Chapter 14

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries or the Originals. I'm just borrowing.

Note: Previously, in "Magic in the Quarter," Amelia has a new vision.

Hey, everyone! I know that it's been a while since I updated (the last time being January 4), but I haven't been inspired by much. I've had an idea in mind for this chapter for a while now, but I haven't gotten around to actually writing it. No spoilers, just sit back and enjoy.


Sarah and Warren's Room…

Thousands of thoughts raced through her mind as Sarah watched the still unconscious form of Warren on the bed. She had given him her blood what seemed like an eternity ago, and yet, he hadn't regained consciousness. He was still alive, but out cold. She knew that Elijah had been angry when he snapped his neck, but to put him in such a deep coma? Apparently, there was more to the Mikaelsons than she originally thought.

As she continued to watch him, Sarah crawled onto the bed and wrapped her arms around him, kissing his cheek. She hated this, and she had one person to blame for it: her insufferable sister, and more than ever, she wanted to get revenge on the bitch.

I swear to God, if I get my hands on Amelia, I am going to drain her of her blood and then tear her body to pieces. Then, once that's done, I'm going to throw her to the gators in the bayou.

No sooner did she complete that thought than she heard a moan and looked over to see Warren opening his eyes. "Sarah?"

"Yes, my love, it's me," she replied. "I was so worried about you."

Warren smiled and kissed her. "How long was I out?"

"Several hours, though it seemed like an eternity."

"I guess my cousin was angrier than I gave him credit for," said Warren. "Though, I am curious as to why he was so angry."

"I think I know," said Sarah. "It has to do with my sister. He was under her spell, which was why he was so enraged. Amelia may claim that she's not as experienced with magic as my parents were, but I think she's gotten more powerful since she arrived here. So powerful, in fact, that she's bent men like your cousin to her will."

Warren shook his head. "No, that can't be it. Elijah wasn't under any sort of spell when he attacked me. He was acting on his own. I know that you want to blame this on your sister, but I doubt she was responsible for what happened to me."

Sarah wanted to argue the point further, but never got the chance because Warren silenced her with another kiss. Smiling against his lips, she returned his kiss and sighed into it as it deepened. She'd say this for her beloved, he certainly knew how to change the subject. Damn you, Warren, just when I think I couldn't love you enough, you go and make me love you even more.

After a few minutes, Warren pulled back from the kiss, looking into her eyes. "Marry me, Sarah."


"Marry me," he repeated. "I love you more than words can possibly say and I want us to be together forever."

"We never discussed marriage before," said Sarah. "I always thought that being sired to you was the equivalent of that, and I already vowed to be with you for all eternity when you turned me." She saw the serious look in his eyes. "You're...You're serious, aren't you? You're actually proposing to me, aren't you?"

"Yes, Sarah, I am," said Warren. "My only regret is that I don't have a proper engagement ring to give you."

"To hell with a ring," said Sarah. "I don't need a silly piece of jewelry to know that I'm going to be yours forever." She gently stroked his cheek with her finger. "The only thing I need is the love of my husband."

Warren chuckled. "I know, but I'm sort of...old-fashioned, being a Mikaelson and all." He sighed. "But, if you'd rather not have an engagement ring, then I'm okay with that. You know that I would do anything to make you happy, Sarah. I would move heaven and earth for you, if need be."

Sarah didn't know what to say to that. What could she say to that? Honestly, could this man before her be any more romantic? Deciding that talking was senseless, she pulled him closer to her and kissed him, urgency and passion behind it.

Mikaelson Mansion…

Caroline hummed to herself as she and Klaus relaxed in the parlor while Rebekah was upstairs showering. After what happened at Marcel's compound, they looked forward to spending some quality time together. However, they were interrupted by the arrival of Elijah and Amelia. Caroline and Klaus exchanged curious looks before the blonde vampire approached the other couple.

"What's going on, guys? I thought you were celebrating upstairs?"

"We were," said Elijah. "That is, until something happened."

"What happened?"

"I had another vision," said Amelia, answering the question for Elijah. "Now, before you doubt it, let me explain. I saw Belinda in a rocking chair and in her arms, she held two bundles. Mind you, I'm just as baffled by it as you are, but..."

"You had a vision about Belinda?" said Caroline. "The same Belinda that Klaus bit?"

"The very same." She paused a moment, allowing Klaus to approach them before she continued, "The bundles in her arms mean that she is going to have twins, and not just any twins, Marcel's twins."

"That's the most preposterous thing I ever heard," said Klaus. "I didn't sense any babies when I bit her."

"I know, it doesn't make sense to me either," said Elijah. "But, before you criticize Amelia for having such a vision, perhaps it's best if you look at it this way. Had you been able to sense that Belinda was indeed pregnant at the time you bit her, you would've had more to work with."

"You mean he would've gotten three victims for the price of one?" That question was asked by Caroline, who had been listening to this conversation and was biding her time before speaking. "I have to admit, that is a good plan. A bit more reckless, yes, but a good plan."

"So, what now, brother?" said Klaus. "What's our next move? We all know that Marcel isn't going to stay hidden for long. He's going to want vengeance for what nearly happened to his beloved."

"Marcel isn't the only one who is going to want vengeance for this." Amelia looked at Elijah. "Sarah is going to be out for blood as well. I believe you snapped Warren's neck before you left the compound. Given how strong their bond is, there's a good chance that she's angrier than Mother was the time she came home to find us levitating the laundry all over the place." She saw the looks she was getting. "What? Sarah was still a witch at the time, and she started the bloody thing by ripping up a drawing I had made earlier that day."

Note: Yeah, I know, cliffhanger, but I couldn't think of anything else to put here. Stay tuned!