Elijah watched you from the door frame, you had been looking at your baby for a while, your little Henrik, you had been kidnapped by some Augustine vampires and tortured, and now that you were with your miracle baby (the result of a spell some witches had done on you), you didn't dare wake him up but you had missed him so much that you were there unable to stop looking at him.

"You should rest, my darling..." Elijah said softly, he had been so scared of loosing you.