Author's note: Another quick thank you to Kperry1234, Luxe, Words-of-Miss-Pierce and Guest for reviewing. Just to clarify I meant identical boy/girl twins which is extremely rare but possible. Keep following and reviewing as more reviews makes this author write faster.
Diana's POV
Dear Diary, Father had just told me he was happy for me which in turn filled me with bliss as I was finally accepted and my mistakes forgiven. I was going to have identical boy/girl twins which were a real shock to my system as I was just getting used to being pregnant. Two babies, my God I'm going to be one busy mother, double trouble is the only thought running through my head at this moment. Marcel was pleased for me and is actually being pretty decent to me; he's offering to support me. It's getting late and I'm sleeping longer now so good night. I put my diary to the side and closed my eyes in preparation for sleep. Sleep swarmed me and I was at rest.
I awoke in the middle of the night to pee, as you know pregnant women pee a lot and suddenly developed a craving for chocolate mint ice cream with a chocolate flake. Oh I could almost taste that creamy rich chocolate mint as I made my way down the stairs to the freezer, which currently contained nothing but ice cream. It is literally the only thing I crave at the moment, mint, and chocolate, vanilla I wanted them all. I eased myself down the last step and onto the floor and then made my way to the kitchen.
I walked into the kitchen and then the next thing I knew was searing agony, bits of glass digging into my skin as I tried to get up. I had fallen due to blood and alcohol which had been spilt on the floor, no doubt from Father's party, and I couldn't get up. Damn it, I was only 2 months pregnant and not even that big but for the love of God I couldn't get up. I tried moving closer to the kitchen counter in order to attempt to pull myself up using it as help but I just fell back down into the glass. I decided to call for help.
"FATHER, UNCLE ELIJAH, AUNT BEKAH, I need help. HELP! Please help" I shouted out furiously. I could feel my strength slipping away and so I prayed. Prayed my babies would be alright. Prayed someone would come. Prayed I wouldn't die. I'm not going to die I chanted mentally as I softly slipped into the darkness, the numbness, the nothingness
Rebekah's POV
Bloody hell, what is that racket? I asked myself as I awoke to find my name being shouted and then the silence that followed. I quickly realized it was Diana and so listened for her heartbeat to find she was downstairs. Her fading heartbeat. I ran into the kitchen to find my niece sprawled out on the floor, blood oozing all around and prayed that I wasn't too late to save her, damn it I should have cleaned up. It was my party, mine and Klaus's. I lifted her onto the kitchen counter and fed her my blood, hoping she would open her eyes.
I love my niece, she is as alike to me as she is to Klaus but better than us both. She is our family's only hope; she binds us all together through common love of her and now our grandchildren. I hope that the babies are fine but I would prefer my niece over them, selfish as it seems, Diana brings the light out of us all. Out of me and Klaus the most but also out of Elijah. My good brother and my bad brother. Please God save her, I lost my faith in You but if You are here help her. Save her.
Elijah's POV
I could feel my sister's unrest as I got up and then felt the pain of Diana, my lovely niece and realised she was the cause of Bekah's worry. Bekah's worry awakened me and now I see why. I decided to wake Klaus, for although I am unsure as to what happened it is bad.
"Niklaus, brother, wake up. Something's happened" I said and he awoke immediately. We made our way down to the kitchen, frantically worrying about Diana. I saw her. Blood was pushing through her skin and marring her beauty, she was still bleeding.
"I found her like this. We should call Marcel and Sophie to see if she can help. I fed her my blood and am trying to staunch the wounds but it isn't working" Bekah worried.
"I'll do it" I offered as I left the room.
Klaus POV
My lovely daughter, lying there so still and pale, was in danger as a result of my mistakes. My carelessness, my mistakes. Damn it, I kicked the wall as Rebekah tried to help her. We all tried to help her, I fed her my blood, Elijah his, Bekah hers but nothing worked. We were waiting for the witch to come, Sophie. What of my grandchildren, the Original grandchildren? My dangerous mistakes caused this and if they and my darling daughter don't survive I will wreak revenge upon myself. It's my entire fault. The little witch is here and she needs to save my lovely daughter and her babies, my grandchildren or else. I stood unsure as Sophie chanted her spells and then Diana's eyes twitched...
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