I'm pretty sure you must be thinking that I gave up on this story. Surprise surprise ! I didn't .You will not believe me if I tell that I had already written this chapter a month ago but I lost it when I accidentally formatted my disk (how clumsy) and it took me another 3 weeks to rewrite it again. And I'm very pleased with this version (Hope you like it too) . it's a bit a long but I'm sure you don't mind it. Of course I'm looking forward to your reviews so voice your opinion.

Previously

"Hayley!" Klaus' voice calling from downstairs startled Hayley awake from her daydream. She placed her daughter in the cradle again and stormed out of the room, not knowing why she was in such a hurry. She ran down the stairs but halted when she reached the last step. Her whole body went numb and her pupils dilated at the sight of the suited man in front of her.

He smiled to her and she uttered slowly "Elijah?"

He was standing behind his younger brother, with his hands in his pockets. It had been only a few weeks since the last they saw each other yet she couldn't deny how much she missed him. She looked in his eyes that were staring at hers in anticipation and find herself lost in his mesmerizing gaze. she realized the awkward silence that reigned for what seemed forever when Klaus'voice rose up from nowhere "Hayley, bring hope! I'm sure she'll go bananas if she sees her uncle". Elijah's mouth curved into a smile and said "How is my niece?"

Hayley averted her eyes to Klaus who was inspecting her face in such a disturbing way. Did she grow a beard or what? she asked herself.

" She's fine, she misses you" I miss you, her mouth itched to say these words but couldn't find the courage with Klaus preying eyes fixed on her lower lip now.

Klaus strolled behind his elder brother and gestured to the living room " sit down brother, we need to talk you and I". No sooner had Elijah turned away that Klaus began to rub his lower lip nervously without breaking eye-contact with Hayley , plainly clueless, was gaping at him in confusion, failing to decode the telepathic message his eyes were trying to convey. She knew he was trying to warn her about something so she followed suit and began to rub her mouth. Shock swept over her face when was she saw the blood in her fingers. In fact, it was Klaus' blood, she remembered. All blood drained from Hayley's face when she started to wonder whether Elijah paid attention to the blood in her mouth. Did he? she asked herself. though he seemed quite composed. But she soon realized how Elijah would usually behave when he isn't pleased with something. He would do his best to conceal any sigh of irritation by feigning callousness.

"This house is quite beautiful, I don't remember ever being here Niklaus. I wonder why?" Elijah queered while scanning the ornate ceiling. Upon the question reached Klaus' ears , his face turned pale which caught Hayley's attention instantly. The annoyance was apparent in the original hybrid's tone when he replied slowly " it dates back to the seventies, we were apart back then, remember?"

Hayley's gaze was on Klaus's fist which clinched so tightly that she could see his veins bulging out. Hayley started to believe that Elijah's question wasn't that innocent given the way Klaus' mood shifted 360 degree. He looked like he was slapped in the face with a hot poker.

"oh I remember" Elijah's face broke into a fake smile that both Hayley and Klaus recognized from their previous arguments and snorted nonchalantly" I was daggered, how inconvenient".

"let bygones be bygones" Klaus sighed monotonously.

" The thing brother is that these very bygones are the reason why you're on the run and have nowhere to go" he explained, still wearing his sardonic smile.

"These bygones made it possible for me and the rest of our family to survive my father's wrath and everyone who ever dared opposing us" Klaus' tone was more serious, a bit agitated.

"You know Elijah, Hope can go on a monosyllabic conversation longer than you imagine" Hayley desperately tried to dissipate the rising tension between the two brothers with her perky comment.

Elijah settled himself in one of the velvet sofas and asked " I missed that precious face of hers, Where is she?". Hayley felt like a bird who was allowed to leave its cage when Elijah asked for her daughter and said " I'll bring her right away" she left in a flash leaving behind Klaus whose gaze followed her as she climbed up the stairs. Elijah from the other side of the room was watching his brother's stalking eyes.

" You lost weight" Elijah words startled Klaus from his thoughts.

" Did I?" he answered with his usual lightsome attitude.

"Hayley looks thinner too, do you feed properly here?" he asked again with his eyes still skimming his brother's face, trying to read what was hidden behind the glances he had been giving to Hayley since he entered the house. There was something more than meets the eyes. Something he couldn't explain to himself but it was still there.

" We do" Klaus replied shortly as he sat down on the opposite couch.

" You do feed on each other?" Klaus almost chocked at Elijah's question. He gauged his reaction by maintaining a passive look. Elijah regretted his own words the moment they slipped out of his mouth. He averted his eyes to the old-fashioned TV set, questioning his common sense that brought him to ask such a question then said apologetically" It was a mere question, forget about it" and before he could finish his sentence Klaus stood up furiously and grabbed the scotch bottle on the small table, dismissing the presence of his brother.

Hayley locked herself in the bathroom, not knowing what happened to her. She felt her blood boiling in her system. Damn you klaus. She couldn't stop cursing him for making her look so bad in front of Elijah while pacing back and forth the bathroom. Her exasperation reached its peak when she saw herself in the mirror. Klaus' blood was all over her lips, a few dried drops stained her perfectly defined chin and there was zero chance that Elijah would have overlooked those massive red spots. Even an old lady could see them miles away without her glasses on. She said to herself. She looked closer, hoping not to spot more evidences of her scandalous kiss until she noticed the blood that outlined the edges of her ice white teeth. A tangle formed under her belly at the memory of the steamy kiss she and Klaus had early in that morning. It was disgustingly tasty. WHAT? she slapped her forehead for allowing her mind to drift to such twisted thoughts.

She needed to clean this out quickly and go back to them before they notice her long absence. Or maybe it was better to leave them alone, have a brotherly chat without any distraction. Speaking of distraction. She took her tooth brushed and began to squeeze the toothpaste tube. Unluckily, it was empty. Hayley didn't give up and kept on squeezing with all her hybrid strength until the tube purged a massive ball that landed on the top of her black tank. Hayley found herself huffing and puffing like a bull. She throw the tooth brush in exasperation against the wall and ran her hands in her hair. In the attempt of cleaning up the mess she had just made, she rinsed the material with water and ended up wetting herself like a child. She cursed Klaus , whoever who invented toothpaste and Klaus again. She grabbed furiously a towel and began to wipe out the blood and when she finished she stormed out of the bathroom and headed to her room, looking for a decent shit to wear. Too bad, her favorite top was ripped off by Klaus, and her second favorite tank had just been stained with toothpaste. And If there is something she was sure about is that She would never wear one of those Stepforde wives outfits Klaus bought to her. Hayley drove her head into the closet, searching for her old navy blue t shirt until she found it buried under dozens of flash colored skirts. She changed quickly and walked through the corridor heading in the direction of the nursery.

" Show me your scar" Elijah ordered,rolling the glass of scotch in his hand.

Klaus began to take off his shirt when Hayley came back with Hope in her arms. Elijah's attention was turned to his lovely niece. He eagerly stood up to greet Hope who extended her arm in anticipation, grinning like a possum.

" There there, what did California do to you. You look fantastic" He pecked her round cheeks and she giggled shyly.

Hayley looked at topless Klaus and she found herself blushing like a fool, not knowing what was happening to her. She scolded herself for acting like a total brat and especially at the presence of the man she wanted the most. The man that suddenly became hard to identify with the presence of the two Mikaelsons. It's of course Elijah you idiot. A voice within yelled at her. Yet she couldn't help recalling the way she felt his brother's hardness when their bodies collided intimately that morning. He was so ready... . SHUT UP YOU SLUT ! another voice roared again.

" it looks better in fact, you should have seen it yesterday" Klaus said with his finger pointed to his chest.

" Freya prepared you this" Elijah pulled out a small box from his pocket. Klaus took it abruptly from him and opened it.

" What is this?" he questioned his brother who was tickling Hope.

" it's an antidote, essentially made up of three agents . Actually It took us days to find the elements and you should thank Davina for that. The little witch came handy despite the history we two have" he explained to his brother.

" Do I have to drink it?" Klaus inquired while eyeing the flask.

"Patient brother. As you can see, it basically looks like an eye-drop so you have to instill 5 or 4 drops on the scar every day. You will have to lay down of course and not move for 1 minute minimum until it is fully dry"

" And ...the side-effects ... will they go away?" Klaus spluttered with a tad of hesitation.

" Gradually. Are they unbearable?" Klaus couldn't figure out if the question was directed to him or to Hayley with his brother's gaze being completely diverted to her.

Hayley looked briefly at Klaus before she saying " no it's just sometimes he loses consciousnesses and it freaks the wits of me".

" Klaus, it's mandatory that you take your medicine every day if you want to heal fast" Elijah insisted.

"Sure" Klaus nodded.

"Well I guess there is nothing left for me to do. I need to go back home before the end of the day" he said while passing little Hope to her mother.

A moment of silence ruled over the place, causing Elijah to wonder if they really heard what he said. As a reaction, Klaus walked away while dressing up without saying a word. Hayley felt obliged to break the silence and said " Stay. You've just arrived. You need to rest then you can leave tomorrow. We have enough rooms to expect a baseball team and I'm sure Hope will appreciate you being here" she tried to make her request sound as insisting as it could be even though a persistent voice from the back of her head wished the opposite.

"I wish I could" he murmured reluctantly with his eyes down. He turned to face Klaus who was staring at him from the corner of his eyes.

"I'll see you soon brother" with a half smile he promised.

"Of course" Klaus nodded before they embraced. Hayley found herself tightening her embracing on Hope, pining for a huge hug from the older Mikaelson.

Elijah made his way to the entrance and before leaving he turned back and said "You take care of yourselves" he looked at both of the hybrids and added " You will return with Hope soon" he finished his mid-sentence with his eyes fixed on baby Hope. A massive wave of despair and loneliness overwhelmed Hayley's heart as she watched Elijah walking out of the front door. Klaus's eyes followed his brother's silhouette until it fade it out. And here they are, alone, in the same house again.

Hayley lingered to the door and shut it slowly. Her head still directed at the door. She let out a deep sigh and deadpanned "he knows". When she didn't receive any response from Klaus, she bent down to release Hope who started waddling around the moment her small feet reached the ground.

Klaus remained unmoved, his brooding eyes stared at her back.

"Of course he does" she hissed inwardly. Her voice was shaken and her heart rate started to pick up.

"Of course he does" now she was yelling as she faced Klaus's poker face. He pressed his lips in a thin line and said dryly "he thinks worst".

" What is possibly worst than him learning about our sticky morning ?" she mocked.

"Me and you feeding on each other" he said in a low tone. Hayley frowned with disbelief at his statement and mouthed an offended "What?".

"Yes, he thinks we are feeding on each other. He must have noticed the blood on your mouth and it naturally took him two microseconds to figure out it was mine. He just gathered the pieces of the puzzle and ended up with the image of the two of us sharing blood" Klaus explained.

"Wow, and I thought of all of your siblings his mind was the least twisted " Hayley shrugged with a raised brow.

In an effort to deviate from the subject Klaus asked Hayley " why did you change?".

Hayley looked downward to catch a glance at the hideous shirt she was wearing and sighed "You mean what brought me to wear this ugly thing" she said derisively. Klaus smirked slightly as his eyes wandered down to her feet, causing Hayley to look down "what?" she asked.

He strode back to the living room and settled himself on one of the cozy couches. His feet rested on the small table "I bought you dozens of shoes, are they too small?" he inquired. Hayley shot him with a skeptical look, unable to make a rational connection between the prickly issue they were discussing a minute ago and his sudden interest in her clothing style.

"They're so uncomfortably high. What's wrong with flats?" she huffed and sat on the opposite couch, keeping her eye on hope who was giving her best shot to reach the front door knob.

"We have changed our identity and home but forgot to change our look, clumsy if not reckless. And since our stay is extended to at least two weeks, I thought about buying new clothes to help you go through a major physical and social transformation to become what we should from now on refer to as Mrs. Johnson"

Hayley fought the urge of rolling her eyes and snorted "You don't even let me step out of the house Klaus. If I'm going to spend one more day locked here I swear I'm gonna set myself on fire. Hope needs to get out too. Look at her. poor thing. She can walk now and she wants to explore the world like the kids of her age". she protested while looking at her daughter pitifully.

"she's not a kid. She's a baby and I'm sure there are more interesting things to see inside the house than outside. As for you, I don't see the point of your complaint. You want to go out. Alright. But with whom? who's gonna take care of hope and what if something really bad happens to you? should I go for your rescue, leaving a two year old toddler all alone or ..."

" ALRIGHT!" she interrupted him indignantly, throwing he hands away into the air.

"FINE" he hissed.

They both looked away at the same time and neither of them took the initiative to turn around for a while. The dreadful silence was pushing Hayley to the edge of insanity. She got on her feet and grabbed violently the scotch bottle from the small table. Klaus watched her amusingly while she swallowed down the liquor, drinking the half of it in one gulp then dropped the bottle before risking chocking herself. With a nonchalantly move, She threw herself on the couch, falling next to Klaus who jumped at the arm contact.

"and you should wear a suit to become the infamous Mr. Johson who keeps his wife locked in a 10-roomed tower lest she runs away" she laughed at her own silly comment, glancing at Klaus who wasn't quite enlivened by her remark.

"Speaking of suits, I think it's better we tell Elijah the truth when we go back to New Orleans. I can't live with this lie" she said while staring at the golden chandelier. Klaus remained silent on her words and she continued her monologue.

"take this" she placed the bottle on his lap and stood up on her feet. Klaus finished the rest of the bottle while she fetched another from the bar "Are you getting me drunk so that I give you the green light and you can go out" he uttered with a ludic smile.

"I am getting you drunk so that you tell me the truth" she limped toward him.

"what truth?" he asked, leaning backward on his seat.

She regained her place next to him and asked "did Elijah really said that we were sharing blood or was it a lame excuse you came up with to cover up" she finished her question with a challenging tone, half-worried, half-wary. Klaus' eyes blazed with outrage at her accusation.

"Nonsense!" he shrieked.

"I told myself the same thing. You are dick but not a liar" she opened the bottle and gulped it down greedily.

"You're a dirty-mouthed slanderer. But at least you're frank with me" Klaus, next to her, was equally enjoying the exquisite taste of the scotch. Hayley half smiled at his reply that she found partly truthful.

"Doesn't it make us the worst parent ever to drink in front of our daughter" Hayley stated with a hiccup interrupting the last syllable of "daughter".

"You said you were bored. So one bottle or two, or even three won't do any harm" he justified.

"I agree with you. we do need it" and she swigged the rest of liquor, spilling the half of it on her shirt in the process. Klaus amusedly watched her soaking herself like a little girl who drank from a jar. The trail of alcohol oozing from her mouth and down her chin slowly wakened Klaus' abeyant instincts. It was high time he left the room, he advised himself, as his senses alerted to heighten. Just as he was about to get up , he felt a hand gripping the back of his sweater. He looked down in surprise and she loosed her grip " Bring me more booze" she implored lazily.

"No I think you need coffee. You're tipsy" he said, with a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

"How dare you. I'm not tipsy enough to deserve that odd look. Now give me that sweet bottle of champagne you've been hiding under your bed. Because today we're celebrating the beginning of a new life. Mr Johnson cheers!" she raised the empty bottle to Klaus who felt more sorry than amused by her words.

"We're going through a time attentiveness is highly needed" he halted for a moment and resumed " your own words" with a sardonic smile, he tilted his head to the left.

She stood clumsily, steadying herself by keeping her head down. Her hair falling entirely on her face, she rested her both arms on his shoulder and with a heavily lidded regard she looked at him and stuttered "a bottle, or two ...or three won't make me less heedful Mr. Johnson" a hysterical laugh followed her slurred words, getting Klaus into a state of bemusement. She found herself laughing to the point of feeling dizzy. To her surprise, Klaus wasn't quite sharing her enthusiasm and she pouted childishly at his impassive face.

"Are you done" he said as he freed his shoulders from her arms by pulling them downward.

It was a miracle that he hadn't thrown her yet on the couch and took her the way his hallucination had scandalously drawn it in his mind. Or perhaps they weren't hallucination but rather the sexual frustration he'd been living with since that abominable scar appeared on his chest. It was obvious that the little wolf was deliciously delivering herself to him in a silver plate. Totally hammered and as fashionably playful as he could recall, the Hayley he had buried himself between her thighs two years ago was standing again in front of him, in all her glory, and chances that the same scenario was to be repeated were high. That version of her he thought it would never come out after the rough patch they had gone through was displaying itself openly. And he was quite motivated.

"Hayley are you listening to me" She felt a hint of seriousness in his tone. Yet she couldn't help grinning like a fool.

She pulled her thick dark hair back and her whole body swayed to the left. But before she could lose balance and fell miserably on the floor, Klaus grabbed her slander waist and their chests collided. Shit. The word was about to escape his mouth. She was so close and it wasn't an advantage given his disturbed state of mind. He should have let her fall. He scolded himself.

The world was completely blurred to Hayley and her senses were partly nonfunctional. The only cognition she had on her surrounding was his cold breath that fanned over her face, imbuing her nostrils with a mannish odor of fine alcohol and mint.

"this is so wrong" she whispered , her eyes bore into his lips. Her words echoed with reluctance and hesitation. Klaus leaned in until their foreheads pressed together, confirming her own words

" it is indeed".

They remained there, both tied on a flimsy rope, each one was waiting for the other to pull the first.

"This is so wrong" she bumbled nervously and this time she was looking at him, struggling to even out her breathing that got heavier and quicker at their unusual close proximity. Hayley's heart was pounding in her chest and she could tell by the way Klaus was looking at her that he was plainly as hesitant as her. He wasn't going to let himself get drifted by the current and overlook this abrupt supposedly alcohol- related mood swing of hers. She was being desperate because she's drunk. He told himself. Or maybe she was simply desperate.

Hayley laid her head down on Klaus' chest as she moved her hands down to his waist. Feeling most fuzzy by his warmth as her hands grasped the perfectly-sculpted back of his. Klaus felt his blood flowing downward and, shortly, his hand climbed her back, ending up tangled between her dark thick hair. He was taken aback by his own demeanor but his shock was nothing compared to Hayley's as she found herself hugging him tightly, possessively, desperately, yearning for his touch with every fiber of her being. And all remaining of zealous lust and eros had evaded Klaus' spirit almost as fast as they came in. Two minutes early he was full ready to skin her body with his tongue and now the only thing he could feel is a flare of tenderness and sympathy he had never shown around a woman other than his two sisters and Hope. Not with Cami, not even with Caroline had he ever experienced such an emotion. All his life, he had always been this way, which was obviously related to his incurable selfishness and pure lack of sensitivity. But right now, he felt different and it pissed him off.

Hayley's head was still resting on his chest, exhaling his naturally brutish scent. She felt his hands surrounding her shoulders and a tear slipped from her eyes at the whole situation. Why are you crying you silly! she scolded herself for displaying too much weakness in the past 24 hours. It was high time she ended it before it was too late. Or maybe it was already the case.

"Hope" she whispered, startling Klaus awake from whatever thoughts he was having.

They pulled back and he could swear he saw a tear falling across her cheek that she quickly wiped away before he would comment on it. To say they wouldn't be caught dead holding each other was an understatement. Klaus nervously rubbed his neck, looking at everything in the room except her. "I gotta go see where that little bunny is hiding" she said restlessly.

She rushed to the dining room and felt relieve at the sight of her baby sitting quietly like a grown-up under the supersize table.

Klaus , in his mind, was searching for a good reason not to get out of the house after the intimate moment he had with her. He felt a strong need to smell fresh air. Within a few seconds, he was outside, leaning over the fence. He ran a hand through his dark locks and let out a deep breath he didn't know he had been holding.

Hayley watched him through the window. She saw how edgy he looked and it gave her a sense of security. Knowing at least she wasn't the only one who was feeling ashamed. Then she saw him coming back. But she saw something else too. There was a middle-aged woman who was walking behind him with light steps. She was tall and black and she was chanting in Latin with her left hand held high. That was the last thing Hayley saw before the whole house was suddenly surrounded by flames. Followed by a big explosion that engulfed her and the baby.

This is not good. Who is that black woman and what does she want from Klaus? Chapter 8 will have all your answers. And by the way you can check out my channel on youtube "Abir abdelmalek" if you are interested in watching videos clips / video crack / assorted selections related to the originals. SEE YA. XOXO now if you excuse me I have a new chapter to finish. REVIEW PLEASE (remember the more u review the faster I update and vice versa)