Chapter 16: Blood in the water
Caroline Forbes' Home, Living world
It's been long since Caroline had last set foot on Virginia Coast Reserve's beaches. It was still beautiful, wild and full of life. She walked into the ocean; felt her heels sink into the sand and the bottom of her pants getting wet but she went on. She walked until she had to swim and swim long after that. By now all of her black clothes were drenched; however the temperature of the water was pleasant. Finally Caroline saw a man ahead of her but the sun was low, she could not decipher who it was. She needed to know so she moved faster but she started to sink like she had a heavy weight attached to her ankle.
-"Get rid of your clothes love, those are for mourning." Klaus' voice instructs her while she fights to keep her head out of the water.
-"Klaus!" she exclaims with panic. Now she could saw him swimming on the spot a few inches from her.
-"Undress or you will drown." He says frowning but he didn't give her a hand either. Caroline's strength finally ran out and she came under the surface so in order to survive; she did what she was told. Klaus was right, every time she got rid of piece of clothes she felt alleviated yet she did it reluctantly. When she was done, Klaus arched an eyebrow at her, looking at her black underwear.
-"Really?!" she says irritated but she still felt that weight so she left her bra and panties sink into the ocean. Klaus smiled –a real one, the one she preferred- and reached down to her.
-"Hold on to me love and don't let go." He orders as he grabs her legs and wraps them around his hips. That when she realised that he was as naked as she was. They closed eyes, focused on the felling of each other skin, of each other presence until they became painfully aware of the distance that separated them. Caroline felt her nipples erect against his torso and tensions built up in her belly; he had to feel it too because his hold on her ass tightened deliciously. Klaus kissed her like they were no tomorrow making her moan, scratch and grind against its hard self as she was a wild animal.
-"What do you want love?" he asks after he has broken the kiss;
-"Wha..at do you mean? I want this." Caroline stutters. She had no idea where this came from. The situation was clear enough, it didn't need much more subtitle!
-"No...Tell me what you desire." Klaus insists smirking;
-"I don't know what is it you want me to say." She tells him clueless;
-"And that the issue." He replies losing his smile;
-"I know what I wanted." says a very pregnant and naked Hayley who had appeared a few inches away from them. All wet and crowned she looked like a fertility goddess, Caroline thought bitterly. Her arm had snaked around Klaus' shoulder as she was saying her piece and he looked at her wickedly. That made Caroline's vampire face show and yowl in warning. He chuckled while Hayley arched her eyebrow before disappearing into the water.
-"Good, tell me more love: what do you want?" Klaus continues;
-"I...I..." Caroline hesitates again and he sighs showing his disappointment;
-"Because I know what I want." Klaus states before sinking his fangs into her throat. She moaned as the familiar sensation of mixed pain and pleasure hit her with full force. The bite of another vampire was usually an erotic experience but Klaus was a werewolf as well which meant his fangs also disseminated venom. That made things more extreme.
-"Slow down." Caroline demands, feeling too weak;
-"How could you possibly know what is good for you, you don't even know what you want. As for me, I will settle with all of you." He responds looking up all bloody and smirking before going back to her neck. She tried to untangle herself from him but his grip was so strong and she was dizzy. Soon the water around them turned red then Klaus pulled her under while she screamed silently. The feeling of dread made Caroline's eyes to open; she let her head fell on her pillow in relief when she realized where she was.
First precinct, Bâton Rouge, Living World
-"For God's sake Helen he was my suspect!" Miria exclaims. She was intimidating when she was crossed but her interlocutor had lived with her most of her life so she could hold her ground by now.
-"How could I knew?! Yet I got him and I handed back to you didn't I?" Helen points out "Losing a perfect bounty in the process..." she adds looking at her teal green nails. If the two women shared similar features with their blond hair, blue eyes and all, they could not be more different in temper as their tastes in fashion demonstrated it. Indeed, Helen wore some black leather pants with a revealing black brassiere, a perfecto jacket and military footwear whereas Miria's clothes comprised grey pants and jacket suits with a white mull top. Moreover Miria's makeup was usually light while Helen's wasn't. Today her lips were teal green and her eyes smoky. As for their blond hair, when Miria always tied up her own into a quick messy bun, her comrade's straight one was cut short and parted on the middle with the help of a French braid that a few grey and black locks enlivened.
-"I would have appreciated the gesture if you had not used your powers in front of humans, what would you have done if Albert hadn't been there to compel them to forget!" Miria replies curtly in Japanese -for discretion-. Indeed, if she wasn't on duty anymore, they were still in front of the precinct.
-"Will it be so much of a tragedy?" Helen says with some attitude that gets Miria to cut short the exchange:
-"Go, we will discuss this matter tonight." she orders since she still outranks her as a claymore. Helen glared at Miria but eventually headed for the bar she own in the city. The Detective looked at her retreating back for a time then walked to her apartment. On her way home a stranger called her name so she turned around:
-"Yes, who is asking?" A voluptuous she-vampire (Miria could sensed it) with long blond wavy hair, sun kissed skin and blue eyes stood confidently in front of her;
-"Right, I don't know how you could be of help" the stranger says looking her up and down "but Nick and Elijah seems to think otherwise so.";
-"I beg your pardon?" the claymore responds arching an eyebrow. The woman was so openly condescending, it was almost comic.
-"Where could we talk?" she answers and Miria gesture to a little café nearby since inviting an unknown vampire at her apartment was out of the question. The place would be empty at this time of the day and was owned by a friend.
-"Now, could you tell me who you are and what the reason of this meeting is?" Detective Gensö demands once they had settled and she greeted the owner;
-"I'm Rebeka Mikaelson. I'm here because my two brothers seem to think that you could give a hand. They have died recently and you will help bring them back." She reveals, straight to the point. Since Bâton Rouge and New Orleans were not far from one another, Miria heard about the infamous Mikaelson. So she had no desire to get involved in their mess even thought Rebeka wasn't ready to hear it.
-"I'm sorry for your brother, truly, but how could I and why would I do that?" Miria replies truthfully;
-"I thought you would want to help the others [while she is speaking with such fire, Rebeka slides a paper on the table that reaches Miria] although if they don't motivate you, be certain that I will." The claymore's eyes fell on the object where one could read:"We took care of the Hollow. Stuck in a broken piece of the Other Side. Contact Miria or Helen Gensö for help." The little piece of paper was signedby four people: Nick M, Elijah M, Bishou No Theresa and...Claire. The claymore's names were even followed by the symbols that identify them as one. Her heart stopped. It has been decade since she had last saw her but the woman always defeated the odds when it came to survival. 'That can not be!' she thought in despair.
-"You are lying Claire is not dead." Miria says through clenched teeth. Rebeka stared in wonder at her eyes which had turned silver; the old vampire had never see something like that.
-"She is since they are in the Other Side." Rebeka states frowning. She was itching to ask her what she was but she realised that it was not the time.
-"If you lie about that you will regret it." Miria replied harshly and if the original would not usually reward threats with kindness she felt empathy with the woman in front of her:
-"Listen, I will not do such a thing. She is obviously family and I, more than anyone understand that.";
-"In that case I know a way. Give me your number and I will get back to you." The claymore concludes determined.
Ending Song: Delta Rae – I will never die
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