A/N: First off, I'm very sorry for taking five years to update this story. Life happened. I got back into the Originals and I wanted to start updating my stories and writing again on here. Over the years, I've continued to receive favorites about this story so I'd like to continue it if my readers are still interested! Let me know in the reviews what you think. I always had quite a few ideas planned but haven't gotten around into updating this story in a very long time. I promise my next update won't be as long depending on whether my readers are still interested or not. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy this much awaited new chapter!

Klaus stood at the entrance of a small but lively bar in Manosque, France. His arms were folded across his chest, his gaze fixated on the pianist in the center of the bar more specifically. He had been coming to this bar for a few moments nearly every other week for the past four years, just to watch his brother Elijah playing on the piano without a care in the world, his expression calm and serene for once now that he had his memories compelled away.

Klaus's gaze was full of sorrow as he watched Elijah from across the room, missing him dearly but knowing he couldn't get close let alone even be recognized by him. At the same time however, he also felt happy to know Elijah was happy and not suffering the same longing as he was. He wouldn't suffer the same loneliness as Klaus.

Besides Hope, Elijah was the one he missed the most in his family. They had always been inseparable before they had to go separate ways from having the Hollow stored inside of them that fateful day four years ago now.

Klaus let out a deep sigh and walked across the room to leave Elijah a tip of a hundred euros. They exchanged glances for a moment, like they normally would. Elijah would glance over his shoulder, there was a glimpse of familiarity in his eyes for a moment but as soon as it was there, it would disappear.

The hybrid immediately turned around to avoid staying too long and left the bar to go back to his little pregnant redhead, still trapped in his house in Germany.

I woke from my deep slumber, my eyes slowly opening and flinching at the light coming through the window beside the bed. I fell asleep in one of the many rooms inside this house that Klaus was keeping me locked up in. It's already been a few days that I've been trapped here and I still haven't found my phone or gotten it back yet.

I could only imagine how many missed calls and texts I had from my mum already, not to mention Brea and Dominic if they hadn't called the police already to report me missing by now.

Tears quickly filled my eyes and I already lost count of how many times I've cried so far being trapped here. Tears of frustration, anger, and despair rolled down my flushed cheeks as I softly sobbed and pulled one of the old pillows against my chest.

The sudden shift of the bed from someone sitting beside me made me open my eyes and softly gasp. I quickly turned my head to see my homicidal maniac werewolf-vampire whatever the hell he was baby daddy gazing down at me with an unreadable expression. His eyes were cold at first, before they suddenly softened a bit and I could almost see a twinge of guilt in his gaze.

"What do you want? Go away." I wanted to yell, but all that came out was a weak mumble as more tears fell from my eyes. I felt so much anger towards him, yet I couldn't help but feel terrified at the same time. He wasn't even human, and I had to come to terms with the fact that the baby I was carrying wasn't human either. That thought alone caused me nightmares, but I had to remember it was still my baby. A small, innocent, fetus.

My breath caught in my throat and my eyes widened once I felt Klaus's hand slipping underneath the fabric of my shirt and gently rubbing against my bare stomach.

"W-what are you doing?" I quickly stammered, trying to hide the faint blush that was threatening to creep onto my already flushed cheeks. I hated the way my body froze up with his touch, and not in the bad way. Curse him for being so devilishly attractive.

As if he could hear my thoughts, the corner of his lips twitched into a smirk.

"Relax." His gaze remained serious as his smirk fell. "I'm not going to hurt you, sweetheart. You need to calm down your breathing, the child's heartbeat is very fast. It knows you're frightened." His hand continued to softly rub my stomach, as if trying to calm down the baby as well.

Oh, he expected me to just be calm while he was keeping me trapped here against my will? I quickly opened my mouth to retort but slowly closed it as I heard his last comment. The baby could pick up on my emotions already...that's something I didn't even think about. With all the stress I've been going through lately, it was probably stressing out the fetus as well.

For the benefit of the doubt, I reluctantly forced myself to take a deep breath and then exhale, trying to ignore my own rapid heartbeat from his warm touch on my stomach. What was even more infuriating is that he could probably hear mine too with those freakishly heightened senses he had as a supernatural.

"That's it, love. Take another deep breath."

"I know how to breathe." I glared up at him, wiping my tears away as he gave me another smug smirk.

"Oh, really? I wasn't aware." He sarcastically retorted.

What an arsehole.

"It seems he's calming down now." Klaus kept his hand on my stomach, slowly rubbing it back and forth as he lowered his gaze.

I let out another deep breath, catching onto the fact he called the baby a "he" already. It made me wonder if he hoped for a son. It wouldn't exactly surprise me, though I didn't feel like asking him about it. It was still way too early to tell anyways, I probably wouldn't know the gender for at least another couple months. Ever since he finally accepted the fact that the baby was his, I could tell he clearly already adored and was very protective of the baby...which was kind of sweet.

Klaus gave a sudden deep sigh. I glanced up and noticed his head resting back against the headboard of the bed now as he closed his eyes for a moment. I couldn't help but notice how tired he looked, like he hadn't slept in days. Like there was anyway I would know, considering I refused to sleep in the same bed as him. I always slept in one of the spare rooms, not knowing if he even bothered to sleep here considering he was almost always gone doing something else.

I had to admit, I felt curious to know where he would disappear to. There was a mystery surrounding him, I already knew what he was but I could tell he was a man harboring much more secrets than just being a vampire-werewolf hybrid. When he wasn't being an insufferable jerk or a homicidal maniac, I could already notice it was a facade hiding something much more tormented.

When you spend days trapped in a house with nobody else to talk to, you start to notice a lot of things. There were still many things I didn't know.

"So...do you have any family?" I wondered out loud, curiosity getting the best of me. Or maybe it was the fact I was craving any ounce of small conversation with another person besides myself from being alone so often.

His hand on my stomach immediately stiffened from my question. I noted that was a sensitive topic for him.

Klaus opened his eyes and quietly hissed under his breath.

Okay, a very sensitive topic for him.

"None of your concern, little girl." He took his hand off my stomach. The absence of his warm touch had my body suddenly craving it again. I held in a breath of frustration, deciding to put the blame on my pregnancy hormones.

His hand moved back towards my stomach as if he had noticed my disappointment, but this time I angrily brushed away his hand. He glared at me like I just took something precious away. The baby was his too but it was still in my body. He couldn't just touch me whenever he wanted...as much as I frustratingly secretly liked it.

"If you won't answer any of my questions then the least you can do is get my phone." I crossed my arms and huffed, any tears I had earlier were long gone now.

The anger in Klaus's gaze soon disappeared as he let out an amused chuckle. "And why should I do that, sweetheart? So you can call the police on me, hm?"

I clenched my hands together, fighting the urge to curse at him. I wasn't an idiot, I knew by now that the police would be of absolutely no help. I would just be sending them to their deaths.

"So I can call my mum and tell her I'm alright. I know she's probably worried sick. I need to tell my friends I'm alright too, as this may seem like a surprise to you but I have a life and people I care about." I glared.

Klaus stared at me for a moment, his gaze cold and calculating. He finally sighed.

"Fine."

My eyes widened in surprise. I wasn't expecting him to actually agree to it.

The corner of his lips twitched into another smirk as he suddenly got off the bed and left the room for a moment. I waited for him to return and I let out an immediate sigh of relief once I saw him coming back with my phone in his hand.

He handed me my phone and I glanced up at him in hesitation, wondering if this was just a trick. His expression didn't seem to be hiding any sort of malicious intent, so I slowly grabbed my phone from his hands.

"Thanks." I murmured, breathing another sigh before unlocking my phone. It barely had any battery and I already had dozens of missed calls and text messages from my mother, as well as Dominic and Brea, a few friends from school, and a few coworkers from the smoothie spot on campus I worked part-time in.

God, I had a lot of explaining to do.

My first concern was my mother. I immediately responded to her worried text messages and told her I was fine. I made the excuse that I had lost my phone. While I typed, I noticed Klaus was still standing there. His arms were crossed and he leaned against the wall to carefully watch.

I began typing to Brea, but the ringtone of my phone suddenly blared and I realized she was calling me already. I hesitantly answered before putting my phone against my ear.

"Brea-"

"Where the hell have you been, Isla?!" Her worried voice practically yelled as soon as I picked up.

"It's...a long story. I'm fine though, really." I found myself at a loss for words as I attempted to reassure her.

"Where. Are. You?" Brea demanded.

I opened my mouth to say something, but Klaus had already snatched my phone away. My eyes widened as he brought the phone up to his ear. I cursed under my breath and lunged forward but he dodged me with ease.

"Klaus, give it back!" I shouted.

"You must be one of Isla's little friends. I can assure you she is completely safe with me. You needn't worry yourself over her anymore. If you attempt to call her again or try to find where she is, it won't end well for you. Do you understand me?" Klaus ignored me as he spoke into the phone with a menacing grin.

I couldn't hear any reply and I already figured Brea was probably frozen in both shock and fear right about now.

"I'm going to take that as a yes. Wonderful. Have a spectacular day." Klaus hung up the phone and tossed it back on the bed, the smug smirk never leaving his lips.

My lips were parted in shock, in complete disbelief that he actually threatened Brea like that without a care in the world.

"You unimaginable bastard-"

"Trust me, love, it's better this way." His gaze turned serious.

"Says the complete lunatic keeping me trapped in here against my will?" I grit my teeth in anger.

Klaus suddenly leaned forward, inching his face closer to mine as his eyes narrowed. I instinctively shrank away from him, my angry gaze faltering for a moment but I did my best to hold my glare.

"You know nothing about anything, little girl. I suggest you keep quiet and let me protect you the best way I know how." He hissed under his breath, though his eyes had a hint of softness to them.

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but your life will no longer be the same. If you weren't aware by now, I am not just a simple supernatural being. I have many enemies all over the world that wouldn't hesitate to kill you without a second thought if they ever found out about your existence. I will not, under any circumstances, let anything happen to that child growing inside of you. The sooner you can accept this, the easier it will be for the both of us. You can do whatever you please after the child is born, but until then, you are going to remain here whether you like it or not." Klaus pulled away, his gaze deadly serious once the softness had disappeared.

I found myself at a loss for words. My heart raced and my stomach plummeted from the seriousness of his words. I had really dug myself a deep hole just by having a one night stand with a stranger. I still didn't know much about him but I knew his words held the complete truth, considering the fact he already had five men or rather vampires break into his house just a few days earlier.

It didn't take a genius to realize he was someone very well-known and feared. I had already come up with that conclusion just by how difficult it had been to find him. I was beginning to wish I hadn't tried at all. I wouldn't have been in this complicated mess.

"Okay, fine, whatever. I still don't get how that has to do with not being able to contact my friends." I crossed my arms.

Klaus scoffed. "Your little friends are much safer in their regular world, love."

I stiffened before I grew silent once more. I realized he had a point. I shouldn't let them be caught up in this mess like I was. My heart sank at the thought of not seeing them again for a very long time.

"Now that we have all that cleared up, I have some business to attend to." Klaus straightened up his leather jacket, turning around to leave the room without another word.

"Wait, where are you going?" I quickly asked, feeling frustrated yet hopeless at the thought of being all alone again.

"I told you, business." Klaus glanced over his shoulder to smirk at me before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

I let out a scoff in disbelief once he left. This was so unfair. I had to do whatever he asked and remain here like a trapped bird in a cage while he kept all his secrets from me, telling me nothing about where he would go or what he was doing.

The next few hours I did nothing but lay on the bed, bored out of mind and feeling even more helpless than before. My phone was dead and I didn't know where I could find a phone charger anywhere around the house. I had already snooped through the entire house out of boredom several times whenever Klaus was gone, but there was nothing I could find that was of any importance.

The only thing I found mildly interesting was that letter from that woman called Hayley addressed to him but after those vampire guys attacked his home, I noticed it wasn't on the table anymore. I guessed Klaus must have hidden it somewhere already in the same place he had hidden my phone, wherever that was.

There had to be something I had missed snooping around. Maybe a false door or hidden cabinet...

Just as I was about to sit up and go look more, I heard the sudden voice of a woman inside of the house somewhere.

"Klaus?"

My body ran cold and I instantly froze, wondering if it was another enemy of his that had broke in again.

"Klaus, are you here? We're getting sick of you not answering anyone's calls anymore."

I left the bedroom and cautiously made my way around the corner to see where the voice was coming from. I sucked in a breath and tried to make my footsteps as quiet as possible, pressing my hands against the wall and peering out of the corner, into the living room of the house.

I saw a very pretty woman with shoulder-length blonde hair standing in the middle of the room. Her arms were crossed, and her expression seemed concerned. I softly exhaled as I thought maybe she wasn't a threat.

But...who was she?

"I can see you hiding there." She quickly focused her gaze towards my direction, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.

My heart immediately leaped as I froze, not even breathing for a second. Was she talking to me? Did she see me?

"Yeah, you. The one hiding behind the wall." She coldly spoke, confirming my suspicions.

Shit.

I sighed and reluctantly stepped out, though I kept my body closely pressed against the wall in caution.

"Who are you?" I demanded.

"I should be asking you that." Her arms remained crossed as she stared at me with indifference. "Who are you, one of Klaus's flings, I'm guessing?" An annoyed sigh escaped her lips.

My face immediately reddened in embarrassment as I glared at her. Now it was my turn to cross my arms.

"I'm not answering you until you tell me who you are."

She smirked at me and it instantly reminded me of Klaus's infamous smug smirks.

"I'm Freya, Klaus's older sister." She seemed less tense now once she figured I wasn't much of a threat.

My eyes widened almost instantly. This woman was...his older sister. Well, that was interesting. Especially since he had seemed so bothered by my question if he had any family. Now I wondered how many other siblings he had if any.

"I'm Isla." I shrugged, keeping the fact that I was pregnant with Klaus's baby a secret. I figured if she didn't know who I was then Klaus didn't tell her. He didn't want her to know. There had to be a reason why he was so estranged from his family.

Freya was about to say something, until suddenly her body glitched for a moment, almost as if it was just an apparition or a hologram.

"Crap, my spell won't hold long." She sighed, and her gaze suddenly grew more desperate. "I don't know if you're close with Klaus or not, but tell him to answer his damn phone, will you?" Her voice faded as well as her body, disappearing as if it had never been there in the first place.

I was left staring at the empty space, wondering if I had finally lost my mind.

"What in the hell was that?" I muttered to myself.

Things just kept getting even stranger.

A loud knock on the door suddenly broke me from my thoughts. I glanced over at the front door where another loud knock was heard. Instead of being scared, I groaned. Couldn't I get a break for once?

"Isla!" Another loud knock banged against the door and I instantly recognized Dominic's voice.

I felt my breath catch in my throat as instant relief flooded my body from hearing a familiar voice for once. "Dom!" I rushed towards the door but obviously I couldn't open it since it was password protected.

"Dom, what are you doing here?!" I pressed my hands against the door in shock.

"Getting you out, of course." Came the usual confident response and I nearly smiled in tears. The smile soon fell as I remembered what Klaus had told me earlier. I shouldn't be involving Brea or Dominic in this mess, it was too dangerous. They could get hurt.

"No." I eventually spoke, my voice growing weak as the color drained from my face.

"What do you mean, no? Have you gone mad?" I heard Dominic respond in shock and irritation.

"Klaus is going to be pissed...I don't want to drag you or Brea into this mess with me." I finally sighed.

"Well obviously, does it sound like I care about that? We're going to get you out of this place."

I let out another frustrated sigh, knowing Dominic wasn't going to back off, it wasn't in his nature. "You don't understand. Klaus is much more dangerous than you think."

"I'm aware of that, Isla. I already told you, I don't care."

"How are you even going to get me out? The doors are clearly locked." I questioned, knowing there was no possible way he could just break in here. The doors were solid and heavy, nothing was opening them besides a code or extreme force.

"Just back away from the door." Dominic's response came.

My eyes widened, wondering what kind of plan he had to get these doors to open. I slowly backed away from the door, waiting a few moments to pass until nothing happened.

"Dom, there's no use, it's-"

"Aperta ianua."

I felt my jaw drop and my eyes nearly fell out of their sockets once the door magically flew open, revealing Dominic standing there with a hand raised. He had said something in a different language, Latin or something, and the door just magically opened.

"What the hell?!" I stared at him in disbelief. "H-how did you just do that?"

"I'm a warlock, Isla." Dominic merely shrugged his shoulders, as if it was no big deal. He had been keeping that a secret the entire time we were friends? I wondered if Brea even knew. God, my life was turning out to be much crazier than I ever would have thought possible.

"Now, let's get you-"

Dominic suddenly faceplanted against the entrance like there was an invisible barrier in front of the door, blocking his way in.

"God damnit." He gritted his teeth. "That bastard had a witch put on a protective spell, I should've known."

I merely stood there, my eyes still wide with shock as I tried to process everything that was happening right now.

Dominic sighed and closed his eyes for a moment as if to concentrate. He held his hands up and muttered something incoherent. I suddenly realized it wasn't just muttering, he was chanting something, like a spell.

I waited for what felt like at least twenty minutes before Dominic smirked and the invisible barrier was suddenly broken.

"Let's go." He wasted no time in grabbing my arm and yanking me out of the house, pulling me behind him as we rushed towards the front driveway.

"Wait a minute, when are you going to talk about the fact that you were a bloody warlock this entire time?!" I finally lost it, yanking my arm free from his grasp as I grew increasingly frustrated and tired of being clueless about everything going on around me.

"There's no time to talk, I'll explain later. Whatever witch helping Klaus probably already told him about the barrier spell breaking-"

"That's right, mate. Unfortunately for the two of you, I'm already here."

I immediately froze in my tracks, slowly turning my gaze to see none other than Klaus already standing beside us in the driveway. Dominic cursed under his breath, stepping in front of me as if it would do any good.

Klaus had his arms crossed, this time his expression held no smirk or amusement. His gaze was completely cold.

He was furious.

And we were fucked.