News of factions forming and a war brewing reached the ears of Juliet Ambrosia. Vampire lines plotting to take down Original sirelines piqued her interest. With it having been almost a thousand years since she'd last seen her found family, Juliet de...
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"Bourbon for breakfast?" Juliet stood in the kitchen, her eyes looking outside the window toward the blue skies. She hadn't slept. She couldn't. Not after what she had done the previous night. Driving a dagger through her best friend's heart was far from what she wanted to do, but keeping the Mikaelson's alive to ensure no other vampire lineage was vanquished was a priority. But for how long? How much longer did Juliet need to stay alongside the Mikaelson family? How much longer could she handle her boxed up emotions for Elijah? It was hard to say, and she received no answer while the woman meditated in her room during the night. It seemed no matter how much Juliet tried to contact the ancestors; they would not answer her questions or implicate any kind of communication. "Doesn't seem appropriate."
Turning her torso to glance at the Original Vampire, Juliet gave him a small shrug. "After running a dagger through the heart of my best friend, I think it's pretty damn appropriate." Turning back to look out the window, the woman watched as a few crows soared overhead, their wings riding the wind.
"I want to thank you for that; for doing something I couldn't."
"There's no room for weakness during these times, Elijah. Even if it is for ' always and forever' ." Turning to look at Elijah one more time, Juliet noticed Niklaus standing at the doorway with blood-stained hands and tears in his eyes. "Nik, what the hell happened?" Juliet questioned as she set the glass down against the kitchen island to walk toward her friend.
"It's not mine," Klaus informed her, holding up a hand. "It's Cami's." Juliet and Elijah exchanged glances, confused as to what happened to the new woman in Klaus's life. "We went to bed last night and this morning I woke up to her throat slit and ..." Nik could not finish his sentence as he began to erupt into sobs. Juliet caught the man in her arms, holding him tightly as he cried into her arm. "This can't happen. Not again." Closing her eyes as Niklaus slumped in her arms, the woman knew exactly what he was talking about. Years ago when Niklaus had found Juliet in the cave, almost torn to pieces with blood leaking from her wounds, Klaus had to watch light fade from the eyes of the woman he loved. Now, years later, Klaus was experiencing the same loss.
"How did this happen?" Elijah questioned as he walked to his brother, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. But Klaus didn't answer as he hadn't a clue as to why he woken up next to a deceased Cami, her blood staining the bed sheets. With the absence of an answer, Elijah let out a soft sigh as he stared coldly into the other room. "You take as much time as you need to mourn her death, dear brother. But I'd advise you do it quickly as we have an enemy coming for us."
Juliet stared at the brother, her eyes wide with shock; how could Elijah be so cold? Klaus rose from her arms and, without a word, made his way back toward his bedroom – wiping his eyes clean from the salty tears. Still the woman kept her eyes on Elijah, shaking her head. "For someone who believes so highly in always and forever , you sure don't seem to care too much about it."
