Just wanted to say that thank y'all so much for following/favoriting this, it means so much to me. I did tweak a few things, but not a lot. Please review and give me feedback, I look forward to writing a new chapter soon (school just started for me so it's a little hectic right now)

Leiana sprinted into the house, her long, wavy blonde-brown hair flying behind her. "Father!" she called, rushing into the formal living room. Three heads turned to greet her. Rebekah Mikaelson looked slightly irritated by the young girl's interruption, her narrowed blue eyes the only indication. Elijah on the other hand looked amused, a flicker of a smile gleaming in his brown eyes. But Leiana barely glanced at them, her grin spreading as her eyes reached the one man who meant the most to her in the world: Klaus.

A matching grin spread across Klaus' face, the green in his eyes sparkling as he took in Leiana's eccentric mood. "What is it, love?"

Leiana paused to take a breath, her smile wide. "It's a letter… for me!"

Klaus' smile faltered slightly. "A letter? From whom?"

"I don't know." Leiana's chest heaved with excitement.

Klaus' smile disappeared completely at this information, he sat forward putting down the glass he'd been holding. "Give it here, child." Leiana didn't hesitate, she handed Klaus the letter. He practically tore it open, his eyes fierce. As he scanned the letter, his eyebrows scrunched closer with his increasing frustration.

"Brother, what is it?" Elijah's calm voice asked. Leiana finally glanced away from Klaus. Elijah looked nonchalant, but Leiana knew he was worried by the slight shake in his knee. Klaus ignored him, glaring at the letter. His fists closed around the letter, making it crinkle in several places.

"For God's sake, Niklaus, what is it?" Rebekah practically shouted; her forceful voice making Klaus look up at her.

His blue-green eyes were dark enough to match his dilated pupils. "They're coming for her." There was no question who her was: Leiana. Elijah cursed, a rarity for him, and put his head in his hands for a moment.

He looked up after a moment of silence. "Why would they do that?" His gaze flicked to me before returning to Klaus'.

Klaus' jaw was clenched tightly. "They know what I did, what I've been teaching her."

Rebekah's eyes narrowed further. "How did they find out?"

Elijah threw up his hands. "They've obviously been watching her somehow."

Klaus stood up, his temper flaring. "Impossible, I would know."

"Not necessarily." Elijah clasped his hands in his lap, his usual resolve returning.

Leiana's voice was small, her excitement had died. "What do they want with me?"

Three sets of eyes snapped to her, but it was Klaus who answered her, his voice hard. "It doesn't matter because they won't be getting it. The fact that they know changes everything."

Rebekah chimed in, her tone curious. "What do they want with her? What did the letter even say?"

Klaus looked at the floor. "Leiana, go to your room." Leiana left the room. Klaus didn't speak until the echo of her footsteps had stopped. "She's in one of the witches' prophecies," Klaus growled. "I didn't know."

"Which one?" Elijah asked, curious as always.

"They didn't say. Only that in three days' time they will come for Leiana."

Rebekah almost smiled. "That isn't necessarily a bad thing, Niklaus."

Klaus whirled on his sister, his voice shrill and booming. "How dare you say those words to me?"

Rebekah didn't flinch, she was far too used to Klaus's mood swings. "She's getting older, brother. Sooner or later she'll leave you, unless you make her into a vampire. Are you willing to do that?"

Klaus was tense. "I didn't teach her magic all this time to throw it away, little sister."

Rebekah stood, facing her brother. "Then you have to make a choice, Niklaus. The witches are not going to simply let you keep her because you've grown fond of the brat."

Klaus clenched his teeth, enunciating each word. "Watch your tone, Rebekah."

"Klaus," Elijah said sternly, crossing the few feet between them to lay a hand on his brother's arm. "Calm down, the girl is just upstairs," Klaus glared at Rebekah a few moments more before turning away and clenching his hands into fists, his back to his siblings. Elijah continued. "You've known she was special, how else would she have ended up in your care? Any matter, we need to figure out what we're going to do."

An endless silence filled the room as Klaus thought. Coming to a decision, he half-turned towards Elijah and Rebekah. "We're going to hide her."

Rebekah stared, her mouth practically hanging open. "What do you mean 'we'll hide her'?" she asked incredulously.

Klaus fixed her with a look. "I mean exactly what I said. No one, especially not a group of witches, are going to take Leiana from me. I'll kill all of them if I have to."

Elijah stared at the floor, silent, as his brother and sister argued back and forth. He finally looked up, his voice clear. "Alright."

"Elijah!" Rebekah cried, shocked. "This is our home, I'm not going to leave because our brother can't let go of some child."

Elijah's dark eyes were hard. "Leiana is as much part of this family as you are, Rebekah. This matter is settled, now go pack you're things."

Rebekah held her ground, crossing her slender arms over her chest. "And what if I refuse?"

Klaus nearly laughed. "There are other ways to get you to go." Fear exploded through Rebekah, her entire body going rigid at Klaus's words.

"You… wouldn't." She stuttered.

Now, Klaus smiled. "Don't test me, little sister, you won't like the result."

Tension filled the air, another unending silence blanketed the room. Sudden footsteps outside the front door made the trio pause. Elijah frowned, moving to answer it, but Klaus stopped him with a hand.

Silent seconds passed before a voice called out, clear in the siblings' ears. It was a woman who spoke. "We have come to claim our rightful property. Give us the girl now, and escape with your lives."

Klaus began to growl.