Baby Mikaelson

The Ball

Amy's POV:

I awoke to Jackson whispering my name. "Yes... What" I grumbled. "This was on the porch for you". I opened the box. Inside was a beautiful dress and a note.

Amy,

I have been informed that you will be joining me at the dance tonight. I hope to see you there my sweet. Inside is an outfit for you. Please wear this tonight so I can find you. I can't wait to see you.

Marcel

I looked at it confused but smiled at the outfit. It was beautiful. I can't believe he would leave this out for me. Jackson looked really confused but I just smiled back innocently.

The day flew by and soon it was time to get ready. I got into the outfit (https://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=231246845)  and walked out to see Jackson and Oliver stood there in shock. "You look amazing" Oliver said. I smiled softly. "So I got a call of Klaus saying you need a date for this. Will you except me as such?" Jackson said. I smiled. "Of course I will" I giggled. 

We got into Jackson's car and started towards the ball. I was really nervous. Things had all changed so much recently and now I was willingly going back to the family that locked me in a box and carried on their lives without me. I was trusting a man I barely knew. I suddenly forgot how to breathe. Maybe this was a stupid idea. Maybe coming back was  a bad idea. I should have just stayed in that box and never left. This wouldn't all be happening if I had just stayed put. "Amy?" I heard Jackson say but I couldn't focus. I felt like I was inside my own head screaming at myself but my body wouldn't respond. "Amy... Look at me sweetheart" Jackson said, flitting his eyes from the road to me and back to the road. I started breathing too quickly. I was screaming but no one could hear me. Next thing I know, we have pulled over and Jackson is by my car door helping me get air and trying to get me to talk to him. "Amy... Please look at me baby girl. I need you to breathe slowly for me ok. Come on Amy. Your brothers are going to kill me if you die right now. AMY" He said. I gasped for air and suddenly I was in control again. I could breathe. I could move. "Jackson" My voice said shakily, cracking while I spoke. "Oh thank god" Jackson said, finally breathing out, engulfing me into a hug. "What happened?" He asked. I honestly don't know what happened but I couldn't tell him what was going on in my head. "Nothing. I completely zoned out" I lied. He didn't looked convinced in the slightest but thankfully, he didn't push the matter. "O...k" He said as he got back into his side of the car. He continued to drive until we got to the party. And in typical Mikaelson style, it couldn't go well could it?

We pulled up and Jackson opened my car door and extended his arm for me to take. We got into the ball and my entire family was stood around the hall, dressed to the nine. I took at deep breath and clutched onto Jackson's arm. "Well well well. I didn't think you would actually wear it. You look stunning" "Marcel" Amy said without turning around to look at him. "I'm glad you came." "Don't get your hopes up just yet. I'm not sure how tonight is going to go." I admitted to him. "Care for a drink?" He asked. Jackson's eyes flashing from mine to my stomach and back. "No thank you. I'd like to keep my wits about me. Especially around you." I said.

Jackson's POV:

I watched Amy smiled at Marcel. This girl was something else. She was funny and caring was is going to be a great mom. "Would you like to dance?" I asked her. She smiled sweetly and nodded. I took her in my arms and walked her to the dance floor. She looked magnificent. "So, I have been thinking, I think I need to see my siblings. Are you gonna be ok?" She asked me. I guess this is the best for her, to talk to them at a party where I can still whisk her away when she wants to leave and where no one will start a scene for fear of ruining their names. "I'll be fine. And I will be right her when you're ready to leave. Ok?" I said. She nodded and I kissed her forehead. She turned and walked away. 

Amy's POV:

I walked towards Klaus. "Sister" "Brother. We need to talk. Alone. Where no one can hear us" I said. Looking round to see how many vampires were listening in. Klaus nodded and we began to walk upstairs. 

Klaus' POV:

Me and Amy walked upstairs. I hope she's ok. She still hasn't come to terms with the whole being pregnant with some douche from school who drugged and raped her. So the fact she actually wants to talk away from other people could be one of many conversations. But I was not, nor would I ever have been, prepared for what she was about to say...