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His Girl

AN: Will, the poll decided on Elijah/Tristan Child for my OC. So, heres a set up! CW: Mpreg? It's mostly just the sections to slip into canon, not too much of course. WC: 830

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Elijah didn't know why he'd ended up with Tristan when he was meant to finding Rebekah. Tristan didn't fight when he didn't say a word, just drew him into a kiss. He tried to keep himself from thinking about those memories that had come back. He just focused on Tristan, on Tristan who immediately took control, hands rough on his skin. It was only the next night morning, when he woke, Tristan still asleep.

He paused a moment, then carefully pushed up out of bed and redressed, it was as he went to the door, pulling out his phone just in time for it to chime when Tristan woke, Tristan called his name, Elijah turned to him, he looked uncomfortable or unsure then he was just Gone.

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He met Rebekah at the house in Arkansas, he smiled as she handed him Hope as they spoke, about their mother, about her deal, but avoided explaining where he was. She looked at him slightly confused, slightly worried, but didn't ask and brushed it off.

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Everything had seemed fine, going to plan. Until Dahlia was there in the church. She'd stopped and smiled after she'd thrown him back, "now that Is unexpected." She said, her gaze running over Elijah. "I had wondered where the newest blood one was coming from." She offered, "what a wonderful gift from another witch." She told him and stepped forward, "I do wonder if it was a blessing for me or cure for you." She said casually.

"Excuse me?" Elijah asked carefully.

"Pregnancy, you're having a child. A first Born, and therefore Mine."

He shifted to one side even in his shocked state and Klaus dove at her with his weapon.

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"Freya-" Elijah started when they got back to the compound.

"I will check." She agreed.

"What kind of a man can be the Mother." Mikael said annoyed as Elijah tensed but just followed Freya into the room.

"Is there a father?" Freya asked when she stopped staring at the positive reaction.

He nodded sharply, eyes flicking to Mikael in discomfort, the mans gaze had sharpened, he was almost glad when Klaus's annoyance took over and snapped at Mikael. He was just glad attention was off him.

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"Are you going to tell us who the father is?" Rebekah asked casually.

"I don't think that's the best idea." He offered as his hand moved to his flat stomach for a moment.

"Was it going to be what happened before you met me?" He was quiet for a moment, and she sighed, "you know you can tell me." Rebekah told him, "I just want to know who my brother is having a baby with." She told him.

"I'm not sure I should tell Him Rebekah." He told him. "Give me a chance to understand it myself for a while." He told her and leant to press a kiss to her temple. "You'll be the first to know." He told her and she smiled.

"I better be." She told him.

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He held the girl close after the birth, Klaus wasn't someone he wanted to see, Hayley was stuck as a wolf and Rebekah was away. Freya was taking care of Hope for now, so it was him alone as he fed her, she was so Small, her eyes that were like his own, but so much more, she looked at her in trust only a baby could. One he's not sure he's ever seen aimed at him.

He didn't know if he should tell Tristan, he's not sure Tristan would be a good father. He didn't want his little girl to look at him like that, that man was Dangerous, he was manipulative and he'd helped him make him the monster he was as much as he helped Tristan into who he was. This little girl, his girl deserved better.

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"So, what did you call her?" Rebekah asked on the laptop, she was smiling at the tiny girl who had just fallen asleep as the call had began.

"Evangeline Dawn Mikaelson." He offered.

"That's sweet, little Eva is interesting choice with my current body-"

"Her name wasn't on the forefront of my mind." He told her.

"Well, its still pretty, you and pretty French things." She joked and he smiled lightly.

"Tristan." He said quietly, "the father was Tristan." He told her and she stared at him in shock.

"Oh, you really went back to your old habits." She said slowly and surprised.

"I know, not my best decision." He told her simply.

"Are you telling him?"

"Now that doesn't seem like a good decision either."

"Another powerful parent?"

"You remember how he was with Aurora, Rebekah."

"Well, yeah, there was that." She said, "but think about it. Doesn't the Strix have a coven?"

"We don't need more people protecting her." He told her with a slight frown. "But, I may think about it." He offered, "how is the search going?"

CW - Messy relationship, mentioned abusive | WC: 577

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Calico watched the fire, her knees drawn to her chest. "Calico." The man spoke and she looked over to him, her chin resting on her arms. He look over her and his lips pursed at how Small she was making herself, she was small enough already. "Are you going to start Helping me?"

She frowned a moment as she took a moment to translate, When she started to respond it was in French and he cut her off, "I... how could I help?" She asked him slower in the language he'd pushed her into using instead of her own.

"Do you know how to cook?" She frowned because no. No she didn't. Because her father had never stepped foot in a kitchen never mind her. People were paid to do that. "No wonder your father left you, you're a spoilt brat. Come here. I'll teach you, it'll be your task once you do." He told her.

She didn't quite pout and took too long to pull herself from her small curled up position by the warmth, well, she assumed, he'd moved and grabbed her arm tight enough to make her yelp as he dragged her toward the where he'd set up with dead rabbits and knives. "Take the knife." He told her as he let go and moved to the small set up.

"... they're bunnies." She said quietly.

"They're food." He said sharply. "Pick up the Knife." He repeated. She looked at him then the set up uncomfortable but then she picked up the knife. She was shaking, uncomfortable but she could see the already dark bruise building on her arm in the perfect shape of his hand.

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Calico got annoyed when she was working and raised her knife and gripped at her hair, her wrist was grabbed just before she cut through it. She went completely still and looked up at Mikael who just looked mad.

"You're not cutting your hair." Her eyes flicked to his, his had been long when they met, he'd cut it short.

"It is impractical." She said slowly.

"You are a Lady. You will leave it be." He said, "tie it back if you need it." She frowned but nodded as his hand tightened. He let go, "put your hair up, knife away and grab a staff." He told her and motioned towards the one to the side.

"I was-" She looked at the small bird she'd been carving but placed her knife down and he held out a line of material and she tied her hair up, messy, not well, but it was up as she reached for the staff. It was going to be a long day.

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Calico rubbed at her shoulder, "Monsieur? I... it is out of place, can you-" Mikael moved to her, hand on her shoulder, he didn't hesitate and the snap of the bond was loud, pain screamed through her body but she bit down roughly to stop the scream passing her lips, instead blood slipped past them.

His eyes shifted to and wiped the blood away. "Handle your pain better." He told her. The look on his face wasn't something she was sure she could recognise. Had it been her nanny... it was almost worry and care, but it filtered though the annoyance and need for control she was used to from her father.

"I will." She said simply she told him quietly. She could figure it out.

WC: 360

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Angel was jogged through the woods, ear buds in... until the ice cold touch ran over his arm, and he turned knocking into a tree when he didn't stop quick enough.

He groaned as the laughter filled the space, Angel turned to him, "really?" He groaned as he rubbed his arm and looked at the boy. "Are you serious? You couldn't be normal about it?"

"There's not exactly as much fun with that." He told him with a grin. "You okay?" He asked but the smile didn't fall.

"Yes, but you're still a brat." He told him and knocked his arm, "okay, what's going on today that decided I can't finish my run?" He asked as he leaned against the tree.

"There's no vampires out here." He offered simply. "And I'm bored."

Angel raised an eyebrow, "okay, what is it you're wanting?"

"... I don't know, stories? Hide and seek?" He offered for him.

"Let me guess, you'd Prefer hide and seek?" Henrik nodded, without care.

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"So, your siblings," Angel started one night, he was leant against the wall of what had become 'Their Cave' in his mind, eyes on the carved names, "what exactly is it you want?"

"Them to actually listen and talk to each other again." He told him, "for them to be... family again." He told him, "I can... feel it." His hand moved to his chest, "times it gets colder, it's when they're falling out."

"... You're so lucky I kinda love your sister."

"Elijah." Henrik corrected and Angel looked at him unimpressed, "what? I'm right." He grinned.

"No, I like Elijah, he's a friend."

"So's Rebekah."

"Yes. She is, But I love her like... a sister?" He offered.

"You know it freaks her out just a little when you say it, don't you?"

Angel shrugged, "you enjoying seeing your sister get all tense about it?"

"Yes." He agreed, "especially cause she's smiling when you can't see. And I Really want to call her out to her face." He sighed.

"Can you remember people like privacy?"

"You don't remember to pass on my words to my brothers."

CW: Referenced Compulsion | WC: 295

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"Kol!" Remy said excitedly, as he saw the man, he was thankfully alone.

"Remy?" He said and Remy grinned wider and threw himself to hug him and Kol returned it.

"It is wonderful to see you." He said as he pulled back. "No Elijah, right?" He asked with a a joking spark in his eyes.

"You don't like Elijah anymore?"

Remy stared at him for a moment, "really?" Kol shrugged confused, he laughed, "oh my... he compelled me, along with others. You don't know that?"

"I don't think Klaus knows that." He said amused. "He compelled Aurora? Wow, Klaus would Kill him."

"Ah, yeah, well, he compelled us to be you... minus Finn."

Well, he's a bore, so who cares. Who were you?"

"You, obviously." He said with ease, "Aurora was Rebekah-"

"Tristan as Elijah?"

"Exactly." He told him immediately. "Now, what is it you were told about us Not following? I know Aurora said some... mean things. But me? Lucien?"

"I mean, just assumed your whole... Tristan issue got the best of you. No one else asked. Klaus didn't ask about Lucien."

"... My TRISTAN Thing?" He asked sharply.

"Yeah? No way you didn't have a thing for him the way you looked at him."

"I hate him. I worked for him."

"Really?"

Remy stared at him then rolled his eyes, "okay, what are you doing Here?"

"Looking at witches." He told him. "Well, working with some, but I want to continue learning More. You?"

"Also witches." He said pleased. "We could visit the covens together?"

"You want to be my right hand man?" Kol Joked.

"Well, I am your first." He offered, "more so, I want to be your Friend still."