Falling ::Klaus Mikaelson::

Chapter 4- Tangled Up in Blue

**Mature Content**

I sit on the floor in the hallway upstairs reading an old journal that once belonged to Elijah hundreds of years ago.

"I cannot believe how you disposed of those vampires without me. You know how I love to set things on fire." Rebekah complains to Klaus.

"Was I supposed to leave them out in the front yard to rot? Besides, they were my responsibility since they were the ones who attacked the helpless pregnant girl carrying my child." Klaus states.

"Awe, I am so moved by your sudden fatherly duties to protect the werewolf carrying your hybrid bun in her oven." Rebekah states sarcastically.

He laughs and I walk in the room with Elijah's old journal still in hand. "The helpless werewolf girl would like to know what the plan is." I sigh. "That depends on what plan you mean love. My plan for global domination or Rebekah's plan to find love in a cruel cruel world." Klaus jokes.

I roll my eyes at him and Rebekah smiles, before trying to throw a pencil into his neck. "The plan to rescue Elijah." I sigh. "Ok." He sighs walking into the next room.

"Well firstly, I daggered Elijah to gain Marcel's trust. If I had known he would have placed her in the hands of a particularly nasty teenage witch I certainly would have weighed my options a bit differently. Secondly, Rebekah please." Klaus explains.

"Secondly, the plan, as you asked, is for Niklaus to simply ask for Elijah back." Rebekah states. "Wait, you mean to tell me, that's your big plan? I thought you were supposed to be the 'Unmerciful Diabolical Hybrid'?" I ask crossing my arms.

"Please, Klaus may be a miserable excuse for a sibling but there is non more diabolical." Rebekah states. "So there is a plan B, mind telling the walking incubator?" I ask. Klaus smirks over at me. "War."

"Yes because that makes me feel so much better." I state sarcastically. "Well love you did ask. If you'll excuse me, I have places to be." He states walking past Rebekah and I.

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I pace outside the door where Klaus, Rebekah, and Sophie talk about practicing magic to find Elijah.

Finally I give up and walk upstairs to take a shower. I take off my t-shirt and jean shorts looking in the mirror at the very small bump.

I take off the remainder of my clothes and wash away all of the tenseness and worry.

After I'm don't, I throw on a simple gray dress with a cardigan and walk downstairs to find Rebekah. "Going out?" I ask.

"Yes. I'm going to ask Marcel's little crush to the party at the compound tonight. Care to join?" Rebekah asks. "I wouldn't miss it. What time should I be ready?" I ask. "Start now and I'll fetch you a dress later." She smiles before walking out the door.

I smile excitedly and go back upstairs to do my hair, makeup, and maybe even my nails which I hardly ever do but hey, it's a New Orleans party.

As darkness sets, I curl my blonde hair into small curls, apply light smokey eye makeup and French tip my nails which I haven't don't in years.

"And where do you think your going tonight little wolf?" Klaus asks from my doorway. "The party at the compound. Me and Rebekah are going for a little while." I explain. "No, not happening. Sorry love." He shrugs.