"All good things must come to an end."
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On the day of October, the 13th baby Astrid Mikaelson went missing. She was presumed dead. The city mourned, the Mikaelson's mourned for their missing family member.
Every year on said day did the family each mourn in their own way. Elijah spent the day silent, Rebeckah, Marcel, Davina, Kol and Freya went to the cemetery together to lay flowers at the grave they gave her.
Hayley on the other hand, just didn't acknowledge it at all. The family just thought it was her way of coping even after all these years.
Hope and Klaus both went to her grave when the sun was setting. They set flowers there as well. They both stood there silently while just thinking of what type of person Astrid could have been if she had grown up with them.
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FanfictionAstrid Dahlia Mikaelson. She was dead, she was missing, she was gone. But was really or was she being raised by a presumed dead Mikaelson and a powerful witch?