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Excuse me, what?" Elena was bewildered. She never wanted kids. She never saw the appeal of snot nosed little mutants running around and calling her mommy. She didn't have a motherly bone in her body.

Elijah looked as if someone had told him he had just won the lottery. Everything he wanted for Elena was slowly coming true. He looked at her, wanting to share this newfound piece of happiness with her, but all he saw on her face was disgust.

"Elena?" Finn said softly, "Are you alright?"

Elijah took her hand, imploring her to look at him, "Darling, what's wrong?"

Elena's face twisted into a mask of anger, "What's wrong? I'm dead! I'm not supposed to have children! This shouldn't be happening!"

"But it is," Elijah reminded her gently, "You can finally have what you want."

"What I want? Elijah, I never wanted kids! I don't want the whole white picket fence, house full of kids thing," Elijah visibly flinched at her words, "I thought I was going to die before I turned eighteen thanks to that demonic hybrid over there! Do you really think I gave much thought to an actual human life?"

Elijah fumbled with his words, not knowing how to comfort his wife. Klaus interjected, "I'm sorry, Elena. I truly am, love. But now you have a chance to live a somewhat normal life with my brother."

"As normal as Elijah can be, anyway," Kol muttered slyly.

Elena had Kol against the wall in a second, her hand wrapped around his throat so tight that her knuckles were white, "You will not insult my husband again. Do you understand, Kol? Or do I have to break your neck for you to get it."

"And that would be the hormones," Finn muttered, appraising the scene before him as Klaus and Elijah shot him a dark look.

Elena, not liking that they were talking about her, quickly snapped Kol's neck and ran upstairs, shutting her bedroom door so hard behind her that it seemed to shake the entire Compound to its very foundation.

"Well, that was eventful," Klaus said, surprised at what just took place.

Elijah stalked into the study, pouring himself a glass of bourbon and downed it in one swig. Finn and Klaus followed him, leaving Kol in a crumpled heap in the formal dining room.

"Finn, I hope you understand that I have some questions," Elijah said as he refilled his glass and poured an additional drink for Klaus.

"Is there somewhere we can talk in private? I don't feel comfortable answering your questions when Elena can hear us, but she isn't present," Finn said, sitting down across from Elijah.

"The walls are soundproof, Finn. Elena won't hear a thing," Klaus said, taking the drink Elijah had given him.

Finn relaxed visibly at that, nodding at Elijah, "What would you like to know?"

"How long will the child live? Will it age? Will it require blood or other nourishment? How long will Elena carry the child?" Elijah's questions came out so fast that if Finn wouldn't have been a vampire he wouldn't have understood any of them.

"The child should live as long as you and Elena do, it will stop aging once it reaches the age that the older parent was when they were turned. So, in this case Elijah, the child will stop aging at thirty-one. It will gain nourishment from blood and human food, meaning it will survive on either. Judging by the rate of Elena's pregnancy right now, I'd say she'd be with child a month or so," Finn explained.

"Not to point out the elephant in the room, mates, but what if Elena doesn't want to keep the baby?" Klaus asked, genuinely concerned.

Elijah looked down, "I'm not ready to consider that option, Niklaus. She's my only mate. My only chance at having a family of my own."