A Twisted Always and Forever

Season One

Welcome to Bourbon Street

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the vampire diaries characters or story lines, I only own Grace.

When she thought about him she thought about the deep growing darkness that resided inside of his soul, he was a sociopath, he was narcissistic, he was a pain in the ass and he had ruined her life in so many ways, but her heart still ached for him so deeply. Something about him was drawing her close, like a moth to a flame and if she wasn't careful she would end up getting burned in the beautiful fiery glow.

That ass had put her through so much, the list of things he had done to her and her family grew longer and longer every day, yet even her pure heart was drawn to his dark cruelty, she wasn't sure why she loved him, whether it was the danger and unexpectedness, whether it was the attention he showered her with, or that she was just bored of the small town but something wasn't letting him go without a fight.

Niklaus Mikaelson had done so many awful things to her to make her want to turn around and punch him in the face – and granted sometimes she had lashed out and struck him, but he deserved it – that hybrid had tried to kill her two or more times by his own hand because she refused his love. He had been the death of her adoptive grandmother, her biological mother, her biological father. He had stolen her from the man she loved and kept her with him for an entire year.

But there were good sides to him, too. Light sides which she wasn't sure many others saw. When she was much younger he saved her from her burning home, her adoptive parents lives had already been claimed by the house fire, but she was saved by a mysterious stranger and sent to a hospital, it wasn't until years later she had found out it was actually his doing. He has saved her from a werewolf bite and her lover, Damon Salvatore, too. He had taken her to many dances and shown her a night of lighthearted fun without expecting a single thing at the end.

When Grace Gilbert thought of all the good things he had done for her a small smile pulled across her lips, then she would be reminded of how her family felt about him. They all despised him so deeply, she thought that sometimes she was supposed to hate him with a deep passion, but she didn't, there was a different kind of fire burning in her stomach for him, one filled with such love and passion she was never sure she had felt it before.

Everyone would say that it was because she was sired to him that she felt this way but it wasn't that bond had been long diminished when she turned off her humanity for the first time ever. That was a dark time for her one that he wasn't around to see much off, he didn't like seeing her in that state, or maybe he thought that he wouldn't be able to control himself around her, whilst she basically threw herself at him, either way she wasn't feeling this way because she was being implored to by a bond.

She kept thinking by how her even thinking about this would rip Damon's heart out of his chest and that was what was making her feel the most indecisive about all of this. She had been with him a little over three years, it had been rocky the past couple of months with everything that had been going on and honestly she didn't see a light at the end of the tunnel for their relationship and it was making her chest hurt.

So there she was sitting on the steps of the Salvatore boarding house with a bottle of gin in one hand and a million things on her mind trying to figure out what to do for the best her head was screaming to play it safe, stay in Mystic Falls and be with Damon but her heart was yelling for her to be happy, take a chance and make all the choices she too scared to make. Bringing the bottle up to her lips she took a long swig before hearing a pair of footsteps wandering towards her at a slow pace, she didn't bother looking up she already knew who it was standing above her. "Well, don't just stand there, take a seat." She offered patting the hard ground beside her.

With that the hybrid sat down with her, resting his elbows on his knees as he watched her take another swig of gin she was drinking so fondly. Reaching over he delicately pried the glass from her hands as she gave him a look but he was quick to take a swig from it too before she told him. "I wanted to thank you." He breathed out looking down. "You seem to have this great ability: you're always here when I need you the most." She glanced up at him looking into his crystal blue orbs that weren't on her. "There is one thing that's on my mind, how did you get here so fast?" She creased her eye brows.

"Well..." He began as he carefully reached into the inner pocket on his expensive black blazer and pulled out an elegant looking envelope, passing it over to her she saw his name written on there in a beautiful script. Opening it she took the letter out from inside, it was from Caroline but actually written to the hybrid on the brunette's behalf, even the blonde knew how special he was to her. "I suppose it's a good thing I chose to come after all, isn't it." He mused as her lips turned up slightly at the edges. "I've missed that..." She gazed over to him the smile growing wider slightly. "That smile."

Brushing off the compliment she cleared her throat gently before telling him. "Again, uh, thank you for coming and... and for saving Damon's life." She timidly reached over and placed her hand on his wrist rubbing the soft skin with her fingers as he closed his eyes just revelling in the feeling of her delicate touch. "I honestly didn't think I was going to see you again after... after the whole humanity deal, I figured that was why you weren't answering my calls." She announced.

The Original took a long swig from the bottle of gin before an almost fake smile pulled over his lips. "As if I'd miss the most important day of your school year." He teased as she smirked shaking her head looking down realising she was still holding onto his wrist, she was quick to remove her hand and place it back on her lap with her other. "I'm sure you've heard by now, but I've moved to New Orleans." He stated as she nodded her head slowly. "I had some business down there that I couldn't ignore anymore."

"Yeah, I heard that you had moved down there." Grace answered nodding her head slowly she could feel her face getting warm and her vision getting glassy, she bit her lips cursing herself for being so close to tears at the thought of his departure. "Damon told me after I, uh, I turned my humanity back on." Klaus rolled his eyes gently, of course the Salvatore would jump in there first to make him look bad.

Gritting his teeth the hybrid glanced down at his little vampire before asking. "How do you feel about that?" He noticed how he couldn't see her face behind the wall of hair that had put up, obviously she was trying to block him out or hide what she was truly feeling. "Grace, I want to know what you truly feel about me finally leaving."

"I don't know." She answered quickly looking up at him with a set of glassy chocolate-brown orbs which made him suck in a breath, like he had been punched straight in the gut. "I know how I'm supposed to feel, you're leaving Mystic Falls, my family might finally be safe from the Mikaelson crazy, but how I feel..." She sniffled looking down letting a tear slip down her cheek. "How I truly feel..." She shook her head looking away.

"Say it." Klaus implored edging closer to her, he needed to hear the words coming from her mouth but she ceased to look at him. "Say the words, Grace. Say what you truly feel about me-"

"I'm in love with you!" She retorted quickly with a hoarse side to her voice. "I'm in love with you, Niklaus, and I have been for longer than I care to admit." Her voice this broke this time as she repeated the statement, he was completely stunned watching her through amazed crystal blue orbs, it was different to how he had imagined it in his head, he had expected to hear the chorus of Angels singing their heavenly tune but instead it was a soft sob as she admitted the truth about how she truly felt. His hand carefully caressed her lower back but she jumped up shaking her head covering her mouth with her hand. "I'm in love with you..." She turned to him. "The man who has caused so much pain in my life and still here I am admitting this."

Klaus blinked a couple of times before moving down to be standing there in front of her. "I cannot take back any of the things I've done to you, and though I regret some of them, there are others I won't ever regret, because that's who I am." He informed her a growl on the edge of his voice which made her look at him her lower lip shaking. "You're a good person and you have this old soul with such wisdom for someone of your age." He paused before taking her hands. "And I love you more than I've ever loved anyone." He told her in his thick British accent.

"But you're not gonna change." She spluttered as a couple of tears ran down her cheeks, he moved closer to her, his sea blue eyes locked on hers as he cupped her cheek tilting his head to the side. "You're not gonna change, but maybe..." He moved closer, she could smell his collogue and minty-fresh breath. "Maybe that's a good thing." With that final statement they locked lips with a feverous passion.

His other hand found it's way onto her hip squeezing and pulling her closer to him, if that was even possible. She rested her hands on his shoulders, being a step above him she was able to almost be the same height as him but the kiss was comfortable and it just felt overall right. His lip ran over her lower lip and she didn't even hesitate to let him in letting their tongues dances romantically before she slowly pulled back, leaning her forehead against his looking deeply into his eyes soft pants falling from their lips.

That moment was so much better than whatever he had imagined in his head, she looked enchanting under the soft glow of the moon and the sheer need in her rich-brown orbs was making the need for more grow inside of him. "Come with me." He finally said squeezing her hips once again. "Come with me to New Orleans, we can rule together, you can be my Queen." He wasn't sure if he was asking or begging but the tears gathered in her eyes as he sighed. "You don't want to leave Damon."

She paused. "Everything would change." She told him as he moved slightly away from her, still holding onto her hips but not close to her anymore. "I would be leaving my hometown on a whim..." She closed her eyes. "But I am so deeply and madly in love with you... Yes." She finally whispered and he looked at her surprised. "I'll go with you, I will." She nodded her heads. "But there... There are some... things I need to take care of first." She looked up at him blinking away the tears.

When Grace finally went back into the Salvatore boarding house she could feel a knot of fear in her stomach, wandering through the long halls her fingertips were grazing against the walls before she finally was standing in front of the large mahogany double doors to the library. She balled her hand into a fist and knocked the door twice.

"Come in." The voice called and she slid the door open before slipping inside closing it firmly shut behind her, there he was stood in front of the crackling fireplace staring intently into the fire with a glass of bourbon in his hand, gazing over to her he told her. "I'm not going to apologise for not wanting to take the cure, because I'm not sorry. I'd rather be dead than have to live out the rest of as a sad miserable old man." He told her firmly as she nodded her head. "You're... You're not arguing back."

She let out a breath as she took a couple of steps towards him shrugging her shoulders. "Maybe I just don't have it in me anymore, Damon." She looked at him pain passing through her chocolate-brown orbs as his mouth dropped open slightly. "I want to thank you for everything you've ever done for me. Taking me in when I didn't have a home. Directing me to become the vampire I am today. Helping me fall in love for the first time. Reminding me what it's like to feel-"

"Are you..." He paused crossing the room to be standing in front of her. "Are you breaking up with me?" He questioned as she bit her bottom lip looking down at their feet obviously unable to make eye contact with him. "Grace, I... We can work through this, alright? Whatever's making you do this, making you feel this way... we can do something-"

"It's not 'what' it's 'who'." She answered looking up at him as more tears streamed down her cheeks. "I'm not sure how long I've felt this way but... I'm in love with Niklaus." She told him and with that she swore she saw his heart break, turning away from her he ran his fingers through his hair unable to find any words. "Please say something."

Damon walked back over to the small table which was holding his glass of bourbon and picked it up swigging it for a moment before launching it across the room making her flinch as the glass smashed loudly against the wall. "I've known... I've known since you slept with him but I just didn't want to believe it." He growled out shaking his head. "This is just a phase, Grace."

"What?" She looked up at him with clear surprise in her eyes.

He looked down at her. "You're living out some misguided fantasy, but you really belong with me." He told her firmly as she tilted her head to the side. "No – no don't you give me that pity-filled doe-eyed look." He told her firmly as she just nodded her head. "This isn't going to last, Grace. You should know that better than anyone. You can't be that delusional or have that bad of a memory to forget about what he has done to you."

"Damon, I-"

He cut her off reminding her. "He reached into your chest cavity and tried to tear your heart out because, if I remember rightly, you told him very clearly that you hated him!" He roared at her as she looked down. "What changed between then and now?" He questioned desperate for an answer.

"So much has changed, Damon." She replied as she walked across the room, placing her hand on his tense shoulder to feel him deflate in defeat. "I'm leaving with him, but I don't want to leave and for you to hate me when I do." She replied hearing her voice break as he looked up at her through glassy icy-blue orbs.

"I could never hate you." He whispered actually letting a tear drop slowly down his face. "I love you, and I want you to be happy... Even if it isn't with me." He closed his eyes nodding his head, she bit her bottom lip before wrapping her arms around his neck hugging him deeply as he kept his arms down by his side. "I'll always be here for you when the inevitable happens." He looked into her eyes as she just gave him a sad but sweet smile and nodded her head.

Folding her clothes neatly and putting them away in her suitcase the small brunette heard the door knock behind her, turning around she half expected to see the older Salvatore standing there but instead she saw her twin sister standing there with a sullen look on her face, she wandered further into the room, picking up a shirt and folding it for her placing it in the suitcase.

"I don't agree with this." Elena finally said as the smaller girl looked up at her with a sigh on her lips. "You know how I feel about that dick..." She paused holding back her anger. "But I know how you feel about him, too." She added closing her eyes. "I just can't believe you're really going through with this."

"Me neither." She admitted shaking her head an almost dazed look on her face. "But, Elena, I've never been this sure about anything before. At one time I was sure that Damon... That he was what I really wanted, but things change and Niklaus wormed his way into my life and my heart." She explained as her sister looked up at her placing another shirt in the case. "I know you're not going to be able to understand, or be happy for me and him, but... but maybe you could just support me."

She cupped her sisters face softly looking into her eyes searching for any kind of doubt but she saw nothing but sureness and right, just like she saw what she felt when she looked into Stefan eyes. Elena let the corner of her lip turn up before nodding her head. "Is that everything?" She asked pulling away and looking down at her case.

"Most of it." The brunette answered looking at the case of her clothes, everything about them reminded her of her life in Mystic Falls and made her stomach churn with uncertainty. "Oh God, I can't believe I'm really doing this." She panicked suddenly before looking up at her sister who just looked back, she wasn't sure what the reply with.

Taking her hand carefully she replied. "This may be the biggest mistake you ever make and if it is I'll be here to hold you and do my best to make it all better..." She promised with a soft smile on her lips. "But this might be the best decision you ever make, but you're not gonna know either way if you don't go now." She told her before zipping her case up for her. "Now get your little butt out there and go..." Her voice broke on the last word. "We'll be fine here, I'll make sure Damon is okay, alright?"

"Thank you." Grace breathed before wrapping her arms around her sister hugging her deeply as the taller girl sighed and stroked her hair. "Thank you, Elena, for everything." She replied before pulling back and taking her case walking through the house she had lived in with the Salvatore's and her sister towards her new life with a Mikaelson.

It seemed to all happen so fast but just like that the girl was on a flight to New Orleans, looking out of the small window to the ground below her, she was slightly startled when she felt a hand on her thigh, she turned her head and looked up at the Mikaelson, she was leaving behind everything she knew and going through with this, she felt as if she was about to have a panic attack.

Sensing the fear rising in her chest he leaned his head down and pressed a calming kiss to her lips, she melted letting out a small sigh as he pulled away slowly and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear carefully, a small tear still trickled down her cheek as she gave him a sad smile, he dried it away with his sleeve before whispering to her. "We're going home, love." He took her hand and squeezed it softly.

It was a short fight from Virginia to New Orleans and he knew just the thing to lighten her spirits. Niklaus knew just where he was going to show her first, The French Quarter, before they had even gone back to the home that he had procured for them, they left her bags in the car and went there.

Her jaw opened in clear amazement as she looked around, the beautiful bright light up houses, interesting people, fantastic smells, amazing art work being created on the side of the road, not to mention the toe-tapping jazz music being played constantly throughout the streets. She twirled around trying to take everything at one not even noticing the brilliant smile on her face, tears were long forgotten.

Klaus just watched amused as she went from activity to activity with that same smile on her lips trying to take everything in. She stopped by the voodoo tables and listened to the music before he moved her into a little restaurant sitting her down at a table in the back as she looked around clearly amazed. "This place is magical, Nik." She gushed.

"I'm not sure that you know this, but Elijah, Rebekah and I... We fled Europe on a ship and sailed to just about anywhere until we stumbled upon the French colony of Louisiana, just off the shores they had this small little town named..." His arms were spread out either side of him. "New Orleans." The smile spread across her face again. "We helped build this city into what it is today, until we had to flea once more." He informed her.

She laughed a little turning in her chair to be looking out of the door at all the people walking past, drunk and happy, or dressed up in amazing costumes part of a parade that was marching loudly down the street. "I think I'm really gonna like it here." She reached across and took his hand with a grin on her face.

After herself and Niklaus got some food and a couple of very strong drinks he recommended that they go home, moving back to their waiting car they began the drive, she leaned against him clearly exhausted and ever-so-slight inebriated watching out of the tinted windows as all the colours of the city passed by. "We should stay out some more." Her voice was clearly defeated and very tired sounding, much like a child that wanted to stay up past their bedtimes but their bodies wouldn't allow them.

Pulling up outside of the beautiful house that Niklaus had took as his own he picked her up in his arms and lead her into the house asking the driver to bring in her bags, as he walked through the door he saw his older brother sat poised by the fireplace, he almost looked surprised to see the brunette in his arms, telling him to be quiet he carefully carried Grace back into their new room and placed her on the bed before returning to his brother. "What happened. Oh, Niklaus, please tell me you didn't steal-"

"I didn't do anything, I returned like you suggested, I was preparing myself to say goodbye and then... then she told me she loved me." He informed Elijah with almost a surprised look on his face, like it all hadn't set in for him yet. "I didn't compel her, I didn't erase her memory. She chose me, Elijah."

The older brother blinked a couple of times, clearly stunned by this news. "Well, I have to admit I am slightly amazed... No offence." He told him as Klaus shrugged his shoulders slowly. "Not just that she came with you to New Orleans but also that she agreed to come with you even after you told her about Hayley and the baby..." He added before seeing the shady look on his hybrid brothers face. "You did tell her, didn't you, Niklaus?" He pressed as his brother remained quiet. "Niklaus!"

"I was worried if I told her she wouldn't come with me. I will tell her, Elijah, I will." He nodded his head. "But right now can't you just keep Hayley out of our way whilst we enjoy each other for a little while, please." He begged, Elijah could see how clearly happy he was, this baby was going to be some kind of redemption for him, but with Grace there in the picture also they might be able to have their brother back for real. Nodding slowly Klaus chuckled. "Thank you, Elijah."

The hybrid turned around about to walk back to his room before replying. "Just try to keep it down whilst you enjoy each others company, there is a pregnant woman who is trying to get some sleep." He reminded him as Niklaus smirked.

As Klaus wandered into the back room of the house he opened the door expecting to see Grace passed out on the bed, but instead saw the brunette struggling to pull her shirt over her head with her jeans down around her ankles, she had tried to undress herself much too quickly and got tangled in the clothes.

he chuckled as he wandered over and helped get her through the soft cotton material looking at the almost pouted look on her face as she told him. "I was trying to be sexy... But I got stuck." He laughed before leaning down and kissing her lips dropping the shirt carefully to the floor.

"You're sexy enough without trying." He informed her as she blushed before standing on her tip-toes and kissing him hard, suddenly she was screamed in delight when he had her back on the bed placing cute butterfly kisses on her throat, moving slowly down to her chest making sure to pay attention to the heated skin on her breasts which were being covered by her lacy black bra. She purred in pleasure as he continued his way down to her taut stomach and then even further making her back arch.

"Wait." She whispered huskily as he kissed the soft skin of her inner thighs, looking up into her worry filled orbs she added. "Maybe we... we shouldn't tonight." She told him as he tilted his head to the side. "I mean, it doesn't feel right, does it? Doing this now. It feels rushed." She announced and he smiled moving back up her body. "I'm sorry." She whispered out an apology as he pressed a caring kiss to her lips.

Pulling away for a moment he answered. "I've waited an awful long time for this, but I can wait as long as you need." He kissed her lips again. "We can continue this when you're ready, love." He purred before leaning down and kissing her passionately running his hands through her hair lovingly.

The night seemed to pass so quickly and by morning they were still in bed in a deep slumber, she was resting on his chest whilst he was using the headboard as a pillow. Finally her eyes fluttered open. Moving from his body she grabbed a towel that was folded at the foot of the bed and wandered into the bathroom.

Everything about the house was so beautiful, turning the knobs on the shower she waited until it heated up before stepping inside she let the warm water pour over her skin. If there was something different from Virginia and New Orleans it was the heat, it was so humid every minute of the day, even at night.

Watching the sweat and smell of passion off her body she stood under the spray for a long couple of seconds before watching her hair with sweet smelling shampoo and conditioner and then letting it watch out running down her body. Smiling to herself she stepped out of the shower and looked in the mirror, she looked like a new person all fresh and clean and actually happy, even after everything had happened.

Slipping on some panties and her black skinny jeans, she picked up Klaus' v-neck white shirt and pulled that on too, it was oversized on her falling towards the middle of her thighs and having to push up the sleeves so they wouldn't fall past her hands. Walking over to Niklaus she placed a soft kiss on his forehead before walking through the double doors into the rest of the house.

She began exploring there was a huge parlour room with a welcoming fireplace and a fur rug which she loved the feel of under her bare feet. Going through another set of doors she found a library, stocked with books, first editions and beautiful hardbacks. Running the tips of her fingers over the spines of the books she spotted one of her favourites.

Pulling the book out she smiled at the name 'The Great Gatsby' Opening the page she sat down in front of the dying fire and began to read through, it must have been her fiftieth time reading it, but she didn't care she loved the book so much. Her eyes caught something across the room, it made her breathing stuttered uncomfortably, standing slowly she crossed the library and stopped at a section.

Reaching out slowly she pulled out a book that had caught her eye 'Gone with the Wind' Her bit her bottom lip, it was Damon favourite book and here it was in front of her reminding him of all the times she had spent with him. Hearing the door open she half expected to see Niklaus standing there but instead she saw someone she didn't expect to see. "Hayley." She hissed, the wolf went to walk from the room but the vampire moved too quickly standing in the path of the door. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question." Hayley retorted sourly a grim look on her face, the last time they had seen each other the wolf was just leaving Niklaus' bedroom and they had a fight. "Elijah mentioned something about you being here... I didn't really want us to run into each other before-"

She was cut off by a British accent spilling through the house. "Grace." A voice called quickly the vampire turned around and walked to where the voice was coming from, he was pouring himself a glass of blood as she walked into the parlour room with a clearly annoyed look on her face. "What's happened, love?" He asked timidly before he saw the wolf standing in the doorway. "I... I can explain all of this."

"Well you better start." Grace answered sharply with a hard look on her face, the hybrid placed his glass down on the mahogany table and sighed heavily.

"I wanted to be able to tell you this without you seeing her first." Niklaus announced after he finished the entire story, she was stunned sitting there in complete silence trying to take it all in, he had gotten that wolf pregnant, she was living under the same roof as him, that was why he had moved back to New Orleans. Her head was spinning. "... This doesn't change anything." He finished.

"What do you mean?" The brunette looked up at him creasing her eye brows. "Of course this changes everything! You're having a baby, Niklaus. A kid." She was breathing hard as she stood up and paced around the room. "What happens when this thing is born? You're gonna be a dad and I'm gonna mean nothing to you. You're already keeping secrets for me and we've only just got together."

"No, don't say that." He moved towards her resting his hand on her shoulder. "We've only just started this, I didn't tell you because I wanted us to be happy for a little while before I told you." He informed her turning her carefully to be facing him. "I didn't want you to find out this way." She didn't respond to him. "I'm sorry, what do you want me to say?"

Sighing she let the anger simmer before turning back to him and replied. "I'm not angry that you slept with her..." She paused for a second trying to hide the anger at the thought of the two of them together, she wasn't allowed to be angry at that because they weren't together so she would let that slide. "We weren't together then, I was an emotionless bitch, I just... This is crazy. A kid, Nik. A little you and a little her all mixed into one."

"I. Love. You." He told her firmly as he gazed deeply into her eyes. "Nothing is going to change that. Not that wolf. Not this miracle child. Not anything." He tried to explain as he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips but she didn't respond. "You chose me and I chose you. That's all I need right now." He told her taking her hands.

Looking up at him for a long couple of seconds she slid her hands out of his before telling him. "I think I need to go think about everything." She informed him as she wandered across the room and grabbed her coat and a pair of shoes, he told her that he would come with her she quickly answered him. "Alone." Before taking off from the house.

The hours seemed to tick by quicker than she imagined they would in The French Quarter, she was checking out all of the bars until the sky grew dark and the bands began to play louder. A pair of footsteps were walking towards her, again she expected to see Niklaus sit down next to her but instead she saw a handsome African-American male sitting there with an easy smile on his lips. "Can I help you?" Grace asked.

"You look new here and a little lost." The man replied surely she shrugged her shoulders as she replied that she wasn't lost but she was new. "Well, maybe you could use a friend, I'm Marcel." He held out his hands for her to shake, looking at him cautiously before placing her hand in his and shaking it. "You look like you could use a party more than anything, sweetheart. Wanna come to mine?" He slid a flyer across to her.

"Actually, mate, I think she's alright." A British voice came from behind them they both turned to see Niklaus making his way towards her. "I thought I might find you here, actually I didn't know where to find you, so I searched all the bars in the French Quarter until I found you." He informed her there was a slightly annoyed tone to his voice. "And here you are."

Marcel smirked as he replied. "I didn't realise that she was here with you, Klaus." He stood up earning a hard look from the hybrid. "I welcome you to the French Quarter as you already know my name is Marcel." He bowed slightly to the girl who smirked a little, she certainly did feel like a Queen when they were treating her like one. "Any friend of Niklaus' is a friend of mine." He took her hand and kissed the back of it.

"Well, aren't you charming." She replied with a small smile before glancing up at Klaus who was standing there with a less than happy look on her face. "I'm Grace, Niklaus' new girlfriend." She made it clear to him as Marcel nodded his head holding his hands up innocently. "This party sounds great, but maybe another time." She told him politely as he nodded his head, patting his friend on the shoulder before leaving.

Niklaus took a seat beside her, she stood about to leave but he caught her wrist warning her in a low voice. "Don't walk away from me." He commanded in a low voice and she stopped before turning around slowly and taking a seat. "I gave you the day, I think it's time that we return to the house now." She didn't say a word to him. "Fine, so we'll talk here." He suggested as she looked up at him sighing a little. "You can ask me anything."

"How is this even possible?" She asked looking up at him, he sighed and explain how he was half werewolf and that she was full werewolf there had been some loophole in the procreation of their kind. "I still... I can't believe this is happening. The last thing I expected when I came here with you was this." Her voice broke a little but she stayed strong.

The hybrid smirked a little, he knew that feeling. "Trust me, love. When I received a letter from that doppelgänger of yours telling me some witch was plotting against me the last thing that I expected was to find out I was to be a father." He quickly poured himself a shot and took it shaking his head. "I was just as surprised as your were, actually I was more angry than anything." He informed her. "I still am."

Closing her eyes she sighed. "You should have told me sooner." Her voice was low, he only nodded his head. "But this can't be easy for you and it definitely can't be easy for Hayley." She rolled her eyes gently. "Let's just go home, I've had enough for one day." She concluded as he smirked gently standing up also taking her hand her lips tugged up as she looked down at their feet and then existed the crowded bar.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Niklaus questioned looking at her, she shrugged her shoulders asking if they had a bath, he smiled leaning down and pecking her forehead softly and answering. "I shall draw you a bath, Madame." She smiled at the posh tone to his voice that he putting on to make her smile before he made his way through the house towards their master bedroom.

The brunette stood there for a couple of seconds looking around the welcoming foyer before snatching a bottle of bourbon that was sitting on the side and wandering down the long, wide hall looking into all the different rooms to the house, each one was so beautifully decorated and just screamed the Mikaelson's.

Stopping at one room she looked inside, it was open and so well lit, the furniture had been covered over by thick white blankets which inches of dust on them. The vampire creased her eye brows strolled further into the room and pulling back the sheet to see a darling little crib. Her body jolted when she heard a voice behind her. "Oh, sorry..."

Turning suddenly she saw Hayley stood in the doorway with a glass of tea in her hand and a warning look on her face. "Jeez, we should put a bell on you or something." She scoffed as the wolf chuckled. Wandering over to the wall she slid down it sitting on her butt looking around the room before taking a swig of her bourbon. "I'd offer you some, but... you know." Her eyes darted down to her stomach

Hayley stood there for a long couple of seconds feeling some kind of guilt for the girl who was staring idly around the room, turning around about to leave she heard. "What's it like?" The wolf turned back creasing her eye brows unsure what she was asking. "Being pregnant." She made herself clear. "I'm never... I'm never going to be able to experience it. I was just wondering what it's like?" Hayley asked timidly why she was asking. "Because sleeping with Klaus isn't the only reason I don't like you that much, Hayley, you attacked Caroline, you gave up Tyler and his mom was killed because of you." She paused holding back her anger. "Give me a reason to like you, talk to me." She offered as the wolf wandered further into the room.

"It's a mixture of emotions." She replied nodding her head before sitting down opposite the girl who was listening intently. "I haven't really physically felt anything yet... But I've heard it only get worse." She laughed under her breath and to her surprise the vampire did too. "I want you to know, this baby..." She rested her hands on her stomach. "It doesn't mean anything between Klaus and I. To me it was just a drunken one night stand. I'm sorry if I've-"

"Hey – it takes two to tango, right?" She smirked a little before lifting the bottle to her lips and taking a long swig. "So what about your family? Have you heard from them since you moved here?" She asked tilting her head to the side.

Hayley cleared her throat as she replied. "I don't exactly have a family anymore. I never met my birth parents abandoned me when I was little, my adoptive parents gave me up the second that I grew a tail, so I don't have anyone." She explained looking up at the girl who had that pitying look in her eyes. "What about you? No mom or dad running after you telling you not to go with the crazy hybrid?"

Grace laughed shortly before replying. "Uh, my birth mom killed herself, my birth dad scarified himself for my sister, my adoptive parents died in a fire... I think we're in the same boat when it comes to the parental figures in our lives." She told her, and with that they were bonding over something, family the fact that there wasn't much of it around for them. "Are you scared?"

The wolf nodded her head slowly looking into the brunette's eyes before telling her. "I'm not sure what I'm more scared of: being linked to some crazy witch who wants her town back, having this miracle hybrid baby, or having this baby with some sociopath I barely know-" She cut herself off looking up at the vampire with a shocked look on her face. "I'm sorry, I have this disease where I can't stop talking-"

"I know the kind of person that Klaus is, you don't have to worry about that." She replied laughingly as she tucked a stray piece of chocolate-brown locks behind her ear. "I'm in love with a barbaric asshole." She laughed along with the wolf, Hayley asked why she was being so nice to her, obviously she didn't understand the kind of person Grace truly was. "Orphans like us need to stick together." She told her.

Hayley smiled as she replied. "Cheers to that." She clinked her tea against the bourbon glass and they both chuckled. "Listen, about what I said to you, when you walked in on... on Klaus and I... I, uh, I didn't mean-"

"Yeah you did." Her voice wasn't angry or outraged, it was level and calm as she used the wall to help her stand back up. "And that's what makes you a fighter, you're gonna need it if you're gonna be living in the same house as the Mikaelson's, trust me." She smirked holding her hand out and helping the pregnant woman up also.

Hayley smirked as she crossed her arms over her chest asking teasingly. "How did Klaus end up with such a level-headed chick like you?" They both laughed before hearing a voice in the doorway once again.

"Luck?" Elijah offered as they girls looked over at him with smiles on their lips. "Glad to see that you haven't adopted Niklaus' temper yet." He nodded thankfully at Grace who nodded back. "Do you mind if I have a moment alone with Hayley?" He quizzed before the brunette walked out of the room to see Klaus standing there waiting for her.

"This place should serve our purposes." Elijah explained to the wolf who stood there looking around the room. "It's a sanctuary for our business int the Quarter. Right now, you are the most important people in this family. You need a good home. So I'm curious... in all this time, has anyone asked you how you feel?"

"About having a miracle baby with a psychotic one-night-stand?" She replied crossing her arms over her chest not making eye contact with the oldest Original.

Elijah chuckled as he stated. "About being a mother."

The wolf took a moment to let the question set it. "I mean, I think that Grace was tip-toeing around the question... We spoke about family, but... but like I said to her. I was abandoned when I was born and my adoptive parents kicked me out the second that I turned into a wolf. So... I don't really know how I feel about being a mother because I... I never really had a good one."

"I will always protect you." Elijah promised wholeheartedly as she looked up at him. "You have my word on that."

A snide voice came from the doorway to the room. "And nobel Elijah always keeps his word." Looking over at him the older brother asked if it was done. Of course he was referring to the fact that he had got into a small power-struggle between him and Marcel. "As a matter of fact, yet. Your underhanded deal worked quite well. Marcel was only too happy to accept my blood even as he accepted my heartfelt apologies. His man, Thierry, yet lives and I remain a welcome guess in the French Quarter. I just ran into Marcel speaking with Grace, he acted as if the entire thing never happened." Elijah nodded, that was good. "My only concern now if a this coven of impudent witches."

The older brother looked over at him and replied. "I believe them to be honourable. They did release Hayley to me." He noted glancing over to the wolf who stood there timidly. "Although, they haven't been entirely forthcoming. Marcel obviously has something that they need/ They don't want him dead. There must be a reason why." He added leaving them all in wonder.

A little later Elijah found Klaus standing in the dining room of their rather large house, wandering into the room he asked trivially. "Where is Grace?" He quizzed as the hybrid replied she was taking a nap. "Yes, I suppose things have been exhausting for her since she's been here." He added before moving on to their business. "In addition to the secret weapon he uses to control the witches, Marcel has assembled a small army of vampires. Working together, we can destroy them from the inside."

Klaus nodded his head pouring them both a glass of scotch. "And what of Rebekah?" He mused glancing up at him. "Has she stopped her pouting long enough to join the fun?" Elijah informed him that she probably wouldn't be coming, her disinterested was very clear to him. "One too many times daggered and shoved in a box, I gather?" He smirked a little. "Or perhaps she doesn't share your unwavering belief that I can be saved."

"Rebekah may surprise us yet. I think we've received many surprises since we've been here in New Orleans." He announced before glancing up at his half-brother. "Grace has come to join us, we're getting a new addition to the family..."

Klaus closed his eyes for a moment before replying. "I hope she stays far away. Because in my desire to reclaim this town, to steal from Marcel that witch he holds most dear, I have realised one massive vulnerability. One weakness that Marcel could exploit." He informed him as Elijah creased his eye brows asking what. "You." He replied before zipping to him and shoving a silver dagger into his chest. "Forgive me, my brother. I can handle looking after the girls on my own, but family makes you weak. If I am going to win this war, I have to do it alone." He told him watching as his skin began to pale darkly.

A/N

So here it is, many people were asking for a version of my original story where my OC Grace Gilbert followed her on-off love Niklaus to New Orleans to lead a new life. This definitely isn't going to be an easy life for her, but she should be happy now that she's there with Niklaus, hopefully they'll be able to work something out.

Hayley and Grace are already bonding, which is nice to see and she has already met Marcel, that should be interesting. Plus who can resist some lovely Klace moments in there, too.

Tell me what you think is in store for this chapter, would you like to see anything in particular? Let me know and I'll see what I can do. I hope you'll like where this story is going. Please review, I love hearing from you and hearing what you think, so thank you.

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