Again |1| Niklaus Mikaelson

Dix-Nuef | t h e n

Love consists of this: two solitude's that meet, protect and greet each other.

- Rainer Maria Rilke

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Marcella had woken up the woods again, only she had been laying on something. Klaus started to move, causing Marcela to get up. She watched as Klaus stretched his stiff bones, not just from sleeping on the forest floor. "Are you OK?" She asks. He takes a moment before nodding. "Thank you." He whispers. Marcella only smiled. "I'd do anything for you." She says and leans over to give Klaus a kiss. "We better get you home. Louis must be worried." Klaus sighed, knowing about the huge explaining he had to tell Louis. Marcella stood, with a hand on her stomach, and began to dust herself.

Klaus watched as she got up and looked back down at his hands. Marcella saw the look on his face and a frown was placed on her face. "You can't hurt me. I know you won't." She says when he got up and began to head towards the village. "I also know you are over thinking this, Niklaus." Marcella adds and goes to follow after her husband. "Marcella don't you know what this means?" Klaus snaps and turns to look at him. Marcella only looked at him with a blank face, not affected by his outburst. "I am a bastard. Mikeal isn't my father. My brothers and sister aren't my brother's and sisters." Klaus frowns.

Marcella only stared at him before continuing on her way. "When has Mikeal ever treated you like a son? And your siblings do not care, Niklaus. You are still their brother. Nothing can change that." She says and walks over roots and fallen branches. Klaus shakes his head and follows after. "Our son will be this." Klaus whispers and Marcella snaps her head to him. "Niklaus if I remember correctly it is I who is a werewolf as well. Even if you weren't our child would still be this." She says with a sneer and rushes away from him. Klaus shakes his head at himself for making Marcella angry at him.

"Marcella!" Louis yells and rushes towards his sister who walked out of the woods. "Please." Marcella tell shim as he holds her at arms length. "What happen to you? What was that last night, Marcella?" Louis demands. Marcella only rolls her eyes and walks towards her and Klaus's home. As they began to walk away, Klaus steps out of the woods as well. Everyone began to whisper and stare at him making Marcella hold Louis back. "Marcella, no." Louis whispers and holds her back from going to him. "Let me go Louis." Marcella sneers and yanks her arm out of his grip.

Marcella walks up to Klaus who was staring at his family from across the village. Klaus looked like he was going to be in tears soon so Marcella pulled him before anyone could see. "Come on, Love." Marcella whispers and pulls him towards their house. Louis moves to the side and watches as they disappear into their home. "You're brother-" Klaus starts. "If my brother wants answers then he will get them here. I do not need to go see him." Marcella says and sets Klaus down. "Would you like some assistants Princess?" Rosita asks entering the shack. "Please, Rosita." Marcella tells her.

Rosita gives a bow and leaves the shack to get supplies to tent to the couple's wounds. "Marcella!" Both Klaus and the Princess turn to the front door. Louis stood, looking between the two. "I believe I deserve an explanation." Louis states. Marcella looks over at Klaus making him realize they want some privacy. "I'll be back." He gives Marcella a kiss to the temple and leaves to look for his family who will talk to him. Marcella takes a seat and gently sips on some tea Rosita had left out. "If you're here just to stand there I would leave."

"Marcella-" Louis begins but gets cut off. "No." Marcella says and crosses her legs. "No?" Louis asks. "No I will not be leaving Niklaus. I love him and I will not be leaving him at a time like this when he needs me." Marcella states boldly. Louis sighs and begins to walk to sit in the empty chair next to Marcella. "I knew you weren't going to, Marcella. No matter how much I want you to. I know you love him so I will not push you," Louis says. "But I want an explanation." He adds. Marcella looks down with a sigh and then back up at her brother. Then she begins to tell the truth.