Remember Me? (COMPLETE)

Part 3: The Long Lost Daughter

By: eternityunicorn

Before long, the Original was sitting in a cafe just outside the city limits with Antoinette sitting across from him. He had just finished telling her that Greta was dead, killed by Eternity, but that Roman had thankfully escaped unharmed. She looked mournful for the loss of her mother, but it wasn't a deep, devastating sort that one might expect. It was a mild sort of mourning that one might feel for a complete stranger that died tragically.

"Are you alright?" Elijah asked her softly, reaching across the table to touch her hand.

"My mother brought this upon herself," Antoinette replied quietly. "My mother did all these heinous things because of some deluded ideology that vampires need to be pure. She carried on a war that she could not win - that her followers will not win. Not only do they have your family to contend with, but...." She trailed off, looking down.

"Eternity too," he finished for her, swallowing thickly in speaking the other woman's name. "Actually, I think that it is only her they'll have to deal with since the Mikaelsons are scattered and unable to reunite. So, it is only her that will stand against them, and she will slaughter them all effortlessly, I'm sure."

Antoinette looked at him with an indescribable expression that resembled a mix of curiosity, worry, and jealousy.

It was his turn to look away. Then Elijah confessed, "She told me something at Shiloh Place. She told me that we had a daughter together named Arianna."

His fiancée blinked rapidly, "A daughter? But that's not possible. Vampires can't have children."

He shrugged and finally returned his gaze to her face. "Apparently, with a little divine intervention, they can," he sighed, then he spoke his thoughts rapidly from there without thinking, "If it's true, then I have missed seven years of her life - of my daughter's life! What kind of father am I, if I intentionally abandoned her? If I left her alone this entire time? I keep thinking about it and I can't help but feel horrible. Not to mention, I intentionally abandoned my wife too, the mother of this miracle child, erasing them from my mind! Just what kind of man was I to do such a thing?" He scrubbed his hands over his face in frustration.

"I guess that means the wedding is off," Antoinette smiled sadly, while playing with the engagement ring on her finger. "You'll be going back to them - to her, yes?"

Immediately, Elijah realized what he had said and part of him wished he could take it back. He sighed heavily, "I-I don't know. I love you, Antoinette. I do, and I still desire our future together, but this is my daughter we're talking about. I left her alone, let her grow up without me, and I have no idea who she is. At the very least, I need to see her. I need to meet her."

His fiancée licked her lower lip, still refusing to look at him. "If you go there, you're going to get your memories back," she murmured shakily. "You know that's what will happen. We both do. Then you'll forget all about me, because you'll have your wife and your daughter. You'll have your old life back and I'll be nothing to you. These seven years will be nothing compared to the thousand with your family and the many with your wife. I'll lose you. Forever."

He didn't know what to say to comfort her. In fact, he didn't think that there was anything he could say to do so. He found himself to be very torn between his old life and his new one.

"Well, your daughter is probably at the Mikaelson compound in the French Quarter. Perhaps you can reach out to her somehow," Antoinette suggested, after realizing that he wasn't going to attempt to reassure her that wasn't the case. "Maybe there is a way that you can see your daughter. Though, I'm afraid I can't go with you. You and I both know that Klaus would capture me, then torture, and probably kill me, if he laid eyes on me because of what my mother tried to do to his own wife and child. I can't risk being seen there. It's too dangerous for me."