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 Sixteen

Christmas Day was everything that Freya had wished for her family. The tree that her and Hayley had spent hours perfecting looked amazing and the dinner that Elijah helped Amelie cooked was delightful. Hope and Klaus had spent most of the morning constructing a princess' castle that Santa had brought for her and it showcased Klaus in his element; everyone was finally happy. The only downside was Kol was nowhere to be found and Rebekah still had the mark on her arm, but they couldn't stay low in spirits, not when Hope was dressed in her bright red tutu and running around the compound in her childlike innocence.

"What was Christmas like growing up for you, Amelie?" Freya asked as she held the rim of her wine glass to her lips. "I'm sure it was nothing like this."

"It definitely wasn't as extravagant as this, we didn't have much growing up you see but my mother always kept the tree finely decorated with apples and pears."

"You decorated your tree with fruit?" Hope gasped, her mind was almost blown by the revelation. It was very strange to everything she was used to.

"Amelie comes from a different time from the two of us," Hayley explained with a smile, patting the top of her head tenderly.

"And we didn't open our presents on Christmas Day either," Amelie added, leaning over the table with a grin, "we got to open them a day early."

"You were so lucky." She giggled as she glanced over at her presents. "I was so excited all night for this morning."

"I'm more fortunate now than I ever was." Amelie took Klaus' hand under the table and looked at him with a sort of twinkle in her eye.

"Our first Christmas together in Chicago, Amelie made a salmon dinner instead of turkey; it's just how they did things in France." He smiled at her as they shared the memory. She broke into a fit of laughter as he turned to Hope and widened his eyes. "You can imagine that I was very surprised."

"I bet you still ate every piece, just like you always do Nik." Elijah interjected with a smirk. "I'm shocked to see food still left on your plate."

"This feast was fit for a king but the king is unable to finish it." He patted his stomach and took a small sip of cider. "I don't know where I'm going to fit the yule log the two of you made."

"We'll save it for later." Freya said as she started to collect the dishes. "Dinner was lovely Elijah and Amelie and there's plenty of leftovers for a turkey and stuffing sandwich tomorrow."

Amelie looked around the table at her new family as they passed all their leftovers to Freya and smiled to herself. She turned to Klaus and squeezed his hand gently. "I'll be back in a moment."

"Is everything alright, love?" he said lowly and affectionately.

"I just need to freshen up." She patted his leg and moved towards the staircase, watching over the Mikaelson family for a moment before retiring up to the second floor.

When she was gone, Klaus turned to his brother and cleared his throat. "Elijah, may I have a word with you in private?"

Hayley glanced at Elijah as he got up and followed Klaus into the kitchen, closing the doors behind them.

Klaus had been unusually quiet all day and his older brother could tell that something was on his mind. He had his hands stuffed in his pockets and it looked like he was having a conversation with himself in his head.

"Is everything okay, Nik. You seem very distanced." Elijah crossed his arms and watched him inattentively. "Are you having second thoughts about Amelie?"

"What? Of course, not!" he scoffed as he turned to his brother. "I have been thinking a few things over since Amelie came back into my life and I realise that I've never been happier."

"So, what's with the private chat?"

"I want your blessing before I proceed with anything, as the eldest male of our family I wanted your blessing before I continued with my plan." Klaus pulled his hands out of his pockets and along with it, a small velvet box. "I want to ask Amelie to marry me."

"Klaus, this is so unexpected," Elijah was taken aback by his brother's words, he didn't know what to say. For the first time in a long time, he was dumbfounded.

"I was looking for a present for her and my eyes kept roaming to this beautiful teardrop diamond ring and I knew that I had to get it for her." He walked over to his brother excitedly and showed him the beautiful ring. "It's going to look so good on her finger."

Elijah stared down at the ring and let out a quiet sigh. "It's a very stunning ring Klaus, but,"

"I knew there was going to be a but coming up." Klaus snapped the box closed and placed it back into his pocket.

"Isn't it a little soon? She's only been back in your life for a few short months and for much of that time she was caught up in a triangle between you and that St Martine man."

"And she chose me and said that I was her true love, since she's been back in our home she has confessed to me that she always wanted to have a big wedding and have the perfect life with me. I know marriage was never on the cards for me, but for her I wish to make that exception." Klaus placed his hands upon Elijah's shoulders and looked at him with pleading eyes. "I would rather continue with your blessing."

The eldest Mikaelson finally broke a smile and patted his brother on the back. "You have my blessing, Niklaus. I just hope she says yes."

"I know she will." He beamed slightly and took a deep breath. "I'm going to go up and ask her soon."

They were interrupted by the sounds of plates crashing and Freya's screams. They looked at each other with concern on their face and rushed into the main foyer where they saw Freya crouched on the floor, holding her head and Hope watching on, scared to death. Jon was standing by the tree, a devilish look on his face.

"Klaus Mikaelson, I thought I'd let myself in."

Klaus turned to Elijah and nodded over at Hope. "Get her out of here."

Elijah sped over to his terrified niece and scooped her up in his arms. "You're okay sweetheart." They rushed off onto the empty streets and went up to Amelie's old apartment.

"Where's the love of our lives?" Jon stepped towards the dinner table and picked at the scraps, glancing down at Freya. "Oh, hush up, it doesn't hurt that much."

"You will pay for this." She groaned out, glaring up at him.

"My thoughts exactly. How dare you step into my home and terrorise my family!" Klaus growled as he stepped towards Jon, but suddenly his mind felt as if it was being boiled.

"Since I first laid eyes on the pitiful man that thought he could take away my Amelie from me, I thought of all the ways I could end your tragic life. But then I heard you were invincible and it gave me a few ideas." Jon explained as he placed a bit of cold turkey into his mouth and moved around the table. "I just want her to be mine, all mine."

"Let them go, Jon. Now." Amelie barked from the top of the stairs. All eyes were on her as she moved quickly down the staircase.

"I'm afraid not mon amour. You see, I'm just a shell of a man without you. I can't let you be with this monster when you can be with me."

Amelie crouched down beside Klaus and placed her hand on his face. It didn't take away his pain but it made him feel a little better. She stared up at the man she once loved with hate in her eyes. "I don't want to be with you, I know it, Klaus knows it and deep down you know it."

As Jon started to laugh, Amelie tried to work out a way to get rid of him. She hated herself a little but for being the main reason for all of this, but she didn't ask for any of it; all she wanted was a nice Christmas with the person she loves.

"You're such a fool for thinking that I can't force you to be with me." He closed his eyes and started to say a spell, he was so entranced by it.

Amelie grabbed a carving knife from the table and ran towards him but he blocked her with his magic, making her stuck to the floor. She struggled with all her might but she couldn't break free.

"What are you doing!?" she screamed desperately.

"Something that I should've done a long time ago… Get rid of the competition." He said as he finished the spell with a smirk. "You can't spend your life with a living statue."

She looked over her shoulder at Klaus as he stopped writhing in pain. He was just still, like a mannequin. He didn't even blink, not once.

"Can't you see that you belong with me?" Jon took a small step towards her but she held the knife in front of her body, pointed at him. He held his hands up defensively and cocked his head. "You must have some feelings for me."

"It's called hatred. I was a fool for ever loving you." She laughed a little and shook her head with her eyes closed. "I'd rather die than be with you."

"Oh, come on, Melie… Do you even remember that I used to call you that? You used to love it when I purred your nickname in your ear."

She kept her eyes squeezed shut and started to grind her teeth. "I was a sixteen-year-old girl, a stupid teenager." She opened her eyes and held the knife to her throat. "As I said, I would rather die than be a slave to you."

Jon was stunned when she moved the blade to her own throat and went to stop her but she warned him to stop. He threw his hands by his side, remembering that once she stopped breathing, so did he. Amelie was always so stubborn, he was going to have to talk her off this ledge.

"Dying wouldn't change anything, you would die to kill me."

"I would die saving Klaus from this affliction you've spelled onto him." She spat out.

"Just as he did to you?"

"I've moved past that, lies hurt me more than that ever could… As you remember from our last conversation."

He waved his finger at her and shifted his weight. "I came clean in the end."

"When you were caught out. Face it Jon, you will never get me back. The damage was done and although I couldn't admit it for a time, a long time, I love Klaus more than I ever loved you."

She fixed the grip on the knife as she motioned to slit her throat but before she could do the deed, Jon blurted out, "Your brother is alive."

Amelie shook her head and smirked a little. "How petty can you be? My brother died before I was even born. Nothing you can say will stop me from ending your pathetic existence."

"Jacques is here, Amelie and if you ever want to meet him, you'll need to keep my brother and I alive." He threw his threats around as if they meant something, but she couldn't be reasoned with. He tried to ruin her happiness.

"Goodbye Jon, forever."

She ran the blade across her neck, digging in deep. As she choked on her blood, the life from Jon started to fade and as they both lay dying on the floor, Klaus was freed from his paralysis. He rushed over to Amelie and bit into his wrist, trying to feed her his blood but she was gone. Freya ran to his side and pulled him away from her body, tears filling her eyes.

"Klaus, she's gone. There's nothing we can do." Her voice broke as she watched her brother break down in front of him.

"Why would she do this? Why would she leave me?" his eyes watered up but he was too angry at Jon for doing all of this that he wouldn't allow them to fall.

"Can't you see that she loved you so much that she sacrificed herself to save you?" Freya held her younger brother's face in her hands and made him look at her. "She loved you so much Klaus, she didn't die in vain."

Klaus' eyes roamed onto Amelie's lifeless face and he swallowed hard. "Get Elijah, tell him to remove this pest's body. I need time alone to clean her up. I can't leave her covered in blood." He got onto his feet slowly and wiped away a stray tear. When Freya stayed on the floor beside Amelie's body he screamed, "Go! Leave me with her!"

She got up slowly and threw him a sympathetic look before running out of the Mikaelson home.

He scooped up her lifeless body and took her up the stairs, laying her on the bed that they shared. He leaned on the dresser, his head in his arms and his eyes closed. He couldn't look at her face, it wasn't her anymore. It was just her body.

When he eventually lifted his head, he noticed that the blood she took from him was gone. The crystal glass was empty once again. His eyes rolled towards Amelie and a smile broke through his sobs. He couldn't help but laugh, thankful for her decision.

"Amelie, you are a cruel, cruel woman."

A:N I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I finally wanted to make Amelie a hybrid and I had to add a little twist into the story. Leave me a review if you want to see what happens next.