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Chapter 04<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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No words could describe the atmosphere of the French Quarter during the day. After walking around a little, soaking up the masses of people, admiring the architecture and even visiting a museum, she found a nice little restaurant off Jackson Square and had dinner. While the streets were relatively clean, some places smelled like vomit and piss – luckily for her, she was used to strange smells.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even at daytime, it was an experience. There were street performers, good jazz music and mostly everyone walked around with a smile on their face, which made it easier for Bella to relax a little. She was anxious to be on the streets, alone, but she had survived for 5 years without a chaperone, why would she still need one now after 2 years of living in safety?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She knew that behind most smiles there was a potential of danger, but why would her danger levels be any higher than any other girl by herself in New Orleans? It wasn\u2019t as if Cold Ones would swoop down from the buildings and find her, she\u2019d been lost for two years, there was no doubt that they had given up or at least given up on actively searching for her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella figured she\u2019d be safe for a good day or two without the protection of Myriam and D\u00e9bauche, before she had to start moving on or return home. She needed a breather, settle her mind again and start anew. Maybe find a self-help book in a bookstore and start eliminating the thought of her having a future with Klaus out of her head. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Maybe she should have told him how she felt about him, that she wanted more, but she\u2019d been too chicken about it and he had been trying to let her down easily. Maybe she had been a little mean to him when she told him that the next time he wanted to fuck her that he\u2019d have to pay for it, but she was hurt. She genuinely believed that he felt the same about her, or maybe at least a little interested, but he didn\u2019t. It was a simple school girl crush and she was 25 for fuck\u2019s sake. She\u2019d have to have a lid on her crushes like that. Or at least a filter and see past the rose colored world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On top of that, why would a guy like him like a girl like her? She was messed up. She loved doing what she did to earn money as that was the easiest way to get it – she wasn\u2019t quite in need for it at D\u00e9bauche, but what if she wasn\u2019t going to return? What if this freedom felt too good and she\u2019d need money? Shaking her head, she took a sip of her beer. Two years in safety had made her weak. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was going to live and that meant taking chances, even if that meant ending up dead. She could chance it and send her mother a postcard, but it had been seven years since her mother told her to run and never to look back. Knowing her mother, she wouldn\u2019t be living in the same house anyway. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella knew that without Myriam and Klaus\u2019 protection that she was going to end up dead soon. She was going to enjoy her last days on Earth and have fun. Surrendering voluntarily wasn\u2019t an option and she was certainly not going to do it. She was going to die with her head held high.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Or chicken out and return to D\u00e9bauche.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After dinner, she wandered around the streets a bit longer, and when night fell, she could see the crowd change. They were a bit rougher around the edges, stalking potential victims and Bella didn\u2019t like it much. She decided to visit a bar for liquid courage and Rousseau\u2019s was the first one she found.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Taking a seat at the bar, she checked all exits and found only one, which was the entrance. Switching seats, she made sure she had an eye on the door at all times and ordered a drink. \u201cAre you okay? You look a little frazzled,\u201d the blonde bartender said as she put Bella\u2019s drink down in front of her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI have some big decisions to make,\u201d Bella said with a shrug and took a sip of her beer before gesturing around the bar. \u201cI love the interior of this place. It looks like it took quite a beating.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, bars tend to,\u201d the woman laughed. \u201cIt\u2019s my job to make it look rustic enough without it falling apart.\u201d She extended her hand to Bella. \u201cI\u2019m Cami.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella blinked at that. There was no way that she walked into the bar of Klaus\u2019 friend, was there? Surely, in a town like New Orleans there would be more girls called Camille or Cami. And manage a bar. And be blonde and gorgeous. Would Klaus have told Cami about her? Not taking any chances, Bella decided to introduce herself with the name she usually went with while on the run. Shaking Cami\u2019s hand, she smiled. \u201cIsa, nice to meet you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe pleasure is all mine, Isa,\u201d Cami smiled kindly at her. \u201cSo, what big decisions? Anything an outsider can help you with?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s something I have to work through myself, but thanks,\u201d Bella replied, taking another sip of her beer and then sighed. If this was Klaus\u2019 Cami, then maybe she\u2019d be able to give her some insight. \u201cThere are several issues, really. One having had an immature crush on someone who\u2019s been my friend for a few years that I have to get over because he doesn\u2019t feel the same way.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, boy trouble, those suck. What\u2019s he like?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe\u2019s amazing. He\u2019s generous, kind, warm\u2026 But I realized that I let my own happiness depend on how many times I\u2019m seeing him and he hadn\u2019t shown his face for two months so yeah\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhy wait for him to come to you? Never thought about going to him instead?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She smiled at that. \u201cThat\u2019s against the rules. I\u2019m part of his life that he likes to keep hidden from his friends and family because he tends to live a high risk life.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, a bad boy?\u201d Cami smiled widely as she leaned on the counter. \u201cInteresting.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe\u2019s not a bad boy. He\u2019s just not afraid to make decisions everyone else is afraid of making and tends to alienate everyone around him with his actions, but deep down, he\u2019s not a bad boy. Hot tempered, maybe.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI know a guy like that. I\u2019ve been trying to get him to empathise more, at least to feel a little remorse about his latest actions that hurt a lot of people in his family, but I feel close to having him do that but there\u2019s something that he\u2019s hiding, and unless I know what that is, I don\u2019t think I can be much of help to him. He does like to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m pretty sure that having someone to talk to is a big help for your guy,\u201d Bella said as she took another sip of her beer. \u201cAnyway, mine is such a catch, but he doesn\u2019t share the same feelings. I\u2019ve had heartbreak before, but this is worse. And on top of that, he\u2019s best buddies with the woman I\u2019ve been staying with for the last two years.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, ouch.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBut seeing as I\u2019m probably not going to be alive for much longer, maybe I should just grin and bear it, you know. Have him on my mind when I leave this earth. Poetic,\u201d Bella mused as she downed the rest of her beer. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cami\u2019s smile turned into a frown. \u201cYou\u2019re sick?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTerminal,\u201d Bella nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDoes he know that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThey all do, which is why I was staying with his friend.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell that sucks.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEh,\u201d Bella shrugged. \u201cIt\u2019s okay. I\u2019ve made my peace with it. I mean, I could have died two years ago and then all of this wouldn\u2019t have happened and everyone would have been better off.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, don\u2019t say that, I\u2019m sure you\u2019re fun to be around.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd you\u2019re just saying that because I\u2019m terminal and a paying customer,\u201d Bella grinned and put some money on the bar. \u201cTequila please, and have a drink yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHa!\u201d Cami pushed the note back and poured the shots. \u201cOn the house.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, thanks but not necessary, I can pay—\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNope, not having it. So, now that you\u2019ve made up your mind, somewhat, maybe you can help me with my guy trouble,\u201d Cami grinned. \u201cHow can I make him open him up more?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019re a bartender, surely you have your ways,\u201d Bella said, gesturing to her drink. \u201cGet him drunk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, I wish,\u201d Cami laughed. \u201cMy guy has a high tolerance for alcohol.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, I know what\u2019s that like!\u201d Bella grinned. \u201cWhenever he came to visit me, he\u2019d down at least half a bottle of good bourbon and those bottles aren\u2019t cheap.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cami blinked at that before refilling the shot glasses. \u201cHuh.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIs he a uhm\u2026 creature of the night, perhaps?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBy creature you mean\u2026 what, exactly?\u201d Bella narrowed her eyes on Cami. Fuck, this was Klaus\u2019 Camille. She had to be really careful now, Cami wasn\u2019t supposed to find out about her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGigolo,\u201d Cami nodded with a playful smile on her lips. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, definitely,\u201d Bella raised her glass as if she was toasting and downed it. \u201cI\u2019ve met all sorts of gigolo\u2019s and I must say, he\u2019s been the best of them all.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAre you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMe? No! Oh, please no. Granted, there are some perks to being a gigolo but no. I\u2019m an entertainer and very much alive.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell that\u2019s good, did you ever nearly got killed by one?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella winced at the memory of James, even Jasper lunging at her when she had a paper cut. \u201cYep, you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah, about two months ago I was in the middle of a gigolo family feud,\u201d Camille said bitterly. \u201cMy – client – was pretending to be insane and killed his brother\u2019s lover right in front of him to please his aunt and then nearly killed me but kept me alive because I had to tell his brother that it was a ruse. Believe me, it\u2019s not fun to be in the middle of it all. His chaos, however, probably saved them all. As I was the only one who trusted him, his actions were met with a lot of resistance and anger.\u201d she then sighed. \u201cHis actions caused his entire family to resent him, especially his brother, and he, stubborn pig that he is, refuses to apologize because in his eyes, there\u2019s nothing to apologize for.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella slowly nodded. Cami was in the middle of Klaus\u2019 family, Bella was not. Was Bella jealous? Maybe a little, but getting hurt wasn\u2019t what she\u2019d sign up for. \u201cDoes it happen a lot?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, in the beginning of our friendship, my guy liked to erase my memory a lot as he didn\u2019t completely trust me, getting those memories back hurt like a bitch.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The rules were that their lives wouldn\u2019t mix, even Myriam wasn\u2019t allowed to be at the compound. She knew that it was for her own protection, but maybe Klaus lied to her so she wouldn\u2019t become another Cami. So that she wouldn\u2019t have to put up with more vampire shit. But he should have asked her, because for him<\/em>, Bella would have put up with it. Because he wasn\u2019t Edward even if he acted like him when he told her that he didn\u2019t think it would be wise to want for more. \u201cOh, damn,\u201d Bella sighed as she downed a fresh shot of Tequila. \u201cMy gigolo wanted to protect me from all the gigolo crap going on in his life.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhich is probably for the best, trust me. This whole gigolo shit is getting old, but I\u2019m stuck with it now,\u201d Cami replied. \u201cBut, since you\u2019re terminal and all\u2026 maybe you should go and have a chat with him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNah,\u201d she sighed again. \u201cIt\u2019s probably for the best. This way there won\u2019t be any hard feelings.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh no,\u201d Cami shook her head. \u201cYou should talk to him. What\u2019s his name? I\u2019m sure that I know one who knows him. We\u2019ll call him and you and him can have a talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Feeling panic rise inside of her, she shook her head and put money on the bar. She then grabbed her coat and bag. \u201cNo, I\u2019m sorry. Thanks, Cami. Good luck with your gigolo<\/em>, but I have to go.\u201d Bella then rushed out of Rousseau\u2019s and disappeared into the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

~o.O.o~<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI told you, Myriam,\u201d Klaus said into the phone as he walked down the street. \u201cYou\u2019re worrying too much, she\u2019ll return home eventually.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd what if she doesn\u2019t?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen I\u2019ll do everything in my power to return her to you,\u201d he said, still amused by the story that Myriam told him about Bella\u2019s escape. She should have bolted that window shut if she was so afraid of Bella leaving on her own. He thought it was ballsy and risky, but he couldn\u2019t help but feel proud of the girl. \u201cShe\u2019ll have two days of freedom and then she\u2019ll realize she needs to return if she wants to feel safe. You know as well as I do that she values her life.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m not so sure anymore after you broke her heart.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t blame me!\u201d He hissed into the phone before disconnecting the call and opened the door to Rousseau\u2019s for a chat with Camille. Bella\u2019s scent greeted him instantly. It was fresh, probably an hour or so old, and it seemed like she had spent quite some time in the bar. Confused for a second, he headed straight for his therapist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAh! There he is, my gigolo!\u201d Cami greeted him with a big smile on her face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Caught off guard and his concern momentarily forgotten, he didn\u2019t know what to say in return. \u201cYour what?\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She waved her hand and shrugged. \u201cA safe word when talking about people like you. You looked kinda intense while walking in here, thought I\u2019d diffuse the situation a little.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRight,\u201d he said, still a little confused. He stopped at the chair where Bella\u2019s scent was the strongest. Of all the bars in New Orleans, she just had to find Cami\u2019s. Maybe he could convince Bella to go back to Myriam\u2019s for her own safety. As much as he applauded her new sense of independence, he still worried about her safety – even if the threats came from the non-vampire community. \u201cWhere is she?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s who?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou know who I\u2019m talking about, Camille!\u201d He shot at her and pointed at the empty stool in front of him. \u201cBella.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUhm\u2026\u201d she cocked her head. \u201cI don\u2019t know any Bella.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t mess with me, Camille. Bella\u2019s a fragile young woman and she needs to—\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cKlaus, you have no idea how many people come to my bar on a night like this! You have to be more specific.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe was sat right here,\u201d he said, slamming his hand on the bar. \u201cThis chair.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh! Isa! Yeah, she left about half an hour ago after I mentioned we should call her— wait,\u201d Cami started and then stopped as she watched Klaus\u2019 face. \u201cYou know her?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Isa. She was using her old alias again, this was bad, this was trouble. Taking a deep breath, ignoring her scent because it drove him mad with worry, he sat down and gratefully took the bourbon Cami had poured him. \u201cWhat did you two chat about?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, that\u2019s bartender-client privilege, Klaus. You know her. From where? How come I\u2019ve never heard of her?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCamille!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFine,\u201d she said, throwing her hands up in defense. \u201cThe usual when a girl walks in by herself. Boy trouble. She had a big decision to make and she made it. I doubt she\u2019ll be returning to the friend she was staying with for the last two years, she looked like she was going to enjoy her last days on this Earth.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cExcuse me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe\u2019s terminal, Klaus.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTerminal? Really?\u201d He said annoyed. \u201cThat\u2019s what she said to you?\u201d Oh, this was not good and it was his fault, wasn\u2019t it? Was it, though? Maybe the event with that popstar had done more damage than he and Myriam originally thought and gave her a nudge. Which was also probably why she asked him about his intentions with her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe said she wouldn\u2019t be alive anymore in a couple of days.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s probably because when I find her, I\u2019ll force feed her my blood and kill her so that she comes back as a vampire and I\u2019ll spend the rest of my life breaking her neck over and over again!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cami huffed. \u201cPlease. You can\u2019t do that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWatch me!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cKlaus, didn\u2019t you tell me that you can\u2019t cure terminal diseases with your blood?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe\u2019s not terminal, she\u2019s suicidal. That\u2019s something else entirely and I\u2019m disappointed in you, Camille, for not recognizing that. What kind of a therapist are you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was surprised by his outburst and his obvious interest in the mental health of her new patron. \u201cWho is she? Why haven\u2019t you mentioned her before?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe\u2019s not of your concern.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe hell she is, you come barging in here demanding where she is! You made it my concern! Are you her boy-vampire problem? Did you break her heart? Klaus, I didn\u2019t even know you were seeing someone!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He let out a low growl in warning and downed his bourbon. \u201cYou don\u2019t know the entire story and I will not go into it with you. That part of my life is not your concern,\u201d he said as he got up from the chair. \u201cNow, please excuse me while I go and try to follow her trail and bring her back home. Kicking and screaming if I have to.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cami watched Klaus walk out of her bar and turned to grab her notepad. He was<\/em> going to talk to her about this and she was going to write down every single detail that she could remember about Isa\u2019s story so she could confront him with it at their next session. Had she finally found out the thing that he had been hiding from her? The secret that could help him with his humanity?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

~o.O.o~<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella had refused to go back to D\u00e9bauche and instead hid in a not too smelly alley as she counted her money to see what she had left and if she could afford to spend the night in a bed and breakfast or hotel. But it was late, so she was probably going to have the spend the entire night out. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was about 3 am, she had walked all over the French Quarter, just in case, to diffuse her scent. The Cold Ones could be tracking her by now and she made sure that she double backed as often as possible and made them go in circles if they had caught a whiff of her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Granted, her scent probably changed over the years as she matured, but it was better to be safe than sorry. She still had a few more days left of freedom and she was going to enjoy herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Just as she was leaving the alley, she watched as someone pushed a guy against a wall, softly talking to him before pulling a knife out of his pocket. She was not going to watch some guy get mugged or murdered in front of her, no way! \u201cHey!\u201d she called out as she picked up a piece of wood and started to hit the assailant with. \u201cLeave him alone!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe\u2019s a friend, don\u2019t worry about it,\u201d the man replied with an English accent as he looked into her eyes. \u201cNow, be a good girl and toddle off. Forget you saw my face.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe hell I will,\u201d she growled as she aimed for the vampire\u2019s heart but missed as he took the wood and threw it far away. \u201cYou will not kill that guy!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI can\u2019t compel you, that\u2019s interesting. Are you a witch?\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, I\u2019m a human and you can\u2019t compel me, that\u2019s right. You\u2019re going to release that man from his compulsion and I won\u2019t tell on you.\u201d The vampire knocked the air out of her lungs as he pushed her against the wall and put his hand on her chest to stop her from leaving. \u201cLet me go!\u201d She tried to knee him in the groin, but her attempt caused the vampire to laugh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAlright, little one,\u201d he said amused. \u201cI\u2019ll release him, on the condition that you\u2019re going to have a drink with me. Seeing as there\u2019s no bar open, it\u2019ll have to be at my new penthouse.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m not going anywhere with you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen I will kill that man,\u201d he shrugged and released her before turning his attention back to his victim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella let out a cry of frustration. \u201cFine! Fucking vampires! I can\u2019t escape you, can I? At least tell me your fucking name if you\u2019re taking me home!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, my apologies,\u201d the vampire said as he mockingly bowed. \u201cI can be so rude at times. The name is Lucien. Lucien Castle.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cImpressive,\u201d Bella said as Lucien lead her from the elevator to his penthouse. \u201cYou can overlook the entire city from here. Must have cost a fortune.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI had an in with the realtor,\u201d Lucien said as he closed the door behind her and took her coat and bag. \u201cPlease, sit. What can I offer you to drink?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSomething that will destroy my liver please,\u201d she muttered as she did as she was told. It was never good to upset a strange vampire. Had she known he was a vampire when he was just about to do whatever he was going to do to that innocent man, she would have hid and waited until it was over. Then ran for her life. \u201cI\u2019m Isa, by the way.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNice to meet you, Isa,\u201d Lucien said as he handed her a glass of red wine. \u201cI hope wine is alright, unless you prefer something stronger?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m still slightly buzzed from the tequila earlier this evening, but thank you,\u201d she replied as she took a sip from her wine and set it down on a coaster on the table. \u201cI know you\u2019re just itching to know why you couldn\u2019t compel me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve been asked this before, then?\u201d Lucien sat down in a chair next to the couch and smiled at her. \u201cI find it amazing for a normal human being not to be compelled. It\u2019s usually only werewolves and witches that have a resistance to it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s not just compulsion. My mind can\u2019t be read. It\u2019s a fortress up there, which is kinda cool, I suppose,\u201d she said with half a shrug. \u201cEspecially when dealing with the supernatural, then at least your thoughts are private and your actions your own.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAmazing. Truly. And are you sure you\u2019re just a human? No other powers that need to be mentioned?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJust human,\u201d she replied and then cocked her head. \u201cYou don\u2019t seem to be surprised by my knowledge of the supernatural.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThis is New Orleans, love, 75% of the people in the Quarter are supernatural.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSo what? You brought me back here to drink my blood? Which is fine, I just have to warn you that there might be vervain in my system, I\u2019ve only stopped taking it this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh no, no, don\u2019t worry, I will not drink your blood without your consent. I\u2019m a monster, yes, but I wouldn\u2019t want to hurt you.\u201d He sounded disappointed, probably thinking she couldn\u2019t be compelled because of the vervain. He looked a little bit freaked out too. Was it because she offered her blood so willingly? She decided to put it to the test.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou can have it, if you want, I don\u2019t care,\u201d she held out her arm for him to take, but all it did was having him push the chair further away from her. \u201cLook, I\u2019m sure you have questions that I\u2019m not willing to answer. It\u2019s 3.30 am. Can\u2019t I just crash on your couch for the night? You can have me all day tomorrow because I stopped you from killing that man.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucien blinked. This girl was either nuts or had a death wish, was she really asking him if she could stay on the couch in his presence? A vampire? Had his intentions been less pure, she would have been dead by now, wasn\u2019t she aware how lucky she was? \u201cYou are far too comfortable around vampires,\u201d he said playfully as he got up and retrieved an extra set of bedding from the other room. \u201cI\u2019d offer you my spare room, but my friend Alexis is staying in there.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYour friend?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMy witch. She\u2019s a clairvoyant. She\u2019s also known to help me stave off boredom every once in awhile,\u201d his smile had a certain kind of fondness. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, she serves me willingly and I pay her well.\u201d He put the bedding down on the couch. \u201cSleep for as long as you need, Isa. You look like you could use it well.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThank you,\u201d she said as she kicked off her shoes and covered herself with the blankets. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Frowning, Lucien shook his head. \u201cI was going to offer you my bedroom.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cChivalry is dead,\u201d she muttered as she moved a little until she was comfortable and passed out immediately as she allowed the sleep come over her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

~o.O.o~<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella was good, Klaus had to hand her that. He had been searching the entire quarter all night, her scent only leading him in circles and Freya wasn\u2019t getting anywhere with a locator spell. Neither did the witches of D\u00e9bauche. The only thing everyone could agree upon was that she hadn\u2019t left New Orleans. Which was either a good thing or a very bad thing, seeing as she could be dead. Then again, she\u2019d still have had vampire blood in her system.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was something that he and Myriam had agreed upon after having spoken to Bella a month after she had arrived at the shelter. Bella wasn\u2019t averse of becoming a vampire, she actually wanted to as it would make her less vulnerable, but both Myriam and Klaus wanted her to spend some time as a human who wasn\u2019t on the run, to enjoy life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella refused until they made a pact; Myriam would put a little of her blood in Bella\u2019s morning coffee from the kitchen every day and Bella would not try to kill herself. She was going to stay human for 5 more years. It was simply a precaution in case something would go wrong and Bella would find herself dead at the hands of a Cold One. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Should she have perished, she\u2019d come back as a vampire, ready to kick some ass. He wasn\u2019t that<\/em> worried about it. However, she could have been taken. Someone could have taken her and would probably wait until the blood was out of her system to kill her. They still had some time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And now, he was reluctantly having lunch with Myriam and some of her witches for damage control. \u201cWhy isn\u2019t the A-squad not looking for her?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBecause they no longer work for me. They received a better offer, one that I wasn\u2019t willing to counter because it was simply too much,\u201d Myriam said sharply, quite upset about having lost her main attraction at the strip club. \u201cI now have to hold auditions to fill up their spot at the club.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCall them back, I\u2019ll pay them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, come on, Nik,\u201d Myriam sighed as she tiredly pinched the bridge of her nose. \u201cIt was time they moved on anyway, the club was due for a lineup change.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAren\u2019t you afraid that they will turn on you now?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThey never go after former clients unless they have a very good reason. Seeing as I\u2019ve always treated them well, I have no doubt that we, and the secrets kept in this building, are safe. And if not, I\u2019ll sue the pants off of them because they signed NDA\u2019s when they started to work for me,\u201d she said smugly and took a sip of her coffee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd you know how I felt about that, love,\u201d he said angrily. \u201cThey\u2019re assassins for hire. Had they been truly loyal to you, they wouldn\u2019t have left, so I would not feel safe because whoever they\u2019re working for now, obviously has a lot of money to burn if they need protection. You should have asked me, I would have given you the money to have them stay or I would have killed them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cKlaus!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAs a matter of fact, give me their number and I\u2019ll hire them myself,\u201d he said smug as he took a sip of his tea and took a bite out of his toast. Myriam insisted on having normal breakfast when they were out in the open, it was a good thing that he had fed before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd then what? Have your vampires feel inadequate?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHope needs nannies.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHope needs her mother,\u201d Myriam countered sharply. \u201cYou\u2019re starting to sound like your brother, Nik.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSpeaking of my brother\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t want to hear this,\u201d Myriam shook her head. \u201cNope, not having it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sighing, he looked at her. \u201cLove, it was either you or allowing him to mess with the club and the shelter.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSo you picked me?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe wants to get to know you and I know how much you like to bust balls, so I\u2019ll set up a meeting for you two and you can sort it out,\u201d he said amused. \u201cPerhaps invite him to the opening of my exhibition in a few days.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She pointed her fork at him and narrowed her eyes. \u201cThat sounds awfully a lot like a date. You know I don\u2019t date.\u201d She eyed the witches as they quietly retreated from the table to give the two some space and privacy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s because you were sleeping with me. Now that\u2019s not happening anymore, I thought I\u2019d be nice and help out a friend. From what I hear, Elijah is quite the lover.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019re being an asshole.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell forgive me, love, I haven\u2019t had the best of days lately!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd whose fault is that, love<\/em>?\u201d she countered. \u201cIf you had just told Bella the truth, that you wanted her to be your girlfriend, wear your letterman jacket, wear your ring, all those fancy schmancy things, we wouldn\u2019t be in our current predicament of trying to find a supernatural girl that\u2019s more rare than your precious Petrova doppelgangers, would we? And like a fool, you had to fall in love with the girl!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThis is my fault?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOf course it is!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell she could have spoken about her feelings to me, haven\u2019t you even considered that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, sure, but you forget that she was here for a reason, Niklaus<\/em>. And the moment she was ready to open up, albeit making the mistake of asking you about your feelings about her, you make the mistake of sounding exactly like the douchebag that hurt her in the past and opened old wounds. Way to go.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe was fine!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUnstable! And now she\u2019s gone!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI told you not to coddle her.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd I told you, that I\u2019m not. I wasn\u2019t. I spent every day with her Klaus, I\u2019d see her at least once a day, I\u2019m pretty sure I know her better than you do. I swear, if anything happens to her\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI will feed you your own dick.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Klaus was quiet for a moment and both vampires finished their breakfast. \u201cShe never gave any indication that she was that bad.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s what she does. She escapes in fun, music, sex. Conversations about her are usually quickly turned around to yourself or she only shares half of it. She\u2019s a survivor, Klaus, just like us. We just had more years to deal with the shit we\u2019ve had to deal with. She\u2019s still getting used to the idea that other people care about her, despite her having an apartment of her own upstairs. She\u2019s not ready for the big world on her own.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen how do you know that her feelings for me were genuine? It could very well have been a case of Stockholm Syndrome or latching on to the first person who was nice to her.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Myriam nodded and sighed. She had thought the same way, but after some careful thought, she had come to a different conclusion. \u201cIf that was the case, she wouldn\u2019t have been brave enough to ask you about your intentions with her. All she\u2019s guilty of is self preservation. You rejected her, and she went in fight or flight mode. You were her anchor. Not me. You. Your absence in the last two months were hard on her too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Klaus huffed. \u201cWell, I was a little busy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI know that. She knows that. It\u2019s not easy being you,\u201d she countered gently. \u201cBut imagine being in her shoes for a moment. For months on end, you came by at regular intervals. You two had fun together. Talks. Sex. Silliness. You made her laugh so hard her ribs hurt. Then all of a sudden, you stop coming round. She felt rejected.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s just two months.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFor a human girl in Bella\u2019s position, that\u2019s a lifetime. And I know the rules. I didn\u2019t call you because that\u2019s not how we set things up for her, so partially, I suppose I am to blame as well.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow do we fix this?\u201d Klaus sighed. \u201cWhat if she\u2019s lost forever? What if she\u2019s in the wrong hands and they will take advantage of her rarity?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, then we only have ourselves to blame. But with the witches and Freya keeping a magical eye out, I suppose the best we can do is to take a nap and start looking for her again once we\u2019ve recharged our batteries,\u201d Myriam then smiled. \u201cShe may be broken, but she\u2019s got her smarts.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

~o.O.o~<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bella woke up to the smell of food. Glorious, belly warming food, and was surprised to find a woman sitting across from her with a filled plate on her lap and ready to dig in. \u201cRise and shine,\u201d the woman smiled at her. \u201cSlept well?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI guess\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s 5 pm and it\u2019s dinner time. Lucien is out for the night but you\u2019re more than welcome to stay if you need another night to crash. I\u2019m Alexis, by the way.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIsa,\u201d she grumbled as she sat up and rubbed her eyes. \u201cWhere is Lucien?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe\u2019s recruiting. His company recently acquired a big piece of the Bayou that\u2019s being overrun by some wildlife that needs to be taken care of before the company can start building there,\u201d she smiled gently. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, you\u2019re safe here and the food is good. I also took the liberty to order you some new clothes. For some reason the whole transient hippy style doesn\u2019t suit you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at her clothes and shrugged. \u201cIt\u2019s comfortable.\u201d There was honestly nothing wrong with her jeans and her t-shirt and this Alexis was being too\u2026 maybe Bella was too paranoid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGrab some food if you like, it\u2019s human safe, I promise.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m good, thanks,\u201d she said as her stomach rumbled. \u201cYou\u2019re Lucien\u2019s friend?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYep.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd you\u2019re a witch?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes. And a clairvoyant.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was quiet for a moment as she observed the girl, she was dressed in a skimpy dress, covered with a cardigan. Her hair looked out of control and she had a friendly expression on her face, but looks could be deceiving. \u201cForgive me asking, but you\u2019re a witch. Shouldn\u2019t vampires be your mortal enemy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLucien pays well,\u201d she smiled. \u201cLike\u2026 extremely well. He also keeps me safe, there aren\u2019t many witches that can do what I do. Well, not this accurate anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat do you do?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI tell the future, of course,\u201d Alexis grinned. \u201cProphecies, that\u2019s my kinda thing. That\u2019s why we\u2019re in town, for a prophecy that could end vampire sire lines.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Feigning the lack of knowledge, Bella forced herself to blink in confusion. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, that\u2019s right, I forgot, you\u2019re used to Cold Ones, aren\u2019t you? They don\u2019t play by the same rules, if they even have rules they live by.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow—\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Alexis merely pointed to her head before explaining the sire lines. \u201cLucien sired quite few vampires in his time as one. Should he die, all his progeny dies with him. Now, it wouldn\u2019t make too much of a difference in the vampire world if it\u2019s just his line and the lines that his vampires created. However, all vampires can be traced back to the original vampire family. The first ones. The Old ones. The Originals. And that\u2019s why we\u2019re here. Something big is going to happen and we have to make sure that no harm will come to those vampires.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe Original Vampires are here, in New Orleans?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLast time we checked, yes. Don\u2019t be afraid, though. Although they\u2019re ruthless, they\u2019re not as bad as the Volturi.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou know of the Volturi?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t be so shocked,\u201d Alexis laughed. \u201cYes, they\u2019re secretive, but when you\u2019re like me, you can punch through the veil of deception and learn all that is to know about the other kind of vampires. It also helps for safety, you know. A secure job. The more you know, the more valuable you are.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI guess,\u201d Bella said as she tiredly ran a hand through her hair. \u201cMaybe that\u2019s why I had so many clients.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI know things. Like\u2026 Isa isn\u2019t really your name, is it? Isabella?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s Isa. I go by Isa,\u201d Bella countered as she narrowed her eyes on Alexis. \u201cI swear, if you tell Lucien about this\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry, us girls need to stick together,\u201d Alexis winked. \u201cGo grab some food, Isa, we have a lot to discuss.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe do?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh yeah,\u201d she nodded as she took a sip of her drink. \u201cBecause I don\u2019t know if you know it or not, but you\u2019re no ordinary human and it\u2019s time that someone tells you what you are. I\u2019d rather tell you first than I tell Lucien so you can figure out what to do.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Looking over her shoulder as Bella put some food on a plate, she frowned. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLucien likes beautiful women, and you\u2019re certainly that. I told him this morning that you\u2019re in trouble and you\u2019re moonlighting as an escort from time to time. Don\u2019t be surprised if he offers you money to spend a couple of days with him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think I can. The Cold Ones —\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWon\u2019t be able to find you here. I promise. For Lucien\u2019s and my own safety, I always put up protection spells to make sure we can\u2019t be tracked. Now that you\u2019re inside this penthouse, you don\u2019t have to run anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She carefully put down the plate as alarm bells went off in her head. Granted, it wasn\u2019t something new; she\u2019d spent weekends with men before when she was on the run, for the easy money, but to have someone blatantly put it out there, telling her what was going to happen, was uncomfortable. It was Alice all over again. \u201cI don\u2019t think I should\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen at least stay, aren\u2019t you the least bit curious what I have to tell you about yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And then there was that. Was she going to entertain Alexis? She wasn\u2019t sure if she could believe her, but then again, she\u2019d been right about everything she said so far. Knowledge is power, she knew that. And if she was truly safe here, then she would live for a few more days, which was a bonus. Sighing reluctantly, she poured herself a drink and took her food and drink back to the couch. \u201cAlright, you win.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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