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"If only you had let me finish," she said, "this could have gone entirely differently. I can't help you find your daughter. I am your daughter."

There was a short pause as Klaus and Aviana stood in the living room, facing each other. There was a dent in the wall where Avi had thrown Klaus away from her. His black jacket had wall dust on it and his hair was dishevelled. Oops. Maybe she had thrown him a little too hard. "You're my daughter," he whispered, more of an observation than a question.

"Well I erm... I think," she said.

"You think?" he asked.

"Well I don't know, do I?" she exclaimed. "It's not like I had a DNA test done or anything. But if your sister is Rebekah Mikaelson and you handed your baby daughter over to her thirteen years ago to hide from your enemies then, yeah. I'm your daughter."

"Well it seems like Rebekah's filled you in on all the details," he said. "For the record, now that I know, it's obvious you're my daughter. And I'm so sorry that I didn't see it before. You have my eyes, Rebekah's eyes."

There was a long pause, both of them trying to figure out what to make of the other. Aviana didn't have the best first impression of her father and Klaus seemed to be trying to find a way to make it right. Before either of them could say anything else the door opened and Caroline stepped in, a small blue carrier bag in her hand from the convenience store around the corner.

"Hey Avi, I-" Caroline started. She cut herself off when she saw who else was in the room and her eyes widened. Klaus's eyes narrowed, clearly confused as to what Caroline was doing there. "Klaus," Caroline breathed, shocked. She noticed the bosy-shaped dent and cracks in the wall. "What happened!?"

"I happened," Aviana said.

"Avi?" Klaus asked, looking to his daughter. He had heard the name come from Caroline's lips and assumed it must have belonged to his daughter.

Aviana nodded. "Yeah, it's short for 'Aviana'. Rebekah thought she was naming me something pretty and unique. Really she was just giving me a name that would always be misspelled, mispronounced and never found on a coke bottle."

"It's a very nice name," Klaus said. "I'm glad Rebekah made a good choice." The little group paused and Klaus spoke again, turning his attention away from his daughter. "Caroline," Klaus said, confused. "What are you doing here?"

Caroline paused, looking between Avi, Klaus and the dent. "I... It's really complicated."

Before she could say anything else the front door opened again and Rebekah ran in. She took a minutes to study the scene before running to Avi's side and grabbing her hand. "Why is there a dent in my wall?" she asked. "That's my first question."

"That's my fault," Aviana said. "Well, partly my fault anyway." Aviana tried to continue but could quite find the right word to address Klaus. Did she have to call him 'Dad' or was she allowed to use his real name?

"I sought of attacked her," Klaus said. "And she fended me off."

"You attacked her?" Caroline and Rebekah exclaimed simultaneously as the crossed their arms, glaring at him.

Klaus paused, holding up his hands in a sought of defense from the two blondes. "I thought she was the witch who was hiding mhy daughter from me," Klaus said. "I made a mistake and I apologised for it."

Neither Caroline or Rebekah's facial expressions changed from shock and anger. "I can't believe you!" Rebekah exclaimed at the same time as Caroline said: "You haven't changed a bit!"

"Okay, look," Avi interrupted before her two blonde aunts could rip into Klaus. "We're all a little confused here and we all have questions. I'll put a pot of tea on and we can talk for a minute."

She went into the kitchen and everyone sought of relaxed. Rebekah and Caroline still looked angry, though. "She seems pretty forgiving," Klaus mentioned. "For a daughter of mine, anyway."

"She not forgiving you," Caroline corrected. "She's just giving you the chance to earn that forgiveness. But she's actually a lot less mad at you than she probably would be with anybody else."

"When she's really upset she can be quite a handful," Rebekah nodded.

Aviana seemed to have heard them because she called in from the kitchen: "Why do you think you have two hands?"

A few seconds went past before Klaus and Rebekah ran into each other's arms and hugged each other, siblings reunited after 13 years.

So they made some tea and sat around on the couches around the coffee table. Rebekah asked her questions first, to Klaus. What happened to Dahlia and the rest of his enemies? Where was Elijah? And most importantly, how did he find them? What was the chink in their armor? "I knew a witch," Klaus said. "She helped me find a vampire who knew a human who knew about a witch. I tracked down that witch who lead me to a warlock. August. He lead me to believe that Aviana was the witch who was hiding my daughter. You did a wonderful job hiding her Rebekah. For that, I owe you my thanks." He spoke simply without looking at Avi once, which unnerved her a little.

"So how are you two friends?" he asked, indicating to the two blondes. "Last time I checked you hated each other."

"You hated each other?" Aviana asked, shocked. For as long as she remembered, Caroline and Rebekah were friends.

Caroline nodded. "For a while, when we first met." She turned to Rebekah and they exchanged a look. Rebekah sent a quick text on her phone. "You'll have to tewll him eventually," Caroline said. "This time is different than the rest."

Klaus looked confused as Rebekah told him. "I'm married," she said, giving him the news she had most dreaded giving to him. "After you gave me Avi I went back to Mystic Falls to get some stuff from home. I ran into Matt Donovan and he ended up coming with me."

Klaus's face fell and Caroline turned to Aviana. "Avi, let's go upstairs for a minute. Give Rebekah some privacy with her brother."

Avi and Caroline disappeared and Klaus got to his feet. "Really? I leave you with my daughter, my only daughter, and you replace her father as quickly as possible? With Matt Donovan?"

"I didn't replace you, Nik!" Rebekah said, getting to her feet as well. "I knew you wouldn't like this. I married Matt, not to replace you in Avi's life, but because I love him! What was I supposed to do? Be stuck alone with a baby for years?"

"Make a friend," Klaus said. "You have Caroline, apparently!"

"I wouldn't have Caroline if it wasn't for Matt!" Rebekah exclaimed as her phone buzzed. She ignored it. "Listen to me for a minute, okay? Having a strong male role model is one of the most important necessities in a growing girl's life. She needed a man to show her how men should treat her, what she should expect from boys in the future. Matt being around has been nothing but good for her."

"I'm supposed to be the male rolemodel!" Klaus said, growing angrier and angrier. Caroline was probably preventing Aviana from eavesdropping, but if Klaus didn't calm down she would hear him without supernatural help. And that wouldn't make her like him any more.

"I know you are!" Rebekah said. "But you couldn't be! And that's not your fault, and that's not mine or Matt's fault either. It just happened, Nik, you couldn't be around. I married for love, a finally fell for someone who wouldn't hurt me. By coincidence he happened to become an important part of Avi's life. He turned into a man she could look up to."

Klaus paused. "Does she call him father?" he asked.

"Sometimes," Rebekah whispered after about a minute of silence. "But she knows he's a father. She's waited her whole life, she's been looking forward for this day for thirteen years. She's loved you the whole time and she's never met you before today. Just because Matt's her father doesn't mean you're not!"

Klaus paused again. "Where does Caroline come into that?" he asked.

"She went looking for Matt," she said. "Somehow she found us and got involved. That was about ten years ago. Friendships were made. Aviana kind of looks up to Caroline like an aunt."

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Aviana stood in the middle of her bedroom, tidying up a few things. Caroline had stopped her from eavesdropping on whatever Rebekah and Klaus, her father, were talking about. She didn't mind. She didn't think she would have liked to hear it anyway. Caroline had gone back downstairs for a minute but Avi had stayed in her room. There was a knock on the door and she had an idea of who it could be. When she opened her door, she found herself to be correct. "Hi," she said.

Klaus just paused, looking at her. "Hi," he replied back to her. "I didn't want to talk to you with Caroline and Rebekah breathing down my neck."

Avi moved away from the door so he could walk in. It wasn't like her room was embarrassing or anything. Blue wallpaper, black and white wall art, hardwood floors and the comfiest bed she could create. "What do you want to talk about?" she asked.

Klaus took an immediate interest in her awards shelf. Several cetificates, a few trophies, nothing huge. Often for sports, soccer or dancing, a few for science or math and a writing award. Oh, and about three of four ones for art. "Everything," he said. "You must have some questions for me."

"Just one," she corrected. "Please don't take this the wrong way. What took you so long? Why did I have to go thirteen birthday's without you?"

Klaus didn't reply at first. He looked a little heartbroken. "Aviana, you need to understand only one thing: I was doing everything I could. Dahlia, my aunt, was after you, after the first born of you generation in our family. When I tried to kill her, she went on the run, forever looking for you. It was incredibly hard to track her down, chase her, and cut all leads she might have on you. Cutting those leads meant cutting my connection to you as well. I wish there was something I could have done to get here sooner. I really do."

Aviana nodded. "Okay. I believe you. I just wish it didn't have to happen."

He smiled at her. "You're an artist," he said. He nodded to a wall of framed pictures that were some of her favourites. One with two baby birds on a branch, one of a surreal eye and one of The Mad Hatter. She was very good. It may have been in her nature, inherited from her father.

"Yeah," she nodded. "Sometimes. Sometimes I'm a writer, sometimes I'm a dancer. I have a lot of hobbies. But my art... I get that from you, don't I?" Klaus turned to her in confusion, probably wondering how she knew that. She walked over to her nightstand and pulled out a couple things. On top of the nightstand Klaus noticed a few pictures, some ones Kol and Rebekah took when she taught him out to take a 'Selfie'. From the draw, Avi pulled out two things, a piece of wood, carved into the shape of a Knight that Klaus had made when he was little and given it to Rebekah. The second thing was a piece of paper that his own hand had drawn across, creating a horse with Caroline Forbes stood next to it.

"Caroline gave that to you?" he asked.

Avi nodded. "Yeah, for my 13th birthday, so not that long ago. Along with some other presents as well. She really loves this picture, but she wanted to show me some of your work. She figured, as many things I had of yours the closer I would feel to you. It didn't really work, but it was nice having it."

Her thirteenth birthday... That would have meant Caroline kept his drawing for over a decade. "What are you?" Klaus asked before realising she might take that the wrong way.

Her eyebrows shot up. "My, my. What a rude question." She sniggered at the worried look on Klaus's face and waved it away. "Don't worry, I figured you would ask that. Mo- Rebekah refers ro me as a Tribrid. Triple Hybrid. With my biological mother being a werewolf and you being a Hybrid, realistically speaking I should be 3/4 werewolf and 1/4 vampire. But with your mother's witch gene involved everything sought of evened out into thirds."

"So, what can you do?" he asked.

She shrugged. "What can't I do? I can have blood but I don't survive on it. I can use magic. I can turn but only when I want to. And when I'm afraid."

"And what are you afraid of Avi?" he asked, using her nickname for the first time.

She shrugged. "What have I got to be afraid of?"

Okay, I know this chapter was a little short but I kind of have two other stories to update today and a bunch of homework so it's the best I can do for now. Klaroline will talk next chapter about them and (of course) much more Mabekah.

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