Elijah returned home late that night, and Hayley was still awake when he entered her room.

"Hey," she said, sitting up in bed.

"Hey." He murmured, walking into her room and sitting himself on the edge of the bed she had claimed as her own.

"Where have you been?"

"I went for a long walk," he said softly.

"I see…" Hayley hesitated, "Look Elijah, I'm really sorry that I snapped at you, and –"

"You have nothing to be sorry for," he said. "Here." He thrust a cup of tea towards her. She hadn't until then realised that he had been holding the cup of tea all along. She took it and cradled the cup between her hands.

"Why are you so kind to me?" Hayley whispered. The warmth from the cup spread through her fingers like an infection.

"Because I believe whenever we are kind to someone, we are elevated just as much as they are," said Elijah. "So really I have selfish intentions for being kind."

Hayley snorted. "You are stubborn, sentimental and over-protective, but selfish? No, you are many things, but not selfish…I don't think that's possible for you Elijah."

He smiled at her. "I assure you it is."

She took a sip of tea and raised a cynical eyebrow.

"I am selfish," repeated Elijah. "I wanted Klaus's child to be born all for the hope it would redeem him, even if it meant its mother would be kept as an eternal prisoner; I didn't want Sophie to complete the harvest, because I needed Davina…and now Sophie has no family…tell me Hayley, is that not selfish?" He raved on as though he had been keeping it all inside. "Is it not selfish that I have feelings for my brother's girl? The mother of what would've been his child?"

Hayley stared at him, her mouth agape. Elijah averted his gaze and said quietly, "Sorry I shouldn't have said that." There was a pregnant pause.

"Selfishness is an integral part of humanity," said Hayley eventually, "But Elijah; honestly, you are the least selfish person I have ever had the pleasure to meet."

He smiled slightly.

"That's kind of you to say." She returned his smile, sweet and benign. After a while, Elijah cleared his throat and said, "I should let you get some rest. Good night Hayley."

He moved from the bed and headed towards the door. It was only when he reached the threshold that he heard Hayley call his name. He turned around and gazed at her inquiringly.

"I have feelings for you too," she said quietly, biting her lip. "And I think it's very selfish of me, not only because of the fact that Klaus knocked me up, but also because I think I have feelings for him too."

"I understand," said Elijah. "It's okay Hayley, selfishness is an integral part of humanity. Good night."

"Good night, good night."

Elijah closed the door softly behind him, leaving Hayley alone in the double bed. That was the first night since the baby's death that she did not cry herself to sleep. Instead she fell into a content slumber, her dreams revolving around the faces of two original brothers.

Thanks for all your reviews and because of all your mixed ideas of who to ship, I'm going to do a mixture of both. Lots of love, CD