A Hybrid's Mother

Cold Hard Bitch

Erika POV

I wasn't thinking clearly after all having Godic around and losing a son tends to fuck with your mind a bit. The boys somehow coaxed me into going back to the French quarter, but I had a brilliant plan forming in my mind. I sat down and fiddled with my phone calling the only person I knew had a chance at helping me with the same anger and fire I had. Josef's father. Truth be told he was a wild card, though very fun considering how Josef turned out. Though in the end we found no reason to continue on with acting as if we loved each other. Ah and I forgot to mention he's a hybrid of my own creating. Though Erik was turned vampire by none other than Godrick. Back in the Viking days, though he had his own issues in Bon Temps.
Erik of course is no fool, wise to act as if he can't walk in the sun. After all every one would want what he has and that is freedom to be a day walker. He'd been a day walker for nearly over 700 years.
"Northman."
"Erik... I need a favour." He chuckled over the line before sighing.
" What makes you think I'll help?"
"Your son's life is on the line and we both know it's the only think you give a shit about now."
"Fine. What's happening?"
"Augustina. They killed Thomas and now Alexander and Josef are on the list. Along with Niklaus now. I'm only expecting you to protect Josef. Godric is here so my eggs are in his basket. Though we both know Godric won't harm a soul."
"Ah now this is sounding like a Erika sized mess. Count me in. Rumor has it you're in New Orleans. I should be there by morning." He hung up as did I before downing the glass of bourbon on the bar height table in the art room.
"Who was that?" I glanced over my shoulder to see Niklaus before sighing softly as a poured myself another drink and him one.
"Josef's father. He's coming to help out. I know Godric won't help the way I want him to do so I've ordered back up. He's only slightly older than you, but I know you both can hold your own. Josef isn't on edge like the rest of us. Alexander at least looks over his shoulder once and awhile."
" And what about you mother?"
"I was merely saving Damon other wise they wouldn't have caught me." A laugh passed my brims before I hand him the glass of copper coloured liquid. "I know you're wondering as to why I would care about him, but when you've been sitting in a cell beside someone and you're clinging to your sanity anyone becomes a dear friend."
"But do you love him mother?" He sat down and took a swig of his glass watching me like a hawk. "I have only loved one man in my entire existence the way I believe love should feel. That was your father. Alarik, funny enough Damon said he had a friend named the same yet the two look nothing alike. Your father was strong and he was the alpha of the pack. I swear you look just like him.
I tried to turn him... But it didn't work. His body rejected the transformation." I couldn't help but lower my eyes before shaking my head. "I tried everything to save him. His heart was so attached to those wolves I think maybe deep down inside he didn't want to change. Yet he wanted to change for me. He wanted to watch you grow up and take you back once we were safe. Once he died though I was chased far away from you. By the time I had made it back to mystic falls you all were gone and rumors told me you all had died naturally.
I had no reason to believe they were lies. After all they showed me your graves. What I would have given to had seen you one more time. It was merely a month ago I even knew you were alive. I couldn't believe you were alive and a hybrid. Your brothers didn't receive a wolf gene. Thomas wasn't ready to even be a vampire. Then again they would have killed him anyways."

"Where is father buried?"
"Beside a river in Mystic falls. Far enough away so he'd never be carried away, but close to his favorite place. He was a runner if their ever was one Niklaus. Never wanted to stop running as a wolf. I'll never forgive myself for taking him away from this world."

" You at least tried to keep him in it. Had you not tried to turn him he might have died sooner. I might have never gotten to hear about him." I glanced at him before cracking a smile then taking a gulp of my scotch.

"I guess you're right. Still doesn't take back the love I lost Niklaus. Either way... Damon and I are merely... Trying to fill a hole in a puzzle with the wrong shaped piece. I just am lonely." I stood and sat my glass on the table before wandering out of the room. I didn't want to talk to him anymore about my feelings. It was a topic I hid very well even from my boys. I walked upstairs and passed Damon's room into my own taking a deep breath as I kicked off my shoes then sat on the window ledge. Truth be told I didn't know what I even felt towards Damon. He brought me comfort. Then again he did that in those cells and maybe I was holding onto that comfort.
I pushed the thoughts away once I heard something hit against the roof then peaked my head out to see the one person I had been waiting for. Erik. A smirk crossed my brims as I climbed out of the window and walked over to him before looking out over the city. "Now seems someone is a little early. Anxious to hunt are we?"

"Slightly." He smirked before glancing at me as he towered over me with his height. "Then again I have my son to protect and well Augustine is always fun to kill."