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Anyway, this is my first fanfiction that I actually let others read so please be kind, but I do accept constructive criticism quite gladly.
I hope you enjoy the story.
It had been four days since Hayley had seen Elijah and she didn't know if she should be worried or disappointed or pissed so she settled for a combination of all three. So to distract herself from the whole thing she had taken to cleaning the house while listening to loud music.
Suddenly as they music got quiet as the songs switched, she heard something from down stairs. Warily she garbed a fire iron and started to make her way downstairs. As she walked down the stairs, she saw a beautiful blond walk in through the door.
"Who the fuck are you?!" Hayley demanded to know.
"Oh, you must be the maid." The blonde said as she looked at her. "My bags are in the car get them, will you?"
Hayley looked at her unimpressed with a raised eyebrow, "Yeah, not the maid."
"Right. You're that werewolf girl my brother, Klaus, knocked up." The blonde looked her up and down. "I was expecting to see some kind of supernatural, miracle baby bump. "Guess you're not showing yet. It's Hayley, isn't it?"
"And you are?" Hayley asked as she lower the fire iron.
"I'm Rebekah." The blond, now known as Rebekah, said as she looked around. "Where's Elijah?"
"I have no clue." Hayley shrugged and walked down towards Rebekah. "I haven't seen him in four days and I have been shuffling between worried, disappointed and pissed."
"What do you mean 'you don't know'?" Rebekah looked at her with a glare.
"Well, one minute he was talking about protecting me, not that I need protecting but it's the thought that counts, being all poetic about family and stuff and then Klaus told me he bailed, but that didn't feel entirely right but I can't really prov anything." Hayley explained. "Shows me for trusting people, I guess."
"Elijah isn't just any person and he doesn't break promises." Rebekah told her firmly. "Which means Niklaus has done something dastardly and Klaus-like." She raised her voice as she started to walk through the bottom floor of the house. "Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother, you narcissistic, back-stabbing wanker!"
"Enough with the shouting." Klaus said as he opened a pair of doors and entered. "Little sister, I should have known. I assume the six dead vampires were you're doing?"
"They were very rude." Rebekah explained calmly. "Trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the Quarter. So sorry, were they friends of yours? Oh, that's right, you don't have any friends."
"First of; harsh!" Hayley looked at Rebekah and smirked. "Second; nicely done and I like your style."
"You might not be so bad." Rebekah back at Hayley.
Klaus and Rebekah seemed like they were remembering the past, "I remember how the drunken fool of a governor hid away all of our vampire sins in exchange for gold. I remember the lavish parties the governor threw, as if to impress you." Rebekah said with a faraway look. "I remember finding a moment of affection with the governor's son, Emil. And I remember that even Elijah was happy."
Klaus shook his head and said, "Well, he wasn't good enough for you."
"Overprotective." Hayley murmured softly.
"No one was ever good enough for me, Nik, you made sure of that." Rebekah glared. "Now where is Elijah?"
Klaus phone started to buzz, he pulled it out, checked it and stood up and started to walk away.
"Where are you going?" Rebekah wanted to know.
"North pole." Hayley murmured and giggled.
Klaus looked at her with a raised eyebrow and a smile before he turned towards Rebekah again, "It appears the night is not quite over yet. I'm off for another drink with Marcel."
"Elijah told me about your plan to take apart Marcel's empire piece by piece." Rebekah sneered. "I don't remember it involving you two drinking New Orleans dry together."
"I know you don't have many friends, Rebekah, but what some friends do when they get together is they drink. And when they drink, they tell secrets." Klaus told Rebekah.
"And that is why I shouldn't drink but some how do anyway." Hayley murmured then when she felt eyes on her she looked at Klaus, "Sorry."
"Marcel has somehow found a way to control the entirety of witches in the Quarter and I aim to uncover the 'how' so I might take it for myself. Finding Elijah didn't make my to-do list today." Klaus turned around and walked towards the door, but pauses before he left. "Oh, and welcome home, little sister."
"Hayley, you and I are going to search through this entire house, inch by inch, until we find what my evil brother has done to my good one." Rebekah declared as she stared to lead Hayley up the spiral staircase. "The governor had a lot of secret rooms. I'll show you his favorite."
Rebekah led her to a dusty cellar room filled with cobwebs and some coffins. "You think Klaus killed him?"
"We can't be killed, silly girl." Rebekah smirked but then she sighed. "That doesn't stop Klaus from finding ways to torture us. He has a set of mystical sliver daggers. One in the heart sends us into a deep slumber. Klaus gets his jollies from keeping us in a box, until he decides to pull the dagger out."
"Huh." Hayley huffed, not knowing what else to say.
"That must be what he's done to Elijah." Rebekah continued, then she gestured to a coffin. "That one's mine."
"He keeps your coffin on standby?" Hayley asked incredulously.
"He likes to be prepared for when his family members inevitably disappoint him." Rebekah gave a bitter smile. "Elijah's isn't here – he must've stashed him elsewhere."
"Is it because you disappoint him or is it because he is scared that you'll leave him?" Hayley asked slowly.
"Welcome to the family, love." Rebekah looked at her. "You should've run the second you realized Elijah was gone."
"I can't. the witches put some sort of hex on me, as long as I'm carrying this baby, I can't leave New Orleans and if I do they'll kill me." Hayley shrugged. "And even if I could leave, I wouldn't. Klaus has every right to get to know his child and I will let him, the only reason he I would keep him and the child apart would be if he straight up told me that he didn't want anything to do with the child."
"Well, knowing Klaus, he's planning a box for you the second you give birth to whatever's cooking in your tum." Rebekah looked at Hayley. "I'm leaving as soon as I find Elijah. Being daggered in a box for decades sucks, trust me. You'd best find a way to break that hex and run."
Hayley watched Rebekah leave to continue her search for her brother. She placed a hand on her stomach and slowly walked after Rebekah, she would never keep a child from their father even if said father was a tiny bit crazy.
OGOGOGO
Klaus walked into a bar to see Marcel sitting there, drinking and observing a blond woman.
"Well, this is a far cry from last night's party." Klaus said as he sat down by Marcel. He looked to were Marcel was staring and smirked. "Ah, in pursuit of the bartender from 'Rousseau's', I see."
"She's a work in progress." Marcel admitted with a half-smile.
"And yet here you are, pining over her when you should be eating her for lunch." Klaus smirked. "Oh, she must be special."
"Don't you have anyone in your life that just have that little extra?" Marcel leaned back with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't have time for that sort of thing." Klaus shrugged even as a picture of a smiling Hayley flashed through his mind.
"You're right, business first." Marcel nodded and turned serious. "The coroner called; he's got my number in case any dead tourists turn up."
"Let me guess – dead tourists with a stamp on their hand and vampire blood in their veins?" Klaus asked with a head tilt.
"It happens." Marcel shrugged. "Someone takes a drunken tumble of a balcony, or into the Mississippi… And today I got two of them to deal with."
"How exiting." Klaus laughed. Then he saw the woman that Marcel had been… observing, get up he intercepted her. "Excuse me, love, what's that you're studying?"
"Abnormal psychology." Cami answered.
"Abnormal psychology, well, perhaps you could help me diagnose my friend over here." Klaus gestured towards Marcel. "He's been a little depressed, can't keep his mind of a girl. He tells me she's a queen, fit for a king. I think he should cut his losses and move on. What's your professional opinion?"
Cami turned towards Marcel, "Be a nice guy and maybe the opportunity will present itself some day."
"How about tonight, nine o'clock." Marcel smiled charmingly at her. "I'll meet you right here?"
"I'll take it under consideration." Cami said and walked away.
"Mm, harsh." Marcel muttered.
"I daresay I've lost my touch." Klaus sat down again. "Or you've lost yours."
The two smiled at each other and sipped their drinks.
OGOGOGO
Hayley walked around the Quarter carrying some shopping bags. She didn't really have any clothes and she refused to wear most of Hayley's clothes, they were not really her style, so here she was, on her way back to the plantation after a productive shopping spree.
"Oh my, I'm so sorry." Hayley said as she walked into a woman that was closing an occult-shop.
"No problem." The woman murmured as she looked back at Hayley with a calculating look in her eyes.
"Oh by the way, do you sell dream catchers?" Hayley asked with a smile.
"Yeah, we do." The woman nodded.
"Great, I'll come back sometime in the next few days." Hayley informed her and as Hayley walked away, she didn't see the look the woman was sending her.
She was planning on how to make her protection vial things as she walked. She had already bought small glass vials and several herbs to fill them with. Anise: protection against the evil eye and bad dreams, Basil: protection against spirits and evil, Black Pepper: Against negativity, evil and jealousy, Dill: Against dark forces, Fennel: Against evil, curses and problems and finally Salt: to protect against basically everything.
Hayley didn't know if this worked or not but it wouldn't hurt to try, right? She rather be over prepared than get caught with her pants down. She was not going to let some pompous, arrogant witches scare her and make her cover for her life, she was fighting back and when the spell connecting her to that bitchy witch, she was going to enjoy killing her for threatening her baby!
When she got 'home' she placed the herbs and vials in the kitchen and brought the rest of her bags to the room she had claimed as her own. Hayley looked through her bags so she could change out of the clothes she wasn't really comfortable wearing and into something she actually liked. She finally settled on a white and brown corset, black skinny jeans, black heels and a white leather jacket.
Hayley knew she wouldn't be able to wear these sorts of clothes for long but she was going to wear it until the baby bump starts showing. She finished changing and walked down to the kitchen to start filling her vials with the herbs and stuff.
She didn't know if she was alone in the house but she didn't care as she started on of her playlists on her phone and danced along as best she could while doing her best not to spread herbs all around the kitchen.
After around an hour Hayley started to feel a bit… claustrophobic wasn't the right word but whatever. So, she decided to explore the city she was in even though Klaus had told her to stay put. Who did he think he was, anyway? The Queen of England?
Hayley chuckled to herself at the picture of Klaus in a red, 1700s dress flashed through her mind. Then she choked on her spit as that brought back Hayley's memories of the night she spent with Klaus.
"Such a controlling man should not be allowed to look that good naked." Hayley murmured to herself as she stuck a stake in an inner pocket of her leather jacket and walked out of the house… mansion… thing. Now that she thought about it, the whole freaking Original family, at least the three she's met, were ridiculously good looking. It wasn't fair!
OGOGOGO
After compelling Josh to be his inside man, Klaus had made his way to a bar in the Quarter to plan and drink, sadly only one of those things happened. The bourbon was good, not the best he'd ever had, but acceptable. The planning on the other hand didn't work out because his thoughts were over run by a beautiful wolf that was allegedly carrying his child.
Hayley was not what he expected and he liked her fire and sassy attitude and from what he had seen since they had been living together, she didn't take shit from anyone.
Klaus was knocked out of his thoughts by Marcel sitting down beside him at the bar. He looked up and smirked at the look on Marcel's face, "I know that face – woman trouble."
"You're a dick, you know that?" Marcel huffed. "Why didn't you tell me your sister's back in town?"
"Well, what would have been the fun in that?" Klaus chuckled. "I thought it would be more amusing for you to find out for yourself."
"Is there anything else that I need to know?" Marcel looked at Klaus.
"Other than that, she's grown considerably more over the last century?" Klaus hummed. "Not really no."
"So, it wasn't her that killed my guys?" Marcel asked skeptically.
"Where there high school quarterbacks in the bar?" Klaus asked and when Marcel shook his head he continued. "Then I doubt she be interested."
Before Marcel could answer his phone rang, "Yeah?"
"Just got a tip – someone saw a werewolf in Bienville Park." The caller said quickly.
"Get a couple of night-walkers to run it down." Marcel ordered. "Bring me back its head."
"Well, I guess that solves the mystery of the murdered riffraff." Klaus spoke up after Marcel had ended the call. "At least my sister's in the clear."
"About that. I do not have time for Mikaelson family drama." Marcel said as he stood up and started to leave. "You're my guest – keep your sister in line."
"I'd have a greater chance of draining the Mississippi with a straw!" Klaus called after him with a smirk.
As Marcel had left Klaus thoughts turned back to Hayley and hoped that it wasn't her that had been the werewolf sighted, that would just ruin his good mood.
OGOGOGO
Hayley walked slowly through Bienville Park. New Orleans was truly an amazing city and she sort of regretted not coming here in her last life. Wonder if it had been created and built up by vampires in her last life to? That would have been really cool!
"Dumb move, coming into the Quarter." A vampire was suddenly standing in her way. "You're coming with me, wolf."
"I have had it with people telling me what to do!" Hayley sneered. "So get out of my way and you won't get hurt."
"You are only dangerous to us on a full moon." The vampire laughed mockingly.
"With an IQ that low I think that who ever you work for will be grateful that I got rid of you for them." Hayley chuckled darkly and then, quicker than the vampire expected, she showed the stake that she had in her jacket into his chest, straight through his heart.
Hayley dusted the imaginary dirt from her hands and turned to leave when two more vampires where in her path. "Seriously? Can't you people just leave me the fuck alone?!"
"Now, that is no way to treat a pregnant lady." Rebekah spoke up from behind the vampires and quickly ripped the heart out of one and broke the others neck. "I do so hate bad manners."
"That was pretty badass." Hayley chuckled.
"Thank you." Rebekah tossed her blond hair over her shoulder, then she gestured to the vampire Hayley had staked. "Not bad."
"I try." Hayley smirked and together with her arm through Rebekah's they make their way back home, just looking like two young women that had been out on the town.
An hour later Hayley stands on the porch and watched as Klaus throws the final body onto a small pile in the front yard all the while he's berating Rebekah and Hayley.
"This is why I told you to never leave the house. Werewolves are banned in the Quarter!" Klaus growled at Hayley while she looked at him coolly. "I had a plan and your little nighttime stroll put it all in peril!"
"You listen to me Niklaus Mikaelson and you listen well!" Hayley walked over to him all the while glaring angerly. "I am not a pet or a slave you can order around. If I want to take a walk through the Quarter then I'll take a walk through the Quarter, understood?!"
"Don't test me, little wolf." Klaus growled at her as he got right up in her face.
One small part of her wanted to back down in front of this Alpha but a bigger part protested the thought of submitting to an Alpha who had not proven themselves. Somehow Hayley knew that she was a female Alpha and the only one she would willingly bow down to would be an Alpha that had proven, without a doubt, that they were stronger than her.
"No, you should not test me, little hybrid." Hayley growled back. "I can make your life a living hell if I so choose, remember that."
Klaus felt heat pool in his lower stomach, no one had challenged him so fearlessly before, not even Caroline, and it made him want to take her until she screamed in pleasure. He was knocked out of his thoughts when he saw Rebekah starting to walk towards the pile of bodies – seemed like one was still alive.
"Leave him!" Klaus ordered. "You've done enough, don't you think? Leaving a trail of bodies like a road map to my door?"
"If I hadn't overheard this lot bragging about werewolf heads, everyone here would be screwed." Rebekah complained loudly. "And while I was pleasantly surprised by how well Hayley staked one of the vampires, she would have been killed by the other two!"
"No faith!" Hayley felt a little offended.
"And don't give me that crap about having a plan." Rebekah ignored Hayley. "You've had all the time in the world to execute a plan and no one's seen you do a damn thing! Elijah made a deal to protect your child, so that it could save you from your selfish, rotten self."
"Rebekah!" Hayley called out. "That is just needlessly cruel."
"But you obviously don't give a damn about the child or Elijah, because what have you done to honor it?" Rebekah plowed on, paying no attention to Hayley's reprimand.
"I have done everything. Let me spell it out for you, shall I?" Klaus glared at his sister even as he felt a warmth fill his chest at Hayley defending him. "From the day I arrived, Marcel hasn't trusted me. From day one, he's had his vampire ingest toxic vervain which, as you know little sister, protects them from my compulsions."
Klaus proceeded to tell them about Tian and Josh. How he killed them and then how he had compelled Josh before Marcel could make him drink vervain.
"And this one…" Klaus grabbed the vampire that was still alive from the body pile. "…I'm going to drain of vervain, compel him to believe his mates found religion and moved to Utah, so that he can explain to Marcel why he lost three more vampires tonight."
As Klaus dragged the vampire into the house, Hayley and Rebekah followed him inside. "Does anyone have any more questions?"
"Yeah." Hayley piped up. "Can I help?"
"Help with what?" Klaus looked slightly confused.
"Drain him of vervain?" Hayley gestured to the vampire in Klaus's grip. "I mean, he did try to kidnap and/or kill me so…"
"We shall see." Klaus muttered but inside he felt impressed. "What where you doing in the bloody French Quarter in the first place?"
"I was starting to feel claustrophobic, sort of, so I just wanted to get out for a while." Hayley explained. "And I needed to show off my new outfit anyway."
"It's a good outfit." Klaus raked his eyes up and down Hayley's body appreciatively.
"Thank you." Hayley beamed and then she laughed. "I'll have to use the corsets I bought before I get a baby bump."
"Is a walk the only thing you were doing?" Klaus demanded to know, trying to ignore the way his stomach fluttered as Hayley smiled like that at him.
"What else would I have been doing?" Hayley asked. "Skinny dipping?"
"It's okay to worry and care. It's okay to want something." Rebekah reassured her older brother. "That's all Elijah was trying to do, all he's ever wanted for you. All we've ever wanted."
Klaus slowly backed up to sit down on the stairs, reeling from being confronted with his feelings. He quietly said, "I gave Elijah to Marcel."
"What?!" Rebekah exclaimed.
"Marcel was nervous. It's bad enough one Original returned to town, but two?" Klaus tried to explain. "His crew was getting antsy. He wanted Elijah gone, so… I gave him a peace offering."
"You bartered our brother?" Rebekah screeched.
"Rebekah, shut up!" Hayley ordered loudly, then she turned to Klaus and asked softly, "Why did you barter you brother?"
"I have a plan. Gain Marcel's trust, dismantle his empire, honor Elijah's wish that that baby be born." Klaus hurried to explain, grateful that Hayley gave him a chance and then he turned to Rebekah. "I am executing that plan the only way I know how. If you don't like it, there's the door. See if I care."
Klaus stood up and started to leave after he gave a grateful nod at Hayley, while Rebekah leaned back with a sigh.
Around two and a half hours later, Hayley walked out on the back porch to see Rebekah sitting there looking up at the sky.
"I know you don't know me very well, or at all." Hayley muttered the last part. "But are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Rebekah muttered as she looked up at the stars. "I'm just so tired of Klaus killing or threatening my boyfriends away from me."
"You're his little sister." Hayley chuckled softly. "In his eyes, no one will ever be worthy of being with you. That and he seems a bit overprotective in some instances."
"But that doesn't mean he has to scare them away!" Rebekah looked annoyed.
"That is not all on Klaus though." Hayley told her. "One day you'll meet someone that will love you whole heartedly and will choose you over everything. The person will love you so much that they won't let Klaus scare them away and they will fight to stay by your side even if your brother threatens to kill them."
"You really think I will meet someone like that?" Rebekah asked hopefully.
"Yes, I do." Hayley stated strongly. "And when you do meet that person, the time you have waited and all the heart break will be worth it."
"Thank you." Rebekah murmured.
"By the way, if you know Marcel has Elijah, why don't you just get him back yourself?" Hayley wondered.
"Because, if I cross my brother, there's still a coffin downstairs with my name on it." Rebekah explained.
"Are you really going to let that stop you?" Hayley raised her eyebrow, keeping the find of the daggers to herself. "And even if he does dagger you, I promise to undagger you."
"You would do that?" Rebekah looked at her. "You would risk angering Klaus to undagger me?"
"Absolutely." Hayley smiled. "What are friends for?"
OGOGOGO
Klaus walked into the room that Hayley had calmied as her own and saw her sleeping peacefully on the bed. She was a sight to see, the morning light dancing along the soft planes of her skin, her hair spread out around her and breathing calmly.
He had always thought that what he felt around Caroline was something long and lasting, but standing here, looking at the young woman on the bed, Klaus felt like that might change. He turned and looked at a paper laying on the table.
Klaus picked it up to look at it closer and smiled when he saw that it was rough pencil sketch of the left side of his face.
"Good morning." Came Hayley's sleep addled voice form the bed.
"Good morning, little wolf." Klaus said as he turned back towards her. "Did you sleep well?"
"I did." Hayley smiled as she sat up. "This house is like a sauna and I love it."
"You like the heat then?" Klaus asked, wanting to know more about her.
"That's an understatement." Hayley laughed. "I absolutely hate being cold and I thought about moving to Hawaii but I wanted to find my family first."
"I've actually never been to Hawaii." Klaus admitted. "Been almost everywhere else, but not there."
"Maybe we could take the baby there for a vacation sometime?" Hayley asked hopefully.
"Sounds like a plan." Klaus nodded at her, then he held up her sketch. "This is pretty good."
"Oh, you saw that." Hayley blushed and rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment. "You don't have to lie, you know?"
"I'm not lying." Klaus denied and he wasn't. "This is pretty good."
"Thank you." Hayley smiled and looked at him through her lashes. "I usually do tribal stuff, though."
"Can you show me some of your work?" Klaus asked with a smile, he loved that she was interested in art and drawing.
"I can show you when I'm done with the piece I'm doing, if you want?" Hayley offered hesitantly.
"I'm looking forward to it." Klaus nodded at her.
"No one had ever really been interested in my drawings before. My adoptive father used to burn them and slap me around some for doing something so 'useless'. That was of course until they threw me out at fifteen." Hayley admitted, but mumbled the last part quietly, forgetting that Klaus could hear her.
"Where did you go?" Klaus asked as he sat down on the bed beside her. When she looked confused, he added, "When they threw you out."
"Right, vampire, you could hear me even if I mumbled." Hayley huffed softly. "And to answer your question; I lived on the streets until I was nineteen and got a job."
"I'm sorry." Klaus murmured.
"I'm not, not really." Hayley told him. "Living on the streets taught me how to defend myself, fight dirty and be happy for what I've got. And if push come to shove? There is nothing in this world I wouldn't do to protect this baby."
"I'm beginning to think we are a lot alike, you and I." Klaus chuckled. "We're both castoffs who learned to fight when we're backed into a corner."
"Well, we're backed into a corner now." Hayley pointed out.
"Ah, that we are." Klaus placed a gentle hand on her cheek as he stood up infornt of her. "It's time to fight, little wolf."
"Bring it." Hayley smirked making Klaus chuckled, then she frowned. "This whole thing with Marcel – the deal you have with the witches, trying to take him down, take what's his – Rebekah told me that you two once loved each other like family. What happened?"
"I made Marcel everything that he is. I treated him like a son. And when my father chased me and my family from New Orleans a hundred years ago, we believed Marcel was killed – we each mourned him, in our own way." Klaus explained quietly. "Yet, when I returned, I found not only had he survived, he had thrived. Instead of seeking us out, instead of sticking together as one, he made a choice to take everything my family had built and make it his own."
"Bastard." Hayley muttered darkly and she saw Klaus' lip twitch a little.
"Now, he's living in our home, he is sleeping in our beds. That 'M' he stamps everywhere… it's not for 'Marcel'. It's for 'Mikaelson'." Klaus said darkly. "I want it all back, and if I have to push him out to get it, then that's exactly what I'll do."
"And I will help you in any way that I can." Hayley promised somnolently. "No one deserves to have the person they raised and treated like their own child, take their home from them."
"Thank you, little wolf." Klaus muttered and hugged her quickly before he walked out the door.
As he walked downstairs, he met Rebekah as she entered the front door.
"You were right." Rebekah said as soon as she saw him. The girl, Cami, she's the key. Marcel likes her and because of that I got to see the secret weapon of his that you've been going on about."
"Well, dear sister, good work." Klaus said and he could se the shock and happiness flash through Rebekah's eyes. "Do tell, what is it?"
"It's not a 'what', it's a 'who'. A girl. Davina." Rebekah explained. "She can't be more than sixteen and I have never felt power like that."
"A witch." Klaus hummed, he hated most witches but he also respected their power and what they could do for him.
"She's not just any witch, she's something I've never seenbefore, something beyond powerful and now she has Elijah." Rebekah looked worried for their brother. "Who knows what she could do to him."
"Where is she?" Klaus asked, also worried but not going to admit it. He had regretted giving Elijah over to Marcel as soon as he had done it.
Rebekah stood still and stared at a wall as she tried to recall where Elijah was being kept. "That clever bitch. I don't know."
"What's wrong?" Klaus placed a hand on Rebekah's shoulder.
"She wiped my memory of the location." Rebekah looked up at Klaus with angry, scared eyes. "Marcel possesses a weapon bigger and more powerful than an Original and you handed over our brother to him!"
"Dear sister…" Klaus tried to say but Rebekah interrupted him.
"How many times will Elijah forgive you?" Rebekah asked with a glare. "How long until his hope for your redemption finally dies?"
"I will get him back!" Klaus said loudly. "I will do whatever it takes."
"Whatever it takes?" Rebekah looked at him seriously.
"Whatever it takes." Klaus promised and he meant it with his whole being.
During the last few days, he had found that Elijah might be on to something when he said that 'Family is Power'. Klaus had noticed himself feeling stronger and more confident in his decisions and in himself ever since Hayley and Rebekah had moved into the mansion and trusted him, somewhat at least, to make the plans for the future.
A/N: I hope you liked it.
As it looks like now this story will be a Klaus/Hayley/Elijah story but nothing is set in stone yet.
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