The Tribrid's Wolf

Chapter 4 Home Sweet Home.

After talking for a while, the three Mikaelsons decided to wait a bit longer to wake their other two siblings, at least until they got back to Elijah's mansion. So Klaus left and had the coffins sent ahead while Rebekah and Elijah drove to Elijah's home in the French countryside. Nipsey had prepared the place for their new occupants and reworked the wards a little to toss out any of the Mikaelsons that tried to hurt her little mistress.

It was true that the Russian Ministry had wards tuned to Elijah that he could change, but this was something that only Nipsey could do; it would even protect Aryanna from her father if necessary. There was no way Nipsey was taking any chances with Mistress Anastasia's only child. It wasn't that she did not trust Mr. Mikaelson, but anything could happen. Nipsey knew that Elijah loved his daughter, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

Nipsey fed her little mistress and put her to bed, then went downstairs to prepare dinner. Two hours later, Nipsey heard Master Elijah's car pull into the drive. The food was prepared under a stasis charm to keep it hot. Nipsey heard Ayanna wake up and go upstairs to change her and give the baby her bottle.

As Nipsey was coming downstairs, Elijah and Rebekah arrived. Elijah beamed at seeing his little girl drinking her bottle; he was instantly in front of Nipsey and took his daughter from her to finish feeding her. Elijah walked around, cradling his daughter as she nursed, her blue eyes never leaving his face.

“That's my sweet girl; drink all of your milk so you can grow up strong and beautiful like your mother,” Elijah whispered to Aryanna.

Rebekah could only smile at how happy Elijah was. She knew that what Elijah wanted more than anything was a family, and he finally got his wish. Once her niece finished nursing, Rebekah offered to burp her. Elijah reluctantly passed his daughter to his sister. Rebekah rolled her eyes at her brother as she positioned her niece on her shoulder to burp her, “Oh, please, brother, I'm not going to hurt my precious niece.”

Elijah nodded, “I know you won't, sister. It's only that-”

“You want to have her all to yourself; I understand that 'lijah. I would feel the same way if she was mine.”

Elijah smiled at his sister, glad that she understood how he felt. He knew he had to share Aryanna with his siblings, but not yet. She was so small and helpless that Elijah's instinct to protect his daughter was in overdrive. Elijah sighed; he would have to learn to share; that's all there was to it.

Elijah watched as Rebekah happily patted the baby's back until she belched. Rebekah giggled and handed Aryanna back to her father. The baby stared at her father for a moment, then her eyes closed, and she fell asleep. Elijah took the baby upstairs, with Rebekah following, and laid the baby down in her crib. He noticed a stuffed Hypogriff in the baby's crib and picked it up. Nipsey appeared and explained that it was a gift from her grandmother. Elijah put the plushy back in the crib and covered his child with the blanket.

After they left the nursery, Nipsey showed Rebekah to her room. The room was exactly the way Rebekah would have designed it. It was perfect; there was a huge bed and a large walk-in closet, and an enormous bathroom. All of the clothes Rebekah had bought were already neatly put away by Nipsey.

Rebekah turned to the House Elf and smiled, “Thank you, Nipsey; I love my room.”

Nipsey bowed, “You are welcome, Miss. Mikaelson.”

A few hours later, Klaus arrived with the coffins. He asked Elijah where he should put them; Elijah told him that they should be placed in the basement, “Nipsey, would you put the coffins in the basement, please?”

Nipsey nodded and snapped her fingers. The coffins disappeared and were placed in the basement as Elijah had asked. Klaus's eyebrows raised, “That was impressive.”

Elijah nodded, “Yes, Nipsey is capable of all sorts of magic, but her main concern is the well-being of Aryanna.”

Klaus nodded; it was nice to have someone magical they could completely trust with them, even if she were a peculiar little thing.

I'm sorry it's so short but I feel a little out of sorts right now. I'm missing my ant anxiety medication so I feel off. I hope you like what I wrote anyway.