I woke up soaking in my own tears, thinking back to what had happened in the dream. Is Lucifer really coming for me ? Just the thought of it, makes my heart raise. A part of me is thrilled that he's coming, but another part of me makes me feel nervous.
I still don't know what his true intentions are. He probably wants to use my brothers and Castiel to get me, more superficially, our unborn son. What if that's all what he was really interested all along? My son, the Nephilim.
He could probably be used as a powerful weapon , especially if he attempts to start the apocalypse all over again.
Lucifer may say that he can't lie because he's an angel, but he is smart enough to get around a lie, find loop holes and his specialty is fooling anyone with his words our with his illusions. He the devil after all.
Feeling my heart sting, I decide to shake the thoughts away. I push the covers off to the side to reveal a baby bump that makes me seem like I'm about five or six months off.
I place my hands over the bump, shifting my thoughts over to my unborn son, realizing that I won't be able to see him grow up and protect him from all those after him. Instead I'll have Castiel and my brothers watch over him while I'll either end up in heaven or hell.
I sigh softly and attempt to fit into the clothes I wore the night before, but. My jeans wouldn't budge. “ oh come on..” I gave up on my jeans and walked on over to the closet and put on the clothes that seemed comfortable for me to wear.
I step out of the room and pause while I over here a conversion between Klaus and someone else.
“Freya I need you to investigate what is wrong with Lauren..”
“ The girl that slept over?” I hear a male voice.
“ Yes Elijah that's the one,” I hear Klaus. “she's an odd one, she said she was magically zapped here.. So I assume she was either speaking metaphorically or she's was dating a witch.”
“ and you want me to find out about her boyfriend?” I hear a woman's voice.
“ that's not it, my dear sister. Last night while she and I had dinner, she'd asked me the strangest thing. she'd asked to taste every drink we own. She's said that she wanted to see if there's a drink she likes since she doesn’t necessarily drink much.. And she seemed ill around alcohol.”
“ But you don't believe her.”
“ Exactly. I believe she's hiding something.. Perhaps her insane boyfriend had put a curse on her of some sort and I need you Freya to figure out what that curse is and undo it.”
“ and you suspect that the thing that this Lauren is hiding is that her boyfriend is a witch?”
Oh Klaus is way off, Lucifer didn’t curse me and he certainly isn't a witch. He's literally the freaking devil. The original king of hell with: horns, pointy tail, forked tongue, pitchfork and everything.
After Castiel told me last night in my dream that I was expecting, I've realized that my sudden illness around alcohol is nothing to worry about. That was just my unborn son's way of telling me to back off around the drinks while he's in my womb.
“ Exactly.”
“ Why won't you ask her ? If Lauren's boyfriend is a witch then certainly she must know about other supernatural beings such as vampires such as this family.”
My eyes widen in shock. I'm surrounded by vampires?
I nearly trip when I feel a pair of feminine arms catch my fall. “ Careful love, if I haven't caught you when I did, you could’ve fallen.”
I face the vampire who broke my fall, it was the woman from one of the paintings.. I think I remembered Klaus saying her name was Rebekah.
I quickly reach for a chair and break it off, grabbing one of the legs and hold the sharp end to Rebekah. “Stay the hell away from me you blood sucker.”
“Seriously, love?”
Klaus barges in along with the man that I saw in a painting, assuming it’s Elijah and a woman suspected must be Freya that was in the other room with Klaus and Elijah, stood besides the two men. All of them had their eyes on me.
Klaus took a couple steps closer to me as I stepped backward, before I knew it, my back touched the wall and close was only an inch apart from me. “Drop the stake, love I'm not going to hurt you.”
My eyes lock on his, feeling a shiver down my spine. I was lost at words until reality struck back and I've raised the piece of wood at him. “ I'm a hunter. I hunt down monsters like you. My boyfriend isn't a witch, he's literally the devil as in the very powerful archangel of light who rebelled, as in the one and only Lucifer Morningstar, and I warn you if you do anything to harm me or even if you try to lay a finger on me, you’re going to have to deal with my brothers and also Satan himself.”
I start notice that I've been crying This whole time. I drop the piece of wood and rush out the room, heading back upstairs.
My body collapses on the bed with my stomach sticking out to the ceiling. I grab a pillow and bury my face, uncontrollable tears still emerging. The tears came to a halt as I felt a cold masculine hand on my am.
My heart bounced in my chest as I quickly remove the pillow from my head. “ Luci-”
I look up at the man who has his hand on my arm. My heart shrunk at that instant. The man I was expecting to be here, wasn’t. I don't know why I feel disappointed that it isn't him, when I should be relieved. Relieved that he isn't here because I won't be able to look at him with a straight face, not when just thinking about him pains me.
“Were you expecting someone else, love? Klaus takes a seat besides me.
“ Yes I was actually.. I was expecting someone to bring me some pie.” I force a smile.
“ this early? It isn't even noon yet.”
I kept my smile and raise the shirt half way to reveal the bang bump. “Well according to my half angel baby, it is never too early for pie.”
Klaus eyes widen in shock. “ you're pregnant?”
“I am but don't worry dearie you’re not the father.” I say in sarcasm.
“ how far along are you?”
“I don't know.. Somewhere between a few months and a couple of days.. kind of hard to tell when I slept with the devil countless of times since we began dating.. And the speed of the pregnancy doesn't help either.” I lower my shirt back down.
“I see..” Klaus grows quiet for a moment. “ So how is Satan? Is he really what everyone assumes him to be? With his ugly demonic features and red skin and horns?”
I couldn't help but chuckle at his remark. “ No red skin, no horns , and no pitchforks.”
“Is he demonic looking?”
“well no.. I've never seen his true features due to the fact it can be overwhelming , but since he is an angel and from what I've heard of, he was the most beautiful angel of all of heaven, and he was God's favorite son.”
Klaus smiles softly as I continue to explain and clear out to him on how I got here and about the angels who want to kill my baby, then explained how I find out I was pregnant and that the whole my body rejecting alcohol thing was just my half angel child telling me to lay off the booze for a bit.
As soon as I was done explaining to him about my situation, Rebekah took me out shopping for some new clothes. Along the way, my eyes landed on a church nearby. My body froze in front of the house of God.
Just then I wondered if I could pray to God and ask him for his guidance, but a part of me doubts that he'll guide me. I'm on my own, I've chosen the devil over God the moment I first started dating Lucifer, the moment I sympathized the devil and blindly fell in love with him.
Still, it is worth a try and I hope God will be willing to answer my prayer.
I look over at Rebekah who was now down the block, probably haven't noticed that I stopped following her.
I face back to the church and step inside. Suddenly I felt like I lost control of my body. I couldn’t move a single muscle. I forced. My strength to move on further but. I collapse down to my knees and struggled to breathe. My head felt like it was boiling and coughed out blood.
I felt like I was getting weaker and collapsed fully down to the floor. I kept coughing out blood and felt severely ill and spotted a priest rushing my way, behind me I heard the door swing open. Where a female vice call out to me before I lost conscious.