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2015, May 25 th
New Orleans, Louisiana
The city was glowing under the moonlight.
She let the sound of jazz wash over her, a comfort she welcomed wholeheartedly. Thierry’s trumpet blended perfectly with the music from the street, adding intricacy to an already perfect melody.
She turned, staring into the center of the compound, where the man played expertly on the staircase. She could see her brother-in-law, Marcel, watching him with a fond smile, and hummed low in her throat.
“You, Sister,” a voice drawled beside her, “like that mans music a little too much. Should I tell Nik he has competition?”
Anna turned to Kol, a single brow raised. He held his hands up in immediate defeat, a chuckle showing he meant no harm.
Kol shoved his hand in his pocket and pulled out a bottle and a couple of joints. “Peace offering?” he grinned. She snorted, grabbing the bottle of molly and popping two before trading him the bottle back for a roll.
He chuckled, lighting them both before joining her in taking a puff. She snorted. “No pills?” she asked in a mocking tone. He gave her a giant grin. “I already took,” he confessed.
She snorted, shoving him as lightly as she was able. She continued to watch the floor below them, seeing Elijah and Rebekah joining Marcel in listening to Thierry. Bekah looked smashed already, stumbling as she went to sit on her husbands lap, her elder brother shaking his head in mock disappointment.
“The party hasn’t even begun, and she’s smashed,” Anna chuckled, taking another hit. Kol snorted. “She’s almost as bad as you.”
That earned him another hit.
She turned away, making her way to her and Niks room. “Anyway, Kol. What’s the point of being immortal if you can’t enjoy life to its fullest?”
I am a Page Break
Kol tried hard not to remember a time before his new sister came to them.
He remembered when she first appeared. She was a tiny thing, weighing no more than 110 pounds soaking wet. He was able to see her entire ribcage even through her shirt, and her whole face was so gaunt at first he thought she was a true undead.
He remembered the White Oak Steak in her shaking hands.
“I have to kill you.”
“Now why is that, Darling?”
“Because otherwise I’ll never be free.”
He remembered the weak attempt she made at killing him. She had the strength of an Original, and yet the stake never even pierced his skin.
“It doesn’t seem like you want me dead.”
“Shut up! I’m a Winchester , it’s my job!”
He didn’t remember why he did what he did next. It was completely out of character for him. But he won’t ever regret it.
“.…..Why are you hugging me?”
“It seemed like you needed it, Love.”
When his brother Elijah found him later, he was snorting lines of Angel Dust right along side her in the middle of a club.
It wasn’t the first time, and definitely not the last time, that he had partaken in drugs over the centuries. But he had never gone quite so hard before. Elijah seemed angry over it. In fact, to this day his and Annas relationship was the most strained of all those bearing the Mikaelson name.
But Kol knew if push came to shove, he would protect her with his life. Just as Anna would do for him.
Always and Forever, after all.
I am a Page Break
Rebekah remembered a time when she hated Annabeth Winchester.
She had tried to kill Kol, and then corrupted him even further than he already was immediately afterwards. She then, when confronted by the rest of the family, freely admitted that it was Esther herself who tasked her with their extermination.
She and Elijah didn’t trust her. They both thought she was trying to worm her way into their trusted circles in order to take them by surprise now that her cover was blown.
The girl was the definition of a druggie. And now Kol was following her footsteps. She had nothing against the use of drugs, but Kol was already incredibly violent. They didn’t need him to be worse.
And what annoyed Rebekah even more was that Anna seemed to have her brother on some sort of leash. Kol unleashed a lot less havoc after meeting her. It irked her that she didn’t know how.
She became increasingly more concerned the morning she walked into her older brothers art room and found the two of them fucking like rabbits on the floor.
“She’s just using you!”
“I think you’re just angry you aren’t the only woman in my life anymore, Dear Sister.”
She had wasted no time in attacking the harlot after that, earning her the almost boring punishment of being daggered for a week.
But then, Alaric was there with a white oak stake. And she saved his life.
“You know, Winchester? You’re not as bad as I thought.”
“Does that mean you’ll stop trying to kill me?”
“Baby steps.”
The day Klaus told them they were engaged, Rebekah decided she liked her new sister very much.
Nik hadn’t smiled like that since Tatia. She wasn’t going to ruin things any more than she already had.
And, yeah. She got her new sister to let her try some of her stash. She hadn’t regretted it since.
One made so many fewer enemies when one wasn’t as high strung.
I am a Page Break
Elijah didn’t like Annabeth.
He freely admitted it to all who asked, even his own family. He didn’t think (anymore) that she had less than noble intentions to their clan, but it didn’t mean that he had to like her.
It was probably the older brother part of him that was the reason, he mused. She had corrupted his two youngest siblings, getting them into all sorts of drugs that he had hoped none of them would ever partake in. He had fully hoped that for all of them it would have stopped at being raging alcoholics, honestly.
Marijuana, cocaine, MDMA, PCP; the girl was a menace.
Nikalus, thankfully, didn’t join his two siblings into the cesspool of illegal substances. He saw his brother partake in a joint every now and then, but had never seen him touch anything stronger.
He, unfortunately, could not say the same about his elder sister. Freya, upon joining, immediately decided that she was tired of being caged like a bird and wanted to live her life to the fullest. Elijah was simply thankful she was the middle ground of them.
So, no, he didn’t like his sister-in-law. And he probably never would. But she was family, and he always did say only one thing about their family.
Family is Power.
I am a Page Break
Klaus could count on one hand the moments of his life where he felt indescribably happy.
Firstly, the death of his mother.
Second, the death of his father.
Third, the return of his siblings, safe and sound with their parents dead.
Fourth, his beautiful daughter, Hope.
And, lastly, his Anna.
If soulmates existed, he was certain that she was his.
She was everything he ever wanted in a wife. And she had no issues with his past, or how aggressive he was naturally. In fact, she reveled in it.
“Are you bathing in the blood of my enemies?”
“Why? Does it bother you?”
“Well, no, but it’s usually metaphorical. I wasn’t expecting you taking an actual bath in my fathers blood.”
“Well, then you don’t know me very well. We should fix that.”
Oh, yes. He was absolutely head over heels in love with the woman.
And, to be honest, he was quite worried when they all found out about the baby. He was expecting some sort of backlash.
“So she’s having your baby?”
“I understand if that bothers you, but-”
“Elijah shut your trap. But honestly, figures we have one threesome with a werewolf and you knock her up, Nik. No more threesomes with the living.”
“... You aren’t mad?”
“Mad? Your mother turned me into one of you lot. This is gonna be my step child. Im gonna be the best step mom ever.”
She was well and truly perfect.