Elejah: Love Story

Chapter 23: The Triplets

Elena's POV

We get to go home today! We were watching Lyssa, Nikky, and Jerry all cuddle up together while they slept. The boys were both on the ends. Then somebody barges in causing all three of them to start crying. I pick Alyssa up as Klaus and Lijah pick Nikky and Jerry up.

Me: What are you doing here John?

John: So Ash wasn't lying. You did have triplets. Let me remind you guys of something. Prophecy says that the first set of Mikaelson triplets will be the most powerful things in the world. Even more powerful than Niklaus. You guys are gonna have to keep the triplets hidden. Everybody will be after them. Some to steal them. Some to kill them. I'm sorry for not being supportive before but I'm here now. So what's their names?

Klaus: Why should we tell you???

Elijah: Our oldest is Niklaus Henrik. Middle is Alyssa Sommer. The youngest is Jeremy Matthew.

Matt: Matthew?

Me: Yes Matt, Matthew. After my oldest guy friend.

John: Can I hold one of them?

Klaus: He's not getting Nikky from me.

Jeremy: I just got Jerry, he's not getting him.

Me: Here, your great niece Lyssa .

John: My granddaughter Lyssa .

Isabelle: Granddaughter?

John motions at Klaus to vamp speed out. So he does.

John: Yeah Isabelle. Twin babies. Alyssa and Niklaus.

Isabelle: Really? Maybe you didn't notice but I've been out there for a while just listening. Yes that one is Alyssa. But the one in little Gilberts hands is Jeremy. And Niklaus just left with the Original Hybrid. Don't act like I'm stupid John.

Me: Who the hell are you?

Isabelle: I'm your mother. Now I will give you one chance to go get both Niklaus's and be back in here in 5 Minutes. Its about time for a family meeting. Until you get back Alyssa and Jeremy don't leave the room.

I look at Elijah with wide eyes and he goes after Klaus.

Me: So which one do you want? To steal them or to kill them? Because we won't let you do either.

Isabelle: Yes you will. Unless you want your Aunt Jenna to die.

Me: Kol, where's Jenna?

Kol: I took her home an hour ago.

I get my phone and start dialing Jenna's number.

Isabelle: Don't even bother calling her. She'll be a little preoccupied to answer. Now you either give up the babies or poor Aunt Jenna dies.