"You are not my family. You are not my sister. You are nothing."
The haunting words, the cruel dismissal, followed Rebekah back from the darkness where she had lingered with the hopes of never waking up. How was she supposed to face the world now? She had no one and nothing. She had spent her entire life at Nik's side, loving and hating him
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He could still feel him, going. Could see as final death took any vestige of hope for his friend away. Made the connection. Knew the girl he'd loved so very much--who had just rejected him--was gone.
Knew, too, that she remembered, all of it. And somehow Stefan letting her die was what she thought better than him saving her. They hadn't made any difference, all those things she remembered now.
Still, the Mikaelson mansion was the last place he needed to be. Stefan had told him what Rebekah had done--how she'd helped, in the end, to get Elena the blood Stefan wouldn't let her have earlier. Death and life, both, then, and if part of him still wanted to kill her, to kill Matt, to kill Stefan...anything that would give Elena back the life stolen from her...
He wouldn't. He didn't know what he would do, but he let himself into the mansion anyway, without knocking. Tense, angry, with the taste of Matt's blood on his lips.
But no stake, at least.
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Not that she seemed to care as she looked up at him with an opaque gaze.
"Came to finish what you started?" She asked in what seemed to be a bored tone but there was something underneath, a sort of hope that maybe that's exactly what he was doing at the moment.
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The note in her voice that he actually didn't like much at all.
"Not tonight," he said, making himself sound just as bored. "You know, it usually works better if you drink the blood, not pour it all over the floor."
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Then she looked up at him. "You should know, Nik is alive." She still didn't move from her spot on the floor. "He was in Tyler's body."
"He saved Caroline over me." She made a strange bitter noise that sounded almost like a laugh as she looked down and away from him again.
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"Like he did to Alaric. That's why we're not dead," he said, more statement than question, but confusion still flickered. "Was? He isn't in Tyler anymore?"
Really, he could only be so concerned for Caroline right now. He'd just made a grand statement about his selfishness. But he did spare Rebekah a grimace, knowing how much that had to hurt. He and Stefan had been there.
"Your brother sucks."
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She looked up at him before shaking her head. "He's not my brother anymore. He told me I was nothing." She closed her eyes as she tried to swallow past the pain that clogged her throat.
"I bet that makes you happy, doesn't it? You must think I've just gotten what I deserved." She replied bitterly, looking at him again.
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"No," he said quietly. "No one deserves to have someone they love say something like that to them." He frowned a little, watching her.
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"Why are you here?" She asked, still not moving from her spot on the floor. "I thought you wanted me dead. Have you come back to finish the job?"
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After a moment, he sighed and dropped down to sit on the floor. "I didn't want to go home."
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She didn't want to admit that watching Stefan and Elena had touched something inside of her. Reminded her things she hadn't felt for a long time.
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"I figured Stefan would let her die, the way he was going," he said, vaguely dry.
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Probably not.
"I thought I'd just..." God, why had he come after earlier? It wasn't like they'd ever been friends, truly. Honestly, they'd never had a genuine chance, antagonists from the start. "See if you were okay."
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They were a lot alike after all.
"Really?" She turned back to him with a look of surprise. "Why?"
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