𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬 𝐦.

09

"We meet here today to honor the life of Syrah Malik. We give thanks for life and pray for her, now that her time in this world has come to an end." Father Kiran spoke."For the journey is now beginning. But for us, there is loss, grief, and pain. Every one of us here has been affected. Perhaps in small ways, or perhaps in transformative ones- Syrah's life mattered to us all."

Elijah sat in the front pew, beside Hayley. "This isn't right, Hayley. Her family isn't here. She did dislike them, but they should be here" He whispered to the werewolf during the ceremony.

Hayley's palms rubbed her thighs anxiously as her left leg grew more restless every second.

"No one is here, Hayley," Elijah told the brunette before she got up and hurried out of Saint Anne's, the church, tears streaming down her face. The original sped to her. "She is dead and her family doesn't even know"

Hayley clenched her jaw. "What family, Elijah? The family that ignored her and literally left her to die? That family couldn't care less about where she was. They haven't seen her in six months. Not one call."

"And i get it. You were friends with her sister but they are not her family. She's dead, Elijah" Hayley cried, wiping her tears every second. "She's dead."

"Where are we?"

"Sy, you're- you died," Alexa tried explaining to her. "You're on the Other Side. Supernatural Heaven basically,"

Syrah took a minute to understand what Alexa was saying. "I can't be dead," Syrah panicked as she began to realize. "I can't be dead, that means my baby-" She cried. "No, No, No, Klaus needed this baby"

Alexa sighed. "You're not serious? You're worried about Klaus's? He killed you, Sy. He didn't deserve you or the baby. You're better off here."

Syrah felt a choking sensation in her chest. She couldn't breathe. "Please just stay away from me!" She screamed at Alexa. "Go away" She screamed before Syrah sped away from the werewolf. She had realized she was in familiar woods. Mystic Falls.

"Syrah freaking Malik?" A voice spoke from behind the girl. She stopped running to see who it was. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Syrah turned around immediately recognizing that voice. "Jenna?"

"Oh my god," Jenna Sommers mumbled. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Jenna ran to Syrah, pulling her into a hug. "I died, I died"

"You've grown up," Jenna told the girl in happy tears. "How're Elena and Jeremy?"

Syrah looked down at her feet. "I don't live with them anymore. We don't talk."

"Syrah Malik, I did not die for my nieces and nephew to stop talking to each other. You're supposed to look out for each other"

"Jenna, you know they haven't liked me since the second I was part of that family. And they're fine, I'm sure," Syrah smiled.

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Klaus Mikaelson. The Legend. The myth, The hybrid. His legs carried the weight of his body, as he placed the cigarette between his lips and inhaled. "I always told you, I wasn't good enough for you"

The pain pierced through his heart. "I am sorry. I am" He breathed heavily before walking away from her grave.

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"Elijah!" Hayley screamed from her bedroom. Within a second, The older original appeared in her room. "Is there any way the baby might have transferred into someone else?"

"That's not possible," Elijah responded. "Why do you ask?"

Hayley got up from the bed, standing up, revealing her stomach. "Cause I'm sure I wasn't pregnant yesterday"

"Oh my," Was all that left his mouth. "Rebekah, come here, now!" He yelled.

Rebekah sighed as she appeared in the room. "What is i-" She paused noticing Hayley's bump. The blonde's shoulders dropped. "You were pregnant this entire time?"

"No," Elijah spoke. "...There's a possibility this is Syrah and Klaus's baby,"

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Dear Zoe or Caitlin or Angela,

To our little girl, your dad just asked if this was a love letter. I guess it kind of is. I never got to know my mother. I have no idea what she must have felt when she carried me. And I'm sorry your actual mother isn't here to tell you. But I'm so lucky that I was chosen to bring you into this world. Your Ma loved you so much and she made sure you'd grow up in a happy family.

But I thought I'd write to you so that you can know how happy I am at this very moment. How much your father and I can't wait to meet you. Your Ma would have wanted me to do this so I want to make you a promise, three things that you will have that I never did. A safe home, someone to tell you they love you every single day, and someone to fight for you no matter what. In other words, a family.

So there you go, baby girl. The rest we're going to have to figure out together.

I love you,

Your mom, and Ma.

"There you are," Kol Mikaelson smiled from across the river. "Come on, She's waiting for you"

Syrah looked up from the flowers in front of her. "I'll be there in a second," She smiled before leaving her basket of flowers there and speeding towards Kol. "Shall we?"

"We shall," Kol smiled, leading her to a small house near the river. "She's here, mother"

Esther's eyes looked up from her grimoire and to the brunette. "Hello dear, Are you all ready?"

"Ready as we'll ever be," Finn Mikaelson commented. "Let's do this, Mother"

"Okay, lay flat on the ground and keep your eyes closed," Esther instructed. "Now, Stay silent, let me begin the spell"

"The spell worked,"

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END OF ACT ONE

Author's Note:
when i tell you you're not ready for act two I SWEAR