Amelia Nero~ Kol Mikaelson

Chapter 3

Amelia hears footsteps approaching. She straightens up and wipes away her tears. Taylor and Hayley make their way towards Amelia witches trailing them.

Amelia hears Klaus arguing with both Elijah and Sophie inside the mausoleum. Amelia walks into the large building with Taylor and Hayley.

"Klaus. You need to listen to them," Hayley pleaded making the three girls' presences known. Klaus looks over at them his face angry until his eyes land on Taylor and Amelia. His eyes soften for only a moment before he turns back to Elijah.

"You're all out of your minds if you think some liquor-fueled, one-night stand - no offense, sweetheart - means a thing to me," Klaus bellowed.

"Marcel may be able to keep us from practicing real magic in this town, but as keepers of the balance we still know when nature has cooked up something new. For example, I have a special gift...of sensing when a girl, or in this case, girls are pregnant," Sophie said with a smirk.

Klaus grew more upset, "What?"

"I know it's impossible..." Taylor started to say but trailed off unable to come up with the words to say.

"What are you saying?" Klaus demanded.

"Niklaus...the girl is carrying your child. And Ammy is carrying Kol's," Elijah told his brother softly hoping to soften the harsh blow.

"I said the same thing myself," Elijah admitted trying to calm his brother.

"This is a lie. You are all lying. Vampires cannot procreate," Klaus admonishes the group standing before him.

"But werewolves can. Magic made you a vampire, but you were born a werewolf. You're the Original hybrid, the first of your kind. And this pregnancy is one of nature's loopholes. And Ammy here well she got ahead of herself started practicing magic she shouldn't have touched," Sophie explained.

Amelia glared at the overconfident witch, "You do not get to call me Ammy. And I can practice whatever the hell I want."

Klaus screamed at Taylor, "You've been with someone else, admit it!"

Taylor yelled back with just as much force, "Hey, I've spent days held captive in a freaking alligator bayou because they think that I'm carrying some magical miracle baby. Don't you think I would've fessed up if it wasn't yours? Huh, and what about Ammy?!"

"Klaus...she's not lying and neither am I. I loved your brother more than anything else in this world. Do you really think I would have moved on so quickly? You're my best friend, Nik. I wouldn't lie to you," Ammy whispered softly upset with Klaus's antics.

Klaus's expression softened as he looked at his best friend. Sophie continued, "My sister gave her life to perform the spell she needed to confirm this pregnancy. Because of Jane-Anne's sacrifice, the lives of these girls and their babies are now controlled by us. If you don't help us take down Marcel, so help me, Taylor and Amelia won't live long enough to see their first maternity dresses.

"Wait, what?" both Taylor and Ammy gasped.

"Enough of this. If you want Marcel dead, he's dead. I'll do it myself," Elijah objected.

Sophie shouted, "No. We can't, not yet. We have a clear plan that we need to follow, and there are rules."

Klaus turned to face Sophie slowly his anger barely restrained and his voice frighteningly quiet, "How dare you command me...threaten me, with what you wrongfully perceive to be my weaknesses. I won't hear any more lies."

Klaus moves to leave when Elijah stops him, "Niklaus. Listen."

Klaus turns towards Taylor when he hears a heartbeat moving rapidly from her abdomen. He turns to Amelia who is protectively covering her stomach from there he is able to distinguish between two different heartbeats. He looks between the two girls' stomachs in wonder for a few long moments before meeting Taylor's eyes. He regains his composure and turns his back on Elijah and the girls.

"Kill her and the baby. What do I care?" Klaus asks as he storms out of the mausoleum.

Amelia was hurt as she watched Klaus leave and Taylor fed up growled, "Screw this. I'm out of here!"

"No one touches these girls. I'll fix this," Elijah replied quickly. Sophie nodded.

Elijah leaves to talk to Niklaus. Amelia waits with hope for both Elijah and Nik to walk back in and save them but only Elijah comes back.

Elijah interrupts the two witches who had previously been having a silent conversation, "She can't. I'm not entirely certain that I can, either. But now that your coven has drawn his ire, I have a question: What prevents my brother from murdering you instead of cooperating?"

Sophie smiled before taking a pin. She showed the sharp needle to the Original and then sticks it deep into her palm drawing a small dot of blood.

"Ow!" both Amelia and Taylor howl. Amelia cradles her hand as she looks at the speck of blood on her palm.

"You bitch! You linked us," Amelia cried knowing all about linking spells. Elijah looked at Taylor's hand and then at Amelia.

"The spell my sister performed, the one that got her killed? It didn't just confirm the pregnancy. It linked me to Taylor and Amelia. So anything that happens to me, happens to her, which means her life is in my hands. Klaus may not care about his own child, but it's clear what it already means to you. If I have to hurt them - or worse - to ensure that I have your attention, I will," Sophie challenged the Orignal.

"You're forgetting. I'm a witch too. And I'm betting I'm a hell of a lot powerful than you. What prevents me from simply unlinking us and then me killing you myself?" Maya seethed.

"The spell also prevents you from doing magic. I am channeling all of that pent of magical energy your feeling. You won't even be able to float a feather," Sophie gloated with a wide grin.

"You dare threaten an Original?" Elijah asked slightly amused.

"I have nothing to lose," Sophie stated her voice deadly calm.

Elijah's smile disappears as Sophie continues, "You have until midnight to get Klaus to change his mind."

When Elijah came back he had convinced Klaus to take the deal. So he was able to bring them back to a large white that sat on an old apple plantation. Amelia immediately makes her way to her room upset with pretty much everything. She cries as she throws an old lamp at the wall. She sinks to the floor bawling wondering why this is happening.