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Chapter 2

Caroline's POV

"What?!" I exclaimed as I shot up from my seat. I was in shock. It's so strange how this whole story could change so dramatically as soon as she uttered those two words. I mean how could she, this sweet polite girl, be the daughter to a monster like him. There really is no justice in the world.

Hang on, who did Klaus get pregnant?

"What was the name of your mother?" I knew that I was being pushy with a sensitive subject, but I was worrying that I had just invited the child of an evil a thousand year old hybrid into my home.

"Her name was Hayley Marshell." She said warily as I was now pacing in the living area.

I stopped dead in my tracks and spun to face her, "what?! Ahh! The bitch!" And I continued to pace.

"Caroline?" She muttered quietly.

I turned to an upset and confused child, who instantly made me feel guilty for not telling her what was going on... And calling her mother a bitch.

"You knew my parents?"

I had calmed down a bit and went back towards the girl, still sitting formerly on the couch. "Yes, but it was a... strained relationship. See your father, Klaus, sorta went after my best friend who happened to be the doppelgänger-"

"Elena Gilbert." She cut in.

"Good, so you know this story. Well that's how I knew your father, but I knew your mother because she helped my ex-boyfriend, Tyler, who also happened to be the first and last of your father's hybrids, to break his sire bond."

"So if she helped your boyfriend at the time, shouldn't you like her?"

"Well, we didn't really like each other that much, but I think that was based on jealously over Tyler, and then she went against me, broke my neck and it all went downhill from there really..." And I stared of into space, caught up in those memories.

"Caroline, are you still okay with letting me stay here?" She said with concern lacing her features.

I sat down again and let out a big sigh. Right, I have to put things into perspective, she isn't showing any sigh of a mass-murderer, or being evil for that matter. "Yes... Of course you can stay here, I was just having a bit of a mental break."

There was a long pause, where we both just stared into space. She brought her knees to her chest and I looked down at my hands in my lap.

In a small, quiet voice, "Do you think he will like me?" She stared at the wall blankly and I knew she was talking about her father.

As soon as I heard this I got up and sat next to her on the couch, it was horrible listening to a child doubting their parent's love for them. Even though I might be the one guilty for putting those thoughts into her head. "Oh sweetie, he won't just like you, he will love you. You are beautiful and have a heart of gold, what's not to like? I'm sure you could charm anyone." With that I put my arms around her in an act of comfort.

"Thanks." She said weakly. "I think I'm going to go to bed, if you don't mind."

"No not at all, but I still have one question to ask."

"Ask away." She stated openly.

Ok here it goes, "what are you exactly?" I said referring to her supernatural status.

"I'm a hybrid." She answered simply, as if it were not big deal.

"So your father turned you? How is that possible if you have never met?" I rushed.

"My father didn't turn me, I was born a hybrid. Making me a 'true hybrid'." She used air quotes. "The main theory us that I'm 3 part werewolf and one part vampire, but nothing can be confirmed until I'm 16."

"Right okay..." I said processing the information I had just been told.

"Goodnight, Caroline." She said exactly like her father.

"Night..." I said watching her leave.

A couple days later, a Saturday to be exact, meaning that it was my day off work at the cafe. It was somewhere round three o'clock when there was a knock at the door. Hope was in her room and I was reading some stupid gossip magazine in the sitting area. So naturally with me being closer I went to open the door. But nothing could have prepared me for what was on the other side.

It was Elijah.

As in Klaus' brother, Elijah.

As in the Elijah I had only met a couple times, but knew damn well that you should not mess with him.

"Hi..." I stuttered nervously.

"Good afternoon, I hate to show up unexpected, but I believe you are housing my niece."

"Of course, come in" I breathed out and stepped out of the way.

Then we both heard foot steps and waited for Hope to come round the corner. "Elijah!" She exclaimed seeing him, "you came!" She ran to Elijah to hug him and he welcomed her with open arms and a genuinely happy smile. Elijah crouched slightly and they embraced. It was beautiful to see, Elijah obviously loved this girl and she obviously loves him. I stood back feeling like I was intruding on a family moment.

Then pulling back, "Where's Katherine? I know she wouldn't have let you leave her in London."

With the click of heels and swaying hips, none other than Katherine Pierce swung round the door post. "Oh please I'm not that possessive, well maybe..." And she as well bent down to give Hope a hug, smiling like Elijah.

"Oh my god, Katherine Pierce, showing human emotion." I said sarcastically. I still held a bit of a grudge since she KILLED ME.

"Watch it, Blondie..." She retorted using that awful nickname Damon so imaginatively came up with.

"Woah..." Hope stepped back to look at the two of us glaring at each other cross-armed. She spared a quick glance at Elijah, but the was too confused to notice. "What happened between you two?"

"Well, many years ago lovely Aunt Katherine here thought that a good way of getting back at my friends was to kill me."

"But Caroline as you said, that was many years ago, are you not over that yet?" She asked with a catty voice and a head tilt.

"Nope." I snapped.

Just when Katherine was about to remark, another female voice cut in, "Please ladies, stop with your bitch fight. I'm here to see my niece, not you two competing."

It was Rebekah.

Just when I thought this family reunion couldn't get worse.

"And I thought vampires couldn't get headaches..." I muttered under my breath. "So how did you guys find Hope, if she was staying here?"

"I have a phone, Caroline. I tell Elijah everything." She admitted looking at me. Behind her Elijah perked up a bit and smiled, it must be nice hearing that your niece trusts you so much.

"So where will you three be staying?" I asked knowing they couldn't and wouldn't stay here.

"Actually my recently deceased friend has a mansion just outside the centre of the quarter, I thought we could pick up Hope and live there. But Caroline, you are welcome to join us."

"Really?" I was surprised at his kind offer, but I wasn't so keen on living both Katherine and Rebekah. That could take quite a lot out of a girl.

"Hang on..." Katherine perked up and went to stand next to Elijah, setting both her hand on one of his shoulders and he wrapped an arm around her waist. I looked on them, shocked, not knowing they were together. "This was not mentioned, Elijah." She growled lowly even though everyone could hear her.

"Please Katerina..." He muttered sternly to a very unhappy Katherine.

At the thought of making Katherine squirm and really wanting to help Hope to see how it pans out. "Actually Elijah, I would love to!" I exclaimed with a purposefully over-enthusiastic smile.

Katherine sighed loudly, "come on then, Blondie. We better set off." With that she turned and headed towards the door

"Wait, Caroline what about your furniture?"

"Well most of this stuff isn't mine, but there are some things on mine in my bedroom that I would like to take."

"Me too. Why don't you go ahead and Caroline will drive us there when we've finished packing? Elijah, if you could send me the directions please."

"Of course." He replied.

"Right lets go!" Katherine shouted as she walked out the door.

Rebekah soon followed and Elijah was last, "see you later," and with that he shut the door behind him.

Me and Hope turned and walked silently to pack up our things, knowing that when Katherine Pierce wasn't happy, it wasn't going to end well.

After packing up all of ours things, we finally made it to Elijah's new mansion. Of course with the directions from Hope's phone. We ascended up the luscious driveway, 20ft trees framing the little path, basking in the summers glow. We soon reached the mansion and, wow! It's is so big that my eyes nearly fell out of my skull. It was a bright white, with intricate gold borders, a black slated roof and was easily 3 stories high

Hope only has one suitcase with wheels, so walked in through the big black doors gracefully. But I, on the other hand, had at least six bags coming up to my elbows, so waddled in like an idiot. I really did underestimate how much crap I could accumulate so easily. Anyway, surprise surprise, Katherine came to meet us at the door.

"Look, it's my favourite niece... And the Barbie who has tagged along..." Throwing a catty smirk in my direction.

"Well it's nice to see you too Katherine..." I replied sarcastically dropping two of my bags heavily on to the floor.

I took a minute to look around the hall. It. Was. Massive. It had an intricately patterned curved ceiling, that went up past the 1st floor, I think. It had a gold chandelier, right in the centre, which wasn't being used at the moment, as natural summer daylight was streaming through the massive window that was placed above the door.

As I was looking around, Elijah walked in with an authoritative air and a warm smile directed at Hope. "Now girls, if you would like to follow, I will show to your rooms." He stated calmly with a small 'follow me' gesture. He lead us up the rich mahogany stairs to the first floor, then to the left to two dark doors next to each other.

"The left is Hope's and the right is Caroline's" spoke Elijah.

We both glanced briefly at each other, before opening the doors slowly, to reveal the most beautiful room ever! It had a white bed right in the centre of the massive room, a rich, dark wooden floor, a door to an elegant-looking ensuite on the left, as well as a walk-in wardrobe next to it. On the right, opposite the ensuite and wardrobe was a huge window over-looking the luscious gardens, and had curtains matching the bed to frame it. It was breathtaking.

I dropped my bags in a heap, I went to the door, where Elijah, was looking at us both with a small smile on his face. I noticed Hope had walked to the door at the same time, "it's beautiful Elijah, thank you," she said, before kissing him on the cheek, walking back into her room and closing the door behind her.

We both looked after her before I turned to Elijah, "thank you Elijah, I really do appreciate it." And without the kissing, repeated Hope's actions.

Hope's POV

When I thanked Elijah, I noticed that Caroline's room was very similar, but mine was the opposite way round. My door was on the right as you walked in and hers on the left. The other thing I noticed was that she had a blank wall next to her window, where as I had a door there. As I hadn't looked in here yet, I opened the door.

It revealed a studio, an art studio. It was fully furnished, set up with easels, canvas, paints, brushes and drawing utensils.

"Oh Elijah... You know me too well..." I muttered knowing he could probably hear me.