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Elena

The car began to slow to a stop in front of one hell of a mansion. I swear, I think we are here to see the flippen Prince of England or something. The car comes to a complete stop in front of the large, double, French doors, and someone in a black suit comes out and greets us.

"Mr. Niklaus." He says and bows his head, walking to the drivers' seat, he opened up the door and waited for Klaus to step out. "We've recieved news that you might be returning quiet soon."

Klaus stepped out of the small, black mercedes; then replying, "By whom?"

"Why your brother, Kol of course. He has been, rather a guest, for quiet some time in your house; if you may."

I began to open my door and get out when Klaus gave me a rather odd look and yelled a few orders at the young man who had greeted us. "Get a wheel chair for our guest, we will be staying in my suit on the top floor."

The man nodded rather quickly, and then ran off inside for the chair. Klaus, then comming around to the backseat door, opened it.

"What the hell?" I ask, practically yelling in his face.

"What?"

"I can walk perfectly fine, I don't need a fucken wheel chair! What am I patient going into a hospital?" I get up out of the car and begin to walk inside the house when Klaus appears in front of me.

"Fine, you don't have to use the wheel chair," He sighed.

I nodded my head, "Thank you-"

"Ah, ah...I will carry you then."

Before I could protest, he had picked me up in his arms, one arm under my knees, and one arm behind my back. In no time at all, we were up stairs in his room and I was laying in the large, bed. I look up to Klaus and he sat on the edge of the bed next to me. I moved my legs, to prevent him from sitting on me, and he looked at me as if I was the last thing he would ever see in the world.

"Klaus?" I ask, quietly.

"Yea."

"You're...um...you're staring at me? Why are you staring?" I ask.

"You're so damn beautiful."

"So I've heard." I say rolling my eyes.

He tilted his head, "You don't believe me?"

I laughed at his stupid remark, "Oh, I believe you, it's just a matter of why you want me so bad. Why don't you want anyone else?"

"Because, you're the doppleganer, you're meant to be mine, no matter what."

I begin to laugh, so hard that I began to cough up blood once again. This would never stop would it? I hatted this feeling, what he done to me. I hate it, I hate him! Klaus immediatly got to his feet and helped me sit up, as blood kept flushing out of me. What was happening to me? In a few moments, Klaus pulled out his cell phone and started dialing a number.

"Ariana, I need you here. Pronto...no, NOW!" He yelled and hung up. Looking to me he tried to calm me down. "It's alright, she's comming."

I wanted to ask who but I couldn't get the words out, I just kept coughing, and coughing.

As if reading my mind Klaus then replies, "She's my witch, I had her make an anidote or more likely a cure to this...side effect."

Cough. "You," Cough. "Fucken." Cough. "Bastard."

He reacted as if he was smacked in his face as he turned and headed out the door mumbling, something that sounded like, "We'll see about that." With that he walked out the door and left me there, in that bed.

Day's passed since I had last seen Klaus, after he had called Ariana and all, she ended up showing up at the house about an hour or two later, and did some crazy spell or what ever, and then she gave me some herbs. Suposedly I must take them every day to help keep the baby calm and to help with the coughing up blood problem.

The only time I really saw Klaus everyday, is when he would come in my room, and forse me to take the herbs. If i didn't take them, he would just forse it down my throat.

It was probably early morning, about seven months, or so, after the day Klaus had brought me here. I haven't heard one word from Elijah, since I was brought here and I honestly didn't know what was up with him. What was he up to? Where was he? Does he even think about me? Many things surprised me, living here with Klaus but the most surprising thing was, I wasn't even the slightest bit bored. The baby was both my friend and company. It was every part of me now, and I felt more connected to it than ever before.

Sitting on the edge of the window, I had a hand resting on my stomach and my mind somewhere else; when he walked in the room.

"Look who's up. Feeling better?" He asked, joyful and happy.

"Where have you been, Klaus?" I asked, firmly."It doesn't matter now, what matters is that Ariana says that the baby is due in a about two weeks at the most, so it could be any time now." Klaus said irratating.

I cross my arms over my chest, "I'm aware."

"I know, Love."

"Don't call me that Klaus," I say, getting up and began to pace around in a small circle.

"I'll call you what I wan't, Love." He pauses for a moment. "You are mine whether you like it or not, so you had better accept it now."

"Whatever, I never will and you know it."

"Oh Love, you soon will. When you do, you will want more, and you will get more. You are mine now, and you can have what ever you want."

"Anything?"

"Anything," Klaus said and nodded.

"I want Elijah."

Klaus' face turned to stone and he stepped forward, grasping my neck; while cutting off my oxygen supply. "Listen to me...You are mine, and I will not share you with anyone, expecially my brother, if you have an objection to that, than you may visit him in his grave, on his funeral day. Got it."

A slight tear escaped my eye, and I nod. He lets me go and then sits on our bed, gesturing me to sit beside him. I quietly shake my head and step back, then he gives me that look of his, and I quietly walk to him and sit next to him, his hand went immediatly over the baby bump and then his smile widdened.

"I can feel him," He says.

"Him? I think it's a her." I reply, smiling.

"Her?"

"Yea, Aliana." I say.

"Is that her name?"

"What about if it's a he?"

I thought for a moment, "I...I don't know."

"How about this, if it's a girl, you name her. If it's a boy, I name him. Sound fair?"

"Sure." I say smiling.

"Alright then."

We sit there in silence together for a moment, and then after a little while, I end up falling asleep leaning on his shoulder, as he rubbs my back gently.