Last chapter didn't goes as I had originally planned and I hope it didn't ruin things. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I own nothing and it all goes to the writers of the Originals on the CW.

Klaus POV

Three Hours Before

I've been trying to get ahold of Cami all month, praying that she might answer. I just need to hear her voice. I have searched and asked around. Many people just ignore me and move on with their mundane life. With Rebekah gone still, Freya has been trying to calm things down with Hope. Hope is in desperate need of her mother. But as I know, only I can protect her.

There is only one person how can handle Hope as great as her mother. Cami. I call her hoping that if she did not run far she would come back to me, come back to us. All of them go straight to voicemail which I do not leave any.

Ive been painting lately. Letting my mind relax a little bit. I rake my brain for any small hints of where Cami could have gone. She never mentioned another place then here. Plus I know that she wouldn't leave because of her family ties. I've concluded that she is somewhere here in the area lying low. And I'm 100% sure that Davina and Vincent had helped her leave. I go through thousands of possibilities and ask hundreds of questions. Why would she flee from her job and take everything with her. If she truly wanted to leave unnoticed she would have left her house intact and only taken what she could carry. She apartment was eerily clean and empty. Plus what are the possibilities of finding a girl to work the bar all the time the exact moment Cami left. There are a lot of holes in her escape plan. I am at dot one and slowly they will all connect together.

I lean against the balcony staring out into the streets of New Orleans. How had I let my kingdom get this damaged? I was the king and I let my empire crumble. Everything I had built was slowly eroding into nothing, I have never felt so completely lost. My heart never ached more for my family. My heart ached for the small empty hole to be filled by a love that family cannot supply. After 1000 years I finally yearn for a companion, someone to stay by my side and to live forever with. There is only one person who would be fit for that position and I can never imagine changing her into the monster I am. I am unworthy of her life and am to far damned to bring it upon her. No one could ever learn to love a beast.

That's why the burden fell on my family. My siblings keeping me up right. I broke losing Kol and the spot stays wide open. I truly hope that Davina will follow through and return my brother to me. As for Finn, wherever he is, is probably far better than being here. He never believed in redemption and for what he did to Kol, I do not see it in him either. I hope the Rebekah will return any day now, Hope obviously misses her aunt and I miss the stern mood Rebekah would put the family was barely home. He's spent countless hours searching for a reverse. I am quite pleasantly pleased on how strong the curse has held. With Hayley and Jackson out of the way, Hope is all my mine and not going anywhere. Freya thankfully has stepped up and taken her fair share of comfort in Hope. When she is not with me, Hope is with Freya. I try my hardest to built a bond with her and slowly I think things are beginning to mend. My family finally feeling like one even though my trust does not agree.

My trust only relies in one person and that is safely held with Cami. My anger of her leavings builds each day and with each phone call my heart aches. Had I known she would have run, things would have been different. She had never willingly left before after all the reason I pushed for her to. This time apart has made me realize the depends I burdened her with. Everything I had done towards her was out of love and those times where she saw it different broke me. I never intended to hurt her and the second I did, I committed my biggest regret. Her and I hold something fragile and I think I caused the first crack.

I wish her nothing more than her to return, to see her. I haven't got a plan but everything comes natural with Camille. It always has. I crave her voice and the way her eyes light up when she looked at me, I need to hear her words of encouragement about people wanting to be good. I need her spirit to lift me up and rebuild my empire. By I shy away from the fact that I have grown dependent on her. I'm terrified that my life will consume hers. That I will eventually be her downfall and she will live an eternity of pain and suffering.

I dial her number, wanting to just hear her voice, her breath. Anything to reassure me that she is okay. It redirects straight to voicemail. My grip on the phone tightens the edges of the phone bend. I'm debating on destroying it but Elijah walks in. I try to click the phone off, but it is already too badly damaged to fix. I shove it into my pocket,

"What had brought my brother back into his home? Finally given up." I ask sitting down pouring myself a glass returning to my prideful character.

"Niklaus, I would be very careful speaking to me for I am not constantly calling my, what would you call it, 'little crush'! I assure you that Camille does not want to speak to you. Stop wasting your time and start putting into good use. She is not the mother of your child trapped in wolf form nor a member of our faction . Must I remind you that she is a human. Nothing but a human." Tension builds in the air and I feel my eyes darken.

"She, brother, is not just any human. She deserves a lot more credit and respect than any of us deserve. Shall I remind you the countless times she has assisted Hope and I. She is an ally you and I both know we need." I hiss regaining back to my feet.

"But it is us she does not want. Brother going to the bar each night does not help you forget that she is gone. Clean yourself up and think about the real concern. Hope needs you and can't be fathered by a coward who drowns his feelings into alcohol. Set an example and build from it." He turns and is about to leave the room. He faces his head toward me with a much softer expression. "Brother, Camille is a very smart woman, she will comes back, you have exposed her to too much that she cannot run from. Like Rebekah, she needs time away before she can jump back into the mix of things. She is not stupid, but idiotic is her actions for having patience with a monster, you. You never gave me chances with women, but I will spare her. Her soul acts as if it has lived as long as ours." He leaves me without another word.

I take out my phone to check the time. The light glitches on and off so I throw it aside. I make my way to Hope's room to see Freya bundling her up.

"Where do you think you are going?" I ask Freya while leaning against the door.

"I think a nice night walk will benefit the both of us, keeping her trapped here Klaus is not a way of living, maybe a little fresh air would be good for you too." I look at her and leave. This time alone at nights makes me feel as if I am barely breathing.

At Rousseau's

I order Camille's and my drink as I have every night since she's been gone. It reminds me of what could have been and why I chose to left. With so much going on I can't just let her in. I can't risk her safety. She deserves more than the immortal bastard. Commitment has never been for me.

The bartender keeps filling up my drink until I lose all sense of myself. The bartender has called me by name and I know for fact that I had never told her it. I'm trying to draw conclusions but my mind is drunken goop. I'm about to ask her another question but I'm interrupted. The next thing I know is Elijah has come for me and we are whisked away. The cold reality hits that something has happened to Hope. Nothing sobers me up more. I immediately return to my natural composure and my worry builds in.

"What has happened?" My throat tears trying to speak.

I watch Freya join us, her cheeks are streaked with tears and bloody cuts. I notice she is empty handed and badly beaten. Anger begins to boil in my veins. Elijah is already holding my elbow.

"Where is she?" I scream through my clenched teeth. I feel my vampire senses take over and I feel my fangs grow. She tries to speak but only a cry comes out

"I trusted you," I spit looking towards Freya turning towards Elijah.

"It was Hayley..." He says slowly and I feel my legs wobble. Elijah catches me as I plummet to the stone ground. "They attacked Freya as a pack and took ahold of Hope. The first fraction of them ran off with her while the last half made sure to send us a message through hurting Freya. They would be anywhere, tracking them would be impossible without the help of" he pauses searching my face "witches."

Everything has gone to wrong. The wolves have now become our enemies and there is no solution but to turn toward the witches in which Elijah and Rebekah ruined with Davina. There is only one person I want to speak to right now and she is still no where to be found. I shove past Elijah and out of his grasp. I will find her and together I will get my daughter back.

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Actual Klamille moments next chapter! Thanks!