Weeks had passed and Mikael had done as he promised, bringing Y/N meals and telling her of her family.

Her belly grew, seeming to grow quickly. She was two months pregnant but she seemed like she could be four.

Y/N grew tired of not being able to come out during the day. She was bored of being trapped in the cave until sunset.

Soon, Mikael had given her a ring. He told her that the ring would protect her from the sun. She wore it and got to know her surroundings, knowing that she'd be there for a while.

Though, villagers still passed by every now and again, either exploring or moving to a new home. She hid in the when they did.

Eventually, one fateful day, Y/N had seen two Mikaelsons walking. She hid in the cave and couldn't help but listen in to what they were speaking of.

The Mikaelsons were Rebekah and Niklaus. Y/N wished she could talk to them, see them again. See Elijah again but she couldn't. Mikael's threats were perfectly clear.

She had heard the stories of what was happening back at the village. The things Mikael had done. It scared her.

Esther had had an affair with one of the werewolf villagers. Niklaus wasn't Mikael's son.

Niklaus had made his first human kill, it triggered his werewolf gene and with that, he became Mikael's greatest shame.

Esther tried to make it right. She put the hybrid curse on Niklaus to suppress his werewolf side, and then she turned her back on him.

But Mikael's greatest weakness as a human was his pride. As a vampire, that was magnified. He went on a rampage and killed half the village. Then he came home and killed her.

He said she broke his heart so he would break hers. He tore it from her chest as Niklaus watched.

The same night of Esther's death, Mikael had come to the cave. He was furious. He declared that Y/N was going to come with him and they were going to leave their home. Travel elsewhere.

But Norway was Y/N's home and she didn't want to leave. Especially not Elijah.

Y/N tried to refuse, but Mikael threatened the life of her child.

So, to protect her little one, she decided to leave with Mikael.

He told her to be ready by nightfall and Y/N agreed. He left.

She wanted to say goodbye to Elijah, so she snuck off to the village. Mikael wasn't there to catch her. She still had hours until nightfall.

She saw Niklaus and Rebekah standing around Esther's grave. She watched from afar as they consoled each other.

"I know you think she hated you, Niklaus, but she did not. She was just afraid. I'm sorry she turned her back on you. I will never do that." Rebekah said.

Then she heard it. The voice of the one she loved so dearly.

Elijah walked in and spoke, "Nor will I."

Y/N smiled and she wanted to run to him. Feel him again. Speak to him again. Be with him.

But she stayed and Rebekah said, "We stick together as one. Always and forever." Rebekah, Niklaus, and Elijah all held hands in a circle around the grave.

Rebekah spoke, "I'll go gather essentials and we shall leave tonight." Elijah and Niklaus nodded and Rebekah retreated to the house.

Elijah looked around the village, as if taking in his last moments here. His eyes trailed over to the house Y/N once lived in. Niklaus placed a hand on his shoulder.

Elijah clenched his jaw and looked down at his feet. Niklaus then patted his shoulder and turned to rejoin Rebekah in the house. Niklaus left and Elijah sped over to the house. Y/N did the same, going around the back.

Elijah walked up to the front door and stood there, putting a hand up and trying to push his hand through. He sighed and looked down. Y/N remembered how vampires could enter a home if they were not allowed in.

Then she remembered something else. When Astrid died, the house then belong to Y/N. She bit her lip and whispered, "Elijah, come in." She was so quiet that Elijah wouldn't hear her.

As if it would change anything, Elijah lifted his hand and tried to touch the barrier again. When his hand went through, his eyes widened. How was he in?

He set the thought to the side and cautiously entered the home. He looked around and remembered all of the things he'd done with Y/N throughout the years. He loved her so much.

Elijah looked around the house and thought of all the memories that resurfaced. Y/N wanted to give him something. Something for him to remember her by in his many years to come. Something that was hers.

She looked down as her bracelet had caught her eye. She wore a bracelet that Elijah had made for her when they first got together.

He recalled how much she had loved to gaze at the stars and moon at night with him and made her a bracelet with a crescent moon made from silver. Y/N smiled and took it from her wrist. She held it in her hand before she sped into the house. She dropped it on a table and rushed back out before Elijah could see her.

When he turned around, he saw the bracelet sitting there. He smiled softly, a sad smile. Picking up the bracelet, he held it in his hands and said to himself, "I miss you so much."

Y/N smiled and couldn't help but whisper the oath that Elijah had made to her. She spoke in a whispered voice, "Always and forever."

Elijah's head shot up and he looked around looking for the origin of the faint sound. But you had rushed away before he'd seen you. You returned to the cave in no time and gathered whatever things you needed.

Nightfall came and Mikael returned. Y/N had witnessed Rebekah, Elijah, and Niklaus pass by, leaving to find a new home, just minutes before Mikael's arrival.

"Let's go." He said. Y/N nodded and followed Mikael quietly. She knew she'd have to escape. Y/N couldn't put her child's life in the hands of Mikael. It would be an unforgivable mistake.

She came up with some sort of plan quickly. It had to work. There was no way she would live if it hadn't. She had one shot and she couldn't blow it.

~

The next day, Mikael and Y/N were almost out of the New World. He had taken a detour before they could leave permanently.

He walked up to a hut and announced his presence. A woman opened the door and demand he tell her who he was. "A man in need of a cloaking spell."

"What would you give?" She asked.

"Your life. You can either help me...or die."

The woman watched him and finally answered, "Fine. Come in."

Y/N followed Mikael into the hut and she told them both to sit down. Y/N did as told and sat on one of the chairs. "What kind of cloaking spell do you need?" The woman asked.

Mikael informed her, "I need one that will keep her child from being found by any witch. No matter how powerful."

The woman nodded and said, "I think I have what you need." She went to the cabinets and began pulling out ingredients.

When she had what she needed, she came over to Y/N and pricked her finger with a pin. She began mixing ingredients and chanting.

She came back to Y/N and told her to relax and close her eyes. Y/N nodded and closed her eyes and the witch did the spell. She began to chant, saying the spell over and over. Y/N felt the magic move within her until the witch stopped.

They both opened her eyes and the witch looked down at the necklace. "There's no need for a spell."

"What do you mean?" Mikael asked. The witch looked at him and pointed to the necklace, "The necklace keeps threats from tracking her and her child. As long as she or the child wears that necklace, they are both fine."

Mikael nodded, "Well, then. I guess we don't need you anymore."

Mikael running to the witch, fangs bared and eyes dark. The witch held up her hand and Mikael fell to the ground, yelling in pain and clutching his head. She told Y/N, "You need to run. Traveling with him will only bring you death. Go now while I have him down."

Y/N was hesitant, if she ran and Mikael found her, both her and her child were dead. The witch told her, "Go! The necklace will keep you safe. Any one who means to hurt you can't find you."

Mikael growled, "Don't...you...leave. I...will...find you...one way...or another."

Y/N looked back and the witch shook her head, "Go." Y/N gulped and ran, fast and far. She didn't stop running as she escaped.

The only time she stopped was when she needed to regain her strength. Against her better judgement, she had found a wandering traveler and killed him, drinking his blood for strength.

Y/N ran and ran, only stopping for meals. She'd taken whatever money her prey had just to give her an advantage with the humans.

But she knew she couldn't run everywhere. She eventually came across another village. She knew she couldn't stay.

She found a man who was selling horses. Y/N counted her money and walked up to the man. She took a breath and kept as much control as she could muster. "May I purchase a horse?" She asked with a smile.

The man saw her and said, "What kind of horse are you looking for, miss?"

"Fast. One that can run far." She said. The man nodded, "I have just the one."

He guided her to the little stable where the horses were kept. He opened it and they both walked in. He gestured to a horse with a bronze coat and three white socks. "This here is Sif. She's a fine horse, she is. She can outrun any I've come by, and I've met a lot of horses in my days."

Y/N smiled, "She's perfect."

"But she's also expensive." He'd told her.

Y/N looked back at her money. She figured she had enough. He asked for the price and by the time she'd given him all of the pay, she barely had any money left.

She probably wouldn't need it anyway. She pet Sif's head and told her gently, "You're a beauty."

She got on Sif's back and stroked her neck. They both took off, walking from village to village. They did this for many days, grabbing food and water as they went and Y/N leaving Sif to feed so she didn't scare her away.

~

Y/N had gained more control and was able to stay in villages for a couple days before taking off. She knew she'd have to do this to take care of Sif correctly.

She was in one of those villages at the moment, walking around and enjoying a bit of her time with the humans. By the look of Y/N's belly, she knew that the child was due anytime now.

It was that night that she had given birth to her child.

The process of birthing a child is no joke and honestly hurt more than she thought it would. One of the woman in the village helped her as she gave birth and Y/N knew she was in good hands.

It was the fateful night of April 12th that Y/N's son was born.

She stayed a couple more days in the village to take care of her newborn son and set back on her way, deciding to go back to her own village. There was something she needed to do.

~

Y/N traveled for a week before she finally reached her village again. To keep herself busy, she tended to her horse and child and tried to figure out what to name him.

They reached the village one morning and Y/N laid her son down to rest and putting Sif in a stable with food and water. Y/N laid with her son for a while, until he woke up.

When he did, she took him to the underground caves. Elijah had taken her once upon a time. He showed her the names of him and his siblings engraved into the cave walls. When he had proposed to Y/N, this was the first thing they did.

Y/N stood in the cave with her child in a basket covered in blankets. She made sure he was okay before she finally said, "Ethan. Your name shall be Ethan. It means 'strong'. And, oh, how strong you will be, my child."

Y/N could hear smallest coo from him as she said, "Just like your father."

Ethan cooed again. Y/N smiled and grabbed the knife that had been in her bag for protection. She picked it up and looked at the two names that were engraved into the wall side by side.

ᛖᛚᛇᚨᚺ + (Y/N in Elder Futhark)

Y/N smiled to herself as she stared at the names. She grabbed a rock and readied her knife against the wall. She began to engrave Ethan's name into the cave wall just under Elijah and Y/N's names.

When she had finished a few minutes later, she stood back and examined it. She smiled and picked up Ethan. She rocked him as she said, "I wish your father was here to see this."

There it was. And it was perfect.

ᛖᚦᚨᚾ

~

Y/N traveled with Ethan. They went all over the world, but Y/N was concerned.

Ethan wasn't growing. Or, at least he was, but very slowly.

It had been a year since he was born and he looked only a few days old still.

So...Y/N went to a witch. The spell cam at a price, like it usually did with witches. But Y/N was prepared to pay it.

The witch told her that her child had been turned at the same time she had been. He'd grown in the wound, the productions sped up to protect Y/N.

But when he was born, against what she would think, Ethan grew slowly. The vampire blood that ran through his veins slowed down his growth.

"Well then, how long will it take? For him to grow?" She asked.

"Every hundred years is a year of your child's growth." The witch told her.

"Will it ever even out? Will he age forever or will it slow or stop?" Y/N had questions swarming in her head.

The witch closed her eyes and responded, "On the day that he shall turn 18 in his human body, the growth will stop and he shall live immortal."

She nodded and the witch spoke, "Now for my price."

As years went on, Y/N knew that even with her time extended, she had to cherish every moment she had with her baby.

Ethan and Y/N traveled around the world, they'd stayed in places, never living anywhere for more than a year.

She protected her child with her life, never letting anyone hurt him.

She occasionally encountered more vampires. As the years went on, more and more appeared.

It was finally Ethan's first human birthday. Y/N celebrated with just the two of them in Paris.

~

Years and years went on. Ethan grew slowly and Y/N missed Elijah with all her heart.

Ethan often saw her absent stare and wondered why. He would come up to her and asked why she was sad.

"I just miss your father, honey. You would've loved him." She would tell him.

"Is he gone?"

She shook her head, "No, not exactly. But he seems one step ahead us. I promise...you'll meet him one day."

He said, "It's okay, Mommy. I just wanna stay with you."

Y/N smiled sadly and told him, "I know, honey. I know."

She pulled him into her lap and kissed his cheek. She rocked him back and forth, keeping him close to her.

~

The two traveled all over the world, taking in new places, enjoying their time in each, avoiding the years of war, keeping Ethan safe and happy.

But sooner or later, they both had to leave, they had to leave before people began to question why Y/N never got older, before they questioned why Ethan never grew.

They could never call a place home for more than a year. The only place Y/N could ever remember being a solid home was in the New World, a place they now called Virginia. Y/N longed to go back, to see her homeland again, but she didn't know if there were still dangers there for her or her son.

She wanted to go back and show her son where he was supposed to grow up with her and his father. Y/n wanted to show Ethan where he was supposed to be living. But she was too afraid for his safety.

So they traveled, and they moved, and they saw. Y/N knew in the back of her mind that she was searching. Searching for her fiancé, for her son's father. She was searching to complete her family.

But centuries passed and with each one, so did her hope of ever finding Elijah again.

~

In a week, Ethan would turn 9 in his human body. They were currently living in Alexandria, Louisiana. In the number of months that they had lived there, it wasn't long until Ethan had heard of the lively city of New Orleans.

He'd been begging his mother to go for months. She agreed that for his birthday, they'd move there. "If you have your stuff packed up and your room spotless a week before."

"Yes, ma'am!"

Keeping her promise, she had found a little house near the French Quarter that Ethan would adore. She had packed any last minute things and taken care of any last minute business. They would be in New Orleans by his birthday.

The night before Ethan's birthday, Y/N and her son loaded into the car and set off on their three and a half hour car trip.

Y/N had to continue to remind Ethan that reading during the trip wasn't the best idea and gave him headphones to listen to music instead. He eventually fell asleep and Y/N smiled at the sight of her sleeping son and drove the rest of the way in peace.

When they arrived in New Orleans, the streets bustled with music. Ethan woke up at some time and had his face practically pinned against the window as he stared in wonder. "Everything is so cool here!" He marveled.

Y/N smiled, "Yeah, it is." Ethan reached into her purse and pulled out the Polaroid camera, taking pictures of anything he found interesting, which was practically anything. "Hey, now. Keep taking all those pictures and we'll have to go and get more film."

He laughed as he looked at the pictures, waving them around and watching them appear. Y/N laughed and told him, "Okay, we're going to drop our stuff off at the house and go to a hotel until all the furniture comes in. How does that sound, buddy?"

He nodded, "Cool!" He then took a picture of her smiling at him. She chuckled and turned her attention to the road.

Y/N pulled into the driveway of their new home and Ethan raced out, taking a picture of the house. "Woah." He breathed.

Y/N kneeled in front of him and told him, "Remember, you can't use your speed in public. Be careful, okay?" He nodded to her and she put a finger in front of him, "And make sure you don't compel anyone. You remember what happened the last time you did."

He began laughing, "Tom wouldn't stop saying 'cockadoodldoo' for a week!" Y/N tried not to laugh to set an example but couldn't. Every time someone asked him a question, all he'd do is caw in their face.

Y/N laughed, "Stop laughing! You're making me look bad. And that's only because you didn't tell me and his mother found us while we were at the park." They both chuckled to themselves and he ran into the house. He tried to open the door but it was locked. Y/N rolled her eyes and sped over, unlocking the door as he stormed in.

As he explored the new house, she grabbed a couple of bags and told him from the car, "Pick a bedroom!" Y/N pulled the bags into the house and he came by, taking one of them as he dragged her through the house.

"I found this one!" He said as he pulled her into one of the rooms. It was a good size and he seemed to like it a lot. "The pictures can go on this wall! Oh, and my bed can go right here! The bookshelf can go over here!"

Y/N laughed and said, "I like that. But we have to get the stuff out of the car first, Ethan." He nodded and raced to the car, grabbing a bag and coming back in less then ten seconds.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Put what you can in here, the furniture should be here tomorrow. I rented a hotel room for the night." He nodded to her and began placing the box of books in the corner and putting his suitcase with it.