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Flashback to two days ago: Victoria sat in a rocking chair in the nursery, writing on a piece of paper. She looked up when she heard his voice, "Writing a love letter to a suitor?"
Victoria rolled her eyes as a response, hiding her smile. Klaus entered the room further, "Don't tell me it's me?" They both laughed, "I thought I was out of the running ages ago!"
Victoria laughed, "And the award for "Biggest Ego" goes to..." she pointed at the hybrid, who continued to laugh. "Besides, I wouldn't write you a letter."
Klaus raised a brow, "And why not?"
She looked at him through her lashes, "I think we both know I'm bold enough to tell you how I feel to your face, Klaus."
He smirked at her, "Bold enough to tell me how you feel, are you? Well, Victoria, I'm all ears."
Victoria took a deep breath, looking him in the eyes, "Klaus, I...I like you. More than I should, and I never expected to, but I don't want to deny it anymore. And I know you like–Oh!" She gasped when she felt one of the babies kick.
Klaus walked towards Victoria with curious eyes, "How are our littlest wolves?"
"Do you want to...?" She rubbed her baby bump and watched as he stepped back nervously. She gave him a soft smile, "Come on!"
Klaus knelt in front of her and Victoria immediately reached out, grabbed his hand, and slowly placed it on her belly. She watched his reaction as one of the babies kicked again, making him gasp and Victoria laugh.
"You feel that?" They both laughed in amazement.
Klaus smiled up at the mother of his children. Victoria watched as his eyes softened and his smile faded as his eyes locked onto their hands intertwined on her stomach. He moved his hand from under Victoria's and stood up, looking, "Right! I'll leave you to your secret letter, then!"
Klaus rushed out of the room, Victoria keeping her eyes on him as he left. Once he was out of sight, she let a smile take over her face thinking about him and their children and that maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
Dear Zoe and Ziya...or Kiara and Kayla...or Alexandra and Althea,
To my little girls. Your dad just asked if this was a love letter. I guess it kind of is. I never got to know my mother. I have no idea what she must have thought when she carried me. So, I thought I'd write to you, so you can know how happy I am at this very moment. How much your father and I can't wait to meet you two. We can't wait to hold you and love you and be the best parents two girls could ever have. And, I want to make you a promise, of three things that you will have that I never did: a safe home, someone to tell you that they love you every single day, and someone to fight for you, no matter what. In other words, a family. So, there you go, baby girl. The rest, we're going to have to figure out together. I love you,
