Hayley Pov

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I frowned, looking at Elijah, I was worried about him. All of the silence wasn't peaceful. It only made me more anxious.

He hadn't woken up, he really showed no signs of life at all. Though his skin was still warm, his heartbeat slow and steady, and his breathing was faint. Davina had tried some spells, even herbs, to get him to wake up nothing worked. I was tempted to go wake Luna up, but Rebekah stopped me. Telling me to let them, 'she said referring to Klaus and Luna's sleep' have peace for a few moments before they had to wake up and face reality, and the impending danger.

A part of me thought it was cute and wanted to let them sleep in. But another part of me wanted to wake both of them up. Figure out a way to wake up Elijah, and put Kol back into his original body. I didn't think that was too much to ask for, then again I wasn't sent away from my sister. The guy that I had this huge crush on. Maybe it was something more. Luna may have lead with her heart, but she wasn't shallow. Maybe she felt the same way about Klaus that I felt about Elijah. I would have to talk to her about it. We haven't really got much of a chance to talk lately, everything's just been crazy and tense. One sentence would be said between us, and an argument would be started.

I frowned, leaning over to push a piece of Elijah's hair out of his face, I let my hand linger. How odd, his hair like everything else about him had never been so out of place.

"Am I interrupting something," I jumped, hearing the accented voice.

"Damnit, Kol! You could have at least knocked."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know this room was private."

I rolled my eyes and walked away to leave the room when he grabbed my arm. "Look, Hails, can I call you that?" Asked Kol, with a slight smile on his face.

I shifted uncomfortably, not knowing where this was going, no one's ever really given me a nickname before, well beside's Klaus. It wouldn't feel right having someone else call me 'little wolf' it was kind of our thing, and we didn't have very many of those.

"Sure, why not," I said, truly curious of what he was going to come up with.

"Well, it's either Hails or hay, your pick."

I couldn't think of any nicknames for myself, I guessed Hails would have to do.

"Hails is fine," I said, and Kol nodded lightly, tugging at my arm.

"Okay, well, me and Davina have been looking, and we think we have found a way to solve our little werewolf problem, we don't think you'll like it, but it's the only option we have found so far. But I assure you, we won't give up."

I nodded as he led us to a room with Davina perched on a window, reading a very old dusty book.

"Oh Kol, you've brought her, why don't you run along and get us three, some drinks." I smiled hearing her ordering him around. Kol frowned, "but why it just talks off m-"

"Don't say it." snapped Davina, causing Kol to jump slightly.

I laughed, and Davina joined me. "Oh bloody hell, it's not my fault that this body is malfunctioning."

Davina folded her arms and poured slightly. "Oh, come on now, love, don't pout," whined Kol, his head on her shoulder.

Davina said nothing and made no move to change her mind.

Kol stood up "fine," I smiled, they were so cute. Marcel and Rebekah came up with this ship name or something, kolvina I think it was.

"Thank you," Davina said, now back to smiling.

"Anything for you, Davina Claire," said Kol getting down on one knee kissing, her hand, and getting up to leave, winking at me as he walked past.

I shook my head, "He can be a hand full sometimes."

Davina nodded, her eyes still trained on the door even though he was still gone. "You mean, all the time."

"So what did you find about the werewolves that would help us solve our problem?"

In response to my question, she took a deep breath, silent at first. "I'm sure it's not the only way, but I don't even really know if I should be telling you this now."

"Why not?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Davina frowned and looked down at her feet. "It's serious, and it would life-changing."

I sighed, running my hands through my hair. "What do I have to do?"

I had asked if it would help us defeat Ester. I was willing to do anything, especially because of what she did to Elijah.

"It's not just about you. This involves Luna too. You would have to marry an alpha from your back, and that means-"

"That I would be marrying Jackson, and Luna would be marrying Jake."

I finished closing my eyes and plopping down in the chair. I felt strangely dizzy as a million thoughts ran through my head.

Why this?

Why now?

I didn't even know the guy sure he watched Hope sometimes, but I didn't know his favorite color or his favorite food.

What about Elijah?

I still haven't told him how I felt about him. I needed to really get that off my chest. And would Jackson want me to turn him into a hybrid so that we could be together forever?

Marrying Jackson meant that Hope would have to dads. How would that work out?

Would she be talked about, it judged?

I mean, she already has a lot of weight bearing down on her shoulders carrying the 'Mikealson' name. People would expect a lot from her, from me. And marrying Jackson also met becoming the 'queen' or alpha of the pack was I ready for that?

Could I do it?

Was it worth it? What about Elijah?

What about Luna? Would she even consider it?

I highly doubted that she would. Klaus would, of course, agree with her.

"Hayley." I looked, up confused. Davina sighed before pulling up a chair beside me.

"I've been trying to get your attention for two minutes."

"I was just thinking, it's a lot to consider-"

"Don't consider it at all, I will find another way. You shouldn't be forced into anything you don't want to do." Davina put a comforting hand on my shoulder.

I nodded and got up, not surprised when she had returned to her books.

"Thank you, Davina, for telling me that. If you find anything new." I only received a head nod as she buried her face into another book.

I made it into the kitchen feeling hungry, I grabbed a blood bag from the fridge. I tried not to think too much about what Davina had said. Marrying Jackson, I shuddered what would my new name be. Hayley Andrea Marshall-Kenner. Personally, I thought Hayley Andrea Mikealson sounded a lot better. I've never been much of a hyphen-er anyway.

"Good morning, little wolf."

I turned to see Klaus, who looked tired like he hadn't slept that much. I smiled, "It hasn't been the best morning actually," I said passing him a blood bag. He said a curt thank you.

"Where is Hope?"

I asked, trying to make conversation. Something was wrong with him. Usually, he was in a decent mood.

"With Rebekah, I'm surprised she didn't tell you. They left to go stay at one of our few safe houses so my deranged mother can't get to her."

I nodded, wondering who came up with it, "Good idea, who came up with it?"

"Stefan."

I nodded, bewildered, but he didn't elaborate any further. Those two didn't seem to be on the best page.

"How is Luna?" I asked, looking at him. He looked away from me, and I frowned.

"Hayley, have you ever said something and realized that after you said it, it was a mistake. Not because you didn't mean it, because you did, are you understanding what I'm asking?"

I nodded, getting up to get a cup of coffee, only hoping that drinking a cup or two would make me feel more energized and lively than I currently felt.

I sat down thinking about what to say to that. What did he do?

"Yes, I do that, all the time. If I'm being honest with myself. What did you do, Klaus? Does this involve Luna?"

He scoffed, visibly annoyed, "Of course, it's about Luna, who else would it be about?" I shrugged, "I don't know, maybe your brother."

Klaus stood up and left the room. I shook my head, today was going to be a long day. He came back a few seconds later with a bottle of scotch in hand. He offered me a glass, but I shook my head, scrunching up my nose.

It was 9:30 a.m. too early for drinking, at least it was for me. I did not want to risk getting a headache, especially with everything going on, not today.

"Well, I've never told my brother that I love him. And I've never kissed him on the forehead and cheek afterward..." I coughed, choking on the coffee that I had in my mouth. I wiped off the remaining drops of coffee by using the sleeve of my robe. I turned to look at him, raising my eyebrows, wanting more to this story.

"I mean, Elijah knows you love him," I said when Klaus said nothing.

"But Luna is not Elijah," replied Klaus quietly, looking at the floor before looking back at me.

"You told Luna you love her. What did she say?" I asked, understanding why he was acting like this now. He is probably doing the whole, 'I have feelings for you, but I won't act on them because my enemies will found out about you and could hurt me by hurting you.'

"Klaus' frown only seemed to increase.

"She said that she loves me too."

I nodded and patted him on the shoulder. "And how do you feel about that."

"Hayley, that's the problem. I don't know what or how to feel. If my enemies-"

I cut him off, "Oh please, Klaus, don't do the whole (I'm dangerous, so we can't be together because of my enemies thing)." He rolled his eyes at me.

"Maybe I just don't feel the same way." I raised my eyebrows and folded my arms. "You and I both know that's a lie."

"Hayley, what am I supposed to do? Normally I would ask Elijah but-"

"Elijah isn't available right now," I finished, and he nodded.

I took a deep breath and thought about what to say. This was Klaus I was talking to about my sister. Feelings complicated everything. There was no getting away from it, it was unavoidable. I put my hand on his chest, where his heart was.

"Follow your heart. Do what you think is best, I can't tell you what to do. Only you know how you truly feel."

That hadn't been what I wanted to say. The last thing I wanted was for them to get together especially after what Davina had told me. In order to make an alliance with the pack sacrifices have to be made.

My sister and I might have to marry Jackson and Jake.

Klaus nodded, "Do you know if she has feelings for me?"

I smiled and pulled my hand away from his chest.

Because of feelings, I didn't think I was willing to marry Jackson, for the same reason, Luna wouldn't be willing to marry Jake even if it would add another alliance on our side against our enemies.

"Nice try, but I think you're going to have to ask her that yourself.

Klaus' lip jutted out slightly. I could see that his mood had improved since our conversation started.

"But Hayley, I don't think I could deal with the humiliation."

He joked playfully, clutching his heart.

"Well, then I guess you're going to have to deal with not knowing what's going to happen next like the rest of us."

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Damon Pov

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"Do you ever regret leaving?" Piped up Stefan from behind a particularly old book. I looked up from my own book I was reading. As a favor to Elijah, I was trying to help Davina search for something to wake up Elijah from his comatose state. I missed him a lot. He was the one who kept everyone in line and on our toes.

It wouldn't be too long until the compound burned down.

"Regret leaving where?" I asked, returning back to its ancient, dusty, barely legible pages.

"Mystic Falls."

I didn't even bother looking up this time to engrossed in reading about some supposed magic flower with healing capabilities. I turned the page to find that it was located somewhere in the Amazon rain forest.

"Not really, I mean I've found my true home here. I am around the people I love and care about. What about you Stef?"

I looked up from my book to see him smirking, I haven't called him by his nickname 'Stef' in over a few decades.

"I like it here, it's nice. And I do love the Mikealson family drama, it can get very interesting at times."

I smiled, setting down the book. That thing was a bunch of bs anyway. "So, are you going to go back?" I asked, leaning forward and taking the book from his hands. Stefan frowned, folding his arms.

"Maybe just for a little while after the holidays."

"The holidays?" I asked, confused wasn't it only October. It was getting cooler though it wasn't December, then again, that would explain all of the colorful lights and all of the trees.

"Yeah, Damon, didn't you know that Christmas is two months away."

I closed my eyes, "How did you not know that?" Stefan said, folding his arms and coming to sit beside me. I sighed, putting my head in my hands.

"There's just been so much happening with us going away, Luna, Elijah, and Kol."

Stefan nodded understandingly, putting his hand on my shoulder before standing up and turning to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?" Stefan smiled.

"I'm just going to check in on a friend."

I nodded and got out my phone. It was almost time for Cami's first break at the bar, and I would always go up there until her next shift. She never asked me to do this, but I just felt better knowing that if anything happened, I would be right there.

I had asked her to quit her job because what was the point, I have enough money to do basically, whatever the hell I wanted. But she insisted she claimed it gave her something to do, serving drinks. But then again, I could maybe understand where she was coming from. I mean hanging out with a bunch of vampires, witches, and werewolves all day must be a lot to deal with it. I was used to it, mainly because I was one of them myself. Maybe she just needed something more normal in her life. Of course, having a vampire boyfriend might not exactly be helping her case either. We've had many conversations about it. She said that it was fine, that she didn't mind me being a vampire. I shuddered when I was talking to Josh the other day. He had compared Cami and me to Edward and Bella from twilight.

I had gotten a bad taste in my mouth, remembering the time when Caroline forced me to read the series. It wasn't that the books weren't good, they were decent. It's just me and Edward are very different, just like Cami and Bella. The only thing me and Edward had in common is that we are both vampires. Bella and Cami are two completely different people. Bella is shy and introverted, just to name a few. Cami isn't shy and is not afraid to express her feelings, ideas, and opinions.

I shrugged on my leather jack and put all of the books up. Leaving the room to go to the bar Rousseau's.

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Luna Pov

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I stretched out my arm and opened my eyes. I frowned, it was cold, and that only meant one thing.

I was alone, and Klaus was gone.

I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair, and closing my eyes. Trying to wrap my head around what he had said last night. He had said that he loved me. But that could mean so many things. I loved Kol, but it wasn't in any way romantic.

"What are you thinking about?" I jumped and turned around. "Stefan, you almost gave me a heart attack."

"Sorry, I just came to see you," said Stefan with a slight frown on his face. He turned to leave, but I jumped off of the bed and got in front of him. My leg and hip still sore, but it was almost healed.

"Wait, Stefan, I'm sorry I was just thinking, and I've been so jumpy lately. You know, with someone trying to kill me." He nodded, and he led to the balcony in my room.

"So, what were you thinking about?"

I sighed, taking a deep breath of cold air into my lungs. I shivered, feeling cold.

"Are you cold?" Stefan asked, putting his hand on my back. I nodded and smiled, thankful when I felt his warm jacket around my shoulders. I cleared my throat.

"Thank you, Stefan."

"Can I trust you?" I asked, and he led me to the chair swing. "Yeah sure, is this about Klaus?"

"How did you know?"

Stefan leaned back with a slight smile on his face.

"I don't know, maybe the fact that you had your hand stretched out across your bed. And I did see him leave your room."

"Well, that explains why I was so cold," I said mostly to myself.

"What do you mean that explains why you were so cold?" Stefan asked, with a confused look on his face. I closed my eyes, thinking of a way to word this. Hopefully, Stefan wouldn't take it the wrong way, but then again, he wasn't like everyone else. I exhaled right before looking at Stefan.

"When I sleep with him. And by sleep with him, I mean fully clothed, just sleeping. He always puts his arm around me, not that I'm objecting or anything like that, but I feel warm. Not just on the outside but on the inside, there's just this warmness in my chest. A glowing feeling. I don't know, it'scomplicated." I said, absently touching my chest. Remembering the melting feeling I had felt when he told me he loved me.

"You've got it bad."

"What do you mean I've got it bad."

Stefan chuckled, and I raised my eyebrows. "Luna, can I ask you something?"

I nodded, trying to guess what he was going to ask. "Yeah, sure," Stefan sighed, turning to face me.

"How do you feel about Klaus? Just be completely honest. I swear I won't say a word..."

A sick feeling surged up inside me, and I could hear whispering. Oh no, not again...

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Stefan Pov

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"Luna?"

"Luna?" I called worriedly. She had slumped forward she almost looked asleep. I got up and kneeled in front of her, I checked her pulse relieved that she was still breathing, and her heart was still beating. She then gasped and stood up looking like she had just seen a ghost.

"Luna, are you alright?" I asked, brushing back her long dark curly hair from her suddenly pale face.

"Yeah, I uh, I think I just found out a way to wake up Elijah." She then got up but lost her balance. I caught her, but just barely.

"Luna, I think you need to go lay down."

She scoffed, "Stefan, I need to go find Klaus. I know how to wake up Elijah."

Blood was dripping down her nose and ears. "Luna, you're bleeding."

That was never a good sign. "Stefan, what are you talking about?" Luna asked perplexed.

I sighed, reaching out to touch under her nose. I showed her the blood on my fingertips. Her mouth made a small "o" shape, and she didn't say anything for a moment. I wondered if she was going to faint again.

"Don't tell Klaus," said Luna growing paler as the seconds passed. She started to walk away, but I followed her. "Please, please don't tell him. He's stressed out enough."

"Luna let's talk about this, first something could be wrong-"

Luna sighed, looking frustrated but still pale. "Stefan, nothing's wrong, and there is nothing to talk about. I just need to get to Klaus, so we can go save Elijah. I need to tell him how sorry I am for causing him so much pain."

"Luna, you need to sleep, rest you could get hurt." Luna slowly shook her head, she was now leaning up against me.

"I can't sleep or rest, I need to see Klaus."

I frowned, and she must have seen it, "Please, I can't stand it!"

"Can't stand what?"

"Being away from him. I feel scared, I feel lost, I feel cold," she muttered, not speaking above a whisper.

She had her arm around my neck. Clearly trying to stay awake. She coughed, and I patted her back.

She removed her hand, and it was covered in blood.

"Luna," I worriedly called out, trying to shake her awake.

She mumbled something that sounded a lot like Klaus' name.