He bolted out onto the darkened beach, and he saw them immediately. The two women who struggled together on the sand were so familiar to him that for a moment Klaus thought he might be dreaming after all. His sister had never appeared in this dream, but in all of these nightmares, everything imaginable stood between him and Vivianne. Rebekah slapped her so hard that her head snapped backward, and Klaus could see blood on his wife’s fragile skin. The mismatched fight offended him to his very soul: Rebekah’s invulnerable immortality stacked up against a woman who had been dead longer than she had been alive. It was unfair, and worse than that, it was mean. Klaus had always been able to fall in and out of hate with his siblings, but he couldn’t remember ever feeling such contempt for his sister.

He crossed the wet sand between them in the blink of an eye and threw Rebekah back, putting as much distance between her and Vivianne as he could. Vivianne looked unharmed, but she was crying hysterically and clung to him.

- The Originals: The Loss, Chapter 16