Hey guys! I know I'm still updating Through The Decades, but I couldn't let this idea pass up. This fic takes place a few years after the Season 2 finale, where Klaus made amends with everyone and he and Camille are engaged, but a coven of witches hex Klaus and he dies. To find some healing and closure for the both of them, she and Elijah take a roadtrip and ponder their love for the same man.

In this Jackson and Hayley are still married and they are living in Tennessee.

Also, don't forget to listen to this playlist while reading: here

Enjoy!

The silence is deafening. No one is making noise, no one is talking, and it's driving her insane.

It's not supposed to be this way; she had lost her uncle, her brother, and now, the love of her life.

The universe hated her.

Niklaus Mikaelson was the most complex man she had ever met. Once he loved, he loved and he loved dearly. But he could be so hateful and cruel. He had many enemies throughout his 1,000 years. So it was no surprise when a coven of witches finally found his demise. Right under their noses.

Elijah and Hayley both smelt like blood, and there is darkness in the atmosphere.

Just when he was doing well, they kill him.

"Cami?" Davina's voice was light and concerned but Cami couldn't see and she doubted she can feel either. Hayley was on the other side of her, hands rubbing her shoulder in a comforting gesture. They didn't seem devastated at all, but they are sad for her. Marcel was silent, eyes staring at the wall in front of him. No one could get a hold of Rebekah, and Jackson was busy keeping Hope busy. No one was able to break the news to his daughter, they were even hesitant with Cami.

No sight of the person she was desperate to see.

"Camille?" His smooth voice pierced through her thoughts.

"Elijah!"

His arms were a comfort and his arms were strong, which is what she needed because she felt that the ground was about to crumble beneath her.

They cremate his ashes and have a private ceremony, with only very few of them. Rebekah had eventually found her way back to NOLA, and her sobs drowned out Camille's voices. Her hands are laced with Rebekah's, and Rebekah's head is on her shoulder and she can't find it in her to cry.

She was numb.

A hand found her shoulder and she relaxed. He was all stone, which is how she felt.

Their grief was too powerful.

A year later

"Camille?" Elijah knocked on the door of her and Klaus' bedroom. Cami sighed, twisting her engagement ring around her finger.

"Come in, Elijah." He opened the door softly, and she looked up at him.

"Hayley, Jackson, and Hope are leaving for Tennessee. Did you say goodbye to them?"

"I did." Her stomach turned, and she picked up the photo of her, Klaus, and Hope taken at Hope's second birthday.

"She didn't want to leave you."
"No," Cami chuckled, "She never does." She sat the photo down and stood up.

"I need to get away from here." Cami blurted out, eyes searching the bedroom, "From NOLA. I don't feel like I'm healing at all."

"I'm not, either." His voice is soft, and her eyes meet his. They are soft and tired, from missing his brother, from watching the love of his life be happy with someone else.

She had always taken comfort in Elijah's prescence.

"Let's leave!" She said with a new gumption, but realized she sounded to eager.

"What I'm saying is, let's blow this popsicle stand."

"And where, by chance, are you taking me, Camille?" Elijah raised his eyebrows, and she chuckled.

"I don't know yet."
"Ah, the best kind of trip, then." His lips turned up into a small smile.

Their hearts are still broken, their grief is still too much, but they could make it.