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[Rebekah's House]
Klaus appeared at his sister's home late in the afternoon, about to question her about the cure. Thankfully, he sent Silas to Katherine's way when he came knocking at his door with more promised suffering of the likes he had made him experience. He got no new news about Silas or the cure after that.
But as his sister was linked to the same mysterious possession as Katherine was, that stopped and ruined his plans, he thought he would find answers from her.
Or so he thought, as he never would have imagined the next scene before his eyes as he stood in the house's inner road that was between the piscine and the house. As he looked at the pair of women in scantily clad clothes sunbathing beside the pool in sun chairs while drinking from glasses that they had on a low table between the middle of them. The two were chatting freely and easily as if they were long-time friends.
"Well, well. Look at my surprise as I find myself, the two least women in the world getting along with each other."
Rebekah and Katherine stopped their chats after hearing the sudden intruder that appeared beside them.
Rebekah raised her sunglasses and looked at her brother. "Klaus, what are you doing here?"
"Klaus." Katherine greeted him as she sipped from her drink without a care for his presence.
Niklaus looked at Katherine with a raised eyebrow, seeing her unbothered actitude as if she wasn't worried anymore about his threat to her life. Nonetheless, he removed his sight from her and looked at Rebekah. "I'm not welcome to visit my little sister?"
"You never bothered, so yeah, what do you need?"
"Ah. That's the thing, sister. It isn't that I never cared about visiting you; it is that there was no reason to do so, as I know you were fine all along."
"Yeah, right. Keep lying to yourself with that, if that makes you feel at peace about being a horrible brother."
Katherine chuckled. "She is right, you know."
Klaus rolled her eyes as he took the bottle and smelled it before serving himself a glass.
"Yeah, go ahead." Rebekah mocked. "What is the pleasure of your visit, Klaus?"
"Well," He started, only to stop after sipping from the glass. "This drink, laced with blood, is actually quite good."
"Klaus..."
"I had a problem with the damn Silas as he came to visit me yesterday. And I obviously sent him into Katerina's way to look for the cure as I wasn't able to get hold of it to deal with him."
"Now, seeing dear Katerina being alive, well, and free here while drinking and having a good time with my little sister while sumbating, someone she detested all along and was angry for making her lose the cure to become human being friendly now like long-time friends, it makes me wonder what happened with the cure and the events during the time between yesterday when we met at my house and now."
"Rebekah and I are friends now, Klaus." Katherine simply stated. Then she looked at Rebekah. "Really good friends...Isn't right, Rebekah?"
Rebekah rolled her eyes at her way of putting it. She didn't answer Katherine's words; instead, she looked at her brother. "The cure is gone. Katherine destroyed it yesterday. Silas appeared at the prom and couldn't do anything to Katherine."
"Ah! I suppose your mysterious voice helped her? So he is strong enough that he can counter Silas?"
"Yes, he made Silas look like a jumping monkey when he appeared." Katherine chuckled.
"What happened with Silas?" Klaus asked, interested and eager. Hoping that he dealt with Silas for once and all, but also being alert to this voice if he could deal with such a dangerous man. He himself experienced the illusions of Silas that made him suffer without a way to deal with him.
"He left... Our tenant sent him on his way to look for another cure if he wants to complete his plans."
"He left? What tenant? Who is the tenant?"
"The one responsible for the mark in our bodies." Katherine chuckled, touching her neck where the mark was. "The voice we hear."
"Ah. And what cure did he send him to look for?"
"I don't know. He talked about a prison world and that the cure was in there, where his tomb was. Silas then simply left as his magic wasn't working against us."
"Alright, that solves the Silas problem for now." Klaus smiled. He still had doubts about this prison world and what it was, but the answer to how the events played out was satisfying enough for now, and Katerina didn't seem to know what that prison world was. "It deserves a drink to celebrate," he said as he took the bottle and poured himself another glass.
"Stop drinking our bottle." Rebekah chided, snatching the bottle from his hand.
"Oh, sister. It's just a bottle. Tell you what, I will give a few more later."
"First bring them and then we'll see."
"Now, my dear Katerina. What would I do with you, huh?" Klaus looked at her with renewed interest like an entertaining prey.
"I don't know and I don't care anymore, Klaus." Katherine smiled sweetly at him.
"What do you mean? You don't fear me anymore, now that your 'tenant' is protecting you?"
"Maybe I can kill you before he can protect you from dying."
"You can try, but I think you will not end as nicely as before, Klaus. Not anymore." Katherine smiled dismissively at him, not caring about his threats. "Besides, I tried to make peace with you, I offered in good faith the cure; all that happened after wasn't my wish, but Elijah, who decided not to give you the cure that was my peace offering, that wasn't on me."
"I know, but as you said, the cure never landed in my hands. So we aren't still on good terms, completely, Katerina."
"As I said, I don't care anymore, I don't need to fear you again." She shrugged him off. But suddenly she thought of something she learned not long ago.
"Careful, dear. Maybe someday things change again."
"Maybe I can provide a little excitement in your life, Klaus." Katherine looked at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. "I have something of great value to offer you, a piece of information that is even of more worth to you than the cure ever was, on one condition: I never want to hear from you again with threats on my life. Since then, we will be at peace."
Rebekah looked at her with a raised eyebrow, wondering what plan this mischievous little vixen was weaving now for Klaus.
"Oh?" Klaus's interest was piqued suddenly. "Maybe...depending on his worth...Let's hear of it first."
"No, that won't work, Klaus." Katherine raised a finger and shook it. "Regardless of what you may hear, we will be at peace. What you make of the information you hear from me is up to you—whether you listen or disregard it—but we will be at peace. That's the only deal."
Niklaus weighed his chances of trying to kill her against the value of this piece of information for a while before he sighed and conceded. "You have a deal, Katerina. We shall be at peace with each other after this."
"Now, be a dear and share the information that made me reconsider my thirst and desire to kill you."
Rebekah was a bit skeptical, but she said nothing.
"Deal." She smiled widely. "I've caught wind that there is a witch in New Orleans named Jane-Anne Deveraux plotting a move against you. Go and hunt her down as soon as you can."
"That's it?" Klaus looked at her skeptically as he couldn't believe he had accepted such a deal for that.
Katherine looked at him funny. "Klaus, what she has to say will rattle you so deeply to your core that chasing little old me will be the least of your concerns. I can assure you this is worth your time and effort."
"It's been a fun five centuries, Klaus, but I've worn down too many good heels running from you and I don't want to keep dealing with you. So, listen or not. I don't care. I fulfilled my part of the deal, and it is of great worth to you."
"Furthermore, I can guarantee that you will regret it for the rest of your life if you don't go. Take it as my advice as old acquaintances and possible friends once again from now on."
Klaus looked at her for a long while, but he couldn't decipher anything from her but her words were enough to spur him into going to check out what was happening in New Orleans. He sighed and gulped down his glass. "You are free of me, Katerina. I will stand by my word."
"Thank you." Katherina smiled, relaxed and freely as she gulped her glass, feeling the taste of true freedom and renewed control over her life.
"Well, I suppose I'm going now." Klaus looked at them both as he left the glass in the tray in the table.
"Are you leaving for New Orleans now?" Rebekah looked at him, surprised.
"Yes, little sister. The problems here are solved for the moment, and given that our dear Katerina is saying to hunt down as soon as I can this little witch plotting against me in New Orleans, it means that the problem must be of considerable consideration. So I will go now, solve the problem and come back to keep pushing around the little pest in this town."
"See you later to you both."
Katherine and Rebekah saw his leaving back for a moment until it became a blur and disappeared.
"Where are you sending my brother, Katherine?" Rebekah stared at her. "I may be angry at him and say that I don't care but I actually do for him and my family."
"Don't worry about him. He will be fine." She looked at her innocently. "I'm just pushing him to change, to care more about your family and stop being this pathetic, overly sensitive child that for centuries looked for affection in his own wrong way, hurting those close to him."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm sending him to protect your potential niece or nephew, Rebekah."
"My niece, nephew?" She looked stupefied in surprise. "How?! It shouldn't be possible."
"Let's just say that the werewolf girl, Hayley, turned out to be exactly what Klaus needed to turn his world upside down."
"He got that wolf girl pregnant? Is that even possible? When?" Rebekah couldn't believe her ears.
"I don't know the details, but according to the information I gathered from the witches, the werewolf girl is carrying his child. It should be possible because he is a hybrid and the girl is a werewolf, something like a nature loophole, as the rumors are saying."
"Unbelievable."
Rebekah felt a pang of jealousy and anger that Klaus could have what she had long desired without even trying. As the surprise began to wear off, she said, "Anyway, even if this child is his—which we don't know for certain—I think you're giving Klaus too much credit. I don't believe he will change or even care about his possible child."
"You're wrong. Klaus won't be able to walk away from this," Katherine asserted. "Even if he resists it at first."
"You think you know him better than I, his sister, do? I'm telling you, he won't change."
Katherine sighed at her words. "He and I are the same. We manipulate, we thirst for power, we control, we punish, but our actions are driven by one singular truth deep inside."
Rebekah looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "And what's that?"
"We're alone. And we hate it." She drained her drink and stood up from the chair, preparing to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"To pay a little visit to the Salvatore brothers for some amusement." With that, Katherine became a blur and left.
Rebekah was left alone with her thoughts. After a while, she got up and started walking to her house, her plump ass jiggling with each step. "Joe? Let's watch that movie now! I know you're awake already! Tonight we will have a movie night and then sex! Lots of hot sex."
["...Fine."] The young man wryly thought. 'I awakened a beast, she seems to have gotten insatiable.'
Rebekah's lips curled into a satisfied smile as she entered the house.
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