A/N: Ok guys…from now on…I do not listen to demands (not trying to be rude, just honest)….lol…because I wrote myself into a corner….and I felt sooo terrible for making you guys wait…but I was too busy listening to people saying make them kiss already…jeez its been 50,000 words and no kiss!…and then I came up with two plots for the next chapter...and they were completely conflicting… and god dammit
One was a way to get them to kiss soon…and the other was how I wanted the next chapter to go…
…and so for the past few days…I would open the document…and just stare at it…because I wanted to use both ideas I came up with…but they didn't work together…
Rebekah doesn't have her own place in my fic…she is living in the Mikaelson mansion…with Elijah and Klaus…
"What is she doing here?" Rebekah asked as she walked down the stairs.
"Rebekah be nice," Klaus said closing the door behind Caroline. "Caroline will be staying with us, indefinitely."
"What?" Rebekah blurted out. "She's staying here?" she demanded turning to glare at the quiet blonde girl standing next to her brother.
Caroline didn't respond, she really didn't want to cause a fight when they were allowing her to stay with them. As much as she wanted to snap back at Rebekah, she held her tongue. She wanted to stay here with people, not alone. She didn't want to be attacked again—plus Klaus was going to train her.
"Here I'll take that" Klaus said, ignoring Rebekah and taking the pink luggage from Caroline, who was being uncharacteristically quiet. Especially when Rebekah was being so rude to her. Caroline and Rebekah usually butted heads and Caroline was not one to let his sister win. He glanced away from Caroline as Elijah walked into the room.
"Niklaus?" Elijah said as he walked into the foyer. His brother had not returned home last night, he had been wondering where he had disappeared to. "Miss Forbes?" he asked quirking an eyebrow at the baby vampire that stood quietly next to his brother and then returning his gaze to Klaus.
"Elijah," Klaus said nodding to his brother in acknowledgement.
"May I inquire as to what you are doing with pink luggage?" Elijah asked, quirking his eyebrow even higher.
"Caroline is staying with us," Klaus explained, ignoring Elijah's quip. "Silas attacked her yesterday after she visited the Bennett witch—he wants the cure Elijah," he added shooting his brother a pointed look.
"Niklaus I still have not decided who is getting it," Elijah countered calmly, putting his hands into the pockets of his dress pants.
Klaus's face hardened, why was his brother refusing to see logic? Elijah was the one in their family that always thought things through—logically. And keeping the cure while others got hurt was not logical, it was not helping anyone.
He turned his hard glare to his sister and walked forward holding out the pink bag.
"Show Caroline to her room," he said through gritted teeth as he turned to glare at Elijah, he didn't particularly want Caroline to witness him going head to head with his brother. He had a feeling that this time it may get physical.
He turned back to Rebekah when the bag remained untouched in his hand. She stood at the bottom of the steps with her arms crossed over her chest and a defiant look on her face.
"Rebekah—take Caroline to her room," he repeated, losing his patience and shaking the bag he held slightly.
He was surprised when small hands reached for the bag from beside him and gently took it from his hands. He turned to see Caroline standing there with a confused look on her face.
"You could ask her nicely," Caroline said quietly as she slung the bag over her shoulder and started walking up the steps on her own.
Rebekah frowned for a moment. Had Caroline just stood up for her against her own brother? She held back the grin that was tugging at the corner of her mouth.
"You coming?" Caroline asked from behind her, up the steps.
Rebekah turned on the step she was on, arms still crossed and frown still in place. She let out a sigh and glanced at her brothers who both looked irritated with the other. Irritated wasn't the best way to describe either of them. Klaus looked furious and Elijah looked exasperated.
"Fine," she huffed and turned, walking up to meet Caroline on the steps. "I don't need to be present for yet another testosterone fueled fight between my brothers anyways."
Caroline followed Rebekah up the steps and down the hallway. She had only seen the first floor of the house and she had thought that that was huge. Well technically she had seen the upstairs and Klaus's bedroom—but she had been too preoccupied with taking out her anger at Klaus to take in the details of the upstairs. This house had to have wings or something. Like the huge mansions or the white house had.
"I'm assuming Nik wants you in the guest bedroom near his room," Rebekah said as she turned left down another hallway at the end of the first hallway—where it split.
"That's his room," she said as she pointed at the door to her left and then opened the door across the hall from it.
Caroline had to refrain from letting her jaw drop as she walked into the guest room. Her whole house could probably fit in this one room. There was a high ceiling and on the far wall a huge window that was letting in the early afternoon sun.
In the center of the room stood a large king sized four poster bed made of polished dark cherry wood. There was a huge flat screen television on the wall opposite the bed and the rest of the room was furnished with the same dark wood furniture.
She walked towards her bed where Rebekah was now perched picking at her perfectly manicured nails and set her bag on the end of it as she proceeded to gaze around the room.
Her eyes caught on the painting above the bed. It was a beautiful landscape that she knew Klaus had to of painted. It looked like Ireland or Scotland with the fog and the hills—or at least what she suspected one of those to look like. She had never been out of Virginia so she wouldn't know.
"So why are you really here?" Rebekah said breaking the silence and Caroline's stare. "You hate Nik."
"I was alone last night, and Silas did something really terrible to me," Caroline said as she unzipped her bag and started pulling some of her clothes out. She turned and walked over to the dresser placing her clothes inside one of the drawers. She didn't have much with her—she should've packed more clothes.
"I'm alone at home most of the time and well Klaus offered—well more of demanded that I stay here," she said with a shake of her head at the way he had insisted she stay with him. She walked back over to the bed and grabbed her bras and panties out of the bag.
Rebekah raised her eyebrows as Caroline pulled out an assortment of lacy bras and panties. What was she doing with such racy underwear?—unless she planned on someone seeing them. She held back a shudder at the thought of her brother and Caroline.
Caroline rolled her eyes as Rebekah raised her eyebrows at the selection of underwear that she had brought. So what if she wanted to feel sexy? "And quite frankly I don't want to be alone, especially if Silas can get to me that easily," Caroline said, walking back over to the dresser and placing her underwear in another drawer
"Can I ask what he did?" Rebekah inquired, curious as to what Silas had done to Caroline to make her willingly stay in their crazy house.
Caroline frowned as she closed the drawer and then walked back to the bed to grab her curling iron out of the bag.
She glanced at Rebekah who was sitting on her temporary bed and let out a sigh.
"I'm not going to tell you details because quite frankly I haven't decided if I am willing to change my opinion of you just yet," she said looking at Rebekah in a way that suggested she was sizing her up.
"I'll just say that this past year some pretty awful stuff has happened to me," Caroline said quietly as she picked at the side of her duffel bag. "Silas just re-enacted part of it and luckily Klaus came knocking a few minutes after Silas arrived."
She turned to go place her curling iron on the dresser too.
"And for the record," she said pausing and turning to glance at Rebekah. "I don't hate him."
Elijah walked into the parlor with a fuming Klaus hot on his heels.
"Brother are you so deluded to think that you can decide who gets the cure?" Klaus practically spat at him. "This is Silas we are talking about—an immortal being that is more powerful than even we are."
"Niklaus I never said I wouldn't give it to you," Elijah said calmly turning to face him. "I simply said I had not decided yet."
"There is—no—decision—to—make," Klaus grit out clenching his fists. "Now the Bennett witch has a plan to take down Silas and it involves the cure—so hand it over brother," Klaus said holding out his hand expectantly.
"Niklaus, you cannot continue to go about life ordering people around," Elijah said glancing at Klaus's outstretched hand and ignoring it. "That may work for young vampires, and wolves and your remaining hybrid—but I refuse to listen to your childish tantrums any longer." Elijah walked over to the desk and leaned back against it, crossing his arms over his chest.
"We are family, and we stick together. But we also need to listen to each other—have you not considered that I may be holding onto the cure right now for other reasons? Reasons other than Rebekah's whims about being human," Elijah inquired simply, trying to talk this through calmly and logically with Klaus. Not that that would ever happen, his brother had too much of a temper to ever calmly discuss anything.
"Humor me Elijah—what is this other reason," Klaus said as he waved his hand out mockingly in front of him, indicating for Elijah to continue.
"Katarina handed over the cure—willingly, with no demands," Elijah said evenly, refusing to play into Niklaus's childish attempt at initiating a fight. "But I refuse to hand it over to you, until you release her from this chase that you have been leading for the past four and a half centuries," Elijah continued seriously, stating his demands.
Klaus shot him a look and then started laughing crazily—Elijah had lost it if he thought he could barter for Katarina's freedom.
"You ask me to allow Katarina to go free after the nearly half millennium she delayed me in breaking my curse?" Klaus barked out with a laugh. "You expect too much of me brother—I will not allow Katarina her freedom," he said darkly.
"Had it not been for her delaying you, you never would've known you needed the doppelganger's blood to make more hybrids—she did you a favor in making you wait," Elijah countered.
"And what good has that gotten me brother?" Klaus demanded. "Rebekah ensured that I could make no more hybrids by destroying the last of the doppelganger's blood," he said throwing his arms out to the side as he walked closer to the fire place. "Katarina's so called favor has gotten me nothing—I have one remaining hybrid, who also now is running for his life." Klaus turned to his brother again, setting him with a cold hard stare. "Those who betray me must learn that they can expect nothing but fear, paranoia and death as my retaliation," he said lowly.
"Then I would ask you, as your only remaining brother—give me this chance at happiness. Katherine and I have waited nearly five centuries to be together. Your curse is broken—let her go and I will give you the cure. To do with however you please," Elijah said uncrossing his arms as he walked towards Klaus slowly. He was offering him a good trade—the only cure to immortality for Katherine's freedom.
"I'm afraid I cannot allow that—I'll just have the Bennett witch come up with another way to kill Silas if you don't hand it over—or I can find that dagger that Rebekah handed over to the Ripper." Klaus said with a grin as he threatened his brother. "I'm sure he would be willing to help take down you and then Silas after he learns what Silas did to Caroline." Klaus added with a wicked grin as he pulled out his phone and turned away from his ignorant brother.
"Would you not ask the same of me if you were in my shoes?" Elijah called after him quietly.
Klaus froze and then whipped around.
"If I were in your shoes?" Klaus questioned, not knowing where Elijah was going with this.
Elijah almost smiled at himself, there was an instant when Klaus turned that he saw a flicker of emotion in his eyes. An emotion other than anger, an emotion for the baby vampire who was upstairs right now, with Rebekah, discussing inviting the Bennett witch over.
"Would you not ask the same of me if the roles were reversed and it was I that was chasing Caroline down," Elijah countered after finally seeing an emotional response other than anger in Klaus.
"What are you insinuating brother?" Klaus spat at him, shoving his phone back in his pocket as he stalked back towards Elijah.
"You refuse me my happiness with the woman I love, yet you parade the woman you love around right under my nose," Elijah said.
Klaus barked out another laugh and turned away from Elijah shaking his head.
"We do not love Elijah," Klaus said harshly as he walked over the table holding the liquor and poured himself some scotch. Love is a weakness. He had only just begun to realize how much Caroline meant to him, and already someone was using her against him—and it was his brother, not an enemy.
He saw Elijah open his mouth to respond when Caroline and Rebekah flitted into the room, interrupting.
"Bonnie is coming over," Caroline said as she plopped down on the sofa. "Can you two stop fighting long enough to hear her plan out and not hurt her?" she asked with raised eyebrows.
A/N: Ok guys I've been updating like crazy these past few weeks because I've been putting my classes on hold…Next chapter probably won't go up for another week…sorry!
Its crunch time for me now…I have an exam Thursday and Friday, then a term paper due Monday…then I have a few days between Monday and when my finals start so I may get a chapter up then… don't worry I haven't abandoned this story…I just need to actually finish out this semester strong…and then it will be summer…and my sister is in the middle of writing a novel or something…and we will make each other write when she comes home…and hell ill have more free time to do it…when I'm not working that is… ;)
No kiss….suck it! Hahaha jk that was rude…im just happy I logically worked it out.. I know when and how the kiss is gonna happen ;) so stop demanding it… I get it…u guys want a kiss…but I'm the writer ;) so I get to ultimately decide…
Reviews and suggestions? I do love u guys…even though I've been mia for like 5 days lmao…