awake {Klaus Mikaelson}

six // there's a catch

*unedited*

Third Person POV

"How did they wake her?" Elijah asked, taking a seat on the brown leather couch in the living room.

"I don't know Elijah! I wasn't exactly in the best place to ask them, I was too busy thinking that Faith is awake and they have her! Who knows what they'll do to her" Klaus paced back and forth, continuously running his hands through his hair.

He was mortified. He lost her once and can't lose her again before he even gets to see her. He can't lose her at all. He doesn't trust that the Salvatore brothers won't hurt her, he knows Stefan will do anything for revenge. Completely mortified.

"Calm down" Elijah told him but Klaus was fuming.

"Easy for you to say! The girl you love isn't in the hands of the enemy."

"Niklaus! Listen to me" Klaus stood still for a moment before taking a seat next to Elijah, his elbows resting on his knees as he hunched over. "They must have had our blood line wake her, but we don't have a blood line and definitely not of witches."

"The Bennett witches" Klaus growled, realising the truth. "Mother must have had help. I knew Bonnie was powerful but Abbey, she lead us all to believe she didn't have any magic."

"And what do you plan on doing with this information?" Elijah asks.

"Nothing." Klaus stands up and walks over to the coat rack, taking his jacket.

"Nothing?" Elijah smiles sarcastically. He knows that Klaus can't sit still if someone has fooled him. He's just curious as to what he will do.

"Nothing. I have to figure out what they're doing and how they're doing it before I can do anything. "

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Faith's POV

I hear the sound of the door creaking open and slowly lift my head, only to see the one person I've been literally dying to see. "Niklaus" I whisper, my voice straining and eye lids falling in the process.

Is this a dream? No, it can't be, I don't sleep. But, what if it is?

He looks even more gorgeous then the last time I saw him. His dirty blonde hair is now short and I can't help but think it makes him even sexier. His beautiful cheek bones. His gorgeous scruffy beard. Could he be anymore wonderful?

He walked towards me before kneeling down in front of my chair.

I have to be dreaming.

"I can't believe you're awake" Klaus stroked my cheek, sending shivers through my entire body. Just a simple touch and I'm trembling.

"You can thank the Bennett witches for that" I mumble, loving his touch more than words can explain.

"Thanking them is the last thing on my to-do list, love" he told me softly. I know I should be pushing him to do so, but that's the last thing on my mind right now. I guess they're last on both our lists.

"What's the first?" I ask, trying to flirt. But since I've been inactive for quite a while, I'm pretty sure I just made a fool of myself.

Klaus smirks which I see as I good sign. I breathe in deeply, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks.

"To kiss you" and without hesitation, he kisses me. I moan at the sudden contact, my heart beating so fast I think it'll burst out of my chest.

My lips are dry and I guarantee my mouth tastes disgusting on his end but he still kisses me, kisses me beautifully.