. Especially with what's going on now. It's good to let go."

"Marcel I don't even know why I am talking to you right now about Luna and I. This isn't any of your business."

"Technically I am your godfather. I have the papers to prove it. Would you like to see them?"

"Why do you care so much anyway?"

"I watched your father and uncle's relationship fall apart. I don't ever want to watch something like that again."

"That happened years ago."

"History repeats itself."

She sighed running her hands through her hair. "Then maybe you shouldn't watch."

"Damnit, Hayley! She is your sister. Why is it so hard for you to accept her decisions."

"I am her alpha."

"And?! So because your her alpha that doesn't mean you can't treat her with decency and with respect. You keep throwing around that title like it's nothing and it can easily be taken away from you. Maybe even by your own sister. The same thing happened to James. That's why Jason took the title. His brother wasn't doing what needed to be done. His brother thought he was all big because he wasolder. All that changed when Jason took him down a couple notches. Just because your older and alpha doesn't mean anything."

Hayley gave a sharp intake of breath. "Everyone is taking her side and it's not fair."

"Hold on,Ms. Fairnessdoesn't matter. Everyone is on the side ofright. Tell me how that's notfair? You have to learn to respect her and her decisions. Even if you don't like them." She scoffed folding her arms over each other. Something both Jason and Luna did when they were upset.

"Why am I the only one your talking to then?"

"Because you are the one who is avoiding her. If she was the one avoiding you I would be having this conversation with her too. The thing is she is the one trying to talk to you and you are the one pushing her away and slamming the door right in her face." I replied and she groaned.

"It's just I've been going through a hard time lately." There was no anger in her tone. She just looked defeated. Maybe even a little tired.

"Okay one, that doesn't give you the right to ignore your sister and to not be respectful towards her. Two did you ever think about talking to her, maybe she could help you get through it all. That's what family is supposed to do."

"I guess I haven't thought about it that way." She admitted sheepishly. "I'm sorry," she added now looking down.

Hopefully I had got through to her. If I didn't then I would have words with Elijah. Maybe he would get through to her, if no one else could.

"I'm not exactly the one you should be apologizing to."

...

We talked for a little while longer before going back up, specifically to Freya's room. Luna shot me a text asking me to bring Hayley to her so that they could talk. I planned to do just that. Without Hayley's knowledge of course. Couldn't have her making excuses, and slipping away.

Whatever was between the two sisters needed to be solved if we were going to face Dahlia and what or whoever came after that.

When we arrived in her room the door was opened. A white circle similar to the one drawn weeks ago, was in the middle of the room. The only difference was the symbols drawn around this one didn't look so dark. Luna was sitting inside the circle along with Freya.

"Hayley please come join us in the circle." Freya asked and Hayley looked over at me before walking to the middle of the room and stepping inside it.

Luna smiled at me kindly. Like her mother and father she had ways of saying thank you without actually having to say the words.

Feeling I had done my job I walked out of the room. Planning on conversing with Klaus and Elijah to discuss the possible enemies that we shared that could have possibly done something like this...

...

Freya Pov

...

From my understanding Luna and Hayley were having problems. One was understanding and the other wasn't willing to see from the other's point at all. Judging by our last conversation together it wasn't exactly hard to pick out who was who.

The spell I would be doing was something I had never done before. I wasn't sure anyone had done it before, but I was willing to try.

I was going to send Hayley into Luna's mind. Straight to her terrible past in the witches cemetery. All Luna had to do was think of theonespecific memory that she wanted to show her sister and the both of them would see it in third person. At least that's what was supposed to happen.

In a way this spell was very similar to the one I used to get into both Luna and Marcel into Eva's mind.

Luna had asked me to do this for her and she rarely asked for anything from anybody. Out of respect for her and as her friend I had to do the best for her. She was always going out of her way to help everyone else before even thinking to think about herself. I admired that about her. In fact it's why Istrivedso hard to more like her. Despite everything that happened to her she was still outgoing. She did not let her past, define who she was. I knew I was not the only person who admired her for this. Luna was outgoing, willing to try new things. Out going in everything except the dating department which frustrated Rebekah to no end. I understood why, we even talked about it a few times. To open yourself up to someone, to let them see you at your worst and then for them to leave you because you weren't enough for them. I agreed with her that it was not worth the heartache. And then there was the part about her liking my brother. I understood, my brother at times could be very charming and sweet (especially to her). I hadn't told any one yet since it was pre-mature. I liked Vincent. Liked him a lot. Maybe more than a friend. He understands me. Knows what it's like to lose a child. No one knows this but it's why I don't want to go out with some random stranger that I met somewhere. If I am going to go out then I want to go out with someone I know. If I am going to invest in something I want to know that it isn't going to be meaningless and a waste of time. I don't want to be hurt. If there was anyone I would want to date it would be him. Vincent hasn't hurt me. That for me was a good sign and an important factor. And he was oh so kind and gentle.

Hayley cleared her throat pulling me out of my thoughts or rather my thoughts that had all of a sudden turned into day dreams.

"In order for this to work we all need to link hands." I said capturing the two sister's attention. Though nothing was said between them, the tension was painfully high in the room. It didn't help that Hayley was glaring at the ground. She could have been thinking about something else for all I knew but I don't think Luna really took it that way. It's why she had a subtly sad look on her face.

"What exactly are we doing?"

"You Hayley are going to go inside of Luna's mind, her memories, one to be specific. And I am going to be the one to send you there."

She sighed clearly exasperated, or unhappy. At this point it possibly could be both. Hayley has been snappy lately. "Who came up with this in the first place?"

Before I could answer Luna did.

"I did. I'm the one who came up with this and I'm the one who asked Freya to help me. Since you are not willing to hear and understand what it's like to me to be trapped in one place for long periods of time I thought I would try showing you. Maybe then you'd understand. If you felt what I felt maybe we could finally come to an agreement."

Hayley pursed her lips, "Luna I'm not sure if I have time for that..."

Luna put her head in her hands.

"This will only take five minutes, right Freya?" Luna asked her voice strained, turning to me for help, I nodded. Despite feeling out of place.

"Yes but it will feel like longer."

Hayley finally took Luna's hand after what seemed like forever.

I closed my eyes as I began chanting quietly hoping that after this spell Luna and Hayley's problems were gone, along with the heavy tension.

...

Hayley Pov

...

It wasn't easy hearing what Marcel said. Not because it was the truth but because I didn't want to accept it.

Luna was always going to be my little sister. As much as I hated to admit it he wasright, and I was wrong.She was growing up. There was nothing I could do to stop it. It wasn't like I could just rewind the clock of time. I had it in my mind that she couldn't leave the compound, because there she was safe. It was true weather she wanted to believe it or not. At the compound she was surrounded by people who loved her. Marcel's vampires were distant but I knew they would protect her if it came down to it and not because he told them to but because they genuinely liked her. My sister had one of those personalities. Vincent said our father had been like that. Everyone loved him, they were drawn in to him. Apparently except those who were jealous of him. The only people who were jealous of Luna were girls. Most of them were envious myself included. Luna was truly beautiful though she tried to hide it with her over sized clothes, and her hair down in her face. It never worked. Never stopped the long wide-eyed stares, or the glances. I was afraid that if she went out of the compound into the outside world that she would be objectified. Not as a person or a woman, but as an object. Something pretty to look at, something fun to touch and play around with. I knew what it was like to be objectified. That wasn't something I ever wanted to happen to her. I didn't want her to be played around with or anything along those lines. My sister did not deserve to be hurt. She had already went through things no one ever should have to. The pack was easy enough to control but I couldn't control everything and everyone else. Truth be told I had been thinking about it a lot. Thinking about this had made me particularly crabby. I didn't want to ever have to think about things like this. I had started snapping at everyone even Jackson,especiallyJackson. He didn't deserve it. Most of the time he was trying to comfort me and I would push him away. He just took it. He was always so good with Hope. The one that was trying to help me, was the one I was constantly pushing away. Because I loved Elijah. I always have. I loved Jack too, just not enough.

Going into her mind to see her memories, or memory was not going to be a pleasant trip.

Thinking back to my short time in the witches place I knew this. Luna's childhood home was not warm, inviting, or loving at all. In fact it was the complete opposite ofgoodhome. The short amount of time I was there I could practically feel the evil around me. I would swear that someone was behind me breathing on my neck, whispering things.Badthings. When I turned around of course, no one and nothing would be there. Going there even if it was just inside of a memory made me nervous. I could only imagine, how Luna felt. Not that long ago this was her life. I know for a fact that she would mind never going back, even if it just was a memory. Yet here she was doing it for me, because we were fighting. Knowing that made me feel less than three inches tall.

There was a feeling of being tugged down, almost like falling asleep. When I opened my eyes I didn't see Luna or Freya beside me but darkness. I even held my hand up to my face but couldn't see it. It was colder than I remembered.

"Lux,"avoice whispered causing me to whip around.

It was Luna of course, holding a ball of light that illuminated the room. So much so that I was able to make out the rough surface of the cave walls.

Reaching out I was surprised to feel it's cool to the touch, bumpy surface. Surprised to be able to feel anything in here. This was after all just a memory. I wonder how my sister felt.

"Luna are you okay?" I asked concerned for my sisters well being. She was pale, sickly looking. This could not have been easy for her. "Let's just get this over with."

She began walking forward and I followed unsure of what to really do or say next. After what felt like forever she stopped walking.

I stepped forward now seeing why she had stopped.

There was a girl, my sister of course. At the most Luna was five years old. Her carmel skin like now was pale. I could see her bones standing out against her skin. It made me sick to see her like this. She was wearing little to no clothing at all. What she did have was dirty with blood, dirt, and other fluids. The thin material had holes, rips, and tears. As Luna held the ball of light higher I could see that the younger more frail version on my sister was curled up in a tight ball. A circle was drawn around her. From my point of view it looked like it was drawn around her to keep her on the inside. Like a prisoner. The circle was her cell.

"This is why I hate being trapped in one place. They would put me in a circle similar this one. Just leave me here, for days upon days in the dark. This was the nicest punishment they gave me. I remember trying to get out of it. I only tried once because I was electrocuted. I had no choice but to stay there curled up in that one spot. Sometimes cold water dripped down on me and I would forget not to move. Even still I felt pain. My bones hurt from being in the same position. At one point I remember shaking because the cold water would drip down onto me. I didn't have a choice then, I have one now. I don't want to stay I want to go. I'm not saying I want to move out of the compound or anything just go out and do things with you or anyone else and not be fought with because of my choices. Me, Davina, and Kol are talking about going to college together. I really want to go but what's the point if your not going to support me. I try so hard, not to break down everyday. I miss my necklace. The only thing that I have left of my mother. I miss sleep. I can't seem to get any of it because I've been having nightmares about this place and Abbraxas. I can deal with all of those things no problem but with you not talking to me I can't. My brother Chris is absent from my life. I haven't heard from him in days. The same goes for Leo. This is the time when I need you most. People are going missing what happens if it's you or me next. What then? I don't want to be fighting at a time like this. You are my sister, my family. I don't want to do this anymore, I can't Hayley. I can't handle you ignoring me all the time because I have an opinion or idea that you don't like or agree with. Cami thinks I have depression just to top off all my other panic and anxiety problems. She even suggested that I should look at the possibility of taking medicine for it. I am being pushed to my breaking point and I don't want to break."

It was clear to me now. If I had gone through what she had I wouldn't want to stay at the compound all day and night either. She was alone, here, in this awful place most of her life. Now that everyone is out trying to find the kidnappers she's left with almost no one. I think that scared her.

Oh my god, I am officially the worst sister ever. I caused her so much unnecessary pain.

My words couldn't tell her how guilty and sorry I felt, but my actions could.

I reached out and pulled her into a hug. Holding onto her tightly, trying to combine all the hugs I should have given her into one. At first I thought she would pull away but she didn't. Even when I deserved it she still didn't give me hell. I didn't deserve her, Jackson, or Elijah. The way I've been acting lately I don't deserve anybody.

"I am so sorry I thought I was protecting you, but I was actually hurting you. Luna your my sister, my only sister, my little sister. I don't want anyone to objectify or hurt you. I didn't have someone to worry about me. Actually didn't have anyone but myself. I was kicked out of the house as a teenager, left to live on the streets. No one was there for me. I'm trying to be here for you. Maybe lately I haven't been doing the best job. Trying to be your mom when I really should just try to be your sister. I guess that's why it's been so hard for me to listen to you. The way I see it, you don't need to take care of yourself, because that is supposed to be my job. I'm supposed to do it so you don't have to. I've learned my lesson. In order to be a good sister just like everyone else I have to listen. That's what I'm going to do from now on. Even if I don't agree I should at least try to understand. But Luna I do agree with you on going out as long as your not alone. That's all I ask. I don't know what I would do if something happened to you."

It was evident that we were both crying and our only light source was gone but I didn't care.

"Thank you for understanding." She said and I nodded pulling her closer. "Anytime sis."

"I know that lately you've been hurting and if you ever need to talk, just know that I will always be there to listen."

I laughed wiping away my tears with one hand. "Ugh why did you have to go and steal my line?!"

Luna laughed shakily, and I joined her.

"But seriously if you ever need anything I'll be there. Helping you as much as I possibly can."

"And I will do the same even if you do't ask me to."

"I missed this," She said all of a sudden pulling away. I couldn't psychically see her but I could her the smile in her voice.

"I missed us too. Now maybe we'll solve all these kidnappings now that the Labonair sister's are together."

"Did you know that we have an Uncle?"

I wasn't surprised when she shook her head.

"Well we do. His name is James and he is our father's half brother. I thought that maybe after this blows over we could look for him."

"That sounds great, but can we just get through today."

"Sure. Just one day at a time," I said as I pulled her in for another hug.

"Do you think Josh is going to be okay?"

Things didn't look to good right now. Especially for Josh. It wasn't like I could lie and say that he was.

"I don't know. If he isn't then we are just going to have to work together to make everything including him okay."

"Right?" I asked and Luna nodded.

Josh's sudden coma like state had scared everyone. He wouldn't wake up, or respond to anything.

"I wish things were back to the way they used to be. No Abbraxas, no Dahlia, and no supernatural war on the horizon."

I sighed squeezing her tighter. I wanted to never let her go. I've spent to long not hugging her, spending time, and just talking. "I wish things were that way too. It's just not realistic. But if we spend our time wishing on things then we won't have time enjoying what we have."

"I know it's just nice to wish."

"Do you ever wish you could be with Elijah?" She asked after a while of silence.

My answer in my head was of course. I would do anything to be able to be with him. I couldn't answer my sister's question out loud because then I would be admitting that I still loved him to the world. And I couldn't do that. I was with Jackson now. I couldn't afford to admit my feelings.

"Do you ever wish you could be with Klaus?"

Luna laughed pointing her finger at me. "I see what you did there..."

"Well do you?" I asked playfully nudging her shoulder.

"What do you think?"

She suddenly stopped smiling and started looking wide eyed at something behind me. I turned to see the warm yellow light, most likely from a torch pain the cave walls. Three shadows could be seen and I felt Luna tense. Sabine along with Agnes soon appeared. Behind them was a dark haired man with unnaturally pale skin. He trailed behind calmly. Despite them not being able to see us given this was a memory Luna looked downright terrified. Abbraxas. It washim. The man who killed our parents was here, not even a few feet away. If this had been real time I would have knocked him out. Killing him slowly would be merciful. And if I was going to kill him it would have to be anything but slow. I remember him saying something about ripping our father's eyes out. He beat Madeline, Luna's mother and left her to bleed out. Unfortunately it was just a memory so sadly none of my evil dreams, hopes, and plans could come true. At least...not...yet...

"I don't remember this." She stated pulling me from my violent and bloody thoughts. I stood beside Luna, holding her hand and together the two of us watched the scene unfold with careful eyes.

"We keep the bitch here as punishment when she speaks out of turn or does a spell wrong." Agnes said her voice light, as if she talked about this on a daily subject.

Celeste turned to her fellow witch with a scowl on her face. "Agnes! There is no need to call her that, she has a name!"

Anges huffed. "Right I forgot. To everyone else she is a means to an end but to you she's your daughter. I should have never given you care time with her. Your too soft, too easy! Need I remind you who her mother was?"

"No." Celeste replied a frown upon her lips. "But Luna is not Madeline. Luna is not the one who betrayed us."

Agnes cackled. "Her very existence is evidence of Madeline's betrayal gooey eyed about that Labonair boy. That child over there is the result so in my eyes she is the very meaning of betrayal. You are right about one thing Luna is not her mother she is much stronger. All the more reason to be smart and punish her when need be..."

"Smart. You call beating her smart."

"How else are you supposed to train a mutt like her?" Agnes asked after Celeste's statement.

"She is not a mutt! She's just a little girl, a baby. Surely even you can understand that." Celeste said looking at the little girl curled up in a ball with a sympathetic look in her eyes.

"Ladies, Ladies! Let's not forget that I am the one who took out the girls parents after making a deal with you. I can kill you with the snap of my fingers. As you know your witch magic has no use against me. Now let me see what I came for." The man with dark hair said an evil glint in his dark eyes.

The two women nodded and walked forward. Celeste raising her hand causing the circle to disappear. The girl looked up with wide eyes.

The dark haired man walked towards the small child, a smirk forming on his face.

"Well Abbraxas what do you think?"

The man reached forward and pulled down a lock of the girls curly hair. She gasped and tried to back up but her back was already to the wall.

The man remained unfazed as he turned her around frowning at the sight of her blood stained skin and her spine.

"No no, this just won't do. You witches are starving her. This was not part of the deal.." He said his voice fading in and out. The world that had appeared around us had disappeared.

Opening my eyes I was now back in the room. Still holding hands with Luna and Freya, still inside of the circle.

She got up first and began to clean the floor, ridding it of the circle and the drawings that were decorated around it. "Did it work?"

"What was Abbraxas doing in that memory?" I asked ignoring Freya's question not to be mean but Abbraxas was the reason Luna and I were without parents. He was top priority.

Luna took a deep breath. Even out of the memory she still looked pale and shaken up. I was glad that we had went there. To her memories. We had fixed our problems. Since I was in the wrong, I did the right thing and apologized. It felt good to not be so closed off towards her.

"I don't know. I didn't even remember him or them being there in the first place. I remembered being cold and alone. That was what I was trying to show you."

I turned to Freya, getting a sudden idea. "Freya do you think they could have locked her memories away and you just happened to discover it?"

She nodded standing, now that everything was cleaned up. "It is a definite possibility. Maybe after Dahlia we should look into it. Who knows what else they could have hid..."

I pulled Luna in for another hug. She looked like she needed it right now.

"Your not alone anymore Luna."

She sighed returning the hug. "I know I'm not alone it's just weird that they would take my memory."

"How about the three of us go get a bite to eat?" I suggested trying to lighten the mood. Luna nodded looking at Freya hopefully who had started shaking her head.

"No I wouldn't want to intrude. The two of you probably have a lot of catching up to do."

I smiled linking my arm up with hers and Luna's.

"Oh please, Freya you helped with a lot today more than you know. Three is better than two..."

Freya Pov

I was happy that Hayley dragged me along to this brunch of sorts. I haven't laughed this much since we found out that people had been going missing. It was nice to just talk and be at ease.

If I was being honest the three of us did more talking then eating. The place we went to wasn't crowded. In fact we were the only people there besides a waiter and a cook. Everything seemed dead and silent. Especially the outside streets. I could not have been the only one uneasy.

I forgot all about that as Hayley described Hope throwing her dinner plate at Jackson.

My phone vibrated naturally I looked down at it's lit up screen. A smile still on my face as I did so.

When I read the the frantic text my face fell, the smile along with it.

"JOSHCOMPOUNDASAP"

It was sent by Davina. I stood up in panic causing Luna and Hayley to look up at me in confusion.

"Josh." I said and Luna put way to much cash on the table for our food before following me out of the restaurant, Hayley leading the way.

"There is something wrong. Walking at a normal pace isn't going to cut it. Hayley said as she held out her hands to both me and Luna.

"Ugh..."

Sure vamp speeding was faster than normal paced walking, but normal paced walking did not make my head spin and make me want to throw up.

Luna recovered quicker than I. It was probably because she was so used to it, and she was part werewolf and they tended to recover fast.

After going to Josh's bedside when my head stopped spinning Davina and Luna were there talking quickly to each other about his breathing. Apparently his heart had already stopped once.

Kol was talking to Klaus, Marcel, and Elijah. The four of them looked concerned and that worried me.

Looking over at Josh I saw that he was swelling up. Almost like when you blew up a balloon except all over his body. I didn't know what this meant but I did know that it couldn't mean anything good.

Before I could ask about his skin the two girls split going to different area's of the room. No longer talking.

Luna went and got something from a tall cabinet. It was a large syringe and to go with it an equally sized needle. Davina got some clear tubing. I noticed that she looked a little green in the face.

"What's going on?" I asked watching as Luna cut Josh's shirt open and tossed it to the ground carelessly.

"There is some type of fluid in his lungs. Draining it is going to be difficult but it will make him breathe better and he just might wake up." Luna replied as Davina began rubbing some kind of yellow thick paste onto his chest.

Everyone in the room had their attention on Josh. I felt weird just standing there doing nothing while Luna and Davina were doing everything.

I wanted to help. Needed to, he was my friend.

"Is there anything I can do?" I asked watching as Luna and Davina prepared the syringe.

Davina handed me an empty IV bag. "Hold this."

Luna was the one to do it. Stick the needle inside him. I would have thought that she would have been the last person to do it but apparently not. Then again when it came to anatomy, and body stuff Luna knew a lot more than anyone here in the compound.

I couldn't watch the needle disappear into his chest. So I looked away.

There was a heaviness in my hands and I glanced down to see that the IV bag was filling up with a greenish yellow thick liquid. As I looked closer I saw that little white things were swimming around in it. I closed my eyes horrified at what I had just witnessed. Poor Josh.

"Oh god."

I gagged when the bag started to grow heavier and warmer but Davina was already ahead of me, throwing herself over the sink and throwing up. I desperately wanted to drop the bag and go throw up but then I would leave Luna hanging, and I couldn't do that. So I bit my lip and tried to think of something, anything else besides the warm bag in my hands. It was no secret that Davina has a soft stomach, even I wanted to throw up at this point. Luna somehow managed to keep her cool. Her calmness was almost scary sometimes.

Kol was already by Davina's side of course rubbing her back and whispering words of comfort. Asking her what he could do to make it better.

Luna did looked disturbed as she pulled the needle out of his chest. Then she carried on as if nothing had happened at all. Again wearing that steady calm expression. The disturbed one now nothing more than a memory in my mind. Luna speedily bandaged Josh up.

Grabbing a couple clear containers she took the IV bag out of my hands and dumped the contents of it inside. Then she emptied what was inside of the tube out into another container. Repeating the process until the bag was empty free of the repulsing liquid.

I was still having trouble thinking about that being in Josh's chest. Things living and swimming around. I shuddered at the thought.

"Freya can you get me the microscope it's in the bottom cabinet." Luna said and I moved forward doing as she asked and putting the heavy object onto the counter in the middle of the room next to the containers. Glad that I had something to do, so I didn't think aboutthosethingsanymore.

"Can the two of you get a x ray and an mri machine? I know it's a lot to ask-"

Elijah shook his head. "Consider it done." Then Klaus and Elijah were gone. Klaus leaving last, looking at Luna worriedly before leaving to go with our other brother. Of course she didn't notice.

"Take this. It will help with the nausea and dizziness you are experiencing." Luna quietly said holding some pills in one hand and a glass of water in the other. Davina took them saying "thank you" before apologizing. Kol led her out of the room. Sayingthank youto both Luna and I before leading Davina gently out of the room. It was apparent that Davina was going to be gone for the rest of today and tonight. I could understand her reaction. I just wished someone would take me away too...

Now it was just the three of us. Me, Luna, and Marcel.

"What do you think this is?" Marcel asked leaning on the counter looking at the containers in disgust.

She shrugged. "If I had to guess I'd say it was some kind of parasite."

Luna picked up the container filled with the thick green and yellow liquid. Swishing it around slightly. The white things had stopped swimming around. Now they were at the bottom, hopefully dead. It's what they seemed to be, Luna thought that they were too.

"Without the host it dies. So it was probably feeding on him."

I winced and Marcel did to.

"How are you not affected by this?" I asked holding my stomach. Sick thinking about those things swimming around in his chest, eating away at my friend.

"Back at the caves after I refused to kill a witch that had betrayed them and they killed her in front of me. It was a gruesome death. They slashed open her stomach and chest. Then they put her dead body in my cell. Every day I woke up to the smell of rotting flesh. They made me watch as bugs and worms ate her from the inside out. This bothers me but I try to look at like I didn't just pull those things out of my friends chest." I nodded understanding.

So it was all about how you looked at things. Who knew that could make a difference.

"Marcel I might be gone for a while but I think I know who can help me figure out what exactly is inside of that container and how to get them out of Josh."

Shadow whined and pawed at Luna's legs.

"No no Shadow you can't go with me. Not this time. Watch Josh for me okay." She said reaching out and petting his dark fur.

Shadow trotted over to Josh's bed. Watching his chest go up and down.

Before she left she pulled me and Marcel in for a hug. She really was the best at those...

"I don't know when or how but we are going to return Josh back to normal."

I nodded feeling a sense of hope. With everyone working together we might just be able save Josh.

...

Luna Pov

...

I sighed in relief when Jake picked up. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to reach him.

"Hey don't tell Aiden about Josh." I said into the phone interrupting his usual friendly greeting. Not to be mean but I didn't have time for such pleasantries.

"Luna I have to-"

"Jake you don't understand. He's really bad and I know a person who might be able to help us with him but I don't want Aiden to see Josh in this way."

He sighed closing what sounded like a door.

"How bad is it?"

"He's got parasites in his lungs, and there's this thick greenish liquid which I think is puss-"

"Okay okay! No need to go into any details. I will tell him when he wakes up and that probably won't be until night fall."

"Thank you Jake."

Then I hung up. Walking around my room trying to find that damn number.

...

"May I speak to Dr. Temperance Brennan?"

"Who is this?" Was the reply I got. But to my luck it was not my friend as I had hoped. These days me hoping for something did the exact opposite thing I wanted it to do. So because of that I tried not to hope because hoping only seemed to be it worse.

"Luna. I'm a friend." I said and there was a slight pause before the woman started speaking again.

"I am sorry but Dr. Brennan is not here right now. She is down with two of her colleagues in New Orleans."

A smile made it's way onto my face.

"New Orleans?" I asked just to get clarification.

"Yes Lafayette I believe. Do you have a last name Luna?" Asked the speaker.

"Halliwell. And thank you by the way." I said before hanging up. I had gotten what I needed there was no need to stay on the phone for an unnecessary amount of time.

After some more digging I finally found that damn number.

What I wanted to do was just break out into dance but that would have to wait until Josh was better.

I waited patiently praying she would pick up. It had been a while since I'd called everything was just going crazy right now.

"Brennan."

"Hey it's Luna."

"Luna! I was wondering when you were going to call again. It seems as though it's been forever since we last spoke when in reality it's only been a couple months. How are you?"

I smiled her voice was just as I had remembered. Like no time had passed at all. "Honestly I am not the best. How are you?"

"Fine, though I could be better."

"So I hear your in New Orleans."

"Yes. My colleagues and I just solved a murder case. It was a rather interesting one maybe I can tell you all about it."

Brennan and her murder cases. My friend has an obsession. Not with solving murders but with finding the truth. I admired her for that.

"I need to ask you something would you mind if we talked in person?"

"No of course not. We are currently tying up loose ends on the case but we can meet. My partner Booth wants to go to this place called Blue Dog Cafe in Lafayette. I hope that they don't serve actual dog because then I would refuse to eat there. Hodgins is also going to be there I'm sure they would like to meet you."

I nodded. "Sounds great. See you in a couple hours."

...

"And where do you need to go?"

"Lafayette. If you want me to be really specific the Blue Dog Cafe" I said honestly answering Damon's question.

"Princess that's at least a two hour drive."

"If you drove we'd get there in an hour." I said again speaking honestly. Damon was a true speed demon. Always going faster than necessary. I didn't mind but it was the truth.

"Who are we meeting because I'm just not going to let you go alone not after what happened to Josh."

"A friend of mine. If anyone can help us figure out what those things are in Josh's lungs it's her."

Damon said nothing but when he grabbed his leather jacket and my hand that was enough...

...

Thanks to my dad's speed driving we made it there in an hour. We talked the whole way down to Lafayette. It wasn't too hot. The cool wind blowing over my face and in my hair made me feel asense of peace. The kind I hadn't felt in months.

It was nice. Over the past few weeks I hadn't had much time with him. Despite the situation it was nice to talk with him again. He even asked about Kai. Surprisingly he wasn't even mad. He was asking purely out of curiosity and maybe a little bit of boredom.

"Josh said that there was tension between me and Klaus and not the angry kind. What other kinds of tension are there?"

He sighed his one hand that was on the steering wheel tightened.

"There are a few but I'm not comfortable with discussing them with you."

I frowned confused at his answer.

"And why would you be uncomfortable about telling about them? I thought you said we could talk about everything."

Damon coughed coming to a sudden stop.

"Oh look at that, we're here."

Before I could get out he put his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him. It took me a moment before I realized he had his phone in his other hand. "Selfi time..."

"Damon we don't have time for this-"

He shook my head cutting me off. "There is always time for a selfi, now please smile for your father..."

I rolled my eyes but did as he asked.

"I take it I'm going in alone..." I trailed off as Damon texted Cami. Sending her the picture we just took.

"Yeah. I trust you to take care of yourself and you are the one who knows the good doctor. Besides if something goes wrong everyone in that cafe is going to be headless so try not to break to many hearts."

I nodded stepping out of the car, gently closing the door. This camaro was Damon's baby. Cami sometimes swore that he loved his car more than her. Damon of course denied it...

Walking into the cafe I was worried that it would be hard to find her. I hadn't expected a cafe to be this big. Luckily all my worries were washed away as I saw her sitting at a table with two men.

Apparently one of the men noticed me and stood up his hand going to his hip. Where I was sure his gun was. I stopped in my tracks not wanting to bet shot today.

"Booth what are you...Luna!"

It was weird being tackled with a hug by Brennan. She believed in things like science, calculations, in other words what could be proven. My friend did not lead with emotions or feelings. She thought that they were chemicals in the brain. I did not agree. I believed that science could only explain so much. I lived in a world of magic. I believed that some things couldn't be tested. But Brennan was my friend so I respected her beliefs just like she respected mine.

She pulled away, a smile on her face.

"I must apologize I don't know what came over me. If I had to guess it was dopamine, oxytocin, serotonin, and endorphins which are the four primary chemicals released into the body when you are excited."

I laughed taking my sun glasses off and putting them in the pocket of my shorts.

"So I take it your happy to see me?" I summed up and she nodded. Putting her hand on my back leading me to the table she had been sitting at.

"This is my partner and friend-" She said gesturing to the man in a dark suit who vaguely reminded me of Elijah.

"Whoa whoa Bones, hold on! I can introduce myself." The man said looking offended.

My friend sighed exasperatedly.

"Ugh of course I forgot you are the alpha male so you feel the need to introduce yourself therefore show casing your dominance to impress the opposite sex."

"Bones all I wanted to do was introduce myself. You get all touchy when I introduce you."

The other guy grabbed my arm and pulled me down into a seat. "Hey it's nice to meet you, I'm Hodgins but you can call me Jack. Luna you might want to sit down this is gonna take a while."

I nodded watching as Bones and her partner went back and fourth.

"How is wanting to introduce myself trying to show case my dominance and impress her?"

"The body does not lie and your body language right now proves that you are in fact attempting to show case your dominance. Your chest is puffed out suggesting that you are confident and prideful of the physical markers on your body. In other words your muscular physique. Many mammals do this especially birds. It is completely natural. They puff out their chest, just like your doing now to show of their colorful array feathers to attract other female birds in other words a mate."

"I am a man. I am not a bird, and I don't have feathers."

"So you don't deny that you are trying to impress my friend with your well developed pectoral muscles."

"Bones your taking it to far."

"Booth how am I taking it to far? You are a special agent who works for the FBI you should be able to handle the truth."

"No. What you said is not true you are just making assumptions-'

"Assumptions that are true."

"I am not one of those guys."

"Physical attraction is based upon instinct. It takes at least 90 seconds to be attracted to someone after meeting them."

"I haven't even officially met her yet. And you know that I don't just go for looks."

"Looks may not be the number one thing but it definitely is a factor. Tessa, Rebecca, and Cam are considered attractive because of their symmetrical facial features. Luna has very good facial symmetry and you do have a thing for green eyes."

"Looks are a factor but to me it doesn't over ride personality, attitude, and self respect. And Fyi I do not have a thing for green eyes."

"The statistics in this case don't lie. Two is greater than one it always has been and always will be."

"Your friend has gray in her eyes. So if you want to get technical they are not green."

"But they are primarily green and her name is Luna not friend."

"I would have known that if you would have let us meet properly."

I looked over at Hodgins to see that he had a look of amusement on his face. He was enjoying this. As I watched them I couldn't help but find it enjoying to.

Watching them interact was entertaining. They seemed to have completely different personalities. I didn't understand how they could be partners and work together when a simple thing like this turns in to something else completely different.

I stood up and held out my hand, when Booth looked my way.

"Hi I'm Luna." I said and he took my hand smiling.

"I'm Booth but you can call me Seeley."

"Now what exactly did you need my help with?" Brennan asked and I let the warm smile that I had held all this time slip off my face.

"My friend is in trouble. The supernatural kind." I said speaking in a low voice. The three of them nodded.

"We should probably take this outside." Hodgins suggested looking around at the other people who sat around us.

"Good idea." Booth said holding the door open for everyone.

As I stepped out I saw Damon he was on the phone and still had his sunglasses on. I waved and he waved back.

"Boyfriend?" Hodgins asked and I was about to answer when someone else did.

"No I'm her father." Damon replied almost yelling since he was practically on the other side of the street.

"Actually judging by your bone structure you are not her father."

"He's my father figure." I explained waving Damon off and he returned back to the phone. I didn't know for sure but I had a feeling he was glaring in her direction.

"Well Booth is exceptional at tracking people down." Brennan voiced causing Booth to pinch the bridge of his nose with his fingers. Now stressed out.

"Great, Bones why can't you just say great?" Booth exclaimed using his hands as he spoke.

"Exceptional means unusual and not typical. In some cases it means unusually good and outstanding. If that's not a compliment I don't know what is. I could just say the plain commonly used wordgreat. And have it not mean as much is that what you want?"

"You think I'm exceptional?" Booth asked tilting his head to the side.

"In some cases, yes, I would consider you very exceptional." Brennan said in an honest tone.

There was a moment of silence before they turned to me. Wow. That was interesting. Though their eye contact was brief it was intense. I couldn't help but wonder if Klaus' and I's eye contact was as intense as that.

I cleared my throat before I began speaking.

"I am sure that he is exceptional but tracking someone down is not what I need. My friend Josh is a vampire and he is sick. To the point where he isn't waking up. There is pus in his lungs and I would imagine throughout his body. As each hour passes he seems to get worse. He has these parasites. I'm not exactly a parasite expert but I know enough that whatever they are is not normal. If I had to guess I'd say they were feeding on him but I don't know for sure and I would really appreciate it if you could help me because I don't know what to do. A healing spell won't fix this. True I could have had the best doctors look at him but I chose you instead because I trust you." I said mainly talking to Brennan. She was the one that I had asked for help in the first place.

Brennan put a hand on my shoulder. "Working with a living body is not something that I do often in my line of work. But I am going to try and hopefully succeed for you and your friend. I am confident that both Booth and Hodgins are going to aid in helping me with no questions asked." She said turning to look at the two men.

The two of them nodded. I felt a sudden urge to nod with them. She had spoken so persuasively I was sure she could get anyone to do whatever she wanted if she used that particular tone.

Booth put on a pair of dark sunglasses on and straightened his black tie. "Alright Luna where is this friend of yours?"

"The French Quarter." I said jumping when Hodgins exclaimed happily. The three of us turned to look at him.

"Dude I've been there before on break. I woke up on a bench in Bourbon Street, I didn't remember what happened the night before. In fact I still don't but I had one hell of a hangover that tells me that something great happened."

"As fun as waking up on a bench on Bourbon Street and not remember what happened the night before sounds, I'm afraid that you are going to have to stay at the compound, my home. People have been going missing."

Brennan turned to me after putting her sun glasses on and putting her hair up. "It's completely normal for people to go missing. Especially in a place like New Orleans and with all of the supernatural activity over there it's bound to happen."

I shook my head. They didn't understand. Yes, it was true. People did go missing but not like this.

This was deliberate.After what happened to Josh, I don't think it was a coincidence.

"Who ever is doing this, is doing it carefully. Marcel's vampire have been watching every inch of the Quarter so who ever is doing this has experience and knows enough to avoid getting caught."

I take it my words made impact because of the heavy silence. I swallowed thickly realizing that maybe I was asking for to much.

"Look I understand if you don't want to help. Things can get messy down in the Quarter and I can't guarantee your protection..."

The three of them looked over at each other, as if deciding something. Without actually saying anything. At our best Hayley and I could do that.

"It will take a while for the court and justice system to process the evidence we just sent. In theory, it would be wise to stay around the area, in case for some reason they would call us back. Staying close by would not only save money but also time."

Booth sighed putting an arm around Brennan's shoulder.

"Bones can you please speak English." Booth said speaking in a pleading tone.

Brennan raised her eye brows confused. I knew mine were raised as well. I understood her perfectly. She was agreeing that she would stay with me and help me with my friend and on the plus side they'd be around if the case they just worked called them back, staying here was cheaper and would cost less money.

"I was speaking English. Would you like me to say it in Spanish, French, Portuguese, Italian, it's been a while since I've spoken Russian but I can give it a shot-"

Hodgins cleared his throat cutting Brennan off. "What Booth meant was for you to simply it."

Brennan being as stubborn as she was shook her head. "No Luna understood it, didn't you?"

I nodded.

Causing both men to look at me with wide eyes.

"Here I thought you were normal..." Booth said in a surprised tone, causing me to raise my eye brows again. Now I wasn't normal?

"Booth has issues with people who have a higher IQ than him." Brennan whispered looking between Hodgins and I.

"No, I do not have any issues at all, I'm just surprised that's all. No offense but you don't really look like a squint." He said holding his hands up in a defensive position. "None taken." I said shrugging my shoulders as I took my sunglasses out of my pocket and put them on my face.

The sun was awful bright in Lafayette. Yet in the Quarter it was dark and cloudy. I'd even go as far to say gloomy. Maybe it was darker there because of thedarknessof the city, supernaturally speaking. If that's what it was it honestly would not surprise me. The way the witches handled me it was like they had done it before. They knew how to beat me without killing me. At some point though it felt like forever they would stop their assault. Not because they were being merciful but because they didn't want to kill me, at least not yet. I wonder how many people it took for them to realize when and where the stopping point was. How many deaths? How much pain? How much blood was on that cave floor? These are questions I will most likely never find the answers and for once I was perfectly fine without knowing the answer. Questions like these are the ones I didn't want answers to.

"What Booth means to say is squints aren't usually attractive," Hodgins said causing Booth to look at him his mouth forming in a hard line. Clearly not pleased with his colleague's words.

"That's not true okay. Angela, Bones, and Cam are attractive so don't even go there bug boy."

"Hey! We're out of the lab there's no need to call me that!" Hodgins said in a defensive tone. His arms folded over each other. Almost as if he was trying to intimidate Booth who was at least half a foot taller than him, not to mention his build.

"Once a bug boy, always a bug boy." Booth muttered under his breath clapping his hands together and turning to me. "Okay Luna how are we going to get to the compound?"

"By directions I assume." Brennan said answering her partners question.

"Just follow that blue car and it will lead you to the compound, okay?" I said gesturing the Damon's car.

They nodded and got into a black SUV, Hodgins complaining about being in the back. I walked to my own car and told Damon that the plan was for them to follow us.

He didn't seem to happy because he had to drive slow.

...

It wouldn't be long before we reached the compound. I was starting to recognize the things we had passed on the way to Lafayette. I decided it would be a good idea if I called Klaus now. To not only tell him about the new guests that would not only be staying at the compound but I needed to hear his voice, his reassurance.

I could feel an attack coming on. Multiple of them. If I got on the ground now, I wouldn't get up.

It was the fact that my friend was in trouble,bigtrouble.

The fear of failing was taking over my mind and body. My hands had started to begin to shake.

If I didn't fix him then he could die. If he died not only would I lose a friend, but Aiden would lose the one he loved the most.

"Luna are you alright?" Damon asked over the quiet roar of the wind.

I nodded taking out my phone, unlocking it, and going straight to contacts. I didn't even have to scroll he was on the top of the list, always has been and always will be.

"Why are you calling him?" Damon asked his tone now irritated and no longer concerned.

"He needs to know about my friends, and I have to ask if he got the equipment I asked for."

"Equipment?" He asked looking over at me with his brows raised.

"Stuff for Josh," I replied sighing in relief when he picked up. He was the only medication without any side effects I could take, and it worked.

EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

I swear I could hear Damon's eyes roll as Klaus began talking.

"Hello love, Elijah and I managed to get what you asked for along with a few other things."

"That's great, listen I have a few people coming to the compound. If anyone can help Josh it's them. I figured since Davina and Freya won't be able to help me as much on this one-"

"Whatever will help with Josh, I understand. Besides I'm sure I'll love your friends. Now is there something else you would like to talk about, before you lie to me remember that I know you better than anyone."

Damon muttered a string of curse words under his breath. It wasn't hard to guess that they were aimed at Klaus.

"I'm just scared. Not only for Josh but for myself as selfish as that sounds. I have at least two crazy powerful people after me that I know of. I can't sleep I'm having nightmares again, I miss everyone at home. I feel like I'm just slowly losing my mind and everything is just falling apart and I don't know how to keep either of those things from happening."

Damon did something surprising. He put his hand on my back and began rubbing small circles. He didn't look mad anymore, he looked worried.

"Luna it's okay to be scared. You have every reason to be. I don't know why you try to pretend like your tougher than everyone else, when we already know. We'll finish this conversation later, when will you arrive at the compound?"

I looked over at Damon who mouthed the number.

"At least thirty minutes. Thank you for everything," I said trying to think of how to let him know how much I appreciated him.

"Surely by now you know I would do anything for you."

My eyes went downcast and a blush crept onto my face. "Hopefully by now you know how thankful and appreciative I am for you and in return I would do anything for you too."

There was a heavy silence. Damon had taken his hand off my back and the only sounds was the wind and quiet breathing.

I was starting to wonder if he had hung up.

"Luna..."

Klaus said my name. It wasn't like any other time, this time it was different. It wasn't a question or a statement. His voice was attractive on it's own. However I liked it best when he said my name or called melove.

I swallowed thickly. Not trusting myself to speak right then. My knees already felt like jelly, but this time it wasn't because of the fear.

"Yes Klaus..."

I said mimicking his tone, even drawing out his name like he did mine.

"Elijah needs me I have to go."

Then he was gone.

I swear he was going to say something else before he had to go...

What could it have been?

Looking over at Damon his face was scrunched up it wasn't an unpleasant look but not exactly a pleasant one either. As we made our way to the compound I couldn't help but think about what he could have possibly said...

...

Elijah Pov

...

"Tell me brother, what exactly...was the purpose of that?" I asked watching as he put his head in hands, slamming his phone on to the table nearly snapping it and the table in half.

"I don't know Elijah! I was going to sayI love you,but I just couldn't. I already said I would do anything for her. I don't want her to suspect my feelings." He replied hostilely. Although I knew his anger and frustration wasn't directed towards me, but at himself.

"Would it be such a bad thing if she did?"

Klaus looked up at me incredulously. Nothing short of what I had expected.

"Of course it would Elijah. There is to much at stake to slip up. I can't afford to give away any hints or do things that might tip her off. In all my years of life I have never loved anyone the way I love her. Not Tatia, and certainly not Aurora. I am sure that if the three of them were around the same time period and I had to choose it would be Luna. Without a second thought. Even if I had to live my life over and over again I would still choose her. She somehow see's through me and understands, even when I can't manage to do so myself. Able to cheer me up on my worst days, make me smile and laugh. She will put herself in pain to prevent mine without even asking. She is able to calm me down when I want to go out on a killing spree. Not even Hope can do that. Luna and I share this special connection, this bond if it somehow get's broken Elijah, I would lose my bloody mind!"

I poured myself and him a glass of bourbon. I had originally done this for me but given his current state he looked like he needed a glass.

"Brother what are you going to do if some one asks her out?"

"She get's asked out all the time," Klaus scoffed his forehead furrowed.

I took a sip from my glass. Savoring the strong flavor.

"Yes...she does," I agreed.

"But what would happen if she were to say, yes." I added causing him to nearly spew out his drink.

"Tha-that's impossible," my brother stuttered out.

I resisted the urge to chuckle.

"Hardly, you first thought that it wasimpossibleto have romantic feelings for her of any sort, in the first place. Now you areconvinced,that you are in love with her." I summed up causing him to glare in my direction.

"I am not convinced Elijah,I know. Before I didn't want to accept it before but now I have. End of story."

"Hardly, you still haven't answered my question..." I trialed off trying to push but not to much. If I did then he would close himself off again, which is something I did not want to happen. We were more closer today then we have been in the past thousand years.

This is why I had to tread carefully.

"Alright though it is highly unlikely I will answer your question."

I patiently waited as he took yet another drank from his half full glass. A distasteful expression on his face.

"I would make plans to eradicate the bloke from existence."

This time I didn't bother to hold back my laughter, surely my brother must have been joking.

"You can't be serious..."

My words hung in the air. Judging by theset in stonelook on his face I didn't think he was joking. He hardly did, especially when talking about Luna.

"Oh but Elijah, come on, you know me. What were you expecting me to say? Did you expect me to allow a stranger to walk into her life and think he knows her and can just put his hands on her whenever he feels like it." My brother seemed to think what he said was funny while I thought the opposite.

"So in your mind you are the only one who can put your hands on her?" I asked. Awaiting his reply with my never ending patience.

"No," he huffed expressing the irritation in his voice.

"Then I ask you,who, in you mind would be able you put their hands on her?"

"If someone were to put their hands on her they wouldn't know what they were doing. Luna is not a piece of glass, or a marble slate. They would have to be gentle but not to gentle so she doesn't feel like a piece of breakable glass. She hates it when anyone treats her that way. So someone who knows her, someone who wouldn't hurt her. Besides it wouldn't get that far anyway, I wouldn't let it. You asked me what I would do I'd happily rip the man to pieces."

"So in other words,you, are the only one who is suitable to touch her." I stated out of honesty. I knew for a fact that my brother would throw himself into the flames of a raging fire, lie there and burn, rather than hurt her.

"No. I don't even trust myself, you know that Elijah. The idea is that no one should be able to put their hands on her, not even me."

"When are you going to tell her?" I said remembering that I had asked it a few different times before. It was probably best if I changed the subject anyway.

"As I have said before, I am going to wait until Ifeelthe time is right."

"So what your looking for is the perfect sunset, maybe even a nice dinner before..." I assumed and he again looked at me incredulously.

"No Elijah. I mean a time where no one is after her, people aren't missing, and she doesn't feel as if she's losing her mind."

"Oh so so never," I summed up sitting back into the chair.

His silence was unexpected.

What I had expected was for him to get angry, maybe even temporarily kill me.

My brother just looked defeated.

"Listen brother, I am only trying to help so here is my advice. Nothing can always go the way you want. Sometimes you have to work with what you get. You might not thank that now isn't the perfect time but when another comes and takes her from your grasp you will think back realizing, that any time before then would have been perfect. You might deny what I say but trust me, it is possible. And if it does happen there will be absolutely nothing you can do. Take it from someone who has experienced this first hand."

He put the empty glass down rather roughly. "Elijah I told you-"

"I know you did and I didn't listen. That's my fault, I'm paying the price. Now I am telling you so that you don't make the same mistakes I did. So you don't have to go through the pain..."

Since our conversation his attitude remained in the middle. Not better, yet not exactly worse.

When she got out of the car with her long curly wind blown dark hair and some casual attire my brother seemed to freeze at the steps, before resuming his normal pace, with difficulty it looked like.

I didn't blame him. Luna was quite beautiful.

It never mattered to my brother what she was wearing.Everydayhe would freeze like he did just now and be caught off guard. Over the many times he had explained the feeling I still couldn't wrap my own head around what he had said. I didn't know how he could restrain himself for so long if he felt for her so intensely. In a way I felt sorry for him. In another way I was happy that my brother had found someone that made him happy. True they weren't together, at least not yet but she still managed to make him happy without even trying. I could only imagine how much he would change when they got together he just might be the happiest man in the world.

"This is my friend Temperance Brennan her colleagues Seeley Booth and Jack Hodgins." Luna said gesturing to the three people beside her.

"You see Bones that's how you introduce someone."

I knew that voice, I knew that name.

"Elijah Mikealson it's been what...about 250 years..."

...

flashback

...

"Look it's likely that things are gonna get ugly."

"Come now Seeley you know me I can take care of myself."

"And I don't doubt that Elijah but the last thing I need is another dead friend," Seeley said his voice heavy with emotion. Pain to be specific.

"I am not like anyone you have ever met. I have walked along this path for a very long time, I don't plan on leaving it anytime soon," I assured him.

"That's what my partner said and he got shot," My friend said using the same tone.

There was a loud crash and the loud scream of a woman and the yelling of a man.

Without hesitation he took off in the direction of the noise.

I matched his pace effortlessly. "Surely you should re-consider. This seems like a dangerous situation, shouldn't someone else be doing this."

Seeley chuckled as his running pace increased. "What someone like you? Sorry friend but I'm the one with the badge."

The shop had busted windows and the screams continued. Seeley drew his gun and entered the room. Identifying himself as he did.

"Let the girl go." Seeley said his voice even as he aimed the gun at the man.

I had been friends with this man for a couple years. He was the best shot I had ever seen, he didn't like to kill.

"I can't mister I've got to get this money for my kids their sick. Aint no doctorround here gonna fix them for free."

The man still had his arm wrapped aroundthe small woman holding her back. Preventing her from running. The other hand wrapped around a gun that was aimed at Seeley, he seemed to notice but remained calm. Most men couldn't have done what he was doing now. They got impatient and trigger happy.

"Listen maybe we can work something out I know some people-"

A loud noise came from outside and a gun fired. Not Seeley's but the thief's.

Seeley came crashing down hard on the ground. Blood stained his clothes. His heart was fast although it was fading in and out, he was dying. To much blood was being lost. No doctor could help him.

I bit into my wrist, hesitating slightly.

"Drink this," I said letting my bleeding wrist hang over his face.

"Why?" He questioned his voice and breathing growing weaker as each second passed.

"It will save you."

Seeley laughed. A soft and weak sound. "No one and nothing can save me. I'm dying, I can feel myself fading away. It doesn't hurt, not that much anyway I'm just cold.

"Your losing a lot of blood. Do you want to die?"

He laughed again, sounding worse than before. "Of course not! What kind of question is that?"

"Drink this." I repeated patiently and he did wincing as he laid back down.

Moments later he died just after asking me to help the man and his kids...

Later that next day he awoke in the dark. I had told him what he was and if he wanted to stay that way. Telling him I would have respected either choice.

He chose to live. Not as a human anymore but as a vampire.

...

end of flashback

...

"Yes I would say so." I said shaking his hand before briefly hugging him. The last time we saw each other was 250 years ago, 1717. I turned him in 1626. I would have met up with him more often but Mikeal was chasing us and I didn't want to put him in danger.

"This is my sire and friend Elijah." Seeley said looking between Brennan and Hodgins.

After introductions were finished we all walked into the compound. Luna and Klaus hung behind, talking in soft quiet voice. He had his arm around her shoulders and she was leaning in to him. The both of them looked so relaxed. I had never seen my brother so content with someone. When she was relaxed he was. When she as angry he was angry. When she was sad he was. When she was scared he was ready to rip anyone to pieces. The same could be said for Luna. When he was mad she did whatever she could to prevent him from doing something, it of course worked every time. I could have said the exact words she said to him and it wouldn't work, because she wasn't saying them so it didn't have the same effect. When he was sad she would do whatever she could to cheer him up. One time she attempted to make him food, Luna nearly burnt down the kitchen but she had made him smile, made him laugh. Their relationship was the perfect example of give and take. Both were willing to give more than the other.

In no time we made it to the sick room, where Freya and Marcel were.

As soon as we walked in Freya apologized and walked out. She looked a little sick just like Davina had.

I looked over everything one more time before excusing myself and heading out of the sick room to go search for Freya. She didn't look to good and I wanted to make sure that my sister was alright. After all as her brother it was my job.

"Elijah I'm fine." Freya said but I ignored her, wetting a rag with cold water and placing it upon her forehead.

She was running a fever. I wanted to try and cool her down. The last thing I wanted was for her to get sick.

"Then it wouldn't hurt if you laid down for a while and rested." I replied pulling the covers of her bed up so she could get inside.

Instead of arguing she climbed into her bed a tired expression on her face.

"I never thought you would tuck me in." She voiced as I did just that making sure everything was covered she couldn't be cold.

"I am just doing my job," I replied simply.

"Right so you consider yourself the caretaker of our family."

Caretaker.

I had never had thought of it that way. I suppose she was right. The vow,Always and Forevermeant so much to me.

To an outsider the vow might have been an excuse to do what ever my family wanted, it just wasn't true. Those people didn't understand the meaning ofwhat ever it takes. It literally means what it sounds like. To protect my family, for the ones I loved; I would cross lines, kill, torture and do a number unspeakable things all in the name offamily. The people who would never turn their back on you is your family. Most people are lucky to experience that. It had taken a lot to bring us all together like this. And now that we were finally together as a family again it would be harder to break us apart.

"I suppose so," I said stepping back preparing to leave when the voice of my older sister stopped me.

"Elijah wait!"

Freya took a deep breath before she began speaking her face filled with guilt, for what I didn't know.

"I've been having bad dreams about our Aunt Dahlia. Would you mind staying in here, just until I fell asleep? I would be forever grateful."

I nodded taking my place beside her bed. Staying would be the least I could do.

"Of course Freya, now rest. I am sure this week is going to be tiresome so if I were you I'd get as much rest as possible before more people start to go missing..."

Damon Pov

"So how did you two meet?" I asked or rather wondered aloud as Luna, Brennan, and Hodgins worked around the room.

"If you are speaking of Luna and I, she helped with a murder case." Brennan answered as she started to put an IV in Josh.

"A murder case, Bones why wasn't I called?" Booth asked gaining a glare from his partner.

"Contrary to what you believe I am perfectly capable of solving a murder without you," Brennan declared now immersed back into her walk.

"Well contrary to what you believe, it takes more than a pile of bones to solve a murder."

"We didn't solve the case and besides Luna did most of the talking apparently males can be persuaded into anything when in the presence of an alpha female."

"No doubts about that," Hodgins quietly muttered earning a glare from Klaus. It was a good thing Hodgins' back was turned.

Hayley walked in then asking about Josh. "Any news yet?"

Luna walked up to Hayley briefly hugging her. I was glad to see that the two of them were getting along again.

"So this is your older sister, Hayley." Brennan stated looking between the two, taking her gloves off.

Before Luna could say anything Hayley did. Of course I wasn't surprised she wasn't very trusting towards new people. It took a while for me to grow on her but I eventually did. Apparently I was an annoying self absorbed jerk. Now I was a slightly annoying non-jerk friend.

"How did you know?"

"Bone structure wise; the zygomatic bones, the mandible are very similar, traits that are from your biological father given your different ethnicities. Tissue wise: the shape and color of your eyes and the labium inferius oris are also similar and were passed down from your father. Though your body's are clearly different you both have similar shape and form just proportioned differently. And as for knowing your name Luna told me apparently that's how friendship works, you get told something and then you do it back and return. Though there really is no way to prove that since there isn't any science involving friendship."

I whistled lowly that was a lot to take in.

Nonetheless the two shook hands.

"Hey I found something." Hodgins exclaimed pulling his face away from the microscope he'd be hiding in for the past half hour.

Luna and Brennan walked over to him, the rest of us (me, Klaus, Elijah, Booth, and Hayley standing back because we didn't want to get and the way and didn't know how to help or where to even start).

"This parasite or whatever the hell it is, is not accounted for. It's never been seen or heard from until now so I can't tell you much everything you'd like to know. After dissecting a few of them I discovered some of this in it's intestinal tract."

Both Brennan and Luna frowned, taking turns looking inside the microscope.

"What do you think?" Brennan asked Luna who had her brows furrowed as she looked in the microscope one more time.

"Lung tissue."

"I don't work with tissue but I concur. It would explain why he's having difficulty breathing," Brennan stated confident in her assumption.

"And why he hasn't woken up," Luna remarked a look of realization dawning her face.

"Josh is a vampire it shouldn't be keeping him down for this long," Hodgins said a frown on his face as he watched Josh's heartbeat drop on the monitor.

"If the infection is consuming most of his body it would make since that he stays asleep because his body is trying to fight it off, taking the energy needed to wake him up." Luna said looking over at Josh sympathetically.

Then came a round of questions which started off with...

"When is the last time he had blood?"

...

It was now night fall. Everyone had cleared the room for Aiden. The look on his face was pure pain.

I found myself going to Rousseau's. Cami went with me. She didn't work their anymore, I convinced her to quit a few days ago.

Tonight we weren't celebrating. Tonight we just came here to drink, and try to forget that Josh was dying.

Brennan said that if they couldn't find out away to get the parasites and infection out of his system he would die. No one was happy when they heard this information. I was just glad I wasn't going to be the one to tell Aiden.

We sat at one of the back booths away from everyone.

"So how are we going to do this?" Cami asked looking down at her glass of vodka.

I had already downed mine and was waiting for another.

"Do what?"

"Are we going to drink ourselves until we pass out or are we going to drink a little and go home?"

I smirked downing the glass I had just gotten.

"A little bit of both."

She grimaced after finally taking a drink from her glass. "Sounds good," she choked out.

"Hey I thought you said you were a good drinker."

"I was a good drinker back in college. Now I don't have a reason to show off," She replied shrugging her shoulders.

"Yeah you do, me. Come on it'll be fun." I said pushing the drinks that I had ordered for us to her.

"Damon if I drink all these I won't be able to walk out of here."

"I'll carry you," I pleaded giving her my best puppy dog eyes.

"Alright, but I am only doing this for you once."

"See wasn't that fun?" I asked and received a giggle in return.

"Yes it was, I can't believe I'm able to still walk right now," She replied cheerily.

We were at the steps to the compound. Stupidly for some reason I let go of her hand. She took the first step and face planted.

I was so surprised I didn't know what to do.

After pulling her up and off the ground I saw that her forehead had been split completely open. Blood just poured down her face.

"Cami are you okay?"

"Yeah, just craaaazy tired..." She replied sluggishly, yawning to tie the whole thing off.

Picking her up I shook my head down at her. "Nope come on Cami, you have to stay awake."

"What if I don't want to?" Cami stuttered out the ghost of a grin on her face. Now in the compound I saw Luna in the sick room sitting in a chair with a lost look on her face.

Hmm I would have thought that Aiden would still be here.

As I narrowed my eyes I saw that her eyes were downcast and she was crying. Her faithful pup had it's small head on her shoe, I could hear him whining lowly.

"What happened to her?" Luna asked again disregarding her own self for someone else.

"She face planted on a step," I replied to her question watching as she got some alcoholic wipes along with some gause and tape.

With careful hands she wiped Cami's face free of blood. "It's a shallow cut though I wouldn't recommend giving her your blood until tomorrow given all the drinking she's been doing."

"But she'll be okay?" I questioned and she nodded patting Cami on the shoulder who gave her a thumbs-up in response. She was totally out of it. "You should probably take her to bed. When she wakes up to more she is going to have one killer headache." I scooped Cami up off of the bed she had been sitting in. She giggled in response and began to play with my hair.

"You should probably go to bed too, it's not good for you to not get any sleep."

Shadow barked lowly as if agreeing with me. "Good boy," I said as I reached down to scratch behind his ears. "See Luna even your dog thinks you should go to bed." I smiled watching as Shadow spun around and barked once more, looking up at his owner, smart dog.

Luna nodded but I didn't think she was really going to do as I asked. It was time to bring the big guns out.

"Goodnight Luna."

In return I got a quiet"goodnight."

After tucking Cami in and nearly losing my shirt in the process, because she was holding onto it tightly, I headed to Klaus' room luckily he was there with Marcel.

"Hey Luna is in the sick room with Josh, when I came in there she was crying."

Marcel sighed leaving the room telling the both of us goodnight.

A few minutes later we were back in the sick room. Luna still sitting in that chair looking at Josh with that same lost look on her face.

"You see Luna since you won't listen to me, or your own dog I figured that you would have to listen to the big bad wolf."

I expected a small laugh or even a half a smile what I got was glaring from the both of them. Geez...tough crowd...

Wordlessly Klaus held out his arm and I watched in horror as she took it. Before walking out of the room she turned and smiled telling megoodnightagain but this time in a much more cheerful tone then the last time. Shadow licked my shoe and then trotted off to join Luna and Klaus.

What the fuck?

He didn't even have to say anything, and she just went with him. Ugh I really wanted to just punch him in the face sometimes...

...

Klaus Pov

...

"I'm surprised, I thought you were going to put up more a fight then that." I confessed.

We were in my room, sitting on the sofa. Shadow on the floor in the middle. Well she was technically leaning into me but I didn't mind. I evenallowedmyself to place an arm around her side. Her hair was down, in spirals and curls of all different shapes, sizes, and lengths. If I had an arm around her then I wouldn't feel the urge to run my fingers through her soft silky locks. Wouldn't feel the urge to pull on each individual curl. Every chance I got to smooth down her hair I did. I couldn't help it. So soft and stubborn like her. Maybe that's why I loved it so much.

"I thought about it but then I wanted to see how Damon would react."

I laughed remembering the look on his face. "So was it worth it?" She asked and I looked down at her smirking. "Most definitely."

"Do you ever get scared?"

I tensed, her question caught me off guard. It must have been why she had taken her head off of my chest and looked up at me.

It would probably be best if I told the truth. I was already hiding something else from her. A rather large well kept secret. I didn't want to hide anything else from her if I could help it.

"All the time."

"When?"

I hummed thinking back.

"When you almost got sucked into the portal. Before Rebekah grabbed hold of you I thought-" I swallowed thickly remembering the intense fear I felt. Nothing compared to that one moment I so wished to forget but couldn't it was forever burned into my brain.

It was one of the moments when everything slows down.

There was a screechingsound almost like metal being ripped apart. Eva went first, then Luna. An invisibleforce pulling her back. I reached for her, she reached too, her eyes wide with surprise and fear. Then a crippling intense, sharp pain filled up my chest. The air was knocked out of my lungs. I stopped breathing, my mind went into this frenzy. All I could think was,not her.

Over and over again. Let it take me instead. If I could have thrown myself and pushed her out of the way, taken her place I would have done so with out the slightestbit hesitation.

This was one of these times were you were forced to watch everything unfold and not being able to do anything.

I've never felt such relief when Rebekah appeared out of no where and grabbed hold of her hand, nearly getting sucked in the portal in the process. I wanted to get on my knees right then and there, feeling relief. Never in my life had I been this thankful for Rebekah.

Never in my life had I been more afraid.

Not when Henrik was attacked by the wolves, and not when Mikeal drove a blade through my heart.

"I thought that I was going to die to. It just happened so fast, I didn't even have time to scream." She muttered speaking so softly had it been anyone else but me they probably wouldn't have heard her.

On instinct I pulled her closer to me, feeling like it was the right thing to do. To comfort her. Hopefully that would be enough to satisfy thebeastinside. Though these days nothing I did seemed to please that part of me.

"You said you were having nightmares again, what are they about?" I asked wanting to know what exactly was bothering her so I could know exactly what to do to help her.

"Abbraxas, and Dahlia. Mainly they are about Abbraxas watching me sleep. Speaking of Abbraxas I saw him in a memory today." Luna stated but seeing my confused she explained further. I never had to ask. She always knew what I was going to say and what I was going to do.

She just never knew what I reallywanted to sayand what I reallywanted to do.

It wasn't her fault of course. I could be secretiveif I wanted to be.

"Freya did a spell similar to the one she did with Eva. She put Hayley in my head where she saw what it was like for me to be in one place for so long. Everything went as I remembered until Abbraxas showed up. He was walking with Sabine and Agnes. They were talking about me and he was angry because they were starving me and apparently it wasn't part of the deal. The thing is I don't remember him back then."

Deals were never good. Especially when it involved Luna at that young age. What could he want from her?

"Luna you have every right to be afraid, the nightmares will only get worse if you don't sleep. And for the record you are not losing your mind. Yes it's true things may be falling apart but you definitely aren't one of them and beside I won't let you fall when your dancing, what makes you think I'd let you fall apart."

"Sometimes it can't be helped," Luna remarked sighing as she did, I suspected by the tone of her voice and the drooping of her heavy eyes that she was tired. Exhausted more like it.

"Maybe so but not when I'm around," I smiled when she slumped back down into me.

"I can't sleep."

"Are you scared of being alone?" I asked if that wasn't the problem I didn't know what was. Luna always did sleep better when she wasn't alone. I knew she was prone to have fewer nightmares, if she had any at all.

"Maybe I am afraid of being alone, but I don't want anyone to judge me."

I settled back into the sofa, not planning to leave any time soon. "Then I won't leave."

"As I said before in the car you are the strongest person my family has ever seen. Given what you've been through you have every right to have the fear of being alone. And if anyone has a problem then they can go through me," I continued hoping that my words would work.

To my surprise they did and she caved in. Putting her feet up and curling up at my side.

"Thank you, Klaus. I don't know what I would do without you. I really appreciate you, not because of what you do for me but for just being you. Despite what you might think about yourself I for one think you'reamazing. If anyone disagrees then they can come talk to me..."Were the last words she uttered before falling asleep.

Warmth filled my entire form at her words. Always going out of her way to make sure I wasn't left out, and that I felt appreciated and loved. Something she had been doing since the very first week of knowing me.

I know I didn't deserve her but moments like these just made me appreciate that she was in my life at all.

Before I opened my eyes I was sure it was at least early morning. I don't remember stretching out but at one point it must have happened. Luna to was stretched out too, her head on my chest. The soft light coming from the windows cast a shadow on her dark thick lashes. Her long curly hair fanned out behind her. Her carmel skin had a healthy radiant glow to it, telling me that she had slept through the whole night. Her cheek's were flushed a light pink, almost as if she were blushing. Long spirals of curls lay across her face in a sloppy yet pleasant manner.

Here she was again, an artists dream.My dream.

One of her arms had found a way to my torso. Her fist gripping my shirt. My own arm still remained around her side.

"Maybe she didn't want to let you go", the beast inside rationed.Clearly pleased with his insight. Luckily I was here to prove him wrong. To prevent him from doing something that could potentially ruin Luna and I's wonderful relationship."Or she was cold and she held onto me instinctively," I fired back. The beast grumbled but said no more.I was relieved but didn't know how much longer this inner battle in myselfwas going to last.Atsome point there had to be a winner.

Little huffs of breath left her parted plump pink lips.

She only breathed like this when she was really tired.

Combined with the steady sound of her breathing, the rhythm of her heart beat, and the warmness her body was giving off I found myself falling slowly back to sleep.

That was before I heard someone clear their throat.

I turned my head to the side and opened my eyes. Rebekah stood dressed, hair, and make-up done. It was to early for this. All I wanted to do was spend a little more time on this couch curled up with an arm around Luna.

"Rebekah, what do you want?" I asked not bothering to hide the grogginess of my voice.

"Some night walkers went missing along with a few of Hayley's pack members went missing too. A couple tourists came up missing and a body was found at the docs this morning. The humans of course are blaming us, threatening war. Marcel would like your opinion on what to deal with first."

I sat up carefully trying not to disturb Luna. I removed her hand from my shirt, I froze hearing her sigh heavily. She turned completely, her back now to me. Smiling I grabbed the comforter from the back of the sofa and placed it over her.

"She is quite cute isn't she Nik?"

I sighed straightening the comforter out. It couldn't be bunched up or un-even in places. It had to be perfect. For her.

"Cute is a bit of an understatement."

"Well how would you describe her?"

"Like this...simply stunning...like she always is..."

Rebekah quietly laughed, "Oh Nik, come on I want specifics, details..."

I leaned down placing a small kiss, upon her head. After pulling away, I moved her curls out of her face. In response she hummed, though she was still in a deep sleep, she must be dreaming. I didn't have time to wonder because Rebekah began talking. Therefore interrupting my thought process...

"What I would give to see you happy..."

"I am happy Rebekah," I said not a fan of the wistful tone of her voice. It wasn't like I was depressed. I had Hope and Luna. All the friends and family I could ever ask for.

"You could be happier."

I didn't even bother to respond this time. I had no idea where she was going with this. To be honest I wasn't sure that I wanted too. Especially this early in the morning.

Not being able to help it I tensed when she put an arm around my shoulders. Looking down at Luna with a hint of a smirk on her face.

"All it would take is three little words..."

"Oh bloody hell, not you too..." I muttered, rolling my eyes as I ran my hand along Shadow's back. He nudged my leg before resuming his sleeping position.

First Elijah, now Rebekah. Who was next?

"Don't oh bloody hell me.If you want something you have to take it. She is not going to be single forever."

"How are you and Marcel doing?" I asked hoping this question would make her distressed. Payback for waking me up and dragging me away from Luna.

"Wonderful, he didn't tell you did he?" Rebekah said practically almost skipping alongside me.

"Tell me what?"

"Marcel and I are going out," She announced a wide grin on her face. Despite me being slightly irritated I smiled.

"As long as the both of you are happy that's all that matters to me."

She laughed stopping to hug me. "Thank you. I thought you were going to disapprove of our relationship."

"I am a different man than I was back then. It was wrong of me to keep the two of you apart before. I am happy to hear that you two are together again."

We had started walking again this time down the stairs. The grin still on her face. It was good to see her happy again. I can't remember a time when she was this happy. Especially in the morning as early as it was.

"You deserve to be happy." Rebekah stated just before we could enter Elijah's office.

"I know you might be afraid but what's life without taking risks."

I sighed not bothering to hide my frustration.

"The risk of losing her is greater, than the small chance of her reciprocating feelings for me."

"Nik what are you going to do when another guy steals her away?" Rebekah continued despite what I had said.

"What guy? There isn't any guy?"

"Kai seems like a pretty good example. He would be a good candidate. He calls her nearly everyday and he is going to come down and give her a family heirloom. Things like that can be mailed, yet he insists on giving it to her in person. I wonder why that is...Did I mention that he calls herbaby."

"Rebekah I don't have time for this, there are more pressing matters to be dealt with," I said my hand touching the door handle, when her own hand stopped me.

"That's alright brother we have all day and if not all day then we have all night too," she replied cheekily.

After dropping her hand off the door handle. Rebekah walked into Elijah's office, I followed. Kol, Marcel, Jake, Vincent, and Elijah were there. To be honest I was expecting more of a crowd but I wasn't complaining.

"How was your night?"

"Excellent," I said replying to Elijah's question.

"Has anyone seen Jewel?" Kol wondered aloud looking around the room.

"Who is Jewel?" Jake asked with a curious tone. I disliked Kol's nickname for Luna. One night I had been joking around with Kol and I came up with it.

Because to me she was myjewel. My priceless treasure. I had come across her by accident. Searching for something only to find more than what I had bargained for. For once I was grateful that I had gotten more than what I asked for. This wasn't some rare jewel. There had never been anything like it before. All my years of life, I've never had the pleasure to encounter such an exquisite work of art. Priceless. I would go mad if I lost it. That night I might have been drinking more than I usually do so I told Kol and he naturally decided to steal it from me. Of course Kol said I was welcome to claim the nickname back but then I would have to explain it's origin. And Kol knew that there was no way I would do it. So whenever he could he would put emphasis on the wordJewel. Knowing the negative effect it had on me.

"Yes brother do tell us whereJewelis?" Rebekah asked in a teasing tone. I clenched my jaw. These days it was to easy for them to get under my skin.

"Lunais sleeping."

"Where?" Kol inquired a small smirk on his face. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"In my room."

Kol unlike Rebekah did not even try to stifle his laughter.

"In your bed?"

Stepping forward towards the desk I picked up a pencil and threw it at Kol. He caught it of course. Twirling it around his fingers.

"No my sofa."

"Brother I had no idea you were so-"

Elijah cleared his throat just now sensing where our younger brother was going with this. A good thing to, had he let Kol continue there would have been a hole in the wall in the shape of his head. I loved him to death but talking or joking about Luna in that way, was crossing a line.

"The body that was found at the docs is still unidentified. After conversing with Seeley it was decided that Brennan along with Hodgins are going to take over that department. Marcel and I thought that would be best since it is what they do for a living." Elijah said taking the pencil from Kol's fingers and placing it back on his tidy desk.

"The witches are refusing to speak about the recent disappearances which tells me that they are some how involved." Vincent said bringing the attention to him.

"Oliver remains as fishy as usual. Always sneaking out of the Bayou, and I know for a fact it's not a girl because he has built himself a bad reputation. I plan to track him tonight and see where he spends most of his time during the night besides sleeping. No one else in the pack seems to be behaving oddly." Jake said leaning against the wall as he did.

"The nightwalkers that went missing were new. But I knew them well enough to know that they wouldn't have gone down without a fight," Marcel said.

I nodded to each of them grateful for them summing everything I had missed.

"Marcel, Elijah, and I will talk with the mayor. I can not speak for the rest of you so do what ever you think is best."

...

Damon Pov

...

Waking up before Cami was probably the smartest idea I've ever had.

I spent hours trying to prepare myself for her wrath.

She was going to blame me.

After all it was my fault. It was only right to accept my fate.

Her hand went straight to her forehead. I tensed hearing her wince in pain.

"Damon..."

I had expected her to sound angry but she didn't. Either that or the anger would come later.

"Babe I'm right here. Take this Luna said it would help with your head."

Cami took the pills without complaining and laid back down.

"Thanks, now what's wrong you seem tense."

I nervously laughed, trying to play my being tense off. I honestly didn't expect her to be so alert and aware, especially after last night.

"Nothing it's just more people went missing and a dead body turned up. The humans are threatening us with war, again."

Cami got up from bed, almost hitting me in the process.

"Whoa whoa, where are you going?"

"I have to help."

"You can't, your hurt."

"My pain doesn't matter, but I appreciate your concern. I may be human but I do have a place at the town council. I could help prevent a war from breaking out. Damon do you know what this means? I could save lives."

"Didn't that used to be your Uncle's place. Would they even be okay with you taking his place?"

"I'm sure they won't mind me taking it," She said gathering her things getting ready to take a shower.

Something told me that this wasn't going to be an arguments that I would win. Not that I really won any in the first place...

"At least let me come with you."

Cami gave a lopsided smirk. "Are you giving in?"

"No I just think it would be better to agree with you rather than fight."

"Right because you know I'd win that argument."

I sighed kissing her dressed head wound before pecking her nose and then her lips.

"You win every argument."

"That's because I am always right."

So sassy, stubborn, and head strong.

I loved the woman standing in front of me. Her blonde hair wild, her green eye's narrowed, her hands on her hips daring me to disagree...

"Yeah, you are so right..."

...

Luna Pov

...

The last thing I remember before falling asleep was thanking Klaus, telling him how much I appreciated him. Not just for what he did but just for him too. I tried to make as much emphasis as possible when talking about how great and loved he is. I feel like nobody really tells him these things and if they do it's not enough. I considered it my job to make sure he felt appreciated. Whether it was with a hug or with my words. I frowned realizing that now I was alone. I missed it when I would wake up and he would be there by my side. Sometimes holding on to me, other times I would be the one holding on to him. Then there were those rare times. When I would wake up and he would not only be holding onto me but I would be holding on to him. Those rare times were my favorite times. He always said to tell him if I ever needed or wanted anything. How was I supposed to tell him that I wanted to fall asleep in his arms every night, and wake up every morning in them? Sitting up I could see a comforter thrown over me. Not being able to help it I smiled. Marveling at the thought that he might have put it over me. To keep me warm now that he had gone. I was warm yes but nothing compared to the warmth Klaus gave off...

"Excuse me dear, but are you hungry?"

I jumped startled by the voice. Shadow stood and sniffed the air. I felt a sense of ease when he did not growl. I looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ester.

Ugh I probably looked like a lunatic sitting there, just smiling.

I was even more surprised to see that she had a tray a food.

"Did you make this for me?"

"Yes, Rebekah showed me how a few days ago and I thought I would give it a shot. I do hope it's alright." She said as I took the tray from her.

It was a simple breakfast. Buttered toast, scrambled eggs, and bacon. But Ester wasn't familiar with cooking even if Rebekah had showed her. I appreciated the kind gesture.

"This is really good," I said after finishing it.

She took the tray back and I could see that my words had made her feel a sense of pride.

"Do you come in here often?"

I turned after folding the blanket and putting it above the sofa.

"No last night was just a really bad night. Here of late I've been having a lot of those."

Ester raised a perfectly shaped brow. Normally I didn't share things with people I wasn't close with but she was Klaus' mother, what was I supposed to do?

"Give me a few minutes to go clean up. I trust you will be in your room by then."

Before I could reply she was already walking off. Leaving me standing here blushing.

I hope she didn't assume what everyone thought.

As I went to my room I tried to think about what I could say to direct her thoughts elsewhere. Anywhere but where they were likely headed.

"I have nightmares. Sometimes there about Dahlia, other times there about Finn, but mostly they are about Abbraxas." I confessed my eyes downcast. The only person I could look in the eyes and tell them this was Klaus and not even completely. He didn't know about Finn and I didn't want him to. For some reason I felt that Ester could be trusted.

"As you should. Only a fool wouldn't be afraid. My sister is coming after you, and being one of the most powerful witches of all time would scare anyone. Abbraxas is truly dangerous. I assure you that you aren't the only one who has nightmares about him. There are times when I wake up and have to tell myself that I am at the compound. That he isn't in the room. My wounds might have healed but I am forever scared on the inside. I guess that is the price of being an immortal witch. I am truly sorry about Finn. He has lost perspective. I did not teach my son to put hands on a woman not even Mikeal as wicked as he can be at times. I assure you, I did not intend for him to turn out this way..."

He's lost perspective? More like his MIND!!!

"Listen Klaus doesn't know about me having nightmares about Finn I would appreciate it if he doesn't find out."

"If I may ask, why?"

"I've already begged him not to go after his brother before, I don't want to do it again. We fought for the first time over it. He wanted to go kill Finn, for not only hurting me but Freya as well. I don't care if he kills his brother, that's fine with me. I wanted him to stay because Finn has pieces of the white oak stake. I won't have him go out and risk his life if I can prevent it. Promises were made but I honestly don't think I would be able to do it again. Part of me doesn't want to."

"It's only natural to seek out revenge for those who have hurt you."

I shook my head, disagreeing with her.

"For Finn I don't want revenge, I just want to feel safe again. If he doesn't die and doesn't hurt me again or the ones I love then I would be fine with that. However for Abbraxas I do want revenge. He killed my parents, Hayley's parents, tortured them. His actions are what put me with the witches. He made my lifehelland in return I want to do the same thing to him except ten times worse."

Ester chuckled, "Mikeal was right you certainly do have the Mikealson attitude. In this particular case it's a good thing."

I blushed and looked down.

It wasn't the first time someone had said that to me. I did have the Mikealson attitude. I had never been offended by that statement. I hoped that one day I wouldn't just have the Mikealson attitude, I hoped that I would haveMikealsonas my last name. Of course no one needed to know that...

"You and Niklaus seem awfully close," she said stopping to look at a picture on my wall.

It was a picture of us at Hayley and Jackson's wedding. We did look good together. Even me. The light purple of my dress clashed with the black of his tux. He had an arm at my waist, I swear I could remember what his hand felt like, even now after all this time. That night was drama filled but worth it at the same time. Dancing with him was honestly probably the best thing about that night. The purple dress I had been wearing would look flowy when he would twirl me around. That night I remember swearing that he was purposefully trying to make me dizzy. He laughed when I told him this, I remember I did too. He picked me up and dipped me down over and over again. I could remember thehighI felt being with him. Something told me that it wasn't just the alcohol or the adrenaline in my veins, that it as something more, something else.

"We are. A day after Klaus and Elijah saved Hayley and I out of the witches caves he made me smile for the first time in all of my life, made me laugh. From the very first week we exchanged horrors from our past, both of us promising to help the other. I've always had this bond with him, with all of his siblings except for Finn. I truly don't know what I would do with out him, he's my best friend."

I touched one of the frames of a picture next to the one Ester was looking at.

It was of me and him on Christmas. Before finding out about Abbraxas. I can't remember a time when I had been happier. My first Christmas, although it had ended quite badly I still looked forward to the next one.

"You love him..."

They way Ester put it wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Of course I do. He has done so much for me, everyone in your family has. I would die for everyone of them."

"I know and in return they would do the same for you."

Maybe I was hearing things but there seemed to be a hint of pride in her voice.

"Your overall presence has made them better. When I looked at thembeforeall I saw was a group of people with the same blood running in their veins, temper, and ruthlessness. When I look at themnowI see a family, that cares, and loves. Yes they still have their temper and ruthlessness but it's better now, because of you. So thank you for helping them see the errors of their ways."

I smiled taking the compliment. Though I disagreed with one of the things she had said. I didn't believe that the Mikealsons were error-ed or faulted in any way. Not even Finn. But he was on a whole other level.

"Luna I do think you should tell my son of your nightmares about his brother. He doesn't do well when people disappoint him. I take it you've told him everything besides your feelings and the dreams."

"Feelings..." The panic started to set in. How did she know? How did she find out? If she knew then maybe Klaus did to? Was it that obvious?

Ester as if sensing my distress put a hand on my shoulder a kind smile making it's way onto her face.

"How di-did you find out?" I finally managed to stutter out after taking a couple deep breaths. Freaking out over this seemed silly but I couldn't help it.

"For one thing I've been around for a long time and I have the ability to sense certain things like love, anger, and pain. In a way I have become empathetic. For another I see the way you look at him. Do not fret, I have no intention of telling him of your feelings. If you do one day consider to tell him, I suggest doing so with discretion. Things like this tend to rarely turn out pretty. The both of you have such a beautiful bond already. It would be a shame if that bond were to break."

I nodded. Imagining how hurt I would feel if our bond were to break. I just might die. "Yes, it would be."

Shadow came up and nudged my leg. I sighed knowing what he wanted. I picked him up and placed him on my chest.

Seeing this Ester smiled.

"May I?"

I passed Shadow into Ester's arms. He licked her cheek before burring himself in her long blond hair that reminded me of Rebekah and Freya's hair.

"You know I had a dog once when I was young," Ester began looking down at Shadow admirably as she ran her hand along the soft fur on his back.

My eye's widened with surprise. I didn't know they had dogs back then.

"What was it's name?" I asked glad that the conversation was off of Klaus and my feelings for him. Besides I couldn't help but be interested.

"His name was Odin. I remember I found him outside my sister and I's hut. The weather was anything but peaceful. The rain poured in sheets continuously without even the slightest pause. Bright flashes of lightening lit up the sky. The wind howled. Originally I had thought that's what the sound was, but when there was a brief pause and it was then that I knew it had to be something more. Thunder didn't whine. I tried to awake Dahlia, my sister but she nodded right back off to sleep. She was like that. Worked hard on magic during the day and by night fall she would be in a deep sleep even before I finished cleaning up. I grabbed my fallen father's sword and rushed to the door. I'm sure you can imagine my surprise when I saw a puppy. It was a small thing, thin and shivering. I closed the door and went to grab a spare blanket. I knew that my sister wouldn't be happy with bringing some creature in but what harm could it possibly do. After drying him off and feeding him some scraps of deer he slept with me."

"What did Dahlia think of Odin?"

Ester sighed heavily, neither a happy or sad sound.

"I must confess she was not happy at first, but Odin eventually grew on her. I remember waking one morning to find her already up playing fetch. Once I caught her she would dismiss it and go back to studying her dark magic. Dahlia always was that way. Looking for ways of war first instead of peace. Believe it or not I tried to sort things out peacefully. Not with my magic but with my heart. Odin brightened even the worst of Dahlia's moods. Then everything changed when the Vikings came. Including Dahlia and myself."

Ester no longer had the smile or look of admiration on her face but a look of sadness.

"What happened when the Vikings came?" I tentatively asked all of this silence only made my curiosity grow.

"They came with their big ships and destroyed what was left of the village. Despite my sister's warnings I went back to the hut in search of Odin. I couldn't leave him to die. I had saved him, fed him, bathed him, in a way Odin was like my child. I found him and ran back to where our hiding place was. I only made it halfway there. Some of the Vikings had found me. That day I found out exactly how protective he was. Like your Shadow,myOdin could be quite ferocious at the flip of a coin. He attacked the men with his teeth and claws but he was no match for their axes and swords. His death as awful as it might sound gave me time to run back to my sister. Even after all of these years I don't think I would be able to choose another companion. That day I hadn't just lost a dog. That day I had lost my best friend."

Ester then placed Shadow down. We both watched him trot over to where his tug toy was and start chewing on it. Usually he would have already chewed threw it by now but Josh gave it to him. Maybe it meant something and that's why he was treating it with such care.

"Can I hug you? You seem like you really need it..."

I was surprised when she nodded.

People always said I did have the best hugs. Apparently I cheered them up or something. If that was true I hoped that my hug would make her feel better.

"Better?" I asked after pulling away. She nodded taking out a handkerchief and wiping her tears away. I couldn't help but smile a little at that. Not because she was crying but because in that particular moment I saw Elijah.

"Yes, thank you. I must say Luna you do give magnificent hugs. I suppose in a way you got that from your ancestor, and my friend Melinda Warren."

"I am happy to help. If you ever need anything..."

Ester nodded shortly before blowing into her handkerchief.

"Well it's time I leave you to get dressed, I will see you later."

And then she was gone leaving me alone with my thoughts and Shadow.

After taking the much needed hot shower I combed and put my hair in a french braid. A few tendrils remained free, framing my face. I brushed my teeth and applied some lotion to my face. Instead of my usual cherry chapstick I wore a nude lipstick. I even applied some eye liner. I couldn't help but be happy that both eyes turned out great, (thank you Rebekah!)

The normal jeans, shirt, shorts thing wasn't going to cut it today.

After going through two of my walk in closets I settled on a dress. It was white and had simple lace designs. Normally I avoided the color but today it appealed to me more than usual. It stopped a few inches above my knees. I paired the dress with a dark forest green jacket. It stopped at my rib cage. The sleeves ended at my elbows. Instead of the usual converse I chose combat boots with a heel. They were gray so I figured they would look fine. For jewelry I wore the bracelet that Cole gave me on my left hand. My neck felt naked. My mothers heart necklace usually laid there. I never took it off, except to shower. Wearing the necklace,hernecklace made me feel closer to her. And now that it was gone, I felt even more far away from her than before. Trying to make the feeling go away I went to my jewelry box and got out a necklace. It was from Jake, it was pretty. A small heart hung from the delicate chain. He said it had been expensive but he wouldn't tell me how much because he knew I would pay him back.

Going downstairs to the sick room I saw that a body was there. Not a living one either. This one was stripped clean of flesh. A skeleton.

"Hey what's going on?" I asked one of Marcel's night walkers as they walked by.

"Oh that body was found by the docs this morning. Marcel thinks that it could be one of the people that are missing. You look great by the way," the man then walked off before I could ask anything else. From what I could see just Ester and Booth were in the sick room.

I walked in and Ester smiled at me before returning to her work on Josh. It looked like she was draining thefluidfrom his body. His skin didn't look as pale an inflamed as before so there was a good possibility that what she was doing, was working.

"Good morning Luna, could you take a quick look at these bones my partner says that you are very good. Almost as good as her, not that I don't doubt you it's just-"

I nodded taking a pair of gloves and putting them on.

Away from the compound when I went to college I got interested in bones and anthropology. So I took some classes along with my plants and herbs classes.

"Female. Caucasian. Approximately 5'7, and anywhere from late teens to early twenties. The indent on the back of the skull suggest foul play. Death would have been quick."

Booth smiled. "Of course you are right I just wanted to see if Bones was right about you."

The door opened and judging by the voices who ever entered wasn't happy. Normally I would have looked up but something on the ulna caught my eye. Some sort of odd marks, or indentions of some kind. The same could be seen on the ribs, humerus, collar bone, radius, and phalanges.

I reached out and touched one of the grooves. Smooth yet uneven with the others. Whatever made these marks were differently sized and proportioned.

A cold feeling passed into my body and then there was that familiar electric shock.

"Hey Luna if you want I can help you with those," Said a girl. I recolonized her as one of Marcel's new vampires.

"It's Amber right?" The girl nodded. "Yeah I'm probably going to get in trouble for this but it's worth it."

She said grabbing a seat next to me and grabbing a book to restore it's pages.

"Thank you by the way. Do you want to go get lunch after this my sister bailed on me again and I assure you that you won't get in trouble..."

Amber smiled, putting her long blonde hair up and out of her face. "Alright as long as there are chili cheese fries wherever we go."

"Those are my thing," I confessed laughing as I did.

"What? No way!"

"Way. Ever since the first fry I have been hooked."

Amber laughed and went on to restore the next few pages of the book. "Then it's a date." I looked up and she laughed. "Hold on it's not a date, date..."

"I know."

"Luna, Luna?! Come on love, open your eyes." Klaus' voice faded in and out. He sounded distressed, I'd better wake up.

But I couldn't even manage to open my eyes or move my fingers. I was paralyzedagain.

After some calm breathing I was able open my eyes. Turning I could see that I was on the floor, oh no, not the fainting again. I thought I had gotten over that, I guess not...

"Luna."

My attention was drawn back to Klaus. He wasn't alone but he was the closest to me so I directed my eyes to him.

I blinked hard a few times, the burning feeling in my eyes intensifying the more I thought about what I had just saw. It was not a coincidence. My friend was dead, murdered and I had just touched her bones. The things that used to hold her together. The phrasedon't cry,don't cryplaying over and over again in my head. I would have let go if it had been just me and Klaus alone but we weren't' Ester along with Booth, Elijah, Marcel, and along with other people I didn't know were in the room. They couldn't see my cry. They might think I was weak.

Klaus pulled me up and I smoothed down my dress, the other hand still in his.

Before anyone could say or ask anything I pulled Klaus towards the door and he must have got my message because we were out of their in no time. He literally sped us out of the room and I couldn't have been more thankful.

Here I was in his room again before I could speak he gently shushed me, handing me a glass of water and sitting me on his bed.

It was probably a good idea that I didn't speak. It was unlikely that evenhewouldn't understand me.

As I cautiously sipped the cool glass of water, I felt the bed dip down. As I looked over I could see Klaus, that concerned look still on his face. I hated making him feel this way. I felt like I was bringing him down. After finishing the water I set the glass down trying to take slow and deep breaths. Just like Cami said to if I ever felt an attack coming on.

"Breathe."

I nodded shakily looking up when he took both of my hands in his own. His thumbs tracing small circles on the backsides of my palms. It was comforting but I still couldn't bring my self to look at him. The first tear fell then, slowly. It was warm and as it trailed down my cheek it left some of itself behind. Before long there was another, and another, and another. All the strength was zapped out of me and I felt my self slipping. I was losing control, I wasbreaking.Like the tear falling slowly, the cracks along the dam spread slowly. Sadness, fear, anger, and frustration, just leaked out. My silent crying had quickly turned into not so silent sobbing.

The sounds coming out of my mouth were awful. Even when I clenched my jaw the sounds didn't stop. In fact they got worse.

"Breathe Luna."

I couldn't though, anymore than I couldn't tell him that I couldn't breathe.

It was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe because of the tightening in my chest. So tight that it was beginning to hurt. Breathing became a challenge. I just couldn't seem to catch my breath. No matter how many times I tried to get control, I couldn't seem to get a good grip. I just wanted it to stop.

"Breathe."

"I can't," I sobbed out. My heart pounding harshly in my chest.

The two words that I hated saying.I can't. Those two words meant failure. Of course I would be the one to fail breathing. Why was everything so hard?

I didn't fight him when he put my head into his chest. Why would I? Him being my medication, the cure to my feelings of pain and darkness it would be better if I was closer to him. He was warm as always. I could almost feel his own warmness seeping into my skin. Washing away the cold feelings, doubts, along with fears. His warmth did not get rid of the overwhelming sadness I felt, but he did make itbearable. Around him everything became bearable. However without him, everything became un-bearable. Proof that I was better with him than without. I found this out months ago. I just never realized how much of an affect he had on me until now, in this very moment, lying here in his arms. He had never seen me this bad. Yes I cried on his shoulder, but I never sobbed. Not like this. He was making everything better, he was healing me. The kind of healing he was doing didn't require blood, or bandages. Only Klaus knew how to heal me, how to make me feel this way, not necessarily okay but stable and solid. The dam had stopped leaking. The fears, doubts, anger, grief, and pain had stopped flooding my brain. I stopped shaking, and the tightening in my chest had lessened. Instinctively I dug my fingers into his shirt, not afraid that he would go and leave me alone but he wasreal, he washere. As warm, kind, and as solid as ever. I was not alone. Not when he was with me. And if I convinced myself that I wasn't alone then I would believe it and gain control again. It was as if in a way Klaus was the only thing keeping me together, keeping me from breaking down and falling apart. Niklaus Mikealsonissoooo much more too me besides my best friend/crush, he was many things to me; myglue, myrock, mysafeplace, myshield, myumbrellain the rain, myshelterin a storm.

As these thoughts ran through my head the awful sounds from my throat had ceased. My breathing was no longer constricted. I was normal again. Well as normal as I could ever possibly be.

Hefixedme. I just wish he knew what he was doing. I wish there was some way that I could tell him how much he was helping me...

"I know the person who is laying on that table. She was one of Marcel's nightwalkers, her name was Amber. We were friends. Her skull is smashed in the back. It's probably what killed her."

"I'm sorry for your loss love."

"Thank you. If you hadn't taken me out of there I probably would still be on the floor. I'm sorry about your shirt," I said pulling away noticing the stains of my make up and tears on his shirt.

He shrugged and judging his expression he didn't seem to care much about his shirt.

"I don't care about the shirt,I careabout you. If crying is going to help you then please by all means use me as your personal tissue. If you want to hit something because your angry then hit me."

I shook my head at the thought.Hitting Klaus.Wouldn't be something I could ever do. "Again thank you but I could never hit you, and though you are a great shoulder to cry on it's not what helped me stop."

Klaus raised his eye brows, now not only concerned but confused. The question was how did he manage to still look good wearing both expressions of emotions. The two aren't exactly the same.

Here we go. This was it. Tell him how much he really helps you without giving away your feelings.

"Youdid.You helped me stop. I was upset because of Amber but that wasn't the only thing that made me break down. It was a combination of things and today it all just came rushing out. Abbraxas is a constant thought in the back of my mind. Almost every minute of every day I wonder if he is going to take my sister away, or you, or Hope just to get to me. I always feel like I'm being watched. I miss my mother's necklace. I know that it might seem stupid to miss piece of jewelry but it was the only thing I had left of her. Wearing it, wearing her necklace made me feel closer to her if that makes since. Josh isn't doing great I am afraid of failure especially when it involves the lives of the people I love. Dahlia could pop up at anytime and hurt anyone she wants to. And I would do whatever it took to stop her and I think she knows that. If she does then it's the reason she hasn't already tried to convince me to join her. I am worried about Chris and Leo. The last I heard of them was two weeks ago. All I want is to have the one brother that I have left here, standing by my side and his father to. Apparently that's to much to ask. I have nightmares about Finn. They didn't used to be so repetitive but now I see him almost every night sometimes he kills me, other times he tortures me. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want to make you upset. Your overall presence is all I need not too feel alone. With you I'm not scared, I feel safe. You make me feel better. To the point where I don't think I'm losing my mind at all."

It was a few moments before he stood up and spoke. I was relieved, I had been afraid that I had said too much.

"I am glad to hear that I am able to help you. It is a relief knowing that I can return the favor. During even my darkest days, in my worst of moods you never fail to be there for me. Most of my friends and family turn away from me during those times, but you didn't. You stayed. You care for me just as I care for you."

I blinked hard struggling to maintain eye contact with him. I could feel myself blushing but maybe he would take it as an after effect of me crying.

"You are always helping and supporting me. Through thick and thin. That has been clear to me ever since Tyler tried to turn my brother and Hayley on me. It didn't work on you. I remember you said that you believed in me. I hope you know that I believe in you just as you believed in me on that fateful day. Despite the fact that I don't deserve you in my life I do appreciate you. If I am being honest I probably would have murdered the entire city by now. Abbraxas won't touch you simply because, I won't let him. The same goes for my brother. And if either of them do I will remove their right to live. It is not stupid of you to miss the only thing you had left of your mother, I promised to return it to you and I intend to do so when I confront my brother. I'm not upset that you didn't tell me about the dreams Luna. If something, anything at all is bothering you I want to know so I can help you. I don't care what it is. You know that you can tell me anything, don't you?"

I stood up nodding as I did. The blush did not leave in fact it intensified. Thanking it was safe I put my head down.

"How about I take you out for lunch? Maybe after that we can go and walk around the Quarter for a bit. I know that Amber was your friend and that you probably want to find out who killed her but agree with me or not, you need a break. As you put it without me you probably would still be on the floor. If I help you then let me do so. When we get back I promise to help you find whoever did this to your friend."

Instead of saying yes, I hugged him instead. Hopefully he would get the message.

"I take it you agree..."

I unwillingly forced myself to pull away. It had never been this hard before. It was starting to get harder to concentrate on my breathing. But this time it wasn't being caused by a panic or anxiety attack.

"Just let me freshen up."

When I get to my room Shadow was still there, before I entered he was clearly asleep but now he was awake. Sniffing me and whimpering. To comfort him I pet his head and went into my bathroom.

My clothes had survived, my hair was surprisingly decent, my face not so much. My lip stick was smeared and the eye linear had washed down to my cheeks. Hmm it had been water proof, but not Luna proof.

I re-did everything. Choosing a more subtle nude color lipstick, than before.

After that I opened the door starting to walk out but Shadow standing there surprised me.

"Were you waiting for me?"

Shadow barked lightly and moved his head up and down. Sometimes I questioned if he was actually just a dog.

Since I was going out I decided to take my purse. When I walked into his room I saw that he was standing in the same place the only thing different was his clothing. He was dressed more laid back wearing; a dark blue shirt, his usual black leather jacket, and some dark jeans. His hair was done in it's usual way. He hadn't cut it recently so naturally it was growing out. Though I swore I could see curls coming out. Not a lot but it was a difference.

A difference that I found myself liking a little too much...

What I would give to run my hands-

"Are you ready?"

I nodded happy to pulled out of my day dreams. The last thing that needed to happen today

"Would you mind if Shadow came along?"

Klaus smiled holding out his arm which I took. "I wouldn't have it any other way..."

...

Jackson Pov

...

"How is Aiden doing?"

"I don't know. I haven't went to see him. Judging by what Jake said he isn't really in the mood for talking, to anyone. Even his best friend," I said replying to Hayley's question.

She was currently feeding Hope some soft scrambled eggs. Her long brown hair was in a bun in the back of her head. Pieces framed her face. Today she reminded me of her sister. Not because of the way her hair was but because of the lost look on her face. Luna would get like that when we the witches were brought up.

Like any another day since everybody started going missing Hope was going to have to be left with Mary and Eve. Hayley didn't like leaving her here with those two but what other choices did we have?

"That's understandable. What has happened to Josh is distributing. I don't know how Luna can even stand to be around stuff like that."

"Speaking of Luna how are the two of you?"

For the first time in weeks she didn't avoid the question. For the first time she answered.

"Great. This morning we talked and she showed me her past literally. Freya did a spell that put me in her head. What she had to go through, Jack, it was terrible. I don't know how she survived any of it."

"What did you see?" I asked I knew that Luna's life had been dark but I couldn't help but be curious.

"They drew this small circle around her and if she got moved the wrong way it would electrocute her. She was there for days at a time. The memory she showed me was when she was five. That was her nicest punishment. Then the man who killed out parents, Abbraxas showed up along with Sabine and Agnes. They were so mean to her especially Agnes. Apparently Abbraxas killed our parents because of some deal he made with the witches. When he saw Luna he got upset that she was being starved. Luna said that she didn't remember him in this memory which makes me think that they somehow took her memories away. Freya just happened to unlock it."

"Sounds plausible. The witches here have never really been saints, especially to your sister."

"How are you and Jake?"

"Better than before. Him becoming a hybrid was probably the best thing that could have happened. His head is on straight and it's either because of me and Klaus checking him or because he decided to grow up. Any way things are good."

Hayley's phone vibrated the contact readKlaus.

"What? Is she okay? Do you need me to come up there?" She said frantically into the phone.

He must have said something to calm her because she sat back down.

Hayley then ended the call an unsatisfied look on her face.

After some time I decided to ask what exactly that was about.

"What's wrong?"

"Luna had an anxiety attack."

"Is she okay?" I asked concerned for my sister-in-law. I loved Luna, and treated her as if she was my only sister.

"Yeah, Klaus got her to calm down. The body found at the docs this morning was one of Marcel's nightwalkers, a friend of hers. On top of that, dealing with Josh, Dahlia, and Abbraxas she just cracked. Thankfully she didn't break. He called to tell me that he is taking her out for some much needed fresh air and not to worry if I showed up at the compound and she wasn't there."

"Are you going to worry?"

Hayley sat up straighter at my question.

"Of course I'm going to worry about her she is my little sister after all. But since she is with Klaus I feel confident that she is going to be fine. I know he would never let anything happen to her. And if something did and she got hurt, that person better run the other way. I couldn't do what he just did. I don't know how to pick her up, make her feel safe and not so alone in this world. But he does, and because of that I trust him with her. More than I trust myself. He would do anything to ensure her safety and well-being."

"He loves her," I summed up and she nodded. "Yes he does. Just like the whole Mikealson family does. She is a part of them. A part of their family as well as ours."

I nodded agreeing with her.

After Hayley left for the compound with Hope I decided to go see Aiden.

It was likely that he wouldn't talk to me, let alone open the door to his cabin but it was worth a shot. What friend/alpha would I be if I didn't come check on him?

I knocked three times and surprisingly the door opened.

The smell of acohol hit me then. So strong I almost stepped back.

"What do you want?"

"I'm just checking up on you seeing if you need anything."

His eyes were downcast and his mouth in a hard line. Though I couldn't see his eyes I could tell he was trying not to cry. Years of knowing him told me that.

Aiden swallowed hard and coughed.

"No. I don't need anything. As you can probably tell, I am not really in a talking mood right now. So thanks but no thanks-" Aiden tried to close the door but I put my foot in the way, stopping him.

"Josh is going to be fine, things just look bad right now."

"What if he's not fine? What thenJack?! Are you going to tell me how sorry you are? I already feel like shit so I would appreciate it you would go away and leave me the hell alone!"

I clenched my jaw. Aiden was in a lot of pain right now fighting with him would only make him feel worse.

"If it comes to that then just know that you are not alone, just like you aren't now. If you ever need anything just ask and I will do whatever I can to help you."

I got a gruff"thank you,"before the door closed.

Progress was progress. No matter how big or small. Before he wouldn't talk at all. This time he talked. Maybe he didn't say the nicest things but at least it was something.

These days something isalwaysbetter than nothing.

Like Hayley's feelings for me. Before there was nothing but now I could feel there was something. Maybe it wasn't much but to me it was enough.

...

Cami Pov

...

I smiled seeing baby Hope in Hayley's arms.

Despite the awful council meeting the littlest Mikealson managed to cheer me up.

"Hey Cami, how did the meeting go?"

"Well the mayor is a pompous ass, I had to stop Damon from killing him twice but other than that everything was fine," I replied and Hayley shook her head.

"Sorry you had to deal with that. Do you really think there could be a war?" Hayley said after handing Hope to me.

"It's definitely a possibility. Since the humans are unwilling to cooperate and even see the supernatural point of view. For any relationship to work there has to be cooperation as well as an understanding. Without those two things a relationship can't work. All sides have to work together and right now at this moment in time the supernatural community has no relationship with the humans. Your wolf pack and Marcel's vampires used to be enemies but now after some cooperation and time together they go out and drink together. Not just as colleagues but as friends."

Hayley sat down on the floor having laid out a mat along with some toys for Hope to play. I sat down on the floor with her, setting Hope free.

"What relationship is most crucial, the one with the humans or the witches?"

I sighed crossing my legs together, wincing slightly at the light pounding of my head.

"The witches. If there was a war they would be better on our side then the alternative."

Hayley frowned and I could see that there was something bother her. "To be honest I don't know if I want them on our side at all. Not after what they did to my sister."

That was completely understandable and before I could say anything Hayley did.

"It wasn't just Sabine and Agnes it was the whole coven. How can I put my trust in these people who almost took the only family I had left?"

"Vincent and Davina are witches from covens here. I think everyone needs to look below the surface and see what exactly is going on. See it from the other side. If not a long term relationship then a short term. But we need to do something and if you have to be the ones to approach them then that's what needs to happen."

Hayley sighed dangling a toy above Hope, who in response gurgled and tried to reach it with her small hands.

"Do you think we would win?"

I hummed in response thinking over what she asked.

"Against the humans, probably. That'sifwe had the witches on our side."

"Do you really think they would be of any use to us?" Hayley asked her voice full of distaste. "Yes, but being angry at them won't help solve anything. They might not be the nicest witches but we can't work with just two sides. We have to work with three sides if we are to succeed in finding the ones who have been kidnapped. Believe it or not we aren't the only people who lost something or someone."

"So in other words we are all going to have to work together."

"Even if we don't want to..."

Something told me Hayley didn't like my answer.

...

Davina Pov

...

"Kol I'm fine," I said as I put on my usual small gold hoop earnings.

"You don't look it."

I turned and glared at my boyfriend of two years. He shrunk down shamefully. It was good to know that I had such an effect on him.

"Darling I meant metaphorically, on the inside."

Smirking slightly I turned back around. Applying some lip liner. "It have better been."

"Look I really don't think it would be the best thing if you went down there. You got sick yesterday."

I nodded remembering the mess I made of the bathroom we shared. "I know and I'm better now."

"Dove what are you trying to prove?"

"Nothing," I said answering his question honestly. I had nothing to prove but I did have things to do. The most important one being to help Freya and Ester with Josh.

While Luna's friend Brennan and her colleagues worked onAmber. I shuddered unintentionally. I didn't know Amber personally, not like Luna but her death still hurt. Someone who said hi when I walked past them.

I sighed walked up to Kol reaching down to hold his hand.

"You'll be there with me right?"

He scoffed at my question, offended. "Of course, where else would I be?"

"Then I can do it. With you I can do anything. Besides Josh is my friend, I love him. I need to be down there, helping as much as possible. Even if I don't really want to."

Kol sighed running his hands through his dark brow un-kept hair. "Alright I willallowyou to go if you take these," he said pulling a bottle of nausea pills and a glass of water out of no-where. It was like heknewwe were going to have this conversation.

I hated taking medication but if it was the only way to please him, I would do it. I took the glass of the water and pills out of his hands with a smile on my face.

"Allow? Really Kol, I thought we already solved who was the dominant in this relationship."

He muttered under his breath as I held him back the empty glass and walked out of the room.

Kol like always, caught up with me quickly. Easily matching my face paced strides. "You are quite cute when your bossy, you know that don't you?"

I laughed and reached down to grab his hand as we reached the beginning of the stairs. "Of course I do. How else would I know for sure that you were going to listen to me in the first place?"

Luna's friends Brennan and Hodgins were mostly focused on the skeleton laid out on the metal autopsy table. Occasionally they would make comments about Josh.

Freya, Ester, and I concentrated mainly on Josh. Since the three of us knew nothing about the skeletal system. Luna's friends did so we decided that we would leave the murder solving to them.

A container lay beside Josh's bed. Ester figured out a way to drain the pus using magic. Though it seemed never ending. The thick green and yellow substance was just as disgusting as it was yesterday. Even with the white little things swimming around inside it.

Marcel along with Kol were beside the counter. Ergo not that far away from me. Having the two of them close by, made me feel a boost of confidence.

The three of us relied on magic more than his actual body.

I didn't know the exact meaning of the numbers on the machines he was hooked up on but they were a lot lower today than yesterday. That made me worry. But maybe the numbers being low wasn't such a bad thing.

That thought gave me peace of mind. I forgot all about Brennan and her vocal cold analyse on the bones, and Booth's casual comment about squints. Most of the day it went this way, that was until Josh started seizing.

...

Klaus Pov

...

Taking her out was probably the best thing I could have done for her. The air outside was cool, the sun was blocked by the clouds, the skies blue. A rather beautiful day. Nothing like the one sitting in front of me of course.Even as broken down as Luna had been; warm tears coursing down her cheeks, quick uneven breaths leaving her lips, heart beat pounding in her chest like it's own drum, her body shaking, holding onto me with all her strength she had...she was still beautiful.

"How are you?" I asked watching as she bit into her chicken wrap. Shadow lay curled up at her feet. Happily content watching the world and people around him, yet still at his owners side should anything happen.

"Great," She replied shortly, after swallowing and taking a sip of her drink. Today she agreed to let me take care of the food bill. Usually she would disagree, fighting like Davina fought with Kol. Sometimes we split it but I would never let her pay the full bill. Normally I would compromise to half but today, things were different.

"Really?"

She nodded, "Yes, I told you that you make me feel better. You don't even have to talk."

That was good to hear. I was glad to help her in every way possible. Wish I could tell her that she made me feel better too. But how?

"How has your day been, before the last two hours of course?"

"Well for starters Ester made me breakfast this morning."

I frowned. My mother made Luna breakfast. I couldn't help but be concerned. It was more a of reflex to assume the worst. Especially when it involved Ester.

"Was it poisoned?"

Luna shook her head causing the curls framing her face to do so as well. "No, and it was normal as far as I can tell. After that we had a nice talk."

I groaned lightly, only imagining the things my mother would have spoken of. Hopefully nothing embarrassing.

"If I may ask what was this talk about?"

"She asked if you and I were close."

With great restraint I forced myself to keep eye contact, to not look down. Trying to focus on anything the irritation I felt for my mother. What right did she have to ask about anything? Especially Luna and I. As far as I was concerned anything involving Luna was none of her business.

"And what did you tell her?"

Luna smirked lightly dipping her head down to take a drink from her coke.

"The truth. That I would do anything for you and your family."

I allowed myself a small smirk. So she did care for me. That much was clear. I knew she loved me. But did she love me in the same way that I loved her? The answer was unknown but I had a pretty good guess.

"Are you upset?" I drew my gaze to her, surprised at her question. I don't think it would be possible to be mad at her. Maybe at something she did but nother.

My acting must not have been enough to fool her. Then again she saw right through me, just as I saw through her.

"Ester can be quite dangerous at times. I would be lying if I said that I trusted her. Given the circumstances with Abbraxas made me amended some of my previous thoughts but not all of them. If I am to trust her then it is going to take some time."

Luna sighed her eyes downcast staring down at her empty plate, "You have every right to be angry at her. She told me how thankful she was for me. Apparently my presence has made the whole Mikealson family better."

I chuckled lightly sipping the cold pepsi in my glass, "She isn't wrong about that."

Luna laughed to. A sound I would like to hear for the rest of my life. It was such a lovely laugh, though she thought it was awful.

"Maybe that's true but...she was wrong about all of you being errored. You and your family aren't perfect, no one is. But that doesn't mean that something is wrong with all of you. In your own way and style you all are great. And whoever doesn't understand that, well, they are the ones that are errored if they are stupid enough not to see what greatness is standing in front of them."

I coughed taking yet another drink from my glass. She was the only one in a thousand years and a half to have the ability to make me blush. Luckily this had happened long enough so that I had practiced to hid it. Yes. I spent hours and nights in my room coaching myself not to have involuntarily body reactions around her by imagining different scenarios involving her.

"I am thankful for her too."

My eye brows went up at this. What could Ester have possibly done for Luna to be thankful of her? As usual I didn't have to ask. Either because Luna knew me so well or that she could see through me.

"Without her, I wouldn't haveyouto pick me up and dust me off when I fall."

I shook my head, disagreeing with her.

"Luna, you, are perfectly capable of picking and dusting yourself off. I just prefer to be the one to do it for you."

"I know and I can't thank you enough for willing to do that. But Klaus I really think that you should see Ester being here as an opportunity."

Had anyone else said something like this I would have spoken my mind. Luna was not just someone else so I couldn't necessarily say what I wanted to on that particular subject matter.

"Ester might not be mom of the year but sheisyour mother. I would do anything to have time with mine even though recently I have found myself holding a grudge on her."

"A grudge?"

Luna nodded. Silently answering my question.

Her eye's were in between gray and green. The black eyeliner on her upper lid emphasized this fact. It was hard not to look to long. What I really wanted to do was stare into her eyes, and only her eyes forever.

"My mother had visions, premonitions like me. She saw herself die, saw my dad die, saw her best friend die yet she went there anyway. Knowing what was going to happen. Knowing that she was going to die, knowing exactly what was going to happen to me."

I reached forward and took her hands, causing her to look up at me. She wasn't crying yet, but her eyes were watering.

"Luna how did you find-"

"She told me. Then she apologized and said that it was necessary. That things had to be this way. That I had to grow up without her, my father, and my sister because of some stupid prophecy which she couldn't even tell me. How shity is that?"

She looked down as the first tear fell. Shadow whined lowly and stood on his back legs. His large paws and head precisely placed on Luna's thigh. He was looking up at her with those big dark brown eyes of his. Instead of usually being filled with excitement they were filled with what looked like concern.

I winced handing her a handkerchief. I took her out to try and make her feel at peace not to just cry. "Thank you,"she said after wiping her tears away. Her make up remained perfect, though I didn't care about that. I cared about how she was feeling. At this moment in time she was not feeling the best, and that meant that I wasn't either.

Being empathetic was not one of my stronger attributes but when it came to Luna I suddenly became the best.

"At the same time I feel thankful for her, for making me go through all of that as sick and twisted as it sounds. If I hadn't been there in that cemetery, inside of the cave you wouldn't have found me. We would have never met. So I forgive her as crazy as it sounds..."

"Is that what you believe?"

Luna nodded. Again, silently answering my question.

"Even if your sister and I had never met, even if I hadn't been in that cemetery that night, even if your parents would have been alive I would have met you somehow, somewhere. Maybe in Jackson Square watching the street artist paint, at Rousseau's talking with Cami, in the bayou with your sister handling the back, at the compound with Marcel. Certain people are meant to find each other. Living for a millennium and a half has taught me that. Traveling the world, seeing new people, it has shown me more than I could have ever learned by reading books. Given our strong bond I believe that we are two of those people. I also believe that even if you weren't with the witches, or anywhere near New Orleans that I would have found you."

It was nice having someone able to hold eye contact with me. Any other woman would be looking anywhere but my eyes. Yet here Luna was, staring at me dead on, more beautiful than those women could every try and attempt to be.

"Well you did find me and I'm here now. I hope that our strong bond lasts forever. I wouldn't be who I am without you. Ester might think I'm the one who made you better, and that might be true but I know for a fact that you made me better."

"Love, isn't that what friendship is all about. Healing wounds, trusting each other, willing to do anything..."

She laughed, shrugging her shoulders lightly. "I guess I just feel that what we have is deeper than that. Is it weird to think that way?"

Deeper than friendship. She thought that what we have was deeper. Warmness spread in my chest at her words. I struggled to keep my cool.

"No. It's not weird at all to think that way, I often find myself wondering if we could ever..." I would have said more but a man tapped on Luna's shoulder, pulling her attention away from me. Shadow had now removed himself from her leg and was now sitting. Blocking the man behind her. He growled lowly, a warning.

I wanted nothing more than to snap the neck of this stranger. He hadn't done anything to me personally up until this moment. He was taking Luna's time and attention away from me, and I just happened to consider that very personal.

"Your kind doesn't belong here," the dark haired man whispered causing Luna to turn fully around. Shadow stood then growling louder than before. He sounded pretty intimidating for such a little pup.

A scowl evident on her face, her scowling was a rather cute and entertaining sight. One that I found myself wanting to see more often, "Excuse me..."

"You heard me mutt. Hybrids of any kind don't belong here, especially you."

I stood preparing myself to rip who ever this man was into pieces. Even in front of all these people, I didn't care. He had no right to speak to her that way.

How dare he lay a finger on her, how dare he call her a mutt, how dare he disrespect her.

Another man appeared, and he shared similarities with the first man. If I had to guess I'd say it was his brother.

"Excuse me but please ignore my brother, Aaron he has issues."

Aaron then walked away muttering about mutts and hybrids and how stupid his brother was. Shadow sat back down and stopped growling but his eyes remained locked on this new stranger.

"Hi, I'm Jay. Look the two of you are welcome to come here any time you'd like. Some resident witches still hold a grudge against the Mikealsons and you too Luna. But there are a few who do not hold a grudge and I happen to be one of those people. Just because your different and more powerful doesn't mean that any of us have the given right to hate you for it."

Luna smiled, "Thank you Jay."

He frowned at the money she was offering. To be specific it was a 100 dollar bill.

"No, sorry I can't-"

"Yes you can," I knew that look on her face. The one that would make any man fall to her feet. Theplease get me/do what I want,look.

Jay hesitantly reached out and took the bill out of her hand. "Thank you Luna," he said after pushing his glasses up with shaking fingers.

I was sure that she had just made his day, maybe even his year...

"That was a nice thing you did back there love," I said glancing down at her hand in mine. Oh yes, what a lovely day it was. Shadow pranced between us, leash free.

"Jay is a nice person. I figured he deserved it back. Let's be honest there aren't many New Orleans witches who like or even accept you and I. It's funny how different even siblings can be."

Hmm. I liked the way she said that,you and I.

"Did it bother you, what Aaron said? If you'd like I would gladly break his jaw, perhaps even remove his filthy tongue."

Luna chuckled lightly, I tried not to smile too much when I heard the melodious sound. "I might let you if-"

I turned causing her and Shadow to turn with me.

My brows went up when she turned us around, Shadow too, "If, we weren't exactly on the brink of war, unfortunately we are."

"Are you sure love, I've been around for quite some time If anyone knows how to hide a body it's me. Like your friend the good doctor said, people go missing all the time."

She smiled widely and closed her eyes. Shadow barked looking at me, as if agreeing. I really did love that dog.

"As lovely as that sounds I don't want to get you in trouble."

"And whom exactly would I have to face if I got into some trouble?"

Luna sighed frustrated with a lock of hair blocking her eye sight. I used my other hand and put the dark lock of curly hair behind her ear. Her painted lips curved upwards before sayingthank you. The shade of lipstick was a nude pink color I found myself liking a little to much. I wondered if her lips really were as soft as they looked. All the times she had kissed me on the cheek they had been soft. Comparable to the delicate petal of a rose. I wondered if they would be just as soft on my own lips.

"I don't know Elijah maybe, but it's not worth the risk. I know you say that I'm worth the risk but to me it isn't worth you getting in trouble over some self-absorbed jerks opinion."

"I suppose you are right love," I hummed in response.

"Can we go to the weapons shop before we go home. I have a friend there that I would like you to meet."

...

The weapons shop was easy enough to find. The streets were emptied, again. The last thing I wanted to do was to come across another body. As I looked at shadow he didn't seem to be interested in any alleyways as far as I could tell.

The shop was small on the outside, but much bigger on the inside. A weapons shop is exactly what it was. Guns, bows and arrows, along with knives and other objects lined the walls, shelves, and glass casings. The floors had white tiles and the walls were painted a rusty red. The place smelled of metal and green tea.

"Miss Halliwell, it is nice to see you again. I trust you kept the dog?"

I don't know what I had been expecting but this man right here was not it. For some reason I felt relieved. The less competition for me, the better. The only one I was really worried about was Kai. To be honest I wasn't exactly looking forward to our confrontation, whenever that may be.

"Oh yes, you don't mind do you?"

The man shook his head and a moment later Luna introduced us.

"Klaus this Blade. He is the one who approached me when that guy tried to take my purse."

We shook hands and Luna seemed pleased by this.

"If you ever need any weapons of any kind don't be hesitant to come my way. Shop's open all day, all night. Take what ever you need." Blade said before motioning Luna I to follow him.

"There is something I have to show you, Luna. Your mother left these for you in her will. I've held onto them for all these years. Waiting for the day I would finally meet you and give you what she couldn't."

Luna seemed just as surprised as I did.

"Blade you knew my mother?"

"Of course," he said as he led us into a hallway.

"Growing up here in New Orleans is tough. Especially being who and what she was. After her folks died I looked after her. Taught her how to fight, how to defend herself. I knew nothing of magic certainly not Halliwell but I knew a witch."

Luna's hand tightened in my own. I looked over at her reassuringly. Any tension that she had in her shoulders were gone. Her heart beat steadied, and the next breath she took was calm. Even.

Blade had now led us into another room. Practically the same size as the shop if not bigger. Like the first room the walls were lined with weapons. The floors were dark and wooden. The walls painted a light blue rather than the rusty red. Daggers of all shapes, sizes, and colors were here. Some had jewels embed on the hilt, others had leather. Swords with Chinese letters written on them. Shotguns, hand guns, taser guns. Axes were hung on the wall. A wooden bow and arrows were in the corner, expertly hand made by the looks of it. Whips, chains, and ropes were also present. I even spotted a wooden staff that had Norse runes carved onto it's surface. In some of the glass cases instead of holding weapons they held jewelry. Some of the most exquisite things I had ever seen.

"What is this?" Luna asked letting go of my hand as she looked at some of the books on the shelves.

"This is what's left of Madeline's weapons stash."

Luna turned to him, her face aghast. "You mean there was more."

Blade chuckled and I raised my brow interested. "Oh yeah. Before everything went to hell and got blown up she had three separate buildings full of nothing but weapons and books. I recovered what I could. I knew that she would want you to have them."

Luna sighed saying thank you before walking around more of the room. Opening some cabinets and drawers. Shadow trailed behind, tail wagging as he sniffed everything.

"She is taking this better than I expected. Is she usually this calm?"

"Not necessarily calm this is just Luna being herself, given the fact that she has had a rather bad day."

Blade chuckled, "Her mother was like that. It's not when she was mad when you had to be worried. It was when she was calm."

Luna then came jogging to us, holding a photograph of a man and her mother. "Who is this?" She asked breathlessly. The melodious sound of her heart was, telling me that she was excited by this room.

"That is your Uncle James," Blade stated matter of fact.

"I have an Uncle?"

"A sorry excuse for one..." Blade said as he walked back to place the photograph were Luna had gotten it.

Luna looked over at me. A crease between her brows. Something she would get if she was worried or confused.

"Why a sorry excuse?"

Blade sighed taking his hat off.

"Perhaps we should sit down for this...how do the two of you like your tea?"

Shortly after tea Blade began telling us exactly why James was a sorry excuse for an Uncle. His gravely voice belonged in video's telling stories. He just had the gift. Even Shadow had his ears perked up, as if he was listening like Luna and I.

"Madeline never dated much. Either because she didn't want to get hurt or because Jason was always in the back of her mind. Whichever reason it might have been, one thing was always clear that girl was head over heals for that boy. Always has been. Even when she was a kid and barely understood what the worldlovemeant. And Jason of course was to into everything else to notice how his best friend really felt. Though I supposed that's how things are supposed to go..."

I hummed lightly, this was part of her parents story. I didn't know everything but I know that it didn't have a happy ending. To comfort my best friend, I reached out and took her hand. Pleased when she squeezed back.

One side of Blade's mouth was upturned, almost like he was smirking. A few quiet moments later he continued on...

"Things started getting rocky two weeks just before the Prom. As any sane parent or guardian would I feared the worst. If no one asked her then she would be heart broken, if someone did ask her and broke her heart then in return I would have to reach into their chest and break theirs. James asked Madeline to go, at first she confessed that she thought about saying no. Her own best friend Laura was going with Jason. Even though she knew about her friends feelings, had known for years. That tore her up on the inside. She'd come home from school and stay in that training room day and night. I've never had to repurchase so many punching bags in my life. Had to patch up the walls for when she got tired of punching the bags. I didn't mind, didn't ask, or try to drag her out of that room. Trying to make her stop would have only made things worse. Madeline was hard to get jealous but what Laura did had been the last straw. Out of spite she said yes. Madeline was aware that Laura had a thing for James. After Laura found out she came stomping up here in the shop. Screaming Madeline's name. Words were said between the two and I had to break up a fight between the two. One day before the Prom the two made up. Girls are like that. I think if Madeline could go back she wouldn't have forgave her in the first place. That girl Laura was the meanest girl you'd ever want to meet. Sure she looked nice and innocent on the outside, on the inside the girl was made out of black tar. Using people, lying to them, breaking up relationships, playing with people's hearts was something Laura excelled at discarding boyfriends like old shoes...as Madeline put it. The night of the Prom James didn't show. Jason took his brother's place much to Laura's displeasure. After walking Madeline home and conversing with me he sought his brother out. Only to find him in his cabin, bottles of liquor and vodka littered the floor. The two went at it after James said something about Madeline, he never did tell me what his brother said. I suppose his brothers broken jaw said enough by itself."

Hearing the story was interesting enough but watching Luna's face contort was the most entertaining part.

"My dad broke his brother's jaw for my mom?"

Blade smiled, sipping his tea.

"And more."

Luna leaned back into her chair, a patient, yet determined look on her face.

"The night after that Jason came to talk to Madeline about staying away from his brother. Madeline wasn't someone you would tellnoto and expect her to listen. In return Madeline offered that she would if Jason stopped seeing Laura. Jason of course asked why. After all that time she finally told him. He was confused, and scared even though he didn't want to admit it. Months passed and Jason would come over occasionally when he had the time. The pack was having trouble and since his brother James was on the floor, in his cabin drunk the responsibility was passed down to him. Madeline found this out when Jason collapsed right here on this floor. Tired and beaten down. Madeline healed his wounds with her herbs and knowledge of the body. After there was nothing else to do she went to the bayou in search of James. As drunk as he was I don't think he realized what he was doing when he hit her and pushed her hard enough against the glass doors to break them. As luck would have it by the time Madeline came back the mark from his fist on her face was visible. As was the cuts from the glass door on the back of her arms. He demanded to know what happened. After she refused to tell him, Jason went to Marcel Gerard. He knew Jason's parents, and Madeline's as well. Naturally they were close. With the three of us asking what happened she finally broke down and told us. Jason's reaction was unexpected. Had Madeline not called Marcel and me, Jason would have killed his brother. It took three vampires and Marcel and I to pull him off of his brother. In the end at the hospital he had a collapsed lung, some broken ribs, and a broken jaw. Not to name all the bruises on his body. After he had healed some Jason kicked him out of the pack for good. Taking his place as alpha. The werewolf elders decreed that if he was to take his place as their leader then he would have to marry Laura. The pack was Jason's life. He had worked hard to create a truce with the vampires and the witches. Madeline left for California to find what was left of her family after that. It hurt to much for her to be there. I respected her decision to leave, even though this was the only place she had ever truly known."

Before Luna could say anything Blade got up from his seat, and disappeared into another room.

"My mom had a really hard life. I couldn't imagine feeling something like that"

I rubbed small circles onto her hand. "No her life couldn't have been bad because she had you."

"Only for a little while, sometimes I think I'm the reason my parents are dead."

"You can't take responsibility for your parents' actions, even more than I can take accountability for mine."

She leaned her head back against the back of her chair, sighing heavily, closing her eyes.

I smiled watching her chest rise and fall steadily.

"Are you tired love?"

She hummed in response.

"When we get back home what do you think about taking a nap?"

Her lips turned upwards, and her eyes fluttered open before fluttering shut. "That's the best thing I've heard all day. I don't know why I'm so tired."

I chuckled hearing the tiredness of her voice.

"You've had an eventful day. Being tired is nothing to be ashamed of. Will you be sleeping in my room tonight?" Admittedly I would be disappointed if she didn't sleep in my room, I would much rather if she did. Of course she couldn't know this. It's why I put as much charm into my voice as possible.

It wasn't that I was trying to be a creep or anything but I slept so much better with her by my side. The rhythm of her heart would calm me. If I had an arm around her then I felt she was safe.

She turned her pretty head in my direction. Her long and thick eye lashes parting to reveal her gorgeous green and gray eyes.

"As long as I'm not bothering you."

"You could never bother me love..."

I brushed my fingers against her cheek, removing the lock of curly hair that I knew was irritating her. I continued to allow myself to do just that. Her skin was warm and as soft as I had expected it to be. She shut her eyes and moved her head to the side, to my shoulder. Feeling those one brave moments I allowed my hand to move down further, my fingers brushing against her jaw. I allowed them to move down to her neck. Her pulse almost comparable to a humming birds some days. Today it had slowed down. I could still hear the irregular beat that sounded some melodious to me and not anyone else. Often I found myself humming it's rhythm. If there was a desk around me I couldn't help but tap upon it's surface. I would switch it up to when her heart beat slow, fast, or when it was normal. It frustrated me to no end that no one could hear her heart the way I could. Frustrated that no one could understand how beautiful the sound was. No one knew how crazy I would get if I never heard that sound again. I stopped feeling something cold, a chain I think it was. I looked down to see a small chain along with a small heart at the end. This necklace she was wearing would have coasted a pretty penny. Naturally I couldn't help but be curious who bought it for her, because it certainly wasn't me. It was much to simple. If I had gotten her something I would try to make it as original as possible, and just half as beautiful and rare as she was. It was doubtful that I would find such a trinket but I would try.

"Who gave this to you?" I gently asked and she sighed but didn't open her eyes.

"Jake. He said it was his apology gift to me for being such an ass, his words not mine. It isn't weird is it? For friends to by jewelry like this for other friends?"

"No. It's not weird at all. I've thought about getting you something, if I did would you wear it?"

She chuckled, and I admired the half smirk that just had began forming onto her face.

"Klaus if you got me something I would never take it off."

I smiled at her words and brought my hand back to her cheek.

"These are some letters I managed to dig up."

Luna jumped, startled by Blade's sudden appearance. Unfortunately she had removed her head from my shoulder. Thus making my hand slip from her warm cheek. My hand, now cold, laid on the wooden table.

Blade handed us two separate letters. Luna sat up no longer laid back and relaxed. Any previous thoughts of her falling asleep were dismissed because of how awake she looked now.

Luna opened the letter with care, her eyes scanning across the page as she read aloud:

"Jason,

I can't come home, I wish you would stop asking me to. You know why I left. You could have stopped me, but you didn't.

You have a pack to take care of, a loving wife, and a baby girl. Don't waste your time writing to me. All your dreams have came true, mine haven't and I am not trying to be mopey but it's the truth. I'm fine with being alone. And by alone I mean without you.

So stop worrying about me.

Wyatt and Chris are fine and Leo is as absent as ever.

I have time to kill but you don't, just like old times. So please stop wasting your time on me apologizing for something that you didn't understand at the time. Even if you did know about my feelings for you before the thing with James how much would that change?

P.S.

I love you"

Luna smiled a little at the last three words. I couldn't help but do the same. Madeline just had this way with words that was both serious yet amusing at the same time.

I cleared my throat after scanning through. Smudge marks could be seen. Almost like he didn't know what to say, or how to say it.

"Maddy,

Home isn't necessarilywhere you grew up. Home can be people too. Blade is your people, Marcel is your people, I am your people.

Lovely? Since when have you used such a nice word to describe your ex-best friend.

I have plentyof time to kill. Maybe not time to kill like you but enough to write this letter and more.You are my best friend, of course I have time for you. Even back at the quarter when I could, I took you out for lunch. We'd spend the rest of the night just talking about everything and anything, listening to the radiothe only station that ever worked on that thing was rock. Or did you forget all that when you left.

What exactly do you mean by my dreams came true?

You asked me to be honest with you, I wasn't before but I am being honest now.

The only dream I ever had was you.

It isn't exactly easy for a man to admit his true feelings. You were my best friend, how the hell was I supposed to tell you how I really felt? True that song I sung at prom night was for you but I had written it to hide the fact that it was. I'm still in love, it's not the kind you can exactly forget.

If I could go back in time just to make you stay I would. You asked whatit would change, and here is my answer everything.

Instead of marrying Laura, I would have married you.

Instead of her having my baby girl, I would have had it be you.

P.S.

I love you too"

The scrapping of Blade's chair against the white tiled floor brought me back to reality. For some reason, I thought about Luna being there in Mystic Falls that nightstaying, instead of her sister. Hope might not have even been Hope. Instead, she might have been Andrea or Madeline. Hope might have not even been a girl but a boy, Erik or Loki. I wasn't exactly sure what would change if Luna took her sister's place. I did know that I would have told her of my feelings. It was crazy how one decision or word can change a person's life, maybe even a dozen or a hundred. A thousand and a half years of loving and that fact still surprised me.

"Are these the only letters?" Luna asked now not sitting so straight. The tiredness now catching up with her.

Lately, the dark circle's under her eyes have started to become more prominent. When I got a hold of my brother, I was going to make sure that he wished he would have never been born. The same goes for Dahlia, Abbraxas, and any other person or magical being who keeps Luna awake at night.

"For now. I think I have an idea where the others are. Including the ones for when Madeline was overseas."

"Overseas?" Luna repeated interest crossing her features.

"Yes Madeline was a marine for a year or so. Now why don't the two of you go run along I have boxes to shift through. I look forward to seeing the both of you again.

Luna walked forward and hugged him, graciously thanking him for taking care of her mother, the weapons room, and the letters. She stepped back afterward and picked up Shadow who had been whining for her.

I shook his hand. "Don't hurt her," Blade said so low that I doubted Luna could hear. She was entertaining Shadow, after all, therefore, not paying any attention to Blade and me.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Was the most honest reply I could have given him.

I didn't and wouldn't ever dream of hurting Luna. I dreamed of doing the exact opposite. I strived every day to do the exact opposite. I wanted to heal and help her through her past with the witches. With all the power in the world, I couldn't make her forget the scars that they gave her. The scars that they had so cruelly, etched were woven under her skin. Luna's scars could not be seen. They were in her head, the things they did, the things they said were forever stained in her memories like bleach on fabric. Forget a scared up heart, Luna barely had a heart at all. Forced to endure hours of torture would do that to anyone. The scars were sewn on to her very soul, her scars make up a part of who she is. No, you couldn't physically see them but they were there. It enrages me that anyone, even as cruel as the witches were, how they could hurt someone to the point they hurt Luna. How they could harm such an innocent, pure girl. If they had planned to bring her down to nothing then they failed. She was the strongest person I had ever met in my life. Anyone in my family would attest to this, besides Finn of course but that's not the point. The small and kind merciful things that Jane-Anne did was the only reason she even knew aglimpseof anything else besides pain. Two years for her is a miracle, a breakthrough from what and who she was before. The amount of recovery is truly astonishing. I don't know how she did it. How she was just able to wake up one day and carry on like her past meant nothing. Like her past didn't define how she acted, and who she was. I remember asking her exactly how she was able to be so strong, and she said,"I try to remember my past as nothing more than a bad dream, a nightmare. I guess it's easier for me to just push all the pain, all the sadness, and the hatred back and to go on with life. Dwelling and reminiscing on my past will bring me nothing except for all the things I never want to feel again. If I push it back then I'm free from it. Having control is vital for me to try and be normal. I can either let my past control me or I can put away in a box and bury it until it resurfaces."Over the two years, I've tried my best to show her how good life could be without all the pain and suffering. Show her that all those awful things aren't the only things in the world. That there were such things as love and happiness, that they weren't just stories in a children's storybook. She truly did belong with my family, she was one of us. A part of me. A Mikealson. The missing piece that I didn't know was missing until I found it. Yes, she was willing to fight for everything she loved to death as we do. Yes, she got angry and when she would get angry she would get a little destructive as we do. Yes, when it came to protecting the ones she loved she would put herself on the front lines ready to die for them,justlike we do. Luna understood the meaning of whatever it takes. Understood the meaning of the vow always and forever. I remember first telling her about the vow Elijah, Rebekah, and I had made. She had said it was beautiful. I told her of how the people of Mystic Falls did not understand it's meaning and she said that people are to blinded by things like hate to see when something good is in front of them. I told her of how Elena and her brother Jeremy nearly killed Kol. Luckily I had managed to stop them in time by throwing a fence post. It didn't kill them or the witch Bonnie but it gave me enough time to get my little brother out of that wretched house. I confessed what I hadn't told anyone else. The fear I felt when my weakened brother was in their grasp. The fear that the white-oak stake would be thrust into his heart and that I would have to watch him burst into flames and burn to nothing but ashes before my very eyes. That was when I daggered Kol. He wanted to go back and kill the three of them. That was fine with me but I couldn't have him be at risk again. I didn't want to lose him. That's why I did what I did. Even to this day, I do not regret my decision to dagger him. Nor do I regret my decision to un-dagger him and destroy all of the other daggers. Luna had not been mortified at my tactics like everyone else had been much to my surprise. Elijah had been right. Luna had been starting to become unpredictable. Not at all like her sister, but instead in her very own special way. After placing a tentative hand on my shoulder she had said,"You loved him. You wanted to protect him. A dagger to the heart puts an original vampire to sleep. That's exactly what you did. Put him to sleep so that you could protect him. Put him to sleep so that he wouldn't be able to do anything stupid that would have gotten him killed. You are the one who made sure that your brother would be safe."Saying that I killed people didn't scare her away either. Instead, she replied with"So have I. Just because you have doesn't make you this un-redeemable evil. There is good in you, I see it every day. And what kind of un-redeemable evil monster opens the door for a girl struggling with carrying books? Or saves the girl from a group of bloodthirsty vampires, revenge-seeking hybrids, or sadistic witches?"Nothing I did back then or now seemed to scare her away. I was happy that she was here in my life and here to stay. Over the past few months, life hadn't been treating her very kindly. So whenever I could I treated her with as much care and kindness as possible.

Blade nodded slowly looking at Luna one last time with wistful sadness in his eyes, before disappearing into one of the back rooms.

When I turned I saw that she was carefully folding up the letters her parents had exchanged and was placing them in her purse.

Now that we were outside of the weapons shop the compound was just minutes away. I was just about to reach down and take her hand again when her phone vibrated.

Luna groaned tiredly and put her head on my shoulder. This was better than just my hand in hers. The way she yawned was truly adorable, even more so when she leaned more on me causing me to have to place my hand at her side so she wouldn't fall, therefore pulling her closer to me. What I wanted to do was to pick her up, walking seemed to be tiring her out and I wanted to eradicate that problem in any way I could. Fortunately, Elijah's voice in the back of my head was telling me that what I wanted to do would be overkill. But oh I soyearnedto see a look of surprise on her face and to be the one who caused it.

"Do I have to answer it?"

I chuckled at her tone. Sometimes when she would get this tired she would start to not care. The filter that she had would fade away. She spoke her mind and didn't care who was listening or not. I thought this side of her was rather cute.

"Who is it?"

"Davina."

"Go on and answer it, love, I am sure it's important."

She laughed slowly unlocking her phone. I was proud to say that I was the only one who knew her password.

"Okay okay fine...but if she starts talking about fifty shades of grey I am hanging up. He isn't that attractive anyway..."

I turned to her wanting to ask why her, Davina, and fifty shades of grey were a subject by itself. To question her further why she didn't think Christian Grey was attractive. Maybe then she would tell me or let slip what her ideal man was and then I would simply become it. But as my luck for today would have it she had already answered the call.

She stopped causing my arm to slip from her side. Shadow started acting weird again, whining. Sitting near Luna's feet looking up at her. All the joyful thoughts were erased in my mind. Something was wrong, just when everything was starting to go right.

Why must my life always be so twisted, backwards, upside down, and sideways?

"What? Davina listen, just breathe. In and out, that's it."

Luna had this terrified expression on her face, yet she spoke so calmly into the phone. Her heartbeat had picked up, now reminding me of a hummingbird's wings at its sudden speed and lightness. I put a hand on her back attempting to soothe her. The last thing I wanted was for her to go into another attack.

"No! That is a bad idea. The electricity could counteract with the pus inside of his lungs and the rest of his body. It would be the equivalent of cooking him from the inside out."

Luna breathed in deeply, trying to calm herself. Whatever was going on was stressing her out.

"I need you to get into the drawer with the blue tape and get the vial of clear liquid. The syringes are located in the drawer beside it with the green tape. Okay, good now take the second biggest one. Get Booth and Kol to hold him down, keep him still this can go very wrong if he moves even for a second. Prepare the syringe, yes, okay...hand it to Brennan and tell her to stick it in the lower part of his heart."

I wanted to ask what was going on but it probably wasn't the best time. Davina was breaking down into the phone, and Luna was barely holding on as is.

Luna put her phone back in her purse. The expression on her face almost like she saw a ghost. She put her head into my chest and I took that as my cue to go ahead and hug her.

She wasn't crying just holding on to me.

"Josh's heart stopped."

...

As it turned out Josh was worse than expected.

He had tubes connected all around him. His breathing was was slower than ever before, and uneven. His heart was worse. Stuttering, skipping, to the point of almost stopping. Vampire blood didn't work. Spells and magic couldn't heal him either. Whatever this stuff was it repelled any healing from blood to magic and medication.

We were all in the sick room. Luna's friend Brennan was supposed to be telling us what she thought about his progressive condition.

Luna had gone to go and stand by her sister, and I was beside Elijah. I would have preferred if she stayed by my side. Unfortunately, I couldn't have her all the time.

"It is truly a miracle that he's lived so long. I don't necessarily believe in miracles but that's the only way I can explain it. The overflow of the substance in his veins is killing him slowly. The parasites are eating away at him. His heart already stopped once, we barely managed to start it again. I give him a day or two at best. Magic is failing, I can't think of anything else I can do to help. That doesn't mean that I am going to give up. Now we just have a deadline. I deal with those at my job daily. In the meantime, Amber will have to wait for any further examination. From this point on Josh is our main focus and priority. I called a friend to come down and help. She works better with the flesh than I ever could. If we were to combine all of our knowledge and efforts, I am certain that there is a big chance that we will be able to save Josh. My friend should be arriving in a few hours, thank you all for your time."

...

After Brennan was done speaking about Josh and his current condition, Luna helped with him for a couple of hours before Kol came and got her and asked her to go talk to Davina because she was asking for her.

Hayley was speaking with Rebekah and Cami. About what I hadn't the slightest idea.

Freya and Ester were in the sick room with Brennan, Hodgins, and Booth. The last time I saw him Shadow was on the floor laying next to Josh's bed, looking up at him with sorrow-filled eyes.

I was with Elijah, Kol, Marcel, and Mikeal. Just about to start telling them about Luna and I's the encounter with the witches when she came in.

She had taken the white dress off along with the makeup. She was dressed down in a soft yellow cardigan, a light blue t-shirt, a pair of jean shorts, and some converse. The soft yellow color of her cardigan brought out the lighter shades of brown in her hair that was in a loose braid. Long curly strands escaped from it giving her this wild but pleasing appearance.

"Hey, I just came to tell you that I am going to go to Aiden's. Hayley wanted to tell him on the phone..."

I nodded it wouldn't be the wisest to tell someone on the phone that their loved one was dying. It as best to do those types of things in person.

"Are you going alone?" Kol asked before I could, putting a hand on her shoulder. I frowned pushing the hot jealousy I felt down. He didn't seem to be trying to tease me, the expression on his face was genuine. But I knew Kol he was up to something, I could feel it.

"No Booth is taking me. He said he needed to get out of here anyway."

Before I could offer to take her myself Kol spoke.

"Well be gentle of course and if anything goes wrong just call." He then proceeded to push her out of the room.

"Was that necessary?" I asked not being able to hide my irritation. I wanted to at least tell her she would be fine, that everything would be fine before hugging her. Kol sighed taking back his place on the couch.

"Nik calm down."

"Kol I am calm. If I wasn't fine trust and believe that you would be the first one to know."

"Why did you send her away?"

"Because she has an important job to do."

"I was about to-"

"To what Nik, say something? Hug her perhaps."

I said nothing. Instead, I glared. Marcel and Mikeal did not know of my feelings for Luna. I would prefer it if they didn't find out.

If I had to temporarilysilencehim, then that's what I would do.

"FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth is perfectly capable of protecting her."

"I can protect her too Kol."

"Brother I know that but I wanted to prevent the train wreck that was about to happen."

"Train wreck..." Marcel asked trailing off.

I said nothing, biting my tongue. If I would have said something then everyone's interest would be peaked. Sometimes suffering in silence was better than lashing out. Then both Marcel and Mikeal would know something was up, and they couldn't.

"So how did your encounter with the witches go?" Elijah asked drawing everyone's attention to the original subject. I gave him a grateful look.

"Not good at first I was ready to kill Aaron but his brother Jay intervened..."

...

Booth Pov

...

Before getting into the car I opened Luna's door first. In return, she smiled kindly at me before thanking me.

Chivalry was not dead. At least it wasn't for me.

Every chance I got I would open doors, push in chairs, and use my manners.

The manners that my grandfather taught me. Growing up I had no mother. My father was a worthless waste of space. A drunk. He used to beat me after he got home from whatever bar he went to. My grandfather, his father, Hank put him out of the house

After we got on the road I decided to try some small talk. To try and get to know her better. She seemed like an interesting person being were-witch and all.

"How did you meet Bones?"

She turned to me briefly before speaking.

"Some murders were happening in the town I was in. I knew a few of the victims and she questioned me. Later that night I was walking home when I saw her being restrained by some guy in a mask. I tried to use my magic but it didn't work. As luck would have it I was carrying a few heavy books. I didn't know what else to do so I hit him over the head with one. He didn't fall to the ground like I had been expecting but he let go of Brennan and ran off. She thanked me and I asked if I could help her with the case. I couldn't help but think if I hadn't been there she would have been the next victim on the list. At first, she had said no but after I told her why I wanted to help she finally said yes."

I raised a brow, briefly looking over at her before returning my sight to the road. "There's a list?"

"Yeah this guy, the Mask or the Slasher as they called him would go after girls and women between the ages of 15 and 23. He would use a steak knife and cut them before stabbing them in the chest. After he was done he would wrap the body in a clean white sheet. Records of these particular murders go back to when they first started recording things. I even found him mentioned in ancient books and art. All depicted evil, all in the same way."

"Well, whatever The Mask is he doesn't exactly sound human. Could he still be out there? Bones said you never solved the case..."

Luna swallowed hard and turned to look outside of the dark window.

"We didn't solve the case. After preventing a murder he started to follow us. He didn't run or jog he just calmly walked. In all honesty, it didn't feel real. It was like we had jumped into this old back and white horror film. When we got to the car he was close by and of course, it wouldn't start so we had no choice but to run. It was dusk so there was little light left to see. The trees were so thick that it was hard to navigate. Somehow we managed to find an old empty house. All around it, there wasn't a single blade of grass or any trees. We hid there but of course, he found us. There was a shotgun on the counter. I shot him once, he stepped back away from Brennan. I shot him again, he dropped the knife. I shot him for the third time and he fell back onto the floor. I shot him until there was nothing left to shoot. It was quiet and then he got up. There was a cast-iron pan on the stove Brennan hit him over the head and he went down again. She carried some matches with her and together we started a fire. This guy wasn't human as you said even Brennan could see that. We both agreed that it would be best if he was out of the world rather than in. We ran out of the house and didn't look back until we could barely see it. The house along with the man was gone. I haven't gone back there and I doubt she has either. It scared us both. Fear like that is something you never forget. It is a possibility that The Mask could be out there. Though if he was I'm sure everyone would have known by now. because he would have gone after Brennan and I. We would be the first ones on his list."

I hummed, what a tough ordeal to go through. No wonder they were friends.

"I am sure that if that ever were to happen the two of you would be protected." Luna nodded before turning to me again. The warm night air causing her hair to fly around.

"Why do you call Brennan Bones?"

"When we first met we were working on a case. She was in the lab and she kept telling me how I couldn't go out and question people until she found out more about the murder victim. That we would have to work together, I didn't want to at first. The agents at the office used to call her the bone lady. It sorta just came out. At first, she hated the nickname but over time I suspect that she has started to accept it."

She smiled looking away from the outside world.

"That's sweet. Not the most normal nickname but still."

I smiled, happy to know that I wasn't the only one who thought that. "Right."

"Don't you have any nicknames?"

Luna nodded. It was pleasant seeing a smile on her face. The world she lived in she didn't get much of a chance to be happy about things.

"Yeah, a few; Jewel from Kol because I'm precious, Sil from Davina because that's the color of my fur in my wolf form, little witch from Mikeal, little one from Ansel because of how small I am compared to him, princess from Damon because to him I'm his little girl, Cressa from Rebekah because she knew a brave girl by that name, and finally Tink from Marcel he used to call my mom that whenever she was working hard on something. If you were to give me a nickname what would it be?"

I sighed rubbing under my jaw, thinking.

"I don't know give me a couple of days and I'm sure I'll think of something."

Luna nodded and that was the end of our small talk. We had gotten to the point where it was time to talk about which directions to take.

We arrived there at Aiden's cabin shortly.

"How do I do this?"

I turned to her confused. "As an FBI agent I'm sure you've had to tell the victims families and loved ones that their dead."

"Listen Luna your friend isn't dead yet. When my partner says she's going to do something she means it. Bones is stubborn and she would do anything to help you. I doubt she's even going to go to bed tonight, Hodgins too. The friend that she called, Cami, is pretty resilient to, being her boss and all."

She nodded causing the curls framing either side of her face to follow suit.

"Do you have any advice?"

Bones and Luna had a lot in common. The only difference was one was warmer than the other.

"Just be honest, have compassion, and don't tell him all the gory details..."

Luna Pov

I made my way to Aiden's cabin trying to build up the confidence I needed for what I had to tell him.

Before I came and told Klaus where I was going I had changed into a pair of some jean shorts, a light blue t-shirt that rode up to much for me to be comfortable in, and a soft yellow cardigan. It hadn't been the first time I wore it. Marcel had said it brought out the green in my eyes. I didn't want to show up at Aiden's cabin wearing that white dress, but I didn't exactly want to go there in all black either. I did wipe my face clean of any make-up. I took off the necklace Jake got me and put it back in the jewelry box Elijah had gotten me so I could keep up and keep track of everything I received. My neck was bare. Cold now that my mother's necklace wasn't there anymore. The only jewelry I was wearing was the bracelet that Cole had gotten me.

After taking some time to breathe I knocked on the door. There was shuffling before the door finally opened to reveal Aiden. His wavy hair hung limp. Plastered to one side and matted on the other. The cabin didn't have the soothing smell of pine needles like it used to. Now it held the smell of strong alcohol. I noticed the scent seemed to cling to him. His eyes weren't bright anymore, just dull and dark like the inside of his cabin.

"Damn I'm sorry, Luna please, come in."

I did as he asked watching as he turned the light on and shielded his eyes afterwords. Grimacing.

"Can I get you anything? Water, tea, whiskey?"

"No thank you, Aiden. There's something I have to tell you."

He removed his hands from his eyes a fearful expression on his face.

"Is Josh? Is he-" Aiden began asking but his voice cracked up so much that I could hardly understand him.

"No, he's not," I said as I walked forward, closer to him.

"It's estimated that he has a day or two. He should have passed away the moment the parasites took over his body."

"Why didn't he?"

"Aiden, Josh doesn't want to die. He doesn't want to lose the people who love him, and he doesn't want to lose you. He is fighting. Every day, every hour, every minute, every second. so are we. All of us have to remember not to give up or give in. He wouldn't want that."

Aiden took a shaky breath and pulled me in for a hug. I tried to hug him back just as tight as he hugged me but at this moment despite all the drinking he had been doing he was exceptionally stronger than me.

It didn't take me long to figure out that the wetness I felt on my neck was indeed what I expected, tears. Not just any tears but Aiden's.

After a few seconds he just kind of collapsed and I had to hold him up.

I guess all the sadness and the alcohol started to take over his body. I stood there holding him as he cried, I even shed a few tears myself. I was very empathetic, especially when it came to the ones I loved. I couldn't help but feel what he felt. I've heard that there is a possibility I could have the power of empathy. Cole talked it over with me, I didn't think that was the case. I just thought I was being a good friend. You didn't have to have super witch powers to be one.

"Thank you for telling me," he whispered pulling away wiping his tear-soaked face. I honestly don't think he would have been able to talk any louder.

"Any time," was my reply as I wiped away what remained of my tears. I felt better after crying a little, and I know Aiden did too. Sometimes it was better to just cry then get angry and hit things. I was happy that for once I was able to provide comfort, to be a rock for someone. I just wish that I could be something like that for Klaus. Yet he was always the one saving me.

"Do you want to come back to the compound with me and be with Josh?"

Aiden swallowed hard but nodded.

"Yeah, that would be nice."

With Booth's help, I managed to get Aiden's wobbly body into the back seat.

Booth opened the door for me. I was about to tell him thank-you but Aiden started talking.

"Wait, Luna can you grab my jacket it's freezing in here," Aiden said in a slightly whiny tone.

I nodded after telling Booth I would be back.

Taking Aiden's keys I unlocked the door and flipped on the light switch. His cabin unlike Hayley and Jackson's was small. It had a good-sized living room. A flat-screen on the wall, with pictures around it. There was a window above the couch. I narrowed my eyes seeing the branches move. Then I shrugged it off, it was a windy night after all. The kitchen was small with enough room to have a microwave on the counter. Aiden's icebox usually held beer and take out from various restaurants around in the Quarter. Sometimes I would question how he lived off of so little. He never installed a stove, because he didn't cook. His house had two bedrooms and a bathroom. Aiden kept his mechanical stuff in one of the rooms. I was guessing that the jacket that he wanted was in his actual room.

Thankfully I was right. I shivered to get the chills again even though I wasn't cold.

Being alone in this house or any house didn't make me feel comfortable. So I wasted no time turning off the lights in the house and then locking the door. Before I could make it to Booth's car something sharp cut me on the cheek, I gasped out of surprise. It wasn't uncommon for me to get a cut from a thorn bush but Aiden had none around his porch. The cut was deep so I placed my hand over it to try and stop the blood from dripping down onto my clothes.

Looking up I saw Oliver holding a knife before I could say or do anything he was handcuffed by Booth and pushed up against the railing of the porch.

"Luna are you alright?"

"I think it's time we go back to the compound."

Oliver leaned forward and spit on my shoes causing Booth to slam him against the railing.

"I'm sure that Klaus would love to hear about this."

Before Oliver could do anything else Booth got Aiden out of the backseat and put him in front. He stuffed Oliver in the back and turned to me, the keys to his car in his hand.

"Can you drive?"

"Yes," I replied just now getting where this was going.

Damon and Aiden first introduced me to not only driving but the world of cars. They said I was good even tried to hook me up with a car, I thanked both of them but wanted to find one on my own.

Booth nodded and handed the keys over to me. "Just be gentle, go easy on the turns, and don't tell Bones that I let you drive my car. She would never let me live it down..."

"Thank you, Seeley," I said looking into the mirror and starting the car and pulling away from Aiden's cabin.

"Hey, Luna is this your new toy. I thought the Mikealson's were enough for you, especially Klaus being a hybrid in all. I was sure that he was enough-" Oliver stopped hearing the sound of a gun being taken of safety.

"One more word and I will shoot you."

The drive back to the compound was quiet and mostly uneventful.

Aiden would look back at Oliver and laugh at the fearful expression on his face.

This is the second time I had seen Oliver this sorry. The first time was when he called me all those names and Klaus got a hold of him. The second time was now. Though I admit I preferred the first time. Watching Klaus be protective was one thing. Watching Klaus be protective over me was a whole other thing. I would feel all warm on the inside, this fluttery feeling would take over my body seeing him hurt anyone who tried to hurt me. I felt loved and honored, not just in general but loved and honored specifically by him. The 1,500-year-old original hybrid. Sure Ansel, Elijah, and anyone else would protect me just the same. I just didn't feel as special when they did it. It wasn't like Klaus to just go out and protect every girl in the street, much less the compound. Nobody saw him as the good guy, but he was to me...

Before we walked the steps of the compound Booth handed me a handkerchief which I put on my stinging cut cheek. Whatever knife Oliver used wasn't normal. It was almost like I could feel the magic. Maybe he was working with the witches again, but then why would they make a knife just so he could cut me?

Aiden sluggishly rushed forward to the compound's grand front doors, throwing them open and most likely going to the sick room where Josh lay before Booth and I could even get to the second step.

There was a lot of talking going on near the entryway. As I looked around there were just as many people, I only recognized two.

Ansel and Carey.

I smiled despite the burning on my cheek, and he did to see me through his pack. He rushed forward and gave me a tight hug.

"Little one what happened to your face?" Ansel asked pulling away and putting a hand under my chin to try and get a better look.

I coughed, blushing as everyone started to stare at me.

"Where's Klaus?" I asked and Ansel's eyes narrowed and flickered between Booth and Oliver.

"In the living room, speaking with his brothers, Mikeal, and Marcel," was his reply but looking at his face he was starting to figure things out, connecting the dots. That was fine and all but I didn't want his whole pack to know my business.

Booth followed me to the living room. I looked back and noticed that Oliver had all of a sudden gotten quiet.

Usually, by now he would be calling me every name in the book though for some reason he wasn't.

If I didn't hate him I might feel sorry for him.

"Ooh...what do we have here?" Kol asked a laugh beginning to appear in his voice. He hugged me tightly before pulling away. He then started looking at Oliver with narrowed eyes, like Ansel had.

Booth started talking to the four; Mikeal, Marcel, Kol, and Elijah.

Klaus just as I was expecting came to me and placed his hand over mine. The one that was holding the handkerchief, and gently moved it down.

"Luna, what happened to your cheek?"

"Oliver cut me."

Before he could turn and face Oliver I reached out and grabbed his arm stopping him.

"The knife he used wasn't normal. There was some kind of magic or dark spell involved I could feel it. There's so much you could do with just one drop of blood."

Klaus pulled me in for what I thought was a hug but he moved his mouth to my ear. His breath moving my hair around.

"You're exhausted love why don't you go to my room, I should be there in a few minutes."

I nodded, that sounded like the best thing I've heard all day.

"Well, whatever you do don't kill him. He could be useful."

Klaus then let me go causing me to sigh, involuntarily of course. I just wish he could have held onto me longer.

I waved at everyone before making my journey upstairs to my room. Shadow must have somehow found me because he was walking beside me. I changed into a pair of dark blue almost black pajama pants, at the bottom, there were tiny silver stars. The top that went with the pants was a tank top. It the same color as the bottoms but had stars all over it. The top, unfortunately, showed a little of the skin on my stomach but I didn't want to change everything I had just put on. Besides, it's not like he would notice anyway and he did say he would only be a few minutes. I moved with urgency to my closet and grabbed a thin ivory cardigan and threw it on, feeling oddly chilly as I made my way to Klaus' room.

The room I would be sleeping in tonight.

...

Kol Pov

...

I frowned stepping away from the others to watch my brother and my best friend.

"You're exhausted love why don't you go to my room, I should be there in a few minutes," my brother said his mouth close to her ear.

Luna nodded. Even from afar, I could see that she was hanging onto his every word. I knew my best friend. I also knew that she was in love with my brother. Though she never said love but used the word like instead. She was afraid. I could only hope my teasing would edge her to tell him how she truly felt. I wished the same for my brother. If only both of them could see...

"Well, whatever you do don't kill him. He could be useful," Luna said and my brother pulled away with no response.Though I knew that he had heard her.

He watched her leave the room, and as she left, once that door closed and there was the final click and then the light in my brother's eyes diminished.

Booth had just un-cuffed him. Geez, that man had good timing.

It was rather funny watching Oliver run to the opposite side of the room.

He almost made it to had my brother not appeared in front of him. He didn't pick him up and slam him up against the wall like I was expecting him to. Instead, he continued to stalk him as he spoke.

"Oliver what did I tell you about Luna?"

"To not be around her if at all possible. And if I have to say anything at all be respectful," Oliver stuttered out still walking away from my brother.

"Or?"

"You would tear my tongue out of my mouth and shove it back down my throat."

My brother nodded placing a hand on Oliver's shoulder who whimpered like a wounded animal.

"Luckily for you, I can't do that because you can't die, and I have somewhere important to be."

He then turned to talk to Elijah asking him to carry out the interrogation.

"This is for remembrance-" Klaus said after swiftly breaking Oliver's arm.

"So you don't forget that I won't hesitate to hurt you," he finished stepping back as Oliver fell to his knees gasping in pain.

Oh, how I loved watching those who deserved to suffer be in pain.

Wordlessly my brother left the room. I found myself following him. Disappointed at the lack of torture.

"What? That's it?"

"Yes, Kol that is it. I think I've projected enough fear into him. The objective is to keep Oliver alive. Trust me Kol, if I had it my way his head would be on a spike in front of the witches' place. But this isn't about me. Whatever I do, whatever actions I take they reflect on our family and friends."

"And what category would that place Luna in?"

"Family."

"Just as I thought," I said causing him to raise his brow.

"Besides our brother, Elijah is perfectly capable of handling the questioning. I don't understand why you have such a problem with me leaving. I am tired and-"

"I know, I know. You look forward to sleeping with her."

He stopped walking and turned to glare at me. Hmm, I probably should change the subject. Right now at this point, he didn't look too happy.

"Look I won't stay long I just want to tell my best friend goodnight," I said holding my hands up and he continued to walk up the stairs.

Shortly we were in his room where he stopped, in turn stopping me.

I followed his gaze smirking as I did, seeing what he was looking at.

Luna. Of course. No one and nothing captured his attention as deeply as she did.

There was a painting in the middle of the room, still on the easel, unfinished by the looks of it.

She was studying it, a small smirk on her face.

Her hair was out of its loose braid and in curls down her back. The yellow cardigan had been replaced with an ivory one. Her pajama pants were dark blue with stars near the bottom. They were loose on her legs. Her top was just as loose as her bottoms however it did expose some of the skin of her stomach.

I had to put a hand over my mouth to contain my laughter when I saw the look on my brother's face.

It was quite possibly the funniest thing I had seen in a century.

His raised eyebrows, over his wide eyes, his mouth agape. His facial expression reminded me of that expression when a kid walks into a candy store for the first time.

I stepped into the room and cleared my throat. Luna jumped and my brother attempted to gain his normal facial expression without success much to my joy and his displeasure.

"Ugh Kol you scared me," she exclaimed lightly hitting me on the shoulder before pulling me in for a hug.

"Sorry Jewel."

"It's okay."

"So what brings you here to Nik's room?"

As our conversation began my brother for once not being brave stood back.

My friend shrugged her shoulder's in reply. "Nothing much just sleep."

"Nice pj's by the way, right Nik?"

"Yes, Kol now shouldn't you be heading to your room, isn't it past your bedtime?" Was my brother's reply. Looking at him he seemed to have an almost pleading look in his eyes.

I sighed, figuring it was time I leave.

I had my fun.

...

Klaus Pov

...

"Well have a good night, and don't stay up too late..." Kol said before looking at Luna (who's back was turned) and then winking at me.

I relaxed after he was gone. Hoping that all the awkwardness and overly tenseness had left with him.

She had returned to her original position. Looking at the painting. Myunfinishedpainting like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

After seeing her looking at my painting I felt a surge of pride go through me. Immediately I wanted to start working on something better than just snowy mountains and pine trees. Whenever she saw a painting of mine, or if I showed her one of my works of art it felt as if I was letting her see a piece of myself every time.

She was welcome to see anyone of my paintings, except for Aurora's and her own. I didn't want her to see Aurora's portrait and think that I was still hung up on her. That just wasn't the truth. I thought about burning the painting, maybe one day I would. I also didn't want her to see the portraits I had of her. I didn't want her to thank I was some creep. I couldn't help it. I painted the things I felt along with the experiences. The good and the bad. I painted what was in my mind, sometimes even memories. The dark and evil, along with the light inside of the darkness. Lately, for the past two years, she had been in my memories, in my dreams, in my experiences, in the good and the bad. For the past two years, she had been the light inside the darkness, well the light inside ofmydarkness. Hope was there to of course. Bringing me the joy of a father everyday. Luna was different. I didn't treat her like my sister, or daughter for that matter. The few female friends I had still tried to treat them differently than her, and not in a bad way. Luna wasspecial. No one could take that away from her, just as no one could take away how special she was to me. I tried not to treat her the way a friend would. Sometimes I would find myself crossing certain lines or rather trying to figure out ways to crosssaidlines. She said that she loved me. That I was amazing, her best friend, and not to tell the others that she told me. It was hard trying to subtly tell her that I loved her too, only more than a best friend. Today I had almost asked her something that I'd been dying to since the first month of knowing her. Tonight, I planned on asking her something else.

"So what do you think?" I said speaking for the first time in minutes.

Luna's smirk grew and she laughed. "It's beautiful. When do you plan on finishing it?"

An idea suddenly popped in my head.

Gathering up the courage I stepped behind her and placed my hands on her shoulders.

Her skin was as warm as ever. Even through the thin cardigan she was wearing. I picked up on the stuttering of her heart when my hands first touched her shoulders. As my hands moved down, removing the cardigan she allowed me to do so. I couldn't help but pick up on her steadily rising heartbeat the more my hands seemed to"accidentally"brush against her arms. I wonder what Elijah or even Rebekah would think of that. It either meant something or I was just being too hopeful or in over my head.

I set her cardigan down on the bottom of my bed. She had turned around, her back to my painting, and facing me.

"Why don't you help me?" I asked before I could even start to wonder what that look in her eyes was.

Luna turned to look at the painting again before looking at me. "You want me to help with that painting?" She said as she gestured to herself.

I nodded, "Yes, and besides you are one of the best artists I've ever seen."

She opened her mouth to object and I put my finger over against her lips. "You are, and I will prove it to you, come with me."

This was the first time she was going to see my art gallery. Few even knew of its existence. Marcel and Elijah. Now Luna was going to be the third.

The place where I kept works of art that I admired most.

I watched with a smirk on my face as she looked at the room in wonder, her hand still in mine.

Some were gifts, other's had historical value, I even painted a few of the paintings in here myself.

I led her around the room. Only stopping at one particular wolf painting.

Her gift to me from Christmas.

The day we got back I had it framed.

It was truly magnificent.

"You still have it..." She said surprise clear in her voice.

"Of course."

"This is my favorite work of art in this room," I continued causing her to look at me with wide eyes. Disbelief was written all over her face.

"Klaus there are so many better works of art in this room. Why out of all of them did you choose mine?"

Because of you,is what I wanted to say.That painting is something she spent hours on, all for me. She didn't give anyone else a painting. I remember her telling me that she wanted to give me something that I didn't already have. Truth be told I didn't even know she was able to paint so well. The way she managed to capture the moonlight shining on the fur was no easy thing. The painting was so realistic it was easy to forget that it was just painted on a canvas. Her self doubt was holding her back.

"Your painting is something I haven't ever seen before. Yes, wolves have been painted and depicted in different ways. Yet the way you did it can't compare to the others. Your special. They say when you make art in any way, you put a piece of yourself into it."

"Do you like my painting because it has a little of me in it?" I swallowed hard and nodded, surprised when she wrapped her arms around my torso. "I had no idea you liked it so much, thank you. I'll help you with the painting. If you want it of course."

I pulled away and grabbed her hand again. Marveling at how it fit so well in mine, as we started walking towards the exit of the room. "I'll always want your help love."

...

"Klaus, which brush should I use for the tree bark?"

I stopped applying paint to the north side of the mountain. They were almost done I just needed to add little touches of detail here and there. The ground had been covered in a blanket of snow

Looking over I saw that she was holding up two different sized paintbrushes.

"The bigger one. Use the smaller later to add in detail," was my reply.

It was hard to focus on what was in front of me. The sun rising over the towering snowy mountains providing light for this illustrated world, tall pine trees with little creatures living inside and on the branches, woodland creatures ran along the snowbanks searching for food buried deep under some freshly fallen snow, a few were even tending to their young with the thick winter coats that they grew out before the season. I could see the vision clearly but rather than carry on with my work I'd much rather focus on the person beside me.

A small crease was formed between her brows as she looked over the tall pine tree she had just created. She stepped back quickly switching to a smaller brush and placing the other one she had just used in the cup of cold water. With precision she dipped the tip of her new brush into a dark green she concocted up. I found myself watching with admiration. I've never used that shade of green before. I didn't think that particular shade even existed. We painted so differently. Yet I couldn't help but watch her with interest. I admired how she managed to stay whimsical yet realistic. Not many could do what she was doing right now. Even if they could, they couldn't do it like her.

I returned to painting my mountain before she could notice my staring.

It was funny how much she could change. I had planned on making this painting dark. Yet here I was planning on painting a sunrise, birds in flight, foxes diving in the snow looking for food, a mother bear and her cubs emerge from their cave.

Luna brought out the good in me. The things I had been hiding for centuries. Mysoft side, as my siblings Elijah and Rebekah would call it from time to time.

On the other hand, I would often find myself not agreeing with them. The soft side wasn't the only side of myself that I showed Luna.

In reality, I would doanything, beanythingfor her. Always for her.

If she needed saving, then I was her white knight on call. If she needed protection, then I became her protector. If she ever needed a shoulder to cry on, or someone to hold onto when her world was falling apart around her I would be there offering anything and everything I could to make her feel better. If she needed to talk then I would give it to her. If at any time, at some point in her life if she needed or wantedsomething morethan any friend or a brother could give her, I would be the one. Or at least I would offer myself up willingly. Without her asking, I was always prepared to be the one to give her everything and anything she could ever want. I just hoped that one day she would want me just as much as I wanted her.

Without looking at the time I know at least three hours have passed since we started painting.

Since we came out of my private and mostly unknown art-gallery Luna had painted a total of eight trees. Some were wide, and others were thin. As different as they were Luna had somehow managed to keep the theme whimsical going. I even told her some tips about painting snow. The way it moved when the wind blew and how it looked when it was dug up. What the differences were between fresh snow and older snow. I guided her hand a few times, happy to do so. She had begun painting a fox pawing its way through the snow. It was a cute little thing, with its bushy tail and all.

Her brows were drawn together in concentration, and she was biting down on her bottom lip as the fox slowly came to life by her hands.

I had given up on trying not to look at her. No point in trying, after all, it was unavoidable and inevitable.

"You are quite astonishingly well at this love."

She turned to look at me with a smile. Paint covered her hands. Her pajama top, as well as the rest of her, was as distracting as ever. The top didn't so much. A small sliver of carmel skin was all that was visible. Her shoulders were mostly bare. Thin straps that held up the top was the only material holding up the top. The neckline allowed some small amount of cleavage to be shown.

"Thank you. You are quite astonishingly well at this yourself," Luna said before she yawned widely.

"After you finish the fox how about you turn in for the night..."

"I will if you will."

...

I looked down, not hiding the fact that I felt ashamed that I had accidentally spilled paint on the bottom of her shirt and her pants.

Sometimes, though not often, I would become shaky around her. The nervousness I felt would overtake my senses, and I would undoubtedly lose my ability to control whatever happened next.

"Luna, I'm sorry. I don't know what happened, I swear I just-"

She held up her hand, silencing me.

"Klaus, it's okay. We all have our moments. You've seen a fair share of mine. This time it's you who was victim to gravity today. Don't worry. I promise I won't tell anyone about this. Would you mind if I used your shower to clean up a little."

I started shaking my head the moment she said,would you mind.

"Not at all, love. As I've said before, use my room as if it were your own."

She nodded eyes downcast as she fiddled with her hands. That was new. When she fiddled around with something else besides her long curls, it had been her necklace. Though now that it was gone, I imagine that she felt quite strange without her mother's necklace delicately hanging around her neck.

"Klaus, would you mind if I borrowed a shirt, you know what never mind I can just go to my room and-"

I was already walking to my dresser, opened the second drawer, and grabbing the first shirt that my hands touched.

On the journey back to her, I found that I couldn't fully meet her alluring eyes. Though as I briefly looked up, I saw that she couldn't seem to either.

Bloody hell, what have I done! I've ruined everything! Mikeal was right before. I didn't believe him then, but times have changed and, now, I do. I ruinedeverythingI touched, even Luna.

As I cautiously looked up at her, I could see her staring back at me.

Her expression wasn't what I was expecting.

I was expecting anger, but anger isn't what I got.

"Thank you, Klaus," Luna said in a grateful tone after I had handed her my neatly folded up shirt.

"Are you okay?"

"Just upset that I got paint on you."

She sighed and turned around slowly, walking in the direction of my bathroom, "I'll be back."

Not five minutes later and she came back standing in the same spot she was just before she left. I was turned, cleaning up what remained of the mess I made when she bent over stuck the palm of her hand in it, confusing me.

"Luna, love what are you-" I began saying but was suddenly cut off when she stuck her paint-covered hand onto my chest.

I was too stunned for words. I wasn't mad but shocked at Luna and her sudden cute and slightly messy outburst.

"Now, we're the same."

I smirked understandingly, now realizingwhyshe had done what she did.

"You aren't mad, are you?" She asked as a shaky laugh started building up in her voice. Though in her alluring green and gray eyes, I could see worry swimming within their depths.

I laughed, attempting to diminish whatever worries that she was currently feeling. It must have worked because her heartbeat didn't seem as sporadic, though it still sounded off to me. Almost like something was wrong.

"No, it was just surprising that's all."

Luna casually folded her arms over her chest.

"Before you said I was unpredictable. I have a reputation to uphold."

"Of course, love, but I recommend that you get out of here before a war begins."

"Are you challenging me?" She asked, yet again having her beautiful one of a kind laugh, in her voice again.

Having a paint fight in my room was not the best idea, but if it made her happy, thenso be it.

I would burn the world down if it would bring, that gorgeous smile to her face. I never believed that quote,"A woman could bring a man to his knees if she pleased."

That was before Luna and everything that had happened between us. Now I believed in it. Just as I now think that if I were to lose her, heaven forbid, I would never be the same. Forget having no humanity, been there done that losing her wouldn't be numb or past the point of not feeling anything. Losing her would be a thousand times more painful than having someone crush your heart and soul. Both at the same time. Forget going crazy as the original hybrid I have had my fair share of experiences associated with that five lettered word. Forget becoming insane, hearing voices, and seeing things that no one else can see, but they aren't there. Forget living the life of a true psychopath, back in the day cunning and, manipulative was how I was. It would be as easy as breathing slipping back into that lack of remorse, guilt, and empathy state.I would go mad, or in other words, lose my mind.

Should my worst dreams come true, not even Hope would be able to bring me back from a fate worse than death.

That's what losing her to me was.

A fate worse than death, thousands and thousands of times worse then death would or could be.

"This probably isn't the best idea," Luna admitted aloud what I could not.

I nodded to show her that I agreed with what she was saying. "Yes, you are right. Perhaps another time then."

She smiled widely, showing her perfect white teeth, her softly arched brows rising as she did.

"Perhaps..."

She had to know what she was doing, with her sultry voice as soft as the finest silk. Not to mention her bright smile that could light up a dark room. The gentle sway of her hips as she walked away.

I waited ten minutes before relaxing. The wordperhapswasn't promising on its own. Though the way she said it made it sound as if it wasindeeddefinite and unquestionable.

The mark she made on my shirt was a handprint, a good one at that. Accident or not her, handprint was right over my heart. She didn't realize that it beat every day for her. It just took some time for me to recognize the facts.

1.That I was undeniably,inescapably, undyingly in lovewith the one I called best friend.

2. Something catastrophic would have to happen before I ever admittedmyfeelingsto her face. (I used the,wait for the right momentexcuse many times, it just wasn't a lie but it wasn't the whole truth either).

3. Should someoneharmher, I didn't want to kill them. What I wanted to do waserasetheir pathetic existence away after torturing them upon hours and hours. The same goes for someone disrespecting her.

4. I woulddie for her.Withouthesitation. Withoutthinking.

5. Protecting someonenever mattered so muchto mebeforeshecame into my life.

6. Itkilled me, beingaway from her. I would be inphysical pain. Myheartwould hurt. The best way I could describe it was someone putting a red hot poker in my heart and justcontinuously stabbingand jabbing. Myheadwould hurt. If I were away fromher scentfor too long, my head would begin to pound painfully. When she came around again, my senses would clear up. The pain would disappear as if it had never been there in the first place.

7. I had thisstrongconnection, thisbond with Luna. I knew when something was wrong. From the first night, I felt this pull to her. The next morning I went to greet her when she awoke. I didn't feel it at first walking in her room, but I did feel it when I walked away. The thing was I didn't have to look at her face to know it because I couldfeel it. What we shared, how I felt about her seemed to be acomplex and complicatedsubject for any outsider too understand. The feeling I would get it wasn't intuition, it wassomething more.

8: My worst fearwas losing her. Either to another man or death.

Shadow moved for the first time in hours. His joints popped as he stretched. Shadow being Shadow, then proceeded to sit by my feet.

By far, everyone would agree that he was a rather odd dog. Though, that didn't mean that we loved him any less.

I smiled, picking up the small but powerful thumps as he wagged his tail.

"Could you lend me any advice?" I asked and, Shadow barked lightly before trotting off towards my bed.

I watched with amusement and amazement as he put Luna's ivory cardigan carefully between his teeth.

I grew even more surprised when he sat by my feet again. Luna's ivory cardigan still in his mouth. He made sure not to let it hit the floor. He huffed, looking up at me with those deep brown eyes again. I found myself reaching down, plucking the cardigan out of his mouth.

It smelled just like her.

"Good boy," I whispered and pat, him on his head. He only dipped his head and yipped in response.

...

Luna Pov

...

Perhaps...

Ugh what was I thinking?

I can't believe I put my paint covered hand on to his chest.

It just felt like the right thing to do at the time.

He was feeling bad for spilling paint on me. Maybe I should have kept my reaction less girly like, but that paint was cold.

I figured that if I got paint on him then he wouldn't feel as bad for getting paint on me. It must have worked. I not only managed to make him smile but laugh.

I stripped out of my paint covered pajama's, set my bra and panties carefully on the counter next to Klaus' shirt, which he had graciously given me.

The water was warm to the touch. Though I turned the heat up more than I usually did to wake up a little. I was feeling tired, more like exhausted but tonight I was in Klaus' room. I didn't want to sleep through it all. It wasn't often that I got to have him hold me while I was falling asleep.

Everything was nice and spacey in his bathroom.

The shower as warm as it had been was not slow by any means.

Maybe it was because I was just a quick shower taker either that or, I just wanted to get back into the room,hisroom.

As the scoldingly warm water spilled over my skin, I could not help but smile and rememberthat one timeI slept in his room, and shared a bed with him.

It had been the night before my werewolf curse had taken place.

He had taken off his shirt and gave it to me because blood had gotten onto my nightgown from drinking on me.

As a reflex, I reached up and touched the side of my neck, reminiscing.

Exhilarating.

Would, be my one word to describe the experience as a whole.

The feeling of his fangs in my neck had hurt, at first.

Then as he slowly began to take blood from me, my body was flooded with adrenaline. I remember being able to hear my heart hammer away in my chest. Everything seemed to be, for some reason, clearer. Like him feeding on me gave me some strange sense of clarity. The more blood he took from my veins, the more aware I became of his lips on my neck. His hands, his strong hands on either shoulder either holding onto me to steady himself or to hold onto me.

The first couple of waves of dizziness hit me then.

Surprisingly it did not hurt though it felt good, in a hazy, dream-like way. The feeling was comparable to being drunk. At least the closest thing I can describe it as.

He pulled away and, in doing so, the two neat holes he had made into my neck had now begun too freely drip blood down. Slowly past my neck, and then onto my nightgown.

After we shared some words,cringeworthy on my part, he had gotten up and taken off his shirt.

I had been caught off guard at the fact that he had taken his shirt off that I only managed to look away before he could catch me staring. Not to mention I had almost hit my head on the wall. I wanted to look back at him. I was honestly, tempted too. Especially when he had started to laugh softly but, I didn't exactly trust myself, or rather my eyes to look in his eyes or at his face. They would wander and look elsewhere.

"Love, I am just giving you my shirt. Why are you so shy, you've already lost your innocence."

I then pushed him lightly on the chest, of course, he didn't move at all. Though, I was only trying to be playful. I explained the whole Genevieve controlling Stefan situation though the mood was light-hearted and all laughs and jokes. However, inside my mind was doing the exact opposite. Inside my mind, I was regretting ever even talking to Stefan in the first place. Ever since then, even now, I felt like Klaus treated me differently. It wasn't necessarily a bad difference, but something had changed.

Then there was Lance, months and months later after the whole Stefan situation. Lance Sweets was a brilliant man studying to become a head shrink for the FBI. He put up a hard, front on the outside. The kind of front, that knew everything about body language, and displays of emotion, whether someone was lying or not. Then there was a softness, asweetnesson the inside that was very delicate. Despite his cute clumsy moments, he reminded me of Klaus. Maybe it was the curly hair or the many scars on his back from when he was abused from his foster pants when he was a child. That might have been the main reason why I was so drawn, to him. Why I went there to his dorm in the middle of the night, after sneaking out. To feel some comfort from someone who reminded me of Klaus. True they didn't exactly, act and look alike but, to me Sweets, was the next best thing. He was up studying for exams just like I knew he would be. He had given me a key being one of his only friends and all,"If you were to ever, need anything, someone to be there for you I'm here. I barely ever leave, I'm not one for parties and, I know you are not really for them either. So if you want just, come over and, we can be lonely together."Yes, I loved Cami, and Damon, and Rebekah, and even little Hope. I needed to get out of that house away from there,"I'm sorry"filled gazes. I was a mess. My hair, uncombed, down, and everywhere. Tears ran down my face as I stormed into his room. Seeing me in the state I was, dropped the thick book he had been reading. It lay on the floor, forgotten as he made his way towards me asking a series of questions."Luna, are you okay? What happened? Do you remember those breathing techniques I showed you, they would be helpful? What can I do?"

"MAKE ME FEEL SOMETHING, ANYTHING PLEASE! I JUST CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE!"

It was wrong of me to yell but this was not exactly my proudest moments. It was also wrong of me to use him in that way. I knew he had feelings for me. He knew that I had feelings for him too. Knew that he reminded me of someone I used to know. He wiped away my tears before kissing me softly. The next morning everything went back to normal. We were still friends, now better than before. He told me things, and I shared some of the horrors of my past. Sweets had broken down once when his adoptive, foster parents died. I had seen him vulnerable. The night, the kiss, and everything that had happened after that was me at my most vulnerable and he knew it. Sweets knew what had happened with Stefan how I was scared of ever being so open with someone ever again. We talked it over. The night before had been spontaneous, and it couldn't ever happen again, because we both agreed that we were better off as friends. Then everything turned sour. He was hit, by a car. In the streets, in broad daylight. He had been bending over and picking up a book of his that he had dropped. A comic, I believe. I never did understand why he enjoyed reading those things he was like Josh in that way. There was so much blood. On the road, on the front of the car. I found myself running back home to Rebekah and the others. He was dead. Everything went by so fast, I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that I wasn't ever going to see him again. My brilliant, sweet, kind, clumsy, death metal listening friend. It was like losing Klaus all over again.

I turned the water off done with the shower and reminiscing over painful memories.

As I stepped out of the shower I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching me. Though as I looked around no one was there and, the door remained locked.

I frowned as I bent down to pick up my panties and Klaus' shirt, which had somehow ended up on the neatly tiled floor.

Even though I specifically remember putting everything on the bathroom counter. How it could have possibly ended up on the floor, I didn't want to know, much less think about what could have happened.

I slipped on everything quickly. Desperately, trying to ignore the feeling that I was being watched.

With shaky hands, I turned the doorknob and pushed open the door thankful, that I saw Klaus. He had the strangest expression on his face. Like he was listening for something.

He looked up at me and held his finger to his lips, telling me to be quiet. I automatically froze into place. Something was wrong. I wasn't the only one who could sense it. He did too. In a weird way, that comforted me. Surely if he could tell that something was wrong, then I wasn't going crazy.

I grew tense when he made his way to me and looked over my shoulder. I wanted to turn and see what he was seeing, but I figured it would just be best if I remained still.

Klaus then narrowed his eyes and stood up fully again. A frown making its way onto his lips. He looked on edge and tense. Seeing him like this only seemed to worry me more.

"Sorry about that love it's just I swear I sensed-"

"Someone else in the room," I finished finally, turning looking in the direction he had been moments ago, lightly wincing as cold air passed over my body. Like a cool breeze, though nothing as far as I could see was in the room. Shadow was looking hard in the direction I was. At the very sight, I grew sick inside. I relaxed when he put his head down and on top of his big paws. If something or someone was there, Shadow would have barked. He was not the shy type.

I jumped slightly, feeling Klaus put his hand on my shoulder. "Maybe we should turn in for the night before we bring out the hard liquor."

I laughed, shaking the feelings of uneasiness away as he led me towards the bed. "Good idea," I said, replying to his statement. I had just noticed that he had changed into another shirt (one that didn't have my colorful handprint on it).

The bed was bigger than I remembered.

Getting in was no challenge, except the opposite.

My past faded away, swiftly returning to the back of my head. Including Sweets and the heavy guilt that came with his harsh and cruel end. My future as always remained unclear and uncertain. Funny how I could see someone else's and never my own. I guess that's one of the costs of having the power of premonition. However, my present was something I was perfectly content with and wouldn't change for anything.

...

Klaus Pov

...

That was odd, sensing that something or someone was there but wasn't. Living for nearly two thousand years, I had seen a lot, from spirits and ghosts to angels and demons. What I had sensed felt different and more sinister.

Maybe, seeing Luna standing in front of me with my shirt on disoriented me. The wordsensualwasn't enough to describe her appearance to me.

The shirt I had given her wasn't fancy and, it didn't cling to any part of her body. Luna always looked pleasing to the eye. It didn't matter if she tried or not. Rags for clothes or wearing a ravishing-dress, she would still be the most beautiful thing in the room. The shirt I had given her came to a stop in the middle of her thighs. The dark color made her skin and eyes lighten up. Her hair remained as rich and dark as ever. It was free and in luscious curls around her shoulders and down her back. The real beauty of her hair was that every curl was differently sized and shaped. Simply stunning.

Now that we were in bed, her hair was messily spread out on a pillow behind her. Though a few curls framed the side of her face. The urge to move them was killing me, but I resisted, battling the beast inside of me with a strong effort.

...

"Oh, she smells so divine, so innocent. Though I would wager, she would taste even better. I remember the taste so rich-"

"Keep your thoughts to yourself."

"Such soft and warm skin. Lovely color. Carmel has become your favorite topping on anything sweet it has been ages since you last fed on her. You use it as a substitute, admit it. Of course, it's not nearly good enough, and it never leaves you satisfied. No one's blood can compare to Luna's, that is what leaves you frustrated."

"I don't have to admit anything. My taste has changed so, why does that matter? I am allowed to try out new things. Of course, no one's blood can compare to hers. No one can compare to Luna's anything. As for not feeding on her blood, I intend to keep it that way."

"But why miss out on such an exquisite treat?"

"Luna is more than just some snack out on the street."

"I am aware. That is why the thought of feeding on her is so appealing. Thinking about her blood now makes my mouth water. Even after cleaning up, you could still taste her on the tip of your tongue. The cause of your dreams that night I, am sure."

"There is more to her besides her blood as lovely as it may taste."

"I know. Alas, one of us must comment about it. I can and will do what you will not. Feeding on Luna is something the both of you enjoy."

"No, it isn't."

"Ah, but it is. You can't continue to carry on and lie to yourself. The soft blush that covered her cheeks, surely that meant something. Usually, your meals struggle and try to escape. Yet our Luna remained still. How about her heart racing in her chest? Not in fear, of course, but something other than that. Then there was that one..."

"You are delusional."

"Am I? Last Christmas you, pressed your lips onto her neck. Alaric said she looked surprised. You know that if she didn't like it, she would have said something. Surely you heard that little gasp she made."

"Alaric could have easily lied."

"Yes, but why would he? What about that gasp? You've thought about how you wanted-"

"This is all a game to you. I don't appreciate nor want anything to do with it. So leave me out of your devious plans."

"I would if only you'd let me out. I would solve your rapidly growing enemy problem, kill Finn, and most importantly, I would get the woman of our dreams before the week was over."

"I won't ever let you out. Not again."

"Not even to get her?"

"No. I can handle that on my own."

"But we could have so much fun. Terrorizing the city, and our enemies the like."

"You forgot to mention that you'd be putting the one we care about at risk. Not to mention Hope."

"She knows that we wouldn't hurt her."

"No."

...

"Why do you think Abbraxas wants me?"

Her question caught me off guard, the overall reason it took me so long to answer. Thebeastin my head was quiet, at least for now.

I decided to answer her as honestly as possible.

Elijah, along with Kol, had put some theories into my head about those disturbing keepsakes of Abbraxas. For starters: the photographs, hair in the envelope, her nightgowns, her makeup, etc... From hunting and stalking for the fun of it to taking those pictures for his fantasy dreams/personal enjoyment.

"The same reason Dahlia does. Luna, you are an extremely powerful witch, and not to mention rare one at that. For another, you have a deadly bite, that has been proven to kill humans, and even the oldest of vampires."

"Everyone acts like I am this powerful thing that either needs to die or be on their side. I just can't understand why every bad guy we have faced so far wants me."

There was that neat crease formed between her brows. Except for this time, she was frustrated and not concentrating. I found this expression to be especially cute on her. As our conversation carried on, I struggled to hide my admiration.

"You are truly special. I do hope you realize that."

"I know I'm special, but I also know that I amnotthe only one. Davina and Freya are bothextremelygifted witches."

"Yes, they are. However, Davina and Freya are not one of the last crescent wolves descent of royal blood. To every other wolf pack sees you as a queen, although your not alpha. Not to mention your other werewolf side, which, as far as I have heard, is extinct. I've been working up a theory about how you inherited that deadly bite of yours. I think it comes from that particular part of you. Recently our enemies are not as dimly lit as the others have been. They want you on their side, with them. Not only because ofwhoyou are, butwhatyou are."

She hummed closing, her heavy-lidded eyes as she did.

"Well, since you put it that way, I guess I would want me on my side too."

I figured that if I was going to ask her the question, I might as well do it now. That is if I wanted a coherent answer.

"What does this mean to you?"

Her eyes snapped open and, I recognized the look she was giving me so, I elaborated further.

"Sleeping here; in my room, in my bed, with me."

Luna moved up into a sitting position, her knees at her chest as she looked over at me.

"It means more to me then you will ever know."

I tensed. My mind, running wild, trying to decipher the meaning behind what Luna had said. Certainly, those words must have meant something. Like, how her heart picked up when I first looked over at her.

"As I have said in the past, you make me feel safe. It's not something I can understand or even explain myself. When I am with you, I don't have bad dreams. And even if I do you, are always there to comfort me."

"Would you do this with someone else?"

"No, they would probably think I was weird. Besides, it wouldn't be you."

"Luna, you are not weird. When you sleep beside me, you are helping me too."

Her perfectly shaped brows came together, and her eyes seemed to widen slightly. She was confused yet curious at the same time. "How?"

"For most of my life, I have been alone. Either by choice or because no one wanted to be around me. With you, by my side, I don't feel so alone."

She frowned, and I changed my position now sitting up, worried at what I had said. I didn't think before I spoke. Rebekah said that if I just let everything flow, then it would be easier on me.That is the last time I take advice from her.

Not only had I possibly ruined the night but, now she looked unhappy. That is the last thing I wanted her to feel when she was with me.

"You think that you are alone?"

"It's more of a feeling," I said with my eyes downcast. Luna could read emotions well. She proved time and time again that she could read mine as well.Seeing through me was more of a correct term for how she knewexactlywhat was wrong.

Right now, at this particular moment, I did not want her to see through me.

That notion quickly let my mind when she put her hand on top of mine and moved closer to me. There was less space between us now.

I preferred it this way. I, however, did not prefer, the noticeable stuttering of my heart.

The sudden irregular beat of my heart was not some sort of side effect from a witches' spell meant to cause me harm. One word, a name, is the only answer to my quiet shallow breathing, and the feelings of panic spreading throughout my chest at her sudden closeness.

No woman in the world had this effect on me. Few knew of this, those who did relish the fact that one person had so much control over me and they didn't even know it.

"Never think or feel that you are alone. I am here, Klaus. Always here for you. Anytime you need me, I don't care if it's three in the morning, come and get me. I will do anything and everything I can to help you. Why didn't you tell me about this? I could have helped you. I thought we were, being honest with each other?"

I winced seeing that she now wore a hurt expression on her face. I felt a sharp pang in my heart. Now I was in pain because she was. What made it hurt the most was knowing I had caused it.

First, I confused her. Next, I made her curious. Then finally, I managed to hurt her. All of this, under half an hour.

I was, being honest with her. I just wasn't being entirely truthful with my feelings. I would wager that she would understand if she knew. Fortunately, she didn't know.

"I am honest with you, love. Talking about how lonely I feel has never been an easy thing. You should know that you are the only one I can share my fears with. True I, have thought about asking you to spend a few nights in my room, I just didn't know how."

"I feel the same way. The last few nights have been rough for me. If being together helps us, then maybe we should do it more often, and be more honest with each other."

"That sounds great love. I promise that if I need help with anything that won't put you in harms way, I will ask."

Luna didn't say anything. Just looked at me, unblinkingly, for a few seconds. Then, she wrapped her arms around my neck and, as a result, causing both of us to fall back.

There was a mischievous look about her now. The way she smirked, lifting only one side of her mouth upwards. A glint in her green and gray eyes.

"What was that for?"

She shrugged her shoulders and moved down to put her head on my chest. My hand went to rest on her head. Secretly, admiring the texture, depth, and beauty of her curls.

"Things are always so serious. I was just trying to lighten the mood."

I laughed, "It worked."

She looked up then and tilted her head to the side, causing my hand to fall limply at my side. "You don't have to lie, Klaus, I know that I am not a comedian. Or funny for that matter."

"I am not lying," I said speaking, purely out of honesty. Even though, Luna had resorted to putting her head back onto my chest. Not to mention I had sat up not too long ago. Either this meant something, or she was just tired. One thing was for sure Elijah would be, hearing about this. I wanted to ask him now. If I had to wake him up in the process then, so be it.

"Honestly, I thought the little stunt was quite adorable."

"Adorable isn't funny."

"It is to me, love."

She looked up then, unblinkingly. The thick, long, and dark eyelashes that framed her eyes beautifully accented her almond-shaped eyes.

"Now that was adorable," she muttered quietly, instantly capturing my attention. My curiosity grew when a delicate pink color started to decorate her cheeks, blushing. Luna was blushing.

"What was adorable?" I asked, but for some unknown reason, she wouldn't meet my eyes. Luna resorted to hiding her pretty little head in my chest. That action, as cute and endearing as it might have been, only caused my interest to peak further.

"Love, there is no need to be shy."

A tremor shook her body.

"Luna?"

She said nothing. Only hid her head into my chest further, if that was possible.

"Love?" I asked again but still got no response. Another tremor shook her body.

I was beginning to feel impatient at her silence, one more time.

"Luna?"

Nothing. Alright, since she decided to do things the hard way...

"You asked for it," I said now, using a more teasing and playful tone of voice than previously.

Her head rose from my chest slowly. Wearing a worried expression, though, the blush still decorated her cheeks. I noticed that it had gone a shade darker.

Fortunately, I had already made up my mind, as my hand was already at her side.

As soon as I began my ministrations, she began to laugh wildly, a musical sound filling the room in, my opinion. Her laughter, as beautiful and joyous as it was, caused Shadow to hop up and bark lightly. His tail, slightly wagging, carefully watching the scene unfold before him.

She had already tried to move away from me, so because of that, I had to hold her down with one hand, while I was torturing her with the other.

I stopped and, she tried to move away from me, but I refused to let her go. "What was that for?" She asked all the laughing she had been doing slightly, cracking up her voice.

"What was adorable?"

Luna looked back up me opening and then closing her mouth. "I don't know what you are talking about."

I nodded happily. Overall, content with the fact that Luna had with-held her information yet again. For me, this was fun. Having the power to be able to make her move every which way with just the brush of my fingers.

Kol, Jake, and Aiden messed with her this way. I couldn't understand why she reacted so differently. It wasn't a bad different, though it was a difference that still intrigued me. I wasn't applying too much pressure.

I stopped again. Noticing; that for the first time, small tears were beginning to form in her eyes. Yet she still was laughing with a smile on her face.

After she calmed down, I decided to start interrogating her again.

"So, have you decided to tell me?"

Instead of answering my question, she proceeded to try and wiggle out of my hold. Unsuccessfully, of course.

"Well?"

She huffed, turning away from me. Her lips sealed into a hard line. Hmm, she did look so determined, luckily I knew how to edge that away.

Not five minutes later...

"OKAY, OKAY! I YIELD!"

I stopped grinning at her sudden outburst.

She laid there breathing, heavily with her eyes closed.

My hands went under her arms, but she stopped them with her own, laughing shakily, as she did.

"Just let me catch my breath."

Luna sighed, looking down as she spoke. The flush on her cheeks from laughing so hard hadn't left, so I couldn't tell if she was blushing or not.

"The way you sayloveis something I find adorable."

The way I said, love...

Luna found that, of all things, adorable...

Why? Is the first question, that came to mind.

"Your voice, your accent, makes every word sound better than it is. I can't explain it," she continued.

I unwillingly turned my head at the sound of someone clearing their throat. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, seeing Damon standing not too far away from us.

Shadow allowed Damon to pet him before playfully nipping him on the hand, which he took great offense to.

"Ouch! Luna, you need to control your beast. I mean the furry one and not the one you're sitting next to."

Luna scoffed, standing up and scooping Shadow up off the floor. He did rather enjoy to be held by her. In a way, Shadow was like a small child, and in that same way, Luna is his mother.

"Don't be such a baby Damon, what are you doing here anyway?"

"Easy there, princess, show a little respect for your father."

Luna rolled her eyes and set Shadow down on the floor, where he took his place at her feet.

"Sorry, dad. Now, will you please tell me why you are here."

" For one thing, it's 2:45 almost 3:00 in the morning and, the two of you are partying like it's 1999."

Luna sighed, rubbing her eyes. Now, looking more tired than ever.

"So that's why you came up here?"

Damon shook his head that smirk plastered on his face.

"The squints down there want to know where the blender is."

"Why would they need a blender?" Luna asked with narrowed eyes as she yawned widely.

"Bug boy wants to blend up the parasites to try and make a cure. Davina, as you know already, left the room puking her guts out all over Kol again."

Luna's lips turned downward. Not because she was sad but because she was disgusted. Something was telling me that after this, she would never look at a smoothie the same way again. "The blender is in my room. I used it recently for some herbal spells that Cole requested I practice. I guess I'll just get another one. I'll be back," and then she was gone Shadow, following closely behind in her footsteps.

"What were you doing anyway?" Damon asked, and I shrugged in return. Getting up and straightening the sheets and pillows from Luna and I's recent squabble. An enjoyable one at that for both accounts.

"I was torturing her to get information."

Damon laughed, "Good thing she survived, now I don't have to kill you."

"What were you two doing in this bed? Speaking of bed, why isn't she going to be sleeping in her own?"

"That Damon is none of your concern."

He scoffed, clearly not pleased with me not answering his question. It was true I believed that what went on between Luna and I was our business. Besides, I quite enjoyed making him irritated, just like old times.

"Well, I don't want any hanky panky going on."

I turned around with a smile on my face despite the uncomfortableness I was feeling.

"Don't worry, Damon. If that were to ever, happen, the door would be locked."

"That's good to know."

Luna walked in a couple of minutes later the blender in her hands.

"Here you go, dad," She said, pushing the blender into his chest causing, him to step back at the force.

"Thank you, daughter," Damon said after Luna had turned her back to him and started walking towards me.

"Hey! What about my goodnight kiss?"

Luna bent down in front of her furry companion.

"Shadow, go give Damon kisses."

Unsurprisingly Shadow confidently trotted over to Damon, who looked unhappy with what Luna had said.

Shadow now stood at Damon's feet, tail wagging in anticipation.

"Come on, Damon, bend down."

He scoffed at what she said. "No way in hell! How do I know he isn't going to bite my head off?!"

Shadow laid down and put his paws over his ears. Piercing whines began to fill the room. Luna looked at Damon accusingly before getting down and her knees and comforting her dog.

"Damon! You made him upset! Come makeup with him!"

He opened his mouth to say something, but I shot him a glare. He begrudgingly put the blender down and took place beside Luna on the floor.

Shadow stopped whining and looked up. First, between Luna and I and then between Damon and Luna.

With tentativeness, he stood and walked up to Damon. It was quiet between the two, with them staring at each other. That silence, was broken when Luna punched Damon's shoulder.

"Apologize to him."

Damon in return, scoffed. Luna responded by hitting him again.

"Ow! You hit me in like the same spot twice!"

"And I will do it a third time if you don't start acting like the kind person I know you are and apologize."

"He's a mini beast! It's not like hecanunderstand what is being said."

Luna turned to me, now wearing an annoyed expression.

"Shadow is a very, intelligent dog if it is even right to call him that."

Luna nodded approvingly and then turned to glare at Damon, who rolled his eyes on cue.

"I'm sorry," Damon muttered.

Luna hit Damon in the arm for a third time, causing him to yell, "Ow!"

"Look him in the eyes, come on, Dad! Do it right!"

Damon huffed and sighed, turning to look Shadow in the eyes.

"I am sorry, Shadow."

Luna hit him again, causing Damon to stand up exasperatedly. "What the hell was that one for I apologized, didn't I?"

Luna remained on the floor, glaring up at him. "Sorry for what, Damon?"

Containing my laughter became rather difficult when he got back down on the floor, complaining and grumbling.

Just one of the many things, I loved about her. She would make whoever did something wrong, make it right. I had seen her do the same thing with Kol time and time again whenever his pranks would go too far. She had even done it with me. Except instead of demanding, she wouldsuggestthat I apologize to the bloke's parents I killed. Of course, I did it. Not because I was a nice person, but becausesheasked me to.

"Shadow, I am sorry for saying that you were going to bite my head off. I did not mean to offend you in any way."

It was quiet for a few moments before Shadow licked Damon boldly on the cheek. He grimaced but allowed Shadow to give him kisses.

"Okay, maybe he isn't so bad after all," Damon said, scratching behind Shadow's ears.

Shadow growled, causing Damon to jump back in not only fear but also in surprise.

"Alright, I'm gonna get out of here before one of my fingers come up missing," Damon said, standing up and pulling Luna up with him.

"Goodnight, Dad," Luna mumbled as her face was pressed into his chest by the force of his hug.

He picked her up and spun her around, causing her to hold onto him tighter.

I bit down on my tongue at the sudden heat, or in other words,jealousyfilling my chest. Maybe I should start hugging her that way. It wouldn't only be satisfying but also befulfillingif I was the one to draw that sort of reaction from her.

"Good night," Damon replied as he put her down.

"Remember, stay at least five feet apart, and I don't want any hanky panky going on."

It was to late to glare at him because he was already gone.

I looked over at Luna to see that she had a confused expression on her face. It dawned on me that she might not know what the term 'hanky panky' was. I did not want to be the one to explain the meaning behind the two words.

"Same old Damon," she said after a few more moments of silence.

"Yes, and are we going to do like we usually do-"

"And completely ignore him," Luna finished, a smirk spreading onto her features.

The tiredness was wearing both of us down. I could see it on her face and feel it myself.

My bed was usually cold, but with Luna, I would forget that the four-lettered word ever existed. Luna and cold didn't exist in the same plane or universe. Words like warm and tenderness did. Her softness wasn't a bad thing. To me, it was quite refreshing that she could be kind one minute and then be fighting for the ones she loved with fierceness in the next.

Luna was the first one to climb into bed. I followed suit, happy to see that she didn't plan on being five feet apart from me.

I was surprised to see her looking back at me.

We stayed like that for a while. We were merely five inches apart. If only I could gather up the courage to eliminate those inches one by one until there wasn't any.

"Thank you, Luna, for being here. It means more than I can tell you."

She smiled and breathed in deeply. Her eyes were closed, giving her this peaceful look. Now she didn't look so tired and worn out.

"Your welcome. It's nice knowing I can succeed in helping you. Recently I have been thinking about how to repay you for saving my life these past two years. Now, I have an idea of what to do."

I laughed at her wanting to repay me so much.

"Love, you don't have to get even with me. You being here with me is more than enough."

Luna only groaned in response.

Once I was sure she was asleep, I did what I usually did when I could. I pressed my lips to her forehead before succumbing to the world of dreams.

Where anything could happen, and I got what I wanted...

...

Luna Pov

...

A soft light faded into the room.

Looking down I saw that chains bond my wrist. My hands were small and the metal they were made from was cold and heavy.

It took me a few moments to recognize that this was a memory and not a dream. I was at the witches cemetery, in the caves, again. The surfaces of the cave walls was rough. I couldn't count on my hand the number of times I bruised and cut my hands when I came in contact with them. Either by accident or force.

The source of light was not a candle, nor a flame, but a person.

I hadn't seen him, my angel, in what felt like forever. I hadn't thought about him in so long. It was like when the Mikealson's saved me I forget about the angel who had come long before them.

At first I thought he was just a figmentof imagination that had formed after I had been beaten so hard I couldn't see straight or think straight. He healed me with his hands. He told me that one day everything was going to be fine, that someone would come for me. He made me promise not to tell anyone about who and what he was.

"Luna. Life has been treating you well. I hope that you still remember me."

I sucked in a breath. His voice was just as I remembered, how could I forget. If the sky could speak his voice is what it would sound like.

"Castiel, how are you here?"

"I am always here with you Luna, in a sense I am tied to you. You know that your safety is what keeps me alive. You are my only true purpose in this life or any other. Lately these past two years the underworld has been filled with a great darkness that would love nothing more than to harm you. The whispers had started when you were born. They only got louder the older you grew. I never told you why I had to leave you at the mercyof those savage inhuman, witches. I can not express in wordshow sorry I am to have not been there to heal you from their brutal barbaric torturingtendencies. To answerthe question you asked all those years ago I couldn't have saved you. No one could have. Fate would not allow it. Given who your mother was; and who and what you are. I have done what I could but being thousands of miles away from any pure, good thing has weakened me greatly. It is the reason why it took me so long to reach you."

"Am I dreaming?" I asked though I doubted my question. I had so many others, the one I said just came out. Though I doubted that this was a dream. I could feel everything, I was completely aware. Normally when I dreamed things weren't so clear and things were off. I could feel the dull ache of pain from my past wounds. The heat that radiated from his angelic aura was reassuring.

"No, this is a memory that I have manipulated. The longer I am out of the darkness the faster I will gain back the strength that was taken away for me. I imagine in six weeks time I should be back to full strength. Evil is near. I can sense it."

I tensed watching everything around me fade away. The hand cuffs and the dull aching pains were nothing more than a past feeling, as I now stood in a field. Castiel in front of me. His light blonde hair was like I remembered it. Gently waved and swept to the side. The warm golden brown color of his eyes were filled with wisdom. He was tall and was built nicely. He hunched down most of the time so it was hard to notice. He wore a simple shirt and jeans. Hills could be seen along the horizon.The grass was a dark green and trimmed. Small white and blue star shaped flowers were present all around us. The sun was bright but not blindingly so. A cool breeze blew in all directions, giving this place, where-ever it was, a soothing vibe.

"What do you mean evil is near?"

"Someone is watching you."

I knew that Abbraxas was watching me but hearing him say that still chilled me to the bone.

"Castiel I know about Abbraxas watching me. He takes pictures of me and has them sent to his place in the underworld. Dahlia is probably watching me to-"

"No someone is watching you right now, you need to wake up!"

"Who-"

"You need to wake up, I will join you momentarily. Don't let him touch you his magic could have a negative impact on yours."

"Castiel what-"

"I can't explain it right now, I justneed you to trust me," the sun turned dark causingthe sky to do the same. Now blood red moon hung in it's place. Different shades of a sinister red were all around us. There were no stars or clouds. The green grass and flowers were replaced with sharp jagged stones. The cool refreshing breeze was gone. A harsh hot one took it's place. Thislandscape that we were now in was the exact opposite of the one we were in before. I preferred the less evil one.

"Wake up!" Castiel was gone but his voice echoed on and on.

Looking ahead I could see a man in the distance. His black suit was tailored to perfection. His pale skin stood out, and glittered against the red background. His hair was combed back and matched his suit. I could see the empty dark pits he had for eyes.

Abbraxas.

He was here.

Over and over againI chanted, "wake up" in my mind. I wished Castiel was still here. I hated to be alone with him.

I found myself able to move. That's what I did. I ran away from him.

Wincing out in pain when my bare soles touched the hot and sharp surfacesof the stones laid beneath me.

I looked back. Abbraxas seemed even closer than before.

I ran faster than before.

But no matter how far I ran he got closer.

"Love, why must you always run?"

I stopped in my tracks. Running was pointless. My feet felt like they were on fire. They were cut up pretty badly. I tried not to show my discomfort.

He called me love. Only Klaus did.

When that four-lettered word came out of his mouth, I felt sick to my stomach.

"Don't call me that!"

"You seem fine when Klaus calls you that," he retorted his voice unpleasantly soft as he leaned closer to me. I scoffed offended by not only what he said but because he was here in the first place.

"You are not Klaus."

Abbraxas smiled and at that moment reminded me of a snake.

"Your right. I am not your precious Niklaus. I am better."

I laughed out loud.

Abbraxas better than Klaus, please.

I stopped after seeing the smile on his face fade away. "That is the most ridiculousthing I have ever heard anyone say."

He then walked around me. His eyes looking me over. I felt the urge to cover my legs, or to at least pull Klaus' shirt down but I didn't want him to think I was scared.

Then he had all the power.

"That is the best he could offer?" Abbraxas asked with a laugh in his voice, clearly the only one enjoying this.

I grit my teeth down in anger, but didn't bother with replying. I didn't want to give him the attention that he wanted.

"No no no. This simply won't do!"

Abbraxas clapped his hands together and I wrapped my arms around my body feeling a tingly sensation like material rubbing against my skin.

"Well, what do you think?" Sighed Abbraxas pulling a mirror out of no where.

I looked down at my body horrified at what I saw.

Abbraxas had dressed me up, some how.

My long hair was straightened, and put up in a tight high pony tail, so there was no hair left to frame my face. My brows were drawn with precision. My painted eyes were dark and smoky. The dark colors brought out the green in my eyes. My cheek bones were drawn to look sharp. The only thing my lips had was a red gloss that was comparable to the color and consistency of blood. A glistening red ruby lay with a diamond around my neck. Klaus' t shirt was gone and in it's place was a black dress. The dress was floor length and I knew it would drag around on the ground when I walked. There was a high slit that went up my left leg. The sleeves and waist up were made up of a sequined see through material. Small diamonds were embed into the dress most of them on the deep v-neck. Adding shine and drawing more attention to my chest. It clung to my body but not too tightly. Almost like it was made just for me.

"I think that this dress suits you," he whispered appearing out of no where his face inches from my neck.

His breath was hot, but it still gave me chills.

Abbraxas studied the mirror, our reflection. I couldn't expressthe amount of disgust I was feeling.

"I think that it needs to go back wherever it came from, and you need to stay away from me," I said replying to what he had stated earlier. I tried to move but couldn't. For all I knew Abbraxas' demon magic was keeping me here in place or maybe I was just paralyzed with fear. Whichever one it was I tried not to show my fear and sudden panic.

"Look at yourself darling. You are stunning. You are mysterious. You are dark," Abbraxas muttered grabbing my jaw and forcing me to look him in his eyes.

I was finally able to move.The first thing I did was step away from him and the mirror. I don't think I would be able to look at one the same again, not for a while. Though walking in heels on the rigid rocks proved difficult.

"I am not dark."

"You want to kill me, right now. I can see the ragingfire in your eyes. Surely that means that you are not entirely light like everyone thinks you are."

"If either one of us is dark it's you. What kind of person kills a child's parents just for the spite of it? Then years later goes and works with the witches who are torturing and starving her. All you could say was this wasn't part of the plan."

Abbraxas laughed a chilling sound. There was no fake teasing in his voice like there was before.

"I am not a person. Make no mistake in thinking that I killed your parents. But I did not do so alone. Killing them was the only way to get you. Then the witches took you. I had no choice but to make plans with them. True their deaths would have been easy enough to arrange but in that situation theirwas more harm being done than good. I had worked so hard to get you, only for them to have you instead."

"Why did you want me so badly?"

Abbraxas tilted his head to the side observing me like I was a rack of lamb. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to him. It took everything in me not to gasp.

"You mean you don't remember?" His cool breath brushed over my face but I refused to look down even though I was extremely uncomfortablewith his closeness.

"Remember what?" I asked lightly trying to pretend that I was curious and confused at what he had just asked me. Abbraxas knowing or remembering something that I didn't, was bad.

"The potions, the injections, the prophecy. Do you remember any of that?"

I simply stared back into his eyes and attempted to not look more curious than I actually was.

Potions, injections, and prophecy. None of thosethings sounded good, especially together.

He let go of me and laughed. Not a cold sound but it was like he genuinely found something funny.

"They must have taken your memories. It makes sense. I would have done the same thing. You were so broken, excuse me, shattered that it was impossible to do what needed to be done."

The witches stealing my memories because I was so broken and shattered? What he was saying didn't make any sense. I don't know what they could have done to break me. Yes there were gaps in my memories but why take them away?

"You can be so much more, especially if you were by my side and we looked together" Abbraxas remarked observing me and shaking his head in what looked like frustration.

"If only you'd let me in."

"No Abbraxas. There is no we or us. There is no letting you in. The closest I will willing come near you is to rip your heart out."

He scoffed not bothered at what I had said.

"A boring death that I would most likely come back from. My dear, you could do so much better than that. Take from the darkness growinginside you."

I looked away, feeling nothing more than utter hate and disgusttowardshim.

"You don't know what is inside me."

"Apparently you don't either. Maybe you need to get a perspectiveon things and wake up," Abbraxas said putting his hands on my cheeks.

...

I gasped and opened my eyes to find myself still in Klaus' bed. He was awake too, looking at me with surprise. I looked down to see that I was still wearing that awful dress, along with the rubies and diamonds.

Shadow was growling loudly at something in the corner of the room. Something or for all I knewsomeonehiding in the dark corner in Klaus' room.

"Abbraxas," I expressed, gesturing to the dress to make him understand. Klaus didn't nod but the frown on his face only seemed to increase.

"What a cute pup!" A voice stated into the room causing me to shiver. Klaus tensed getting up and pulling me away and out of the room. Shadow was in front. His fur raised off his back and snarling loudly.

Abbraxas continued to walk in front of us. Tauntingly.

Klaus would have probably already confronted him if it wasn't for me. I hated holding him back.

I was scared. Klaus could probably tell this by my eyes or by how tight I was squeezing his hand. This wasn't a dream. Thiswasreal.

Something broke the quiet silence. A scream. Davina.

"You might want to go see what that was," Abbraxas said in a light care-free tone of voice.

My fear dissipated and was replace with something else. He was messing with my family.

"If you even think about hurting one of them, I will rip you apart," I didn't notice I had started walking forward until Klaus gently, pulled me back. Shadow's small form was quivering though not in fear.

"There it is! That raging fire is still burning within you! The darkness is willingly and ready, can't you feel it?!"

I ran down the steps with Klaus and Shadow not bothering to look back.

This darkness that he was speaking of didn't seem real. But then what was that pull I felt. Like a thread being pulled. Unraveling something deep within me.

The sick room was crowded and voices could be heard growing louder by the second. The thing that cut through the sound was the sound of a never ending beep.

I ran to the sick room in panic. Josh's name became a chant in my head.

Kol was holding her to his chest. Marcel was with Rebekah, who had this lost look on his face. Elijah was looking at the floor. Hayley was saying something to Jackson. Jake had a hand on Aiden's back he was on the floor with his head in his hand. Everyone was turned away from him in pity. Brennan and Cam (a friend/her boss) saying how much they didn't understand, he was fine. I assumed the others Mikeal, Ansel, Ester, Freya, and the pack was asleep since they weren't in the room. Everyone seemed to look lost.

"Congratulations Luna, you did it again," Abbraxas exclaimed in a cheerful tone. People moved forward, now seeing who was in the room, to possibly kill him. Klaus was one of them.

"Don't," I pleaded looking each and every one of them in the eyes.

The last thing I wanted was for him to be hurt by him. Abbraxas had already killed my parents, I didn't want him to take any more from me.

"Every one who comes close to you gets hurt or worse,"Abbraxas vocalized his close presence only making me feel worse.

"That isn't true," someone said speaking up. "Leave her alone."

My chest started tightening and it felt like the air was being squeezed out of my lungs. I didn't feel like I was going to cry. Instead of being sad I was filled with emptiness. The feeling was cold. Dark thoughts began to cross my mind, and I found myself agreeing with him.He was right.

"Chelsy, Brian, Carter, Tiffany, Lance, and now we can add Josh to the list..."

I winced at the sound of the last name. He hurt the most, we had been the closest, and I had seen him die. The others were acquaintances at school. The people who were just kind to be kind, saying hi in the hallways. Offering help if I needed any. All of them were good. None of them deserved to die. All of them were because of me and nowJosh.

And now Aiden was going to suffer, along with Davina and everyone else.

It was my fault. The heavy weight on my heart proved that much.

"Lance? Lance Sweets?" Booth asked Abbraxas who turned to him with an annoyed look, but didn't answer.

For some reason a hopeful feeling passed through me.

Booth came over to me his phone in hand. I squinted wanted to make sure that I was seeing who I think it was. I took the fun with shaky hands.

It was Sweets. My brilliant, sweet, kind, clumsy, death metal listening friend. He had a Christmas elf hat on and a goofy smile on his face.

"He's alive."

Booth suddenly dropped to the ground. Holding his head in pain. Abbraxas was standing behind him his hand raised.

"You just ruined my plans. I almost had her."

I shook my head getting in front of Booth who stopped being in pain when I stood in front of him.

"No you didn't. I've done a lot of things in my life. Some good and others bad. That list of the people that are dead because of me is something that I have to learn to live with. I won't let you or the darkness control me."

"But don't you see I don't want to control you that would be to easy."

I said nothing and glared wanting everyone to get out of the room so they wouldn't be in any danger. I had a feeling that Abbraxas wasn't going to let anyone out.

"What you don't believe me?" That teasing and playful tone was back in his voice.

Hayley fell to the ground, crying out in pain,pureagony morphed onto her features like Booth's had. Everyone shortly followed after, even Shadow. Their cries of pain filled the room, I want to cry with them.

"Stop." I breathed just now realizing how quickly I was going to give in.

"Please, stop I'll-"

"Do what Luna? Don't look at him darling, he can't help you," Abbraxas shouted over the painful cries of my family. Hearing them all of them hurt, but none more than Klaus. I looked away my eyes being overflown with hot tears. I was glad that Josh was gone, in a better place. Glad that he didn't have to feel the pain that everyone else was feeling. Because of me.

I knew what Abbraxas wanted.

He wanted me to come with him, willingly. He didn't want me dead. He wanted to use me, for what I didn't know. The only thing I knew was that I couldn't bare to hear any of their cries any longer.

"ABBRAXAS!"

He looked up at me. His head tilted to the side. A sickeningly sweet smile spread onto his face. "Yes."

"I'll go with you. Please just stop hurting them!"

He dropped his hand and everyone stopped crying out in pain. I took a shaky breath filled with nothing but relief.

"See what I mean, too easy."

"My dear you were willing and ready to do anything for them. That is love," Abbraxas continued looking around the room in amazement.

"What do you want?" I asked not being able to lift my eyes off the floor. Everyone had felt pain because of me. The heavy weight, as if on command, appeared on my heart again. Weighing me down.

Feeling a hand on my shoulder I turned around. It was Castiel, in the flesh. He looked like he did in the dream. "Something far from his reach."

"Castiel your here," I said in a relived tone.

"I told you I would be," he retorted giving me a reassuring look before his hand slipped from my shoulder and he moved towards Josh.

"Come to play hero, have you?"

"I have come to make things right," Castiel replied to Abbraxas placing his glowing hands on Josh's un-moving chest.

"What are you doing?" I found myself asking while watching Abbraxas out of the corner of my eye. He was too still.

"His time is not done. As for what I am doing, my people used to call itet resurrectionis erimus."

"Resurrection," I blurted out, recognizing the latin right away.

"That power was lost when the angels died."

I touched the bracelet on my wrist happy to see that Cole's bracelet was still there.

He arrived swiftly and silently just like I had hoped he would. Abbraxas' back was turned so he hadn't seen Cole arrive.

The Source of All Evil being The Source of All Evil conjured a fire ball, I shook my head hoping he would stop.

"Get them out of here,"I mouthed and he looking like he wanted to disagree but I gave him my most pleading look.

It most have worked because with the snap of his fingers everyone was gone.

Now it was only Castiel, me, Josh, and Abbraxas.

I was relieved that they were safe, maybe that's why I didn't see Abbraxas right on me.

"Where did they go? Where did you send them?"

"Some where you can't find them," I replied gasping in pain when he pushed me into the movable counter causing glass to break.

"Luna!" Castiel yelled out in concern but I held up my hand stopping him.

"Bring back Josh, I can handle him."

He looked uncertainly at me before going back to Josh's bed side.

"I am sorry about that, I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Are you really apologizing to me?" I asked appalled and a little disgusted. Did he honestly think that I cared about his apologies? The only thing I wanted to hear from his mouth is his last dying breath.

Right now all I wanted was to make him hurt.

He yelled grabbing his head.

Hmm that was new. I didn't even have to hold up my hand. Oh well, now he's getting a taste of his own medicine.

I looked down and he stopped yelling.

Eye contact was the key.

I took a deep breath and projected every ounce of hate I felt for him at him. The result was better than I could have ever imagined.

He yelled louder than before and blood started coming out of his eyes and nose.

Abbraxas' agonizing sounds were music to my ears. I wanted to cause them, wanted to be the reason behind them, and I wanted this to never end. I liked the power I had over him. It feltgood. He had taken everything from me. Robbed me of a life I could have had. A life with my mom and dad.

"WOW! Darling that was quite exhilarating! More deliciously painful than I could have ever imagined."

I growled and raised my hand throwing him against the glass window. It cracked on impact but he got right back up.

"Let's see what more you have in you," he said appearing in front of me and grabbing my upper arm harshly. I could feel the bruises forming.

Abbraxas stepped back and held his hand grimacing. I frowned confused when I saw his blackened hand.

"Frost bite. You haven't given me one of those in years. It's rising up can you feel it? The darkness. You liked seeing me in pain. Having that power over me."

"Come on, give me some more, I like it and I know you do to," Abbraxas continued circling me like some kind of bird.

He would push on me. Laughing as he did.

I growled torn, angry, and flustered. I could hurt him and in turn making him happy or not hurt him and not give him any satisfaction at all.

My head lifted up hearing heavy breathing in the room.

Josh?

My feet were moving before I could even think about running over to him. His eyes were open and he was sitting up.

"Josh are you okay? Can you move your limbs? How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Luna I'm fine, and yes I can move my arms and legs. And the way your flailing around I can't tell," he said a laugh building up in his voice.

I rolled my eyes pulling him in for a hug. "Josh you were dead. Anybody else wouldn't be laughing."

"Good thing I'm not anyone else."

Abbraxas clapped turning my attention away from my friend.

"Well I guess that means he's off the list. Someone else will have to take his place," Abbraxas voiced throwing a knife at Castiel's chest.

He caught it easily, causing Abbraxas to nod in appreciation.

"I take it that you are not a vampire, or a heretic?"

"It does not matter to you what I am."

Abbraxas continued on speaking and I was thankful for that. He was into the conversation so much that he didn't notice when Cole came back in the room and took with him.

"Only the angels had the power to resurrect. Not the knock-off version that we call whitelighters now."

Castiel did not reply to this statement. He didn't want to play games with Abbraxas. He wasn't the only one.

Abbraxas grabbed my arm and a portal appeared out of no where on the floor, he pushed me and I heard Castiel yell my name before I hit a hard surface. It wasn't concrete or hardwood. As I rolled off my side and onto my back the night sky came into view. Tonight there were no stars and the moon was obscured by the clouds.

I turned around on my stomach to see my own blurry reflection. I was on glass.

Abbraxas and Castiel came through then. Causing me to want to shakily stand. The last thing I wanted was for him to see me on the ground.

"Luna, I know you've never been here but it's beautiful no?"

Looking around I saw that we were on top of a building. Every other seemed to be small when compared. I had never been to the Central Business District part of New Orleans, much less on top of a sky scraper.

Not liking how close I was to the edge I started to step back but Abbraxas' rough grip on my waist stopped me.

He pushed against me, forcing me closer to the edge. I dug my heels against the hard glass it was no use, one even fell off. I watched it disappear as it went down, down, down...

I didn't want to be next.

The thought it doesn't make senseran through my head. If he wanted to kill me he could have done it in Klaus' room, or in the sick room in front of everyone.

"Why go through all the trouble of killing my parents, making plans with the witches, and taking those pictures when your just going to kill me?"

Abbraxas wiped away a tear that had fallen from my eye.

"Shhh..."

I tried fighting against him but he just put his arm around my chest restraining me against him.

"Castiel now that I have someone you care about, it would be wise to answer any question I ask. What are you?"

"Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me."

Abbraxas pushed me closer to the edge. To the point, that now one of my feet was dangling freely in the open night air.

I whimpered even though I wanted to scream. The cool wind picking up didn't help anything.

"Stop!"

Abbraxas laughed holding onto me tightly before forcing my other foot over the edge causing me to let out a little shriek. The girliest sound I've probably ever made in my life. It would be too easy for him to let me down. I could feel the gravity pulling me down, the cool wind going up my dress.

"You aren't the one who gets to make the demands."

"I am an angel, the last of my kind."

"What happened to the others?"

"I don't know," was Castiels reply and I braced myself for what Abbraxas was going to do next.

"Fair enough," Abbraxas said though his hands loosened from my waist. That act caused me to reach back and hold onto him. Reassuring myself over and over again that I wasn't about to go over the top of this building.

I cried out my hands cramping. His grip loosened more to the point that I was the only thing keeping me from falling.

Castiel must have noticed my distress because of what he said next.

"I told you what you wanted to now let her go."

"Okay."

Abbraxas moved his hand away from my waist completely. Now Ireallywas holding on for my life. Screaming wouldn't help me, so I took deep breaths instead.

"Is it true that the angels could fly..."

I couldn't see Castiel or even hear his reply. The sound of my pounding heart went over everything else.

"Prove it..."

Was the last thing I heard before he pushed me off the building...

A/N: Hope you enjoyed that ending, as much as I enjoyed typing it. The next chapter will be out as soon as possible. Sorry for the wait!