Where I Stood

Chapter 6

"Get her in the pool." Sophie commanded as she mixed herbs provided by Rebekah.

Helena held onto Elijah's shirt tightly and started to shiver. She closed her eyes for a moment as another wave of pain hit.

Sophie waded into the pool. "Drink this." She commanded.

When Helena refused, Elijah sighed. "It's okay, Helena."

Helena begrudgingly allowed Sophie to bring the bowl to her lips. A moment after she swallowed, she gasped, the worst pain yet had hit her. "Merlin!" She cried out, not noticing her slip of tongue.

"She's going to lose the baby!" Rebekah yelled from the edge of the pool. "Do something!"

Sophie looked up at the sky. "It's been lifted. Davina did it." She mumbled.

The Originals sighed in relief. Helena felt so exhausted and cold, but she was most concerned at the moment with the close proximity she had to Elijah.

"Thank you." She said softly as she pulled out of his arms. He walked behind her in the pool as she waded out of the pool. Rebekah helped her ascend the stairs and wrapped a blanket around her shoulders.

"Please." Sophie called out to Elijah. "Don't let Klaus kill Agnes." She pleaded.

Helena's exhaustion lifted at the words. "Agnes deserves whatever is coming to her. She is despicable." She spat, angrily.

Elijah put a hand on Helena's shoulder. "I will not allow Niklaus to kill her." And at that moment, Helena knew who would determine Agnes' fate. And she would not survive the night.

Helena had taken a shower, washing off her sweat and the chlorine for the night's activities. She was slipping on a night shirt, when Klaus walked in. She didn't acknowledge him as she adjusted the shirt or as she walked over to her bed. She lay on her side, under a blanket when she felt the bed dip with Klaus' weight.

"Are you alright?" He asked softly.

"We are." Helena said stiffly. She couldn't deny him that knowledge. When she felt him move to ay next to her, as he had done every night that week, she grew angry. "No."

"What?"

"Get out, Klaus."

Klaus laughed. She couldn't be serious.

"I called you. I thought I was going to lose my baby." She yelled.

"I was looking for Agnes, trying to get her to reverse what she did!" He yelled back, outraged that she was angry.

"You didn't pick up the phone! Elijah could have easily taken your place and you his! I didn't want your siblings! I wanted you. And I can't need you because you will never fully be invested." Her voice descended in volume to a whisper. "Whatever we were, we're nothing now."

"Surely-"

"I'm tired, Klaus. Please, let me sleep. I had a rough evening."

Klaus sighed angrily, but left the room, slamming the door shut.

Once again, Helena waited for Klaus and the other Originals to vacate the plantation before going to the library. It had become a habit, they'd leave and she'd work on controlling her magic. She hadn't spoken to Klaus directly since their fight. He spent next to no time at the house except when he would silently come to check that she was alright. Helena could tell that whatever he was working on at the quarter was reaching its apex.

She'd been working on a silent protego for awhile now. She wanted to be able to protect her baby on her own if it came to it. There was a loud crack and for the first time since his original visit, Kreacher appeared.

He bowed. "Mistress."

"Kreacher!" Helena was surprised at his appearance.

"Mistress, Blood Traitor Ginny Weasley-" Helena gave Kreacher a sharp look but let him continue. "Andromeda Black, married the mudblood, she did, was attacked and taken to St. Mungos."

"What? By whom?"

"Weasley wants to notify you that the half-blood's son is alright."

"Kreacher!" She was appalled that he still called Remus a 'half-blood'.

"Kreacher is sorry, Mistress." He mumbled.

"Kreacher, can you wait a moment and then apparate me?" She pleaded. All thoughts of her pregnancy and Klaus problems flew out the window. Teddy needed her.

"For Mistress." Kreacher nodded eagerly.

She quickly went to the kitchen and grabbed a notepad and pen that was left there, probably by Elijah.

Klaus,

Something came up. I hope to be back before you read this, but if not, I will be back as soon as I can. She promised.

Helena

She knew she couldn't levee without alerting them. She ran up the stairs and grabbed the beaded bag that once belonged to Hermione. It was filled with all the magic things she didn't want the Originals to stumble across. She carefully ran down the stairs. At twenty weeks, she had begun to show, but a large sweater was enough to hide it until she told her friends, and more importantly Teddy. Her stomach wasn't as big as most pregnant women, her small stature ensured that, but it was more than a small swelling.

"Thank you, Kreacher." She clasped his hand and she felt the familiar sensation of apparation.