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Safe & Sound - Chapters 9 - 10
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Author’s note: YES, I UPLOADED TWO CHAPTERS TONIGHT BECAUSE I’M TOO DAMN EXCITED ABOUT WHAT’S HAPPENING AND I’M IMPATIENT FOR YOU GUYS TO FIND OUT. *cue excited screaming* For reals, I think you guys are going to enjoy this section. I know I say this every time, but it’s really one of my favorites. 

Summary: Marcus gets a demotion of a promotion from a certain Charles Pike, a return trip to Twelve is taken, chapter 9 features more Wells Jaha because the world needs more Wells Jaha, Clarke shows up and meets the man her mother hates, and - I’ll give you a hint because I don’t want to spoil anything else - chapter 10 is titled, “Doctor Griffin.” ;) 

That’s all. I hope you guys enjoy! :D 

Ichabbie Moodboard for Tempus Fugit – Captain Crane and Lieutenant Abbie Mills in 1781. My favorite episode. If only this show ended when this episode was over and left the rest up to the fandom’s imagination. We have excellent imaginations. 

"Where are you going?"

Klaus rolled his eyes then leaned in to give his little witch a kiss on her cheek. “I’m just going to get some air.”

“Mhmm.” Bonnie returned the kiss and playfully pushed him towards the door. “Stay out of trouble.”

“I will.”

“Don’t threaten anyone.”

Klaus placed a hand over his heart. “I wouldn’t dare.”

Bonnie scoffed then thought for a moment. “And don’t kill anyone.” A small smile tugged at the corner of Klaus’ sinister red lips. “Klaus…” The smile split into a maniacal grin as he walks out their bedroom. Bonnie’s insides twisted uncomfortably seeing the sight. “I mean it, Nik!”

“I know, I know, I know!” Klaus said from the other side of the door.

Each step he took heading towards the front door, her worry grew. Then it finally clicked for the witch. What Bonnie was about to do she knew Klaus was going to be pissed.

She pinched her eyes closed and said a quick prayer. “Elijah!”

“I will make sure he stays out of trouble, Bonnie.” Elijah said from the living room.

“Is this really necessary?” She heard Klaus growl angrily.

“I’ll come too.” Kol volunteered. Coming from his room, he stopped to give Bonnie a kiss on her head. “I’ll keep him in line, little witch.” He winked then left out the room.

“Bonnie!” Klaus hollered for her.

“Where are we going?” Rebekah peeked out the door from Freya’s room.

“Are they getting something to eat?” Freya asked the blonde vampire as she put on her earrings.

“Are we going out to eat?” Rebekah repeated the question.

“Bonnie!” Klaus shouted again.

“I can go for something to eat.” Finn stood from his seat. “Gia?”

The young vampire shrugged putting down her violin. “I’m in.”

“No your not!” Klaus pinned his sister-in-law an irritating glare.

“Don’t be such a grouch, Klaus. Elijah, could you…?” The Original already was behind her helping her put on her jacket.

Elijah kissed the nape of her neck then glared at his brother, who was pacing back and forth in front of the staircase. “Really Niklaus, must you carry on with your dramatics?”

Klaus abruptly stopped his pacing clearly flabbergasted by his brother’s words. “My dramatics? My dramatics!” No. Klaus would not put out his frustrations on Elijah when the author of his anger was directly above him. “Bonnie, get down here you evil witch!”

The Bennett witch was shaking with laughter as she was texting Damon inviting him and Stefan out to eat. The Salvatores were already in the car.

“Were you just texting someone?” Klaus was already heading up the stairs. “You invited someone didn’t you?”

Before Bonnie could respond, Rebekah intervened. “So, we are going out to eat?”

“No we’re not.” Klaus glared heatedly up at his sister halfway up the steps.

Rebekah leaned over the banister returning the same glare. “Why are you so angry? You’re the one invited us.”

“I didn’t invite anyone!”

Rebekah ignored her brother and turned to Bonnie. “Is Marcel coming?”

Bonnie grinned happily wiggling her phone in the air. “He is now.”

“Davina is on her way as well!” Kol yelled from downstairs.

“Bonnie.” Klaus sighed her name pinching the bridge of nose.

“Freya, did you text Grams and my mom yet?”

“Abby and Sheila said they’re five minutes away.”


Bonnie turned to a furious Original Hybrid standing by their bedroom door. She started walking towards him while shrugging on her black leather jacket desperately holding in her laughter.

When she stood in front of Klaus, she leaned her full weight against him, hugging him tightly to her. “I’m sorry.”

“Liar! You’re not.”

Bonnie body shook with laughter burying her face in her husband’s chest. He was right. She wasn’t sorry at all. She found this whole situation hilarious.

She moved her arms from around Klaus’ waist and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed along side his stubbled chin hoping it would ease him. It didn’t.

“At least I know you won’t kill anyone.”

“Don’t be sure about that.” Klaus replied bitterly already planning to punish his family and his treacherous wife in some way.

Bonnie stood on her tippy toes to kiss the pout off his lips. When it didn’t go away she gave him more kisses whispering her apologies and admitting she was indeed a awful evil conniving witch.

Just when Klaus was about to forgive Bonnie -

“Kai is here!” Gia announced from downstairs. Klaus’ irritation and ire quickly returned. He hated Kai. “I want a divorce.”

Ready to start another ongoing rant, he stops. A little smile hinted on his lips as he watched his wife’s head fall back in laughter. It was a beautiful sight seeing her so carefree. Damn that witch.

Not able to help himself, he kissed her throat then crooked chin then cheeks and eyes. “I’m still mad at you.” He muttered against her eyelid.

Bonnie brought him in for another quick kiss. When she broke away, her eyes were shining with great happiness. Klaus saw the gleam in her cat like green eyes. His dead heart instantly melted.

“I love you, Mr. Mikaelson.”

Klaus bumped his nose into Bonnie’s small one. He took a moment to let himself be wrapped up in his wife’s contentment and love, completely ignoring the loud commotion from downstairs. He was only here with his heart. His little witch. His Bonnie.

“I love you too, Mrs. Mikaelson.’

Klaus slanted his mouth against Bonnie’s, letting themselves get lost in the soft languid kiss…

Too bad it didn’t last long.

“The pair of you stick your tongues back in your atrocious mouths so we can bloody leave!” Rebekah childishly crosses arms and stomped her foot. “Kai is getting on my last nerve and I’m hungry.”

Kai who was comfortably lying his head on Gia’s lap and legs on Freya’s, gave the Original a bewildered look. “What did I do?”


Originally posted by taraangela


Ichabod x Abbie | Unlock the door. Let’s go home.


ER Appreciation Week ➜  [3/7]  favorite scene
↳  9.8: “First Snowfall” 

Dad: I can’t seem to walk out of this room. What time is it? 

Elizabeth: It’s almost 5.

Dad: I’d be getting home about now. Silvia would probably pick up a pizza or some Chinese because she got busy with the boys after school and didn’t have time to cook. Toby would have a picture that he drew that he’d want me to look at. And Matt would want me to test him on his math.

Elizabeth: You made the right decision. The only one you could.

Dad: We woke up this morning everything was white. They were so happy. We all got to stay home.

Elizabeth: It may not seem like it, but I know what you’re feeling. I understand what you’re feeling.

Dad: I’m sorry, doctor, but you don’t know what I’m feeling. You don’t have any idea. I don’t even know.

Elizabeth: My husband, his name was Mark. He died–  My God, I was about to say last year. It was only six months ago. I tried to pretend once Mark was gone, that I could pull myself up, continue like normal. But it doesn’t work like that. You see, you can’t run away from it. It’s like this big, relentless wave that you have to ride. But in riding it, somehow you hold on to what you’ve lost, and you find a way to go on without shutting off. It’s not easy, but you do it. I know someday soon when you look into your child’s eyes all you will see are the beautiful things that live on in him.

Dad: He needs to be okay. I need him to be okay.

Elizabeth: He will be. He will be.