Bloodlines
Chapter 4: House of the Rising Son (TO)
Beta: PrincessOfSilence
Disclaimer: I own nothing of TVD or TO. I only own my characters and my story.
The blaring sounds of Eminem's Berzerk shook the walls of the Mikaelson mansion and Giuliana beat her fists against a punching bag. She so kindly requested to have one installed since she wanted to train her body. Being a human, she needed to learn how to protect herself if she was to walk in the French Quarter unharmed. She jabbed at the bag forcefully and delivered some hard kicks, trying to beat out her frustrations from a few nights ago. She'd learned from Klaus that Elijah left town unexpectedly with no word of when or if he would be back. She was angry with the Original for leaving her in New Orleans after promising to protect her. He swore that he would never go back on his word and yet he left without so much as a goodbye. Sweat dripped down her body and as the lyrics of the music were screaming from the stereo, she wailed on the bag even harder and it swung back and forth on the chain that suspended it from the ceiling. Her anger rose with each punch and kick until she ran herself ragged. Her muscles burned and she stopped her assaults, leaning herself against the bag. Hot tears mixed with sweat and she hastily tried to wipe them away, but she was really hurt that Elijah just up and left. He promised...he promised to keep her safe.
"What's all this racket?" She heard Klaus's voice over the music and he turned the radio down until it shut off. Giuliana made sure her tears were dried before turning to scowl at him.
"Do you mind? I'm trying to train." She started hitting the bag again in an effort to ignore him, but Klaus stood by the bag, holding it in place.
"Still angry at Elijah, love?" He wondered.
"First, don't call me 'love.' Second, he promised to protect me and then left me in an unfamiliar city with Marcel practically breathing down my neck. Of course I'm angry at him." She huffed as she continued to beat the bag. "So much for being noble."
"Yes, I'm afraid that Elijah does have his faults even though he is the noblest out of all of my siblings." Klaus replied as he watched her jab. "C'mon, love, you can hit harder than that."
"I know I can," she muttered under her breath just before she punched Klaus hard. He recoiled, her bare hand busting his bottom lip which was now bleeding. "Will you leave me alone now?"
The Original hybrid growled low in his chest, pressing his fingers to his bloody lip. "You know, I remember the last time Elijah left you. It was in Italy; he left without telling you and you found your way into my bed." The ex-hunter moved away from the bag now, all of her anger was focused on Klaus who was having too much fun taunting her. When she was a human, she and Elijah spent quite a lot of time with one another, but he suddenly went on a journey without notice. In her moment of weakness and after a night of heavy drink at a feast, she and Klaus did the deed. The two always had a natural attraction towards each other, that was a given, but Giuliana liked to play hard to get. Klaus would flirt and be coy with her to try and win her over, but she was quick to flirt right back.
Lips smashed onto each other's, making a frenzied pace of teeth and tongues scraping and dancing. Her hands fisted his tunic, pulling him closer to her and she whimpered against his mouth when his arousal pressed into her belly. Klaus growled heatedly and yanked her sleeves off of her shoulders, allowing her breasts to fly free from their restricted prison. He palmed them roughly, molding them in his large hands and the girl broke the kiss to moan up at the moon.
She'd had too much to drink, her head was spinning wildly, but she didn't care;Elijah was gone and he had broken her heart. She'd never felt more like a brazen whore in her entire life before tonight, but here she was pressed against a tree with Niklaus nibbling teasingly at her neck. His tongue snaked along her raw skin and she shivered, gasping and tugging at his hair. He had taunted her, telling her so that Elijah would leave but she ignored him. They would constantly bicker back and forth and tonight it came to a head. Heavy drinks mixed withNiklaus'teasing caused them both to erupt, giving into the carnal desires that had been hindered because of wandering eyes. Niklaus was a handsome young man, there was no doubt about that, and he could have any woman he wanted in the village. He wanted Giuliana because she was a lady at heart, but she could square wits with any man that came her way including Niklaus. There had always been a physical attraction between them, one that had Giuliana's friends asking how the Mikaelson brother was in bed, but Giuliana would snort and carry on about how she would never stoop so low as to sleep with him. It was all a ruse because on the inside, she wanted him to take her roughly.
Tonight, she had gotten her wish.
Her hands hurriedly grabbed at his leather woven belt, tearing it from his body and her fists clutched his tunic, eager to have it join his belt which was broken and on the forest ground. The hard bark of the tree scratched her back, but the added pain only made this encounter more thrilling. Klaus's hands hiked up her dress onto her hips and he released himself from his trousers. Without warning, he pushed himself inside her, enjoying the sound of her gasping and whimpering as she adjusted to feeling so full. His mouth went to her breasts, suckling them and his tongue drew circles around her pert nipples.
"Nik...Niklaus." She stammered blissfully and her hands wound in his thick hair, tugging him away from her breasts to meet her lips again. Her right leg hiked up around his hip, pulling them closer and he growled against her lips. "Prendimi adesso. Per favore." [Take me now. Please]
Without warning, he pulled out and thrust all the way back in at a crushing force. She would have screamed, but Klaus kissed her hard, muffling her sounds. They had moved away from the gathering in the village and out to the forest where they would not be seen or heard, but they still did need to be quiet if they didn't want people to find out. Nails scratched down his strong back, red marks marring his flawless skin and that only made Klaus hungrier. He pounded into her so hard that he could hear the wood of the tree cracking with each thrust. Her breasts bounced, her nipples brushing against his hard chest and Giuliana felt his hand at the back of her leg that was perched on the ground. She eased herself up, with Klaus's help and she wrapped both of her legs around his waist, effectively pulling him deeper inside her.
"Then, after his long trip, he returned with Kol and we all know how well that ended." He added.
"Yes, of course I remember." She swung at him but he ducked. "You and your brothers killed my brother."
"Only because he decided to dagger me and my brothers." Klaus growled. Giuliana yanked a stake from her ankle and chucked it at him. It nicked the side of his cheek and was buried in the wall behind him. "Your aim is improving, darling."
"Maybe I can get it through your heart next time." She watched him yank the stake from the wall and twist it around in his hand.
"Not like it could kill me." He smirked.
"No, but it would certainly hurt." Giuliana kicked at him, but he caught her ankle in his hand. He flashed them, roughly shoving her against the wall.
"This is certainly familiar, darling." He smirked and ducked his head in the crook of her neck, just under her ear. "Brings back fond memories, doesn't it?"
Giuliana struggled against him, however she could barely contain her stomach from jumping when the stubble of his beard scratched at her skin. "The only thing this brings back is my gag reflex." She looped her right leg around his left one and shoved his opposite shoulder, causing them to fall to the floor in a heap. Giuliana managed to get on top of him and her fingers gripped the stake that had rolled near her. She pressed the tip against Klaus's heart, the sharp point just barely breaking the skin and the hybrid clenched his teeth.
Klaus pushed his upper body off the floor, so they were situated eye to eye, however his movement pushed the stake further into him. The wood splintered and was tapping against his chest cavity, but he felt a minimal amount of pain. The tension between them slowly dissipated into nothing and just the silence around them filled the void. Green eyes met blue ones as they remained tangled together on the floor. She felt that haze fogging over her mind from just a few nights ago when Klaus was this close to her.
"Why do you care?" The question echoed in her mind again and he didn't even speak, but his eyes were asking that very same question. Maybe she did care because she saw the good in him. Maybe she believed that this baby would change him and make others see the good in him too. Or maybe she remembered the things he made her feel all those years ago.
"Woah..." Hayley deadpanned, standing in the doorway with her hands crossed over her chest. Giuliana peered at the girl from over her shoulder and she climbed off Klaus, discarding the stake on a table of weapons that was nearby. Klaus didn't say a word; he simply sauntered out of the room, leaving Hayley staring at Giuliana.
"We were just practicing." She told the wolf as she took the tape off her knuckles.
"Sure." The wolf smirked, biting her bottom lip. "You might want to watch out, if you two get any closer, he'll knock you up too."
Giuliana's green eyes went wide and she discarded the tape. "Hayley, he just likes to get on my nerves."
"From what I hear, he does that a lot." She snickered and placed a hand on her stomach.
"You hungry?" Giuliana asked and gripped the tip of her ponytail. She wrapped it around her finger, winding it around till all strands of hair went tight and she wrapped it around the hair tie of her ponytail, pinning it up so her hair was off the back of her neck.
"Yeah," Hayley nodded. "What is there to eat in this house?"
The ex hunter dabbed her face and collarbone dry with a towel. "Well, I guess we'll find out."
Bringing her car to a screeching halt, Rebekah parked in front of the mansion that she had called home nearly three hundred years ago. It had still looked the same, its magnificent beauty hadn't been roughed by the passage of time and it brought back the memories of all those years ago. She climbed out of the car with her phone to her ear, leaving yet another hostile message on her older brother's voicemail.
"Elijah, if not answering your phone is part of your clever plan to get me back to this godforsaken city, then well done. I'm here, and I'm worried. Now, pick up before I kick in your bloody door." Clicking the phone off, she walked up the front porch steps and tried the door handle. To her dismay, she did not have to kick down the door, so she just pushed it open. She stepped inside and slammed the door behind her quite loudly, releasing some of her pent up anger.
"Elijah?" She called out into the house and spotted a shadowy figure rushing
down the steps. Once they came into the light, Rebekah made out that it was a soaking wet Giuliana.
"Oh, it's you." She clutched the towel around her body and let the bat hang by her side. While she was showering she heard someone enter the house, so she grabbed whichever weapon was closest and went to investigate.
"A baseball bat. Really?" The blonde scoffed.
"Who the hell are you?" Hayley was now making her way down the stairs with a fire poker in her hands.
"Well, she took the fire poker, so I improvised," Giuliana huffed.
"Oh, you must be the maid. My bags are in the car. Get them, will you?" Rebekah ordered and Hayley smiled wryly, putting the fire poker down.
"Hello. Not the maid."
Rebekah then fully looked over the wolf who was standing in the foyer and that seemed to jog her memory. "Right. You're that werewolf girl my brother, Klaus, knocked up. I was expecting to see some kind of supernatural, miracle baby bump. Guess you're not showing yet. It's Hayley, isn't it?"
"You have your brother's manners." Hayley noted.
"And his temper, too, so watch it." She snapped. "Where's Elijah?"
Giuliana frowned at the very mention of the Original's name. "He's gone."
"You're lying." Rebekah narrowed her eyes.
"Klaus told me that he bailed and that was after his noble promise to protect us." She added.
"Guess that's what we get for trusting a vampire." Hayley grumbled. She had been upset by Elijah's sudden disappearance too because she was in a delicate condition, but she wasn't nearly as angry as Giuliana was.
"Elijah is not just any vampire, and he doesn't break promises. Which means Niklaus has done something dastardly and Klaus-like." The blonde Original exited the foyer and entered one of the rooms on the first floor. Both girls followed her, Giuliana cursing herself that she didn't throw on some clothes before she trekked water all over the house.
"Klaus! Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother, you narcissistic, back-stabbing wanker!" Rebekah's shrieking made them flinch visibly and no sooner had her insults on her brother stopped, a pair of doors opened and Klaus stepped inside.
"Enough with all the shouting!" He scolded. "Little sister, I should have known. I assume the six dead vampires were your doing?"
Rebekah smirked evilly, but her eyes still held a childlike innocence that was very daunting. "They were very rude; trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the Quarter." She had stopped into a bar to ask for directions to the Quarter. It had been a long time since she had been back in New Orleans and she simply needed some assistance on finding her way. The vampires in the bar, however, were less than helpful. She skewered some of them with pool sticks while the others were disposed of the usual way by having their hearts ripped out. Marcel had complained to Klaus that six vampires had suddenly been killed and Klaus only knew that his precious little sister was behind all of the bloodshed.
"So sorry, were they friends of yours? Oh, that's right, you don't have any friends." Rebekah teased.
"I do have friends. I have Marcel. You remember him, don't you?" Klaus immediately saw the change in her eyes when he mentioned his protégé's name. "Yes, of course you do. He fancies himself the 'King of the Quarter' now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It'll be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you."
Rebekah rolled her blue eyes, mocking both Marcel and her brother. "I don't care about Marcel or his rules. Elijah doesn't welsh on deals. What did you do to him?"
"Perhaps he's on holiday...or taking a long autumn nap upstairs." His eyes indicated that the Original was locked away upstairs and Rebekah's fists clenched at her sides.
"You didn't." Giuliana's eyes narrowed, her eyebrows furrowing.
"If there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's to never put it past Klaus to stab his siblings in the back." The blonde hissed.
"Well, go on. Take a look around. You remember this house as well as I."
"I remember everything." His sister spoke. "I remember how the drunken fool of a governor hid away all of our vampire sins in exchange for gold. I remember the lavish parties the governor threw, as if to impress you." The words left her mouth and they had begun to paint a vivid picture of the very house that they were living in when it was in its glory days. "I remember finding a moment of affection with the governor's son, Emil. And I remember that even Elijah was happy." Her eyes met Giuliana who was shivering her wet towel. "Well, that was after he got over you."
"What?" She questioned and pulled the towel tighter around her.
"Do you have water in your ears?" Rebekah quipped and then looked to her brother. "Niklaus, would you fetch her something to wear?"
"I'd rather see her like this." He smirked and Giuliana glared as she brushed past him.
"Pig!" She shouted over her shoulder and traipsed upstairs to put on something a little more presentable. Bits and pieces of the conversation slithered into her ears and she swallowed at the mere notion of Klaus throwing a young man off a balcony just because he managed to set off his temper. Klaus never thought that any man was good enough for his precious little sister, so he slaughtered each one where he stood. The door slammed loudly downstairs, indicating that Klaus had gone out for yet another drink with Marcel and Giuliana joined Rebekah and Hayley just as they were standing in the foyer.
"We're searching the house for Elijah and you're helping," Rebekah snapped. The blonde Original led the two girls down a winding staircase on the other side of the house and each girl held a flashlight to light the way. "The governor had lots of secret rooms. I'll show you his favorite." She pushed open a door, revealing a dark room with cobwebs hanging from the walls and ceiling. Some spiders were perched in their webs in dusty corners, eagerly awaiting a mosquito or two to eat for dinner. Giuliana shuddered, turning away from the arachnids and flashing her light on coffins that lay on the far side of the room.
"You think Klaus killed him?" Hayley wondered.
"Original vampires can't be killed, but if they are stabbed with a dagger dipped in white oak, it sends them into a deep sleep until the dagger is removed." Giuliana said and Rebekah looked approvingly at her.
"Someone's been brushing up on their history." She praised with a pearly smile. "Klaus gets his jollies from keeping us in a box, until he decides to pull the dagger out. That must be what he's done to Elijah." She shined her light on a pristine white coffin with golden accents on the lid. "This one's mine."
"He keeps your coffin on standby." The wolf gulped.
"Why am I not surprised?" The ex hunter sighed.
"He likes to be prepared for when his family members inevitably disappoint him." Rebekah replied and frowned seeing that her brother's coffin was missing. "Elijah's isn't here – he must've stashed him elsewhere."
Hayley could feel bile rising up in her throat. "I feel sick."
"That make two of us." Giuliana grumbled.
"Welcome to the family, lovelies. You should've run the second you realized Elijah was gone." The blonde tsked.
"Yeah, well, the witches have put some sort of hex on me. As long as I'm carrying this baby, I can't leave New Orleans. If I do, they kill me." Hayley explained.
"Well, knowing Klaus, he's planning a box for you the second you give birth to whatever's cooking in your tum. I'm leaving as soon as I find Elijah. Being daggered in a box for decades sucks, trust me. You'd best find a way to break that hex and run." Her eyes then landed on Giuliana. "What about you? Why didn't you run?"
"I came here willingly to get away from Silas, but this baby drama is bigger than anything I've known. I could leave if I wanted, but I made a promise to Hayley." Giuliana stated. "And I don't break promises."
"Don't get your panties in a twist just because you think Elijah ran out on you. He would never do that. I know my brother. The one you should be angry at is Klaus." Rebekah's blue eyes narrowed and she left the cellar with Hayley in tow. Giuliana remained and shined her flashlight on the coffins, deep in thought. Perhaps she felt for Elijah so much because she knew what it was like to be locked away in a slumber for a number of years. When she asked a witch for help, she was entombed in a mausoleum with her brother's sword through her torso for nearly a century. She could not feel the passage of time or the change of the seasons, but she was ripped away from her family. That's what hurt her the most. Elijah was separated from his family, a moral that hr valued most of all and as Giuliana turned to exit the cellar, she promised that she would get Elijah back to his family.
"Hey stranger."
Cami's head snapped up from her books to see Giuliana sliding into the booth next to her carrying two drinks. The two had built a nice friendship ever since they met that night at the bar after Marcel tried to hit on Giuliana and Cami enjoyed having a girlfriend in town.
"Hey you." The blonde smiled and scooted over. "I know that I haven't been around, but classes are kicking my butt."
"That's okay. I figured you could use a drink because if you stared any harder at that book, your eyes would fall out." She craned her head to the open textbook on the table and passed Cami her drink.
"Thanks so much." Cami took some long sips while marking down a few notes in the margin of the page. "So, you've been settling into town nicely?"
"Yeah, I mean, it's a bit of a change, but I love living here." Giuliana took up a book, taking a peek inside.
"Where did you move from?" She asked curiously.
"I'm from a small town in Virginia, so coming to the Quarter is really different." The brunette recognized some of the names and terms in the book, but she would never claim to know a thing about abnormal psychology. However, she was around enough abnormal people so she could technically consider herself an expert.
"Did you come with your boyfriend?" Cami's question made her raise an eyebrow. "There was a guy here a few days ago. Really handsome, dressed in a suit. He said that he came here with you."
Giuliana's heart dropped into the pit of her stomach and she felt a lump rising in her throat. "No, he's not my boyfriend. It's...complicated."
Cami frowned slightly. "Don't I know about things being complicated. But that's why us girls have to stick together."
The ex hunter smiled and clinked her glass against Cami's. "I'll drink to that."
Just a few tables over, Marcel was nursing his drink while mustering up the courage to talk to Giuliana. If she was by herself he wouldn't have any issues, but the fact that Cami was there made it all the more difficult. He was never one to get shy around women, but Giuliana was something else. Ever since Davina gave him her name, she was all that was on his mind. He wanted her to be the queen and rule by his side over the Quarter and she fit the bill. The front door of the cafe opened and he grinned as Klaus waltzed in and sat down opposite him.
"Well, this is a far cry from last night's party." Marcel didn't answer him, so Klaus followed his gaze which was locked on the two girls sitting across the room. "Ah, in pursuit of the bartender from Rousseau's, I see."
Marcel shook his head. "No, not her. You can have the blonde. I've got my eyes on the brunette."
"And I see that you've made no progress." Klaus smirked, but he was boiling inside. Elijah had told him that Marcel was pursuing Giuliana, but he thought nothing of it.
"She's a work in progress." The vampire grinned.
"And yet here you are, pining over her when you should be eating her for lunch. Oh, she must be special." Klaus said.
"Business first." Marcel stated. "The coroner called. He's got my number in case any dead tourists show up."
"Let me guess – dead tourists with a stamp on the hand and vampire blood in their veins?" He wondered.
Marcel shrugged nonchalantly. "It happens. Someone takes a drunken tumble off a balcony, or into the Mississippi...And today I got two of them to deal with." His voice trailed off watching Giuliana rise to her feet and his sire picked the perfect time to spring into action. Cami was with her, carrying a handful of books and Klaus stopped the two of them.
"Excuse me. What's that you're studying?" He asked the blonde.
"Is he bothering you?" Giuliana crossed her arms over her chest.
"Don't be silly, love. I'm simply trying to friendly." Klaus grinned.
Cami's blue gaze darted between the two. "Do you know each other?"
"Unfortunately." The brunette sighed. "Seriously, if he's bothering you, we can leave."
"No, it's okay." She shook her head and plucked up one of her books, waving it. "I'm studying abnormal psychology."
Klaus nodded slowly. "Abnormal psychology, well. Perhaps you could help me diagnose my friend over here." He gently took Cami's arm and led him to Marcel's table. Giuliana followed of course and avoided meeting Marcel's gaze.
"Are you sure that you don't need a diagnosis, Klaus?" She jeered and Marcel cracked a wide smile.
Klaus simply ignored her and placed a hand on Marcel's shoulder. "He's been a little bit depressed, can't keep his mind off a girl. He tells me she's a queen, fit for a king. I think he should cut his losses and move on. What's your professional opinion?"
Cami thought about it for a few moments and happened to catch that Marcel was eyeing an unimpressed Giuliana up and down. "Be a nice guy, and maybe the opportunity will present itself some day."
"And what about you?" Everyone's gaze was now settled on Giuliana who shifted her weight from one hip to the other.
"I agree with Cami, but don't waste her time. If you really like her and intend on treating her like a queen, show her." She said and turned on her heel to leave.
"How about tonight, nine o'clock?" Marcel called to her and stood up from his seat. Giuliana halted her steps and looked back at him. "I'll meet you right here?"
"Maybe you will and maybe you won't." Giuliana tsked.
"Well, is that a yes?" He questioned and she shook her head.
"No."
"Is that a no?"
Shaking her head again, Giuliana adjusted the strap of her purse on her shoulder. "No." She and Cami left the cafe and Marcel deflated visibly, sinking back in his seat.
"Mm, harsh."
"I daresay I've lost my touch. Or you've lost yours." Klaus went back to sipping his drink.
"Where do you know her from?" Marcel asked curiously and Klaus had to weave some kind of lie as to not draw attention to the fact that he was trying to rot Marcel's operation from the inside-out.
"She's a friend of Elijah. I'm afraid that she and I never got along." That made sense enough for Klaus.
"Just a friend? Or personal blood bag?" He wondered.
"Just a friend. See, she knows about our world, but has no desire to become part of it." His sire explained. "She's quite the handful."
"Hey, I can handle anything." Marcel grinned.
"This is why I told you never to leave the house. Werewolves are banned in the Quarter. I had a plan, and your little nighttime stroll put it all in peril!" Klaus hissed at Hayley would was short from quivering as the events of tonight played in her head.
"Come on, Hayley. One upset stomach and all this stupid drama is ancient history." She chanted to herself as she held a cup in her hands. She had bought herbs from a witch earlier in the day and she was told that the mixture would kill the child that was growing inside her. The wolf wanted out of New Orleans and out of the Mikaelson family that was holding her hostage for a child that would promise Klaus's redemption. She didn't care about Klaus and she sure as hell didn't care about the baby. Hayley lifted the cup to her lips and her nose wrinkled at the pungent smell. Her lips touched the very rim and she prepared herself to drink, but just before the poison touched her lips, she stopped. She couldn't do this. It was just unfair. The child growing inside her day by day was innocent in all of this and if she was to harm it, she'd be killing an innocent child. Letting her conscious get the best of her, Hayley lowered the cup into her lap and drummed her fingers against the bench she was sitting on.
She was lost in her own thoughts when a cracking branch sounded off, alerting her that someone was in the area. The wolf stood and swiveled her head around for an opposing threat. She found it in one of Marcel's night walkers who was closing in on her.
"Dumb move, coming into the Quarter. You're coming with me,wolf." The vampire hissed.
Hayley glared vehemently at him. "I have had it up to here with vampires telling me what to do." Still clutching the cup, she tossed the contents onto the vampire's face and he roared loudly in pain. Hayley spun around, only to be faced with two more vampires who did not look pleased. One of the charged for her, but his forehead exploded, a bullet lodged in the back of his head. The other vampire was quickly disarmed by Rebekah who had torn his heart out and pushed his dead body to the floor.
"Now, that is no way to treat a pregnant lady. I do hate bad manners." She chided and threw the heart to the floor. The blonde looked over her shoulder to see Giuliana cocking her gun. "Nice aim and thanks for the tip."
The vampire that Giuliana had shot was writhing and groaning on the ground, but too weak to fight back. She bent down to his body and pressed the barrel of the gun against his heart. "Who tipped you off about a werewolf?"
Blood had begun to rise up in his throat and he spat it at her. The brunette recoiled, but kept the gun in place. "M...Marcel will h-have your head."
"Not if I have yours first." With a blood stained face and a deadly look in her eyes, Giuliana pulled the trigger. The vampire's eyes rolled back in his head at the bullet penetrated his heart and he slumped to the floor.
"Marcel should teach his pets better manners." Giuliana stood and pocketed the gun as she wiped the blood off her cheeks.
"And you," Klaus pointed at Giuliana after he tossed a rotting vampire corpse onto the growing pile. "What was your business being in the Quarter late at night?"
"Hayley may be confined to this house, Klaus, but I'm not." She fought. "I was having a drink at a dive bar where I heard that one of Marcel's vampires called him up to say that a werewolf had wandered into the park. I had to protect Hayley and her child which was Elijah's job, but you saw to it that he can't do that anymore."
"You could have gotten killed. Or worse, they could have taken you straight to Marcel and they would have tortured you till you blabbed. And then this plan—my plan—would have been ruined." Klaus glowered.
"Why do you care if Marcel had gotten to me?!" Giuliana shouted and the two were now standing eye to eye with their jaws clenched at one another. She had turned the tables on him and he was now the one to be speechless. The ex hunter saw a shift in his stature; shoulders slumped and he deflated as all of the air left his chest. His mouth opened and closed a few times, searching for an answer, but nothing came. Truthfully, he didn't know what he would do with himself if Giuliana had fallen into the hands of Marcel. His first option would be to make New Orleans rain blood and any other option seemed pointless. Giuliana took a step back, almost frozen by his lack of speech, but she watched his temper flair up again when Rebekah moved to pull a wriggling vampire from the pile.
"Leave him!" He roared at Rebekah and she heeded his command. "You've done enough, don't you think? Leaving a trail of bodies like a road map to my door?" He growled.
"If I hadn't overheard this lot bragging about werewolf heads, everyone here would be screwed. And don't give me that crap about having a plan. You've had all the time in the world to execute a plan, and no one's seen you do a damn thing!" Rebekah stamped her feet. "Elijah made a deal to protect your child, so that it could save you from your selfish, rotten self. But you obviously don't give a damn about the child or Elijah, because what have you done to honor it?"
Klaus whirled around on his little sister. "I have done everything. Let me spell it out for you, shall I? From the day I arrived, Marcel hasn't trusted me. From Day One, he's had his vampires ingest toxic vervain which, as you know, little sister, protects them from my mind control."
"Okay, and?" Giuliana tilted her head.
"I needed a spy, someone on the inside with me who Marcel would never suspect. So, I created a Day Zero and got there first. Marcel had just lost six vampires, thanks to your little murder spree, and he needed new recruits. So, I made the new one mine, before he'd had even a drop of vervain." Klaus explained and looked to Giuliana.
"I had everything in place, but I needed a distraction for Marcel. You, my dear, were busy playing protector, so I used your blonde bartender friend."
"Cami?! You brought her into this? Are you crazy?" She shouted, but Klaus ignored her and grabbed the vampire from the pile. He dragged him all the way up to the front porch and inside the house.
"And this one – I'm gonna drain him of vervain, compel him to believe his mates found religion and moved to Utah, so that he can explain to Marcel why he lost three more vampires tonight." The hybrid left the vampire in the front foyer and Rebekah, Hayley, and Giuliana followed him further into the house.
"Does anyone have any more questions?" His blue eyes stopped on the form of each quiet woman. "No? Good, because I have a question. Hayley, what were you doing in the bloody French Quarter in the first place?"
Hayley didn't answer him; she stood her ground and kept a stiff upper lip. That only made Klaus's already hot temper grow.
"Answer me!" Hayley flinched visibly.
"Leave her be." Rebekah defended the young wolf.
Hayley couldn't stand to be silent anymore. She side stepped from being behind Rebekah and faced Klaus. "You wanna know what I was doing? I was buying poison, so I could put your little baby out of its misery."
Klaus snapped, he flew at Hayley with his vampire speed and pinned her against the wall by her neck. She gasped for air and tried to pry his hand off, but she was quickly becoming lightheaded.
"Klaus!"
"Nik! Nik!"
Both girls pried Klaus off Hayley, Rebekah more so than Giuliana, but the blonde was able to press her brother against the opposite wall by his shoulders.
"Keep your hands off her! She is pregnant, for God's sake! All of this bluster about not wanting the child, and then the second she tells you she's ready to get rid of it?" Rebekah's words were slowly getting to him and he calmed. He watched as Giuliana rushed to Hayley's side, making sure that she was okay. The wolf massaged her neck while Giuliana gave the hybrid a glare.
"It's okay to care. It's okay to want something." Rebekah's soothing words cooled him down. "That's all Elijah was trying to do, all he's ever wanted for you. All we've ever wanted."
Her hands fell from his shoulders and the Original hybrid numbly moved from the wall to sit on the steps. Rebekah followed and sat beside him while Hayley and Giuliana watched on. The girls knew not to interrupt this family meeting, so they stayed quiet, watching everything unfold.
"I gave Elijah to Marcel." Klaus's statement made Rebekah's eyes widen and Giuliana's heart clench.
"What?"
Klaus swallowed before continuing. "Marcel was nervous. It's bad enough one Original returned to town, but two? His crew was getting antsy. He wanted Elijah gone, so I gave him a peace offering."
Rebekah's eyes burned with fierce anger. "You bartered our brother?"
"I have a plan. Gain Marcel's trust, dismantle his empire, honor Elijah's wish that that baby be born. I am executing that plan the only way I know how. If you don't like it, there's the door. See if I care." Klaus rose from his seat and left without another word. The three girls sat in agonizing silence, letting Klaus's words sink in. Rebekah leaned back, realizing that she had her work cut out for her. She had to get her brother back from Marcel and she wouldn't stop until she did.
The following morning, Klaus made his way up and down the hallway right in front of Giuliana's room. Last night, he let his anger completely control him and he said some things that he shouldn't have. He perfected his plans and with Hayley's little slip, his trust with Marcel would have been crushed. The same with Giuliana, he told her to stay at home, but she disobeyed him, however he never commanded that she was to remain in the house like Hayley. She was a free spirit and resisted voices who told her what to do. When she questioned him about why he would have cared if Marcel snatched her up, he couldn't find the words to say, but he knew deep down that he did care. He cared if she got hurt and he cared if it was at the hands of Marcel because he would kill her, no matter how much Klaus begged.
A muffled, sleepy moan drew his attention to the woman who was asleep in the room that he was waiting outside of. Mustering up his courage, he pushed the door open the door and walked inside the room. To his surprise, Giuliana was leaning against the open window and not asleep in bed. The nearly nonexistent wind tousled her hair and she pulled it into a ponytail so it was off the damp back of her neck.
"You're awake." He noted and she turned to look at him.
"How can a person sleep when this house is a sauna?" She said humorously and sat herself on the windowsill. "Certainly different from the weather in Mystic Falls."
Klaus nodded quietly and seated himself on the edge of her bed. His hands were perched on his knees and he leaned forward. "Why did you protect Hayley? I would think that you would be the first one who would want her dead because she tried to kill you. Why the sudden change of heart?"
The ex hunter crossed her legs underneath her and toyed with her ponytail that hung over her shoulder. Her fingers had begun to braid her locks while she spoke to him. "Hayley and I are on better terms, Klaus. And...she's got a baby inside of her. Your baby. That child is innocent and it has no idea of the drama that's going on out here." She had gotten to the end of her braid and she mumbled an incoherent thought about how she didn't have a hair tie, but she let the braid stay on her shoulder. "My mom had a stillborn; it was before you came to us."
"I'm sorry, love." He frowned, never hearing this before.
"I was there when she gave birth. I held her hand as she screamed and pushed. When the baby was born...he didn't cry. He was completely quiet." Her body shook as fresh tears threatened to wrack her being. She could still see that little boy freshly in her mind, covered in blood and deadly silent. He was so small and fragile that if she was to touch him, he might have shattered. The women in the room worked to try and get her baby brother to cry, but he was long gone. When all was said and done, Giuliana watched as her mother's nurses placed a sheet over the baby and she could only sob quietly as her mother's heart broke. She would never forget that image as long as she lived; it had been branded into her memory.
"A little boy?" Klaus wondered and Giuliana nodded, sniffling back some tears. Hearing about Giuliana's baby brother reminded him about his own brother Henrik. He had been taken from this world at an older age, but that didn't make the pain any less.
"My mother...my entire family was in so much pain. No one deserves to feel that kind of pain." Her voice was soft and ebbing with sadness.
"My brother died when he was just a boy of fourteen." Klaus spoke up.
"I know. Elijah told me about it. He said that you were never the same after that." She said.
"I guess we're not so different after all. We both care about our families very much."
Giuliana's lips quirked up into a smile. She stood and opened the window open a little more."Have you ever had any doubts that we're not alike?"
"Well, for one thing, we're both stubborn and we fight back when we're backed into a corner." He smirked and he heard her hum in agreement. Klaus stood too, sauntering to stand behind her and when she turned, she nearly knocked into him. The slightest of gasps left her lips as she stared up at him.
"I'm sorry about Elijah." He gazed at her. "I decided to make my own plans the best way I could. Alone. The only person that I can trust is myself."
"It's not true." Giuliana whispered. "I know that it's hard, but you have to learn to trust other people. You were an outcast in your family, I understand that, but that doesn't mean that you have to make yourself the outcast with everyone else."
"But..."
"No, you have to learn that not everyone is out to get you. There are people who care about you." One of her hands rose to palm his cheek tenderly. He flinched but let her touch his skin. Normally he was used to being hit by his father, so it was common to expect someone striking him. She noticed him back away from her, but that didn't stop her from trying to get through to him that people cared for him.
"I know that you can take care of yourself, but, if Marcel put his hands on you, I'd rip him limb from limb." He said after a few moments. She smiled softly, knowing that he would kill anyone who harmed her.
"Well, I certainly wouldn't object to it." She threw him a smirk and Klaus caught her hand, lowering it from his face, but he still held it firmly, refusing to let it go. "Rebekah told me that you and Marcel have some history together. She said that you loved him like a son."
"I made Marcel everything that he is. I treated him like a son. And when my father chased me and my family from New Orleans a hundred years ago, we believed Marcel was killed – we each mourned him, in our own way. Yet, when I returned, I found not only had he survived, he had thrived. Instead of seeking us out, instead of sticking together as one, he made a choice to take everything my family had built and make it his own." He explained and Giuliana just let him speak, taking in every piece of information that she was being told. Klaus rarely opened up, so she let him open up. "Now, he is living in our home, he is sleeping in our beds. That 'M' he stamps everywhere...it's not for 'Marcel'. It's for 'Mikaelson'. I want it all back, and if I have to push him out to get it, then that's exactly what I'll do."
A triumphant smile graced the brunette's lips. "I'll do whatever I have to do to help you, Klaus."
The Original hybrid pressed a kiss to the back of her hand. "Consider that sealing the deal." She smiled even wider and he turned to leave. "I'll have someone see to the air conditioning."
Giuliana flopped back down on her bed and hummed to herself. Perhaps this was all a step in the right direction to getting Klaus on the path to redemption and to getting Elijah back. It wouldn't be easy, but Marcel's empire had to be brought down.
And what better way to bring down an empire than by rotting it from the inside out.
Hmm, thing are getting interesting! Giuliana and Klaus perhaps will come to some kind of understand about one another. Everyone is on the same page to get Elijah back and the next episode is the ball. Be prepared for some interesting things to happen there. Please review and let me know what you liked :)
Silently Tearful: Here's the Originals chapter for you! I hope that you enjoyed it :) Cassandra's emotions will be interesting and there will be some things in the next chapter that will be a bit of a shock. That's all I'm going to say ;) Thanks so much for reviewing!
xoxobianca13: Thank you for reviewing, girl! I do love writing Damon and Cassandra a lot! And I enjoy Elena and Cassandra as well. They remind me of sisters since they both didn't have a sisterly influence. Silas is a messed up dude, but he's very slick. How else would he get to Cassandra and Damon's baby except for using a person who is close to her. Elena. I hope you enjoyed this chapter :)
Kayla: Agreed! Cassandra is a Mama Bear :) Damon is also a sweetie, but I'm sure that he will kill anyone who hurts the love of his life and his unborn child. Thanks for the review :D
rosa: Thank you for reviewing! I don't want to move Damon and Cassandra to New Orleans because their child could be a werewolf and we all know how Marcel feels about werewolves. Marcel probably wouldn't want Cassandra in New Orleans because she is a hybrid like Klaus. Right now, it's a little too hectic for them to head to New Orleans, but keep reading :)
VampirePrincess11: Thanks for reviewing! It is getting good! Cassandra's rage will have a tendency to take control of her.
Nymartian: Thank you for reviewing! Yeah, the baby secret is out in the open, but the girls know to be careful about who to tell. For the Originals, Marcel/Giuliana was in this chapter...just a little tease, but the 'Tangled Up in the Blue' chapter will have more! Stay tuned!
sexytime321: Cassandra's pregnancy will be interesting because this is something that her body was never prepared for. After almost 200 years of not being able to have a child, it is really strange for her body to suddenly start changing. It is also something that is unheard of, so people will naturally be interested in it and some might even go so far as to kill it. That's all I'll say for now ;) Thank you for reviewing!
grapejuice101: Thanks for the review, girl! Yeah, Silas is a really sick guy, but he's crafty.
SomebodyWhoCares: Hmm, well some women get very horny when they are pregnant...maybe Cassandra will fall into that category ;) Thanks for reviewing!
shippolove844: Elijah and Giuliana make a sweet pair, but Klaus and Giuliana are good too! Klaus has always been perceived as the bad guy and that makes me sad. I think that he has a good heart. Oh, Davina! She's...hmm a bitch! I am interested in her character though and what her deal is with Marcel! Thanks for reviewing! LOL, that part was hilarious. I loved it when Damon said, "Well, clearly you haven't had sex with me." I was laughing the whole time :)
Guest: Yeah, Cass blacking out when she's mad is scary :/ You know, I am really split on if they should have a boy or a girl. Maybe I'll put up a poll for it. Can you imagine a little Damon running around?! I don't think the world is ready for that, LOL! Thanks for reviewing!
Guest: Thanks so much, girl! I'm glad that you love it! I do love Cassandra being pregnant too. Imagine how much I'll love it when she gets further and further into the pregnancy. A lot of people want me to bring Damon and Cassandra to New Orleans, but Marcel no likey werewolves and Cassandra is a hybrid.
Seira asami: Yeah, that guy should think twice before he threatens a pregnant woman! Silas is evil and crafty, a real combination. And the cat is out of the bag! I was a little disappointed that he's not the ripper anymore, but now he has no memory?!
Guest: Thank you for reviewing! 5X03 was a mind bomb! I am still reeling from it and I am not entirely sure of what to do with it! I'll figure something out, don't you worry ;) And I think a baby Damon would be freakin adorable! He would definitely cause some trouble like his daddy.
Tvdlover87654: Ooh, so it looks like Elijah/Giuliana has made its way into your heart, huh? Hehe, but I am sad that he is gone :( I love a man in a suit! You can root for whoever you want, girl! Thanks for reviewing :D