The Little Lockwood

13

EDITED

Anger getting the best of me I zip upstairs at top speed, needing to find Klaus. He can't just abandon me and our child, that's not fair. I'm trying very hard to show my feelings and be open with him.

I find him in his art studio, painting a canvas completely black.

God, he is so dramatic, I think to myself.

"Nik," I say his nick name once.

He doesn't turn to face me, and he just keeps painting.

"Love is a risk for anyone Nik. The first man I ever loved, turned out to be in love with somebody else more. The second man I ever came to care about, my best friend, was brutally killed in front of me for a source of power. So, of course I have trouble saying those words to anyone Klaus. But I want you," I come out with all of this at once, and he turns to glance at me now, and I keep talking,

"I want you so badly my skin crawls each night knowing we are not sharing a bed. I want you everyday, all day. I want you to help me through this pregnancy and I want you to help me raise our baby. I love you, more than I want to comprehend, because I have lost everyone I love and care about. Please understand how hard it is for me to want open myself up again."

Niklaus walks towards me slowly,

"I am so sorry you were not truly loved by Damon, and that made you fearful. I'm so sorry your best friend and husband was murdered in front of you, and now you are terrified of loving someone who could be taken from you, or who could leave you."

"Nik...Please...Don't let me be alone in this," I utter quietly, my hands shaking slightly as I'm completely unsure of where he is going with this.

Klaus sighs deeply and steps the few feet to close the distance between us,

"You have me, Debria, and I would never leave you...although your world would be easier if I wasn't in it."

"That's true..but Nik, " I make eye contact with him,

"It wouldn't be my world without you in it.."

Nik grins at me, and it turns into his signature smirk,

"We were inevitable, little wolf, what did I tell you all that time ago?"

"You're Niklaus Mikaelson, you don't need me though," I protest.

"I wouldn't be Niklaus Mikaelson without you," Klaus tells me seriously his eyes holding no joke or playfulness in them now.

Then he leans lower to my face, testing the waters, and when I give a small nod, he dives in for a kiss.

** Later that day **

"So just like that, you're leaving?" Jackson asks me, his brows furrowed in confusion and annoyance.

I shrug as I pack the few clothing items I brought to the bayou with me into a bag,

"I guess, I need to take care of myself and this baby Jackson. I lost my first child already. It's like the universe has given me a second chance. Please try to understand. I can still run the pack from the French Quarter, I just won't visit that often, you have my email and the Mikaelson's home phone. Don't worry."

Jackson frowns at me,

"I just don't really get it. We are a pack, you're our queen, our Alpha. And you're just leaving."

"I'm sorry Jackson...but I just really have to go," I say and kiss his cheek before grabbing my bag and leaving him and the bayou behind me.