Recovery: 5 Months
Kol snaps, after three weeks. "When is he going to make a move?" He demands, throwing himself out of the chair. Killi squeaks, scurrying out of the way of his feet and bounding on to Klaus' lap for safety where Caroline pets him sympathetically. Rebekah sighs and looks away from the television screen. "We don't know," she grumbles, equally as annoyed with the waiting game they've been forced in to.
"I'm sick of this paranoia and waiting. Caroline's getting bigger, Katherine's turning in to Bridezilla, Rebekah's brooding because she's got nothing to do, Bonnie's zipping off home because her dad's sick and Tyler has been hiding in the bushes for the past two weeks!" Kol rages. Everyone's head snaps to him at the last one.
"Tyler is what?" Klaus demands in a growl. Killi subtly moves over to Caroline's lap for safety, hiding under her bump slightly. "I thought it was one of those things that everyone knows but doesn't talk about... Like Caroline's thighs," he frowns. "My thighs? What's wrong with them? IS IT BECAUSE I'M FAT!" Caroline snaps, leaving Killi to retreat out of the room without a safe haven in there.
Katherine hushes Caroline and pulls her closer, stroking her best friend's hair soothingly as she whimpers and prods at her legs. "See what you do!" Klaus grumbles, rolling his eyes and patting Caroline unsympathetically. "If you're not going to even try then go deal with the bush lurker, Klaus," Caroline hisses, a groan escaping Klaus' lips.
"Well done," Klaus mutters, pushing past Kol, "Now she's mad at me." Kol throws his arms out as Elijah pats his shoulder, the brothers looking out of the window subtly until they spot the glint of binoculars in the bushes near the bottom of the driveway.
"Alright, someone call Liz," Rebekah sighs before turning to Kol. "When our crazy father is trying to kill Nik, why would we not talk about a bush lurker that hates him?" He shrugs and she slaps the back of his head as Klaus texts Liz to come quickly and arrest Tyler for trespassing and stalking.
There's sirens a moment later, the whole group looking out as Liz climbs out of the car and drags Tyler out of the bushes, slamming him against the hood of her car as he argues with her. She slams on her handcuffs and chucks him in the back beforepulling out her phone.
Klaus answers the ring with a smirk. "Yes, Liz?" He greets as he clicks on loudspeaker. "Please, tell me you have more evidence than this or I'm losing my job for throwing around the mayor's son," she sighs, rubbing her face. "Yeah, Bonnie's got time stamped photos of him," Kol answers, the room turning to glare at him exasperated again. "WHAT?" he demands.
"Alright, bring them down to the station and we'll deal with this down there," she offers, clicking off her phone. Kol runs upstairs for the photos as Elijah grabs his car keys, the brothers disappearing to find out why Tyler was spying on them.
That afternoon, Caroline lies on the grass in the back garden in a bikini top and shorts with Katherine next to her. Killi bounces around under the sprinklers happily, Henrik and Rebekah running around with water pistols. Rebekah's shrieks and Henrik's laughter indicating that he's winning.
Someone lifts Caroline's head, sliding under her before resting her head on a bare stomach. She turns and smiles at Klaus as he traces his fingers over her stomach with a smile on his face. She admires his gentle look before slyly firing her pistol in to the air. The spray of water lands on his chest and face and he splutters with the freezing water.
She giggles, pushing herself up before running away from him. He chases after her, stealing Henrik's pistol and leaving him defenseless against Rebekah's attack. Klaus fires at Caroline's back, her laughter filling the air.
She spins around and fires, spraying down from his face to his crotch, laughing and pointing. "You wet yourself," she teases in a childish voice. He does the same, her high pitched screech amusing him as her denim shorts stain darker. "So did you," he sings back in a silly voice before throwing his pistol down and grabbing her.
She screams through her laughter as he grabs her legs and lifts her above him, blowing raspberries on her stomach before dropping her. She pouts at him, spraying him once more before he kisses her deeply and she tosses away her pistol.
"Klaus!" Someone screeches in an annoyingly whiny voice. He tenses and she pulls away, searching his face a moment before turning to the woman that trots over to them, only to be blocked by Rebekah, Henrik and Katherine. "Sorry, sweetie, family only," Rebekah pouts with false sympathy.
"Then what are they doing here?" She demands, waving an overly manicured nail between Katherine and Caroline. "Tatia, they are family, you're nothing," Klaus growls out, pulling Caroline close to him. "Please, leave," Henrik sighs, rolling his eyes. "You're adorable, really," Tatia sneers at Henrik, patting his head. He swats her away and she drops her mouth open.
"How dare you-" She starts only to have Rebekah's fist meet her face forcefully. "I've wanted to do that for ages," Rebekah admits, shaking out her hand. There's a pop and Tatia's face burns a bright red as she stands up to reveal one breast incredibly smaller than the other.
"I KNEW IT!" Henrik bursts, laughing manically with Rebekah. Katherine holds herself together well as Klaus sniggers with Caroline. "Tatia, leave," Klaus orders, pushing his humour away. "You're not wanted here. Nobody like a fake." Katherine adds quietly, "Or half a fake," earning another round of laughter.
Tatia becomes flustered before blowing her hair from her face and glaring past them to Klaus. "Just you wait until you see what's next, Mikaelson," she spits, spinning around and storming off. "What does that mean?" Caroline asks, becoming serious. "I'm guessing that was a failed attempt at Mikael getting back at us," he sighs, turning to look down at her.
He kisses her frown lines away before leading her inside to dry off, Killi hot on their tales as a damp mess of fur.
Recovery: 5 Months 1 Week
The door flies open and Rebekah screeches. "Jesus, NIK! Cover up!" Hs barely opens his eyes and murmurs, "It's only a bum." Caroline chuckles beside him and rolls on to her back, holding the covers on her chest. "CAROLINE! Cover him up!" Rebekah demands. A slapping noise echoes through the room, followed by a small grunt from Klaus. "NOT WITH YOUR HAND! Use the covers!"
Caroline mutters before wriggling out of her little coccoon and covering his lower half with the sheets. "Thank you," Rebekah sighs, rubbing her face. Caroline opens one eye to stare down the other blonde, already dressed for the day. "Bekah, what do you want?" Klaus grumbles, pulling Caroline closer to him and nuzzling her neck sleepily.
"It's almost noon," she points out to the couple, "Get up! We have work to do, people!" She spins on her heels and slams the door shut behind herself. "What work?" He whines, but she's already gone. "I don't know, lets just sleep for a bit," Caroline yawns before kissing his lips. It doesn't take long before they're both asleep again.
"NIK! CAROLINE!" Rebekah yells, covering her eyes as soon as she opens the door, which is lucky because Klaus is lay on his back without the covers over him. "Mmm?" He slowly regains consciousness and realises he's completely naked. He grabs Caroline in the bundle of covers and rolls her on top of him to cover himself.
She giggles down at him, covering her front with the sheets quickly. "Stop fooling around! Katherine is turning in to Bridezilla and if you two aren't downstairs in the next ten minutes then she's going to drag your nude little arses down here!" With that, she slams the door shut and Caroline jumps slightly, her hair tumbling behind her over his face.
"Urg," he groans before slyly smelling her strawberry scented hair. "Lets go before Katherine comes in and actually drags up out naked," Caroline mumbles unhappily, crawling off him before proudly walking around their room naked and getting ready.
He smiles fondly, looking at her round stomach that holds their babies. Eighteen weeks gone, only twenty more to go...
The house creaks with the wind that blows around them. "Tatia failed miserably, so what's our next plan, daddy dearest?" Damon taunts with a sneer. Mikael snarls at him before answering, "We just go straight to killing them. I have the perfect plan. Listen closely."
Damon's eyes widen, and he's lucky Mikael didn't catch his panic. His heart hammer with such force that he can barely hear Mikael's plan. Two weeks. He has two weeks to save his sweet Caroline.
Caroline rolls her eyes at Katherine's insistent attitude. "But it's still months away," she sighs, rubbing her temples, "we need to account for the fact that there are three little people growing every day inside of my stomach and we don't know how big I'll be for the wedding." Katherine pouts at her with puppy dog eyes.
"Nope," Caroline points her finger at Katherine's face. "I'll have none of that. Nik gives me enough of that. I'm not having your adorably annoying face doing that too!" Katherine gives up and rolls her eyes. "Fine but we're doing the cake testing in two weeks," she smirks. "Now, cake I will do," Caroline beams, happy dancing in her seat as she returns to eating her salad.
The black and grey wobbly photo behind Katherine catches her eyes and she smiles at her latest ultrasound photo. Katherine and Rebekah smile with her. "Please don't have three girls," Kol pleads, shutting the other fridge door whilst looking at the photo. "I don't want Rebekah dressing them up as the PowerPuff Girls for halloween! I want boys, please give me at least one boy so I can be fun Uncle Kol! I need someone else to teach baseball since Henrik's all grown up!"
The girls release an "aww" in unison and he rolls his eyes. "You are not corrupting my son or sons," Klaus warns, coming in with Elijah and Henrik. He sits next to Caroline and kisses her cheek before stealing a forkfull of her lunch. She glares at him until he returns her fork with an apologetic expression and she begins eating again.
"Careful, Nik, she might try to eat you," Henrik smirks, earning a glare. "She already does," Kol mutters, causing Elijah to spit out his tea in an ungentlemanly manner as the rest of the room burst in to laughter. "KOL!" Klaus roars, whacking him in the back with his crutch so hard that Kol falls over. Caroline's face is crimson red and Kol smirks triumphantly, "See, they're not denying it."
Klaus growls and gets up, chasing the idiot brother around the house with a limp that slows him down enough for Kol to occasionally stop and taunt him. Caroline sighs and gets up from the table.
"Where you going now?" Katherine whines, stomping her foot. "Bathroom," Carolin grumbles, practically waddling away. "You've already been four times in the past hour and a half!" She exclaims, causing Caroline to spin around and glare at her. "You try having three tiny people in your stomach crushing your bladder and using it as a squeeze toy!" Caroline snaps before storming out of the kitchen to pee.
"Ew," Henrik grimaces, looking at Katherine. "When you get pregnant, keep that stuff to yourself," he pleads with her. "I feel like you don't know me at all," Katherine smirks, "I'll be worse than that." She's secretly jumping around inside, because Henrik simply said when and not if... Her dream to have a family with Elijah is getting closer by the day.
