Chapter 2
A couple weeks later...
He awoke to an empty bed and the sounds of someone retching in the bathroom. He quickly made his way to the bathroom finding Hayley at the toilet still in her nightgown.
He rubbed her back and held her hair before pulling her to him and wiping her face.
"I thought by this stage that morning sickness wouldn't happen but I was wrong. Thanks." She quickly flushed and closed the lid before settling into him. She was asleep as soon as she smelt his scent. He carried her to the bed and realized that it was three in the afternoon.
Guess I was tired.
"Hello."
He turned to see a tall and gorgeous woman. "Um, is Hayley here? She was supposed to meet me at a cafe hours ago. I'm Lucy. Lucy Bennet." Ah, a Bennett witch. How'd she managed that?
"It is a pleasure to meet you miss Bennett. I am sorry to inform you that Hayley isn't quite well today. May I accompany you to a drink?" Klaus came to take the bag that she carried.
"Sure. May I check on her right quick." He gave a nod and waited. She came back and they settled at the bar accompanied by Camille and Genevieve.
"So where did you come from exactly?" Camille asked as she poured Lucy an Everclear.
"Uh, recently Paris, France but I've spent most of the year in Switzerland."
"Really? What kind of witch are you?" Rude.
"Excuse me," Lucy replied turning her head to get a close look at the red-head. Genevieve giggled and wrapped an arm around Nikklaus.
"Well."
"Well, what?" It was obvious the young woman was getting agitated by her.
"Well, I was wondering why someone with a name as powerful as such in the witch community would taint it by being so mediocre. I mean Bonnie hasn't been a witch for too long and she already has bypassed you. Let's just say the ancestor's talk."
"Really, did the ancestors tell you that you are about to get your ass kicked. Whatever. I don't have to prove myself to a witch that wouldn't be able to defend herself just thirty miles away from New Orleans."
Lucy finished drowning down her drink and begin to start on another.
"Well, this was fun. I'll see you later and we can talk about the places where the baby will be born. Bye."
"Bitch." Camille snickered and poured another bourbon for Klaus and walked away to other customers.
"Wow, I can see why Hayley doesn't trust her. She really is full of herself. Why do they always think that they can compete with me?" Lucy asked looking at Klaus before slamming the glass down.
"Maybe because you don't give them a reason to believe they can't. Hey sweetie." Hayley walked towards them pulling the witch into a hug. She looked to Klaus and whispered hey before ordering a bowl of gumbo. Lucy sat between the two.
"So do I want to know why I was called when you told me months ago that I was not needed."
Klaus looked intrigued, probably because the little wolf had more connections than he thought. "What...okay it seems you have already met the late casting of Jean Grey, so I was wondering if you could be my midwife."
"Again, Hayley. Didn't we learn the first time how that turns out." Lucy looks at her well mostly scolding her. Hayley didn't seem to care so she kept going.
"Well, that wasn't your fault. It was Kyle's. Besides, I think the ancestors are up to something that a trip to the Appalachians will do just fine. Right?"
"Fine," Lucy whined while Klaus was left utterly confused at the two friends.
"It was nice to meet you, Mr. Klaus."
Lucy walked away with a man he hadn't even notice was there but he could tell she was in capable hands by the way Hayley eyed the man as they left the bar.
"So, is there something you want to tell little wolf. Like how are you associated with a Bennett witch for example." She turns to him abruptly and places her hand on his cheek and brings his face close to hers.
"I've always been associated with the Bennett witches. We are of the same blood are we not? Look, Klaus, I know that all of this is getting weird but I promise I will explain later. Right now all we, well you, have to do is kill Genevieve and the Harvest girls. Including Davina. If not, you can say goodbye to your only daughter. Goodnight." She practically ran out but she wasn't that faster than he was and he was also pissed.
He cornered her in an alleyway. "This doesn't have to do with any of the nightmares you've been having does it, little wolf?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe? Hayley?"
"Look, are you going to do it or not. The sooner you kill them the better." She was looking a tad bit pale and he knew that she was close to puking up everything from the gumbo up.
"And why is that, little wolf." He moved closer so that he could move her to the trash can faster.
"Because my sweet, stupid and foolish husband, you gave her your mother's grimoire and you didn't think of the consequences. Besides you haven't spent at least three weeks in her bed, so now you have no power over her and that is a problem."
"When do you want this to begin."
Hey guys, so I hope you enjoy this little mini story on what I thought would have made The Originals a little better.
Remember to smile and to also breathe. You need both.