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Hayley packed away the journals she had found in a new box. When she had first found the old, mold covered box, she thought the books contained within it were the journals of the governor that lived here in the 1700s and she thought it would be an interesting read. But when she had opened on and seen that it was Elijah's she had quickly closed it and had walked away to find another box.
She refused to be so unsensitive as to read Elijah's journal and breach his privacy in such a way. If he wanted her to know something, he would tell her, until then she would put the journals in a new box and place it in a safer place. It was one thing to read a dead persons journal, but to read someone a journal to belonged to someone living was wrong in so many ways. When she had transferred all the journals into a new box she had no clue as to where to put it, so for now it ended up underneath her bed.
Hayley made her way downstairs after putting away the box and met Klaus and Rebekah in the foyer.
"I cannot believe you disposed of those vampires without me." Rebekah pouted at her brother. "You know how I love to set things on fore!"
"Was I supposed to leave them in the front yard to rot? Besides, they were my responsibility." Klaus smirked. "They attacked the helpless pregnant girl who's carrying my child!"
"Hey!" Hayley called out as she walked down the last of the steps, her bare feet not making a lot of sound. "You take that back!"
"Take what back?" Klaus asked even as he looked her up and down. She was wearing a short summer dress that showed of her long legs, some of her midriff and the smooth curve of her back.
"I am not helpless!" Hayley pointed a stern finger at him. "I know several different styles of self-defense and I never fight fair."
"Of course, little wolf." Klaus hummed with a smirk.
"Are you mocking me?" Hayley looked suspiciously at him.
"I would never." Klaus didn't lose the smirk on his face.
"Well, I'm glad that you feel some fatherly duties towards the werewolf carrying your bun in her oven." Rebekah chuckled.
"It's not a bun in an oven yet, more like a pea in a microwave." Hayley said, making Klaus snort. "And anyway, the werewolf would like to know what the plan is."
"Well, that depends on what plan you mean, love." Klaus turned to her. "My plan for global domination or Rebekah's plan to find love in a cruel, cruel world?"
Rebekah picked up a pencil and threw it at Klaus who easily caught it before it could embed itself in his face.
"While planning world domination sounds fun and trust me, it actually does." Hayley chuckled. "I meant the plan to rescue Elijah, you know the brother you stabbed in the back."
"In the front, if we're being specific." Klaus chuckled deeply.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my bad." Hayley sassed with a teasing smile. "The brother you stabbed in the front."
"I forgive you, little wolf." Klaus laughed.
"Why that is most kind of you." Hayley giggled a little but quickly stopped, since when does she giggle? She cleared her throat. "Back to the point at hand; How do we get your brother back from your mortal enemy?"
"Well, firstly, Marcel is not may mortal enemy – he's my friend. Albeit one who is unaware that I'm trying to sabotage his hold over the supernatural community of the French Quarter, but a friend none the less." Klaus smirked devilishly. "And secondly, I gave Elijah to Marcel to gain his trust. If I had known he would place my brother in the hands of a particularly nasty teenage witch, o certainly wouldn't have done it. And thirdly –" Klaus turned towards Rebekah and gestured for her to speak. " – sister, please."
"And thirdly, the plan, which you've asked for, is for Niklaus to simply ask Marcel for Elijah back." Rebekah spoke up.
"Ah." Hayley said, then she turned pleading eyes towards Klaus. "Please tell me you have a Plan B?"
"Of course, I have a Plan B, love." Klaus looked at her.
"And what is Plan B?" Hayley wondered.
"War." Klaus smile was nothing less than diabolical.
"Sounds fun." Hayley laughed and turned to look out the window, missing the appreciative eyes Klaus was sending her.
OGOGOGO
As Klaus walked to the Mikaelson home which Marcel had taken over, he let his thoughts wander and somehow, they all seemed to go towards a certain pregnant she-wolf. Hayley was gorgeous, he had known that as he slept with her, but he hadn't known what a delight she could be.
She was sassy, fun, vicious, fiery and mischievous, he hadn't genuinely smiled as much as he had in the last few weeks since he had been human. One thing that made heat pool in his stomach and fangs itch was the way she stood up to him, like she wanted him to prove himself and that was a turn on.
Not even sweet Caroline had been so fearless in his presence. While Caroline had spent time with him, she had always smelled of fear and Klaus knew that most of the times she did spend with him, it was because her friends needed him distracted.
The more he thought about it the more he came to dislike Caroline in comparison to Hayley. Caroline distrusted him at every turn, used him just to get something, be it a cure for werewolf venom or something else, she didn't like him for him and tried to change him and was disgusted by the things he had done and kept doing.
Hayley on the other hand seemed to trust him to know what he was doing, hadn't asked him for anything except food for the house, laughed at his jokes, she even asked if she could help drain a vampire of vervain and that just proved that she didn't want him to change, she accepted him just the way he was.
Klaus was knocked out of his thoughts as he arrived at the compound by Thierry's voice.
"Look, I know you and Klaus are friends, but the fact is, since the Originals showed up…" Thierry was saying and Klaus smirked and decided to interrupt.
"Oh, come now, Thierry." Klaus walked into the room to see Marcel being fitted for a suit. "You're not still upset about that little, toxic werewolf bite I gave you, are you? I thought we were at bygones."
"I see you've given him free rein of your compound now, too." Thierry turned to Marcel in annoyance.
"Yes. Well, seeing as my family and I lived here…" Klaus glared slightly at Thierry. "…built the place, in fact…"
"All right. Come on. You both know the drill." Marcel interrupted them. "Thierry's my guy, inner circle. Klaus is my old-time friend and sire."
Klaus wanted to laugh, 'old-time friend' and 'sire' indeed, you would think Marcel would have a little more loyalty to the man who saved him and raised him like he was his own child.
"He's also a guest here. Peace, all right? All right." Marcel turned towards Klaus. "What you need, my brother?"
"I'm afraid my sister, Rebekah, is insisting I demand Elijah back." Klaus pretended to sigh and be apologetic. "She's quite worked up about it."
"I'll say." Marcel chuckled.
"We're not gonna have three Originals walking around town, are we?" Thierry scoffed. "Half our guys think the sister killed the nightwalkers."
"Are you throwing accusations at my sister?" Klaus whole demeanor turned cold.
"Eh." Thierry gave a 'if the shoe fits' sort of shrug.
Klaus feels anger rise in his chest and made a move as if to storm over to Thierry, who looked ready for a confrontation, but Marcel intervenes before they can get violent.
"What did I say about peace?" Marcel looked at Thierry before he turned to Klaus. "Come on, walk with me."
Klaus smirked smugly at Thierry as Marcel steered him out of the room and onto the balcony overlooking the courtyard. Unamused Klaus looked at Marcel, "Your inner circle man lacks a sense of humor."
"He's a little overprotective, but loyal to a fault. I saved his life back in the '40s, found him dying of a war wound outside a VA-hospital. He'd kill for me and die for me." Marcel bragged and all Klaus could think about was that once upon a time he had thought the same of Marcel. "Plus, that boy can play the trumpet like you wouldn't believe. Maybe I'll see if he can play a little tonight at the party. You're coming, right?"
"How can I miss my chance to meet the city councilman as he accepts your gigantic charitable donation?" Klaus smirked.
"Oh, he's a schmuck, but he lets us do our thing in exchange for certain community services, like keeping our fangs out of the locals." Marcel laughed then he hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Listen, about your brother… I would love to help you out, but Thierry is right. My guys are on edge. They see the Original family moving in, vampires dying? It makes them nervous. If I hand Elijah back now, it might give the wrong impression about who's really in charge here. You know what I mean?"
Klaus wanted to snarl at him that they should be nervous and very, very afraid, but instead he gave a fake smile and said. "You understand – I had to ask."
An hour later, Klaus walked down the step into the cellar of the mansion as his phone started to ring.
"Niklaus, for the love of Mary Magdalene, how long does it take to ask a simple question?" Rebekah asked as soon as Klaus answered the phone.
"Much longer than you'd think, considering the answer was, as expected, 'no'." Klaus told her. "Marcel's man, Thierry, is suspicious. He thinks you killed ten nightwalkers."
"Well, that's a lie! I only killed eight." Rebekah huffed in mock offence, then she turned hopeful. "Should I make Thierry the ninth?"
"As much as I wish we could, Marcel is being friendly." Klaus muttered regretfully. "We can't kill the favorite son or hell catch on to us."
"So, war it is, then?" Rebekah hummed.
"Indeed." Klaus smirked. "Do you know what to do with the witch?"
"I believe I do." Rebekah smiled deviously.
"Good, you manage Sophie Devereaux." Klaus instructed. "I'll take care of the next step."
Klaus hung up the phone and turned to Josh who had been minding Klaus' vampire hostage. "I ordered you to drain him of blood, what is taking so long?"
"Sorry." Josh sounded anxious. "I'm not, like, medieval-torture-expert-guy."
"Klaus sighed and grabbed the pitchfork from Josh and impaled the vampire hostage with it.
"What did he do to you anyway?" Josh asked confused.
"It's not about what he did. It's about what he's going to do when we're done here, which is whatever I want him to, just like you. For example… " Klaus turned and looked Josh straight in the eyes and compelled him. "Drive this through his torso."
Klaus handed the pitchfork he had just pulled from the vampire to Josh, who immediately complied with the compulsion even as he looked horrified as he did so.
"That is crazy." Josh looked a little freaked out. "I didn't want to do it, but I did it anyway."
"It's called mind compulsion." Klaus explained. "Vampires can compel humans. Originals, like my siblings and I, can compel vampires and no one can compel Originals. You following?"
"Yeah." Josh nodded, looking frightened.
"Good. That is how a brand-new nightwalker such as yourself is here doing my bidding with no one the wiser." Klaus smirked.
"But I never had my guts drained out of me." Josh said in confusion.
"That, young Joshua, is because I got to you before you had even a drop of herbal vervain in your system. You see, it prevents compulsion." Klaus told him slowly. "Marcel has had his whole crew taking it since I returned to town and that is why our friends here needs to be bled dray of it, so I can compel him to follow my every command. And with my brother currently in captivity awaiting rescue, we can't afford to be gentle about it, can we?"
Klaus took the pitchfork back and ran it through the captive vampire's abdomen before twisting it around roughly.
"Wouldn't it be easier if you just but in a draining tube in the artery in his neck?" Hayley piped up from the door of the cellar, making Josh jump and Klaus spin around. "Or would the artery in his thigh be better?"
"Hayley?" Klaus asked softly. "What are you doing down here, love?"
"I got bored upstairs and I did ask if I could help drain him off vervain." Hayley smiled at him.
"You actually want to torture someone?" Josh asked shocked. "I'm Josh, by the way."
"Well, Josh, when someone comes after me and puts my baby in danger, I tend to get a little pissy." Hayley hummed with a bright smile as she took the pitchfork from Klaus and pulled it out of the vampire. Then she shoved it two of the fork things into his side only to wrench it out to the side, taking a whole chunk off vampire with it. "Torture is good anger management."
Klaus looked on with heated eyes as Hayley did the same thing again on the vampire's other side and had to shift a little as he felt his pants become tighter. She was magnificent and strong, Perfect mate a voice whispered in the back of his mind.
"Thanks for letting me play." Hayley smiled brightly as she handed the pitchfork to Klaus and kissed him on the cheek.
"Anytime, little wolf." Klaus murmured softly.
"Be quick about it." Klaus handed the pitchfork to Josh as his phone started to ring again. "I have an army to build and one compelled minion does not an army make."
"Have fun, Josh." Hayley called out as she walked out of the cellar with Klaus.
"Well?" Klaus answered the phone and put it on speaker.
"You were right about the traitor. Luckily, she's a kid and she doesn't know anything about us and what we're up to" Rebekah said with huff. "Do you want to hear the part that's going to please you the most?"
"Oh, do tell!" Klaus smiled a slightly evil smile.
"She's in love with someone in Marcel's inner circle. Guess who it is?" Rebekah hummed.
"Right-hand-man type, favors silly caps?" Klaus looked pleased.
"You're smiling like the cat that got the canary." Hayley nudged Klaus shoulder gently with her own, making him wink at her.
"Two points for you." Rebekah chuckled. "Thierry is fraternizing with the enemy."
"Well, that means he just unwittingly became the key to our entire plan." Klaus said, looking happy.
"I told you you'd be pleased." Rebekah had a smile in her voice.
"Oh, to be young and in love in a city where witches and vampires are at war. How very tragic." Klaus laughed with a dark smirk.
"Sounds like Romeo and Juliette." Hayley piped up. "And we all know how that story ended."
"You're not wrong about that." Rebekah laughed and hung up.
"Do you want some lunch?" Hayley asked softly as her and Klaus made it to the kitchen. "I was going to make myself something and, well, I can make enough for you to, if you want?"
"I would be delighted, little wolf." Klaus smiled at her.
"Great!" Hayley beamed and walked over to the fridge. "Do you like omelets?"
"Depends on what's in them." Klaus laughed and watched as Hayley pulled out different stuff from the fridge and the cupboard.
OGOGOGO
Later that day Klaus, Hayley and Rebekah were talking to Sophie Devereaux in the study about doing a locator spell.
"Are you out of your mind?" Sophie gaped at them. "No way!"
"It's very simple," Rebekah said as she looked at Sophie. "We need you to preform a teeny, tiny locator spell to help us find our brother."
Sophie scoffed at her, "Witches who practice magic in this town get caught and then they get killed."
"Yes, about that." Klaus hummed. "It seems you left out a crucial detail when we made our deal. Marcel's secret weapon, the way he knows when a witch is using magic…"
"Girl about yea high, cute as a button, anger issues?" Rebekah gestured.
"Davina?" Sophie asked, shocked. "Where have you seen her?"
"I don't know." Rebekah glared at nothing. "The little brat erased my memory right after she threw me out of a window with her bloody mind!"
"Let me cut to the chase. Davina has Elijah." Klaus spoke up. "You witches, I assume, want to get Davina away from Marcel. We don't know where she is. Ergo, we need magic."
"Davina would sense it." Sophie pointed out.
"Unless, of course, another witch – say, a traitor to the cause, Katie for example – was to perform much more powerful magic at the same time." Rebekah hummed as she looked at Sophie.
"That would create a smokescreen, concealing your very small spell from Davina." Hayley piped up from where she had been sitting quietly in a comfy chair.
"Katie doesn't deserve to die." Sophie protested.
"But apparently me and my baby does." Hayley muttered quietly.
"Sophie Devereaux! You're in no position to be so principle!" Klaus slammed his hands into the table angrily as he stood up. "You can't win a war without a few strategic losses, no matter how regrettable they may be."
Klaus saw Hayley nod in agreement from the corner of his eye and had to fight a smile.
"How many times have the vampires been one step ahead, known something they shouldn't?" Klaus asked slowly. "Your sister, executed in the public square for practicing magic – who knew shed be caught? Did she even attempt to flee?"
Sophie had a look of stunned realization on her face. "…She was caught hiding in a cargo hold of a freighter before to set sail down the Mississippi."
"And who, pray tell, of Marcel's valued inner circle, manages his business at the docks?" Klaus hummed.
"Katie's boyfriend, Thierry." Sophie sighed.
"Oh, really? That is such a surprise." Hayley's words were dripping in sarcasm. "Are you really that naïve or are you just stupid?"
Sophie glared at her and then she smirked. Suddenly Hayley hissed in pain as a long, shallow cut appeared on her thigh.
"Really?" Hayley looked thoroughly unimpressed. "You can't come up with a good comeback so you cut yourself to hurt me? That is frankly pathetic."
Both Rebekah and Klaus turned dark glares at Sophie and Klaus even growled deeply as he clenched his fists to not attack the witch.
"Honestly, Sophie, you bore me." Hayley continued, then she turned and smiled at Rebekah. "How about we go and pick out what your going to wear for tonight?"
"That is a great idea." Rebekah walked over to Hayley with one last glare sent at Sophie.
Klaus watched as Hayley left with his sister, a small smile gracing his lips, that was one hell of a woman. He slowly turned back to Sophie with a cold look in his eyes.
"If you weren't bound to Hayley right now, I would rip your spine out and beat you to death with it." Klaus informed her and walked out of the room.
An hour and a half later Klaus were standing beside Marcel in the courtyard of the compound as they listened to Thierry play the trumpet.
"You're right." Klaus admitted quietly. "He's good."
"Right? Music man, I call him. Ladies love him, but he's spoken for." Marcel told him with a shrug. "He knocks around with this pretty little witch. Says he loves her, but I don't know."
"Your brightest soldier is fraternizing with your enemy and you don't care?" Klaus asked skeptically.
"Well, of course I care, but Thierry is a grown man. He makes his own choices and I get some good intel." Marcel said. "Besides, he's not gonna do anything to jeopardize what we're doing here. I mean, check this out; a vampire hosting a charity event? We have a community here. No one's going to mess that up."
"Still… You don't want the witches to get too bold, given that a witch's tip about a werewolf in town led to the disappearance of your nightwalkers." Klaus said thoughtfully, hiding a smirk as he planted a seed of doubt. "I'm sure you've considered the possibility that it could've been a trap."
"Well, maybe I'll send a little message." Marcel, who looked as though he hadn't considered that possibility, called out to the vampires. "Thierry! Take a team of nightwalkers to the Cauldron tonight, do a little rousting… Oh, and Thierry? Make it nasty."
As Thierry and some of the nightwalkers left, Klaus smirked devilishly behind Marcel's back, things were going exactly as planned.
XOXOXOX
Hayley were sitting in a comfy chair, sketching on a piece of paper when Klaus walked in.
"Hello, little wolf." Klaus smiled and had to fight the urge to drag his hand along Hayley's arm.
"Hi." Hayley looked up with a smile. "Was your plan a success?"
"It was." Klaus smirked and walked over to sit down behind the desk.
"I'm happy for you." Hayley hummed and looked back down at her sketch.
"If I tell you something, will you promise to keep it to yourself?" Klaus asked quietly.
Hayley put down the paper and turned her whole attention to Klaus. "I promise."
"I'm going to make certain that Thierry attacks and kills a nightwalker so that Marcel will be forced to deal with him. Then when Katie attacks Marcel in retaliation, I'm going to kill her to 'protect' Marcel." Klaus explained his plan. "That will earn me his complete trust and then he will give Elijah back to me as a thank you."
"That's… that's…" Hayley said as she stared at him and Klaus brazed himself for her to call him lots of names and curse him. "That's absolutely fucking brilliant!"
"What?" Klaus asked shocked, did she actually say what he thinks she did?
"That plan is brilliant." Hayley laughed. "We get rid of Katie and Thierry, you gain Marcel's trust, gratitude and most probably your brother back. You are a genius!"
Klaus just sat there feeling perplexed as Hayley actually praised his plan. No one had done that in almost a thousand years and he didn't really know how to react.
"Are you okay?" Hayley asked softly from beside him.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Klaus said quickly. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"You're crying." Hayley gave a small smile as she gently whipped a tear from his cheek. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
"I…" Klaus was saved from having to decide what to tell her by his phone starting to vibrate. "Little sister!"
"Well, brother, I believe I've made certain Marcel will be properly distracted tonight." Rebekah informed him.
"Dare I ask?" Klaus hummed.
"Let's just say his attention will not be on us. I did my bit." Rebekah said, then she asked. "What are you doing to ensure Elijah's safe return?"
"Currently, I'm preparing insurance against the tenderhearted." Klaus smirk turned into a smile as he saw Hayley smiling at him.
"Meaning?" Rebekah prompted, slightly annoyed.
"We need proper motivation for Katie to cast a powerful spell tonight. I'm creating that motivation. Marcel has ordered a rousting of the witches." Klaus explained to his sister. "And I, in turn, have arranged for things to go tragically wrong. Marcel may not be concerned with Thierry's romantic entanglements…"
Klaus had to stop himself from chuckling when he looked over at Hayley and saw her shaking in silent laughter.
"But there are other crimes which he'll be less inclined to forgive…" Klaus told Rebekah over the phone. "Killing a vampire, for example. That would be unforgivable. If Katie hopes to save her one true love from Marcel's punishment? Well, a rescue mission like that will require something positively magical. But then… what's worth dying for, if not love."
XOXOXOX
While Klaus and Rebekah went to the charity thing, Hayley decided to explore the house and its surroundings, i.e. the pool outside. She walked around the pool when she suddenly heard a twig snapping nearby and as she turned towards the sound, she saw a wolf staring at her.
"You're not supposed to be out here." A voice behind her made Hayley spin around.
"Who are you to tell me what to do?" Hayley growled at the woman behind her.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." The woman smiled a disarming smile, making Hayley distrust her even more than she already did. "I'm Sabine, we've met, I'm one of Sophie's friends."
"You're one of the witches." Hayley sneered, then a smirk spread across her face. "Do you know how easy it is to make murder look like an accident?"
"What?" Sabine asked.
"Nothing." Hayley hummed with a quiet chuckle.
"Sophie just asked me to come and keep you company while everyone's out." Sabine looked at the wolf curiously and gestured towards it. "You know, it's drawn to you. The child you're carrying is part vampire, part werewolf. You and Klaus created something special."
"Every child is special, no matter their parentage." Hayley huffed even as she inclined her head slightly to the wolf in greeting. "And just a tip, don't mention your friendship with the bitch witch, sorry, I mean Sophie, in my presence. If her death wouldn't kill me, I would already have killed her in the most painful way I could come up with."
"Do you want to find out if the baby is a boy or a girl?" Sabine asked quickly to change the subject.
"First of; I don't care what gender my baby is as long as they're healthy." Hayley declared strongly. "And the physical gender doesn't always match the soul anyway, so…"
"And second?" Sabine wondered.
"I thought Marcel had all you witches on a leach around here." Hayley smirked.
"It's not magic, just an old trick my grandmother taught me." Sabine explained. "Come on. You have to be a little curious."
"Not really." Hayley shrugged and started to walk back inside.
"Please, I'm actually really curious." Sabine admitted as she pleaded with Hayley.
"Fine." Hayley agreed with a sigh just to get her to stop bugging her. "But if you do anything that could even remotely harm me or my baby, I'll kill you."
"Understandable." Sabine nodded quickly.
"Where do you want to do this?" Hayley asked as they walked into the kitchen.
"The counter works pretty well." Sabine gestured. "If you could just lay down on top of it."
Before Hayley did that, she walked over to a kitchen drawer and pulled out a big knife. She walked back over to the counter and climbed up so she could lay down.
"Why the knife?" Sabine looked at the knife wearily.
"If you try anything, I'll stab you." Hayley smiled brightly.
Sabine held a crystal over Hayley's stomach and after a while it started to swing from one side to the other and Sabine smiled. "I think it's a girl."
"Okay." Hayley made to sit up.
"No… wait." Sabine frowned as the crystal changed direction.
"Is it suddenly a boy?" Hayley looked bored.
The crystal suddenly glowed with a bright light making Sabine drop it, then her eyes rolled up into the head and in a low voice she began to chant, "Hoc est infantima malom. Nos omnia perditu el eam."
Hayley was staring at her in disbelief, was Sabine messing with her? Thanks to Senya's career in the Marines, she had learned a lot of languages one of them being Latin. And even though the thing that Sabine chanted wasn't actually Latin it had some similar words, making it possible for Hayley to translate it.
"I'm sorry!" Sabine gasped, grabbed her crystal and rushed out of the mansion.
"Bitch!" Hayley cursed.
If she had her translation right, then Sabine had just declared her child to be evil… oh well, she would love them anyway. Hayley smirked, she would definitely adore her child no matter what and if said child freaked out the witches, well, that's just a bonus.
Forty minutes later Hayley walked into, what she called, the piano room where Rebekah were sitting by the piano, lazily playing a scattering of notes. A few minutes after Hayley walked in Klaus entered.
"So?" Hayley turned exited eyes towards Klaus. "Did it work?"
"Tonight was an epic failure." Rebekah muttered.
"On the contrary, sister." Klaus smirked and winked at Hayley. "Tonight was a masterpiece."
"I knew you could do it!" Hayley laughed and kissed Klaus on the cheek.
"Are you mad?" Rebekah demanded to know. "Katie died before Sophie could complete the spell."
"Oh, I'm well aware." Klaus hummed, feeling a warmth in his chest at Hayley's action. "I killed Katie."
"You what?!" Rebekah looked appalled.
"There's no way our little suicide witch wasn't gonna try and take out Marcel with her." Klaus tried to explain. "I saved his life and in doing so, I now have him exactly where I want him."
"Sophie trusted you. I trusted you!" Rebekah shouted at him. "Against all my better instincts."
"Don't you get it?" Hayley asked as she looked at Rebekah with a frown. "We got rid of the witch that tattled about a werewolf in the Quarter, got rid of Thierry who were overly suspicious of Klaus and at the same time Klaus managed to get Marcel's trust and gratitude."
"The little wolf is right." Klaus glared slightly at Rebekah. "The witches only want one thing from us and that's Davina. And when they've got her, what do you think will happen? A truce? Of course not. They will use Davina's power against all of us."
"Even if you're right, the plan was to find Elijah and you've failed us." Rebekah accused.
"Are you always this slow or is it because you're stressed?" Hayley asked slowly, earning a look from Rebekah and a smirk form Klaus.
"You always did lack faith. If you had listened to the little wolf you would have known that by protecting Marcel, I've cemented his trust, so much so that he's agreed to return Elijah to us." Klaus informed Rebekah with a raised eyebrow. "And when the time is right, when he has told me everything I need to know about Davina, I will have her power for myself."
"I have all the faith in the world that you'll get what you want, Nik. You always do, no matter what it costs the rest of us." Rebekah took one last sip of her bourbon before she turned to leave, as she was in the doorway, she said one last thing, "You disgust me."
"I'm proud of you." Hayley murmured to him as she saw the sadness in his eyes.
"Thank you for trusting me." Klaus murmured back.
"Anytime." Hayley smiled. "It'll be fun to have Elijah back, I've missed him."
"You hardly know him and yet you miss him." Klaus muttered as he looked at her. "What is it about my brother that always inspires such instant admiration?"
"He was the first one to be kind to me after a few hellish weeks." Hayley explained, then she smiled deviously and wiggled her eyebrow at Klaus. "Or maybe it's the way he looks in a suit."
Klaus snorted and started to chuckle. "Really?"
Hayley shrugged with a bright smile. "By the way, I learned something ting today. Actually, two somethings."
"Oh?" Klaus hummed, curious.
"First of that the baby might be a girl." Hayley smiled as she placed a hand on her stomach. "And second that she might be evil and kill some witches."
"Well, seems like she's fitting into this family already." Klaus smiled.
"You know, I hope she has your eyes and your dimples." Hayley blushed as she hurried out of the room, she couldn't understand why she said that out loud.
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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