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-Four

They had their family and friends sitting around them as they sat at the top of the room, whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears. Klaus finally had everything that he ever wanted, but he couldn't help but think that something was going to go wrong; he had noticed Alexander lurking around Jacques' table. For someone that despised him so much, he was hanging around closely. Amelie noticed where Klaus' gaze kept going and placed her hand on his cheek, turning his head back towards her. She couldn't have him involved in this, Jacques wouldn't hurt her, but he would hurt her husband.

"I don't suppose you fancy dancing with me?" she pressed her lips together as she kept his eyes on her.

"Wouldn't you rather wait until everyone has said their toasts and threw their well wishes our way?"

She shook her head, she needed to be alone with Jacques after he sipped his wine at the toast; Amelie didn't know how much time Alexander's serum would buy her. She wasn't going to risk anything throwing her plan off the tracks.

"I have waited eight decades to be called Amelie Mikaelson and now that I am a Mikaelson, I want us to share our first dance." She got onto her feet before he could protest anymore and held her hand out to him. "Dance with me, please."

He let out a chuckle and took her hand before getting onto his feet. "Of course, I'll dance with you." He let her lead him to the dance floor and waved their family and friends towards them so that they could watch them.

Once Amelie was in the middle of the room, clinging onto Klaus as they swayed to the live band, she locked eyes with Alexander. It was time for him to execute his part of the plan, the only problem was, Jacques was sat at his seat, watching his sister from the gap between partygoers. He took in a deep breath and stood behind him, his hand rested on the back of his chair.

"Don't fancy a closer look?" he said to Jacques in a hushed tone.

"My view is fine from here."

"You know that Amelie wants a dance with you straight after," he said it loud enough for her ears to pick up and folded his arms across his chest, "seen as you're the only family she's got. Brides usually dance with their fathers…"

"She didn't mention a dance to me, I'm surprised she mentioned it to you."

"I guess she wanted to surprise you."

"That's my sister for you, full of surprises." Jacques got onto his feet, staring at his nemesis from over his shoulder, a cold smirk on his face. "I don't want to disappoint her."

Alexander waited for Klaus and Jacques to switch positions before he slipped his serum into Jacques' wine. Once he was finished, he winked at Amelie before moving back to his own table, taking his seat beside Margot. He gripped onto her hand and shared a smile with her before turning his attention back to the dancefloor. If Jacques ever found out that he had spiked his drink, then he would be a dead man.

"You know, I was delightfully surprised when Alexander mentioned to me about your wishes to share a dance with me. I thought you would've mentioned something to me." He looked down at his sister's face, a coy look crossing his face.

"I wasn't sure if I wanted to, I kept talking myself out of it. After everything that we've been through, I want to leave the past in the past and move on with our lives; but only if you're willing to."

"I think I can put a couple of things behind me." He flashed a small smile at her, but it left as quickly as it came. "Can you forgive my past transgressions; I feel like you're holding onto some sort of resentment against me."

She glanced at the floor and repositioned her hand on his shoulder. Amelie hated lying, she had been doing it to Jacques for a while, but it had to be done to protect Klaus and his family. "To be truthful, I do hate you more than I love you, but I think after everything you've done to me, that's justifiable." When he looked taken back by her statement, she squeezed his shoulder. "But it can be fixed with time."

"Give me the time and I'll mend our relationship." When the music finished and a new song came on, Jacques pulled away from his sister and glanced towards Klaus as he watched from their table with a raised brow. "I believe it's time for the toast and your new husband looks very eager to have you back by his side." He placed a soft kiss on her forehead and nodded at her. "Go, be with your husband."

Amelie gripped onto his hand which made him turn his attention back to her. "After the toast, will you meet me on the balcony?"

"What for?"

"The first step in mending our relationship."

"I'll be there."

"Most of the people in this room have only known my brother, Nik for a short time," Elijah started as he stood beside his brother, staring at him proudly, "but I've known him his whole life. I watched him play as a child, become a stubborn and ruthless hybrid and rule a city passionately. But apart from becoming a father, I have never saw my brother as happy as he is today and that is down to the wonderful Amelie. The love that the two of them share hasn't always been perfect, but no relationship is. What is perfect is the love that has stemmed from these two hearts that we are here to celebrate so I implore you to raise your glasses and toast to the happy couple." Elijah tipped his glass slightly towards his brother and his wife before raising his glass of champagne into the air. "To Niklaus and Amelie Mikaelson, may you have a wonderful marriage."

Amelie clinked her champagne flute of water against Klaus' glass of wine and took a small sip as she watched his lips curl into a smile. She was about to excuse herself from the table when she noticed Jacques making his way to their table; his untouched glass of wine hanging from his hand. She raised a brow at him and watched as he made himself comfortable in front of the crowd.

"Beloved guests," he started as he removed his jacket, throwing it over his shoulder as he smirked at the eyes that were on him, "many of you have no idea who I am, I'm Jacques Delcroix and I have the pleasure of having Amelie as my dearest little sister." He glanced over his shoulder at her and turned slightly to face her head on. "Siblings fight and we have done plenty of fighting in the short space of time that we've known each other but one thing that I've learned about you is how much fire you have in your heart to keep fighting for what you want. You've turned out to be an astounding woman and I just know that by the way you protect the Mikaelson clan that you will be an amazing mother to that child of yours. So, my toast is to you, and I'm positive that Klaus will toast along with me, to the beautiful bride."

Amelie didn't know what to do, should she believe his words or was this all another act? Whatever it was, she watched him sip at his laced drink and took a sip of her own. As she set her glass down, she felt her emotions overwhelm her and she got up from the table slowly.

"Is everything okay, love?" Klaus looked concerned as he reached out for her hand.

"I need some air. I didn't expect Jacques' words to touch me as much as they did. Excuse me." She let go of his hand and made her way to the balcony as quickly as she could.

The cool breeze on her flushed cheeks calmed her down and her short time alone allowed her to regain her trail of thoughts. When the door to the balcony opened with a click, she looked around to see Jacques, smiling at her. He took the space beside her and rested his arms on the railings as he stared down at New Orleans. They were silent, none of them knowing who should speak first.

"We've got a lot to work out, don't we?" he said as he looked down at her.

"There's a couple of things that I wanted to ask you and I want you to be truthful."

He nodded and prepared himself for what he assumed to be hard hitting questions. "I promise that I'll answer them honestly."

"Do you despise me?"

He could feel the lie he was trying to tell her choke him, he didn't want to tell the truth, he had gotten away with lying for so long but now his lies were blocked.

"Yes, although not as much as when we first met."

"Did you mean any of the words you said during your toast?" she turned her head towards him, her blue eyes meeting his.

"Yes, unfortunately I find myself loving you unconditionally."

She smiled slightly, but his admission made what he was planning hurt even more. "Are you still planning on trying to take over this city or have you given up on your plan?"

He bit the tip of his tongue as his sister's eyes glared at his face. "I won't stop until it's mine and I don't care if I have to cut down every Mikaelson on my way to get it."

"I'm included in that, aren't I?"

"No."

"But you need me to tear them apart from the inside, don't you?"

"Yes, Amelie." He said sharply. "What have you done to me? What spell has Alexander cast?"

She sighed as she ignored his question and looked away from him. "What did you want DeMarco to do when he got here?"

"Reunite the Seven Devils and help me regain power." His grip on the railings tightened until his knuckles turned white. "How do you know about DeMarco?"

"I have Alec, got him before he stepped onto a train heading to New York."

"Where is he?"

"Probably passed out from the double dose of werewolf venom in a storage unit." When Jacques stepped towards her threateningly, she held up her finger and pulled a vial of Klaus' blood from the bust of her dress. "If you want to save him, you're going to have to keep me alive or you won't know where to go and you won't have the blood to save him."

He snatched the vial from her hand and stared at her for a moment. "Text me the address and for your sake, he better be alive when I get there."

She watched him march through the door and let out a sigh of relief. Amelie got the answers she was looking for and now the only thing she had to do was come clean to Klaus. Hopefully he would be merry enough on the wine to not be too angry with her.

"What's going on because by the way Jacques stormed out of here, I can tell that you've done something?" Klaus had watched Jacques storm out of the venue, it was hard to ignore, he pretty much pushed Alexander over a table. He wasn't happy, whatever Amelie had been planning, she should've told him.

"I just needed to get some answers from Jacques with Alexander's help. Everything's sorted, let's just enjoy the rest of this night." She played with the buttons on his shirt, but she wasn't going to get herself out of this mess that easily.

"Amelie, you can't keep secrets from me, not when it comes to Jacques. He's dangerous and you could get hurt again."

"I know and I'm sorry. I'll be truthful in the future, but I didn't want you stopping me." She looked up at him and clenched her jaw. "Remember that night at the compound, when Jacques was coming to dinner and I informed you that Alec was missing?"

Klaus raised a brow and placed a hand on his hip. "Yes, I remember it vividly."

"I'm the reason he disappeared, and I have him locked up in a storage unit, dosed on my venom."

He let out a sigh and ran the palm of his hands over his eyes. "I don't want to know anymore, not tonight anyway. We'll put this to bed for now but in the morning, you are coming clean about everything."

"I'll fill you in over breakfast."

"No, you will tell me the moment your eyes open."

"You're going to be so angry with me." She warned him as she slipped her arm around his waist.

"I don't doubt that, but that's tomorrow's problem."