Hello all! I'm sorry for not updating as much as i use to. Life has been a bit crazy. But i'm come bearing a gift! Here's the next chap! Hope you enjoy!-JasZ
Several days later,
Kol appears at the Westphall household where everyone is gathered. He knows that he will most likely be kicked out but his daughter will be there. As he knocks he waits for the door to open. A gift in hand for his baby girl. The door opens and the petite form of Davina Claire is there staring up at him.
"Oh, it's you." She pouts as she steps aside. "Come in… (Y/N) and Krissy aren't here yet."
Kol walks inside to see Kaleb nibbling on a cheeto. His eyes on the television as scenes of 'The Walking Dead' flash. Josh and Aiden are on the love seat as they scoff at Maggie's lack of worriment over her sister. Rebekah walks into the front room with a drink, Hayley, Cami and Eva with her as they go to the yard where Klaus, Vincent, Elijah and Finn are currently huddled over a grill. Hope is playing at with the doll house not too far.
"Should she be in the room while they watch that?" Kol questions with a cocked eyebrow.
"What a major turn of events." Kaleb mumbles as he turns to face his cousin. "Hope has watched worse things. Trust me. The things your brother watches around the girl is rather… questionable."
"Take a seat just don't say anything stupid or your ass will be kicked."Davina goes to sit by Kaleb.
Kol sits down and watches the show that everyone is obsessing over. It isn't until there's a knock on the door that Davina quickly gets up and goes to the door. There you stand with the baby carrier. Marcel giving you a sour expression as Mama pushes into the apartment.
Walking into the apartment, you set the carrier down with Davina at your side.
"(Y/N) give me… Give me… Give me…" Davina bounces on her feet as you laugh at your sister.
"Dang Dee, baby fever much?" You unstrapped the baby and pick her up to hand her over to the eager teenager. Davina is over the moon seeing that baby girl dressed in a romper that Davina had bought for her. "Kal, put a baby in her quick."
"Do you and everyone else in this bloody family want me to die?" Kaleb strolls over to stand beside Davina and the baby girl.
"No." Davina and the others answer while Marcel says yes.
Kol watches from far. Hearing his baby coo at his cousin and his girl. He could have had that with You. But he was to prideful and angry at the world. His daughter would be bought up thinking her father didn't want anything to do with her. That drives a knife into his chest. He knew the feeling of yearning for some affection from his mother and father. He never received it. Nor did he get it from his siblings. They were in their little circle of secrets and loyalty. He doesn't want Krista to feel the way he did. To yearn for affection form a parent.
"You know you can get closer, I'm not going to bite you if you want to carry your own daughter." You call out to Kol. Who turns to face you.
Kol gets up from his seat and strolls over to where everyone is huddled to peer at his daughter. You see her dark hair, and big innocent eyes peering up at the faces. Her little hands clenching and unclenching. The cooing sounds that escape her little bow mouth. Kol has never seen any baby look so lovely.
"I got her a gift." He lifts a small bag and hands it to you.
Taking the bag, you offer a smile at Kol. Who slightly shuffles back to his seat. You poke Davina at her side causing the girl to yelp and whirl her head to face you. The baby still starting up at Kaleb who is talking to her. Telling her about all the things he's going to show her.
"Can you let Kol hold her?" You whisper to her.
"But, -"
"Davi, please. I know you dislike him. but he is Krista's dad. We wouldn't have her if he wasn't involved."
Releasing a sigh, Davina whispers to Kaleb who offers a smile. Davina shifts slightly and goes off to Kol. Kicking his shoe, getting his attention. Looking up to see the petite girl with his daughter in arms. She gestures to him. eagerly he does as he's told and in seconds his daughter is in his arms for the second time in her life. The little girl shifts slightly but remains silent. Her big orbs stare up at him. a questionable look upon her face.
"Hello, Love." Kol whispers as he carefully removes a hand from her back and strokes her cheek. "You look lovely. I hope you don't mind me being here or holding you. I got you something. Hopefully your mother will allow you to wear it."
You watch from your spot; your heart softens at the slight. Father and Daughter together. From the corner of your eye you can see Aiden with his camera taking photos of the pair. Slowly you go over to your daughter and her father. Sitting beside him you lean over to peer at your baby girl.
"She doesn't mind being held by her daddy." You coo as Krista wrinkles her nose.
"You are welcome to open the gift now or whenever you want." Kol mumbles.
You look up at him and smile. Ever so slowly you open the bag and pull out box. Raising an eyebrow you open the box to spot a rose gold necklace. A small pedant of a Humming bird dangles from the chain. Engraved the pedant is Krista's initials and the date of her birth.
"Why a humming bird?" You question
"Humming birds are to stop time. And that's when my world stop for just a moment when I held her in my arms just after she was born. The Humming birds are said to be tiny but courageous as a lion. There is no doubt that Krissy will be just that." Kol states ignoring the looks from his family and friends.
"It's lovely, Kol. We'll have to wait to put it on her. She'll have to grow a bit before we put it on."
"You're not going to toss it?"
"I'm not heartless Kol. You are welcomed to be in her life."
Kol eyes the woman he hurt. Her eyes so sincere and yet the lingering emotion of hurt still rears up. He will mend the damage he's done. But first he has to be there for his baby girl. And because she's first, he'll make damn sure her mother is damn well following. Without the pair knowing the rest of the family are making bets on his next screw up…
There you have it! I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you guys think of this and what you want to happen next. My muse seems to be on holiday. Thanks for all the love-JasZ
