The Silent Salvatore ~ A Klaus Mikealson Love Story.

Chapter 12

Emmaline slowly began to stir, her mind racing with thoughts of uncertainty and horror, forcing her to wake from her slumber. She jolted up panting, sweat dripping down her forehead.

It was only a nightmare,

She had to remind herself. Upon waking from her century-long coma, Emmaline had been unsettled, her body not quite used to moving. And so, her sleeping would make up for it.

She dreamt of the coffin, only this time, she was awake. She was awake, fully conscious, but there was an issue. She couldn't move. She was stuck in a state of paralysis. Her body was screaming, dying to move. But she couldn't. She felt helpless. And that craving, that strange craving was there.

It was only a nightmare.

Only it partly wasn't.

Emmaline had killed. She tore apart people's necks and enjoyed it. The mere thought made her sick. What had she turned into? This wasn't natural. None of it was. The world she had woken up to wasn't hers. Who knows how she'd survive in it. Maybe she wouldn't. Maybe she'd get caught for the murders she had caused and be killed. Just like... just like her.

Just like Katherine.

But no, Emmaline wasn't like Katherine. Katherine was a heartless monster who would do anything to survive. Even if it meant toying with two brothers, leading them both on and manipulating their minds.

Her brothers.

Emmaline worried greatly for them, but they did not wish to listen to their younger sister, claiming she was too naive to understand the nature of love. But instead, they were proven wrong, proven to be the naive ones instead.

She needed to see them, to make sure they were okay, to scold them for anything and everything. She just needed to see them. She had to.

As if on queue, Emmaline heard a knock from the other side of the door. It was at that moment that she analysed her surroundings. She was not in the room she previously was in. This room was slightly messier, with more artwork surrounding it. Could it be...

The door swings open, revealing a grinning Klaus Mikealson, looking at a newly awoken Emmaline. The sight of her made him chuckle. Emmaline raised her eyebrow at this action.

"What?" She asked.

"Oh, nothing, love. You look... well-rested, is all." Nik answers. Emmaline isn't too satisfied with the answer.

"I see. You're making a mockery of me." She was suddenly aware of her appearance, looking towards a full-sized mirror to her left. Her hair was a huge mess, resembling a bird's nest. A small gasp escaped her mouth at the sight of this. "Never mind, I understand. I look awful."

Nik looked at Emmaline as if she had lost her mind. "Emmaline, love. There's something you need to understand. You may think you look 'awful', but to me, you are the most beautiful woman there ever was. And I would know, being alive for over a thousand years has its perks sometimes."

She was stunned. Emmaline wasn't expecting a declaration like that. Nik really did have a way with his words, leaving a hint of blush on her cheeks, looking down to cover it up. Nik noticed this and began to smirk. He still had the same effect on her after all this time. Emmaline's mind began to wander, recalling the events of the past few days.

"I want to say something. And i have a feeling you're not going to like it. But please, Nik, hear me out." Emmaline proposed. She had a strong feeling he wasn't going to enjoy what she had to say, she needed to say it. Nik sightly furrowed his brows, suspecting what she was going to say.

"Listen love, i know what you're going to say. You wish to see your brothers. And I completely understand. But there's so much you need to know before I let you go. I need to make sure that when the time comes, you will be confident in who, and what, you are. So here is my deal. I will let you go to see your brothers. But first, you must stay here with me so that I can keep you safe. But to also teach you what there is to know about yourself." Nik stated. His words were so clear, yet so cryptic. Emmaline took a minute to sink in his offer, wondering what he truly meant by 'what' she was. She knew she wasn't her normal self. That was a given; the murders in cold blood was her evidence. But she didn't have all the answers she needed. And she was her that Nik could give her them.

"Very well. I'm trusting you to answer any question I may have." Emmaline needed clear answers; no more cutting corners. She needed it to be straight to the point. Nik, by this point, had approached the bed, taking a seat next to her.

"Ask, and you shall receive. I'm at your service, angel, anything you need."

She liked the sound of that.

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Damon and Stefan were having a conversation with Elijah Mikealson, deciding whether or not he could be trusted again after the stunt he pulled the last time. Elijah, however, reminded them that all of their motives at that time were the same. They would do anything for their family, which is what they were doing now. Elijah spoke with them, stating his reason for his betrayal was done in order to get his family back. He then reminded them of the situation they were currently in. Both brothers were willing to do anything in the name of family, especially if it meant getting their little sister back.

And so it was settled.

They were going to come up with a plan to get her back.

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AN: OKAY, SO HI.

IT HAS BEEN A WHILEEE SINCE IVE BEEN HEREEEE. I truly have no excuse though tbh. I had my holidays and wanted to do nothing. I also had no motivation to write and had lotsss of coursework to do :/ I really did miss doing this, and hopefully, I might be able to get back into a routine again. Don't have high hopes, though; I've just entered my second year of college, so I'm going yo be focused on that also. But I hope u enjoyedddd