Elijah looked at her in shock. "What do you mean you're pregnant?"

"Well how many other meanings are there?" Selina asked. "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry. I'll try to throw up more quietly."

"Are you sure you're all right?" Elijah asked.

"Well, no," Selina said. "I feel like hell. But it'll get better. Every time I think I'm well enough to get back to bed I just feel sick again. I should just live in here for the next three months."

Elijah looked thoughtful for a minute. "Do you think you could go out for a little while?" He asked. "I'm sure there are several people who need to hear this news. My mother for one."

Selina nodded. "Yeah, I should probably tell her." She left the house for Elissavetta's and once she was out of the way, Elijah got into his car and went to the store to get a bunch of different colored throw pillows and blankets and a spongy mattress cover. He arranged them in the large bathtub and when Selina got back from Elissavetta's, he told her to close her eyes.

"Why?" Selina asked. "What's going on?"

Just do it, please?" He asked.

"Oh, all right?" She said. He led her to the bathroom and told her to open her eyes.

"Why is the bathtub stuffed with pillows and blankets?"

"So you can sleep there!" He said. "It makes for a very short trip to the toilet and you're not passed out on the cold hard floor."

"Well, thank you," Selina said. "But are you sure you'll be okay with this arrangement?"

"Yes," Elijah nodded. "If I remember your other pregnancies correctly, it's only this difficult the first couple of months, right?"

Selina nodded. "I hope so." Yawning, she gave Elijah her hand. "Would you help me in there? I'm sleepy." He picked her up and put her in the toub, and then tucked her in. "Just a minute though, before you settle down," he said. He left and came back with a blood bag. "I want you to drink this," he said.
She nodded. "All right, but why wouldn't I? It's what I've been drinking for over a century. Well, that and other things."

"I'm going to go move all the alcohol," he said. "I don't want you drinking."

"Well, I don't," she said. "My doctor doesn't allow it. At least not while I'm pregnant. And I'm surprised you think I'd do something that stupid."

"Well, I don't think that," he said. "I just want to make sure you don't."

"Well, all right," Selina said. "I feel less hurt now."

He got on his knees beside the bathtub. "Just who is your doctor anyway? I don't think I've met him."

"You haven't," Selina said. "Hername's Enid and she has a bar not far from here."

"So she's not actually a doctor, is she?" Elijah asked. "Well this is just wonderful!"

"Relax," Selina said. "She got me through my last three pregnancies and they all turned out all right, didn't they? Well, aside from the fact that I got shot before I delivered Adrian, had Roxie after a car crash, and that Sam and Lucy were born at Stefan and Anna's wedding. Other than that, everything has been peachy."

"I would feel more comfortable if you had an actual doctor attending you," Elijah said. "Or at least someone with some sort of medical knowledge. Like Astrid. I'm sure if we tell her, she'll be happy to oversee your care."

Selina sighed. "Will you at least meet Enid?" Selina asked. "If you meet her and you don't like her, we can get Astrid and I won't say another word about it, but if we just leave her out without a word, she'll probably be hurt. And not that I've seen it, but I don't think Enid is someone we want to be on the bad side of. She's Vanessa's twin sister. Just something to think about."

"Fine," Elijah said. "Where can I find her?"

"The bar she runs is for werewolves," Selina said. "Or people of werewolf descent. I'm sure if you asked Nicky, he'd take you down there."

He kissed her. "It seems like that's a good idea, but I don't know if I'm comfortable with leaving you alone here. And Anna and Stefan are gone, and..."

"Call Adrian," Selina said. "I'm sure he'd be happy to come over. And bring Lenora with him."

"You've really handled her well," Elijah said. "I'm proud of you."

Selina scoffed. "Well, frankly I'm ashamed of the way I acted after Helene announced she was pregnant. I was horrible, wasn't I?"

"Well, yes," Elijah nodded. "You were, but you were in shock, so it wasn't entirely your fault." He paused. "I thought you were going to go to sleep."

Selina nodded. "I am. Are you going to go call Adrian?"

Elijah nodded. "Yes. And once he gets here, I will go see Niklaus and the two of us will go meet that so-called doctor of yours."

"Just to warn you," Selina said, "Your mother will probably be there. Nicky's father is the bartender at Enid's, and surprisingly enough, Elissavetta tends to go where he goes."

Elijah turned, his hand on the bathroom door. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, I'm afraid so. If it all gets too difficult for you to handle and you have a few drinks yourself, I won't hold it against you, I promise."

"Well that's very thoughtful of you," he said. "You just close your eyes and I'll go call Adrian and see if he can come and watch you. Then, I'll go and see Niklaus. I should be back later tonight. Are you positive you'll be all right?"

"Yeah," Selina nodded. "You just go and have a good time while you can, and then you can tell me all about it when you get back."

"Well, what now?" Klaus asked.

"Well, Selina's pregnant, for one," Elijah said.

Klaus' eyes widened. "Come in! Oh, this is just wonderful!"

"I know why you're being sarcastic," Elijah said as he and Klaus walked to the living room. "Now that we've gotten the good news out of the way, I need a favor from you. I need you to take me to a place called Enid's."

Klaus chortled. "You want to go to Enid's? Oh, that's delightful. Why?"

"Selina said the owner took care of her when she was pregnant with Adrian, Roxanne, and the twins and she wants to use her again, but first, I have to make sure that she knows what she's doing."

"She does," Klaus said. "You have my word on that."

"Well, you'll forgive me if that's not good enough," Elijah said. "I've never even met this Enid person and on top of that, Selina says she's related to Vanessa, so you understand why I'm worried, don't you?"

Klaus nodded. "I do. I do understand, believe me, and I don't blame you for wanting to be cautious, especially after what happened last time. You haven't told Selina about that, have you?"

Elijah shook his head. "Not exactly. She knows I've done things that I'm not proud of, but I haven't told her exactly what. I plan to though. Eventually. Don't you say anything to her, please."

"I promise I won't," Klaus said. He cleared his throat. "So how's Lucy? I heard she got moved ahead in school."

Elijah nodded. "Yes. She's very intelligent. You should be proud of her. It's the strangest thing. You take Lucy and you take Roxanne and you look at them, and you know right away who their mother is. Not by looks in Lucy's case, but they act a lot like Selina, don't they?"

"I've always thought that too," Klaus said. "Roxanne being a version of the Selina I knew in the good old days-"

"The murderous one, surprise, surprise," Elijah said.

"Well, yes," Klaus nodded. "And Lucy, well, I hope Lucy grows up to be like Selina is now. I would like that."

They sat in introspective silence and then Klaus cleared his throat. "So you mentioned something about wanting to visit Enid's?"

"So this is it?" Elijah asked as he and Klaus walked inside the door.

"Yeah," Klaus nodded appreciatively and tapped the wall by the door a couple of times. "Like it?"

Elijah looked around at the people in their ripped jeans and droopy t-shirts and tried not to shudder. "It has a unique charm," he said. "Now where's this Enid person Selina was talking about?"

"Oh, I don't know," Klaus said. "Sometimes she's here, sometimes she's not." He sat down at the bar and pulled a stool over so that Elijah could take a seat next to him.

"What can I get you boys?" Ronan asked, coming over to them, wiping a glass off with a rag. Elijah was about to open his mouth when Klaus stomped on his foot. "We'll have beers, both of us," Klaus said.

"It's been awhile since you've been in here, son," Ronan said to Klaus. "What's new in your life? Anything?"

Klaus shook his head. "Not really. Well, I suppose you could say I have a new romance in the works, but other than that, nothing new."

"What about Selina?" Ronan asked.

"Oh, I let her go," Klaus said. "She was holding me back," Klaus said, leaning against the counter. "She needed to be with someone more stable like my brother here," He slapped Elijah on the back. "In fact, they're going to have a child, eventually."

"Oh, so you do know!" Elissavetta strolled out and peered at Elijah. "When did she tell you?"

"Before she told even you," Elijah said. "Mother, what are you doing here?"

Ronan raised an eyebrow. " 'Mother'? Lissy, who is this?" He nodded at Elijah.

Elissavetta cleared her throat. "He's one of my children with my...other husband."

"How could you not know that?" Elijah raged. "You've been to my house! You've drunk my alcohol! You ruined my furniture! You-"

"Sit down!" Elissavetta said to him. "I won't have any fights starting. I have another grandchild on the way and I will not allow you to ruin this, Elijah. Incidently, how do you plan on telling your father? You are planning on telling him, aren't you?"

"What choice do I have?" Elijah asked. "But it's not something I'm looking forward to."

"Why not?" Elissavetta asked. "This could be the one thing that finally makes your father lighten up a little."

"You would think that," Elijah said. "And it would be true...except for the fact that Selina is the baby's mother."

"What's the problem with that?" Elissavetta asked.

"Well, Mother," Klaus said, "several years ago, like when she and I first got together back in the twenties, she was in a bit of a mood. She'd been abandoned and dumped by so many men that she was just sick of them and decided to start killing them. She got so talented at it that she caught Mikael's attention, and he decided that like with us if we killed too much, he would have to teach Selina one of his famous 'lessons.'"

"But I got her out of Paris before he had a chance to kill her and now he's after her again because she got hungry once and played with her food in too similar a way to how she did it when she was a killer," Elijah finished.

"So he doesn't know that you and Selina are married?" Elissavetta said.

"He knows I have feelings for her and he's chided me for them, but no, he doesn't know the rest. I might as well tell him about them while I'm at it," Elijah said.

Ronan looked at him with sympathy and plunked a drink down in front of him. "Seems like you could use this," he said. "It'll help build up your courage. Make you brave. We always used to drink before we went out to fight."

Elijah looked at him, then at the glass, then at him, then finally at Klaus, who nodded encouragingly, then downed the beer and asked for another.

"Are you sure?" Ronan asked him. He looked at Klaus. "Tell me," he said. "Is he the sort who can hold his drink or not?"

"Well we'll just have to see, won't we?" Klaus said, a wild glint in his eye.

Ronan looked at him dubiously.

"Oh, come on!" Klaus said. "Are you telling me you never did anything like that to any of your friends?"

"Well, all right," Ronan said and gave Elijah another beer. "But no one should hold me responsible if anything bad happens."

But nothing did happen. After his third beer, Elijah went to the piano and led the bar in a few drinking songs and then got into a darts competition with some of the other patrons.

"You know, you really aren't bad," one of them said to Elijah as he made his third bullseye. "I've never met anyone who can play as well as you."

"Well I have had years and years of practice," Elijah said. He looked over and saw a dusty mechanical bull in the corner. He stumbled over to the bar and asked Ronan, "Does anyone ride that?"

"No one has for awhile," Ronan said.

"Why don't you give it a shot?" Klaus said to Elijah. "You used to be a better rider than the rest of us."

"Oh, I don't know," Elijah said. His cheeks and nose were becoming red. "It's been awhile since I've been on a horse."

"Well then it's good that's not a real horse," Klaus said. "It'll give you practice." He looked around the bar. "Who wants to see my brother ride the mechanical bull?"

The bar burst into cheers clapping and then someone started up a chant of "Do it, do it, do it!" Elijah said, "Okay, okay!" and ambled over to the mechanical bull. With a goofy grin on his face and a bravado inspired entirely by the amound of alcohol he'd consumed, he mounted the mechanical bull and then saluted Klaus. "You want to start it up for me, brother?" he asked.

"With pleasure," Klaus said.

"Now just a minute," Elissavetta said, getting between Klaus and the mechanical bull. "I'm not so sure Selina would approve of you doing this."

"Oh, it's all right, Mother," Elijah said amidst the groans. "She told me before I left that she didn't mind if I drank all I wanted. Come on, you said yourself that this is a special occasion! I'm gonna be a father!"

"Fine!" Elissavetta threw up her hands. "Ride the bull, knock yourself unconscious for all I care. But remember that you need to be in your best form when you go see your father. With the news you're going to tell him, that wouldn't hurt you."

"He's not going to be too upset," Klaus said to his mother. "Not at his golden boy. If he didn't get mad at Elijah for sending Selina away from Paris, he certainly won't be mad about this."

Elissavetta rolled her eyes and looked at Ronan. "I'm going home," she said. "I can't watch my sons make fools of themselves any longer."

"All right," Ronan said. "See you later tonight."

After she left, Klaus looked at Elijah. "Now, where were we?"

"You were going to turn the bull on," Elijah said. "And don't bother starting it slow. I can handle a little speed."

Klaus turned the bull on and Elijah held on tight as it went back and forth, threatening to buck him. Despite the speed, he managed to hold on. The patrons began chanting, "Faster, Faster," until the bull was at its top speed and Elijah went flying off into a wall.

The noise caught the attention of someone upstairs and she came stomping down. "All right," Enid said, her dark eyes flashing. "What's going on here? What's all this noise?" She noticed Elijah over by the wall and strode over to him, looking down. "Who are you?" She asked. "I've never seen you around here that I can recall."

"He's my brother, Enid," Klaus said, struggling to pull Elijah up and brush him off. "And it's good you're here. He came to see you, actually."

"Did I?" Elijah asked, shaking his head. He giggled. "You know, it's funny. I've actually forgotten why I came here. It's a good thing you remembered."

"So what is it you needed to see me about?" Enid asked him. "Or are you too soused at the moment to remember?"

Elijah looked at Klaus. "Why did I come here?" He asked. "You tell her."

"Selina's pregnant again," Klaus told Enid. "And my brother is the father. Selina mentioned that you took care of her when she was pregnant in the past and he, for his own security, wanted to make sure that you knew what you were doing before you took care of their baby. Don't feel bad. He's a bit of a traditionalist."

"First time father, huh?" Enid said, getting down on her knees next to Elijah. "I can't blame you for being nervous."

"He actually isn't a first time father," Klaus said to Enid. "When we were human, before Vanessa came and worked her magic, he was married. He had six living children at that point and when we became vampires, he killed all of them."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Enid said. "How horrible!"

"Yes, well," Elijah finally got to his feet. "I don't really like to dwell on it. There's no point, is there?"

"Well, if there's anything I can do for you, I'll do it. All you have to do is ask. I'm fully capable of helping Selina through her pregnancy and delivery and I'd be more than happy to do so again as I have in the past," Enid told him.

"I know you mean well," Elijah told her. "But I think I would prefer to use someone else."

Enid nodded. "I understand. Congratulations. And would you tell Selina I said hello?"

"I will," Elijah said.

He looked at Klaus who was halfway through another drink. "I'd like to go, Niklaus."

"So go," Klaus said. "I don't see what you need me for."

Elijah rolled his eyes, went outside, stuck his head in the water barrel and then, after drying himself off, went back into the bar, pulled Klaus away from his drink, and the two of them drove away from Enid's and toward his father's house. When he paused at a stoplight, he pulled out his phone to call Selina and see how she was doing. No one answered the phone right away, so he kept letting it ring, wondering what could be taking her so long. He hoped she was all right.

"So remind me again why you were in the bathtub when we got here?" Adrian asked.

"Well," Selina said, "I'm pregnant again, and sick sometimes and your uncle thought it would be easier if I slept in the bathroom somehow so that I would be closer to the toilet, yet not sleeping on the bathroom floor. He found me that way once and I have to admit that it wasn't incredibly comfortable."

"Another kid?" Adrian asked. "Geez."

"Oh, come on!" Selina said. "It's been six years since the last one. It's not like I'm pushing out kids one right after the other. Besides, I think it would be good for your uncle to have at least one kid that he can actually call his own."

"So you're doing this for him?" Adrian said.

"Well, and for me too," Selina replied. "With Lucy at school all day I need something to do with myself."

"If you need something to do with yourself while Lucy is at school, you could always babysit Lenora," Adrian said. "Never a dull moment there."

"I am not a baby!" Lenora said, frowning. She raised her hand and Adrian grabbed her wrist. "You so much as move your pinky and we're going to go home and you'll be in timeout," Adrian said. "You know what happens when you move your hand around."

Lenora stomped her foot. "Fine," she said and Adrian let her wrist go.

Selina tried not to laugh, but it was hard. "What's so funny?" Adrian asked.

"So she's figured out the results a sudden hand movement can have?"

"Yes," Adrian sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Some days I just want to have Helene call up Hazel and be like 'Take Lenora's powers away, please!' That's what I should have done instead of having Helene make her werewolf side dormant. It's easy to manage that. All she has to do is not kill anyone and it won't get activated. No unexpected surprises there."

"Not necessarily," Selina said. "You can't always control what little kids do. I mean, in my case, Mama had every intention for me not to be a werewolf, but when I was five, I almost killed our overseer. She didn't know I was going to do it and but for the interference of my cousin Michael, it would have happened. You just never know."

"I'm bored," Lenora said. "Let's do something!"

"How about we make a cake?" Selina suggested. "Do you want to make a cake?"

"I like cake!" Lenora said and followed Selina into the kitchen. When she realized Adrian was following her, she turned around. "May we help you?"

"What? I don't get to make cake too?" He asked.

Selina began pulling receipe books out. "Well if I recall, you used to think that baking was a girls' job!"

"Well that was when I was a kid!" Adrian said. "I'm much more enlightened now."

"Should we let him stay, Lenora?" Selina asked.

Lenora gave her father a considering look. "Okay!" she said.

Selina plunked a stack of books in front of Adrian. "How about the two of you look through those and pick out a receipe?"

Lenora grabbed a book from the middle of the pile and sent the rest clattering to the floor. "Oopsie," she said. "Sorry, grandma."

Selina sighed. "It's all right, Lenora." She looked at Adrian. "Where's Helene today?"

"She'll be here eventually," Adrian said. "She and Alistair had to do a thing."

"A thing?" Selina repeated. "How specific."

After awhile, Lenora said, "I found one! I found a cake!"

"Let me see," Selina said. "Oh, a chocolate one. Good choice!"

"Do we have all the stuff?" Lenora asked.

"If we don't, I'd be happy to do a grocery run," Adrian said.

Selina sat Lenora on the counter next to the sink and looked the receipe over. "I think we have everything. Except for the eggs. Would you go and get eggs please, Adrian?"

"No problem," he said. He grabbed his keys and headed for the door. "You want to come with me to the store, Lenora?"

"No, thank you, Daddy," Lenora said. "I'll stay here."

"All right," Adrian said. "Whatever." He left the house and Selina and Lenora continued to pull out ingriedients and utensils for the cake.

"We need two cups of flour, some sugar, some butter..." Lenora took the bag of flour, stuck her hands in, and began pulling out handfuls and putting them in the bowl.

"No, no, no!" Selina said when she noticed this. "You're supposed to use a measuring cup." She dumped the flour down the sink and stuck a measuring cup in the flour bag. "Like this, Lenora. See?"

"Okay," Lenora said. Then she stuck her hand in the bag again and threw a handful that got Selina right in the face. Selina spat and wiped it out of her eyes. "What did you do that for?" She asked.

Lenora pushed her blonde hair out of her eyes and smiled. "Cause I felt like it," she sad.

Selina grabbed the sprayer from the sink and turned the water on, soaking Lenora from head to toe. "Well, I felt like doing that!" She said.

Lenora burst out laughing and soon, cake forgotten, they were involved in a big food fight that didn't end until Adrian returned with the eggs.

"What the hell is going on here?" He asked.

"We got a little distracted," Selina said.

"Well, I can see that," Adrian said. "Now are we gonna make this cake or what?"

They made the cake, but as they were cutting it, Selina began to feel sick to her stomach. "I'm just gonna run to the bathroom," Selina said. "I'm not feeling too well."
Adrian put the knives away and then offered to come with her. That left Lenora alone in the kitchen, and with a sweep of her hands, all the cupboard and drawers in the kitchen opened and untensils and plates and bowls began flying around the room just as a car pulled up outside. Helene parked in the driveway and went in the side door that led to the kitchen, ducking just in time to avoid a flying knife.

"Lenora!" She yelled. Suddenly, everything that had been airborne clattered to the floor and Lenora turned around, face flushed. "Hi, Mommy," she said. "You're pretty."

"Oh, don't 'you're pretty' me, young lady," Helene said. "What are you doing? Where are Daddy and Grandma?"

"Grandma didn't feel good, so she and Daddy are in the bathroom," Lenora said.

Helene picked the knives up off the floor and put them on the counters. "What have I told you about playing with knives, Lenora?" She asked.

"To not to," Lenora said.

"Well, then don't!" Helene told her. "It's not that hard!"

"But they were flying in the air," Lenora said. "I was having fun!"

"I don't care!" Helene said. "What if a knife had flown the wrong way and cut your cheek or your neck? You could be really hurt!"

"I would get better," Lenora said. "I always get better."

"Even so," Helene said through her teeth, "No playing with knives or matches or anything that could hurt you. They aren't toys."

Just then, the phone rang. "Hello?" Helene said. "Oh, hi, Elijah. Oh, I don't know, I'm sorry. I'm sure she's fine, but let me go get Adrian for you." She kept the phone in one hand and took Lenora's hand in the other. They left the kitchen, Helene calling for Adrian.

"What's going on?" Adrian asked as he and Selina emerged from the bathroom. "Oh, Helene, you got here!"

"Elijah's on the phone," Helene said, handing it to Selina. "He sounds worried."

Selina took the phone from her. "Hello? No, I'm fine. Just a little usual upset stomach. I'm better now though, at least for the moment. Adrian and that bunch are here and looking out for me. Are you all right? You did? Did you have fun?" Her eyes widened. "You're doing what? Are you sure that's a good idea?" She sighed. "Well, all right. If you think that's best, I'll trust you. Goodbye, honey." She sighed heavily and gave Helene the phone to hang up.

"What's the matter?" Adrian asked.

"Elijah says he needs to go and tell his father about what's going on with me," she said. "You know, because it affects him too."

Adrian's eyes widened. "Has he completely lost his mind? That could be big trouble for you!"

"I know," Selina said. "But I'm choosing to trust him. I know he would never intentionally do anything that would hurt me, especially not now. Besides, he has your father with him, so if worse comes to worse, Nicky might take care of Mikael for me. He used to mention how he always wanted to do that."

"Where is it that we're going again?" Klaus asked.

"To see my father," Elijah said.

"Why? Not for the reason I think you're going to see him," Klaus said. "Is that the reason?"

"Well, he has to know that she's expecting his grandchild," Elijah said. "It's just polite, that's all. And him knowing that might be the one thing that saves her. Did you ever think about that?"

"I think you've lost your mind!" Klaus said. "He's been trying to kill her for years. This isn't gonna change his mind!"

"Yes, it will!" Elijah insisted. "If he knows that she's carrying a future Mikaelson, he'll at least let her stay alive until the baby's born."

"And then what?" Klaus asked. "Are you just gonna let him come after her again? If you don't do something about this, you'll be as bad as I was years ago. She told you she didn't want to keep running from him all her life, so we need to come up with a more permanent solution after your child is born."

"Oh, I know," Elijah said. "And I'll think of one, don't you worry."

They reached Mikael and Aleksandr's house and when they opened the door and went inside, shouting met their ears.

"What is that?" Elijah asked as Aleksandr came toward them.

"Mother's returned," Aleksandr said. "Told me she wanted to have a word with Father and fool that I was I let her in. They've been fighting ever since. I've tried to stem the fighting, but I've had no luck." He looked appealingly at Elijah. "Would you give it a try, brother?"

"I could," Elijah nodded. "Where are they?"

Aleksandr led them to a room concealed by a heavy oak door. There was yelling coming from inside the room. Together, Elijah and Aleksandr opened the door and Elijah went inside, standing just inside the door, watching his parents square off:

"...How dare you come back into my home, you whore!" Mikael thundered. "I should have killed you years ago!"

"You can call me what you want, but I have never felt shame for what I did!" Elissavetta said. "Ronan made me feel loved and appreciated. Something you never did, you cold, heartless monster!"

Mikael gave Elissavetta a hard slap across the cheek. "Silence!" He said. "I will not be spoken to like that!" He pushed her to the floor and was about to give her a swift kick in the abdomen when a voice stopped him.

"What are you doing, Father?" Elijah called out.

Mikael turned. "Elijah! What are you doing here?"

With hesitation, Elijah stepped further into the room, coming to stand next to his father. "I came because I have something to tell you," he said, avoiding his father's eyes. "Something that will make you happy."

"You haven't come to tell him about Selina, have you?" Elissavetta said, wincing as she sat up.

"Who's Selina?" Mikael asked.

"My wife," Elijah said. "She's expecting our first child."

"Well, that's good news," Mikael said, slapping Elijah on the back. "Let's go have a drink."

Suddenly, Elissavetta burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Mikael asked.

"Oh, nothing," she said. "Just that eventually there will be a surprise in store for you." A grin spread over Elissavetta's face. She got up and advanced toward Mikael. "Selina? For the longest period of time, she was known as Sera Gardner. Is that name familiar to you?"

Mikael's eyes widened. "Lonely Heart!" He turned to Elijah. "You're having a child with Lonely Heart?"

"Yes, he is," Elissavetta nodded. "And I know that if I let you live, you'll just cause trouble. And we can't have that. Not when things are so perfect now." With a yell, she grabbed hold of a stunned Mikael and shoved him at Elijah before producing a dagger from behind her back and plunging it into Mikael's middle.

Elijah stiffened, his mouth wide with shock, dropping his father's body to the floor. He looked at Elissavetta, who was breathing heavily. "I'm sorry you had to see that, Elijah," she said. "But it's the only thing that can be done now to keep Selina and your child safe. You know that."

"I do," Elijah said when he could finally speak. "I understand." Giving his father one last glance, he turned on his heel and walked toward the door. "I brought Niklaus with me," He told his mother. "I'm sure he'd be more than willing to look after Father's body until things are safe again."

They appeared in the front room and stared at Klaus in silence for a few minutes.

"What's happened?" Klaus asked, standing up.

"It's done," Elissavetta said to him quietly. "Mikael has been immobilized. Selina will be able to go through her pregnancy without worry now. Go home both of you and tell her the good news."

"All right, Mother," Klaus said. Elijah was still in shock over what he'd seen his mother do, so Klaus had to half lead, half carry him out of the house and back to his car, where he put him in the passenger seat and took over the position as driver. The ride was silent until they reached Selina and Elijah's.

"Are you going to be all right?" Klaus asked Elijah.

Elijah nodded. "I'll be fine," he said. "I just need a little time to digest all this. That's all."

"I could stay the night with you, if you like," Klaus said.

"I would like that," Elijah said. They went inside the house and found Selina sitting on the sofa in the living room. She looked worn out.

"Are you all right?" Klaus asked her. "What happened to you?"

"I spent the day with Lenora," Selina said.

Klaus nodded. "Well, that explains it. Consider it a victory you made it out in one piece."

"I'm going to go to our room," Elijah said to Selina. "Will you be coming soon?"

"Sure," Selina nodded. Elijah walked away, and then Selina said to Klaus, "What's wrong with him?"

"He should be the one to tell you," Klaus said. "But I promised I'd stay here tonight, for moral support, you know."

"All right," Selina nodded. "Pick any room you want to stay in, and Lucy gets done with school in about an hour. Would you go and pick her up? It would be a nice surprise for her and she has loads to tell you."

"Of course," Klaus nodded. "That won't be a problem."

"Thanks," Selina grinned. "You're a big help." She got up and walked to her bedroom where Elijah sat on the bed, looking melancholy.

"So what happened?" Selina asked. "Something awful, I take it."

"Well, in a way it's not entirely awful," Elijah said, running a hand over her arm. "When Niklaus and I arrived at my father's house to tell him about you, we found him and my mother engaged in a fight. She was the one who told him that you were expecting, and then she-" He paused and took a deep breath. "She daggered him," he finished quietly. "Today I saw my mother dagger my father."

"She did what?" Selina asked. "My god, that's genius! Why didn't we think of that years ago? It would have saved a lot of running around."

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she felt terrible. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said, putting her head on his shoulder. "I know you and your father were close in a way."

"That doesn't matter," Elijah said. "If my mother hadn't daggered him, I would have done it myself to save you. There's no question about that. I'd pick you every time."

She looked up at him. "Well, thank you," she said. "Thank you for picking me." Then she looked down at her stomach. "I mean for picking us."