The Chronicles of Katerina Petrova and Niklaus Mikaelson: I Will Always...

Ch.12: Long Way Back From Hell

When Klaus woke up, still in torment from the knife that was inside him, he recognized that he was in the epidemic hospital from 1918. Why he had been taken there, he wasn't sure. He only knew that he was weak and hungry. That and the torment was becoming unbearable. He didn't even know how long he had been out for, much less how long he had been in the abandoned hospital. And all he could think of besides the torment was one, how Katerina and the child would survive if he didn't get through this, two, what would become of Sweet Caroline if he wasn't around to save her life, and three, would Elijah be enough protection for Katerina and the baby?

"Rebekah," Elijah called to her from a room he had taken his shirt off in.

She entered from the hallway, only to see him without his shirt on with words all over his body.

She walked towards her elder brother.

"What's going on?"

"Celeste is playing games with me. She has magically written witch names on my body, sine I'm so determined to find out from her where she has Katerina and Niklaus at."

"Then let's get started," she commented, wanting Katherine and Klaus back.

Reading names of witches, she realized where Klaus was at.

"It has to be the 1918 sanitarium."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. One of these witches I knew back in 1918 when I was working at the sanitarium during the epidemic as a nurse," she explained to him.

"Very well then. Lead the way, dear sister."

He put his shirt and jacket back on, before following her towards the old hospital.

Later that night, they had them home with the knife out of him and both in bed. It relieved them, because they didn't want anything to happen to either of them. Even if they were asses most days. They would always love them, and Rebekah loved her soon to be niece. She couldn't wait to meet her when she was born.