Too young, too fragile (Klaus Mikaelson ff)

Sad Ending

Since the talk a month passed by. The siblings agreed on letting Klaus reduce his medications, they carefully choose which one he stops with and which one needs to be taken in the future too. Since then the color seemed to return to Klaus’ face and he had a better mood generally. He didn't switch doctors, instead Elijah promised he would be next to Klaus during every check up, and Jo was extra careful with the things she said and did too. Cami visited them every day, having mini therapy-like sessions with Klaus and hearing him out on what he wants to do in the future and they made a plan together that would be tailored by Elijah to be acceptable to everyone. Caroline, fearing the early end of her boyfriend's life, moved in with the siblings as well so she can be with Klaus as much as she wanted.

It was thanksgiving now, the big family gathering in the Mikaelson mansion stressed out the hosts as you would expect that. Rebekah was cooking all day on the week before and Elijah made sure they had enough cold soft drinks for everyone. Kol cleaned the whole house to perfection, everyone had their assigned bedroom and Kol made sure those had everything in them, from shampoo to clean towels.

The guests gathered slowly filling up the empty spaces by the table, leaving only one free. For Klaus.

-Where is our little brother, Elijah? - Finn asked

-Niklaus expressed he was tired and not hungry yet. He is sleeping in his room, supposedly peacefully.

-Can I see daddy after we ate? - Hope asked fidgeting in her seat

-Of course sweety.

The conversation slowly fall on different topics of the siblings’ life, everyone taking their turn. They found out Kol got a girlfriend, Freya and Keelin are expecting their first child together, Finn proposed to his girlfriend and they'll have the wedding next spring so Klaus has a chance to attend too. Rebekah applied to the local college for social studies, Henrik is going back to school after excelling under Kol's and Klaus’ hands at home.

Meanwhile Niklaus woke up in his room, desperately needing to use the bathroom. He felt kind of dizzy, but didn't want to bother his family so he was extra careful, he slowly got on his elbows then pushed himself into a sitting position, gently putting his legs to hang off the edge of the bed. Then he tried to lift himself to his chair. It was always the hardest part since his upper body strength wasn't top-notch and coordination skills needed polishing. It wasn't different this time either, the chair accidentally moved backwards while he was in the process of lifting himself making him fell to the ground.

His body looked more like freshly boiled spaghetti as he lied there feeling pressure in his stomach and something in his haid whistling. Something felt very off, he felt light headed and like he was going to throw up, breathless as he fought to stay conscious. Just as he was about to tip over the brink of consciousness Elijah stepped in with Hope in his hands.

He immediately put her down and she ran away, Klaus couldn't really hear what was being said, everything was muffled and his vision started to dim. He felt Elijah pulling him into a more comfortable position examining his body for any injuries. Ambulance was called and the rest disappeared for Klaus.

The family waited anxiously in the hospital waiting room as their sibling was taken for surgery. They feared the worst when Jo told them Klaus had severe internal bleeding from the fall.

Minutes felt like hours as they waited. Coffee became the only thing that kept warm the siblings hands iced by anxiety. Seven hours passed before the doctor arrived to them, her clothes damp from blood.

-How is he?

-Did he make it?

-Could you sti down for a minute? - the doctor asked them

-It doesn't start well... - Kol commented

-He lost a lot of blood, we did everything in our power to save him, but unfortunately it wasn't enough this time. I'm sorry to inform you, but Niklaus has passed away a few minutes ago. Please accept my sincere condolences.

The room fell even more silent, you could hear the ticking of the clock. The world started to spin around Elijah as he grabbed the handle of the chair.

-This can't be true... - he said in front of himself, not really waiting for answers - I can't lose him... I CAN'T FUCKING LOSE HIM!

-Elijah... - Freya stepped to him, gently putting an arm around him - please be calm... You're scaring Hope...

-I AM THE ONE SCARING HER?? HER DAD HAD JUST FUCKING DIED FREYA!! OH MY GOD I DON'T... I CAN'T... - he said as he left the room

The following weeks were hard for everyone, they gathered at Elijah's house, that could fit all of them. They made sure Hope was never alone, and understood that her dad loved her more than anything, he just had his time served on earth. The little girl was inconsolable for days after the death of his father. Yes, she was living with Freya, but she thought it was temporary and missed her dad every hour, every day.

All of them dealt with loss differently, after the funeral Finn packed up Kol and Rebekah against their wishes and left the town. Freya took out some time from work to be at home with Henrik and Hope. Caroline started therapy sessions and moved in with Camille.

It was the hardest on Elijah. He was left alone in the big mansion once filled with his family. Everything reminded him to Niklaus and what he lost. He tried taking in Hope, but Freya insisted she stays with her and Henrik.

One day Elijah was packing up the stuff in Klaus’ room, he came through an old notebook, filled with sketches about him, Freya and all their siblings. Elijah held the notebook close to his chest, hugging it, tears welled up in his eyes. It was the final straw that sent him over the edge. He couldn't take the pain anymore.

He grabbed the sketchbook and went up to his bathroom. He texted one last message to every living family member of his before he grabbed the bottle of tranquillizers. He filled a glass with cold water then started filling the bathtub with hot water. He took all the pills in the bottle, it took him three swallows to finish it all up then he sat in the boiling water and took out the butterfly knife Klaus gave him years ago, making first small cuts on his skin then deeper and wider cuts to the point where he lost consciousness.

The hot water was running. Elijah's body went limp.
The family was running towards him. They found him too late.

-We'll always be together Nik... - Elijah mumbled his last words - In life and death. Always and forever.

Always and forever.