A/N: Hullo. Thanks for the reveiws guys, I really appreciate it. Heres the new chapter enjoy! :P

Lia's POV

"How is that even possible?" I asked. I knew the story of Sophie Devereaux and the epic battle of New Orleans by heart and no where was the witch having a bouncing baby boy mentioned. I mean it was almost funny. How could my best friend be the son of my fathers enemy? Geez, I hate my life.

"Well when a mommy and daddy love each other very much," he started, a smile on his face.

"Shut up." I said smacking him lightly on the arm. "So who's your biological father?" I asked.

"No idea. Probably some hookup before your dad even got there. I thought about that. A hookup before your dad even got there... An idea was taking form in my head, but I needed proof. Careful not to let Trammel know I was up to something, I yawned and stretched my arms over my head.

"I am going to bed now." I informed him. Then, falling back on the throw pillows, I thought about tonight. Someone had tried to kidnap me, possibly kill me, and Trammel was...well I wasn't really sure any more. I closed my eyes and promptly passed out, a new discovery working its way through my mind.

Klaus' POV

I got up from my seat on the couch and offered Caroline a hand. All of this drama left me exhausted and in need of some rest. If I could hold my wife in my arms at the same time... well thats two birds with one stone. She grabbed it and used it to hoist herself up. Then we left the office in search of our bedroom. Unfortunately we ran into Trammel, who held my unconscious daughter in his arms.

"What is it that you are doing with her?" I asked trying very hard to keep my voice level. Trammel irked me for some reason, aside from Lia's obvious infatuation with him.

"It's not what you think!" he exclaimed. You could smell the fear on him. It gave me great joy to know that he was terrified of me.

"What's going on Trammel?" Caroline asked. She wasn't as quick to judge the situation. And while I loved her for that, it made my life just a little bit harder.

"Lia took me to my room. We talked for a while and then she fell asleep on my bed. I figured you would rather she slept alone, so I picked her up and was on my way to her room when I ran into you guys." he said. His words seemed like a truthful story. I guess that meant I should postpone killing him for the time being.

"I'll take her the rest of the way." Caroline said releasing my hand and reaching towards our daughter. Trammel gave Lia up without a question, though he almost looked upset to see her go. Caroline then gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before speeding off in the opposite direction. I was about to follow her when a voice called to me.

"Sir," Trammel started, "why don't you like me? Is it because of my heritage?"

His heritage? What did his heritage have to do with anything? I turned to him. "It has nothing to do with you." I said. He looked dumbfounded.

"Sir, I'm not sure I understand."

I sighed in exasperation. "I don't like you because Lia does." His eyebrows nit and I almost laughed at how blind he was. "She fancies you, you twit."

"She...oh." he said. He suddenly looked very uncomfortable. "Thank you sir. Have a goodnight." with that he turned and walked the direction from which he came. I shook my head and started after Caroline.

Caroline's POV

I set Lia down in her bed and placed the blanket over her. I smiled at my adopted daughter and thought of the first time I saw her.

Flashback

I was eating Ben and Jerrys on my couch, moping over life when the doorbell rang. Who would come at this hour? I got up and set my ice cream on the stand near my doorway. Then I looked through the peep hole to see a blood covered Klaus and a bundled blanket in his arms. I sighed before opening the door.

"Yes Klaus?" I asked trying to get a look inside the blanket. It was bright pink and seemed to be moving.

"I need your help." he said. I almost said 'no shit' but something told me this was more serious.

"Come in." I said opening my door wider so he could step through. As soon as he moved screaming erupted from the bundle. It was high pitched and so absolutely irritating.

"Im sorry sweetheart." Klaus said looking down at the bundle, which I had determined carried a baby. He rocked his body back and forth creating a swaying motion. The child quieted immediately.

"Klaus," I said tentatively, "Who's baby do you have?"

He looked up at me a look of pure joy on his face. "She's mine." He said. I sighed and took a seat. I had a feeling this was going to be a long night.

"How is that even possible?" I asked. "And who is the mother."

"My werewolf side is able to procreate. Hayley Marshall is the mother." I jumped up from my seat.

"You slept with that were-slut!" I exclaimed. I was genuinely hurt that he would sleep with one of my arch enemies. I had raised my voice considerably and the baby started screaming again. This time Klaus' rocking didn't stop it. I opened up my arms and took the baby from him. Then I lifted it so that I lay it down on my shoulder. "When Was the last time you fed it?" I asked. He growled.

"She is not an it. Her name is Amelia. And I haven't fed her, because she wont eat anything I give to her. I tried blood, I tried milk, I even tried regular food." I sighed at him but didn't yell because Lia had just quieted down. Then pulling out my phone I texted Rebekah. Better to keep this in the family.

'Where are you? I need some baby formula and blood.'-C

'I knew he would come to you! I will be there in fifteen minutes.'-R

With that disaster averted, I looked to Klaus. "You have some explaining to do mister."

Flashback

It had been an interesting night for the both of us. But it in the end it had produced something great. I smiled and kissed Lia on the forehead before leaving to find my husband.

Lia's POV

I was pleasantly surprised when I woke up in my bed instead of Trammel's. While I enjoyed how warm he was in comparison to the stark weather, it would not of earned him any points with Dad. Plus I always felt like a six year old when I woke up in a different place than I fell asleep. It was like magic. I pulled off my covers and sat up in the huge bed. Stretching my arms above my head I yawned.

I crawled out of bed and walked to my closet. I dressed in a pair of dark skinny jeans, a neon green undershirt, and a black tank top with a vampire smiley face that said 'I bite'. I completed the look by putting my hair up in a simple band and adding some eyeliner and mascara. I pulled on my favorite black wedge ankle boots and brand new leather jacket. All of my gifts were already stored inside it. The only jewelry I wore was the locket mom gave me and Stefan's dog tags.

I made my way down to the kitchen, following the amazing scent of frying bacon and blood. You'd think the two scents combined would be nasty, but they appealed to both sides of my nature's and it was amazing.

When I reached the scent I found Uncle Elijah cooking while Auntie Katherine sat at the dining table reading a magazine. I joined her sitting on the opposite side of the table. As soon as I was comfortable a plate of hot crispy bacon and a glass of blood was set in front of me.

"You know what the bast part about being a natural born hybrid is?" I asked addressing anyone who was listening. I took a bite of the meat.

"That you still grow but are immortal, super speed and strength, or that you have a deadly bite?" Katherine guessed.

"Maybe that you are unique and one of a kind?" Elijah said. I loved how Katherine was focused on the killing strengths and Elijah was worried about my individuality. They were the most opposing couple I had ever met, but also the most perfect aside from my parents.

"Nope." I said smiling and chomping on my bacon. "I can eat whatever I want. If I eat human food, I don't need blood. If I have a healthy diet of blood, no food necessary. I have the best of both sides." They looked at me incredulously.

"You are the strangest child I have ever met." Katherine said honestly returning to her magazine.

"Where is everybody else?" I asked Elijah, noticing how the table remained empty. I took a drink of blood. Mmmh Ab negative, my favorite.

"Well, your parents are off doing god knows what," he said.

"Probably each other," Katherine muttered rather loudly. Elijah gave her a look. I would've too, but the comment probably held more truth than anything else we could've come up with.

"Rebekah and Stefan went to the store for more food, Kol is nursing a hangover, and Trammel is still sleeping as far as I know." he finished and I nodded. This was good. With Steffy and Bekah gone, they couldn't stop my plans. Trammel wouldn't wake up for at least another two hours, because he was not a morning person and Kol was in the perfect position to be bribed.

"Good." I said gulping down the rest of my blood. "Kol would be in his room right?" Elijah nodded and looked at me warily, like I was planning something. I smiled mischievously and headed towards Kol's room.

Kol's POV

Light filtered through my bedroom as someone stepped through. It hurt my eyes to look at and so I immediately shut them. When the glare in front of my lids was gone, I opened them back up to see Lia standing there.

"Come to..." I started then stopped. I was going to say 'kill me' but the bottle of Aspirin, the blood bag, and coffee suggested otherwise. "save me, you sweet angel sent from above." I had to give my brother props. This was one amazing daughter he had produced, whether or not he had been drunk. But I also knew, that since she was her fathers daughter, she wanted something in exchange for these gifts.

"Good morning to you too sunshine." she said walking to my bed and taking a seat at the edge. I shifted my feet so that she wouldn't squish them. She handed me the blood bag first and I felt better once I got it down. I also noticed that it was o positive, my favorite. Whatever favor she needed, it was pretty big.

"To what do I owe this much welcomed pleasure?" I asked, sitting up on the bed. She handed me the Aspirin and coffee. Taking a couple pills, I drank some coffee for immediate affect while I waited for the Aspirin to kick in.

"I need to take the private jet to New Orleans." If I had had coffee in my mouth, I would've spit it out.

"Are you off your trolley?" I exclaimed. "Not only will your father kill me, but your mother will help. And quite frankly, I find Barbie way scarier." she sighed as if she was expecting this. Then running her fingers through her thick brown hair, she looked back at me.

"Please, Uncle Kol." She begged. She even went as far to get on her knees and clasp her hands at me. "I really need to do this."

"Why?" I asked. "And why did you ask me? I'm sure one of your many other uncles could have gotten you to New Orleans. Just because I'm the cutest doesn't make me the most trust worthy." I gave her my signature smirk to drive the point home.

"Because I need to talk to a witch. And your the only one I could think of reckless enough to help me. Plus," she added, "they have the best parties in New Orleans."

"Which witch?" I asked ignoring the comment on parties. Her green eyes shined with mischief and knew I would not like the answer.

"I need to talk to Sophie Devereaux." I sighed.

"Damn."

Sorry I just really love cliffhangers. The more reveiws, the more I type. Thanks for reading!