Falling ::Klaus Mikaelson::

17- Farewell to Storyville

I run through the gates of the cemetery as dawn begins to break over the New Orleans horizon.

My footsteps pound against the concrete walkways in the burial ground, as I frantically look for Klaus and Rebekah. I have a plan, and I hope it will work.

I turn the corner, and I stop when I see Klaus pinning Rebekah to a stone wall, hovering the white oak stake just above her chest. I yank the knife from my pocket and hold it up to my carotid artery.

"Klaus, step away from Rebekah or I swear to god I will do it." I yell. He looks over and I see his eyes soften. "I'm calling your bluff." He states and brings the stake closer to her chest. Within a second, I stab myself, feeling the sharp pain and then the warm blood pouring out of my neck. I fall to the ground and look up at the sky.

Klaus races over, holding me in his arms and biting down on his wrist, then forcing me to drink his blood. "Why can't you just stay put? If you leave then you get hurt." He asks. "Because I knew you'd choose me over killing your sister, which shows that you don't have every fiber within you wanting to kill her." I rasp out.

He picks me up and steadies me on my feet. "Now, you've put a massive hole in my plans." Klaus growls. "Well I'll keep putting holes in your plans until you stop trying to kill Rebekah." I state. "Well then, well just have to do something about that." Klaus states. Suddenly, my head is bashed against the stone wall beside me, and everything goes black.

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I fling open my eyes and inhale a large breath. I sit up quickly, which immediately gives me a throbbing headache. It's dark out now, and I'm beside Elijah, who has a large bloodstain on his neatly collard shirt.

"When I get my hands on Klaus I swear-" I mutter and lean over Elijah, wrinkling my nose as I reach onto his chest, slowly pulling out the blade I knew Klaus had imbedded within him.

I then stand up, looking around for any sign of Klaus and Rebekah. I walk down the maze of a cemetery, until I hear conversation. "I love my family. You, Elijah, now Skylar. I know I can be difficult, but I didn't make myself this way. It was Mikael who ruined me." Klaus states in a broken voice.

I turn and watch my breath flow away in the cold night air. I walk back to Elijah, and find him gone, which means he probably left. "Skylar, you're awake." Klaus states, making me jump. "Yeah, no thanks to you." I growl, holding my icy arms.

"I'm sorry, love, I really am. I never wanted to hurt you." Klaus explains. I nod and sit down on a stone bench, followed by Klaus. "You ok now?" I ask. "Depends on what you mean." He states.

"Are you done being all homicidal?" I ask. "I'm a beast at bay." He shrugs. "I'm sorry." I frown and he looks at me quizzically. "I know you're bad at trust, so I know you must be hurt." I explain. "I guess it happens to the best of us." He points out. "Yeah." I state.

I look over at him confused as he takes off his jacket and then sets it over my shoulders. I smile as I slip my arms through the sleeves and pull it over my pregnant body.

"Thanks." I smile. "Just a way of saying I'm sorry, love." He gives a small smile.

"You know, you put on a brave face and act like you have no heart, but look at this. You do show kindness when no one is looking, why do you hide it? Are you afraid?" I ask.

"I'm not afraid, I just choose to hide my feelings to protect my weaknesses." He counters. "Caring about someone doesn't make you weak, Klaus." I state, looking up to the sky. "Be that as it may, it could still put you at risk, and I don't choose that." He explains lowly. "Why?" I ask.

I mean, obviously because I'm carrying his baby, but is there some other reason as to why He wants to protect me?

"Because, I see you as a well valued person in my life; ye only person who believes in me, and sees the good." He states, making me look into his eyes. "I guess we both saved each other." I shrug. "We should get you home before you freeze." He changes the subject. I nod, and we both walk out of the gloomy cemetery, and out into the brisk, empty streets of New Orleans.

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