A/n: Hey guys. Just a quick couple of things to know. This story takes place literally like 24hrs after Tyler and Caroline break up. As to why I haven't decided yet. This is technically a companion fic but you don't have to read the first one (Daddy's Little Angel) to know whats going on. If you have any questions please pm me and i will do my best to answer them!
"Fucking Rose why didn't you just let him on the board with you!" I yell at my computer screen, sobbing as Rose shakes Jack uselessly. "You promised!" In hindsight, Titanic might not have been a greatest post break up movie choice. Fresh tears run down my face and I shove more ice cream in my mouth.
"Bitch alert. Bitch alert. There is a bitch on the other side of this phone do not pick it up." I reach over and quickly pause my movie before picking up my phone. I knew it had been a good idea to download that ringtone.
"Hello Rebekah." I say easily.
"Have you seen Nik?" she asks, not bothering with formalities.
"Um…no? Why is everything all right?" I would never admit it aloud but I was a little worried. She sounded panicked. The dial tone sounds in my ear. I look down to see the call ended sign. "OK then." I press play on my movie. Ten minutes later a knock sounds at my door. I sigh and pause the movie again. Who would be here at three in the morning?
I get up and walk to the door quickly. Looking through the peep hole I find Klaus covered in blood and holding a bundled blanket on my porch. I groan before opening the door.
"Yes Klaus?" I ask, trying to get a look inside the blanket. It was bright pink and moving.
"I need your help." He says. I refrained from saying 'no shit'.
"Come in." I say, stepping back to open the door wider. As soon as he moves to enter, the bundle erupts into screams. It's high pitched and absolutely irritating.
"I'm sorry sweetheart." Klaus says looking down at the bundle which I have determined carries a baby. He rocks his body back and forth creating a swaying motion. The baby quiets almost immediately.
"Klaus," I say tentatively once he was inside the threshold. "Whose baby do you have?" Joy overtakes his features as he smiles fondly down at the baby.
"She's mine." He reply's proudly and I resist the urge to coo at the cuteness. I sigh and move to the front room. This was going to be a long night.
"How is that even possible?" I ask confusion seeping into my voice. "And who is the mother."
"My werewolf side is able to procreate. Hayley Marshall is the mother." I jump up from my seat.
"You slept with that were-slut!" I exclaimed. I was genuinely hurt that he would sleep with one of my arch enemies. I had raised my voice considerably and the baby started screaming again. This time Klaus' rocking didn't stop it. I opened up my arms and took the baby from him. Then I lifted it so that I could lay it down on my shoulder. "When as the last time you fed it?" I ask. He straight up growls at me.
"She is not an it. Her name is Amelia. And I haven't fed her, because she won't eat anything I give to her. I tried blood, I tried milk, and I even tried regular food." I sigh at him but don't yell because Amelia has just quieted down. I pull out my phone and text Rebekah. Better to keep this in the family.
'Where are you? I need some baby formula and blood.'-C
'I knew he would come to you! I will be there in fifteen minutes.'-R
With that disaster averted, I looked to Klaus. "You have some explaining to do mister."
And so he did. Everything from sleeping with Hayley ( I cringe internally) to Davina (who I definitely want to meet) to Hayley giving birth and running as soon as she gets the chance (called it) to running for four hours straight from New Orleans to protect Amelia from the witches. By the times he's explained everything, Rebekah has shown up.
"Oh thank god." She says when she sees us in the living room. She takes her niece from me in exchange of blood and baby formula. I want to keep holding Amelia but I understand that I'm not her mother or even her aunt. That doesn't stop me from feeling smug when Amelia screams as soon as she leaves my arms. I focus on making the baby food. Its a distraction and something I can handle, despite the ridiculousness of the entire situation.
I quickly move to the kitchen, throwing the blood in the microwave and finding a baby bottle at the back of a cupboard. When the blood is sufficiently warm I mix in baby powder and shake, creating a pink looking drink.
"Give Lia to Klaus." I tell Rebekah when I'm done. They both raise eyebrows at me and I sigh. "Klaus is her father he needs to know how to feed a baby." Rebekah begrudgingly hands Klaus his daughter and I show him the proper way to hold her when feeding.
I give him the bottle and he flounders. "You have to hold it for her. She doesn't have the muscles to do it herself. Don't shove it in her mouth either, just put it close enough she can latch in when she's ready." Klaus does as he's told and Lia quickly drains the bottle.
I run to the bathroom and grab a rag. When I get downstairs Klaus is tickling Lia relentlessly. "I wouldn't do that." I say.
"Why?" Klaus looks up just in time for Lia to spit up her meal.
"That's why. Plus she won't start giggling for a few more months." I sigh and quickly take Lia from him wiping her face. "Hurry up and wash your hands." I say gesturing to the kitchen. He nods and does.
I look around to see Rebekah sitting with my computer looking grossed out. When Klaus gets back, I show him how to burp a baby. He looks equal part fascinated and disgusted by the whole process.
"Thanks you." He says to me when Lia is finally asleep in my arms. "I'll take her home now." I laugh quietly.
"Um…yeah no. She needs to stay here." I say.
"Why?" Rebekah asks. "We know how to feed her."
"Seriously?" I ask. "First of all she'll be up in a couple of hours and hungry again. Second, do you have any blood or baby formula or even know how much to feed her? Do you have proper clothes, or somewhere to let her sleep? Do you know a supernatural doctor to help you figure out if she's healthy? What about blankets? Do you even know what a swaddle is?" I could've gone on but they already looked pretty scolded. "Now I'm going to go lay her down on my bed and then go through my baby stuff and hopefully find enough to get you through until we can go shopping. You," I say pointing at Klaus, "Come with me."
He dutifully follows me and watches as I place Lia on the bed and surround her with pillows. "We'll have to check on her every once in a while to make sure she doesn't fall or smother herself." I turn without acknowledging him and walk to my mother's room. I open the trunk at the foot of her bed and dig for blankets, spit up rags, onesies, clothes, toys, bottles, and anything else we might need.
Once I gathered it all, I shoved the clothes in the wash and set off to find a diaper bag for the rest. Klaus followed me without question carrying stuffed animals I shoved at him. I had to stop and take a picture because the big bad Klaus Mikaelson with teddy bears falling out of his arms and a serious expression on his face was perfect.
By the time I'd found everything and sorted it, it was five am. Klaus sits one end of the couch. I collapse down after him and rest my head in his lap. It was more comfortable than the chair and Rebekah was already seated on the other end of the couch. Klaus hums in contentment and starts playing with my hair. Rebekah's rolls her eyes at us and I retaliate by sticking my feet in her lap. She makes a face but doesn't push me away. I settle, just about to fall asleep and a scream sounds from upstairs. I slowly get up.
"Come on Daddy do little, time for lesson number two."
A/N: So there it is. Feel free to correct me on any mistakes I made as far as raising a baby goes but I did do a little research for this so hopefully its correct. Please R&R!