Chapter 45

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Third Person

Klaus waits with Hope in his arms in front of the vehicle. Looking down at her Klaus realizes that she looks more like Caroline then anyone. "It's a good thing you got her looks, but I bet you will have my temper." He smiles at her as headlights light the pathway in front of him. The car comes to a stop, Rebekah gets out. Both Klaus and her meet in the middle, Klaus offers a smile. "Hello sister." 

Rebekah returns the smile. Looking down at hope, "Awh she looks like her mother, maybe there is a God after all." 

Klaus chuckles, "Oh but she has a sparkle in her eyes, that is the devil and that's all me. You need a witch you can trust to cast a cloaking spell again on her."

"I have one." 

"No one can ever find her Rebekah."

"I know what to do Nik, we were hiding for a few years ourselves." Rebekah pauses looking down at Hope. "Perhaps we will get a white picket fence where no one will bother us."

Klaus nods holds Hope out to him looking down at her, "This city would have seen you dead, but I will have it your home and every soul that wishes you harm will be struck down just as sure as my blood runs through your veins, you will return to me." Klaus brings her up kissing her forward then sets her in Rebekah's arms. "Despite of our differences Rebekah there is no one I would trust more with my daughter's life." Rebekah sheds a tear, Klaus brings her in for a hug then says, "Be happy sister."

"She will be happy Nik, I promise. What's her name?" 

"Hope. Her name is Hope." As Klaus says the last words a stray tears runs down his check. With that they go their separate ways. Klaus watches as his sister pulls away with his daughter. He vows to himself that she will return to him and Caroline. The only way to make that happens is to take down their emeries. 

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