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Elijah Mikaelson entered Rousseau's only to pause upon noticing Camille holding a small crying child. Camille was trying to calm the young child down, but to no avail. "Camille, who is that?" Elijah asked, speaking up.
"Her name is Evelyn." Camille sighed, "Her mother left her here all alone."
Despite himself, Elijah couldn't help the brief anger that filled him when he heard Camille's explanation. What kind of mother could abandon their own child?
"Let me see her." Elijah said hesitantly, holding out his hands for the still upset child.
"Are you sure?" Camille asked, earning a nod from the man, so she carefully handed the small child over to him.
The young child slowly and surprisingly calmed down now that she was in the man arms, for some reason the baby felt safe with him. He felt like home.
"Hello, there." Elijah whispered, looking down at the now calm child with an unexplainable look in his eyes.
"Here." Camille spoke up, holding out the note the woman left with her child as Elijah took it. "𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒𝗇, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝖠𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗅 𝟣𝟣,𝟤𝟢𝟣𝟣."
Elijah continued rocking the small child in his arms, making sure he properly supported her head. The young child sent him a small smile he couldn't help but return. "Aren't you just the cutest?" He said to the child as if she could respond.
"I was planning on calling the fire department...but." Camille trailed off, subtly referring to the obvious connection between the child and the man.
"I will take her." Elijah said suddenly, surprising both the woman and himself.
"Elijah, are you sure?" Camille asked in surprise, causing the man to nod softly.
"Do you have a blanket she could use?" Elijah asked her, "I do." Camille responded, reaching down under the bar and passing a blanket over to the man, who quickly wrapped it around the baby.
Elijah turned to exit the bar, but was stopped by Camille's voice. "Elijah." She called out, "Take care of her, okay?"
"I will." Elijah responded, turning and finally exiting the bar to go to the Abattoir.
