InsaneJournal

Yesterday he'd been planning to design a home, the new house he'd bought with Caroline. A perfectly normal situation And then the litle wolf had shown up, Marcel had let something slip that he'd kept from him, something Klaus had to admit he wouldn't have believed if the proof hadn't been in the city itself. Apparently he'd had a child. A baby girl with the crescent wolf girl Hayley. As he'd told her of course he didn't remember sleeping with her which implied it had happened after he'd come here, something she had lived and he had not. And he truly did want to believe she was lying, but her, and Marcel both? It didn't seem possible that this was something they'd concocted between them in the few minutes since she'd gotten here.

He'd been short with Caroline which he hadn't meant to be at all, but it was all more complicated than he'd anticipated. He'd have to tell her something. The truth of course, once he figured out what that was. He couldn't imagine a child of his. Something he'd helped create and bring into the world. He actually found himself wondering on the way to the graveyard why the witches wanted her dead. He at least hoped she was the doom of their kind or something. He'd really be quite proud of that.

Stepping through the gates he remembered why people generally didn't come here willingly, the memories of that day, that fight against the devil, his sister falling in to hell, all of it. But of course adversity made one stronger, so he unlike most of them, was not scared to return to the place. He spotted Hayley right away, her and the baby she carried in her arms.

"Hello little wolf" he said simply, appearing close to her side and glancing down at the baby she held. "I'd suggest we talk elsewhere since..." he broke off the statement as the little girl stirred in her mother's arms and met his gaze.

There truly was something about the child, something he recognised. All bravado gone, he leaned against a crypt momentatrily.

"Can I hold her?"