Chapter 5
Klaus stormed into Camille's apartment to find Elijah laying an unconscious Camille her couch.
"She has been bitten," Elijah said sorrowfully. Klaus rushed to her side and shook her.
"Camille, Camille wake up!"
Elijah vanished into thin air and then reappeared with a glass of water. Without looking at Klaus, he flushed it on Camille's face, waking her instantly.
"Klaus..." was the first word she uttered. Klaus bit his wrist and Camille, familiar with the drill, gently took it and sucked from his veins.
"Who was it?" Klaus asked Elijah.
"I'm not sure. Marcel arrived here early and caught the culprit making his way out the window. Camille's blood has quite an amount of vervain in it so he couldn't have made it that far. Marcel should be calling me any minute with information."
Klaus looked back at Camille as she laid her head back in the couch in exhaustion.
"I better check on him and see this fellow for myself," Klaus spat, getting on his feet.
"That won't be necessary, Marcel's coming."
Marcel walked by the couch and caressed Camille's chin and smiled pitifully, earning a jealous look from Klaus.
"My guys have him tied up in an old barn two blocks from here. I wanted to come by to see how Cami was doing and ask if guys want to question him yourselves."
"I certainly do," Klaus said angrily, following Marcel and Elijah as they made their way to the door. "Do try to get some sleep Camille. I'll be here early tomorrow morning,"
Klaus was just about to shut the door behind him when he heard Camille call.
"Stay the night," she said softly. His anger reduced to affection at her request.
Camille came out of her bedroom after a quick shower and changing into her pyjamas to find a bowl of noodles drenched in soup and a glass of lemonade, neatly arranged on a tray.
"You must eat," Klaus ordered.
Camille sat quietly and began to eat her meal. She looked at him with a questioning look.
"I bought it," he answered her silent question, "if you were looking for a Mikaelson brother who cooks you might have to call back Elijah."
Camille chuckled.
There was an awkward silence in the room. Camille then realised that Klaus was still wearing the shirt she ripped.
"I thought I asked you to change that!" she exclaimed all of a sudden, pointing to the shirt.
"I'm quite fond of this one, actually," Klaus joked.
Camille played with her food as her face grew serious.
"Listen Klaus, I am sorry for the way I acted earlier... I don't know what came over me... It was slutty and-"
"No need love," he said, "besides you've already paid for your sins."
Camille frowned in confusion.
"That charcoal grey shirt suits me quite well. I'm keeping it."
"No. No. No. No. Absolutely not! That's one of my favorite shirts! I want my shirt back!" she said half jokingly as Klaus laughed.
By the time Klaus came out of the kitchen after disposing the rest of Camille's dinner, she was fast asleep. He carefully lifted her and carried her to her bed. Taking one look at her peaceful face after tucking her in, he climbed under the sheets and settled beside her.
"You're an enigma," he whispered to a sleeping Camille, "You have no idea the power you had over me earlier tonight. If you were any other woman I would have taken you and satisfied my lustful desire. But you my dear, are very different," he began to twirl his fingers in the tips of her golden locks and chuckled softly. "My siblings seem to think I fancy you. They are wrong. I do not fancy you. You have my heart in your hand, Camille. You ripped open my chest and grabbed my stone heart. And because you did, you would be another target for my enemies. I guess that's a misfortune I'd have to take full blame for."
His phone vibrated in his pocket and got out of Camille's room.
"Any information, brother?"
"It appears this person was sent by someone who wants to get your attention. It was all planned out. He had a witch cast a spell on him to create the illusion that you were the one in Camille's apartment, knowing I was out with her. We are yet to ask him who sent him." Elijah reported. Klaus kept mute.
"Niklaus, contrary to what you think, I would never allow anyone to hurt Camille. After what you did to both Gia and Hayley, I'm no longer loyal to you, but Camille is now family to me. She has no family left apart from us. And like you, I will protect her. Always and forever." Elijah said and ended the call.
Klaus walked quietly into Camille's bedroom, pondering over what Elijah had said. He picked up her jacket from the floor and a CD fell out of it. Smiling at it, he placed it in a slot in a CD player on her bedside table and turned it on.
Taking his place back in the bed beside Camille and twirling her hair between his fingers, he closed his eyes while enjoying the sound of the trumpet from the stereo.
"Hold me close and hold me fast,
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose..."
Klaus felt Camille wiggle under the sheets and placed her palm on his chest unconsciously, making him stiffen.
"When you press me to your heart..." Camille sleep-sang and her voice trailed, causing Klaus to chuckle. He looked down at her hand on his chest, raised her head to his shoulder and covered her hand on his chest with his. And as the music filled the room, he shut his eyes and peacefully drifted off to sleep.
"Give your heart and soul to me,
And life will always be,
La vie en rose."
A/N: That's all for now. I'll continue after the next season premieres. I would like the rest of the story to be in sync with the actual series. With rumours of new enemies on the way, we'll get to know which one attacked Cami in this story.
Song on the stereo: La Vie En Rose - Louis Armstrong.
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