Underground - A Carmilla Fanfiction

Epilogue

NINE MONTHS LATER...

Laura's POV

"Well, that was painful." Carmilla joked as she painfully adjusted herself in our bed as she winced, and I squeezed her hand, even though mine was practically broken.

"Are you okay, Carm?" I asked her, looking into her eyes.

"I should've taken those drugs..." She replied, grunting.

"The doctor literally told you that you could have them if you wanted to but someone  said, 'I'm a big strong girl used to be vampire and I don't need them!'" I rolled my eyes, looking lovingly at her.

"Now you understand how I feel when you go on these crazy investigation expeditions." She replied, softly and tiredly laughing.

"Point taken." I noted, smiling at her.

I squeezed her hand and lifted it up to kiss it as I looked around our room. Our room. Who would've thought I'd be married with a kid at 20 with my 19 year old wife? Big age difference, I know.

I looked at her, just gazing at her. Thinking...

The first woman in my life is the woman of my dreams, kids, and future. And I love her so much, and our kid who I haven't met yet.

"What?" Carmilla tilted her head with an intrigued smile.

"I just—I love you, Carmilla. That's it, I just—I love you." I said, smiling with glossy eyes as we kissed passionately slowly letting off of each other's lips and smiling into the kiss.

We heard footsteps and Carmilla's doctor had walked in the door, with our—in Carmilla's words—blood curdling screaming child.

We smiled with glossy eyes.

"It's a little healthy girl." The doctor relayed, smiling and handing our child to Carmilla and I.

"Thank you, Doctor. For everything." I said gratefully.

"Of course. If you both need anything, just give me a call. Congratulations." He said humbly, walking out of the door as he gave me and Carmilla privacy with our daughter.

Carmilla started crying and laughing out of pure happiness for our child as I started sobbing, apparently being the more emotional one of us two, even though I would disagree...but I digress.

I put an arm around Carmilla and kissed her cheek and she lifted up our daughter to kiss her on the forehead as I put an arm under our daughter, supporting her and lightly stroking her cheek back and forth with my thumb as I put my head on Carmilla's shoulder as she cried.

"After 300 years...300 years, however unconventional it was I got my wish. I got everything I've ever wanted in my life. Everything I could've possibly wished for." Carmilla said as she choked up through tears of joy. "Thank you, Laura. Thank you for everything. I love you with all my actual and metaphorical heart."

I laughed through pouring tears. "Thank you, Carmilla. You gave me everything I could ever want, and she...she is a gift. That you made. That we made together and are going to raise. You given me so much that I'm eternally grateful for...maybe literally."

She laughed through her own pouring tears.

"I love you so much, Laura Hollis."

"I love you so much more, Carmilla Karnstein."

Narrator's POV

...they said as they kissed their hearts away on each other's lips as they held their daughter in their home and lived happily ever after.

...or so they thought...which they wouldn't find out till later, but in Carmilla series type fashion...tease the sequel!

Paul's POV

Carmilla walked to the door woozy as had been planned. Not as I planned. I didn't want to do this...I...things got complicated when all the pit shit started, and I feel like a lot of us got tossed between sides, and I just wanted to be apart of a fraternity...a brotherhood, and now I was regretting not joining the Zetas since the Mus' kinda...you know...started a cult, mercenary type organization that does absolutely unspeakable things to people...and Carmilla seems like a really cool chick. I wouldn't want to do that to her, especially after she said she lost her wife, but it's either kill or be killed...even though I wasn't necessarily doing the killing...even though that doesn't constitute an excuse.

(A/N - TW: toxic masculinity BARFFFF)

Someone knocked on the door as I helped Carmilla onto the bed as she passed out.

"Who is it?" I asked, shouting it as I put a pillow under Carmilla's head and put a blanket over her to make her more comfortable.

"It's your boy, Theo, let me in dude!" Theo called out as I ran to the door, unlocked it, and he walked in.

He inquisitively looked at Carmilla.

"Nice work, Freto...I'm impressed." Theo complimented my work which I'm not even proud to call my work and walked slowly until he got to Carmilla's bedside.

I nodded thankfully. "So...what now?"

"Kill her." He said bluntly as I laughed nervously because I was scared shitless.

"I'm kidding. I'm only going to have a little fun and we'll see if she survives after that." He said, putting a hand under her chin and lifting her head, shifting it side to side.

"You're not going to try anything, right, Theo?
...we're Mus', we still have morals." I told him.

"And what are you going to do about it if I do?" He laughed maniacally as he pointed a gun to my head.

I gulped. "Nothing, absolutely nothing."

I was shaking in my boots at this point.

"Good boy. Alright, now go help the Mus' fend off the Zetas." He said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You are one sick, twisted, horrible man, Theo. Shame on you." I wanted to say...but I couldn't. If I wanted my life, I couldn't.

I walked regrettably out of the room, slowly closely the door as Theo inched closer to her.

That decision would haunt me for the rest of my life...poor Carmilla.

Theo's POV

I looked through the tabloids from the newspaper and went through YouTube for my daily updates, and...

"Hello, gentle viewers! We'd like to introduce you to...drumroll please...our daughter, Astra Karnstein-Hollis!" Laura greeted the camera as Carmilla held up the baby, and it made a cooing noise.

"Isn't she the cutest thing on Earth!!" Laura smiled, filled with joy as well as Carmilla as Carmilla kissed her child on the cheek.

"Not as cute as you, Cupcake..." Carmilla smirked as they leaned in and kissed as Carmilla held their daughter, and they smiled.

...that's enough PDA for the day, if I do say so myself...

I was about to pick up my next tabloid to read, until it suddenly hit me...

Wait a damn minute, if that baby is about a month old or so and nine months before that she was concieved that would've been around the time...

Shit, shit, SHIT.

I really fucked up...

That's my daughter...

...but that's even better that she is.

Watch out Karnstein and Hollis. It's not gonna be pretty once I take my daughter back...

...and you're finally cornered.