Klaus can't sleep so he spend his night staring at his brother. Elijah is currently occupying his bed at the moment. Not that he minds.
Klaus lay next to his brother carefully like he is afraid to disturb his rest. It is stupid when you think about it. The dagger keep his brother in a state similar to being dead. Elijah is unaware of his surrounding for now.
He lies on his side that left him with staring at his brother profile. Klaus smile softly. It brings back memories. Long time ago when they were human living in a modest viking cottage in the woods. All of his sibling sleep in the same room side by side like this. Elijah sleeping place was next to him. It has always been that way since Klaus can remember.
Sometimes when he couldn't sleep. He will lie on his side like this and watch Elijah sleep. The way Elijah's chest moving up and down while he breath, the constant movement would lulled him to sleep. Tonight, he is not looking to fall asleep. Klaus mind is plague with too many questions for that.
"Elijah." Klaus whispers softly. Watching him like this. His chest hurt awfully. He wonders, is it because the fact that he had crack ribs but he doubts that is the reason. Since any possible injuries would have healed hours ago. Klaus rubs his temples. Ha. He tamped down the manic laughter that bubbling inside him. He sits up and leaned against the headboard, eyess fixated on his unconcious older brother. "Do you enjoy driving me crazy, Elijah?"
"Why are you doing this?" Klaus find himself questioning it out loud. "What are you thinking? Someone had to be feeding all these poisonous thoughts to you."
"You can't be leaving me out of your own volition. It isn't like you-"
Klaus feels his anger flares, he grinds his teeth-"because you love me." Klaus says carressing his brother check absentmindedly with his thumb. "You do love me. Don't you, brother?" He stares at Elijah prone unconcious body. Hours passed silently and Klaus sighs. You are too distracting, Elijah. I won't be getting any sleep if this continues on. Klaus sits there silently and keep vigilant until the sun rises, casting a beautiful glow to the horizon.
Klaus pour himself a drink and takes a large sip. He flicks the pages of the large tome. Sitting on the only chair that has manage to escape his wrath. His eyes gave a casual sweep around the room, taking stock of the destroyed furniture, debris, plasters and wall. Frankly, the whole study is a mess. It looks like a bomb had gone off in the room. Thankfully, the books are mostly unscathed. For that he is glad. He doesn't need more reason for Elijah to hate him when he is awaken.
He should probably had someone clean up this room. Klaus thoughts as he glowers at the mess.
Okay. When Freya promised Rebekah to look after their brother this is not what she agreed to. This is madness. Literally.
Freya grimace as she stares at Klaus bed that seem to be lacking Elijah's shaped body on it.
Great. He moved him.
The ever paranoid Klaus Mikaelson moved their brother without informing her.
"Do you you realize you sitting in the middle of a wreckage?" Freya said as she glance around the room.
Klaus smirks at her and flick the pages of the book in his hand casually. Mostly, to keep the facade that he is reading. He was wondering when she would come to him.
"Let me guess. You and Elijah did this." Freya said while manuvering her way around the debris while picking random things and artifact that manage to survived.
Klaus watches her curiously. "It was mostly me." Klaus admitted proudly. He grinned when he saw Freya facial expression becomes dark. Klaus resists the urge to scoff. She had see Elijah yesterday. He was fine. There is no need for the hostility.
"Where is Elijah?" Freya asked him.
"Safe." Klaus replied short and smirks obnoxiously. "I moved him. You must be aware of that since you have barge into this room like a man- "
Klaus purse his lips and smirks"- a women on a mission"
"Klaus. I swear to god, if you hurt him." Freya threatened him. Seeing how overprotective she is over Elijah is annoying to be honest. Elijah can take care of himself just fine and Klaus would never ever hurt Elijah when would she understand that.
Okay. That is a lie. Klaus would totally hurt his brother sometimes when they disagree and stuff. He has a lot of aggressions after all he is part werewolves.
But he would never cause Elijah grievous injuries, okay?
Then Klaus realize that she wouldn't understand something as simple as that because she did not spent centuries with him like Rebekah did. She was never a part of always and forever since the beginning. Like Rebekah and Elijah is. It was pointless really.
Klaus sighed. "You knew, he was daggered or did you not knew ? I thought I already explain it yesterday." Niklaus said. Unhappiness written all over his face. Freya rolls her eyes and decided Klaus happiness is the lowest thing on her list at the moment.
"Well. Looking at to state of the room. I think I am entitled to be worried." She said gauging for Klaus reaction.
"Why? Klaus asked staring at her. Do you think I would be holding grudge over something worthless like this?"
She shrugs and lift her brow condescendingly.
Klaus rolls his eyes feeling affronted." I would never hurt him." He smiled mischievously.
" Much." Klaus added in what seems as an afterthought to her.
"Right." Freya said looking unamused. "Where is he?" Freya asked sternly.
" Somewhere safe, daggered and still unconcious." Klaus said smiling at her. She knew he was goading her.
That psychopath.
"Niklaus. I have no time to joke around with you. If I had to hurt you to get Elijah's whereabout, so be it." Freya said as she raised her hand threateningly. Klaus peer at her disinterestly and went back to his book. Freya sighs heavily and twist her wrist summoning her magic to cause her brother massive pain that can be only describe as taking a sledgehammer blow repeatedly to the skull.
Niklaus glares at her as he grits his teeth trying to hold the pain back.
"He is in the west wing." Klaus shouts angrily.
Freya moves swiftly for the door. "I would like if he remains that way until further notice." He calls out to her.
She gave him a scathing last glance. He glares sharply back as he massage his temples.
Klaus breath heavily and resists the urge to take his anger on the book on his lap. He reminds himself that it was Elijah's favorite book. Besides he needs Freya for the next step of dealing with Elijah.
He misses Elijah and it has only been one day. He didn't think he is able to survive much longer without Elijah's presence. However, Klaus is a very stubborn man and he refuses to admit this weakness, that he can't live without Elijah. So, he had to hold back for another couple of days. That ought to teach Elijah a lesson or two about heeding his warning.
"Elijah." Freya whisper softly as she watches him. There is so many things she wants to say to him. She has just finishes the spell on the chain and the barrier that will trapped Elijah on the very bed, he is laying on. "I am so sorry." She said pressing a kiss on her brother forehead.
"I wonder, would you understand my feelings." Freya says as she brushes her knuckles gently on Elijah's cheek." I really don't want to do this." She smiles bitterly. "Would you forgive me if I explain to you my reasoning?"
"I really do worry about you. I am afraid that you will try to hurt yourself like Klaus said." Freya said somberly. She stares at the dagger embedded in Elijah's chest. She frowns. Three days had past and Freya had even finishes the spell needed to trap Elijah. She wonders when Klaus would pull out the dagger and awaken Elijah. She misses him.
He saw his sister, Freya, standing by his side. Looking at the way how she is slumped and leaning against the wall. He thinks she must have been watching him for awhile.
Freya. He says flatly. She jerked violently and stares at him, unfathoming for a moment like she had just seen a ghost.
He tries not to be offended at that. He knew. He doesn't look good especially with how pale and ghastly, he probably looks like at the moment. A side effect of dessicating.
"Welcome back to the world of living." Freya says unsurely while she fidgets.
Elijah know what this meant, her being here. He is angry furious even but his quarrel is not with Freya. He supposed his glad that Freya choose not to retaliate against Klaus by herself. He knew how unreasonable Klaus is and what he is capable of doing to those he regards as enemies. It won't matter if it was his own familiy.
Elijah smiles as she brought a glass filled with blood to his lips. He sips slowly at first, content to humour his big sister who always likes to play caretaker role.
After awhile he gets a little impatient. What he means is? He is not a kid. He doesn't need to be fed like a child.
He is also not that weaken until he can't hold the glass himself so he reaches for the glass. His eyes narrow and he glares at his wrist that is clearly in iron shackles.
Not only that, it seems he is chained to the bed that he is lying on. He pulled at the chain but it does not give. He eyed angrily at the shackles around his wrist. They look familiar, he thought. He saw how Freya faces change how she looks apologetic and stricken.
He is mad at her but she wasn't the person who daggered him and these shackles were obviously not her idea.
"Niklaus." He roars angrily. He voice reverberate bouncing of the wall. He knew his brother can hear him. He bets any vampire still in the compound would have heard him. He wants Niklaus to know that his is angry. He is livid and feeling murderous enough that he didn't care about his pride or anyone listening in.
He observe the chain distastefully. He had his suspicion at first but after examining closely. He is sure of it.
Klaus watches as his brother sharp eyes examining the chains and the look on his face when he recognize them.
"It is the same chain Marcel use to bound me for five years. Meaning it won't break, no matter what you do. I know because I have tried to break it before without success for 5 years."
Elijah turn his eyes on him. Elijah glares at his brother angrily. He had suspected that much when the chain refuse to give under his strength.
Elijah stares at him indiginantly trying to curb his anger. Anger is weakness after all. It clouded judgement. Despite knowing that Elijah just couldn't help himself especially, seeing Niklaus so calm after what he had done. It unnerved him. Everything is a game to Niklaus.
Elijah tries to stop his frustration from showing on his face. Niklaus being this calm only mean that he had expected Elijah to be angry. He had come prepared and it makes Elijah as the one who is at a disadvantage at the moment.
He really doesn't want to give Niklaus the idea that he is so easily read and the satisfaction of him being right. Beside he know the best way to punished him instead.
Klaus stares at him brother imploringly sure Elijah would have a lot to say about all this. He had expected it. He came here prepared mentally for an onslaught of curses and angry remarks. He gaze narrow when Elijah clenched his jaw stubbornly and look at the wall like they were the most interesting thing he had laid his eyes upon.
Klaus sniggers. Okay. Elijah is being unreasonably difficult and he had expected that too.
He 'll start first. He is a magnimous person after all. He could have left Elijah daggered for decades but he did not. He had only keep Elijah dagger for four days.
"Surely, you would like to voice how injustice, absurd or absolutely incorriggible I am for daggering you."
Kaus stares at his brother expectantly. He eyes narrow when Elijah remains silent and still staring off at the stupid wall.
"No?" Klaus says staring at his older brother sharply.
It angers him that Elijah would not even look at his face.
"Right. Silent treatment." Klaus scoff and bit his lips while staring down at his older brother. Of course, his brother continue to ignores his existence.
"How childish." Klaus remarks. Elijah ignores that too.
It hurts him more that he would admit. So, he seeks to hurt Elijah in return. Just to get a rise out of him. Anything. A glare would be preferably than being ignored like this.
"You are not rotting away in a coffin in basement. You had our older sister, Freya to thank for that. Elijah clench his fist.
Shifting the blame to someone else. How very typical of Klaus.
Elijah face harden but he kept silent. Klaus snorts. He is angry that he is unable to rile up Elijah. Elijah knew that Klaus wants to provoke a reaction from him and Elijah is not stupid to give in so easily.
"Well, enjoy your rest because that is all you will be doing now." Klaus says in fake sweet voice. Elijah resolutely look away and refuse to comment back. He did not met his brother eyes until the end. He is too upsets to react. He can't believe the sheer galled Klaus has imprisoning him like this.
