Girl of the Originals

chapter 15

After we left Marcel's, I wanted to get a pregnancy test. I didn't have vampire hearing, so I couldn't hear my baby's heartbeat. I needed more proof that this was all happening.

I also wanted to reconnect with my happy place which was why we drove forty five minutes to a Target even though Wal-Mart was only five minutes away. Elijah and Klaus appeared to be in a state of shock, but I couldn't blame them.

They were over a thousand years old! Most of that time was spent with Klaus' wolf side remaining dormant while the others lived with the knowledge that they couldn't have children. Vampires cannot have children, but werewolves can.

I didn't know how I felt. Maybe I wouldn't until I talked about how I was feeling out loud like I used to do with Elena. Nothing was too complicated once you could find the words for what you were trying to say. Elena had been very wise, and she always helped me make a decision, but she wasn't here.

I didn't want to talk about it with Klaus and Elijah. What if they didn't want to help me raise a child? They didn't plan on this happening when they agreed to be with me.

What if Marcel was too much to handle? They didn't agree to add a third guy to the group, a group that was suspiciously turning out like a harem. After spending time with Marcel that day, I immediately liked him. He was charismatic; I almost forgot that he was a friend of the Mikaelson's as he toured us around the mansion, cracking jokes. He was also very passionate about New Orleans. You could tell that he felt right at home, and that was something I admired.

Growing up, I enjoyed Mystical Falls, especially when it exposed me to a whole magical world I didn't even know existed, but I always knew that one day I would grow up, maybe go to college and leave. It would never be a permanent home.

But Marcel didn't want to leave this place, and I couldn't blame him. There was always jazz music in the streets, artwork everywhere and this place was historic. I could picture walking downtown on dates or walking my kid somewhere to get ice cream. This place was alive and had many stories beneath the res brick and ivy just like Mystic Falls with its old estates and tomb vampires. It was full of character and promise.

"What are you thinking about, love?" Klaus asked me on our way home as he drove with his hand in mine. He rubbed nice, little soothing circles around my thumb.

"Everything."

"Everything" included the possible baby I was carrying which was clearly on Elijah's mind if his next words had any indication.

"This baby could be what this family needs," Elijah said. "It is the greatest gift I think anybody could ever give me."

What did his family need exactly? I tried not to think about Rebekah; she was part of their family, sure, but not mine.

Klaus hands tightened on the steering wheel, drawing me out of my thoughts. Did he not want to be a father?

"What's wrong?" I asked him, placing a gentle hand on his arm.

He refused to meet my eyes as he spoke. "I don't want anything or anyone to take any time away from you. I like how things are now."

I flinched away from his harsh words as my arm fell into my lap. Hopefully, I am not pregnant. Marcel must be wrong; I can't wait to see the look on his face when he realizes this. Elijah liked the idea of the baby, but what did he know about kids? Besides, Klaus doesn't want to be a father, and we all have to be in this. Also, children are blessings, but they can take a toll on a relationship, especially on one as fresh as ours.

I felt nauseas as I thought about losing them. I couldn't, especially after they helped me survive after my sister's death. They were the perfect distraction that I needed, and now they would be my future.