Thicker than Water| The Originals

Who's Baby is That

AFTER THREE HORRIBLE DAYS, of constantly having to stop to calm the crying baby in her back seat and facing her. Rebekah and her niece finally made it back to Los Angeles.

Don't get her wrong, she loved her niece dearly, but having to stop at the side of the road basically every hour to feed Hope was a bit more than frustrating, especially since she really wanted to be with her own daughter. Not to mention having to stop for the night at multiple hotels.

Now that she thought about it she should've taken Valentina with her.

Both Vegas and Havana were well beyond annoyed with her. She had probably called them a thousand times each, just for updates on Zyanya.

Eventually, they both stopped answering her calls and resorted to texting her.

Rebekah pulled into the driveway at midnight, all the lighter were off so she assumed the surgeons were at work and Valentina was doing whatever it was Valentina does.

Rebekah worked on getting the car seat out, the struggle of having to move the front seat up and crouch inside the back just to unbuckle the car seat was having her rethink of car choices.

She would have to get a more family friendly car, soon. Especially when Zyanya was released from the hospital.

"This might not be the white picket fence but it's still nice. And it's going to be home for the next while, at least until your cousin is out of hospital. Which is hopefully soon."

Hope, who was surprisingly wake and alert, cooed back.

"Welcome to Los Angeles."

She walked inside the house, lugging the car seat and the baby bag in along with her. Rebekah set Hope and the bag down on the coffee table.

Even though she was an Original vampire, and vampires in general weren't really supposed to feel tired but all the driving with a new born baby had her exhausted.

Falling onto the couch with a sigh, she closed her eyes, merely wanting to take a short nap. Unfortunately, Hope decided otherwise.

The newborn let out a shrill and the blonde original jumped into action.

Vegas thanked her Uber driver before getting out, she was so exhausted she could barley keep her eyes open. Knowing she couldn't keep them open, she ordered an Uber and left the car for Havana to drive home.

She had had one of her hardest days as a doctor so far, she'd lost two kids and a baby.

Vegas made it to the front door when she saw Rebekah's car in the driveway. Walking inside, she closed the door behind her.

"Hey you're bac—" she froze at the sight in front of her.

Rebekah was holding a wailing baby. Pacing back and forth with the newborn in her arms while rocking it.

Her brows pinched together in confusion, "Who's white baby is that?"

"Oh, you're home. Any updates on Zyanya? Can she come home?"

Vegas shook her head, "Not yet... I'm sorry who's baby is that?"

"My brother's. Didn't Havana tell you?"