Alice Salvatore

❣︎ 𝒩ℯ𝓌 𝒪𝓇𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓃𝓈 ❣︎

I grabbed the cloth and pulled it down from the furniture. It was so dusty that it made me cough. I covered my mouth and cought out the dust. Elijah entered the room. "Are you alright?" he questioned.

"Just dust," I replied and looked around. "This place is astonishing." It was like a mansion. So huge and beautiful.

"Yes, it should serve our purposes. It's a sanctuary for my business in the quarter," he circled me and stopped in front of me. "Right now more than ever, you're the most important person in this family. We need a good home," he looked at me with face full of love. He was so caring. It was very kind and sweet of him. I averted my eyes from his, back to the furniture. I wasn't able to hold eye contact with him.

"So I'm curious," he bagan after a while of silence. "In all this time, has anyone asked you how you feel?" he wanted to know. I shook my head, "About having a miracle baby with Klaus, because some prophecy says I'm destined to him and the only one who can save this family by giving him this child?"

"About being a mother?" he made his question clear and waited for my answer. But I didn't know how I felt. I didn't know what answer he wanted to hear. I had never actually had a mother.

"I..." I thought my reply through. "My mother died when I was just a child. And then my father was raising me. Well, Damon took a huge part in it. He was taking care of me and Stefan. But you know this already. So... I don't really know how I feel about being a mother. Because I... I don't really remember mine. There are only pieces. But I know I loved her with my whole heart. She always knew what to do. But I don't. I don't know what to do or how to do it." Elijah patiently listened to my every word and when I finished, there was this silence again until he spoke up, "I will always protect you. You have my word on that." I smiled at him, "I know." I admired Elijah. I admired how honorable he was. How noble he was.

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I held the phone to my ear and waited for Stefan to pick it up. I was so nervous. I was afraid of what he was about to say on this. He picked up the call on an instant.

"Stefan, hi. I'm sorry for not calling earlier. But everything happened in a rush."

"Alice, where are you? Are you alright?" he was worried about me. I would bet Damon was sitting right opposite to him listening to my every spoken word.

"Yes, Stefan. I'm alright. I'm - I'm in New Orleans," I replied with caution.

"What? With who?" Stefan was quick to ask. As if he already didn't know it. Or at least didn't suspect it.

"With Mikaelsons. They just want to keep me safe," I defended them right away, before either of my brothers could raise any objections. "I had to leave with them. Elijah didn't give me much of a choice."

"Alice, you can't just leave without telling us," Stefan reprimanded me.

"Stefan, I didn't have a choice. Klaus and Elijah think I will be safer here," I explained to relieve them of some of their stress.

"We would keep you safe too," Stefan confronted. He was right. I knew they would. But it wasn't only about keeping me safe.

"I know. But... I'm pregnant, Stefan. I'm pregnant with Klaus' baby. It's not just my child, Stefan. Klaus gets to decide too." There was a short silence after that. He knew I was right too. "Don't worry. I'll be fine. Say hi to Damon for me. I'll be in touch. I love you," I said my goodbye and hang up. As much as I wanted to talk to him, I had other things to do.

✦3rd person✦

"She just hang up on you?" Damon questioned unbelievably. Stefan held the phone in his hand and stared in front of him into the space thinking.