Niklaus Mikaelson - Baby Mikaelson's Father

He sat in his bedroom, watching the two compelled women dance around.

The year was 1864, and there was nothing to be worried about.

Klaus' siblings, Kol and Finn, were daggered and boxed away, out of his way. His father, Mikael, had long since appeared and couldn't have known his location.

Rebekah and Elijah were as loyal as ever, and the city of London worshiped them.

How amazing it was that a single letter would ruin all that.

Elijah Mikaelson - Baby Mikaelson's Uncle

An envelope slid in the box slot of the door and onto the floor.

Elijah waited a moment, and with no sign of his brother, he picked up the letter and opened it. It was written hastily, he could tell from the handwriting.

Elijah felt bad, invading his brother's privacy, but as he read on, he was glad that he'd been the one to find the letter.

"Dear Klaus,

I've just given birth to our son."

Elijah stood, shaken to his core by simply the first line of the letter.

"I didn't tell you because I didn't believe you would care. I'm not telling you now because I think you will care any more, but because I need your help.

I am going to die. I can feel it already, fading from me far too quickly, which is why I'm writing to you. Our child was born out of wedlock, Klaus. My family won't stand for an illegitimate birth. As soon as I am dead, they will kill him too.

Take our son away from them. I beg of you, please find him, before it is too late.

Kaitlyn"

Klaus walked into the foyer at that moment, watching Elijah standing in the utmost shock, holding the letter.

"What is that?" He asked.

"Kaitlyn." Elijah said. Klaus looked at him, confused.

"The woman whose just given birth to your son, my lord."

"Brother, what ever are you talking about?"

Elijah handed him the letter, and watched him read through it quickly, turning angry.

"Have you slept with anyone recently named Kaitlyn, Niklaus?"

"There's no way." Klaus said, angry. "It's not possible. Vampires can't procreate."

"She's had your child, brother."

"Elijah, it is not possible. There must've been someone else."

It dawned on him why Niklaus was so confused, so angry and unsettled by the news, the one thing Elijah had always feared for his brother.

"You don't want it." Elijah said with newfound realization.

Klaus' face shifted like he'd been slapped, and then all his walls went up behind his eyes.

"Niklaus, it is not bad to care about something." Elijah said, trying to reason with the most impossible man.

"It is, Elijah."

"You care for Rebekah." He said. "Our family, Niklaus. Family makes you strong."

"Family causes pain, Elijah, and pain makes you weak. I won't go through that."

"Nik," Rebekah jumped in, entering from the kitchen, and Elijah let out a breath of relief. "Listen to me. We can protect him, you can keep him here and we will raise him better than anyone could."

"What of Mikael? No, Rebekah, Elijah, we will lose everything we have built here. The news will spread too fast, too many people shall know."

Elijah paused for a moment.

"Is power all that you find important, brother?"

"Do you think so little of me?" Klaus asked, appalled.

"Show me where the child is, and I will make sure that it is safe, brother. I will take care of everything, just please show me where this woman is." Elijah begged.

"Nik," Rebekah pleaded, siding with Elijah.

Niklaus and Elijah faced off, ready to argue until one of them backed off.

Niklaus sighed.

"Follow me."

And that's a wrap on chapter 1!

Here's a few things that might help you to understand the story thus far:

~It is never explicitly stated where Klaus is before the 19 hundreds, so I'm making it up and putting them in London for now

~Klaus' son is born in Newtown, Wales on November 1st, 1864

~Klaus receives the letter in regards to the birth of his son 12 days after his son is born. Thus, it is November 13th, 1864