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 Twenty-Four

"Did you do it; did you give Amelie your potion?" Alec asked as soon as he set foot into Jacques' penthouse.

Alec was a smallish man with mousey brown hair and sharp features. He looked less threatening than Jacques but he was very strong, he had been undead for four centuries. When Jacques approached him, and placed his hands on his lover's face, he relaxed and leaned into the warm touch.

"Of course, she drank it all." He leaned into Alec with a pleased look, placing his own forehead on Alec's. "We'll have this city in our clutches soon enough and I'll have you by my side and my sister."

Alec stood on his tip toes and planted a small peck on Jacques' lips. "How long do you think it'll take Amelie to start eating her fiancé?"

"I'd give it a couple of hours, a day at the most." He pulled away from Alec and manoeuvred around the furniture until he was by his bookcase. He placed his finger on a book, his grimoire and alchemy book and glanced at Alec. "She wanted to meet you, she seemed pretty adamant."

"No way, not with the effect your brew had on her. She'd eat me for dinner." He took off his jacket and threw it on the back of one of the sofas. "But I'm surprised she didn't hiss at the idea of a homosexual brother."

"You know fine rightly that I enjoy both sexes," he pulled the book out of its home and flicked through the pages, "but I suspect that Amelie would accept me no matter what. I mean I told her I murdered my brother and she didn't batter an eyelid."

"Maybe she's more sinister than you thought."

"I can tell by her eyes that she's nothing but goodness. That will change in time."

"How can you tell by just looking into someone's eyes?"

Jacques looked up from his grimoire and raised a brow. "It's a skill of mine. Now, go put your jacket away… You know I hate clutter in my space."

With a wave of his hand, Alec did as he was told. Jacques could make him do anything with the love that he dangled in front of the vampire's face but with Jacques, everything was a façade; he cared truly about one person only, himself.

A new day woke Amelie up but it wasn't only the sunlight that broke her out of her sleep but the insatiable hunger that she felt. Her throat was dry and it felt like her veins called out for blood. She shook Klaus awake and stared down at him until he looked up at her.

"Why did you wake me?" he complained in a tired voice.

"I am starving, so starving that it hurts."

"There's food down there." He moved to roll over again but she gripped onto his arm.

"I need to feed, I need blood." She bit her lip and got out of bed quickly. She had fed since she became a hybrid but usually one feed lasted a week or more. This time the effects of the blood already felt like nothing.

"But you fed a couple of days ago, did you not?" he sat up and watched her pace back and forth with her fingers digging into her scalp.

"Yes, but I need more. I feel like I could just turn to dust any moment now."

Klaus got out of bed and rolled his eyes a little. "You're being dramatic but I think there's an emergency stash of blood somewhere. Stay here and calm down." He walked her back to their bed and sat her down.

As she looked up at him, she caught the sight of a bulging vein in his neck. She licked her lips and moved towards him slowly but he walked away before she got close enough to sink her fangs into him. Her hands sheltered her face as she tried to shake the thoughts of draining Klaus' body of blood out of her head. What was wrong with her and why was she having these urges? Amelie knew that she couldn't put Klaus in danger by staying but she couldn't stand to be away from him. She was just craving blood, that was the only explanation she had for herself and when she had her craving, any blood would do.

She almost jumped out of her skin when Klaus returned with a blood bag in hand. His face was shocked when he saw the state she had gotten herself into; she was shaking and digging her hands into the mattress. Klaus sat beside her and handed her the bag slowly but as soon as it was in her grasp, she became animalistic; slurping and sucking the bag as if it was prey. When he placed his hand on her shoulder, she shrugged him off and stood up, walking to the far corner of the room with her back to him.

"What has gotten into you, Amelie?" when she didn't reply he got onto his feet. "Amelie?"

She threw the empty bag onto the floor and turned to him, blood marking the corner of her mouth. "I need more."

"What's happened to you?" he took the tiniest step towards her but she put both hands out in front of her.

"Don't come any closer to me." She was pleading him with her eyes, she looked scared; she was scared. Scared of herself and the things she would do to Klaus if she got even the smallest smell of his blood.

"Talk to me, what's going through your head?"

"Do you really want to know? In my head, I can see myself sinking my teeth into your neck and sucking you dry. I don't know why I'm having these thoughts, but they're there."

"You want my blood?"

She nodded uncontrollably and wide eyed. "More than anything."

There was only one thing for him to do, one thing that would take away her craving. He bit into his wrist slowly and offered it to her. He watched her stare at the blood as it oozed out of his wound and before he knew it she was latched onto him like a leech. He could feel his legs buckle under him as she kept her teeth in his wrist, draining the life out of him. He cleared his throat and tried to move his arm away from her, but she followed as if she was magnetically attracted to his metallic blood.

"Amelie, enough." He said calmly at first but the more she kept going, the more he knew he had to show her a bit of force. "Stop! Let go of me." He pushed her away, watching her collide with the wall.

She stayed down, her eyes fixated on the floor as she tried to work out the reason why she wanted the blood of her own kind. "I don't know what's come over me, Klaus."

He watched the wound on his arm heal and gripped onto one of the bed poster's. "What the hell do you think you were doing?"

Amelie got onto her feet slowly and held onto herself tightly. "Do you really think I wanted to do that? I couldn't control myself."

"How long have you been having these cravings?"

"I woke up like this; starving and full of bloodlust."

"Did somebody do something to you? Have you taken something?"

She shook her head and closed her eyes. "Perhaps this is just me now, I wouldn't be surprised if Jon cursed me before he died. Just as things are starting to get better for me, something bad happens."

Klaus let go of his support and tip toed over to her as slowly as he could. "You stay here in this room and I'll find out what happened to you." When he got to her he placed his hands on her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. "We'll get you back to normal in no time."

"You need to get some blood into your system, I'm so sorry Klaus. I never wanted to hurt you."

He stroked the back of her head and smiled at her ever so slightly. "I know, love. Just go back to bed and I'll fix you."

She tried to find some comfort in his words, but there was none. Klaus implied she was broken but she had no recollection of these cravings or how they started. She put two and two together and came out with Jacques, but she didn't want to believe that he would stoop so low and hurt her like this. Once Klaus was gone, her bloodlust seemed to die down but it would only be a matter of time before she hurt him again and she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she harmed him one more time.

"What do you want, Klaus?" Margot asked from behind her apartment door. She looked like she hadn't been sleeping and her hair was a mess.

"I need to speak with Alexander. I assume he's still living with you."

"He is, but that doesn't mean that I'm going to invite you in." she said with a raise of her brow.

"Then tell him to come to the door; it's important." Klaus leaned on the door frame and caught a glimpse of the chaotic apartment. They had really let themselves go since Jon died, or perhaps it was Jacques' return that left them frantic.

"He's sleeping, can I take a message?"

Klaus let out a low growl and tried to plaster a smile onto his face. "Tell him that something's happened to Amelie and if he doesn't get up and help me, I will drop this pig sty around the two of you."

"I'm awake, don't go dropping buildings on people now." Alexander gave Margot a kiss on her cheek and stepped into the hallway. "Tell me what's happened."

"Amelie has started having cravings…"

"Cravings for what?" Alexander crossed his arms and turned to his frenemy, noting the panic in his eyes.

"Vampire blood. I've saw this once before from my father, but it was a witch who made him like that. This sudden urge has come from nowhere."

He took in a deep breath and shook his head. "I didn't do this."

"Did Jon?"

"Definitely not. But there's one more witch that you need to see before you get your answers."

"Let me hazard a guess, Jacques." Klaus placed his hands on his hips as he felt his blood start to boil inside of him. His stories about wanting to bond with his sister were purely fiction and now he just needed to find a way to show Amelie that.

"Of course, now we just need to find out what he's done to her so that I can try to reverse it before she does something she'll regret."

"Then we should find him and show him that he's made a very grave mistake."

"I have no idea where he lives, you're going to need to find out from Amelie and give me the details."

"Get yourself cleaned up while I'm gone, you don't want to face your enemy when you already look defeated." Klaus patted him on the shoulder before storming down the residential hallway.

By the end of the day he hoped he would have Amelie back to the way she was and her brother six foot under the city streets. Time would only tell.

The penthouse was quiet when Amelie arrived, she was unexpected but she knew that her brother would have nowhere else to go. She took the opportunity to nosey around his home and hopefully figure out what he did to her.

His bedroom was plain, white walls and wooden floorboards but pictures of him and Alec lined the room. She looked at the face of the man her brother called 'lover' and raised a brow, she expected Jacques' tastes to be different. She looked through his drawers hoping to find his spell book, thinking that he would be like her and hide his most personal belongings. With a growl, she slammed the drawers shut and stepped back into the main room and went straight for the book shelf. Before she could pick out the grimoire, the elevator doors opened and out stepped Alec with a startled look on his face. Amelie stood up straight and let out a heavy breath.

"You must be Alec."

"Who are you and how did you get in here?" he dropped his bags of shopping onto the floor and bared his fangs. "You are not welcome here."

Amelie rolled her eyes and stepped towards the stranger. "I'm Amelie, Jacques sister. Where is he, it's urgent."

He recomposed himself and let a smile break across his face. "Now that you told me who you are, I can kind of see the family resemblance." He swallowed back his fear of Amelie and took a step towards her with his hand out.

"We're family now," she took his hand and pulled him closer towards her, "I'm a hugger." She wrapped her arms around him tightly and stared at his neck. She wasn't going to drain him of his blood, she was going to leave him with a present.

"What have you done?" he gripped onto his neck as he scrambled away from his blonde torturer.

"I'm leaving Jacques a message, he messes with my life so I'll mess with his. Why did he do this to me?" she folded her arms across her chest and watched him inspect his wound in the mirror.

"I don't know, Amelie."

"That's a lie, lovers tell each other everything so I know that you know something."

"And as his love I'll take it to my grave." He glanced over at Amelie and flashed her a weak smirk. "You really are his sister… You're just as sadistic but not as smart."

"I'm not a sadistic person, I look out for the people that I care for and when someone does something to me that'll hurt them, I'll retaliate." She stepped towards him with a glowering stare. "So, how do I fix this?"

"You don't, from what I know it can't be fixed. If I were you, I'd leave this city and never return; not if you want the people you love to be safe." Alec held onto the fireplace and kept a tight grip as he stared at Amelie. "Jacques has me, he doesn't need you too."

"I'm starting to see that you and Jacques are well suited. Tell Jacques that he will regret this, that is if you're still alive to pass on that message."

As Amelie turned to go, Alec sprinted over and grabbed onto her arm. "Heal me first, please."

Amelie smirked a little and shrugged him off, stepping over to the elevator. "From what I know, my blood won't heal you. Let's hope Klaus takes mercy on you." As the doors started to close over, Amelie smiled at Alec and shot him a wink. "Have a lovely day."

A:N I hope you enjoyed this chapter, thanks for reading and I really hope you leave a little review!