Chapter 4

One big happy family

I was struggling to stay calm, for my little one, but the truth was that I was terrified. Five people were staring at me and the only person who I had prayed would help me had just left. He had called my little one "that thing". It was clear that he wasn't going to help me or the baby; I needed to somehow keep us safe myself. How? What could I do? Whatever I needed to do. I was sure that daddy would agree. He had told me many times how special my baby was.

Maybe if I would be completely honest and tell the Mikaelsons everything they wanted to know, they wouldn't hurt me. I really couldn't understand what they wanted from me; I hadn't caused them any trouble. Yes, I had lied to them at the ball, but hopefully they would accept my apology. I wasn't going to bother them, I only wanted to take care of my little one and build us a home.

Daddy had been nothing but kind to me during the last five months and he had promised that everything would be alright. After the baby would be born, the three of us would be a family. I hadn't seen Esther and daddy hadn't said anything about her. He had only said that it was just me and him now.

"So," Elijah stated. "How about we start with your real name. It's not Jane Smith, is it?"

I kept my eyes on the floor and shook my head.

"No. It's Brie."

"I see. How do you know our mother, Brie?"

"I… I don't. She… My daddy knows her."

"Your daddy?"

"Yes, his name is Marcus. He's a warlock."

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know…"

I didn't have time to finish my sentence when I was suddenly shoved roughly against the wall and a strong hand grabbed my throat. Klaus.

"Enough with this," he snarled. "You will start talking right now."

"Niklaus…" Elijah protested.

"Stay out of this; we have no time to play games with her."

He took a hold of my chin and forced me to look at him. The coldness in his eyes scared me; I was praying that Elijah wouldn't let him hurt my baby.

"Please," I pleaded. "My baby…"

"Start talking!" he shouted, his pupils dilating. "Where is Marcus now?"

"I-I don't know, I swear. Please, I meant no harm, I-I just wanted my daddy to be proud of me. He… He told me how important this baby is and he said that we would be a family. I would be a mommy and he would love me and the baby." I paused and smiled. "He has always taken care of me. He's the best daddy in the world."

"Are you serious?" Rebekah snorted after a brief silence. "He told you to shag my brother and you just did?"

"No, no, he would have never asked that. Not without teaching me first."

All the Mikaelsons were staring at me disbelievingly. I couldn't understand why. Had I said something wrong?

"He showed me movies," I continued quickly.

"Movies?" Freya repeated.

I nodded.

"Yes, so I would learn. He said that we had to do it that night. At the ball. Esther had said so."

"Why?" Klaus asked sharply.

"I don't know. Daddy said that I didn't need to know that."

They were all quiet for a brief moment before Elijah spoke.

"Why Kol?"

"Daddy said that he would be the easiest one." I paused and glanced at Klaus. "You liked someone else and Esther didn't want it to be Finn."

"What about Elijah?" Rebekah asked.

I bowed my head and blushed.

"I… I asked if I could do it with him, but daddy said he wouldn't sleep with someone who he had just met. I just thought that he had very kind eyes."

"Geez…" Freya murmured. "Kol actually slept with her?"

Her words hurt, I couldn't deny that. She thought that I was ugly. Or stupid. Or both. Well, I was. I always started to speak like a little girl when I was scared, it was my defense mechanism. Usually I didn't speak with anyone except daddy.

"I… I'm sorry for lying to you at the ball," I murmured. "I'm not going to bother you or anything; I would just like to leave. May I?"

I wasn't sure which one of them I should look at. Elijah seemed like the best option.

"Where are you planning to go?" he asked calmly.

His question surprised me, I really hadn't thought about it. I had no idea where daddy was. He must be so worried about me. I had been alone in our hotel room for almost two days when Finn had showed up; daddy had said that he had some very important errands to run. He had told me not to go out or let anyone in. His protection spell would keep me safe. I had been so stupid. Finn had compelled an elderly cleaning lady to lure me to the hallway.

"I don't know," I mumbled. "Could I maybe use your phone?"

"No, you can't," Klaus stated. "You're not going anywhere, love."

I swallowed and forced myself to look at him.

"I told you I'm sorry, I didn't mean…"

"Why did our mother want you to have this child?" he cut in.

"I… I don't know, daddy didn't tell me. I thought that maybe…maybe she wanted a grandchild."

Klaus' eyes widened before he burst into laughter.

"Oh my… You're not very smart, are you, sweetheart?"

"Niklaus," Elijah said firmly. "That's enough."

"No, I'm not smart," I murmured. "I'm sorry."

"No need to be," Elijah assured and walked over to me. "The thing is that we can't let you leave. We need to find out more about your child."

"What…what do you mean?" I asked cautiously.

"It's alright," he assured, giving me a calming smile. "We won't hurt you or the child. We only need to know a little more. Is that alright?"

"I guess… I can leave after you're finished?"

"I think we need to find your father first," he replied in smiling. "You need a place to go. Do you have any way to contact your father?"

"I have a phone number," I replied.

He nodded and picked up his phone.

"Why don't you call him then. I would also like to have a word with him."

"Okay, sure."

I took the phone and dialed the number.

"The number you have dialed cannot be reached…"

"Oh…" I murmured.

I really hoped that everything was alright.

"No need to worry," Elijah assured. "You're more than welcome to stay here for now."

He sounded polite, but I could tell that it wasn't really an invitation. I wouldn't be able to leave before they would let me. Instinctively I touched my belly. I needed to protect my little one. No matter what it would take.