Thank you all for your suggestions and compliments! I hope you all enjoy this chapter as well! Some of this flashback in from 02x15 so spoilers for that episode.


After a time of admiring the portrait of Rebekah and Hope, Klaus kisses the top of his sister's head and continues to move them along. They walk for a time, passing a couple of Klaus' paintings from the 13th and 14th century that mainly consisted of landscapes from castles they stayed in or of the castles themselves. Rebekah was admiring a smaller ocean painting when she turned her head and saw a set of three large canvas' hung in a massive pyramid formation. Each of them abstract art pieces but their intention was anything but abstract. Containing the soil of their mother country and the ashes of Mikael himself blended with the multiple layers of paint colors, all three canvases show bright colors such as red's, orange's, and yellow's set to a dark black backdrop.

Klaus can't help but feel a twinge of pain when looking at the three. Not pain for the loss of Mikael, but pain for the darker times their family has had to fight through. The many years of bitter arguments and animosity between each other, only to result in bitterness and betrayal. Rebekah grips his bicep firmly with her right hand and runs her left hand up and down in a soothing manner. "You did what must be done," Rebekah says to him softly taking Klaus back to the day he ended his father's life once and for all.


~4 years ago

"You don't seem surprised," Klaus says locking eyes with Mikael as he holds the white oak stake to the Viking's chest.

"Betrayal is in your nature, boy," Mikael counters spitting the demeaning name to Klaus, knowing how it got under his skin.

"No," Klaus replies firmly, "I wasn't born like this," he replies staring hard into his eyes almost as if he stared long enough all of his questions would be answered. "Her you fight for, lovely Freya, the daughter you barely know. But there was a time when you knew me," Klaus paused then continues pressing against Mikael's neck, "As your son." Klaus can see Mikael's walls beginning to decay as if he knew his time was coming to an end, "A time before all the disappointments, the revelations of betrayal, there were moments when all you had to do was be my father," Klaus' voice breaks slightly under pressure from the flow of memories from his own childhood. "And even then you despised me, didn't you?" He questions, no longer able to mask his beaten emotions. He is on the verge of tears as he finishes, "I want to know why."

Mikael is silent for a moment as if trying to articulate his response to him, but all he can say is, "I don't know," Mikael can see that it was not the answer Klaus wanted, but there was no real explanation for his actions. "I just did," he adds looking into Klaus' eyes.

Klaus looks down a moment as a couple of tears fall from his eyes and she takes a deep breath looking back up to Mikael, "Are those your final words?"

Mikael looks over Klaus' shoulder to see his son Elijah holding back his first child Freya, who so clearly wants to help him, but even he knows there is nothing she can do now. "Freya, I'm so sorry. I love yo-,"

Before he can finish his words, Klaus plunges the dagger into his chest and he cripples to the ground as Freya cries aloud in grief over Mikael. Klaus turns to his siblings and masks his emotions as he speaks, "Viking ash is indeed rare, but all you really need is a burning Viking corps," as he moves to leave the scene, Freya weakly attempts to jump at him, but Elijah holds his older sister to him both protecting Klaus and comforting Freya.

Rebekah is still for a time sighing allowed as she sees her father killed for a second time by the same brother. She hears him escape to his office room and slam the door. Rebekah stands conflicted on who to see or what to do. She wants to stay with her brother and sister to keep her away from Mikael, but she also wants to tend to Klaus upstairs. Ultimately, Elijah makes the choice for her, "Go," he instructs, "I have Freya," he points out.

Rebekah nods and walks up the stairs and to his office door. She does not bother to knock and just simply walks in and locks the door behind her. He is standing at a veranda window with a bottle of bourbon in his hand, "Not now, Rebekah," he groans sipping from the bottle.

With crossed arms over her chest, Rebekah slowly walks from the door across the room towards him, "I'm sorry, Nik. I'm sure that was not what you wanted to hear, but I know-"

"No, you don't!" Klaus barks sharply turning to her with once again weakened eyes. He takes a but swig of his liquor and points to her with the bottle in his hand, "You will never know because they loved you. Mikael and Esther both adored you. You will never know what it was like to always be hated. To only be taken care of because you must be hidden away," his arm drops for a moment and then he takes a long drink of his bourbon leaning on the open veranda window, "You were their precious little girl, the only darling daughter, I was nothing more than the result of an affair. I was never loved," Klaus' yelling does not scare Rebekah in the lease because she knows he has to vent it out. He is angry and disappointed, but most of all he is hurt and feels alone. Mikael's final addition of always having hated Klaus was the final nail in the coffin for her brother.

Rebekah says nothing because there is little than can be said, so instead she walks towards him slowly and takes the bottle from his hand and places it on the coffee table in the room and looks to her brother again. She moves slowly as to not surprise him with any of her moments, and walks up to his chest and places her hands on his jaw forcing him to look to her eyes. In her new body, she no longer has his matching blue orbs, but instead now has warm brown gems. Klaus eventually places his hands on her waist and can hear her human heart beating softly. He begins to close his eyes when Rebekah speaks, "Look at me," she demands in a soft voice so that he words do not leave this room, "You did what must be done," Rebekah breaths looking into his eyes.

Klaus allows another tear to fall as he looks to her and then pulls her to his chest holding her comfortably. Rebekah's arms are around his neck while his arms wrap tightly around her waist lifting her ever so slightly off of the ground. With her body being human, she began to need air to breathe and Klaus noticed her slight elevation in heart beat from lack of air to her lungs. In a flash, he has her laying on the couch of his office with him atop her body and his head comfortably on her chest. Rebekah takes to subtle deep breath and relaxes with her fingers in his short hair. They say nothing for a long time. Simply taking in the comfort of the other and relaxing. After an hour of silence, Rebekah feels the wet stains on her skin through her shirt and it is a sign to her that Klaus is crying. He is allowing himself to feel. "It is okay to care. It is okay to be disappointed, but for god sake do not say you were never loved because the only person on this earth that can testify against that statement is right bloody here," she whispers to him as he takes a deep breath and sighs heavily.


~Present Day

The sibling's stare at the paintings for a time and allow themselves to reflect on the harder times of their past. Rebekah feels Klaus' body begin to relax and she turns her head to him and swiftly kisses his shoulder before looking back to the canvas'. "If I did not know any better, I would say they were made with little thought to them," she says to pull Klaus from his own mind.

"They were made with anger. The hard brush strokes to express the emotion. The use of black's and red's in the paints," Klaus explains looking at his work, "If you stand close, you can smell the ash and soil," Klaus says smirking darkly.

Rebekah sighs softly looking up to her brother as he continues to stare at the paintings. She allows him a couple more moments and then lightly pulls his arm so that they leave this darker time behind them.


This was a great one to write! I hope you all enjoyed it too. The next chapter will be our Klebekah couple running into the painting of Genevieve. Let's see how Rebekah reacts to that!