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 Thirty-Three
There were only two choices, kill Alec or let him live; both had major consequences that Amelie didn't want to think about right now. She should be getting ready for her wedding, making sure that Freya and Hayley were in their dresses and having one last breakdown before she marries the love of her life. Instead she was staring at Alexander as he stared back at her, waiting for her to make a choice.
"I can't do this right now, I have to get to my wedding." Amelie started to walk away but paused and turned around again. "Actually, you know what? I'm going to do it… I'm going to kill him."
She marched past Alexander with such authority that it made him glad that he was on her side, but instead of ripping his heart out like she should've; she bit him on the neck, leaving her werewolf venom in his bloodstream.
"Why did you do that?"
"Because I've made my decision, if Jacques wants to carry on with his plan to bring this DeMarco thug to New Orleans so that he can have the city, then his boy toy will die."
"You're not going to know if he's lying to you or not, the man has been lying to you from the very start and you weren't able to tell."
"That's why you're going to cast a truth spell on him or something like that; that is possible, isn't it?" Amelie looked at Alexander, willing him to say yes.
"Of course, but I'm going to have to spike his drink. The serum I have has to be in his system before you try to get the truth out of him."
She nodded and waved for him to follow her back to the outside world. "He's going to be by my side at the table so you're going to have to get me that serum after the ceremony is finished. Once I've laced his drink I'll give you a signal and you make a toast. It's the only way I can think of making him drink it."
"I can think of another, tie the bastard up and force it down his throat."
Amelie looked over her shoulder at him and raised a brow. "I'm not going to tolerate violence at our wedding; this is a special day, one that I've been longing for since I fell for Klaus. No one is to be harmed tonight or they will feel my wrath."
He was overseeing that everything was set up exactly how he envisioned the chapel to be. He had been in Amelie's head more than enough to know that she wanted more flowers than she could count. He took in a deep breath as he admired what the compelled decorators accomplished in a few short hours and looked at Elijah with a smile.
"It's coming together nicely, isn't it?"
"I don't know what possessed you to have a wedding in such short notice, brother." Elijah said as he shook his head. "With everything going on, this just adds to the stress."
"With every day that passes, the threat of losing Amelie grows; Jacques could attack us at any moment with whatever trick he has up his sleeve and with her pregnancy, time is of the essence. I know her, and I know that she doesn't want to be waddling down the aisle. I guess this is all for my own selfish gains as well."
Elijah raised a brow and turned to Klaus. "How so?"
"Because I want her so desperately to be my wife," Klaus stepped over to one of the pews and ran his finger tip along one of the tiny white petals, "I don't know how I ever kept her in a coffin for eighty years when she has been the only person to ever, truly understand me."
Elijah stepped over to him and placed his hand on Klaus' shoulder. "Go get into your tux, I'll make sure that Kol is officiated and I'll finish off my speech. And for heaven's sake, Niklaus, loosen up. You're getting married in a couple of hours."
Klaus nodded and marched up the aisle. "I'll have a drink for you, wouldn't want you stumbling over your words."
Amelie stepped into her dress and pulled it over her frame, watching herself in the mirror as Hayley zipped up the dress for her. She turned to the side and admired the prominent bump as she ran her hands over the lace dress. Her baby was growing every day and Amelie just wanted it to slow down, motherhood was a little frightening. She turned to Hayley and Freya with a smile and slid into the white pumps that were set out for her, she tried to keep her mind off her fears, but it was stuck in the back of her mind. What if her plan didn't fall into place and someone got hurt? She wouldn't be able to forgive herself if someone died due to her negligence.
"I can't believe this is happening tonight, I feel like pinching myself to see if it's real or just a dream." She said as she let go of all the bad thoughts that stormed her mind. This was the day she had been waiting for, for eighty years.
"It's like a whirlwind but when it's right, it's right." Hayley said as she changed Hope into her matching, pink dress.
"I wonder how my brother is handling all of this." Freya said as she took a seat, peering at the clock on the wall. She had to make sure that Amelie made it to the chapel on time or Klaus would have her head.
"He's probably nervous. I know that he wants nothing more than to marry Amelie."
"I don't think he'll be nervous, if anything, he'll be excited. He's going to be marrying my beautiful sister." Jacques said as he stepped into the room, he smiled as he watched Hayley shudder in either terror or disgust, he was happy with either emotion. "You look like an absolute darling."
Amelie turned to him and stepped towards him, her hands outstretched to him. When he took her hands, she squeezed them gently. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you before left for the chapel. You are still wanting me to walk you down the aisle, aren't you?"
"Of course, you're the only family that I have and my only sibling. There's nothing that I would want more." She pressed a kiss on his cheek and closed her eyes for a moment. "Freya, Hayley… Could you give us a moment, please?"
Jacques watched as the two women and Hope left the room and turned to his sister. "Is everything okay?"
"I want you to know that I really appreciate you doing this for me and I would like to keep any drama to a minimum."
"What on earth are you talking about?"
"Alexander will be at our wedding, he's my friend and he has a right to be there. I don't want you scaring him off or doing anything that might ruin my big day."
"As much as I hate him, I would never jeopardise something that's so important to you," he placed his hand on his chest and bowed his head slightly, "You have my word, Amelie."
His word meant nothing to her; her brother was a man of action, not words. "I just want to make it clear that if you ruin this night for me, I will not tolerate it and any hope of a relationship between us will be extinguished."
"Nothing will happen, have a bit of faith in your brother. I know how to behave myself sometimes." He flashed her a white smirk and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I will be waiting for you at the chapel, sœur." He lingered in the doorway for a moment, he couldn't believe that she was giving him another chance; he had never had a blood relation and he did want things to work between them, mainly for his own personal gains but the intention was there somewhere.
Klaus waited at the alter nervously, chatting to his brothers as he tried to keep his mind off his nerves. He rarely felt like this, but Amelie brought out Klaus' emotional side, he wasn't sure if he liked other people knowing that he had that side or not, but he wasn't going to hide it today. His heart skipped a beat as the music started to play, he saw his daughter first, walking with Hayley and Freya. He waved at Hope before Elijah turned him around to face the alter.
"I'll tell you when to look, Nik. You're going to want to be surprised."
"You know I never liked surprises." He smiled at him and listened for Amelie's footsteps. The sound of their guests getting out of their seats made it very clear to him that his bride had arrived, and he wasn't going to wait for Elijah's instruction to catch his first glimpse of her.
She came around the corner, clinging onto Jacques' arm for dear life. She let out a deep breath as she stepped down the aisle, keeping her eyes locked on Klaus as she walked down the long aisle. Klaus couldn't help but grin at her; she looked like an angel in her white gown. He appreciated the way the dress cascaded down her body and he loved the way she wasn't afraid of showing off their bump to the word. He wanted to kiss her so badly, not being allowed to only tortured him. He watched Jacques place a kiss on her cheek in anguish, but he tried his best not to let her see it in his eyes. Once he had passed his sister over to Klaus, he could breathe a sigh of relief; she was safer when Jacques was kept at a distance. Kol stepped onto the podium and obnoxiously tapped his papers off the wood with a smirk.
"Beloved guests, I know exactly what you're all thinking, and I am aware that I am the most handsome ordained official in the state. Quite possibly the world, but today isn't about me, I'm afraid. Today is about a beautiful bride and my brother, the two of whom have a very confusing yet oddly romantic love story. If any of you have known my brother for a considerable amount of time, you will know that no one ever expected to see him standing here and for that I have to say to Niklaus, well done. To the sweet Amelie, I wish you the best of luck because I'm sure you're well aware that he can be a handful. The bride and groom have prepared their own vows, Amelie will go first because after today, Klaus will never get the last word in."
She looked up at Klaus, staring into his soul as she ran her fingertips along the top of his hand. "We haven't had the easiest life together and together we've overcame every possible obstacle; I don't want to live my life with anyone else because there's no one that I love more than you, Klaus. I promise that I'll be with you, always and forever, by your side. I will support you and pick you up when you fall. Together, we're going to have the most amazing life," she reached up and touched his cheek, smiling when he kissed the palm of her hand, "you're not going to be alone anymore."
Kol nodded at Klaus, throwing a cheeky wink his way. "And now for your vows to Amelie."
He took in a deep breath, glancing at the floor as he tried to recall the vows he had prepared; but they didn't compare to how he felt in his heart. He was going to speak freely, if there was ever a time, it should be now. "I have felt a lot of regret when it's came to our relationship, you have always been the right woman but the way I've treated you has been so wrong. I thought that I did everything to protect you, but by sealing you away from the world, I just protected my heart from the pain and rejection that I feared you would gift me; how wrong I was. I almost lost you to someone else and I vow to you, I will be nothing but gracious and indebted to you for showing me true love. I love you more than words, always and forever, I will be yours. You're bringing another perfect child of mine into the world and now, more than ever, I feel complete. You've brought me the acceptance I've been searching for my whole life."
"I think those are the nicest words that have ever came from my brother's mouth, before he says anything to change my mind, Hope, will you present your father and Amelie with the rings?"
Hope got up from her seat and approached the alter, the rings protected in the palm of her hand. Her father crouched down to her level and kissed her on the head once the rings were in his possession. Kol removed himself from the podium and clasped his hands behind his back, looking between the couple with raised brows.
"My dear, slip the ring onto Klaus' finger and tell me, do you take Niklaus Mikaelson to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
She bit her lip as she placed the ring on his finger and nodded. "I do."
Kol turned to his brother and waved for him to do the same, watching as he placed the ring onto Amelie's finger. "And do you take Amelie Bouchard to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I definitely do." He grinned proudly.
"Does anyone object to this union? Speak now or forever hold your peace." Kol waited for a moment, his eyes catching Jacques'. When he said nothing, Kol turned back to the couple with a smile. "Then ladies and gentlemen, by the power vested to me by the State of Louisiana, I introduce to you Niklaus and Amelie Mikaelson." He looked at Klaus, his sneer returning. "I know you've been waiting for this moment all day, so you may kiss your bride."
He rolled his eyes at Kol before looking down at Amelie's angelic face, scooping her face into his hands and planting a smooch that could rival ever passionate kiss they had ever shared. He was hers and she was his and if anyone tried to come in between them, then there would be hell to pay.
A:N They're married! I promise that next chapter will be longer because a lot of drama will be going down at the reception. Thank you for all the follows and favourites, I hope you are enjoying this story.