She looked around. She knew it was a dream instantly. The dead giveaway was the Eiffel Tower she could see from the window. The lights lighting the monument. Would you look at that. It was beautiful. Just like she thought it was. There was soft warm breeze from the open window and she could swear she smelled the bakery downstairs.

Wait! How did she know there was a bakery downstairs?

Her feet felt cold and wet. She probably knocked over a glass of water. There would be glass shards. She quickly looked down hoping that she haven't already stepped on one.

Her feet were way too big. And way too male.

That wan't what disturbed her. It was the blood that spilled all over the wooden floors she was standing on. She wanted to turn around but couldn't. It was like she wasn't in control of her movements. Like someone else was driving.

This must have been one of Kol's memories. That was why she saw his feet instead of hers. That was why she couldn't do anything but what he did. She must have seen memories like this but it was never this detailed. She was never aware of it like at this moment. Freya did say they will grow closer.

She walked towards the window not bothering with being completely naked. Obviously, Kol was much more comfortable in his own skin, than she was. She looked out at the starts. And could actually see them. When exactly was this? She wondered. The colours of the night seemed much more vibrant than she remembered. There was a star or two too many. It was one of the most beautiful things she ever saw.

"Girl number four is still waiting." She heard a man's voice behind her. "You coming back to bed?"

"I am done." She heard Kol's voice out of her mouth as she answered him without turning.

"Well, then I guess more for me." Wait! What language was that? Spanish? She didn't speak Spanish. And yet.

"Just clean up when you are done." She still stood by the window breathing in the night air and now she was certain she could smell the bread. What time was it? Was it morning? It was still dark outside, but it could be early morning.

"I am not your maid. We ate her two hours ago." She could hear the man snickering.

"Careful with that tone, mate." She could feel getting irritated. Well, that was fast.

"Oh, come on! Don't turn sour on me now." He whined. "That is not how you treat a friend."

She turned suddenly. And she really wished she hadn't. She wanted to scream out, but couldn't. It was Kol's memory she was reliving. Nothing could be changed. So she could only watch horrified. The entire room was a mess. At one time it had to be beautiful, spacious with gigantic bed and blue bedsheets. The dark furniture contrasting nicely with the almost white flooring.

However, at the moment, there were naked bodies all around, blood stains and small puddles. And a very naked vampire still holding a body in his arms. He was young, muscled and with short buzzcut.

"We are not friends!" She hissed as she suddenly squeezed the man's throat. "You are a convenience. Be careful, it's easy to become an inconvenience."

She felt thrill run down her spine at the fear in his eyes.

Davina woke up, finally. She was in control of what was happening again and couldn't stop herself from screaming.

"What is it, darling?" Kol moved from his side of the bed they felt asleep on. She quickly moved away from him. The dream was still fresh in her mind. She looked into his eyes and all she saw was worry. How could a man capable of destroying lives left and right be also so carrying? How could the man from her dream be the same as the man in front of her? Which one was the real one?

"Davina?" Her tried again.

She didn't say anything but she looked him in the eye. Whatever he saw was enough for him to understand.

"So, it started then." He laid back on his back and run a hand over his face. "I won't apologise for what I did. You wouldn't believe, even if it was sincere. I know what I am and what I did. Soon, you will know what kind of a person I am too. All of it, the good, the bad, the bloody."

He moved on the bed and faced her one more time: "What I want you to know though is this: I will never hurt you. I will never make you do anything you didn't want. And I will always protect you."

With that he stood up and walked out of the room.

This had to come sooner or later. Kol knew that. And what he told her was the truth. He was a vampire. And any vampire that says they don't have blood on their hands are either lying or they are too young and stupid.

He also felt a bit guilty for dragging her down with him. She was still pure and innocent. Naive, really. Even after what the witches did to her. It was a bit like she was a cracked porcelain doll. She was still pretty as a picture, because the crack was so small that if you looked just right, it wasn't even there.

But he knew himself enough to know that he would end up cracking her until all that was left were pieces. What else she could be once she saw every single one of his memories? Once she lived them like their were her own? While he got a memory of her dancing at a jazz festival, her face lit up with happiness, she got a memory of one of his bloodbaths.

He wanted to let his anger slip through. He wanted to smash things and destroy walls. He wanted to yell at the world and he wanted to squeeze someone's throat and watch the life leave their eyes. He wanted to tear someone's throat open and feel the warm blood in his mouth.

But he knew he couldn't do that. He already scared the girl once today. If they were to be together for what looks like eternity, the least he could do was try to contain his temper. It was about time he learned how to. After all, even Nik was trying to.

So, he did the only thing he still allowed himself to do, he poured himself a drink.

Klaus looked at the sleeping form in front of him. Hayley looked so peaceful just laying there. He didn't even remember what it felt like to be peaceful. Did he ever even knew? They way he and his siblings grew up never allowed for weakness. Mikeal wouldn't have it. Even Rebecca had to be tough.

His daughter would not know any of that. He wouldn't be Mikeal. And he would protect her from any of his enemies. Even his own family.

Speaking of his family. There was apparently his mother back from the dead. Again.

He walked over to Hayley and sat down next to her. Then he softly put a hand on her shoulder: "Love? We need to talk."

She squirmed but didn't wake up, so he tried again: "Hayley?"

She opened her eyes: "What?" Her voice was still sleepy.

"There is a situation we need to talk about."

"What now? I already admitted that it's better for her to grow up here. What more do you want? I am not giving up my people." she frowned.

"I don't want you to. In fact, we will probably need them. A war is coming." He didn't get to grow up with the wolves but his daughter still could. It was going to be a big part of her. "Esther is back from the dead."

"That's bad, right?" He almost forgot that Hayley wasn't in Mystic Falls when all the drama with his family hit the fan.

"The last time she was alive, she linked me and my siblings together, so she could kill us all. We are not sure what her plans are, but we know she is going to come for the baby."

Hayley's hand went automatically to her stomach: "Over my dead body!"

"We will do whatever necessary to protect you both. Kol and Davina already set up a protection spell around the compound. And Kol has one other witch looking for answers as we speak. All I am asking of you for now, is to forgo any outings."

"Davina? She is here? And helping you?" Yes, it didn't sound like her to Klaus either.

"Apparently, she and Kol got a lot closer since they both returned from the dead." Klaus shrugged. Something was nagging him about it but he couldn't point out what.

"Kol and Davina?"

"Surprised me too, love. Kol wouldn't tell us anything. He was secretive, even by his standards."

"Do you think it might have something to do with the way he was brought back? Did he ever tell you how he managed that?" Hayley asked.

"No, he did not."

How could he not see any of it before? His brother suddenly came back from the dead without any explanation whatsoever. And then Davina became his little helper in a matter of two weeks. They came back at the same time. There was something going on. Something his brother didn't want anyone to know.

That meant, he was either going to betray them or this could be used against him.

Either way, Klaus would not let it go.

It was time he and his brother talked.

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