// I miss these two.
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Klaus leaned against the counter of the bar he stopped to drink at. It had been a while since he left Mystic Falls and yet, he couldn't stop but think about that place. What could possibly make him want to come back to this place? Everything about the town irked the hybrid in ways he couldn't describe. He hated Mystic Falls. It covered his skin with goosebumps every time he had to think about it. This town was a supernatural hub where every enemy he seemed to have ended up finding themselves. New Orleans was another supernatural hub that Klaus preferred over Mystic Falls because he could at least entertain himself, but Mystic Falls always seemed to attract his family and ultimately him. What was it, this time, that kept the dirty blonde hybrid thinking about that place? Was it the presence of Mary? Was it the Witch's presence in there that made him want to return to that place? Or was it his promise to her?
What prompted Klaus to promise that woman that he would return to the old town? Klaus refused to dig deeper into his thoughts. He didn't know how to handle the fact he had met someone who defied all odds. Someone who didn't seek his company because she needed anything from him. She was strange, perhaps stranger than anyone he'd ever met in his "thousand years" life. She was supposed to be his natural predator, a natural enemy of his very being. She was supposed to hate his guts and wish for his death. It boggled his mind to have her feel anything other than the desire to kill him. After all, she was a victim of his rampage centuries ago. He slaughtered her family and didn't even remember the carnage he was responsible for. She should have hated him and she did for centuries until she chose to change.
She chose to transform the rage that was burning inside her into something positive. Who did that? Who did that? She truly didn't need anything from him. Immortality? she had it. Power? She had it. Protection? She didn't need it. No. She wanted his company and she clearly said so. It took him aback. It still did. It had been so long since someone ever wanted to know Klaus, the real Klaus, not the monster or the sire. She wanted to know the real him, not the Mikaelson, not the sibling of Elijah, but just him. How could he process it? How could he process the fact someone finally could understand him and felt like kin? Besides, he promised her that he would help her with his brother. He would put her to safety and if there was one thing people had to know, it was that Klaus was a man of his word and he would protect her.
Her face came to his mind, and flashes of her smile interrupted his trail of thoughts. How curious! It made him feel just like when she was speaking. Mary had the tendency to trail off when she spoke and that was something he thought both endearing and peculiar. Her face, her smile, her tears. He learned a lot about her and the fact she didn't lie and didn't hide how she felt was something he wasn't used to. She was his complete opposite and yet, and yet, his thoughts brought him back to Mystic Falls and to Mary. He wanted to see her. He wanted to meet her again. He had to keep his promise because he was a man of his word and... perhaps he wanted to see her again because he genuinely liked her company.
Where was the truth?
-TBC-
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