Chapter 3
"Let's just stay in the bed." Jane murmured against his neck. "All day." He chuckled and nuzzled her temple.
"Not very productive, my love." He said back softly. "And as much as I would like too..."
She huffed and rolled away, pulling the sheet over her head. "Don't say it."
He gave a small smile. "The sooner this is over, the sooner we can spend time doing whatever you wish." She rolled back to face him, pulling the sheet back down.
"You know that's not true. Stay with me today." She took his hand, looking at him imploringly as her eyes searched his face. "Stay with us. Not Marcel."
Klaus hated to upset her, but he couldn't back down now. He had a plan that he was executing. He shook his head.
"I'm sorry, love. Not today."
"Ugh." She groaned and made a face at him. "Well...can you at least make time for something today? Something with me? I don't even know where Rebekah went last night."
He mulled it over, shuffling his scheduling around in his head, and then smiled. "How about we meet for lunch, hm? I know of a place, you'll like. Quaint little building."
Jane beamed.
"Really?!" She said excitedly.
Klaus almost let his smile slip. Had he really been that neglectful? She was so thrilled by the mere mention of them having lunch.
"Of course, my love."
He bent down and kissed her gently. "I promise we'll spend more time together soon."
"I just wish everything wasn't so complicated."
"I know, sweetheart."
"No, no, Uncle Rob. No. I'm fine." She said into the phone, sighing a bit. "I promise everything is fine here. No, Sophie is very nice."
Klaus rolled his eyes, snorting at her words, and she sent him a frown.
Rob spoke into her ear again.
"Don't, please." She said quickly. "You don't need to come. I'm okay. No, nothings wrong. I'm just tired. Klaus and I have been here and there." She lied, picking at the frayed hem of her shorts. Klaus knew she wanted to go see the sights and have some fun, but all that would have to wait.
"That's nice of her, but no. I've got a doctor here...No, I know, Rob. Klaus knows too." She rolled her eyes this time and he smirked, making her stick her tongue out at him. "Nothing out of the ordinary. Everything's just fine. No craziness..."
She smiled and giggled. "Rob, you know how I feel about Meredith. Go ahead and ask her! I can't believe you haven't already! Yes, I'm sure she will. Call me as soon as you can." She grew teary eyed and Klaus moved instantly next to her on the couch, wrapping his arms around her. "I love you, Uncle Rob. Yeah, I'll let you know. I miss you too. Goodbye." She hung up and immediately started sniffling. Klaus pulled her into his lap, stroking her hair.
"Oh, love." He murmured against her head. "It's all right."
"I hate lying to him. I wish I could see him, but he can't come here. It's too dangerous."
He sighed. "I know, sweetheart. I know." He stroked her face, wiping away her tears and kissed her gently on the lips. She smiled sadly and put her head on his chest, snuggling into him. Klaus smiled and ran his hand down to her stomach, stroking her with his thumb.
"Can you feel the baby?" Jane asked after a minute. "Is that what you were doing last night?"
He nodded. "Yes, I can feel flutters and the tiny heartbeat is nice and strong."
She smiled and linked their fingers over her stomach. "I'm sixteen weeks today. Only five more months."
"First chance we get I'll take you to a doctor." He promised and she sighed. "How'd you sleep last night, my love?"
"Better after the dream you sent me..." She turned in his arms and put her head back under his chin. He stroked her back gently. "What did they mean?" She meant the nightmares.
He shook his head, pressing his face into her hair. "I don't know, sweetheart. I don't know."
She jumped and shrieked when the front door opened, and Rebekah came rushing inside.
Klaus slid Jane off his lap gently and met his sister in the foyer.
Rebekah grimaced at him. "You were right. The girl Cami. She's the key."
Jane frowned and came into the hall as well.
"The bartender from Rousseau's?" She asked, confused.
"Marcel likes her and because of that, I got to see the secret weapon of his that you've been going on about."
Klaus' eyes glittered. "Well, let's not stand on ceremony." He drawled and Jane rolled her eyes at his impatience. "What is it?"
"It's not a what-," His sister corrected. "-it's a who, a girl, Davina. She can't be more than sixteen, and I have never felt power like that."
"A witch." He frowned.
Rebekah shook her head. "She's not just any witch. She's something I've never seen before, something beyond powerful, and now because of you, she has Elijah." She snapped. "Who knows what she could do to him."
Jane inhaled sharply and they glanced at her for a moment. Klaus looked away rather quickly.
"Where is she?" He demanded of his sister.
Rebekah stated to say and then frowned. "That clever bitch. I don't know."
"What's wrong?"
"She wiped my memory of the location." She narrowed her eyes at her brother. "Marcel possesses a weapon bigger and more powerful than an Original and you handed our brother to him!" Klaus winced and Jane bit her lip. "How many times will Elijah forgive you? How long until his hope for your redemption finally dies?"
"I did what I had to do! Marcel took our home!" He snarled back, hating the reminder of his brother's constant motive of finding something redeemable about him. Though he knew Jane had somehow managed to found something about him. He still didn't understand that.
"And our home is worthless without family!" Rebekah snapped. "Jane's told you that dozens of times I know! How many times will she forgive you? Look past your selfishness!?" Klaus' jaw clenched angrily.
In a fierce tone she said: "I am finding Elijah, whatever it takes. Are you going to help me?"
"Whatever it takes." He nodded and Jane frowned worriedly.
"Jane, darling, take your vitamins. It's nutritious and good for the baby." Rebekah said as the girl poked at the little tablets.
"I don't want too."
"At least one of them."
Klaus came in rolling his eyes.
"Leave the girl alone, Rebekah."
She frowned at him. "I will not. You may be willing to let her go without it, but I actually care about her and the baby's wellbeing." She snapped at him. "Take the vitamins, Jane."
The human girl scowled and chewed the vitamins. Klaus glared at his sister.
"I do care, but making her take them is proposter-"
"She should have already been taking them." She snapped. "It keeps her health in check. A doctor would have told the both of you that. Sage sent me the names of them yesterday because she knew you wouldn't end up taking her to a doctor."
The Hybrid growled at her.
Jane sighed. "Would you both stop, please?"
Rebekah looked out the window. "I cannot believe you disposed of those vampires without me. You know how I love to set things on fire."
The pregnant girl rolled her eyes. "Bekah."
"Was I supposed to leave them in the front yard to rot?" He countered. "Besides, they were my responsibility. They attacked my love."
"Oh, I am so moved by your newfound sense of fatherly duty to your unborn child." Rebekah mocked. "It only took you a night of berating to come to your senses."
Jane sighed. "Okay, enough!" She snapped. "Now what is the plan?" She turned to Klaus. "I'd like to know."
He cleared his throat. "Which plan would that be, sweetheart? My plan for global domination or Rebekah's plan to find love in a cruel, cruel world."
The vampire hummed at her brother before tossing a paintbrush at his neck, which he caught smugly before it pierced his skin.
"Ahem." Jane cleared her throat, tapping her foot impatiently and sending both Originals a look that clearly meant she was tired of their bickering.
"We will discuss your lack of helpfulness when it comes to Rebekah's love life later." She told him firmly and Rebekah hid a smile. Klaus rolled his eyes. "I want to know what you plan on doing about Elijah. The one who is trapped with your apparent enemy."
He nodded. "Yes, that. Well, firstly Marcel is not my enemy. He's my friend, albeit one who is unaware that I am trying to sabotage his hold over the supernatural community of the French Quarter, but a friend nonetheless." Jane rolled her eyes. "Secondly, I daggered Elijah in order to gain Marcel's trust. If I had known that he would place my brother in the hands of a particularly nasty teenage witch, I certainly would have weighed my options a bit differently."
She only scoffed at that and Rebekah snickered. Klaus sent them glares.
"Thirdly," He said over his sister's laughter. "Sister, if you please..."
Rebekah collected herself and turned to Jane. "And thirdly, the plan to help Elijah, is for Niklaus to simply ask Marcel for Elijah back."
"That's it?" Dorian scoffed. "Surely that's not it."
Jane shook her head. "That's not all."
"Niklaus is too diabolical to let that simple plan be his only one." Rebekah smirked in agreement.
"That's only plan A, mate."
"And what's plan B?" He and Jane asked at the same time.
"War." Klaus grinned wickedly.
"Are you sure about this?" Jane asked Klaus nervously and he glanced at her. "I don't like that he has someone who can hurt you."
He smiled softly and cupped her cheek. "It will be all right, my love. You don't have to worry about me."
"But I do." She put her hand over his on. "I-I keep thinking about my dreams."
She did worry about him. She was worried that his plan wasn't as calculated out as he had first thought. Marcel's super witch might actually hurt him and where would that leave them? What if the super witch was the reason she and Klaus were in pain in her vision? That would explain why she saw Marcel's face hovering over hers before feeling intense pain and darkness. Maybe he'd kill her and the super witch would find a way to get rid of Klaus...
Klaus watched her look him over with apprehension. Her eyes were wide with fear and he easily see how much the vision frightened her. He sensed where her thinking was at, knowing she was questioning if the teenage witch had a roll in the vision. She'd worry herself into a tizzy if he didn't reassure her. She was pregnant and stress wasn't good for the baby nor for her. He was confident in his plan and so saw no reason to be so stressed over nothing. "I'll be fine, my love. And so, will you and our little one." He kissed her nose and she sighed.
"Please be careful anyway." She gave him a look. "I know how you are."
He chuckled and nodded. "Of course, my love. What are you going to do today?"
She shrugged. "Shopping or browsing. Dorian told me about a little baby store he found. I need to find some things for the baby."
"We'll meet at one on the square then?"
"Yes, I can't wait!" She nodded and then kissed his jaw. "I have to hurry so I can get all my shopping done." She told him and almost tripped on her way to the closet to get her shoes.
"Just don't fall down, my love." He teased and she huffed.
"Oh, get out of here and finish up your business with Marcel. And don't be late!"
Klaus smiled.
She was sitting at the vanity, slipping her shoes on when something burst through the window and thudded against the bed. Jane screamed and scrambled up from the chair.
Dorian was at the door in seconds.
"What in the hell was that?" He shouted before spying Jane. The girl was huddled in corner of the staring at the window with wide, terrified eyes. He noticed a sizeable hole in the glass.
"Jane, what was it?"
She pointed at something in the floor. It was a rock. Frowning, he went over and picked it up. There was something on the rock, written in blood. Devil Child. He frowned deeper and looked back up at Jane who was running a shaky hand through her hair.
Dorian peered out the window, watching intently for any sign of movement.
"Whoever they were, they're gone." He looked over at Jane again. "Are you all right?" He asked her softly.
"Why?" She asked, running a shaky hand through her hair. "Why would someone do that?"
"I don't know..." He glanced down at the rock again.
"What's it say?" She asked before frowning. "Is that blood?! Dorian!?"
"Jane..."
The girl frowned. "Tell me!"
"Yes, it's blood...And it says...Devil child." He said reluctantly.
Jane scowled and stomped out of the corner.
"That is it! My baby is not a devil and I'm going to find out who keeps saying that. I have a feeling that it's one of Desmond's group of witches."
Dorian looked down at the rock in his hand debating whether to call Klaus or not. Jane seemed to sense where his thinking was.
"No, don't you tell him. If he asks about the window, we'll say I accidently broke it trying to open the window.
"Jane, someone is threatening you and the baby. Klaus needs to know."
"He'll never let me leave the house again! Don't you understand?"
Dorian sighed. "Are you ever going to tell him? Because he needs to know that someone was trying to hurt you."
Jane nodded. "I'll tell him...Just not right now."
He didn't believe her.
"I don't like this." Dorian said for the umpteenth time. "Klaus will skin me alive if he finds out we came here."
"Oh, stop worrying." She shook her head, heading up the street towards the Compound. "Klaus says that he and Marcel are friends so then me visiting shouldn't be a problem. I'm just going to talk to him. I think it's time to try to get along with him."
The Hybrid sighed and followed her down the darkened entry way.
"Hey, Thierry." Jane greeted the vampire. He looked over at her and nodded his head. "I'm so sorry about what happened to you. He doesn't have the best temper. Are you okay?"
He relaxed slightly at her genuine concern and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." She smiled.
"Good. Is Marcel in?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Yes. I'll go get him."
"No need. I'm right here." Marcel spoke up, appearing in front of her. "Jane." He smiled. "It's nice to see you. Klaus just left."
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you. Do you have a minute?"
He tilted his head curiously. "Of course." He eyed Dorian and Jane turned her head.
"Wait here. I'll be back." She told him and he looked like he wanted to protest, but he couldn't. It wasn't a suggestion.
"Hey." He said to Thierry awkwardly.
Marcel sat in the chair across from her. "What can I do for you?" He asked pleasantly. He had already sent for someone to bring her a drink. Around them, people were moving things around for a party he was having tonight. One that Klaus hadn't mentioned to her.
Jane put her phone on the table. "I was wondering if you knew my uncle. He lived here for a while. Was in a relationship with Sophie's sister, Jane-Anne."
He frowned for a bit. "You still don't like that do you? That I killed her."
She shook her head. "No, I don't, but it's not about that. I just want to know if you knew him. Robert Evans." She slid her phone across the table. It was of her and Rob pre-prom pictures. Marcel glanced down and surprise went across his face.
"Yeah...I remember Robbie. Hell of a guitar player. How is he?"
Jane paused. "He played the guitar?"
Marcel smiled. "Yeah. He and Thierry used to play together. T plays the trumpet."
"Oh, I didn't know that." She murmured and shook her head. "I can't believe he never told me. Well, he's fine."
"He's still got an apartment around here I think." He said, frowning in thought. "Between the witches' corner and here."
"Neutral ground?" She arched an eyebrow, sipping her tea. Marcel laughed.
"Guess you could call it that. Father Kieran may still have the key."
"Who's that?" She asked curiously. The name hadn't come up before.
"Local priest." He said offhandedly and she got the impression that he really didn't want to talk about him. That just made her curious. "He's got a church down the street."
"Oh, why does he have the key?"
He shrugged. "Rob gave it to him, I guess. They were friends." He then added quickly: "Kieran's out of town, actually. But I can get it for you when he comes back. If you'd like."
"Really?" She watched him, trying not to look as though she suspected anything was wrong. She had seen the look on his face when he had rushed to say that he would get the key. Did he not want her to talk to Father Kieran? Why?
"Well, thank you." Jane nodded at him, storing that away for later. "Can I ask you something else?"
"Of course." He smiled at her.
"What do you know about Desmond Laurent?"
He frowned. "Has he been bothering you again? Klaus didn't mention it."
"He's not I just want to know about him."
He searched her face for a moment and then nodded. "About twenty or so years ago this other coven popped up near New Orleans. Now most witches get along, but there was animosity between the French Quarter and the Draco coven."
"Draco?"
He nodded. "It's a constellation. Means "dragon"."
Jane frowned. "Oh."
"Then about two-three years ago there was a big deal going on. I never found out exactly what happened, but they got so into it. I helped run them out of town."
She nodded, frowning in thought, and he tilted his head.
"Are you sure he's not bothering you, Jane? I can send some of my guys to help out." He seemed so genuine that Jane almost told him about the rock. She refrained from doing so however, knowing that he'd tell Klaus or even use that against her should Klaus' plan work out.
"That's sweet of you, but no."
"I haven't seen you in a while."
"I don't get out much. Klaus has been rather busy. I'm in town today to look for more baby things. I don't have much."
"Your parents didn't save any of your stuff? Like a crib or something?"
Jane looked at her lap, tears forming rapidly. It wasn't a sad question or anything to cry over, but she couldn't help it. The thought of her parents never meeting her baby sent her hormones into overdrive.
"Um, I don't know...they might have things in storage." She was biting her nails, trying not to sniffle. "They-they died."
Marcel's chair slid back, and he stood up. "Oh...I'm sorry. I-I apologize. Here." He handed her a napkin and she took it from him, dabbing at her eyes. "I didn't mean to upset you. I had no idea."
"Mood swings." She said, trying to control herself. "It's not your fault. I got off the phone with my uncle this morning and cried then too." She shrugged and he chuckled, sitting back down.
"Well, anything you need or anything I can do for you, don't hesitate to ask."
"Thank you."
She noticed him eyeing her stomach every once and a while and it reminded her of the night that she met Marcel. How he had reacted to her admitting she was pregnant.
"What happened with you and Klaus, if you don't mind me asking? I don't understand."
He sighed and leaned back in his chair. "It's a long history."
"It's just...He cared for you like a son and now..." She trailed off, tilting her head. "Why are you so angry at him?"
His eyes flashed up to her, shocked. "I never said I was-"
"You didn't have too, because there is a lot of hostility from both of you. I can't ask Klaus, he'd never tell me." She looked up at him. "Why?"
Marcel looked away for a moment and then back to her, his expression almost sad. "What has he told you?"
"Not much. Really." She admitted truthfully. "I think it hurt him to talk about you."
"Not too much." He said almost bitterly and she frowned.
"Marcel...He thought you were dead."
"He never looked back. Never turned his head. How would he know?"
Jane shook her head. "You don't understand what that man did to him."
"He used to tell me stories about Mikael." Marcel began.
"You know that they were not scary stories, they were real." She said with a deep frown. "I mean you met him. Mikael was a horrible, horrible man."
He saw the look in her eyes. "You met him too."
Jane nodded. "Yes and he tried to do horrible things..." She took a breath and Marcel's eyes widened. "He almost killed me." She finished. "If Klaus hadn't gotten to me in time, I would have died." She sighed and shook her head. "Anyway, Klaus will never tell you this, but I will because I..." She put her hand on his arm. "He thought you were dead, Marcel. Dead." She searched his face, but he kept it neutral. "I know what it feels like to lose someone close to you. It changes you. He never came back here, that's very true. But Mikael kept informants everywhere, he would have found out if Klaus ever stepped foot back here. I know it's not an excuse, but I just want you to know that he didn't abandon you. Not really."
There was silence and then Marcel nodded slowly. "Thank you for that. I think I needed to hear it."
She nodded with a smile. "You're welcome."
Marcel smiled back.
Jane paused outside of a church and bit her lip. The stone steps and the heavy dark wooden doors sent chills down her spine.
"Jane? What's wrong?" Dorian asked. He could feel her unease.
"This is the church from my dream..." She murmured and then turned around. "Let's go. I don't want to be here."
Dorian frowned at the church before following Jane back up the street.
"Might if I accompany you?" A voice asked in a posh accent, stepping in line beside her.
Jane turned her head and stopped walking abruptly, beaming.
"Kol!"
She tossed her arms around him, hugging him tightly and he smiled back, arms wrapping around her slowly. It still shocked him how affectionate she was towards him.
"I'm so happy to see you!" She squealed shrilly and Kol chuckled.
"I'm happy to see you too, little love. What are you up to?" He noticed Dorian and gave him a small nod of acknowledgement. "Hey, mate."
Jane's smile faded and she looked around. She grabbed his wrist, tugging him towards a coffeehouse. Kol, puzzled, allowed her to drag him inside.
"You shouldn't be drinking coffee, yes?"
"Um, no, I don't think so. But I have to talk to you without others seeing or hearing us." Jane muttered, glancing over her shoulder.
Dorian glanced around too. "None of them saw us. They weren't around."
Kol frowned when Jane visibly relaxed. The girl smiled at him.
"I am happy to see you."
"Are you?" He said, sounding rather petulant. "Because you've hidden us away. Hiding me from Nik?"
"No." The girl looked down at the tabletop. "I'm sorry. It's not like that. I am glad you're here."
Kol hated it when she grew upset and her pregnancy didn't help her delicate human emotions at all.
"Sorry, lovey. I didn't mean it quite like that."
Dorian explained for her. "Marcel can't know you're here. At least not yet."
"Marcellus is alive? Interesting. I suppose Nik is budding up to the little cretin."
"Yes, but you should also know that he and his posse of vampires run this town. They've got the witches under their thumbs and have driven off the werewolves. The humans coexist with them too. And he's not comfortable with multiple Originals being around."
Kol narrowed his yes. "Why should that matter?"
"Because he knows Klaus is capable of taking the town back over. That he might attempt it if the number of Originals grow. That's my guess at least. Klaus does want the town back. Wants to be King, but he's trying to get into Marcel's inner circle to do it."
The Original snorted. "You said multiple Originals. So, I assume he daggered Elijah?" He needn't have asked Jane because she was fiddling with a ring on her finger, still looking at the table. "And what fate befell my sister? She told me she was coming to look for Elijah. That Jane had called her."
The girl looked up. "I did and she's here, but-"
"Did he dagger her as well?"
"No. She's around somewhere." Jane shrugged. "She and Klaus claimed to be busy today."
Kol snorted. "Bekah's probably looking for a tryst with the little pest."
"Kol Mikaelson!" Jane reprimanded.
"What? Didn't she tell you about being in love with him? Nik disapproved of course, but that never deterred Bekah." Kol smirked and then he frowned. "You were walking rather briskly for someone expecting. What happened before I found you?"
"Nothing. I just got...weirded out."
"By what?"
She shrugged.
"Lovey."
He gave her a look that clearly stated that he wasn't about to give it up.
She sighed. "The church. It was in a dream I keep having." She told him. "It's not a big deal."
"A vision?"
She nodded and he sighed. "Tell me about it later then." He took her hand. "Tell me about this rock first."
She smiled happily. "He asked me a few days before we came here."
"Congratulations, little love." He said sincerely.
Dorian glanced down at his phone when it chimed. "It's Rebekah. What's that shop I found you in yesterday?"
"Jardin Gris." Jane told him and tilted her head. "Why?"
The Hybrid shrugged. "I don't know. She wanted to know."
Kol clapped his hands together. "Let's go find out then shall we? And pay my baby sister a visit."
Jane frowned. "Kol-"
"I'll deal with Marcel myself, little love. Don't be worried."
She still looked worried. "But, Klaus-"
"I'll handle him too, darling. Nik will get over himself. Come, come now. You have such little faith in me."
The girl sighed and Dorian rolled his eyes as they followed the Original out the door.
"Oh, so glad you could make it." The Original said to Sophie dryly as the witch walked over to her. "Elijah only lies daggered and rotting whilst you dillydally."
"You're lucky I came at all." Sophie snapped. "What do you want?" She saw Jane and smiled. "Oh, hey, Jane."
The Original spun around.
"Hey, Bekah." The girl waved sheepishly at Rebekah who was still staring in shock when she saw Kol leaning against one of the wooden posts outside the door to the voodoo shop. "Look, who I found." She said and the blonde Original shook her head.
"Nik is going to be furious with you." She said and then smiled. "Hello, brother."
"Little sister." He greeted back.
"Well, I didn't call him." Jane muttered defensively and then smiled at Kol apologetically. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be, little love." He smiled at her fondly. "I've been under Nik's wrath for some time now." He said flippantly and then cocked his head at Rebekah. "What are you up to, Bekah?"
Rebekah looked from Kol to Jane and then sighed irritably. "It's part of Nik's plan."
"Plan B?" Jane frowned.
"Yes, so you run along and go shopping. Which judging by your lack of bags so far, you've not been doing. I would question you, but I'm rather in the middle of something myself. So off you pop."
"No." The girl argued. "I want to know. Why are you here? And with Sophie? What do you want with Katie?"
"Katie? Is that the little witch who runs this shop?" Rebekah nodded. "Kol, if you want to stay, then stay. Jane please, I implore you to go, especially if you've made friends with the owner of this shop."
"No." Jane said stubbornly again.
"What do you want Rebekah?" Sophie asked in exasperation.
"This poor girl," She gestured to Jane. "-was attacked last night because she was defending Dorian from Marcel's crew who was tipped off there was a werewolf in the Quarter."
Kol frowned and looked at Jane, but the girl was frowning at Rebekah.
She nodded at the shop behind them. "This was the last stop they made."
"Wait..." Jane frowned. "You think Katie tipped off Marcel? But why? Dorian didn't show any supernatural features."
"Just watch and learn, darling. This is how you get answers." Rebekah swept into the shop, followed closely by a sulking Sophie and an eager Kol. Jane noticed Dorian's expression.
"What's wrong?"
"There's a plant in there...Maybe she saw me looking at it...Wolfsbane."
Jane's eyes widened. "Did the old woman visit the shop too?"
"I'm not sure. She might sell Vervain too." Dorian glanced at the building. "Is it all right if I stay out here?"
The girl smiled. "Yes, of course. I'll be back." She patted his arm and went inside the shop, almost bumping into Sophie.
Kol was strolling around, arms behind his back as he gazed at the many displays. Jane knew he once had a bit of magic, only to lose it when their mother cast the vampire curse. He found witches and spells fascinating still, longing to be able to do magic again.
"Hey, Soph." Katie greeted, coming out of the back with a large box. "Hi, Jane. It's nice to see you again."
"Hi, Katie."
The dark-skinned witch turned to Rebekah who was pretending to browse as well.
"That's filled with marigold, great for attracting the opposite sex. It would look awesome on you."
The witch didn't seem to sense the danger she was in and Jane chewed her lip.
"I very seriously doubt that." Rebekah snarked. "Do you have any others? Some with say...Wolfsbane, perhaps?"
Katie froze for a second before walking away. "Wolfsbane? Why would you want that?"
In a flash, Rebekah had her by the throat. "Please do not play dumb with me." She slammed the witch down on top of the counter, pinning her there.
"Bekah, no!" Jane exclaimed. "Don't!"
"I sell it sometimes, okay?" Katie croaked.
"No, not bloody okay!" Rebekah snapped. "You called out to Marcel and almost got Jane killed last night."
"Wasn't about her...The werewolf she was with..."
"What about the woman who tried to convince Jane to poison her baby? She had bloody Vervain and Wolfsbane in her possession. Wonder where she got it?"
Katie choked beneath her fingers. "I don't know. Anyone could get those herbs. I would never try to harm her or the baby."
"Are you lying to me, Katie?"
"Bekah, stop." Jane said. "She doesn't know."
"But you did tell about Dorian."
"Yes, I did." She said reluctantly. "I'm sorry Jane, but I love him. I was trying to get him some more good points."
Rebekah tossed the witch to the floor and held her shoe above her throat, heel ready to dig into the tender flesh. "And just who is this vampire Romeo of yours? Shall I count to three?"
"Thierry. It's Thierry."
Jane only looked on in shock.
Rebekah stepped outside, talking into her cell.
"You were right about the traitor. Luckily, she's just a kid and she doesn't know about anything about us or what we're up to." She paused and then sighed. "I've got some more news. Would you rather here the pleasant news first?"
"Yes, I suppose..." Klaus said suspiciously.
"She's in love with someone in Marcel's inner circle. Guess who it is?"
"Right-hand-man type, favors silly caps?"
"Two points for you. Thierry is fraternizing with the enemy."
"Well, that just means he just unwittingly became the key to our entire plan." He chuckled and she could hear the giddiness in his voice. She rolled her eyes. "Oh, to be young and in love in a city where witches and vampires are at war. How very tragic."
"You want to hear the rest?"
"What?" He sounded cautious. As he should be.
"Kol is in town."
There was a pause. "I beg your pardon? What the hell is he doing here?"
"Checking on Jane? Being a decent brother for once? Who knows. Also...Jane witnessed my interrogation of Katie. She's upset."
Klaus sighed. "I see. Does she know the plan in its entirety?"
"Not that I'm aware of, but apparently she's been talking to Marcel. He invited her to the party tonight."
"Bloody hell. I'll meet you in town. I promised to take Jane to lunch."
Jane looked from one brother to the other before sighing. They were ignoring one another which was a step up from fighting. Rebekah glanced at her, but Jane was picking at the hem of her shorts again.
They were sitting in a restaurant at the edge of town, mostly out of Marcel's way, because Klaus refused to meet at the house. It wasn't the usual place they'd eat. Jane liked the little quaint place, but she could see Rebekah's nose upturning at everything from the décor, to the menu. Now they sat in silence waiting for a waiter. Dorian wisely chose to sit outside rather than be in the middle of the bickering that would no doubt be coming soon.
"Please don't do that, Jane." She spoke up, startling everyone with her voice. "You're going to ruin your clothing." Jane only sighed.
"So let me get this straight." Kol finally spoke and Klaus gave him the evil eye. "You're playing the sycophant to Marcellus, so that you can undermine him and regain New Orleans, correct? And in doing so, free Jane from the witches' linking spell?"
"Yes." Klaus said tightly. "What of it?"
"Are you out of your bloody mind? None of this is good for Jane. You'll end up getting her killed."
"Don't pretend to care about her. You only want to erase your own guilt for not dying."
"Niklaus!" Jane reprimanded and he rounded on her.
"You know it's true!" He snapped at her. "He's constantly looking for ways to make it up to-"
"Stop it!" She snapped back, eyes flashing black. "Just stop it! I don't know what the hell your problem is, but you better get over it! I want him here."
Rebekah and Kol exchanged looks. If she weren't pregnant, she would have probably been trying to attack him.
Klaus opened and closed his mouth several times, before taking a deep breath. "Fine." He bit out between clenched teeth. "But if Marcel finds out-"
"I'll speak to him. He'll listen to me." She said just as angrily and then she sat back against the cushioned booth seat.
"Jane," Kol said softly. "I don't have to stay. I don't want you to fight for me."
"Of course, you would." Klaus muttered and Jane scowled at him.
"We've been fighting all the time anyway." She turned to Kol. "He daggered your brother after I specifically asked him not to do that anymore. Besides," She narrowed her eyes at Klaus. "He's not the only one who gets to make decisions. I get a vote as well. Although, I get two, because I'm pregnant."
"Hi!"
They all turned to see a short, dark-haired waitress with a bright smile. "What can I get you folks?"
Once she was gone, the table grew silent again. Jane turned to Kol.
"So, what have you been doing?"
"Traveling mostly." He told her and smiled. "Went to Germany for a while."
Rebekah kicked her brother softly. Klaus glanced at her. "Stop it. If looks could kill, Kol would've combust into flames ten times over. Jane wants you to behave."
"Having him here puts a damper on things."
"Not if he's working with me. You know how he is with witches. He might get more out of them. Like a way to get Jane away from their link."
Klaus didn't say anything, but he did think Rebekah's idea was good...sort of.
He watched Jane talk to Kol, she was smiling more than she had in days. It was irritating that she found his brother's presence more tolerable than his own, but at the same time he knew she felt lonely. His sister was busy trying to find Elijah and wasn't spending much time with her as Jane probably would have liked.
Jane turned to him when Kol's conversation drifted over to Rebekah. She gave him a small smile and moved closer to him on the rounded booth. She took his hand and interlaced their fingers.
"Feeling better?"
"No." He said and she sighed. Afraid she'd pull away, he tugged her closer. "But I am willing to let him stay. If that's what you want."
She beamed at him and nodded. "You know I love you, don't you?"
"Even when I don't do what you want?" He teased and she giggled.
"Yes, even then." She bit her lip then, frowning. "I wasn't trying to manipulate you...If you don't really want him here..." He shook his head, a smile playing at his lips. "That's not funny. I can be persistent." She insisted and Klaus chuckled.
"Oh, I know, sweetheart. And you know that I'm particularly stubborn about some things. But not about all the things that make you happy. Because I really do care about your happiness." His fingers stroked her stomach. "And our little one's happiness." Jane smiled and kissed his jaw.
"What were you doing at Marcel's?" He asked her.
"I wanted to talk to him, maybe my vision was wrong. I wanted to see at least."
He nodded.
"He knows Rob."
Klaus frowned. "Does he?"
"Yes and he still owns an apartment around here. A priest named Father Kieran has the key. Rob gave it to him."
"Rob or Rodney?" Kol asked, joining the conversation. The girl shrugged at him.
"I'm not really sure. I was going to call Rob and ask him." She frowned. "Marcel didn't seem to want me to talk to him. The priest. He said he'd get the key for me when he came back to town."
"I'll ask him about it, my love." Klaus told her.
"Are you going to his party tonight?" Jane asked.
"Yes."
Kol snorted and Klaus sent him a dirty look.
"Well, he invited me to the party tonight. Why didn't you tell me about it?" She frowned and searched his face. "You don't want me to go."
"It's not that, love." He cupped her face in his hands.
"It's part of your plan or whatever."
"Yes, that's part of it. I want you home and safe."
"Can't I go for a little bit? Please?"
He sighed. "All right. I don't want you to get tired out though."
She nodded and then looked around. "Where's the bread? I'm hungry."
Kol snickered.
"I'll stay for a little bit. I just want the food mainly." She said and took Klaus' arm. "Do you think there will be any fruit? Or cake?"
Kol laughed and she turned her head and stuck her tongue out at him.
"I'm sure, love." Klaus murmured.
He steered her towards Marcel's party, loud music and cheering people coming from inside the compound.
Jane gaped at the attractions. People were swinging from silk ropes and were doing twisty movements with hula hoops and other objects. Confetti rain from the sky continuously, glittering and shimmering in the air.
There were a lot of guests, most wearing feathered masks. She and Rebekah had black feathers in their hair. Their dresses were black as well. Jane's off the shoulder dress was loose around her middle, but still showed off her pregnant belly.
"He goes all out doesn't he?"
She turned to Klaus and saw him talking lowly to Rebekah. She rolled her eyes and decided that it was better she didn't ask. The less she knew of their plans the better. She knew Klaus' ultimate goal was to get Elijah back and end up King of the Quarter. The how was what was concerning.
Kol slid up next to her. "Bit much isn't it?" He said lowly and she smiled.
"A bit. He is full of himself."
He snorted. "Always has been."
Jane noticed a girl in white and frowned. "Is that Cami? The bartender?"
"She's pretty."
"And Marcel's." Rebekah interjected.
Kol smirked. "Jealous, Bekah?"
Jane rolled her eyes. "Behave."
She went over and smiled at Cami. "Hey, Cami."
"Oh, hi, Jane." Her eyes cut over to Kol. "Is he the fiancée?"
"He's the brother of said fiancée." Klaus stated and slid his arm around Jane's waist possessively. She only leaned into him, knowing it wouldn't do any good to get onto him. "I'm Klaus."
"Cami, you look precious." Rebekah beamed. "This is our brother Kol."
"Nice to meet you, love." He said smoothly.
"Hi." She greeted and then look at them all. "Oh. Wow, the whole family together. That's nice." She laughed and Jane smiled at Klaus.
"It is nice, isn't it Niklaus?"
"Yes, my love." He rolled his eyes as she just grinned smugly at him. Kol and Rebekah snickered like children and he sent them glares.
"You lot chitchat. I need booze." Rebekah said suddenly and disappeared into the crowd.
"Is there a food table?" Jane asked and Cami smiled.
"Yeah, back near the drinks."
She turned to Klaus. "I'll be back."
"I'll go with her." Kol offered and linked arms with her so she wouldn't get lost in the crowd.
Cami smiled at Klaus. "She's pretty. Congratulations on the engagement. And the baby, Rebekah told me."
He smiled back.
Jane went over to Rebekah, a plate of food in her hand.
"Try one of these mini cookies. They are so good."
"No, thank you. And do try not to eat so much chocolate. You'll never sleep tonight."
Jane stuck her tongue at her and defiantly ate another cookie.
She stiffened when she noticed Marcel on the other side of Rebekah. His eyes were on Kol.
"You didn't tell me another brother came into town."
"He got in this morning. No one knew." Jane said and Marcel's eyes slid over to her.
"Hey, Jane. You look lovely."
"Thanks...This is nice party."
He smiled. "Thank you. So how long is he staying?"
"As long as I want him too. Or as long as he wants too." Jane replied and Rebekah sent her a look.
Marcel merely eyed her. "I see."
"Well, after all he is my baby's uncle and my future brother-in-law. I do want him around."
Kol walked over to them, standing behind Jane. "Marcellus."
"Kol." Marcel greeted stiffly. "Wasn't expecting to see you undaggered."
"Yes, well as you can see, I'm not. So, watch yourself."
"Are you threatening me?" Marcel hissed.
"Do you need to be threatened?" Kol smirked.
Jane held a hand, pressing it flat against Marcel's chest when he tried to come closer. "I wouldn't do that." She warned. "It's not a good look for the host be rude to guests." Her eyes flashed black with warning.
Marcel stepped back. "Fine. Just make sure he doesn't mess with my guys."
She fixed Kol with a stare. "He won't." She turned back around. "And you make sure your guys don't mess with my family, then that won't be a problem."
"Deal." He smiled.
Jane turned to Kol. "Come on, Kol. I want to dance for a bit and then I can go. My feet are starting to ache."
"I like her." Marcel said to Rebekah. "She's something else. Bet she gives Klaus a hard time."
"You have no idea. And I really wouldn't take her threats lightly. She's just as protective of us as we are of her."
Marcel rubbed his chin in thought.
Jane kissed Klaus' cheek. "I'm going back home. My feet are bothering me and I'm a little tired."
He turned and caught her lips in a loving kiss before she could pull away.
"All right, my love. Don't wait up. I'll be a bit late."
She nodded and stroked his cheek. "Be careful, okay? I know you have your plans and all that and we talked about it this morning. But I can't help it." He cupped the hand on his cheek.
"Yes, I know, my love. Now you run along home and rest."
She took his arm when he made to turn. "Don't let anything happen to Kol. Please."
He sighed, rolling his eyes. "All right, love."
She narrowed her eyes. "Promise."
It wasn't a question.
"Yes, my love. You have my word."
She smiled brightly and kissed his cheek again before finding Dorian at the entrance to the party. She waved at him before disappearing.
Rebekah snickered behind him. "She's got you wrapped around her finger."
"Oh, shut up, Rebekah."
Jane put her feet in the water, kicking lightly. The pool was warm and felt good on her sore feet. Next to her was a plate of food she had taken home with her from the party.
Dorian came down the back steps of the house.
"You need anything? Another drink?"
"No, I'm okay. You want a cupcake? It's vanilla."
Dorian shrugged. "Sure."
A twig snapped and he looked up at the same time Jane did.
Jane gasped quietly. "It's a wolf." She could see it watching her from the bushes. It was looking at her intently, tilting its head.
"It's drawn to you." Dorian murmured. "Like I was."
"What?" Frowning, she turned to him. "It's a werewolf? But it's not a full moon."
"I haven't been completely honest with you, Jane." Dorian confessed, sitting down on the pool chair. "When Marcel gave the order for the werewolves to be banned from the city, he also...He also cursed them. My pack, my family, were cursed to be werewolves all the time, except on a full moon."
Jane frowned. "But you're not like that."
"My aunt, myself and a few others managed to get away before the curse could be put on us. The rest of the pack weren't so lucky. My parents were..."
She gasped. "Marcel killed them?"
He nodded. "Well, not him directly. Some of his vampires did. I was only a baby. My aunt took me in and raised me. There were about two other packs that lived around here until Marcel ran them out."
She took his hand. "Dorian...Why didn't you tell me? I would have understood why you don't want to be here. Have you even been to see your aunt since we've been here?"
"No."
"You should go see her. Does she need anything? What can I do?" Jane was at a loss. She felt bad, having not considered Dorian's feelings or even thinking about how he had lived here. Lived in the bayou, hiding from Marcel for his entire life.
He shook his head. "Nothing right now. I can wait to see her."
"You shouldn't though."
"She'd like to meet you." He admitted. "Klaus too, but I'm not sure he'd be receptive."
"Probably not." jane murmured.
"You remember what I told you, the day we met? That we believe in you too? It's true. There was a story that was passed down generation to generation about an elemental who brought peace to the community. She cured them of the full moon curse and brought them all together."
"Me?"
He rolled up his sleeve to show her the constellation tattoo again and put his wrist next to her star tattoo on her wrist. She gasped at how similar they were and looked back up at him.
"I believe so. I don't know how you'd do it. Maybe that was just part of the story," He looked over at the werewolf again. He had a feeling it was his cousin. "But I do believe that you can be the person who helps us, Jane. Help us get back part of our city."
"In order for me to do that, Klaus has to beat Marcel...maybe then I can convince him to help you."
Dorian nodded. "I know."
"Have they all been living out there all these years?"
He nodded solemnly. "We survived, but the majority of us moved on or scattered elsewhere." He suddenly looked guilty. "Please don't think I'm trying to force you to help us. You don't have to we-"
"I want to help." She smiled at him. "But surely there's something else I can do. Something right now."
"I can ask around, but I think just knowing you're here will help."
She smiled.
They heard the gate to the backyard open and Sabine rounded the corner of the house.
"What are you doing here, witch?" Dorian demanded and she held her hands up.
"Easy. I'm a friend of Sophie's. My name's Sabine. I just came by to check on her. Sophie told me about what happened with Katie this morning. And check on you too. I heard about last night."
Jane smiled at her and Dorian relaxed slightly.
"We're fine, Sabine. Thank you."
The witch nodded and then saw the wolf. "Well, it's definitely true. You're the elemental. Your presence is sought after."
"For good and bad."
"Unfortunately." Sabine agreed. "How is the baby?"
She shrugged, stroking her stomach as she glanced down. "I don't know. I don't even know if it's a boy or a girl."
The witch smiled. "Would you like to know the baby's gender?"
"I thought you couldn't do magic?"
"I can tell you without magic. It's an old wives' tale, but it was passed down from my grandmother. It always works for a true witch. I can try it, if you'd like?"
"Really?" Jane tilted her head. "Okay."
She pulled her feet out of the pool and started to towel them dry.
Dorian frowned.
"I don't know about this."
"She's not going to hurt me, Dorian. Don't worry." She smiled at him. "I've been dying to find out what the baby is."
He couldn't help but smile back at her obvious excitement.
"Okay, okay. But if she tries something..."
He followed them into the house and Jane went into the kitchen to throw away the plate from the party.
"Where do I need to be?"
"The counter will be just fine. We can do it here." Sabine nodded at the kitchen island and Dorian frowned. Despite what Jane said, he still didn't like it.
He gently lifted Jane onto the countertop and she laid back, looking up at the ceiling.
"This is kind of weird."
Sabine laughed. "I guess it is a little bit." She took a simple silver chain from her pocket. "May I see one of your rings?" Jane nodded and slipped off the daylight ring, Klaus had given to her months ago. The day Klaus had been desiccated right in front of her. To her, it was a symbol of their love just as much as the engagement ring was. He had been so nervous giving it to her, giving away something of his past. It was her favorite gift from him. It wasn't the best memory, but the feelings passed from him to her in that second would be forever etched in her mind.
"Klaus' daylight ring." Jane told her. "It means a lot."
"I'll be extra careful." Sabine promised and then slipped the ring onto the necklace. "Now just relax."
Jane laid back down against the cool counter tiles and waited patiently. Dorian leaned closer, watching with interest.
Sabine held the necklace and then with a deep breath, she moved it above Jane's belly, keeping her hand perfectly still.
All three watched the ring intently and then it began to move.
The ring began to move in circular motion, round and round it went.
"Congratulations, it's a girl." Sabine smiled and Jane smiled faintly.
"Can you tell if she's an elemental too?" She asked nervously.
"No, I'm sorry. That one requires magic."
"It's a girl." She murmured and smiled. Dorian smiled too.
Sabine sucked in a sharp breath, making them look back at her.
"Sabine?" Jane frowned.
The witch gasped again, jerking as if someone was shaking her.
Dorian came closer, watching her warily.
Sabine tossed her head back, gasping a sentence out over and over in a foreign language: "Hoc est infantima malom, nos omina perditu el eam." Dorian pulled back off the counter and away from the witch. Jane clung to his arm.
"What is she saying?"
"No clue." He muttered and took his phone out recording her voice for an app to translate. "Nothing..."
Sabine gave another jerky movement and then slumped.
Jane went over to her, despite Dorian trying to hold her back. "Sabine...?" She touched the witch's arm. Sabine gasped and jolted back from her, staring at her with wide eyes. The girl looked at her in confusion and fear and she pulled her hand back. "Sabine, what happened?"
The witch shook her head. "Nothing. It's nothing to do with your baby. I promise."
Jane sighed with relief. "Oh, good..." Sabine handed the ring back to her. "Thank you, Sabine."
"You're very welcome."
Dorian frowned at Sabine but didn't voice his opinion. He had a feeling that it had to do with the baby.
Jane sat in the floor in front of the bookshelf. Despite Sabine saying that her vison wasn't about the baby, it still made her curious. So, she was going though old books she found on the bottom shelf in the library. It had to be a language that wasn't commonly known.
She coughed as another layer of dust rose from the books, waving a hand in front of her face.
"What on earth do you think you're doing?"
Jane yelped and turned her head to see Rebekah standing in the doorway, a frown on her face.
"Looking at books." The girl stated and the Original rolled her eyes.
"Darling, if you're that bored there is a perfectly nice little bookshop in town and I will gladly take you there. Those old things are filthy and full of dust. You'll get an allergy or get sick."
She sighed. "I'm fine, Bekah." She said and then promptly sneezed. Rebekah threw her hands in the air.
"There you see? You haven't been lifting those have you?"
"No, they're from the bottom shelf."
"Whatever are you searching for?"
Jane shrugged. "Just looking."
The taller blonde shook her head. "The strange things you do. Just be careful."
"How was the party?"
"Dull."
Jane shook her head and glanced down at the book in her arms. It was written by Elijah. curious, she flipped it to the first page and started reading, forgetting the reason she had been looking at the books to begin with.
August 1359...I have noticed a difference in my siblings. Our bonds strain beneath the pressure of our life as vampires. Each day removes them further from the humanity we once possessed. My sweet sister Rebekah has grown quite indifferent to brutality. However, the true problem remains my brother, Niklaus. He continues to hide his loneliness with cruelty. Still, I cling to the hope that, as their eldest brother, I can lead them down the right path, a path charged with the power of a family united. For if I fail, our family's legacy will end in darkness.
Jane sighed and closed the book. She was too tired to continue.
Elijah had always strived for family even when she had first met him. But every time they got close to achieving that...something went horribly wrong. She stretched her arms and used the shelf to get up. She left the books there for tomorrow and left library.
She heard voices and went down the hallway. Klaus was back. A smile went across her face. She couldn't wait to tell him about the baby.
"I trusted you against all my better instincts." Rebekah hissed and Jane stopped walking to listen.
"Wake up, Rebekah." Klaus snapped softly. "The witches are on no one's side but their own. This girl Davina that's all they want. And when they have her, what do you think will happen then? A truce?" He snorted. "Of course not. They will use Davina's power against us all."
"Even if you're right," She began, sounding upset. "The plan was to find Elijah. And you failed us."
"You always did lack faith."
Jane sighed internally. Would they never stop hurting each other?
"By protecting Marcel, I've cemented his trust, so much so that he's agreed to return Elijah to us. And when the time is right, and Marcel has told me everything I need to know about Davina, I will have her for myself."
Jane drew back, frowning. It was true, that she had never met the girl, but Marcel kept her hidden for a reason...
"I have all the faith in the world, that you'll get what you want, Nik, you always do. No matter what it costs the rest of us." Rebekah spat. "You've failed to mention the fact that Jane is still bonded to Sophie Deveraux and if they were to get Davina back would spell trouble and potentially death for her and the baby."
"That is exactly why I will get Davina first."
"You're going to keep pushing until you've pushed us all away with your lust for power. Including Jane."
The girl knew she needed to intervene before things got out of control. Schooling her face into a happy one, she called out.
"Klaus, are you back?"
"In here, my love." He called back and she peered around the doorway.
"You waited up for me?"
"Yes, I was too excited to sleep, and I couldn't wait to tell you." She said and felt genuinely excited. As long as she pretended to not have heard the conversation, she could remain happy.
Rebekah started to leave.
"Don't go, Bekah. You can hear this too."
"Tell me what?" Klaus asked, curiously and looked happy for a reprieve from Rebekah's hostile remarks.
"Yes, do tell." Kol drawled from behind her. "Don't keep us in suspense."
"Well, Sabine came by and-"
"What?" Klaus scowled. "She was here? In the house?"
Jane huffed. "That's not the point. I'm trying to tell you something."
"Dorian!" The Original snapped and the Hybrid poked his head around the door with wide eyes. "Didn't I tell you not to let them anywhere near her?"
"Well, I-"
"And you failed to do as I asked?"
"Jane said it was okay..."
The aforementioned girl slapped Klaus' arm when he growled at Dorian.
"Hey! I'm trying to tell you something exciting if you stop being an ass and listen!" Jane scowled and he grumbled. "Dorian go on. Don't let him bully you." The Hybrid disappeared. She tapped her foot impatiently until he turned to face her. "Are you done being mean? May I continue, Mr. Mikaelson?" Rebekah and Kol smirked and Klaus glared at them.
"Yes, love." He rolled his eyes.
She gave him a narrowed eyed look before continuing.
"Anyway, I found out the baby's gender...It's a girl. At least we think so." Klaus' face went blank for a moment before a small smile spread across it.
"I knew it!" Rebekah exclaimed. "Congratulations, sweets." She kissed Jane's forehead before turning to smirk at Kol. "Pay up." Grumbling, the Original slapped some money into her hand.
Jane's mouth opened. "You're betting on the baby?"
"Come now, little love. It's all in good fun. We've got several bets going on the due date and the how much the baby will weigh." Kol explained before grinning. "I'm off to call Finn, he owes me fifty bucks." Jane shook her head.
Klaus snorted at his siblings.
Rebekah hugged her again. "Oh, you are going to be such a good mother. I can't wait to spoil my niece." She hugged Klaus too, though it was almost strained. "Congrats, Nik."
She turned and left the room.
Jane turned to Klaus who looked dazed. "Are you...disappointed it's not a boy?"
He shook his head and focused on her, cupping her face in his hands. "Of course not, my love. I was rather hoping it would be a girl." He drew her in for a kiss and she sighed.
She put her arms around his neck, hugging herself close to him. She was conflicted about the entire takeover plan. There were so many new factors to take into account, like Davina...and the werewolves now. Was Rebekah correct in saying that he'd do whatever regardless of the cost? Because if things went sour...it would cost them everything. It was a bigger gamble than what the siblings were betting on. And she had promised Dorian to help the werewolves. And she couldn't do that if Klaus wasn't in power because if Marcel ever got wind that she was going to help them...
Klaus nuzzled her head and she slumped against him, tired from the long day. Whatever problems there were could wait for tomorrow. Right now, she just wanted to spend her time with Klaus, both of them basking in the news of their baby. Their little girl.
"Let's go to bed, my love." He murmured and she nodded. He scooped her up into his arms and she gave a shriek of laughter.
"There are moments when I doubt if my family is capable of redemption, yet each time that I am tempted to surrender, I see it, the glimmer of goodness that allows me to believe."
Klaus kissed her stomach and she stroked his hair. "Goodnight, my little princess." He murmured and she laughed.
"I shouldn't have told you. You'll turn her into a spoiled little terror."
"And why shouldn't I?" He remarked with a grin. "She's a Mikaelson and deserves nothing but the best. Which I will provide for her."
"She needs to be somewhat humble too. She can't have everything."
"Well, shall see."
Jane laughed and tugged him up to her. "I love you."
He stroked her cheek gently, love in his eyes. "And I you." He kissed her nose. "Now would you care to explain the broken window?"
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