Plans and Solutions

Eliza was being reckless. And stupid. And irresponsible. All of her flaws were clearly showing. She hated herself for it, yet she didn't have the strength to stop. The reason why she was doing it was because of Klaus; she blamed in. Really, it was probably all her fault that she was feeling this way. That she was feeling like she did now; an incapable mother who shouldn't be selfish enough to bring up children in the world she lives in. Nothing in anyone's lives were perfect, and these babies were a second chance for Eliza and Klaus himself. But second chances don't always work and that shouldn't be the reason to have children. Both parents should want a child. The child should have a loving family. All that Eliza could offer these children were the protection she could give, a loving auntie, a daggered uncle, an unloving father and all of his enemies - who would no doubt try to kill the poor children. How was that the right thing to do?

The tears were streaming from her cheeks as Eliza sat on a bench in the lonely, dark street, staring directly at the bottle of wolfs bane and nothing else. How the thought even came to her head, she didn't know. But for some reason, Eliza had come to the conclusion, at some point, that putting these babies out of their misery - her misery - was the best thing to do. This conclusion had lasted all but half an hour. Now she was sat here; alone, confused, terrified - terrified of what horrid thoughts she was thinking. Killing your own children was a sin - even if the child was a mere embryo, non-significant so far in this world. But it would be cruel to force these babies to face all the problems that were occurring at such a young age...

Eliza hated herself. Eliza hated her problems. Eliza hated all the wrong decisions that Klaus had made. Yet she didn't hate him. She didn't hate these babies. In fact, she loved Klaus more than she could handle and she was growing to love these babies unconditionally. This is all she had come to decide during the 10 minutes she had been sitting here, only staring and shifting uncomfortably.

These children that she is going to have will be be part human, part wolf, part witch. They will be unique - unlike anything that has ever been possible before. If only she could convince Klaus to love them like he loved her... Then they would have everything they needed; a loving father and an endless amount of protection. But Eliza and Klaus were on such bad terms at the moment, that she didn't think it would be possible to convince him. Maybe she could-

That thought was interrupted as a voice spoke, breaking her away from the depths of her mind and dragging her back to reality.

" Dumb move, sitting alone out here in the quarter. You're coming with me, little wolf," Eliza turned towards the sound of the unfamiliar voice and frowned, while rolling her eyes in annoyance.

" Um, news flash, I'm not a werewolf. So run off back to Marcel and his little followers," Eliza told the vampire firmly, not moving from her place. The wolfsbane was still gripped in her hands.

" I can smell the wolf on you, little wolf. You can't lie to a vampire. So either you come quietly... or you come loudly. Your choice," The man said, smirking wickedly.

" How about I don't come at all and you leave an innocent girl alone to her thoughts?" The man had seemingly lost his patience. Instead of replying, he sped over to Eliza and attempted to grab her. However, before he could do anything, Eliza had already snapped his neck. Again, she rolled her eyes as more of Marcel's vampires began to attack. Ever since her fight training - ever since she'd died - Eliza hadn't been bothered or afraid of hurting/killing other vampires. The only lives she refused to hurt were human's themselves. So when each of the four vampires came to attack her, she snapped their necks with ease - all thanks to the new strength that Klaus had given her. By the time she was done, each of the four vampires lay unconscious, surrounding her feet.

Eliza picked up her phone and dialed Klaus' number, thinking that he was a better person to ring rather than Rebekah.

" What is it, love?" Klaus grumbled, obviously still mad at what had happened earlier. Only now did Eliza come to realize that she should have probably called Rebekah; Klaus had ordered to stay at home and now he was going to be even more mad at her for disobeying. Yet, why should she care?

" Er, I kind of of have a little problem," Eliza told him cautiously, awaiting his reaction. Forcing herself not to care what he thought was pointless since it would take too long.

" What is it?" Klaus asked worriedly, his voice holding hints of anger.

" I just need you to come down to Fountains street, it's the street with the park. You'll see when you get here," Eliza tried to sound as innocent as possible.

" I'll be there soon," was all Klaus said, before hanging up without another word. Eliza hated how their relationship was at the moment, even though she was still made at him. She hated the awkwardness, the lies, the jealousy... She hated the fact that she couldn't speak to him anymore without stopping herself from saying nice things to him. Anything that she'd said to him recently was either blunt or an insult - though it was said with good reason. In many ways she wished she could forget everything bad that he had done. Right now, that wasn't possible.

When Klaus arrived, his eyes hardened as he spotted the scattered bodies around Eliza. For a moment, he stayed frozen and just stared at the bodies. Eliza watched him worriedly, almost afraid of what his reaction was going to be. But soon, Klaus a few steps forward so he was around a meter away from her, then he finally looked up at her. From the look in his eyes, Eliza couldn't decipher whether he was worried, angry or both. There looked to be more anger than anything, and Eliza found herself missing the times where Klaus was never angry with her.

" What did you do?" Klaus asked in a low, controlled tone, letting out a deep sigh of annoyance.

" They attacked me... they thought I was a werewolf for someone reason..." Eliza didn't have the mental strength to argue with Klaus yet again. So instead, she made herself sound as innocent as possible, avoiding his blazing eyes.

Klaus didn't reply for a moment and a deep frown appeared on his face. " You smell like one of them," He stated, sounding rather confused.

" What?" This clearly confused Eliza as well. Why did she smell like a wolf? " Why do I-?"

" Why do you have wolfsbane?" Klaus only now noticed the small batch of it in Eliza's hands. From the shock and guilt that spread across Eliza's expression, Klaus figured that he wouldn't like the answer. After a few moments, Eliza was still silent. " What aren't you telling me love?"

" You don't want to know. I'm getting rid of it now." Eliza shook her head and avoided Klaus' piercing eyes.

" Wolfsbane isn't exactly the item that you go out and buy everyday," Klaus grumbled sarcastically. " Why do you have some?" His voice was sounding lower and more threatening. Eliza was only just managing to get use to this tone again, as the last time she'd heard it was when she didn't remember him.

" Just forget it, Klaus." Eliza said in a quieter voice. This seemed to anger Klaus. Within seconds, he was directly in front of her, taking the small jar, filled with wolfsbane, out of her hands.

" Tell me." At first, Eliza believed that Klaus was trying to compel her. Only now did she realise he was just trying to be threatening without actually hurting her.

" No." Eliza's voice was still quiet.

" Tell me!" That's when the tears started to spill and Eliza looked down to the floor, trying to hide her cries. It took a lot of effort to compose herself again, but as soon as she looked up a single tear spilled from her eyes.

" You really want to know?" A frown spread across Klaus' face as he saw her crying. " I bought it to eat,"

Klaus was confused at first, and he couldn't seem to comprehend why. " You're not a were-"

" I'm not, but they have the gene." This only took seconds for Klaus to understand and his eyes instantly seemed to burn with rage. In shock, Eliza's eyes widened as Klaus threw her into a nearby wall and wrapped his hands around her neck, choking her. Eliza struggled within his grasp, gasping for breath, while Klaus' eyes were emotionless as he stared at her neck, avoiding her eyes.

" K-Klaus..." Her voice came out like a raspy whine and this seemed to bring Klaus' back to his senses. Moments after she'd spoken, Klaus dropped her to the floor and backed off, running an angry hand through his hair while growling to himself in anger. The rage seemed to be still thriving through him. So not to hurt her again, he knocked down a lamp post and a bin at the side of the street, letting out all of his anger.

" You were going to kill them," Klaus snarled in a low tone, finally meeting her eyes. This time his eyes projected mercy and hurt as he saw how shocked and afraid Eliza seemed to be. Eliza had never been afraid of Klaus; she'd always been sure that he would never hurt her physically. Now she'd been proved wrong and she had no way of fighting back - who knew when he would try and hurt her again? " Eliza..." Klaus whispered, sensing her fear and attempting to approach her.

While taking a few steps back, tears streamed down her cheeks as Eliza kept her eyes locked on him warily. " S-Stay away from me..."

" Eliza..." Klaus' expression was beginning to cripple with hurt, but the fear did not leave Eliza's body.

" I said stay away!" Eliza shouted through cries, a single sob shaking through her. Since she was still on the floor, she scrambled further and further away from Klaus, using her hands and feet to drag herself across the floor. All the energy seemed to have been knocked out of her and her throat was throbbing in pain - the only down side to being human.

" Don't be afraid, sweetheart... I'm not going to hurt you... I'll never hurt you," Klaus promised softly, approaching her cautiously.

Eliza shook her head again, hating that the tears spilling from her cheeks were endless. " You just did..." Eliza whispered. " I thought you didn't care... about me... about them... But the minute I tell you I thought about not having them... y-you... y-you,"

" I care..." Klaus began, looking her truthfully in the eye. It was rare Klaus admitted his true feelings; the only people he'd ever admitted them to were Eliza and Elijah - mostly Eliza. " I care about you... I care about them... our children," Klaus' voice was soft and sincere. This only hurt Eliza more as she it confused her further. She didn't know whether to believe Klaus' words from yesterday or today; his thoughts and feelings were changing constantly.

" No..." Shaking her head, Eliza buried her head into her arms and cried even more. Klaus seized this opportunity by approaching her more swiftly. Since she was now sat still, he was down by her side within seconds.

" I promise you... I care about you and our children, sweetheart..." Klaus cooed softly in her ear, cautiously wrapping both of his arms around her. For a few moments, she attempted to throw him off of her again, but she soon gave in. The feeling of Klaus' close proximity seemed to calm Eliza down greatly. Soon her sobs had subsided and she was left breathing heavily, while laying her head against Klaus' warm, firm chest.

" Why did you do it?" Eliza asked in a whisper.

" I could ask you the same question love..." Klaus muttered calmly, pressing his lips against the top of Eliza's head. " Why did I do what?"

" Hurt me... Dagger Elijah... Sleep with someone else..." Eliza whispered, sighing deeply. " I haven't yet managed to understand."

" Because I'm a bad person. I should have not gotten you involved in my dark affairs in the first place. With me, is no place for a pure heart like yours," Klaus' voice was quiet and almost inaudible as he stated this.

" I've tried for months to hate you... to stay away from you... to not care. I can't do it. I give up." Klaus had to force away the smile that almost formed on his face. He was glad that she still cared about him, but seeing her like this shouldn't bring him happiness; she was practically broken.

" My feelings for you are the same as they have ever been," Klaus assured her softly, holding her even more tightly in his arms. They must have been a strange sight to any onlookers passing by; as they were both just sat in each others arms on the cool pavement. However, this didn't matter to Eliza and Klaus, as they both seemed encapsulated in their own little bubble. " I should never have given Elijah over to Marcel..."

" You've done a lot of things you should never have done..." Eliza muttered lowly, wiping away her tears with the backs of her hands. Though her mind was now telling her to pull away from Klaus' affection, she felt to comfortable to even try. Only now did she realize how much she'd missed his protective, warm arms around her.

" And I plan to fix them, sweetheart, starting with Elijah," Klaus answered quickly; reassuringly. " Then I plan on fixing my most fatal mistake. I do hope I can one day gain your trust again, love."

" What's the plan?"

" You will not be getting involved." Klaus said with a dominant finality. " I can't have any more of Marcel's minions attack you, therefore I will plan with Rebekah tonight, since I'm sure she has gained more information on the matter today. Now I think it's time I take you home, sweetheart,"

" Okay-" Eliza was about to speak further before she was abruptly stopped by Klaus' actions; while she had attempted to climb to her feet, Klaus had stood up and swooped her into his arms, cradling her against his chest. " What are you-"

" I will deal with the bodies later, for now I want you home safely." Was all Klaus said in response to the question that hadn't even left Eliza's lips.

" Okay." Eliza said. She found it strange how she still didn't feel awkward in his arms, even after all this time apart. The feelings thriving through her were still the same, even after everything he'd done. " I miss this..."

Klaus smiled at Eliza's words, while Eliza closed her eyes and relaxed herself into Klaus' chest. It had been another long and stressful day; one that she knew would only repeat itself for tomorrow. It was okay for her to allow herself to feel this warmth and love for a matter of minutes... She deserved it after all the time apart. She deserved to feel loved again. She missed it terribly... Klaus Mikaelson, her very own hybrid.

Night quickly passed by and, yet again, Eliza was haunted by her dreams. Ever since she'd left the safety of Klaus' bed at night, the nightmare's had progressively grown stronger and worse. Though they hadn't gotten as bad as before - when she use to awake screaming for Klaus - they were still enough to put her off going to sleep. Mikael always appeared in her nightmares. Recently, he'd grown more evil within the nightmare; instead of killing her and Klaus instantly, he'd killed them tortuously. In tonight's dream, he went for Eliza's stomach, knowing very well what was there.

Eliza thrashed around in her bed slightly, while a small whimper escaped her lips. It was the feeling of a warm hand against her cheek that broke her away from the terrors of her nightmare; like she could sense Klaus there, along with his safety and protection.

" Wake up, sweetheart," As soon as Eliza heard Klaus' soothing voice, her eyes snapped open; wide and panicked. For a moment, she looked around warily, the fright spreading across her features. Finally, though, she seemed to relax after concentrating on Klaus' worried expression. Letting out a sight of relief, she closed her eyes and slammed her hands down on the bed in annoyance.

" I'm so stupid." Eliza stated in annoyance, gripping the soft duvet tightly.

The room in which Eliza slept in, was only a door down from Klaus' and a few doors away from Rebekah's. Klaus had heard Eliza's whimpers during in the night and he'd decided to check on her once light had flooded through his window. He'd barely slept all night; his mind overloaded with plans and worries. His constant worry for Eliza had only grown worse, and his need for her to trust him again still plagued him.

" You still have the nightmares." Klaus responded in a gruff tone, turning away from her and looking out of the window. It annoyed him that Mikael still haunted her, even after all this time.

" They stopped... then started after..." Eliza trailed off, leaving the room in silence. Propping herself up into a sitting position on the bed, she kept her gaze firmly on Klaus in wonder.

" Don't pretend that your suffering isn't my fault." Klaus snapped in a low tone, before abruptly turning silent and walking down to another window in the large room.

" Klaus-" Eliza could already tell he wasn't in the same mood as last night. Today, he seemed in an annoyed mood, like one little thing could trigger his anger. Whereas last night, he'd been in a state of mind where he was constantly worried and protective. His mood swings no longer bewildered her like she use to. A month apart had given her a lot of time to think.

" What stopped you?" Klaus asked, suddenly turning to face her. " What took you so long?"

" I don't understand..."

" The wolfsbane," Klaus was quick to reply; sounding rather demanding.

" I didn't want to kill my own children, Klaus... At the time, I thought I was doing what was best..." Eliza mumbled her explanation, hating seeing the pain that this caused in Klaus' eyes.

" You think that they don't deserve a reckless father." The shock of what Klaus' said caused Eliza to stay silent. " You could have been free of all of this... You could have been free of me and my enemies... You could have killed them, retrieved Elijah and left without a backwards glance... You could be happy."

" That is clearly not what I chose," Eliza answered, shaking her head and frowning. Klaus' hard, emotionless expression gave away the fact that he was fearful and brooding. " I chose this life I have now. I chose our children... I chose you Klaus. You might have given up on me once, but I know that I'm never giving up on you. I physically can't. So despite what impressions I've given off, I'm willing to try and be civil with each other... I just need things to be slow."

Klaus was silent for a few moments, neither his eyes or expression giving anything away. " You've changed over this past month... Elijah has taught you well." Klaus cocked his head to the side, in wonder, while he spoke. " You've learnt to fight when you're backed into a corner... You've learnt to protect yourself... from enemies... from me."

" My changes were necessary in order to protect myself..." Eliza muttered, frowning as she thought about how much she had really changed. In many ways she was no longer weak. But had she turned too reckless? " When we were in Paris and I told you I wanted to move to New Orleans... I never imagined it to be like this... I never knew that you'd had a life here before."

" My life here, before you, has always been a painful memory. It was the time where my father truly showed us how monstrous and threatening he truly was... He burnt down everything in his path as an attempt to kill me, Rebekah and Elijah..." Klaus' voice was no higher than a whisper as he spoke about his painful past.

" How long had you lived here for? And how did you meet Marcel?" Klaus sighed at her question and looked away for a moment.

" While myself and my family were travelling through the outskirts of our city, I saw a small boy been beaten. The scene before me reminded me of my own past and, instinctively, I helped the boy. When I asked his name, he sounded afraid and claimed he'd never had a name. After naming him Marcellus and welcoming him into my family, I raised him as my own..."

" Rebekah did explain how you saw Marcel like a son..."

Klaus jaw hardened in slight annoyance but he continued. After all, Eliza deserved to know anything she wanted. She deserved to have the world fall at her feet. " We lived in New Orleans for many years and I grew it into a thriving city, one where peace lived among all supernatural. It wasn't until my father came and destroyed it all. I and my family believed that Marcellus had been killed by our father and we each grieved in our own way."

" But if Marcel was alive then why didn't he-"

Klaus, yet again, cut Eliza off. " Seek us out? That answer remains unknown. When I arrived in New Orleans to find you, I saw how instead of crumbling, the city had thrived under Marcel's reign. I found that instead of seeking us out, he'd stolen what had been ours and built the city up to what it is today. I want my city back."

" Do you still love Marcel like a son?" Eliza questioned curiously, narrowing her eyes as she studied Klaus' reaction.

" Love is weakness in war." Was all Klaus responded with, his voice gravely and deep as he looked away from her. The comment, for some reason, slightly stung Eliza.

" And it is also a strength. You can't fight a war on your own, you need followers, and Marcel has a lot of them. Don't underestimate them." Eliza warned him, knowing that Klaus was never going to give up on his city. Already she knew that Klaus would stop at nothing to take back what is his; he didn't like been stolen from.

" Don't underestimate me, sweetheart." Klaus snapped back, avoiding her eyes.

" Do you truly think that a war is the best thing to begin right now?" Eliza questioned while her eyes narrowed curiously. A war would make New Orleans unsafe - unsafe for two babies.

Klaus stayed quiet for a moment. " If you don't agree with what I'm doing, sweetheart, feel free to leave. The door is open for when you deem it necessary. For now I will execute Rebekah and I's plan to retrieve Elijah?"

Eliza seemed to perk up at this, which annoyed Klaus greatly. " Let's hear this master plan then."

" We ask Marcel for him back, of course." Both pairs of eyes turned to Rebekah as she strutted into the room, a bright smirk upon her face. Seeing as it was only 7:30 in the morning, Rebekah looked perfect and bubbly already. This was not apparent for Eliza, as her hair lay in a ball of frizz around her head, while her eyes looked droopy from lack of dreamless sleep.

" That's it? That plan took you the whole night to come up with?" Eliza frowned.

" Feel free to inform us with a better idea, sweetheart." Klaus shook his head at Eliza, avoiding her eyes. It was still annoying and angering him that Eliza seemed to care about Elijah so much. He wanted her to care about him and their children, and only those people. It would make life for himself and Eliza much more easier, in Klaus' opinion.

" And, you should already know my dear sweet brother well enough to know that he always has a plan B," Rebekah rolled her eyes at the lack of confidence Eliza seemed to have in them both.

" And a plan c,d, e... I could go on forever," Eliza turned to Klaus, awaiting him to inform her of his other plans.

" If plan A doesn't work, then our next move is simple. War." Klaus stated ominously. " Then after, I can achieve my greatest wish of world domination while Rebekah toddles off to find love in this cruel, cruel world." In an instant, Rebekah grabbed the first object she could find and threw it at her brother.

" Don't tell me I need to call Kol to sort the two of you out. I'm sure he would love watch you too play fighting," Eliza said as Klaus caught the object before it hit him, throwing it to the ground with a smirk. However, as Eliza spoke, both Klaus and Rebekah seemed to pale.

" You didn't tell her? Did you?" Rebekah hissed, a frown growing on her face. " You told me you would tell her everything!"

A flash of guilt washed over Klaus' eyes before it was quickly hidden. Turning to Eliza, Klaus looked her in the eye with a small frown. " I wouldn't do that, love. There will be no reply."

" What aren't you both telling me?" Eliza asked in confusion. " What were you supposed to tell me?" Her eyes flickered over to Klaus.

" During there own feeble attempts to find a cure for vampirism, Jeremy Gilbert staked our missing brother," Klaus said in a low tone, clearly still upset by what had happened. Instantly, shock and disbelief thrived through Eliza and she gasped in horror, leaning back into the headpost of the bed for support.

" No... but Kol-"

" Is dead, sweetheart." Klaus stated simply, frowning at the forming tears in Eliza's eyes. It had never appeared to Klaus that Eliza and Kol had been that close, but it wasn't until now that he realised that, in many ways, Eliza had probably grown to see him as family. Another family memeber lost.

" He's dead!?" Eliza's eyes began to produce unwanted tears. As soon as the first one dripped from her eyes, a sense of weakness flooded Eliza, reminding her what a pathetic human she really was. Then again, You can be weak when there is death...

Okay, so I don't like the ending of this chapter either, but I had to find some way to end it. I tried to make this chapter center a lot round Klaus and Eliza since I felt I needed a chapter on their struggling relationship. I'm sorry that Kol is dead :'( but I couldn't find a way to fit him perfectly into the storyline, but (*fingers crossed*) he will resurrect in season 2 of the Originals.

As always, thank you for reading and all the incredible support! Do review and tell me what you think so I can write chapters still that most people will enjoy :)

-DareToDream xx