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One Week Later
"It's cute."
"You speak nonsense."Klaus bluntly fibbed, raising an unamused eyebrow at Lola who sent him a look of disbelief."It is anything but cute, love."
Quietly scoffing, Lola nudged Klaus' leg with her own before crossing it over her other, absentmindedly swinging it to and fro as she watched the scene before her.
"Liar, liar."She murmured back with a teasing tone, fingers fidgeting in her lap when she noticed the clouded expression on Klaus' face."You're not going to join them?"I know you and Hayley are only tolerating each other, but it's for Hope."
Slowly shaking his head, Klaus leaned back in his chair, crossing his ankles and watching his daughter for another moment before replying.
"I think it's best if I remain at an arm's length."
Pursing his lips, Klaus glanced over at Hayley who met his eyes when she felt his stare, bitterness glimmering in her eyes before she looked down at the kids. The tension was still palpable. The two, behind civil words, had become to tolerate each other. Nevertheless, they were bound together by their daughter and, at the end of the day, they were still family.
Family fought and Hayley was family.
"Stop pouting."Lola muttered with a taunting tone in an attempt to rid the darkness in Klaus' eyes."You're too old for that."
Klaus straightened in his chair, feigning innocence."I'm not."
Imitating him, Lola arched an eyebrow at the hybrid, shaking her head almost scoldingly.
"Your lower lip says differently."
Tilting his head at her, Klaus' orbs flickered with amusement at Lola's playful tone. He sent her an equally as playful eye roll before turning back to the scene across from them. Sitting crossed legged on a blanket, Hayley was seated with Hope and another child, one who was a daughter of a wolf in the pack.
The young boy named Malcolm, a year older than the tribrid, giggled with Hope as she tossed him a teddy after refusing to share her Wolfy.
"No!"
Hope glared at the young boy, sticking out her tongue, holding Wolfy to her chest possessively.
"Wolfy mine!"
"Whatever!"Malcolm hurled back, sticking his own tongue out at Hope before kicking his legs out. Stupid girl!"
Enraged at the insult, Hope's eyes flashed amber, but preoccupied with the hot beverage in her hands, Lola thankfully didn't notice. Klaus let himself sigh in relief before he turned back to the scene, his glare matching his daughter's and directed at the boy toddler.
The tribrid sat up on her knees and sent Malcolm a withering glare. glared at Malcolm."Stupid boy!"
The two remained at odds, each donning a scowl and clutching their own toys. Shaking her head at the pair, Hayley seated her daughter back down at her side.
"That's enough, guys, no fighting."Hayley gently chided, shaking her head at the pair before taking more toys out of the box with a mothering smile."Hug and make up."
"No, momma."Hope crossed her arms over her chest with a huff, glower still in place."Boys are yucky. Daddy says so!"
"Quite right, love."Klaus quietly murmured to himself with a proud nod of approval."Very good."
"Hey!"Shaking her head with a reprimanding click of her tongue, Lola nudged Klaus a second time."Boys aren't yucky."
"For my daughter they are."
Humming in acknowledgment, Lola drew out a moment of silence as she took a sip of her tea. The pair watched the children quietly, the disagreement between them now almost forgotten as Hayley motherly lectured him about the importance of friendship.
"I think they'd make a cute couple when they grow up."Lola casually commented, hiding a smile when she noticed Klaus' sharp intake of breath."Just adorable."
Klaus' slowly turned his head in Lola's direction with a powerful, mock glare that made the human cock her head in amusement.
"I strongly suggest you take that back, love."
Lola shook her head, placing aside her cup as she looked over at Klaus."Or what?"
Klaus' teasing glare faltered, and his signature crooked smile broadened when he recognized the playfulness in Lola's eyes. She copied his movements when the Original straightened in his chair and turned to face her fully.
"Now, now..."
Lola bit back a squeak when Klaus' hand clamped down on the arm of her chair and tugged it towards his own, turning it around so that she was facing him.
Lola, wide-eyed, watched as he trapped her in the chair, hands tightening around the arms. She suddenly felt a weight on her chest as she found it hard to keep breathing evenly. It hidden behind the height of the table, Klaus' knee wedged between Lola's as he inched closer.
"Is it your wish to find out?"He quietly inquired, slowly leaning down to her eye level, pinning her eyes to his."Hmm?"
At the hum, Lola's hands covered his and clasped tightly as she tried to control her breathing. Klaus found it hard to ignore the rush of tingles that soared up his arm at the skin to skin contact and tightened his grip on her, a smirk playing at his mouth when the sound of Lola's racing heartbeat echoed in his ears.
Thump, thump, thump, thump...
His eyes snapped to Lola's when she grasped desperately at his hand, eyes darkening hungrily when she met his eyes, her own cloudy.
"Come on, you two, hug it out!"
Both blinking and snapping out of the daze they'd been under, the pair simultaneously turned their heads at Hayley's gentle demand. Swallowing thickly, reluctantly straightening and leaning back in his own chair, Klaus collected himself. Cherry smile instantly plastered on her face, Lola let herself slump back in her chair as she tuned back into the scene before her.
"Come on."
Encouraged by Hayley, Klaus' eyes narrowed as Hope shuffled over to Malcolm, arms outstretched. She offered up no warning before pulling him toward her and hugging him tightly at the behest of her mother.
"Sorry, Mal!"
"Kay!"Malcolm quietly gave in and wrapped his arms around Hope and hugged her back."Sorry, Hope."
In awe at the cute moment, Lola voiced her wonder just as she heard Klaus let out an irritated sign. She watched him out of the corner of her eye and bit on her lower lip to bite back laughter when Klaus' glower returned.
Only to become a dark scowl when Hope and Malcolm smiled at one another.
"Did he just smile at her?"Klaus murmured to himself as he shot up from his seat, angrily crossing his arms over his chest."Did that little runt smile at my daughter?"
Without waiting for an answer, Klaus rushed over to the playmat and, instantly smiling when Hope reached out for him, the Original picked up his daughter. Murmuring a greeting to his daughter, Klaus held his daughter protectively to him, handing her Wolfy when she made grabby hands for him.
"Come, love."
"Hey, Klaus!"Hayley frowned as Klaus made a move to leave, halting his steps by holding up a hand, peering up at the other hybrid with a half-hearted glare."What are you doing?"
Getting to her feet and slowly ambling over to the pair, Lola came to a stop beside Klaus, a small entertained smile on her lips.
"He thinks Malcolm is after Hope."
Seriously?"Hayley scoffed in amusement, shaking her head at the Original before commenting to Lola."He's an idiot."
Lola shrugged her shoulders, looking up at Klaus with a small smile."I think it's cute."
Klaus' scowl instantly faded when he caught Lola's words and turned to face the human, smugly smiling charmingly at her. Watching the scene, Hayley simply rolled her eyes at he father of her child and took Hope back from Klaus. She ignored the elder hybrid's protests as she re-placed Hope back on the mat and encouraged her daughter to resume playing.
"He's got you brainwashed already."The hybrid mother remarked as she tilted her head up to look at Lola, offering her a small grin."Welcome to the Addams family."
Family? She still thinks of him as family? I'm supposed to be her family.
Standing on a balcony over the compound, Jackson clutched the blade in his hand as he watched the scene, eyes fixed on the group now that Klaus and Lola had sat down with the kids and Hayley. The wolf eyed them as Hayley placed Malcolm in her lap, handing him a small horse while Lola and Klaus played with Hope.
Jackson focused on Klaus, eyeing him as he watched Lola. He watched as Klaus smiled whenever Lola looked at him or whenever Hope handed the human a plastic teacup during a game of house.
Bastard.
Jackson grit his teeth as looked down at Papa Tunde's blade. He had found it in Klaus' study and knew it couldn't kill the hybrid, but it could make him fail pain and incapacitate him.
He just needed to get near Klaus; he required the Original with his guard down, but Jackson didn't have the power to do that.
Jackson's glare left Klaus and zeroed in on the human that Klaus was smiling at. Lola could get close enough to Klaus with the dagger.
Jackson smiled.
He couldn't compel, but a witch would help.
Lafayette Cemetery
"You can't be here. Witches don't like those who aren't their own."
"Then why did you help our pack?"
Davina picked up the spell books she had been reading. She'd read them all before; they were about bringing people back from the dead, but she always hoped that there was something she'd missed. She would never stop trying to bring her lost love back from the dead.
The witch didn't look at him as she placed her books down."I don't want more people to die, and I don't want Hope to be brought up without a mother."
Jackson made his way further into the tomb, looking around at the candles that were lit. He was quiet for a long moment as he watched Davina.
"You've got all this power, right?"
Davina shrugged, looking at him over her shoulder."I was able to help you, was I?"
"Yeah, you were."
She eyed him for a long moment with a dubious expression, looking exasperated yet curious.
"What do you want?"
He pursed his lips as he thought over his question, hands in his pocket as he leaned against the wall."Think you'd be willing to help me put down Klaus?"
She stared at him for a long moment, perplexed."What?"
"I found this."
Pulling the blade from inside of his pocket, Jackson brandished it with a ghost of a smile. He watched as Davina's eyes scanned the blade, lips parted in surprise.
"It could bring down an Original. Not kill them but hurt them. I can't get close to him, but I know someone who can. I can't compel so all I need is a spell. A spell to control someone's mind."He paused, using the blade to point at Davina who took a step back."You're a witch."
Davina processed the information, gaze flickering between the blade and the wolf. She bit her lip, looking intrigued as she stared at the blade. Klaus deserved it. He was a killer and a monster. She wanted to hurt him because he was a horrible person.
But he was Kol's brother and, for some reason, Kol cared for Klaus.
There was also more Originals that would kill anyone who hurt Klaus. Elijah and Klaus were quarrelling, but the eldest Mikaelson would kill anyone who wanted to hurt his little brother.
She couldn't risk it.
The witch shook her head, turning away."No."
Jackson's smile fell and his eyes glazed over with confusion."What?"
"You're willing to risk dying for revenge on Klaus? On you go. Stick it in his chest, and Elijah will kill you."Davina crossed her arms over her chest as she blew out candles."Do whatever you want but don't bring my people or me into it."
Jackson glared at Davina, placing the blade back into his jacket.
"But-"
Davina turned back around, unwilling to continue with the conversation, gesturing at the exit as she did.
"Leave."
The wolf glared at the witch's back, teeth grinding together before he turned and walked out of the tomb. Jackson jogged down the steps, walking through mausoleums with an indignant look on his face.
He clenched his fists at his sides as he reached the gates. But just as he was about to walk through them, a voice stopped him.
"I can give you a spell."
He turned around, gaze landing on a middle-aged woman.
Kara.
"What?"
"You want a spell to control someone?"Kara raised an eyebrow as she moved toward him, hands behind her back."I can help you."
Jackson stood still, eyes on the witch."Why would you help me?"
"You want to bring down the vampire that's killed most of my people; i'll help you. If it works and people find out Davina refused to take down our biggest threat, she'll be shunned."
Jackson watched as she smirked at him, crossing her arms.
"It's a win/win. What do you say?"
A faint flicker of guilt glimmered over his features before, eventually, Jackson forced himself to nod in agreement.
That Night—Mikaelson Home
"Night night, kiddo."
Lola pulled the door shut but an inch, walking into her bedroom with a tired yawn. The black haired woman switched off her lights and turned on the lamp just before she pulled her nightwear out from the drawers. Lola stretched, slipping off her pumps and kicking them aside. She stripped off her day clothes, placed them in the laundry hamper and began to change into her pajamas.
It had been a nice day.
Lola smiled to herself as she remembered Hope's excited squeals as her mother chased after her then her giggles when her father and Lola scowled as the paint splattered over the clothing when Hope shook her brush. She knew that Hayley wasn't her friend but the mother didn't despise her and that felt like an achievement.
"Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy."
Tugging down her heavy worn out sweatshirt after pulling on her bottoms, Lola snuggled into her bed. With a drowsy sigh, she pulled the sheets up over her after turning off her lamp.
She shut her eyes, tangling her legs in her sheets when she felt chilly and let her body relax.
Lola lay for a short while then, just as she felt herself begin to drift off, she suddenly started to jolt.
Her eyes shot open, and she suddenly couldn't breathe.
Lola, as if someone had grabbed her, was turned onto her back. It was as if the air was being sucked out of her and as much as she tried to breathe, she couldn't. She choked, legs kicking and when she tried to scream, nothing came out.
Lola's eyes went wide as she heard her door open.
Please let it be Klaus.
She choked for air as she tried to call out when the sound of feet hit the ground. Lola's body began to convulse as a shadow-like figure appeared over her.
She couldn't make out the face, but the person was tall, and she feared them. It wasn't Klaus; she couldn't feel the comforting presence.
She reached up to the person, to protect herself, but Lola suddenly stopped.
"Is it done?"
The voice, she knew it.
"Yes."
That voice she didn't know.
The door shut, and Lola stared up into darkness as the figure moved, coming closer. Her eyes filled with tears and a fearful whimper left her as she tried to call out for help.
"Lola?"
She didn't answer, so the person spoke again."Clap your hands."
She didn't want to, but Lola found her hands meeting, and she clapped.
A chuckle came from the shadow, a chuckle that made Lola flinch.
"Good. You're going to do something for me."
Present—Klaus' Study
"Bloody Elijah."
Klaus slammed down his tumbler, grabbing the bottle of whiskey and pouring himself a full glass right to the rim. His eyes trailed over the papers on his desk, fingers angrily guiding the pen in his hand as he scribbled on his notepad. Elijah was still refusing to speak to him, so Hayley had suggested writing a letter but the more he wrote, the angrier Klaus got.
His fight with his brother was down to Elijah.
Klaus' eyes angrily flashed amber as he got to the third paragraph before he suddenly he swore, fist hitting the table furiously.
It wasn't his fault.
"Bloody hell!"
Klaus' teeth ground together as a snarl rumbled from his chest and threw aside the pen, it embedding itself in the wall across from him. The Original, feeling slightly better, slumped back in his chair, propping his feet atop the desk. The hybrid rocked back and forth in his chair, fingers drumming on the arm as he shut his eyes to try and calm himself down.
It didn't work.
He gulped his drink, a sudden thought of a vase propped up on the bookshelf, a vase his brother had procured coming to mind. He was just about to reach out and grab it when a series of gentle knocks on the door caught his ears.
It was a soft series of knuckles which meant it wasn't his brother or his sister.
His eyes snapped open in interest, and Klaus remained in his comfortable position when another knock was heard.
"Come in."
The door opened almost instantly and in ambled Lola with her usual permanent smile, which lifted Klaus' mood slightly. His gaze fixed on the young woman who was wearing her nightwear, hair somewhat disheveled. The hybrid tilted his head, eyes zeroing on her features for a moment until he blinked and snapped out of his dazeaze.
His gaze moved to her blue hues his eyes meeting her gentle own.
"Am I interrupting something?"The human quietly inquired after noticing the many rolled up pieces of paper on his desk and pointed to the door, suggesting."I can go if you want?"
Klaus shook his head, straightening as he quickly replied."No! Please, join me."
Lola murmured an okay, shutting the door behind her, smiling thankfully over her shoulder at Klaus as she did.
Klaus instantly smiled back; her smile was compelling.
The young woman slowly trailed over to the hybrid, hands behind her back."Can't sleep?"
"I could ask you the same question, love."Klaus placed his arms on the desk, looking up at her as she stood over him, fingers combing through her mussed hair."You're usually sleeping by now."
"I usually am."Lola repeated with a nod of confirmation, fingers tracing the edge of the desk as she walked around it, eyes anywhere but the Original as she added."I've just...i've gotten used to sleeping next to you."
Klaus got comfortable, eyes watching her movements, grin curving at his mouth."Is that so?"
"Mmm-hmm."She crooned, fingers drumming against the top of the desk, light eyes trailing over the hybrid."You're comfortable. I've never slept next to anyone before. Well, except my teddy. It's nice."
Klaus watched as she placed her hand on top of his, a small hum leaving her."The contact with someone else. It's comforting. It feels safe."
She turned over his hand, fingertip running over his palm and his gaze followed every move. Her fingers, her skin soft against his, danced along his palm before they tiptoed forward, over his wrist and up his arm.
"It tingles."
Lola inched as close as she could, stopping just in between his legs and stood over the Original. She retook his hand, placing it on her stomach, lifting up her heavy shirt so that his skin met hers again. Klaus' eyes darkened as her hand pressed over his, keeping his skin on hers.
"See?"Lola murmured to him, interlacing her fingers with her own."Tingles."
Her words were faint to him, almost resonant, as his attention was entirely focused as Lola clutched at his hand. Eyes hooded, he watched as she guided his hand to and fro, her fingertips caressing the top of his hand.
She was so warm.
"Klaus?"
His head snapped up, and he sought out her gaze insistently. Lola happily complied with a slow nod of encouragement and beamed at him, a radiant smile making his own mouth twitch upwards. His smile, in contrast to her sweet one, was dangerous.
Her captivating smile, the innocence glimmering in her eyes made his wolf howl.
Klaus ran his tongue along his dry bottom lip as he, almost demandingly, inquired."What is it you want from me, love?"
Lola's response was a tug on his arm to which he instantly straightened, eyes trailing up her body. His gaze lingered on her throat, her racing heartbeat echoing in his ears before he finally met her gaze.
"I want what you want."
The hybrid remained still in his chair, eyes clouding once more before he suddenly stood, walking forward with determined steps. In doing so, he gave her little room to move, and Lola stumbled when she made a move to step back to see him better. She regained her balance before her hands clamped down on the desk, fingers curling around the edge.
Lips parting in awe as Klaus came to a stop before her, towering over her, Lola tilted her head up to meet his eyes. But, as she did, Klaus' hand came up, and his fingers took hold of her chin, tilting her head up himself.
Gaze flickering between her lips and her eyes, his thumb brushed her full, lower lip.
Oh, how he'd stared at them for what seemed like forever.
"Klaus..."He stared at her mouth as she whispered his name, transfixed.
Klaus inhaled a long breath when he felt a hand on his neck, pulling him close and he swallowed when, now at eye level, he met her gaze.
"Klaus?"Lola murmured once more, reaching up and taking his hand, watching him watch her as her mouth skimmed his knuckles."Aren't you going to touch me?"
She studied him as his eyes followed her movements when she settled his hand on her cheek and nuzzled against his palm, interlocking their fingers. With her free hand, she tugged him as close as she could, almost impossibly closer and stood on her tiptoes, lips searching for his.
"Lola."
But, just as her lips brushed his, Klaus pulled back, observing her. He shakily sighed, hungry eyes gazing at her features, taking in her heated cheeks.
Not yet.
"Please?"
Klaus' eyelashes fluttered, and his jaw tightened, tongue flicking out again to wet his already dry lips once again.
Whatever was left of his willpower crumbled.
Klaus surged forward, lips brushing her cheek, hands claiming the human's hips before he wrenched her close. His hands grabbed at her urgently, keeping the human against him just in case, like in his dreams, she vanished.
Tilting her head back, Lola sighed in delight as his lips peppered kisses along her cheek. His fingertips trailed teasingly against her skin as they ventured upwards then down again, making her shiver.
Her body arched into his as lips latched onto her neck, nipping her skin as he backed her up against the desk with his hips. Lola's hands moved down the sides of his body, fingers sweeping up the hem of his Henley, beginning to yank up his shirt.
Lola turned her head to the side, lips brushing his jawline as Klaus' lips claimed her shoulder. The two pulled back, Lola with a sharp intake of breath, Klaus' forehead lolling against hers, hands running down her body somewhat possessively.
"Touch me."Lola implored, fingers curling in his shirt, lips twisted up into a sly smirk, large eyes intently staring up at him.
Klaus suddenly froze, lust vanishing from his clouded orbs and craving smile faltering. His brow furrowed as his eyes fixed on the grin she donned. It wasn't a smile Lola usually wore.
Klaus blinked several times as a cold feeling rushed through him, and it was as if something inside of him changed.
Gathering his bearings and clearing his mind as a doubtful feeling crept up on him, the hybrid.
"I don't understand."
"I-I...Klaus?"Breathing labored, Lola panted as she peered up at him, sickly sweet smile still in place."What?"
He listened carefully, studied the atmosphere, allowed his intense awareness of what was happening around him to sink in.
"Klaus? What's wrong?"
He understood the words, he recognized the voice uttering his name, but there was something he couldn't hear. An underlying tone, a blunt tone she used that wasn't familiar.
"No!"
Klaus' eyes suddenly snapped open, and he snarled at the human. He reached forward and took hold of her face before forcing her to look at him. Lola whimpered at the harsh touch, but he forced himself to ignore it as he stared down at her.
"What's wrong with you?"
Lola shook her head at him with a winsome, breathy laugh leaning up to kiss him, but Klaus refused to accept although he looked tempted to do the opposite.
"Don't you want me?"
She touched his cheek, and he hybrid bowed his head before shutting his eyes, allowing himself to revel in the warm touch.
He did want her.
He wanted her; he wanted her warmth, he wanted her smile. He found himself thinking about her at night, whenever he was alone. He desired her and Lola coming to him, asking for his touch—imploring for him—was reverie come to life.
But he could sense that it wasn't her.
He'd been able to tell when he'd listened attentively to her voice, a usual sweet melody now laced with something dark. Something was haunting about her, something wicked he couldn't place his finger on. Her voice, her smile, it was usually sweet and pure. He hadn't been able to tell at the start but now he could.
Klaus held her tightly, fingers digging into her cheek, temple against hers.
His eyes fluttered as her hands ran up his chest, nails digging into his shoulders."Oh, sweetheart, you don't know the half of it..."
She pressed up against him, making him inhale sharply."Then take me."
"No. Not like this."He attempted to detangle himself from her grasp, but there was no zest in his tries."There's something wrong."
When she moved to kiss his cheek, Klaus's hands fell to her lower back to hold her still, and as he went to grip her hips, something sharp grazed his skin.
Halting his movements as curiosity brimmed, Klaus pulled back from the woman in his arms, hand searching further. He locked his fingers around whatever it was and raised to see what it was. Lola froze in his embrace but other than that she gave no reaction as Klaus' eyes widened as his eyes scanned the weapon in his hand.
Papa Tunde's blade.
The blade that could cause him endless agony.
"What? Lo-"Klaus muttered, cutting himself off turned to Lola, eyes clouding with rage but there was a flicker of betrayal in them as his eyes sought her out."Lola, what is this?"
Lola offered up no exclude or explanation, and she merely stared back at him vacantly. It was as if Lola wasn't inside of the body, as if someone had taken over.
There was no light in her eyes.
Klaus roughly grabbed her by the elbows and pulled her up against him, imitating her movements as she turned away from him. His eyes searched her face for any ounce of guilt, for anything that told him that everything they had shared wasn't genuine.
He found nothing.
He found darkness in her eyes, darkness he recognized.
This wasn't Lola.
"What's wrong with you?"
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