The continuation of the story Blissful Desires, called What's A King Without His Queen? as promised. As you guys remember, in the previous story, one of the greatest revelations that came out was the fact that Hayley was not just Hayley, but Andrea Labonair, the lost werewolf princess of the Crescents and the love of Klaus Mikaelson's life. For the sake of the child she carries and to avoid complications because she, along with Klaus, is confused about her feelings, Hayley decided to break off any romantic ties she may have had with Klaus in the past but also in the present. With the crazy aunt Dahlia on the loose out to get the baby Hayley carries, Klaus and the mother of his child need to make sacrifices in the name of love and family!
PLOT: The Witch Coven is determined to retrieve the ancient grimoir, Historia Autem Invicta, after it had been used on destroying the evil witch, Emily. Klaus and Hayley try to avoid one another at all cost, in order to keep any romantic feelings from overwhelming them, as Hayley spends more time in the bayou. The history of Andrea Labonair is explored by Hayley, using Eve's help. Memories come and fade for Elijah, who finds himself selfish enough to disobey Father Kieran's wishes and bring Camille back. Finally, an unknown presence makes its way into the city from the other side.
Hayley was walking slowly through the bayou, keeping her hand pressed tightly over her swollen belly, clearly visible with carrying a precious child inside. It had been another month since her final kiss. She would caress her lips at night and remember the softness with which he decided to make her his. But she could not be certain. He had not made any move to reach out to her, tell her how he feels for her, before discovering that she is the one and only Andrea Labonair, rightful heiress to the Crescent pack, and of course, his former best friend and possibly, the first girl he loved. Hayley stopped in her tracks and smelled everywhere. It was possible that they would not be expecting her. After all, why should they? She had failed them as a Queen. She had promised them freedom of the curse set upon them. She had the Historia Autem Invicta in her hands but for the sake of her child, she had to use it on the enemy, therefore putting the pack in second place. Would they ever forgive her? The full moon shined above her as she heard slithers through the grass. At last, she saw Eve, coming out of the darkness and smiling at her. "Come here, child. Come here." She was not dressed and Hayley happily searched through the bag she brought in order to offer her some maiden clothes to wear. "Thank you, my dear." She whispered her voice hoarse. Hayley couldn't have felt guiltier. Here she was…all well and pregnant in human form and the rest of her family had to suffer because of the curse.
"Are you alright?" Hayley asked and after that, she felt like slapping herself for asking such a pointless and idiotic question. Of course she was not. "How is the child? How far along are you?" Eve asked her, ignoring the previous question. Hayley touched her stomach and whispered, "In a little while, I am soon expected to have my child. I don't have to wait for long…but my baby is in danger and she has not even been born yet." Eve nodded and asked, "What happened?" Hayley chose to cover her even more and replied, "Maybe we should go further and sit down at the hut. You must be tired. I can make you something." Slowly and carefully, Hayley led the woman back where she came from. The wolf eyes were gone from her face at last, revealing her sharp and icy blue eyes, which Hayley recognized well enough, for a reason. "Rebekah." Hayley whispered and Eve looked at her, confused. "Did you say something, dear?" "No, not at all." Hayley replied, and they continued until they found a place to sit. Acting responsible, she gave the rest of the members of the pack clothes to cover themselves for this night. Her eyes wandered over Jackson, who was smiling at her. Hayley couldn't help but blush a little at the contact.
"Andrea Labonair." He whispered, proud to call her that. Hayley winked at him with a smile before settling herself alongside Eve and saying, "I know that it has been a long while but I am doing my best to find that book and break the curse. I can understand if after all that has happened, you have no reason to trust me but I…I want you to know that I mean well and I won't stop until I cure you…all of you." Eve smiled and shook her head. "You shouldn't be too concerned for us, dear. These things do happen. We are used to this curse. We are survivors. If there is any hope, any chance at changing anything, we will gladly accept it...but we shall not submit ourselves to be anyone's slave in thanks…and especially not to Klaus Mikaelson!" Hearing Klaus' name tumble from her lips in such a harsh tone, made the skin on Hayley's back prickle. "Klaus will not do anything to harm you, Eve." "How do you know that? Hasn't he done enough? He even had the audacity to ask us to turn into hybrids. I can understand that it was for the protection of your daughter, of the heiress of the Crescent bloodline, but…we cannot submit ourselves to that." "And he won't ask of you something like this again. I promise." Hayley replied, sincerely. Eve continued to look at her for a moment before she said, "Things would have been a whole lot different…had you not gotten pregnant with the child of that monster."
"Eve, there is no need to talk like this about him. I know that to the world he may seem cruel and vindictive, but he has this child's best interests at heart." "And yours?" Hayley hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Yes, and mine." "He must really care for you, then." Hayley smiled and shook her head. "It's not what you think. I am carrying his child, a child which normally could not have been able to be produced by an immortal like him. This is a miracle child, and through her, we are bonded as her parents. There is nothing more to add to that." "I still cannot believe that you are the Andrea this pack has lost. The monster who kept you from fulfilling your destiny should be punished!" "He has been. He is, more like was, the father of Klaus, the one who raised him, not his biological one, Mikael." "He has raised him terribly." Hayley bit her lip and her eyes wandered over to the others who had put on the clothes she had brought, and were now drinking water. "Tell me something, Hayley…why do you stand by him?" "What do you mean?" "Klaus. He is the reason your baby is in danger, is he not?" "Eve…" "No, please, I want you to be honest with me. Here you are, the Andrea Labonair we have always known…the fearless leader…the precious princess who lived 1000 years ago, and then was reborn from the ashes in this period of time. What is the trouble ahead for your daughter?"
"According to Klaus' mother, the ancient witch Esther who has come to us…she said that her sister, Dahlia, wants the witch powers that my daughter has inherited from her father's side of the family. She is very powerful and I don't think even Esther can be a match for her. She is coming and my baby will be taken away from me even before I have a chance at being a true mother." There were tears brimming in her eyes. "The family of Klaus Mikaelson has brought you torment from the moment your life as Andrea Labonair ended, Hayley. Now, Klaus' side of the family is bringing more pain in your life because of the strong pull they have on the baby that you carry." "But that is not Klaus' fault!" Hayley nearly yelled out and Eve looked at her closely. "I am simply trying to help you, dear." "Yes, I know. I am sorry I overreacted." "We will do whatever we can to help you, but turning into hybrids is out of the question." Eve made the point clear and Hayley nodded. "I understand and I would never ask something like that of you or the others. Klaus will find a way to move past this. I trust him." "And does he trust you?" Eve asked. "Yes, he does." "I surely hope so, my dear. I surely hope so." Eve took her hand in hers and said, "You have great potential as a leader…I do not wish for you to be infiltrated into the dark world of Klaus Mikaelson anymore than necessary, now that you have a baby with him. He is going to try to control you. You must not let him." Hayley rolled her eyes, aware of Eve's worry, but also well knowing what Klaus was capable of. "We have gone past that. He respects me and I respect him. I told you, Eve. You have nothing to worry about."
"Just like your mother, you are. You have her spirit. And your father too. You have his courage." Hayley's eyes widened as she asked, "You know about my parents?" "Your biological parents, yes. From what I have read in the history of our pack, they were the greatest alpha team which ever existed. Your mother, Ayleth, was caring, passionate, warm but also high spirited. Your father, Rowan, was impulsive, stubborn, brave and yet loving. They say they loved their little princess…Andrea, very much. Ayleth died in the village…by some Viking's hands, a year after you disappeared. That is what I know." Hayley's heart hardened as she thought about the only Viking she knew…Mikael. He had taken her away from her parents and from Klaus. Who was to stop him from killing her mother? The one he hated, for living in his village, under the pretense of not being a werewolf when she actually was? "I think I need a moment." Hayley whispered and left Eve's side, wrapping herself up in her cloak and walking to the riverside. Was this her destiny? Was she meant to be Klaus' lover in one world and then his baby mama in another? She closed her eyes and thought about another memory she had received. They were walking on the same field, Klaus and her…and it appeared to be a memory, earlier than all the others, before her and Klaus' first kiss as children.
"I know you fancy my brother." Niklaus whispered with his hands behind his back and there was a small grin plastered on his face. Hayley gave him the same sweet smile and shook her head. "You have no way of proving that to anyone, Nik." "Rebekah might, Andrea. She notices with how much admiration you watch Elijah swordfight with Father." "I think you fail to understand that admiration does not equal fancying someone." Niklaus chuckled and put himself in front of her, stopping her from going any further. "What's wrong? I thought we were friends. You can tell me if you like Elijah." "It is ridiculous what you are suggesting. He is far older than I am." "Does that seem to be a problem?" "Is it just me or are you encouraging whatever might happen in the future between me and your brother?" Andrea asked him. Niklaus took her hand in his and their eyes met. "I know that he happens to fancy the tough, spirited brunettes and you are into the valiant white knights, who are to come to your rescue."
"You need to know that I cannot understand where you receive your wild imagination. Elijah would never be interested in someone like me. I am too young for him." "We both know that is not true. If he were to ask for your hand in marriage, you would accept right away." Andrea rolled her eyes and nodded, "Yes, that is true. I would accept. But what if I am also interested in someone else?" "Really? Might I know who that is?" Andrea smirked at him and licked her lips, knowing full well that the man she desired was standing right in front of her, but because of their friendship, she could never admit something like that. But Elijah was just as handsome and caring, and if his father would accept, she could be his bride, if he asked. She would offer her husband love, but never the love she knew she held for Niklaus.
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Sophie groaned, waking up first thing in the morning with a phone call from Davina. "Have you found it yet?" she asked the moment she answered the call. No good morning was necessary at this point. The stakes were high and they needed the witchcraft of the most powerful witch in history in order to take down the threat that was soon to come upon the baby. "No. I tried to do another location spell but failed. The book is well protected and in a city this big, how are we ever going to find it? I say we go to Klaus and tell him to get those vampires moving around." Sophie sighed and replied, "The vampires are not going to do anything. Klaus has a hard time controlling them already. What do you think we are going to achieve? Nothing. The vampires have not come to terms with Klaus leading the city now that Marcel is gone. We need to think of something else…and it would help if you would get rid of the Mikaelson brother who won't stop gawking over at you." "There is nothing I can do. Kol is supervising, as per Klaus' orders. I need to be able to concentrate with or without him." "Okay, fine. I will be there soon." She got off the phone and went into the shower, ready for another day of terror, thinking of when Dahlia would make her first appearance.
Meanwhile, Davina was conjuring up spells, when the door opened and closed. She turned around, thinking it would be Sophie but groaned when she saw Kol standing there, with a smirk on his face. "You know, darling, you need to learn to relax a little bit, and not stay cooped up in this joint. Go outside, have some fresh air and let the sun melt your pretty little heart." He leaned over the cauldron to look at her with a flirty smile on his face. Davina rolled her eyes. "I am working, Kol. You know your brother is going to kill me if I don't find that book soon, and you are not making it any easier for me." "Oh, I am sure that my brother can be a tad bit understanding at times, especially since he has his own pretty face to worry about." Davina slammed down her spoon and pointed a finger at him. "I am not your pretty face, if that is what you are trying to say here. I am cursed to be the one to please your brothers and protect the miracle baby Hayley is carrying! And…" Before Davina could continue, she was touching his chest and a powerful force ran through her, bringing her to a halt. Kol noticed her hand on his chest and smirked. "I believe we can take this to the bedroom, if you're interested in…" "Shut up!" Davina snapped and continued feeling his chest. After five minutes of silence, she sighed and pulled back, crossing her hands over her chest. "You are that clueless, aren't you? You have no idea what is going to happen to you in a month's time, do you?"
Kol frowned and looked over his chest. "What are you talking about?" "You have been cursed. Your mother made a little spell mistake when she brought you back to help us. A curse was placed on you as punishment for your return. In a month, you will change bodies." "What the bloody hell are you talking about? I am not switching bodies with anyone! This is my body and I will not go through that idiocy again as I have when my mother…!" He was yelling in her face and when he realized that, Kol decided to take a step back, taking in a deep breath. "But you're a witch. You can fix me, right?" "I am not sure I can. The spell required is beyond my powers. Only someone like your mother can reverse it. I don't know what I can do for you." Kol smirked and whispered, "I knew that this would happen…that dearest Mother would never allow me to return without punishment for turning my back to her plans and beliefs." "You think she was the one to curse you?" "Who else? She must have done this on purpose to ruin me! She knows how much I value my body! This one! I want no other!" Davina sighed again and whispered, "I told you that I don't know what I can do for you. I can't take time off from searching for the Historia Autem Invicta. Your unborn niece needs all the help in the world now and I will offer it to her."
"And what about me?" Kol placed his hands on hers, which were on the table. Davina's eyes met his and for the first time, she stopped seeing the mischievousness in them and seriousness washed all over his face. "Tell me. What about me? What is going to happen to me in a month's time if I don't get the cure for this curse?" "My guess is that your soul will leave this body and take refuge in another, whoever that may be, and it will continue to do that once a month." "NO!" Kol roared and fisted the curls of his hair, turning around and pressing his forehead against the wall. Davina bit her lip and was waiting to comfort him, but he turned around and clasped his hand around her throat, making it impossible for her to breathe. "You are going to fix this! YOU ARE!" he exclaimed in her face as Davina tried to set herself loose. "Reolase diaboliet tuti ab angelo ulla noxa educitur." A voice called out from the distance and Kol's head started burning as Sophie and Sabine entered together the cave. "What is going on here? Are you alright?" Sophie asked, taking Davina in her hands. The little witch massaged her neck and nodded, looking at Kol, who exclaimed, "I AM NOT DOING THIS! I WON'T ACCEPT THIS!" "Kol, calm down! I will help you!" Davina angrily spat at him. At hearing these words coming out of her mouth, Kol could feel himself getting calmer by the minute. He held out his hands and whispered, "Forgive me, I…" "Just save it! Go!" Davina said and turned back to her potion.
Sabine tilted her head to one side and said, "Someone should really get rid of that weasel." "There is nothing we can do. Klaus orders him to stick around here so he could look over our business." Sophie responded and Sabine groaned. "What is it going to take for that hybrid to start trusting us a little?" "Trust is not something in his book right now. His crazy aunt wants to take his daughter for her powers. I can understand that he does everything he can to protect her." "I almost wish Marcel was still the one running this city." "Hey!" Sophie warned her to never say such things again. "Whether you like it or not, Klaus leads the city now and to be honest, he hasn't done anything wrong as of this moment. He is just a father trying to protect his daughter. The least we can do is try to help him." "Fine, if you say so." Sabine muttered as Davina clapped her hands together. "I personally have had enough hearing about the Mikaelsons. Let's just do the damn location spell and hope it works this time. If Dahlia gets her hands on that book…we are doomed."
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His Art Room once soothed his pain. That was not the case any longer. Klaus' eyes darted over to the picture of the little girl in his dreams, the girl whose name was Andrea Labonair, the girl who was now reborn as Hayley Marshall. He knew deep in his heart that he was unsure of his feelings for her. He couldn't hurt her, by denying what he felt, nor could he make her promises of a future together. She was right. For the sake of the child she was bearing...they could not let any romance complicate their lives. Spreading the paint over the new canvas, Klaus tried to clear his mind and focus only on the memories he was given by his mother of her. She was beautiful when she was younger, as she was even more beautiful now. They were kindred spirits that he knew. His mother had reassured him of that.
"Why are you telling me all of this? It still doesn't seem to make any sense to me. I believe you are trying to trick all of us. You are showing me lies…" Esther sighed and whispered, "They are not lies, Niklaus. You and Hayley have met before, just in another life. And you have somehow found your way back to each other. When I saw her, I knew she could be the one with whom I can offer you a child, a miracle baby to heal yourself. Dahlia is my sister, or she was, until she had decided to go against my family. She has been asleep for the past ten centuries and she will not rest now that she is hungry for power. The child growing inside of Hayley is a child which has been marked, and Dahlia will go to the ends of the Earth to get her hands on her power, and heal herself." His mouth was dry and his sudden thirst for blood grew. He had not been able to leave the compound for weeks, due to the promise he had made to the vampire community as the new King of the French Quarter. He was to use his brother's help with a new treaty to preserve the peace needed. He was not bothering to concentrate on the exact image of what he was painting. Whatever his heart told him…a masterpiece was what he wanted. Klaus gasped for breath as he opened his eyes. Another memory had suddenly hit him and he was taken aback completely.
"Andrea, where have you been? I've been looking for you!" The young Niklaus called out, when he saw her standing on their field, speaking to his brother, Elijah. Niklaus' eyes darkened as he cleared his throat and said, "Am I interrupting?" Andrea blushed and shook her head as Elijah offered her a small smile before leaving. Klaus couldn't help but darkly eye his brother. He couldn't understand the jealousy spiking through him. This wasn't a girl he fancied. This was Andrea, his best friend. Why would he care if Elijah had suddenly taken interest in her? "What happened? What were the two of you talking about?" he asked her and her hazel eyes flashed towards him, making his stomach flutter. "Why, we were talking about you. Elijah told me that your father has rewarded you for your bravery, fighting off those animals in order to protect Rebekah. That was very gallant of you."
Niklaus grinned and asked, "What? Not fully expecting me to the knight in shining armor? I believe you and the rest of the world agree upon Elijah taking that role." Andrea could see that he was no longer smiling or saying anything in the joking sense, which was why she started worrying. "I'm sorry if I offended you, Niklaus, but that is not what I think of you at all." Niklaus smiled and held out his hand for her to stop talking, whispering, "There are no explanations necessary in this matter, love. After all…standing beside the noble Elijah, how can I be anything but the lesser brother?" Andrea's face fell as she came forth to him and touched his cheek, "No, you are not." He immediately pushed her hand away and said, "I must leave. Father is expecting me." As he walked away from her, he kept the tears from falling. It was true that he was sentimental, but he refused to show such a thing in front of her, or even in front of his father. He was a man. Not gallant and not noble like his elder brother, but a man, nonetheless.
"Brother." A whisper from the door snapped him out of his thoughts. Setting down the paintbrush, Klaus turned around with a passive look on his face to see Elijah standing there, in his regular tux and with his hands in his pockets. "I am afraid that I have been calling out to you for a few minutes now. Where is Hayley?" The moment his brother spoke her name, Klaus couldn't help but feel emotions like anger and betrayal whenever he remembered Elijah and Andrea laughing and talking together. "Out in the bayou, I suppose. The full moon was last night. I can imagine she wanted to spend some time with her family." Elijah nodded. "Yes, I can understand that. But the baby?" Klaus chose not to answer as he picked up his paintbrush and decided to finish what he had started. Elijah sighed and whispered, "I still find it hard to believe that she is the Andrea Labonair we once adored." "The one you once adored. It was your desire to marry her, remember?" "Niklaus…" "You were selfish and she was my best friend…" He could not continue as he saw the look of sorrow on his brother's face. "Andrea was in my past. I have let her go. Do not think that I haven't." "Oh and I suppose you have now found solace in Cami, have you not?" Mentioning her, sent his brother back into a series of painful memories he dared not to remember. He had pushed that woman away from his life for the greater good…and now, he found his desire to bring her back to him, only so he can have her, laugh with her, comfort her…
A knock on the door snapped them both out of their trances. Sophie was standing there with a disappointed look on her face. "Before you ask, you should just know that I found nothing. Davina and Sabine also did their best…but we couldn't do anything about the Historia Autem Invicta. It's going to take longer than we expected." "And how much longer? Until I find my child into the hands of the woman who calls herself my aunt?" Elijah raised his hand. "Niklaus, please, do not start." "I have every right to. My child is in danger and no one is capable of bringing me solutions to the problem. A little while longer and I shall take matters into my own hands." The Original Hybrid stormed out of the room, as Elijah looked over at Sophie in an apologetic way. "You will have to forgive my brother's rudeness. He has not been himself today and with Hayley…" "Yes, I know. What about you? How are you holding up? Suffering out of love just like your brother does?" Sophie gave him a hopeful smile.
Elijah hesitated before saying, "I wish I can bring her back, but I know that the moment I do that, I will inflict harm upon her. She is human and she is fragile. She has a clear conscience and I do not wish for her to start feeling guilt and heartbreak because of me." "Elijah, you love Cami. I can understand you feeling this way." "Camille has brought the light and the support in my life I needed. She has taught me to smile and to laugh again. I have put her in danger once because of the deal I made with Emily…she was wounded, badly and that is never going to happen to her again. Not on my watch." Sophie gave him a comforting smile as he continued. "I have been haunted by the Red Door for long." Sophie blinked and frowned. "The what?" "The Red Door in my dream. That is what I like to call it. I have dreams of the first woman I fell deeply in love with, Tatia Petrova. She was my one and only until the point I let my hunger as a vampire overwhelm me. I killed her, sucked all her blood dry. She was human…and I loved her. Now, I am afraid that I am forced to repeat the story, with a different human girl. I refuse to let Camille be trapped by the Red Door, and for me to suck her dry. My thirst for blood…is not at all under control."
Sophie rubbed her neck and replied, "I don't think that. I think it's just a bad memory taking over your common sense. Tatia died by your hands…and you still feel guilty for that. You have to let it go and move on." "And what if I cannot? What if I harm Camille by any chance?" "First of all, Cami is not here in order for you to harm her. Secondly, if your love for her grows constantly, you will be able to stop yourself." "I loved Tatia as well." "Maybe not enough." Sophie pointed out, giving Elijah some thought about his past relationship with Tatia Petrova. Could he even call it a relationship, the moment that woman played with his heart and his brother's heart as well? Could that be called love? Was it love what he had with Tatia or a simple infatuation? Could he change that in the future? Could he look past the Red Door one day and discover the joys and wonders of being in love?
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Klaus angrily walked past all of the rooms at the compound but stopped in mid track when something caught his eye. Her hand was going over her huge belly, as she was sitting on the rocking chair, in the nursery they had prepared in her room. He stayed there, at the door, watching her for a moment, knowing that he should go in. She ran her hand through her hair and picked up a book, looking over it. His heart was beating faster and faster, as he looked over at her face. It was calm, and the atmosphere was soothing for his soul. At once, the last kiss they shared replayed in his mind, and he was ready to move away from the door when he heard her faint voice. "Klaus?" Stopping in his tracks, he turned around and faced her. "Yes." He whispered and looked at the ground, not at her. "I was in the bayou. I hope you don't mind." "Why would I mind?" he asked, opening the door and finally meeting her eyes. "Because I spent the night there without telling you. I know how concerned you are about the baby especially now with Dahlia…" "No, I can assure you that I was not bothered. I trust you." He replied, making her smile.
She caressed her baby bump again, making Klaus look over at it in awe. Never had he imagined in his 1000 years of existence that it would come to this…him having a child with someone, someone so dear to him, his first true love even…the love he lost and he knew he could never get it back. "She kicked again. Do you want to…feel it?" she asked him in a whisper, snapping him out of his thoughts. It was a tempting offer, of course, but he could never be assured with himself. Klaus could not deny the fright in his heart when it came to this precious child he could lose in a heartbeat if he did anything wrong. Hayley noticed his hesitation and couldn't help but give him an encouraging smile. "Come on." She whispered and raised her eyebrows at him. He grinned at the teasing smile on her face and leaned forward, getting down on one knee and pressed both of his hands to her stomach. He felt it, the kicks from both of her little feet. Hayley covered his hands with hers and made him look up into her eyes. "She will come into our world in a little while…and we will be happy." Klaus' smile faded as he saw the reassuring look she was trying to give him.
Pulling back from the moment, Klaus whispered, "I am not sure that will be possible." "Klaus, we will get through this. It's just another witch. It's nothing we have not dealt with before. We can take her down. She is not going to come and take our daughter just like that. We will fight." "If she is as powerful and as power hungry my mother said she is…she will stop at nothing to get her hands on our child, love." Outraged by his answer, Hayley stood up and faced him. "So what are you saying? You are giving up? This is our daughter!" "Yes, love, I can understand that, but as the Historia Autem Invicta remains missing and unable to be found even by the witches…it seems that I will need to go to extreme measures in order to receive the protection I need for my daughter." Hayley's eyebrow raised as she whispered, "Our daughter." Groaning, Klaus rubbed his temple. "Yes, our daughter. Are you satisfied?" "No. I am disappointed." When she moved to leave, Klaus grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him in anger. "I am doing my best here, love, but I find it difficult the moment your pack has refused to make the ultimate sacrifice in order to protect their heiress." "You cannot force them to turn hybrids for this cause, Klaus. It's selfish!" Hayley argued. "Perhaps. But in my world, sacrifices are made and people get hurt along the way but no matter what I do…I always come out on top as the alpha male…and I defeat my enemies."
"So, it doesn't matter who gets hurt as long as you win? Is that it?" Hayley asked him. Tears were filling up in her eyes and she was threatening to spill them at any moment. Noticing this, Klaus loosened the grip on her arm, as her hand flew to her stomach and rested there. He raised his hand and caressed her cheek with his thumb. "I will fight for our daughter and I rest assured that you will do the same, but we must work together for us to succeed. You said it yourself once…we are a great team, aren't we, little wolf?" He smiled down at her as she remained serious for a moment, staring into his orbits. "We are. I just hope that I won't regret fighting alongside you, in the end." She agreed and pushed his hand from her face, gently, leaving the room.
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As the darkness roamed all over the city, an explosion filled the Lafayette Cemetery. A body was raised into the pitch black night. The young man had sandy blonde hair, adorable stubble and a face accompanied by gorgeous brown eyes. He looked scared at his appearance, and of course, could not understand his purpose. "What the hell?" he whispered in shock, looking over at his trembling hands. At once, a voice spoke from the sky. "My sister has the impression that she is the only one who can bring helpful minions from the dead in order to do her work! I think not! You can be of great use to me, you know?" The young man looked up and asked in a scared voice, "Who are you? What do you want from me?" "Who I am does not matter! What I need from you is to remember who you are, so you can pose as a distraction as I go forth with my plan. You do so, and you will be rewarded. You defy me, and your life will be taken away from you again the worst way possible. Do you understand?" The boy stuttered and nodded. "Yes, I will do anything." Before he could say anything, sharp pain slashed through him as a woman started chanting in Latin, and he was paralyzed on the cold ground.
A/N: This was the first chapter of the sequel. How did you like it? A lot of great things will be happening fast so prepare for an all-action story. Cami will be coming back to New Orleans in the next chapter in order to add some more drama. There will be more Klayley scenes in the next chapter too. I know that Klaus and Hayley act almost like they are complete strangers even though they have a rich past, but they are guarded. They are afraid of showing each other any emotion, even though they possess feelings for each other. Who do you think is the newly added character to the story? Who is this boy?
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