Their Raven

Chapter 12

The atmosphere in the Mikaelson Mansion was tense, a heavy silence settling over the grand hall. Klaus paced back and forth, his footsteps echoing against the cold marble floors. His expression was a mix of fury and impatience, his jaw clenched so tightly it seemed it might shatter.

"How much longer must we wait!" Klaus snarled, his voice echoing through the room. "Kol is off playing detective in England, and Rebekah is following that pathetic human like some lost dog all the while Damon lies there, wasting away. This is infuriating!"

Elijah stood near the fireplace, his usual calm demeanour unshaken, though there was a flicker of concern in his eyes. "Niklaus," he began, his tone measured, "we must exercise patience, leave Rebekah be this does not concern her. Kol is doing what he can. Acting rashly will not help Damon."

Klaus whirled around, his eyes blazing with fury. "Patience!? You want me to be patient while that insufferable doppelgänger who calls herself Elena roams free after nearly killing him? You stand there, calm as ever, while Damon's life hangs by a thread!"

Elijah's gaze sharpened, his posture stiffening as he stepped away from the fireplace. His voice reminded calm but on a steely edge. "Do not mistake my calm for indifference, Niklaus. I care deeply for Damon. You know that."

Klaus scoffed, his eyes narrowing as he stepped closer to Elijah. "Do you? Because all I see is your incessant need to play the peacemaker, to hold back when action is needed. Damon is dying, Elijah!"

"And you think I don't feel that?" Elijah's voice, though quieter, carried a weight of emotion that gave Klaus pause. "I am very aware of what's happening. Believe me when I say there is nothing more I'd like than to tear out Elena's heart and leave her in a worse state than she left Damon."

Klaus blinked, taken aback by the raw honesty in Elijah's words. For a moment, the anger in his eyes dimmed, replaced by something else—something closer to understanding.

Elijah continued, his voice softening, though his eyes remained firm. "But we both know that Damon wouldn't forgive us if we did. He still cares for her, despite the pain she's caused. If we were to kill her, we'd lose him in another way. Is that what you want?"

Klaus's hands balled into fists at his sides, the battle within him evident on his face, he turned away, exhaling sharply. "No," he admitted grudgingly, his voice barely a whisper. "But this waiting... it feels like we're doing nothing."

"We are doing something," Elijah said, stepping forward and placing a hand on Klaus's shoulder. "Kol is searching for answers. We are here, ready to act when the time comes. But we must be wise about it. Damon's life depends on more than our strength—it depends on our ability to think clearly and act decisively when the moment is right."

Klaus nodded slowly, the tension in his body still remained. "You truly believe Kol will find a way?"

"I do," Elijah replied, his tone steady. "Kol has his ways, and if anyone can uncover the truth behind this spell it's him. We must trust in that."

For a long moment, silence stretched between them. Klaus resumed his pacing, though his steps were less frantic. Elijah returned to his place by the fireplace, his eyes distant as if lost in thought.

"You love him, don't you?" Klaus asked suddenly, breaking the quiet. His voice held a note of curiosity, almost vulnerability.

Elijah looked at him, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Yes," he said simply. "In my own way, I do."

Klaus met his brother's gaze, a silent understanding passing between them. Despite their differences, their love for Damon was a shared bond, one that transcended their usual bickering and rivalries.

"Then let's make sure he has something to wake up to," Klaus said, his voice resolute. "Together."

Elijah nodded, his expression softening. "Together."

In that quiet moment, the two brothers found a rare sense of unity, their shared determination to save Damon a reminder of the strength of their bond, and the lengths they were willing to go to protect the ones they loved.

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Right, chapter 12 is done. But iffy about this one. What do you think? Also I'll be updating this book everyday Saturday till I decide otherwise