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ALL IS REVEALED

I think I might have been exaggerating earlier when I said it took us nearly three hours to get into the mountains. It definitely didn't take us that long to get to the safety of Alaric's car.

Elena was pouting but Alaric was more focused on me and all the blood I'd lost.

I was starting to feel tired and against Ric's better judgement I'd drifted off to sleep only waking twenty minutes later when Elena started complaining again.

Could she go twenty minutes without complaining?

"Hey, are you okay?" Ric asked, tapping my shoulder lightly before tilting my head to the side to take a quick look at my neck.

"I'm fine," I told him, actually feeling better. "I don't feel tired anymore." Where the bite mark was, over the scar Klaus had given me, it no longer ached and it no longer felt like there was any pain coming from the wound.

If I wasn't slightly tired from the attack I wouldn't have even known I was attacked if it weren't for the blood-soaked bandage covering my neck.

"What? That's not possible," he muttered his fingers grazing my neck.

"What?" I asked, fearing I had something wrong with me.

"Damon!" Elena shouted, getting out of the car and heading towards the pissed off vampire. This also meant to cut off what Alaric was about to say.

"Get back in the car," Damon told her, pushing her back into Ric's car. His eyes settled on me and I knew I was in trouble. He slid his arm around my back and helped me from the back seat. "Take Elena home, we'll follow behind."

"Damon we need–"

"No! You don't get to demand what we need. You almost got my daughter killed! If you think I'm willing to let you keep us out here in the face of danger then you are sorely mistaken. Go home."

And with that he sped off, settling me in the front seat of his car not too far away.

"I'm alright," I assured him, resting my hand on his as he tried to get a look at my wound.

"You're not alright, you almost got your head ripped off." I hadn't seen him this pissed in a long time. "You've healed," he muttered, his fingers running over where the large bite mark had been. "Do you have vampire blood in your system?"

"No. You know how mum feels about that. Anyway, why would I need vampire blood in me anyway? Klaus isn't around the corner so–" I paused at the mention of Klaus and rested my hand over my stomach. Would that even be possible?

"What? What is it?"

I guess there was no better time to tell Damon about his intended grandfatherhood. I couldn't keep it a secret forever and he'd be able to pick up the heartbeat soon.

"Umm, so you know that deal I made with Klaus? The one where I bound myself to him to save you? Yeah well, it also needed us to bind ourselves together through 'the body' which meant we had to sleep together." His anger was rapidly rising. If I saw him angry at just the mention of me kissing Klaus, he was a hundred times worse now. "Yeah well that night ended up with me getting pregnant, so in a way, I do have vampire blood in me, her blood."

"What?"

Oh shit. He was furious. I hadn't seen him like this in a long time.

"It's happened now, we can't change it so just forget about it so we can—"

"Forget about it? The only way I can forget about it is if you get rid of it!" he snapped, causing my throat to dry up and my eyes to well.

"How could you even say a thing like that?"

I had never been terrified of my father before, but now, as we sat in his car I feared him more than I'd feared anything.

"Klaus is evil!" He said it as if it was a fact. In some eyes, he might be seen as evil, but Caroline had been rubbing off on me. He was just misunderstood. He went to great lengths to get what was taken from him and it was his own mother that betrayed him. "That thing you're carrying is evil like its father, and you should do the world some good and destroy it."

"Can you even hear yourself? This is your grandchild, your granddaughter. You want me to kill her? I might as well kill myself while I'm at it because if you think I'm going to let anyone harm or kill her without dying next to her then you are mistaken, Damon!"

"Ethel, you're not thinking straight, that thing inside you is clearly corrupting your mind, you need to sort it out before—"

I had never needed or wanted to raise my hand to him but my actions were out of my control and I felt better after smacking him across the face.

"I can understand that you dislike Klaus, but this child is not her father. She hasn't even been born yet and you've already judged her."

"Well, her father isn't the best role model," he muttered, speeding to his side of the car and starting the engine.

"I haven't got the best role model," I argued, giving him a pointed look. "You're not the best father either Damon, you've killed people, innocent people, yet I still love you."

"And you think he's going to love her?"

"I don't intend to tell him about her."

"What? Why not?"

What was wrong with him?

One second he was against me having this baby and now he was disapproving of me not telling Klaus she existed.

"I don't think it's the best thing for her." I had thought about it and if my dream told me anything it was that he wouldn't be able to handle the news. "He's done too many things that draw bad attention to him. He has enemies that would do anything to hurt him and I don't want them coming after her to get at him."

"You're already thinking like a mother," Damon said, resting his hand on my knee and giving it a little squeeze. "But I'm not sure if you're doing the right thing. I never supported your mother when she kept you from your father. I might not have known I was Lockwood, but I told her plenty of times that it wasn't fair to you. You had me, but there was always him and you should have gotten the chance to meet him."

"I don't think I ever needed him, Damon," I said, giving a little shrug and grasping his hand in mine. "You were never the best father figure. You took me to a bar when I was three and a strip club when I was five. I saw you kill a man when I was four and I walked in on one of your threesomes when I was seven. You haven't ever won any father of the year awards but you've always been there for me and that's more than what he did."

"I took your mother away from you. You spent the first nine years of your life being neglected by her and I was almost always a little pissed in your teens."

"But because of you I still have my mother in my life. You gave her the option to stay with me even if she was absent. I have her now and that's what counts. Besides, you weren't the worst parent figure to have. I'm well-travelled for a seventeen-year-old."

"Urgh, my god, you're a pregnant teenager," he muttered in disgust. "Here I was thinking you were probably going to die at seventeen and instead you're pregnant."

"I know you, Damon. You're not happy about it, you made that clear but you won't let any harm come to her." I pushed his hand away as I shifted to look at him. "I forgive you for what you said, but don't think I will ever forget it. I shouldn't forgive you but I know you're a natural arsehole and you can't help it," I said giving him a sad smile. It was hard having him as a father sometimes. He was a naturally destructive person and he spent a lot of time resenting himself and a lot of the time he took his frustrations out on those he cared for, hence the bad relationship between him and Stefan. "Besides, I'm telling Jenna what you said."

Jenna was waiting outside the cottage when Damon pulled up, her face a frown of thunder and her foot tapping against the floor.

Damon the coward didn't even leave the car as I got out, just unrolled the window as I made my way over to mother number two.

"Well? What have you got to say for yourself?"

"Your niece is a nasty bitch who can't take no for an answer," I told her, not really caring that I was disrespecting Elena. Jenna knew how Elena got. It was for that exact reason she'd moved in with me.

"Where have you been?"

"We thought it would be a fantastic idea to go on a hike in the wolf infested mountains, you know, get our steps up," I muttered, turning back to glare at Damon as he decided to keep quiet.

"You're hurt!" She touched the bandage on my neck lightly before glaring at Damon too. "Why did you let her go?"

"Hey, I didn't let anyone go anywhere. And before you mention it, yes, I am aware of Baby Klaus and it's for that particular reason why she's on house arrest for the next month," Damon argued, smirking in my direction as if he'd been keeping the best secret in the world.

"I am not staying here with her for an entire month!" Jenna argued. For a moment, it felt like they were my divorced parents fighting over custody but in this case, neither one of them wanted me.

"Hey! Let's not argue about it. Why don't we say I have designated days with everyone? I'll spend Mondays' with Tyler, Tuesdays' with Matt, Wednesdays' with Bonnie, Thursdays' with Alaric, Fridays' with Damon, Saturdays' with Jenna, and Sundays' with Caroline? Or some schedule like that? I might spend more days with Caroline or whatever?"

"I mean, it's not unreasonable," Jenna muttered, shrugging her shoulders as she shared a look with Damon. "How are we going to get everyone to agree though?"

"My God, why don't we tell them about the baby? I'm sure they'll all have the reasons for wanting to keep their eyes on me," I said, feeling frustrated with the way they were both acting as if I was five and needed constant watching.

"I guess that could work." Jenna was taking this a little too seriously. It was like she was planning a group meeting with her college lot and needed to know every detail about their life. "When shall we tell them?"

"Just ask them all round to the Boarding House tomorrow for dinner and we'll drop the bomb on them there. You better invite Elena and Jeremy too, I'm not having this kept as a secret from anyone, especially Elena," I said to them both before leaving them outside as I stumbled up to my room.

Elean caused too much drama for my liking. I was going to have a nice relaxing bath and then I was going to call my Hybrid husband and have a little chat about his experiment gone wrong.

I had to stop myself from drifting off in the bath three times before I decided it was probably best to get out. And it was as I was getting dressed that I found I was beyond exhausted that I was reminded of the night's events. I still had to call Klaus.

"Hello, love, I don't think this is the best time," he muttered as I settled on the bed, flicking through the muted channels on the telly.

"Because of the failed Hybrid?" I asked, reaching over and grabbing a packet of crisps - I annoyed Caroline by my use of English terms. We often got things mixed up because of it.

"You know about the Hybrids?"

"No. I knew about the Hybrid, the one in the mountains that attacked. Was there more than one?" I asked, sitting up slightly at this news. I should have known he would have tried transforming the entire pack but I thought he would have waited to see if it worked on one first.

"You were attacked?"

"By your male one. He didn't look very good, to be honest. Damon dealt with him."

"What were you doing out in the mountains?"

Oh. How was I meant to explain this? 'Yeah, we were just looking for Stefan, you know, because Elena, that's his girlfriend, wanting to take him back from your evil clutches.'

For some reason, I didn't think that was going to go down well with him.

"Damon just wanted to check up on Stefan. We weren't even meant to get caught up in your drama, but you know how things turn out." It seemed like a reasonable excuse.

"I'm liking him less and less, love," he muttered and I could hear how stressed he was.

"How many did you turn?"

"A whole pack and not blood one of them took to the transformation," he growled, and I pictured him pacing the room where he was.

I had to wonder, due to Elena being alive whether that was the reason his Hybrids weren't working. Would Stefan tell him? Would he give away that she was alive? He didn't really have a choice if he was compelled.

"What are you going to do?"

"I should have tested it out first on Ray." I assumed this was the wolf that attacked last night. "When it didn't work on him, I could have saved the others for when I figured it out."

"I'm sure there's a reason for it, Klaus," I muttered, not really wanting to get too into it because I didn't want to upset him. "Look, why don't you try and figure it out and I'll see if I can get any information from my ancestors and see if they can help." I mean, they were pretty keen on getting him into the family, so they might have some answers.

"I've got a few witches I can pay a visit to," he replied and I could hear a hint of a smirk in his voice.

"Don't go killing them if they can't help you, Klaus. Witches are a dying out and I think you may be responsible for that, so please keep your anger to yourself when they say they can't help you," I said, hoping, even if he wasn't head-over-heels in love with me, perhaps he'd feel like he had to protect my 'species' because he was married into a long line of witches.

"Would it anger your ancestors, love?" He was being cheeky now, but considering my ancestors technically helped to create witches then, yes, I'm sure he'd anger them.

"I'm sure it might as I doubt you want to risk that, especially considering how your mother was," I said, reminding him how he got into his locked werewolf predicament in the first place.

"Oh, don't be touchy, love, I won't hurt any of them," he promised and I had to wonder how strong his promises were. If he got truly angered then surely he would kill them without thinking about me.

"Klaus, you're not exactly the most liked man out there, you've got a bit of a reputation for being a violent killer," I told him, knowing part of me was saying this because of the baby. In a way, I guess I was trying to find a way to put distance between us now before she was born.

I was so caught in between telling him and keeping it hidden from him. Perhaps it was best to tell him when I was safely out of the first trimester. Which, if my calculations were right, was the end of July. God, could I really go through the rest of June and the whole of July without telling him about the baby?

It was only five weeks. But a lot could change in five weeks. I could even lose the baby, hopefully not, but I didn't want to tell him and then something like that happen. But did I really want to not tell him and then lose the baby?

"You alright, love? You've gone quiet on me."

"Oh, sorry I was just thinking about what could have gone wrong tonight. Did they transition fully? Have human blood after they died?"

"Yes, yes. I gave them my blood, snapped their necks and they consumed human blood upon waking." He sounded like he didn't understand why I was going over things, but there was always a loophole in curses like his.

Surely this didn't have anything to do with Elena being alive.

I understood there was a curse and she was needed to help break it but why would she be needed for Klaus to create more Hybrids? There was doppelganger blood in their transition to becoming vampires, but was it needed for him to create more of his kind?

"You should try feeding them your blood when they wake up. It might be needed on both ends of their transition," I said, rubbing my hand over my face as I tried to figure this out. It shouldn't be this stressful.

"Well, I'm going to need to find some more werewolves then."

"I heard there's some up by the Canadian Rockies, but if you don't want to go that far there's a small pack down in Oregon," I told him, feeling that some part of me had to help him out. "Just don't kill the whole pack this time, Klaus. Just try it on one and stick to the full moon. It might be more effective then, especially since you broke your curse on a full moon."

"You know, I never thought how useful it was to have a witch as a wife," he muttered, I could hear the smile on his lips.

"You agreed to the marriage because I was a witch and don't say otherwise," I said rolling my eyes. I blinked as I realised how tired I was and glanced at the clock to see it was two in the morning.

"How's your arm?" Huh? Oh, yeah. I completely forgot about my arm. It hadn't been hurting me much and I guess it had something to do with the baby and the vampire blood in my system.

"It doesn't bother me much but Damon has put me on house arrest for the foreseeable future."

"Ah, something I can agree with at last."

"It's summer. I'm supposed to be enjoying myself. I was planning on going to New York with Caroline but I think we're going to give it a miss now," I said, thinking about the little invader inside me. She'd put a hold on a lot of things. "I'm going to do some home decoration and change a few things in the cottage."

"Did you get my flowers?"

"Flowers?"

"I guess you were too busy frolicking around the mountains tonight to receive them." He sounded pissed. Was this going to be a problem for us if he ever returned? Would he be controlling? I had a feeling he would be. "I sent you sunflowers again. Caroline mentioned they were your favourites."

"They are and I really appreciate you sending me flowers every week, Klaus. I'm sure you've got better things to do."

"I'll always find the time for you, Little Witch." It was sweet and I really appreciated it. "Thank you for helping me with my Hybrid problem. I was expecting you to be against it."

"I am against it, Klaus. I don't agree with you turning them against their will. If you can find a wolf that will accept this gift you have then please feel free to change them, but before you do, please find out if the transformation works. I don't agree with your mass murder of an entire pack. Werewolves are a dying species and they don't need you adding to their death count."

"Well, if you can find me a compliant wolf then I'd be more than willing to offer them freedom from the full moon."

"How about you focus on whether you're able to transform them with your blood for the moment. I'll look deeper into it and see if I can find anything that can help."

"I'm not liking this," he said and although he couldn't see my frown, I couldn't help when it formed on my face.

"What?"

"You're taking control. I'm the one in control."

"Well, you married a witch, Klaus. I'm always in control," I said, taunting him a little down the phone as I shifted and climbed under the covers.

"What's that saying, love? Happy wife, happy life?"

"Yes. And if you ever want to have sex again, you better keep me happy."

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