Hello, my lovely readers. And it's back with some new faces and an appearance by most of the cast with Haylijah, of course. On with the show…

Chapter 11: For Rent

On her fourth day of work, Hayley was going to be doing SCUT in the pit. Most of her fellow interns dreaded the news that they would be subjected to spending their day, and in this case, their night in the pit. But Hayley was relieved when Dr. Bennett gave her the news. She could have cheered knowing that she could avoid her fellow interns, the attendees and mostly worrying about whether she got to observe a surgery. What she could look forward to was a movie and great sex with Elijah in her own bed after her shift was over.

Sighing happily, Hayley tacked up an ad on the bulletin board to let the other interns know that she was looking for roommates. "What's this?" Klaus asked, making Hayley jump as he peered over her shoulder. "Looking for roommates, are we? You can have Bekah anytime you want her. I'll even pay her rent. Just make sure she does not have it off with too many busboys or other fools."

Hayley folded her arms over her chest and glared at Klaus. "You know you should really mind your own business."

Klaus smirked back at her. "I should. But I choose not to when it comes to my family," he replied, his eyes narrowing. "And don't think that I'm so unaware as to not be able to see what others cannot."

"Oh, yeah," Hayley snapped back at Klaus although her stomach was flipping. "And what is that supposed to mean?"

"I'm simply giving you a bit of friendly advise, love," Klaus whispered, leaning closer and Hayley felt irritated at his not acknowledging her right to personal space. "I know," he said, looking her in the eye and Hayley felt the air in her lungs disappear. That was impossible.

"You know what?" Hayley inquired, hoping that Klaus was bluffing as a group of nurses passed by them and Klaus straightened up with a grin.

"I know that you happen to need roommates and I happen to need to unload a sister," Klaus told her as more people walked by.

Rolling her eyes, Hayley started to walk away when he caught her by the upper arm. "You might want to not leave your pager on top of your scrubs next time. You're the only one with a red one." Letting go of Hayley's arm, Klaus walked away and Hayley gritted her teeth. 'Damn him,' she thought.

Making her way to the stairs, Hayley wondered what else could happen to make her life suck just a little bit more. Entering the pit as it was so aptly called she found another reason. Jackson Dupree was standing and stitching a little boy's knee closed as the child's mother tried to soothe him.

"Hey, are you going to just stand there or are you actually going to do some work?" a red haired nurse snapped at Hayley and Hayley stared at the nurse. "See that line over there?" the nurse asked Hayley and Hayley nodded. "They're all here for immunizations. Now, why don't you try being useful and go administer them?"

Before Hayley had chance to respond the nurse walked away to yell at another intern who looked like a deer in the headlights. "Looks like you met Genevieve," Jackson called as he peeled his gloves off. Hayley gulped down her alarm at his noticing her and forced a wide smile.

"Yes, I guess I did. And apparently I need to go give those people their shots," Hayley said quickly before moving toward the line of people. "Hi, everyone, I'm Dr. Marshall," Hayley called to the patients who stared at her with a mixture of boredom and hostility.

"It's about time," one man called. "I've been waiting for someone to get this over for three hours. I need to get to work."

Grabbing a pair of gloves, Hayley forced another smile as she called for the first person in line to come take a seat. Picking up a needle she tried to think of something happy. "So, this is going to sting a little," Hayley informed the woman who looked at her like she was stupid and then stared at the ceiling. Swabbing the woman's upper arm, Hayley administered the shot and felt proud that the woman did not shout in pain. She was really not sure how good she was at this part. "Next," she called.

After the fiftieth person came to sit and have their immunization Hayley felt wary of how many needles she had disposed of. Her arms were beginning to ache and her stomach was growling. "You can stop after that one," Genevieve called. "I've found something else for you to do."

Sighing, Hayley finished giving the last patient her shot and got up from the stool. Taking a step forward she started to fall on her face when Genevieve grabbed her by the waist. "Okay, Marshall, is it?" Hayley nodded feeling the room spin. "You're a doctor and you don't know that you need to eat something after a certain amount of hours?" Shaking her head, Genevieve led Hayley out of the room and down the hall. "Snack machine. Get some crackers and cheese, a bottle of orange juice and sit down for the next fifteen minutes. I expect you back after your break and I'm going to have you taking temps."

"Thank you," Hayley said quietly. Genevieve nodded before hurrying away. Making her purchases, Hayley slumped to the floor and began to eat. She could not believe that she almost passed out. The nurse, Genevieve, was right, she wasn't paying attention and that could mean that someone could get hurt.

"Hey, you feeling okay?" Jackson asked as he came toward her and then started to slip quarters into the coffee machine.

"I just needed to get something in my system," Hayley replied with a faint smile.

"The first week can be rough," Jackson told her as he pulled his coffee out and sat it down before sliding to the floor beside Hayley.

Looking at Jackson, Hayley's eyebrows rose. "How long have you been working on your internship?"

"Three years," Jackson said with a slow nod. "It gets easier. With time you begin to get used to the pace and knowing your limits. When you need to eat or take a nap. Whether you can stand in an OR for fifteen hours," he continued and Hayley smiled at the thought.

"Have you been able to assist yet?" Hayley asked him and Jackson grinned at her.

"Yup. A few times. You just have to wait your turn. You'll get there soon enough, Just be careful. It's really easy to make a mistake. And don't fall apart the first time that you lose a patient because it's going to happen. And it's going to suck. But you cannot save everyone. As hard as we try to we can't," Jackson murmured as he stared at the opposite wall, his face contorting and then he smiled. "It's great when you're able to save someone. It's like the greatest high."

"I can't wait," Hayley said with a grin when she spotted Genevieve.

"Come on, Marshall. Dupree, did someone tell you to go on a break?" Genevieve snapped and Jackson got to his feet.

Trudging back to the pit, Hayley tossed her trash in a waste basket and was led to the area where she would be administering temps. "Okay, see these ten people," Genevieve waved her finger in a wide circle to indicate the people she was referring to. "You will be rotating through them. If any of them has a temp over the number on their chart then you need to let me know so that I can call upstairs and get Dr. Bennett down here. Got it?"

"Yes," Hayley replied with a quick nod and forced herself to not salute. Pulling on a pair of gloves she started to introduce herself to the patients and to check their charts. It didn't seem that hard except when she started to confuse which patient was which. It's never a good sign when you think a twenty-five year old is a ninety-two year old.

"Hey, slacker," Rebekah called as she came up behind Hayley who was checking the older patient's temperature. "Oh, look at you. You're down here playing babysitter while I'm upstairs running results of labs, filling out charts, yelling at the boys in radiology about getting us the bloody scans in a prompt time and slapping the nurses away from Marcel. He's driving me crazy."

"Is that something new?" Hayley replied with a laugh.

"You have no idea what it's like to have to work side by side with…" Rebekah trailed off as she looked anywhere but at Hayley.

Hayley picked up a chart and made note of the new temp. "With?" she waited for Rebekah to finish her sentence and looked up when Rebekah continued to stare at the floor.

"He's my brother's best friend and Nik was like a mentor to Marcel. It's just not right. I can't… And he's my boss. I just… I shouldn't. Oh, why am I even talking about this with you?" Rebekah snapped, folding her arms over her chest she started to walk away from Hayley.

"Rebekah," Hayley called out loudly causing patients to stare at her.

Rebekah stopped and whirled around on her heel. "What?"

"Come back," Hayley waved a hand to Rebekah. Pausing for a moment, Rebekah came back over to Hayley. "Look, you feel the way you feel. And maybe it's a crush. And there are lots of guys at the hospital. Like Jackson. He's cute, right?"

Turning to look at Jackson, Rebekah's upper lip curled. "That is not my type."

"Then go out with Tyler. Just find somebody. If you go out with other people and it doesn't feel right then you'll know," Hayley said slowly and Rebekah rolled her eyes.

"You give such lovely advice," Rebekah said with a sardonic smile.

"Don't I?" Hayley quipped.

"Doctor," the ninety-two year old woman called. She was waving her hand so Hayley moved toward her bed. "There's something wrong with that girl over there. She's bleeding."

"What?" Hayley turned to see that the twenty-five year old woman was cupping her nose which was leaking blood like a sink that had been left on high. "Oh, my God." Rebekah whirled around and jumped into action.

"Put your head back," Rebekah ordered and the woman did as she was ordered as Hayley hurried to her side. Then the woman's eyes were rolling back in her head. "Shit," Rebekah muttered, staring at Hayley.

Leaning over the woman, Hayley did not hear her lungs moving as she pressed her stethoscope to the woman's chest. "She's not breathing," she announced. Placing her hands over the woman's chest she began to administer CPR. "Come on. Stay with me. Lee Anne, you're not going anywhere tonight," Hayley shouted.

Rebekah was yelling at one of the nurses to page Dr. Bennett as Jackson came toward them and Hayley took a step back as he listened to the woman's chest and groaned. "Her heart's not beating either. We need a crash cart, Mikaelson." Rebekah ran and grabbed the machine before she sped it toward the patient's side.

Turning the machine on, Jackson rubbed the paddles together before handing it to Hayley. "You wanted to save a life," he announced, staring Hayley in the eyes as Rebekah quickly yanked the woman's gown down and placed pads on her chest.

Nodding, Hayley placed the paddles to the woman's chest and watched the woman's vitals with her own heart racing in her chest. When she saw the rising line indicate that her patient's heart was pumping again, Hayley let out a giddy laugh. "She's okay. She's okay. Okay, people, she needs blood like now!" she shouted as Genevieve arrived and then moved to make the call.

"Get her upstairs. Now!" Genevieve ordered Hayley and Rebekah who nodded. "And good work, Marshall."

Smiling, Hayley felt like the rest of the night flew by. It really was a high to save a patient's life. So when she got home she was rather happy when she found Elijah waiting for her with a bottle of champagne. "Rumor has it that you saved a life today," Elijah said, opening his arms and embracing Hayley.

"I did," Hayley said proudly. "It felt incredible." Pulling out her key, she unlocked the door and they walked inside. Elijah walked back to the kitchen with the bottle as she pulled her hair down and ruffled it. "You know that I think I could get used to this being a doctor thing," she called in a light tone as she entered the kitchen to find Elijah trying to find champagne flutes. "They're to you're right," she told him.

Elijah smiled back at her as he pulled the cabinet open and took two down. Tugging the cork out of the bottle, champagne went spraying over the counter and Hayley began to giggle. Why was she giggling so much? She was not the type to giggle. It must be something about being with Elijah. He made her giggle. "A toast to the first life you saved," he announced as he poured her drink and handed it to her.

"To us," Hayley replied with a twinkle in her eye as Elijah lifted his own glass and they made that little clinking sound that made her giggle again. "What should we get for dinner?"

"I thought you wanted a pizza," Elijah replied with a smirk as he reached across the counter for her hand.

"I did but does pizza sound like the type of food that one would eat with champagne?" Hayley inquired.

"Well, what do you suggest then?" Elijah inquired.

"I thought that maybe we could go out to dinner," Hayley replied rounding the counter and placing her arms around his neck beginning to sway her hips to music that was playing in her head.

"Or we could stay in," Elijah murmured. Taking her hand, he spun her in a slow circle before pulling her back to him.

"Staying in sounds good, too," Hayley replied, trembling slightly as his hands slid to the front her of her jeans and made quick work of them. Taking his hand, Hayley gasped as he pressed her to the counter. This was a great day indeed. Elijah was very good at making Hayley forget her own name and at that moment in time was no exception.

As Hayley was enjoying her desert, the doorbell rang and she cursed as Elijah stopped his movements. Why couldn't she just change her address. Move to a remote location where only Elijah knew where she lived and maybe the mailman. Turning to face Elijah, Hayley opened her mouth to speak when he leaned down, kissing her like there was no one at the door. Placing her hand on the back of his neck, she decided to follow his lead while wrapping her legs around his waist. If it was so important then they could call her.

Elijah was in the process of lying Hayley on the floor of her kitchen so that they could go get back to where they had been before they had been so rudely interrupted when her phone rang in her jean's pocket. Growling, Hayley slapped her offending pants away and pulled Elijah closer. Finally, the ringing was making her crazy and she reached for her phone. Looking at the name, she groaned. "Rebekah?" she muttered hoarsely.

"Yes," Rebekah snapped irritably. "Why aren't you answering the door?" To emphasize the point, she hit the bell again, causing it to boom throughout the household. "Have you gone deaf? That's very curious due to your ability to hear me earlier in the day. And why is it that Elijah's car in parked in your lot? Is my brother in your house for some reason?"

Hayley's eyes widened as she stared at Elijah who was listening silently with a frown. "No. Why would Elijah be in my house at this time of night?" Hayley snapped back in a tone that said she was offended by Rebekah's question. "It must just be a car that looks like Elijah's," Hayley added.

Rebekah scoffed. "I doubt that others have the same license plate as my brother. Fine. Keep your secret to yourself but be warned that Josh, Tyler and Caroline are on their way and that they should be here at any moment."

"Why?" Hayley yelled into the phone as she pushed Elijah off of her and scrambled to find her clothes.

Elijah mouthed. "What's going on?"

"Interns," Hayley mouthed back.

"And Caroline insisted on bringing that Jackson person," Rebekah continued, unphased by Hayley's panic.

Pulling the zipper of her jeans upward, Hayley kissed Elijah on the lips quickly before watching him leave. Hurrying to the front door, Hayley ran her hands through her hair before unlocking it. "Hey," she said with a mild frown. "Is Caroline trying to have another party at my house again?" she questioned Rebekah who slid past her and into the living room. The Mikaelson sister seemed to be looking for something or someone.

"No, she's hoping to convince you to allow her to come live here as one of your roommates. You can blame yourself for that one with a sign that Nik told me about. I'd also like to thank you for that," Rebekah was saying as she spun on her heel to glower at Hayley. "He's kicked me out and now I am homeless. My things are in the car. Guess I'll be staying here at least for tonight."

Hayley was about to reply when Josh appeared with Caroline, Tyler and Jackson. "Hey, it's time to party," Caroline cheered as she walked inside. Tyler was carrying a keg and Hayley felt like crying when others began to park in front of her house. When people she didn't even know began to walk past her and into her home like it was not her own, she quietly walked into the kitchen and found that someone was drinking her wine.

Snatching what was left of the bottle away, Hayley trudged up the stairs. Caroline was standing at the top with her phone in hand busily texting away. When she noticed Hayley she stopped. "Hey, Hayley. I heard that you're renting your rooms like I suggested. I was wondering what your qualifications are, because I have great references."

"Hayley, how much is the rent going to be?" Tyler called from the bottom of the stairs.

Hayley shook her head as she walked toward the bathroom as Josh was exiting. "Hayley, I heard that you're renting out some of the rooms," he began when Hayley walked into the empty bathroom and closed the door in his face. Going over to the bathtub, she climbed in and sat down.

Apparently Hayley had forgotten to lock the door because minutes later Rebekah came in and closed the door with a bottle of vodka in hand. Sitting down beside the tub, Rebekah stared at Hayley. "What are you doing?" she asked quietly.

"Drinking," Hayley replied, taking a sip from her bottle that she had clutched to her chest.

"No," Rebekah shook her head as she leaned her head backwards and onto the rim of the tub. "I mean with Elijah. What are you doing? And don't you dare say nothing."

"I don't know what I'm doing with Elijah," Hayley moaned as she placed her head next to Rebekah's.

"You're shagging him," Rebekah replied dully no sign of a question in her tone. "And he's your boss. Hell, he's your boss's boss. He's our boss's boss. And you can could get into massive trouble. He won't. Because he's the boss's son and the golden boy. No one ever questions what the men in my bloody family do. Just me. Can't do anything without the approval of anyone." Narrowing her eyes, Rebekah glanced at Hayley. "So I won't tell if you let me live here for half the rent that you charge the others."

"Shit. Rebekah. I thought we were friends," Hayley muttered and Rebekah scoffed.

"Friends tell their friends when they're having it off with their friend's brother," Rebekah retorted with an evil glare.

"But you already knew. So why was I supposed to tell you. And you don't tell me about whatever it is going on between you and Marcel," Hayley pointed out.

"What's there to tell?" Rebekah inquired airily. "There is nothing going on. At least not now."

"Tell me something so that we'll be even. Or I'll ask Elijah for a dirty secret to hold over your head," Hayley warned as Rebekah smirked.

"I slept with Marcel the night of my eighteenth birthday. No one knows about that. Especially my brothers. Just me and that wanker who is now my boss's boss. This time I'm referring to Marcel," Rebekah added with a roll of her eyes. "It's hard working for someone who has seen you naked."

"Yeah. It is," Hayley replied and the interns sat thoughtfully as a party raged downstairs.

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