Chapter 2

Just a human

The Lafayette Cemetery, 2 hours earlier

Elijah stared at Sophie Deveraux disbelievingly.

"What are you saying?"

"My sister had a vision," she replied. "About this girl. We found her."

Elijah needed few seconds to process her words. According to Sophie, a human girl was carrying Niklaus' child.

"That's impossible," Elijah stated.

Sophie shook her head.

"No, it's not. Think about it, they called him the hybrid. He's the first of his kind."

Elijah wasn't sure what to think. Could this really be true?

"Where is this girl?" he asked.

"Bring her here!" Sophie shouted.

Elijah's eyes widened as he saw the human. She was young, probably in her early twenties, and clearly she was terrified. She had wrapped her arms around her petite frame and her eyes were nervously glancing at the three witches who escorted her to Sophie and Elijah. She swallowed when she noticed Elijah.

"This…is her?" he murmured.

"Yeah," Sophie replied. "Knowing Klaus' reputation, I dint really think that she would be his type, but obviously she was."

The girl looked at Elijah nervously and blinked her big brown eyes. She really didn't seem like Niklaus' type, but she definitely was pregnant, Elijah could hear the baby's heartbeat.

"Give us a moment alone," Elijah stated.

The girl gasped and looked at Sophie.

"No, don't…"

"He's not going to hurt you," Sophie huffed.

"No, I won't," Elijah confirmed and looked around in order to find them a place to talk.

"You can go to the mausoleum," Sophie said and pointed at the open door.

Elijah nodded and gestured the girl to come with him.

"Please."

Reluctantly she followed him, her every step was cautious.

"Alright…" he started as they entered the mausoleum. It was lit with candles. "My name is Elijah."

She looked at him cautiously before replying.

"Are you one of them?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"One of whom?"

"I don't know who they are," she murmured. "Some kind of cult or something."

"A cult?"

"Or something," she added quickly. "I don't know and I swear I'll never tell anyone about any of this, please just let me go."

Elijah observed her for a brief moment, it was very clear that she knew nothing about anything supernatural. She was just a human who had been dragged in the middle of this all.

"Could you be so kind and tell me about the father of your child?" he asked gently.

"Why?"

"Please, this is very important."

She hesitated for a moment before replying.

"What…what do you want to know?"

"Where did you meet him?"

"In a bar," she murmured. "In this small town in Virginia."

"Alright. How long were you two lovers?"

The girl blushed and bowed her head.

"We weren't…lovers. I… I was drunk and…"

"I see. What else can you tell me about him?"

"Not much," she murmured. "His name was Klaus, he had a British accent and he was a jerk."

Despite of the situation, the corners of Elijah's mouth were twitching.

"I see."

The girl pressed her lips together and looked at him.

"What do you want from me?"

"Well… May I ask your name for starters?"

"Flynn," she murmured.

"It's nice to meet you, Flynn. I realize that you must be scared and confused right now, but no harm will come to you, I will make sure of that."

"Will you let me go?" she asked cautiously.

"I really wish I could. Unfortunately things are… complicated."

"What do you mean?"

"I will explain everything to you, I promise, but there's something I must take care of first. I will come back as soon as I can."

Se looked nothing but confused. Elijah truly felt sorry for her; there was no doubt that her life would never be the same again.


Flynn was struggling to keep her eyes open as she sat on the cold stone floor. At least the women had given her a blanket, but she was still cold and hungry. She had no idea how long she had been here. In a mausoleum. She was afraid that she was going to die here.

"Kill her. And the baby. What do I care?"

Tears were burning behind Flynn's eyes as she touched her belly. Her baby…

"It's okay, little one," she murmured. "I'm not going to let them hurt you."

She had to find a way to save her child. No one would help her, she was on her own. Nothing new there. She had been on her own as long as she could remember. Like her mother, Flynn had been a wanderer her whole life, she had no roots or any specific place to call home. Her mother, Savannah, had run away from home after becoming pregnant at the age of 17. Flynn couldn't even remember how many places they had lived when she had been a child, they had moved all the time.

They had lived in trailers, motels, sometimes even apartments and there had always been a new "uncle" for her in every place they had moved. There had been Uncle Harry who had taught her how to ride a bike, Uncle Dax who had spent most of his time in a sofa, Uncle Ed who had been a truck driver, Uncle Deacon who had beaten her mother up more than once, Uncle Ken who had wanted to "save" her mother, Uncle Lloyd who had worshiped her mother and got cheated and dumped by her, Uncle Mick who have had a motorcycle and plenty of tattoos and so on.

Flynn had got used to new schools, but she had never been the loudest and the most social person, so befriending other children had always been a challenge to her. Whenever she had managed to make friends, they had moved again, so eventually she had just given up. Sometimes she felt bitterness toward her mother, but those feelings always made her feel guilty, especially now when her mother was dead.

Surely she had tried her best and she had definitely taught Flynn how to take care of herself. And now Flynn was going to be a mother herself… All she wanted was to be a good mother. Protect her child from all bad things.