Chapter Six

"A secret weapon?" Elijah raised an eyebrow as he and Klaus disappeared into the next room. "In the time that we have not been in New Orleans it seems Marcel has created a small army of vampires and this so call secret weapon. But I believe if we work together we may still be able to salvage and reclaim this city."

Klaus paced around the room. "And what of Rebekah? Has she finally pouted long enough to join the fun? I assume she knows about the fact that she is about to become an aunt soon?"

Elijah took a deep breath as he started to lazily rearrange old books from a bookshelf. The fact that his Katerina and Klaus had conceived a child was still a sensitive subject for him. All though he had told Katerina that things between them were over, he still couldn't get over the fact that he still had some lingering feelings towards her. "She has made it clear of her disinterest, as for the baby, let's just say our little sister wasn't too pleased to hear that Katerina got the cure."

"Well, I hope she stays away," Klaus replied bitterly. "In my hopes to reclaim this town from Marcel, I don't need her to be a possible leverage, Katerina and the baby are more than enough. However, I still have one weakness that Marcel could use against me."

Elijah crinkled his eyebrows in confusion. "And what is that?"

Klaus smirked as he shoved the dagger inside Elijah's chest. "You, dear brother."

Stefan cleared his throat and Katherine looked up from where she had been staring pathetically at the wooden crib feeling sorry for herself. Stefan leaned in against the edge of the wall. "So what do you want to do now?"

"Drown myself in vodka."

Stefan gave a little smile. "I mean about the baby situation."

"Right, the baby situation," she placed a hand on her stomach. No, she wasn't getting any bigger at least for now. "Well, there's nothing much we can do. Klaus changed his mind and I'm being held prisoner against my will in New Orleans by arrogant witches that a month ago I could easily ripped their heads off."

"I'm leaving, Katherine." Stefan told her and he saw the nervousness creep up in her face again.

"So soon?" she blurted out. "I mean why not stay? Do you really want to go back to boring, little Mystic Falls?"

"I'm not going back to Mystic Falls." He let her know. Nope, he would go crazy if he had to see his brother and his former girlfriend kiss one more time. "Besides being in the same town as Klaus, not a good combination."

Katherine rested her chin against a palm of her hand. "You didn't seem to mind back in the twenties in Chicago."

"That was ripper Stefan." Before Stefan could continue saying anything more, Klaus placed a hand on his shoulder. He had a pleased look on his face that made Katherine nervous.

"Goody. Both of you are here. Family meeting in the living room."

Like the rest of the house everything was tastefully decorated and Katherine recognize the type of stiff chairs that they has used back in the 19th century. She rested her hands on her thighs and looked around confused. There were only three people sitting. Her, Stefan, and Klaus.

Stefan seemed to be thinking the same thing because he said. "Not much of a family meeting, especially since the two of us aren't even your family."

Klaus shook his head as if Stefan had said the silliest thing in the world. "Nonsense, Stefan we've known each other since the twenties and Katerina is carrying my child, which unfortunately forces me to interact with her."

Katherine ignored the insult. "Shouldn't we have Elijah and Rebekah here? I mean unless your madness has finally driven them away."

Klaus smirked as he leaned back into his chair. He couldn't wait to see her face. "Actually, Rebekah is in Prague with the football player."

Katherine wrinkled her nose. "Ew. Matt, really? She settled for him?"

"Yes, but we all know my sister has dreadful taste when it comes to men." He looked at Stefan. "Oh, no offense."

Stefan ignored him. Klaus was acting strange. He was too happy, especially since only last night he wanted to kill Katherine and the baby. "Where's Elijah?" he said slowly.

Klaus looked straight at Katerina when he let them know. He wanted to see the hurt in her expression. "Let's just say my brother has taken a little, much needed vacation. Apparently, Elijah isn't build out of stone like everyone presumes. Disappointed, love?"

Katherine tried to hide her feelings of shock from showing on her face. The last thing she wanted to do was to let Klaus win. "Nope," she forced a small smirk. "Elijah, doesn't owe me anything."

"Good, the last I need you to be is sullen and pouting, speaking of which," he clapped his hands together. "A couple of ground rules for you, love. Now that you're in a weak and delicate condition," Katherine snorted. "And since you have a talent for attracting trouble as do I, means that you are not allowed to leave this house. You can stay in the property, swim in the pool, and get a tan whatever you like. But you do not leave this property, believe me you don't want to find out the consequences if you do."

"What?" Katherine snarled, losing her patience. "You want to keep me locked up for eight months. I'm not your little prisoner, Klaus!"

Klaus ignored her temper tantrum.

"Klaus, that does not make any sense." Stefan said flatly.

"Oh, Stefan it makes complete sense," Klaus shot back. "A lot of people despise me, as they should. They know they can't get revenge against me, but they will try to get their revenger on someone else." His eyes never left Katherine's stomach.

"What?" Damon scowled at the other end. "What do you mean you're staying? I thought your Good Samaritan deed for the day ended when you left a knocked up Katherine in Klaus' doorstep. I want the details of the reaction when you come home."

"Look, I'm not going home. I can't go home." He said impatiently.

"Did Klaus compel you to be his little minion again?"

"No," he didn't. He sighed when he heard Katherine stomping in her room a floor above him. "I'm staying because of Katherine."

Damon let out a sharp breath. "Please tell me you have lost your mind? You can't possibly be staying in New Orleans because of that raving psychopath!"

"What do you want me to do, Damon? Leave her? Klaus is happy now, but I'm pretty sure that once he gets into a bad mood he'll retaliate against Katherine and the baby. Besides Katherine is human now and unlike you and Elena I actually spended some time with her to know that she isn't this bitch everyone thinks she is."

"Oh, boo hoo." Damon snapped. "Isn't it Elijah's job to protect the demon baby?"

"He left." He said flatly. "Besides I have nothing else to do in Mystic Falls, the least I can do is stay here and make sure that Klaus doesn't do anything crazy."

"Your funeral."

Katherine closed the door of her room, trying to avoid destroying it since it was where she was going to spend the next eight months of her pathetic human life. She grabbed a throw pillow and threw it as hard as she could towards a window. It hardly did any damage.

As if it wasn't bad enough that Klaus was acting like a dictator and imprisoning her for the remainder of her pregnancy, but now Elijah had dumped her. Again. She wondered why he had even bothered with that stupid I'll protect you speech.

Against her better judgment and pride she found herself calling him only to receive his voicemail. "This is Elijah Mikaelson, please leave-"

"Ugh!" she threw the phone on her bed and rested her head against the wall.

Well, here she was eighteen, human, pregnant and trapped in a house all alone with Klaus. She would have been better off if Elena had drove a stake through her heart.

-End of Chapter Six-

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