Chapter 22

Adelaide was dreaming again, now Elijah and Adelaide were laying down on the bed of the house Elijah was building. Adelaide had walked past it a few days before and she liked how it was coming along. It was being build by Vamps with the help of witches so it will go faster.

Adelaide was facing Elijah on the bed.

"So, did you see it?" Elijah asked.

Adelaide nodded. "I did, it is coming along great. You don't have to worry."

Elijah smiled softly. "As soon as it is ready, start decorating as you wish. Make sure to have the nursery as comfortable for you as well. I want one for Niklaus' baby as well, so it can stay over when you want. And when Niklaus agrees."

"I thought you hated him."

"Hate is a big word. At the moment, he isn't my favorite person but I do want to meet the child my brother produced." 

"It is, after all, family." Adelaide agreed.

"Indeed, my love." Elijah said, softly caressing her cheek. "I can't wait to be with you again."

"Neither can I. I want to touch you, I want you to truly touch my belly."

"Soon. Hopefully." Elijah murmured.

"I hope so. Niklaus wants to reunite us all, he's working on it."

"I don't trust him anymore."

"And I don't blame you." Adelaide said. "Even though, I do... I know I shouldn't trust him but for some reason I do. Maybe it is because I am pregnant with your child and I want to believe that you will be here before I pop."

"I'll see it anyway, you know... Even if I am not really there, I'll see it happen."

"Still, it is not the same. I want you to really be there."

"I know, darling, I know... Soon, hopefully." Elijah frowned. "Promise me you will be careful around my brother." 

"Promise." Adelaide vowed. "Promise me you'll be careful around this witch, Davina." 

"Promise. I got to go, I can hear her waking up, it's time for me to wake as well." 

"Of course." 

With that, Adelaide woke up and heard voices downstairs. She quickly got dressed and went downstairs. She saw Sophie Deveraux in a chair in the living room of the plantation. 

"What is she doing here, Beks?" Adelaide asked. 

"Oh, Niklaus got her here." 

"We had a deal! You protect my unborn child, I dismantle Marcel's army. And whilst I've been busy fulfilling my part of the bargain, you allowed Hayley to be attacked and almost killed by a gaggle of lunatic witches." Niklaus was angry, that was clear in his voice. 

"I had nothing to do with it, I swear. Hayley and I are linked, remember? She dies, I die." Sophie pointed out. 

"Then who were they?" Rebekah asked confused. 

"They are a faction of extremists. Sabine stupidly told them about some vision she had about the baby." 

"What kind of vision?" Adelaide asked suspiciously. 

"She has them all the time. They are totally open to interpretation. I'm guessing she's wrong on this one."

"Well, how, may I ask, was this particular vision interpreted?"

" ...Pretty much that your baby would bring death to all witches."

"Ah, well. I grow fonder of this child by the second." Niklaus said with a smirk on his face. Adelaide, who stood next to him, hit his shoulder and tsk-ed him for his comment, her response was just an innocent look. 

"Sophie, look-- I promised Elijah that I would protect the Mikaelson miracle-baby whilst he tries to win your witch Davina's loyalty. Why don't you tell me just how extreme this faction is?" 

"Elijah's talking to Davina?" Sophie asked shocked. 

"Yeah. As we speak, I imagine." Adelaide said. 

"I'm guessing she'll have plenty to say about that crowd." Sophie sighed. 

"Do tell" Niklaus said.

"I... wasn't always an advocate for the witches." 

Sophie proceeded to tell them about everything that started eight months ago. About how she just came back and how her sister told her the Harvest was happening. 

"What the bloody hell is a Harvest?" Rebekah asked confused. 

"It's a ritual some covens do every three centuries so that the bond to their ancestral magic is restored. They appease their ancestors, they keep their ancestral power flowing." Adelaide explained. "At least, that's what I've heard. It was created after we turned." 

"How do you know so much about this?" Sophie asked. 

"Darling, I am the only Vampire-Witch Hybrid. But enough about me, how come they haven't heard about this?" 

"Because a Harvest always seemed like a myth. A story, passed on through generations like Noah's ark, or the Buddha walking on water. The kind some people take literally, and some people don't."

Sophie continued to tell the three what happened at the rehearsal. How the elders stood there, lying to the naive and young witches. 

"They had the girls of our community preparing for months. Four would be chosen for the Harvest. They said that it was an honor, that they were special. I thought it was a myth." Sophie said. 

"Was it?" Rebekah asked. 

Sophie looked guilty, but before she could say anything, Klaus's cell phone rang. He saw that it was Marcel and answered it. "Marcel. Bit early in the day for you, isn't it?"

Marcel answered, but Adelaide was too busy looking at Sophie to listen in. 

"Rather you than me. All that responsibility seems like such a bore." Klaus said, smiling fakely. 

"Dead witches in the Bayou. Sounds like less of a problem, and more like a cause for celebration." Klaus said to something that Marcel said. 

"Oh, why not? Haven't been to the Bayou in ages. I'm on my way." Niklaus said before he turned to Sophie. 

"You can't go out there now. I need to gather the witches' remains and consecrate them. If I don't get to them before sundown, we'll lose the link to their magic. "

"Those witches tried to kill Hayley. I'd prefer for Marcel's informant not to find anything that would lead him back to us, to her, or to... you know..." He said, pointing at Hayley's belly. "That. " 

"You are all class." Hayley rolled her eyes. 

"Stay put. And save the rest of your story 'til I return." Klaus ordered, pointing at Sophie.