Howdy!
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Someone asked how far Hayley is with her pregnancy in my fics and the answer is exactly where she is in the TV show, after the bayou episode which was 2 episodes ago wasn't it? So don't expect her to magically pop the baby out in the next chapter!
Technically, everything from the show has happened in my story, I've just filled in gaps, from when they do normal things and rewritten the werewolf bite episode. I was going to do an alternate Klaus view of the Bayou thing, but I cannot be bothered. Someone asked me to do a sad chapter, where Hayley thinks she has miscarried. Obviously I wouldnt have her actually lose the baby, I don't think I'd want to write that. but hopefully this won't be too heavy. This is written before Elijah and Rebekah move in with Klaus, sort of after the whole saving the werewolves thing.
I apologise if its upsetting or sad, but hopefully, Enjoy!
She felt the sharp pain shooting throughout her stomach, a feeling that had plagued her day. Hayley knew it was probably just the stress of being forced to live as a prisoner, without Elijah or Rebekah as company. Instead, she was stuck with Klaus, a powerful teenage witch with anger issues and occasionally Josh, the vampire Klaus had created, who had ultimatly betrayed him. Klaus didn't know Josh was still around, or else the new vampire would most certainly not have a head. Or arms. Or legs.
She had been stuck in the house for days, and Klaus had not been around to at least allow her some company. He was too busy plotting for world domination. He didn't care about Hayley. As she padded into the kitchen, she was unaware that the man she despised at times was sat on a bar stool behind her. She made a glass of water in the hope of feeling better, oblivious to her baby daddy staring at her.
Hayley was about to take a sip when a voice from behind startled her, "You know for a werewolf, you're extremely unobservant love, anyone could be in here, waiting to pounce." Said Klaus, in his usual mocking tone.
Hayley took a sharp intake of breath, as the glass smashed loudly onto the tiled flooring. She turned to face Klaus, "You're a dick!"
Klaus smirked at her, stood up and notioned at the smashed glass, "Don't expect me to clean that up."
Hayley sighed sadly, then glowered at Klaus. She didn't know what had gone wrong. The obvious thing was that the Hybrid had turned on his brother, bit him, then left both Elijah and Hayley stranded in the Bayou and once they returned, basically kidnapped the woman that carried his child. Before these events, he had at least shown her some kindness, some love. Now he just didn't care, about her or the child. She bent down to pick up the glass.
Half way through picking up the mess, the same sharp pain made her kneel to the floor in agony and drop the glass. She sat on the ground for at least a few minutes before the pain subsided and even then she didn't make the effort to stand. Some of the broken glass she had in her hands had cut into her palms and she hissed painfully as she edged the shard out.
Sometime whilst she was attempting to remove the glass, Klaus had appeared again. When he saw Hayley still sat on the floor, he raised his eyebrows. "Need some help sweetheart?"
Hayley looked up at him, then spoke, "We'll if its not too much to ask, could you pull the piece of glass out of my hand that's currently stuck there." She held her bloodied hand up, as if to prove a point. Klaus' mockingness turned to concern.
He pulled Hayley up off the floor, not as gently as she would have liked, then notioned for her to sit on a stool. Once she had sat down, he pulled her hand towards him, before swiftly pulling out the glass and pushing a teatowel down over the wound. It was only then when he looked at Hayley who's eyes bore deeply into him. "How in God's name did you end up with glass embodied into your hand?"
Hayley scowled, "I recall being told to pick up my own mess, which might I mention, you caused. Now, I'm not an expert on the whole pregnancy thing, but I believe the extra person I'm carrying does not do any favours for balance." She looked at him angrily, waiting for his snarky come back.
Instead, Klaus looked ashamed, something Hayley hadn't expected. "I didn't mean for you to pick the glass up, I only meant that I wasn't going to do it."
"Who the hell was going to pick the glass up then? I'd rather do it, than stand in it next time I come into the kitchen!" She threw back at him, angrily.
He took his time to comment, "Well, there's no harm done. I'm sure your wound has already healed." He pulled back the towel expectantly, but instead the wound continued to leak blood. Klaus looked confused, then spoke. "Why aren't you healing?" He asked Hayley.
Even though she didn't really know why the cut wasn't healing, Hayley had a feeling something was wrong. She wanted to tell Klaus that she felt terrible and sick, but didn't want to face his mocking comments he had more recently began to use. Just two days ago, she had asked him where the pain killers were, as she'd had a monster headache. He just laughed and made some sarcastic comment about her being a wolf, ensuring that a headache was no match for the pain of turning on a full moon and left without answering her question.
"Hayley?" Klaus demanded impatiently, as she realised that she hadn't even answered his question. She looked back towards him, and glanced at her hand, which was still bleeding.
"Hey, could you cover that up or something, it's making me feel sick." She said, nodding towards her hand. Klaus sighed, but pulled the towel back over to cover it, then went to find some bandage in the other room.
Once he had left, the pain in her abdomen returned, as she laid her head on the counter, in an attempt to subdue the radiating pain. She clenched her eyes shut, and placed her hand to her belly.
During this time, Klaus had returned and curiously stood watched Hayley. He could tell something wasn't right, even though was trying to hide it. He had been disregarding her well being as of late and now felt guilt for his behaviour. He walked to Hayley and, after a seconds hesitation, placed his hand on her shoulder. She instantly flinched and whirled to face him. He took a step backwards and help his hands up. "Easy little wolf, I didn't mean to startle you. Again." Klaus smiled, trying to be kind.
"You really need to work on being kind, that's twice today you've nearly given me a heart attack." She complained, half joking.
"It appears our daughter may be compromising your senses love, causing problems already." He smiled, then touched Hayley's hand, where it lay placed on her rounded stomach. His hand disappeared as quickly as he put it there, then he manoeuvred around to the other side of the bar to bandage Hayley's hand.
Whilst he wrapped the fabric round, he spoke, "Since when have you been afraid of blood little wolf?"
Hayley looked at him, "Well, although our daughter has compromised some of my senses, the smell of blood is something that has not been dulled, in fact, the stench is more prominent now."
Klaus smiled at her as he finished bandaging her hand. He sped to the top cupboard an brought down a pack of painkillers and then poured her some orange juice. She accepted both, curious. "Thanks..." Hayley said, accusingly.
Klaus raised his eyebrows again, before outstretching his palms, "What?"
Hayley sipped her juice and took a pill before replying. "You haven't exactly been nice to me recently, forgive me for questioning your sudden change of character." She said, sarcastically.
The originals hybrids eyes lost all humour, as the guilt set in. In all of his 1000 years, he had never felt guilt at killing, torturing or ruining lives. Yet the thought of upsetting the girl that carried his heir brought about the unpleasant feeling of guilt he had not felt for many years.
But instead of telling her this, he chose to live up to his reputation. "Well I can assure you that this lapse of character shall not be a regular occurance," he hissed in her ear, "...I'm going for drinks with Marcel, maybe I'll kill a few puppies whilst im out." He stormed off and slammed the door on his way out, leaving Hayley alone.
She felt a single tear slide from her eye before remembering herself. She was strong, and wouldn't be the girl that cried over a man, even if that man was an egotistic twat with trust issues, who happened to have impregnated her. Hormones, she cursed.
For the rest of the evening she sat reading in her bedroom. Well, trying to read. The pain she had felt all day intensified until it was virtually unbearable.
And where was Klaus? Drinking. She had no idea where the witch was, but she expected Davina was with Josh, somewhere in the garage. Hayley was alone. She picked up the phone that lay on her bed that Klaus had grudgingly given her a few weeks ago.
After much debating, she finally rang Klaus' number, but as expected, she went through to answer phone. Taking a breath, she left a message. "Klaus, it's the pregnant werewolf you abandoned to go out drinking. I really...I really need you to come back, I feel ill, I think I may need to visit a real doctor not just a witch. Anyway, just hurry up and finish your scotch."
Hayley looked out of the window and saw it was a full moon. Great, she thought, that's why I feel shit. It had been months since she had turned and it was taking its toll. Hayley felt a wave of nausea hit her and ran towards the bathroom, which was in total darkness.
Once she was sure it was over, she reached over to switch on the light. She gasped as she saw that her vomit was pure blood. The taste in her mouth made her heave once more. As she looked in the mirror, she saw that blood had specked on her face and that her eyes had turned amber, as her body fought the urge to turn. Hayley needed to lie down, so she leant against the wall and made her way back to the bed. Half way there, the shooting pain returned as she steadied herself against the wall for support. She felt her abdomen for reassurance but as she pulled her hand away, she saw it was dripping with blood. Her blood. She pushed her hand against the wall in the hope of keeping her balance, but instead she slipped, leaving a bloody hand smear across the white paint as she slid towards the ground. The last thing she thought before her world became darkness was that she wished Klaus not left, because now, she was going to die, all alone; her daughter was going to die, before she ever got the chance to meet her.
An hour later, after receiving Hayley's message, Klaus returned to the house. Almost immediately after entering, the sent of blood over powered him. "Hayley, you havent cut yourself again have you?" He called, smiling, slightly intoxicated.
When he received no answer, he went to find Hayley. When he saw her bedroom light was on, he frowned. "For goodness sake, are you ignoring me little wolf?" He demanded, before pushing the door all the way open.
He stopped. Klaus saw the blood smear, something he thought only happened in bad horror movies that today's generation found entertaining, then he looked down and saw Hayley, passed out on the ground, in a pool of her own blood.
For the next 20 minutes, everything was just a blur. He never stopped panicking until Hayley finally opened her eyes and touched his hand. He visibly relaxed. Hayley's eyes though, were filled with panic. "Klaus, the baby! I was bleeding. Oh god, is she alright?" Hayley became hysterical.
Klaus touched her cheek, "Sshhh, its alright. Our daughter is fine, I can here her heartbeat. I phoned someone that knows what they're talking about, they'll arrive shortly."
Hayley continued to sob and for the first time in his life, Klaus found himself unsure of what to say or do. He waited a few moments, until Hayley's sobs had stopped.
"Hayley, I'm sorry. I didn't think and I was selfish. Please, forgive me?"
Hayley whispered her response. "There's nothing to be sorry about, it's not your fault. I should have told you earlier that I felt bad, then maybe this wouldn't have happened. I really thought I had lost her earlier."
Klaus touched her stomach, "I assure you little wolf, our daughter is the opposite of lost." The baby kicked under his touch. They stayed that way until the door bell rang.
Klaus stood up. "That will be the doctor, I'd better answer that." He rushed off.
Hayley breathed out slowly, relieved. She thought it was all over earlier. She thought her baby was...dead and her life was destroyed. But now, she was convinced everything was going to be ok. Or as ok as it could be being a werewolf that carries the original hybrids child in the middle of a war in New Orleans.
-The End-