I just had to write something about the 60's before reaching the present time :)

Chapter 49

Flower power

1967

You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you...

"Turn that off", Klaus said annoyed.

I enjoyed dancing so much that I smiled and shook my head. I held out my hand, trying to get him to dance with me. Klaus marched straight to my record player and turned it off.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I won't tolerate that feminist nonsense in this house", he snapped. "They are almost as bad as those damn hippies. Flower power…"

I tried my best to hide my smile. I liked these ideas that hippies had about love and peace. And I would have liked to wear same kind of clothes than I had seen some of the women wearing but Klaus would have never allowed that. He really despised all these new movements, like feminism. I found it interesting and I was happy to see that women had more rights these days. It didn't really affect my life but I was still happy about this development.

"I think this music and those books you read have a bad influence on you", Klaus stated.

I scowled him and signed that I had a right to read what I wanted. He didn't own me.

"I'm your husband, you belong to me."

I was sick of hearing that. I wasn't an object. And times had changed since we got married. Klaus smiled and touched my cheek.

"Yes, times may change but not in this household. You are mine, Anna and you always will be."

There was no point arguing with him. He had become even more possessive during last decades. It was distressing sometimes but I tried to understand him. He had lost everyone else. I hadn't heard a word from Elijah or Rebekah since 1921. I really missed them both. Klaus still refused to talk about them. I hoped that they were alright. It made me sad to be apart from Elijah. I missed his calming presence. I sighed.

"What's the matter?" Klaus asked.

I shook my head. I knew that mentioning Elijah would only make him angry. I still felt sad so I asked him to hold me. He looked surprised but he wrapped his arms around me. I let out a silent sob. Clearly that made him uncomfortable.

"Tell me what's wrong", he demanded. "Have someone been mean to you?"

I shook my head. I told him that I was just feeling sad. He caressed my cheek calmingly.

"Anna, I…"

"Excuse me sir", one of his witches said. She was standing in the doorway. I quickly turned away. I didn't want her to see my pathetic tears.

"What?" Klaus asked annoyed.

"There's an urgent matter that requires your attention", she said calmly.

I knew what that meant. He was probably leaving again. And I would be stuck in this house until he would come back.

"I'll be right back, love", he said and kissed my cheek before following the witch. Fay, if I remembered correctly. There were so many witches, warlocks and vampires coming and going that it was difficult to keep track of all of them. They were all polite to me, probably because they had to be, but most of them never talked to me unless it was absolutely necessary.

There was only one person I considered to be my friend. Vincent. Somehow he reminded me of Elijah. I felt that I could trust him. And he was the only person besides Klaus who understood my signs. But he wasn't here right now.

I walked back and forth in the living room, hoping that Klaus wouldn't leave. I had sometimes tried to ask him what he was doing when he was away but he just dodged the subject. I suspected that it had something to do with the curse. Since the Petrova bloodline was broken and he wasn't going to use me to break the curse, he was probably trying to find some other way.

He was obsessed with breaking that curse and I doubted that he would ever give up. Sometimes I heard rumors about the things he had done. And I could see the fear in other vampire's eyes when they looked at him. But he was never like that when he was with me. Sure, he was possessive but he was also gentle and caring. Sometimes I wondered if I was the only person who got to see that side of him. I looked up when Klaus came back. I knew what he was going to say before he spoke.

"Anna, there's something I have to take care of. It won't take long, two days tops."

I nodded. There was no point arguing with him. He would leave either way. He cupped my face and kissed me.

"I make this up to you, I promise."

I nodded and asked him to come back as soon as possible. He smiled.

"I promise, love."

After he left, I turned the music back on. It made me feel a little better. I danced until I finally had to sit down. I hoped that Vincent would be home soon. He usually watched TV with me when Klaus wasn't home. And Bewitched was on tonight. For some reason none of the witches liked that show. I felt like having a snack so I headed to the kitchen. When I passed the door to the basement, I heard loud laughing. Some of the vampires liked to spend time there. They had made it some kind of game room with a pool table. I didn't pay much attention to them until I heard a weak whimper.

"Please don't…"

It was a girl's voice. I gasped before I ran downstairs. It didn't even occur to me to be afraid. I saw three vampires circling a young girl. She couldn't be more than 11 or 12. She had messy dark hair and she was wearing a dirty clothes. There was a big wound on her forehead. It wasn't difficult to see how terrified she was. I stepped next to her without hesitation. I looked at the three vampires angrily.

"Ma'am", one of them said tensely. "We caught this little thief trespassing."

I signed to them that I wouldn't allow them to hurt this girl. They all looked confused and annoyed.

"I'm sorry ma'am but we can't understand you", one of them said trying his best to sound polite. Obviously they weren't happy that I had interrupted them. I took the girl's hand and started to lead her upstairs. All the vampires were scowling me but they didn't dare try to stop me. In that moment I was truly grateful that they were so afraid of Klaus.

I led the girl into the living room and looked at her. She was shaking. I touched her shoulder calmingly. I really hoped that I could have told her that she was safe. I motioned her to take a seat and started to clean the wound on her forehead. She was looking at me fearfully with her brown eyes.

"What's going on here?" Vincent asked.

I was happy and relieved to see him. I explained the situation to him and asked him to tell the girl that everything was alright. No one would hurt her. The girl grabbed my hand when Vincent approached her.

"Easy now", Vincent said calmingly. "You're safe, little girl."

She didn't seem convinced. I stroked her hair hoping to calm her down.

"My name is Vincent and this lady is Anna. What's your name?"

"Maggie", she said quietly.

"Ok Maggie, I better take you home. Where do you live?"

"I…I don't have a home."

I was shocked. Poor girl. Where was her family? I signed the question to Vincent who asked it out loud. The girl shook her head. A tear rolled down her cheek. I wrapped my arms gently around her. She hugged me tightly. I've never felt anything like it before. Vincent was biting his lower lip.

"Ma'am, the girl can't stay here", he said quietly. "I don't think that your husband…"

I shook my head. I wasn't going to just throw this little girl on the street. But I knew that Vincent was right. Klaus wouldn't be happy about this. On the other hand, Klaus wasn't here at the moment. I asked Vincent to get the girl something to eat. He looked tense but he obeyed. I took a handkerchief and dried the girl's eyes. She was smiling at me shyly. I couldn't help but smile too. I was determined to look after her; at least until I would find out if she had any family.

"You can't speak, ma'am?" she asked.

I shook my head. She took a small notebook and a pen from her shabby backpack and handed them to me.

"Now you can write", she said.

I smiled and touched her cheek. I looked at the notebook and noticed three letters on the cover. M E F. I pointed at the letters.

"My initials", she explained. "Margaret Elena Fleming."

...

Yes, she's Isobel's mother. And Elijah will be in the next chapter.