All I Need

Coffins and Daggers.

"Why'd you have to dagger them again?" Lydia asked.

"To keep them safe," Nik replied.

Lydia sighed and plopped on the couch and watched as two men carried in two new coffins for them. She watched Nik place them carefully into the coffins and heard him sigh before clenching his jaw and looking down at his shoes. She stood up and moved to him, grabbing his arm lightly.

Nik turned to the guys, "Take them to their rooms," he demanded.

They nodded and carried them away.

Lydia stood on her tippy toes and put her chin on his shoulder.

"Hmm?"

"Want to watch Game of Thrones and relax for a bit?" Lydia asked.

He shook his head no.

"Find the coffins?" She asked.

He nodded yes.

"Okay," she said, "I'll go get dressed."

He kissed her forehead before sending her off.

Lydia got into her room and she heard Nik talking to someone. She crept back to the door. It was Stefan. She quickly threw her clothes on and ran down the stairs. She wrapped her arms around one of Nik's and placed her hand in his. 

"You know," Stefan said, "I don't like your hybrid friends. They're everywhere like fleas. I want them gone."

"Yeah, well I kind of like having them around," Nik replied, "You know, I'm hurt. I'd hoped that when I freed you we'd pick up where we left off. But here you are guzzling vervain like the rest of them, I'm sure. So much for friendship."

"Friends don't strip friends of their free will!" Stefan replied.

"Okay, granted, yeah that was a little extreme..." Nik answered moving forward, "but I get a little moody. Just ask my siblings. Speaking of whom, isn't it time you handed them over?"

Nik had moved so far from Lydia that only their fingers were together, not even their palms touching.

"Klaus," Stefan replied, "get your Hybrids out of Mystic Falls," Stefan looked at Lydia, "or I'll remove them myself."

Nik's hand tightened around Lydia's and their whole hand was together again.

"If you continue to threaten us I'll be forced to retaliate. Kill people," Nik growled.

"DO whatever you want, I don't really care," Stefan smirked before a fake gasp, "or maybe I do. Maybe I care SO MUCH that I'll drop Kol in the Arctic."

Lydia growled lowly, surprising both of the boys.

"Well," Stefan smirked, "you're just another Petrova, aren't you? Just LOVE having two brothers?"

"You see, Captain Dickless, May I call you Dickless?" Lydia asked.

Stefan angrily opened his mouth, but Lydia continued talking.

"You see, Dickless," Lydia smirked, "I am a Petrova, there's nothing I can do to change that... but you see, I haven't been one to fuck multiple brothers. I just stick to the first one I pick... unlike Elena. You know, the other day she told me how stupid I was for picking Nik over Damon cause she said that Damon is the best she's ever had, and I mean with a black hole like that I-"

Stefan ran at Lydia but she caught him by the throat.

"You drop the coffins," Lydia growled, "I'll make sure the bodies of all you have ever cared about drop."