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“I’m saying we leave, and we don’t look back.” 

Klaus stares at you, that stubborn look in his eye, that says retreat isn’t a word in his vocabulary. You’ve seen it multiple times since you’ve met. And since you started a relationship, it’s been the bane of your existence. 

“Leave New Orleans? Leave our home? I’m building an empire! A kingdom!” 

“We don’t need a kingdom! We have each other. We have Hope!” You walk towards him, and grip his tee-shirt in your hands, “We have a daughter!” 

“Don’t tell me about our daughter!” 

“We almost lost her! The New Orleans coven nearly killed me to get to her. If I hadn’t had that spell, we both would have been dead. You would have been alone again!” 

He pauses at that and you push forward with your argument, “The New Orleans witches have no power outside of the city. They rely on magic provided by their ancestors. If we leave, they can’t come after us. We can stay with Hope. We can raise her, be a family. Hell, we could have more kids.” Tears are streaming down your face now. 

Klaus steps towards you right as Hope starts crying. You go to her, and cradle her to your chest. You bounce her slightly, and apologize for waking her, but you know she’ll be hungry soon enough.

You stare at Klaus, who is watching you with careful eyes. “You need to decide which is more important: our family or power. I know I can’t have everything I want Klaus, but our little family is pretty damn close.” 

He approaches you quickly, and grips your bicep before pulling you and Hope into his arms. One hand settles on your waist, the other on top of yours on Hope’s back. He places a kiss, on the top of your head, “Don’t bother packing. We’ll buy whatever we need when we get where ever we’re going.” 

You sag in relief, and look up at him, “Really?” 

He nods, “Feed our daughter, while I make the arrangements. We’ll leave in an hour.”  You go up on your toes and kiss him with everything you have.

“Thank you.”