• • • •

Klaus ran a hand through Faith's raven hair before laying it on top of her mid-back. White sheets were draped over her naked body as she cuddled over the side of the hybrid's body. She had a peaceful look as her head laid on his chest as she continued to sleep.

It almost felt unreal with the siphoner laying next to him.

Faith began to shift around as she started to wake up. Her eyes fluttered open revealing her crystal blue eyes. A sleepy smile appeared on her lips as she looked at Klaus. "Hey," Faith greeted with a small yawn.

"Morning, love," Klaus greeted back with a smile. His dark blue-green eyes studied her as she sat up, pulling the white sheets over her chest, covering her beautiful body. He had every inch of her body memorized into his mind, but he couldn't get enough of looking at her.

"What time is it?" Faith glanced around for her phone. "I promised Rebekah I would help her organize the dance. Thank god she changed the theme to the '20s."

Klaus pulled the siphoner by her arm causing Faith to lay on top of him. He grinned at her, "wouldn't you want to spend the day with me?"

Amusement shined through her eyes as she smirked at the hybrid, feeling a flutter in her chest. She leaned her face closer to Klaus, teasingly. Their lips almost touching and at the last moment, she pulled away and got off the bed with the sheets wrapped around her body.

"As much as I like to," Faith glanced back at Klaus from the doorway with a smirk, who laid on his bed with an annoyed look, "Your sister is going to kill me if I'm more late than I already am. Plus, don't you have to check on some brothers, so you don't die?"

"I'll appreciate it if you don't die the day after we confessed our undying love and had sex, Klaus!" Faith yelled from outside the bedroom causing the hybrid to laugh.

• • • •

"You're late," Rebekah said, annoyed as Faith rushed inside the cafeteria, throwing her red flannel over her black tank top and pulling her hair out of her clothes. The Original's blue eyes narrowed, suspiciously on the siphoner as she grinned at her.

She seemed happy. Happier than she's ever seen the siphoner be.

"What's got you in a good mood?" Matt asked from the table behind Rebekah.

"No reason," Faith answered, vaguely before looking around at the number of boxes filled with props for the dance. "So where do you want me?"

Rebekah handed her a stack of fliers. "Go put these around."

Faith grabbed them, but the blonde held a tight grip on them. She looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "You slept with my brother, didn't you?" Rebekah inquired in surprise. "You love him?"

Faith smiled, teasingly, and shrugged before taking the stack of fliers. "Maybe."

"Good," Rebekah approved. "You both need each other."

• • • •

"He's going to kill Damon," Faith sighed through her phone with Klaus on the other line.

The volunteers along with Rebekah and Faith were able to finish decorating for the decade dance. The siphoner had let Matt take Rebekah home since she felt like they needed some time alone. The whole day had been strange for Faith. She was smiling and talking to people. Surprisingly, she hadn't had a drop of alcohol or gotten high. She felt relaxed and happy.

She's only felt that way with her daughter. But it was different. She couldn't explain it.

"I need you to go to Kol," Klaus told her. "I don't want him to accidentally kill Elena."

"It sucks that her blood is the only way to make your hybrids," Faith rolled her eyes at the thought of the doppelgänger. "I would've killed her long ago."

Klaus chuckled at her annoyance. "And here I thought we'll be able to continue what happened this morning."

Faith smiled to herself. "You just have to wait. I'll see you later."

There was silence but Klaus didn't end the call. He contemplated what to say. "I...I love you."

"I love you, too," Faith responded without much thought with a smile. "Bye."

Although the siphoner felt like they were moving fast, she didn't want to stop. She finally felt at ease with the hybrid on her side.

• • • •

"Kol Mikaelson," Faith greeted the Original with a mischievous smile. She appeared at a porch of a worn-down house in the middle of nowhere in Kansas. "It's good to see you without a dagger to the stomach."

"Likewise," Kol grinned with an aluminum baseball bat over his shoulder and a broken wooden bat. "Without all the blood spurting out of your mouth."

"So who are we killing?" Faith asked as she studied the house.

"Mary Porter," Kol explained before knocking on the front door. "She turned Rose."

"Kol!" a young-looking woman opened the door with a smirk, wearing a white nightgown. "Oh, how I missed you and your siblings," her eyes trailed to Faith, making a disgusted expression. "Who's this?"

Faith tilted her head to the side, smirking. Quickly, she used her magic from her necklace to push the vampire inside the house with full force until she slammed into the wall behind her. "Faith Everly. I get offended when girls like you make that disgusted face as if I'm a skank."

Mary bared her fangs at the siphoner. She was about to lunge at the raven-haired girl but stopped when Kol placed a protective hand on Faith's shoulder as he smiled, mockingly at the vampire. "Careful, Mary. She just might kill you."

The Original dragged the silver baseball bat against the wooden floor. "Now, mind showing us around? We have much to discuss."

"Of course," Mary said, calmly but kept her eyes narrowed on the siphoner. She motioned to the right to a door, "right over here."

The vampire kept her guard as Kol and Faith followed her into her room. She kept glancing at them, wearily while they sat down at a chair and on her bed. She pushed her hair back and waited for them to speak from a distance. She noticed the siphoner studying her and she resisted the urge to suck the blood out of her. She looked like the most recent Original groupie, the Mikaelsons took in. She remembered the time when she used to be the one the Mikaelsons protected her and hanged out with.

"What-" Mary began, but she was pinned against the wall.

She tried fighting back the hand wrapped around her neck. She soon realized it was Kol pinning her. "What are you doing?" she croaked out.

"You've become a bit of an inconvenience, Mary," Faith stood up from her bed, her nose wrinkling in disgust at the amount of dust around the house, along with the hoarding of newspapers and books stacked around the house. "So you kind of have to die."

The vampire wasn't able to say anything as Kol stabbed the wooden bat into her stomach, pinning her against the wall as the gray skin set in showing the vampire had died.

"Thank god," Faith sighed. "Was she always that ignorant?"

"All the time spent with family might've gotten to her," Kol guessed as he went to sit back down on the chair in the room. "How long do you think your vampire twat and the doppelganger will get here?"

"Since they have Jeremy, who can talk to the supernatural dead," Faith shrugged. "Not that long, I'm sure."

• • • •

Faith kept quiet, not moving a muscle as Damon and Elena entered the room. They flashed the flashlight in the dead vampire pinned against the wall. "Mary..." Damon whispered.

"Quite contrary," Kol spoke up, turning on the lights in the room, revealing himself sitting on a chair and Faith leaning against a big pile of magazines, papers, and books.

She waved her fingers, mockingly at the duo. "She was quite ignorant, so we kind of accidentally killed her. My bad, was she important to you?"

"Faith?" Elena questioned, keeping an eye on the siphoner as she only got a smirk in return.

Kol stood up from his seat and walked up to the dead vampire, causing Damon and Elena to shift around him, wearily. "Shame about Mary. She was a blast, don't quite know what happened," Kol smiled, mischievously at them. "I fear all the time she spent with my family might have ruined her. She was a bit of an Original groupie."

"And were you her favorite?" Elena asked, cautiously.

"You mean, did I turn her? I think I did," Kol continued. "But no, wait, maybe it was Rebekah. There was also a Klaus period. And let's not forget the Elijah affair. Faith filled me in and I know you're trying to find out who you descended from. Now you never will. So, where did we leave off?"

He tapped the baseball bat against the wooden floor before swinging against Damon's leg. Once he dropped to the floor, Kol swung the baseball bat toward his arm and Damon let out a grunt of pain as the Original kept hitting him.

"Elena! Get out of here!" Damon yelled.

"Uh-Uh," Faith tutted as she grabbed the doppelgänger from the neck. "Sadly, your blood is still valuable to Klaus, but that doesn't mean I'm not afraid of hurting you."

"He's hurting Damon, Faith!" Elena snapped.

Annoyed, Faith threw her to the ground and in the corner of her eye, she saw Damon trying to get to her but Kol got in between them. "Don't hurt her!" Damon growled.

"Seems like we hit a nerve," Kol mocked. "But I can't have you hurting my brother's girlfriend, mate. Relax, I just want to get even. You snapped my neck, you killed my brother, and then you humiliated me."

"I get I'm being bitch for not helping Damon since I care for him, Elena," Faith stalked up to her as Elena tried to get as far as she could with the bed behind her. "But we're all grown-ups here who made their decision on whose side we're on. Clearly, Damon and I have different sentiments for you. He wants you alive and to love him. I, on the other hand, could care less about what happens to you. Whether you live, die, or get turned to a vampire."

She ignored the sounds of pain coming from Damon as Kol continued to beat him with the baseball bat until he was satisfied. "There," Kol stopped. "Now we're even."

"Word of advice, Elena," Faith paused at the doorway as they began to leave. "I'm a hypocrite for this, but you better not fuck it up with Damon. I care more about him than I would ever will about you. You don't just kiss and leave a man hanging, especially one that loves you."

• • • •

"Where's Rebekah?" Faith asked as she stepped inside the living room, where Klaus sat on a couch in front of the fireplace with a glass of whiskey.

"She's getting the white oak stake," Klaus said.

Faith furrowed her eyebrows in worry as Klaus continued to look at the fireplace. She walked up to the hybrid and stood in between him and the fireplace. "What's wrong?" She asked.

Klaus glanced up at the girl. Noticing the genuine worry on her, he put his glass on the table before pulling her on his lap. Faith placed her arms around his shoulders as she continued to look at the hybrid in worry. "He isn't coming back," Klaus whispered.

"Who?" Faith questioned.

"Stefan," Klaus answered. "The ripper. He was the only friend I had over the years."

Faith ran a hand through his blonde curly hair before making the hybrid look at her. She smiled, softly as they made eye contact. "We all lose friends, Klaus. I lost my friend Vicki and I'm pretty sure Damon hates me now after today. But we still have each other and you have your sister," Faith shrugged. "Sure it won't be as fun or the same as having that friend, but we have to move forward."

"Why do you love me?" Klaus asked.

Faith smiled. "I could ask you the same question. Why do you love me?"