Warnings: there's a scene where a dead sibling is thought about in 3.1, and in 4.1, there's a line about wanting to die (it's not serious, but it's there), and it mentions low self-image.

3.1

Elijah tucks Katherine's hair behind her ear. She moans, burrowing deeper into their bed.

"I'll take Matthew out for the day. Just rest."

She nods, not responding otherwise. Not that he expects her to, considering what day it is. Losing Tatia must've been awful. It still hurt her like it had just happened; he understood. He'd lost all of his siblings on the same day - the only difference was that Tatia is dead, whereas the other Mikaelson's are probably out there somewhere.

He forces himself to leave his thoughts alone, and focus on what's happening right in front of him.

"Remember to call Elena and Jeremy, alright, love?" She just nods again. He kisses her forehead. "Love you."

"Love you too," she murmurs.

He closes the door behind him softly, not wanting to wake Matthew up from his nap quite yet.

He drags his hands over his face, and leans against the wall. His free time is so rarely spent with his son, alone, that he has no idea what he's going to do. He could take Matthew to the park, but the little boy insists on going with his mom.

Grocery shopping is the only other thing coming to mind.

For someone who's going to college for a second time, he really is clueless.

He's brought out of his thoughts from a cry in Matthew's room. He hurries to his son's room to get the boy downstairs - Katherine doesn't need to be woken up this early today.

When they go downstairs, Matt quiets. Elijah lets him play on his phone while breakfast is made. Elijah, like most of the men in his family, is no chef, but his pancakes are fairly yummy.

Matthew agrees - he willingly gives Elijah his phone back to get some pancakes. The little boy digs in, while Elijah takes his time. He also checks his phone and is surprised to find that Matthew has opened google, instead of one of his baby apps.

He'd typed random letters in the search bar. Elijah goes to delete the letters, and is down to the first three, when a suggestion shows up. Mikaelson.

Intrigued, Elijah clicks on it. The New Yorker is the first hit; it says, "First Mikaelson found in so-called manhunt". A Buzzfeed article is the second hit. It's title says, "WATCH Leif Trulsson meet grandson Finn Mikaelson for first time amidst #MikaelsonManhunt."

Elijah glances back up at his son, then clicks on the video. It shows a man with a cane standing in an airport with a sign that says "FINN MIKAELSON" on it. He briefly wonders if it's the same Finn Mikaelson he knows, or if it's just a coincidence.

It's not - the old man is approached by a tall figure with a head full of hair. That hair isn't something he's forgotten in the seventeen years since he last saw his siblings - it had been Finn's pride and joy in their youth.

He has the sound down, so he hears nothing, but subtitles let him know that Finn and the old man - Leif - seem to have spoken before.

"Dada!" Matthew shouts. Elijah drops his phone to the table in surprise, and raises an eyebrow at his son.

"Yes?"

"Done!"

"Oh, Matthew, good job! You really ate a lot!" There's still a quarter of pancake left on his plate, but Elijah scoops it up and pops it into his own mouth. Matthew screeches with laughter.

He'll just have to look into the "#MikaelsonManhunt" later. He has a son to take care of.

1.4

Freya calls and then hangs up a half-second later. Then she calls again.

A woman answers, saying, "hello?"

"Uh, hi. I was calling because of the commercial…?"

"Oh! Well, Leif is not here right now. I'm his wife, Aerona. What can I do for you today, Miss?" Freya hears wife, thinks grandma, with no small amount of panic might she add, and then tells herself to shut up.

"I'm Freya Mikaelson. The oldest." She's a little abrupt, but she's so nervous she's shaking.

There's a pause, then - "I'm very happy to hear that. We'll need some proof, unfortunately. We've already gotten a prank call or two. We need to make sure, you see."

Freya nods. "Yeah, I get it. How do you want to do this?"

"Well, Finn sent us a picture of himself with his birth date and Leif's name written on a paper. Could you do that?"

Her heart constricts at Finn's name. Objectively, she's know he's been alive (or, she'd hoped he's been alive) for the last almost two decades, but to hear about something he did in real life is new. It makes this real.

"Sure," she chokes out. She hangs up, and grabs a paper off the table.

Brooke complains about her paper being stolen, but Freya doesn't pay her any mind. Graham, bless him, calms her down quickly.

Freya scribbles her birthday - April 26th - and "Leif Trulsson" down on the paper, then snaps a picture. She sends it to the number, and gets a thanks! It'll be just a moment in return.

She sits heavily, and breathes through her nose. Nina and Justin rub her back, though Nina is much more careful. Justin, firmly in his terrible twos, pulls at her hair and cries when she moves his hands away.

Everyone is quiet.

The phone rings, and she picks it up again. Trying for casual (and not anxious), she says, "what's the verdict?"

"You're her. You have to be." Freya sighs in relief. "Freya, it is so good to hear from you…."

4.1

I want to die, Klaus thinks as he hands the lady in front of him her coffee. She's going to be his last customer if he has to effing quit.

She smiles, and runs off to her life that she must love if she's smiling at a damn barista. There's a line behind where she stood, but Klaus ignores it and hands the line off to the newbie. The newbie glares; Klaus ignores that, too.

He goes to the staff bathroom, takes off every green part of his uniform, and stuffs it all in his bag. He has to get to his other job now, and it's on the other side of town, so he has to hurry.

On his way out, he hears a girl in line say something about the Mikaelson Manhunt.

Klaus would really like to stop hearing about that, please.

And yes, he's heard about it and is ignoring it. Every time he thinks about it, his cats give him these looks like they know what he's thinking and want him to feel guilty. Marcel's eyes make him feel terrible.

So, instead of dealing with it (or thinking about why his cat makes him feel so damn guilty), he just ignores it. It isn't happening. Nope.

Except, it is. And he'd really like to become the third Mikaelson found. It's too bad he's never going to take that leap.