I woke up to an empty bed, in a room different than the one allotted to me, and stark naked under a silk sheet. Frowning, I got out of bed and threw on a shirt that had been discarded on the floor. It smelled strongly of Klaus; it was comforting, but I tried not to dwell on it. I ran to my room where I could dress properly and then sped down to the communal areas of the house, looking for him. He was in his studio, staring into nothing. He hadn't even bothered to place a new canvas on his easel to pretend.

"You know, it's kinda shitty to fuck someone and then wake up to an empty bed," I said.

"Sorry, luv," he reached out and pulled me closer by my waist.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked, nuzzling into his neck.

His response was only to kiss my temple and run his hand over my back.

"How are you okay with Hayley being out in the sticks with… you know…"

Klaus growled. "Why do you think I'm awake? Don't forget my sister, Rebekah, is still missing."

I frowned. "You never slept? When was the last time you did?"

"I don't know any more," he said and pulled me in closer. He planted a kiss on my neck and my mind began to wander away from his affections.

There was a burning in the back of my throat and before I could do anything about it, my fangs appeared. "I'm sorry!" I squealed and jumped back.

He put a hand on each hip and pulled me back to him. "It's okay. Go ahead."

"No, Nik, I can heat up some of the blood in the fridge," I protested, but Klaus shook his head.

"Drink from me, sweetheart."

At his command, I latched onto his neck. His blood filled my mouth and I swallowed, greedily. I tried to pull him closer, though it was possible and ground my hips against his, causing him to groan.

"Ew. You two need to get a room," a woman's voice rang out and I jumped away from Klaus, hastily wiping my mouth. "Seriously, Nik?" She sat herself down while maintaining a commanding presence of the room. "I thought I had a hell of a week, being trapped inside a loony, magic asylum. But here you are with the hunter? I clearly missed a lot."

"Rebekah!" Klaus sighed and grinned. "Thank the gods, you're back. You're okay."

"Yeah, but I'm not the only one," she said. "Do you remember our sister Freyja?"

I tried to keep up with the conversation, but was actually terribly lost from the moment I realized there was another of them. Though this one was apparently a witch and by my count, the witch Mikaelssons now outnumbered the vampire ones: four against two.

After Kol had appeared and pled for help, Klaus agreed to help him in turn and now he was setting up a spell with the help of Rebekah at a small table.

Klaus and I stood only a few feet away while he held my hand. "I'm gonna need your help with my family, luv."

"Is this the actual witch problem I was initially brought in for?" I smiled.

"Actually, that was my mother," he sighed. "But it doesn't matter anymore. I just hope you will help me because you like me. Now, tomorrow, next year. We'll take care of each other from now on, yes? No more deals and favors… we face things together."

I squeezed his hand. "You didn't get me killed, Nik, I did that to myself."

"But I could have been there!" he growled. "I could have protected you! I should have!"

"You kept me above ground," I said. "And don't tell anyone, but I am grateful."

"Will you two stop being disgusting and get over here?" Kol called.

Klaus pulled me over to them and sat me next to Rebekah. "Do you remember the spell Finn used to lock you in that body? We'll do the same to him."

"I was a bit distracted by the thoughts of murder," Kol answered.

Klaus shrugged. "No matter. I can pull it from your mind."

"No! No way!" Kol stood and backed away. "Nobody goes in my head, but me."

With a sigh, Klaus reached up and grabbed Kol's head, but immediately dropped him. "Get out!" he shouted. "Get out. You come here asking for my help? How dare you get! Get out! You can rot in Hell for all I care!"

"Niklaus!" I rushed to him and put my hand on his chest. "You can't mean that. Whatever you saw; it's okay. It'll be okay."

He calmed under my touch and gently placed a kiss on my cheek.

I turned to Kol, but it was too late. He had already heeded his brother's demands and left. Instead, I found Rebekah looking at us.

"That temper of yours, it'll be the end of you, one day," she said before finally walking off.

"Are you gonna tell me what that was about?" I asked without turning around.

"He wants to kill me. He was conspiring with Davina against me!" he said.

I frowned. That anyone would kill their own blood was shocking to me, but I had accepted that Finn was twisted. I had seen the dynamic between Kol and Niklaus on a good day and couldn't believe that was what had been in his mind. "That can't be…"

"I saw it, Anna!"

"You saw a page, but there's a whole story you missed," I said.

Klaus groaned and I smirked, knowing I was right.

Rebekah emerged from where she had apparently been watching us. "So you'll listen to a hunter, but not to me," she scoffed.

"In case you haven't noticed, dear sister, she's one of us now," he said.

"Yes, which you still haven't explained," she said.

"I turned her," he shrugged. "She's mine."

I raised my eyebrows.

He rolled his eyes in response. "She's my… girlfriend?"

Rebekah looked as though she was about to make a snarky comment, but her moment was stolen by Kol who had decided to return. And he was pissed. He reached out his hands and rendered Rebekah unconscious to keep her from interfering while bringing Klaus to his knees. "I was making that dagger to protect myself!" Kol declared. "From you! I'm not the bad guy in this story!"

My heart ached as I watched blood pour from Klaus's mouth. I moved forward, in between them, to protect Klaus with my fangs barred and snarling. Kol switched his focus to me, but whatever magic he was projecting had no effect. I grabbed him by the throat and pinned him against the wall.

"Just kill me, then!" Kol shouted, but I didn't move.

"Let him go," Klaus growled from behind me.

I lowered him until his feet were on the ground and released him. I noticed the boy still looked scared and then remembered my fangs. "Sorry," I muttered as I retracted them.

"Kol, you idiot!" Klaus reprimanded. "You're my brother. I would never actually kill you."

"Just dagger me, repeatedly," he mumbled.

"I've daggered all of you!" Klaus cried, exasperated. "Each for your own good. If you don't agree with my motives, fine, but stop this drivel abut being singled out and unloved. You're a Mikaelsson; you're my blood and I need you by my side."

Kol's frowned deepened. "What does that even mean? You talk about family. Family this, family that. I haven't even earned the right to learn your secrets have I?"

"No, you haven't," Klaus agreed. "But it's not too late to prove yourself."

Kol then revealed that Finn agreed to lift the curse if he could attain some of Klaus's blood. But he wants Klaus to take Finn down because despite his promises, Finn can't heal him. He placed a hex on Kol, not a curse. I honestly did not know there was a difference in the two terms, but by the somber air, I took it to mean Kol was surely dead. He told us Finn would be in the bell tower of the St. Louis cathedral and then let Klaus back into his mind to find the spell.