A/N: Hi everyone! If there are still people out there. I was cleaning out my laptop and I found this outtake for WoWY that I never posted. I'm not sure if anyone will want to read it or not, but I figured why not. Here you go!
WoWY Outtake – Alternative Ending – Human
Caroline's hands rested on the on her bump as she sat behind the wheel, waiting for the light to turn green. The rage was rolling off of her in waves and Elijah could feel it filling the car. He couldn't blame her. She was still dressed in her pajamas, a tank top and a pair of sleeping shorts, a wool trench coat pulled tightly around the empire waist.
"I could have taken care of this, Caroline. You should be at home resting," Elijah warned her.
"You got in the car, Elijah. You didn't have to come." Caroline didn't even spare him a glance, only turning onto another one of the winding Parisian streets.
"He called me, you just happened to be standing there. I was concerned and someone is going to have to compel the police officers to forget this whole incident and neither you nor Niklaus are capable of doing that any longer. Caroline, perhaps you should let me drive," Elijah suggested, watching her knuckles turn white as she gripped the steering wheel.
"No," Caroline said, forcefully. "I have half a mind to leave him in the jail cell."
"I don't think that's wise."
"I don't really care what's wise." She adjusted her grip and wheel as she turned up the winding driveway of the Sixteenth District Police Department, all the while seething. She wouldn't believe him. She was quite certain that she was going to kill him once she walked inside. That much she had already decided on. The last place she should have been in the middle of the night was out. She was supposed to be resting until their son was born.
Once she was parked outside the station, Elijah helped Caroline from the car and guided her into the station. She could already hear Klaus screaming from the other side of the door as the officer came out to speak to them. Caroline and Elijah looked at each other before Elijah pinched the bridge of his nose. "I believe that one belongs to us."
"No bail," the officer said in a heavy French accent.
"What are the charges?" Elijah asked in perfect French. Caroline's jaw was already ticking in annoyance.
The officer, who already looked quite annoyed at their presence in his station, picked up the file and began to flip through it. "Disorderly conduct, resisting arrest, making terroristic threats, and threatening a police officer."
"Can I see my husband?" Caroline asked her French still every bit as rusty as it had been the first time Klaus had brought her here.
"Please," Elijah added before the officer begrudgingly called someone over to take Caroline back. She knew the moment she disappeared behind those doors, Elijah would go to work compelling Klaus out of this entire situation. It wasn't the first time and something told her it wouldn't be the last. He hadn't exactly adjusted to his newfound humanity as well as she, Rebekah, and Stefan had. Her arms crossed over her chest as she followed the officer down through the station towards the holding cell. Klaus was grumbling from his cell, something about tearing hearts out.
"Well the officer out front has already explained to me why I had to leave my bed to come down to the police station in the middle of the night with your son," she practically growled her hand resting on her bump for good measure, "Would you like to add your side of the story?"
"I will end all of them, Caroline."
Caroline stayed quiet for a moment, waiting for the guard to head back to the end of the hall to pass through the doors. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Caroline hissed, resisting the urge to smack his head against the bars. "I know you don't understand this yet, but you aren't a vampire anymore. You are strong, but you are human. So telling a police officer you are going to kill everyone in the room makes you a terrorist, not a hybrid," she yelled at him. "This is the third time this has happened, Klaus."
He opened his mouth to say something but then promptly shut it as Elijah walked into the room accompanied by one of the officers. "Please let my brother out of his cell," Elijah requested from the clearly compelled police officer.
"No," Caroline said immediately. "I'm not done yelling at him yet," she snapped, looking over at Elijah before returning her gaze to Klaus. "You have to stop acting like you own the world. You don't. This is what you chose. No one forced you, no one twisted your arm. You wanted me and you wanted a family. So stop acting like you don't." She paused for a moment, resting both of her hands on her hips. "I'm going home. You two can find your own ride home." She pointed from Klaus to Elijah and stormed out of the station.
"You have to fix this, Niklaus," Elijah said, watching as the officer finally let Klaus out of the cage and unlocked the handcuffs that had clearly been restraining him from taking a swing at either of the officers.
"I'm aware," Klaus stated, rubbing his wrists where the metal cuffs had been rested against them.
"I hope you have a plan," Elijah said, looking down at him as they walked out of the station. "She's eight months pregnant. What were you thinking?"
"That's why I called you," Klaus seethed.
"You didn't come home. She called at midnight and asked if I had seen you so I came over. She shouldn't be worked up in her condition" Elijah continued to lecture while hailing down a cab. "She was standing next to me when I received the call and you weren't exactly whispering into the phone. She was in the car before I was."
"I did not wish to be lectured by you. I believe my wife has already taken care of that and will resume it when I trek home," Klaus spoke, running a hand over his face. They sat in the back of the cab, in silence before stopping in front of the penthouse Klaus and Caroline shared in the fourth district.
"You need to go inside," Elijah said after paying the cab driver.
"I will, but if I walk in there empty handed, she will stake me."
"She still might," Elijah said, looking over at him. "It's one am, nothing is open."
"I don't care," Klaus said walking towards the flower market across from the Notre Dame. He scooped a bouquet of one of Caroline's favorite flower, daisies, and walked towards the apartment.
"You have to pay for those," Elijah commented, still standing next to the cab.
"I don't care," he repeated.
Elijah rolled his eyes standing in front of the cab door. "Tell Caroline to call me after she murders you so I can come collect your body. I'm sure you have a coffin lying around here somewhere."
"That was rather unnecessary, Elijah. Go home before Katerina comes to retrieve you."
"Katerina, unlike you, was concerned about Caroline's well-being and instructed me to stay here until Caroline calmed down."
"She doesn't like people, lest Caroline."
"She sympathizes with pregnant women." Elijah gave him a look before turning towards the cab. "Go take care of your wife, Niklaus," he warned before sliding back into the backseat of the cab.
Klaus sighed, heading into the building and up the elevator. As he walked into the penthouse, he looked around for Caroline. He could hear her moving around in the bedroom. He knew he had to go into there and apologize, but that meant a great deal of pride swallowing and that had never been his strong suit. He took a deep breath, holding the flowers before stepping in there.
"I cannot believe you," Caroline said without looking up at him. She was busily taking the decorative pillows off the bed so she could crawl into it. He watched her struggling to sit down on the edge of the massive bed and walked over to help her, setting the flowers down. "I mean, honestly."
"It was never my intention to worry you, love." He pulled the covers up to her before handing her the flowers.
"Well, you did," she barked, settling into the fluffy white sheets. "Where did you get flowers from in the middle of the night?" she asked, her tone just barely softening as she took the daisies into her hand.
Klaus didn't answer, only offering her a small smirk as he peeled his shirt off, dropping it into the laundry basket along with his pants.
"You just got out of jail and now you've broken the law again?" Caroline asked, trying to keep her tone angry, but she couldn't keep the smile from her face.
"I didn't feel like trying to avoid the stake you were planning on meeting me at the door with if I came up empty-handed," he told her. "I'm going to shower, then you can finish reaming me out." He smirked before walking into the bathroom.
Caroline was settled and nearly asleep when he returned. Quietly crawling into bed with her. He wrapped his arm around her, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck. He had hoped that she was sleep, but the deep sigh she let out told him that she was still very much awake and gearing up for another lecture.
"I was just worried about you. You have so many enemies and Elijah and Kol can't be with you at all times. I always worry about you and the jail thing. You have to calm down. I know you are angry at the world sometimes, but you have to suck it up."
"I didn't mean to worry you," he said, looking down at her.
"I just need you around. You are all I have," she said.
"I'm not going anywhere, Caroline."