Hey everyone!

This is my first attempt at Hayley/Elijah. I ship them to the point that I can't even explain how much I ship them...there are no words. This idea has been in my mind for a little while now and I finally got around to writing it. So far, I'm thinking this will only be a three parter...but that's so far. I may change my mind later on, you never know. Alright well, that being said...I hope you all enjoy this!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with The Originals...I just like to play around with the characters. I only own the plot.


Here's part of the song that somewhat inspired this...

"Driving all alone on a one-way street, passing all the things we could be.
And I'm wondering when I'm gonna see you again.
And I'm wondering why we're always saying goodbye.

I've been waiting all this time for you to come, but you never do.
And just another call telling me that you wanted to.
I'm trying hard to make it work, I know what I deserve
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give, something's gotta give...
Before I give myself to you,"

- Jordan Pruitt


Chapter 1 - Lost

Hayley stood up straight with her hands set overlapped on the banister overlooking the crowd of people below her. They all ate and chatted among themselves, all oblivious to the dangers that had and were still surrounding them on a daily basis. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't jealous of all of them. If she could forget everything that had happened since she'd arrived in New Orléans and join them in their oblivious states, she would. It would be better to just forget everything that happened, to not have to go through what she was going through now.

It had been a little over a week since Celeste and the other witches had succeeded in their plan to get rid of the baby. They didn't want a hybrid baby around and they did everything in their power to make it happen...and happen it did. There was nothing anyone could have done to stop it. Celeste had managed to get her way by insisting that she was the only one who could break the curse on Hayley's family therefore making sure that no one would try to kill her. Not once had anyone thought that Celeste was using that as a way to stick around long enough to make sure the baby wouldn't make it. They should have all known better, but unfortunately they didn't.

Hayley felt like she was about to cry as the memory replayed like a nightmare in her mind. She had been so nervous and yet excited when she'd went into labor, she was finally going to be a mom. Being a mom wasn't something she had really dreamed about or planned but she had come around to wanting it more than anything else. It had grown on her, slowly but surely. She had been looking forward to the perks of motherhood.

However, her nervousness and excitement hadn't lasted long, they were quickly overtaken by despair and pain. Hayley hadn't been expecting to give birth to a still-born, but there she was and there wasn't anything she could do about it but cry like she'd never cried before. It hadn't taken a genius to realize that it was all because of the witches, they were the only ones who had the power...especially seeing as if on her last checkup, which had been the day before, her daughter was perfectly healthy and she could hear a heartbeat.

Hayley quickly shook her head, escaping from the memory. She still felt like she was going to cry but no tears came out, it seemed that her tear ducts were dry as a bone now. She wasn't surprised by it, all the tears she had in her had all been shed for days after the unfortunate loss.

What no one would ever expect was that the tears she shed hadn't all been for the loss of the baby. Some of the tears were for something...or better yet, someone else. Ever since that night, she had felt lost and empty. But the feelings she was feeling weren't just because she didn't have her daughter with her, they were also because she didn't have Elijah with her.

Throughout her pregnancy they had formed a bond like no other. She wasn't going to lie to herself or anyone for that matter about the facts...she'd fallen for him, she'd fallen hard. Deep down she knew he'd fallen for her, too. He never said anything about it to her, he didn't have to. She could tell he had by the way he looked at her and by how he'd touch her, he'd touch her lightly...whether on purpose or accident she wasn't sure but sometimes she thought it could be both...and quickly pull away as if by touching her he was getting too close. Hayley had come to the realization over time that when Elijah fell in love, he loved deeply and if that meant pretending he hadn't fallen to keep her safe then that's what he'd do...and was doing very well.

The night she gave birth, Elijah had been there with her...she'd gone into labor a few weeks early. After learning about the fate of the baby, he had held her the rest of the night as she cried herself to sleep. She hadn't told anyone that Elijah had been the only thing keeping her from losing it completely.

If he hadn't been there she was absolutely sure that she would've lost it and killed herself...it sounded drastic now that she was thinking straight but at the time it seemed like a good idea, the only idea. It had crossed her mind just briefly before Elijah had wrapped his arms around her. He didn't know it but he had saved her that night. A part of her wanted to tell him that but another part was afraid of how he'd react, of what he'd think...would he think she was weak? She couldn't bear the thought of him thinking that of her.

Not that it mattered now, she hadn't seen or heard from him since that night. She'd fallen asleep in his arms and woken up by herself...well not by herself, Rebekah was there but it wasn't the same. Hayley felt alone and lost from that moment on even when she wasn't alone. No one could fill the void inside Hayley that Elijah's absence from her life had caused.

There was something about Elijah not being around that made her feel empty, especially when an entire day passed with no word or visit from him. For that first day, after Rebekah had told her that Elijah and Klaus had went on a witch hunt which lead to the demise of all involved, she just figured that he had his own way of coping with what had happened.

She soon and quickly realized that wasn't the case. One day turned into two which turned to three and so on until it was now a week and a few days since she'd last had any type of contact with him. Her tears for that whole week had been a mixture of coping with the loss of the baby and coping with Elijah avoiding her, she knew he was and no one could tell her differently. Without him she felt lost, empty, angry...she felt a lot of things. How could he do this to her? She needed him and he wasn't there. She needed him damn it and he was avoiding her.

She wanted so badly to confront him but it was really hard to do when no one would tell her where he was or what he was doing. The worst part of it all, they all knew damn well where he was and they wouldn't tell her. Instead they'd just lie straight to her face and expect her to believe them. Did they think she was that stupid? They had to know her better than that, or maybe they didn't. After all, they didn't stop the lies. She felt even angrier after that. Did they think that because she was a lot younger than them that she wasn't smart enough to see past their lies?

Hayley expected the lies from Klaus, despite the fact that he was being strangely sympathetic towards her...she had a feeling that it was because he could relate to how she was feeling since the baby was also his baby and he had lost just as much as she had...but other than that he was still being his usual manipulative and asshole self. But Hayley expected more and better from Rebekah. They had formed a close friendship over the months so being lied to by her about Elijah's whereabouts...that just hurt and angered her in an entirely different way.

Just to think that she thought things were different now that she was in a weird way somewhat a part of the family...or at least she thought she was. Although when she thought about how the Mikaelson siblings acted towards each other...she could kind of see it, not that it made her feel any better.

Once again, Hayley shook herself out of her memories and thoughts and focused her attention back to the crowd of oblivious people below her. She scanned the crowd slowly until she suddenly felt the urge to look towards the entrance and didn't think anything of it as she did. She froze immediately as she spotted what or who she had unconsciously been looking for every night that she'd stood overlooking the crowd. So many emotions...hurt, anger, betrayal, relief, and many others...washed over her at the speed of a tornado as she finally saw him for the first time in over a week.

Apparently sensing that she was staring at him, Elijah looked up and their eyes made contact. They both stood completely still just staring at each other for what felt like an eternity. Hayley suddenly didn't feel so lost and empty anymore, she felt relieved and almost...whole again.

All it took was the simple fact that he was there for some of the weight on her shoulders to be lifted off, not all of it but some...enough for now. But just as quickly as the feeling of relief had washed over her it was gone and replaced by anger. She could tell simply by the look in his eyes that he immediately knew of her sudden mood change.

Hayley was more than ready to confront him about his absence from her life as of late. She also knew he wasn't going to come to her, so she was going to have to go to him instead. But she couldn't let him know that, if she did then he'd be gone before she could even blink and that's the last thing she wanted because who knew how long it'd be until she saw him again if that happened.

With one last look, Hayley turned and slowly retreated into her room. She didn't want to give him any indication that she was planning on going down to confront him. When she was out of his sight she broke out into a run, she threw her bedroom door open and ran as fast as she could to get to him before he was smart enough to realize what she was doing.

He realized what she was doing just as she made it to the top of the stairs. They locked eyes for another brief moment before he quickly turned to go back out the door.

"Elijah!" Hayley yelled after him as she ran down the stairs, jumping down the last two steps.

She proceeded to push her way quickly through the crowd of people, she couldn't care less about the looks people were giving her.

"He's not getting away from me," Hayley assured herself as she ran outside.

She stopped and looked to the left but couldn't see him. Then she looked to the right and after momentarily scanning the semi crowded streets she saw his retreating figure.

"Elijah!" she called out as loud as she could.

There was no way that he hadn't heard her.

He froze at the sound of his name but didn't turn around.

"It's time for some answers," Hayley thought to herself as she took a deep breath, turning and making her way over to where he had stopped abruptly when she'd called out for him.

Hayley promised herself that she wouldn't let him get away from her again...not this time.


Alright, so there it is. Thoughts? Review, please?!

Next chapter; Confrontation time.