Allison chuckles, shaking her head at him when he makes a comment about her assistant, but doesn’t say anything beyond that. Especially as he relaxes, and settles his head on her lap.
As he begins speaking to her belly, a soft smile crosses her lips as she gently cards her fingers through his hair. Ever since that pregnancy had turned positive, Allison has been longing for the family she never had, the closeness that she and her siblings could never fully accomplish or at least maintain. With Klaus, she knows it’s mainly her fault for leaving, for not coming back, but seeing him here - having him here, and hearing him refer to himself as Uncle Klaus, it makes her heart soar.
She’s about to let him sleep, when Klaus asks how she found her and for a moment she and her assistant share a look through the rearview mirror. The other woman has been vital for her to be able to keep track of him, after all.
“Katie has been helping me keep tabs on any alerts that I probably wouldn’t get.” If she sounds hesitant, it’s because she doesn’t know how he’ll take that. Maybe she should lie, say something less creepy, but she also doesn’t want to lie to him. And, well, there’s no other way she could have really found him.
She closes her hand to hold his as the memory of the phone call comes to her, the fear she felt as she heard overdose, it’s bad, and you should get there right away. It makes her nauseous just remembering, but holding his hand helps to remind her that he’s okay. He’s alive, and he’s okay. That’s what matters.
“You’re hard to find, though,” she admits with a faint smile. If Klaus has ever doubted that Allison didn’t intend to keep her promise to come back for him, the proof is here. All these years, she hasn’t forgotten about him. She just hasn’t been able to really find him long enough to even make plans to come back. “I’ve been trying to pinpoint you for a few years now. This is just the first time that I actually made it here before you could disappear again.”
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As he begins speaking to her belly, a soft smile crosses her lips as she gently cards her fingers through his hair. Ever since that pregnancy had turned positive, Allison has been longing for the family she never had, the closeness that she and her siblings could never fully accomplish or at least maintain. With Klaus, she knows it’s mainly her fault for leaving, for not coming back, but seeing him here - having him here, and hearing him refer to himself as Uncle Klaus, it makes her heart soar.
She’s about to let him sleep, when Klaus asks how she found her and for a moment she and her assistant share a look through the rearview mirror. The other woman has been vital for her to be able to keep track of him, after all.
“Katie has been helping me keep tabs on any alerts that I probably wouldn’t get.” If she sounds hesitant, it’s because she doesn’t know how he’ll take that. Maybe she should lie, say something less creepy, but she also doesn’t want to lie to him. And, well, there’s no other way she could have really found him.
She closes her hand to hold his as the memory of the phone call comes to her, the fear she felt as she heard overdose, it’s bad, and you should get there right away. It makes her nauseous just remembering, but holding his hand helps to remind her that he’s okay. He’s alive, and he’s okay. That’s what matters.
“You’re hard to find, though,” she admits with a faint smile. If Klaus has ever doubted that Allison didn’t intend to keep her promise to come back for him, the proof is here. All these years, she hasn’t forgotten about him. She just hasn’t been able to really find him long enough to even make plans to come back. “I’ve been trying to pinpoint you for a few years now. This is just the first time that I actually made it here before you could disappear again.”