Moon Says: Last chapter! Thank you everyone who has faved, alerted, and reviewed. This wasn't the best fic I've written, but it was enjoyable, though kind of hard in it's own right. Thank you for waiting this long! (prob the shortest amount of time I've uploaded 10 chapters).

Memories and Dreams

~Chapter 10~

After Freya told them all she knew, she returned to her spying on spying on Delilah. Kol and Niklaus got a call from Marcel about the witches and wolves, so they had to leave to deal with it.

The thought of Hayley had kept Morrigan up all night and she couldn't sleep.

Rebekah and Jeremy had went to bed hours ago, and Morrigan was in the main room with Hope sleeping in her portable crib. Elijah was next to her on the couch, his right leg up against the back of the couch with her in between his legs. Morrigan was leaning up against him as her thoughts were consumed with trying to figure out how she was going to keep her baby safe from Hayley.

Morrigan had become so fed up with Hope's birth mother, and she was ready to kill her and end the threat to her child. But something held her back.

Something that Elijah had asked her months ago. What was she going to tell Hope years from now when the girl found out about Morrigan not being the one who gave birth to her?

Memories of Regulus and his angry abandonment flashed through her bringing the pain back.

Did Morrigan wish her mother was still alive? Only to be questioned of how she could be such a bitch. How she treated Morrigan's real father...and how could she choose Potter?

Too many unanswered questions.

"What is it that is troubling you, mate?" Elijah murmured in her as his arms encircled her waist and brought her closer to his body.

Morrigan titled her head to the right, unconsciously baring her neck to him. Elijah would have chuckled if he didn't know why she did so. His mate was tired of being in control, of making all the decisions. The oldest Original knew that this was not a situation any of them wanted to be in, especially when in a few decades, when Hope is old enough, it would probably bite them in the ass.

"I will never be able to question my mother on why she made choices that make me hate her, and I'm thinking that Hope might not be able to either. I will separate her from her mother gladly, but if there is a way that Hayley and leave us and live...away from us until Hope is an adult and can make her own decisions..." the female witch sighed, "It would be easier to kill the bitch, but then Hope is the one who losses a bit of herself."

Elijah didn't know how to make the situation any better. If Hayley would just stay out of it until the child was grown...then, that would be the best way this could be handled. Until the wolf made a move, they could do nothing.

The future of Hayley was in her hands.

Until then, Elijah had a mate to soothe, and he knew just the way to do it.

With her neck bared to him, he gripped her tighter to his body as his lips descended to lay kisses.

He hadn't even laid but a few kisses when his mate moaned causing Elijah to quietly chuckle. Even after months to get used to one another, his mate would still as sensitive as a virgin.

Not something Elijah nor his brothers minded. At all.

When the last chuckle left his throat and was no longer heard, his mate turned around, quick like, and straddled him. Her death-green eyes telling him she was somewhat amused.

She trailed her own kisses from his chin to his ear where she whispered, "If you wake the baby, I'm going to go sleep with Rebekah and Jeremey."

His mate pulled back enough to catch the look in his eye. Oh yes, a challenge no doubt, but she knew he was a bit upset. After all, her mates loved to make her scream.

Elijah grabbed her closer as his lips attacked hers. The only way he was going to win this game with his mate was if he didn't drag it out. The brunette knew that the longer they were in the throes of passion, the less control his little mate had.

The two had got lost into each other with a quiet passion that when she started to unbutton his jeans and he slipped his hand under her dress to move her panties out of the way—when he touched her in her most sensitive area, she threw her head back, her hands leaving his pants and one gripped the couch as she started to ride his hand, those long fingers were creating such a great friction in her, giving her what she wanted—they heard a gasp and a quiet, confused calling of Elijah's name.

Morrigan's head and Elijah's eyes snapped to the new addition.

Hayley had come back and was staring at them in horror, as if it was now finally hitting her that Elijah belonged to someone else. She saw the top of the witch's dress was down but she couldn't see it. She could tell where Elijah's hand was, though, especially with the witch's body's reaction not even a few seconds ago.

Hayley really didn't even know what to say. Everything was finally falling apart.

Her baby was, apparently, never really hers to begin with, and after the day she had, Hayley had finally come to terms with losing her little Hope. Before she came back to the house, she had put everything in Elijah. Because the Original was all she had left.

Hayley had a plan; the other witch was telling her that no one can have three mates, two maybe, but not three. So that meant that Morrigan had Elijah under her spell. The witch promised that she would break Elijah free...but Hayley wasn't really sure about the price of that spell. Even though she knew she had lost her baby...

While Hayley was lost in her thoughts, Morrigan fixed herself and got up off of her mate and stood by Hope's crib.

"Hayley," the witch said softly, catching the wolf's attention. The absolute grief on the wolf's face was familiar and Morrigan had a harder time hating the woman than before. She had lost a love to another woman before, and fuck did it hurt. "This isn't going to end well any way between us, but we need to think about Hope here. We can protect her, go to Jackson and fulfill your destiny. When she is old enough and wants to see you, Niklaus will send her straight to you. Just, please," Morrigan was not begging at all, "do not turn this into a fight. I don't want Hope to live with the hole I have inside of me being I couldn't talk to my birth-mother when all was said and done."

There was a struggle inside of Hayley, both Elijah and Morrigan saw it, but when she looked at Elijah, who was still sitting in the same position he had been when he had been with his mate so intimately, it struck something in the wolf.

The other side of the wolf won out. Hayley knew that Elijah who never do something like not only where anyone could see them but also near the baby. Her Elijah wasn't like that.

Morrigan closed her eyes and took a breath when she saw from the look on Hayley's face the fate she had chosen for herself. But she would do as Elijah had said: wait for Hayley to make the move.

For Hayley, since she had already lost her child, there was only one that she had left, and it was Elijah. And Hayley would do whatever it took for her to free him from that bitch's grasp.

Hayley's eyes went to the baby and walked toward the crib.

Neither Elijah nor Morrigan had moved though their eyes followed Hayley. Morrigan was the closest, and she would do whatever it took to keep that baby safe.

Even if it meant killing the baby's mother.

Hayley had some sort of possessed look in her eyes as she stopped near the crib. The baby was already lost, so why not try and fix the situation as best as she could?

When Hayley reached toward the child, her hand meant resistance. Her eyes snapped up to Morrigan who had her hand on the edge of the crib on her side.

"She is my child, why can't I hold her?" Hayley almost growled but she remembered her last encounter with the witch earlier that day. Being calm would get her what she wanted.

Morrigan eyes hardened, "Because I know what you will do with her. We know you wish to use your child as a bargaining tool with a witch that only wants to kill her. I will give you one more chance, leave or I will kill you."

There wasn't any struggle this time. Hayley growled at Morrigan and went to push aside the crib only to find herself flying backward and crashing into the wall behind her.

Hope started crying and Elijah immediately went to his niece, picked her up gently, and was gone from the room before Hayley was even able to breathe again.

With a flick of her wrist, Morrigan summoned a wand that she hadn't used in over ten years. She aimed the white, ancient wood at Hayley.

With no regret in her heart, Morrigan preformed a spell that had started her down her life's path in the first place. "Avada Kedarva."

A green matching her eyes hit Hayley, and the wolf collapsed, her eyes frozen and lifeless as two males entered the room.

Morrigan didn't even notice them. She only chuckled darkly as she took in the wand in her hand.

"By death it starts and by death it ends. Life is full of such irony. That spell separated me from my birth-mother and it has done the same to Hope. On difference," she said, stopping momentarily as she noticed two of her mates make their way toward her, "that spell protected Hope instead of hurting her."

The differences as well as the similarities of her own beginning with Hope's only caused Morrigan to flat out laugh, and she didn't stop even when her mates held her.

"I just hope that she doesn't becomes as mad as I have become."

Niklaus and Kol only chuckle with the latter saying, "She can only be so lucky as I find your madness quite alluring," the youngest male Original then preceded to show her just how much he appreciated that madness.

~MAD~

Her mates had calmed her down somewhat after she had killed Hayley to protect Hope, but her sanity didn't stay long.

A phone call the day after had Rebekah and Morrigan making their way to well Marcel had called them. He said there was something he and Davina had to tell them, only when they got there, Morrigan quickly saw in their auras something similar to Hayley's.

There was a one-sided madness to them.

Morrigan figured out just what was going on when Davina confessed.

"You've been a great mentor to me, and I care about you, but he's my soul mate. And I'm sure you know that soul mate trumps mentor. Besides, isn't the student always supposed to surpass the teacher?" the young witch said as she threw her magic toward Morrigan in an effort to kill her.

What Davina didn't know was that Morrigan always had protection spells on her, but she was startled and caught off guard enough that she was thrown into the wall ten foot behind her.

Morrigan's rage only increased when she saw Marcel holding Rebekah back, and for him to successfully keep an Original away from her as well as the pained look on her sister's face, the red-headed witch knew that he was hurting her.

When she heard what he was whispering to Rebekah, Morrigan knew exactly what was going on.

That stupid witch who thought to take her daughter was manipulating everyone around them! She had convinced either with a spell, words, or even both Marcel, Davina, and Hayley that they could have their so called mates if they did something for her.

This idiot witch was crossing so many lines. Firstly, she was trying to sacrifice a child so she could achieve immortality, something Death was not liking. Mistake number one. Mistake number two was her interfering with actually soul mate bonds. Mistake number three, she fucked with the Mistress of Death, the Lady of Chaos.

Something inside of Morrigan exploded then, but it wasn't like when her Core exploded inward. No, this was cold. She was freezing up. Morrigan felt the witch in her that had been alive two thousand years ago, the one who kept Death's Order and the rest of the world's witches in check.

She was coming out, Seraphina, the sister of the strongest male witch that had ever lived.

Then, Morrigan was out. She lost consciousness just like she had the last two times she blacked out and went on a murderous killing sphere.

Inside her mind, Morrigan was listening to a song that she had always liked while her body was out murdering and spinning all sorts of blood.

I'm a whisper lost upon wind
I'm the ember that will burn you down
I'm the water that will drown you
I'm a star that's just a black hole now
I'm a terrifying danger
I'm fruit decaying on the ground
I'm a swallower of anger
I'm the tree that falls and makes no sound
I make no sound…

When she woke back up, she found herself covered in blood with her three mates by her side: Niklaus was on her left, Kol on her right, and Elijah behind her. She was standing in the middle of a battle ground with dead wolves around her.

In front of her was Jackson and what was left of his pack.

Jackson knew that Morrigan was back to herself because she started blinking and looking around.

"I swear we had nothing to do with that witch! Or with Hayley trying to take your baby. The ones stupid enough to take you on are dead, at your feet. We were not a part of it!" Jackson pulled off not actually begging or pleading with her, and that was what made her decide to roll with it.

Morrigan's death-green eyes softened as she looked at Jackson. She pitied him a bit; she knew what it was like being close to idiots and being blamed for their mistakes.

"I believe you," she told him, "But how can I trust you again? I trusted you to keep your pack in line, and they still attacked me, went after my child."

Jackson honestly couldn't see any way out of this. The curse had just been broken...why did this shit have to happen?

Niklaus had a solution. "I can turn you into hybrids..."

Elijah raised an eyebrow at that. They had no more doppelgänger blood, so how was his brother to do that?

Morrigan snapped her eyes to the mate on her left, and questioned him in the language that she hadn't spoken since Slytherin taught her (the language of his birth, an old form of Gaelic), "Did you ask me if I wanted to be a blood donner?"

Her other mates didn't know this information but didn't react to it at all.

Jackson flinched at the option. "How can we be out own faction if we are sired to you?"

Morrigan turned back toward the wolf. "Do you want to be cursed again?" a few of the wolves growled at her, but she ignored them. "You wouldn't be sired to Niklaus but to me. And I think you can trust me in that I wouldn't use said bond against you. In fact, I can probably limit the bond..." her voice trailed off as she started to think about it.

Honestly, Jackson was more terrified of Morrigan than Klaus, but he did trust her to keep things fair. That much he had seen of her over the last few months since he had been freed from the curse. And know, he knew he had no choice if he wanted peace.

With a reluctant nod of his head, he agreed to those terms.

Honestly, the Alpha wolf was really getting tired of all this fucking witches.

At least the bitch behind all this was dead.

~MAD~

Almost a decade later (but who was she to note the time), Hope had grown up fast.

When it came to the point where she had become of age (due to being part wolf, vampire, and witch, she grew up quite fast), Morrigan had taken the same approach her father had with her when it concerned her birth-parents. The red-headed with tried to be neutral, and it was hard, but she got through it.

Hope didn't hate her, just like Morrigan didn't hate Severus, but there was a bit of awkwardness that only Regulus could defuse.

That was a shock right there. Not too long after Delilah and the other threats were take care of, it was summer again, and her son tracked her down.

At first, they just thought the eleven year old boy had the whole "I have a sister" thing going on, but when she started getting older, it became quite clear that the two were mates.

That wasn't awkward at all.

What was really awkward was when William tracked her down and caught her making out with Niklaus (it was quickly turning into he was going to fuck her up against the wall), but when William showed up, it was quite the cold shower for Morrigan.

Niklaus was all for marking his territory and continuing with the fucking of his mate against the wall, but since his mate was not, he settled for holding her and glaring.

"So, this is the mate of yours I heard on the phone?" William asked, his voice and face clear of any emotion.

Before either could answer, Kol was came in, kissed Morrigan on the lips, and went for the door. "No, that was me. Goodbye, darling, I'm off to rescue your daughter from your human plaything."

Morrigan just shared an amused look with Niklaus before laughing softly. "Then you better not get distracted because his was your toy first!"

"And now his mine," Rebekah jumped right in as she stood by her brother. "Is this the ex-lover of yours that left you for another woman?"

Morrigan rolled her eyes. "I left him—"

"For another woman? Why was I not informed of this?"

Morrigan tried to look annoyed as Elijah glided in the room. Instead, she just jumped him, and when she was eyelevel with him she told him, "Because you were gone such a long time, I got bored. Niklaus and Kol can only keep me entertained for so long..."

Niklaus looked offended but a smug smirk took over. "You weren't complaining when I had you bent over my desk a few hours ago."

Rebekah scoffed. "Yeah, we heard you quite well. Why do you think Jeremy took Hope away from the house? You need to soundproof that room, darling sister."

Elijah then chuckled, "Then where would you get the ammunition to tease her so?"

After Elijah kissed her on the forehead and set her down, Morrigan blinked a few times as she just realized something. "Elijah is joking. Two times in less than a five minute span. Call Guinness!"

Elijah didn't look amused at that, but she could feel it through their bond.

"So, you have not one mate but three?" William asked, reminding them that he was still there.

Yeah, not one bit awkward.

~MAD~

"Hey, mom. Is Aunt Freya and Uncle Silas here? I was going to ask them to help me with a spell..." Hope asked her mother as she entered her father's study.

Morrigan was trying to write some stuff down, but it just wasn't coming. Instead, she focused on her daughter. "Can I help you with it?" she asked instead, as for the moment the red-headed witch couldn't remember where the other two were.

The smile on Hope's face told her mother that she knew why she had possed that question instead. "It's a surprise!"

Morrigan gave her daughter a small smile and a chuckle before to her witch mate.

Kol was behind her in less than a second. "What can I do for you, poppet?" he asked as he leaned down to no doubt start something but a few choice disgusted words and noises had him stopping.

Instead, Kol smirked at his niece and kissed his mate on the top of her head as if telling Hope to get her head out of the gutter.

"Where are Niklaus and Elijah?" Morrigan asked instead, and Kol didn't respond when Hope looked confused.

"Mom, has it been getting worse? I didn't ask about dad and Uncle Elijah, I wanted to know about—"

"They are together, my love," Morrigan looked amused. "I just didn't feel like saying that bastard's name. I still don't know how to feel about how Amara being dead, and he found her reincarnation in Freya. That's just...too weird for me. But if Death says so..."

Kol just chuckled at his mate before turning to his niece. "Go see my sister, little bit, she was supposed to go with them, but since she's a girl, she took forever getting ready."

"I heard that you, asshole!" Rebekah called through the walls. "I'm in my room, darling. I'll be leaving in a minute."

Hope just shook her head at the dynamics in her family before she waved to her mother and skipped off to her other aunt's room.

Now that his niece was gone, Kol, using his speed, picked up his mate, sat down in the chair, and had her in his lap before she could blink.

"How are you feeling, darling? It's been almost sixteen years since we met again in those dreams of yours," Kol said softly as he pressed his forehead against his mate's.

Morrigan only sighed. "Honestly? Considering all the shit we've been through, not just what happened when we first got to New Orleans, maybe just raising Hope and Regulus alone with this fucked up family...I'd honestly have to have been mad just to go with you."

Kol threw his head back and laughed. "Darling, madness is well all the fun happens."