Chapter 07
Charlie called her the next morning with the information that she had requested and she couldn’t believe it. Hades had done a search for Amara, even had spoken to the other keepers of the heavens like St. Peter but no one matching her description had been found. Amara was still alive. Or perhaps dessicated, much like Silas had been.
Artemis was still looking for her, but suggested they’d try to find her themselves. The way that Charlie spoke about Hades and Artemis was as if he was talking about old friends, family, and it was still strange for Bella to hear all of that. To know that Homer wasn’t just a book, that it was history.
She tried to ignore the little boy when going outside, on her way to her meeting to Silas. But she had to run away from the house as the boy was yelling at her and yet again throwing pebbles at her. She was going to kill him. She was going to raise him from the dead and kill him. Again and again – despite feeling that she couldn’t do that. Couldn’t. Shouldn’t. Wouldn’t.
Silas was in the clearing when she arrived, impatiently pacing around. “Amara isn’t dead,” Bella greeted him as she walked towards him. The moment she had spoken the words, it looked like a cloud lifted from his face. “They’re looking for her, but maybe you have a better idea of tracking her down. Rumor has it that The Travelers have something to do with her?”
“Figures,” Silas muttered before he slowly nodded. “Very well, but are you sure you can help me without the need of a cure?”
“I can try,” Bella smiled. “And if I fail, I will do anything in my power to get you your cure. Even if I have to start a temporary farm to do so.”
“What?”
She waved away the comment. “Never mind. In any case, go look for her. When I have any news I’ll be here.”
“I’m still not sure why you want to help me.”
“Maybe because nobody else is willing to?” Bella reminded him. “You’re a legend, you had cults. My boyfriend killed every single one of your cult members because he’s terrified of you. His warnings about you fell on deaf ears and it got him killed. I understand the reputation you have, how your story instills fear in every person who’s currently in your way. And if they want to have that cure so badly, you and I simply have to resort to other measures. A little kindness goes a long way, doesn’t it?”
“But I don’t deserve it.”
“No, you’re an asshole. You shouldn’t have done what you did but it happened, didn’t it? Nothing you can change about it now. Feelings are feelings,” Bella shrugged. “I’ll see you tomorrow with hopefully more news.”
When she arrived back at the house, she was relieved not to find the little boy there, but the moment she walked inside, he was standing in the hallway. “For fuck’s sake!”
“Bella, leave the boy alone, just ignore him,” Kol laughed as he walked in, a glass with blood in his hand. “What’s he going to do other than pelt you with rocks?”
“Oh, I don’t know? Walk in on us when we’re having sex?”
“Cool, threesome.”
“He’s a child! Like… 10 years old!”
“Well, that’s a little disturbing. I can see your point,” Kol sighed, running a hand through his hair as he looked at the empty space Bella was looking at. “Hey, uhm, kid, shoo?”
“What. An. Idiot,” the boy sighed exaggeratedly. “No wonder he spends most of his time in a box!”
“Wait, what?” Bella blinked at the boy. “What did you just say?”
“You heard me!” The boy yelled at her. “Use your brains, smartass!”
“You’re rude.”
“You’re ruder!”
Bella ducked when a few candleholders flew at her and was relieved when Kol actually caught them before they hit her. “Hey now!” Kol scolded. “She does not deserve to get hurt, she’s trying to help you here.”
“Niklaus needs to box him again,” the boy scowled as he looked at the door as it opened, revealing Klaus holding a bunch of flowers, looking surprised at the scene before him.
“What’s this?” Klaus laughed, seeing his brother hold a few candle holders. “Wait, if this is some kinky play, then I’m out.”
“Bite me, Nik,” Kol growled. “What are those flowers for?”
“For my new sister, of course,” Klaus smiled as he handed Bella the bunch of flowers and a peck on the cheek. “I need to stay on her good side, don’t I? Don’t want her to turn me into a dog again!”
Bella blinked as she looked at Klaus and then the flowers. “Uh…” She looked at the boy, who now stared at her with big eyes and then back at Kol and Klaus, seeing the familiarity on the faces. “Uh… guh…”
“Don’t tell me Kol broke you with the candle holders when he suggested kinky sex.”
“Uh…” Bella shook her head as the cogs in her head finally started to clear the dust bunnies in her mind before pointing the flowers at the empty space between the brothers. “Uh.”
“It’s the ghost,” Kol shrugged. “I’m certain she’s appreciative of the flowers, Niklaus, but why are you giving my girlfriend flowers? You’re not afraid of anything.”
“She can turn me into a dog,” Klaus pointed at Bella. “Fix her, she needs to thank me.”
“Do they know you’re going to get them hurt?” the boy smirked and threw a few books at her, which Kol expertly caught too.
“What the…” Klaus jumped to the side, avoiding the books flung at Bella. “Bloody hell, ghost person! Can’t you and Bella talk this out peacefully?”
“Peacefully?” Kol snorted. “You sound like Elijah, brother.”
“Well, we could sure use his diplomacy skills if she has an angry ghost kid following her around!”
“Uh…”
“What’s his name anyway?”
“I don’t think she’s ever asked, Nik.”
Bella took a deep breath and shook her head. “I don’t need to, Kol. I know who he is now. We’ve been so busy with Silas that… Oh, I’m so stupid.”
Two men and a ghost looked at her in anticipation. “Well?” Klaus prompted her.
“Ohh… you’re not going to believe me if I told you…”
“Do we know him?”
“Yep.”
“Okay, then probably not. Who is he?”
She looked at Klaus and debated whether or not she’d tell him, knowing how torn up he was going to be if she did, knowing how guilty he still felt. “Henrik.”
“Bloody hell,” Klaus muttered under his breath.
“I need a drink,” Kol sighed, shaking his head. Like the rest of the family, he’d been worried that eventful night when Nik and Henrik had snuck out to be watching the wolves. Kol had been wanting to go out in the village and look for his brothers, but Mikael wouldn’t have it, he wouldn’t mind losing two children as if he’d lost his entire family things would be worse.
Klaus nodded, as Bella’s voice echoed in his his head. “Make that a double for me,” he said, following his brother out.
“You’re a floozy,” Henrik said, pointing at Bella. “You’re a floozy and you’re going to get them killed.”
Bella’s jaw dropped to the floor. “How am I a floozy!”
“Nik got you pretty flowers and you’re sleeping with my other brother. You’re not even married. And you are going to get them killed, mark my words!”
“I’m not going to get them killed!” She cried out, throwing her hand in the air and following Klaus and Kol. “You two have your glasses? Give me the bottle!”
~o.O.o~
A couple of days later, Amara was found. It had been hard to find her because she’d been turned to stone and in the custody of The Travelers, who moved her every few days. Silas was beyond ecstatic when he saw her, stone or not. “Bella, this is amazing!”
“Klaus and Kol retrieved her from a shipyard in New Jersey. I’m afraid that some of your Traveler witches didn’t quite make it.”
“She’ll be safe here,” Klaus said from a distance. “We’ll keep her safe inside this house until you come up with a solution to what she is.”
“What do you mean?” Silas said confused. “She’s stone, all she needs is some blood and—”
“Qetsiyah turned her into the anchor to the Other Side,” Bella explained. “As Kol explained it to me, if we free Amara from her stone prison, she’ll still be anchored to The Other Side. Should I want to free you and Amara from your suffering, I will have to find a replacement for Amara or allow The Other Side to disappear completely. It’s likely that everyone currently in The Other Side will be sucked into oblivion.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Because I want it to be your choice. Qetsiyah is waiting for you on The Other Side. Either you can have her wait for eternity or have her poof out of existence for good. Either to move on and find peace, or go to their kind of hell,” she explained to him. “If it were up to these two clowns here, the Other Side would be destroyed, making sure that their parents and their brother will never be able to return by any means.” She then chuckled. “Hell, because I’m interfering, they might even have to go past Hades first. Poor guy will be so overwhelmed.”
Silas thought for a moment. “I want the Other Side to stay up for a while longer, as a punishment to Qetsiyah for separating Amara and I. I’d have to have a suitable replacement for the Anchor.”
“Great. Now allow me to make you mortal again and you can cleanse Bonnie while I’ll go find Amara’s replacement.”
“Did you have someone in mind, darling?” Kol asked her curiously.
Bella hummed a response before nodding. “The Scoobies are going to revolt, but she’ll still be alive and well and living so they shouldn’t complain… unless we turn her into stone. Now, that would be fun. Elena Gilbert, the statue!”
“You will do no such thing!” Klaus blurted in surprise, and perhaps shock. “If you do that, how on Earth will I create more hybrids? I already killed them all for treason. I want her back to being a human!”
Bella huffed. “I thought you gave up on all of that crap? Besides, imagine the gang all running around, not knowing what to do and scratching their heads… Maybe by doing so I can convince at least one Salvatore to just give up on her and move on. Perhaps join you in New Orleans. Damon loves New Orleans.”
“I can’t have another homicidal maniac running around the city.”
“What? Kol’s a changed man!” Bella laughed. “Besides, like it or not, Damon and Stefan are family.”
“Bella, I’ve entertained your crazy idea for too long, this simply can’t happen,” Klaus said angrily. “Perhaps it’s highly moral of me and as much as I’d like to see everyone in town scratch their heads and all, this is madness. Elena Gilbert is off limits.”
She looked at Silas and shrugged. “Fine. I guess all you need now is the cure, right, Silas? You’re going to take the cure, get Amara back, get rid of The Other Side and resurrect a lot of supernatural people. It’s likely that half of them are enemies of Klaus, but why not? It’s not like all of that can be avoided by one teensy transferring spell, can’t it?”
“Perhaps you should choose a different person, maybe that would please him,” Silas suggested, sensing the unease Klaus had with Bella’s choice.
“Fine. Katherine will do. Where is that bitch?”
“The bitch is here, what do you want?” Katherine’s voice sounded and Bella looked over her shoulder to see Elijah, Rebekah and Katherine walk into the room. “What’s Stefan doing here with that creepy statue of Elena? Did you make it, Klaus?”
“Katherine will do, indeed,” Klaus sneered.
“Don’t think for a moment that I’m enjoying my time here, Klaus, I have better things to do. I’m only here because of Elijah,” Katherine crossed her arms over her chest and nodded towards him. “He has the cure.”
“Oh, good, then he can give it to Silas, that way I won’t have to pull a rabbit out of my ass,” Bella smiled sweetly as she looked at Elijah. “Be a dear and hand it over?” Bella held out her hand for the cure.
“Well, actually, my sister wants to become a human again,” Elijah said amused as he nodded towards Rebekah. “I figured I’d give her the opportunity to show me that she can live a full day without any vampiric interference.”
“Hand me the cure, Elijah, don’t make me ask you again because I will turn you into that stag again and I will ransac your pockets. Who knows what I’ll find?”
“No!” Rebekah objected, clearly hurt. “You promised, Elijah, I would get my chance.”
Elijah sighed as he didn’t take his eyes off of Bella. He knew that he couldn’t refuse her because she’d do exactly as she said. Besides, Rebekah would be incapable of living as a human for a day, she loved being a vampire too much. “My dearest Rebekah, I never believed you could live as a human for one day, I merely wanted to entertain myself,” he said as he handed the cure to Bella.
“You wanker!” Rebekah cried out as she stabbed him in the back with a silver dagger laced with white oak. When Elijah’s dessicated body hit the floor, she kicked him for good measure before composing herself and looked at her brothers and their guest. “He deserves a timeout.” When Katherine made a move to remove that dagger, Rebekah stepped in front of her, vamp face out. “Don’t even think about it. If I can’t get what I want, neither will you.”
Klaus merely smiled widely as he watched Silas eagerly knock back the cure. Klaus had taught his sister well, although a dagger to the back was quite disrespectful – on top of that, Elijah didn’t like to sleep on his stomach. Did he really have to undagger him only to dagger his brother properly? No. He did not. Elijah had this coming. Much to his own dismay, Rebekah felt remorse, of course she did, and removed the dagger from their brother.
It didn’t take long for Elijah to come back to his senses and to his feet, angrily looking at his sister. “Do not do that again.”
“Bite me, brother.”
Silas pulled Katherine towards him with his magic and grinned, loving the fact that the cure had actually worked, before breaking the vase next to him and cutting his own hand, holding it up against Amara’s stone mouth. She was going to have the cure inside of her immediately once she would find the strength to drink and he had to work fast. He used a simple transfer spell to make Katherine the new anchor, it wasn’t that hard seeing as she was Amara’s doppelganger, and released Katherine the moment it had been done.
Amara fell into his arms with a sigh of relief, clinging onto him for dear life. “Silas,” she breathed.
“Hello, my love,” he tenderly said as he pushed her hair out of her face.
“What the hell just happened?” Katherine demanded as she looked at Amara in shock, before looking at Bella. “The fuck just happened?”
“You’re the one holding the Other Side together now,” Silas quietly replied, lost in Amara’s eyes. “Every supernatural being that dies will pass through you to get there.”
“Well that’s bullshit. Fix me,” she then turned to Elijah, anger written all over her face. “Did you know about this? First we can’t use the cure on your brother or your sister, and now you’re allowing this to happen?”
Elijah thought for a moment, knowing that the whole situation was out of his hands, especially when it came to Bella; there was no use to fight her. Despite Bella having fun with her powers didn’t mean that she could use them for destruction. He wasn’t ashamed to admit that he was afraid of her, but he knew he wasn’t the only one. Perhaps the only one who wasn’t afraid of her was his brother Kol; but that was only because of his relationship with her. “Think of it this way, Katerina,” he eventually said quietly. “You’ll be safe from Niklaus for the rest of your days; he wouldn’t want our mother and father escape the other side.”
Katherine let out a cry of frustration before stomping off, finding some place in the house to cool off and plot her revenge. She was going to kill Bella. Oh, she so totally was.
“I think we should give the lovebirds some space, 2000 years apart is a very long time,” Bella said as she looked at Silas and Amara, both were lovingly staring each other in the eyes and it made her throw up a little in her mouth. Not because it was so over the top, but mainly because it were the original Stefan and Elena and that was just a trainwreck.
“No,” Silas said, breaking eye contact with Amara and looking straight at her. “Amara and I wish to die and spend the rest of eternity together. You said you could help us without taking down the Other Side.”
“Yes, please,” Amara begged. “Haven’t Silas and I not suffered enough?”
“I’m going to vomit,” Kol muttered, uneasily shifting on his feet, much like Klaus was.
“I know, I said I could help and I can,” Bella slowly nodded, knowing full well that she couldn’t grant them their wish of dying. Of moving on. She could, but she didn’t want to kill two perfectly healthy people. No matter how much of a headache Silas had been for her family. “And I will, but at least spend a few hours together like this. Talk to each other. Enjoy each other’s company for awhile. I’m sure there’s a room in this house Klaus could sacrifice for a night. We’ll talk more tomorrow.”
“You’d better not be pulling a fast one, Bella Swan,” Silas’ voice was dripping with venom as he lifted the lithe Amara into his arms. “Because immortal or not, I could make your life—”
“I suggest not to threaten me, thanks,” Bella countered. “I have been nothing but kind to you and your plight. I am the reason you two are currently reunited. Find a room, enjoy each other. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
They watched the two walk off and Bella was just about to get herself a drink when Henrik shimmered into the room. “Oh no, come on, leave me alone for just one day.”
“They’re in this house. They will kill my family,” Henrik said, arms crossed over his chest. “They need to leave.”
“They won’t do anything, I promise.”
“I don’t like you.”
“Who is she talking to?” Rebekah questioned Kol and Nik, who both rolled their eyes and walked to the nearest table to pour themselves a drink. “Nik!”
“Long story,” Klaus replied as he knocked back a glass of bourbon. “You don’t want to hear it.”
“They should, though,” Kol said with a shrug.
Bella narrowed her eyes on the boy, who was now holding a heavy marble bust Klaus had placed in the room. “Don’t you dare.”
“Get the evil out of this house and leave.”
“Why won’t you leave!” Bella erupted as she tried to grab the bust. “Give that to me.”
Elijah watched as Bella was fighting an invisible force who was holding a bust. Niklaus and Kol were bored, almost as if they’d seen this happen before. “I think that an explanation is in order, Niklaus.”
Kol turned around in time to see Bella fly across the room followed by the bust. She hit the small chest of drawers full on and ducked to avoid the bust hitting her head. Bella growled as she got to her feet, not showing that she was hurt, but she seriously had enough. “Henrik Mikaelson, you are going too far. I’m not hurting your family, but you are hurting me. Enough is enough. They’re more than capable of taking care of themselves and don’t need you to protect them. Please see that and move on because you do not wish to see me angry.”
“Henrik?” Elijah and Rebekah’s heads snapped to the action. “Henrik’s here?” Elijah said confused. “And he’s hurting Bella? He was always such a well behaved boy.”
“Well, we’re not the same as we were when he died, either,” Klaus said with a shrug. “For some reason he doesn’t trust Bella and he doesn’t trust us to protect ourselves. This has been going on for days now.”
“Maybe I can reason with him.”
“Doubtful,” Klaus snorted.
“Our darling brother has been hanging around for quite some time. Ghosts and spirits feed off of the energy of the people they’re surrounded with; with us, he has a feast due to our immortality and the magic running through our veins. Not to mention Bella’s energy. He’s never moved on after his death and wants to look out for us – sort of like a caretaker. He wants to protect us and sees Bella as the enemy,” Kol explained to his siblings. “Then on the other hand, there’s the throwing of things and his bursts of anger; typical poltergeist stuff. Henrik is lucky that Bella’s patient and that we’re all immortal.”
“So what’s it going to be, little boy? You want nice Bella, or severely annoyed Bella?” Bella said, still advancing the boy, yet slightly wobbly on her feet. Patient, my ass, she thought.
“You can’t hurt me!”
“No, but you’re afraid I’ll get your family hurt or killed and believe me, if I had wanted to do that, I would have done that already,” she tried to hold back her anger. “So, how about you shove off for a bit, think about your options and when you’re nice and want to move on, I’ll help you talk to your family before you do, how’s that?”
Henrik stuck his tongue out to her before he fizzled out.
How was she going to help this little boy move on when he didn’t want to do so voluntarily? The more she interacted with him, the more she felt that she wasn’t powerful enough to grab him and force him to move on; allowing this growing ball of rage to live on as it had was going to be dangerous. She could definitely feel that. Resurrecting him was also not an option because of this.
She had Klaus and Kol on her side already, both saying that Rebekah and Elijah were going to have a harder time with accepting the fact that the boy needed to go.
This was going to be fun.
“I don’t see why we can’t kill them right now. He’s a witch, she’s a human, easy to kill,” Klaus muttered during breakfast the next morning. “He’s been stirring up trouble and—”
“Who said anything about killing?” Bella replied as she buttered her piece of toast. “I promised them that they could spend their after life together and not separated by the Other Side.” Oh, she had thought really hard about this, merely because she had made that promise without actually having a plan. It was Kol who reminded her that she had the best way to fulfill that promise and at the same time to get revenge for what Silas had done to her family. To Kol. To Klaus. “Speaking of the Other Side, anyone heard Katherine last night?”
Elijah let out a deep breath as he put his napkin down on his plate. “Turning her into the anchor to the Other Side was a little harsh, wasn’t it? After all she’s been through due to our family?”
“Is that guilt, brother?” Klaus said amused. “I, for one, believe it was a great decision. It’s Katherine. You can get a lot better than Katherine as your lover.”
“It’s not—” Elijah scowled before rising to his feet and got ready to give a speech. “Granted, she can’t be trusted after she deceived us for so long, but we all got second chances. Third chances. Katerina is turning over a new leaf and she’s shown that by making sure we had the cure. In exchange for her freedom. In exchange for—”
“Oh, get off it, Elijah,” Rebekah rolled her eyes at him. “Katherine is a conniving little bitch, just like all the other doppelgangers and she’s been playing you both for years. Do you honestly believe her so called feelings for you are real? She’s the female version of Niklaus, she even said so herself. They manipulate, they punish, they control. They share the same thirst of power and you know why? Because they feel alone.”
“Niklaus has changed since Myriam came into his life. Kol has changed since he met Bella, why can’t Katerina have changed?”
“Because for God’s sake, Elijah, Katherine gets off on fucking with your head. Honestly, if she’d been so afraid of Niklaus during the time she was running from him, she’d have killed herself. But she didn’t. And you know why? She wants to live. Katherine doesn’t want to die so instead she’s doing everything in her power to make sure that she stays alive. If that means hanging out with your self-righteous ass, then so be it!” She fumed as she, too, got to her feet. “Besides, Nik and Kol only changed because they fear their girlfriends while you merely want to fix your broken little toy.”
“Niklaus has hidden Myriam from us for a long time and he didn’t change one bit.”
“This is not about me,” Klaus finally interrupted. “We need to take a step back and consider our actions should Bella not have intervened. While I am all for murder and mayhem, Silas is a bloody thorn in our side. Granted, we could leave and have the Salvatores take care of this problem, but I believe they’re not entirely capable of greatness. Unlike us, Bella wants to resolve things peacefully, and this is her way of doing it.”
“Well, I prefer not to kill anyone and to give people what they want,” Bella shrugged. “In a manner of speaking. I mean, I haven’t even discovered half of what I can do and it’s scary.”
“Yep, with great power comes great responsibility,” Kol said as he popped a strawberry into his mouth and leaned back into his chair.
“Says the homicidal maniac,” Rebekah rolled her eyes at her brother.
Kol coughed. “Excuse you, sister. It’s reformed homicidal maniac!”
“Well that remains to be seen,” Rebekah huffed as she nodded towards the doors. “Ah, the lovebirds have arrived! Breakfast?”
Silas leveled his gaze upon the vampires and Bella. “We’ve agreed to your stalling techniques, Miss Swan, we’d like you to stop it now and relieve us from our burden. End our lives and make good on your promise.”
Bella scowled as she took a sip of her coffee. “Who did you worship in your time? Hecate? Circe?”
“I did,” Silas nodded. “Both. And the sun god Helios, we all worshipped him.”
She sighed as she shook her head and rose to her feet. “Must be fated then that I’m the one helping you two get what you deserve. I can’t kill you guys because Silas would still end up on the Other Side. However, I can relieve you from your burdens and grant you peace. A transformation.”
Right after Bella finished speaking, she flew across the room, hitting a wall as she kept dangling her feet. “Silas!”
Klaus was quick to rush over to Amara and putting his hand around her little neck and Kol was smacked against another wall when he wanted to stop Silas. “Kill my love, Klaus Mikaelson, and I’ll kill your little friend.”
“She’s immortal, mate,” he spat at the warlock. “Unlike your girl.”
“I said I would help, not how,” Bella struggled to breathe. She inwardly cursed when she saw Henrik flicker into the dining room and see everything that was going on. He started to yell at Klaus to let Bella fight her own battles because she was the reason evil was inside these walls, yada yada yada. “Let go of me, I’ll help you right now.”
“You lie!”
Bella took a deep breath and tried to push Silas’ force away from her so she could focus. Immortal or not, she still needed to breathe and he was powerful. Bella knew that she was more powerful than him, but she didn’t want to test her own strength, not indoors. She always feared she’d break something when trying to do something. Even when she used her powers to nudge people against walls. They were nudges, not full blasts. Bella eventually managed to breathe normally again and even though she was still up against the wall, she was ending it now. All of it, and she wasn’t even going to explain it to Silas and Amara.
Focusing on the two, she started to visualize them as swans and made the thought grow inside her mind. Bigger. Urgent. Willing and forcing the original faces of Elena and Stefan to turn. Bella dropped to the floor the moment Silas changed into a majestic black swan and she was relieved that by forcing him to become something else, his magic was taken away as well.
“Someone open a door or something,” she muttered as she looked at Henrik, who was looking at her with a shocked expression on his face. “What?” Bella sneered at the boy while she allowed herself to be put back on her feet by Kol and didn’t look away from the boy ghost.
“A thank you would be nice,” Kol huffed.
“Yes, thank you, Kol,” she quickly said, validating her words by rubbing his arm as she held on to him. “Who wants to talk to Henrik? This little buddy needs to move on.”
“I don’t want to! I want to return! Like you did for Kol!”
“He wants to return and join you guys, apparently.”
“We already discussed this,” Klaus muttered after he had ushered the swans out of the window. “Too much has happened in the last thousand years since he was alive and while he’s still my brother, I don’t wish to be responsible for him.”
“I know,” Bella replied as she sat down in Kol’s lap, still a bit dazed of the smack against the wall. “But we haven’t given Rebekah and Elijah the chance to talk to him yet.”
Elijah sucked in a breath, not sure if he was ready to stumble into something new so fast. It remained to be amazing to see Bella wield her powers and for a short moment he had feared for all of their lives when Silas seemed to snap. “I’m certain that between all of us we could take care of our baby brother if he wishes to return?”
Klaus rolled his eyes. “Do you honestly wish for him to return? Elijah, we’re monsters. Deadly beasts with emotions as fragile as a hair. If we lose ourselves for only a second, we could kill him and I’m certainly not willing to turn him at this age.” Granted, he, Kol and Bella had discussed this already; allowing their siblings to come to the same conclusions as they had, but he already knew it was going to be impossible for Bella to resurrect Henrik. According to her, he felt different.
“Nik, he’s our brother,” Rebekah replied. “Doesn’t he deserve another chance, like Kol has had?”
“And it’s your fault he’s dead in the first place, Niklaus!” Elijah countered passionately. “You always drone on about family first. Family. You’ve kept us in boxes, so afraid you’d lose us and you don’t wish for Henrik to return? We have the opportunity to reunite with our youngest sibling! We should take advantage of that!”
Bella could feel Kol tense up underneath her and looked at him, gently caressing his cheek with her hand. “Shh,” she whispered and softly kissed his cheek. “Let the big boys fight this out, you can beat up Elijah later.”
“You are correct, brother mine,” Klaus said, once again getting up from his chair, rising and making himself appear taller than Elijah and his sister; a tactic that had always worked so well. “It is my fault that Henrik’s dead and I shall have to live with that guilt for as long as I shall live, like I have done up until this day. Bella allowed me to speak to him, and I profusely apologized to the boy, asking for his forgiveness, which I thankfully received so that makes my guilt a bit less heavy,” he continued as he advanced at his siblings, anger bubbling underneath his skin. “Do you believe he’d flourish in this modern day and age? After all that we’ve been through, all the enemies we’ve gathered? They could use him against us, Elijah.”
“We can protect him.”
Klaus let out a snort. “You two were so against me taking in Marcel, raising him as one of our own, teaching him all that I could…” He then pointed at Elijah. “Until you started to mess with his education it all went well! But that was Marcel. Family, sure, but not by blood. Henrik will be a completely different story and I am sorry, Elijah, but I can’t have you screw him over as well.”
“Niklaus, I believe we both have a vastly different memory of that time.”
“Oh please, your constant bickering and fighting didn’t do Marcel any good, you both twisted his mind and manipulated him. In fact you and Nik were constantly at odds with each other that Nik undaggered Kol out of spite to raise some hell and rebel against you, Elijah. But it took a whole tenement building and a bloody Hamlet for the both of you to decide to box him in favor of Marcel!” Rebekah shot at Elijah, but also directing it towards Niklaus.
“Kol, say something,” Elijah urged him.
“Why should I, brother?” Kol said, still his hands tightly fisted in Bella’s lap. “All I can see is history repeating itself. I’m with Nik on this. There is no place for another sibling in our midst.”
“Why are you so mean!” Henrik screeched. “It’s your fault! It’s your bloody fault!” He directed that at Bella before flinging something heavy at her.
Kol caught the vase with ease and set it down in front of Bella. “He’s a menace. The two of you will fawn over him and make him even worse, turn him into a spoilt brat while me and Nik will be on the sidelines watching because you two don’t trust us enough to do good. Not that I’m planning to stick around, anyway, I promised Bella to show her the world, but you’ll be left with Nik and even though Myriam is more than capable of making sure he doesn’t do anything rash, you just know that history will repeat itself. Henrik needs a mother. A father. Not his deranged siblings.”
“Speaking of which,” Klaus punched Elijah, hard. “Just because we have someone in our family that can do the most wondrous of things, doesn’t mean we will use her. That we’ll force her to use her gifts for us and if she’s not cooperating that we’ll torture obedience from her. Bella’s a lovely girl who’s been nothing but kind and a good influence on our previously untamable brother. We shall not use her as an opportunity. As an object. As one of our array of powerful beings,” he spat. “She makes the decisions, not Kol. Not I, and certainly not you. We should feel honored that she’s giving us the chance to discuss Henrik’s possible resurrection amongst ourselves, but I have a feeling that she’s already made up her mind.”
Kol visibly relaxed as he let out a breath. Bella was smiling proudly at the hybrid before she beamed up at Kol. “Told you.”
Kol returned the smile she gave him. “What’s your verdict on our baby brother then?”
“I know how much you all want to see him again, no matter what has been said just now. But unlike with Kol, I don’t sense anything about him that could make me bring him back. There’s nothing there but an intelligent, angry young boy who thinks nothing has changed. That it will be alright once he’s back, but it won’t be. When I spoke to Kol when he was a ghost, I could feel his potential and which is why I had him peel back layer upon layer of his emotions, his feelings, to show him that. I can’t do that with the boy. Nor do I want to. You all have a wonderful life at this point; there’s nothing threatening your way of life and you can finally enjoy it again now that Silas has been taken care of. Now that the Other Side is still intact. Why bring in a complication?”
“He’s our brother, Bella,” Rebekah growled.
“I know he is, but I just told you that I can’t. Even if I wanted to, I can’t. I can’t even forcibly move him on and will have to ask for reinforcements.”
“Do you have to do that?” Rebekah asked, her demeanor suddenly small, scared, sad. “I mean, what’s the harm in him lingering around here? He’s been here for a thousand years and now he finally has someone he can talk to and—”
“Sister,” Kol said calmly. “Henrik has been a spirit for so long, he’s died, he’s gone. He’s bound to the Earth because he failed to move on by himself. I believe he only got back to life, sort to speak, because we are all here. Because we’re back where we left him. He feeds off of our energy to be here, to interact, to throw things at Bella because he doesn’t like her. He’s afraid, he worries about us and wants to protect us.”
“And what’s wrong with that, Kol?” Rebekah shot at him. “What’s so wrong about having a spirited family member?”
“Because we are created by magic, and leaving him exposed long enough, Henrik could turn into a bloody menace and terrorize everything and everyone. Had we been anything other than vampires or immortal, Henrik would have made us feel drained and exhausted due to his energy sucking to remain here. Should he stay here, we’ll eventually move on, he’ll be unable to communicate with us and he’ll flicker out again until we come back. It’s much better for him to leave this place and go elsewhere where he can be taken care of properly. He doesn’t mean well, despite what he’s saying, despite of who he was. Now, I’ve seen Bella help out a lost spirit or two on our travels and they weren’t quite the hassle as Henrik is. As much as I like the idea of Henrik always being here for us, it’s wrong and potentially catastrophic.” Why did it feel like he was repeating himself over and over like a broken record?
“Who cares? We’re immortals,” Rebekah sighed. “Come on, don’t be such a party pooper, Kol.”
“Rebekah…”
“No, it’s alright,” Bella said as she shrugged. “For what it’s worth, it’s best to remove him from the limbo that he is in now, he’s alone. Should he move on, he could reunite with long lost relatives, like an aunt or uncle or grandparents, who knows? Not me, but hey, at least it’s worth a shot. If the majority of you wants him to continue to be alone, then so be it.”
“But like you said, he’s looking out for us!”
“Rebekah, you’re vampires. You don’t need to be looked after,” Bella said with a slight chuckle. “Besides, Henrik might think he’s doing the right thing, but he’s not. He can become stronger and stronger and then decide to experiment on taking over people; possess them and hurt them. Get those people killed or do harm himself while in said body. It’s fine!”
“They don’t want me to leave!” Henrik laughed as he danced around the room. “So that’s you leaving?”
Both Elijah and Klaus had gone quiet during this discussion with Rebekah, and Bella knew that Klaus was on her side. They had already discussed this. The possibilities. The only solution was for Henrik to be removed and forced to move on. “Look, I understand you want your baby brother back, but it’s simply not possible. It’s not good for him to stick around, either. You shouldn’t feel guilty for the life you have now or that he got killed. It’s all part of life and in the past, life was harder. His time was a long time ago,” she then huffed. “You’re freaking vampires, you deal with death of loved ones a lot. Get over it.” When both Elijah and Rebekah opened their mouths, Bella turned them into a stag and a common barn owl. “They can hate me all they want later.”
“I do believe that Elijah was on our side, Bella,” Klaus mused as he quickly closed the window he had previously pushed the swans out of so that his sister couldn’t escape. “You didn’t have to give them a time out.”
Bella ducked when Henrik threw a rather large buste of some sort of important person at her. “You’re a meanie!” Henrik cried out as the object shattered into a thousand pieces on the floor.
“I’m going to call my da– grandfather to see what to do now, if I even can get help,” Bella grumbled as she left the room to make her call.
“Hey Bells, how are you doing?”
“Great! No accidents so far!” Bella grinned. “How are you, dad?”
“We’ve been over this, Bella, I am not your father.”
“Force of habit.”
Charlie huffed in the other end of the call. “Hades told me you’ve recently sent some souls his way. I think it’s great that your big heart also reaches to the ghosts.”
“Kol told me that it’s what some witches – mediums – do, and I feel for them, there aren’t a lot of people who they can fully interact with. Which brings me to a problem I think I need Hades for… Do you think you could ask him to come down for me?”
“Of course I can! He’s been waiting for this opportunity, very curious to meet you,” Charlie replied cheerfully. “You’re not in trouble, are you?”
Bella let out a snort. “Nothing I can’t handle apart from this… extremely annoying little kid who I can’t help, but I have a feeling Hades might.”
“Very well. Word of warning; he is a bit of a flirt.”
Bella let out a snort. “I’m sure I can handle it.” She then remembered something and felt stupid for asking, but better safe than sorry, right? “Since he’s like… a God and all, does he require an offering of some sort?”
A warm, loud laughter could be heard coming out of Charlie’s mouth. “Sweetheart, I am a God, do I require an offering?”
“No, but that’s because you raised me and shit.”
“He’s our cousin, he doesn’t get shit.”
“If you’re sure.”
“If anything, he should give you an offering because he’s an Olympian and you’re more of a Titan than he is, but that’s a story for later. I’ll send him your way.”
When Bella hung up on her — Charlie, and walked back inside the room, she found herself being amused by Rebekah the owl, flying circles over the heads of her brothers, occasionally pecking at their skulls while she happily hooted away. “Someone’s enjoying herself,” Bella mused as she leaned against the doorpost. “Maybe we should keep her like this indefinitely.”
“She’ll hurt herself or worse,” Klaus said, his face saying he was pissed off but his voice had a hint of amusement in it. While he had gotten used to Bella turning people into temporary animals, it was still astonishing and scary that she could. “Is he still here?”
Bella looked around and found Henrik near the bookcase. “Yep, he’s at the bookcase if you wish to talk to him. I’m going to the kitchen and make myself a sandwich.” Before she left the room, she turned Elijah and Rebekah back into their normal selves so the siblings could continue to squabble while she was out the room.
Bella was slightly fed up with Henrik. With having to deal with Silas. With everything, really. She wanted to leave and spend more time with Kol. They had so much fun before they had to return to Mystic Falls and frankly, as strange as it may sound, the time with Kol had made her feel normal after the discovery of who, what, she was.
She was getting too involved in things that she should have stayed out of, again. But it was because of the people she’d chosen to surround herself with that she chose to help out. If she hadn’t, Silas would have done a significant amount of damage to not just Klaus, but also to the Salvatores – and it was still odd to call them relatives. Damon was still Damon and Stefan was still a jerk.
There were times that she hated everything she had learned in the past and wished that everything returned to normal; but she was well aware that if things hadn’t changed, she’d never have met Kol and wow, was that a deal breaker! She loved writing about bad boys, dangerous boys, who had a heart of gold when it came to those they loved, always doing right by them and whatnot, and never in a million years she believed they were actually real. That she’d manage to fall in love with one and him falling in love with her.
She hopped on the counter as she munched on her sandwich and thought about what she and Kol were going to do next; likely Disney or to Los Angeles and soak up the sun. Or maybe, finally introduce him to her parents. Formally. Like… “This is my boyfriend,” or something like that. Charlie knew, but still.
“So, Nik wants us to go to New Orleans with him,” Kol said as he walked into the kitchen, an excited puppy look on his face. “It’s been so long since I’ve been there and I’m pretty sure you’re going to like it as well. The witch community is extensive there and they always liked me.”
Kol had told her about how his family shaped New Orleans, helped building it from the ground up and that they had spend hundreds of years doing so. She was well aware of how much the family liked the city, but she only saw one problem with it. “Haven’t we been avoiding cemeteries?”
“You’ll be fine,” Kol laughed as he put his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. “Granted, they have more cemeteries than any other city we’ve visited, but—”
“How many?”
“I don’t know. 15?”
“You’re wrong,” Bella snorted as she took another bite of her sandwich, motioning for Kol to keep thinking.
He looked at her, not sure what she wanted of him as their eyes met. “Sixteen and I’m not wrong about that!”
A cheeky smile appeared on her face as she swallowed her bite. “You’re still wrong,” she sang softly as she wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him in place. “Have you forgotten the bloody history of New Orleans? Like… how many dead people aren’t buried in the cemeteries? The wars that have been fought, the serial killers, the duels, the people that have been left for dead in the swamps, the people killed due to natural disasters and never found, the —”
Kol shut her up with a kiss. “It will be alright, darling,” he assured her. “We’ve been to many cities where there are more bodies buried than New Orleans and you were alright there. You’re panicking over nothing. New Orleans will be a blast.”
“Kol, New Orleans is one big cemetery.”
He reassuringly smiled at her as he ran a hand through her hair. “You have nothing to worry about, trust me. If anything, the ancestors might be a little bit pissy for bringing someone who’s more powerful than they are into the city but that’ll all work out in the end, I promise.”
“But what if?”
“Well, if you do get into trouble, then that’s a pity. We’ll return to New Orleans once you’ve got that part of your gifts under control,” he said while he started to bounce on the balls of his feet. “But please, let’s not not go just because you’re afraid.”
Bella huffed as she ruffled his hair. “I’m not afraid. I’m worried that I might do irreparable damage or that I’ll be taken away and not allowed to return to you.”
“I won’t ever let that happen, I know where your grandfather lives and I’ll huff and puff against that door until he lets me in and get you back.” He kissed her again until a loud knock could be heard coming from the front door. “I think our guest has arrived.”
Bella sighed and nodded, but didn’t make any attempt of moving. Instead, she finished eating her sandwich while she heard Klaus walk to the door to open it. She hadn’t met Hades yet. From what she had learned from Greek Mythology was that Hades was one of the few who battled with the Titan Gods to end their rule, and when the kingdom was freed, he and his other two brothers divided their rule. He drew the short stick and became ruler of the underworld. She feared that Hades might not like her for that reason; she was the daughter of Circe, after all. And yet, Helios had managed to get Hades to the surface to help her out which made her believe he wasn’t that bad.
Kol unwrapped her legs from around him and pulled her off the counter as soon as she finished chewing the last bit of her sandwich. “Come on, chicken,” he said playfully. “It’s for you.”
Bella was surprised at the sight before her when they entered the hallway; she had imagined Hades to be an older man, much like Helios, but Hades looked like a young man in his late twenties. Dark and unruly hair, quite a lot of it too, dark eyes and a handsome face. If she hadn’t known any better, she’d have thought he was one of those emo punk kids terribly into bands such as Green Day. “Hi.”
“Helios wasn’t kidding when you said you were gorgeous,” Hades smiled at her. “I believe he was quite mild about that description, if I have to be honest!”
“Taken, sorry,” Bella muttered. “Nice to meet you, Hades.”
“Nice to finally meet you too,” he replied, a warm smile dancing on his lips as he walked towards her with an extended hand for her to shake. “I don’t get out of the Underworld much, but I’m hearing nothing but good things about you. Now, what did you need me for?”
“Is seeing and interacting with dead people normal for people like me?” It was out before she knew it. She didn’t mind her other powers, but this one was a big hurdle for her. “Or you know, helping them find peace and leave mortal world?”
“With a lineage like yourself, one of the cleanest of the bunch, I’d say, yes. It’s normal, but nothing you can’t handle, right? Otherwise Helios would have eased it a little bit for you?”
“It’s annoying,” Bella replied with half a shrug. “Sometimes Kol and I get wrapped up in… private things, and then we get interrupted. Or rather, I get interrupted.”
“Well, at least you’ve got it more under control now, you don’t send entire cemeteries to me anymore.”
“I didn’t!”
“You did,” Hades laughed. “And that’s okay. The Mystic Falls cemetery didn’t hold that many wayward spirits so I could deal with them on my own and didn’t have to awaken my staff.” He put an arm around her and walked with her to the sitting area, completely ignoring the vampires around him. “You see, the Underworld used to be such a busy place, with me having a lot of people to help me out when Charon brought the dead to me. Lots of different areas to store souls as well. The Elysian Fields or places for punishment… Heaven or Hell, is what you know it as now, I believe, but there were at least seven places to direct souls to. It was quite the work! Whenever you send someone to me, I either keep them and store them away, or, when they’re religious, I send them to the heaven of their choice. My life hasn’t been this exciting for centuries!”
“But I don’t—”
“Yes, you do like that warm and fuzzy feeling that you get when you’ve helped a spirit cross over. It’s a sense of pride and ability, there’s nothing wrong with that,” he zeroed in on Henrik and let out a breath. “Oh, I see. You need my help with that one, right?”
Bella nodded and looked over her shoulder to see Kol and Klaus behind them, warily looking at Hades, who still had his arm around Bella, before she clocked Elijah and Rebekah, sitting in the chairs near the fire. “Henrik is their baby brother, he died over a thousand years ago and all he wants to do is protect his family of vampires. There’s no off switch on him and he doesn’t want to leave on his own.”
“Yeah, I see the problem,” Hades said as he looked around, finally acknowledging the vampires. “They hold too much guilt for him to move on, to be loosened from this Earth for you to ‘turn that off switch’ for him. I sense that they do know it’s best for all and him if he gets what he deserves, but they still feel that guilt and the little one is feeding off from that. He’s stuck in his beliefs that he does need to protect his siblings from outside forces like yourself and nothing can shake him out of it. It’s a good thing you’ve asked Helios for my help, if you’d have left this boy to roam for longer, he could have gotten so bad to the point where he could take out this entire village. You could imagine him becoming a supernova and blow up; taking everything with him.”
“How’s that possible?”
“It’s not the boy’s fault, not at all, it’s your vampire friends. Their magic. Their guilt. Their emotional ties to this boy. It’s the price you pay for immortality and emotional instability; vampires aren’t known for their emotional stability.”
Bella held up a hand when someone wanted to protest out of principle. She was well aware of the emotional fluency of vampires, and Hades was merely stating facts. It didn’t surprise her that they made it hard for Henrik to be free. She was surprised by how quiet the boy was, though. Normally he’d have thrown a fit or whatever, but he just stood there. Doing nothing but looking at them. “But what of their enemies though?”
“No emotional bond, it’s different,” Hades said as he grabbed the boy with his free hand. “I’ll be taking him back with me and give him the proper care that he needs.” Hades then let out a snort. “Hel and I are due for a cup of tea.”
“Hell?”
“No, Hel. As in the Norse Goddess Hel. She has a realm called Niflheim where those go who did not die a heroic death or haven’t made any difference in their lives. Don’t worry, it’s not fire and brimstone or torture. I’m sure that she’ll appreciate you returning this young viking boy.”
“We weren’t really practitioners once we arrived in the New World,” Elijah finally spoke. “I doubt that Goddess Hel would want our brother.”
“He’s viking adjacent, much like yourselves. Hel will love the company,” Hades countered before looking at Bella. “You behave yourself, young lady. Although I have a feeling that I will see you around quite soon.”
“What?” Bella stammered, but Hades merely winked at her before transforming into yellow energy and swooping himself and Henrik out of the house.
“Is that it, then?” Rebekah said in barely a whisper. “He’s gone?”
Letting out a breath, Bella nodded.
“Well then,” Klaus smiled widely. “Nothing for us here anymore, let’s prepare ourselves for our journey to New Orleans.”
Bella walked over to Kol and let his arms pull her in. “Can we go home for the night?”
“We are home.”
“No, my home,” she said as she looked up at him. “At the boarding house. Just you and me.”
“Bella, the bed here is far more superior.”
“Then I’ll go by myself.”
Kol realized that Bella wanted to leave, she felt crowded or overwhelmed and her little house on the Salvatore property was her way of leaving it all behind, where she felt more comfortable as she’s spent so many years there by herself. “Okay, we’ll go.”
“Great! I’ll go pack our bags,” she said as she ran up the stairs, leaving the siblings once again, alone to squabble, as she realized that Elijah wasn’t far off of having steam coming out of his ears.
“She,” Elijah pointed out the door. “Had no right!”
“Wow,” Kol said stunned. “You meet an actual Olympic God and the only thing you can say is that she had no right?”
“Haven’t you been listening, Elijah?” Rebekah asked from her position in her chair. “Henrik could have ended up destroying Mystic Falls.”
“Oh, that’s complete and utter nonsense, Rebekah, and you know it. Henrik was a gentle soul and now he’s been taken to Hell where he’ll burn for all eternity.”
“Correction,” Klaus piped up. “Hades is taking our brother to the Norse Goddess Hel to be looked after; he didn’t say anything about actual hell. Correct me if I’m wrong, brother, but whereas Valhalla is the place where slain, distinguished warriors go, Folkvangar is where the regular warriors go and Niflheim or Helheim is where those go who have not been notable in life or death. The Norse didn’t believe in actual Hell, that’s a Christian invention and they borrowed the name from the Norse Goddess. I’m fairly certain that Henrik will be alright and in a better place.”
“Yes, now, stop being such a prick, Elijah,” Rebekah said, finally getting up from her chair and walking over to the nearest alcohol bottle. “Henrik would have destroyed your precious Mystic Falls eventually. Now, onto different matters, Nik. Are you really going to make me go back to New Orleans?”
“If it helps, I hear that Myriam has already taken care of your worries, dear sister,” he replied kindly. “While I wasn’t a fan of the idea, Marcel has been taken out of the equation. He’s not dead, merely… incapacitated.”
“I’m still not going back.”
“You, Bella and Myriam could start something of your own, outside of family business. A pet rescue center, perhaps?” Klaus said amused. “Or a perhaps a brothel?”
“With you as the main attraction, sister,” Kol laughed.
“To be fair,” Bella’s voice sounded from behind them. “I think that Myriam would totally rock being a madam of a brothel. Maybe we could do both! A brothel and next to it a pet rescue center!”
“You lot have the worst ideas,” Rebekah said as she knocked back her drink. “I will think about it!”
~o.O.o~
Bella liked being in her old home for a little bit. Stefan and Damon weren’t home so they weren’t going to bother her and Kol and after the last couple of days of having had to deal with Henrik and Silas, she welcomed the peace and quiet. Not that she and Kol got that much sleep that night. They quietly talked between make out sessions and the occasional sex to release the stress from both their bodies.
Kol told her all about New Orleans and the witches there. How they performed Ancestral Magic and how different it was from what Bonnie practised. How the Ancestors still wanted sacrifices in order to give their witches more power. He told her about the werewolves and the vampires in New Orleans as well, that, during the time that the Mikaelsons were there, that there was peace between the three supernatural species and how the humans were kept out of the loop. How humans were the most important thing for the city to thrive. And thrive it did.
Kol was all giddy to embrace New Orleans as his home again and not just because of the witches or atmosphere; it was a city that never slept, much like New York, but so much more exciting. Bella loved it that he was so passionate about a city, but it didn’t make her worry disappear all together. She wanted to be with him in New Orleans, but if it would prove to be difficult, she’d have to settle to stay somewhere where there were less bodies in the ground, much like the places they had been visiting on their travels.
However, she could be wrong about New Orleans as she’d been wrong about Salem as well. She and Kol visited Salem for the sake of history and it had been pretty quiet for such an infamous place and, for most of the journey to New Orleans, she held on to the fact that she could be wrong.
They were traveling in two separate cars; Elijah, Klaus and Rebekah in one car, and Kol and Bella in the other, as they had less space in the car. Despite everything, every vampire was opposed to getting a mini van to transport them all together. Kol was fine without the sleep, but Bella couldn’t help but to fall asleep for a couple of hours before she told Kol that she wanted to drive for a little while so that he could relax, much like how they’d do on their own road trips.
Kol took over again when they stopped in Birmingham, Alabama for some food and petrol. Bella had bags underneath her eyes and he was going to force her to take a proper nap on the backseat, he wanted her to experience New Orleans to the fullest once they’d get there. First impression was always the best.
He woke her up from what seemed to be a nightmare in Slidell, just outside New Orleans. All they needed to do was to drive a little bit further over the I-10, cross the bridge and they’d be home. Maybe it was better if she was awake for this. Bella would love the view over the water.
Bella grumpily chatted with what seemed to be a ghost, helping that person out, while they were having a coffee to wake her properly, but it didn’t end there. At some point it appeared that she was talking to at least ten of them before she got fed up, pulled Kol up and dragged him off to the car and told him to drive. Visiting Slidell was not in the cards any longer.
“Look at that view!” Kol said impressed as they were on the bridge into New Orleans. “Isn’t it astonishing?” He looked over to her, but she had her eyes firmly shut and her ears covered with her hands. “Bella?” He gently touched her shoulder but the reaction that she gave him wasn’t expected.
“Don’t touch me!” She cried out, wincing as she hugged her knees to her chest and started rocking back and forth. “Shut up… shut up… leave me alone…”
Kol slammed on the breaks and quickly turned the car around before putting his foot down so he could get off the bridge as fast as he could. He nearly lost control over the car when Bella cried out in pain, loudly, with an ear piercing cry before he could feel an energy emit from her followed by a yellow light taking her once again, away from him.
“Fuck!”
