Reunited {Kol Mikaelson Fanfiction} *Completed*

The first sensation was a dull ache, then a throbbing hunger that clawed at her throat. Cora’s eyes fluttered open, the familiar sensation of awakening from a long, enforced slumber. Dust motes danced in the sparse light filtering through cracks in what felt like a very confining space. A coffin.

Her body felt heavy, sluggish, a stark contrast to the vampire’s usual vibrant energy. "Not again," she muttered, her voice a raspy whisper. How long had it been this time? Years? Decades? The last thing she remembered was Klaus’s furious face, then the chilling sensation of the dagger sliding into Kol’s chest, followed by the familiar, terrifying rush of darkness.

She pushed against the coffin lid, her strength returning in bursts, until it creaked open with a groan. The air was stale, ancient. "Kol?" she rasped, her gaze sweeping the dimly lit room. She desperately needed to see him, to know he was truly awake. Her husband, her constant, her everything.