The Wolf - Klaroline

20. The Battle of New Orleans

Season 1 Episode 20

Notes:

A bigger shout-out than usual to coveredinthecolors for her AMAZING job in the final two chapters of this story! Not just with proof-reading everything, but for taking her time to discuss all the sensitive points in both chapters that are giving me the chills. If you still find any typos or grammar mistakes here, know that they're all mine (I tend to add a lot of stuff during extra time lol).

And here we are! The journey was long and arduous, but we've arrived at the two-chapters finale of this story. I can't even believe I've managed to write all this. It's a hell of a lot of words I did not know I had in me when I first started. Thank you SO much to everyone who has been following this and for your amazing support. :) As always, must ask you to not abandon me in this crucial time! Your comments and feedback are more welcome than ever! It's truthfully the only thing keeping me motivated to still participate in fandom at this point. I'll be so looking forward to reading your thoughts after this. :)

I do feel like, at this point, I have to remind you all of one thing, though: this is The Originals season 1. Remember how I put all those warnings back there and kept dropping little reminders of how closely I'm following canon here? Well. I just feel like you might need to keep that in mind.

Hope you guys enjoy this!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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"Emma."

"No."

"Sophia."

There's a pause. Caroline can almost feel a flurry of excitement brewing. But then, "No."

She sighs, stuffing her mouth with cereal. They've been talking baby names for an hour and so far the only thing Klaus has said is 'no' in varying degrees of objection. Some suggestions he doesn't even dignify with an answer, simply lifts his eyes from the book he's reading and gives Caroline a look. She has to hold back from throwing her cereal at him when he does that. They're weeks away from having a baby and not a single clue on what to call her.

"Ok," she says around a mouthful. "How about... Lena?"

"Absolutely not," he replies with special heat, like the idea is offensive to him.

"What's wrong with Lena?"

"It's one vowel away from Elena."

"It's a beautiful name," she protests. "And so is Elena, for that matter."

Klaus gives her one of his pointed looks. "No daughter of mine will be named after a doppelganger."

"That's not - You know what, whatever." Lena is not really worth the argument and, well, he kind of has a point. Caroline loves Elena, but she doesn't really want to name her daughter somewhat after her. "Blake."

"That's not even a real name."

"Of course it's a real name. Blake Lively. Blake Shelton. It's been on the Top 100 names for years." It has. Caroline's checked. She's also checked every single website for the most common names in the past decade. Nothing stood out. And Klaus' determination to not name the baby isn't helping at all.

"It sounds like a sports brand."

She rolls her eyes. "Zoe?"

"Now you're just making random sounds, love."

"Oh, excuse you. You're a billion years old, all the names you know are from the freaking Stone Age. Let's just call her Mary, why don't we?"