Hey guys, I know, it's been a while since I updated, but here is chapter 5. I have been asked if I am caught up with the show, and yes, I am, but as I've said before, I've started on this before I knew of Dahlia, and I have come up with Millie's character before I had heard of Hope too. Basically, these characters were created long before the Originals even got it's own spin off. But if you have any additional questions PM me or leave it in a review, and I will answer it.

Chapter Five

Millie soon returned from her meeting with Fiona. She didn't really find out too much information on the wolves, as they had actually been behaving themselves for once, and she was surprised, normally they did things without even thinking about the consequences.

But she did find out some information out about the Mikaelson family. She called for the other's once she walked in the door.

"Hey guys." She called out. "I need speak with you."

One-by-one, they all piled into the living room.

"What's up Mils?" Viggo asked.

"So, I found out some information about the originals from Fiona."

"Oh? Do tell." Axel encouraged.

"According to her, the family moved back to New Orleans."

"Now that is interesting." Vesta mused.

Millie nodded. "I'm thinking that's why Beth's down in New Orleans." She said. "It's possible that she may be planning something." She added. "It wouldn't be the first time she's talked about revenge on my father."

Vesta nodded again. "I can call my friends and ask them to keep an eye out for her, to see if she's got anything planned that they could see."

"Is that all you know?" Viggo asked.

Millie nodded. "Yeah." She said. "Fiona said she'd keep me updated if she got any other information." She said.

Vesta nodded and stood. "Keep me posted please."

Millie nodded. "Of course."

The witch nodded and left the room. The twins soon also left, leaving the two girls alone, but of course they were arguing over some game on the way out.

Adela rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Those two are always finding something to argue about."

"Don't I know it." Millie murmured, walking to the kitchen and opened a cabinet and pulling out some raisins.

"So how are Fiona and the other wolves?" Adela asked.

"They're doing really good." Millie said, as she munched on some raisins. "Surprisingly, they have been behaving themselves." She shrugged. She frowned and tilted her head. "But something's bugging me." She started. "Why in the world would Beth want to be in New Orleans anyway?" She sighed. "Obviously she should know that nothing can kill an original."

"And even if there was, I'm pretty sure that they went to great lengths to make sure that they don't fall in anyone's hand either." Adela said.

"Exactly." Millie said. She finished eating some raisins and put the container back into the cabinet. "Something just doesn't make sense here."

"Well, when it involves Beth, nothing makes sense." Adela said, getting a bottled water out of the fridge, before heading back out of the kitchen.

Millie sighed and headed upstairs to her room, shutting the door. She sat on her bed and reached to her nightstand and picked up an old journal of her mother's that had survived all these years. She gently turned to a random page.

August 23

We're finally back home, back in Scandinavia. This really wasn't what Annelise and I wanted, but we have no other choice. We had to leave the village in the new land in order to protect our children, from their own grandfather of all people. The children whose fathers will never get to know. My baby will grow up without her father. She hasn't been born yet, but I just know she's a girl, and she's all that I have left of Klaus, and her name will be waiting for her when she comes into this world: Mildred Mikaelson. Klaus and I had discussed baby names before, just for no reason, and I told him that I had always liked Mildred, and no matter what, that's what my first daughter's name would be whether or not I would have any children with him. He doesn't deem it a very fitting name for a child, I can just remember what he had to say about that too. "That poor child." He had said, with a shake of his head. "If we ever had a daughter, with that name, I would just have to call her Millie."

The disease that had once plagued our home before I was born was now gone, it was safe for us to return, a perfect place to raise our children. It was peaceful now, and it was truly a beautiful place. Our parents live side-by-side, and they had even reconnected with people that they had knew before they had left, at least what had been left of them, and they all welcomed us with open arms, they were glad to see us and they are all very helping and friendly.

Annelise has been by my side through everything. We're both here for each other and we can count on each other for a support system of sorts. She's been a great help so far:

Birgitte was not sure how she was going to get through this. There was no way that she could raise a child on her own. She didn't want her child to grow up without her father. It just wasn't fair. But she knew she made the right choice of leaving with Annelise and their families without telling Klaus. Her number one priority then was, and still is, the child that was growing inside of her. She would do whatever it took to protect their daughter. Mikael could never find out.

But that didn't mean that it didn't hurt, she sniffed as she wiped her tears away. "Birgitte?" A voice asked softly, and she turned around to see her cousin, Annelise standing there. "Are you okay?"

Birgitte nodded and dabbed her face with her apron. "Yes, I'm fine, just had a moment of weakness there." She murmured, standing back up.

"I know how you feel." Anneliese whispered, rubbing her belly, she was already starting to show. It was estimated that she was around 5 months pregnant, and Birgitte wasn't that far behind, but she still had yet to actually start showing. Their children would be born within weeks of each other.

Birgitte looked down. "I don't know if I can do this." She mumbled, the tears starting up again.

"Hey, hey now." Annelise walked closer. "We got this, we can do this, we have to be strong, our children are counting on us, we have each other for support, as well as our parents." She embraced her cousin.

Millie sighed and put the journal up and turned off her lamp before getting under her covers and closing her eyes, she was exhausted and all she wanted right now was some sleep.