Hello my lovelies :) Sorry for making you wait so long for an update! I was busy finishing one of my other stories. I hope you can forgive me :) Anyway, if I've planned this correctly this story should only have two or three chapters left.

A big thank you to alwaysnnever, ThenChick and LucyRider17 for reviewing on the last chapter xx

RANT - right I need to say this... What the holy hell?! Seriously?! Klaus is having a baby with Hayley! I mean, I loved the episode and I can't wait to see the show once it airs but why a baby with Hayley? Why a baby at all? The explanation was just ridiculous. However, I must admit Uncle Elijah was adorable. It made my heart melt :) Rant over *phew*

Ps. Sorry for any mistakes.

Allie opened her eyes slowly; her eye lids fluttering a number of times before she was finally able to keep her heavy lids open. She felt weak; so very weak. Where was she, she thought to herself?

Lifting her head slightly, she surveyed her surroundings and took in the sight of the brick walls black with dust; the small, dirt-stained window near the top of the far wall; and the door that stood to her right.

Dragging herself from the bed she was lying on, Allie tried to stand but fell to her knees immediately. Her entire body felt groggy and she contemplated whether or not she had enough energy to do more than just breath.

She tried to think back; tried to remember how she'd gotten to be in such a strange, unfamiliar place. The last thing she clearly remembered was leaving her Aunt Jenna's house. She was less than five minutes away from home when she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder and a burning sensation running through her veins. Her body shut down before she had even caught a glimpse of her attacker.

A name flashed through her mind. Matilda. Instantly, a tidal wave of fear washed over her as her maternal instinct kicked in. It was a feeling so great she felt as if she was drowning from the inside out as it quickly consumed her. Where was her child?

Night had fallen and Klaus was trying desperately to remain calm. He failed miserably. His wife and child had not yet returned and his mere annoyance of just a few hours before had now turned into full-scale panic. It was no like his wife to be so late in returning home, especially without informing him first.

Elijah, too, stood and tried not to worry about his sister-in-law's disappearance. He had done as Klaus had asked and ensured Allie and Matilda arrived safely at The Gilbert Home. He left once he heard Allie softly tell him to return home and tell her husband to stop spying on her. Elijah had found it slightly amusing that Allie had been aware of his presence the entire journey and he was quick to inform his brother of this; making sure to highlight the probable scolding Klaus would receive upon Allie's return.

The scolding never came though. Allie never came home.

"Perhaps she is still visiting her family." Elijah offered, trying to sate his brother's worries as well as his own.

Elijah did not believe his own words. Both himself and Klaus had tried to contact Allie a number of times to no avail. Despite this, though, Elijah was still clinging to the last shred of hope that Allie was indeed still with her family. The alternative was not worth thinking about. If something had happened to Allie and Matilda, Elijah knew it would tear their family apart. Klaus would never recover.

Klaus glared at his older brother. Elijah's attempts at comforting him were doing little to help. In fact, they were making Klaus feel worse. His blood was boiling with rage and his mind was foggy with worry and images of all the horrific things that could have happened to his wife and daughter.

Flinging himself down on the couch, Klaus ran his fingers through his dark blonde hair, causing it the stick up at odd angles, and tried to calculate his next move. He could not contact Allie's family as that would raise an alarm and cause unnecessary chaos. He had no leads as to where she could be. Correction, he had no leads on who had taken who.

She had been taken from him. Matilda had been taken from him. Of that much he was certain. Allie would not leave him… would she?

A new wave of emotion and doubt hit Klaus. Maybe his wife had taken their daughter and ran; ran away from him. No. He shook his head violently and pushed himself up off the couch, resuming his previously level of pacing. She would not do that. It made no sense. They were happy.

"Niklaus…"

The sound of the front door of the Mikaelson Mansion opening and shutting caught the attention of the two vampires, and they shared a look of relief before speeding out of the parlour room and through the downstairs of the house until they reached the front door.

Their relief was short-lived.

"What's with the welcoming committee?" Rebekah asked as she walked across the tiled floor; her heels making light tapping sounds as she went.

She had spent the evening in the company of her boyfriend, Matt. Seeing her brother's crest-fallen faces, Rebekah frowned. Her ears searched for signs of life in the house other than those of herself and her brothers.

"Where's Kol?" she questioned when she came up empty. "Where's Allie? Where's Matilda?"

Rebekah knew that Allie kept Matilda to a strict sleeping schedule at night and so, she should have been able to hear the gentle breathing of her niece as she slept peacefully. The absence of sound worried her.

"They're missing." Klaus stated.

Rebekah froze. Dread consumed her immediately. Allie and Matilda were her family. Where were her family?

Allie cried out for what seemed like the millionth time. Her voice sounded hoarse and her throat was painful. She was stuck in between two different kinds of thirst; each one battling for precedence. She needed water and she needed blood. Allie ignored her own needs though. There was only one thing she truly needed and that was to have her daughter back.

Crying out her daughter's name again, Allie scrambled to stand up straight when she heard someone approach the room she was being held captive in. The door was wrenched open and Allie gasped in surprise when she saw who was standing before her.

"You." Allie stuttered.

It couldn't be. Why would the woman standing in front of her want to harm her?

"Honey, stop with the incessant shouting. You're going to wake the baby."

At the mention of her daughter, Allie bolted towards the open door with every intention of tearing out the woman's heart but was prevented from doing so as her body hit an invisible barrier.

Eyes wide with shock, Allie watched the woman smirk at her.

"I'm a witch. Try as hard as you like but there's no way you're getting out of this room unless I want you to."
"Give me back my daughter."
"I'm sorry. I can't. I need her. She's very important."
"Why?"
"She's going to help me destroy your husband."

Allie let out a scream and tried again to get past the barrier that was preventing her from achieving her murderous goals. The woman smiled with amusement at Allie's futile attempts and crossed her arms.

"Are you finished with your little tantrum?"
"I will tear you apart!"
"Oh dear, it seems you've picked up some very nasty habits from your husband. Vampires…" The woman rolled her eyes. "…all so hell-bent on killing."

A retort was on the tip of Allie's tongue when she heard her daughter's cries. The urge to comfort her child was instant and so powerful. But she stuck. She had never felt so weak in her life.

"Matilda." the name of her daughter left her lips as a soft whisper.
The woman sighed. "You've woken the baby."

With that, the woman left Allie to watch her go.

Kol rushed back home. The news that Allie and Matilda had gone missing had come as a shock and was most unwelcome. Klaus had ordered him to return to the house so they could begin searching for the missing family members. Kol did not need to be summoned; his panic and terror was more than enough to have him racing back.

He burst through the door and found his siblings gathered in the parlour room within seconds. Each one wore an expression of concern. Rebekah was crying silently; Elijah was making a best effort to comfort his sister and Klaus…

Kol could only imagine how his brother was feeling. His own level of fierce love for the two missing Mikaelson girls was crushing him. He could not bring himself to even entertain the thought that he may never see his sister-in-law or niece again; that he may never hear his beautiful niece cry or hear his stunning, witty sister-in-law tease him. If his own fear was eating away at him, he did not wish to experience what Klaus was feeling.

"Nik…"
"It's about time you got here, Kol." Klaus snapped.

Kol stared at his older brother. He looked… fierce. He was not the Niklaus Mikaelson Kol had been living with for the past year; the man who teased his siblings, played adoringly with his baby daughter; worshipped the ground his wife walked on. No. He was the original Niklaus. The man who's mere name could have an entire army running for their lives; the man who would show no mercy.

"I'm sorry. I was-"
"I don't care. Your excuses are not important. Getting my family back is what's important."
"Who would want to take them? Tatia's dead and there have been no other threats in two years. No-one who knows us is in Mystic Falls." Elijah stated; his words echoing everyone's thoughts.

A flash of a memory from weeks before hit Kol. With the arrival of Matilda it had slipped his mind and now he felt foolish. He was certain it couldn't be a coincidence.

"Oh…"
"What is it?" Elijah asked, noticing the guilty look on Kol's childlike face.
"I meant to tell you… I should have told you but with Matilda being born…"

Klaus's anger was reaching boiling point. The separation from Allie and their daughter was a piercing, painful ache in his heart.

"Stop your goddamn rambling Kol and spit it out before I rip out your tongue."

All eyes were on him now. Rebekah had stopped crying, although her eyes were red-rimmed.

"I…ummm… I could have swore I saw Millicent a few weeks ago."

Silence filled the room. Tension was thick in the air. For a second all seemed calm. Then Klaus cursed.

"Fuck!"

Storming over to his younger brother, Klaus gripped him by the collar of his shirt and glared into his eyes.

"You didn't think to tell me sooner?! She could have my wife… my daughter!"
"I- I'm sorry! I swear, Nik, I was going to say something but it couldn't be her. She looked way too young…"
"You idiot! She's a bloody witch for god's sake. A youth spell is child's play to that woman."

Klaus released his brother as he seethed with rage. He had always stated that love was a vampire's greatest weakness. He was wrong. The strength he felt from loving his family was coursing through his veins and he swore he would track the witch down. Blood was going to be spilled.