Most of the chapter is a flashback to the day Natalya met Marcel, but there is also a flashback within the flashback to the day Natalya was turned into a vampire. Natalya's actual relationship to the Mikaelson family and why she carries the Mikaelson name will be revealed in the next chapter. I will clarify that she is not related to them in any way.

He started to make his way over to me. I reached over and took a shot of Tequila from the man sitting next to me and downed it.

"Hello there. Greg tells me that you resisted coming to meet me. My town, my rules. You don't like it; you can either pay the price or leave."

I set the shot glass down on the bar with a loud clank and turned around. "Is that so?"

He looked taken back for a moment before recovering. "Natalya Mikaelson. It's been a while."

"You know her?" Greg asked as he looked between us.

"Of course he does. He wouldn't be the man he is today if not for me. Rather, he wouldn't be the vampire." Marcel and I glared at each other.

"I thought Klaus was your sire?" Greg questioned.

Marcel didn't say a word, just watched me. In my experience it wasn't a good thing when Marcel was quiet. "He is. Marcel would have never met Klaus if not for me. He was nothing more than an orphan living on the streets when he met me. Isn't that right Marcel?"

New Orleans 1904

I was walking home from town. I had gone out to the boutiques to find something for Rebekah. It was our anniversary of sorts. It had been three hundred and ninety four years today since Rebekah had turned me into a vampire. It was a bittersweet day. Not only was it the day I became a vampire, but also the day I died giving birth to my last child and abandoned all of my children. I was passing an alley while reminiscing about that night in fifteen ten.

England 1510

I was giving birth to my sixth child, Penelope. It was a hard labor, much harder than any of my previous children, even worse than the twins. Rebekah was by my side as she had been for the birth for each of my children. Every time I had a contraction, I would squeeze her hand.

Another contraction ended. "I can not do this anymore. Please tell me you can see the baby!" I cried.

"I'm sorry. Apparently, the little one does not want to make an appearance." The midwife looked worried. I had already been in labor for about twelve hours. None of my other children had taken nearly that long. I had been blessed with mostly easy births.

I was now fifteen hours into labor and had lost a lot of blood. "Bekah, I'm not doing too well." I managed to whisper. I wasn't sure how much longer I would be able to hold on.

She looked to the midwife. "Is there nothing you can do to move this along?"

The midwife nodded her head to the side of the room. Rebekah let go of my hand and followed her over where they had a very hushed conversation. A few moments later, they came back over to my bed. Rebekah looked down at me sadly.

"What did she say?" I asked her worriedly.

"There's a chance that we may lose both of you." Rebekah's eyes saddened.

"What?" I stopped to calm myself down. "Rebekah. Save the baby."

"How?"

I gestured to come closer. I began to whisper. "Compel me to not feel anything. Then cut the baby out of me."

She looked back at me horrified. "Natalya! You can not be serious."

I nodded my head. "I am. Save the baby. I am more than happy to die for my child." I assured her.

She thought for a few moments before agreeing. "On one condition; I'm giving you my blood. I'll turn you."

"Do it."

New Orleans 1904

The memories of that night were very emotional for me. I was so engulfed in the memory that I hadn't heard the man approaching me from behind me until his hand was wrapped around my arm.

"Miss Mikaelson. Why don't you look all gussied up and proper?" He teased as he shoved me against the side of a building. .

"I do believe you should let go of me now." I warned him.

"Doesn't look as if your precious bothers are here to protect you today." He looked around to double check his assumption. It was public knowledge that Niklaus, Elijah, Rebekah, Kol, and I were siblings. Very few people knew that I had no actual blood relation to any of them.

There were several people very close so that I was unable to just throw him off of me as I normally would. I was trying to catch his line of sight to compel him when a dark shinned fist collided with my assailants face. His had let go of me and he dropped to the ground.

"Are you okay, Miss?" He asked when the man stood and ran away.

"I am, thank you…." I trailed off.

"Marcel." He smiled charmingly. He was a handsome man in probably his twenties, despite his ratty, torn, dirty clothes.

"Thank you, Marcel. I appreciate your assistance."

"Please allow me to escort you home. I would hate for you to run into another attacker."

I smiled back at him. "Of course."

It was another ten minute walk to the house. "Would you care to come inside for something cold to drink?" I offered as we entered the gates of the estate.

"Sure, thank you." He held the door open for me before following me into the kitchen where several staff members were bustling around.

One of the staff, Grace, stopped what she was doing to check in with me. "Miss Mikaelson, is there something I can do for you and your guest?"

"Yes, we would like some lemonade in the parlor, please, and I would appreciate it if someone could make sure that my purchases could be placed in my room." She nodded and took my purchases from me. I turned and gestured towards the parlor near the entrance of the mansion.

We had been sitting in the parlor for maybe five minutes when Nik and Elijah entered. "Natalya, we heard that you had returned home." I stood to meet Elijah who gave my cheek a peck. He took in Marcel sitting across from me. "Who is your guest?"

"Marcel, these are my brothers, Elijah, and Niklaus." I gestured to each of my 'brothers.' We kept up the ruse that I was another sister, the last thing we wanted was attention stemmed from rumors that I was loose woman living with three men to whom I was not related. "Elijah, Nik, this is Marcel. He saved me from an attacker today I town and wanted to escort me home." I let them know why he was in the house.

Elijah was instantly looking me over. "Are you okay?" He asked playing the role of big brother to perfection.

"Yes. My assailant had no sooner shoved me against a wall when Marcel intervened." I smiled back at Marcel.

Elijah turned around and held his hand out to Marcel. "It seems as if we owe you are gratitude. Thank you very much for seeing to Natalya's safety." Marcel shook Elijah's hand.

"She is home now. Why are you still here?" Nik glared at him.

"It is hot outside. I offered him a cold glass of lemonade." I glanced at him incredulously.

"Niklaus." Elijah admonished him. "That is no way to show gratitude for such a deed." He turned back to Marcel, "Please excuse his behavior." Nik stalked out of the room. "We have dinner at five; would you care to join us?"

"Of course." He took my hand and kissed the back of it. "I'll see you at five."

Present Day

"I wasn't aware that you were coming back to the Quarter." Marcel put on his normal smile. "It's been at least twenty years since I've seen you here." He reached out engulfed me in a hug.

"Twenty years since you've seen me. I've popped in several times to check on and update the estate. I'm back for good. I heard Nik and Elijah were coming home and decided to join them." I plastered a fake smile on my face for him.

"I'm glad you're back. Feel free to stay as long as you like." He looked over my shoulder for a moment before looking back to me. "I have some things to take care of. Make yourself at home and if you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask." He smiled before taking my hand and kissing the back of it just as he had done that very first day we met.

Hopefully you enjoy. I'm feeling pretty good about this chapter. It is a little short by my standard but that's only because I need to leave for work in two hours and still need a nap beforehand. Next chapter will be Natalya meeting Hayley and the story of how she came to join the Mikaelson family. The reason for Marcel and Natalya's strained relationship will come out in the next few chapters as well. If you like it, please review. I do obsess over reviews…