Hello, everyone! This fan fiction is based on what I think will happen in The Originals. I do not own any of the characters. This is the first chapter from Hayley's POV. Hope you enjoy it and don't forget to review afterwards.

What was happening? I watched as Klaus stormed out of the cave, enraged by what the witches were trying to manipulate him into doing. I didn't know what to do or say as I clutched my stomach. Did he really just tell Elijah to kill both me and our child? I wasn't going to stay like a worthless girl and not do anything to protect myself. I was better than this.

"Screw this! I'm out of here." I said and turned around to leave the cave but the witches stopped me. I looked around and realized that Elijah was the only person willing to keep me safe. He turned around swiftly and raised his finger in Sophie's face.

"No one touches the girl!" he replied, menacingly and ran after his younger brother. I was relieved to know I was safe, even though I was trapped. I watched Elijah go and tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered Klaus' harsh words from before.

"You've all lost your minds, if you think some liquor fuelled one night stand, no offence love, means a thing to me."Something about that comment made my heart sting. I didn't try to make it too obvious at that time, even though I had dropped my head to the ground, not bearing to look at him in the eyes.

My heart was aching as I leaned against a wall near some of the witches and remembered how Klaus had offered Elijah and the witches to kill both me and our child. I had hoped that he would have a change of heart after he heard the baby's heartbeat, but I was wrong. "Kill her and the baby. What do I care?"

I knew damn well all along that he didn't care about me even the slightest, but I was hoping that he would at least care about the baby he conceived with me. I should have known that it was too good to be true. I never got a chance to get to know the Original Hybrid well so I settled to how others described him. A heartless, vindictive bastard who doesn't care about anything more than power.

"What was I thinking?" I whispered to myself as I went back to that night I spent with him. He filled me in on why he painted and how miserable he was as a child. I recalled calling him on his attempt to soften me up and I may have been imagining it but he liked that I wasn't allowing myself to fall for his sweet talk. Was that kind, hospitable and caring personality a mask he used in order to get information about Katherine from me…or was that the real him?

My heart skipped a beat when I remembered how softly he kissed me and yet how rough he was when we went further and procreated this innocent child. I thought of Elijah and Klaus talking somewhere at that moment and I was dying to know what they were saying.

"I have to find out." I told myself as I headed for the exit only to be blocked by some witches again. I turned around to find Sophie staring at me, her eyes turning into little slits. "I need fresh air." I said but she didn't move and neither did the other witches. I approached her and jabbed my finger into her chest.

"Look, you've already got some witchy ability to keep track of where I'm going. Would it kill you to give me a few moments alone and let me take a walk to clear my mind? Please." I added. Sophie blinked and hesitated for a moment before saying.

"Alright! Just for a few minutes. Go before I change my mind." I smiled and watched as the other witches stepped out of my way. This was just what I needed.

Bourbon Street was probably the most obvious choice to look for the Mikaelson brothers. I walked as fast as I could, my tummy grumbling from hunger but I decided to ignore it. As I sped up, I wondered to myself, "What exactly am I hoping to find?"

Curiosity took over me as I turned around a corner and gasped when I saw both brothers standing there on the street, communicating. Elijah with a much calmer tone. I quickly hid behind the closest building, thinking I was lucky that they haven't seen me. I knew that eavesdropping on vampires was probably not a good idea but my life was at stake here. I slowed down my breathing and listened in on what they were saying.

"I will not be manipulated!" Klaus said and turned around to leave only to be stopped by Elijah. His super speed kind of caught me off guard and I had to keep myself from gasping or making any kind of noises or they would have found me for sure. "So, they're manipulating you. So what? With them, this girl and her child, your child, live!" Elijah told him and I was beginning to relax when my body tensed at Klaus' words.

"I'm going to kill every last one of them." He threatened and pushed Elijah out of his way, or at least he tried. "And then what? Then you'll return to Mystic Falls to presume your life as the hated one, as the evil hybrid? Is it so important to you that people quake with fear at the sound of your name?"

"People quake with fear because I have the power to make them afraid. What will this child offer me? Will it guarantee me power?" "Family is power, Niklaus!" Elijah's last words rang in my head as I realized how meaningful they were to me, considering that family is what I wanted and needed to. I listened to Elijah continue.

"Love, loyalty, that's power! This is what we swore to more than a thousand years ago before life tore away what little humanity you had left. Before ego, before paranoia created in this person before me someone I can barely even recognize as my own brother." I watched the look on Klaus' face and I may have been hallucinating but I believe he was about to cry.

"This is us, The Original Family and we remain together always and forever! I am asking you to stay here, I will help you and I will stand by you. I will be your brother. We will build a home here together" I watched as Elijah placed a hand on Klaus' shoulder and whispered, "So save this girl. Save your child."

Hope was rising inside me. Hope that Klaus would accept to keep his child, the child I was carrying. Hope that he would put aside our differences and help me through this. Hope that there was still some humanity left in him, as Elijah liked to believe.

Klaus placed a hand on Elijah's shoulder as well, but replied in a dangerous tone that sent chills down my spine. "No." and stormed off. I slowly backed away towards Sophie's lair feeling for the first time ever, fear and the fact that my life rested in someone else's hands and there was nothing I could do about it.

I hardly slept that night. The cave was too cold, I didn't have any blankets and the witches were watching me like hawks. My eyes were red that morning and I snapped out of my thoughts when Sophie placed a warm hand on my arm.

"Hayley, I'm sorry I have to be this hard on you. It's only when they're around." I knew she was talking about Elijah and Klaus but that didn't make me feel any better as I remembered how Klaus refused to accept me and the baby. I felt guilty for some reason. It was my fault I was in this mess with no getting out. Out of all the women, I ended up being pregnant with the evil Original Hybrid's child.

"I need Klaus' help to take down Marcel. He makes this town, our home, unsafe for witches. He even got rid of the werewolves, years ago." My head snapped when I heard the word "werewolves". Great! I was now one hundred percent certain that I was in very grave danger since I was a werewolf and I lived in New Orleans now.

"You are the only way we're going to get to Klaus, like my sister Jane Anne said before she died. You and the baby are his weaknesses." I snorted. What were these witches thinking? "That's not true. You've got it all wrong. Klaus doesn't care about me even the slightest."

"I've seen it, Hayley. Jane Anne was a very wise witch and she told me that I am never wrong." Sophie replied, convincingly. "There's always a first time." I murmured under my breath.

"Will I be able to trust the witch who held me captive as bait in a bayou? Not a chance." I told myself. I agreed to never trust anyone and this is what has kept me alive so far.

Elijah managed to get me out of the cave, convincing Sophie that he and Klaus were going along with her plan to end Marcel's realm. He cared enough to offer me his jacket to keep me warm that freezing morning, as we walked outside.

"Niklaus has agreed to keep the baby." he broke the awkward silence and my heart swooned when I heard that. I couldn't believe it. "He cares." I whispered. "We bought a small place at the edge of the city, as discreet as possible under the circumstances." Elijah explained.

I nodded, following him down the street. "That's where we'll all be staying. You, me, Niklaus and maybe our sister, Rebekah will join us later on." I smiled and thanked Elijah for protecting me from everyone. I knew that standing up to his brother was not exactly an easy thing to do.

I knew I wasn't going to be in any danger, much less my baby. I placed a hand on my stomach to soothe the growing little creature inside.

The house was smaller than the mansion in Mystic Falls, obviously, but it was really nice and my room was huge. The bed was humongous and the wonderful sheets with flowers looked really expensive.

I touched the fabric to make sure I was right. Elijah left the room and closed the door to give me some privacy, something I really appreciated. I checked the white night gown that was laid out in front of me. It was made out of silk, something that always comforted me.

I quickly changed out of my pants and sweater and put on the night gown. With a smile on my face, I threw myself on the bed and felt as if it was in fact a bed of roses.

I closed my eyes, feeling this pleasure I've never felt before in my life. Everything except the house was new and fresh and that is exactly what I needed, a fresh start.

I got out of bed as I heard some noises outside and looked out the round window, I was beginning to love.

I noticed Klaus parking his new BMW. My heart stopped as I saw him get out of the car and check to see if anyone was watching him as he headed inside the house.

I quickly got into bed and tried to fall asleep but I couldn't due to the loud voices I heard downstairs.

"Elijah!" "Hush! The girl might be sleeping." I was getting dizzy as I heard footsteps coming upstairs and I quickly shut my eyes closed tightly as the door opened and two pairs of feet were standing at the door.

"Come on, Niklaus. She needs rest." Elijah was saying. "I want to talk to her." Klaus replied, hoarsely. "You're the last person she'd want to see right now. It's been a long night for her. Let her sleep peacefully. Frankly, you need some rest too after that parade you have been to with the scoundrel Marcel." I heard a pair of feet walk back downstairs but the door didn't close.

I waited and waited and I know I shouldn't have, but I opened my eyes to see what the holdup was. He was just standing there, staring at me. I tried to keep my expression calm and not blink as my emerald eyes melted into his, even if his expression still showed anger.

I waited for him to say something, to yell at me or take his rage out on me like he had the night before, but he didn't. Instead, he turned around and gently closed the door behind him. I started breathing again and decided to cover myself up with the soft comforter. Why didn't he say anything?

"A fresh start." I whispered, reminding myself that was the only thing that would do me any good. My eyes closing of their own accord, I drifted off to sleep with the image of my baby's father still in my head.