Aberration | ᵀʰᵉ ᴼʳⁱᵍⁱⁿᵃˡˢ/ᵀʷⁱˡⁱᵍʰᵗ ᶜʳᵒˢˢᵒᵛᵉʳ ⁽ᴱˡⁱʲᵃʰ ᴹⁱᵏᵉᵃˡˢᵒⁿ⁾ [4]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚎; 𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝

𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝

    Kol holding a mimosa questioned, "What's the holdup? All right, we rescued Nik, we escaped mortal danger. Why are we not on a private jet to Saint-Tropez?" Snatching the newspaper out of Elijah's hands. "You can catch up on the last five years when we're on our way—I can assure you haven't missed much."

    Elijah sighs out, "Circumstances have changed, we will leave here soon enough."

    Rebekah also adds, "We have our nieces and nephews to consider."

    Freya moves off of her seat towards her sister, leaning on the railings. "Kol has a point. We need to put an ocean between us and Marcel Gerard as soon as possible."

    "We're not going anywhere today," Klaus hisses out. "I want one day of peace with my daughter. Before we uproot her. Elijah can agree that much with his own children."

    "Any delay is a risk."

    "One day. We're in the middle of nowhere, the house is cloaked." His voice grew loud and louder. "We weren't followed, and I'm not asking!"

    The door opens abruptly and out steps Hayley and her daughter first. "Everybody..." She stares at Klaus, placing her hand on her daughter's head. "Look who's awake."

   Hope stares at everyone before her. Staying by her mother's side. "Hello," she greets quietly.

    Klaus' eyes soften at the sight of his daughter. "Hello," he returns the greeting, his voice matching the tone of his daughter.

    To beat the quietness that the father and daughter seemed to match, Sierra groans out, "Your bow is fine Sage! Come out!' The third born Mikealson looks towards the doorway where her older sister was located hiding herself.

    "Fine? So it's not perfect- Mom is it perfect?" Sage's blue eyes lift up to meet gold ones. "It has to be perfect before he sees me." Pouting a bit.

    Rosalice nods her head, "It's perfect, my Cheshire." Her cold hands lower themselves tilting her daughter's chin up, keeping her head up high. "Ready to meet your aunts and uncles and dad?"

    Sage promptly nods her head, her smiling growing wide. She steps outside of the threshold of her home. Her eyes instantly found her family. Nerves began eating her. Gulping down her nerves, she pushes them aside. Her voice cracking, "Hi."

    Salem cracks a smile, chuckling out loud, "Your voice cracked."

    Sage flicks her brother's shoulder. "Ow! Mom! She flicked me!'

    "Mom, he was making fun of me!' Sage in turn whined out.

    Rosalice looks between her eldest twins, mumbling, "It took two seconds before you two wrecked havoc. All I asked for was five minutes."

    Soren looks up at his mother, tucked behind her legs. With those two, that's never happening. Rosalice looks at him, her lips pursing. Agreeing with her youngest child.

    "Salem Henrik Mikealson."

    "Ohh someone's in trouble!" Sierra smirks watching the chaos unfold.

    Salem stares at his mother with wide eyes, "I did nothing wrong!'

    "Do not use your gift to throw your sister off this porch," Rosalice sternly says.

    A scowl appearing on his lips, he turns his head away, crossing his arms. Mumbling to himself.

    Elijah couldn't help but smile watching his family that he helped create. His heart hurt at the mere fact he had to miss his youngest two's first words, their first steps. Hearing their first argument. Watching them grow to this state of a child. Yet when staring at them he takes in their personality bore before him. And he can't help but smile at them.