All I Need

Brother

Lydia looked up at Damon.
"You were my friend," Lydia growled, "how could you?"
"I want you and Klaus gone for good," Damon lied.
"Ouch, darling," Lydia snarled, "you wound me."
Damon rolled his eyes and looked over at the glowing sword on the ground and smirked.
"Is that my sword?" Lydia asked
"You betcha," Damon chuckled.
"Damon," Lydia pleaded, "Don't."
Damon raised an eyebrow before pulling out the sword.

He pressed it at Lydia's stomach before shoving it in.
"WESTLEY!" Lydia screamed louder than she had ever screamed before.

Westley sat up and looked around and then down to his wife.
"I'm sorry," he said, "my sisters in trouble."
Westley snapped his fingers and he was in the woods of Mystic Falls, looking in the direction of the witch house.
"You're Westley I assume?" Nik's voice said.
"Why? Who are you? If you have my sister I will end you," Westley said quickly.
"I'm her boyfriend," Nik replied, "I'm going in that house to find her."
Westley raised an eyebrow.
"If someone comes in after me," Nik instructed, "come in, but keep your distance."
Westley crosses his arms.
"I could take them," he said, "I took down and giant and one of the greatest swordsmen."
"I know," Nik replied.
Westley raised his eyebrow.
"You have fifteen minutes or I'm coming in after you," Westley said.
Nik nodded and sped into the house.
He carefully walked down the stairs and looked around, seeing nothing.
Lydia looked at him and weakly tried to break out of her chains.
She heard footsteps from above and smelt Damon's scent and growled. Nik heard and looked in her direction before scooting back into the darkness.
Damon walked down the stairs and looked at where the invisible Lydia was.
"You know, Lyds," he sighed, "when you and klaus were on the outs you should've just left. You wouldn't be here now and we'd still be friends. You know I'm only doing this to protect the people I love. I intended to always do that, even if I have to hurt someone I love to protect them."
Lydia responded with a low growl.
Niklaus stepped out of the shadows.
"What took you so long?" Nik asked, "hiding behind your witchy friends, and in squalor, no less."
The flames of the candles burnt brighter and Nik fell to his knees, grabbing his head and shouting in pain.
Westley carefully stepped into the house, hearing Klaus yelling down below and hoping it would cover his footsteps. He succeeded.
"Insulting a bunch of dead witches," Damon smirked, "not smart. I made the exact same mistake the first time I came in here."
"You know, the funny thing about witches is, living or dead, they care about their own. A hundred dead witches have thousands of living descendants. I have no problem killing every last one of them if I don't get my girlfriend and my coffins back! I have a Hybrid prepared to end the Bennet line as we speak!"
The candles died down and Nik stood up.
"Now," Nik said calmly, "Please show me the coffins and Lydia."
Nik looked around. He clenched his jaw. His mothers coffin was missing.
"Where's the other one?" Nik asked.
"It's not here," Damon said, "Bon gave me the heads up. I didn't have time to move all of them, but I got one."
Nik glared at him.
"Something tells me what's in the coffin is more important than your siblings, and as for Lydia... mig-"
Nik pushed Damon across the room into a wall and held him there.
"I will tear you limb from limb, and only then, when you are a riving mass of blood and flesh, will I rip your heart from your chest."
"You might want to keep your 'little wolf' on a leash," Damon spat as he nodded towards Lydia.
Nik dropped Damon and sped to her. Westley took the last step down the stairs and pointed his wooden arrow at Damon.
Lydia's eyes widened as Damon broke Westley's bow and arrow and grabbed him by the throat, pushing him against the wall.
"Damon! Don't!" Lydia yelled
"Sorry, kitten," Damon smirked, pushing harder on Westleys neck.
Nik watched as Lydia's eyes flowed blue and she jumped over him and tackled Damon to the ground. Westley dropped to the floor and Nik ran to him and picked him up. They both watched Lydia beat Damon's face in, the sword still sticking out of her.
Damon tried to push her off but she wrapped her legs around his arms and then in between and under his legs and slid them up towards his head, breaking them and making him scream. Lydia leaned down to Damon's ear.
"When you wake up I want you to remember that I will never stop hunting you now. Any friendship we might've had is gone and over. You tried to kill my brother and for that you will suffer. Anytime I see you I will start my hunt, not for your life, but to bring you immense pain. Happy suffering," Lydia whispered before snapping his neck.
Lydia remained on top of him before weakly saying, "I need help."
Nik quickly pulled the sword it of her and picked her up.
"You let him stab you with THAT?" Westley cried.
"Whoops," Lydia groaned before blacking out.
"My sister has to be the stupidest person I've ever met," Westley sighed, grabbing the sword and following Nik.

Lydia woke up in new clothes, hours later, in between Nik and Westley on Nik's bed watching Game of Thrones. She rolled her eyes and groaned as she rolled over to lay on Nik.
"Is she awake yet?" Westley asked.
"Yeah, but I don't think she wants to be," Nik replied.
"I want cuddles," Lydia whispered.
Nik rolled his eyes and pulled Lydia closer to him and held her in his arms.
"I'm never answering the door again," Lydia mumbled
"He got you when you answered the door?" Westley chuckled.
"At first I thought it was Evan with my drink and then I smelt Damon and we had been friendly and friends so I stepped outside like what the fuck and boom neck snap," Lydia replied.
"Always has to be friendly," Westley sighed.
"Well I'm sorry I need someone that's not my boyfriend to talk to occasionally," Lydia replied as she sat up on Nik, putting her hands on his shoulders.
He raised his eyebrow.
"I said occasionally," Lydia told him, "I don't want to bother you all day."
Westley rolled his eyes.
"Shows over," he said.
Lydia grabbed the remote and began scrolling through the guide.
"OMG! I want that body!" She read with a chuckle.
" I think that's what buffalo bill said before he started putting lotion in the baskets," Westley chuckled.
Lydia and Nik started laughing.