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Lyn Hall's POV - 20 / 06 / 2014 : Mystic Falls
"Would you quit tapping!" Klaus growled for the umpteenth time as my fingers moved unconsciously along the wooden table. I slowly looked up at him, my gaze unsettled as I wiped the tiredness from my eyes.
"I physically can't!" I protested as his eyebrows furrowed. His eyes locking with mine as uncertainty passed between us.
"How long have you been doing that?" he asked slowly, as I shrugged.
"Ever since I came out of that coma," referring to the coma in which I was practically preserved for a year.
"And it's the same beat?" he questioned, suddenly interested in the way my slim finger danced rapidly across the table, occasional taking intervals between the rotating beats.
"Every time." I responded, smiling smugly. He stood abruptly grabbing a piece of paper, he settled down besides me and watched as I tapped ferociously. His hands moved across the paper, eyes glancing upwards occasional as a serious of dashes and dots were scrawled across the paper. He suddenly jerked his head upward, eyes wide. I raised my eyebrow curiously looking down upon the page.
[.-- . .----. .-. . / - .-. .- -. ... ..-. --- .-. -- .. -. --. --..-- / - .-. .- -. ... .. - .. --- -. .. -. --. / .. -. - --- / .-- .... --- / .-- . / -. . . -.. / - --- / -... . .-.-.- / -.-- --- ..- / .- .-. . / .-- --- .-. - .... -.-- --..-- / -.-- --- ..- / .... .- ...- . / -- .- -.. . / - .... . / ..- .-.. - .. -- .- - . / ... .- -.-. .-. .. ..-. .. -.-. . --..-- / -.-- --- ..- .-. / .-.. .. ..-. . .-.-.- / -. --- .-- / -.-- --- ..- / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -.-. .... .- -. --. . --..-- / -.-- --- ..- / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -... . -.-. --- -- . / .-- .... --- / -.-- --- ..- / .-- . .-. . / ... ..- .--. .--. --- ... . -.. / - --- / -... . --..-- / .-- .... --- / -.-- --- ..- / .-- . .-. . / -... --- .-. -. / - --- / -... . .-.-.-]
"What does it mean?" I questioned, as he merely gaped at me.
"In translation, love. It means, 'We're transforming, transitioning into who we need to be. You are worthy, you have made the ultimate sacrifice, your life. Now you will change, you will become who you were supposed to be, who you were born to be." I frowned my eyes widening, before I launched into his embrace.
"I'm not dying?" He caressed my hair softly, as a grin broke out upon my face.
"You're not dying." He confirmed.
"Is that why my heart stopped?" I pondered aloud, as Klaus released me.
He shrugged, "Now would you quit tapping, it's rather annoying love." He smirked, before he stood and left the room. The smile never left my lips as I turned and stared death in the eye. The barrel pointed in my face as I smiled.
"Not right now mate," I then launched forward dodging the barrel and tackling the large man onto the floor. "Klaus get the chains!" I yelled, as I fought against the man, his skills out won me in strength as I used tactics that required an extreme amount of accuracy. I finally landed a blow that sent him to the ground, a groan lingering in the air as I put my foot to his throat.
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