I know this took longer to get out than expected, but I got a little stuck with this part! I hope you enjoy it anyway!

~Four Months Later~

"GET HIM THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Jean screamed as she grasped her stomach, as the contraction hit her again.

Vaughn sighed, and tried to approach the bed.

"CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND FUCKING ENGLISH?! I WANT YOU OUT!" She screamed again, throwing her head against the pillow.

Caroline wiped her forehead, as she glared at Vaughn. "I think it would be best if you waited outside, Vaughn." She stated, with a glance towards Klaus. "You too, Klaus." She stated, glancing back at the young woman groaning and thrashing her head around on the pillow.

Klaus stood his ground, and glared at Caroline. His eyes spoke volumes, but Caroline glared back.

"I mean it, Klaus. Get out!" She shouted, pointing to the door.

Klaus narrowed his eyes, but Caroline stared back, her resolve not giving an inch.

Jean propped up on her forearms, and glared at Klaus. "LISTEN TO YOUR DAMN WIFE! GET OUT!" She screamed, as another contraction hit.

If Caroline could blush, she would at what Jean had called her. She dared to glance at Klaus, and rolled her eyes at his smirk, and the devilish look in his eyes.

Caroline shook her head, as she turned to Jean, but she could feel Klaus' eyes on her back as she heard the door close.

"Oh, I don't think I'm going to survive this, Care." Jean moaned her eyes filling up with tears.

Caroline smiled kindly. "You're going to make it through just fine, Jean. Remember what the witches said, you will make it through, and so will your daughter." She replied, softly.

The door opened once more, but it was not one of the boys, instead it was Rebekah.

"I brought some more towels, in case." She replied, setting the towels on the little table next to the window by the bed.

Jean moaned, and bit her bottom lip. "I want this thing out of me. NOW!"

"Easy, Jean." Caroline whispered, helping her to sit up.

Jean's eyes flashed amber as she glared at Caroline. "You try being easy when you have a fucking cabbage patch doll ripping through you!" She growled out, her teeth elongating.

Caroline smiled, softly, and grasped her shoulders. "Just breathe, Jean. It'll be over soon." She replied, gently.

Jean growled as she felt her child move downwards.

"I can see the crown." Rebekah replied, as she took her position in front of Jean.

Jean screamed as her eyes flashed once more.

"I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!" She screamed, as she pushed.

Caroline smiled, and looked at Rebekah who shook her head.

"Jean, you can't kill him." Caroline replied as she held Jean's shoulders.

Jean growled as sweat dripped down her face, as she pushed. "YES, I CAN!" She shouted, as she threw her head back. "He got me in this condition, and he is going to suffer." She stated, as she groaned as pain ripped through her body as she pushed.

"Jean, think of your daughter." Caroline replied, trying to still Jean's shaking body.

Jean growled, as she threw her head back.

"What are you going to name her?" Caroline asked, trying to Jean's mind off the pain.

Jean groaned, as she pushed harder. "Ad…Adelaide." She ground out.

"Adelaide, that's pretty. What's her middle name?" Caroline replied, trying her best to help her friend.

"Ro…Rose." She whimpers as the pain became unbearable. It was worse than the transformation into a werewolf. The pain was ripping her insides apart, splitting her in two. She couldn't take much more.

"GALEN!" She cried out as she gave one final push.

She collapsed in Caroline's arms as Rebekah held up her daughter. Jean smiled as the cries filled the room. She couldn't help a laugh escaping from her throat or the tears rolling down her cheeks. She had dreamed about this since she was a little girl, but never got the chance after she lost her first child due to the werewolf gene. Her mentor, a witch in New Orleans, had taken her under her wing, and had helped her through that difficult time, and she was the only one who knew about Jean's first child. She never told a soul. She kept the secret until the day she died.

Her mentor, her mother figure, the one woman she trusted with her life, was Adelaide, her daughter's namesake.

"Guys, you can come in now." Caroline called out, as Rebekah handed Adelaide to her mother.

"Congratulations, Jean. She's beautiful." Rebekah replied with a sad smile, of the life she would never have.

Jean smiled in gratitude as a warm love swept over her from the joy she was feeling. She looked up as the door swung open and two men nearly toppled over each other to enter the room.

"Out of my way, Klaus." Vaughn remarked as he headed to the bed.

Caroline stood up, and walked over to Klaus, placing her hands on his chest as he made his way to Jean.

"Let them have a moment, Klaus." She whispered, with a smile.

Klaus narrowed his eyes, as Vaughn gently sat down on the bed to look at his daughter.

Vaughn smiled at Jean, and then at his daughter, nestled against her mother's bosom. "She's beautiful, just like her mother." He replied, his accent deep and rich.

Jean rolled her eyes at the last comment, but smiled at the first. "Would you like to hold your daughter?" She whispered, holding out her arms.

Vaughn swallowed nervously, as he gathered his daughter in his arms. She was so tiny, so fragile, so…perfect.

"Hello, my little Addy Rose." He whispered, gently kissing her forehead.

Klaus rolled his eyes, and felt Caroline's arm hit his ribs. He glanced at her, and she glared at him playfully.

Jean shook her head at Vaughn's nickname for their daughter. "You are not calling her that, Galen." She stated, her eyes narrowing.

Vaughn looked up and smiled. "She's my daughter, and I'll call her anything I damn well please." He stated, with a wink.

Jean shook her head. "Fine, but only because I'm too tired to argue with you." She replied, leaning back against the propped up pillows.

Klaus slowly approached to get a closer look at his hybrid's daughter.

"What do you think, Klaus?" Jean asked, with a smile.

Klaus studied the little girl in Vaughn's arms. "She has potential." He replied, swallowing hard.

Jean nodded. "Just like I had potential?" She asked her brow rising.

Klaus smiled. "Well, you are my favorite." He stated, with a gleam in his eyes.

"In that case, what do you think of being my daughter's godfather?" Jean asked, with a smile.

Klaus' eyes widened at the question, and felt his eyes burn with tears. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words could come out.

Caroline gently squeezed his hand with hers, and smiled at him. Slowly he nodded, and Jean smiled. That was the answer she expected.

"Caroline, would you be her godmother?" Jean asked, looking at the blonde.

Caroline smiled and nodded. "I would be honored, Jean." She replied, emotionally.

"Thank you, Rebekah has already volunteered to be Adelaide's aunt." Jean remarked glancing at the other blonde, whose smile widened.

Vaughn wasn't paying much attention to the commotion around him; all he cared about was his daughter, and the woman who owned his heart.

Hours later, Vaughn and Klaus argued over the attention being paid to the little Adelaide. It got so bad, that Caroline and Jean had to separate their two lovers, both calling the boys little children.

Years later, when Adelaide got older, and caught the attention of a young warlock, both Klaus and Vaughn threatened to dismember him if he showed anything but honorable attentions to their little Addy.

Jean just rolled her eyes, and shook her head.

Boys would be boys, especially if the boys were a member of the Five and the Original Hybrid.

I hope you enjoyed this! I know it's not my best work, but I wanted to write it anyway.

Until Next Time...