The story doesn't follow TO storyline, there are some major changes. Tristan and Aurora never came to New Orleans and Lucien isn't obsessed with Aurora. That was the reason why he hated Elijah more than Klaus. Also Jackson and Cami are alive and Lucien didn't make a deal with the ancestors.


Part 6

Faith felt exhausted as she curled up on her bed. She had taken a long shower and wore her favorite pajamas. Right now, it felt comforting. She sighed and wrapped her arms around Theo, her old unicorn plush. She was worried about her father. He had promised not to do anything foolish and she prayed that he would keep his promise. She also felt ashamed, her whole family knew what she had done. How could she face them all? Thankfully she was too tired to worry about that right now. A sudden knock on the door startled her.

"Yeah?" she said, quickly getting into a sitting position. It was probably her dad and she needed to show him that everything was alright. That she was alright. The last thing she wanted was to upset him in any way. The door opened and Freya entered the room, she had a mug in her hand.

"Hey," she greeted Faith smiling. "Can I come in?"

"Sure," Faith replied, trying her best to sound perky. Despite her exhaustion, she managed to place a smile on her face.

"I brought you a cup of hot chocolate," Freya continued.

"Thanks, that's great."

Freya walked over to Faith's bed and handed the mug to her before sitting beside her.

"Whipped cream and chocolate chips," Faith said as she looked at the mug. "This looks amazing."

"I'm afraid I can't take all the credit," Freya replied smiling. "Kol told me how you like your hot chocolate."

"Oh…"

Faith bit her bottom lip, she felt ashamed again as she thought about her uncles.

"What's the matter?" Freya asked.

"Nothing," she murmured, she couldn't look at her aunt.

Freya was quiet for a moment before gently touching Faith's hand.

"I'm not your father, sweetheart, you don't have to spare my feelings. You can talk to me, woman to woman. What ever you tell me, will stay between you and me, I promise."

Faith hesitated. On the other hand, she really wanted to talk to someone, but… Freya took the mug from her and placed it on the nightstand.

"Faith," she said and took her niece's hands between her own. "Talk to me. Are you hurting or…?"

"I'm ashamed," Faith murmured, she still couldn't look at Freya.

"What? Sweetheart, you have absolutely no reason…"

"Yes, I do. I don't regret what I did, I'd do it again if I'd have to, but… My dad… Klaus and Kol… The way they looked at me…"

"No," Freya cut in firmly. "You listen to me, what you did was incredibly brave. I just wish you'd told me…"

"Why? So you could have stopped me?"

Freya shook her head.

"No, I would have tried to convince Lucien to let me take your place."

Finally, Faith looked at her aunt.

"What?"

Freya smiled, but her smile was sad.

"I know men like Lucien Castle and I would have done anything to protect you from him. I know this makes no difference right now, but I'm truly sorry you had to go through that."

"No, no, I'm fine…"

"Faith," Freya cut in gently. "No need to spare my feelings, remember? Talk to me."

Faith shook her head.

"I'm fine. Fine. I went there willingly. I let him…"

She couldn't continue, a tear rolled down her cheek.

"I agreed to it. I…"

Freya wrapped her arms gently around Faith.

"And you know what?" Faith murmured, trying to swallow her tears. "I should have hated it, but I didn't. He made me feel… Things I've never felt before. What kind of a whore am I for enjoying it?"

She could no longer hold back her tears; she was sobbing uncontrollably.

"No, Faith," Freya said gently but firmly. "You're not a whore and I never want to hear you saying anything like that again. You're an innocent and inexperienced girl, nothing that happened was your fault. You were forced into that situation and sometimes our mind and body aren't in sync. What ever your body felt, you have nothing to be ashamed of."

"But…"

"You have nothing to be ashamed of. You're a brave young woman who was willing to do anything to save her family. You have nothing to be ashamed of."

Freya stroked Faith's back and let her cry as long as she needed to. When she was finally finished, she felt beyond exhausted.

"Aunt Freya?" she murmured hoarsely.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Could you… Could you stay here with me?"

"Of course." She paused and helped Faith lying down. "You just rest, okay? I'm right here."

Faith barely managed to nod.

"Thank you."


11 weeks later

"Who's daddy's little princess? You are. Yes, you are."

Klaus was smiling as he held his daughter in his arms. The sight was sweet and normally it would have made Freya smile. Not right now though. The atmosphere in the compound had been gloomy for weeks, even though Lucien had left town. Elijah hadn't been the same person after what had happened to Faith.

Freya had managed to keep him away from Lucien, begging him not to waste his daughter's sacrifice. Faith needed her father and Elijah had understood that, but it seemed that something inside of him was broken. He didn't smile anymore or pay much attention to anyone except Faith. Hayley had seemed very worried about him, although she was staying in her own house with Jackson again. Kol spent most of his time with Davina, clearly he didn't want to be in the compound. Freya walked past the nursery and headed to Faith's room.

"Faith?" she called while knocking.

"Come in."

The girl was sitting on the bed, she was still wearing a nightgown. The first thing Freya noticed was how pale and nauseous she looked.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah. I threw up, hope it's not a stomach flu or something. I felt nauseous yesterday morning too."

"Yesterday morning?"

She nodded.

"Yeah and the morning before that. Maybe it's something I ate."

"Right…" Suddenly Freya had a terrible feeling, but she was sure she was mistaken. She smiled and walked over to the bed. "Listen, Faith, do you have any tampons?"

The girl was clearly surprised.

"What?"

"I was just wondering if I would borrow few."

"Oh… Sure, but I'm not sure if I have any."

"When was the last time you needed them?"

Faith looked thoughtful.

"I'm not sure. I think it was before…."

She didn't finish her sentence, suddenly her face looked even paler.

"No… No, no, no, that's not possible."

"It's alright," Freya assured calmingly. "I'm sure there's some other explanation…"

"Oh god, I'm going to be sick," Faith murmured and ran to the bathroom. Freya hurried after her and held her hair back from her face as she threw up.

"It's not possible," Faith murmured. "It's not."

"I'm sure it's not," Freya assured. "No need to worry, we'll figure this out together."