His Only One

*Chapter Two* {Dangerous Liaisons}

Finn sat by the window as the sun rose. He watched as it breached over the trees and continued higher in the sky. He had hardly slept despite the tiredness that he felt. The only thought that kept him moving is the thought that his pain will be over soon enough, all he had to do was follow his mothers instructions.

"Finn?" Esther says gently as she enters the room. He hardly spares her a glance. "Go downstairs, darling," She encourages. "Have something to drink, get cleaned up. We can't act suspicious, if they find out they'll try to stop us..."

"I understand," The words lack emotion and Esther's guilt only grows. Moving from the window, he turns towards her. In a blink of an eye, the emotionless yet heartbroken boy is replaced with a more lively and determined exterior. "I won't let you down," He promises fiercely.

"I know you won't," She smiles holding her arms out. Finn doesn't hesitate to walk in them. "I love you, Finn," She whispers to him. "Don't ever doubt that,"

"I won't," He whispers to her. "Don't feel guilt, mother, you're doing the right thing," He reassures her. Esther sighs slowly and simply hugs him tighter.

"Just because it's right, doesn't make it easy," Esther eventually responds.

"The hardest decisions require the strongest wills," Finn tells her. He pulls away slowly. "You'll see this through, I believe in you,"

"Thank you," Esther whispers. Finn smiles and slowly nods. "Now, go join your siblings and play nice,"

"Yes, mother," He sighs moving around her. He jogs down the steps and joins his younger brothers and sister. None of them greet him in anyway, they merely glance at him before continuing their preparations for the ball. 

Finn tries not to be affected by their lack of friendliness. However, he's not made out of stone and their coldness hurts. He turns the hurt into anger and the anger into hatred. He uses the emotions to fuel his desire to help his mother complete her plan.

He understood that he's never really been a good brother but they had never been good siblings either. After losing his older sister, Freya, he found it difficult to make connections with the other. Losing Freya hurt him deeply and he turned away from the others as they were born. Even as they grew older, none of them even tried befriending him. Perhaps a single act of kindness from either him or his siblings could have changed all of this but he couldn't change the past, he didn't want too anymore. All he wants is for the pain to be over and for them to feel a fraction of what he has dealt with for centuries.

One of the workers ushers him to an area of the room. There his hair is washes, cut and groomed. He listens to his siblings talk and slowly begins to learn a little bit about this new world. Once his hair is done, he is sent to have his suit tailored for him. While the fashion has changed drastically, he couldn't help but think about how much an improvement everything has been thus far.

"Rebekah? Tell me how handsome I am" Kol says standing in front of the mirror.

"Oh, Kol, you know I can't be compelled" Rebekah replies with a cool grin. Even Finn finds amusement in their little exchange. However, it's short lived when Klaus comes barging into the room.

"You went after Elena? What is wrong with you?!" Klaus growls.

"Here we go" Rebekah sighs feeling overly unamused.

"Do you want another dagger in your heart?" Klaus questions. Finn almost snarls at the threat. Apparently Finn isn't the only one upset.

"Again with the dagger threats?" Kol asks boredly. "Don't you have any other tricks?"

"Oh, go back to staring at yourself" Klaus rolls his eyes.

"And who are you, my father?" Kol asks walking up to him.