In the days following her time among the Slothful, Ellie did feel better. She would probably never be as deep in the dark place as she had been, but as she'd confessed to Lucifer, she was not entirely okay. But she knew something might make it better: a chat with her father-in-law. But first she had to find out where he lived.

So she went to see Angelica, who was the only one that might know.

"Where's your grandfather live?" She asked as she and her daughter talked over lunch. "I need to have a chat with him."

"I'd be careful letting Grandpa in too much if I were you," Angelica replied and then ate a spoonful of soup. "Sometimes he's helpful, sometimes, he's not."

"Oh, you're starting to sound just like your father," Ellie frowned. "It can't be that bad!"

"It can," Angelica nodded. "Now I know why Dad rebelled. Being on Grandpa's favorite list is exhausting!"

"Well, I'm going to talk to him anyway," Ellie said. "So where does he live?"

"Don't say I didn't warn you," Angelica sighed and then scribbled down the address of Steve's house on a piece of paper. "Good luck!"

Ellie decided to go right after she and Angelica finished eating. She followed the directions her daughter had given her and found herself in front of a quaint little Tudor-style house made of red brick. She parked in the driveway and made her way up to the door, taking a deep breath before ringing the bell, then stepped back and waited.

Her ring was met by the barking of a dog and the sound of a voice saying, "No, it's all right, Pepper. It's just Eleanor come to visit."

Steve opened the door with one hand and kept a grip on the little Jack Russell's collar with the other, looking up and grinning at Ellie. "Hello, Eleanor," he said. "Please come in. I've been expecting you."

"Thank you," Ellie said. "I thought you were."

She made her way into the house and once she was settled on the sofa, said, "Where would you like me to start?"

"You can start anywhere you want," he said. "But I hope...I hope my son didn't hurt you too badly the other night. Sometimes that temper of his gets away from him."

"It hurt, but it was a good thing," Ellie shrugged. "It made me forget...other things." She sighed. "I'm sorry I was with the Slothful. I know that's bad cause it means I gave up on you, but I haven't. Not entirely. It's just...with all that's been going on with my parents and Josh and how badly all my sisters have been affected, I feel bad for coming out of it with parents who are gonna be married and happy when Hannah lost her father and Lexie and Emma lost their mother. And what about that? Why would Maeve give up her life for me? She probably did it more for Lucifer's sake than mine, but still...I didn't know we were even that good of friends, Maeve and I!"

"Maeve was never very open with her feelings, but do you...do you remember when she was expecting the twins?" Steve asked. "Who did she first tell about it? Who told her that everything would be okay because she was terrified that she would end up abandoned with children to care for alone just like your mother? Who said that she would work things out with Sean so that he would be ready to accept the news when Maeve told him in an enthusiastic manner?"

"That was me!" Ellie said. "I did that!"

"Yes, and it meant more to her than you'll know," Steve told her. "She might have done what she did to help Samael, but she also did it, I think, to pay you back for that favor you did her. For making having her daughters seem like not such a scary thing. And yes, the girls will have a difficult road ahead of them. There will be good times and very bad times. But just because Maeve is gone, that doesn't mean they'll be alone. They have people in their corner."

"Good," Ellie nodded. "Good. And Hannah?"

"It'll all work out in the end for her too," Steve said, although he had a troubled look on his face that made Ellie very curious. She didn't press him though. She didn't think it would be a good idea.

"Well, thank you," she said. "I do feel much better now and I promise...I'll promise to remember that nothing bad that happened is my fault. It's what your son's been saying too."

"Good," Steve nodded. "Good. Any other worries or troubles you need to get off your chest?"

"No," Ellie shook her head. "No, I think I'm good for now. How are you doing?"

"I'm managing," Steve replied. "This visit from you is a high point of the day, thanks so much for that." He smiled.

"You're welcome," Ellie smiled back. Then she said, "Can I...can I hug you?"

"Of course," Steve replied and then gave her a big hug. They stayed and chatted a bit longer, and then, as Ellie was leaving, Steve called after her, "I hope you enjoy time with your new siblings! They're coming soon, you know!"

A few days later, Sarah was perusing the list of announcements on the website of the hospital where Sean worked so she could know a bit of what was going on in his life. Then her eye caught the fact that a doctor named Sean was moving on to a new job at a hospital in another city. The fact that this man had a completely different last name than her Sean was lost on Sarah. The thought of him leaving her again was just too much. Old emotions welled up, and she did what she should have done when she was pregnant with Ellie: Run after him and demand he stay. She got her coat on and marched to her car. Even though driving was difficult with the size of her belly, she drove at breakneck speed, cursing under her breath and hoping she could find him and give him a piece of her mind before he left.

She pulled into the parking lot and zapped herself inside, bringing her hands down on the info desk. "Where's Sean Mikaelson?" She cried, shocking the wide eyed info lady. "I need to know why he thinks he can just get a new job at another hospital and not tell me!"

The woman babbled and then Sarah just growled and snatched the speaker phone up. "Doctor Mikaelson to the info desk please!" She cried. "Doctor Mikaelson to the info desk. Code Blue!"

Sean appeared a few minutes later. His mouth opened and Sarah grabbed him, kissed him, and slapped him before kissing him again. "You're not leaving me," she said. "I won't let you. No new job unless you tell me!"

"I'm not getting a new job!" Sean assured her and held her tight before whispering in her ear and nibbling on the lobe as she began to cry. "And no shouting 'code blue' when it's not actually a code blue, you crazy person."

Sarah then laughed and smiled through her tears as he wiped them away with his thumb and grinned. "So you're not leaving?" She asked hopefully.

"No, that's a different Sean," He shook his head and hugged her as close as he could. "I won't leave you again, I swear. I couldn't do it. I couldn't!"

"You better not!" Sarah whispered. She couldn't stress it enough. She wouldn't be abandoned again. Then he began kissing her, pulling her as close as he could as his hands roamed around her body. They paused when they remembered that the info desk lady was watching them and stepped away before kissing again.

"Is this appropriate to do at work?" Sarah panted, her cheeks getting hot. "Maybe we should stop!"

"It's my break time," Sean replied. "And I know exactly where we can go for a bit of privacy. Stopping is not an option now." He zapped them to a small room with a bed in it.

"What's this place?" Sarah asked as Sean kissed her neck and hiked up her skirt to get at her panties.

"It's where we catch a few hours of sleep," he told her, pausing briefly before going back to nibble on her earlobe. "Each doctor has their own little room so no one will come in here."

"Good," Sarah replied. They quickly undressed and were under the covers and after finding a comfortable position (which took some work due to Sarah's increasing size), began going at it, Sean pushing into her repeatedly and with some force.

It was just as she climaxed though, and Sean pulled out of her to give her breasts some attention that she felt her water break and the searing pain of contractions. "The baby is coming!" She cried. "Oh, shit ow! We have to stop!"

"Now?" Sean yelled. "The baby is coming now?" They were just a smidge too early. Maybe he shouldn't have thrust so hard. He hopped off the bed, helped her dress and then put his own clothes on. "Hang on, we'll get you to a delivery room. It will be okay."

"It hurts!" She cried, bending over and clutching her gut. "Oh, damn, it hurts!"

And as they made their way to the door, Sarah suddenly threw up blood all over the floor of the room and complained of feeling dizzy and sick.

"That's not good," Sean told her. "That's not good!" He then found the nearest phone and called for a gurney and trip to the operating room. If she was coughing up blood, something was wrong. They needed to get the baby out a lot faster than natural labor would allow.

It didn't take long to get Sarah into the operating room and put the spells on her that would allow them to do the surgery without her vampire healing getting in the way. Sean held her hand as they cut her open and pulled out a five pound, eleven ounce baby boy. Despite being born a bit early, he seemed to be in good health and Sean was ecstatic to have his first boy.

But then, just as they were about to sew Sarah up, his vampire senses caught something that made him order a pause: movement and a soft squeak. "I think...I think there's another one in there!" He said. "Don't sew her up!"

"Where?" The surgeon asked. "Where's the other baby? Are you sure there even is one?"

"Yes," Junior nodded. "I'll get it out. Just trust me."

It took some time to locate what he knew he saw, but eventually, Sean pulled a much tinier little girl out of Sarah.

"See?" He told the surgeons as she cried. "Told you there was another baby in there! We'll need to get them both to intensive care and on oxygen!"

When that was done, a woozy Sarah asked, "What the hell just happened?"

"We have babies now!" Sean told her with a smile. "That's why you were so much bigger than you thought! There was more than one baby in you!"

"Twins again?" Sarah asked with a grin. "You are a fertile man, you know that?"

"Well, it's not just me," Junior returned and kissed her hair. "You're pretty fertile yourself!"

It was when Sarah was in recovery and Sean was peering at his new babies that he finally remembered he had another baby he needed to call.

"Ellie, I just thought you should know your mom went into labor today," he said when she answered. "You have a new brother and sister."

"What?" Ellie cried. "Since when was mom expecting twins? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Cause we didn't know until they cut her open!" Junior cried. "Apparently, your little sister was a very good hider."

"I guess!" Ellie remarked. "Are they okay? Is Mom okay? Should I come down there?"

"If it works out for you, I think it would be good," Junior replied. "Please do."

After she visited her mother, Ellie joined her father in the intensive care ward for the tiny babies.

"She's so small," she said of her little sister.

"Yeah, apparently in the fight for resources in your mother's uterus, your brother was a greedy boy and took everything, which is why he's so much bigger," Junior replied. "She's only three pounds."

"Is she gonna be okay though?" Ellie asked and ran a finger over the baby girl's tiny hand and tried not to sob. So many tubes and wires connected to such a tiny girl. It was a bit frightening.

"It's not as bad as it looks," Junior assured her. "She won't die, but it'll take time for her to gain the weight and get all the nutrition she was lacking. Luckily, she's been very receptive to it all now that she has no competition cause they aren't always."

"That's good," Ellie nodded and tried to hide a sniffle as Junior put his arms around her. "I'm glad she's gonna be okay. What's her name?"

"Juliette," Junior said. "And your brother is Elliot. That's the name your mother wanted. I know it's frowned upon to give your twins similar names, but...I like it."

"Yeah," Ellie said. "Me too. You know, I probably should have warned you about this. I was visiting my father in law the other day and as I left his house, he yelled after me that my new siblings were coming. But I only half heard him and thought he was just making it up."

"I'm glad you didn't," Junior told her. "It was a nice surprise. And we won't forget about you, I promise. You don't have to worry."

Ellie smiled at him. "It's not a problem," she said as Sarah shuffled in and put her arms around them both. "I have a whole family now, so why would I worry?"

Though Ellie was quick to accept her father's assurance that Juliette would be okay, Sarah was not.

Although she was supposed to be resting (with Junior electing to stay the night with her at the hospital to make sure she would do it), Sarah still took to spending the night in the neonatal ward staring at her tiny daughter instead. It was better than just thrashing around and tossing and turning.

"You have to go to bed," Sean said when he found her. It was the third night of this and it had to stop. "Why do you keep worrying after I told you she would be fine?"

"Do you really know that?" Sarah asked, her eyes boring into his. "Or are you just trying to make me feel better? Put a band-aid on an emotionally fraught situation?"

"No, she will be fine, I promise," Junior told her. "You can ask the doctors tomorrow, but now you have to come with me and get some sleep!"

"Did I do this?" Sarah asked, resisting strenuously as Junior tried to pull her away from Juliette's incubator. "Did I not take good enough care of myself and that's why she's so small?"

"You took very good care of yourself," Junior said. "It was just one of those freak things that happen. She's gonna be all right. She just needs time, that's all."

Finally, he managed to coax Sarah back to her room and to their surprise, Matthew was already waiting there.

"I know it's after hours," he said, standing up. "I know I'm breaking some rules, Sean, but I thought you might need help." He tilted his head in Sarah's direction. She can be very attached to her children sometimes to the point where she forgets all about herself. We went through this with Miss Ellie too, didn't we, Sarah?"

"Well, can you blame me?" Sarah asked as both Sean and her father tucked her in and kept their eyes on her. "She was my first little baby."

"I thought you already left for work," Matthew remarked as he stood in the doorway to baby Ellie's bedroom. Sarah was playing with her and making her giggle. They had been worried after she'd been brought from the orphanage where she'd been put for the first six months of her life after Sarah's sudden labor and a less than stellar delivery by Junior's birth father, John, that she would have trouble adjusting to all the attention but Ellie seemed to be just fine.

"Sarah, don't you start today? You don't want to be late."

"I know, Daddy," Sarah said and cuddled Ellie close. "But I just...leaving Ellie Bean is so hard! What if she hates me for it? What if it makes her think I'm abandoning her? She's already been through enough. Maybe I'm starting work too soon."

"It will be fine," Matthew reassured her. "You know your mama and I will watch her well. She's gonna be all right."

"Okay," Sarah sighed and looked at the clock. "You're right. I should go." She looked at the cheerful, dark eyed baby who was so healthy and happy that you'd think she'd never had a bad day in her life, gave her one more big hug, and then reluctantly handed her over to her father, giving her daughter a promise. "I'll be back tonight," she said and played with baby Ellie's feet. "I promise, I'll come back." She then took a deep breath and gave her father a salute. "Thanks for taking care of my baby," she said.

"You're welcome," he told her as Ellie snuggled against him. "It's our pleasure."

"Sarah? Are you okay?"

Sarah blinked and looked at both Junior and her father who were looking at her with concern.

"Are you okay?" Sean repeated. "You seemed sort of lost."

"Yes, I was just...I was just thinking about when Ellie was little," Sarah said. "She turned out okay and my new daughter will too." She looked at Junior. "What's her name again?"

"Juliette," Sean supplied. "I hope that's a good name?"

"Yes," Sarah replied with a contented sigh. "It's lovely. And you'll probably have to tell me a million more times that everything will be okay, but...I'll try and remember."

"I'll do that," Sean said. "Thank you so much for giving me twins! It's so great!"

"But you already have twins!" Sarah reminded him. "Remember Lexie and Emma?"

"Yes, of course I remember them," Sean nodded. "But they aren't ours, are they? Juliette's gonna be pretty like you, I know it!"

Sarah chuckled. "And Elliot's gonna be just like you! Really handsome!"

"I'm so lucky that I have these new wonderful babies," Sean told her and gave her a gentle hug. "So lucky!"

But not everyone shared his joy. Sarah's hospital door had been left open and what nobody realized was that Lexie, who had sneaked in to make amends with her after visiting hours, had heard the whole thing. The distinction Sean had made between her and her sister and her new twin siblings cut deep. Made her feel lesser. And with that, all thoughts of reconciliation and forgiveness left Lexie's mind as she stared through the crack in the door of the hospital room with narrowed eyes. If those were the twins her father wanted, then fine, he could have them. It was nice to know where she stood, and nice to know that she didn't have to care about him, the woman who would undoubtedly soon be his new wife, or any of his other stupid children anymore.