Good Intentions

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KLAUS' POV

Seeing him resurface after 15 minutes was the biggest relief. Seeing him trying his best to keep Zlea up was even better. He was weak from I assume dying from lack of oxygen. She'd clearly had the same thing happen she just hadn't woken up yet. She was already a week before jumping in with him. Never mind now. 

With every step she took at the house her legs looked like they were going to buckle under her, her skin was pale and her voice tremored with every sentence. I was surprised she even made it here without collapsing. We all zoomed down to the shore to help Damon and Zlea out. We laid her down and he sat beside her holding her hand like it was the most delicate thing in the world. 

I will admit I knew he loved her. I knew he wanted only the good for her. I knew he treated her right. I knew she loved him. And deep down I knew he wasn't trying to replace me in her life. He just wanted to be there for her the way she's been there for him and I see that now. I understand I shouldn't have stood in her way of finding her epic love just because I lost my time and time again. 

Azalea began to cough up water as she sat up. "Damon." "I'm here. I'm okay." She held him tightly. At first, I thought they would just hold each other but she began to cry. "It's okay. I'm here." He told her rubbing her back. "I'm so sorry." "It's not your fault. It's not your fault. You did everything you could. It's okay." He assured her. "They're dead." She sobbed out. There's that they're again... Hope was a singular person. Who else was involved, there were no other bodies. 

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When Freya told me who they were, Hope and her baby my heart broke more for her. She was currently asleep in her old bedroom with Damon close to her. She had cried herself to sleep the adrenaline wearing off from trying to save Damon and in replacement, she was hit with a wave of emotions. 

I didn't feel any better knowing she was alive. Because no she was in pain. At least before it was just us hurting. She's going through the grieving stages for her sister, and I know it's going to kill her to even come to terms with Hope not being there. She already blames herself for it. But it wasn't her it was me. We moved on from regular guilt to survives guilt with her and somehow it hit her worse. It was consuming and it had only been a few hours. Not to mention the pain she was probably going through after losing her baby too. 

I had no clue she was even trying... maybe they weren't. Maybe it just happened. She and Hope were one in a trillion it only makes sense that their babies would be too if they were able. 

Genevieve had taken my child's happiness away from her without even trying. Taking her child from her is probably the worse thing she could have done to Azalea, she longed to be a mother. She had a life plan before us and she wanted to be a mother. A doctor and a wife. And she's not either. Though the wife thing is still on the table. Damon clearly adores her and worships the ground she walks on. He loved living and was willing to give that up to be with her for eternity at peace with one another. His love was selfless kind when it came to her.  I wish I had seen that soon and maybe none of this would have happened. 

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Freya was speaking with Azalea, she found out it was her who had made Genevieve's heart explode in an attempt to protect herself, Hope and her family. Even in a moment where she was dying she was still protecting the people she loved. She wanted to stop her. Of course, she felt worse because she did it too late. She didn't know about the spell Genevieve used to disable her abilities and magic. She must have been in too much physical pain to contemplate why she wasn't healing. 

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AZALEA'S POV

"Can you take me home?" I asked Damon, we were laid in my old room and I just wanted to cry every time I looked away from the one spot on the wall. Hope's teddys were in here, her painting hung on my walls. Her tiara she gave me for our princess tea parties. Her clothes were in here. Pictures it was too much and she was in the other room. I just wanted to be away from it. I couldn't be here and not keep trying to save her. Deep down I know I couldn't do anything to bring her back. I don't know what magic was used to hurt her but it's not magic I'm familiar with nor was Freya, Davina or Kol and after spending a week trying to reverse the spell I was just driving myself crazy.