Summary: The Mikaelsons and friends have a showdown with the Hollow when it is bent on sacrificing the baby, and the aftermath.

A/N: Hey All! Time flies and we have come to the end of this story. Thank you so much for the constant support and encouraging messages. Thank you so much for hanging around to the end. It has been a fruitful and encouraging learning experience and I had fun interacting and sharing ideas with you. I do hope that you have had a positive reading experience overall too. I'll be working on short stories of Freya and Keelin but due to a hectic schedule, they won't be out anytime soon but I do hope that you'll keep an eye out for them when they're released. Oh, and they'll be posted on AO3. Take care and enjoy your weekends.

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Keelin couldn't believe that she was still alive.

Her belly emitted warmth once again just before the Hollow brought the dagger down to her belly, as though reacting to her emotions. The dagger was abruptly stopped mid-air and knocked out of the Hollow's grip before it buried deep into the corner of the brick wall.

Shocked by what had just happened, the Hollow cursed in anger and released the clenched fist. At last the magical hold on her body was lifted but the waves of contractions returned and Keelin wrenched in pain.

"Seems like you've lost something very important," Klaus pointed to the embedded dagger. Earlier Klaus and Marcel arrived just in time to catch the whole dagger flying incident. The dagger should be important to the Hollow since the Hollow was bent on sacrificing the unborn child with it. Grab the dagger and run, that was his plan.

Utilizing his vamp speed, he sped next to the dagger. "Perhaps I should destroy it if it seems so important to you." There was an evil smile before he reached for the hilt.

"How dare you!" Furious, the Hollow cursed with fiery blue glowing eyes.

Just as the Hollow finished cursing, Marcel dashed towards the Hollow but was sharply stopped by an invisible force and magically lifted into the air. The Hollow raised another arm and Klaus joined Marcel to hang in the air too. Clenching both fists with force, the air was magically choked out of them. They kicked helplessly in the air and grasped for breath.

There was no sign of Freya in the fiery blue eyes, yet Keelin could feel her, and knew that Freya was somewhere inside. With all her might, Keelin threw herself forward and grabbed Freya's leg from behind.

"I know you're still in there Freya," Keelin murmured. "Freya, please fight the Hollow!"

Deep in her heart she still believed that Freya could hear her, she wanted so badly to reach out to her wife. The Hollow however, was still intent on magically choking the others and didn't pay heed to Keelin.

Buzzing chants resonated into the room and it amplified as the seconds went by. A mini whirlwind magically appeared from thin air and stirred in the room. Loose items flew off the shelves and twirled around the room in circles. The room became foggy as visions were clouded.

Klaus and Marcel suddenly landed on their backs as they were released from the Hollow's magical grip. The Hollow looked around in surprise, trying to find the source of the magical disruption when it realized that its magic was contained within the magic circle and that fog emitted from the rims of the magic circle, greatly reducing visibility.

"How dare you trick me to enter the magic circle?" The Hollow bellowed in anger when it realized that its magic was contained within the circle, and that Keelin had deliberately positioned herself in the room at the very first place. The Hollow stepped forth to leave the circle but was rebounded back into the magic circle.

"Fools! You think that you can trap me here?" the Hollow sneered and began to work its magic to counter the invisible barrier.

"You promised, Freya. You promised to protect me. Don't break your promise." Keelin saw her chance and she distracted the Hollow. The Hollow finally turned its attention to Keelin.

"I will kill you first, and then your baby," the Hollow raised its arm and prepared to prepare a magical strike but the Hollow froze on the spot, as though it was immobilized.

"Keelin…" the word came out from the Hollow's lips, this time softer and more tender than usual.

Keelin looked up to be greeted by a warm pair of green eyes.

"Run…"

Keelin shook her head vigorously. "Freya, fight the Hollow. Please!"

"Keelin…run," the words came out shakier. The green pair of eyes returned to glow a fiery blue again.

"What did you all do?" The Hollow screamed at Keelin and looked at the others in shock.

"What is that?" The Hollow finally noticed a Grimoire magically strapped overhead on the ceiling.

"You realized too late!" Vincent said as he entered the room, followed by Elijah. He continued chanting and channelled Elijah for magical prowess. Davina entered the room and held on to Kol's hand, channelling the Mikaelson for magical strength too. She went to stand next to Vincent and they chanted in symphony.

"Nooooooooooooooo."

A strong invisible force pulled the spirit out from Freya's body. The fiery blue light was sucked and it left via Freya's eyes and mouth, trailing behind were strains of blue ribbons before they combined and formed a fiery ball of light in the air. The fiery blue ball spun and twirled and rose higher and higher till it was sucked straight into Esther's Grimoire.

Esther's Grimoire slammed shut and hit the floor with a thud while an exhausted looking Freya dropped to her knees on the ground. There were cautious stares at Esther's Grimoire but these were forgotten once Keelin screamed madly. Even before Keelin could savour the moment of reunion with Freya, her contractions returned and she trembled in pain.

The room immediately transformed into a delivery room with speed as the Mikaelsons set it up in a wink and Josh arrived with a compelled medical team. The rest of the Mikaelsons waited outside patiently while the medical team got to work.

"Freya…," Keelin called out in exhaustion and Freya immediately went to her side and held onto her pregnant wife's palm.

"You're alive! You're alive!" Keelin sobbed uncontrollably, still processing the day's events. It felt surreal to be finally reunited with Freya.

Freya returned a reassuring hug and bent forward to give an encouraging kiss to her forehead.

"Keelin, I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm fine."

Keelin nodded her head slightly, acknowledging her assurance before she shook her head furiously when a sharp pain jolted through her body. "It hurts, Freya. It hurts," her lips turned pale and she gasped for air. It hurt so much that she started clawing Freya's arm.

Freya's heart sunk on seeing her wife suffer the pain of child labour and she gripped her hand tightly, hoping to give Keelin strength. Her other arm reached out to gently stroke Keelin's oversized tummy, coaxing the baby to calm down.

"Now, you shouldn't be naughty and make it so difficult for your mummies to see you, right?" Freya whispered before kissing Keelin's tummy.

By now, Keelin was beyond exhaustion but she still found the energy to smile at Freya's tenderness. She wasn't sure whether Freya's coaxing really worked on the baby or whether it was her own neurological nerves playing a trick on her but the pain had lessened considerably.

"Keelin, push. C'mon honey, you can do it," Freya squeezed her hand tight.

Keelin bit her lips. She was a fighter, she would not admit defeat. She survived the Hollow and would bring the baby to this world even if this was the last thing she would do. Keelin gritted her teeth and pushed with all her might and with her last breath, the cries of a baby girl echoed into the air.

"45 dead in mafia gun shootout in New Orleans"

The headlines of a local newspaper flashed the heading in bold Times New Roman font.

Death of the Hollow's followers were covered up as a gun shootout between two mafia gangs. In the wake of the Hollow's defeat, New Orleans returned to be bustling with tourist activities where the supernatural was just a myth in the eyes of the public. Vincent and Josh continued to rule the underground and they maintained the order that they had already established.

A chapter regarding the Hollow magically appeared in Esther's Grimoire. Pages containing information all about the Hollow magically appeared in the middle of the Grimoire and the table of contents automatically updated to include "The Hollow" for future witch casters. The Mikaelsons continued to be the custodian of Esther's Grimoire.

Keelin returned to the bedroom at night after finishing the blood packs from the mini fridge and found Freya sprawled on the bed, totally overwhelmed by exhaustion after another day of babysitting duties. The baby crib placed beside their bed and the little one was in deep sleep.

Keelin slipped into bed and snuggled up to Freya, and pulled a blanket over them. Lying in bed, she wore a drowsy smile when she reflected on her life. It was bliss. She had a family of her own now – a small family of three and they were happy, very happy. Basking in bliss, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, anticipating a future filled with warmth and love.