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THE TWO WERE so peaceful now that they were finally reunited with each other, that they didn't even realize that Rebekah had snuck up behind them and grabbed Hope by the throat, cutting off her air supply.
"Who are you and what have you done to my brother?" Rebekah hissed, her fangs now on display for Hope to see.
"Aunt Bekah!" Hope coughed out.
The blonde didn't know why that made her drop her niece, but as soon as she said that, she was hit with a flash of memories.
"Hope? Darling, I'm so sorry!" she apologized immediately, immediately pulling the girl into a motherly embrace, and Hope relaxed as she inhaled her aunt's comforting scent.
"It's fine. I didn't expect you or dad to remember me anyways," The teenager looked down at her shoes before her chin was gently lifted up by her aunt.
"My darling niece, I don't ever want you to think that you caused the destruction of this family. Do you understand me?" Rebekah used her most softest, understanding but clear voice ever, wanting the point to get across to Hope.
"Yes Aunt Bekah. But now that both of you remember me can you wake up the rest of the family. And get Aunt Freya too? And what about The Hollow, and Dahlia?" Hope rambled.
"I shall wake the rest of us, we will get Freya once all of the drama here is resolved along with your mother, and we know how to defeat not only The Hollow but Dahlia as well. Let us take care of everything one at a time, alright love?" Klaus took his daughter's hand and his sister's hand, pulling them both down so they were sitting on the ground.
"But for now, let us enjoy watching the world around us and hopefully a sunset while the witch, vampires, and doppelgänger panic," he smiled, acting as if nothing was wrong, while both aunt and niece exchanged the same looks with each other.
Klaus might have been acting nicer, but he was still the same murderous psycho that they both loved. And now that they all had their memories back, nothing was going to change that. He let them all stay out to enjoy the view for a while longer, before they headed back to their house.
Klaus had agreed that when they got home he would immediately undagger the rest of his siblings, and left Hope in the sitting room by herself as he and Rebekah made their way to the room holding the coffins the other Mikaelsons currently resided in during their...dead state.
Hope was biting her nails impatiently, wanting to finally see her family again. She was waiting for her father and Aunt Rebekah to un-dagger her uncles. She strained her ears as much as she could, using her werewolf hearing to her advantage, but only caught a few words, but barged into the room giving her Uncle Kol an aneurysm when he tried to attack her father Finn and Elijah had been on the sidelines so they were in the clear, but as soon as they saw how much power Hope had (she was making Kol bleed) they stepped even further back.
"I understand you're angry, Uncle Kol, but you can't attack dad.," she spoke softly. She knew he had been daggered for a long time, especially for trying to create a weapon that would defend himself, so she was going easy on him.
When she lifted the spell and looked up, she could see the confused looks on her uncles' faces, so she closed her eyes, put her hands out in front of her, and focused on them getting their memories from the future which worked.
Her eyes snapped open when she was suddenly enveloped in a big hug by Kol and Elijah while Finn was still standing on the sidelines. After a few minutes she walked up to him and hugged him, ignoring him stiffen, and pulled away.
"I'm Hope Mikaelson. Your niece," she smiled.
"How about we have some family bonding time? Since we've all missed so much," Kol smirked, and Hope knew he meant killing people. He didn't have Davina right now, so he didn't really care what he did because she wasn't there to see him and get mad at him.
"And maybe then you could tell us why you are in the past," Elijah straightened out his suit, looking at his niece pointedly, and she just sighed and looked at her dad who shrugged.
"Elijah wants answers, and I'm pretty sure Kol and Finn do too. The faster you tell them the faster we can go to New Orleans, get Freya, and take back our kingdom," he said to her, taking a seat on the couch and sipped his drink.
"Well? We're waiting," Kol teased, nudging Hope who tried to grin back, but it looked like a grimace.
"I sent myself back in the past to stop myself from being born because I killed you all," she mumbled so quietly the vampires couldn't hear her.
"What was that, darling? You have to speak up."
"IsentmyselfbackinthepasttostopmyselffrombeingbornbecauseIkilledyouall," she rushed out.
"Hope. Speak properly," her father warned impatiently, and she took a deep breath.
"I sent myself back in the past to stop myself from being born because I killed you all," she said, loud enough for them to hear, but humans wouldn't be able to even if they strained their ears.
"YOU WHAT?"
"I'm sorry," Tears were already starting to form in her eyes.
"Hope, sweetheart. We told you that you didn't kill us," Rebekah reminded the girl who just nodded, afraid that if she spoke she would start crying.
"Come on, group hug," Kol attempted to lighten the mood, bringing everyone, including Finn, into a long hug which made Hope feel a bit better.
