Spoilers for The Originals 1x14

[negotiates]

You can talk about narrative parallels as much as you like, but what I did was not out of revenge. There was no other choice.

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[hormonalwerewolf]

You bought your sister some much needed time to run. That's all.

[negotiates]

I can only hope it will be enough.

[hormonalwerewolf]

It is all you could do, Elijah. Rebekah wouldn't be the first of your siblings to plot Klaus's undoing.

[negotiates]

[...She's not wrong about that. Elijah knows all too well how Klaus reacts to betrayal, whether from him or Rebekah.]

He will be angry. I suggest you keep away while I talk to him.

[hormonalwerewolf]

He won't lay a hand on me. I wasn't even remotely involved and I'm carrying his child.

[Klaus might rage and cause his usual substantial amount of violence, but she was certain he wouldn't harm her]

I think it would be better if I was there. Besides, he's still weakened from the torture.

[negotiates]

There to do what exactly?

[Elijah is not at all convinced by this.]

[hormonalwerewolf]

To keep him from going completely off the deep end?

[nightclubbing]

What'dya do?

[negotiates]

[Squint. You look vaguely familiar. A little impertinent for one of Marcel's riffraff, but the French Quarter vampires will find out soon enough anyway.]

I stabbed Niklaus in the heart.

[nightclubbing]

[ That's right, he's hardly interacted with you. More, Cami, Davina, and Rebekah. And Haley. ]

No way. Hey, he really had it coming to him.

[negotiates]

Yes, I'd advise you to keep that opinion to yourself.

[nightclubbing]

Hey, I know you're like, brothers, but he compelled me. And thanks to him, I had to get a crazy voodoo lobotomy. So, no love is lost on me.

[negotiates]

[Remind him why this newbie vampire's opinion is of any relevance whatsoever? Oh wait, it isn't.]

My sympathies for your suffering. Run along, please.

[easily]

Whatever spurned it, I'm grateful for it.

[negotiates]

You needed my help. [It's as simple as that.] I'll do my best to keep Klaus from coming after you.

[easily]

Thank you. I'll try to get out of town as quickly as possible.

[negotiates]

Call me when you're out of town.

[easily]

Of course. I'll update you what we're doing as soon as I can.

[negotiates]

Good luck. [Sadly, she's going to need it.]

[werevamp]

[Klaus had no words for the rage he felt inside. Besides, the excruciating pain radiating through every cell of his body made thinking difficult. Still, he managed to open his eyes a crack and look at his brother.]

You.

[negotiates]

[Voice grim:]

Me.

[No apologies. Just Elijah standing over his brother, still and silent. This was all you.]

[werevamp]

[The longer Klaus stayed immobilized, the longer he would have to plan his revenge on Rebekah, Marcel, and now Elijah. Elijah's punishment would be less, that was for certain, but he still had to pay. He had to know that nobody hurt Klaus Mikaelson. He was the original hybrid. He was the strongest, the fastest, immortal. And he couldn't depend on his own family to be loyal to him. Love, it seemed, would forever be elusive for Klaus.]

How could you?

[His eyes fell shut as a particularly strong wave of fire swept through him. He gasped but refused to moan or whimper. The pain would not break him.]

[negotiates]

[The fact that Klaus even asked this question said it all, really. Elijah rolled up his sleeves. This was going to be messy.]

You know why.

[He flexed his fingers. The dagger had worked its way into Klaus's abdomen, and would need to be forcibly torn out. Picking up a scalpel, Elijah leaned down to cut open his brother's flesh, then without hesitating dug his hand into the wound, searching for the dagger.]

[werevamp]

[Being cut open and dug into, now that elicited cries of pain that Klaus could not contain. Elijah's fingers searched within his midsection and he howled until finally, blessedly, his hand was removed - with the dagger held tightly inside it. Even with it removed he was too weakened to move. All he could do was breathe, and stare, and will his body to heal itself.]

[negotiates]

[Elijah held up the bloodied knife, considering it for a moment. A cursed object that he would have to get rid of as soon as possible - but not quite yet. Putting it down on the bedside table, he wiped his hands with a cloth.]

You threatened Rebekah. You intended to cause her untold suffering and pain. In doing so, you have driven her out of New Orleans, fleeing from your rage. Is this how you want to live, Niklaus? If so, you have no one but yourself to blame.