Always & Forever A Mikaelson {Sequel to Klaus' Daughter Is A Lockwood}

Rebekah and Genevieve's Past

FLEUR-DE-LIS SANITARIUM

Klaus is now sitting upright in his bed, and Genevieve has redressed him in his black thermal top. He still looks weak and pale as he glares at her. "My wound isn't healing." He says angrily. "The amount of dark magic contained in that blade? It's gonna take a little while." She says kindly. "You're one of them, aren't you? The witches back from the dead, seeking vengeance? Why show me kindness?" She caresses his face. "You never did anything to me. And the truth is, seeing you like this, I can't help but pity you." She says with care. "Then betray the others and stand with me. I will reward you in ways you cannot possibly fathom." Genevieve smiles. "Klaus Mikaelson, offering a deal to little ol' me? I should be flattered. But first, we need to have a talk about your sister." Klaus' facial expression goes dark as she walks away from him. Klaus growls at the mention of Rebekah. "Rebekah is of no concern to you. If you mean to harm her..." She cuts him off. "Ah, the protective brother. A shame that loyalty isn't reciprocated. But then, I'm no stranger to Rebekah's treachery. Something you and I have in common. Here." She holds out the bowl full of the herbal potion with hers and Rebekah's blood in it. "Drink. I'm just trying to help you. Heal you. Get you to see the truth that's been right in front of you for almost a century." She says as Klaus drinks, but he gags on it before he can swallow it and about spits it out. Genevieve puts her hand over his mouth, tipping his head back and forcing him to swallow it, and he just barely chokes it down. "Your sister had an unfortunate run-in with some wolves last night. I imagine you're tasting the venom in her blood. It's the only way I can show you what you need to see. In her weakened state, I'll be able to guide her down Memory Lane. That's how I'm going to have my revenge. By showing you her betrayal." She puts her hand on his forehead and magically links their minds.

Rebekah, who is hallucinating as she stumbles down the corridor, looks up to see Klaus standing at the other end of the hall, scowling at her. "Niklaus!" She yells as she runs toward him, passing several rooms on the way. In the first room, there is a young boy sitting on a table; his eyes are darkened with purplish bruises, and he holds a handkerchief to his mouth as he coughs up blood. In the next room, a teen girl in a pink night gown sits in a bathtub staring at Rebekah, as blood drips down her mouth and onto her grown. In the final room, an old man claps his hand against his chest and coughs up blood. She cringes as she passes the sign on the wall that reads "Crematorium." When she reaches the door, she pushes it open and is transported into a flashback due to the werewolf venom.

FLASHBACK-- FLEUR-DE-LIS SANITARIUM, 1919

Rebekah walks into the crematorium with a huge smile on her face as she meets up with Marcel for a rendezvous. The two immediately embrace and begin to make out. He pushes her up against the wall and trails his hand down her leg, though she laughs and pushes it away. "Marcel have some respect." She says looking at the bodies. "Yeah, I don't think they mind." He looks around briefly, indicating the bodies in the morgue they're in, all lost to Influenza. "Did you ask Genevieve about doing the spell?" Marcel asks. "I will when the time is right." Marcel sighs. "Rebekah, you've been hanging around that witch for weeks waiting for the time to be right. She wasn't supposed to become your sidekick. One little spell, and we can finally be together for real. What are you waiting for?" He asks disappointed. "She's a sweet girl, is all. If you must know, I feel badly for using her." Rebekah said honestly. "Then we'll find another witch-- one you don't have to fake a friendship with. Unless you've changed your mind?" Marcel asks. Rebekah kisses him. "I want to wake up with you in our home, in the bed that we share. I want to walk down the street with you by my side so everyone knows that you are mine and I am yours. I don't want to be afraid of what my brother will do to me for loving you. If this is the only way to get it, then no, my mind hasn't changed." They kiss again as Genevieve walks into the room. She's instantly startled when she seeks Rebekah and Marcel in a compromising position. "O-oh!" They break apart to look at her as she stands there holding bloody sheets. "I didn't know anyone was in here. I'm so sorry." She hurries out and Rebekah follows after her. "Genevieve!"

END FLASHBACK

In the present day, Rebekah has opened the door leading back into the corridor to follow Genevieve. "Genevieve, wait!" Genevieve disappears and Rebekah is left alone in the abandoned hall. "I'm sorry." Klaus is pulled out of Rebekah's mind to face Genevieve he seems amused and bored. "So, this is you're great betrayal? Rebekah and Marcel have been sneaking around behind my back for the better half of two centuries?" Klaus asks unimpressed. "Yes, against all your warnings! You've disciplined them for it before, had you not? Harshly, from what I understand." She replies with a smirk. "Well, I had my reasons." He says. "Oh, you don't have to convince me. As far as I'm concerned, you only needed one. That it suited you. Have you ever read the Old Testament, Nik? You see God wasn't powerful because he was right, he was right because he was powerful." Genevieve says with sincerity. "I don't know what you're playing at, but if the sum total of your plan was to turn me against my sister was this revelation, this will have been a wholly ineffective endeavor." Klaus says with disdain. "You poor thing. After a thousand years, dishonesty from your family has come to be expected. I wish that was the sum total of their treachery. Unfortunately, it's not."