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its been a long while since i updated, this here is the sequel to the previous One Step Closer Klaus/Harry oneshot, please enjoy!
Harry sat down his hands reaching down to press against his bulging stomach, he was seven months pregnant and his ankles were swollen and he was seriously contemplating a nice long warm bath.
He was reaching the time where he was due to give birth, he'd been anticipating this day and dreading it at the same time, it waonly him after all.
He tried not to dwell too much on the time where he lived and loved with his unborn sons dad, no he didn't want to dwell on the past; he wished to leave it there, unspoken of.
A knock sounded at his front door, groaning and grabbing a hold of the sofas arm he waddled towards the door,
There standing in the doorway was a face he was happy to see, Kol stood there smiling toward him, "hello Harry, you are positively glowing, pregnancy definitely suits you." he exclaimed with a grin
Harry snorted, "Yeah, glowing my arse, I feel like a balloon ready to pop, my ankles are swollen, I have back pain of someone 10 times my age and I have heartburn that seems to last forever, yeah glowing." He replied rolling his eyes.
Kol strolled forward and hooked his arm round the back of Harry's shoulders, guiding him back to the sofa to rest his legs. Placing himself next to him he turned and lounged back against the comfy sofa, "I've come with news dear Harry, good ol' Nik is getting closer to working out where you are, your wards must have failed a few days ago because one of his old crones pinpointed your location, well a five mile radius of it anyway,"
Harry buried his face in his hands, he had hoped that Nik would have just left him be, considering the way they had left things, he had warded himself against locator spells but a few days ago he'd started having braxton hicks which he honestly thought was the baby making his appearance and he has let his wards down for 10 minutes tops so he could contact his midwife, he guessed that was all the time Niklaus needed to find him.
"Has he said what he wants, he didn't seem bothered about our child just before I left, he didn't seem to care about anyone but yet another vain blonde," his face scrunched thinking about one of the main reasons his child would grow up without two loving parents.
Kol reached over and held his hand, a tear ran down Harry's face, "why did he have to find me now, I was starting to feel the tiniest bit better, and now he's going to find me and I'm going to have to see the one person who I thought was my soulmate, the one I thought would never hurt me, I don't know if I can do this Kol, I feel like I can't breathe." Grabbing Kol's hand he let the tears flow.
Kol moved up so he was sat up close to Harry and bought him so his head was in his lap, he began to stroke his hair, "Nik loves you, he loves that baby and he's been a mess since you left, he hasn't stayed in New Orleans since the day you left. He went rogue and ran off as a wolf for weeks Elijah had to follow him cleaning up his brutal messes, I think his wolf was Punishing him. I don't believe that Nik ever meant to hurt you Harry, I really think that he's sorry, I believe he's been trying to find you to show you how sorry he is."
Harry rubbed his eyes, "don't you think it's a little too late to be sorry, I need a stable home for our son, not one where their father won't be around or will be running off and not putting them first. This baby will be my world, and I wouldn't take anything less for them with their dad either." He sighed, "I do want to believe he's changed Kol, I would be so happy if he had but where is he, because he sure as jell isn't here. And I know that's my fault, but I need to put this babies needs above my own. I need to be strong for them."
Just as Kol was about to speak, a fevered knocking tapped against the front door.
"Kol, please tell me you didn't say where you were going to anyone," Harry whispered to Kol staring towards the door.
"Uhm, just Rebecca she wouldn't let me leave until I told her how you were, she had heard our phone call after your meeting with the midwife.
More knocking could be heard, and then a voice which sounded so broken but so full of hope, "Please my Love, let me come in and show and tell you how very sorry I am, I promise to do all those things, this baby boy and you will be my only let me try and prove it to you."
To be continued...
