Star P.O.V

Once I left Nik I went back into my room and every part of me wanted to go back out there and tell him exactly what I read from him I had to stop myself, because I needed to stand by what I thought I couldn't make things easy for him. Or what I saw from him was a moment of weakness from him that in the morning he would be stating otherwise. I shouldn't be the one who should be saying how he feels if those feeling that I read were true. He can speak of them himself when he finally gathered up the courage. It should be a privilege to be able to say I love you to someone. It shouldn't be something people say just because they feel like it. A privilege that is earned. They say you have to earn the right to be loved; no love is unconditional if you love someone they don't have to earn it. But. The right to tell someone that you love them? That has to be earned. You have to earn the right to be believed that the thing would I even believe him anymore.

Yes I love Niklaus there no doubt about that but his actions recently have hurt me I've always been so forgiving and I thought I would have received the same in return but I didn't. I guess we are two different people that were never on the same page in reality I have made one huge mistake over his dozens and dozens of mistakes I forgave and forgave. I guess I can't understand how he can be heartless to me. It wasn't like I was the one who plot and planned all I did was to save him from the heartache. In the end it just caused my own heartache.

If people knew of my story and knew that I was foolishly in love with this man who despise me that would think that I'm crazy. A lot of people look at Niklaus and see a tyrant, a monster, a man who is only out for himself. To regain his power and the city that he once built. Do you want to know what I see? I see him as my hero because when he came into my life he changed it forever. You have to accept in life the good the bad and the ugly. The greatest heroes in life are those that never give up on someone. They stick it out and make it work. They sacrifice things in their life, in order to help others grow. They give up what they want because someone needs it more. They work hard and overcome adversity. They fail for a moment, but get back up on their feet to show others they don't have to stay down. They show their loved ones that love is not "proved" by conformity. They teach others that having a voice is a sign of courage, and they will not stay silent to make people feel comfortable. They are fearless and will do whatever it takes to bring about the greatness in the ones they love because doing so brings them peace.

That was how I saw Nik I know his ways were unorthodox at times but I understood the hidden meaning behind it all I wish I could say the same about what was happening with us right now. As I'm clueless about it all and I just wish he would speak what in his heart. This moment in time I need him more than ever because secretly I'm scared. I'm scared about a lot of things right now one being becoming a mother I have no idea what it take to be one and I'm scared that I'm going to screw up. Then there that one thing that I've been holding on to from the moment Damon told me. About my child will bring my death I still stand by that prophecy are not always right but it's a fear that growing more and more each day.

There no one I can turn to about it because I'm being typical Star thinking I could take on the world. I have Damon who I know would listen but I know it would break his heart if I told him about my doubt. Then there was my father who was riddle in guilt that he had brought all of this upon me. A curse as he called it but I didn't see my baby being a curse because if my time was to come to an end. There would always be something of me always still here that would be this beautiful creation that was made out of love by Nik and I. My head and heart I had come to accept that there was a possibility that I would seize to exist.

I just couldn't sleep and what didn't help was the raised voices I could hear and I knew exactly who they were from. Seems that Nik and my father don't see eye to eye I know my dad just looking out for me and I love him for that. If he keep pushing Nik the way he is it's gonna end up in some kind of blood bath which I didn't want. So I got out of bed and put on my robe and made my way out of the room making my way into the kitchen. As I passed the living room I could hear my father calling out my name I chose to ignore it as I wasn't in the mood I began to make myself some cereal and I heard someone come in the kitchen. I turned to see my father with an unimpressed look on his face.

"How did you even tolerate being married to that man?" He spoke in frustration in his voice. This wasn't what I needed first thing in the morning not after the sleepless night I had.

"Good morning Ophelia. Did you sleep well?" I spoke with sarcasm as I went into the fridge and grabbed a blood bag placing it on the counter.

"I'm sorry Ophelia." He kissed the side of my head. I shook my head as today wasn't the day to get on my bad side. "You look like haven't slept at all." I hadn't and I didn't need remind of that or want to go into the reason of my lack of sleep. "Why do you have a bag of O positive to the ready?" My father spoke with a little concern in his voice. I was annoyed with him doing a disappearing act on me last night with what Marcel did

"Where did you go last night? One moment you were at the party then next you were gone." I picked up my bowl of cereal and glass of blood and walked away and sat at the table.

"Oh half breed told me about last night—" I glared at him as I didn't like him talking about Nik in that way. "Sorry, I meant your loving and care husband." He spoke with sarcasm and I dropped my spoon and got up as I had enough.

"I get you don't like him dad. I get you hate him for the way his been with me. I even get that in some Silas type of way you're trying to do this for me." I felt like I was going to lose my temper in any moment like was fuse today was real short. "I will not allow you to talk about the father of your grandson in that way. Do I make myself clear?!" I raised my voice at him which surprised my father slightly. He was about to speak once again but I stopped him by cutting him off "I don't want to hear it." I grabbed the glass of blood and walked out of the kitchen.

I just needed to just have some peace right now because I swear I'm going to blow. I went into the dining room as I knew hardly anyone came in here. I don't know what was up with me I just felt a little more emotional today like I there was a raw nerve on the surface. It like I feel too much. That's what's going on. Do you think one can feel too much? Or just feel in the wrong ways? My insides don't match up with my outsides. Do anyone's insides and outsides match up? I don't know. I'm only me. Maybe that's what a person's personality is: the difference between the inside and outside. But it's worse for me. I wonder if everyone thinks it's worse for them. Probably. I think there is something beautiful in revelling in sadness.

The proof is how beautiful sad songs can be. So I don't think being sad is to be avoided. Its apathy and boredom you want to avoid. But feeling anything is good, I think. Maybe that's sadistic of me. I am an extremely sincere individual. I am sincere to a fault. One of the many things that I have come to realize to learn is that sincerity must be reserved and given only to those who deserve it. And one must save one's emotions, channelling them only to the people who are worthy of it. One must not throw one's pearls to the pigs. As I looked up I saw Nik entering the room with a not best pleased expression. This wasn't what I needed right now.

"Can you please tell your highly obnoxious father to stay out of my bloody head?" Nik spoke with annoyance in his voice. Is this what it's like to be a mother to break the kids from picking on one another? "If you don't, there only so much I can hold back. I know some piece of paper states you have rights to this place. That won't stop me throwing him out on the bloody street." It was like the Nik from last night had disappeared. My father being here not make the situation around here any easier for me.

"Okay." I spoke quietly then drained the glass of blood. What else could I say to him he was right my father was trying to get under his skin.

"Star are you even listening to me?" I looked up to see grabbing hold of ears and rising his voice at me. I've really had enough of the men in this place today.

"Just shut the hell up! I sick of hearing you two bickering." I yelled at him and he seemed taken back "You two wanna kill each other, just be done with it." I couldn't even look at him and stormed out of the room. I felt like I was getting whiplash with Nik behaviour for weeks he couldn't look at me and referred nothing while he bedded that harlot.

Then it changed last night when I saw my Nik and for a few short moments I was happy. Then I get the tyrant again in the morning that spoke to me like dirt. Over the years I have come to realize that the greatest trap in our life is not success, popularity, or power but self-rejection. Success, popularity, and power can indeed present a great temptation but their seductive quality often comes from the way they are part of the much larger temptation to self-rejection. When we have come to believe in the voices that call us worthless and unlovable then success, popularity, and power are easily perceived as attractive solutions. The real trap, however, is self-rejection. As soon as someone accuses me or criticizes me as soon as I am rejected, left alone, or abandoned, I find myself thinking, 'Well, that proves once again that I am a nobody' ... My dark side says I am no good... I deserve to be pushed aside, forgotten, rejected, and abandoned. Self-rejection is the greatest enemy of the spiritual life because it contradicts the sacred voice that calls us the 'Beloved'. Being the Beloved constitutes the core truth of our existence.

Klaus P.O.V

I finally showed Star what I had been working on over the weeks. A portrait of the skyline of New Orleans and as soon as Star saw it she understood the meaning behind it all. Even with bad blood that between us Star was still Star she interrupted what I was trying to achieve in a glance. This was one of the reason why I fell in love with her because I didn't need to speak word. She read me like a book from cover to cover it was like a natural gift she had. In that moment I looked at her and didn't see the Star that I've loathed for all these weeks. No I saw the woman who captured my heart over 500 years ago. Who still had my heart but with all that happened there was no way of going back. Was there? So I took a risk and asked her to read me.

As she stood there basking me in her beauty all I felt was the overwhelming love I had and still have for her. Then she spoke that all she saw 'Disappointment, anger, betrayal all the things you didn't think of me before' I stood there stunned by this revelation from her. I squeezed my eyes shut and took several deep breaths, trying not to smell Star in front of me, not to taste her on my lips. But it was useless. In that moment, Star was everywhere. She was in my mind, she was in my heart, and she was in my memory. She smelled good. She tasted good. She was the only good in my life when everything else in my life was an obstacle to be overcome.

I watched as she walked away and I was just filled with regret as my behaviour had brought all this on. My anger my rage had let me lose the most precious thing I had in my life. I still loved Star desperately and couldn't imagine life without Star. Star was…something else. Something I could feel but couldn't articulate. Something I wanted, and hadn't been able to resist in my grief-weakened state. If you have feelings for someone let them know. It doesn't matter if they can be in your life or not. Maybe it is just enough for both of you to release the truth so healing can occur. The opposite is true as well. If you don't have feelings for someone then never let another person suggest that you do.

An honourable person sets the record straight, so that person can move on with their life. It is so simple yet so hard for some people to do. If you want someone out of your life then you and only you must tell him or her to leave. This can only be done by you. Otherwise your silence shouts, I am undecided. When other people get involved it sends mixed signals. If only more people would be so bold hearts would not linger so long. Every part of me wanted to go into her room and tell her what I failed to let her read from me. Then my pride kicked in and reminded me why I chose to remove her from my life that she hurt me. So I didn't choose to listen to my heart I listen to my head.

Then after all that I had Star irritating father come back to the compound and it was something I didn't need not after this night I had. I knew Silas did not like me for many reason as he saw me as something that was beneath him. That we were created as a gruesome version of what he was with the beast the monster within us. He thought of himself as pure and perfection. Silas was obnoxious and full of himself and the whole reading my mind was driving me insane. The way he was picking at the darkest part of my mind that I hadn't entertained for years. How he mocked some of my fears and how I ruined something so perfect because of my hideous family. That was when I lost it with him as I knew my family wasn't perfect but no one not even this immortal asshole talk of them like that.

Then he began on his daughter how I mistreated her that I wasn't worthy to have her. That she deserved better and if he wasn't encased in that tomb for all those years she would of never ended up with someone like me. That when everything got messy as the subject of Star was a very sore one. So as I tried to squeezed the life out of him he few me across the room where I was knocked out cold. When I woke up I was furious and something had to give right now as I couldn't be under the same roof as him Star may have the deeds all in her name but this was my home and I will not have that psychopath stay here no longer. I went to see her in her room and she wasn't there which surprised me as it was early morning. Star these days slept in more than anything since she has been getting closer to the end of her pregnancy. I finally found her in the dining room and I began to tell her about what her father had been doing.

It was like she was here, but no lights were on. She kept looking at me blankly like none of this was important. The problem we had here was that both Silas and I were un-killable to a degree we would be at each other throats until he would get bored and go and hide under his rock like her had been. What I didn't expect was for Star to lose it with m. I was taken back quite a lot by the raised voice and anger in her tone. Her response to it all was to just kill each other before leaving the room. Often we allow ourselves to be upset by small things we should despise and forget. We lose many irreplaceable hours brooding over grievances that in a year's time will be forgotten by us and by everybody. No, let us devote our life to worthwhile actions and feelings to great thoughts real affections and enduring undertaking.

Star and my feeling for her just drove me insane right now because I felt like I had the devil and Angel on my shoulder. Both talking at the same time telling me what I should do. The angel telling me to go after her and comfort her as she upset and going through so many changes. That not only that she was pregnant and hormonal but the way I had treated her was not fair on her that we are going to be a parents in weeks to come that these are cherish moments. Then the devil will speak and remind me I wasn't one to forgive that love was a weakness that I was this immortal hybrid I should not bow down to anyone even the woman I felt affection for. If this woman claimed to love me as much as she claimed to she wouldn't have kept such a dark secret from me. What I felt right now was darkness... When everything that you know and love... is taken from you so harshly... all you can think about is anger, hatred, and even revenge... and no one can save you.

I knew I had to put my focus elsewhere as thinking of this situation as I will drive myself into madness if I continued. So I focused on matters that were more vital right now like how I'm going to find out more information on these moon rings. I went into my study and searched for my mother grimoire as there had to be something in there she wrote about it. My mother always scribbles a spell down and something like this she would had hidden in her book of sorcery I began to search high and low and I couldn't find it. I knew I had placed it here but it was bloody nowhere to be seen. I knew Genevieve wasn't bold enough to come back here and try and take it. I continued to keep searching furiously on the bookshelf throwing everything that was in my way.

"Can I help you find something?" I heard Elijah speak. I was not in any mood to deal with Elijah and his eloquent sacrum right now.

"Yes, in fact, I believe you can." I turned to him as he stood there with an unimpressed look. "I'm looking for a book, about yay big, filled with our mother's most powerful spells. It appears to have been misplaced." Elijah shrugged his shoulder as he took a sit at the desk.

"How very mysterious." He spoke with the same sarcasm. That meant one thing it wasn't the witches or my madness that misplaced it. Elijah had taken it from me because he wasn't in the plan to save the wolves from the curse. Of course he wanted to play hero to impress Hayley I took the honour of that away from him.

"Indeed. At first, I feared the witches had succeeded in their efforts to obtain it, but, considering their last attempt ended with me relieving a rather large, tattooed gentleman of his hands, I began to wonder if the thief wasn't a bit closer to home." I noticed that Elijah nonchalantly scribbling in a notebook which confirmed my theory. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be, brother." I didn't want to be fighting with him over this I was trying to do something good. Why does Elijah think that everything I do all my intension were all of ill malice.

"Well, admittedly, I did have a theory that your sudden interest in mother's grimoire was in some way related to whatever foolishness you've been conducting with the Crescent wolves. Therefore, I took it upon myself to carefully place it where naughty, little fingers could not pry." It annoyed the hell out of me when he behaved like this. Like always I'm the wicked one I'm always up to no good and noble Elijah swoops in and thinks himself as the hero.

"And here I thought you, of all people, would understand. I am simply trying to help those wolves! Play Samaritan to the abused, champion to the underdog, so to speak." That all I was truly was trying to do but no that wasn't possible. For me Klaus Mikaelson to be doing something for the good of other it was always too implied to my own self gain.

"How splendidly noble of you." He was making the rage that I'm trying to keep under control brew to the surface. Elijah could never think that I'm trying to do something that will benefit the mother of my daughter. To free her and the people that mattered to her from this dastardly curse.

"Have you ever considered that, like you, I am trying to keep Hayley safe? Using our mother's magic to empower her people so they are capable of protecting her?" I watched as his expression changed from being amused to serious as he stood up and walked towards me. The mere mention of Hayley everything changed with Elijah as he thought that he was her only protector. Yes Hayley and I do not see eye to eye we have one goal and that is the safety of our daughter. I know what the vampires and witches are like they see the wolves as venerable that what I didn't want anymore. They were equal the same as any other supernatural beings.

"Yes, unless, of course, they decide to seek retribution for decades held in exile, and Hayley will find herself in the middle of an uprising. One that will only provoke further violence." He thought my intension were to put her life endanger? That I would risk the life of my unborn child? Is that how low things had become between my brother and I? "You see, you risk turning New Orleans into a war zone, brother. I won't let that happen." He spoke firmly. Elijah had been living in a delusion since being here as there was a war going on well before we came back.

"The drums of war were beating long before we returned. I suggest you use a little less of this—" I made a talking gesture with his hand "—And a little more of these." I pointed to my ears, and smiles fakely before sitting on the couch. As I did my phone began to ring I looked at the screen and I see that it was Marcel calling. I was in two minds about picking up but he was being bold to call me so I might as well see why his feeling brave.

"Think very carefully before you speak. As your stunt from last night caused for Star and your child life to be endanger. The sound of your voice is likely to make me regret what mercy I've shown thus far." I warned him as today every single person has tried to push me. Killing Marcel would be something I would thoroughly enjoy doing right now to let off some steam.

"Yeah, yeah. I know. I'm on your who's been naughty list. Thing is, Cami needs you. Whatever anger you have towards me, don't make her suffer for it. She's with Kieran." I hung up on him. This situation with Cami and Kieran was something that was truly heart-breaking as there millions of people out there that deserve this punishment. This man only did what was for the good for his people and what was right now he had to endure all this? With the way Cami twin went off the rails I think it was best for me to go there and keep the situation under control as I failed to achieve for it to be removed.

Star P.O.V

After exploding the way I did I kind of felt a little better maybe that what I needed to do the whole time. Just to let out all the pent up anger out just to allow it to come to the surface. It kind of felt like a burned had been taken away from me like light awaken in a sense I love my father dearly even though I hadn't known him my whole life but I felt that connection. The bond that most father and daughters have and I know the silly reckless thing he's doing is for me. Just rubbing Nik up the wrong way isn't working in my favour. I have been on an emotional roller-coaster with Niklaus from the very moment I found out I was with child. It's not been easy for either of us and this might sound a little selfish but it had and has been a lot worse for me. It was my life and the life of my unborn child that was at risk.

All because my son meant to bring the end of magic that he will destroy his own father in the end. Not only that but the new revelation that been brought to light that he may end my life too that the burned I carry that all unknown to Nik. I've asked myself this question a dozen times since knowing what I know. Why haven't I told the man I'm in love with, the father to this child that the one thing each of us wanted will bring our death? I guess my answer is fear. Yes it was the fear of Nik reaction of when he would know the consequences of all this.

The man I see today is unpredictable I didn't know how he would act or react anymore I guess since moving to New Orleans I've seen a different side to him. The side of him that was willing to do whatever it took to becoming king of kingdom. When I look back over the last few months and truly reflect over the events it was all about the takeover that sadden me that he had become so obsessed with it all. I knew originally it was about Hayley that the witches had her in a position where the child and her life was endanger I understood that even at the time when I was a vampire all I wanted to do was protect her. As much as it pained me that she was giving Nik the one thing I couldn't. Hayley and that baby were innocents being brought into Mikaelson war of them against the world. Which in truth that what it was about 'The Original' family in a thousand years had created so many enemies from various supernatural beings.

The one who cause the most friction was Nik as he felt he was untouchable that nothing and no one could harm him. So these enemies would use anything that would weaken Nik to their advantage. That what been happening here the two women that bare his children have gone to hell and back. Hayley has the advantage that she's a werewolf she has a pack a family that will fight for her till the bitter end. Whereas I had my father and Damon who would do the same but that was to a disadvantage. Why you ask? I guess it's because deep down whatever battle that was coming my way nothing either of them could actually do to save me. The future for myself I didn't see it clear all I saw it as murky water filled with darkness, clouded.

I don't know if I was seeing my own fate meaning deep down I knew that my time was coming to an end. I don't know if it's because I'm feeling venerable right now that I'm having these dark thoughts. As my world right now wasn't filled with happiness and the joys of becoming a mother. I guess I'm being selfish to a degree as my focus was more on Nik than my own baby. It's just I never thought he would hate me or that I would actually fear him. Fear him because of the unpredictability of his behaviour that also made me grow to hate him slowly. Which is something I never dreamed I would feel towards him in my life I had learned a lot of lesson I knew I could run from someone I feared. I could try to fight someone I hated. All my reactions would geared toward those kinds of killers the monsters, the enemies. When you loved the one who was killing you it left you no options. How could you run? How could you fight? When doing all that would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it? If it was someone you truly loved?

Through the blur in my thought I wondered if I was alone or if other parents felt the same way I did that everything involving our children was painful in some way. The emotions whether they were joy, sorrow, love or pride, were so deep and sharp that in the end they left you raw, exposed and yes, in pain. The human heart was not designed to beat outside the human body and yet, each child represented just that - a parent's heart bared, beating forever outside its chest. My fears of the future of myself and my child were at the forefront of my mind and I guess I'm scared as hell. My biggest fear in this moment in time is that I might not be here to protect my baby. I don't know why I'm feeling venerable as weeks ago I was so confident and saw this bright future. A future that may or may not had Niklaus in but it was bright. I feel like someone grabbed hold of my soul and taken it to the underworld.

While in my thoughts I was snapped out of them by Damon grand entrance. No matter how upset or low I was feeling these days he was the only person who truly put a smile on my face. Damon was like a brother to me there was a connection between us that I couldn't describe I love him but in that brotherly and sisterly way and I knew it was the same in return. He spoke how he and my father were going to take me out for the morning. Which surprised me as we all know Damon and my dad don't get on whatsoever I wasn't going to question it nor was I going to tempt fate by asking what up with the both of them. So I got myself ready and believe me these days finding something to wear and being happy with my appearance was a challenge. Eventually I found something and made my way out of my room I entered the living room there stood the both of them with full smile and talking to one another. Yes they were talking not yelling at one another but talking I felt like I walked into alternative universe. Once again I didn't question it as if they were doing this because they overcome everything or for my benefit I was just grateful not to go through another day I hearing bickering.

Well this morning out with the both of them wasn't what I expected. I thought that we going somewhere nice to have a nice brunch. It seems that they had something different in mind they brought me to Lamaze class. Not something I expected at all. They felt I needed to know what to expect as the days were getting closer to giving birth. They were both acting strange as before when they spoke about my child birth it was all negative. They spoke of their fears of losing me and I'll be the reassuring one it felt there fears disappeared and mine came to the surface. What did I learn from this class?

That a new mothers enter the world of parenting feeling much like Alice in Wonderland. Being a mother is one of the most rewarding jobs on earth and also one of the most challenging. Motherhood is a process. Learn to love the process. There is a tremendous amount of learning that takes place in the first year of your baby's life; the baby learns a lot, too. It is sometimes difficult to reconcile the fantasy of what you thought motherhood would be like and what you thought you would be like as a mother, with reality. New mother generally need to lower their expectations. A good mother learns to love her child as he is and adjusts her mothering to suit her child.

As we left the class making our way to a restaurant to have lunch I was reflecting back on what I leant. The word of all that I heard were just swimming around in my mind. Most mother think of the moment they hold their child in their arms, to see them grow into this tiny person. What he or she would look like. All I'm thinking is will I even survive all this? I wanted to take all this negativity away from me I didn't want to think I wouldn't see my son grow. Maybe I'm feeling like this because I felt I couldn't turn to anyone about my fears. I needed to stop feeling like this because it's really not helping my sanity not like my sanity these days was stable. With what happened with Nik and the weeks after I just don't feel like Star anymore I feel like I'm some kind of actress just filling a role that to please everyone to please them but not myself.

We arrived at the restaurant and sat outside even though it was a chilly day I just felt hot and bothered. I guess when you're carrying a few extra pounds and your body not feeling in control you did some crazy stuff. We order and I food came and still Damon and my father spoke to one another respectfully and I just couldn't help but smile. It felt kind of weird came it seemed like I was sitting with Stefan and Damon. I just couldn't help but smile because this was the first thing that made me happy today.

Well that was shortly lived until they both began to gang up on me as they thought I should give birth at home I hadn't even thought of that and it was something that my father was insisting which was odd. He spoke of how traveller did this the natural way that all the drugs and medication that was given weren't good for the baby. Then with Damon agreeing with it I knew it was a hopeless battle. So I agreed to the whole child birth at home but they asked me to demonstrate what I had learnt I wasn't going to do this in public but it seemed that these two weren't going to back down. It was like I had three men in my life that were my Achilles heel that no matter how much I wanted to fight it there was no use. So I started to do these stupid breathing that meant to help with the pain I personally thought it was a way to make you look more like a crazy person while you're in this excruciating pain.

"That's it. Inhale and release." My father spoke from beside me and I looked at him arching my brow. I didn't understand why he was so adamant about this whole child birth at home when there perfectly good hospital I can go to.

"I guess this means no epidural, huh? You sure I can't do this thing in say, a hospital, the place with the doctors and the drugs?" That sounded like the safer option here rather than in the comfort of my own home. I know a lot of women do child birth at home but I don't think my child birth will be one of the normal human kind.

"Ophelia the travellers have been having babies in their homes for centuries. Stop worrying." Yeah it was easier said than done as we don't know what will happen after. I mean if I even survive it I have no idea what it means to be a mom as I never truly had one. Yes I had Alana growing up but she was more of a teacher than a mom. A mom someone who nurturing who there for their child no matter what. My mom was dead my father only been in my life for months what would I know about parenting? Then there Nik well….. His version of parenting from Esther and Mikael was just hideous.

"Okay. Then what? I don't even know what it's like to have a mother, let alone be one." I want to talk of the possibility of not surviving this but I just couldn't with the both of them. As much as I loved them I wanted to protect him from my fears. I guess I didn't want them to worry and know my darkest fear.

"Trust me, when the time comes, you'll know exactly what to do." Damon spoke as he placed his hand on top of mine.

"I hope so. As fun as it is to image Nik changing dirty diapers, I'm pretty sure that I'll be doing this alone." I watched as a smile appeared on Damon face stretching to his eyes. The type of smile he would give when he was certain about something.

"I somehow doubt that as you will always have me by you…. I'm not doing dirty diapers though." He teased and I chuckled to the image of Damon face changing a dirty diaper.

"That's sweet Damon, and you don't know how much that really means to me." I squeezed his hand then glanced at my father who was looking at Damon intensely. "I'll have you too daddy." I grabbed hold of his hand and he looked at me a little oddly before a smile grew on his face.

"You'll always have me Ophelia." He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. As he did that I had an idea come to mind which might change their views on this home birthing.

"So as you're both making have my child at home I think the both of you need to be kind of prepared." I watched as the both of them looked at me with worrisome looks. "Come on it's more something I need to show you." I spoke as I got up from my seat and they both sat there still looking confused.

The whole walk back the compound I couldn't help but chuckle as they were going to be in for quite a shock. Of course the both of them were being macho saying that childbirth wasn't that bad that they both seen horrific things I asked my father if he was there when I was born he looked at me as if I was crazy. Apparently not he was waiting in another room while my mother when through all that pain alone. Well it's the 21st century and I will respect the both of them that they want me to have my son at home. There was one thing they needed to do was be there during my child birth. Damon was like it would be a breeze while my father spoke of seeing me in that way was inappropriate. That's when Damon ripped into him and stated he was scare. That when the real banter began between the both of them and I let them continue. As we arrived I search the internet for a video for us to watch and Damon keep saying that my father was a wimp I sat between the both of them and set up the Apple TV so it will appear on the flat screen. Childbirth is apparently a beautiful thing, it certainly doesn't look like something beautiful anyway…One thing is for sure, this would definitely put you off having sex, for a few minutes anyway… That's the circle of life for you.

"Why is it so red?" Damon stated as he sat there wide eyed. This poor woman that we were watching was apparently going through the miracle of life. Even while I was watching this I was thinking what the hell….. Then again the expression pain brings pleasure. I guess in this circumstance the pain of child birth is worth it as you finally see the beautiful baby that you been carry all those months.

"Ohhh my god!" Damon and my father exclaims in unison as they continued to watch. I couldn't help but laugh as they both sat there while my father was using a pillow to cover his eyes then peeking ever so often. This is the realization of what to come…. Will it be the same? I don't know I'm guess most child births are different.

"Oh no — it just shoots right out of there!" My father spoke with horror as the baby was coming into this world. Who would have thought the immortal Silas being freaked over child birth?

"Ughhh, it moved." Damon spoke with disgust. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to show them this video as if this is what there like over an online video what the hell will they be like when I'm giving birth?

"Why is it all red?! It's not supposed to be that red!" My father turned to me with slight fear in his eyes. At this point all I could do was laugh as I didn't feel like I was with two people who had murdered and killed. Who had done it in such brutal manners it was just so crazy to witness.

"I feel like I'm watching an alien." Damon added. That baby looked nothing like an alien but I think I just changed my mind about this whole birthing at home. As crazy as it all looked and chaotic it was really a magical moment.

"Give her a series of towels…" My father spoke as the after birth was coming out once again with the pillow over his eyes and took it away from him. This is what it could potentially be like with me and they needed to know what to expect.

"It looks like the zombie baby from 'Dawn of the Dead.'" I shot a look at Damon but he didn't even notice as much as this was disturbing him he couldn't look away from the screen.

"I think I've just been put off blood…" I heard my father say as he was making regurgitating sound. While some of their initial responses are hilarious in the end they offer some touching thoughts on childbirth.

"It's like, I'm trying to feel scared, frightened, amazed all at once, and it's just like my brain cannot pick an emotion. I'm just like fried." Damon tried to explain as he drain his bourbon then followed by pouring another straight after. I looked over at my father who looked totally traumatised by it all he hadn't really spoke much since the video ended.

"So daddy? Your thoughts…" I tried to speak seriously but it was proven to be a challenge as his expression pretty much said it all.

"It was incredible." He spoke breathlessly in amazement "The majesty of life … We just witnessed a baby being born. It was like mostly gross, but also kind of beautiful. It was really nice." You know there was a time when childbirth was possibly the most terrifying thing you could do in your life. Like you were literally looking death in the face when you went ahead with it. Not that they got ripped apart but they had no guarantees about whether they were going to live through it or not. That the thing with me there was no guarantee if I'll see the other side to this.

Klaus P.O.V

After receiving Marcel phone call I was in two mind to go and see Cami. With what I learnt about her lustful affair with Marcel after everything she knew I wanted to leave her to suffer. As I didn't have many friends actually I had none as when you have someone you call a friend it required trust. When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us. We often find that it is those who instead of giving advice solutions or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion. Who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement? Who can tolerate not knowing not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. That how Cami had been after the events that were revealed to me I felt that I could confined in her that I could reveal my secret and fears. She was sleeping with the man who was my enemy the man who helped plot my death. The man I once thought of as a son. I thought his actions from the past were bad enough but what he did last night. To endanger the life of my unborn child…. I'm tired of these constant conflict I keep having with my head and heart.

So I decide to follow my heart on this as I still believe that what had happened was immorally wrong that this man didn't deserve this. What I may think or feel towards Cami right now needed to be put to one side. That assisting in any way I could is the right thing to do because I knew that this will be difficult on her. Marcel was far too cowardly to enter into this city even for the women he's bedding. I'm assumed he had some kind of emotional attachment to her as he risked to ask me to help her which was highly bold of him. As I entered St Anne Church I could hear voice from the attic some not so pleasant words from Kieran. As I made way into the room I see Cami, Josh, and some doctor stand around Father Kieran as Doctor reluctantly preps him for ECT. What the bloody hell were thinking of? I watch as Josh puts a gag in Kieran mouth.

"Well, isn't this a gruesome little scene?" I spoke as I went further into the room. Cami turned around looked at me a little stunned I think she thought I'll be the last person turning up.

"Klaus, what are you doing here?" I have no idea what she is up to right now but I know shock therapy when I see it. Used that method once or twice as a form of torture in my life time wasn't too affective. Or it could have been that I had the dial too high either way her uncle didn't deserve this.

"I received an urgent call on your behalf. It seems I've been tasked with doing what your coward of a boyfriend could not. Which, by the looks of things, is dissuading you from whatever madness it is you're about to attempt." I know Cami was frighten of what was to happen to her uncle and she wanted to find a solution but this wasn't it. Cami ignores me and turned to the doctor.

"Are you ready?" She asked of him calmly but I could see that he was uncomfortable with this situation as Josh.

"Please, I'm begging you, don't force me to do this." He spoke terrified. Looks like Josh had compelled him to stay here. If she does this it will just bring further heartache to her this could not help. This wasn't some kind of unusual brain activity this was magic a curse place upon him modern medicine wouldn't solve this.

"Fine. I'll do it myself." She grabs the ECT handles and stands behind Kieran. She shouldn't be doing this to him her uncle didn't deserved to go through all this unbearable pain. I needed to make her see some form of sense as this was truly madness.

"Camille, your uncle is a good man. He shouldn't suffer." I need her to see some kind of reason as it was unhuman to make him go through all this. She looked at me with tear filled eyes as she knew I was telling her a form of truth. That he didn't need to be treated this way frying his brain will not take a hex off no matter what her research may say.

"He's been suffering for weeks. He's dying, Klaus. This might be the only chance he's got." Camille places the electrodes against Kieran's temples and shocks him as we all watch uncomfortably.

"Aah! Aagh! Aagh! Ah!" He cried out in pain until he passed out. This was barbaric even for one such as myself I couldn't stomach to watch this. Kieran began to stir he slowly opened this eyes to look at Camille with a look of relief "Cami"" Then I could see that he had quickly becomes agitated again "What the hell did you do to me?" He yelled at her my eyes adverted to her and she stood there with determination she wasn't going to back down from this.

"We have to do it again." She had completely lost it this wasn't going to work she can shock all day long but nothing was going to change. All she will do make his death more sufferable.

"Whoa, are you serious?" Josh spoke with panic in voice and had every right to be as this was total madness.

"That was something coherent. It's working." She was truly deluding herself she felt that there was hope in this working and she was willing to take that chance to do it again. Well I wasn't going to allow her to do that I wasn't going to stand here while she make a good man go through this pain. I blocked Cami from grabbing the electrodes.

"Doctor, see to your patient." The doctor did as I asked and went near Kieran but seemed a little wry to approach him as all this was a little unorthodox

"You get away from me." Kieran spoke venomously as the doctor checked his heart. As I knew that his body couldn't handle this as all Cami was doing is bringing his death closer.

"Heartbeat is irregular. You can't keep this up. It'll kill him." He spoke the words that I had been trying to tell Camille this whole time.

"No." She spoke stubbornly. She was not thinking clearly at all and this wasn't going to end in the way she is playing out in her head.

"Cami, we need to have a word in private." She redundantly listen to my request and we both left the room. I needed for her to face reality of what was truly going to happen here today. "I think you need to prepare yourself. This story does not have a happy ending." She looked at me with disbelief and I wish I could tell her that this would end otherwise. This hex had embedded it's so deeply that there was nothing that could save him now.

"But the treatments—" She began to say but I had to let her know the harsh truth of all this.

"Will kill him. Were you to push him over the brink, I would hate for you to have to live with that, no matter how noble your aim." I knew she was trying everything in her power to try and save him with every possible thing she can think of. As angry as I am with her and her actions I do not want her to live with the fact that she brought a cruel death to her last remaining family. It will destroy her as she hadn't even come to terms with the grieving of her own twin.

"So that's it, then? You just expect me to surrender?" She stood there looking upset with tear filled eyes. It wasn't about giving up no more because in reality there was nothing else she could do. She just causing suffering to Kieran and to herself.

"Maybe it's time-not to give up-to let go." I spoke as I began to approach her and she shook her head.

"It's not your decision to make." He raised her voice at me before entering the room. Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them. This was all slowly destroying her and it seems that sense had left the building with Camille.

Star P.O.V

After the hysterics of watching that birthing video I told the both of them that I was going to lie down. As I sat on the bed I began to reflect on everything I wasn't tired I just needed a little time alone. I love that my father and Damon were trying to make everything around seem somewhat normal. Once again the same thing entered my mind the fear of what would happen when I would go into labour. I mean fear isn't so difficult to understand. After all weren't we all frightened as children? Nothing has changed since Little Red Riding Hood faced the big bad wolf. What frightens us today is exactly the same sort of thing that frightened us yesterday. It's just a different wolf. This fright complex is rooted in every individual. My big bad wolf was this unknown prophecy of what my son will do not only to Niklaus but possibly to me. What I couldn't wrap around in my mind is how something so innocent could bring destruction. That what he was I mean what I was told is between Nik children that his son will be the evil of the two. That he will be the one to destroy him but if a child is brought up nurtured and told right from wrong.

For most of my life walking this earth over the last thousand years I knew one point I will receive my death. I did I died when my father was awoken but with the vampire blood in my system I was given a second chance to life. As much as I hated it I dealt with it I adapted to the life style and slowly turned into Star once again. Then to have my vampirism stripped from me to become human I was happy because for the first time in thousand years I was alive. When I recalled Nik and Damon reaction to me being human and his fears now I could understand them. Now with this possibility hanging over my head that death was coming to me I wasn't going to be coming back. There was no solution to all this I guess I'm afraid. It's true I am afraid of dying. I am afraid of the world moving forward without me of my absence going unnoticed or worse being some natural force propelling life on. Is it selfish? Am I such a bad person for dreaming of a world that ends when I do? I don't mean the world ending with respect to me but every set of eyes closing with mine.

With all these thought running through my mind I knew I needed speak to someone about it because if I didn't I would drive myself crazy. Who could I speak to? The person who actually deserve to know what may come that would be Nik. As scary as this conversation would be and how he will hate me further for not telling him it was a conversation I needed to have. I grabbed my cell and called him after a few ring he picked up to my surprise.

"Hi Nik, where are you?" I didn't know how else to kind of start this conversation with him after blowing up at him as I did today.

"His wrath burns against you, demon." I heard some shout the in the background which meant Nik was torturing someone or dealing with them in some kind of manner.

"I'm in a bit of a situation here, love." He spoke in frustration which meant I was right. I needed him to hear me out because if I didn't do this now then I know I won't have the courage again.

"Right…..There something I really need to talk to you about—" I began to say but I was interrupted but Nik.

"Would you get him out of here now, please? Make sure he remembers nothing." He yelled at whoever. "It's really not the right time to be having a casual chat." I realized that his issue, his little kingdom here was always going to be that more important than the woman who carried his child. A realization that had been made pretty clear to me right now.

"I guess dealing with matter that relate to your thorn far more important." I tried to keep my voice firm to not appear that I was hurt by his action. I was fooling myself to think that he would take time out for me. I guess I was fooling myself last night when I thought I saw the same man who was still in love with me.

"Hey, listen. I assure you, once I am finished here, you will have my undivided attention." Nik spoke calmly but it didn't matter no more. As he had made his priorities straight with me that this city will always come first or what evil plot he was working on. I wasn't his Star anymore that he could drop everything for the one he adored and cared for I just needed to finally accept that because I keep doing this to myself the only one who hurting is me.

"No. You continue with your kingly duties. Don't let me corrupt your day" I felt like such an idiot calling him now. I keep hoping to see the man I love again but that's never going to happen. "I was foolish to even try to attempt to speak to you." The tears began to over spill over my eye lids and I was annoyed with myself because I wanted to stop him affecting me in this way. I didn't want to feel like this no longer I'm tired of it all and my white flag is raised up high. I give up there no point in fighting for something where it's a lost cause.

"Star—" I just hung up on him. I believe in fate and I believe in certain signs and that was a clear sign that I'm not meant to tell him. So I'll turn to the next best person that I could confined and I knew it would be only between him and me.

Klaus P.O.V

When I was a young child I was told by my mother that women were created from the rib of man to be beside him. Not from his head to top him, nor from his feet to be trampled by him. But from under his arm to be protected by him near to his heart to be loved by him. A nice sentiment behind all that because that what we men do we want to protect the one we love. When Star called I could hear in her voice that there was something troubling her. For her to call me considering how things have been between us I knew it was difficult for her.

It was truly like one of those moments when you stuck between a rock and hard place. I wanted to be here for Camille as I see her slowly breaking with this terrible situation. Then hearing the woman who I clearly was still in love with having some kind conflict within herself. I just wanted to be there for the both of them but of course Star took it as I was planning or scheming. Which I wasn't I was trying to help a friend through this difficult time but I didn't even get the chance of explaining that. Star hung up on me and as much as I wanted to call back and tell her what was happening. To explain I was dismissing her like I had been over the last few weeks. The commotion going on around me stopped me from doing so.

Maybe this was a male-female translation problem. I read an article once that said that when women have a conversation they're communicating on five levels. They follow the conversation that they're actually having, the conversation that is specifically being avoided, the tone being applied to the overt conversation, the buried conversation that is being covered only in subtext, and finally the other person's body language. That is on many levels astounding to me. I mean that's like having some kind of superpower. When I and most other people with a Y chromosome have a conversation, we're having a conversation. Singular. We're paying attention to what is being said considering that and replying to it. All these other conversations that have apparently been going on for the last several thousand years? I didn't even know that they existed until I read that stupid article and I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one. That what had happened here with Star capability to have a conversation on five levels she misinterpreted everything. I wasn't trying to dismiss her far from it but explaining that to her when she in one of these moods she come accustomed to.

As apparently us men communicate on one level there was something I heard in the tone of her voice that was fear. I don't know if it was the fear that I would have shouted at her after her display from this morning. Something told me it wasn't that. The real thing that keeps men and women apart, is fear. Women blame men and men blame women but the culprit is fear women are afraid of one thing. Men are afraid of a different thing; the fears of women have to do with losing while the fears of men have to do with not being good enough for something. One is loss the other is insecurity. Men are innately more insecure than women and women are innately more needful of companionship than men. It's good for both men and women to be able to recognize and identify these fears not only within themselves, but within each other, and then men and women will see that they really do need to help each other. It's not a game it's not a competition the two sexes need one another. That what it was in the end Star couldn't be without me and I couldn't be without her but pride and stubbornness just got in the way.

I needed to focus on the matter in hand that was what was going on here as the sooner I dealt with all this. The sooner I can see Star and tell her she was mistaken and I won't be a coward no more and tell her exactly how I feel. I went back into the room and dismissed the doctor from his duties as he was not needed any longer. Josh left at the same time I think my mere presence made him still feel uncomfortable. Cami and I were at Kieran's bedside when his heart monitor starts to beep.

"He's in cardiac arrest. You might want to look away." I spoke as I rolled up my sleeve as this was the only option right now.

"What the hell are you doing?" Cami yelled at me as I plunged hand into Kieran's chest grabbing hold of his heart that was hardly beating at this point.

"Massaging his heart. His body is shutting down. Even with my help, he doesn't have much time." There was no use in lying and giving her hope because his body was giving up even if I stood here doing this all day once I stop he would be gone.

"Your blood. If you fed him your blood, he'd wake back up, right?" I looked up to see Cami with a deadly serious look upon her face. She wouldn't want that fate for her uncle this wasn't the kind of life for him.

"As a vampire in transition, yes. As for the hex, perhaps his death will be a mercy." It was unsure what it would mean. Would the hex be gone upon his death? Or would we have a murderous vampire lose in our city instead.

"Do it. Just do it. Please, Klaus, I can't let him die, not like this." Cami starts to cry I reluctantly bit into my wrist and feeds Kieran my blood. Then removes my hand, and shortly afterward, Kieran's heart stops. I knew that the priest wouldn't go ahead with this transition but I fed him my blood so that Camille could get to say goodbye. I stood there with Cami waiting for Kieran to wake up. I glanced at my phone and saw it was late. I knew I needed to speak to Star that I needed to mend everything that had happened.

"I'm afraid I have to go." As much as I wanted to be here for her I needed to attend to the needs of the mother of my child. Somehow attempt to fix this mess that had occurred in our lives.

"What happens next, after he wakes?" She spoke as she kept looking at her uncle. I knew her asking me to do such a thing was out of desperation.

"He'll be in transition, craving blood, but I'll be back before then." She turned to me with the worry of regret in her eyes. I understood why she asked of this because she wasn't ready to let him go.

"He's gonna be furious with me. He's a priest. I turned him into a vampire. What kind of desperate move is that?" I approached her and placed my hand on her shoulder as her tears began to roll down her cheeks.

"Well, you know as well as I do, love. He'll never go through with it. Turning him wasn't the goal. It was to give you a chance to say good-bye." She nodded her head and understood that I wasn't doing this for any form of gain it was just to give them both time together. I turned to walk away and I was about to leave the room when she called out my name.

"Klaus, will you stay just a little longer?" I stood there and I honestly didn't know what to do. If I went back home now or later Star would be mad at me. So I might as well stay with Cami until her uncle wakes.

"Of course." I gave her a small smile as I walked over and stood next to her. Kieran had been out for hours as I expected and it was dark out now. Eventually he work up looking at the both of us with confusion.

"Cami, what happened? The hex I could feel it like a living thing inside of me." He looks at his hand; his hex mark is gone. "It's gone." I watched to see Cami is so happy, she hugs him and starts to cry. Kieran notices his other hand the thumb has been bitten off during his episode of deliria "Oh! Oh my god!" He began to panic which was something that wasn't needed right now while his in transition.

"Yes, you've had a trying day, Father. How best to break it to you? It appears the hex was broken by your death." Which appears to be the reason he was acting saner rather than insane right now. I glance over at Cami who looked worried as her uncle was baffled by all this.

"Back up. I died? For how long?" He spoke with confusion in his voice as he tried to sit up.

"A few hours, give or take." I didn't know what to really say to him. I did what I was asked and what I felt was right as they could say bye to one another.

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't lose you, not like that. I made Klaus give you his blood." Camille spoke through her tears while Kieran looked at her with horror then over at me.

"I see. So the devil has a deal for me, after all." He raised this voice towards me. As always I'm the villain no matter what. I provide a kind gesture but of course it was for my own self gain with people.

"Uncle Kieran...that hunger you feel, it'll only grow stronger." Cami tried to explain to him while he continued to glare at me. This was something I knew he wouldn't be happy with but what was I meant to do? Tell Cami no I won't save or give your only relative extra time. Either way I'm the bad guy, and I've came accustomed to that a long time ago.

"I know how it works." He spoke through his teeth in anger which is expected as turning into a vampire is the last thing he would have ever wanted.

"Then you will soon know if you do not feed, you will die." It was an obvious question but I wanted to make him aware of the consequences.

"I know if that's the choice that I have to make, I'm dead already. Please leave me with my niece. I'd like a private moment to talk with her." I was too sure about leaving her alone with him being in transition as I didn't feel too comfortable with this situation.

"It's okay. Klaus, thank you for today, for being kind." I nodded my head and walked out of the room as I did my phone rang and I see that it's Hayley.

She informed me about what had happened at Bayou that a suicide bomber had gone there and killed and injurie many of the wolves. My first concern was about her and out child and she assured me she was fine. This was something that was getting ridiculous to the point where these people really want to see the side of me that I've been trying to keep away. Instantly I knew it was something to do with the witches everyone keep stating Marcel but he knew children were there. He knew that the mother of my unborn daughter was there. This wasn't his style this was more something more to their evil and corrupt minds would resort to. I arrived at the Cauldron and see Genevieve from a far she looked a little shaken up when she saw me. Maybe that would be the guilt kicking for what she and her evil coven had done.

"I'm surprised to see you here." She spoke as she arrange some flowers into a vase. I wasn't here for a social call I wanted to know what the bloody hell had happened.

"The bayou explosion, the attack on my child. Tell me what you know." I demanded from her as I needed to know what she might know of it all. Also I knew when Genevieve was lying.

"I know the wolves have no shortage of enemies. Marcel, for one." She spoke as she continue with her arranging. Another finger pointed at Marcel but I knew he wouldn't do that. As much as I was surprised with finding out his plot to take me down with Rebekah. The one thing I knew for sure he would never do anything to harm a child.

"Marcel wouldn't stoop so low. The witches, however... I have witnessed first-hand the depths of your cruelty." Which I had the way they treated Hayley from the start as leverage. Not forgetting the aimless attempt to kill Star and out child. They held no form of morals at all so a bombing at Bayou sounds like them for sure.

"You don't think I did this?" She turned to me with an offended expression "What kind of monster do you take me for? How ugly I must seem next to the pure, innocent glow of your precious Star." She spoke Star name bitterly and yes Star was innocent she wasn't evil and corrupted as other people around me. That the realization I had from last night she didn't tell me about Rebekah and Marcel dastardly deed to protect me. Star had always done everything for good of others so yes she was far purer than this witch before me. She turned her back to me "So sad about Cami uncle, by the way." She spoke smugly but it seems the new wasn't interrupted incorrectly.

"Kieran is in transition. He has been released from the hex." I couldn't help but gloat at the fact that we beat them at their game. She turned to me with a smile while arching her brow.

"A hex of that magnitude? Kieran's hex will return... If it hasn't already." She spoke smugly as if she knew that regardless that now we did this father Kieran was far deadly "You recall that boundary spell you asked me to place… on the other hand, now that he's died. I imagine it won't be quite so confining anymore." I glared at Genevieve who was smirking. She saw all of this as a game it wasn't a game too many lives had been taken today. Now I had left Cami alone with someone who going even worse ticking time bomb than before. Genevieve can continue to smile because what coming to her will be brutal that she will plead for me to end her life. The saying of he who laughs last, laugh longest comes to mind and I will be laughing and dancing on her grave.

Star P.O.V

After that phone call I knew I couldn't stay in the house no longer I needed to get out and quick. So I put my boot on and sneaked out of the house without letting Damon and my dad notice. I began to walk the streets making my way to St Anne church. I wasn't a religious person and I think I've actually been to church only a handful of times in my thousand years. I knew that speaking to a priest was a way to get your burned off your chest. That it would only be you and him and god I guess because apparently confessing to priest means you're talking to god. I couldn't wrap my head about all that it was too confusing and complicated. All I knew is that I needed to speak to someone about my fears as clearly Nik don't give a damn.

I knew father Kieran was a nice guy who cared doe his community. I think I would be able to open up to him. Well not at first because how do I even start that conversation? Oh my baby might bring me death and also death to all magic. This is why I wanted to speak to Nik because even as hard as it would have been it would came out naturally. Well it didn't plan out that way so it looks like I'm going to be tell Father Kieran instead.

I reached the church and took in a deep breath before entering as this was so unlike me to do anything like this. I opened the church door and walked in it was quite kind of peaceful and a strange kind of way. I began to made my way to the front of the church where there was some candles burning. I was told once that when lighting a candle light the match from the candle which looks most likely to burn out first and ask for that person's intentions to be added to your own. I don't know where they got this idea if was something that the person who told me or if it is a custom. I lit one of the candles and asked for my baby life to be safe. As that felt more important right now if I lived or died. I guess what hurts the most about all this if it is the truth that death creeping up on me is that I won't be there to protect my little boy. I saw something at the corner of my eye and I turned to see Father Kieran standing a few feet from me. He was looking at me a little strangely probably thinking what the hell I was doing here.

"Star Mikaelson, what do I owe the honour?" He spoke a little smugly then again it's not like the Mikaelson were the most loved family in this city.

"I know I've really not been here before, or that I'm religious or anything like that." I began to approach him and this all seemed a lot easier in my head. "I need to talk to someone, and I know you have a lot of people come to you for guidance and I guess that's what I'm after." I hoped that maybe some words of wisdom might help. Anything would help right now as it's better than talking to myself in my own head.

"Star get away from him!" I heard Cami yell from the balcony why did she want me get away from him I turned to Kieran who pulls out his knife and slices at my arms as I tried to run away.

"Oh! Aah! Aah!" I tried to run away from him as fast as I could considering that I had this baby bump I was doing considerably well. I could hear Cami screams echoing through the church. I came here for sanctuary instead I'm running for my life from some psycho priest. I went up the stairs and I felt out of breath in doing so but once I got there I came face to face with him. Kieran licks the blood off of his blade.

"Wow I didn't expect it to taste so delicious." Suddenly he fully vamps-out looking at me as if I'm his next meal.

"I know how it feel to be in transition. That bloodlust father Kieran. No way in hell am I going to be your next meal." I grabbed hold of the cast iron candelabra and swung it at him hitting his head making him stubble back and crying out in pain.

He was blocking my path to get back down the stairs I looked over the balcony and saw how far the drop was. It was about ten feet at the most it was either being vampire chow or taking a risk. So I opted with the risk. Kieran was still groaning on the floor and somehow I climb over the railing. I knew this was my only option but I was scared as hell to do this. Then I see Kieran and rushing toward me. I let go and fell on my back the impact hitting the hard flooring made me feel dazed.

"Star we need to get out of here." I heard someone speak "Can you move?" My vision became a little clearer and I could see it was Cami. She was trying to help me up but I felt weak the next thing she was thrown away from me and Kieran was in front of me. I tried to crawl away but there was no use he grabbed hold of my hair and brought me to the alter.

"Someone like you deserves to die. To carry such an abomination." He pulled me to my feet by yanking my hair and couldn't help but cry out in pain. "You and your demon child shall rot in hell." I watched as his face turned the next he was at my throat. I felt a sharp pain for a moment as he began to drain my I felt myself fading. All I heard before blacking out was Camille cries.

Klaus P.O.V

After Genevieve making me realise that now Kieran was now a vampire thing would be a lot more complicated and she was loving it I didn't have time for her I needed to get back before anything actually happened. When I arrived I saw Kieran feeding off someone which I assumed was Camille so I rushed over and threw him off her. When I did that I saw it wasn't Camille that it was Star that when my rage rose to the surface. To see my Star life half dead on the floor as he had savagely bit into her throat Kieran began to laugh in my face telling me that my wife and child had gone to hell where they belonged. That was the final straw I went at him and savagely bit into his throat allowing my venom to penetrate into his blood. But he fought me off him I could hear Camille screams to stop, but I was going to stop at nothing right now. You harm the woman I love then woman who carries my unborn child you will feel my waft. We continued fighting I broke a wooden railing and used it to stake him. As I looked up I saw a horrified Camille standing there with her hand over her mouth looking speechless.

This wasn't the fate I wanted for him I thought he was strong enough to fight it but if the hex was only temporary gone. Then returned of course he wasn't of sane mind he deserved far better than this type of death. Camille came running over and cried over her uncle body as it desiccated while my thoughts went to Star. I rushed over and cradle her in my arms I looked at her wound and it was heal which did surprised me. Then I thought about our son how he would be like myself able to heal with his blood. This moment right now where I thought I had lost her made me even more determined to make amends with her. I couldn't have a life without her because her not being by my side my world was dark. She was still unconscious but breathing fine which was all that mattered. I looked over at Camille and saw that she was in a bad state. When someone loses person in their lives they need comfort and I knew who would be able to give her the comfort she needed right now. That would be Marcel I gently placed Star down and got out my phone and called him within seconds he answered.

"Klaus, you need to know I had nothing to do with that business out in the bayou today." There was no doubt in my mind that he had any involvement in what happened today. My eyes advert to Camille who was still crying over her uncle body asking why did this had to happen.

"I never thought you did. I'm calling to let you know the priest is dead. Your exile is suspended for the next 24 hours. You may return to the Quarter to bury your friend." I wasn't doing this for him as much but more for her as I knew she had no one and I would have liked to be the one who could comfort her in some way. I needed to focus on matters a little closer to home. That I needed to tell Star how I truly feel and try to overcome this nightmare we had been through.

"Why are you doing this?" That was a very good question because I wasn't one to show kindness to someone who had betrayed me in such a manner.

"She has no family Marcel and through her tears it was your name she called, and if you can grant her comfort so be it." I hung up on him. I couldn't walk away from here knowing that Camille would be alone and hearing between her sobs calling for Marcel name. That pulled on my heart strings I couldn't keep him from her not after way this had all ended.

Marcel arrived at the church not long after I had hung up on him. I couldn't stand to be in the same room as him so I picked up Star and carried her out of the church I notice Marcel looking surprised at the blood that covered on her and was about to speak but I didn't want to hear it. I didn't use my vampire speed to get back the compound I walked at normal human pace while holding her tightly in my arms. I could have lost her tonight and that frighten me I kept having images in my mind of her looking dead and lifeless it brought tears to my eyes. All I envision was when I found her dead in our bedroom chamber in 1494 a memory that was etched into my mind. It just brought it all back not only just tonight but I saw that my life with Star that this was going to happen and that I'd been afraid for a long time. There's fear of course with everybody. But now it had grown it had grown gigantic; it filled me and it filled the whole world.

I arrived at the compound and I quietly brought Star to her room I wanted to bring her back to the room that was once ours. I thought that would be pushing it right now as I had done despicable acts in the bed that was once ours. I placed her on the bed and turned on the bedside lamp on and sat beside her. She had been out cold for a while now and maybe I should have brought her to ER. As I began to think that was the best solution and ready to pick her up to take her she came around.

"Nik?" She spoke groggily as she shielded her eyes from the light I went to turn it off. "No it's fine my eyes are adjusting." She sat up and all I could was the blood stained on her neck. "What happened? How…" She touched her neck. "Father Kieran…." She spoke with confusion in her voice and I knew she was trying to process everything in her mind.

"He won't harm you again." I placed my hand on hers as I looked at her and the panic that was there moment ago faded. "Star we need to discuss about things between us." I knew I was the one who needed to do the talking right now because at first it was all about how she hurt me. Today I got the realization that she didn't do anything to hurt me I allowed my anger and my rage to control how I was feeling blinding myself from what mattered most to me. "I believe in true love, you know? Everybody should have one, and you are mine. I know I've been a monster to you that I've hurt you in so many way." I held her hand tightly as I looked into her eyes. "I promise you that I will not allow you to feel that kind of pain from me again." She looked away from me and I knew this was hard for her after everything but I'm truly speaking from my heart right now.

"Some people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them." She spoke above a whisper but I needed for her to understand that I would keep to my word. I lived a life without her for weeks and I wasn't the same man I felt broken empty not the man I was when with her.

"Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That's what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway." I was try to make her see that the love I have for her I was willing to do what I need to do to change not for her but for me too. I didn't want to live a world without her no longer and I knew if I continued down this destructive path I will lose her forever.

"Nik—" She began to say but I needed to tell her what my heart been wanted to tell her for a long while now. Words that I hadn't spoke to her in long time. Words that she needed to hear.

"I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void and that oblivion is inevitable and that we're all doomed. That there will come a day when all our labour has been returned to dust and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have. I know that I am in love with you." The looked upon her face right now I didn't know what to read from it but I knew it wasn't joy of hearing what I had told her. I moved up so I was closer to her face and I cupped the side of her face with my hand "Star you stole my heart over 500 hundred years ago. Even in times of my hatred to you still had tight clasp of it." A single tear began to roll down her cheek I wiped it away "All I'm asking from you is to give me a chance, and I'll prove to you how much you mean to me" That all I wanted to show her how sorry I was for my action. Star slowly moved my hand from her cheek and her expression became serious.

"I'm sorry I can't." She got up from the bed and walked away into the bath room. While I sat there feeling like I had been stake in my heart as I brought all of this on myself.