The healing period after giving birth is extreme. It had been a few weeks since I gave birth. Since I had blacked out from not only the pain but from my Siren and Demon trying to claw their way free to endure this. Since I woke up to Finn and Nik cuddled around me.

I don't remember much from the actual labor I had been through. Kol had stayed with me the whole time. Never leaving my side until the baby made it's first cry. I could feel his heart swelling in joy. Who knew the childish one of the Mikaelson's would be the one to need a child. A son.

Rebekah and Kieran showed up sometime in the weeks it took to recover. Bekah was so excited to see her new nephew. Kieran acting as the 'cool' uncle. He brought a bunch of cool things for him. Like books from his native lands and a onesie saying 'I'm Irish, Kiss me.' It was adorable.

Caroline and Stefan had come by as well. Caroline accepting the role as Godmother- although I never asked. But I allowed it. She would have been my first or second choice either way. And this just had her included into the family we had created.

Finn stepped into the role of father bear. At least that's what I call him. He is the one who is always in the nursery. Always up and feeding, changing or rocking the baby to sleep. I think it is from his need to be nurturing. From growing up in such a damaged family.

Nik had taken over as the cook in the house. I know. It shocked me too. The first thing he made was a homemade pizza. It made the house smell like an Italian Pizzeria for days. Apparently only Kol didn't know how to cook without causing some kind of fire.

Elijah was still the controlling one. He was in charge of setting up my after appointments and all of the baby's pediatric appointments. Not to mention, I swear I saw him looking into supernatural Preschools last week. The baby is only a few weeks old!

Oh! Ashmedai, my father, has taken up his offer on teaching me. He waited until I wasn't bleeding as much and now shows me something new every week. Like this week I learned that I can actually transform my appearance. He had apparently done it with Doctor Greyson half way through my pregnancy. No wonder he had blue eyes randomly.

Uncle Lucifer is a great guy. You would think him being the Prince of Pride, would make him conceited or egotistical-which he was. But he was funny. Him and Kol got along swimmingly. He was also teaching me things about my powers. Mostly about the Siren half. He had apparently been really close to my mother before she ran off. It makes me wonder if- no.. thats not possible..is it? Either way. It's why he calls me Little Birdie. He used to call my mother Birdie. He was the one to teach me to fly. Or is trying to. Fear of heights is a thing.

So thats it- Oh, the baby? Well, after much consideration...we named him Levi Henrik Mikaelson. Levi being after my father- the one who raised me. I swear my mates had all frozen when I declared the name. Nik had teased up slightly. Rebekah straight up cried for joy at the name. I think I had made a good choice. Kol just calls him Henry. Completely ignoring the first name, which I should have known would happen. And that necklace that Finn had made for Henrik- it now hands in the nursery as a ward to protect Levi. My siren and Demon now protect me.

So that's it. That's the start of my amazing family. How my life changed so drastically I barely kept up.

Yours Always,

Octavia Yorker-Mikaelson

"Octavia?" I glanced up from the black journal that Finn had gotten me. He had said it was a way to connect with my mother and also to have something for my children if anything ever happened. Always thinking of the future.

"Hmm? What is it, Elijah?" I questioned as he stood in my doorway. A smirk tugged at his lips as I scanned over his body. His button up shirt was splayed open, displaying his lean chest. The thing that had me freeze up though. That made my breath catch in my throat in excitement. The paddle in his hands. My eyes traced over it before slowly moving back up to meet his heated gaze.

"You mentioned something about being punished for lying to me... do you recall?" My muscles caused me to swallow harshly at the reminder before my demon edged closer to the surface. Seeing a challenge to play with.

"You might need to remind me.." I teased, placing the journal to the side on my nightstand. Elijah stepped into the room, his smirk fading slightly as he kept his serious exterior on display. Trying to frighten me into submission. But my demon hated playing by the rules.

"Finn filled me in on the massacre of the Malum Columbam." I couldn't stop the bark of laughter that left me before I covered my mouth. Elijah raised his eyebrow at me, prompting me to answer his unasked question.

"Evil Pigeons... Really?? How can you not laugh at that name?" I asked as I moved to my knees on the bed. Looking up at him through my eyelashes. "So... you're going to punish me for killing a few pigeons? Where's the harm in that?" I asked, focusing on the challenging gleam that glimmered in his eyes.

"It's not the killing. It's the fact that you had lied to me on where you were going." Elijah informed me. The paddle in his hand tightly.

"I never lied. I said we were going on a date. It was a fantastic date. Delicious. Romantic. Red everywhere. It was like Valentine's Day." I grinned. Elijah shook his head at my antics.

"Strip, Octavia."

And that is how I planned to spend the rest of my life. In love with my four mates and probably naked half the time.

The End.