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Stefan's eyes widened at Rebekah's words. "She sent them to prison?" He asked, lowering his voice.

Rebekah nodded. "Elijah wouldn't tell me much, except Nik had trusted Sophie, and she betrayed them for Marcel. I never knew why, but it was enough for me to despise her." She whispered, moving past her husband.

Stefan sighed as he turned to follow her as she moved to sit down, carefully, on a stone bench next to the entrance. "Rebekah, she came to warn Klaus. I don't think she is the same person she was." He replied, softly.

Rebekah shook her head. "That doesn't matter, Stefan. This family doesn't forget betrayal, and it will be a cold day in hell before I forgive her for throwing my brothers into prison." She replied, harshly.

Stefan shook his head, and grasped her hands in his. "Rebekah, I know this is going to be hard, but Klaus seems to believe her, and I trust him. Don't you?" He asked, looking at her carefully.

Rebekah glared at him. "Of course I trust him." She stated, passing a glance towards her brother, still in the garden with Caroline.

Stefan smiled as he squeezed her hands. "Then I suggest you trust Klaus' decision to believe her. I know he doesn't trust her either, but he does believe her, and I believe him." He stated, with determination. "I know Klaus, and so do you, if he says there is danger, and then we should believe him, no matter who told him." He added with a soft tone.

Rebekah sighed. "I hate it when you're right. You know that." She stated, with a shake of her head.

Stefan chuckled, and leaned forward. Softly kissing her lips, he smiled as her mouth opened to return the kiss.

Slowly he pulled back, and watched as her eyes opened. "And I love it when you're protective." He whispered, softly caressing her chin with his hand.

Rebekah blushed and smiled as her head dipped. "Now I remember why I married you." She whispered, fluttering her eyelashes with a smile.

Stefan chuckled as he leaned forward and kissed her quickly before standing up. Extending his arm out, he helped her stand up.

"Now, should I escort you to the house, or can you make it there yourself?" He asked, with laughing eyes.

Rebekah glared at him. "I'm pregnant, Stefan, not helpless." She stated, her mouth tugging in the corners, as she fought to keep from smiling.

Stefan smiled, and nodded. It was a regular occurrence between them to bicker, and they loved every minute of it. It was them.

Rebekah stretched slightly, and softly kissed her husband's cheek before turning towards the path which led to their house.

Stefan smiled as he watched her go. She was beautiful, and she was his.

He turned his gaze to the couple still holding each other in the garden. With a sigh, he turned on his heel, and followed his wife.

They needed a little time, and he was going to give them that.

~X~

Jean stood at the window of her bedroom, with her arms placed above her stomach. Her eyes searched the horizon, looking for something she would never find.

She didn't think this could ever happen. She didn't plan for this. Sure she had considered the possibility, but for it to actually happen…

She closed her eyes and lowered her head. She needed to tell him, but how?

How could she tell him? The truth was, he already knew part of it, but there was another part. The truly dark part.

How could he possibly understand that?

She jumped slightly when she felt arms snake around her body. She quickly relaxed and leaned into that familiar body.

She allowed a smile to grace her lips as she felt his lips at her temple.

"Are you going to tell me what's bothering you, Bonnie Jean?" Vaughn whispered his accent deep and sultry.

She shivered at his breathe on her ear. "How do you know something's bothering me?" She asked, leaning her head back on his shoulder.

He smiled as he dipped his head slightly. "Because I know you, Jean," He began, brushing his nose along her cheek bone. "Whenever something is bothering you, you become quiet or you shout and hit, and since you have been pregnant, it has been the first." He whispered with a kiss on her cheek.

She sighed, and nodded. She thought for a moment before answering him. "There is someone here. Someone from my past, someone I never thought I would see again, and hoped I wouldn't." She stated, in a tense tone.

He took a deep breathe. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, knowing the tone in her voice was a finality tone.

She moved her head to the side, and then stepped away from his embrace. "I want to." She whispered, in a voice barely recognizable. She turned to look at him. "I just can't, not now." She added, emotion shining through her eyes.

Vaughn smiled and stepped toward her. "Whenever you are ready, then." He replied, shrugging his shoulders.

She narrowed her eyes, and tilted her head. "Why are you letting it go?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

He chuckled. "Because me pressuring you won't do any good." He stated, closing the distance between them. "I discovered a long time ago, that you will tell me when you are ready, so I'll be patient." He answered, with a smile.

She scoffed. "Bull shit." She stated, dropping her arms, and lifting her right hand to his chest. "This is some damn new tactic you are using on me." She added, pushing at his chest. "Well, I got news for you, Galen, it won't work." She concluded, lifting her head high.

He smirked as she straightened, and moved to walk past him. "I thought we moved past the secrets." He called out as she crossed the room.

She stopped, and lifted her head higher as she turned around. "I have told you everything." She stated, vehemently.

He shook his head. "No," He began, shaking his right pointer at her. "No, you have only told me what you wanted to tell me, part of the truth." He stated, stepping towards her. "Now, I love you, Jean, but I don't know how much more I can take with the secrets you are hiding from me."

She swallowed hard and lowered her gaze. "Maybe the whole truth isn't worth hearing." She whispered, glancing at him.

He shook his head. "No, anything that affects this marriage or affects our family is always worth hearing, especially if it bothers you." He stated, trying to remain calm.

"And if you leave me." She whispered, not really knowing why she was whispering such a thing. Normally she wouldn't dream of saying it out loud. In her mind, she blamed her hormones.

He tilted his head, as he stepped toward her, closing the distance between them. "Bonnie Jean, nothing you will say will ever make me leave you, no matter how dark or heart wrenching it is." He whispered, grasping her face in his hands.

Jean felt the tears building in her eyes, and she let out a low curse. "Damn these hormones." She whispered, as she shook her head out of his grasp, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He let out a sigh as his arms wrapped around her waist, and held her close to him. Somewhere in his mind, he wondered what would have her so quiet and contemplative. He knew the basics of her past, but not the entire details. He also knew Jean was never forth coming about it. He just hoped she would tell him. She didn't need to carry whatever burden she was carrying, especially not now.

~X~

Bonnie lowered her head as she walked down the corridor towards their room. She had just checked on the guest, and she had been pleased for the recovery, but something was still off. She wouldn't say much, but she knew the problem that lay before the family, and it was weighing heavily on her mind and heart.

She wanted to speak to Caroline, but she had left with Klaus, and in the state he was in, Bonnie knew only Caroline could get through to him.

She smiled at the relationship between her friend and brother-in-law. Never had she seen a more perfect couple, and she was married to a perfect man, well a perfect man for her. She knew the rest of the kingdom and court thought the same. Klaus and Caroline were made for each other, and it was proven every time something would arise though nothing so hard as this.

Bonnie sighed as she reached the door. She paused and threw her head back slightly. She knew, somehow, that Klaus and Caroline would whether any storm. She had faith for them. She knew her friend's strength. She had seen it when they had been taken by Klaus and then by Tyler. The latter, she knew, was Caroline's love for Klaus.

Love was strength not a weakness. She knew that one personally. She shivered as she thought of her husband. Being separated from him was the hardest trial she ever went through in her life, and she shuddered to think if it ever happened again. Now they had little Bellona, their precious diamond. She couldn't bear the thought of losing their daughter, as much as losing Kol.

Reaching for the knob, she smiled as she opened the door. She tilted her head to the side, as she found Kol standing in front of the window, with his arms across his chest, staring out into the landscape below. She turned her head to the crib. Their daughter was not there. She smiled as she remembered Esther saying she was going to watch over the little one today.

Stepping fully into the room, she quietly closed the door. She smiled once more as Kol remained unmoved. Shaking her head, she walked across the room, and slowly began to wrap her arms around his waist.

"Are you trying to scare me, gypsy?" He asked, with a smile in his voice.

She shrugged, as she began to travel around his body to face him. "Did it work?" She asked, with a smile.

Kol smiled as he gazed down at his wife. "Nope." He whispered, with a wink.

Bonnie narrowed her eyes, and jutted her jaw forward as she bit back a smile. "Well, I guess I'll have to try another tactic, then." She whispered, wiggling her eyebrows.

Kol chuckled and tilted his head. "Oh, and what might that be?" He asked, unfolding his arms, and wrapping them around her waist, pulling her closer to his body.

She smiled and tilted her head back to look into his eyes. "I'll have to think on it." She whispered with a wink.

He shook his head with a smile, and tightened his hold on her. "Well, then, what shall we do now." He whispered, lowering his head to her.

Bonnie smirked and moved her hands up his chest, and stroked his skin through the opening of his tanned tunic. She fluttered her eyelashes up when she felt him shiver.

"I can think of one thing." She whispered in a seductive tone. "Your mother is watching Bellona, and I'm not needed for anything." She continued with a tilt of her head.

Kol smirked and inhaled deeply. "I see." He replied, lowly. "Are you trying to seduce me, gypsy?" He asked, searching her eyes.

"Is it working?" She asked, softly.

Kol growled as he picked her up at the waist, bringing her mouth level with his. "You have no idea." He stated, before his mouth crushed hers.

Passionately their mouths opened, and their tongues began to swirl inside each other's mouths. Her hands wound through his hair, he began to move towards the bed. She moaned as he gently settled her down on her feet, and pulled back to look at her.

She smiled as he untied her bodice, and gently pushed the dress down her yielding body.

"God, you are so beautiful." He whispered in a sultry voice, causing her to shiver.

She smiled with a slight blush, as he appraised her body with eyes that loved her. Kol moved his hands slowly up her body in soft caresses, causing her to shiver at his touch. She sighed as he lowered his head and kissed her lips gently, before quickly moving to her neck, lowering to her chest, taking her left breast in his mouth.

She moaned and arched her back, moving her breast into his mouth even more. His hands gripped her waist, and pulled her tighter to him. She lifted her head, and bit her bottom lip as he moved to her other breast. She moved her hands to his tunic, and began to tug it upward.

She groaned when he straightened, giving her room to remove his tunic. She smiled devilishly at his perfect physique, and leaned forward as her mouth laid butterfly kisses on his chest. She felt him shiver as her lips touched his skin.

"Oh, Bonnie lass." He moaned as her lips, moved upward as her hands caressed his bare chest.

She smiled as she kissed his throat and then upward to his jaw, and finally to his lips. She opened her mouth, and allowed his tongue to probe hers in a delicious manner.

Kol's control was about to leave him as her hands moved over his skin, along with her nails raking down his chest. Softly, but hurriedly, pushed her backwards, as she sat on the bed, all the while never separating from her mouth.

Slowly, Bonnie broke the kiss, and smiled coyly as she backed up on the bed, watching his eyes darken with passion. Lifting her right hand, she moved her pointer finger in a curled manner, telling him to come to her.

He smiled as he moved to his pants, taking them off along with his boots as quickly as he could, and then crawled over to her.

She smiled as her arms wrapped around his neck, and kissed him as if this was the last thing she would ever do.

Kol pushed her body down into the mattress, as his mouth devoured hers. His right hand propped up beside her as his left moved up and down her body, caressing her, and bringing her pleasure higher with each touch.

Her hands moved down his back, gently stroking him as he stroked her. He lifted his face and gazed down at her, and smiled as his fingers found their mark. He watched her eyes dilate, and become the color of the spring grass, as his finger was inserted into her.

Bonnie moaned as he inserted another, and she arched her back, closer to him, as he continued to pleasure her.

She grasped his shoulders as she felt her body tingle and her head became light.

"Oh, Kol." She moaned, as tightened her hold, as he continued to move his fingers inside her.

He smiled as she called out his name. "Look at me, gypsy." He whispered, as her eyes closed.

She opened them, and stared into his as the orgasm overtook her, and she called out his name.

She panted as she came down, so high from the pleasure, she didn't notice him moving over her, until he began to slowly enter her.

She moaned, loving the feel of him filling her completely.

Kol closed his eyes at the pleasure, and leaned down to kiss her lips, before he began to move. Bonnie moaned into his mouth as she began to move with him, enticing him to move faster with her hips. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around his waist, and they both groaned as he went in deeper.

"Oh, Kol." She moaned as he moved to her pleasure spot more than once.

"Oh, Bonnie." He moaned in return as he felt her tightening around him.

With a small cry from her, he began to speed up his thrusts. She held onto him with each pound, and smiled as she gazed into his eyes.

His brown hair was wet with the sweat, and his eyes were dark with passion and love. He was beautiful, and she was coming undone.

Finally she cried out, though she didn't hear herself, she only heard him. Her body shook as she came down from her high, and he collapsed on top of her. She wrapped her arms around him, and held him to her as she gathered her senses.

He took a deep breathe, and propped on his forearms to look at her. "Oh, gypsy, you are going to be the death of me one day." He whispered, shaking his head.

She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. "Why do you say that?" She asked in between her pants.

He smiled. "Because every time we make love, is better than the last." He answered with a wink.

She blushed and lowered her gaze. "Is it really?" She asked, shyly.

He chuckled, and nodded. "Oh, yes, it is." He whispered, lowering his head to kiss her lips. "I want you to promise me something, though." He replied, pulling back.

Bonnie smiled. "What?" She asked, stroking his hair with her hands.

"I want you to promise that when my time comes that you will make love to me until I can't walk." He stated, moving his head up and down.

Her mouth dropped at his statement. "Kol!" She shouted, hitting his chest with her right hand.

He chuckled. "I'm serious." He began, trying to move away from her, ignoring the pangs of pleasure he was feeling with the movements. "If I'm going to die, I want to go out with a bang and I want to go out making love to my wife, two things that make me exceedingly happy." He stated, with a serious tone.

She smiled, and shook her head. "Only you would come up with this." She whispered, gazing in his eyes.

He smiled and kissed her lips. "Does that mean you will do it?" He asked, as he nuzzled her nose with his.

Bonnie licked her lips. "Only if you promise me the same thing." She answered, with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

His mouth dropped. "Why, gypsy? I had no idea you were this brazen." He stated in a teasing tone.

She giggled and pushed him over, though they were still connected, and straddled his waist, looking down at his shocked face. "I'll show you brazen." She whispered, as she began to move over him.

His last thought before he focused on his wife was his life with her would never be dull, and when he died, he would die a very happy man.

A very happy man indeed.

~X~

Klaus walked into the library that afternoon, and sighed as he closed the door. So much lay on his mind, and it was not easing up.

Caroline had gone to check on David, and he needed sometime alone. He should have known the thought of getting her to leave with David would never work. Truthfully, he was grateful she had resisted. He couldn't imagine a day without her by his side. One month was enough for him.

It had been torture for him to be away from her, and she knew it. She had felt the same way.

He was a fool to even consider it.

He remembered a time when he thought love was a man's greatest weakness, and yet he fell in love with Caroline. She was his strength, and he couldn't even imagine life without her.

Which brought about the other thought, Marcel.

He sighed as he approached the window. Marcel was after his family, and only he knew why. He should tell Caroline. She needed to know the truth. The whole truth.

He heard the door open, and he slowly turned around.

He let out a sigh as he looked at the person standing in the doorway.

"Elijah." He replied with a nod.

Elijah smiled and nodded in return. "Hello, Niklaus."

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