Fifty Shades of Klaus

Chapter 10

“Actually Caroline,” I heard Elijah's voice from behind me. I turn to face him, “I had a talk with Rebekah and she told me that you have acquired some vervain. I trust you will tell me where you have garnered such herbs?”

Raising an eyebrow at him, “What? No.” I said. “She has to be lying. I didn’t.”

He keeps his composure, “I am asking you in a far less vigorous manner than the way she did. I expect you to speak the truth. I warned you how protective I can be when my family is involved. Knowing about vervain discerns you as a threat, Caroline.”

“Then you should know that I wouldn’t even think of messing with you! I honestly don't know what you're talking about.” I admitted. There was a hint of enmity in his eyes that warns me that I should be afraid. What are they?

Before I rapidly ran for the hills, a chuckling Klaus Mikaelson explicates the issue. “I gave it to her.” Two heads turn to the king's whereabouts, “I gave her a drink laced with vervain.” What? When was that? “She is not aware of it. I don't find this as much of an issue, brother. Nothing anyone should worry about.”

Finn approaches his brother with a pair of menacing eyes, “You clearly underestimate your night-walkers.” Night-walkers?! The younger Mikaelson displays a notion of sovereignty but the older brother does not cower. “Do you fathom the amount of rage they would be filled with after finding out that you provided their prey with an upper-hand?”

“I merely did her a favor. She is not capable of protecting herself in this town and I cannot be there to fend her against those monsters.” He retorts.

Finn is almost shouting this time, “She is human!” He lets out a frustrated breath, “You do not realize how this affects our people. Or have you forgotten that you are unable to create more hybrids ever since Mother came back? She resents you and if she learns how you risked our family again, there will be no one to stop me from ripping your head off.”

“Whoa!” I interjected. “Can you both stop?” I got in the middle of them, “Nobody is ripping anyone's head off, okay?” I stopped still in between them. If anyone's head is being ripped off, it's probably mine. I know the danger I put myself in for getting involved, but I am not just going to stand there watching them as they fight over something because of me. “Can anyone tell me what's going on?” I ask, turning my head to Elijah for an explanation.

He stands upright, fixes his suit and looks at me, “He hasn't told you.”

“Tell me what?” I ask.

His pair of relaxed eyes looks into my tensed pair, “What we are.” This is it. Somebody is finally explaining everything to me. But do I want to know? I had the chance to ask Klaus about anything through the whole interview, but I didn't. A part of me is afraid of what they might be. A part of me is scared that knowing what they are might frighten me to the point of never seeing him again.

I look over to Klaus. His expression is blank and I can't read what he is feeling this way. I swallow every ounce of fright, “No.” I glare at Klaus, “He hasn't.”

He and Elijah exchange looks as Finn stood in between them, glaring. Anyone in the room could feel the telepathic conversation exchanged between the siblings. After a very long silent while, Elijah finally speaks. “Finn, let us give them some privacy.” Finn doesn't move. “He's aware of the consequences, brother. Let him decide.”

They leave us alone. Klaus nervously gestures to the seats. I hesitate. Who wouldn't? I know that I told him before that I'm not afraid of him despite what I had witnessed, but now that I'm in this situation, I have to admit; I am scared. “I'm not going to hurt you.” His eyes look into mine in a way that implies integrity. I put my trust in him and took the seat opposite of him.