Elena Gilbert was human. No doubt about that. She knew the decision that she was about to make was stupid, but as a human, she had the same fears as every other human. She was afraid to be totally alone. She had faced death, vampirism, being critically injured by a psycho (several times), a coma, and now she had been revived by a spell that her friends had searched half of the world for. However, what she came back to was less than desirable. Jeremy was gone. Damon and Stefan were preoccupied. Caroline was mothering Alaric's twins. Bonnie had her own obligations, as well. It almost seemed as if she'd been resurrected only to be left to fend for herself. So, She decided that it was time to move on, start a family, even if it was by herself. However, she never expected that she'd go this far to do it.
Elena woke up from a deep slumber one night. Her dreams had caused her to become soaked from sweat. She took a quick shower, got dressed, and climbed in her car to take a drive. It started off as a drive around town, but soon, she found herself driving passed Mystic Falls city limits. She didn't expect that she'd keep driving until she hit the 'Welcome to Louisiana' sign. When arriving in New Orleans, she parked by a sidewalk and took out her phone, scrolling down her contact list. It was night once again. Elena had drove an entire day without sleeping, only stopping to use the bathroom and pick up a snack or two. She stopped when she found HER number, pausing for only a brief moment, before pressing call. It went straight to voicemail, "You've reached Rebekah. Leave a message at the tone and I'll get back to you at my earliest convenience." Elena pressed end call. She sat with her hands on the steering wheel, thinking. When she's given up hope, something occurred to her. There had been one person who knew where the manor was, Tyler. Elena would just have to talk it out of him. She did just that, explaining that she had to get a drop of Klaus' blood, because Caroline was pregnant and if she got bit by a wolf, she'd need healing immediately or it would put the twins in danger. After promising a million times not to get herself in any danger, she finally talked him into giving her the location.
There she was, sitting in her car in front of Mikaelson manor. Everything she ever knew could be changed in a single action. She wanted a child, one of her own. She had heard stories of Klaus' child. She never believed they were true until Rebekah had come to Mystic Falls with the baby, long before the second cure and Elena's 'death'. She tried to fool everyone into thinking she adopted, but Hope's appearance told a different story. The baby was the spitting image of Klaus and upon Elena's confrontation, Rebekah reluctantly admitted that Hope was Klaus and Hayley's child.
Elena stared at the mansion for the longest time, trying to talk herself out of this stupid move. Just when she thought that she'd start the car and her journey back home. She opened the door and got out of her car, making her way to the door, knocking once and waiting for the door to open. She wanted to turn back, but it was like she couldn't control her own actions. Desperation had swept over her. She hoped that someone else would open the door, she'd make up an excuse about why she came and leave. But, no one else answered the door. It was the one, the only, Klaus Mikaelson.
Klaus had a peculiar look on his face, one of suprise. She was the last person that he wanted or expected to see. His face quickly changed to that smirky Klaus pokerface. "Isn't this an interesting twist. To what do I owe your visit, Elena? Come to offer yourself as a sacrifice in order to save your pathetic companions? Who is in peril? Stefan? Damon? Matt? Or is it the witch? She always did have a mouth. It was bound to catch up to her sometime." He stopped there, not daring to let his thoughts drift to Caroline.
"I need to talk to you...alone." Elena's eyes searched the house for any sign of life. The last thing she wanted was Elijah or Rebekah to hear her bargaining for a child with a man that she despised. She still did despise him, but this beat going to get artificially inciminated with a random guy's sperm. The very thought of a needle going up into her made chills run down her spine.
Klaus leaned against the doorframe, not quite ready to invite her in, yet. "You may speak freely, my siblings are not home. Hayley has gone out as well. " His eyes searched her face for any sign of what she wanted.
Elena's eyes casted downward and back up to his. "I want a child with no strings attached. You help me and I'll give you anything you want. I'd owe you." She was blunt, knowing better than to beat around the bush with Klaus.
Klaus chuckled. He stood up right, drawing closer to her. He thought he was losing his mind upon hearing her words. "Am I comprehending? You. Want a child. With me. Why do you think that I can give you this child? You are aware vampires cannot procreate. And, why would I want to?"
Elena folded her arms. "I've heard about Hope. If you were to... Give me a child. Then, like I said, I would owe you."
Klaus pulled her inside and shut the door. He grabbed her by the neck and pushed her against the door. "What game are you playing?" He growled, squeezing her throat, tightly.
Elena struggled. "I'm not playing a game." She gasped for air. "Klaus, it's a win for you. You get unlimited access to a doppelgänger. My blood whenever you need it! Think about it!"
Klaus stared at her for a moment. An unidentifiable emotion flickered across his face as he let her go. "I'll do it.." He smirked as his lips came inches from hers. She realized that she was still against the door. "Under two conditions. You live with me."
"How is that no strings attached?" Elena grew frustrated, trying to ignore the fact that he was extremely close to her.
Klaus whispered to her, his warm breath sweeping across her lips. "My strings won't be attached to you, love. You'll be free to come and go as you please."
Elena eyed him. She wasn't sure about this, but after a moment, she shrugged, "Condition number two?"
"We go about it...in a traditional manner." Klaus smirked.
Elena swallowed a lump in her throat. She set aside her fear and disgust that she was actually doing this and went into what she could only describe as 'Katherine mode.' "Deal."
She whispered and caught his lips.
Surprise swept across Klaus' face, once more, but in a moments notice, he was kissing her back. His moist lips massaging hers. He traced his tongue around her lips, begging for entrance.
Elena parted them, slightly, allowing his tongue to explore her mouth. Elena felt his hand on her thighs, pulling her dress up, until it was above her waist. Klaus had worn Elena out by the time he was done treating her to a night of rough sex. She lay on top of him, too tired to move. Laying on the couch beneath her, Klaus held her. He was tender and sweet, rubbing her. It wasn't something that she was used to coming from him. She wasn't used to feeling safe in his arms, but for whatever reason, she did tonight as she drifted off to sleep.
They awoke to a blanket being thrown over them, the shock on Elijah's face as evident as Elena had ever seen it. She usually couldn't read him. "Camille will be here shortly, Niklaus. I would recommend a more decent state. I am not sure how she'd feel about your escapades with another woman, after you claimed your love for her." Elena looked between the two, guiltily, adjusting her dress and practically, flying out of the door.
Klaus stopped her. "We had a deal."
Elena stared at him, before sighing and whispering, "If I'm pregnant, I'll let you know. Otherwise, leave me alone."
Elijah frowned at Klaus, after Elena was gone and Klaus had explained what Elena asked of him. "You should've told her. Elena has morals. She isn't Katherine. She wouldn't have gone through with it, had she known about Camille. You omitted that you already had a commitment and now, she will regret this for the rest of her life."
Two months passed.
One morning, Elena woke up to Damon staring at her. She was feeling sick, but she knew what he wanted. They hadn't slept together since...she didn't let herself even think the name. She kissed Damon, forcefully to prevent any thoughts from developing farther. His mouth tasted minty, but disgusting. She loved Damon. His kisses were always desirable, but before she knew it, she was in the bathroom, puking her guts up. Damon tried to console her, but she insisted that she needed to be alone.
Once Damon left, Elena jerked the cabinet door open and fumbled around. She pulled a box of tampons out and hidden inside was a pregnancy test. She sat on the floor for the longest time, staring at it. Elena already knew the answer to the question. Did she really want to confirm it? She sighed, heavily and stood up off of the floor. The longest five minutes of her life began. She put the test on the counter and sat on the side of the tub, waiting. When she finally got up and looked, she wanted to scream. How could she be so stupid? Why did she have to go to the one man that had cost her so much and ask him to give her a child?
Elena hid it from everyone, and couldn't bring herself to call Klaus. She was humiliated. It wasn't until she ran into Elijah, that she finally broke down and admitted that she was indeed, pregnant. Elijah allowed her to cry into his chest, while rubbing her back. He'd always had feelings for her, and this wasn't fair. She didn't deserve this. Elena was much different from the other doppelgangers, from his other lovers as well. She was everything that he wanted and yet, his brother once again took it for himself.
Elijah kept Elena's secret, but after not hearing from Elena, Klaus was bound to check up on her, due to the possibility of her carrying his child.
Early one morning, Elena woke up to blue eyes glaring at her. Her hand had been on her belly and at six months pregnant, there was no hiding it. Damon would no longer even look at her and the blue was a deeper shade. So, she knew exactly who it was. She gasped as Klaus walked towards her and sat on the side of her bed. An evil grin stretched over his face as he stared down at her.
"Elena, love, I do believe you have failed at keeping your end of the deal. And, since I can't take mine back. I will just take from you, the result of our little...arrangement." Klaus said, grabbing her face, forcing her to stare at him. She wasn't on vervain, which pleased him.
Elena struggled, "Klaus...Please..." She begged, tears welling up in her eyes.
Klaus stared at her for what seemed like an eternity, before letting her go and standing up. He picked her up out of bed and they both disappeared into the night. Elena passed out from the force of the wind as Klaus ran. When she woke, she was back in bed, but not her own. Fourteenth century paintings on the wall, told her exactly where she was. Klaus was standing in front of an easel, painting away.
Elena stayed quiet for the longest time. As she watched him, she noticed that Klaus looked conflicted. "Good Morning, Sunshine." He said, not taking his eyes away from the painting. His British accent flourished, which sent chills down Elena's spine. "Morning." She said in monotone. Klaus finally looked at her. "Get dressed. We have much to discuss. We will do so in a place where the walls do not have ears." He walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
Elena draped her feet off of the bed. She felt sick, emotional, angry. It was like she was living a nightmare. In what world did she think this would be a good idea? He was Klaus Mikaelson for God sake. There were more strings attached to this than there would have ever been with anyone else. Her emotions were boiling up inside of her and in a moment's notice, before she could stop herself, she was screaming and crying, knocking things over, breaking things, things that could never be replaced. She half expected Klaus to storm in and attack her, but he didn't. Instead, he stood in the doorway, watching her and waiting for her to calm down. It was the first time Elena noticed that Klaus had changed. But, it wouldn't be the last, because whether she liked it or not, she was stuck in New Orleans with the Original hybrid, the father of her child.