Thank you for the reviews, favs and alerts :) As I said before, there are going to be some difficult themes in this story, one of the main themes is her being an adult stuck in a child's body. I know some of you would want her to act like a child and others her to grow, but I ask you to be patient, I have planned a storyline and it's not going to offer her an easy solution for everything.

All I need is a little love in my life
All I need is a little love in the dark
A little but I'm hoping it might kick start
Me and my broken heart

Rixton – Me And My Broken Heart

Chapter 25

The poisoned kiss

2 days later

"Spin around," Rebekah said looking at me thoughtfully.

I obeyed and turned around, letting her to observe my gown from behind. She touched my hem and clicked her tongue.

"Looks good. What do you think, sweetie?"

"I like it," I replied truthfully and looked at my reflection in Rebekah's big mirror. My new gown was pale blue velvet with blue and cream jacquard; I thought that it suited me. Rebekah had insisted of having several new gowns made for me after discovering Cesare, a very handsome young tailor. He was very skilled as well, the gown looked flawless. Rebekah bent and wrapped her arms around me from behind; I saw her smiling face in the mirror.

"You look pretty," she said and kissed my cheek.

"Thank you," I replied and leaned my head on her shoulder. "So do you."

She really did, she was wearing a new burgundy gown and her long hair was down. My guess was that she would have another "fitting" with Cesare after I would leave; he was waiting in the hallway.

"Do you know is papa coming home tonight?" I asked.

"I am not sure," she replied and touched my hair before standing up. "That depends on how the negotiations are coming along."

I bit my bottom lip; I was a little worried about papa's safety.

"Perhaps I should have gone with him," I muttered.

Rebekah smiled and placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Elijah will be fine, he and that warlock got along alright. And if I have understood correctly, the warlock…what was his name…"

"Demetrio, I think," I said.

"Yes, that sounds about right. Anyway, I heard that he is a gentleman. He wants to work this whole dispute out and Elijah is definitely the best person to do that, Demetrio can't stand Nik."

"I think the feeling is mutual," I pointed out.

Rebekah smiled.

"Yes, Nik can be quite… a people person."

"Definitely," I giggled.

Tonight was the full moon, so Klaus certainly wasn't in a good mood. He had told me about the curse few years ago and I usually kept him company during the full moon, it was the least I could do for him. We had fought a lot when I had been younger, probably because we were both stubborn, but now we got along very well. I enjoyed his company and he probably enjoyed mine, at least sometimes. He didn't treat me as a child, but I actually wasn't sure how he saw me.

I liked to think that we were friends, although he had said to me once that he didn't have any friends, he didn't trust anyone enough. I definitely could have used an advice from a friend, it had been a week now since the old witch had made me her offer and I still hadn't been able to decide what to do. Of course I wanted the one day as an adult, but after that I would be a child again. Did I really want to go thought that, spending the rest of my life knowing what I had lost? On the other hand, I could spend that one day with Kol…

Thinking about him made me feel guilty; I had spent the last two days getting rid of the women he had hoped to bed. It hadn't been difficult to see that he hadn't got used to women turning him down, but that had happened several times during the last days, thanks to me. He had accused Rebekah and Klaus of messing with him; they had thought that the whole thing was just hilarious. Now he was in the nearest village, finding himself "a normal woman" as he had put it, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I couldn't compel all the women in the village, in Tuscany or in Europe, I would simply have to accept that my dreams were stupid, he would never be mine. What difference would it make if I would be an adult for a one day, after that, things would be the same again. And besides, who said that he would want to be with me, even for that one day. I was about to sigh, but fortunately a knock on the door stopped me; I didn't want Rebekah to see that I was feeling down.

"My lady?" Cesare's voice asked. "How is the gown?"

Rebekah opened the door and smiled at him, I turned around in order to show him how the gown looked on me. He seemed pleased with the result, after giving me the usual complements he started to talk with Rebekah about her new gown. Obviously they wanted to do more than just talk, so I excused myself.

"Good night, sweetie," Rebekah said and kissed my cheek before I left. From the corner of my eye I saw how adoringly Cesare was looking at Rebekah and I couldn't help but to envy her. For once I would have wanted my special someone to look at me like that. The thought would have made me blush, if that would have been physically possible. I really didn't feel like being alone and I hoped that Klaus would be feeling the same way. I went to the wine cellar and picked up two bottles of wine, his favorite and my favorite before I headed to his room. The door was open and judging by the cursing, he had started the party without me.

"Damn it!" he shouted and threw his easel against the wall; apparently he had tried to paint. It was dark already and there were candles burning around his room.

"May I come in?" I asked and stopped in the doorway.

He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to calm down. I noticed several empty bottles on the floor.

"I come bearing gifts," I added and lifted the bottles.

He looked up and grinned.

"So did the Greeks. But yes, you may come in, sweetheart."

"Thank you, kind sir," I said and curtsied before entering the room. He sat down on an armchair in front of the fireplace, I handed him his bottle and climbed onto his lap, just like many times before. He was holding the bottle in his right hand, so he wrapped his left arm around me and leaned his cheek on my head. I opened my bottle and took a long gulp; we never bothered to use goblets during nights like these. Obviously we were both feeling just as cheerful. I leaned back on his lap and took another gulp; neither of us felt the need to talk.

I knew that he was feeling restless, riled and distressed because his suppressed wolf side wanted desperately to come out and howl the moon, like it was supposed to do and he knew that I was feeling depressed because of being stuck in this body, there was no need to talk about it when we could just get drunk and forget all our problems. It didn't take long before our bottles were empty; Klaus called for a servant to bring us more wine. The elderly male servant seemed a bit upset when he saw Klaus and me drinking together; I turned to look at him and gave him a sweet smile.

"That will be all," Klaus huffed in Tuscan, the man bowed briefly and left. I wasn't really drunk yet, but I felt a little more relaxed, talking didn't seem so bad anymore.

"Can I ask you a question?" I muttered.

Klaus leaned back and took a long gulp out of his bottle; clearly he was drunker than I was.

"Sure, why not. But I won't promise that I will answer."

I hesitated for a moment, but finally I managed to form my question.

"If you could have what you want the most, but you could only have it for a one day, would you take it?"

He was quiet for a moment, I couldn't see his face, but I could sense that my question had surprised him.

"You mean I could have the curse lifted for a one day and then it would be back?"

"Yes."

"Well…That is a strange thought," he stated. "How did you come up with that?"

I shrugged.

"I don't know. Would you do it?"

He thought about it for a while before answering.

"Yes."

I turned around on his lap in order to see his face, he looked very serious.

"Why?" I asked. "Would it not be torture to know what you could have and then lose it?"

He shook his head.

"No. I see it as a motivation. Knowing what you could have, would make you work much harder in order to achieve your goal."

I had never thought of it like that, maybe it was because of the wine, but his words made sense.

"What if your goal would be impossible to achieve?" I muttered.

He snorted and waved his hand.

"There is no such thing than impossible. If I really want something, I take it at any cost."

That was certainly true. Unfortunately he didn't seem to realize that I wasn't talking about him.

"Cheers to that," I muttered and emptied my bottle. He followed my example.

"Alright, my turn to ask something," he said.

I threw my empty bottle on the floor and picked up another one.

"Go for it."

"If we rule out the obvious answer, what is it that you desire, sweetheart?" he asked.

I raised my eyebrows.

"Me?"

He smiled and touched my cheek.

"Yes, you. What do you dream about?"

I looked at him, trying to decide was he serious.

"How drunk are you?" I asked giggling.

"Very, but that is not the point," he replied. "I want to know what you dream about."

"Why?"

"Because…" He paused and blinked few times, he really was drunk. "The thing is that I love you, Eva, I really do, but sometimes I am not sure if I know you at all."

My eyes widened.

"What do you mean?"

He took a long gulp out of his bottle before answering.

"There you are, looking like the cute little girl who offered me her favorite toy, but you are not that little girl, no, you are an adult. What does an adult Eva want?"

I lowered my head; I really wasn't sure what to say. Thankfully I wasn't drunk enough to tell him about Kol.

"Come on, princess," he said and lifted my chin. "Tell me."

"You will laugh…" I muttered.

"No, I won't, I promise."

I bit my bottom lip, despite of all the wine I had drunk, I still felt ridiculous.

"A kiss."

He looked surprised.

"What?"

"For once in my damned life I would like to be kissed," I huffed and took a gulp out of my bottle. "There, you can laugh now."

He didn't laugh, but he didn't say anything either, we were both quiet for a long while and concentrated on drinking.

"I am sorry," he finally said.

"For what?" I asked.

"For what happened to you, it should not have happened."

I turned to look at him.

"We have talked about this before, I told you it's fine…"

"No, just…let me say this."

His tone was very tense; I stayed quiet and waited for him to continue.

"I… There are not many things I would regret and I don't usually apologize for anything," he started. "I am not proud of what happened to you, you were too young, but I cannot regret for having you into my life, you are… I love you."

"I love you too," I replied and kissed his hand.

He smiled and placed me on the floor before standing up.

"Dance with me," he said and held out his hand.

"What? There is no music…"

"That is not a problem. The Grand old Duke of York he had ten thousand men, he marched them up to the top of the hill and he marched them down again…"

He was actually singing, I couldn't help but laugh. I gave him my hand and we danced, or at least hopped around the room. I couldn't remember when I would have laughed so hard, he lifted me up and spun me around and around until he lost his balance and we fell down on the bed. I was still laughing, he laughed as well, but I could tell that he was about to pass out. My eyelids felt heavy as well and I was about to fall asleep when the bed suddenly squeaked, someone had just jumped next to me.

"What is going on here?" Kol's voice asked, he sounded amused. "Has my no good brother got my midget drunk?"

I rolled on my side and faced his smirk; Klaus seemed to be fast asleep on my other side.

"I thought you were in the village," I muttered.

"I was, but it was quite boring. It seems that you two have had much more fun here."

I didn't say anything; I was staring into his eyes. His face was only inches away from mine.

"Well, I think I'm going to bed," he said. "Are you staying here?"

My mind was fuzzy, but somehow I managed to nod.

"Alright."

He leaned towards me, apparently planning to kiss my cheek, but in that moment something snapped.

"If I really want something, I take it at any cost…"

I didn't think, I simply cupped his face and kissed him.