Redemption - Reborn as Mikael

CHAPTER TWO - MIKAEL?

Inside the house I sat down on the head of the table. Everybody was looking at me expectantly. I rose my eyebrow and cleared my throat. "You can eat." I simply said, unsure what they were waiting for. The children looked slightly confused but slowly started to eat the food in front of them. I looked down at my own food and thought about the whole situation.

So what I could gather, I was Mikael in 900 A.D. and all of the Mikaelsons were still humans. Henrik was still very young boy and alive. It seemd that I was stuck on the time when Mikael had shown some agression towards Niklaus and the others, but still not to a degree of laying his hands on them. I was going to see if this is some sick dream the following day, but if in some sick sense it was not, then I promised to be a better father to them than Mikael ever was.

I jumped a little bit when hand was placed in top of mine. I saw Esther point to my food and I quickly nodded and started to eat slowly missing the confused faces the kids were throwing me. I really needed to get my stuff together.

After the very quiet breakfast I got up from the table. Nobody had moved yet, even though some of them had already eaten. I rose my eyebrow again and looked at Esther, who in turn was already looking at me. I cleared my throat after quick thinking. "You may be exucused." I said secretly hoping that was what they were waiting for. Lucky for me it was. With a 'thank you's' and noddings all the children disappeard and Esther started to clean up the mess left behind.

She dismissed me while still looking slightly confused. I nodded my head and walked back outside. I slided my hand trough my long hair while sighing. In my head was going the same thought about my kids on repeat. What happened to them, what they were going to do, where they were going to go? And how on earth did I appear here. Everything were just so weird.

I took a deep breath when I heard something crash inside. Probably because some sort of PTSD I ran towards the sound with quick movements. Inside were horrifed faces of Elijah, Rebekah and Niklaus. When I stepped inside they looked first at me with panicked expression, then at each other. Slowly I walked towards the mess, on the floor was a broken vase, and started to clean it up.

"What happened?" I asked calmly. They still looked at each other and before any of the other two could say anything Niklaus piped up. "It was my fault Father. I'm deeply sorry." He said trying to protect his siblings, what I think was from a beating from Mikael.

Elijah and Rebekah looked at Niklaus with panic clear in their expressions while slowly turning towards me. They started to ramble about how they were part of it as well. I frowned. "Enough!" I raised my voice just a bit so they would actually listen, but still kept it calm and collected. I had such a strong voice, easy to handle and pleasant to listen to.

All of them went silent and I just looked at them for a while, wondering about how messed up things were for them. I slowly stood up and walked towards Niklaus. He stiffened and closed his eyes getting prepared for a hit. Elijah and Rebekah watched with fearful eyes what I would do. I lifted my hand up and at the same time Niklaus flinched.

I put my hand to his shoulder and squeezed it softly. He looked at me with the most confused expression I have ever seen on a person and I could see some relief too behind those innocent blue eyes. Elijah and Rebekah relaxed and looked at the two of us.

"It's okay Son, let's clean this mess up." I said emphasizing the word son to show that I was not mad. I patted his shoulder twice and turned back to clean the mess again. Niklaus looked so shocked, possibly about the fact that I called him son or how I acted. Niklaus looked at his siblings who were as shocked as him and quickly started to help me. A small, not noticable smile creeped up to my face. First act of redeeming myself was done.