Disclaimer: I do not own the Originals! I only own my OC, Juliet Jordan Gilbert, and any other characters I make up along the way!

Author's Note: Back so soon?

Literally like, four hours later.

I was just so excited to get to Bloodletting that I had to write this episode!

Now, this was a really long one! I'm proud of myself!

Enjoy!

At about 6 PM, I received a call from my sister.

"Juliet?" Elena sobbed.

"What?" I asked, fear creeping up in my stomach. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"It's Bonnie," She cried. "She's...she's dead."

My stomach dropped. "What?" I bellowed.

Bonnie? Dead? No, that wasn't possible. I had just gotten an email from her the other day! She was suggesting names for the baby. "She can't be dead!"

"She is, Jules," Elena bawled. "Apparently she died trying to bring Jeremy back from the Other Side when she died. Jeremy can see ghosts, she's been communicating through him all this time."

The memory of Caroline telling me this came flooding back. "Oh my God," I choked, grabbing the chair in my room to steady me. Tears slipped down my face.

No! She couldn't be dead! This was Bonnie. She was one of my best friends! She had to be alive! There's still so much we hadn't gotten to do with her!

"You're having a funeral, right?" I asked through my tears.

"More of a memorial, tomorrow," Elena answered.

"I'm coming," I told her.

"But what about the witches?"

"Damn the witches!" I screamed as I threw my chair to the ground. "Bonnie was my best friend, too. I can't miss this. I'm coming."

I hung up, and immediately went online to buy a plane ticket. I had one purchased within the hour, set to take off at 6 the next morning.

I searched all in the house until I finally found a suitcase, and I fought through my tears as I threw clothes inside of it.

I guess I was making a lot of noise, because there was a knock at the door. "Planning on making a trip, love?" Klaus asked as he walked into my room.

I sniffled. "I'm going back to Mystic Falls."

Klaus scoffed. "No, you're not."

"Oh, no?" I asked sarcastically as I slammed a t-shirt into the suitcase. "And I suppose you're going to stop me?"

"Well, actually," Klaus started as he put his hand on my arm.

I immediately tore my arm away from my grasp. "Don't touch me!" I growled. "Relax, I'm coming back tomorrow."

"Why are you even going in the first place?" He asked.

"You wanna know why I'm going?" I questioned, tears building up in my eyes and boiling over. "Because my best friend is dead."

Klaus's eyes widened. "Who?"

"Bonnie Bennett," I told him, and I went back to packing. "They're holding a memorial for her tomorrow, and I have to be there."

"Juliet..." Klaus started, but I cut him off.

"No!" I thundered. "I've been so involved in all of your drama that I didn't even notice that my best friend is dead," I sobbed, putting my hands to my forehead, pushing my bangs back. "Oh God, I am a horrible person."

"Juliet Gilbert, you are not a horrible person," Klaus insisted.

"Am I?" I asked. "What kind of a person doesn't notice that her best friend since the first grade was dead?"

At that point I was full on sobbing. There was no way I could make it stop. My hands went to my chest, and I cried until I felt like I had no tears felt.

A few seconds later, I was enveloped in Klaus's arms. I wept into his shoulder as I wrapped my arms around him. I needed comfort, and Klaus was offering.

"I understand why you must go back," Klaus told me as he pressed me to him tighter. "I will allow you to go. On a few conditions."

"What?" I groaned miserably.

"You come back the same day," He started. "You stay under the radar, and one of us comes with you. Either me, Elijah, Hayley, or Rebekah."

I pulled back from Klaus, and he wiped my cheeks until they were dry. "Thank you," I whispered. I honestly didn't expect this reaction from Klaus.

He leaned forward and tenderly kissed me on the forehead. "I am so sorry, my dear Juliet."

I decided to take Hayley with me. We boarded the plane to Mystic Falls the next morning, and we arrived late in the afternoon the same day. I only had a couple hours, because my flight left later that night, but that was all that I needed.

I told Elena not to tell anyone else that I was coming. So I got changed into my black dress that was slightly tight around the middle, and Hayley and I went to the spot in the forest that Elena had texted me to go to.

When I got there, I saw Elena, with Caroline, Matt, Jeremy, and some other guy, who I recognized to be Damon, Elena's new boyfriend from the pictures that she had sent me.

Elena turned around, and her breath caught as she saw me. "Juliet," She breathed, and before I knew it, I was wrapped up in her embrace.

The two of us sobbed as we clutched at each other. I felt three more pairs of arms wrap around me, and I opened my eyes to see that Caroline, Matt, and Jeremy had joined my group hug.

Hayley stepped forward a little. "I'm sorry to break up the reunion, but guys, we're on a really short time."

I wiped at my tears, nodding. "Hayley's right. You remember Hayley, don't you?"

They all nod, and all of us with the exception of Hayley wandered back to where they had all gathered, and when I got there, I saw that they were gathered around a tree trunk.

Jeremy went first, and put a framed photograph on top of the tree stump. Closer inspection revealed it to be a picture of Jeremy, Bonnie, Matt, Caroline, Elena and I, all laughing as if we didn't have a care in the world.

How could so much have changed so fast?

Caroline went second, and she placed two black and red pompoms on the stump. She turned around, and walked back over to me, trying to conceal her sobs. I knew what the pompoms meant to Caroline and Bonnie; they were both on the cheerleading squad in high school.

Matt went next, and pulled out a whistle from his pocket that he put next to Caroline's pompoms. I also knew what the whistle meant; Matt and Bonnie were lifeguards together for a summer.

Elena was after Matt, and she nearly stumbled on her way over to the stump. She placed her hand on the tree as she kept herself from falling. She took out a handful of feathers from a small bowl, and she let her tears flow as the feathers flew on to the stump. I didn't know what the feathers meant, but since it was Elena, who was the closest to Bonnie, it meant a lot.

Elena turned around, and went right over to Caroline, wrapping her in a fierce hug as they sobbed.

After Elena, it was my turn. Even if I wasn't already hormonal, I would still be crying as hard as I was. I moved my hand to my right wrist, and I tugged off the bracelet that I had been wearing for the past twelve years. Sobs racked my body as I placed the bracelet on the tree stump. The memory of how it connected Bonnie and me came flooding back to me.

"Julie!" Bonnie's seven year old self giggled, running up to my house. "Look at what I have!"

"What?" I asked just as eagerly, coming down my porch as Bonnie's dad began talking to my parents.

She held up a kit. "It's a friendship bracelet maker! We should make some!"

And for the next couple of hours, Bonnie and I made each other friendship bracelets. We used each other's favourite colours, and favourite symbols. When we were done, we put them on each other's wrists.

"See?" She said as we put them on. "Now, we'll be best friends forever, as long as we have these bracelets."

"Forever?" I asked uncertainly. At the time, I didn't think that you could have a friend for that long.

Bonnie giggled as she leaned over and grabbed me into a hug. "Forever."

Forever hadn't lasted as long as I hoped.

I turned around and ran right for Matt, missing what Damon had put on the stump. I flung my arms around him, and clutched at him as tightly as I could, sobbing into his shoulder.

I pulled back from Matt as we grasped hands, and we turned around to see Jeremy grabbing the bell that was on the tree stump. "We ring this bell, in honour of Bonnie. And in rememberance for her," He continued, then gave the bell a gentle ring. And then, he just looked confused. "I don't know what else to say."

He was quiet for a second, and then he spoke again. "She said that she's not going anywhere. That she's been here all along. Bonnie, has watched as you have had the summer of your lives," Jeremy said, and I knew that Bonnie was telling him from the Other Side what to tell us. "Well, Jules, not so much."

I choked out a laugh as he turned specifically to Elena. "She saw you happy. And she knows that you think now you can't have a normal life, that you have to be there for everyone, but you don't. Everyone will find their way. So, you are going to repack your things, and you are going to go back to college, and you're gonna live it up." That just made Elena cry harder.

Jeremy's gaze fell to Matt. "You didn't do anything wrong, Matt. You know should would have sent you back three hundred emails, if she could." I could feel Matt shake with tears, and I leaned more into his side to comfort him. "She misses you."

Jeremy shifted his gaze from Matt, to me. "Juliet. She's watched you all summer long as you lived in New Orleans, trying to make sense of the crazy situation that you're in. No matter how much more is shoveled on to you, she sees you coming out fighting every time." He smiled. "And despite being Klaus's kid, she knows that your daughter is going to grow up with so much love, more love than any mother could give to her child."

Bonnie's words shattered my heart as my hand moved to where Baby Gilbert was laying, and I rubbed my stomach in circles. How was Baby Gilbert going to grow up without her aunt Bonnie? Tears flooded down my face at an even faster rate.

Jeremy turned his head to Caroline. "Caroline. She watched you decorate your dorm like your life depended on it," He conveyed, which actually made Caroline laugh through her tears, but the words just brought on another wave of them. "And she knows that college isn't everything that you expected and that you feel like something's missing, but..." Jeremy cut himself off as his gaze fell behind Caroline. "Tyler."

We all turned around, and saw our other friend, Tyler Lockwood with a white rose in his hand. Caroline sobbed, before running towards him. They fell into a hug, which lasted a couple seconds before Caroline brought Tyler over to our memorial. He placed the rose on the stump with the rest of everyone's pieces for Bonnie, before going back and hugging Caroline.

I looked over and saw Damon's arms wrapped around Elena, Tyler's arms wrapped around Caroline, and I looked at me and Matt hugging each other, when something hit me.

Jeremy hadn't had a hug.

Bonnie was everyone's friend, but she was Jeremy's girlfriend. They shared a bond that none of us could have had with her. And he's been sitting all summer with the knowledge that Bonnie was dead, and he couldn't even tell anyone.

Which is why I unwrapped myself from Matt, and made my way over to where my little brother was before winding my arms around his neck, bringing him close. "You're so brave, Jer. So brave," I whispered in his ear. I pulled away, and turned around, and we all stood as we mourned and remembered Bonnie Bennett.

Student.

Witch.

Girlfriend.

Daughter.

Friend.

After about a million goodbyes and promises to take care of Baby Gilbert, Hayley and I boarded a plane later that night.

We were in flight when she reached over and took my hand. "Are you okay?" She asked.

I took a deep breath in, and looked out the window. Bonnie was out there. She was somewhat at peace.

I looked back over at Hayley. "I will be. Eventually."

At about 10 AM the next morning, Hayley and I got back to New Orleans. She immediately went into her room to sleep, but I made a short stop to Klaus's room.

I gently knocked on the door, and he granted me permission to walk in. I stepped inside, and he turned around to see who it was. When he saw that it was me, he dropped everything that he was doing. "You're back," He breathed, and he took three big strides towards me. "Are you okay?" He asked as he hugged me.

I actually hugged him back. "I will be. I'm going to be." I pulled back from Klaus. "I wanted to thank you."

"For what?"

"For letting me go. For not making a big fuss," I said, and I cleared my throat. "I really needed that. Hopefully, I can start moving on with my life."

"You're welcome," Klaus said.

I turned around to leave, but I stopped. I turned back around to face Klaus, and I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thank you. Really." And with that, I turned back around to head to my room, because I seriously needed some sleep.

The next few days were spent in bed. I couldn't bring myself to get out of bed and greet the day.

But I was forced to get up on the fifth day in bed when I woke up that morning at about 6 AM. I ran into my bathroom and emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet.

I groaned as I retched, trying my best not to move, but I also had to try and keep my hair back. "Stupid morning sickness," I grumbled before I threw up again. I carefully looked down at my stomach. "You better appreciate what I'm going through."

I threw up a couple of more times, and I felt like I was pretty done. When I checked the clock in the bathroom, it said 7: 28 AM.

I tried getting up off of the ground, I really did, but I had no energy. So instead, I passed out on the ground, sleeping coming quite easily now that I didn't feel the need to projectile vomit anymore.

When I woke up again, it was 10:30 AM. I finally had more energy after my rest, so I pulled myself off of the ground by grasping the bathroom counter, and hauling myself up. I looked into the mirror, where my eyes were slightly red.

Okay, today was the day. I knew Bonnie wouldn't want me to stop living, so I brushed my teeth to get rid of the combination of morning and vomit breath, and I was about to turn around to make my way downstairs when I noticed something odd on my shoulder.

It was a mark.

A crescent moon mark, to be exact.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I moved more in front of the mirror to try and get a better look at it. It looked familiar, but my tired head just couldn't place where.

Deciding that I was too tired to figure it out, I covered the mark with a bandage. The last thing I needed was for Elijah or Rebekah or Hayley or Klaus freaking out over when it could really be nothing. I just wanted to know what it was first.

I grabbed my robe and pulled it on as I left my bedroom. I rested one hand on my now growing stomach as I made my way down the stairs. The small baby bump was starting to make this feel more real.

I walked into the kitchen, and immediately went for the fridge. I was awake, and I was hungry.

I just had the same problem as I always do.

I didn't know what I wanted to eat.

I growled softly as I looked through the fridge. I leafed through the fridge, and I decided I wanted something with milk. I'm not sure what yet, though. I grabbed the carton to pull out, and groaned when I felt how light it was. That meant that it was empty.

A voice caused me to nearly jump out of my skin. "Good morning," Elijah said, and I whirled around to see him standing in the entrance of the kitchen.

"First of all, don't do that again," I instructed. "And second of all, good morning to you, too." I looked around the kitchen, waiting for Hayley to walk in. "Do you know where Hayley is?"

"I think she's out grocery shopping," Elijah answered. I was about to ask why they let her go when werewolves were clearly banned from the Quarter when he said, "Don't worry. I have asked Marcel that Hayley not be harmed as a favour."

I sighed in relief as I turned back to the fridge. "Did she remember to put milk on the grocery list? Because we are clearly out. Would it really kill anyone to actually put it on the list?"

"Speaking of," Rebekah's voice said as she walked back into the house from a set of back doors in the kitchen. She took off a pair of yellow gloves as she walked past me. "Text Hayley and ask her to bring bleach."

She walked out of the room as I looked back into the fridge. Ice cream? Was that considered breakfast? I shrugged as I pulled it out anyways.

"You know, I do hope that my siblings were hospitable towards you in my absence," Elijah said.

"Okay, that is a really downplayed and polite version of 'I hope my siblings weren't too busy ripping each other's-and other people's-throats out while you tried to stay alive after my brother daggered me in the heart'," I said. "And 'in your absence', I have been attacked by French Quarter vampires who were super convinced that I was a werewolf, I've been living in a house with a secret dungeon full of freaking coffins, and I was very close to being killed by crazy witches who are convinced my baby is Satan."

All the while that I had been talking, Elijah had placed a bowl on the island beside me, and he had put the ice cream back into the fridge. He took out two containers of something, and poured some cereal into the bowl. Further inspection revealed one of the containers to be...

"Oh," I said in a small voice. I blushed to the tips of my ears. "Milk." I sighed as he poured some milk into the bowl. "Now you see why Hayley makes me breakfast every morning?" I shook my head as I continued. "I've been doing okay, though. Your siblings have been super protective, as has Hayley," I told him. "I really have you to thank for that. Except for the Hayley part."

"Well, maybe more on Rebekah's part," Elijah said. "Niklaus does care about you. He...just has a weird way of showing it."

"You're telling me," I groaned as I rolled my eyes. "I am just super lucky that Hayley had been in that restaurant when I decided to go get breakfast to make myself feel better."

"As for me," Elijah continued. "I'm just happy to see that you are in one piece."

My stomach slightly turned, and I fought against the blush that was creeping up my neck.

"Now, about the murderous witches," Elijah moved on. He picked up the bowl, and handed it to me. "I have some concerns," He told me as he handed me a spoon.

"Trust me, Elijah," I began. "They're pure evil. And crazy. And, I'm still linked to the life of Sophie Deveraux, which does not sit well in my stomach."

"It does not sit well in mine, either," Elijah confessed. "I think it's time that we took care of that little problem."

"I am all for it. As soon as they're unlinked, we get to leave this crap town," Rebekah mentioned as she walked back into the room. I furrowed my eyebrows as I watched her drag a dead girl's body by the arm across the room. "Who do we have to kill?"

I gave Elijah a look that said, 'Do I really want to know?'

He shook his head as he answered in an alarmingly casual tone, "Probably no one."

I gave him a look. Let's be real here, these were the Originals we were talking about here.

"Alright, potentially everyone," He corrected himself.

I shook my head in disbelief as I scooped up some cereal on to my spoon before shoveling it into my mouth.

This was going to be a long day, I could already tell.

Why did I decide to get out of bed, again?

I took a shower, and just as I was just walking into the living room, you know, minding my own business, I felt a sudden stabbing pain in my neck.

"Ow!" I hissed as my hand went flying to where the pain was coming from. I pulled my hand back, only to see it covered in a little blood.

"What was that?" Rebekah asked as she walked over to me.

"Hell if I know," I answered as I rubbed the blood in between my fingers. "I felt like I was just stabbed."

The two of us looked over to each other, trying to make sense of what was happening.

We couldn't, so I just grabbed a book as I sat down on the couch. I heard the front door open, and Hayley walked in with a bunch of grocery bags on her arms.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to shop for you?" She asked as she made her way into the kitchen. "One minute, you text me asking to bring home peanut butter, and then the next, when I ask if you want crunchy or smooth, you tell me that you hate peanut butter!"

"So, you didn't bring me any peanut butter?" I inquired.

"No," She answered.

I growled. "Why not?! I love peanut butter!"

Hayley looked over to Rebekah as the two women shared annoyed looks. "I don't know if I can take five more months of this."

I sent Hayley back to the store to buy peanut butter (and she bought me the wrong brand of pickles), so I was sitting by myself in the living room, debating if I wanted to call Matt when Rebekah walked in, holding a bowl full of fruit. "Time to give the little demon spawn a snack!"

I rolled my eyes as I rubbed my stomach gently. "You know, I really wish you wouldn't call my kid that. Or better yet, I wish you wouldn't call your niece that."

"Oh, sorry, have you picked another name yet?" She asked as she held out the bowl towards me. Hmm, she made a good point. I hadn't started thinking of names yet. "Take one. The plantation's lousy with them."

I grabbed the nicest looking apple I could find. "How's your neck?" Rebekah asked as she put the bowl back down.

"I feel perfectly fine. Which is weird," I told her. I pointed my finger at her. "You know, I bet this is Sophie related."

"Well, do me a favour and don't die on my watch," Rebekah ordered. "I'll never hear the end of it. Especially from Hayley."

I rolled my eyes. "You're a real bitch, aren't you?"

She snorted. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

"Oh no, it's not," I informed her. "I've just accepted it as one of your many qualities."

Rebekah actually laughed. "It's sweet of you to say. Remember it when I'm gone."

Wait, what?

"Gone?" I repeated. "What do you mean, 'gone'? Where are you going?"

"I only came to town to make sure that everything was okay with Elijah," Rebekah told me. "He's fine, and he hasn't punished Klaus for daggering him, so as usual, they'll be thick as thieves and I'll be left to clean up the mess. It's time for me to fly the coop. Besides, you have that little werewolf to take care of you. You'll be fine."

I nodded, lost in thought. Rebekah couldn't leave. I had actually grown to like her.

But then again...she's a grown woman. A thousand year old grown woman, to be exact. She should be free to do whatever she wanted to in life.

I brought the apple to my mouth to take a bite, but I was suddenly hit with a wave of dizziness. "Whoa," I muttered, trying to shake off the feeling.

"What's wrong?" Rebekah asked as she put her hand to my forehead.

"It's probably just morning sickness," I assured her. "I had it really bad today."

"Oh, you're burning up, actually," Rebekah said.

As if I didn't know that. I could literally feel every single cell in my body start to heat up as my dizzy feeling grew. I tried to stand up to see if it would help, but it definitely didn't.

I wavered, and my knees gave out as I went tumbling to the ground. Rebekah caught me before I could, and using her vampire strength, she lifted me off of the ground as she vamp sped up to my room.

"Seriously?" Hayley asked from her place on the bed next to me as she blotted my sweaty face with a damp towel. "I'm gone not twenty minutes and she starts dying?"

"Oh relax, she's not dying," Rebekah retorted. "She's just got a little fever, is all."

"A little fever?" Hayley thundered. "She feels hotter than an oven."

"Stop fussing, will you? Elijah will be here any minute," Rebekah threw back.

"Guys?" I breathed heavily. I felt like every inch of my skin was burning. "Girl feeling like she's being microwaved, over here?"

"Hey! Just because you're carrying a baby doesn't mean that you get to act like one," Rebekah said as she walked over to the side of the bed thta I was lying down on. "I'm sure my little niece is healing you up as we speak."

"Hey, I slipped into a coma-I'm still not even sure how-I wake up to find that I have no memory of the past two years, I'm pregnant with a hybrid miracle baby, and now I'm blazing hotter than the sun," I complained. "I've earned acting like a baby."

The door to my room busted open, and in walked Elijah, Sophie Deveraux behind him.

Rebekah stood in front of my protectively as Hayley tended to my fever. "What the hell is she doing here?" Rebekah asked with a glare in Sophie's direction.

"I'm trying to help," Sophie tried to assure Rebekah.

"Help?" Rebekah exclaimed. "You're the reason we're in this bloody mess!" She turned to her brother. "Why aren't we unlinked with this witch already, Elijah?"

"Rebekah, let her do what she can," Elijah pleaded.

When Rebekah didn't protest, Sophie continued. "I may know a way to slow the fever down," She explained. "But I'm going to need some special herbs. I'll text you a list."

Elijah gave Rebekah an encouraging smile when Rebekah looked over to him. She turned to Hayley. "Why can't the wolf girl go?"

"Because I need her here," I barely mustered. "Please, Rebekah?"

Rebekah sighed. "Fine. Happy to play the fetch girl," She grumbled as she strode out of the room.

Have you ever wondered what it was like to feel like you were burning from the inside out?

Well, wonder no longer. I knew exactly what it felt like, and let me tell you, it felt like shit.

At this point, Sophie had Elijah move me to the backyard where the pool was. Hayley removed my cardigan, and slipped me into shorts to help cool me off. She also dipped a towel into water and wrapped it around me, though it wasn't helping much. I still felt like I was going to combust.

Rebekah returned with the herbs, and she was helping Hayley keep me cooled down. "Elijah, she's getting worse!" Rebekah told him.

Elijah peeled his jacket off. "We need to do this now," He demanded, and he came over and crouched down next to me.

"Get her in the water!" Sophie instructed.

Without hesitation, Elijah jumped right into the pool. I took my towel off, and hoped against hope that my bandage wouldn't come off in the water as I wrapped my arms around Elijah's neck and lowered myself into the water. It did slightly help, but not by much.

"How is her being in the water supposed to help her?" Hayley questioned Sophie.

"Temperature is sky high," I heard Sophie tell her, but my senses started going all funky. My vision started blurring as I pressed myself more into Elijah's side. "And the water mixed with the herbs should cool us down."

Sophie ran into the water towards us. I kept one arm around Elijah's neck as he supported me. "Drink this," Sophie instructed, pushing the cup into my hands.

I grabbed it and drank it without question. Anything to stop the heat.

"We have to get her heart rate down," Sophie told Elijah as I gulped down whatever she had given me. I didn't even taste it.

"How do you suggest I do that?" He asked as I continued drinking. Man, it was like this cup would never end.

"Hold her," Sophie instructed as I finished the liquid. "It's a natural human remedy to slow down the heart rate and reduce blood pressure."

Before I could even tell what was going on, Elijah reached under water and scooped me up into his strong arms.

"This is never going to work," Rebekah commented.

"Davina will break the link," Elijah insisted as he held me to him tightly, and I clutched at him for dear life. "We just need to give her time."

"That's not something that we have, Elijah!" Hayley pointed out worriedly.

At this point, my airways got even more constricted. I put my hand to my throat, and it eventually moved down to my chest. "I can't breathe," I managed to choke out. My panic level was reaching it's maximum point as I moved my hand down to my stomach where Baby Gilbert was.

"Take long, deep breaths," Elijah soothed, and I tried doing as he said, but it was hard. "Look at me, Juliet," Elijah insisted, and my gaze moved over to him. "Long, deep breaths. Just focus on the sound of my voice."

I nodded as I closed my eyes, Elijah whispering soothing words. I leaned back a little bit to straighten my throat, and focusing on the sound of Elijah's voice did help as I took deep breaths. Elijah dipped me more in the water to try and cool me down more.

Just as I started to think things were getting better, the clock inside the house chimed loudly, signaling that it was striking nine o'clock.

And I felt a piercing pain in my stomach.

I screamed as I squirmed in Elijah's arms. I moved my arm from around his neck so that both my arms were wrapped protectively around my middle.

I was losing my baby.

I could feel it.

My baby.

No.

No.

I heard Hayley call out my name, but I was in too much pain to even think. I leaned into Elijah's side as my stomach felt like it was being torn open.

Then, all of a sudden, Sophie gasped, and I felt like a weight had literally been lifted off of my stomach.

"I just felt it lift," Sophie confirmed.

I, of course, was still panicking, but I understood what she meant when I started feeling my baby's life getting stronger, her heart beat going back to normal.

Tears of relief flooded down my face as I slipped out of Elijah's hold. I still held on to his shoulders as I floated in the water. My arm was still wrapped around my waist as I turned to face Elijah.

Sophie took her earring out, and pierced a hole in her hand, the tiny wound bleeding.

Elijah gently took my hand, the same hand that Sophie had hurt, and uncurled the tightly wounded fingers to reveal that...

There was nothing.

Not even a scratch.

Sophie Deveraux and I were officially unlinked.

I sobbed in relief as I threw my arms around Elijah's neck. I had no idea where the spontaneous hug came from, but I was so happy that my baby was going to be okay, that I had to celebrate with someone.

Grant it, I could have celebrated with Hayley, but Elijah was near and he felt a bit more...I don't know...fitting?

I finally realized what I was doing, and I slowly pulled back. Elijah and I stared at each other for a second, before he cleared his throat. "Come on, let's get you out of the water."

I snapped out of my daze as he turned me around, and I slowly made my way over to the edge of the pool, where Hayley was waiting for me.

"Elijah," Sophie's voice stopped the Original. "When your brother finds out that the link is broken, he'll kill Agnes."

I stopped where I was, mainly so that I could eavesdrop. No one tells me anything around here.

"I know that you don't owe me anything," Sophie continued. "But please, don't let him kill her."

Elijah didn't say anything as he sped out of the water.

"Elijah!" Sophie protested. "She's our only access to the power that we need to survive. Promise me that you'll stop him!"

We all watched as Elijah reached into his jacket pocket and took out his phone. He pressed a couple of buttons before he brought the phone up to his ear. "It's me, where are you?" He asked the person, and he waited for a response. "No, no, don't hurt her. I'll be there shortly."

He hung up as he turned to Sophie. "I'll make you one last promise. I won't let my brother kill Agnes."

Sophie sighed in relief as Elijah grabbed his jacket and his shoes as he left. She started making her way out of the water, but before she could get out, I grabbed her arm roughly. "Listen, I knew you were just using me to save your people," I whispered. "But try something like this again, and I won't hesitate to kill you."

With that, I walked up the steps of the pool, where Hayley was waiting for me with a dry towel and a blanket. She wrapped the towel around me first, and then wrapped the blanket around me.

Whoa. I just openly threatened someone. That is not like me. Usually I'm super forgiving, even if I've done nothing wrong.

But this woman was messing with my baby. And no one messes with my baby.

As I walked back into the house, I caught a peek in the reflection of the glass door.

My bandage was miraculously still in place.

"So you and the baby are both okay?" Elena asked for the billionth time.

I rolled my eyes as I wrapped my sweater tighter around me. It's ridiculous. Less than an hour ago I was boiling hot, and now I was freezing cold. I was the weirdest person ever. I had called up my sister because I had made a promise to he that I'd tell her anything that happened that was related to the baby, and, well, I did make a promise. "Yes, Elena, we're both just fine."

She sighed in relief. "Thank God."

I nodded. "Yup. I couldn't be more thankful right now."

"I know how you feel. Well, sort of," She said. "And how are you feeling about Bonnie?"

I sighed. "I have to move on with my life, Elena. Bonnie would want that for me."

"I know," Elena replied.

Before I could say anything, the doorbell rang. "Oh, someone's at the door. I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, bye," She said, and we both hung up. I threw my phone on to the couch as I made my way over to the door. I opened it, and I recognized it to be that Josh kid that occasionally comes over to inform Klaus about Marcel's plans. Apparently, he was looking for Klaus.

"I wish I could help, but I can't," I tried telling him.

He rolled his eyes. "I've been trying to find him all day. Marcel knows that Klaus lied about where he was living."

I rolled my eyes, too. "Do I look like a freaking secretary?"

"Fine!" He exclaimed. "Just, please tell him to call me."

"Okay, fine," I agreed. I closed the door, and I was about to go upstairs to take a hot bath when there was another knock on the door.

I groaned in annoyance. "What the hell, Josh?" Would the kid never leave me alone? I opened the door, and when I swung it open, the person on the other side was not Josh.

It was a dark skinned man, with a mischevious grin on his face. "Hi there. I'm Marcel. I don't think we've met."

Marcel? This was the guy that Klaus had been trying to overthrow?

Uh, oh.

Girl pregnant with the hybrid child + enemy of the father of my child = not good.

"Hi," I squeaked back. "My name is Juliet. It's nice to meet you. But, if I may ask, what are you doing here at such a late hour?"

"I was wondering if Klaus was home," He asked politely.

I shook my head. "Um, he's not home at the moment, actually. I could tell him that you stopped by, if you want."

"Actually, do you mind if I come in and wait for him?"

"I don't think that's a good idea," I stammered.

"Why not?"

I really know how to drive myself into a corner, don't I?

"Um, it's really late, and I was about to head to bed," I told him. "And it'd be totally rude if I just let you into the house while I went to sleep."

Marcel grinned. "A girl with manners. Alright, I'll come back another time. Be sure to tell him that I stopped by."

"I will." I firmly nodded.

"It was nice meeting you, Juliet," Marcel said.

"Likewise."

With that, I shut the door, and I turned around and leaned my back against it, sliding to the ground. Holy shit.

I really shouldn't be left alone.

There was yet another knock at the door, and I rolled my eyes as I turned around to answer it.

When I opened the door, though, there was no one there. Scrunching up my eyebrows, I stepped outside on to the porch to see if some stupid kid was trying to pull a prank on me.

Big mistake.

It was a big mistake, because the next thing I knew, I was hit over the head with a blunt object, and the force of the hit sent me into immediate unconsciousness as I crumbled to the ground.

TBC...

We all know who kidnapped her, right?

This new revelation about Jules shall be explained next chapter, and then more in depth as we go on in the story.

And look! We got Kluliet (Klaus/Juliet) scenes before she went to Mystic Falls for Bonnie's funeral and after.

And we also got some Jelijah (Juliet/Elijah) scenes!

All in all, pretty good chapter!

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