"Is she gonna be all right?" Matthew asked Elijah nervously as he watched his eight months pregnant daughter waddle around the house, complaining about how everything hurt in between trips to the bathroom. "Are her pregnancies usually like this? I don't remember being this tense when her mother and I were expecting her."

"Oh, she'll be fine!" Elijah assured his father in law. "Her pregnancies are usually around a month shorter than a human pregnancy, so she could deliver any day now."

"And I fucking wish I could, but she seems to be taking her sweet god damn time to get here!" Selina called from the bathroom. "I have half a mind to go see Doctor Joel and have him induce labor."

Elijah opened his mouth to say that that wasn't safe, but Matthew put a restraining hand on his arm. "Don't say anything," he whispered. "It's safer that way."

"And can I ask how you would know?" Elijah whispered.

"I was married to her mother, who was exactly the same way," Matthew replied, an answer so obvious that Elijah felt like an idiot. "I mean, if you look at how Selina is normally, you'd never guess that she and her mother were related, since she's more like me, but it's at times like this that the fact that she's her mother's daughter is painfully apparent. Whenever Amelia got like this, I just let her alone until it passed and with that plan in place, we managed pretty well."

"Thankfully, this is a rare mood for your daughter," Elijah replied. "She's usually only this hostile when she's pregnant, so thankfully it comes and goes. Hopefully it won't last much longer."

"Well, however much longer it lasts, good luck," Matthew replied. "And if you think about it, when it's time for her to have the baby, let me know."

"All right," Elijah nodded as Selina emerged and went to sit on the sofa. "I will."


"Okay!" Selina cried, bursting into Elijah's office without warning a few days later. "I'm sorry if you're busy and all that, but we need to go."

"Right now?" Elijah asked. "But just a couple of days ago you said-"

Selina then sped over and actually grabbed the lapel of Elijah's shirt. "We. Go. Now!" She cried. "Get off your ass and take me to the hospital!" She yanked the phone out of his hand and put it to her ear. "Sorry, caller," she said. "I'm in labor so my needs are more important than yours at the moment." She then let out a cry of pain that probably rendered the person on the other side of the line deaf before hanging up and looking at her frightened husband who got up and followed her from the house without a word until he called Matthew as they paused at a stoplight and gave him directions to the hospital so he could meet them.

"All right, I'll be there as soon as I can," Matthew replied. "Thanks for letting me know."

"You're welcome," Elijah replied as Selina cried and swore in the background. Matthew then ended the call, grabbed his coat, and headed to the hospital where, thanks to the fact that Elijah had let the administration staff know he was coming, he was just able to go right on through to see his daughter without any hassle.


As he stood at her bedside holding his daughter's hand, Matthew was torn between staying where he was and standing out in the hallway as he watched Selina suffer through labor, spouting four-letter words that he knew his wife would have never allowed her to hear, much less say. He'd once found it in himself to shoot her so she'd be able to become a vampire again after a werewolf bite, but this…this was much harder to watch.

Finally, he let out a relieved breath as the baby girl emerged and took her first breath. "Is it always like this?" He asked as he wiped his daughter's head. "You did wonderfully."

Selina smiled as her daughter was wrapped in a towel and then handed to her. "You did too," she told him. "I honestly thought you would faint."

"So…what's her name?" Matthew asked the baby's parents.

"Amanda," Elijah said.

"Yep," Selina nodded as she cradled her new daughter, who already had a sprinkling of dark hair. "Amanda Veronica Mikaelson."

"Amanda," Matthew said with a satisfied smile and put his hand on the little baby's head. "How lovely."

"It is, isn't it?" Selina smiled. It was then that she noticed Elijah getting twitchy. "You wanna hold her?" She asked.

"Yes," he replied. "If it's not too much trouble."

Selina shook her head and handed Amanda over so she could meet her father.

"Hi, there," Elijah said as he smiled at the little girl. "I've been waiting for you for a long time and I can't wait to introduce you to all your brothers and sisters."

"How do you think the older children will handle having a new sibling?" Matthew asked. "Are you worried about their reactions?"

"Of course not," Selina replied. "All our kids are adults or close to it by now, and we've never had a problem with bringing a new child into the family, or at least not a problem that wasn't solved quickly."

"Well, aren't you lucky?" Matthew smiled.

"Yeah," Selina nodded. "We are."


About a week after Amanda's birth, Viktor and Astrid stopped by again to drop off some forms for Elijah to sign, to make his job at the new school official. "So they let you go through with it?" He asked Astrid after he came back with a pen.

"Yeah, they did," Astrid nodded. "You wouldn't believe the relief on some of the school board members' faces when they realized that this school would mean they wouldn't have to expose their perfect, normal, precious magical children to hybrid kids ever again. They couldn't vote 'yes' fast enough!"

"Well, that's wonderful!" Elijah replied. "When do I start?"

"Pretty soon here," Astrid said. "We just have a few more things to sort out and then the school will be open for business. Thank goodness for there being so many abandoned buildings around. It would have taken so long to actually build a building from scratch."

It was at that moment that Selina came into the living room with baby Amanda after feeding her.

"And who is this?" Viktor asked as he approached them both, reaching out gently to pat Amanda on the head.

"This is Amanda," Selina replied. "One of your future students."

"Can I hold her?" Viktor asked.

"Sure," Selina replied and handed her over. "Just be careful, she has a tendency to…" Viktor let out a cry as Amanda spit up all over his jacket. "…spit up," Selina finished. "I'm so sorry. Let me get something to help you clean up that stain."

"Oh, no worries," Viktor replied. He gave Amanda back to her mother and cleaned off his suit jacket with a wave of his hand. "See?" He said when the stain disappeared. "No trouble at all."

"Now you know why I've dressed so casually lately," Elijah said with a smirk. A short while later, he handed Astrid the papers. "I think I've gotten them all filled out and signed," he said.

Astrid looked through them and nodded. "Yep," She said. "You did. Thanks a lot. And I promise we'll let you know when you can start working."

"All right," Elijah replied. "I can't wait!"

They then left and Selina handed Amanda to Elijah, who gazed at the baby with indulgence before asking Selina to hand him a towel, which he put over his shoulder.

"I should have given poor Viktor a towel," Selina sighed and sat down. "I feel bad that I didn't."

"Oh, I don't think you need to worry," Elijah replied. "He took it in stride."

"But I don't know about Laura," Selina told him. "Do you realize that since she first came to see her sister, we haven't heard a word from her? Maybe you should go talk to her, honey."

"All right," Elijah replied, looking down at Amanda. "I'll go talk to Laura. Even if it means leaving this little darling for a few hours."

"You can do it," Selina told him, putting a supportive hand on his shoulder. "I know you can."


"I can't believe we've lived in this house for so long," Rebecca said as she looked around the cabin.

"I can't believe it either," Eli replied. "I thought you were gonna make a run for it on the second day. So why didn't you? You could have easily. Could it be because deep down you like me a little?"

"Well, if I had to make a choice between going somewhere far away, and being at my mother's beck and call, let's see what option I would pick?" Rebecca replied. "Even if you're just a teenager, you're much better company. Though it's a shame you can't be a werewolf all the time. Those are the fun days."

"I know you watch me transform from the window," Eli told her. "Do you realize how painful it is? I can't just painlessly turn back and forth like you do."

"What's your point?" Rebecca asked.

"I resent your feeling like the only time I'm worth anything is when I'm a werewolf," Eli replied. "That's my point."

"Of course you're worth something when you're not a werewolf!" Rebecca cried. "I mean, if you weren't here, who would cook my meals and clean my house and do my laundry?"

"You would," Eli replied. "And I'm so close to making it so you have to."

"You can't make me do anything," Rebecca replied.

"I'm not gonna make you," Eli replied. "I'm just gonna ask you nicely and hope that you can find it in the goodness of your heart to help me. It won't even take you long with your powers."

"My mother warned me about men like you," Rebecca said, eyes narrowed. "Ones who would just want me to cook and clean because I was a woman."

Eli scoffed. "I don't want you to cook and clean just cause you're a woman," he said. "I want you to do it because right now, I'm the one who's doing all the work when we both live here and I don't think that's fair! It would have been much easier if this was still just a one room hut, but when you expanded it, things got messier and tougher to deal with."

"Of course it's all my fault for wanting to make the place we live a bit more hospitable," Rebecca sighed.

"Yes," Eli nodded. "It is! Now get off your ass and clean!"

Rebecca then stood up and zapped herself into a French maid outfit. "As you wish," she said, coming up to him and kissing him. "But remember, I don't do windows."

"I'll do the windows," Eli replied, then watched with interest as Rebecca literally swept and dusted and vacuumed, even shaking her butt a little in the process. "There," she said when the house was reasonably clean. "Are you happy?"

"Yes," Eli replied, grinning as he sauntered toward her and picked her up. "You've done well. I think you deserve a reward."

"Oh, yes, I do," Rebecca replied with a smile. "Especially after I did something that was so hard on me! My back hurts really bad!"

"Does it really?" Eli asked.

"Yes," Rebecca nodded resolutely. "I think I need a massage."

Eli then stripped down to his boxers and helped Rebecca out of her dress, watching with a hot expression as she climbed into bed, her breasts bouncing up and down before she lay down on her stomach and Eli gently massaged her back. The sounds of her moans worried him at first, but when he stopped, she barked at him. "What's the matter with you?" She asked. "Why did you stop?"

"I thought I hurt you," Eli replied. "Did I hurt you?"

"No," Rebecca replied. "I just have a lot of tight muscles. Maybe I'm tense."

"I don't know what you have to be tense about," Eli replied. "Since you don't do anything."

"What are you talking about?" Rebecca said. "I just cleaned our house!"

"You cleaned the living room!" Eli replied. "And it was one time! Just cleaning the living room, although I'm grateful that you did that, doesn't constitute cleaning the whole house."

"You're a real jerk, you know that?" Rebecca asked. "I do all I can to help you and you just disrespect my efforts!" She then winced as Eli gave her a spanking. "What was that for?" She cried.

"You're ticking me off," Eli replied.

"Maybe I should tick you off more often," Rebecca replied, her tongue going over her lips. "Do that again!"

With a sigh, Eli spanked Rebecca a few more times before flipping her over onto her back. "You drive me crazy, you know that?" He asked.

"Yeah," Rebecca nodded and brought his head down so he could kiss her. "You wanna get dressed and get out of here? Maybe go to a hotel?"

"All right," Rebecca nodded as they got dressed for the time being. "Any excuse to get out of this drafty, dreary place."

"All right," Eli nodded. "Race you to the car. First one there gets to drive."

"Oh, you are on!" Rebecca smiled. "Prepare to lose!"

Eli counted and then began to run but groaned in dismay when sneaky, sneaky Rebecca used her powers to disappear and reappear in the car before even Eli's vampire speed could get him there.

"You cheated!" He cried when she let him in the passenger's seat.

"And this surprises you?" She asked. "If it makes you feel better, you can be on top when we get to the hotel."

Eli sighed. "That's okay I guess," he said. "Just start the car."

"Okay," Rebecca replied and turned the key. "I will."