Amelie
Summary:"You have loved and you have lost, all while I have succumbed to: the darkness, the light, to my wildest dreams and deepest fears. I have loved you while you have lived your life to its fullest, now I must live mine." Klaus kept his last love a secret for a lifetime but now it's time to reintroduce her to the world.
Chapter Four
"He said his name was Alexander, I swear I don't remember seeing him before but there was something about him that made me feel like I knew him once," her hands travelled along the tops of her arms as the eyes of Klaus' family bore into her like she was a piece of meat, "At first he seemed like he was going to be flirtatious or a hopeless romantic sort of guy but he became creepy and weird very fast."
"Was he a witch or a vampire?" Hayley asked her comfortingly but Amelie didn't take to her very well; she knew straight away that she was the mother of Klaus' child.
"He said he was going to show me a trick I assume it was magic." Amelie's eyes moved towards Klaus as he paced around her.
"You're going to be safe here, if he's a vampire he won't get in," Elijah said sympathetically as he took the space beside Hayley.
"And if he's a witch, he wouldn't dare come here. Not with an original vampire and two hybrids under the same roof." Klaus said softly in her ear, reassuring her with his touch that she was going to be safe.
"There was one more thing," she looked at Klaus and moved away from him slightly, "He spoke to a man on the phone, Jon was his name."
"They're definitely not known to us; they must be someone from your past." Elijah looked at Klaus as he shook his head.
"If they were witches they'd be dead by now or in a nursing home somewhere." He glanced down at his love as she looked away from him. "Elijah, see if the remaining Strix can track them down." He turned back to Amelie as Elijah and Hayley started to move out of the room. "You can spend the night here; I have my bed made up for you."
"I'm fine sleeping on this sofa." She couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye; she was thankful to Klaus for helping her but she wasn't over his betrayal.
"I'm going to sleep down here tonight, you won't have to share a bed with me, you won't even have to be on the same floor as me."
"I can't put you out of your bed, this is your house after all."
"I can spend one night out of my bed." He said firmly as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "I know you're mad at me for what I did, but you can't keep giving me mixed signals."
"It's hard for me Klaus, sometimes when I look at you I just want to kiss you," she got up and clenched her fists, her rounded nails digging into the palms of her hands, "and sometimes I just want to punch you because what you've done to me is so painful that it winds me."
"If I could help you release all that anger that you feel inside, would you let me?" he took a small step towards her, his hands raised slightly.
"You promised you'd never compel me." She reminded him as if it was a warning.
"I don't need to compel you to help you let go of that rage. Will you let me help you, help me and help us?"
"I'll give it a shot. What could be worse than feeling like this?"
The only place that Klaus knew that would help her was the church. As he flicked on the lights, Amelie stared at the big cage in the middle of the room. She stepped towards it and placed her fingers through the small holes and glanced over at Klaus. "What is this place?"
"A place for newbie vampires to train, but tonight it's a safe place for you to let your anger out." He grabbed a pair of boxing gloves and held them out towards her.
She rolled her eyes and took the gloves, putting them on her hands. "I'm not angry." She lied unconvincingly.
"You are and I know that you are. Underneath all the hurt and all the love that I hope is still there, you're pissed. So, get in the cage and let's sort this mess out once and for all."
She watched him climb into the caged arena and followed him inside. "I don't even know what to do."
"You're going to hit me as hard as you can and as much as you want." He held his arms out and gave her a smirk that he knew she couldn't resist. "Just let out everything that you want to get off your chest and hit me with your best shot."
She stepped towards him and punched him on the chest, a small devious smile appeared on her face. "You know, I kind of like this."
"Come on Amelie, start letting your feelings out."
With every hit she landed on him she said how she felt, "For starters, you kept me in a coffin for eighty years. Technically you also cheated on me countless times with so many women."
"Now we're starting to get somewhere. Show me some of your emotions." He beckoned for her to come closer as he moved around the ring.
Her punches started to get harder as she dug down into her feelings as far as she would let herself go. "You endangered yourself, almost condemning me to a lifetime of eternal slumber. You fell in love with someone else." She paused for a moment and let out a deep breath before hitting and pushing him over and over, "You gave something that you would never let me have to another woman; you had someone else's child." She threw her gloves off and banged his chest with the sides of her fists. "It should've been me."
He gripped onto her shoulders and stared down at her, almost unsure what to say. "Amelie, I broke my curse long after you were spelled away."
"I told you I wanted to adopt a child from the poor house and you said no." she stared up at him as her eyes started to fill up.
"Because my psychotic father was coming for me. I wasn't going to endanger you and a child."
She wiped away a stray tear and nodded. "I know, but you wanted me to get my feelings out and that's how I feel." She folded her arms across her chest and looked away from him.
"If you ever want what you wanted all those years ago then we have to be the way we were years ago. You need to let go of this anger and hurt and realise that the Klaus you loved is still here. Yes, I messed up and I'll admit that," he held his hands up and backed away from her slightly, "but at least I'm trying to fix it."
Amelie knew that Klaus was right, he was the only one trying to fix things between them; she was so blinded by rage that she couldn't let herself be happy. She spent too many years locked away and she wasn't going to live half a life while she was still alive.
"You know what Klaus," she stepped towards him, smiling slightly, "You have loved and you have lost, all while I have succumbed to: the darkness, the light, to my wildest dreams and deepest fears. I have loved you while you have lived your life to its fullest, now I must live mine. I don't want to live a life that's only half full, I want everything with you if you'll still have me."
He smiled slightly as he nodded without hesitation. "Don't be silly, of course I'll still have you." He moved in to kiss her but she blocked him from getting anywhere near her face. "What's the problem?"
"We're taking things slow, I want to experience life and experience getting to know you again."
"I'm the same as I've always been."
Amelie smiled a little and ran her fingertips over the prickly stubble on his chin. "You're a family man now and stronger than you ever were. I saw a fire in your eyes when you came for me; a fire that was extinguished when your father came for you," she looked him in the eye for the first time in a while and grazed her bottom lip with her teeth, "I need to know the new Niklaus."
"Does this mean you're still going to bed alone?" he was chancing his arm, but he was optimistic, he didn't want to have to spend another night alone.
"Yes, Klaus. For us to work I need to take things slow. My mind is racing and there are so many new things that I want to do." She grabbed him by the wrist and beamed at him. "I want to try all the new foods and I want to drive fast cars. I need to catch up on the life I missed."
"Just remember that you're only human, you need to take everything easy."
"I've got all the time in the world, I need to get rid of all the fear that I have."
He gave into her wishes and let out a sigh. "Then let me give you your first experience in this brave new world," he held is hand out with a smirk and nodded towards it, "are you daring enough?"
She stared at his hand for a moment and took it quickly. "You know me Klaus, I'm daring enough."
"Then let's paint this town red."
Bourbon Street at night was like a party that didn't stop until the sun rose and Amelie loved the idea of a party where anything goes. It reminded her of the never-ending feeling of the 1920's, her golden era where she became Klaus' golden girl. Klaus took her into a packed-out bar where jazz flowed lucidly. He watched her as she moved along to the music with a smile. The Amelie that he remembered fondly was slipping through the hard front that she tried to protect herself with. He waggled his finger at the bartender and ordered the two of them a couple of drinks and told him to keep them flowing. When she turned around to him he pushed a tiny glass towards her that looked as if it was glowing.
"Is that what people these days' drink?" she said with a raised brow.
"It's called a shot. Drink it quick." He held his up and clinked their small glasses together carefully.
She did as he said and coughed harshly as the alcohol burned the inside of her chest. "That was horrible."
"Here," he handed her a glass of vodka and soda and took his small glass of whiskey, "was the taste down with that, you'll prefer it."
She put a straw in her glass and enthusiastically sucked down the mixed drink. "Why did you bring me here?"
"In this city, jazz is the only music that really matters and you're standing in the biggest hotspot of jazz lovers."
Amelie glanced around the busy bar and turned to him with a grin. "I think you're just trying to get me drunk."
"It seems to be working." He teased with a cheeky look.
"You know that I don't handle my drink well."
"I'll be cutting you off if you get too rowdy."
"I don't think that's going to happen," she started to back away from him, moving her shoulders to her favourite song, "I think those drinks are making me want to dance." She held her hand out to him, twitching her fingers at him in a way that seemed to bewitch him. "Come dance with me."
He downed his whiskey in one gulp and slammed the glass down as he got off his bar stool, following the entrancing woman onto the dancefloor. As the big band grooved out the notes, Amelie danced like the flapper girl she was, hanging from Klaus' arm like a duster coat. He let go of any care that he had and became the carefree Klaus he enjoyed being during her time and followed her infectious lead. More drinks, more dancing and more music was the way their night went and when it was all over, he craved more.
For the first time in a long time, Klaus felt the cool buzz of drunkenness and he loved every second of it. Walking home through the French Quatre as Amelie twirled around in the cold rain was like a flashback and it made him forget that they were even apart. As they sneaked into the Mikaelson family home like two giddy teenagers, Amelie parted him with a small peck on his cheek and the promise that everything was going to be okay; for a moment Klaus believed it, he believed it until he woke up on the sofa with a clearer head.
Elijah was the shock end to his perfect night with his girl and the look of hell on his face only reminded him that Amelie was still endangered and two menaces were still on the loose.
A:N I know a couple of you wanted Klaus and Amelie to never be together, but I just couldn't do it but SPOILER, there will be a love triangle soon... Who do you guys think Alexander is? Thank you for your favourites/reviews/follows, let me know what you's thought of this chapter!