Elana POV

I could hardly believe what had happened. I looked at Damon, his collapsed form stared back at me, his head was facing in the wrong direction. Crimson rested in a pool around his body as the hole started to heal slowly. Stefan looked just as confused as I felt, thick frown lines formed in the middle of his forehead as a vein in his neck pulse.

Caroline looked close to tears as she collapsed on the couch feeling numb, shock and disbelief flooded her eyes. I knew that she couldn't believe what she had just heard. I could tell by the blank look on her face that she doesn't know how to feel. I could hardly blame her for it. She was closer to Tyler than any of us and she didn't even know that the boy that she wanted to be with had a secret this big.

"How is this even possible if vampires can't have children?" Stefan's questioning words filled my ears as I looked to his grim expression. He dropped to one knee at Damon's side worry forming on his face. All I could think is what was going to happen now that he knows that I'm alive. Guilt bubbled in my chest, Tyler couldn't help who his father is any more than I could.

"Do you think that was why he broke the curse so that he could make Tyler into a hybrid?" Rick's voice numb and confused, I could only think about poor Tyler. There is no way that he knew about any of this. If he did then he wouldn't have tried so hard to save our lives. I could see Caroline crumpling inwardly as she looked to torturing herself.

The plane went to hell the moment we got Tyler involved in this mess. I looked over to Caroline as my resolve and guilt began to grow.

"Caroline come on let's go see if Tyler is okay" My tone is sweet and gentle as she looked up at me, tears pooling in her deep blue eyes as she nodded her head, her painfully numb mask fell revealing her guilt. I could only hope that Tyler pulled through or this whole town would feel Klaus wrath.

Tyler POV

The soft beeps of the monitors shook me from my sleep, my mind feels light and my body heavy like a lead weight. I couldn't move and blinding white-hot pain forces me to toe still as moans lefts my lips. Slowly opening my eyes I looked over to see my father, his body was a slump, his shoulders were caving in and there were brimming tears in his eyes. He looked like a mess, his shirt was loose and blood covered the white fabric stared back at me. He sat mute so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice me waking up.

He had a bloody hand rested over his mouth as he looked like he would break down if I didn't come out for this okay. "Dad?" My voice grew in volume but it was gravely and husky like I had just slept for a few weeks. He all but snapped his head up as his chest cave in as he let out a heavy sigh of relief like he was glad to see me alive. "Ty hey easy you're not supposed to be talking."

He stood gently as he gave me a gentle smile running his tender fingers along my scalp, it helped to put me at ease as I nuzzled his hand for relief and warmth. Looking at him I could see the worry slowly starting to subside from his steely blue gaze.

"Dad, I'm fine, please tell me that you didn't kill them when I passed out? Where is papa?" My town grew weak as my heart rate started to increase and guilt tried to consume me. If I had listened, none of this would be happening. Dad rose as it got harder for me to breathe as my mind grew so light I felt like I was floating.

"Shhh, ataliʻi I need you to calm down. Can you do that for me please, papa had to go out of town for me he will be back soon." Cree fell from his lips forcing my heart to still and calm. His father was a half-native American, his mother was a woman who came to the new world, his father a wolf and alpha of the North Atlantic Pack. He and grandpa taught me the language. Ataliʻi means son and the word soothes me more than the rest.

Dad, on the other hand, looked like he thought that I might still lose his shit so instead, he took in a long heavy breath speaking more gently. "I didn't hurt them, sweet boy, now I need you to calm down can you do that for me." His tone was so gentle that I could feel my heart slowing down and growing more in control.

As my heart rate started to slow down I watched as three women walked in, one of them being my mother and a sense of a new kind of warmth filled my chest. She glared at Dad before rushing to my side, placing a gentle kiss on my sweaty brow. She looked down at me gently with two other people making their way into the room. One being a guilty-looking Caroline and the other was a female doctor in a white lab coat.

She had black curls and warm brown eyes that told me that she would be as polite and kind about this as she could. Her petite form was hidden in a white lab coat as she gave me a dazzling white smile as dimples pulled at her high cheekbones.

"Tyler I'm your injuries, for the most part, are healed but you have a terrible concussion and your leg is going to need some time to heal even with vampire blood which isn't the cure-all for injuries. It will still take you some time to heal."

She gave my father a pointed glare as if to say that feeding me more blood won't do a damn thing from my injuries. He just started as he gave her a cold glare as he spoke in a cold tone. "Does that mean that I can take him, home sweetheart"

His British accent rolled off his lips hard and mom snarled. "As if you had him for the summer and half of the school year, now he is going back to stay with me. He shouldn't be with you anyway, seeing as this is your fault."

Dad laughed a cold bitter laugh as mom's fiery blue eyes locked on him with hate as she gave him a dangerous glare as her hand ran through my hair. "My fault?! Damon Salvatore, he is one of your mates isn't he, and Aleric Saltsman. They are your mates not mine and they were the ones that did this to Ty. While this strumpet stood there and did nothing to help him. He was under your supervision and you couldn't even keep an eye on him for one night."

Mom let out an outraged shriek as she got ready to argue but cleared her throat getting them to turn their attention back to her. "We need to keep Tyler here for a few days for observation to see how severe his concussion really is but then after that yes you can take him home. I'll give you time to talk but yelling won't do your son any good."

As if they would listen to her, dad gave me a gentle look before turning to glare coldly at mom with a jaded stare. Instead of speaking about the future, dad spoke about past events.

"My son is a werewolf and he belongs with me not you Carol. It's that simple, under your supervision your husband abused our son and his curse activated on your watch and if you didn't force him to come back to mystic falls then he wouldn't even be here right now." He let out a low murderous snarl as he looked ready to ripping mom's throat out. "Dad!"

My tone grew outraged and riddle with pain as mom looked away with guilt building in her eyes as she looked close to tears. "Can I talk to Caroline alone? I'm sure you guys can scream in the parking lot." Even as I saw the words he let out a heavy sigh before turning to look at me.

Dad placed a gentle hand on my temple as he looked down at me with tender eyes brimming with love. was in his temple. "Call out if you need me." Together I and my mother made their way out of the room I knew the moment that they got out of hearing distance they would start their screaming match.

I turned to look at Caroline, her eyes wide with doubt as she stared at me with guilt rode expression. "So he really is your dad?" Her voice is equal parts questioning and unsure as she walked carefully over to the bed. Her brows began to furrow gently. I weakly patted the seat that my father just vacated as I smiled through the pain.

"Yeah, I'm not supposed to exist. A vampire can't have kids but a hybrid can. It's one of Nature's loopholes. For safety reasons I had to take the name Lockwood though now with the truth out, I'm sure that dad will change it legally. Caroline, I get that you guys see him as a bad guy but he is my dad and he wanted to protect me, this is the only way that he knows how. Look..."

I let out a heavy sigh as my voice got caught off and an indecisive air ran over me as I looked at the girl that I was starting to fall in love with. How could I tell her what if my step-grandfather found out about me then he would kill me for all the hate that he bore my father. Taking in a deep breath I looked out at the window not being able to bear the sight of Caroline. I couldn't bear the pain and pity filling her eyes, it was enough to drive a person mad.

"I didn't know that Elana was the doppelganger my dad tried to keep me out of his schemes and plots for my own safety. He's a good guy and despite the monstrous act that he puts on, and everything that he said to my mom was harsh but true. I didn't want to come back. He was the person that could talk me into coming back. I swear that I didn't know about any of it but I told him to leave you and Stefan out of it.

My voice grew desperate to prove my point as guilt flooded my chest as well as hers, I knew that neither of us knew what to say. So we didn't say a word, golden light pooled in from the cool windows. The sterile white room was warm and stank of antiseptic. The flat-screen rested on the wall but the black screen stared back at me mute and blank.

"I'm sorry Tyler but your dad is a monster that will kill Elana the first chance he gets. He messed with all of our lives and would have killed all of us given the chance. I can't be with someone who would make excuses for such a monster."

I snarled a low grumbled building in my chest as I looked at Caroline how could she say that panic and pain filled my chest. Pressure built in my chest as my heart thumped faster than ever. My dad saved my life more than a few times. He let them live when he could have killed them, I was on death doorstep and he was the one that saved me not my so-called friends.

"Fine then leave but just so you know, you call my father a monster but if he saw someone that he loved being tortured then he would save them, he wouldn't have sat idly by and one snorted so think who is the real monster."

With those last biting words, she walked out of the room and all I could think is that I wanted my dad. My heart started to break, my friend watched me get tortured and did nothing, they thought so little for me that they thought that I would really let my dad kill Elana. "Dad come here please" I sniffled close to tears as I felt my vision begin to blur but this time I knew that it had nothing to do when I had a concussion.

Niklaus POV

The morning sun seemed to taunt me, shining brightly as if it was any other day and not the day that I almost lost my son. I thought that if I ever ended up in this situation it would be because of Micheal, not the Salvatore boys. The thought forces my fangs to make an appearance as my eyes gleamed a dangerous gold as I paced back and forth listening to the soft whisper of Tyler and Caroline.

"Klaus?" Carol placed a gentle hand on my shoulders that shook with unspoken fury, forcing me to come to a stop as I looked over to see her. Her brown locks brushed gently against the tan overcoat that she wore. There was a sad smile on her face as this broken-hearted expression formed on her face.

I noticed the sweat that rolled down her neck and the worry that pulsed in her eyes as she clutched to the pearls that rested on her neck. People walked by staring at us with fear and worry in their eyes like I was the one that put our son in danger.

I could see the fear smoldering in her eyes as she looked at me with a renewed guilt that shined bright in her eyes. "If I had known about Tyler's curse then I would have done something about it, never doubt that Klaus I didn't know, I had hoped that when he was born that..."

Her tone caught off like she was too afraid to speak like if she said the wrong thing then I would have her by the throat. I took in a few steady breaths and felt my chest begin to expand as I watched her only for a moment. I could see the way that her mind worked as I could hear the blood rushing in her veins.

"Klaus you can't take my little boy from me, he is the only family that I have left. I will deal with the Salvatores." I scoffed angrily, ripping my shoulder from her grasp as I leaned over her. A murderous snarl leaving my lips as hate-filled my chest burning away any restraint that I might have had.

"It's not taking him away if he wants to be with me, Carol. You don't get it the bond between two wolves is stronger than any human connection. He needs me, Carol, he doesn't need you, you're a human, what can you give him? Help him with his curse? Nope. Protection oh wait that is a no too." I spoke coldly.

I knew that the words were harsh and cold, hate-filled my eyes as she blanched away tears filling her eyes as she struggled to take in a few deep breaths. Her deep blue eyes stared back at me with worry burned in them. Desperation rolled off her which forced a disgust to fill my chest. The thought of her forced me to snarl as I turned back to look at the window that t I knew belonged to my son's room.

I could hear his steady heartbeat as he talked about me, to Caroline. There was tense regret bubbling in the air as Carol tried to speak sense to me. "You don't mean any of that Klaus your just upset" Her tone weak and small as I snapped my head back, rage blooming in my chest and burning in my eyes like a nerve ending inferno.

The cars swirled around me as I hissed with rage, "I meant every fucking word Tyler would be better off without you know it and I know it. The only difference between me and my son is that I will tell you what I think without a moment's notice."

"Dad come here please" The soft sniffles of Tyler filled my ears as his sadness drifted along the air filling my nose and forcing my mind to race. "Ty?" I raced off as I noticed Carol looking at me, I could hear the fluttering of a broken heart. My mind was directed to my crying son. It took me only a second to get into his room, his heart racing with pain as depression.

Caroline was nowhere in sight and Ty looked like he was auto-pilot. I rushed to him. His brown eyes were filling with tears as he sat in the bed broken and shaking. I slipped off my boots and slid on the bed carefully. Sharp and powerful and heartbreaking, the sight of my crying son broke me as I pulled him close to me.

His hands gripped so tightly to my back that he could have broken my spine, warm tears hit my shirt as he hid his face deep in my chest. His soft whisper turned to full-blown cries as he struggled to breathe. I gently carted my hand through his smooth silky hair as I coo at him. I did so in the hopes of calming him down. The sharp beats of the heart monitor filled my ears as I struggled to keep my mouth shut and just curled my broken son close to my chest.

After a few chilling moments he spoke in a broken tone "I should've just stayed in California with you I never should have come back." He began the sniffle again as he curled tightly against my chest ignoring the flood of pain that filled my nose. Tear laden brown eyes locked on as I spoke in a joking tone, "Well go on tell me everything"

"Huh and here I thought that you would be eavesdropping but you really were yelling at mom in the parking lot." He chuckled sadly his stuffy nose forced his voice to grow a bit husker as she gave me a weakened smile. He rested his ear just over my heart as he spoke in a broken tone.

"She said that it didn't matter if I knew about Elena dying or Jenna or any of that, that you are a monster and she could never love a person that loves a monster. But you're not a monster, you're my dad, you always have been and you always will be. Girls will come and go but you have always been my constant no matter what crisis I was facing. You were always there. What about mom did she really leave?"

His tone grew cold as his eyes didn't shut but his breath was heavy, the steady rise and fall of his chest and the slow beeping helped to put me at ease when I realized that my son wasn't hyperventilating any more. Slowly my hate for his mother began to fill my chest again as I thought about the women. "Sadly she is on her way up the stairs to make sure that you are okay do you want me to send her away?"

I knew that my tone was a little too hopeful but I don't like her. "Play nice papa she means well" His tone was soft, husky and riddle with exhaustion as I watched his kids falling over his deep brown eyes as they faded from sight altogether.

I watched him as the loud clicking of heels began to echo in the air, I could hear Carol rushing through the halls and that only forced my anger to grow. Her shocked hushed voice made it seem like the walls were closing in around us. "Elena, what are you doing here? I saw Caroline leaving I figured that you were right behind her"

Oh yes, Elena something would have to be done about her. I wouldn't be turning Tyler until I knew that it was safe but I don't know if I could snap my little boy's neck or rip his heart out. The thought forced trepidation to curl around my heart as I pulled my boy just a bit closer as he snuggled deep into my chest. I rested my chin on his head smelling the scent of his worry and pain mingling together.

"I wanted to make sure that Tyler is okay. I didn't want what happened to him to happen again. I tried to fight back but Damon and Stefan wouldn't allow it. So many people died so that Klaus could have his way, myself included, I just wanted to make sure that he is okay. Plus there is no point in trying to hide, Klaus rage knows no bounds when he was trying to break his curse I can only imagine the horrors he will unleash for what we did to Tyler."

Her tone sounded apologetic as Tyler snored softly at my side. Carol nodded her head or at least I thought she did since she made no move to reply and instead opened the door walking in the room. She wore a red skirt and a white blouse that hung loosely on her frame.

There was sadness in her blue eyes as she looked at my son snuggled close to my chest resting as his tears began to dry. I could only glare at her as I pulled Ty just a bit closer to my chest, Carol spoke in a low tone as not to wake Tyler. "I understand that you are mad but..." A low snarl left my lips, hating flared in my chest and my mind went numb. Poisonous words oozed from my lips as I gave her a cold glare.

"Don't! There is no but to this that doesn't end when you sign away your rights to me, Ty isn't safe with you as his mother and I won't have him put in this position again. Too much bad shit has happened on your watch. He was fucking tortured by your friends. Do you get that? The only reason that I'm not killing them is that he begged me not to. He is going to be living with me whether you sign your rights away or not."

After that the hours had passed by in utter silence Ty didn't wake up once and then finally a soft ringing of Carol's phone forced her out of her chair as she gave me a guilty stare. "Klaus I have to go there for a meeting that needs my attention..."

"There is always something more important than Tyler with you. He is lying in a hospital bed and you are more worried about a meeting you have to be kidding me." Rage burned in my words as I spoke to her my heart turned cold and my mind burned.

She flinched away from my harsh words. I knew that I was cold and commanding and that she was overwhelmingly guilty. I could see it rolling off of her in deep blue waves as she looked down at the 15-year-old boy. She seemed more interested in getting away from him than anything else. She had been on her phone every minute of the day. I didn't do so much as a move for fear of waking my son and she didn't look like she cared in the least. Watching her walk out I could feel utter hatred blooming in my heart fuck her.

Elena POV

To say that I'm shocked would be an understatement. I didn't think that I would still see Klaus in the room. But there he lay with Tyler cuddled upon his chest, tears long since died on his face as he snuggled closer to his father and tried to get away from the light. I felt a weak smile pulling at my lips as I noticed the love and care that filled Klaus's eye as he looked at Tyler. He looked so gentle and warm as he wrapped his arms around his son.

"What do you want? Come to rub salt in my pup's wounds?" Histone code and protective as his British accent drifting along with the air his once charismatic attitude gone replaced with hate. Rage and hate burned in his eyes turned them from a bright brilliant blue to twisted gold.

"Daddy played nice just to hear her out" His tone was soft and childlike unlike anything that I had ever heard from Tyler, he was mostly cocky and confident he didn't care about that right now. There was a tenderness to him that I hadn't seen before now. I wonder if that was because of Klaus or the pain that he had to be both emotionally and physically.

"Okay, little wolf heads back to sleep." Taking one look at me, that warmth in his voice faded as hate-filled in stares as he spoke in a cold harsh tone. "Let me guess you came here to see how Tyler was doing at 10 at night" His tone, not the least bit questioning and more accusing he knew that I was here for him, not his son.

"Save what every lie you are trying to cook up. You want to know if I'm going to kill everyone that you ever love for what you and your boy did to my son. The answer is no as long as you give me 3 bags of your blood each month for let's say 6 months then we can call it even."

His tone was cold and commanding as he studied me. He looked like he had been thinking about this all day. What did he need my blood for? To make more hybrids? If I didn't give him my blood what would keep him from going back on his word.

"I swear it on Ty's life that if you honor your part of the deal then I will honor mine. I won't touch you for some reason even after all you fools did, my pup wants you all to live."

His tone burned in hate like the last thing that he wanted to do was to honor the deal but making his son happy seemed to be paramount to him at the moment so I was going to stick with that line of reasoning.

"You have a deal, Klaus." Even as I said the word I felt a shiver running down my spine as I watched him pulling Tyler a little closer like he was afraid that God would come down and take Tyler for lying. "Good now get out and I want the blood by the end of the day tomorrow, if not I will kill all of you and take it." I didn't know what to say, how to form a single word. I just walked mindlessly and numbly out the room.