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 Thirteen
Jon was lost for words, he knew that the day was inevitably going to come where his secret life was exposed, but he expected that to be after he had gotten rid of the Mikaelsons and had Amelie permanently in his life. Every time he looked at her face he saw the fury he didn't want to see; a scorned Amelie was like a harpy and with the rage that came along with her curse, she was going to be unbearable.
"Are you going to just stand there and feel sorry for yourself, or are you going to tell me the truth for once?"
He was taken aback by the sting in her words and tried not to let them feed his frustration. "Where do you want me to start?"
"Start your story off from the first day you set foot on the soil of Chicago."
"Well, I had been watching over you when you moved to Paris in the early thirties but you escaped my sights and a year or two later, Alexander tracked my magic that was in your necklace to Chicago."
Amelie held up her finger and rested her back against the wall. "If I may interject, you said you tracked your magic, not me. Was your magic the only reason you came to America? Be truthful."
The way the light hit his grey eyes, it gave Amelie the answer but he gave into the truth. "Yes, I was over you or so I thought. I came to Chicago for my magic but when I first put my eyes on you again… It was like a requiem to the most beautiful dream. I knew I needed you back in my life but you were already with Klaus, living the life of luxury and I couldn't compete with that."
"Did you really think that I only cared about material goods? You could've tried."
"Your memories were gone!"
"But at that time, you didn't know that." She shouted, her body shaking from the force of her voice.
He tipped his head back in exasperation and shook away the feeling. "I know and I'm sorry. Before I could even attempt to get my magic back all traces of you disappeared; Klaus was gone, you were gone and all attempts to locate you failed. I had given up hope when I met Elizabeth. She gave me a reason to stay in Chicago and she made me happy."
"What happened next?"
"I fell in love with her, but she could never reach the pedestal that I had set you on; I knew it and she knew it but I owed her a good life and that's what we had." Jon smirked a little and shook his head. "She gave me a push to find you and my magic and I gave her what she always wanted, a family."
Amelie rolled her eyes and threw her hands down by her sides. "How noble of you, Jon. Do you still love her?"
"There is a piece of my heart that belongs to her and I will always have love for the mother of my children and the keeper of my sanity but I love you more than I have ever loved another." He protested passionately but the passion wasn't enough to convince Amelie.
"Is that why you wouldn't spend the night with me after the charity ball? Because you still love her or because you're still married?" Amelie took a step towards him slowly. "Did you just sleep with me to mess with my mind?"
"You were going to choose Klaus, I'm not blind! I gave up my morals for one night so that I could show you what you would miss out on if you chose him."
"That is so selfish of you. Why can't you be like Klaus? He has wished me the best even if I choose you."
"I was your first love, Amelie. I know you haven't lost those feelings for me yet." His eyes were almost pleading with her, he felt so stupid as he stood in front of his judge.
"First doesn't make it true." She whispered to herself as she closed her eyelids over her pale blue eyes. "Did you know I was trapped in a coffin?"
"Yes, every time Klaus went to visit your coffin, Alexander would find the resting place of my magic. I was lucky enough that Klaus visited you numerous times while in New Orleans or I wouldn't have found you."
"Thanks for saving me, it really shows me that you cared." She tried to hide her despair but it was written all over her face and as she moved to walk out of the house, Jon gripped her arm with all his might. It made her jump.
"I do care about you, I love you." He tried to stare her down but she pulled her arm away from him.
"Save the lies, Jon. Your magic was your top priority." She gave him a harsh look before she stormed out of his house, holding back the tears as she walked down the empty pavements. Her tears were too good for him.
While Amelie was out searching for the answers she desperately needed to find, Klaus enjoyed the peace and quiet while it lasted with a perfectly aged bottle of scotch. His mind repeated the night before on a loop making him smirk to himself. He looked at a little metal container behind his own personal bar and opened it up, a small stash of the finest Cuban cigars appeared in front of his face as if by magic. Even though they were Elijah's, Klaus couldn't help but light one up as he enjoyed his solitude for the first time in a long time. Pieces of the puzzle were starting to come together, he just had to hold on until they fit.
His perfect night in slowly crumbled as Hayley and Elijah returned, Hope sleeping soundly in her mother's arms. Klaus quickly disposed of the half-enjoyed cigar and walked into the foyer with his arms outstretched and a smile on his face. "And balance is restored, I was wondering when the noise was going to return."
"If we're a noise then you're a boom." Hayley smirked playfully as she took Hope up to her room.
"How have things been since we've been gone, brother?" Elijah asked after he watched his love disappear upstairs.
"Apart from Amelie triggering a curse she didn't know she had, everything has been fabulous."
"I'm glad to see you so happy again, but the next time you do feel so happy, please smoke your own cigars." Elijah winked and tapped his brother on the shoulder as he walked towards the bar, Klaus following behind him.
"I was looking for something to celebrate with and seen as Amelie wasn't here, I thought I'd treat myself."
Elijah raised a brow and looked over his shoulder at his younger brother, concern crossing his lips. "You let Amelie out?"
"She can leave the compound, she's no prisoner."
"How could you forget yourself Niklaus, tonight's the full moon; that's why Hayley and I returned tonight, so Hayley can guide her through her first transition."
Klaus' jaw seemed to drop to the floor; his mind had been full of promiscuity and arrogance that he forgot all about the impending moon that threatened to break through the clouds. He needed to find her, he wasn't going to let her go through her transition alone, he cared about her too much to let her fend for herself.
She was all alone on the dark streets; the sun had just set as she left the St Martine home and she was too angry and upset to go home to Klaus; kicking all her frustration out onto the full dumpsters in a shady alleyway was only giving her temporary release. She shoved her hands into her jacket pockets and took out a cigarette and her lighter, naively thinking that the nicotine rush would release her emotions or at least dull them. But even struggling to get the damned thing lit was contributing to the rage she was already feeling and when she got the cigarette lit, she took as long of a drag that her lungs would let her. Her phone buzzed in her pocket and when she saw that it was Klaus, she ignored the call; she didn't want to speak to anyone, she just wanted to wallow in self-pity. Amelie was mad at herself for trying to juggle two men, she was mad at Jon for keeping such a secret from her and she was mad at the world for letting everything happen. When the phone wouldn't stop it's incensing buzzing, she threw it against the brick wall and watched it break into hundreds of tiny pieces. She slid down against the wall and sat on the floor as she finally let the fury escape her tear ducts; she felt like a fool, she had been the pretty little fool that Jon wanted her to be all the while he used her to get his magic back. It felt as if things couldn't get any worse, but her pain was only beginning.
"She's not answering her phone and now it's just flatlined." Hayley announced as she watched Klaus drive through the city streets like a maniac. "Do you mind not trying to get us hurt? I'd like to reach Amelie in one piece."
"If she harms anyone while she is in her werewolf state, she will loathe herself for the rest of her life." Klaus gripped onto the steering wheel a little tighter and scanned the faces of the people on the pavements. "It'll be all my fault, I shouldn't have forgotten what day it was so easily."
"We're going to get to her in time." Hayley tried to remain hopeful, even if Klaus was already ready to admit defeat.
"Time's running out, Hayley. The full moon is almost upon us and all these people are about to become Amelie's dinner."
Hayley sighed and looked out of her window, looking everywhere for the pale blonde and finally she caught a glimpse of her in an alley, crying into her arms. "Stop the car!"
Klaus slammed on the brakes and the car screeched to a halt. He jumped out of the car and commanded Hayley into the driver's seat. He ran over to Amelie and crouched in front of her, rubbing her shoulders affectionately. "Love, we need to get out of here."
She looked up at him, her eyes already starting to glow amber. That's when the bone crunching pain kicked in as her body started to twist and contort, looking for a position to find relief. "I can't be transitioning already, I'm not ready." She cried out.
Klaus growled lowly as he scooped her off the wet and dirty floor. "No one's ever ready. You're going to be okay, love." He set her in the back seat of the land rover and stayed by her side. "How fast can we get to the bayou?"
"Ten minutes," Hayley sped off, heading towards the quickest detour. She glanced at Amelie in the mirror with a sympathetic gaze. "You're going to feel like you want to die, but trust me it gets easier."
"I confess," she groaned out in pain and shifted in her seat, "I'm really missing that coffin right now."
Klaus stroked her sweating forehead and watched her in disdain, "Don't try to fight the transition, it only makes things worse. We're almost out of the city, you will be okay Amelie."
She closed her eyes, praying that he was right but with every second the pain got worse. She couldn't hold the wolf inside her tiny body any longer and as she opened the door of the car, she jumped into the woodlands. Klaus reached over to the door, slamming it closed as Hayley put pressure on the breaks. Right in front of him, a silver wolf stared at him with the same pale blue eyes as Amelie's. He had never saw a wolf like it before and it made him speechless.
"I'll keep track of her, head home to Hope. She's going to be safe." Hayley said quietly.
Klaus nodded and swallowed back his astonishment. "If she comes home with even the tiniest scratch,"
"I know, you'll have my head." Hayley interrupted with an eye roll as she got out of the car. "I give you my word, she will be fine."
Klaus climbed into the front seat of the car, staring out of the passenger side window with a sense of longing; he didn't want to leave Amelie alone in the woods with a stranger to her, but Hayley was the right person to look after her and mentor her. Hope needed her father to be with her and with Amelie in capable hands, Hope's bedtime stories would have to be a distraction.
A:N Let me know what you guys think, was Amelie right to cut Jon off?