Hello, guys! For all Klayley fans, this is a Christmas/ New Year's special in which Klaus and Hayley learn about the importance of love, acceptance and most importantly forgiveness. Additional pairings will be Rebel (Marcel & Rebekah) and Camlijah (Elijah & Camille, who will be having a journey of their own).

PLOT: Hayley is ready to vanish with Hope, after striking a deal with Freya and reminiscences the past when she thought everything would work out with her love life, and she could finally settle down. A tragedy leaves the wolves angry at Hayley, as she abandons her position as their Queen. During a heartbreaking funeral, Klaus is convinced that Hope can have a better life without him in it. Meanwhile, Freya confronts Elijah, after a vision she had of him, and finally, Cami's plans for the holidays are revealed.

She grabbed her bags and placed them in the car. Some tears were still running down her eyes but Hayley quickly wiped them away. She was tougher than this. She was always tougher than this. "Hayley! Wait! Please reconsider! He hasn't even admitted to doing it!" Freya called out and ran out of the compound to see the hybrid girl, packing her things in the car. Hayley simply shook her head and wiped away all of her tears as the 6-year old Hope came out the door with her favorite stuffed wolf in her hands and a widened expression. "Mommy, where are we going?" she asked. Hayley did her best to smile and kneeled down, touching her daughter's cheek. "We are going on a little trip, sweetie." "But isn't Daddy coming with us?" she asked her. Looking over at Freya one more time, Hayley whispered, "No. Daddy is not coming with us. Daddy is busy right now, okay?" "Okay." Hope replied, obediently. After placing the little girl in her car, Hayley handed a piece of paper to Freya.

"You have it all there. The location, address and my new phone number. You will be able to bring Hope back here, okay? But I am staying as far away as possible." "Hayley, I have never done something like this before. Transporting Hope through magic is a great risk." "I am not taking his daughter away from him. I know I have no right to do that, no matter what he's done…" "So you want Hope to visit regularly, still?" "It is the only way that I can get him to really leave me alone. He has ruined my life from day one. I tried to look past everything but this…I will never be able to forgive him for this…I won't! And I never want to see him again. But Hope is his daughter and she loves that son of a bitch, so that is why I am begging you to do this not just for him, but for her too." "Alright, I will do my best. But Hayley…please…I can do something. Like I said, he has not confirmed it." "Maybe to you, he hasn't but he has confirmed it to me well enough." "How do you know?"

"I know. Everyone knows. I never would have encouraged him if I knew that he would take things this far!" "Hayley, you could have never stopped this from happening. It was a long marriage to Jackson and a long journey for the two of you. But you never really loved him, and I have seen it all, when I entered my brother's memories…his thoughts…I saw only you…the woman in his heart." Hayley snorted. "I am sure you're trying to say anything you can right now to get him out of this mess, but you can't, Freya. He did what he has always done. But this time, he did something that even if he wanted to, he can never take back. He did it without any remorse." "Even if he did, which I don't believe it…he must have done it out of desperation. You know that you would have never abandoned Jackson, for anyone. He knew that you would never have done it when you and Elijah had a thing going on. And after six years of marriage to him, how could he think that you would just drop it…and for someone like him?" "Yeah, I am sure that is his reason…and he is going to jump back in bed with Cami the second I am gone. He doesn't deserve what he had, and now he just lost his luck."

Rubbing her eyes, Hayley just looked over the compound one more time, before putting the rest of her things in the car, where Hope was now in, and she was playing with her stuffed wolf. The sight made Hayley's heart skip a beat, as she remembered the night she saw him offer this wolf to their daughter. He had said that it would always protect her, and remind her of where she belonged, among the wolves. They were the wolf family. "Goodbye, Freya." "You are leaving now?" "No. I have to stop by in the bayou. I have to tell them…that I can't be alongside them anymore. And I need to be there, when they offer Jackson the funeral he deserves, as a former werewolf alpha." "We will keep in touch." "I trust you…so you will not give any details of our location to Klaus, do you understand me?" "Yes, of course." The two women hugged and parted ways at last. "Mommy, where are we going?" Hope asked softly and leaned her head on her lap. Hayley took a deep breath and responded, "You and me are taking a trip to California, baby. We'll be staying there for a while."

"But, it's almost Christmas." Hope whimpered and Hayley closed her eyes. "Christmas is in a few days, yes. You will be home to see your Daddy then, okay?" "And I will get presents?" "Of course. Just like every year." "Can you and Daddy kiss under the mistletoe again?" Hayley felt something stuck in her throat at that moment and she was the one who had to keep herself from crying. "Hope, sweetie, do you remember what Mommy told you, that we can't talk about that anymore? Mommy and Daddy had an accident and we must never talk about it. Do you understand?" "Yes, I understand." Hope mumbled and yawned, getting sleepy. Hayley ordered the compelled driver to take them to the bayou. That had to be her last stop before she would leave New Orleans for good. She knew she had to think fast about what excuse she would offer her daughter. And last year on Christmas…Hayley remembered it all. It was the night she and Klaus could no longer hide what they felt from each other. It was a night where they expressed the hatred for the situation, but also love.

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She sensed him at the door when the doorbell rang. Hayley took a deep breath and opened the door. Klaus was standing there with two wrapped boxes in his hands and a small smile on his face. "Merry Christmas, little wolf." Hayley cleared her throat and moved away from the door to let him enter the apartment where she and Jackson had been living for the past few years. "Merry Christmas. Hope is in the living room." He frowned at the way she was distancing herself from him. They had put aside their differences a long time ago, for the sake of Hope. And they had gotten even closer with the years that came. They were close. "Hayley is my presence a disturbance to you?" he asked and Hayley immediately shook her head. "No, of course not. I'm glad you're here and Hope is dying to see you too." "DADDY!" Hope exclaimed and rushed forward using her hybrid speed and landed in her father's hands. Klaus chuckled and brought her up to kiss her cheek and then her forehead. "Did you bring me any gifts?" she asked him at once and Hayley scoffed. "Your father has come to see you and gifts are all you're worried about?" Klaus ignored Hayley's remark and said, "Of course I have brought you a gift. Open this."

Handing Hope one of the smaller boxes, a huge smile lit on the child's face as she took it and rushed to the living room so she could open it under the Christmas tree, like she has always wanted to. Klaus stood at the doorway, his heart melting at the sight of his daughter being happy. Hayley found herself standing by him and he asked, "Where might your husband be?" he smirked when he saw the look on her face. "Is there a problem, love?" "He's in the bayou. He said he wanted to spend some time with his own family for a change." She looked over to see the look on Klaus' face change. At once, the happiness for his daughter was replaced by anger. "I have warned him so many times that if he dares…" "Klaus, please…don't go there." "He is not worthy of you, Hayley. I keep wondering when the time will come and you will see that as well." "It's not like he has abandoned me or anything. We're just…we're not as we used to be." "And what would be the reason for that?" Hope looked up and Hayley told her, "Sweetie, your Daddy and me are going to be in the kitchen, alright?"

The moment Hope nodded, Hayley headed over there and Klaus followed. He smirked as he saw the mistletoe hanging from the door. "Interesting…I don't suppose you put it to good use?" Hayley blushed and got angry but she couldn't help but smile a little. "Shut up." She muttered and turned around to deal with the cake she had baked. It was not much, but she did do her best. A giggle escaped her mouth as she thought about the Christmas she had spent with Hope the other year and how she had tried to bake cookies and set the whole kitchen on fire. Her smile disappeared however, when she remembered how Jackson was the only one who had been really upset about it and had lashed out at all of them. At once, Hayley looked up and noticed Klaus was leaning against the doorframe with his hands crossed over his chest, observing her. "What?" she asked, much softer than she expected to. He was Klaus. Since when was she this soft with him?

"Nothing at all. I am simply enjoying looking at you." Hayley cocked her head to one side and smirked. "Careful, Mr. Mikaelson. Another side of you is showing." "Which side?" "The caring side. Now, do something for me, will you? Actually, for Hope." Klaus smirked and said, "Anything for you and for our daughter." "Take a bite and tell me what you think." She didn't even think it through. She cut a piece of the cake and brought it over to him in the doorframe and he bit into it from her hand. Their eyes met and Hayley had to stop herself from blushing yet again. What the hell was going on with her? He chewed slowly but his eyes remained connected with hers as their faces were brought closer. "You want my honest opinion?" "Yes." "It's absolutely delicious." He whispered and wrapped his arms around her, making Hayley drop the rest of the piece of cake on the floor. His lips met hers in a soft kiss. She moaned into his mouth almost at once, realizing how much she wanted to feel him like this again.

After so many years, they could give into their passion once more. Her arms went up his chest and felt him as he continued kissing her gently. Finally, she pulled away and he rested his forehead on hers, breathing in deeply. "How is that for an honest opinion, little wolf?" "What are you talking about?" "I want you." "Mommy?" Hope was standing right behind them, gawking at what she was seeing. "Oh…um…Hope…" Hayley tried to think of an explanation but she couldn't find any. "Mommy, what are you and Daddy doing?" There was a huge smile on the little girl's face. Klaus chuckled when he saw that Hayley had no words coming out of her mouth. "Your mother and I…" he started saying but Hayley cut him off. "Your Daddy and I were following traditions, Hope. And it is tradition to…uh…kiss under the mistletoe." She pointed at the mistletoe hanging above the doorway. Hope continued smiling, nodded and walked back to her presents in the living room.

Once she was gone, Hayley turned back to Klaus, who was already holding her by her waist and he kissed her once more. She couldn't resist and kissed him back, feeling absolutely refreshed. Her heart was beating like it hadn't beaten in a very long time. She felt complete…she felt whole. "Hayley." He murmured her name and kissed her again. "Klaus…" she whispered back, but the sound of her voice was different from his. It was more of a warning. She put her hands on his chest to stop herself. Shaking her head, she managed to say. "This can't happen. It's too much, Klaus. It's way too much." "What do you find too much?" "I'm married to Jackson. Have been for years and now you…" "I'm not doing anything you wouldn't want, little wolf." She didn't know how to respond to that statement. "Klaus…" "Just trust me." "I can't abandon Jackson." "I understand." "No, you don't." "I do…just trust me."

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Hayley rubbed her forehead and let the tears stream down her face. This was exactly how it had started with them and for a whole year, Klaus had been trying to convince her that he was the best solution as a father-figure for Hope and that Jackson had to leave the family. Hayley was almost certain to think that the only reason he had kissed her was to try to get in between her and Jackson so that Hope would no longer have a step-father, his worst fear. And she had trusted him. For a whole year, he had been somewhat courting her, breaking Cami's heart and angering Elijah. But Hayley would have been lying to herself if she said that she didn't have any feelings for him. She did, and she wanted him just as much as he was starting to want her. She remembered one night, Jackson confronting her about Klaus, and she had denied everything. But she knew he knew she was lying.

She knew that what she had been doing was not good for their child. They had to be careful, because Hope was already in a weird enough family as it was. One night, a few weeks before, he had confessed to her, everything. Hayley could remember his moist lips against hers and the way he made love to her so passionately that she craved him so much. That was the night he told her he was going to find a way to break apart her marriage to Jackson, and she agreed to it. She wanted to be with him…she wanted to offer her daughter a safe and healthy environment with her parents together too. But most importantly, she wanted to be free from a marriage she no longer wanted to be in. But she never thought that Klaus would go this far…and when she did confront him…he didn't even bother defending himself.

"I am pleased to see this is what you truly think me capable of, little wolf." Klaus whispered and watched as Hayley threw the glass against the wall. "Just admit it! Say it! YOU KILLED HIM!" she screamed at him and let the tears gush out. His face was completely emotionless, and then she saw the look of anger on his face. "Tell me. Please tell me that I am wrong and that I am making a mistake. Tell me that I'm making a mistake, Klaus. Please…just tell me." She went closer to him and cupped his face in her hands. "Did you kill Jackson?" She let out a soft whimper as she held on to him tightly. She thought that he would at least show her any kind of emotion…but he showed none. "So what if I did?" he finally said the words which jabbed into her heart.

He had confirmed it…indirectly, but he did, nonetheless. Hayley kissed her sleeping daughter's forehead and saw that they had arrived in the bayou, just in time for the funeral. "Mommy, is Jackson here?" Hope asked softly, showing her that she was awake. "Yes, he is, sweetie. I have to…I have to talk to some people here, okay? Will you wait for me in the car?" "Okay." Hope wiped away the sweat on her forehead. "Good girl." Hayley stepped out and compelled the driver to take care of her daughter until she would be back. She knew that she had to make this quick. She hated leaving Hope alone. She made it to the river, where Jackson was being buried, and she held her head down, and said her last goodbyes, as the wolves watched her. Hayley knew that a showdown would be coming up any minute now, and she had to be prepared.

"Your child's father…the one you keep protecting is an everlasting cruel and cold beast. Keep him away from us, or you will regret it." A woman whispered to her and Hayley frowned, grabbing her hand and hissing, "Who do you think you are to speak to me like this!" "Your people, the people you have turned your backs on for Klaus Mikaelson…and now he has killed our leader…and you are no longer our Queen!" Another wolf exclaimed, the others agreeing with him. "Gladly!" Hayley snapped and headed back towards the car, ordering the driver to take her as far away from New Orleans as possible. She had nothing left there anymore.

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Freya took a deep breath before she finally found the courage to enter Klaus' chambers. She had the time to call Rebekah and Marcel and have them come back from their travels to hear the tragic news of Jackson's death and how Klaus was found responsible. But Freya knew better. "Brother!" she said and saw him leaning against the window, looking out into the night. "She left." Was all he whispered and Freya nodded. "Yes." "Good!" "Klaus, you can't keep doing this! You have to tell me…!" "Whenever a tragedy occurs, I am the one held responsible, whether I have truly done it or not!" "And I know you haven't. I need you to tell me why you would make Hayley assume that you have! Have you completely lost your mind? She is travelling away…with your daughter…" "I promised my daughter the best of everything and she will have it…away from here!"

"Klaus…" "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER WORD! AND IF ANYONE MENTIONS THE NAME HAYLEY MARSHALL AGAIN UNDER THIS ROOF, THEY WILL WISH THEY HADN'T!" He yelled from the rooftops and even the fearless Freya took a step back and gulped, with her eyes fixed to the ground. "She will be sending Hope to us through magic, according to the visiting times, as they were scheduled before." "LEAVE!" Klaus roared and Freya finally looked up into his eyes and whispered, "Elijah was right about you. Any chance of happiness you get and you drive it away…hide from it. You should really be ashamed of this." Klaus turned his back towards her and lifted a canvas, throwing it against the wall in anger. Freya left the room without saying anything else.

As soon as she did, she saw Elijah standing there, with his hands in his pockets. "You're not off the hook." Was all she could say. She brought him in a corner and told him, "I have had visions of you, my dear and noble brother. I have seen it all. The question is, are you going to do something in order to fix this mess or are you just going to stand there with your hands in your pockets and pretend like nothing had happened? Are you going to let your brother take all the blame because of all his insecurities in life? Are you going to let Hayley lose her position as Queen to those wolves and let her move away for good?" "I don't…" Elijah started saying but Freya cut him off. "No. Save it, please, just save it. You've done enough. Think about it for the night. Think about how much Hayley is hurting…think about your brother's happiness as well…and Hope."

Elijah gulped and took one hand out of his pocket and pointed it at her. "What do you know, Freya?" "Everything, Elijah. Absolutely everything. I saw you in my visions. I saw it all, and how cruel you could possibly be." "I was not…that is not true. You have it completely wrong, sister. My intention was…" "It had to do with Hayley, I know. Something in your life always has something to do with Hayley. For your own sake, think about what you have done and when you are ready to confess, do it, but do it fast, otherwise, I will expose you, Elijah. I will. Because I know what your brother and Hayley had, and it's not lost. Not yet. But I won't let them lose it."

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Camille O'Connell sat in her apartment, with her hands between her knees. The holiday had been a devastating moment in her life once…because of her brother. Sean had died only a few days before Christmas, and she had planned to do so much with him. Her heart was set to have a special family dinner with him and her uncle in a city where no human should live…and she failed. She failed at doing what was right…and she failed…hoping that anything in this town could be considered as normal, in any point of view. Now…she was left alone. A few months ago, she was almost certain that she would get to spend Christmas with the Mikaelsons, but after the most unfortunate events led to Klaus abandoning her for Hayley, she decided to distance herself from the family.

There was a piece of paper in her hands to which she held onto tightly. This was an opportunity to help people in need, because that was what she known for around here. Taking a deep breath and knowing that she would have no place, and no people expecting her, she grabbed her coat and headed out of her apartment. The cold winter air had her frozen to the spot and she almost lost the paper with the chilly wind running through her gold locks. The homeless shelter wasn't very far from her place so she knew that with the days to come, she would be helping people in need, without needing to worry about when and how she would get home through the blizzard. As soon as she entered that place, warmth and sadness filled her up. A lady smiled at her and asked, "May I help you? Are you here to visit someone?"

"No. I saw this add in the paper and I understand that you are looking for volunteers…for the people in need around here. I thought that I would help out." The lady smiled and nodded. "We are very glad that you came to us, Miss…" "Cami." "Yes, Cami. I am very happy, seeing as how we have put the add up a week ago, it's almost Christmas time and you are the very first volunteer to walk in here." "That's terrible!" "I know. It would seem that nobody is in the mood to be generous or thoughtful of people in need anymore." "I have been doing this my whole life, and with the holidays coming up, I am doing it so I can get some inner-peace myself." "Had a trouble-filled year?" "Yeah, you can say that. Plus a relationship I thought would work out, but it didn't." The woman nodded and whispered, "I believe you have come to the right place. There are people here with terrible experiences, people you can relate to, and some others who can comfort you, just like you're here to comfort them. I can promise you that you are doing a good deed and it will not be a waste of your time."

"I would never think of it as a waste of time." "Well, we hope not. Let me show you around." The woman said and led her through many rooms, where old people were eating the soup provided for them at this hour. But not all of them were old. Some of them were children as well, and Cami felt pain in her heart as she looked at them. They were innocent people…innocent but life has been cruel to them. "We do the best we can for them. Tomorrow, I will be able to assign you to someone so you can take care of him and her throughout the holidays. And I just hope that we will have more volunteers soon."

A/N: What do you think of it as a first chapter? How will Hayley go through the holidays after Jackson's death? How will Elijah deal with his own problem? Will he confess, or will he keep the secret to himself, letting his brother blame himself?

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