𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Kai Parker's little sister, Elizabeth after escaping her prison world, sleeps with the only vampire that can procreate, just her luck. Being pregnant with a miracle child, what a joke.
[Klaus Mikaelson]
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Elizabeth had gotten a lot of sleep—something she desperately needed after everything that had happened. The kidnapping, another vision of her babies, that god-awful needle in her stomach. And, of course, her first real fight with her only friend.
She was still mad at Hayley. Furious, actually. Hayley had chosen to trust some guy who kidnapped them—chose him over her. It stung. Elizabeth had thought maybe Hayley could be her family. But now she realized how selfish that thought had been. And okay, maybe she overreacted a little by trying to stab her... Just a little. She knew friendship didn't usually involve attempted murder, but she wasn't exactly an expert in the field.
Hayley had been her first real friend. And what she'd said to that damn siphoner—that hurt. She shouldn't have brought up Kai. Elizabeth knew her brother wasn't the most emotionally functional person, but he had loved her in his own twisted way.
Normally, Elizabeth would've thrived on this kind of drama. After sixteen long, miserable years in a prison world, she'd craved chaos. And while she did find ways to entertain herself in that world—breaking rules, stealing gowns, reading forbidden grimoires—she eventually realized that the one thing she missed most was people. Real connection.
Still, getting kidnapped was way less fun than doing the kidnapping. And now, she had babies to protect. Stress like this? Not ideal for two developing siphoner hybrids. She hoped once Klaus reclaimed Marcel's kingdom, things would finally settle down. But who was she kidding? That kind of peace wasn't meant for people like her.
Her children would always be targets—either because of what they were or who their parents were. Abominations. That's what they'd be called. Just like her.
Maybe it was better if she left this cursed city altogether—for their sake. She might actually do it too... if she were sure Klaus would follow. She knew he wanted the babies. The look on his face when he thought she'd gotten rid of them said everything. And as much as she hated to admit it, he deserved a chance. He might even be a better father than hers. Not that the bar was high.
Honestly, he might even be a better parent than she was.
Elizabeth didn't believe for a second she'd make a good mother. She just tried to stab her only friend. She'd killed her own siblings—hated them, yes, but they were still kids. A small, bitter part of her felt guilty for it, though she'd never admit it aloud. Still, if given the choice again, she'd probably do it all over.
Her family had called her an abomination. And maybe... they were right. How could something like her be a good mother?
Her dark thoughts were interrupted when Klaus entered her room, holding a plate of pasta.
Since she hadn't felt like leaving bed, he'd decided to bring her something to eat.
"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours, love?" he asked, setting the plate down beside her.
