I decided to write another Klayley mini-story which is going to be filled with drama and angst this time. The main couples are going to be Klaus & Hayley (naturally), Lucien & Freya (I believe I am the first to write about them as an actual potential pairing so tell me how it works out) and Elijah & Gia. There will be many bumps in the road like Tristan, Aurora, Cami and Jackson. It all takes place in an alternative universe of season 3, after Hayley escaped the curse, Klaus got together with Cami (and she is now a vampire), Gia died (presumably) and Freya does her best to get her family together.
PLOT: Three months after Hayley's curse was broken, the young Hybrid Queen tries to form a friendship with Freya, the newest member of the Mikaelson family, as well as catch up on what she had missed with Hope and with Jackson. Klaus, in an effort to keep the town safe, turns to Lucien, his former protégé, to discuss the possible return of a past of their own. Meanwhile, Elijah and Marcel grieve Gia's death together, which ends up in Elijah discovering some peculiar about her violin. Finally, Freya is acquainted with her brother's newest partner.
Jackson entered his now fully-furnished home with a smile on his face. He had taken the time to buy some take-out for him and for his wife. It had been three months and he still felt as if Hayley had not regained her full strength. She was even more possessive of her daughter and acting as though anyone would take her away from her at any moment. It was his duty, as her husband, to make her feel as good as it was possible. He unlocked the apartment door and as soon as he entered, the wonderful smell of his take-out was replaced by the stench which belonged to the blood, splashed everywhere around the living room. "Hayley!" Jackson called out immediately, setting the take-out on the table and rushing to the bedroom. He was scared of what could have happened to her. But he sighed in relief to see that Hope was fast asleep in her crib, while Hayley was just sitting on the bed, gulping down blood from a jar.
He cleared his throat and Hayley turned around immediately and groaned. "I made a mess in here, haven't I?" Her voice was hoarse and Jackson stepped over, sitting down next to her. "What triggered this?" he whispered to her silently and took the jar away from her. He remembered she had done this once before, exactly three months before, when she was under stress and completely exhausted. How could she not be after she had spent the previous months in wolf form all because of her baby daddy? The very thought of Klaus, made a growl escape Jackson's throat. He then turned his head towards what was sitting on the night table. It was Hayley's phone and it was buzzing. Hayley groaned and grabbed it before Jackson could see the caller ID. "Who is it?" Jackson asked, standing up after her. Hayley rejected the call and showed her husband the phone.
"Klaus? What the hell does he want?" "I don't know. He called for like five times while you were gone. If it has nothing to do with Hope, there is no reason why I would even like to see his face. Hope is staying with me now." "Maybe he wants to see her." Jackson suggested. "Hasn't he had her enough while I was fending for myself in wolf form in the bayou?" Hayley snapped at him and Jackson decided to let it drop, already noticing her eyes starting to turn golden. She hasn't been herself and angering her now, after she drank so much blood, was not Jackson's goal. "So, you're not going to speak to him." He stated. "Why? Do you want me to?" "No! If it were up to me, I never want you to see that son of a bitch again." "But you know that I have to…at some point. The son of a bitch you are referring to is my baby's father." "That doesn't matter. Look, he has done you enough damage. Look at yourself in the mirror."
"I did…believe me, Jack, I don't like what I see. I am a mess. I feel the same way I felt when I had to send Hope away the first time, just a day after she was born. I have lost so much time with my daughter and this second time…it's all because of Klaus." Hayley shrugged and emptied the jar of blood. "I am trying to recover the best way I know and I don't need anyone's help for it. Not even yours." Jackson nodded slowly and ran a hand through his hair. "I brought take-out. I was hoping you would be hungry, but I see that you had enough to eat." Hayley shook her head and closed her eyes, heading over to the bathroom. She spit the blood and washed her face. When she came back, her eyes were no longer golden and she looked almost normal again. In order to make her husband feel better, Hayley even decided to put a smile on her face.
She stepped towards the crib and placed a kiss on Hope's forehead and then turned to Jackson. "Let's have dinner. I don't want to hear any more about Klaus." She whispered. Her phone started buzzing again and Hayley was almost certain that it was Klaus trying to reach her again, but it was a different caller ID this time. It was Freya. Jackson had returned to the living room by now, and was cleaning up the mess she made. "Hello." She said and here was a sigh from the other line. "It's me." Freya responded. "I know. I saw your name." "Is this a bad time?" "I was going to have some dinner with Jackson now, but we can talk if you want." "I just wanted to know if you're better. You haven't…" "...been myself. Yeah, I know. You try being stuck in wolf form for many months without seeing your daughter. There is so much about her I missed."
"Niklaus has been trying to contact you." "I rejected all of his calls because I have nothing to say to him." "Well, my room is just next to his so you can imagine I heard all of his swearing and his tantrums when you hung up on him." Hayley bit her lip and tried to stifle a laugh. Then she remembered that this was absolutely no laughing matter. He hurt her both physically and emotionally and for that, she was never going to forgive him. "Is he still there?" "Um…no. I think he is planning on going out or something. He talked with someone and said that he was going to meet that guy at Rousseau's." "Who?" "I don't know. I'm going to try and find out because Niklaus has been acting very peculiar lately. He knows something we don't." Hayley sighed and drummed her fingers over her legs. "Well, whatever it is, you should try and crack Cami, because I am sure Klaus was eager to tell her all about it." "That's the thing. I already asked her and she doesn't know anything."
"She's lying to protect him. That's what she always does." Hayley responded with a scoff. "That's what I thought too, but I don't think that anymore. Cami would have told me." "Look, Freya, if you called me to talk to me about the messed up lives Klaus and Cami have…" "I called to see if there is anything I can do to help you." "You can execute your brother." Freya laughed and replied, "Anything except that." "You can try and jinx him for a change. And I want to see his face of pain when you do so." "Hayley, nothing ends well with violence and you know that better than I do. My advice is that you should try and reach out to him again." "I think that maybe you have twisted your brain cells with one of your spells, Freya. Me?! I am the one who has to reach out to him? Me? After everything that he did to me?!" Hayley was absolutely outraged and refused to hear any more of this nonsense but before she could hang up, Freya insisted, "It's for the good of your child, Hayley. I have seen visions of your future with Niklaus. I have seen plenty of things…things I am not really allowed to tell you."
"Why not?" "Because if I reveal what I saw, both you and my brother are going to try and stop the inevitable and my ancestors have always informed me that it is never good to mess with the destiny of another." "Hayley! Dinner?" Jackson called out from the living room and Hayley called back, "I will be right there! Just hold on!" She put the phone back to her ear where Freya was waiting for a response from her. "I think you know as well as I do that I am not the only person Klaus has managed to hurt through his actions." "Hayley, I am not defending him, but he was just trying to do what was right in his own way. He was…protecting you." "Killing Gia and breaking Elijah's heart was also part of the plan?" Freya remained silent for a few moments before saying, "That's not…I mean…"
"What? Is it another secret you can't tell me?" Hayley asked her. "Elijah is suffering. I have seen him suffer and I feel for him, because I see right now very clearly how much he loved Gia and would want her back into his life. She made him happy. She didn't depend on him, like all the people in his life have done before him. He was full of life, and now he is just broken." "And that is all because of Klaus. Stop trying to defend him, Freya. He may be your brother and he may have had some good intentions deep, deep, way down…but he screwed up big time. His methods are repulsive and cruel, which is why I don't want to be a part of his plans any longer. I am only here because I have to share my daughter with him. That's it!" "Okay. Whatever you say. And another thing…"
Hayley groaned when she saw that even Jackson was getting exasperated. "What? What else is there to know about Klaus?" "It's about Cami, actually." "Really? What about her?" "I think she would really like to speak to you." "Why would she want that?" "I don't know. I guess she kind of feels sorry for what has happened to you…" A laugh escaped Hayley's lips making Freya stop talking. "Really? She feels sorry? Guilty would be more like it. She stood there and watched as Klaus wrecked everything and was too pathetic to let go of her puppy crush on him to make him see reason! And while I was in wolf form, fending for myself and screaming at the top of my lungs for help, she was here…acting like Hope's mother. But if she does have anything important to say to me, she should have the nerve and come here to say it to my face. I don't go to her, okay?"
"I guess I'll just act like the mailwoman for a while now." "I'm not pissed at you, Freya. Don't get the wrong idea." "No, I know. It's just my habit of trying to get everything and everyone in this family working." "Have you talked to Rebekah?" "Not for a while. The last time we spoke, she was in Malta." "What was she doing there, of all places?" "She's just living her life and avoiding all Mikaelson problems. Surely you can understand." "Lucky her. I better go now. Jackson is getting restless." "Have a good night!" "You too, Freya."
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"What's wrong now?" Cami asked when Klaus entered their bedroom with a snarl. The blonde was sitting on the bed and reading a book. "Nothing." Klaus whispered and bent over to kiss her on the cheek gently, before turning to the balcony. He saw that the lights were on and in a matter of seconds, he could see Hayley and Jackson in their living room, smiling at each other and treating each other with take-out. Cami sighed and closed the book. "I won't be able to help you if you close up on me like that, you know?" Klaus turned to her and said, "It's Hayley. She refuses to take my calls." "And for what reason do you insist on calling her? To make amends?" Cami asked him. "To apologize first." Klaus mumbled and then drew the curtains, furiously, not bearing the image of a perfectly happy little family being observed by him from the corner of his eye any longer.
He turned all of his attention to Cami, who was now standing in front of him and saying, "You didn't do anything wrong. You saved her life. Dahlia would have killed her. She just can't understand that you meant to do good." "Not the way I have done it. I tortured her." "She would have died, Klaus. How would you have felt then? Just trust me, okay? You didn't do anything wrong." She leaned her head on his chest and embraced him gently. "I have." Klaus whispered. There was sadness in his voice but there was also complete anger. If there was one thing he couldn't stand was to have someone ignore him the way Hayley has been doing for the past three months. She could have done anything. Hit him, insult him, scream at him and he would have been more pleased than her ignorance.
"I have somewhere I need to be right now, love. I will see you later, alright?" He kissed her and Cami protested, "But it's nighttime. Where are you going? I thought we were going to do something fun. You need to relieve all of your stress somehow." "I have a meeting with a friend and I cannot cancel it. Don't wait up for me, love." Klaus told her and grabbed his jacket, heading out of the compound. Cami remained, standing in the bedroom and then turned to the windows in order to open the curtains, not understanding why Klaus drew them. Then she saw it. Hayley was holding Hope in her arms, swaying her gently and smiling like only a proud mother would.
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Klaus opened the door to Rousseau's, where the party was more alive than ever and took a seat at the bar. "What will you be having?" a girl asked him. "A shot of tequila tonight, love." "Rough day?" "You cannot possibly imagine." He drank it all up and then looked over at his phone where a message appeared, Are you sure I should be showing my face in public? Klaus smirked at this text and wrote back. I thought you said that you had nothing to be afraid of. Hardly anyone knows you here. Stop wasting my time now and get over here. You won't get a better chance as this one. He sent the text and then ordered himself a bottle of the oldest scotch. The young woman gave it to him at once and before she could turn away, a hand grabbed a hold of her arm and she yelped.
A young man, with a charming grin was standing next to Klaus, saying, "And could you add gin to the tab, please, sweetheart. Thank you!" The girl smiled and asked, "Wait. Are you Lucien Castle?" "I am most certain that you haven't made a mistake." Lucien grinned and took a seat, as the bartender walked away to get the men their order. Klaus chuckled and then turned to Lucien, who was holding out a hand for him to shake. "Long time no see, Niklaus. How's the good life?" "It cannot get any better than this." Klaus mumbled but with a bit of sarcasm in his voice. "Whoa, what's with that attitude? I thought that we agreed to come here on business matters." "That is what we have agreed upon, yes." "And yet we haven't seen each other for a long time, Nik. What's new? How are Elijah and Rebekah?" "Both of them pissed. Rebekah left the city a while back now and Elijah continues to give me death glares whenever he sees me. He doesn't want to have anything to do with me either."
"Well that's a shame! You can be a good guy, but don't try too hard. Speaking of which, I heard that you and your baby mama aren't in that good relations either." Lucien told him and smiled at the bartender when she finally offered them the drinks. "That is a subject I do not wish to include tonight. Save it for another drunken night." "Nah! You have a kid now. She is your priority, don't you think? Drinking the way you do can be one hell of a bad example. But hey what do I know? I'm not a daddy." Lucien smiled and drank up. Klaus watched him seriously and then whispered, "I suggest that you cut the theatrics now and tell me what you're doing here." "These are no theatrics, Nik. Really. I'm worried about you." "Worried about me, huh? May I ask why?"
"You've always been my mentor…from the moment you turned me into a vampire. You have taught me a great deal of things…and now I am here to warn you of people who are coming after you." Klaus chuckled and said, "I have gone through a lot of pain and agony in these past few months, dealing with the deadliest and most powerful witch this world had ever seen…and I defeated her. What makes you think that I won't be able to take on a couple of lackeys coming after me." "Because they were taught and raised by Elijah and Rebekah. They are their lackeys. The first people they turned." Lucien responded and Klaus' smile disappeared. "Oh yes. You guessed it alright. Tristan and Aurora Del Martel. You must remember them."
Klaus continued to stare at Lucien for a moment, dead in his eyes to catch him in a lie, but all he could see was truthfulness. "I know what you're doing. But I promise you that you're not going to find anything on me. I'm not lying here." "Then what exactly are your intentions now that you have arrived in this town. Why come and warn me about them?" "Because I am from your sireline. Even though I respect you as a mentor, I would be lying if I said that I didn't come here in my best interests to protect myself also." "What is it that you know about Tristan and Aurora? What are they up to?" "Well, we did have some sort of strong bond which grew fabulously among the years. We partnered up in many occasions, but then something happened and we parted ways."
"Is that so? And what would tempt Tristan so much as to align with you in any business matters? He has never respected you for eying his precious Aurora all this time." "My feelings for Aurora had passed the moment I caught you with her!" Lucien snapped and eyed his former mentor darkly. "I thought we have moved past that." "Not quite. We have a lot more to catch up on." Lucien insisted. "What Aurora and I shared was something special and I am not going to deny that for your benefit, but I need you to understand something. She doesn't represent any importance to me in the present nor in the future." "And why is that?" "Because she betrayed me the moment she tricked Rebekah into turning her into a vampire." "Shows how you never truly loved her. If you did, you would have accepted her darkness but it was only her light which draw you to her in the first place."
The Original Hybrid was not going to deny any of Lucien's words, as he knew that his former protégé was right about everything, but he wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he is right either. Klaus drank up some more of his scotch before saying, "I have moved on, Lucien. I happen to me in a relationship with a very kind and caring woman." "She wouldn't happen to be the blonde therapist of yours, right? Don't look so shocked, by the way, I did my homework before I came. I have a couple of eyes and ears who give me quite some juicy news." "My personal life is not any of your business, Lucien. You came to save your skin by warning me. As ferocious as Tristan and Aurora can be together, I can assure you that there is no way in which they could surprise me well enough to destroy me. They are very much incapable of such an occurrence."
Lucien shook his head and scooted his chair closer to him and lowered his voice. "They grew powerful, Nik." "And you have come here so that I can protect you from them?" Klaus asked with a smirk. "I came here because I thought that we could help each other." "What do they want?" "To destroy your sireline." Lucien explained to him and Klaus looked completely unaffected by this news. "Is that so? And how exactly are they planning on doing that?" "Well, if I knew, then I would have done something about it by now, don't you think? Call me selfish, but you would have done the same thing, had you been in my position." "Excellent point." Klaus responded and finished his drink. "Come with me." He then told Lucien. "What? Why?" "Because I am to assume that the great Lucien Castle doesn't have a place to stay."
"As a matter of fact, I do have a cozy presidential suite reserved for me at the Palace Royale." He commented and Klaus rolled his eyes. "Lucien, I am not playing games. I have just managed to get this town back in order and I intend to keep it that way. If Tristan and Aurora are coming after me, like you suspect they are, then we need to be ready and I could use your help, provided you can prove to me that you are telling the truth." Lucien immediately crossed his fingers over his chest. "Scout's honor, Nik." "Your simple words mean nothing to me for the moment. I do not trust anyone. I need proof." Lucien scoffed. "And what the hell do you want me to do to prove that I am not playing around?"
"I am certain that I myself will find something useful for you to accomplish. Now, as long as you are in my city, you shall be staying at the compound. I can imagine that Elijah will be very pleased to see you." Klaus responded with a smirk. "This is a perfect example of a situation where your sarcasm is not needed, Nik. Have you forgotten the nasty way Elijah and I parted ways? He never liked me. He always held a grudge on you for turning me into a vampire. I have no reason to stay in that compound." "Do not worry. I am certain that there will be at least one person to take a liking to you there."
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They had buried her body but that still didn't seem enough for Elijah. Without telling Marcel or anyone else, he had regularly visited her grave and had surrounded it with flowers, the ones she always adored to have in a room. He made sure to change those flowers regularly. He would put fresh new ones and whisper to her. He would whisper anything, in hopes that wherever she was…she could hear him calling out for her. He was hoping she would hear him, from wherever she was. Her violin was the one thing that kept him going from the moment he lost her. And Marcel was the only one who truly understood his pain. His next stop after the graveyard, where his darling Gia was buried, was at Marcel's place.
The former King of the city had not accepted Klaus' proposal to move back to the compound and preferred to spend some quiet time alone, until Rebekah would return to him and they could start a new life together. Elijah rubbed his temple with his fingers for a moment before he entered the abandoned warehouse, where Marcel and some of his most trusted and loyal vampires, including young Joshua, were staying. "Elijah!" Marcel called out in surprise and stopped the jazz that was coming from the radio. He could sense him already. "You went there again, didn't you?" Elijah smiled sadly and asked, "How could you have possibly known that? I would have thought that I covered up my tracks."
"Well, not well enough. Klaus may have taught me a lot of things about survival when I was a newbie vampire but you forget that you were the one who taught me all about speculation." "Still, I find it hard to believe that the apprentice can outshine the master." "We will never really know now, will we? Come on! Have a seat and have a drink! I really could use some company today!" Elijah agreed to it, since Marcel ended up being the only person he could really drink with these days. He didn't want to hear a word about his brother, but Marcel always had a way of mentioning him. "Klaus texted me and said he was meeting with someone named Lucien Castle. Do you know him?" Elijah looked up from his drink. For the first time, what Marcel was saying about Klaus actually interested him.
"I happen to know him. Lucien was the first vampire Niklaus ever turned. I couldn't imagine what he could be doing here." "Why? Is he trouble?" "We can never be certain of Lucien's intentions. He can be a backstabber but he can also be of great assistance. You can never know on which side he is, unless you are an expert in deduction." "Like you, right?" "I suppose so. If he truly has decided to show his face around here, I must find out why and when will he leave." He and Marcel stood in more silence. Elijah played with the glass in his hands. Marcel wouldn't even dare to ask him how badly he missed Gia and instead, he stood up and went to the corner where her violin was resting safely. Bringing it over to him, Marcel whispered, "I think that maybe you should have this with you."
Elijah looked at Marcel surprised. "Marcellus, I have already explained to you the reason I brought the violin here in the first place. I don't want it to be associated with the place where I watched her…burn in flames." Elijah could barely speak, thinking of this memory. "Take it. Trust me." Marcel told him and put the violin in his hands. Elijah looked down at it, trying to think of the time when Gia was playing this for him, but then his thoughts were interrupted by a light which shone from the inside of that violin. "What is this?" Elijah asked Marcel. "What is what?" "The light coming from the inside! Can't you see it?" Marcel frowned. "What light?"
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"Not too shabby!" Lucien whistled as he looked around the compound once he and Klaus entered. Klaus chuckled and said, "It's not much, but it is home. I couldn't imagine a better place where I would live. New Orleans has always been the city of my heart and this is where I plan on raising my daughter." "When do I get to meet your precious girl?" Lucien asked him. "All in due time, Lucien. For now, we have a mater to take care of and Hope happens to be staying with Hayley in the apartment building next door. She doesn't allow any vampires to enter." "Not even you?" "As I said, and as you very well know, Hayley and I are not the best of friends at the moment."
"Nor have you ever been, as I heard. What exactly did you do to her?" Lucien asked him, mischievously. "I saved her life, but in cruelest way you can imagine. That is the matter I do not wish to discuss." Klaus looked away, exhausted and angry as he thought of the little wolf, nuzzled up safe in her new home, with her husband and the daughter she shared with the most notorious being on Earth. He wanted her to have peace. He wanted her to be happy after all he has put her through, but Klaus had always been the selfish man. He wouldn't want her to share her happiness of Hope with anyone other than him. No one! Not even her husband! "Klaus! What's going on?" A blonde stepped downstairs and Lucien grinned. "You must be the fair Camille. How do you do? My name is Lucien Castle. At your service."
Lucien smirked and kissed Cami's hand. "Cold as stone. Vampirism must not suit you very well, Miss. O'Connell." He said to her. Cami frowned but ignored him and turned to Klaus asking him again, "Who is he and what is he doing here?" "That's exactly what I would like to know!" Freya called out from the stairs and stepped down, approaching them. "Ah, dear sister! Come meet Lucien!" Klaus called out. "And who is he?" Freya asked, crossing her hands over her chest. "I could be considered your savior, darling." Lucien responded with a smirk. Klaus ignored his comment and replied, "Lucien is the first vampire I sired. Make him feel welcomed, Freya and I shall inform you of our troubles in the morning! Now, all of you, off to bed! Chop chop!" Klaus clapped his hands together.
A/N: What do you think of a first chapter? Tristan and Aurora will be appearing in New Orleans soon. There will be Klayley interactions in the next chapter, I promise you and lots of investigations from Elijah's part to discover what the violin holds.
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