Damon P.O.V

Let's just say the last few weeks have been somewhat a little crazy, from the moment Christi told me that she was sacrificing herself. I was mad as hell at her for what she did, but then I began to look at the bigger picture of it all and thought about if I was in that situation. If I had to give up my life for Stefan, or Star I wouldn't hesitate either if I knew that they would return. The sad truth none of those girls came back, and Christi gave it all up for nothing that what hurt more than anything. She was a sweet girl with a huge heart that gave up everything for nothing. If I could see her now I would yell at her, and tell her how stupid she was but I think she's calling herself that on the other side. As torn up as I was about all this I knew there was another person who would be as bad and that was Star. When I went to see her at the compound she looked broken totally lost. I knew I had to bury what I was feeling about Christi to help her through all this. I'm a vampire I can turn that off whereas Star was human now and she had to deal with the grief. I could compel it all away, but that something I wouldn't like to do to her that's not how thing were between us.

Star surprised me with wanting to leave New Orleans which meant one thing that things weren't good between her and Klaus I didn't question her but did as she asked and warm up the car while she went to speak to him. If I'm honest I didn't expect her to come out as I thought Klaus would let her go, I guess I was wrong because there she was and she just wanted to leave. I knew I had to get her as far as possible from all this as I knew from what I've been told about this pregnancy Star having was literally draining the life out of her and I could see that in her face she was deteriorating slowly. So I thought the best place was Mexico to start our little adventure as the sun always shining and the locals are friendly. Also the fact that there not much supernatural activity as New Orleans just what Star needed. It was all going all so well I saw such a huge change in Star she started to become the person she once was, she didn't look so withdrawn and sick if anything she had that 'mother to be' glow to her. Even with this radiant glow that she had we did speak from time to time about what happened with Davina and Christi. It was more to let her let everything out that she was feeling and I knew that she would never truly get over it.

So the setup here was that Star and I were married it was more Star idea, as she knew what Mexican were like at times being judgmental especially the older generation. To be honest it was kind of fun to have this fake life with Star as I guess it's something I always wanted. You know to find the one to get married and have kids unfortunately it's not possible with me being a vampire and all. So faking it all with my best friend was the closest I would get to having all this. It was crazy to hear so many people saying we made a beautiful couple that I was lucky man to have her. Yeah I agree with all the statement, but it wasn't and never will be like that with Star and I. Even though she's like the perfect woman meaning how we click, and how stunningly beautiful she was our relationship was strictly like a brother and sister that how it will always be. Our neighbour the Fernandez had grown a little attached to us which annoyed me as they would come over whenever they pleased. With some kind of dish for my pregnant 'wife' saying it would be good for the baby.

There was one member of the family who had a little crush on me that would be oldest daughter Alondra she was 21, she was a very pretty girl with long dark hair the olive complexion not forgetting those chocolate brown eyes. We'll let just say I took it a little too far when I decided to ditch Star at some party that I didn't want to be at brought Alondra back to the house. The plan was just to make out with her a little drink a little blood that was it. Well it didn't work out like that because one thing led to another and lost all common sense. This little 'Miss Innocent' was practically jumping on my bone like she was some kind of pro of course I knew otherwise. During this crazy moment every part of me was saying this is wrong that I needed to stop it. I just didn't I guess because I had block everything I was feeling about Christi when it came to the surface it overwhelmed me. There was something about Alondra that reminded me of Christi so much maybe it was her look or something else. All I knew I was lost in the moment until Star made her entrance that's when everything went to hell she was pissed no that not what she was she was mad as hell and I think prepared to stake me. I tried to speak to her but an angry Star these days was lethal but there was a look in her eyes that I knew she wasn't upset about all this.

Then it all came to light that something had shaken Star up about Klaus she felt there was something wrong. No matter how much I tried to reason with her it wasn't going to work. She wanted to go to New Orleans and see if was okay with her own eyes. I knew I couldn't stop her so I agree to come but as soon as we saw that he was fine we would come back. People fall in and out of love all the time and sometimes people have numerous loves throughout their lives. But you have one epic love and no matter who you were with, I don't think you'd ever get over or forget the other. That is what Star had with Klaus and I think it was the same for him too because even I have to admit I saw a different man when she entered back in his life.

As cheesy as this sound it's like there like they were two pieces of a puzzle that fitted perfectly to one another. It's like the angel fell for the devil himself or how beauty fell for the beast. In the end the goodness overwhelmed the evil and that what happened between these two up until I went to Italy. I still have no idea of what happened as she will not speak about it. Maybe with her feeling like this is a game changer in their relationship but one thing I will make clear to Klaus is that he wants to be with her they needed to get the hell out of New Orleans. I guess the question here would he give up his kingdom for his queen?

So we left Mexico and made our way to the states and honestly I didn't have a good feeling about all this. Not about Klaus because he could handle his own but I was worried for Star as I didn't want her to revert back to how she was. Well I spoke to soon because as soon as we step foot in the compound and Star heard Marcel tell his mean to look for Klaus. She fainted I didn't know if it was because she sense something was wrong with him or it had to do with the baby. All I do know it freaked the hell out of me because she wasn't coming around. Marcel told me to bring up to the living room and he looked just as worried about her. Actually while Star was out I had a pretty decent conversation with him he spoke of how found he was of Star. That she would breeze in and out of town ever so often but she was always Star. He was about to tell me what had been going on here while we had been away but Star began to stir. She eventually came around and she was filled with life again I swear if I wasn't a vampire I would die from heart failure because of her.

Then 'Mr perfect Hair' aka Elijah looking all authority and a tad stressed out who could blame him after his little brother and sister had been taken. The attitude wasn't needed because all I could see was more fear appearing on Star face which she didn't need. Didn't the noble Elijah understand that she's pregnant and worried about the fact that her husband missing. Well after setting him straight about his attitude he removed his shirt exposing his torso covered in names. Elijah spoke about his ex-lover teaching him some kind of lesson after something about last night events. I switched off that point because it was obvious that he was going to save the she wolf. I had seen this all before when I hung out with witches back in the days when they didn't hate me. They called it Devinette. It's old school magic kind of a riddle. Witches use them to teach their kids if that solved it and it disappears.

So there was one name that appeared to be next to this witch bitch Sabine 'Annie La Fleur'which Marcel knew of. So we went to investigate when I mean we I meant Elijah, Marcel and myself. Of course Star wanted to come along but we all agreed she needed to stay here and rest. Typical Star manner she kicked off but her pouting and sorrowful blue eyes didn't work on us. So we left behind a very unhappy Star but it was all for the best for her we didn't want her to pass out again.

So we went to the village where Annie lived after she was shunned. We were able to speak to someone who knew her. This guy spoke about how Annie was a good girl and how the witches did her wrong shunning her like that. They claimed she was doing dark magic but he felt there was no way but they had proof. Elijah on his cell phone with Star explaining what happened to Annie La Fleur. She was surprised to hear that she had killed herself. This Annie had drowned herself in the Mississippi. Celeste was clearly tired of the body and ready to take Sabine's. Apparently this Celeste really had some twisted mind because as this Annie leapt to her death from the very location Celeste and Elijah had their first kiss. See what I mean about twisted mind? Elijah believed that all these names these lives that were stolen were all for Celeste might take her revenge.

Elijah was about to close the call when Star stopped him and asked about someone called Brynne Deveraux. That Sophie had told Hayley that it was her family's bloodline that put the curse on the crescent wolves. Celeste had told Hayley that she was the only one that could break it. So if Brynne Deveraux was actually Celeste when she cast the spell then maybe Celeste can still break it. It seemed that Klaus two baby mommas were keeping themselves busy looking into all of this. Well I rather them be back at the compound doing that than running the streets trying to find Klaus. Or get mixed up with these psycho witches who are out to hurt those two innocent babies.

So it looked like we needed to look into death records to find out what happened to these other woman to figure out the link to all of this. There was a slight issue with all that it seems this town just as sneaky as Mystic Falls with things going missing. So I made a little suggestion on how we could deal with this and when I explained my plan of action they seemed impressed. I wasn't just as pretty face but when it came down to anything that hurt Star I was willing to do whatever it took to make her happy. So we paid a little visit to the guy who ran the record room at city hall. We're told the former Mayor kept a detailed record of the supernatural community. A ledger of names of witches, werewolves and vampires specifically their death records. Of course he spoke how didn't know what we were speaking about and I took full control of the situation. I grabbed him and brought him to a bar filled with very hungry night walkers.

"I think we both know that's a lie. Anyone feeling hungry?" I called out to the room and began to closes the door a little so that the sunlight is not there and the vampires can come forward.

"Oh! Ok w-wait they moved the records after the Mayor died they're at the sacristy of St. Anne's Church." As he spoke Elijah and Marcel came through the door looking a little confused at first then a smile appeared on Elijah's face. It seems that I may have impressed the noble one.

"See? There, wasn't so difficult, now, was it?" He spoke a little smugly before grabbing him and throwing him out of the door.

"You're welcome." I spoke a little sarcastically as he turned around looked at me arching his brow.

"I may not like your methods of getting information Damon, but it worked." I think I just got a thank you from Elijah that was moment that needed to be recorded. He turned to Marcel who was sitting with his 'guys' having a drink.

"Hey no time to socialize clock ticking. You recall a blonde and your so called sire needs saving?" Marcel shot a look at me. "Glare all you want at me, but I'm not putting everything on pause right now. Not while I have my pregnant friend worrying herself to death about the guy she loves who's life endanger. So you keep sipping away just shown your loyalty." I walked out of the bar I don't know why I let that get to me so much? I guess because it was Saint Marcel the guy who couldn't do wrong who apparently loved Rebekah once upon a time.

"Damon." I heard Elijah call out and I stopped in my tracks to turn to him as I did I saw Marcel by his side "We are all on the same page, we want Niklaus back for Star sake, and also my sister" I looked between them both for a moment as I think I'll do this better alone. I didn't know certain thing about New Orleans like they did so I just had to deal with them.

We left and made our way to where the records were kept. Each of us began to search through the dozen of books filled with names. Actually as I did I saw a few names that I knew of that I had killed when I was here back in 1940. I couldn't help but smile as I relived in my mind how I tortured before sealing their fate. Those were the days when I had psycho Charlotte as my girl she really did have a few screw lose.

"Marcel, here's another name from our list: Brynne Deveraux. Says here she drowned herself some twenty years ago. Do you recognize the name?" I recognise the name when Elijah was having that conversation with Star. That apparently this Brynne might be one of Celeste bodies that she snatched to remove this curse put on Hayley crest clan.

"Brynne? Yeah, yeah, we used to hang out knock around a bit." Marcel stood there with a huge smirk on his face meaning that he used to screw around with her.

"You can spare us the details just answer the question." Marcel didn't seem happy with my interruption but right now I didn't care. All I wanted was to find answers and complete this god dame riddle so we can just find them. This stupid nightmare over and get the hell out of this cursed town for Star sake.

"She used to do some spells for me now and then. Girl had power, cursed a whole pack of werewolves just because they were pissing me off." So she was the one who place the curse on the wolves meaning that Celeste is the only one that can break it. "Speaking of, what do you think Klaus is gonna do when he finds out that you left him to suffer while you saved Hayley and her wolf friends?" That's an interesting question actually I don't see Klaus being happen but then again as much as he dislikes the wolf. She is carrying his daughter I would like to think even Klaus Mikaelson would understand Elijah actions. As I would have done the same as Klaus and Rebekah can only be killed by the white oak stake which is god knows where.

"Let's avoid discussing matters that are not your concern, shall we, Marcellus?" Elijah snapped at him which made me realized that Saint Marcel isn't fully clued up with the whole story. I shook my head and chuckled quietly as I continued to look through these books.

"Oh, come on, Elijah. I got guys all over this city. You honestly think that I don't know that the Crescent wolves had a little family reunion out at the plantation that night? Thanks for letting the house burn, by the way. Good riddance! But my question is what's Hayley doing with that bunch?" I could see that Marcel wasn't going to back down but I knew that Elijah wasn't going to give up Hayley true identity.

"Marcel, I'm aware of your history with the city's wolves, and I assume you understand that if you lay a finger upon Hayley, it will be the last thing you do on this earth." Well I think just then Elijah gave away the fact she was a wolf and the look in Marcel eyes seemed surprised.

"I see I hit a nerve. And just when we were getting along." He spoke a little smugly I began to ignore them as I needed to figure out what the link was to all this. As I looked through the list of name I notice a pattern occurring but there was one that didn't follow with the other.

"Okay now the both of you let out your territory stuff out. I think we were right!" I approached the both of them with the book "Every name on Elijah signifies a witch who died by her own hand. All but one. Clara Summerlin." I looked at the both of them "Ring any bells?" I hoped that one of them would know who she was as she passed in 1919 and I knew they were both here at the time.

"None." Elijah spoke blankly while Marcel shook his head. This really wasn't helping matter right now.

"Okay, well, if she didn't off herself then how did she die?" Marcel asked a valid question and as he did I placed the book with the details of her death for them to read.

"Influenza Epidemic of 1919." Elijah read out and as he did Clara Summerlin name disappeared from his arm.

"I suppose we have our answer, though I have no idea what it means." It seems we were far off from figuring this all out but maybe the link was this Influenza epidemic? Then the others don't relate to that. God I hate witches and there stupid riddle. All of this is far from over and what worried me more than anything is the longer this goes on how it's going to affect Star and her sanity and health being here.

Klaus P.O.V

I was still here in this room listening to the nonsense from this witch about this great betrayal from Rebekah and Marcel. None that what she told me was new or was going to make me see anything differently as this Genevieve seem to think. She obviously had been in the middle of this love affair between them both but what did intrigue me slightly was about this spell. She spoke of 'After a thousand years, dishonesty from your family has come to be expected. I wish that was the sum total of their treachery'. Yes we had betrayed one another over the last thousand years some more than others meaning myself. It was like I had a defect or something at times I couldn't stop my actions as I would let my rage take control of the situation.

I believe the most difficult situation to be in is one of mind-game-playing. Interestingly enough, it can be observed that it's those from the most prosperous countries that tend to play the most mind-games with other people. They even write things about it. Why is it very difficult to be honest and transparent about what one thinks and feels? Why must one resort to manipulations and mind-mockery and mimicry? It is such a sad situation or state for any person to be in. Living in cubicle within cubicle within cubicle of themselves. Victims and perpetrators of mind games, interestingly, are the most paranoid about it happening to them because they do it they think everyone else does it too. Or because it's been done to them they think everyone will do it to them. Why cannot people say what they think, think what they say, say what they mean and mean what they say?

This Genevieve was doing just that she was trying to unravel something to me something that she felt would make me turn on my sister. She was like the black widow I read in this book once. That had dispatched a lover or two was sought out for her wisdom. In the story the young spider asked her "Did you keep his harmful secret under the threat of danger, or did you spin a web so confusing that he didn't know if you were friend or foe? Did you release him from the web and your presence or will you give another the venom in which to finish him?" The black widow was quiet and then said, "All of the above". She had been plotting this not in recent days but it was something she had wanted to do to see her revenge upon my sister. In my time upon this earth there was one species of animal that intrigued me that was a King Cobra. She seems to think that just because her 'Cobra' can slither up to me stand taller and more dominant that she can bring me down. Well as my Cobra may be smaller but it's just as vicious...and far more cunning. I speaking meteorically that Genevieve think her 'bite' meaning these hidden secret going to tare me down. The thing is I'm a thousand year old hybrid nothing can truly shock me or truly take me down. This lesson will be learnt in time by her so I'll go along with the nonsense for now.

She had left the room leaving me here alone to ponder on my thoughts. Most of them didn't reflect on this so called treachery that my sister and Marcel. They were on my beloved Star and the moment I let her walk out of my life, a moment that I regretted but I knew I was slowly destroying her I could see that and I chose not to be selfish. I had to let her go because she was right I was slowly driving her insane with everything I done. I knew our love was insanity at times with the way I would do the most reckless of thing without thinking of the consequences.

Star was like my clarity at times making me see that my actions weren't acceptable, she thinks our love is like tragedy but she was the piece of me that I needed to she reminded me that I had humanity. She was like my remedy she allowed me to see clearly but even with all that. I needed to let her go not matter how much it ached me because you let the one you love go shows you truly love them. At some point you have to realize that that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life. I was broken out of my thought by hearing some music. Jazz that used to be played in the early 1920's. I looked up to see Genevieve enters the room with a smiled upon her face.

"Your sister's tryst with Marcel was only the beginning. You see, the burden of your condemnation was too great, and as a result your deepest fear came to pass: that their love for each other would overshadow their love for you and turn it into hate." She approached the contraption that she had me blinded to. "Nik, they conspired to rid themselves of you for good." She placed her hands on either side of my head and everything around me changed.

Flash Back—New Orleans 1919

I watched as Rebekah, Genevieve and Clara walk through the club I recalled this night as I was there with Elijah. We were making arrangement about the fraction trying to come up with a peace strategy with the four fractions. That this city needed some kind of order and control and Elijah and I intended to bring that. We had built a home here and we didn't want it to be destroyed. So there was rules put into place of one couldn't harm another so forth. I was broken out of my thought as I heard the girl who was sitting at the table with Rebekah speak.

"Okay, next round's on me." The young Clara spoke while she giggle slight while Genevieve seemed a little surprised with her behaviour.

"Clara Summerlin, no! I'll be soused." She spoke a little shy like. She didn't seem like anything I had witness in this present day. How she had be strapped and held here against my will.

"Get it while you can – it's the last real gin in the city!" Rebekah spoke as Clara heads to the bar my focus went back to Rebekah and Genevieve sit down at a table.

"You're nothing like I thought you'd be when I first met you. I was brought up to think your kind were, well—" Rebekah stopped her talking in mid-sentence.

"An abomination of nature?" That statement seemed correct as most people thought of that of our kind. Especially when it came to myself being half and half of the two most deadly supernatural creatures.

"You're anything but! Not just you, your whole family is so... elegant." I watched as Genevieve shot a look over at Elijah who was talking to the young Clara at the time.

"Yes, I agree, Elijah is quite peerless." Of course out of all of our sibling Elijah was known by that as he was always the peace keeper. Didn't attack or do anything reckless it was always good Elijah the noble one.

"I don't know... I mean, he's nice and all, but if I had to go for one Mikaelson boy..." I watched as Genevieve looks over to myself of the 1919 with star stuck look in her eyes. Well Rebekah followed her gaze and seems a little surprised that Genevieve was taken by me.

"Klaus? Genevieve, who'd have thought a saintly little witch like you, would go for the bad boys? I knew we were destined to be friends!" Rebekah spoke to her in a teasing tone. As I was watching all of this I didn't understand what was going on. Had Rebekah promised her that she would united Genevieve with myself was this all about some kind of fatal attraction?

"Well, there's a load of us Mikaelsons. If you like bad boys, you'd love my brother, Kol." Rebekah spoke as she did Genevieve blushed a shade of red. If Kol was around then he would have corrupted her far more than I would have.

"And where is this mystery brother of yours?" She questioned. I recalled daggering Kol after what he attempted to do to Marcel all those years ago. Sick twisted mind Kol held at times so I had to put him down and let him ponder on what he attempted to do.

"It's complicated. Like all siblings, we've had our ups and downs. Family feuds. In fact, I was thinking of reaching out to someone we haven't seen in a very long while. I was hoping that maybe you could help me contact them. But it would have to be a surprise. No one could know." Rebekah leaned in to speak to her more quietly. What was Rebekah playing at as all our family was either here or store in the basement where they were daggered.

"Of course. Do you want me to find your brother Kol?" Genevieve spoke with excitement in her voice. Well we didn't need to look far for him but the look on Rebekah face appeared to be a little distressed.

"Actually, I'd like you to find Mikael... our father."

Present Day

"ENOUGH OF YOUR LIES!" I screamed at her as I tried to break free but there was no use I was weak and couldn't break from these bonds. I refused to believe that any of this was true. She was twisting and trying to manipulate me with this fake accusation.

"Don't dismember the messenger. Part of you must have known, suspected at least. Your father came to New Orleans in 1919 to kill you, did he not? And as the city burned, he nearly succeeded." A slight flash from that night came into my mind but I refused to believe that Rebekah would do such a thing. There was no way she would bring Mikael into town knowing of the consequences.

"My family and I have done some terrible things to each other over the years, but Rebekah would not call my father! No matter how angry she was." That I knew for a fact as there was no way in hell my sister would betray me in such a way. She is many things but not evil to the point where she would call upon bringing Mikael into all this. This witch was lying to me all so I would turn on Rebekah.

"It's sweet of you to believe that, to believe in her, but by the time we're done you'll know just how wrong you are." You never know how much you really believe anything until its truth or falsehood becomes a matter of life and death to you. Genevieve is determine to prove that I'm wrong about my sister than she would uphold such a treachery such as this. Was this a moment when the eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.

Star P.O.V

I'm happy in a way that I went on my gut instinct after hearing what Alma told me but at the same time I wasn't. You want to know why? Because the man I cared for more than anything is missing and is possibly going through immense torture. Nik wasn't a saint I know that he had done too many terrible things over his time but beneath all that there was a good man. I believe there was still that good in him even though he lets show his evil and manipulative side to the world. Even when I heard of the news I fainted due to the shock hearing that he had been taken. It was all down to the witches well one in particular Sabine now we know to be Celeste. Elijah lover from two centuries ago to seek back some form of revenge on the family as the story was being unravelled she played a cruel trick on Elijah where she had put all three lives of the people cared endanger. He had only time to choose to save one and that was Hayley a part of me was angry. Then as I regain my composure I understood why because she was carrying Nik daughter. Then there was the fact that secretly Elijah had grown feeling for her which tilted the scales towards her.

Elijah had returned and he was happy to see me as I was happy to see him but he held a bit of a temper. I think he hated the fact that his siblings are somewhere in pain and Celeste thought it would be fun to give him a riddle to solve. He told me to write down the names and Damon brought to light what this was about that we needed to figure out the connection to be able to find them. This was all ridiculous old dead enemies coming back from the beyond to seek revenge. Will this ever stop? Nik enemies will always come back to haunt him and his family I guess that's what happened when you have been a tyrant for best part of a thousand years. I have been around just as long even more but I never made enemies or had people come to destroy me. That will always be the difference between Nik and me as I choose not to make enemies whereas he... Well we all know what he does. So I was ready to go with the guy to figure all this out but of course all three of them put there foot down. Telling me that its best that I rested I wanted to protest because the longer Nik wasn't found the more pain he could be going through. I had to stop myself as I needed to think of my wellbeing and the wellbeing of my child. So I agreed to their terms and stayed behind and Elijah promised to keep me updated.

So I stayed in the library and was on Nik laptop searching for these names to see if there was a link to any of them. Like a pattern of some sort because that was the point to this riddle there was something that linked them all together. As I was doing that Hayley came in she was a little surprised to see me back but also was grateful too. She began to tell me about what had been happening around here and also something she found out about Brynne Deveraux. She was the apparent witch who placed the curse on her clan but Celeste let slip she was the only one who could undo it. That name was familiar and I saw it was on the list so when Elijah called me to give me the update I asked him to ask Marcel about it. After the call both Hayley and I were on spate laptop searching away on these names all it seemed like was that all took their own lives. A little while later Damon called me and asked me to do some research on one of the name Clara Summerlin before I could ask why he hung up.

Damon was being as moody as ever and knew it was because we were back here and he didn't want me to get mixed up in all this. I couldn't sit back knowing that Nik endanger or just get back on a flight back to Mexico. He wanted to make sure that I was well and also that I didn't stress but it's a difficult at the moment. I know I made him a promise that once I knew Nik was okay we would return but my fear is that I might not be able to keep it.

"Find anything about Clara, the mystery witch?" Damon announced as he entered the room with Elijah and Marcel. Making me jump slightly and he began to chuckle and I wasn't amused.

"Hahaha funny Damon." He came over and kissed the top of my head to apologies and I saw the other look at us a little strangely I guess they hadn't really seen what Damon and I were like with all the dramas that happen all the time we couldn't be ourselves. "Not much. She was a nurse as the Fleur De Lis Sanatorium." I showed Damon the picture I had found online. As I spoke I saw that Marcel held a stunned expression. "Recognize her?" I enlarged the picture and turned it so he could see it more clearly. "Top row, second from the right." I spoke while looking directly at Marcel who was behaving oddly about all this.

"No, I don't. Marcel." Elijah looks up and recognizes the odd behaviour too. "Marcel? Do I need to remind you that Niklaus and Rebekah are somewhere suffering horribly? If you know something, talk." Marcel looked at Elijah as if he wanted to say something but didn't. What was Marcel trying to hide?

"The Sanatorium. That's where you'll find them." Marcel spoke confidently and I got up from my sit and began to approach him.

"Are you sure? How do you know?" I questioned him as he seems a little too certain about this location.

"I just know." He spoke not looking at me which got me a little worried that Marcel was connected to all of this somehow.

"How do you know?" Damon asked as he stood beside me glaring at Marcel waiting for him to speak. He looked around the room stopping at Elijah.

"If I'm right, you need to know exactly what we're walking into. We did something, Rebekah and I..." He looked at me and it hit me suddenly what Marcel had told me over a hundred years ago. "I think the witches are trying to use it against her. It was, uh... something that you're not gonna like." This couldn't be happening if Nik was to find out what Marcel and Rebekah tried to do to him in 1919 there will be blood spilled. The thing is that Rebekah and Marcel at the time thought was that the paradox of vengefulness is that it those who have harmed them, believing that their release from pain will come only when their tormentors suffer. Which in this moment what was happening because as soon as Nik knows of this grand betrayal it will break him in more ways than one.

Klaus P.O.V

I sat here still trying to come to terms to all of what I learnt it was ludicrous so laughable as this Genevieve expect me to believe all this. That Rebekah was trying to reach our father after everything that had happened how we had run from him for the better half of a thousand years. I know that no one fights dirtier or more brutally than blood. Only family knows its own weaknesses the exact placement of the heart. The tragedy is that one can still live with the force of hatred feel infuriated that once you are born to another. That kinship lasts through life and death immutable, unchanging, no matter how great the misdeed or betrayal. Blood cannot be denied and perhaps that's why we fight tooth and claw for one another.

Sometimes you can't figure out the truth because you're asking people that are emotionally or socially invested in you to be brutally honest. Often family or friends will tell you what you want to hear or what they want to believe because of their emotional investment in the situation. Sometimes, you only have the truth of common sense when the unbiased majority has offered you their opinion. When we care about people we will believe the most far-fetched fantasies to help us deal with our actions. Their actions and the conversations we missed out on. Our intuition then becomes compromised. You should never put your life on hold in order to decide what the truth is. The memory of truth no longer remains pure in the mind of a liar.

That what this witch was doing she was trying to corrupt my mind feeding me lies about my sister and this dark cruel intentions. I chose to believe that my sister mind wasn't dark enough to bring the one person back into our lives to destroy me. No matter what had been said and done between us over all these centuries. The way I had treated her being over protective and stopping her at times from making silly mistakes and punishing her. Where all because of the love I had for her Rebekah was my little sister I vowed from the moment she was born that I would protect her. That I would not allow her to be fooled by any man that she would always have me there to stop her getting hurt. Rebekah knows of all this she knows my actions as hurtful as they were at times were all because I cared and loved her dearly.

"Are you ready to see more proof?" Genevieve spoke but I didn't speak a word as there was no point I'll let her continue with her lies. Genevieve places her hands on either side of my head and linked our minds again

Flashback—New Orleans Lafayette Cemetery, 1919

Genevieve is performing a spell while Marcel and Rebekah stand behind her. I watched as Genevieve holds up a newspaper article with a photo of Marcel and I at the Jazz Club. She crumples it up and uses a wooden blade to put into the flame of the candle flame. I gasped as I saw the blade she was using as I couldn't believe my eyes.

Present Day

"What do you see?" Genevieve asked but I was still in shock with what I had just seen.

"My father's blade... it went missing when I was a boy." I recalled the memory like it was yesterday of that very day "He beat me half to death, so sure I had stolen it. Rebekah was so kind to me in the weeks after the beating... I should have known she was the culprit. She never could stand weapons were things not meant for girls." I began to see everything differently as Genevieve wouldn't have known about that blade being connected to Mikael. This was all far too surreal right now I didn't know what to think.

New Orleans Lafayette Cemetery, 1919

"Pran ce mesaj sa a, les cendres sur le vent." Genevieve finishes the spell as the newspaper article catches fire and disintegrates.

Present Day

"No!" I heard Rebekah scream from afar. I sat in the chair with tears falling from my face as now know the truth of everything.

"My sister. Rebekah. REBEKAH!" I screamed in my fit of rage as I never thought of her betraying my in such a way. When you realize you've been deeply betrayed fear really hits you. That's what you feel first. And then it's anger and frustration. Then disappointment and disillusionment. Part of the problem is how little we understand about the ultimate effects and consequences of betrayal on our hearts and spirits; and on trust and respect for our fellow brothers and sisters. In writing, there are only really a few good stories to tell and in the end and betrayal and the failure of love is one of the most powerful stories to tell. Tragedy in life normally comes with betrayal and compromise by trading in our integrity and failing to treat life and others in our life with respect and dignity. That's really where the truest and the most tragic failures come from... They come making the choice to betray another soul and in turn giving up a piece of your own.

Star P.O.V

So we figure out that the connection was the sanatorium as Marcel was so certain about it all. As be begun to unfold the story of how he and Rebekah plotted to take Nik down Elijah face became enraged. Who could blame him really? Nik saved Marcel from his own father he brought him up as one of his own taught him how to be a man. He was literally like a son to him. Then there was Rebekah and I knew their relationship wasn't one of happiness as Nik always stopped her doing thing like falling for the wrong man. He didn't think anyone was suited for her and I could understand because as a sibling you have expectations. You know how you will always think the person they are with never right for them. Maybe secretly Elijah and Rebekah thought the same of me that I wasn't good enough for Nik.

Everyone suffers at least one bad betrayal in their lifetime. It's what unites us. The trick is not to let it destroy your trust in others when that happens. Don't let them take that from you. So if somehow the truth had been unravelled to Nik I had to somehow make him see sense. What Rebekah and Marcel did wasn't an action that deserved forgiveness. I didn't want it to destroy Nik to the point that whatever little humanity he had still to be destroyed. All because of the actions of two people who didn't think of the consequences of their action would lead to. To bring Mikael here in 1919 to hunt Nik down and put him down once and for all was a heartless action from the both of them. I know I was aware of this story and I know I maybe should have told Nik about this. What would it of achieved? It would hurt him knowing that his sister and the man he thought as a son to turn on him. I couldn't be the one to tell him and in all honestly I thought this dark secret would never come to the open. Then again all secrets eventually come out.

"For the better part of a century, I have wondered how father found us, what foolish mistake that we had made to destroy our time in the one place that we could finally call home. Did you know I even blamed myself for a time, Marcellus?" Elijah raised his voice as he approached Marcel quite dangerously and I quickly rushed over and stood in front of him so he couldn't take another step.

"Elijah..!" I stated firmly and he looked at me for a moment then back over my shoulder. There was something about the way Elijah was right now that scared me this wasn't the man who was sweet and kind in front of me. Instead I saw a lethal weapon about to explode any moment.

"Niklaus treated you like a son." Elijah yelled at him try to take a step forward as I held him back. I knew he could literally get pass me but I think as much as Elijah want to hurt Marcel he couldn't. Nik may have brought up Marcel as his son but Elijah had his helping hand too.

"Rebekah. I loved her. I still love her. All we ever wanted was to be together, but as long as Klaus was around, that was never gonna happen. But hey, I guess you wouldn't know anything about that, huh?" Elijah stopped trying to get passes me and turned away. I looked over at Damon who looked prepared for something about to happen. Then my eyes averted to a very worrisome Hayley who had her eyes fixed on Elijah.

"When Klaus learns the truth, there will be no end to his rage." He spoke as he had his back to all of us. He was right Nik wouldn't let Rebekah get away with this that what so tragic about all this. He turns to face us all looking directly at Marcel "I will not let my sister suffer that wrath." The tension in the room was high right now as none of us wanted anyone to be hurt for a stupid mistake. We all know what Nik is like and I'm just praying he doesn't know the truth to all this.

"Then we need to get to them before he learns the truth." Marcel spoke the first bit of sense since all of this had come about.

"That sounds like a great idea" I began to make my way to the door when suddenly Damon was in front of me. "Damon, move." I growled at him as I wasn't in any kind of mood for him to be stopping me now.

"You think any of us is going to allow you to go anywhere near that place in your condition." He spoke as he looked down at my pregnant bump and I just felt speechless. Did he really think I was going to sit here knowing what I know?

"Damon right." I heard Elijah speak up and I looked over at him "You, and Hayley need to stay here, out of harm's way." What didn't any of them understand right now that Nik was my husband the man I love if he had found out about all this. I know I'll be the only one who would be able to calm him down or make him see some kind of sense.

"We're pregnant not invalids." Hayley finally spoke up which I was actually thankful for right now.

"I'm fully aware of that Hayley, but you both are carrying the two most important things to Niklaus and—" Elijah began to say but I had to stop him there.

"Even more so Elijah. Let me come I can talk to Nik I can make him see sense." Elijah stood there with a serious expression not looking convinced by what I was telling him. "You know I can, so just let me come." The next thing all three of them had left the room using their speed. Damon gave me smirk before closing the doors the room and I heard the lock "Damon!" I yelled as I banged against the door I can't believe... Who I'm kidding this is typical of Damon.

"Star it's for you own good. You and Hayley talk babies while we gone." He spoke in his typical sarcastic way which annoyed me even more.

"I hate you Damon!" I yelled as I kicked the door. Why was he doing this? If Nik hurts Rebekah it would destroy him after his anger calms down. I can't and I won't let Nik be destroyed by all this.

"Love you too. Got to go, got a Hybrid to go and defuse" I turned away and looked around the room to think of some way to get out of here. I saw the French doors leading to the balcony I went over and tried to open it.

"Star what are you doing?" She asked as I finally got out on the balcony as I made my way to the stairs leading down the street below. I stopped and turned to her as she stood there looking at me as if I was crazy.

"You really want to sit here, and play waiting game?" She began to approach me with a worrisome look if she thought that she could convince me to stay. She really had another thing coming. "Cause you can hate Nik as much as you want Hayley, but he is the father of your child. Now you know just as I do how it feels to grow up not knowing your parents" I watched as her expression soften as I mention about her parents maybe it was a low blow but I was going somewhere with this. "I'm telling you this now if Nik finds everything out that tiny piece of humanity he has left will be gone. He won't care about anyone that includes your daughter and my son." Hayley expression changed slightly like she realized what this would all mean not to everyone but to her daughter. In the end she can hate Nik all she wants but that baby girl she was carrying was a part of him too. "So are you going to help bust out of here?" She nodded her head and we both made our way down these iron staircase.

Hayley and I caught a cab to this place where apparently Nik and Rebekah were being held. Nothing was said between us during the journey. I was kind of surprised that she came I thought that she would have let me go off on my own. The cab stopped and I paid for it I stood there looking at this abandoned building that looked like none had been there for a hundred years. This place used to be filled with people coming in and out and now nothing.

"So what's your plan?" Hayley broke me out of my thoughts but my attention went to Sabine or I should say Celeste walks out the front of the sanatorium.

"It's seem that someone on our side today" I spoke pointing over to where Celeste was coming down the stairs seeming like she was in a hurry. "Wanna bag yourself a witch?" A huge smile appeared on her face as she nodded. As we walked over I saw a shovel on the dead grass and I handed it to Hayley I thought to give her the honours. Celeste had her back to us and Hayley sneaks up on her and hits her over the head with a shovel.

"Uhh!" She groaned as she fell to the ground and Hayley stood over her with a pleased expression.

"Hey, there, witch bitch. You and I are gonna have a little chat." She told her before she passed out cold. I walked over and looked down at her and couldn't believe how much trouble this one witch had caused.

"So I guess it was worth it coming here for that." I spoke as I looked back up sanatorium wondering what horror where happening inside "You going to be okay with her I..." I began to say but Hayley cut me off in mid-sentence.

"You really do love him?" I don't think she was questioning me I think she was trying to make some kind of statement towards me.

"I know everyone see the monstrous Nik, even I've seen that side to him. There another side he doesn't expose too many Hayley, and I promise you that you will see it. As soon as your little girl here you'll see the Niklaus that I love." Hayley gave me a small smile I think I was convincing her that her daughter won't be seeing the tyrant that she thinks he is. "And if I don't get in there and stop him from doing something stupid you'll never see that." That something I didn't want to happen not only for Hayley and her child but for Nik because if he loses himself to his rage. He will regret it for as long as he will seize to exist.

"I understand. Good luck Star." I gave her a small smiled then made my way into the building. Someone told me once that they say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world. Someone to love, something to achieve, and something to hope for. Those are the three things I'm hoping to achieve by coming here and trying to stop something truly devastating from happening. They say true love conquer all well that will soon be tested.

Klaus P.O.V

My heart had stopped as my world spun around me. I felt all the walls that had begun to crack and crumble slam right back into place. I had been looking into the eyes of the monster I knew was there all along. I knew that Rebekah had played me somewhat in the last thousand years but I never thought she would do this. For them to reach out to bring Mikael here to New Orleans also that she and Marcel could have their fairy tale ending. While I would be running till this very day or dead but that didn't matter to my sister and man I brought up. There forbidden love was far greater than what they felt for me. I was the brother who always protected her no matter what the man who saved Marcellus from being beaten. It was a betrayal dressed in love and trimmed with the facade of good intentions is the most barbaric of all betrayals. They say blood is thicker than water. It's also more treacherous, prone to betrayal; full of shit and quite honestly. I wouldn't put much weight into it at all. After all these years' time and time again Marcel and she would reach a peak in their relationship then what would happen. He would choose me over her which had been proven over the centuries.

The fact that night when Mikael chased us out of New Orleans we thought Marcel was in that fire that he was dead. That wasn't the case he was alive and well and taking over what we had built. He didn't give Rebekah a second thought once we were gone. And what was to become of what he had taken from her? He had dashed her heart to the ground and danced on it with combat boots. Did he sit in that seditious palace day after day and not even bother to scrape it off of his soles with a passing thought of her? Everything my sister done to keep this forbidden love of theirs alive and Marcel didn't care. I kept thinking what I would do to the both of them how I would end their lives. The love or feeling I felt for them was buried beneath the anger and hatred I felt towards them. Nothing could save them from my wrath and I intend to make them feel it in the most gruesome way possible.

"I'm sorry. I know how much this hurts." I heard Genevieve speak as I sat there looking towards the door hoping for freedom. To make my enemies pay for what they tried to bestow upon me. "To see what she did. To see who she really is. But you needed to know. You needed to see it. And now that you have, you can take your revenge. Our revenge. Please. Go ahead. You'll need your strength for what comes next." I fed from Genevieve's arm. She slowly undoes bindings. I jump up suddenly aiming Papa Tunde's blade at her. Every part of me wanted to hurt her for making me go through this torture but she brought me clarity she showed me kindness. I may not enjoy learning the truth but at least I'm not a fool that is blinded no longer. I took one final look at her and she appeared to be frightened as I held the blade to her but left her unharmed.

"Rebekah! Rebekah!" I yelled out through the hallways as I reached the bottom of one I saw her at the other end. She stood there looking frightened and weathered as she was deteriorating from the venom that ran through her veins from the werewolf venom.

"Nik. Nik, it isn't true" She called out. Every part of me wanted to believe that everything that had been brought to light was lies. I would only be lying to myself as the truth was brought to light for over hundred years I had been fool by my sister. She wasn't going to fool me no longer.

"I want to believe you, sister. But your face tells a different story." As soon as I spoke those words she began to run off. "You cannot hide from me, Rebekah! Nor can you run. This ends now." Rebekah wanted to play a game of cat and mouse but this game won't end pleasantly she will feel a pain from my hand. It will be the kind of pain that she will be pleading me for forgiveness and I would not be showing her kindness. I will play my role of the big bad wolf as when I showed the side of myself to someone I care deeply for it didn't matter to them. They would abuse my kindness for my weakness that will never happen again. I continued to stalk the hallways searching for her and I arrived at the main entrance large hallway I hear footstep going down to the basement. So I made my way there using my speed as I did there was Rebekah standing not moving. "Rebekah! Tired of running?" I wanted to hate her but when I looked at her I just saw my little sister the one I loved and cared about. I had to shake those thoughts away as she didn't care for me she was ready to hand me over to Mikael. She sealed my death.

"I know how much you enjoy the chase. I'd sooner deny you the pleasure." She spoke out of breathe and I knew that the toxics were getting to her that it was slowly shutting her down. Rebekah was in a great deal of pain but not to my expectation I wanted her to feel the same pain I felt when I learnt of her betrayal.

"Well, then I'll take my pleasures in other ways. No more daggered in a box for you. Trust me, sister, you'll long for what the dagger offered. This will be far less merciful. How to describe exactly what this blade does?" I held Papa Tunde's blade up in her view. This punishment was far suited for her and eternal torment of pain.

"You don't have to do this, Nik." I looked up to see Star standing at the bottom of the stairs this was something I didn't expect "Please Nik it will destroy you if you hurt Rebekah." Star pleaded as she took a step towards me.

"Star stay out of this." I turned to look at my sister who was horrified to see Star here "This is family business..." I turned back to her. "You walked away from me, so this is none of your concern" I spoke to her venomously and as I did it sent a painful twinge to my heart to speak to her in that manner.

"Like it or not I'm still your wife, I'm the mother to your child! Just please listen to me this isn't what you want to do Nik she's your sister." Star seemed offended by my comment of not being part of this family but I couldn't let her cloud my thinking. I couldn't allow her to stop me from doing this she would say anything right now to save Rebekah.

"After I plunge this into her heart she will be immobilized, imprisoned in a state of raw, inescapable anguish. Time loses all meaning. It's not unlike a living hell, which I find rather fitting given her treachery. So I believe that it will bring me somewhat as sense of joy Star." She stood there shaking her head with disbelief as she thought that somehow her words would affect me. That she was Star Mikaelson my weakness which is true but in the matter of deception none of her pleading would work. My mind was set on rage right now and all I wanted was for Rebekah to feel pain as death would be too kind.

"Then do it. If that's what you really want." Rebekah finally spoke up and I looked at her and I could see that the fear faded from her face. She was being rather brave right now I thought there would have been more pleading.

"Are we skipping the part where you beg for mercy? For forgiveness? Because I was really looking forward to that." I spoke with slight sarcasm as she straightens up ready for what I had planned for her.

"Niklaus I beg you please don't do this." Star stood there with tears streaming down her cheeks. If I spend time hoping that my sister will suffer the consequences for what she did to my heart, then I'm allowing her to hurt me a second time in your mind. As much as I wanted to stop this for Star I couldn't I wouldn't allow myself to be fooled again. I will love her always and forever but sometimes love doesn't conquer all. Anger, hatred and revenge can be far more powerful than love.

"I'll pass. I know better than to think it would do me any good." Well my sister was right it wouldn't have done her any good because I could never forgive her.

"That's it, then? You concede? Like a lamb to the slaughter. What would your father think of you now?" Rebekah goes for me but I threw her off easily as she still weak from the werewolf venom, she grunts in pain. I could hear Star screams but I didn't let it affect me with her pleads for me to stop because nothing was going to stop me now. Covertly grabbing a weapon he gets up and goes at me again, hitting me repeatedly with it. I was a lot stronger and threw her off. Marcel enters and goes for me "Just the man I wanted to see." I spoke as I looked into the eye of the man that I thought of a son once.

"Uhh." Marcel groaned in pain as I held him tightly by the throat.

"Nik please..." Star cried out as she tried to come towards me but Damon stood in front of her protectively "Nik..." I watched as Damon took her away to my relief as I didn't want to her to see this. "Damon let me go... Nik please don't do this..." I could heard her voice fading as Damon took her as far as possible from all this.

"Rebekah's punishment won't be complete until she watches you die." Marcel eyes were filled with fear and I didn't feel any form of emotion towards him. He was nothing to me and I knew I was going relish in tarring out his heart and throwing over to my so called sister.

"Nik, it was my idea to summon Mikael. If you're gonna hurt anyone, it should be me." Rebekah called out to me well it seemed that her love for Marcel was there till this very day.

"Such loyalty to your beloved. You know, if you had offered me even a fraction of the same, I wouldn't have to do this." I lifted the blade about to stab Rebekah with it but Elijah intervenes and stabs it into my chest.

"Go. Both of you. Run as far and as fast as you can. Run!" Rebekah and Marcel get away, leaving Elijah with me in his arms. I felt the same pain as I did when Sophie stabbed me with the blade excruciating pain that couldn't be described to the point I blacked out. My own brother had turned on me and chose to side with my sister. Sometimes a person's actions can cause more heartbreak than words can and when those actions are continuously repeated it causes a rift that can't be fixed. Family is supposed to be support, loyalty, protection, but most of all love for one another. It amazes me that isn't true anymore.

Star P.O.V

I don't know what I was thinking when I thought I could stop Nik doing the unthinkable. I was truly duelled to think that I could stop him in his rage. When I found him in the basement with Rebekah he knew of her betrayal and nothing would stop him from making her pay. He even turned to me saying it was family matter and I had no part in it. That cut me like a knife as the Mikaelson would always be my family as dysfunctional as they were they were my family. I wouldn't ever want to change that but I didn't want him to destroy himself by hurting his sister. I didn't want this being the ruining of him because I knew it would be as Nik anger and rage would always bring out the worst. I tried so hard to stop what I feel for Nik but I can't it's like infection that couldn't be removed.

Honestly I didn't want it to either I was hopelessly and deeply in love with him flaws and all and I couldn't help it. To be deeply love means a willingness to cut yourself wide open, exposing your vulnerabilities... hopes, hurts, fears and flaws. Hiding behind the highlight reel of who you are is the real you and that person is just as worthy of love. There is nothing more terrifying or fulfilling, than complete love, it's worth the risk... reach for it. That what I tried to do as I pleaded to Nik to stop to think about what he was doing. I could see him contemplating I knew I could stop him but that was taken from me when Damon turned up and dragged me away.

For the first time in the whole time I known Damon I cursed at him for stopping me from saving Nik from hurting Rebekah. A little violence came into play from my side as I slapped him and soon regretted it after as he stood there stunned. I began to try and apologies to him as he didn't deserve that all he was doing was trying to protect me. Damon actually quite understanding and he understood how difficult this was for me. He brought me back to the compound as he wasn't going to allow me to go back into that building. Damon tried to talk to me but I sat in silence as thoughts began to fill my mind of what may have happened. As he was pleading to me to talk to him as this wasn't healthy for me to be like this. I saw Elijah go pass with Nik in his arms I got up from the arm chair and followed him into our bedroom. Elijah laid him on the bed before placing his head down he took off his shirt. I held my hand over my mouth as I saw a red bloody scar on his chest. He asked me to watch over him before I could say anything he was gone.

As I looked at my Niklaus laying there looking practically dead before me I couldn't help but cry. I didn't know what had happened when I was taken away but something tragic had happened to the man I love. I didn't just love him...I needed him. Not in some desperate 'you complete me' sort of way. No, Nik didn't make me whole. He improved me. Something about him something I didn't understand had a way of amplifying the good in my nature while muting the bad. He was a catalyst for my soul. I didn't need him in order to exist...I needed him in order to be a better me. I already knew our 'ever after' wouldn't always be happy or even comfortable and clearly it couldn't be expected to go according to plan. Still, it was ours. And we were both determined enough to see it through to 'the end'.

I just prayed that whatever has happened to him he would awake so I could tell him that I saw my future with him. I wanted the same as we had before but better because I didn't see a future without him in it. I know why love was always been described with eternity. A single minute when you look into the eyes of the one you love stretched out for lifetimes. Nik and I had a complicated relationship one filled with complications and secrets and lies. Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The greater the love, the greater the chaos. It's a given and that's the secret.

I sat there watching for hours waiting for him to awaken but there was no sign of that darkness soon turned to daylight. Damon came in to see if I was okay but he could clearly see I wasn't. He tried to suggest that I have something to eat as I looked a little pale. I just asked him to leave me be as I wanted to be here when he woke. Damon didn't kick up much of a fuss and left. I sat there hold Nik hand just keep asking him to open his eye in between cursing about Elijah as she just dropped him off and explained nothing to me. Finally Elijah made his appearance and I had a few harsh words with him as he left the way he did without explaining. He apologised and began to explain to me what had happened that he stopped Nik from hurting Rebekah which relived me. Then when he told me about using the blade of Papa Tunde on Nik to disable him I felt my jaw drop. As I recalled what Nik had told Rebekah what it would do to a person. That right in this moment not only was Nik feeling the pain of the betrayal but he was going through brutal pain of this blade. I looked up to see Elijah removes his jacket and rolls up his sleeve.

"And every second it remains causes Niklaus untold suffering." I just kept holding Nik hand hoping that he can sense that I was here with him. "Now I intend to remove it. You might want to take a step back." I looked at him as he was preparing himself still.

"Why are you allowing me to be here?" I moved away taking a few steps back from the bed. I thought Elijah would be like Damon protecting me away from Nik rage because I knew once he was awake he wouldn't be happy.

"Because of all the people that could be here, you're probably the only one he wouldn't immediately slaughter." He uses a scalpel to slice into him along the red scar on his stomach. "He loves you immensely—" He plunges his hand into Nik chest which made my stomach turn. "—With what is a rare degree-for him, at least-of respect. I can see you challenge him to see himself and others in a new light." He finally pulls the knife out of Nik chest, and he groans in pain. I went to rush over to him but Elijah held his hand out "Just let him come around Star." I watched as Nik's eyes fluttered open.

"AGH!" He cried out in agony which brought tears to my eyes to see him in such pain.

"A wonderful skill that I shall be counting on very shortly. You see, Niklaus will be weak as he recovers. So, watch over him and feed him, if you would. But slowly, please, and from your wrist. I wouldn't ask but I know Niklaus wouldn't take advantage of you Star." I felt a little confused with why he was asking me to allow Nik to feed of me. He had never done that before not in the whole time I've known him so why is Elijah asking me to do this now.

"There bags of blood in storage, why do I have to feed him?" It wasn't that I didn't want to it just seemed like an odd request.

"We do, but your blood is laced with vervain. So, it will burn him. He'll ingest it slower. Perhaps you could use the time constructively, persuade him not to murder his baby sister." I don't know if Nik will listen to me but I will try to knock some kind of sense into him. Elijah turn to Nik "Niklaus, It was not my desire to bring you pain, but I will not see you hurt Rebekah." I knew that it was difficult for Elijah to have done that to Nik as I could see the guilt of it all on his face. I guess he did the only thing he could do and that was to stop Nik from hurting her. "Now, I fear Sabine may be making a final move against us. I intend to find her and to end this." Elijah spoke as he looked at me but I knew that Sabine was with Hayley and she was dealing with her in her own way.

"Elijah. You will pay for this." Nik spoke weakly as Elijah exited the room. I didn't want a war to start between the siblings I needed to do what Elijah asked of me. To somehow calm Nik down and make him sees some kind of sense. I went over and sat next to him on the bed he couldn't even look at me.

"Nik you need to feed" He turns and shook his head. "Please Nik you need to heal." I held out my wrist to him but he turned his head in refusal. "Okay looks like I have to do this the hard way." I picked up the scalpel from the side cabinet and cut a slit long my wrist and wince in the pain as I didn't expect it to be that painful.

"What are you doing?" He spoke weakly as his eyes looked at me enraged I took in a deep breath and pressed my bloody wrist to his mouth. He tried to fight it but he couldn't stop his lust for blood. "Mmm." He groaned in pleasure which surprised me, but I notice that he was drink quite a bit from me and it was hurting.

"Ah! Slow down Nik" I cried out through the pain as I did he stopped and pulled away.

"I'm sorry but you shouldn't have done that." His voice was back to normal but I was still confused how he drunk it without it being painful. As Elijah said my blood was laced with vervain. I place a tissue over the wound and added pressure to stop the bleeding.

"Doesn't the vervain burn?" I asked him as he stared out towards the window. It was like another man before me I could see that Nik was broken right now I want to comfort him. I felt frightened to do so because of his frame of mind right now. I don't believe he would hurt me but he could lose his temper that far more frightening.

"As you may have yet to realize Star the line between what brings us pain and what sustains us is far thinner than one imagines." Nik always had to talk in his riddle when he didn't want to give me a straight answer. I looked at him for a long moment and he did the same in return neither of us spoke a word I guess we both had a lot to say but didn't know how.

"Were you talking about my blood or your need to hunt down the people you love most?" I watched as his expression hardens as I mention about Rebekah and Marcel.

"I'm too weak for one of your talks right now Star. Just please..." I wasn't going to let him push me away not now. Not after everything that has happened and been brought to light I wasn't going to go anywhere.

"She's your sister Nik." I grabbed hold of his hand and place it on my baby bump. As soon as Nik hand rested on there our little bundle of joy was kicking away. I watched as his face was filled with amazement and an actual smile grew on his face. "She's our son aunt Becks. You want our son to know his aunt don't you?" It didn't seem like he was listening as his sole focus was on our baby still kicking to say 'Hey Daddy' "Nik?" He looked up and slowly moved his hand away from my stomach.

"She has done what no one else has managed to do to me for 1,000 years...Rip my heart out." As Nik spoke I could hear the hurt in his voice what he had discovered had created a wound which may never heal.

Flash Back—New Orleans1919

I watched as Rebekah and Marcel walk into the Jazz Club and approach the bar together as Elijah and I watch from a nearby table. They tried to hide the fact that they were together but there attempts failed miserably. I had been waiting for the both of them all night as I wanted to discuss something with them.

"Look at these two pretending to be apart while so clearly a pair." I stands up but Elijah puts his hand on my arm to stop me from making a scene.

"Niklaus, not now. Why must you cause trouble?" I gave him a look then picked up two glasses off the table and clinked them together to get everyone's attention. I raised my hand and the band stops playing.

"I'd like to take this opportunity to draw attention to two people who have been sneaking around behind my back together. As we move into a new era, we require more progressive attitudes to match. So, to my loving sister and my right-hand man and best friend Marcel, may they find joy in each other." Everyone drinks; Marcel and Rebekah are equally startled by my speech "Enough talk...Music!" The band starts again and everyone returns to their party as I began to approach Rebekah at the bar "Over the years, I've thwarted your loves simply to protect you. I knew if we had to run again, your heart would be broken, but we don't have to run anymore. We've found a home." I kissed her cheek "Be happy, my sister." I'd let my guard down and given in to happiness, more fool, I.

Present Day

"Turns out, they'd already betrayed me, and brought to town the one thing I'd been running from for centuries...My father." He spoke as he sat up in bed buttoning up his shirt. I was surprised to hear that he gave them his blessing but of course it was too late for that.

"I know of the stories you told me of your father. He was dreadful and the way he treated you was heart breaking." Nik expression didn't change it was still filled with that determination of getting his revenge. "I'm scared Nik." He turned to face me looking a little confused while arching his brow. "I'm scared that if you go ahead with what you're thinking that I will lose you forever." I tried to hold back my emotions but with being pregnant these days it was a lot harder to do that. Nik sat up he was inches away from my face and with his right hand he cups the side of my face.

"I fought that the best thing for your sanity was to leave me." Nik recited back to me what I told him that night I left "Star I will love and adore you till time seize to exist. This love we have for one another is only going to lead to tragedy. Just accept, and let it go, for your sake, and for our child sake." I shook my head as that wasn't what I wanted I didn't want to let anything go.

"No our love isn't a tragedy Nik. I was grieving when I told you that, my mind was all over the place." tears began to roll down my cheeks as they did he gently wiped them away. "I want you in my life as my husband. I want you to be in our son life. I just want you to think about what it will do if you go ahead with this revenge Niklaus." I wanted him to realize that he still had a family with me and our child that not all was lost that he would always have us. He doesn't answer me and lays back down "You're consumed by revenge you'll never achieve. Elijah implied Rebekah and Marcel could be anywhere in the world by now." He couldn't go chasing them not with both Hayley and I being so heavy pregnant. Would he? Would he abandon me so he could see his revenge?

"Oh, I'm not so sure about that." Nik spoke a little smugly as he rested his head on his pillow while I was a little confused by his statement. "They'll need a cloaking spell, and for that, they'll need a witch." I looked at him even more confused now as I didn't understand what he was getting at. "There's only one place they can go." I was about to ask where that would be but he spoke "Home." Was Nik implying that Rebekah and Marcel hadn't even left? That they were still in this city? Nik once told me it is said that if you know your enemies and know yourself, you will not be imperilled in a hundred battles. It seems that Nik wasn't going to back down and knew the moves of this enemy better than anyone else. Knowing that means there no stopping him from completing what he had set in his mind.