Fighting Free

Chapter 13

You both sat down at the edge of your bed, staring at your phones. You were the first one who found back your voice.
"How...", was the only thing you could say. How had Mikael known you were sleeping together now? Had he even known or was this some kind of very twisted coincidence, an attempt to get into your heads? Something that worked pretty well, you had to admit.
"And how did your father get my phone number?", you suddenly realized, starting to feel a lot less safe than you had felt before. Elijah had it, Rebekah had it, but that was about it when it came to Mikael's connections and you couldn't imagine one of those two giving it to Mikael. They all knew how the relations between Mikael and Klaus and therefore between Mikael and you were.

Klaus was clearly realizing the same thing as you were.
"I got myself a new phone when I moved in here and there is no way I gave the number to Mikael. He must have gotten it somewhere..." He stood up, gathering his clothes and started to get dressed, as if that would make him less vulnerable than walking around naked would leave him.
"If I find out Elijah did this..." He had apparently ruled out Rebekah as the one passing the information onto Mikael, but his older brother...
"He's always so composed... what if he is playing both sides?"

You pulled the cover over you, using the same mechanism as Klaus did to feel safer. Not that it worked...
"I don't want to believe that, Klaus. He has tried so hard to get you back. That can't be only to rat you out to Mikael later?", you wondered. It would make you feel really betrayed, if that was indeed the case.
"Do you want me to go and try to find out if he's behind it?"

He turned around, wanting to say something, something angry, probably, but you cut him off immediately.

"That doesn't mean I'm gonna talk to Elijah right now, but I might know someone who knows other people..." You realized you had to tell Damon about this. Maybe not about the sex, that would feel kind of awkward, but about the texts. About the threats that were made. And about the suspicions both Klaus and you started to have right now. Maybe he could find out they weren't right. You wanted them to be false, you wanted Elijah to be on your side. You had really started to like the man over the last few months and losing that... no, not losing it, finding out it never existed, would be too much.

Klaus sat down on the edge of the bed, next to you and took your hand between his.
"Please don't listen to anything my father says, love. It's not true. I don't want it to be true. I started over, remember? You have witnessed that. I want you. I chose you and I don't want him to be right."

You leaned into him, wanting to feel him close. It was so easy to forget about what he was supposed to be, even when you still refused to believe it. It was so easy to believe that this was all there was. Until Mikael had decided to ruin it.
"I don't. I'm not going to let him ruin everything we built, ok?", you said. You had to believe that. Mikael wasn't right. He couldn't be.
"I'm going to ask Damon, Klaus." The least you could do was to be honest with him.
"He might not seem like much, but he's smart and he knows a lot of people. He knew who Mikael was, maybe he can find out something for us."

He wrapped an arm around you, absentmindedly playing with your hair.
"I don't like the idea of involving anyone else in this, but if you think he is able to find out more..." He didn't finish the sentence, something you took for permission to ask Damon to dig a bit further on this.
"I can't do this again... go up against him. Have him talk me down constantly..."

You smiled. "You've seen how he is. Do you think he'd still trust me around you if he found out about this some other way? Better if he hears it from me, Klaus." You could deal with Damon, you knew that. He wasn't going to like what you were going to tell him, but you'd make clear that this wasn't Klaus' fault. You looked at the man next to you, who was already looking at the other room, as if he was getting ready to leave you.
"Stay? Please?" You didn't want to be alone right now... you knew you would play all kind of worst case scenarios in your head if you would.
"I need you by my side now..."