Alina's Past Lives.

A Dream Of A Life.

~*~Thalia POV~*~

I blinked a few times and looked around. There on the couch were four men. I knew them, but they looked older. Time had changed them. Even with the factor of age I recognized every one of them Finn, Elijah, Kol, and Hennric all alive and grown. They were sitting on the couch together eating pizza and laughing. On the other side of the couch was Rebekah, full grown woman and all beautiful. She sat beside two other woman. One of the women with light brown hair and blue eyes had a little boy in her lap; it was no doubt her and Elijah's child. He had his mother's pale skin and blue eyes but had Elijah's face shape and dark hair. He was beautiful and looked around the age of two or so. Rebekah also had a baby a little girl with ash blond hair and brown eyes. It was a fifty fifty mix of Rebekah and Esther, there genes ran strong. She looked a few months old, just barely sitting up by herself. She was giggling and playing with Rebekah's long hair. The other woman had a wedding ring on her finger and kept eyeing Kol from across the room that had a matching one. I always knew that Kol would find someone. Finn also had a wedding ring but where his wife was or who she was remained a mystery to me. Hennric was still so young he was almost a man now and would find someone to love soon I was sure of it. I was so overwhelmed with happiness I didn't even see Klaus enter the room. He looked the same as usual handsome and strong. He walked up to me and smiled. "What's wrong? You look overwhelmed." He stated and I shook my head. "No, no just happy, really happy." I smiled as I caressed his cheek and I could feel the warmth of his skin. "Good, we can't have you stressed. It's bad for the baby." He smiled as he dropped his hands to my hips. "Baby?" I questioned. I looked down to my stomach to see it swollen as if I was ready to pop. My hand dropped to my stomach and I almost broke down into tears. I felt a nudge under my hand and I felt tears stream down my cheek. "Why are you crying mommy?" I heard a voice question. I whipped my head to see a small girl barely out of her toddler years tugging on my dress. She was beautiful, a complete genetic copy of Klaus and I in one. Skin as pale as snow, long wavy dark blonde hair and the most stunning green eyes I had ever seen. They were my eyes, it was like looking into a mirror.

Klaus pulled the little girl into his arms and held her close to his chest. "She's just happy, Thyra." Klaus smiled at her. Thyra, what a beautiful name. "Why don't you go play with your brother's and mommy and I'll start lunch, Okay?" Klaus questioned her as he put her down.  "Okay, daddy." Thyra giggled to show her half grown in teeth before running off and meeting two boys one that was the same age and the other a few years older than her. I immediately recognized the elder ones tan face. My son, my baby boy Melo. The witch child I gave up nearly five hundred years before Klaus was even born, only he was here in this time along with my family. I recognized his face, his tan skin and chocolate brown eyes. My boy smiled at me and for a moment his eyes shined green with magic.