The Mikaelsons sister

𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

I skipped last episode cus it was boring, if you don't remember what happened last time here is a summery. Alaric had a alter ego and was locked in the basement of the Salvatore Boarding house, Stefan was beating him up so his alter ego would return and tell them to location of the last white oak stake. Esther possessed Rebekah but no one knows that yet, Elena and Damon went to Denver to find out what sire line they were all from to see what Original has to stay alive. Thats about it.

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Klaus was lost in his painting while I played a game on my phone when Rebekah walked in, holding the last White Oak Stake.

"What took you so long?" Klaus asked, barely glancing up.

"Alaric didn't want to hand it over, but luckily, I'm quite the charmer," she replied, lifting the stake. Klaus turned to face her, and I felt a flicker of unease. Rebekah was acting strangely. She caught my gaze.

"Everything alright, Anastasia?" she asked, using my full name. I nodded, but suspicion crept in she only used it when she was scolding me.

"I'm fine, Bekah," I replied, forcing a smile.

"So that's it?" Klaus questioned. Rebekah nodded.

"The last of the stakes that can kill us. Do you want to do it, or should I?" Klaus took the stake from her and tossed it into the fire. Rebekah turned to leave the room.

"Pack your bags, both of you. We're leaving," Klaus declared. I shot a look at him, and Rebekah mirrored my confusion.

"What?!" I was about to stand up but reconsidered.

"Today?" Rebekah asked, her calmness unsettling. She loved it here; leaving didn't seem like her at all.

"Why not? There's nothing keeping us here. We'll grab the doppelganger and be off," Klaus continued, resuming his painting. I couldn't let this happen.

"I'm not going with you," I insisted. Klaus fixed his gaze on me, annoyance flickering in his eyes.

"Yes, you are, sister. We remain together, always and forever." I scoffed. Every time we found a hint of happiness, it went away.

"But tonight's the decade dance," Rebekah interjected, her tone too calm Rebekah loved this place, she loved living like a human she wouldn't want to leave.

"So?" Klaus shot back, clearly uninterested. I felt a tug of obligation, I didn't want to go, but Caroline would hunt me down if I didn't.

"I'm head of the committee, we have to go," Rebekah pressed.

"I'm not going to any dance," Klaus retorted.

"Caroline will be there," she added, a teasing lilt to her voice, trying to sway him.

"That means nothing to me," he replied, attempting to convince himself.

"Please? I have big plans for tonight. Just go for me?" Rebekah's eyes sparkled with hope.

"Okay, fine. One last hurrah," Klaus relented, a smile breaking through his reluctance. Rebekah's face lit up.

"One last hurrah, Nick."

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When I arrived at the school, I saw everyone setting up. Caroline was chatting with Elena about Alaric's recovery while Matt and Jeremy struggled with the star decorations.

"That's wrong. Caroline wants them to trickle down, not just hang," I chimed in, smirking as they looked at me sheepishly.

"Right, trickle," Matt admitted, grinning as Caroline rushed over.