Breathing ∞ Kol Mikaelson [1]

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Emma couldn't believe what she was doing. If someone told her a couple of days ago, she'd be doing it, she probably would have suggested they get themselves checked into a mental asylum. But none the less, here she was, handing someone a freaking blood bag so they could eat. She did her best to keep the disgusted look of her face as she watched Tony stick a straw into the bag and drink from it for a moment before he turned to her.

"You know, you're either the dumbest person on the planet or the bravest." He commented after chuckling at her failed attempt at hiding the aversion she felt as she watched him drink from the blood bag.

"I'd say I'm a bit of both." Emma said honestly, moving over to sit on the bench next to him. Some of the hybrids were working on removing the party items from the back yard in front of them.

"Well, whatever you are, thanks for helping out. I don't think Mikael would have been very eager to let the rest of us walk along free if he succeeded tonight." Tony said with a wide smile on his face. The way Mikael spoke about the hybrids, calling them abominations of all things, made Emma suspect Tony was right in his assumption.

"When you think about it, I just threw a wooden stick." Emma pointed out. She was pretty sure that if she knew Stefan was coming, she'd have stayed hidden. After all, there was really no need for her help. But in that moment, Emma didn't know that. Damon was about to kill Klaus, that was all that mattered.

"Don't sell yourself short, love. It was a good throw." A third voice joined their conversation, making both Emma and Tony spin around in surprise to find Klaus standing behind them. She wasn't sure how long he'd been there, but in the end, it didn't really matter. Wherever he was he could have been listening in on their conversation. "Tony, go help Mindy clean up the blood." Klaus demanded; his voice somewhat cold as he fixed Tony with a pointed glare. The hybrid didn't protest, sending one last smile to Emma as he stood to his feet and left to go inside of the house.

"You shouldn't be too hard on them. They were compelled, it wasn't in their control." Emma pointed out as Klaus replaced Tony in the spot next to her. He raised an eyebrow at her words, making Emma raise her hands in a sign of surrender. "But hey, they're your hybrids. I'm just giving my two cents."

"Nobody asked for them." Klaus pointed out, making Emma send him a small glare.

"Well if you don't want to hear my opinion, what do you want Klaus? Why am I even still here?" Emma questioned. After everything ended, she herself suggested she should just go home. But Klaus' only reply to that was 'Not yet.' She never got any explanation as to why not.

"I never got a chance to ask my last question." Klaus pointed out. For a moment, Emma's brows furrowed in confusion, unable to understand what he was saying. At least until she remembered their game of beer pong before everything went to hell.

"Alright then, a deal is a deal. What is your question, Klaus?" Emma questioned with a raised eyebrow. She knew better than to say she wouldn't answer it. Especially not after she seems to have made a step in the right direction to make him less suspicious of her.

"Why is it that you're the only person in this town who isn't on the side of Elena and her friends?" That was the ultimate question Klaus had intended to ask during their game. Because it was true. Emma was the only one who wasn't instantly against the Mikaelson family, and while he knew of her friendship with Rebekah, something told him there had to be more to it. "And please, do go into detail."

"If you insist." Emma gave in. Luckily for her it wasn't a question she had any issue answering. Readjusting in her seat so she could fully turn to him as she replied, Emma started to list off. "I don't like Elena and being on their side means being a part of the Elena Gilbert protection squad. And while I don't dislike her enough to want her dead, I also don't really feel like giving my life for her."