《Home | The Originals》Chapter 2: Late Night Bonding
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A knock on my door woke me up in the middle of the night. I look down and calmed myself a little seeing that Angel was sleeping peacefully on my chest. I gently put her in my place and surround her with every single pillow even putting some on the floor in case I'm gone for a while. I reached my door and opened it only to furrow my eyes as I stare at them. "What do you want, Klaus?" I asked him as he gives me his famous smiles.
"I thought we should have a chat together. I might need your help since you know more of the topic." He told me leaning against my door frame unable to enter.
I think about what could happen. "Fuck it." I shrugged my shoulders. "Fine, I'll chat with you, I just need to get my daughter before we leave." I told him and he smiled in victory.
I went back to my bedroom and packed a extra blanket, diapers, toys, and threw it over my shoulders before picking up Angel silently so she can stay sleep. I went to the door once I had everything and tried to walk past Klaus to leave but I had to stop because he pulled my baby bag off my shoulders. "Thanks." I said at his kindness and he only nodded his head at me.
It was silent between us as he drove. Angel would sometimes turn in her sleep and I would make sure she is having a peaceful dream. "What's her name?" Klaus asked as he glanced at the sleeping baby.
"Her name is Angel. I had her a few weeks ago. She is an outcome from my one night stand." I said smiling at my sleeping girl.
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"You're a hybrid." Klaus stated and I can here the proudness in his voice.
"For over a 1000 years. I was born as a witch before a plague took out my entire family. My parents didn't want their legacy to end so soon so they casted a spell, made me drink some wine mixed with blood and then slit my throat open. I woke up to them dead and only one survivor left in my village before I killed her." I said looking through the window while he focused on the road, getting into an comfortable silence between us.
"And the father?" He asked as he parks the car in front of this big house.
"Dead. Extremely dead and I made sure he will forever stay that way. He was nice when I met him but when I was pregnant he just became more strange by the day. The day after I gave birth to Angel, I woke up to him standing over her with a knife pointed at her head." I said and Klaus looks at me in shock. "At that time of my life, I've never been more angry at anything possible. I killed him before he had the chance to kill her and sent parts of his body to his pack before I killed them as well." I explained.
"I'm sorry that happened to you." Klaus apologizes and I looked at him.
"So the great Klaus Mikaelson does say sorry? This moment should be in the history books." I joked making him roll his eyes but he also smiled. Like a genuine smile.
He got out the car and opened my door for me to get out as well. "Let's talk business, shall we?" He said and held his arm out to the entrance of the mansion.
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