Part 7
Pregnant. That was what Freya had said. Faith was pregnant. No… Her mind refused to accept that. This was a mistake. Or maybe a bad dream. This couldn't be real.
"Faith?" Freya's voice said. "Are you…?"
"No," she murmured. "I'm not okay. How… This isn't possible, you made a mistake. You need to do the spell again."
"Faith…"
"No, this can't be possible." Faith paused and looked at her aunt pleadingly. "You made a mistake."
There was pity in Freya's eyes as she took Faith's hand.
"No, sweetheart, I didn't make a mistake. I'm so sorry."
Faith felt nauseous and ready to burst into tears. This was a nightmare.
"What am I supposed to do?" she murmured.
"Nothing right now," Freya replied gently and touched Faith's hair. "You take your time and think about this. I'll support you no matter what."
It took a moment before Faith understood what she was saying. An abortion. Or giving birth to Lucien's child. Those were her options.
"How… How is this possible?" she finally managed to say. "He's a vampire, how…"
"He's not a normal vampire anymore," Freya replied. "Perhaps the ability to procreate came with the ritual."
"Why would he want that?" Faith murmured.
Freya shook her head.
"I don't know, sweetheart. It's possible that he doesn't know he can impregn… do this."
Faith wrapped her arms around her upper body, trying to clear her thoughts. She didn't really succeed; this whole thing was just too much. She was pregnant with Lucien's child. She was 19, she wasn't ready to be a mother. She was going to start college; she had no job or an apartment or… What the hell was she thinking, this wasn't some accident after a one-night stand. She would have never slept with the bastard if she would have had some other choice. She hated him. How could she have his child? What was this child? Then there was of course…
"Oh no," she gasped.
"What?" Freya asked.
Faith swallowed; she was feeling even more nauseous.
"Dad. I can't tell him about this. I can't tell anyone."
Freya hesitated for a moment before replying.
"He will know eventually. Unless…"
"Unless I end this pregnancy," Faith murmured.
"I'm not saying that you should," Freya assured quickly. "The choice is completely yours and as I said, I'll support you no matter what."
Faith buried her face in her hands.
"How could I have this… child?" she murmured. "Could I ever love it knowing who it's father is?"
"I believe you could," Freya stated quietly. "If that's what you choose."
"What about my dad? How could I ever tell him…"
"Sweetheart," Freya cut in gently. "Your father is over a thousand years old; he can handle this. What you need to think about is what you want to do. Not your father, not anyone else, you. No one else can make this decision for you."
Of course, Faith knew that Freya was right, but how could she make this kind of a decision?
"What is this child?" she murmured after a moment of silence.
"I'm not sure," Freya replied. "I couldn't feel anything… unusual."
"No horns and tail?" Faith huffed. "That's strange, considering the father."
Freya smiled.
"That's true, but no. As far as I can tell, this is a normal child."
"Like Hope?"
"I don't think so. Lucien isn't a hybrid and you're not a werewolf, so I doubt that this child would be like Hope."
Child… Her child. Her son or daughter. Faith sighed; she already knew that she wouldn't be able to terminate this pregnancy. It didn't matter how it had started and who the father was, this child was still hers.
"Aunt Freya?" she murmured.
"Yes?"
Faith took a deep breath and looked at her aunt.
"Promise me you won't tell anyone about this. I don't want anyone to know yet."
Freya nodded.
"I promise."
"Thank you," Faith sighed. "I need time to digest this by myself first."
"Of course, sweetheart. I take it that you have made your decision then?"
"Yeah, I have. I'm going to be a mother."
1 week later
"It's good to see you smiling, kiddo," Kol said.
"Thanks," Faith replied. "You too."
"Well… I finally have a reason to smile."
"I'm happy for you, uncle Kol."
She really was. Faith had been 15 when she had met Kol for the first time in Mystic Falls after her father had undaggered all his siblings. Back then Kol had been very different. Cold and dark. He had changed a lot after meeting Davina.
"So, how's your soup?" Kol asked.
"Delicious," Faith replied smiling. "Thanks for inviting me to lunch."
"My pleasure, I have some errands to run anyway. And you still have some shopping to do?"
His tone of voice was teasing. They had run into each other when Faith had been on her way to a department store.
"Of course, that's all we women do," she hummed. "Just ask dad, I have his credit card."
"Poor Elijah," Kol chuckled. "But the lunch is on me. Would you like some dessert?"
"Yeah, please. I would love a piece of chocolate cake. And maybe a smoothie. And a fruit plate."
"Anything else?" Kol asked smiling.
"No. Yes, a cupcake."
"Someone has a healthy appetite," Kol chuckled.
Faith blushed.
"On second thought, just the cake is fine."
"Nonsense," Kol huffed. "Waiter."
Despite her protest, he ordered her everything she had asked.
"You didn't have to," Faith murmured, feeling embarrassed.
"Of course I did," Kol replied grinning. "I'm allowed to spoil my niece when I want to."
"Thanks, you're sweet."
Kol frowned.
"No, no, no. I'm charming and irresistible, but not sweet."
"Sorry," Faith replied smiling. "My mistake."
She enjoyed spending time with Kol, he was fun company. Not complicated like Klaus. They got along now, but she certainly hadn't liked him right away. It had been difficult for her to simply forget everything Klaus had done to her father. Not to mention Klaus had been a real jerk when they had met. He still was sometimes, but she had learned to like him. He wasn't exactly an easy person to like, but he had his moments.
She had called him couple of years ago when she had gotten herself in trouble and hadn't wanted her father to know. She had been 17, a stupid girl who had thought that an older guy actually cared about her. Things had turned ugly, but she had managed to get out of the guy's car in time and ended up in the middle of nowhere. Klaus had come to pick her up. He hadn't lectured or blamed, he had simply taken her to a diner and told her to eat before taking her home.
"How's Davina?" Faith asked after a moment of silence.
"She's fine," Kol replied. "I'm taking her out tonight."
"Oh? Do you have something special in mind?"
"Maybe," Kol replied grinning.
"Well, I'm sure you'll have fun."
"Let's hope so."
Faith was more than satisfied after finishing all her desserts.
"Thank you so much, uncle Kol," she said and kissed his cheek.
"My pleasure," he replied smiling. "Have fun shopping, I'll see you tomorrow."
Faith was in a very good mood as she left the restaurant and headed to the department store. Tomorrow she would tell her family about the baby. Of course, she was nervous, but she was also somewhat relieved. She felt ready to tell them. Her father's reaction worried her the most, but she hoped that he would eventually be happy. He would have a grandchild.
She smiled while heading to the baby section, she had been dying to buy something for her child. Some cute tiny clothes and maybe some toys. She picked up several pieces of clothing and couple of plush toys, her shopping basket was soon full. She couldn't wait to show these to Freya…
"Hello, Faith," a familiar voice suddenly said, making her to drop the basket.
Oh no… Lucien.
