The Originals|| One Shots

|Meeting Grandfather|

Ansel. With all names in the world Ansel was Bree's biological grandfather's name.
Bree was a little bit disappointed, Ansel was the same name as the child in the fairytale who was tricked in the witch's house and was about to be cooked..That didnt make her think any positive things about him..She really hoped that he was a better man than his name was..
Of course to make things worse Esther brought him back to life and that showed that he wasnt very trust-worthy but Bree still wanted to meet him, ignoring her dad's warning to not go with him.
Amara told her that following Klaus wasnt a good idea "Klaus has lived for a thousand years now, he knows what he's talking about, dont go" she said.
Adam was powerless in such occasions and even though he didn't really want Bree to go he couldn't stop her, he didnt want to argue with his brand new girlfriend he struggled so hard to get..He couldnt force her to stay and Elijah was no where to be found.
Nik obviously knew Bree was going to follow him anyways, she was his daughter and she took mostly everything from him which was both a gift and a curse.
He didnt remember her mother, he only spent one night with her after all, but he did know that she took her kindness and her patient and also her sensuality, the stubborness, the warrior spirit and want of power were all his along with a few more things.
She was also curious so of course he would have been followed, he pretended he didnt know, he believed it was a good thing for her to see her origins.
Klaus planned to go in the night, everything worked out better in the night, expecially for a vampire.
Bree had a free day before secretly following her father in the night (he was more likely to know she was going to follow him but hey, hope is the last to die.)
She went around New Orleans with Amara, forgetting completely about the whole situation, it was just the two of them hanging around like in the good old days when vampires, werewolves and witches were only alive in fantasy books.
They got lost in the French Quarter where fake witches were in the streets doing 'magic' to dumb tourists that believed to anything you'd tell them.
Amara decided she wanted to pretend she was one of them and trick the fake witches.
An african-american woman approached them and asked in a very fake french accent if she could read the palm of their hands, Amara smiled, it was her chance to make the big money..
The woman took her hand and looked at her palm.
-Oui, I see..I see that your love in life is not very important for you..Even though you fall in love very easily..you are closed minded you should open your eyes to other things.. Is there anything bothering you?-
-Hem actually, Love is pretty important to me, I have a boyfriend and I really care about him, He is important to me and I dont think there is anyone else in the world whos as open minded and creative as I am..-Amara stated.
Bree confirmed, of course.
-let me tell you something, what about I try to guess something about you, yeah?-
The woman shook her head energetically and ran away, the two friends laughed and decided to get an icecream.
There was a cool icecream place right around the corner.
They were eating their icecreams, happily smiling because the day in town was perfect and then they saw the most interesting thing they could ever see: curly black haired, black eyed boy was holding hands with a brown haired, brown eyed boy, they werent two normal gay boyfriends..the first was a vampire, the last Marcel's soldier standing still around, Bree and Amara knew him, his name was Josh, they were kinda friends with him, they didnt have much time to spend together and he mostly stayed with Marcel so..
But he was nice, a cool guy to be around,
the other guy was a werewolf, apparently he was a 'good' guy but..yeah better not trust him..Why was Josh holding hands with him?
-Josh? is that you?- Bree asked.
Josh looked up. -Bree, Amara..Do you guys know Aiden?-
-Aiden? And so the werewolf does have a name.- Amara said bitterly, earning an elbow in the ribs from Bree.
-Ehm..Sorry.-
-No, you're right, witch.-
Bree had to hold back her friend with all the stenght she had in her body.
-hem..How strange is it to see a witch and a werewolf fighting, they're usually allies..- Bree said trying to break the tension.
-Yeah..true..what a weird world uh? Well we should go now..It was nice meeting you.- Josh said grabbing Aiden's hand and they went in the opposite direction.
-Ok, that was strange.- Bree said and Amara just nodded in agreement, they decided to go home eventually.
•••
-Bree, be careful okay?-Adam said for like the millionth time, Bree nodded and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, Klaus had left 5 minutes before and so Bree had to hurry up.
She silently sneaked out the window and smelled the air, Nik was near.
Bree arrived soon in the bayou, not too close to her father not too far.
Briefly after that her biological grandfather appeared.
He was handsome..Strange to think that about your own grandfather but well, he wasnt that old because of Mikael killing him, because of Esther he was back to life and well..There he was, talking with his son about..Hope?
-I know she's alive..And I also know of your other daughter, she is not so far from here, I can smell her..-
-Bree Run!- Nik screamed and Bree didnt think twice about it, she ran back home but not before seeing klaus killing Ansel, a few minutes later she arrived home and went straight to bed without even realizing Elijah was back home.
Adam and Amara ran after her and asked her what happened.
After she told them what happened the three of them relaxed her and told her that klaus must have had his reasons and it was better like that.
-What would have happened if Ansel stayed alive and told Esther about your sister?-
-Oh my gosh she would have killed her, for real!- Bree realized.
-exactly..So don't worry and relax, everything is going as planned.- Adam said.
-Yeah, yeah.. Thanks guys, I needed that.-
She didnt know why it was such a big deal..She had always seen her dad killing someone without thinking twice about it, he killed her adoptive dad the first day she met klaus, she killed several people on her own, it didnt even bother her anymore but somehow seeing her dad killing his biogical dad that way was too much for her to handle.
-No problem, Bree..And you know what? I'll put on my pj's and we'll have a sleep over..No boys allowed.-
-..But..- Adam tried to complain.
-No buts, Adam, she needs her best friend and her best friend only..-
Bree shyly smiled and nodded.
-Okay, I got it but if you'll need me you know where to find me!-
-sure, Thanks Adam..-
Adam left and Bree lended Amara one of her pjs so that she didnt have to go to her room to change.
Bree realized a sleep over with her best friend was what she needed and it was also a great way to end the day.