Hai, thought I'd update tonight rather than tomorrow because of the TO episode, I haven't gotten to watching it yet but I hear there's Klamille scenes but I'm not worried. If they plan on sinking my ship, imma do like Capt' Sparrow and go down with it.
BTW, Cindy does the updating, Hana and I write but I upload.
Let me get something straight. I don't ship klayey as a potiental romance or even fuck buddies. I see Hayley and Klaus as this couple that was once married but now hate each other but they see each other regularly only because they have a child together. I like that, imagine the insults Klaus would give to Hayley, that's my jam...klaus hating Hayley.
Responses:
Roseberrygirl: OMG, I didn't think there were any klayley fanfics out there, there's 11? that's sad. OMG she would make the perfect villian.
Patie: I so agree with you (no...) Klaus does not need another woman competing for his affections...not that's an even fair competition...
AvalonTheLadyKiller: Trust, I'll drag this relationship as far as I can. If any of you have ever read my fanfictions (klaroline-fantasies), you know how I do...
KlarolineKolenaDaroline: I do not ship klayley as a romance or potential romance, not a single romance. I picture Klaus and Hayley's relationship as one he has with Katherine, that I like. The answers you seek lies in the next chapter...
Midnightshadowofdarkness: lol I actually laughed at your review intro... and you never know what that girl's planning, but I promise you it's not what it probably sounds like.
Hazel21: I honestly, don't know how klaus would react to caroline being pregnant for him. Like seriously but I figured it wouldn't be as far off as the reaction from the Hayley P-Bomb.
And now for the chapter...
Chapter 6: Where is He?
Kol entered the mansion as if it was the most natural thing to do with Bonnie following behind him and he smirked when he spotted his big brother with that horrific look on his face. He would like to think this was his best trick yet, to come back from the dead obviously got a good reaction from his brother, an actual facial expression, he wondered how Elijah would look...
"Why do you look so surprised, Nik? It's not like I rose from the dead." Kol chuckled at his own joke "Oh right, I did" he shrugged.
Leave it to Kol to make a joke after he rose from the dead.
"Kol…" Klaus began but Rebekah interrupted him with her loud shriek.
"Little sister! I didn't think you would miss me so much." Kol said sarcastically "Remember those two hour crocodile tears…" he trailed off.
"You're an ass Kol" Rebekah shouted as she flashed towards Kol and pushed him with her index finger.
"Do tell me why I am an "ass" as you said." Kol urged her. His dazzling smile seemed to shine as he looked around his old home.
"You're dead! How can we see you!? How the bloody hell can I feel you?" Rebekah cried out as she pushed him back lightly to prove that she could touch him.
Caroline quickly ran down the stairs, hearing all the commotion going on about someone being back from the dead, she didn't quite catch his name but she ran as fast as she could.
The blonde almost tripped but before she could, Klaus caught her and steadied her. Caroline took in a deep breath and Klaus gave her a reassuring smile even though he has still not told her how he felt about his impending fatherhood.
Once Caroline's racing heart subsided she looked towards Kol and then looked behind him.
Her blue orbs widened as she raced to her best friend and attacked her. Caroline hugged Bonnie tightly and Bonnie smiled with unshed tears clouding her eyes.
"Where the hell have you been all summer, Bonnie!?" Caroline shrieked as she pulled back to make a quick examination on her.
"It's a long story." Bonnie admitted.
"You had me worried sick, Bon! I thought something happened to you!" Caroline said as she shook her head in disbelief.
"Something did happen to her." Kol chimed in.
Bonnie shot Kol a dirty look. He winked at her and she rolled her eyes before returning her gaze to Caroline as she stood there watching them both with a curious eye.
"Uh… Did I miss something?" Caroline questioned as she looked between her best friend and Kol. Their tension was obviously evident.
"Perhaps you did, darling…" Kol began. "Bonnie will probably fill you in when you have that sleepover she's been aching to have"
"Kol!" Bonnie shouted.
"I love it when you say my name like that, little witch. Always so wicked." He winked at her again.
Bonnie rolled her eyes at him and Klaus raised a finger.
"How are you alive, Kol?" He questioned tiredly.
"Well, I do have a Bennett witch by my side. You know how they are… All powerful and such." He shrugged.
"I'm serious," Klaus warned.
"Always such a party crasher… If you must know, do you remember how our wonderful mother was the Original witch, one of the most strongest witches?"
Klaus nodded and Rebekah gestured for Kol to continue.
"Well, whilst I was on the other side it seemed that a talent I once had before was turned, well, returned to me" He grinned.
"What talent?" Rebekah asked, her interest peaked.
"Kol was a warlock" Klaus said in realisation "His powers came just a few months before we were turned and he hid it from us all, except me of course because Kol was never discreet" Klaus smirked, Kol smirked as well.
"I made you promise not to tell mother because she knew one of us would get magic"
"Wait, what? You're a witch, too?" Caroline asked him as she looked towards Bonnie.
"I prefer the term warlock darling, you know it just sounds more masculine, but yes. I am a 'witch' as you put it." Kol answered the blonde.
"But Kol, that's impossible. When we turned, all of that went away." Klaus said.
"That's true, but when I died I got it back." Kol told him.
"How?" Rebekah questioned.
"Bonnie helped of course, I paid her for her services of course..."
"You didn't give me anything" Bonnie said As she rolled her hazel eyes at the Original.
"You don't know it yet" Kol chuckled as if he had a plan up his sleeve.
"Wait… Bonnie?" Caroline questioned as she turned to her best friend with alarm in her blue eyes.
"I died, Care." Bonnie said softly.
"But, how are you here?" Caroline asked as the tears came to her eyes.
Her best friend could not be dead! No! That was out of the question.
"With my magic and Kol's, we were able to come back."
"Does that mean you're alive now?"
"Yeah, I'm back." She smiled.
"You bitch!" Caroline shrieked and pulled her into a tight hug.
"I'm going to take that as a sign that you're happy." Bonnie laughed hugging her back.
"Happy!? I'm ecstatic!" Caroline admitted.
Next Morning...
The silence around the witches where they gathered was unwelcoming, filled with tension, unspoken words and shock. Disbelief and fear flooded through the hearts and minds of the witches around Sophie and Katie.
"You mean…" Sophie trailed off, unsure what exactly Katie was telling her.
"I once practiced Spiritual Magic and in order to get information about the child, I can use that magic instead of our Ancestral Magic" Katie clarified as she moved past Sophie to exit the mausoleum with Sophie hot on her tail.
"Are you sure this will work and what would happen if Marcel finds out that you were doing magic?" Sophie asked as she followed Katie out of the cellar along with the other witches.
"There are exactly four known types of magic witches can practice. Spiritual Magic, Dark Magic, Expression and Ancestral. Whatever Marcel has that detects our magic, doesn't detect just any magic, but our Ancestral Magic. The magic that lingers on these very grounds, but I've practiced spiritual magic before and never got caught and I can do it again. It may be weak compared to the magic we're accustomed to but it'll do the trick for now" Katie explained before kneeling in front of her ancestor's grave with one hand, filled of herbs and Sophie's hand in another as she mumbled the latin language under her breath.
All the witches surrounded the duo, watching intently as the atmosphere suddenly felt like it was not the safest place in the world. Whispers from no one flew throughout the atmosphere, they sounded like ghosts but the witches couldn't see a thing.
Katie stopped and smiled before opening her eyes "He will have not one child, but two"
Katherine finally switched the TV off after flipping channel after channel and waiting for something, anything really, but the days passed and still there was nothing. She would always have something to do or find something to do.
Spa Day...
Shopping...
Partying…
But she basically lied to a two thousand year old vampire and she needed to stay out of sight for her own safety.
But in reality, she was waiting for something...or could it be someone?
Someone...
Not even a phone call.
Has it truly been too late for her?
Or was he so hooked on saving his murderous brother that he did not care for his own life anymore?
She put her life on the line, to save him and she did not regret it but he neither acknowledged it.
He has not come to visit her…
She had left countless voicemails about her location, she all but gave him the key.
Did she need something more to prove to him that she really did love him?
Why did she have to prove herself anyways, her words should have been good enough…
But her tongue had said more lies than truth in the past 500 years so she could understand why he would be hesitant to her now of all the times she was being completely honest and vulnerable to him.
Ugh.
She got up and grabbed her car keys and her purse, grabbing her phone from the couch before heading out, she might as well see this big and bad king of New Orleans, maybe snoop around and find out if anyone was plotting against him or if he was plotting against someone.
Marcel was greeted by Klaus at the door before being invited in, reluctantly of course, it was bad enough he knew about Hayley, he most definitely did not want him here while Caroline was there. He did not want her put into harms way between their war, especially when she was with child and human in her fragile state.
Klaus decided that since Rebekah, Caroline and Bonnie went out and Kol was silently watching Hayley, it wouldn't hurt to indulge him for a few minutes, in his study of course.
So when Klaus closed the doors behind him, he sighed heavily, knowing that him being here would somehow have something to do with…
"Your sister has arrived" Marcel stated, his tone held something, something familiar, as if she had done something and it would have been so like his sister to announce herself.
"I was just about to say the same thing" he lied through his teeth "What did she do?" he asked, knowing Rebekah had done something.
"She killed 10 of my night walkers who were hiding out in the bar, ripped their hearts from their chests and lined them up in a row against a wall and there was a message written on that wall clearly stating that my rules mean nothing to her" Marcel deadpanned, with an emotionless face, trying as hard as he could not to laugh but it was inevitable.
He burst out laughing at his own words, Klaus joined in, also noting how funny the entire situation was considering who it was that did the deed.
"Your sister killed my vampires to send a message" Marcel chuckled, Klaus had prepared a glass of bourbon and handed it to Marcel, who took it and downed it's contents in one gulp "Send a letter, a message, a fax, a frigging text or phone call would have done the trick, she killed my vampires" he kept chuckling "She actually used the blood, pour it into a tiny bucket and used a brush and paint it on the wall" Marcel took in some deep breaths to calm himself down, he was a vampire but there was an uncomfortable feeling when you couldn't breathe.
"My sister's always one for the dramatics" Klaus stated, sipping his glass before taking a seat on the couch Marcel joined him. With a sigh, he relaxed on the couch instantly.
"Yes she is" he heard Marcel say "The years have done her well" he commented.
"I agree, spending time in a box really does work miracles to the body" Klaus added snidely, causing them both to chuckle.
"Does she still hold you to mind or has she buried the hatchet?" Klaus asked, turning his head to glance at Marcel who snorted in his drink at his words.
"Rebekah will quickly bury me alive than bury the hatchet"
Klaus chuckled "That's very true"
Suddenly the doors to his study burst open and in came Rebekah with a smirk "Come on Nik, I can be civilized, thank you very much" she said.
"You've got great acting skills" Klaus pointed out "I'll give you that"
"Whatever Niklaus, don't think I've forgiven you yet either" she stated, pointing at Klaus.
"Come on little sister, we had a little spat, no need to prolong this sibling rivalry more than it needs to" he smirked.
Rebekah walked towards her brother and stood in front of him. She folded her arms across her chest defiantly.
"Do not mistake my intent for being here, my reasons lie in two persons, one of them is an irritating older brother who will not pick up his phone and I am this close to going at his whore's house to drag him back here and the other is is a blonde and perky_" she was cut off.
"Who's blonde and perky?" Caroline asked, entering the room.
Marcel noted the addition to their family, and immediately stood up with a heartwarming smile.
"During the 20 minutes that I've arrived here, you never mentioned another addition to the Mikaelson family Klaus, I'm hurt" he stated with sarcasm and false accusation as he made his way over to Caroline.
Klaus stood immediately, playing it cool and hoping that whatever lie he could come up with in the next 10 seconds would make Marcel stay away from her because even though he was still debating whether he should kill Marcel or not, if something was to happen to Caroline, Marcel would be a dead man.
He knew what his final answer would be.
"I haven't met you before, you must be…" he trailed off as he put his hand out, wanting to greet the lady.
"Not interested and none of your business" she snapped at him before turning back to Rebekah.
"Why did you just flash away from me, you know I can't hold all those bags anymore" she held up her hands like a boxer does, as if showing her guns "See".
"Something caught my attention" she smirked.
Caroline shook her head but noticed that the man still hadn't moved from her and still held out his hand, she wasn't stupid, she knew who he was but maybe it was the fact that once upon a time she was a vampire and able to take care of herself so she was able talk back to her enemies or maybe it was the fact that she didn't care.
She decided to blame both at this point.
"Can I help you with something?" she snapped, finally meeting Marcel's eyes.
"It seems Rebekah has picked up a little sister…" Marcel trailed off with a smirk on his lips.
"Leave her alone" Rebekah said in a commanding tone "Her bark is a lot worst than her bite" she added.
"I've noticed" he stated.
Caroline stared at Marcel a bit and suddenly felt uncomfortable around him, she thought it was the fake grin that seemed to be permanently plastered on his face.
"Is he just going to stand there and stare at me with that fake grin on his face?" Caroline asked, switching her eyes from Klaus to Rebekah.
"Yes" they all answered, even Marcel whose grin only widened.
She sighed heavily, voicing her distaste over the situation before rolling her eyes and lazily placing her hand in his. She closed her eyes and put the most fake smile on her face, she felt as if her face would crack if she kept it there too long.
"Caroline, a pleasure" she said way too sweetly for Klaus's liking.
"Please" he quickly pecked the back of her hand before looking up through hooded eyes "The pleasure is all mine" he continued, his voice softer, more innocent, just like Klaus when he was trying to be innocent "I'm Marcel" he added.
That, she did not know. She knew he was the self proclaimed King of New Orleans, the brief description Rebekah had given her, along with a one hour rant while shopping on how overly big his ego was and how much she couldn't stand him even though they were basically in love in the 1800's but she was obviously downgrading him.
She pulled her hand rather harshly away from him to glance at Rebekah "This is the Marcel you've been spending half of our shopping trip ranting about?"
All attention he had on Caroline was now on Rebekah as he turned swiftly to look at her with an arched eyebrow.
"Snitch!" Rebekah scolded before making her way over to Caroline and grabbing her arm, dragging her out of the room before she could say anything else.
Caroline protested against her touch but by the time she reached the door, she gave up, but not before having the last words.
"But he's super hot" Caroline said dreamily.
Marcel chuckled but Klaus was nowhere near amused. He was jealous, and he did not like being jealous.
Klaus thought better of seeking Caroline, last night's confrontation was fresh in his mind and suddenly the very thought of being alone with her in a closed room with little room to move or hide (not that he needed to hide at all) was a bit unsettling to him. It was ironic really… Klaus being afraid of the thought of that conversation. The very image of him telling Caroline that he had secretly wished that it was she who he 'knocked up' than the wolf girl, he most especially knew how pregnant woman were and did not want to be on the receiving end of the blonde's wrath.
He wondered why Marcel had the sudden need to stop by though, he knew it wasn't just to complain about his sister's manners, there was definitely more to his reasons but it seemed that whatever it was he was looking for, he didn't find it and he was grateful for that, whatever that actually was.
He entered his room, surprised and annoyed to find his newly un-dead brother lying there like he owned the place.
"Kol, did you want something?" Klaus asked, clearly annoyed.
Oh how he didn't miss these days.
"Silas is looking for you" Kol said, sitting up on the bed.
"Wasn't he supposed to be in some safe in the bottom of a lake or something?"
"I thought the same, until shocking revelations and unwanted bloodshed told me otherwise" Kol replied, looking down a bit, remembering Bonnie's father's death and how innocent he truly was in this. It was weird, to think like this. He had no regard for human life but him being Bonnie's father meant something. It shouldn't have considering that he and Bonnie weren't that close.
"Speaking of, who did you kill to come back from the dead Kol?" Klaus asked with a smirk "I know how magic works, you have to kill someone supernatural to bring back someone supernatural from the other side" he added.
"Wouldn't you like to know" Kol smirked and Klaus groaned.
"Kol…" Klaus warned.
"Fine, I killed two travellers, one of them was stupid to be up against a one thousand year old vampire and live to tell the tale, I made his life hold meaning. The other was a woman who was not keen on getting un-stoned Silas back to his stoned form so I took her out as well, their deaths will be honored in due time." Kol said with fake remorse and sarcasm in his tone "Although, I would have had more fun sacrificing the doppelganger and her little Jeremy…" he let his words linger.
"But Bonnie and I cracked a deal and I'm not planning to break it" Kol said with a grunt as he stood from the bed and dusted off the invisible lint on his jacket "After all, I am expecting a little niece or nephew soon" he smirked before he was out of the door in the flash, slamming the door closed on his way out.
Rebekah headed to the bar, sole intent to see Marcel, try to find out if he knew anything, because something was most definitely not right. Elijah never took this long to answer his phone and he always called her.
She thought something happened to him, she was crazy worried and seeing the look on Marcel's face that morning after she had came back from shopping only raised her suspicion more but she couldn't exactly accuse him of anything without any evidence.
With that she entered the bar, but not going fully inside until she looked around, spotting him at the car counter with a drink in his hand and she made her way over to him immediately.
She took a seat next to him and signalled the bartender as she took off her jacket and placed it next to her and dropped her purse on it, on the next stool while the bartender… Camille was her name, Rebekah concluded as she spotted her name tag. The human looked down at her and waited for her to order.
"I'll have a glass of bourbon, neat and keep em coming" she waved the girl off but she didn't even flinch.
"I'm going to need some ID" she said as if Rebekah hadn't said a thing to her.
Rebekah rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse, opening it and pulling out her ID and handing it to her, she took a look at it, glanced at her and handed her back her ID before going off to do her job.
Rebekah placed the ID in her wallet and put it back in her purse, completely ignoring Marcel's piercing gaze on her.
But she could only hold her breath for so long. She really needed to make up her mind.
Did she still have feelings for him, or not.
She didn't feel like it but she couldn't stop thinking about him since she arrived New Orleans.
She was basically using Caroline and an un-dead Bonnie (not that she was cooperative in it) to distract her from him and it didn't work because she spent the better part of their shopping trip fussing about him.
"Take a picture" she said, not to his face, she was looking in front of her, awaiting her drink. She then turned her head to glance at him. He had a smug smile on his face, it was equally annoying and adorable "It'll last longer".
He chuckled and looked away. Camille returned with Rebekah's drink and ran off to attend to the others. Rebekah turned away from him and started sipping from her drink. As much as she wanted to run far far away from there, she couldn't and wouldn't. She refused to be affected by him. It has been too long, she couldn't have feelings for him… Not after so many decades.
The queasy feeling in her stomach told her otherwise.
"Bekah" he called softly with laughter. Rebekah downed her drink in one gulp and signalled the girl to bring another "You really can't be mad at me this long" he stated but she spun her head in his direction with the coldest look he'd ever seen and winced "Ok, you are but I get it. You gave me that dagger so that Klaus wouldn't dagger you again and I gave it back to him and he daggered you" he paused "Again" but I agreed with him on this Bekah…" she cut him off.
"So you think that it's okay for Klaus to put his siblings in a box like some wind up toy he gets fed up with and takes it out when he feels like playing with it again?" Rebekah asked, turning her body completely towards him, waiting for an answer.
"No, I meant that you can't take care of yourself on your own Bekah" he said softly and even though he did, it still hurt "When was the last time you've spent, oh, I don't know, an entire year on your own?" he asked, as if to make a point.
Which he did.
She's never been on her own for that long. The most she's ever been on her own was a couple of months and she would either run to Elijah, Kol or Klaus.
"See, I'm right, you would have gone on your own with that Salvatore, then Mikael would have found you because you're nowhere near discreet and he would have tortured his own daughter into giving up Klaus's location then he would have killed your brother" Marcel pointed out, which also made her think. Mikael was capable of torturing her, if not by words than by physical means and her brother would have been dead.
That still did not give Klaus the right to dagger her.
"That is no reason to dagger me for so long" Rebekah snarled.
"I agree but there was no other choice, you're headstrong" he then smiled "There was no way he would have been able to change your mind about it"
"Flattery will get you nowhere Marcel" she hissed "Especially towards receiving my forgiveness"
He just smiled and cocked his head to the side "So beautiful…" he trailed off, probably for dramatic effect.
"If you're going to attempt to flatter me, tell me something I don't know"
"Maybe that your blonde friend is pregnant?" Marcel stated with a smirk.
Rebekah was stunned, she didn't think he would have listened to the heartbeat and by extension the child's, but she should at least pretend to be shocked.
"It seems she and I have some talking to do when I leave from here" Rebekah said, downing the contents of her drink before the girl went away and asking her for another.
"It seems you do" he stated, smirking at her intake of bourbon, considering he knew how much she hated masculine drinks.
After a moment of silence, Rebekah decided to end the conversation once and for all because she felt like she was this close to either killing him or kissing him, why? That has yet to be discovered.
"Have you seen Elijah?" she asked, right out.
"No" he answered, way too quickly. Which gave her an idea of what happened but not wanting to accuse him of anything, she nodded.
She finished her glass, grabbed her wallet and opened it, dropping a hundred dollar bill on the counter, she turned on her heel and left Marcel to his own devices.
"Hey, Caroline. I've put a lot of thought into this, and decided to defer school for now. This werewolf pack I'm helping... they need me. I know it's lame to do this over the phone, but I figure this way it's harder for you to kill me. I'm really, really sorry, Care... but this is important" she listened to the voicemail once more and that was it. She deleted the message and stood in front of the fireplace in the living room with silent hot tears running down her cheek.
She wasn't important to him.
She was second choice to him.
He didn't put her first.
She wasn't shocked but she was still hurt by it.
She wasn't going to give him the sobbing fit she would have normally done, he didn't deserve it. She had stayed loyal to him when he left on the run. She had stayed loyal to him when he came back to her arms and ran off again, she had even stayed loyal when he was given his freedom and she called him multiple times.
But the fact that her boyfriend couldn't even make it to her aid even after that night and Klaus, Klaus of all people was there, worried sick about her. It crushed her more than she would like to believe. She had betrayed him that night she was turned back but she didn't regret it.
Ok that was a lie, after hearing about Hayley, she regretted it a little.
She wiped the tears she had on her face furiously away and sniffled.
Hayley.
It was bad enough she wanted her boyfriend, ex now. She had seen the looks Hayley had given him. She knew Hayley wanted him and she was more than happy to make sure she knew he was hers. Now she hooked up with Klaus.
They hooked up.
She was pregnant with his child.
Ugh, she just couldn't seem to see past that.
Why couldn't she see past that?
Suddenly she heard someone enter the room. She didn't turn. She kept her eyes on the fireplace in front of her and tried as hard as she could to see past...her.
"Caroline?" it was Klaus.
Of all the people in the house…
She wrapped her arms around herself to keep warm as she tried to tame her anger. It wasn't healthy at all, especially for the child, stress did nothing but harm and she needed to calm down.
That alone was proving to be difficult when she was stuck there all the fucking time.
"Have you heard from Tyler?" he asked softly.
Of all the things he had to talk about, why did he choose that mutt?
Maybe because he wanted to know if he knew about her pregnancy and who the child belonged to.
"I broke up with Tyler" she stated in a soft and tiring tone.
"I'm sorry" no he wasn't, why did he say that?
Oh right, it was what people would say when they heard something like that.
"He's currently helping a wolf pack and they're more important to him than me so…" she trailed off, her voice sounded slightly broken but he heard her clear her throat.
Suddenly, Rebekah and Kol entered the room, Bonnie had been sleeping since she returned from her shopping trip. Rebekah had brought it up to Kol but he kept telling her not to worry.
Caroline was now seething as the very image of Klaus and Hayley, on a bed, naked, ran through her mind.
She hadn't even noticed what she had in her hand, it was a fire iron. The tip was red because of the heat.
"Nik, have you tried to contact…" Kol didn't get to finish his sentence because suddenly, and out of nowhere, even for Kol, Klaus growled in pain and fell to his knees. Caroline was standing behind him, seething in anger and her two hands clutched the fire iron tightly as it was wedged in their brother's back and came out from his front, sizzling from the touch of his blood.
"That was for sleeping with her" she snarled before picking up the next fire iron with a tight grip and moving towards his front where he looked up at her with a hard look on his face.
"Caroline…" he growled as he held out his hand for her to stop.
With all the strength she had, she drove the other fire iron straight into his chest, coming out of his back, he howled in pain and panted. Her chin was resting on his shoulders, her lips were near his ear.
"That was for not telling me" she whispered before straightening out and turning around, both Mikaelson's had a smug grin on their faces as Caroline ran out of the room and headed to her room. Her limbs were shaking, her body was trembling, she wanted to cry about Tyler, Klaus, this baby she really wanted to cry and with the silent tears that fell from her cheeks as she threw herself on the bed, she sobbed away, clutching her stomach as she did so.
Kol sighed after his laughter fit while Rebekah took her sweet time taking the fire irons out of Klaus' body. Kol then headed off to Caroline's room because as much fun as that was to see, the anger she felt about it was completely uncalled for.
He opened her door and cautiously walked in. He found her lying on her back, hand on her stomach while silent tears fell from her eyes. She was staring at the ceiling, blinking as her vision got blurred with more tears.
Caroline's head slowly turned to meet the face of the un-dead Kol standing there, looking like he was in a place he didn't belong in.
"Don't you people ever knock?" she asked with a whimper hidden behind the words.
"Apologies darling, I forgot you were human for a moment" he replied softly before making a move towards the bed and sitting next to her. She sat up and wiped the tears from her eyes.
They both sat there, silent, saying nothing. Kol listened to the heartbeat of the child, it got stronger, oddly, stronger but he didn't dwell on it, it was probably growing so he supposed that was a good thing.
"Nik was never like this, he never lashed out when he was angry. He was a boy who loved greatly and only wanted to be loved in return, his anger amplified along with his ability to love and he now does stupid things on impulse when he's been hurt then later regrets those actions or words" he turned his head towards her, noting that she has been looking at him the whole time "Hayley is just one of those things, nothing more"
He sat up now, and yawned, telling her that he was tired but he was not going to bed. He flashed to the door and opened it. He then turned around to face her "You have nothing to worry about with her" and with that he left.
"What is your name?" the man approaching him asked.
He stared at the man for a moment before replying "Don't got one, Mama wouldn't name me til I turned ten, 'case the fever took me, then it took her"
The man crouched down before him, getting on his level "You're a survivor, and survivors need names" he paused, as if in thought "How about Marcellus?"
"Marcellus?" the boy questioned.
"It comes from Mars, the god of war" he stood and held out his hand to him "and it means 'little warrior'.
He hesitated but then smiled, taking the man's hand and rose to his feet.
Klaus was like a father to him from then on. Fed him, bathed him, clothed him. He never struck him. Ever.
That was why he felt guilty for turning on him. He was planning to kill the one man he saw as his father for a kingdom that truly didn't belong to him. He knew that by killing Klaus, it would truly all be his.
Should he really follow in Klaus's footsteps and kill him like he did his own father.
Mikael hated Klaus, he wanted Klaus dead as well as his other children.
Did Klaus hate him? Did Klaus want him dead?
I am literally waiting to read what you think, it's kind of a fuller chapter for the next chapter because we have a lot of shit going down in the next chapter. I mean, you better look out for at least 10K words..
xoxo Cindy & Hana