A/N: Apparently, I finished another one of these...
"Is that Hope Mikaelson?" Alaric dark barely constrained angry voice came from behind her. Caroline sighed knowing that this was a conversation that was bound to happen but she had been hoping to put it off a little while longer. Caroline looked out the window to where the three girls were playing in the yard. Apparently, the three of them had hit it off at school but Alaric apparently hadn't seen them together until now.
"Hope Mikaelson is a kid. She is not her mother and she is not her father," since she was sure he was more worried about Klaus than he was about Hayley. "You're the one who recruited her," she mentioned but he wasn't willing to back down yet.
"Well yeah but they weren't supposed to," he gestured to the girls who were sitting on the ground underneath the large oak giggling. The three of them looked adorable and so happy.
"What was I supposed to say? Honey, you can only be friends with kids whose parents haven't killed lots of people? Well then, no one would able to be friends with them either. I'm a vampire. I killed when I had to and for fun when I turned my emotions off after my mom died. And you, you used to be an original vampire too before you came back," Caroline shot back, even though at first when she had first seen the three of them playing together she had had the exact same thoughts that she was sure were swirling around in Alaric's mind.
Hope, innocent or not was the daughter of Klaus Mikaelson and Hayley and they had enemies. Ones that could try to hurt her girls to get to Hope if they became close. Hope, herself, was a powerful witch from a powerful line and dark forces could be after her too, endangering her girls who had already had enough people after them. That wasn't even to mention their own complicated past with the original family. Honestly, she had the urge to pull them apart the first time she had seen them play together...until she realized how happy the three girls were together.
The girls had just lost Stefan, same as her. Hope had lost even more if what she had heard was right. She had lost her father and all but her mother and one aunt in one night. The three girls had already been so much at such a young age but looking at them giggling about something on the ground she knew would never be able to bring herself to tear them apart.
Alaric looked back at the window the angry look slowly ebbing and a few minutes later, he just looked worried.
"What if someone hurts them?" he muttered but Caroline heard him anyway.
"Hope is apparently a powerful witch, who also has Hayley a hybrid. But Lizzie and Josie are siphons and they have us and Bonnie, Damon, Elena, Matt and Jeremy. We won't let anything hurt them. Look how happy they are," she added smiling softly as the girls who gotten up from the ground and seemed to be running around playing a game that she couldn't immediately place. She saw Alaric smile softly too as he looked at their daughters play with Hope.