Disclaimer: I do not own the CW's version of The Vampire Diaires. That honor goes to Julie Plec and Kevin Williamson. If I did I would live in Ireland, in a little cottage and give all excess wealth to the poor.

Hello Readers. This is an idea I couldn't shake. So, here you go. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Niklaus, I am Your Father

When Niklaus was born they did not have things such as DNA tests. This is why when Mikael Mikaelson received the test result in the mail one day in the year 2010, he frowned. 'No," he thought, 'that was not possible.' Niklaus could not be his biological son. Could he? He called the lab and had the test done again. After the fiftieth time the doctor called and told Mikael he did not care how much money Mikael was offering they were done confirming the DNA result.

"Damn," Mikael muttered to himself. "Well, that is unfortunate." He traveled to the next city and forced another group of technicians to perform the test. He groaned. His head ached from looking at the stupid print out. That was not true. The boy was a bastard. Esther had confessed. Just because he threatened to kill her if she did not admit the truth…

Hmm… Well, then Mikael supposed he should find the boy and tell him that he was his son after all. Maybe he could take him to play mini golf. Since being released by that stupid vampire, Katerina Petrova or Katherine Pierce or whatever her name was Mikael had found the game relaxing. Mikael did not really care. He always thought that the boy was not his. Now…

Mikael picked up his phone. "Yes, I need one ticket to Mystic Falls, Virginia."

Mikael did not know what he would say to Niklaus. He traveled through the airport in a daze. How was he supposed to be a father to a boy he had terrorized. Well, he could take him to those Disney movies and get him an ice cream come. Maybe they could go to the park and he could teach Niklaus to throw a ball like a man or he could push him on the swing set.

Mikael groaned as the line through customs continued for what felt like forever. Finally, he found himself on a plane. It was a truly horrible flight. They played The Pursuit of Happyness. He did not care for the point of the film; there was too much cheer at the end. However, there was something about watching Will Smith and the young boy actor that caused Mikael to think of Klaus.

Maybe if they gave up all their earthly possessions and lived in abject poverty until Mikael worked his way up the business ladder they could bond. Or they could be in a film together. Yes, that might work. They could make it a family affair. He would go find Niklaus. He would undagger the other children and they would make a film. It would work even if he had to put the fear of God into each and every one of them.

Mikael liked this idea. Elijah could direct the film. Rebekah could design the costumes. Kol could bloody well sit down and shut up for once. Finn could produce. Then there was Esther. She could write the script. This would be a real family affair.

Mikael was smiling when he climbed into the cab. When he arrived at his son's residence he looked at the home that his son had purchased. He felt pride fill his chest. His son. Mikael walked up to the door and knocked on it. Rebekah opened the door. Her face filled with horror. "Oh my God."

"Rebekah, who is at the door?" Klaus appeared beside her. His face darkened when he saw Mikael. Before Klaus could think Mikael walked into the house and embraced Klaus and Rebekah. "My children." Rebekah and Klaus gave each other terrified looks.

"Is he on something?" Rebekah mouthed to Klaus.

Klaus frowned. He would be less afraid if Mikael had come to the door with a flame launcher or a white oak stake. The fact that Mikael was currently embracing him tightly was far more terrifying than any of his previous fantasies of a confrontation with his father. This was just wrong. He would find the witch who did this to his father and torture her. You did not turn Mikael into a loving father without being punished. Klaus could not think of who would do this. However, he had plenty of enemies.

Rebekah pulled back. "Father, are you feeling well?"

Mikael nodded. He was grinning like crazy. Their father had not let go of Klaus. He currently had the hybrid in a headlock because Klaus had tried to escape. "I feel wonderful, Bekah. And I have wonderful news for both of you." He involuntarily squeezed Klaus head, who began to choke.

A young man interrupted their conversation. "I need to talk to Klaus."

Mikael turned to the boy in the doorway. When he turned Klaus was forced to turn with him. "I'm sorry," Mikael informed the boy at the door. "Niklaus is having a meeting with his family but if you would like to come back later he might have a minute for you." Mikael then closed the door in Tyler Lockwood's face.

Tyler wondered who the man was and why he was in the Mikaelson home. He decided to gather the others and inform them of the new development. This man could be a new enemy that they would have to deal with soon. Obviously, the man had some power if he had Klaus in a headlock. Tyler pulled out his phone and began to text his friends.

Mikael gestured for Rebekah to sit down on a couch in the living room. Afterward, he threw Klaus onto the couch beside his sister. Niklaus was pouting. "Niklaus, stop doing that thing with your mouth. People will think you are Rebekah's sister." Mikael snapped.

Klaus sat bolt upright, adjusting his facial expression. "Now, I need to tell you something Niklaus and it may come as shock after all these years."

"You had a brain transplant," Klaus muttered, staring at the ceiling.

Mikael narrowed his eyes. "What was that, boy?"

"Nothing, father," Klaus grunted.

"Very well," Mikael stood in front of them, the crazy smile returning. He pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Klaus.

Klaus examined the piece of paper. "What is this?"

"It is a DNA test." Mikael stated, grinning down at Klaus.

"Yes, and…" Klaus really did not know what the man was driving at. He just wanted him gone.

"It's a DNA test that I had conducted using samples of my DNA and yours. You really shouldn't leave brushes laying around in strange hotel rooms." Mikael frowned. There was so much that he needed to teach Niklaus. The first thing on his list was to not pout and to dress like a grown man. 'For God's sake was that a blouse his son was wearing? And were those necklaces around his neck?" Mikael glowered at Klaus's apparel.

Klaus frowned. "And what have you done with these DNA samples? Did you find a new way to try to kill me?"

Mikael frowned. "No, I thought it would be obvious…" Klaus and Rebekah gave him blank looks. "Klaus, the test told me that I am your biological father."

"What?" This was the only response Klaus could form before he fainted.

Mikael blinked at his offspring. He would have to add that to the list of behavioral modification.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this new fic. I love Klaus and Caroline. She will appear in chapter two. This is a Klaroline fic which is told partially from Mikael's point of view. However, after chapter two, I'll be switching between Klaus and Caroline's points of view. If you enjoyed this fic and want to see more please review, favorite and follow. Feedback is greatly appreciated and will be answered with happy faces

Thank you for reading.

LL