"Please, please, please .. please" where the words that seem to be on a never ending repeat in Katherine Mikaelson's head. That was the only rational thing that could escape her lips while she waited for a little white stick to change her life. She had set the stick down on the bathroom counter between the "his and hers" porcelain sinks next to her kitchen timer. How fitting it usually let her know when something in the oven was ready and now it was to notify her when to check her pregnancy test. "Any buns in the oven?" Kol's silly question from their last family dinner popped into her thoughts. Of course her brother in law's comical voice would appear into her thoughts at a moment like this. Kol Mikaelson would do or say anything to make any situation more awkward, he lived for it. And at this moment, she needed to laugh because she was so anxious she might just scream.
Katherine seated herself on the edge of her bathtub and drifted back into her earlier thoughts of babies. A little time and two lines would let her know soon enough if she was going to have a baby. Even though when she first thought she might be pregnant, Katherine was certain her little white stick would only have one line. Somehow that earlier thought was ok with her then but not anymore. Now, she was holding her breathe for two simple pink lines that would change her future. She had spent the better part of her morning after purchasing the pregnancy test thinking. Thinking if she was ready for a baby, was her lifestyle ready, shit was her house even ideally safe enough to bring home a baby? But more importantly was her marriage ready for a baby? Could her calm everything has it's place husband Elijah handle a bouncing, drooling, crying baby in their house. Babies require constant attention and love. Love, something she was already feeling without even knowing for certain if she was expecting. She would love their baby with everything she had and then some. Even at 4:30 in the morning, when the sun has not even begun to sneak its rays of light into her bedroom window, she would love her crying baby no matter how exhausted she was. He or she would be the best of both of them. A gorgeous baby with dark curly hair and big brown eyes that saw through to your soul just like their mother's.
Who could not want to love their baby? Elijah would love the baby she was certain but how long would it take? She was in love right now but would it take him until hearing their heart beat, seeing her belly grow or until he held their infant in his arms? Elijah Mikaelson was hard for everyone to read except Katherine, she knew her husband inside and out. She knew what ticked him off, how a book and a fire could calm any anger in him, how to make him smile, how he liked his tea, what he was thinking by only looking into his eyes and that family was and will always be his main priority. Yet the idea of a baby, their baby, made her unsure. They had discussed having babies before they got married but never when. Since now was their possible when, she wondered if he ever thought about it again after their conversation. Did he ever once think about how she would look carrying their baby in her arms? Did he visualize the guest room across the hall from their bed chamber as a possible nursery? Did he know what books he would use as bed time stories for their children one day? Was he ready to start thinking about all of that?
After this morning, Katherine knew she was ready and the more she thought about it, the more she smiled. Happiness felt like it was pouring out of her. Being ready was her final thought when the timer went off. Before getting up to check the little white stick Katherine had decided that even if it was one pink line, she was going to tell Elijah she wanted to try having a baby. That little white stick had changed her life before she even looked down and saw her two pink lines letting her know, she was with child.