Ok so this is potentially my first actual fanfic, I've normally only written drabbles. I will probably continue this, but it really depends on reader interest as well as my own. Anyways, this first chapter is pretty boring being I'm just setting things up and I'm still not entirely sure where I want to take, but I hope you enjoy anyways!

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Not in the study. Not in his room.

Hayley starts toward the kitchen, "Elijah?" she called out, peering around the doorframe, but does not get a response.

She begins to move on to the next room when she hears Klaus behind her, from out of nowhere, leaning on the doorframe. "Sorry love, I'm afraid Elijah decided that New Orleans isn't worth his time anymore. He left this morning." He stated smugly, watching Hayley's jaw drop.

"What?!" He couldn't have just left. He was all about protecting her and the baby, and now he's just left, left her here with his psychotic, unpredictable, and seemingly uninterested younger brother, who wanted her dead. But why is she surprised, she thought. No one's ever been there for her, she's always had to hold her own hand, why did she think this time would be any different? He just seemed so… trustworthy. He was supposed to be a man of honor, but she should have know that he would leave her out to dry as soon as the first chance presented itself. Not really expecting an answer she continued, "Did he say where was going? When he's coming back?"

"Left without a word… I don't think he'll be back anytime soon." He observed Hayley for a moment while she mulled over this new bit of information. "Not the knight in shining armor you were hoping for I suppose."

She rolled her eyes as a response and started to leave the room when Klaus grabbed her arm as she brushed past him.

"Listen, Hayley, you are not to leave this house, do you understand? You can go about the plantation as you please, but you do not leave the property. Wolves aren't welcome in the quarter and Marcel has informants out everywhere. I'll make sure all your needs will be met here."

Actually following his rules was very unlikely but she didn't want to start a fight so she instead nodded her head. She would go to the quarter if she damn well pleased. Klaus was never at home anyways so he would never notice if she snuck off for a few hours. Better to let him think that he is in control of her than actually allow him that control. She wasn't afraid of vampires, or Marcel, or his rules about wolves. She was going to find out about her family, that is what she came to New Orleans for after all, and staying in the house was no way to make any sort of progress.

"I mean it, Hayley, I can't risk having you put my plan in jeopardy."

"Right. Got it." She then pulled her arm free from his grasp and began moving to the staircase, on her way back to her room.

Hayley's room was the only place in the house Hayley felt any sort of comfortability. Klaus never went there and its where she always went to avoid him. So to say she spent a lot of her time there was a bit of an understatement.

She sat on her bed in thought about why Elijah would leave her. She had no desire at all stay with Klaus. She knew she was playing a waiting game with him, now that Elijah was out of the picture she felt it was just a matter of time before she ended up dead at the hands of Klaus. However she had nowhere else to go, she didn't know her family, and had absolutely no one else to stay with. She knew she would have to live Klaus despite the nagging feeling of doom she felt, and she knew it would be best to stay on his good side. She reconsidered what he said to her earlier and decided it would be best to follow his rules and stay out trouble. Lay low and figure out her next plan.