《Werecat Protector: TVD/TO》Werewolf Hunt
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Imarina's POV
Jackson and I are at a doctors office in Tennessee, while Stefan checks out a lead with Klaus. We've been hunting werewolves all summer. And I have not been feeling myself. At first I though it was because Jaguar is no longer with me. But then earlier this week I realized I could not shift. Jackson believes I am pregnant. So we are here to confirm it.
"Mr and Mrs Mikaelson" a nurse calls and we stand up. We had taken our charges last name as we are practically family. "Come this way" she says and leads us to a room. "The doctor will see you shortly" she states before leaving us. I change into the hospital gown and sit on the bed.
Soon a female doctor enters the room. "Hello Mr and Mrs Mikaelson, I am Doctor Chandler. What are we in for today?" she asks us.
"My period is late" I tell her.
"We wish to know if she's pregnant" Jackson adds.
"Of course, lay down dear and we shall do an ultrasound" she tells me. I do so and lift the gown to reveal my stomach. "This maybe cold" she tells me and puts the gelled wand on my stomach. "So how long have you been married?" she asks us.
"Two months" Jackson lies. Yeah we're pretending to be married. Though I wish we were for real. But we still need to get to know each other more. The doctor smiles and turns on the screen. She watches it as she moves the wand over my stomach. She frowns in confusion.
"Give me a moment" she tells us and leaves.
"Is something wrong?" I ask Jackson scared.
"I'm sure everything is fine" he assures me as he gives my hand a squeeze. Soon she returns with another doctor. Who takes the wand and places it on my stomach. He looks at the screen and smiles. "Is my wife pregnant?" Jackson asks him.
"Very much so" the elderly doctor tells us smiling. "You are having triplets" he tells us and I start to feel faint. "Eight weeks along, I'd say you're due in January. Do you wish to see them?" he asks and we nod our heads. He turns the screen to us.
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"Baby A, B and C" the female doctor says pointing to each baby. "Do you wish for a photo?" she asks us. Jackson nods his head and I black out.
(Time skip)
I wake up in the car. "A big shock huh" Jackson says as he drives.
"Yes, I'm not ready for this Jackson. I don't know how to raise one baby let alone three" I tell him scared.
"Hey, it'll be ok" he assures me. "I'll be there every step of the way" he states as he grabs a hold of my head. "The doctor gave us two photos of the babies and I also got you the vitamins you'll need to take" he explains.
"Thank you" I say with a smile. "We still in Tennessee?" I ask him.
"Nope, the lead we found was good. Now were are heading to the Southern Comfort Bar in Atlanta" he tells me. "Klaus is thrilled by the way, he wants more jaguars though" he tells me.
"We don't have control over what werecat our babies become" I state.
"I told him that, Stefan says congrats by the way" he adds. "We'll be at the bar in an hour, you can sleep more if you want" he tells me.
"Nah, I've slept enough" I tell him. I look out the window at the passing scenario and sigh.
"What's wrong?" he asks me concerned.
"I always thought I'd be married before I had a baby. Now I'm having three and we have only been dating for six weeks" I tell him.
"Will you marry me?" he asks me and I look at him shocked. "I know we've only known each other for three months. But we're mates and I love you" he tells me honestly. "So will you marry me Imarina?" he asks me again.
"Yes, I'd love to marry you" I tell him smiling.
"Great, we'll marry soon" he tells me smiling and I smile back. We soon arrive at the bar and park next to Klaus' car. We get out and walk over to the other two.
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"So what's the plan?" I ask Klaus.
"Glad to see you're awake for the fun little cat" he says smiling. "We are looking for a werewolf called Ray Sutton. Can you smell a werewolf here?" he asks Jackson and I. We nod our heads. "Stefan compel the bar, Jackson you and Imarina cover the exits. I shall go greet our future friend" he says smirking.
We do as we're told. Once Stefan compelled the bar he starts to torture Ray. Trying to find out the location of where his pack transforms on full moons. Klaus is just sitting next to them and watching. Everyone else is acting as though nothing unusual is going on.
Soon a woman appears. "I am here to report to Klaus" she tells me. I nod my head over to Klaus and she walks over to him. I listen in on her report. "Hello mister Klaus. I have some more information for you. You told me to tell you if I saw anything. I saw the guys spotted Damon at the farm house" she tells him.
So Damon is still tracking us and is getting close. "Well, thank you Claudine. You'll just tell your friends to keep up the good work" Klaus tells her. The girl walks away and Stefan comes up to Klaus. She leaves the bar.
"My brother still on our trail?" Stefan asks Klaus.
"He's getting closer, I'm gonna have to deal with that or send the werecats" Klaus states.
"No, no, no! Let me handle it" Stefan insists.
"Why should I let you leave?" Klaus asks him.
"Cause, you know I'll come back" he tells him.
"Do I?" Klaus asks him.
"You saved my brother's life; I'm at your service" Stefan reminds him.
"Ah, you sound so tedious and indentured. Aren't you even having the least bit of fun?" Klaus asks pointing at Ray. Who is chained to the wall, and has darts in his body. He's in a lot of pain because of the wolfsbane.
"I'll make sure that my brother doesn't bother us any more" Stefan tells him. Stefan leaves and Klaus sends Jackson to watch him. He then takes over torturing Ray. While I get myself something to eat. I sit down by the door still keeping lookout as I eat my lunch.
(Time skip)
Ray is lying on his back on a pool table. He'd finally given up the location of where his pack transforms on the full moon. "Okay, it's a three step process, Ray. This is step one. I want you to drink from my wrist" Klaus tells him.
"I already told you where to find the pack. What more do you want from me?" Ray groans.
"Have you been listening to a word I've been saying, Ray? I have great plans for you" Klaus tells him smirking.He cuts his wrist and makes him drink his blood. Jackson wraps his arms around me and not soon after Stefan enters the bar as Klaus snaps Ray's neck. "You're back" he says as he looks at Stefan.
"Did you doubt me?" Stefan asks him.
"Not for a second. I knew you'd pass the test. You still care for your brother, for your old life" Klaus states.
"Nah, I don't care about anything anymore" Stefan lies.
"You put on a good show Stefan. I almost believe you. Let's hope, for your brother's sake, he does. You never stop caring about family, do you? But, every time you feed, the blood makes it easier to let go" Klaus states. "Anyway we have a wolf pack to go visit" he tells us and we leave the bar.
A/N
Picture above of Imarina with Jackson.
The triplets will be born after episode 10 of season 4.
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