CHAPTER NINETEEN

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The morning after



The morning after

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Mystic Falls, 998AD.




                           The morning after the celebration for the spring equinox was an even busier one for Lilibeth. The night before Lilibeth had promised her grandmother to help her pick flowers for her best friend who had died. Grandma Lilibeth and Saga had been friends ever since they were no more than five years old, they were there for the other ever since, when they shifted, when they got married, and when they had a family of their own. Her grandma oftentimes told her that the friendship she had with Saga was almost as strong as the one she had with Kol, and if it was true, she couldn't imagine the pain her grandma was currently feeling, she could never imagine a life without Kol, it was painful to even try to do it.








                           Both women walked hand in hand ready to enter the woods and find the best flowers. Lilibeth always believed the connection she had with her grandma had no comparison, it was one of the reasons she had volunteered to go with her into the woods.


"Death is all around us," her grandmother whispered as they walked, "is always there, waiting for the right moment to greet us," grandma Lilibeth was a wise woman, "never be scared of it, because is nothing more than the next adventure," Lilibeth nodded. They continued walking trough the village, "that is why you never hide the people you love," her grandmother whispered as she looked at Kol who was outside his house with his siblings.


                Lilibeth turned to look at Kol and the boy smiled at her, so she smiled back, then she looked in the direction of the woods, Kol seemed to understand clearly what she meant so he nodded lightly. Then almost by accident she looked at Niklaus, the boy gave her a half smile, but Lilibeth never retuned it, she just turned her attention back to her grandma.




"You know how it is grandma," Lilibeth said, "we're not supposed to be friends."

"Who says that?," Lilibeth laughed.

"Are you forgetting his father tried to kill Fenrir?," the older woman laughed.

"And that hasn't stopped you, has it?," they finally entered the woods, both women laughed.

"He is my best friend," Grandma nodded, "nothing is going to keep me from him."

"I am glad to know you're willing to fight for what you want, child," Lilibeth felt weird, "one day you might need it and you have to do what you believe to be right," Lilibeth nodded, the older woman kept looking at the ground trying to find the prettiest flowers, "you have a warmth not everyone does, do not let it fade," Lilibeth nodded again.










                      Both women were walking through the woods, looking at the ground trying their best to look for the best flowers. When they finally found them, Saga's favorite, they were small, they still had to bloom.

"They need to bloom," Grandma seemed sad. Lilibeth nodded.

"Maybe I can help," out of nowhere there was Kol's voice behind both women, Lilibeth smiled widely at her friend.

"How can you help child?," her grandma asked, "there is nothing you can do," kol turned to look at Lilibeth as if asking permission, Lilibeth nodded with the biggest smile on her face.

"Let him help grandma," Lilibeth pleaded. The older woman nodded.

"If there's anything you think you can do, you're welcomed to try," Lilibeth looked more excited than Kol. Kol only nodded to the older woman.


                     Kol kneeled in front of the small flowers, then he pressed his hands on the dirt beneath them, closed his eyes and made his concentration face that always made Lilibeth laugh, she had to contain her laugh this time and allow kol to work his magic. The small flowers little by little started blooming, the face her grandma made was not a surprised one, it was more a knowing one, she smiled and Lilibeth clapped excited. Once Kol opened his eyes and saw the flowers had fully bloomed he smiled at himself and stood.


"I knew there had to be something about you child," the older woman smirked and then kneeled down to pick the flowers, Kol smiled. "Kindred souls," she whispered, and then stood to see the smiling faces.

"I do have to go back," Kol said in a hurry, "I think Finn is onto me," Lilibeth nodded, "and he won't tell father but I don't know how mother will react when she knows."

"Thank you Kol," Lilibeth said, the boy only smiled.

"Thank you child," Kol nodded at the older woman, "I am glad to know my Lilibeth has a friend like you," Kol smiled even bigger.

"I do have to go," both women nodded and Kol ran out of the woods.











                  Lilibeth and her grandmother picked some more flowers, only the most beautiful ones, only the best ones for my Saga her grandmother had said. They walked out of the woods hand in hand with a basket full of flowers, smiling and laughing to themselves, when they were approached by Frida.


"Those are very pretty," her sister said, so Lilibeth grabbed one and placed it behind Frida's ear, her older sister smiled widely, "there's no need to..."

"I was about to do the the same child," their Grandmother smiled, "now it's even prettier," Frida smiled back at her grandmother.

"Mother sent me to get you," Grandma Lilibeth nodded, "supper it's ready."

"We'll be right behind you child," Grandma said when she noticed Lilibeth was distracted, Frida walked back to their house. Lilibeth was looking at the Mikaelson' house, "everyone needs a second chance," her grandmother whispered in her ear, which made Lilibeth flinch at the sudden sound.

"What do you mean?," she asked nervously.

"Niklaus," she whispered only for her to hear, "do not let him in the cold," Lilibeth had a puzzled face, "he is looking at you," Lilibeth turned to the Mikaelson' house again and saw him looking at her. She doubted herself but something deeply inside of her told her it was right, so she smiled very lightly at Niklaus, he smiled back at her.






                       When both Lilibeth's returned to their house their family was already at the table just waiting for them. They had supper, talked about their day and when the moon was on the sky they all went to sleep, but Lilibeth didn't sleep she spent her whole night thinking, trying to plan different ways to get close to him, because even when he said that he needed no one, Lilibeth knew it wasn't true.






















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