Chapter Forty Four: Bring Me to Life

"All this time I can't believe I couldn't see

Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me

I've been sleeping for a thousand years it seems

Got to open my eyes to everything

Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul

Don't let me die here, there must be something more

Bring me to life…"

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(Annabelle's POV)

The warm Louisiana sun was barely peeking over the horizon when I woke up. I could see the sky was turning a soft gray-pink in the distance while the birds began their morning song.

Then, of course, having a Hybrid wrapped around you like a vine would wake anyone up from being too warm. I chuckled, peering down at Klaus.

He was nestled between my legs, his head still resting against my lower stomach, both arms resting up along my sides. I was thoroughly caged in, but I didn't mind one bit.

Running a hand though his hair, I felt him stir slightly. His tired blue eyes opened slowly as he pressed his ear more firmly against my stomach. I felt his lips curve against my skin as he listened.

"He's sleeping," Klaus murmured softly.

"Who says it's a boy? Maybe it's a girl," I said with a smile. Klaus moved his head to rest his chin right below my belly button, his gaze full of humor.

"Perhaps," he agreed. "If it is a girl, she'll probably be as big of a terror as her mother is." I laughed, cuffing the side of his head gently. Klaus chuckled, pressing a soft kiss right above where our child slept soundly. I sighed at the feeling, my heart melting at the sight.

Klaus continued to press feather-light kisses along the slope of my lower abdomen, crawling slowly up my body. My sigh turned to a gasp as the friction between our skin sent heated sparks down my spine. Klaus reached the sensitive skin between my breasts, scraping his teeth lightly along my flesh. I moaned softly, sliding my fingers into his hair, rocking my hips against his.

"Annabelle," Klaus groaned quietly. His lips trailed up to my throat, his tongue sliding along my now hammering pulse. I tilted my head back to give him better access. I rolled my hips against his again, my desire warming me now.

"Please," I beseeched.

Klaus placed his hands on either side of my head, trapping me in a new, intimate way. His eyes blazed into mine before he lowered himself to kiss me. Our lips met and parted, sliding together in a slow dance. Slowly, Klaus eased into me, inch by inch. I broke the kiss, gasping and biting my lip at the heady feeling of him being inside me again.

Moving my hands to his back, I trailed my nails along his skin, softly at first then sharply as I encouraged him to pick up the pace. Klaus refused, keeping the pace slow and easy, tormenting me.

"Klaus," I hissed. His lips curved against my neck as he nipped the skin under my ear. I wrapped my legs around him and we both moaned as he slid deeper inside me. Klaus bucked against me and I clenched him tighter to me.

In a flash, I had him on his back with my hands grasping his shoulders. I would have laughed at his shocked expression but I was too wrapped up in my desire. My nails sunk into his skin as I rode him slowly, then faster. I tilted my head back, groaning and biting my lip. Klaus's hands gripped my hips, not too tightly, as we moved together.

When his hands began to move against my dewy skin, I murmured his name. I leaned down and our lips crashed together, tongue twining and teeth nipping. I cried out as one hand moved to rub my clit in slow, tantalizing circles.

"Come for me, love," Klaus whispered sensually.

Then he was sitting up, gripping my hips again, grounding inside me deliciously. I cried out, rolling my hips desperately. I gripped his neck and his hair, while he bit down on my shoulder- with his teeth, not his fangs.

My world came undone as I climaxed. I felt all my muscles tightening as I cried out Klaus's name again as he groaned mine. I trembled as I rode us both to finish, and everything seemed to shatter into bright shards of glass.

I collapsed against Klaus and he laid us both down gently, cradling me to his chest. I heard the fierce pounding of my heart and both of us trying to catch our breath. Klaus ran a hand down my hair.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked softly. I snorted, looking up at him with an amused expression.

"Hardly," I replied, pressing a firm kiss to his lips. Klaus's hand moved to my belly again.

"I'm just worried…" I rested my own hand against his cheek, running my thumb along his stubbly jaw.

"There's no need to worry. Junior is fine," I said reassuringly. Klaus's eyes warmed.

"Junior?" he repeated. I giggled. Klaus gazed down at me, moving to trace my cheek.

"I have not heard that in a while," he whispered, sounding suddenly sad. I tilted my head at him.

"I haven't really had a reason to giggle in the past few weeks," I remarked. I sighed deeply, resting my cheek against his chest again. I wrapped an arm around his middle to hold him close.

"There's a full moon in two or three days," Klaus said, obviously changing the subject. I felt a twinge in my heart, wondering if he would ever forgive me for my lies and if I could ever forgive myself.

"I'll have to shift," I replied softly. I felt Klaus's concern and I looked back up at him. "I've shifted before; after I found out I was pregnant. There's no danger to the baby if I do."

"Are you sure?" Klaus asked, his eyes searching mine. I nodded.

"But shifting for the full moon is different than shifting on your own free will, for both of us," Klaus said. "How can you be certain you and the baby will be fine when all your bones will be breaking?" I stared at him for a moment.

"I'm not sure," I admitted finally. "But the werewolves in my family have shifted with and without the full moon before while carrying a baby… I can only assume if they did it, that means there's no danger to the pregnancy."

"None of your ancestors were carrying the child of a Hybrid," Klaus reminded me. I nodded.

"True," I conceded. "I'm sure it's not that much different." Klaus frowned a little but he let that go.

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(Klaus's POV)

As the day progressed, Annabelle and I wandered around New Orleans, avoiding the most crowded parts of the Quarter. I kept my eye out for any of Marcel's day walkers or Marcel himself.

It wasn't long before he found us.

"Anna! Klaus!"

I felt Annabelle's hand tighten in mine, her pulse leaping slightly and her breath quickening. I turned to smile easily at Marcel, moving Annabelle behind me slightly without being obvious.

"Hello, Marcel," I said coolly. Marcel flashed a grin before focusing on my mate with curious dark eyes.

"My, my, Anna, don't you look pretty today?" Marcel purred, giving her a flirty wink. I growled softly and felt Anna's nails bite into my skin as a warning.

"Thank you, Marcel," Anna replied politely. She wore a pretty, flowy navy skirt with a coral pink button down shirt, her hair loose and tumbling around her shoulders. Her eyes were shaded with sunglasses.

"And not bad yourself, Klaus," Marcel joked, clapping me on the shoulder. I resisted rolling my eyes, knowing Marcel had seen me in jeans and a dark button down before. The vampire had a strange sense of humor.

"What are you guys up to today?" Marcel asked after a moment of silence. Annabelle sidled closer to me slightly and I felt her breaths on my arm.

"Well, I figured Annabelle here would want to explore all of what New Orleans had to offer," I said smoothly, giving Marcel a smile.

"So you decided to stay longer, Anna?" Marcel asked. I stiffened at his tone, which was a little sharp, just like the look he was giving her.

"Yes," Annabelle said firmly. I glanced down at her, trying to figure out her angle at going about this. But thanks to the sunglasses, I couldn't see her eyes or what was going on inside them.

"Hmmm," Marcel said, rocking back on his heels a little. "I didn't expect you to stay past the weekend." His tone was casual on the surface, dangerous underneath.

"I thought I was welcome back here anytime, Marcel? At least, that's what you told me five years ago," Anna said, matching her tone to Marcel's. I reached down to grasp her hand again. She gave me a gentle, reassuring squeeze.

Marcel eyed her before laughing softly. "Right…right. Well, enjoy your day."

We watched as he turned around to walk back through the crowds, heading back into the heart of the Quarter. I heard Anna's soft sigh of relief.

"He's not going to allow me to stay much longer before he does something," Anna said, voicing both of our thoughts. I turned to hold her gently as I kissed her forehead.

"He's not going to get anywhere near you," I stated, tilting her head back. I slid her glasses back so I could see her eyes, which were troubled. I traced her cheek and she sighed again.

"I promise he won't hurt you," I murmured, kissing her. Subtly, I moved my hand to her stomach. "Or Junior." Annabelle laughed slightly before pressing her lips more firmly to mine.

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(Annabelle's POV)

A few hours later, when the sun was slowly beginning to set, Klaus led me to a café a little away from all the hustle and bustle of Bourbon Street. To my surprise, Elijah and Hayley were waiting for us.

"Hey, cuz," Hayley said, rising to give me a hug, which surprised me further. I smiled at her before turning to Elijah. He gave me a brotherly kiss on the cheek.

"I hope you don't mind if I steal Niklaus from you this evening," he said politely. I tilted my head and looked at Klaus curiously, whose lips just curved as he shrugged slightly.

"Hayley will keep you company," Elijah continued, motioning to the younger werewolf. "You girls can…"

"Do girl stuff," Hayley finished, her voice dry with humor as she slanted a teasing look at the Original. He nodded at her briefly, shifting his gaze back to me. I tilted my chin up a little to meet his dark eyes calmly.

"Bring him back to me in one piece," I requested with a wryly smile. Elijah chuckled.

"I give you my word," he replied. Klaus stepped up to me to give me a goodbye kiss. He pulled away and trailed a hand down one of my curls.

"Be safe," he whispered. I gazed into his blue eyes softly.

"Always," I said.

When the two Mikaelson men left, I turned to Hayley to give her a suspicious look. She just shrugged.

"I don't even know," she said simply. I huffed as we walked into the café.

When we walked in, the smell of coffee, chocolate, baked goods and people hit me like a wave. I tried to decipher who was human and who was a vampire, but it was too crowded to be completely sure. Hayley led me over to a corner table.

"Do you want anything?" she asked as I sat down.

"A mocha and a butter croissant, please," I said, crossing my arms over my stomach. She eyed my posture for a moment, looking like she wanted to say something but instead she walked over to the long line in front of the cashier.

I closed my eyes and relaxed, listening to the loud murmuring of people's conversation, the sounds of the coffee makers, the background music playing…

"Hey." I jumped a little at Hayley's voice. Her green eyes narrowed a little at me.

"You startled me," I admitted sheepishly.

"Well stop dozing off," Hayley said, keeping her voice low. "Some of Marcel's day walkers are here and they've glanced your way a few times. I don't think we should stay here." I sat up and kept holding eye contact with her, even though I wanted to look around worriedly.

"Good glancing or bad glancing?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm and casual.

"Looking and muttering, which I'm taking as a bad sign," Hayley hissed. I nodded, standing. I let my eyes drift over the crowd, grazing over the vampires which were now staring at me from across the café, before looking at Hayley again.

"Let's go," I whispered softly. Hayley stayed glued to my side as we made our way out of the coffee house, walking rapidly down the streets. I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up and I knew we were being followed.

"Shit," Hayley snarled under her breath. I tried to stay calm, focusing on my breathing and heart rate, trying not to draw attention to myself or Hayley. I realized it was a tremendous risk for her to be here as well, since Marcel was no friend of hers.

Hayley and I ducked through different streets and alleyways, trying to shake our stalkers. But since neither of us knew our way around the Quarter too well, we ended up in a dead end alley.

I whirled when I sensed the rapid breeze behind us, signaling a vampire as in our mists. The bearded vampire and the dark skinned vampire eyed Hayley and I like we were lunch. Hayley growled in warning, her eyes flashing gold.

"You better fuck off," Hayley warned. "Unless you want to be on your death bed like your friend was."

"Oh, we aren't here for you," the vampire with the beard said, giving her a sly smile before looking at me. "We're here for you."

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(Elijah's POV)

Klaus and I made our way to our destination at a leisurely pace, eyeing the street vendors and the humans milling around the Quarter. Klaus shook his head at him and I knew what he was thinking- any human left wandering the Quarter at night would most likely be made a meal.

When we reached the elegant shop, Klaus entered before me, glancing around. I let my gaze drift around the store, noticing how everything truly sparkled here. I noticed Klaus's hesitation as he approached a display case.

"Why the sudden doubt, brother?" I asked, stepping up to stand beside him. I looked down and nodded consideringly at the various selections.

"It's not doubt… It's just… Difficult to explain, Elijah. I have never done this before." I patted my younger brother on the shoulder.

"I'm sure whatever you choose, Annabelle will love and cherish it," I said reassuringly. Klaus glanced at me before nodding

I allowed him to take his time looking at everything the store had to offer. I looked at the more pricey baubles, thinking of my Katarina, and how she loved her jewels.

Suddenly, the door burst opened, startling everyone in the shop. I turned to see Hayley standing in the doorway, her clothes torn and covered in blood, her eyes wide and scared. Both Klaus and I flashed over to her within a second.

"What happened?" I demanded. Hayley's breaths were coming in rapid pants and I smelled that the blood covering her was not only hers- but Annabelle's as well.

"Tell me what happened," Klaus snarled dangerously, gripping the werewolf's shoulders, shaking her out of her shocked state.

"They took her. They took Annabelle."

Klaus stiffened, his eyes darkening to a rather frightening shade of black. His lips curled back to reveal two sets of deadly fangs.

"Who took her?" he growled. Hayley looked at him before turning her owlish gaze to me.

"Marcel's day walkers. They followed us and cornered us. We fought…but I couldn't stop them. I tried… I really… I tried…" Hayley's shoulders caved in as a tear dripped down her cheek. I removed Niklaus's bruising hands from her flesh and tilted her head back.

"Where did they take her?" I asked, struggling to keep calm as waves of blackish fury rolled off my brother.

"I don't know!" Hayley cried, yanking herself out of my grasp. "All I know is that they have her and that means Marcel knows! I don't know how, but he figured it out!" She stared at Klaus with a mixture of anger and terror.

"And if he knows," she continued slowly. "He might kill her."

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(Annabelle's POV)

I floated along a black sea, drifting amongst nothingness. Eventually, a grayish light appeared and I made my way over to it- since anything was better than this darkness.

Suddenly, I was standing in the middle of the meadow back in Mystic Falls. I looked around and nearly yelped as I saw Finn standing to my side.

"God! You scared me!" I said accusingly.

"Annabelle, I don't have much time," he said urgently, taking my arm. "You must wake up."

"What-,"

"Just do as I say!" Finn shouted, causing me to flinch.

I gasped as my eyes snapped open. I groaned when I felt a pounding in my head and I lifted a hand to my forehead. I came across a warm, sticky substance and gasped again when I saw that it was blood.

Hayley. The fight, I remembered.

Holy fucking shit.

I remembered Marcel's men following us then cornering us in the alleyway. Hayley and I fought them, even though Hayley tried to take both of them on, screaming at me to run. I ignored her and apparently got myself knocked out. I nearly growled. What had they done to Hayley? Did she get away?

We're here for you.

"Annabelle," a smooth, deep voice said. "How nice of you to join me." I turned at the voice, noticing I was tied down in a chair.

Marcel stood in front of me, his arms crossed over his chest, giving me a casual smile. I inhaled sharply, taking in the smell of vampire as well as the lingering smells of alcohol. Were we in one of the back rooms of the bar then?

"I didn't realize you liked tying your friends down, Marcel," I commented, aiming to keep my voice light and casual, despite the fear trickling into my veins.

"I didn't realize one little werewolf would cause such an uproar in my town," Marcel retorted. I raised a brow.

"Little old me?" Marcel nodded, rocking back on his heels before moving to sit in a chair in front of me.

"You see, folks around here are use to how things are. We got our witches, we got our vampires and we got our human blood bags. Then you and your Hybrid come strolling back into town like you really did expect a parade and well… Nobody likes change in these parts."

"Funny," I replied. "It seems like there's been nothing but change since the last time I was here." Marcel's eyes iced over, his smile turning sharp.

"Yeah," he agreed, leaning forward. "The biggest change being me getting rid of your kind."

"My kind," I repeated calmly.

"The flea bitten excuses for werewolves." I smiled slowly, letting my eyes flash gold as I unsheathed my claws slowly, working at the ropes around my wrists.

"Careful," I warned. "It would be a shame if one of these 'flea bitten excuses' decided to turn you into a meal." Marcel roared with laughter.

"Do you really think I'm scared of a couple of dogs?" he challenged. I smiled sweetly at him.

"I think that's exactly what you are."

Slowly but surely, I felt my claws work through the ropes as I continued distracting Marcel. I pushed all my will through the soul bond, screaming out to Klaus from behind me fake smile.

Find me!

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(Klaus's POV)

Through my blind fury and bloodlust, fear roared through my veins like molten lava. Once Hayley managed to sputter out of the story of what happened, we began to track down Annabelle's scent.

It was easy from all the blood. My wolf howled in anger at the sight of the alleyway, how it was sprayed with my mate's blood as well as the offending vampire's.

All I could think of was her and the baby. All I could do was pray that they were safe…that they were alive.

A strong surge from Anna's side of the soul bond had me redoubling my efforts as I moved in the direction where I sensed her presence growing stronger.

I'm coming for you, I said through the bond, hoping she'd understand my fierce determination.

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(Annabelle's POV)

"So when were you going to tell me your big news?" I tilted my head at Marcel, acting dumb.

"My big news?" I repeated, dragging my elongated nail over the rope again. Marcel laughed.

"C'mon," he said. "Don't play stupid. I can smell the baby inside you." I blinked at him with exaggerated slowness.

"I'm not pregnant," I lied. Marcel stood rapidly, causing the chair to fall back. He snarled in my face.

"Don't lie to me! I can hear its heartbeat, clear as day!" He moved his hand towards my stomach and I flinched away and he sneered.

"The baby of a werewolf and a Hybrid. This is a whole new level of abomination. How the witches have let it live this long, I will never know."

"Because you being a vampire isn't an abomination to Nature either," I snapped. My head whipped to the side as Marcel slapped me. I felt the sting and the trickle of blood fall down my cheek. I felt my fury rise up as my nails finished working through the ropes. I didn't move, waiting for the opportunity to arise.

"I should kill you right here, right now and have your baby for dessert," Marcel snarled. My head snapped in his direction as I glared venomously at him, baring my fangs and flashing my wolf eyes.

"Have a care or I'll make sure to rip that pretty head of yours clear off your shoulders," I warned, growling viciously. Marcel chuckled darkly, leaning in close again.

"I'd like to see you try," he said softly. I turned my head so we were centimeters apart.

"I've always liked a challenge."

Lunging, I gripped Marcel's head between my hands, digging in my claws before brutally snapping his neck in one quick motion. I bared my teeth at him, ready to tear him apart, when a wave of lethargy swept over me.

I stumbled, lifting a hand to my forehead again. I spotted a large hole in the crook of my elbow, which looked suspiciously like a needle hole.

Did they drug me?

Another wave of weakness crashed over me as I crashed against the chair I had been tied to. I struggled to make my way out of the room. Two hands grabbed my shoulders as I tripped out of the room.

"Whoa, whoa, where do you think you're going?" I didn't have to look to know it was one of Marcel's vampire friends. I growled, which turned to a gasp as I felt a needle embed itself into my neck. Using the last of my strength, I turned my head quickly to bite down on the vampire's hand with my werewolf fangs. He screamed, shoving me away.

Somehow, I made it through the back door, weaving like a drunken person. I thought I heard someone shout my name, just like I thought I saw three blurred shapes hurrying over to me.

I collapsed against the brick wall of the bar, unconscious.

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(Klaus's POV)

I watched as my mate crumpled to the ground in front of me, her skin ice cold and pale, her heartbeat weak. I could smell the wolfsbane they injected her with and lunged towards the back door, ready to kill everyone inside. Elijah blocked my path.

"Klaus, you can indulge your murderous cravings later, right now Annabelle needs you," he said, always the calm one. I turned and saw Hayley cradling Anna's head on her lap. Anna's shirt was just as torn and bloody as Hayley's; her skin was marred with blood and bruises that were healing much too slowly.

I picked Annabelle up in my arms, burying my face in her matted hair. I felt everything tighten inside me in pain. But for one clear moment, I could just make out the soft heartbeat of the baby and nearly wept with relief.

Elijah, Hayley and I managed to get Annabelle to a hospital. Elijah explained the situation calmly to the doctor, a trim, dark skinned woman, who then introduced herself as Dr. Peterson- but we were welcomed to call her Tamara. In that moment, I realized she was a healer, a witch.

The doctor and her nurses took Annabelle away and I watched helplessly, my fists clenched by my sides. Elijah tried to comfort and reassured me but it all fell to deaf ears.

An hour passed before Dr. Peterson returned, reassuring me that my mate and my child were both doing fine.

"She had a large amount of wolfsbane in her system, but I gave her a remedy that will counteract the poison in her system and neutralize it so we can flush it all out. The baby's vital signs are good and strong as well," the witch explained.

"Can I see her?" I asked quietly. Without a word, the doctor led me down the hallways to Annabelle's room.

Annabelle laid in the large, white bed, her eyes closed and cheeks pale. When I entered the room, the witch left me alone with her. Anna's head turned at the sound of my footsteps and her eyes opened slowly.

"Klaus," she sighed. I sat in the chair beside her, grasping her hand in mine, bringing it to my lips.

"I'm so sorry," I murmured thickly. "I said I would protect both of you and I failed-,"

"This wasn't your fault," Annabelle interrupted, gazing at me sternly. "It's Marcel's."

"I should go and kill him right now," I growled. Annabelle suddenly began giggling and I stared at her with wide eyes.

"I sort of snapped his neck," she explained. I smiled slowly, kissing her hand again.

"That's my girl," I praised. She chuckled, moving her hand of my grasp to rest it against my cheek. I leaned into her touch.

"Is Hayley all right?" I nodded.

"Despite a few bruises to her body and her pride, she's fine," I said.

"I heard that." I looked over my shoulder and saw Hayley leaning against the doorframe with Elijah standing behind her. He moved into the room, walking over to the other side of the bed.

"Are you all right?" he asked. Anna looked up at my brother and smiled.

"We both are," she said reassuringly, resting a hand over her lower stomach. I rested my own hand over hers, squeezing.

Suddenly, Elijah's phone started ringing. He excused himself and walked out of the room.

"I better go," Hayley said. "I have to find a safe place to stay for the night."

"Hayley," Annabelle called out, stopping the younger werewolf in her tracks. Hayley turned to eye Anna with dark green eyes.

"Thank you for protecting me. Us," Annabelle said, motioning to her stomach. I saw Hayley's jaw tighten.

"Well, if I had done a better job, you wouldn't be here," Hayley replied stiffly. Annabelle gave her a soft look.

"There was only so much you could have done. What matters now is that I'm safe and the baby's fine." Hayley stared at my mate for a long moment before nodding and leaving.

Elijah reentered the room a few minutes later, his expression troubled. Annabelle was the first one to ask him who was on the phone.

"That was your brother, Charlie," Elijah said slowly. "It seems there's been an incident in Mystic Falls."

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(Annabelle's POV)

Within ten minutes, I called Charlie and demanded the entire story about this "incident". He explained to me about the stuff going on with Silas and Bonnie, how he was messing around in everyone's head, including hers. Charlie then said how Bonnie dropped the veil, causing ghosts to roam free around Mystic Falls.

"I saw Kol," Charlie said. "And… I saw Mom and Dad."

"What," I breathed, eyes wide. Klaus and Elijah stared at me with equal amounts of shock.

Charlie continued to say how the ghosts of the vampire hunters also came back and how they looked like they were going to make a move on Rebekah, which caused the Mikaelson men to stiffen.

"I think something went wrong with the spell," Charlie said worriedly. "Because none of them are going away. Last I heard, Bonnie was trying to close the veil but…"

"Jeremy," I said out loud. All three men asked me what I meant.

"You all remember how sad they all were when Jeremy died, right? After Katherine killed him? Bonnie was hell bent on bringing him back, according to what I heard from Caroline. Maybe she tried to bring him back and something happened."

"Do you think she's…dead?" Charlie asked.

"I don't know," I said, chewing on my lip. "Where are the ghosts now?"

"I haven't seen Kol anywhere. Mom and Dad disappeared after they saw me… I think they moved on." Charlie's voice hitched a little and I winced, feeling the old, dull pain pull at my heart.

"I'll go scope everything out again," Charlie said. "And I'll keep you guys up to date."

"That would be much appreciated," Elijah said coolly, knowing Charlie could hear him.

"Watch my sister, if you will," Klaus said. Charlie agreed before hanging up. I sat up.

"We have to go back," I said. Klaus and Elijah both shook their heads.

"Not when you're like this," Klaus said firmly. I sighed, leaning back against the pillows.

"I'm fine," I argued.

"Yes, but rest will still do you good." I looked and saw my doctor at the door. She shooed Elijah out of the room, only conceding to Klaus staying after some persuasion from him.

While the sun disappeared in the sky, Klaus moved to lie next to me in the hospital bed.

"I hope this doesn't become a monthly thing," he said, tracing the IV that was feeding into my wrist. I laughed weakly.

"Me neither," I said. "Not at least until Junior gets here." I sighed, frowning.

"Don't worry about your brother and what's going on in Mystic Falls, love. I'm sure everything is fine."

"Aren't you the one who just asked him to watch after your sister? Don't pretend you're not worried, Klaus." I looked at him. "It's not that, though. I'm worried about the vampires here. What are we going to do if they keep going after me? Marcel is bound to be awake and set on revenge. He knows about the pregnancy." Klaus wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Just rest now," he urged, kissing my temple. "You're safe here, for now."

"I don't want to rest," I grumbled. "I want to go home."

"I know," Klaus sighed. "All in good time."

Sighing, giving up, I cuddled closer to Klaus. I closed my eyes and willed myself to fall asleep despite all of the thoughts buzzing through my head.

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Author's Note: I can't wait for the season finale of TVD! Except I don't know what I'll do with myself once it's over for the next six months… *sighs*

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