Paranoia(Klaus Mikealson Fan-Fic)

Baby Mikaelson

Klaus and Elijah rush around the cemetery, trying to figure out where the witches are keeping the baby.

"The tombs are empty, the grounds are deserted, she's NOT HERE!" Elijah yelled out frantically.

"This is the only place they can be! We'll keep searching." Klaus replied, still distraught.

"They are NOT HERE, Niklaus! We're wasting time!" Elijah yelled in defeat, his emotions were affecting him dearly.

"The Harvest was here! The Reaping was here! They're about to perform a ritual which will feed their ancestors for centuries! Ancestors who are buried HERE!" Klaus yelled as well, they were both so confused.

Klaus stops talking when he notices an angel statue on top of one of the tombs. He sighed in frustration.

"This statue, we've passed by this three times, all whilst going in the same direction." Klaus stated.

Klaus and Elijah brainstorm silently as they examine the various tombs near them.

"They've fabricated some kind of illusion." Elijah finally comprehended.

Klaus vamp -speeds to the top of the tomb with the angel statue and tries to get a better view of the cemetery. When he looks out, there seem to be an infinite number of tombs, stretching out to make the cemetery appear to be endless.

"That's one word for it." He sighed out in annoyance.

Klaus and Elijah are still walking through the maze illusion in the cemetery, using a stone like a piece of chalk in order to mark the tombs that they pass.

"It's ingenius. I can see them, I can feel them, and yet, they are not real." He stated with a sigh.

"There has to be a way. Even if we could just push through -" Elijah started still distrustful running his hands through his hair, before Klaus interrupts him.

"What we need to do is focus." Klaus suggested.

"My only focus right now is that child and her safety, do you understand me?" Elijah snapped. "This - all of this - this is the world that you created, Niklaus." He stated furious.

"Brother-" Klaus urged but was cut off.

"All of your scheming, the enemies that you have made every single day of your miserable life - what results did you expect? That your child would be born into a happy life? That the mother would be alive to know her daughter? That we could live and thrive as some - as some sort of family?" Elijah demanded.

"That was your fantasy, brother, not mine!" Klaus yelled back.

"NO, brother! This was our hope. This was our family's hope." He yelled enraged, he tried to catch his breath. "And now she is gone." He stated softly. "Do you understand? I let this person in. I let her in! I don't let people in! You knew this. You've taken her from me! I needed her, and you've broken me." He said trying to hold back his tears.

Elijah sits down on the stoop of one of the tombs and puts his head in his hands. Klaus quietly sits down next to him and grips his arm in comfort.

"I can tell my daughter, and you can tell your niece how much we cared for her mother when we save her." Klaus comforted. Elijah looks at him, his chin quivering, as Klaus nods encouragingly.

Currently at St.Annes Church...

Alice's body is still laying on the table at the sacristy, where Elijah left her. Her neck looks as though it has healed and same with the hole in her chest. Suddenly, she awakens with a gasp and grabs her throat and looks down at her chest. As she sits up, she's overwhelmed with flashbacks of being in labor, the baby being born, Klaus being pinned to the wall, and Monique slitting her throat and ripping out her heart. She realizes the baby is still alive, but has been taken by the witches, and calms herself before leaving to find her.