Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been on in a while, okay don't worry, I haven't forgotten about you! I just started working and I'm so excited haha I work at an ice cream place and the people are really nice and I already got my first paycheck!

OKAY WAIT I LOST MY PHONE MORE LIKE SOMEONE STOLE IT SO I NOW HAVE WASTED TIME TO WRITE I AM SO UPSET I MEAN NOT THAT I HAVE TIME BUT BECAUSE I MIGHT LOSE ALL MY PICTURES AND WE HAVE NO INSURANCE AND I HATE EVERYTHING. and I was supposed to see Pitch Perfect 2 with my friend but I don't know anymore because I lost my fucking phone. I swear to god I looked everywhere but someone took it and shut it off and we can't track it and I just want to cry. But I have free time so hey why not finish this chapter.

Anyway, enough about me..

Let's get this show on the road, shall we? :)

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*October 2014*

Two months have passed since the death of Esther Mikaelson. Her children were in no position to grieve, just like they had been at their father's funeral. How can you grieve someone who treated you like crap, or who was never there for you? The mother that they had loved when they were children had died in their hearts many years ago, and they had already grieved her. So when the monster that wore the face of their mother passed away, not many tears were shed at the funeral. Freya was mourning the mother she never had, but just like her siblings, she had nothing to miss and therefore nothing to cry about.

But despite the siblings' hatred for their mother, they still had a lovely ceremony for her. It was outside on a sunny, summer day, with the wind blowing at just the right motion. None of them were the right person to say a few words, so no one gave a eulogy. The priest just said a few words, stupid townspeople "cried" and paid respects for someone they barely knew, they sang a song, and then they shipped her body back to their hometown for her to be buried in the cemetery she wanted.

It was nothing special. It was nothing extraordinary. It was just a goodbye.

With the Mikaelson's mother put down, Kai sane, and the psycho killer put away, Mystic Falls was almost a happy place for once. Ten weeks passed. Everything was quiet.

Normal.

Katherine and Elijah were on the countdown to the arrival of their babies. Rebekah and Matt were planning every inch of Europe they were going to explore on their honeymoon. Caroline was eager to start planning for her and Klaus's wedding, while Klaus's art career took off like a rocket. Elena's book became a best seller, and the company ordered six more books to be written. Bonnie graduated college, finally, and was able to get her safe homes business up and running almost immediately (thanks to fundraisers and donations from Caroline and her famous friends). Kai took over his father's company, and was slowly earning his family's trust again. Tyler and Liv, Anna and Jeremy, and Enzo and Rose, were all going strong. Pearl had come around and accepted her daughter's relationship with a Gilbert, but Anna never moved back home because she felt it was time to spread her wings so she officially moved in with Jeremy. Freya started high school and quickly made two friends named Kaya and Max.

But of course.. Nothing can go too well for anyone in Mystic Falls.

...

Jenna woke up with a sharp pain in her stomach. She clutched her belly, as if guarding it would prevent any more pain. She felt as though a million tiny knives were poking at her insides, and she grumbled out in pain. Regular cramps were never this bad.

"Jen.." Alaric whispered. He heard her tossing in her sleep and as he slowly gained consciousness he heard her groan out in pain. He opened his eyes and rested his arm over her body. "Are you okay, what's wrong?" he asked, concerned. He stroked her cheek with his fingertips, leaving a warm, tingly feeling on her face. She clutched his hand and held it to her face, kissing his palm.

Jenna shook her head, although he couldn't see her in the dark. "I'm fine, Ric. I just.. Have cramps, that's all- OW!" She helped as another sharp pain hit.

He soothed her stomach and kissed her forehead. "I'll go get you some water-"

"No, I'll get it. I have to pee anyway."

She clapped her hands and the lights burned bright as they turned on. She lifted the covers off her body and froze when she saw a puddle of blood where she sat. That was when she realized the feeling that she had to pee, wasn't that. She thought she already peed her pants, which was embarrassing, but what could you do when you're five months pregnant? But the blood.. The blood.

"What's all that blood..?" Her husband asked, although deep down he knew the answer. Jenna felt her eyes pool up with tears and her heart shattering into a million pieces.

She wanted a child for so long. She was excited for this baby, both of them were. They were going to be a family.

But the blood could only mean one thing. And miracles just don't happen to people like them.

...

Elena dashed through the hospital enterence at five in the morning. Her heart was racing and her brain was clouded. She got a call from Ric twenty minutes ago, and it sounded urgent and important. His voice was cracking, as if he had been crying, and Elena knew something terrible had happened. She jumped out of bed, waking up Damon, and told him they needed to get to the hospital as soon as possible. They couldn't leave Christian all alone, but both of them needed to be there with Alaric and Jenna. They both quickly threw on some clothes before Damon quietly picked up a sleeping Chris and the small family got in the car, racing to the hospital.

Elena reached the front desk, and slammed her palms on the desk to keep her balance. She was out of breath from running from the car to the building, but she still managed to make out the words, "Jenna Saltzman. She... She's, uhm, something happened. She's pregnant and-"

The man at the reception just nodded sadly, as if he knew exactly what was going on. He told her that her Aunt was in room 503. She mumbled a "thank you" before motioning for Damon to follow her.

Damon's eyes were bloodshot from the lack of sleep and the news he was dreading to hear. He carried his still-sleeping son in his arms as he followed his wife down a corridor.

...

"I am so sorry.." The nurse said in a sad voice. She was performing x-rays on Jenna's swollen stomach, but all the screens showed was a dead fetus. The speakers picked up no heartbeat. "Mr. and Mrs. Saltzman, I regret to inform you that you have had a miscarriage."

Both of them knew that. They had prepared themselves to hear those words since they saw the blood on the bed sheets. But hearing the words, seeing it on the sonogram, hearing no heartbeat as opposed to the healthy, vibrant one they had heard just a few weeks ago, it made it all the more real.

Did they do something wrong?

Everything was fine during their last appointment. If something was wrong, their doctor should have told them. Warned them. Suggested doing something different. Something that could have prevented this. Surely, something could have been done differently to stop this horrible, terrific heartbreak.

It had to have been them. They must have done something wrong. Because no unborn child should have died for absolutely no reason. Nobody should die for no reason.

It wasn't fair.

Alaric stared at his dead child on the monitor. He didn't know what to think. He couldn't think. His swore his heart stopped beating, and his lungs stopped breathing. At least, that's how it should have been. He should have stopped breathing before his child had. The nurse had told them that they were going to have a baby girl. He was supposed to have a daughter.

His little girl.

Damon was supposed to be the God Father, and Elena the God Mother. Jeremy and Katherine and Elijah and Emma and Chris and the twins were supposed to be this little girl's family. She was going to have so many people to adore her. Caroline, Bonnie, Matt, Enzo, they were all supposed to be in his daughter's life, making her smile and being her friend.

Alaric was supposed to buy his daughter anything and everything she wanted. He was supposed to teach her everything he knew about history and she would be just as fascinated as he was. He was supposed to make her laugh when she was sad, and wipe away the tears of a broken heart. He was supposed to protect her from bullies and teach her to stand up for herself. He was supposed to love her.

But instead, the fates decided she was supposed to die. To never be able to breathe fresh air or see sunlight. She would never laugh or cry, be happy or sad or angry. She would never live, because she died before she even got the chance to see the real world.

What was fair about that? Nothing.

And Alaric couldn't handle that. He didn't want to be strong for his wife. He wanted to have this child just as much as she did. He didn't think he had it in him to just sit there and comfort Jenna. He did the only thing he could; he broke down and sobbed.

Jenna was a mess as soon as they had left the house. She had started crying and has not stopped. When the doctor finally told them she had a miscarriage, all of her hopes and dreams came crashing down. When she had found out she was pregnant four months ago, she should have known it was too good to be true. She want to have a baby so badly, but she just wasn't meant to be a mother.

The doctor told her she had done nothing wrong, her body just wasn't made to carry a child. The hospital feels terrible they weren't able to detect it sooner. It would have saved this couple a lot of heartbreak.

And they should feel bad, Jenna thought.

She wanted to sob herself to sleep, but she had cried herself dry and felt immensely hydrated. Her husband melted into a mess, similar to how she was for the past hour. She reached out and touched his hand. The nurse had left them alone to give them a moment.

Alaric looked up at her from where he hid his face in his hands. He crawled in the hospital bed with her and they just laid there. They held each other as they mourned the death of their daughter.

...

"Elena!" Katherine cried as she and Elijah ran into the waiting room. She had been sound asleep when Elijah woke her up, telling her that her sister had been on the phone. She glanced at the clock and groaned, asking why Elena had to call at five in the morning. Elijah gave her a sad look and whispered that Jenna had been emmited to the hospital, and the odds weren't looking too good for the baby. Katherine was wide awake then. Her hands automatically flew to her stomach, as if making sure her children were still there. She could only hope her cousin would be okay, because she could not imagine losing her own babies. "Please tell me.. They didn't.."

Elena stood sadly from her seat next to Damon and shook her head. "They lost the baby."

Katherine felt her heart break for her Aunt and Uncle. She didn't understand why this had to happen. As tears fell down her cheeks, she felt her sister embrace her in a hug. She hugged her back tightly, as if holding on for dear life.

"What's wrong with Jenna?" The twins heard Jeremy's voice crack from the hallway. Their brother/cousin had arrived only moments after Katherine and Elijah. All he had gotten was a EMERGENCY JENNA HOSPITAL NOW text from Elena. He feared the worse, and he was about to hear that his fears were true. "Is she alright?" He asked. He walked toward his sister and cousin, slowly as though it might prolong the devastating news. "The baby? Is she alright, too?"

Elena pulled out of her twin's hug and turned to her brother. A tear fell down her cheek as she whispered, "She lost the baby."

Jeremy gasped and felt a thousand daggers destroy his heart. He could feel a comforting hand on his back. Anna. He had told her to stay at home, that she didn't have to come to be with his family. But she insisted that his family were hers too. They were great people, and she wanted to be there in case something terrible had happened. Jeremy was then grateful she had insisted on coming, because he really needed her.

Elena lifted her thumb to wiper the tears that were pooling in her brothers eyes.

"What happened?" Jeremy asked.

"We don't know," Elena shrugged. "Damon and I just got here 10 minutes ago. They won't let us in. After the doctor had gave the news to Jenna and Alaric, he came out and we asked what was wrong. He told us she had a miscarriage, but they probably don't want any visitors right now. We respect that, but we're going to wait here. It's the least we can do."

Damon stood from his chair, handing a still-sleeping Christian to Elijah. "Those idiots need to let me in! I can't just sit out here while my best friend is losing his daughter.." Damon balled his fists. He was angry, but he was more miserable. He let go of the ball he made with his fist and sighed. He ran his fingers through his dark, raven hair. "I wish there was something I could do," he said finally.

"We all wish that, Damon," Elena said.

"I don't even want to think about how those two are feeling," Elijah spoke. "Again, like Damon said, I wish there was something any of us could do." He sat down in a vacant chair, cradling his nephew. He smoothed the hair out of his eyes and rubbed the child's back. He kissed the top of the young boy's head, and smiled sadly at his wife who had been staring at him with tears in her eyes.

Katherine stared at her husband. She couldn't find words to speak. She suddenly felt a darkness looming over her heart and she couldn't get a nagging thought out of her head. She looked over at Elena, who was talking quietly with Damon. Both looked incredibly grief-stricken, and she couldn't blame them. Over in the corner, Jeremy was being comforted by his girlfriend. There was no one else in the waiting room. Just them, and the receptionist at the desk. The anguish in the room was almost overwhelming, almost cutting off her will to breathe. She took a deep intake of air, but it wasn't enough. She let out an estranged cry, and when everyone turned to look at her, blood flowed in her cheeks deeper than normal.

"I.." She shook her head, as if assuring them she was alright. Elijah stood up, going to help her, but she motioned him back. "I'm fine. I just.. I need some fresh air." She announced before turning on her heels and retracing the way she came.

When she reached the doors leading to outside, she pushed at the handles with all her might, not caring if she snapped the door off the hinges. She was so angry and upset, she felt like the Incredible Hulk who could smash anything or anyone that pissed her off.

Breathing in fresh air made her feel a lot better. Her head started clearing and she no longer felt the unbarring weight of the doleful atmosphere in the waiting room. She continued a steady breathing until she felt almost normal again. She glanced at the glass doors, and instead of going back inside with her family, she sat down on the bench outside. She wrapped her coat tighter around herself, protecting herself from the crisped, cold, October morning.

"Are you alright, Katerina?" She heard a voice ask after the door had opened and closed once again. She knew it was Elijah, who obviously followed her. She turned to snap at him for not leaving her alone, but seeing the distress on his face made her backtrack. But she wasn't just going to stay silent. The thoughts in her mind from five minutes ago came rushing back, and she needed to tell someone or else she might implode.

Another tear slid down her cheek. She didn't bother to wipe it away before crying out, "No, I'm not alright! This isn't fair! This shouldn't have happened to Jenna. She's a good person. I'm not." She didn't mean to scream, and she didn't even mean to say those words. But the words had already been spoken, and she couldn't take them back.

Elijah stared at her, astonished. He sat down on the bench beside her. "What are you saying?"

Katherine sat silent for a moment, staring off into traffic across the parking lot. The streetlights were still on this early, but through all of the trees, she could faintly see the sun start to rise. She took a deep breath. "We're having two babies, Elijah," she finally said. "They were only having one... Why should we get to have two and they lose theirs? It's not fair. I feel like it's my fault. I feel like I don't deserve this. I don't deserve to be happy."

Elijah continued to stare at her, but she refused to meet his gaze. She immediately felt guilty for expressing her doubt about their own happiness, but it was the truth about how she felt. Katherine wasn't a good person. She was mean, selfish, vain, and manipulative. Yeah, she has changed since high school, big time. But that doesn't change her past. Jenna, on the other hand, has always been kind and selfless. She took in two teenagers when she was barely an adult herself, and helped raise them through their last few years of high school. She had wild times in her youth, but at least she never had ten enemies out to get her every week.

They had both grown up and found love. They were both supposed to be mothers, they were supposed to figure it out together. Katherine was granted the blessing of two children, a boy and a girl. They both were insanely healthy, and due in just a few weeks. Jenna just found out she was having a daughter, and then she had to say goodbye. It wasn't fair.

"Katherine.." Elijah spoke his wife's preferred name for the first time in a while. "It is not your fault. I don't know how to prove it to you, but you are not responsible for the death of Jenna and Alaric's baby. And you should not feel bad about having our twins. We were blessed, and they were cursed. It's the sad fact of life, but it is what is true at the moment. Please, do not beat yourself up over this. It won't be good for Hayden and Sophia. But listen, my love.. You do deserve to be happy. You are going to be a great mother, and you're already an amazing wife. I love you, if it's any consolation at all, and so will our children. Just know that it is your not fault they lost the baby, and that it is completely okay to be happy about having yours."

Tears continued to cascade down Katherine's cheek. She hated always feeling like crying. Stupid hormones.

She looked into Elijah's deep hazel eyes and gave him a small smile. "You always know what to say.." She whispered, wrapping her arms around his torso and leaning into him. He kissed the top of her head. "Damn you and your beautiful speeches." He chuckled into her hair and rubbed the curve of her back.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked her after a moment of silence. "We should go inside, but if you want to stay out here a little longer-"

She shook her head, separating herself from him. "No, I'm fine. I'm okay now."

"You sure?" He asked. He stood up and held out his hands for her to grab.

She took his hands and he helped stand her up. She quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and smoothed her hair out the best she could to make herself look presentable.

She nodded and led him to the door.

...

"Would you like some coffee or anything?" Alaric asked his wife. Jenna lay on the hospital bed, half asleep, and cuddling a stuffed animal frog. She turned her head to sleepily glare at him. He mentally slapped himself. "Right.. No caffine.."

"But then again, I'm not pregnant anymore-" Jenna couldn't even say her words before breaking down into more sobs.

Alaric sat back on the bed and soothed her. "Shh.. I thought we were done crying.."

Jenna sat up and shook her head. She brought both of her hands up to cover her eyes. "No, you're right." She removed her hands from her face. "I'm okay." She let out a deep breath. She looked at him and nodded, trying to show him she was okay.

He sighed. "I never said you had to be okay. We only lost her a few hours ago.."

"Don't. Okay? I don't think I can handle another tear storm," she whispered, her voice barely audible. She wants to talk about their loss, but her voice always fails her.

He nods and kisses her temple. "We're going to be alright."

She nods, but isn't sure she believes him.

"The nurse told me we have visitors. They're been here since five in the morning," Ric explained to her.

Jenna's eyes popped open. "Oh, god. They didn't have to wait.. What time is it?" Her eyes fell on the clock above the door. Nine-thirty. "They're still here?"

"And more people showed up around eight, I think.. I haven't been out to the corridor so I wouldn't know whose here."

She nodded, settling back against her pillow. "You can go out and get a few people.. Go tell everyone I'm okay."

He raised his eyebrow. "Are you sure you're up for visitors?" He asked, concerned. He held her hand in his and gently rubbed circles on the back.

She nodded and gestured to the door. "Get Elena, Katherine, and Jeremy for me first.."

He nodded, stood up, kissed her cheek, and then turned and left the room.

...

As Alaric entered the hallway, he forgot how white the hospital walls were. He had been locked inside a dark room for hours, drowning in his own emotional darkness, that he forgot what light looked like. He turned down the corner before entering the waiting room, where many people he has grown to care about were waiting for him.

Elena and Damon were standing by the water fountain, her head on his shoulder, as they watch their son build blocks. Alaric felt a pang of envy hit his heart. He was never going to have that.

In the dozen chairs that covered the waiting room were taken by Katherine, Anna, Jeremy, Kol, Bonnie, and Caroline. Klaus and Elijah stood over by the entrance talking hushly. Rebekah and Matt sat with Tyler and Stefan on the other side of the wait room, next to the play station where Christian and Emma were playing with blocks. And finally Enzo and Rose were standing next to the vending machine, both just staring at the floor, waiting to hear from their friend.

No one seemed to notice as he walked into the waiting room. He cleared his throat, and eighteen heads turned in his direction. Those who were sitting, stood up almost immediately. Those who were standing in corners, took steps closer. Those who were playing with toys, went back to playing with their toys, as they didn't understand how tragic this situation was.

"Ric.." Elena was the first to speak. Damon was already at his best friend's side, a comforting hand on his shoulder. "How.. Are you.. How is.." She couldn't fathom her words. There was no way to ask someone how they were feeling after they lost a child.

"Did you really lose the baby?" Caroline asked, her voice sounding shattered.

Alaric glanced at the floor before looking into each one of his friends' faces, and nodded sadly.

"I'm so sorry.." Bonnie said, a tear slowly climbing down her cheek. "I can't imagine.." She looked down at Emma, who had given up on the blocks and was now putting together a puzzle.

"Is there anything we can do?" Matt asked.

Alaric shook his head. He turned to Katherine and Jeremy. "Uhm.. Jenna wants to see you two, and Elena," he turned to Elena when he said her name. "I think you three are all she can handle right now."

Jeremy and Elena automatically stepped forward, but Katherine hung back. Elena looked at her twin and nodded for her to follow.

"No, you guys go ahead.. I'm going to stay here," Katherine said.

"Why?" Jeremy asked.

"She needs you two more than me.. I don't know why she even asked for me."

"Because she loves you," Alaric said. He looked straight at Katherine. "You two were never close, not like her and Elena and Jeremy, she knows that. But these past few months, she's really enjoyed your company. I can only guess that you're afraid she blames you, but I can tell you that she doesn't. Neither of us do. Please.. Jenna loves you. Go with your sister and cousin."

Anna, who was standing next to Katherine, gave her a slight push.

Elena held out her hand for her sister, and then the three made their way down the hall.

Everyone watched them leave, and then once they were out of sight, they all turned to Alaric, not knowing what to say or do.

"Are you guys just going to stare at me?" Alaric snapped, obviously tired. After seeing the wounded looks on his friend's faces, he immediately regretted his tone. "I'm sorry.. I'm tired and stressed and.." His voice caught in his throat. "And heartbroken." Before he knew it, he had leaned himself against a wall and collapsed against it, sliding down to the floor. Damon slid down next to his best friend. He didn't try to hug or comfort or say anything. He just sat beside him in silence. He figured all you need is someone next to you, and that's really all Alaric could handle right now.

Everyone stared sadly at their older friend. He was most of their father figure, and all of their friend. He was such a nice guy, someone you could always go to when you needed advice or a hug or a drink. Jenna was also someone they adored and looked up to. Everyone knew they'd be the perfect parents, and it was horrible they weren't going to get to have that.

Emma looked up from her puzzle and noticed everyone around with sad faces. She looked over in the corner and saw her Uncle Alaric shaking with his head on his knees. She scooted on the floor toward her mom and pulled on her pant leg. Bonnie looked down at her daughter.

"Mommy, why is everyone so sad?" She asked.

Bonnie knelt down so she was eye to eye with the five year old. "It's a very sad day, sweetie."

"What happened? Why is Uncle Ric the most upset? Where did Daddy go?"

Bonnie sighed, taking her daughter's small hand in hers. "You know how Uncle Alaric and Aunt Jenna were going to have a baby?"

Emma nodded, a smile spreading on her face. "A baby! Just like Aunt Kitty-Kat and Uncle Elijah are having two babies!"

Bonnie nodded, a sad smile stretching her lips. "Right.. Well.. The thing is; they lost the baby."

Emma's nose scrunched up in confused. "Lost the baby? What do you mean? How do you lose a baby?"

Kol was now leaning next to Bonnie, who now looked too shaken up to speak. He reached his pointer finger out to gently turn the young girl's chin towards him. He glanced at Bonnie who nodded. "Em.. The baby.. Let's say, she took a trip to a magical palace up in the clouds. She can sing with angels all day, and dance with Grandma Miranda and Grandpa Grayson."

Emma was now even more confused. Whenever she heard of Grandma Miranda and Grandpa Grayson, she heard they died and went to heaven. She knew that dying was when you weren't living in the world with the people you love anymore. Heaven is where the good people go when they die.

"Do you mean.. The baby.. died?" Emma's bottom lip quivered.

Kol nodded. "Yes."

"But the baby wasn't even born yet! How could they know if she was a good or bad person yet?"

"What do you mean?" Caroline asked from behind Kol and Bonnie. She bent down beside her best friend and lightly touched Emma's shoulder.

"Good people go to heaven when they die, right? Where did the baby go?"

"She went to a special place for children. It's in heaven, don't you worry," Klaus spoke.

"It's a place with candy and games and toys, and lots of love," Tyler added.

"She's going to love it there," Enzo said.

"Your grandparents will come and take care of her. She'll be safe," Stefan finished.

Christian was now paying attention to what everyone was saying. "Baby Saltzman is gone?" He cried out.

When the room remained silent, both Emma and Christian had their answer. No one knew how to answer that question. Instead of breaking into tears, like everyone thought they'd do, both young children stood up and walked over to Alaric, who had been staring at the scene.

Christian climbed into Ric's lap, while Emma stood next to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You're still a great Uncle," Emma whispered, kissing Alaric's cheek.

"Yeah, we love you, Uncle Ric!" Christian almost squeezed the life out of his Uncle.

Alaric grabbed the two kids, and rearranged his legs so they could both sit on his lap. The two kids snuggled into his side, and as much as he loved the comfort, he still felt like crying.

...

Knock knock.

Jenna quietly mumbled, "Come in."

The door creaked open and Elena was the first to step through the door, followed by Jeremy and Katherine. Jenna gave them a small smile, but no one said anything. Elena walked over to the hospital bed and gently took her Aunt's hand. Katherine stood beside her twin, while Jeremy went to the other side and took Jenna's other hand.

"How are you feeling?" Elena's voice came out barely in a whisper.

Katherine harshly nudged her sister. "Why the fuck would you ask that?" She hissed.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what to say," the younger twin hissed back.

Katherine rolled her eyes but when her dark brown orbs landed on Jenna, her face softened. "I.. I-I'm so- so.." Katherine didn't know what to say. What do you say to someone who had a miscarriage? Someone who lost their baby, and yet you're still able to have yours.

Jeremy and Elena felt the same way. They both have a child. They don't know what Jenna is going through, and they hope they'll never find out. But they don't know how to react. No one knew what to say.

"We're really sorry, Jen.." Jeremy finally said. "Do you want to talk about it?" He rubbed tiny circles on the back of her hand.

Jenna shook her head. "I just wanted to see you three.. And I wanted you guys to know that I love you."

"Don't talk like that, Jenna," Elena said. "You're sounding like you're about to die, and that is not allowed to happen, you hear me?"

Jenna lightly smiled. "Well, then. I guess I'll stay around and bug you a little bit longer." It hurt her heart to say such light-hearted things but she knew she should at least act normal. She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

"We wouldn't have it any other way," Katherine teased, hoping to light the mood. Noticing Jenna's face, Katherine's smile faded. She shouldn't have come. She wasn't helping.

And Jenna was staring at her baby bump.

Katherine self-consciously lifted her hand to rest on her stomach. Jenna's eyes looked up to meet her niece's. Katherine's voice caught in her throat. Jenna didn't say a word and instead turned to Elena.

"How long have you guys been here?"

"Since five," Elena answered.

"You didn't have to come so early.."

"We would have ran to the moon and back at three in the morning with negative a hundred hours of sleep and no coffee to see you," Jeremy spoke. "At least I would have."

"Me too," Elena added.

Katherine was quiet for a moment. It was then she realized, that after all of this bonding with Jenna these past few months, she would have too. She can see why Jenna is one of Jeremy and Elena's best friends. Yes, they're close in age, but Jenna is really cool and more like a big sister. She's loving and kind and smart and funny and sweet and she knows how to have a good time and a good conversation. She's a great friend, and a great wife, and would have made a great mother. She didn't deserve this to happen to her.

"I would have, too," Katherine spoke in a small voice.

Jenna turned her head to her long-lost niece. "Really?"

The curly brunette nodded. "I've really enjoyed your company.. And I hope we don't stop hanging out now that.. I just, I never really had any friends, and it's been nice to have one lately, even if it was my Aunt. You're a great person, and I'm sorry this happened to you."

Jenna smiled and reached out the hand Elena had dropped. Katherine put her hand in her Aunt's and smiled. Elena crawled into bed next to Jenna, while Jeremy pulled up a chair so he could sit and still hold her hand. Katherine remained standing, thought she shouldn't because of her pregnancy, and played with the older woman's fingers. The bright, diamond wedding ring glimmered from the fluorescent light.

After a few moments of silence, Jenna finally found words to speak. "I know I'm not very talkative right now.. But it's very nice to be surrounded by family. I just enjoy your presence, so thank you."

Elena kissed the blonde's cheek, while Jeremy kissed her hand. Katherine smiled and said,
"Well, it's nice to finally have a family."

Elena grinned and held out her hand to her twin. "You've always been welcomed."

"I have." Katherine grabbed ahold of the hand. "And it's much better than the family I grew up with. I mean.. They're trying, now. But, I think I like you guys better."

"You think?" Jeremy coughed.

"No, I know," Katherine laughed.

Jenna laughed lightly. "Thanks for bringing a smile on my face."

"No problem," Jeremy said.

"And don't forget," Elena reminded her. "Whenever you're ready to talk, we'll all be here."

Katherine and Jeremy nodded in agreement.

"I know," Jenna smiled.

I know, I'm Satan. Mwahaha. Okay, I'm only kidding, this is not funny, and I know I probably seem like the worst person ever because of what happened to Alaric at his wedding in canon TVD universe and I swear this has been on my potential storylines list since November so they took it from me! I feel incredibly bad about this now, but I already wrote it, and now I'm posting it so we're going to have to deal with this heartbreak.

But, oh boy, if you think this is the last heartbreak of this fanfiction.. You're sadly mistaken. I was going easy on you guys the first nineteen chapters! We had drama, but we didn't have like any important deaths. You guys are probably really going to hate me in the next couple of chapters..

But don't worry though, if you know my top five favorite characters of TVD/TO then you know they're infinitely safe and I'd never be able to kill them off. Oooh.. Let's have a contest! Whoever can guess my five favorite TVD/TO characters, gets a shout out next chapter! You guys up for the challenge?

Anyway.. I'm sorry if this chapter made you cry. Well, not really, because that was my goal, but I doubt I made you cry. If I did, then I'm sorry, but then again I'm not because that means my words can move people to tears, so I'm actually kind of proud of myself.

But no, seriously. I still feel like a horrible person for killing off a baby and I don't even know why I came up with this idea all of those months ago.

Please tell me if you liked it or loved it or hated it (although be nice if you hated it)! Review your thoughts :)

What do you guys think will happen next chapter? Until next time xx