Unearthly Connection

Hayley's open mouth found itself slowly shutting and she closed her eyes letting the energy elasticise and wrap around her own. Elijah had initially sharply turned towards her, taken by a heightened sense of fear but he gazed now at her hands tightly gripping his arm and at the expression of curiosity and surprise and confusion painted upon her pleasing face and he found he couldn't stop staring. He watched her intently, softly, his heard padding in his chest steadily as she began to see.

Hayley's throat began to feel dry and her forehead creased. The image had flashed so quickly into her mind. Elijah with Klaus, they were talking about her.

When is this from? she wondered as Elijah began to speak.

"Niklaus! The mother of your child deserves much better than just fine! You'll take her to the Bayou. Find any remaining wolves. Perhaps her people can reach her. Now, more than ever, she needs a connection to something, some of her humanity. Some degree of dignity." Elijah spoke inside her head.

He told Klaus to take me into the Bayou. Her mind swirled with shock and she then felt the sudden urge to slap him. Hayley then recalled the last time she had done so and unaware to her Elijah's eyes narrowed slightly amused. He wondered how and if she knew this was a two way thing.

Could she have projection capabilities? Elijah wondered but soon was distracted.

All this freaking arguing about the wolves. Hayley hissed to herself now and their sassy encounter flared into her mind. Before she could snap away however, she found herself swimming to another memory.

The mentioning of wolves had caused Elijah to think of the bayou, the countless times he had gazed at her laughing or chatting along with her pack. Sometimes she had been kindling a fire or walking across from a dying one unable to sleep at night. Hayley saw herself rub her upper arm gently against the cold and found she was getting goose bumps in the presence. This was surreal.

She then caught a flash of every time he had snuck off to see that she was well. That was the excuse of course; in reality he had just simply missed her. However Elijah's nerves made the images swish leaving Hayley to only properly catch one moment in particular.

"You don't need to keep coming out. I'd tell you if something was wrong. But she's doing okay. The girl has a natural gift for leading. She surprised everyone." Eve spoke, a soft smile upon her familiar face.

Elijah smiled a genuine smile. "Not everyone." He replied firmly.

"Do you want to join us?" Eve then asked.

Elijah paused for a second staring at the ground and the directly at Hayley.

"What I want Is for that girl to be happy."

"Don't tell her I was here." He then spoke more sombre and was gone.

Hayley felt her heart sink; her tight grip around Elijah's arm became more tender naturally.

She couldn't believe these things she was seeing.

Her brain felt like burning ice and no words could escape her lips. She wanted to see more.

Elijah felt the memory cool in his head and despite being enticed by the opportunity to see her thoughts; he was glad that this was over. He didn't know why but he was terrified with the thought of her seeing any more. He was never open with is emotions, he simply did not let people in, enough was enough.

Nevertheless he then abruptly felt an impulse within his mind and his heart quickened. It finally hit him, this was no ordinary mind link for he was not in control. Mother... he growled inside realising that her witchy tests must be the source of this crazed connection. He grew more worried knowing not of how to stop it. It was some sort of manifestation.

Hayley's eyes widened as the next imaged flooded her view.

Esther in Lenore's form in this very room and her face drained of colour. She wanted to wince as she heard Elijah's groans of agony but was afraid it'd somehow break the link. She knew how Elijah was with these things and she found she didn't want him to let go. Hayley sensed his pain somehow from the power of the connection and it was making her hands clammy. She swallowed watching the torture unfold in front of her as Elijah's watched on in the present with horror.

He then snatched his hand from her grasp, turning away roughly to clasp his sweating forehead. Recalling it reminded him of the several bruises which now bore his skin in the present. He was healing but at snail's pace.

He also however was forcing himself to not face Hayley whose eyes flickered open disappointed, her mouth forming a slight plump pout. She knew he was attempting to conceal whatever it was that he was hiding in that mind of his and her body now racked with a raw feeling to know. She wanted to know. She had to know.

Her hand gently slid over his and Elijah noticed what she was doing. He turned towards her slowly his face pleading with her to not. Hayley thought of the time she had touched him similarly in his car and this thought entered Elijah's mind causing it to melt briefly.

Though, still he shook his head authoritatively trying to muster his usual persona but Hayley had already seen enough to notice the cracks in his facade. Things were starting to make some sense. Elijah felt her touch dance over his fingers as her own wrapped around his. He found that although he was still shaking his head, his heart stubbornly strained to release these hidden thoughts.

"It's the pain Elijah." Hayley whispered to him.

"That's what's stopping you from healing from whatever spell your mother's put onto you." She spoke gently because all his memories so far had been painful.

"Show me." She then told him and he remembered how she didn't know he wasn't in control of the link.

It opened unwillingly exactly after this thought.

The rush of thoughts that cascaded into Hayley minds at such a force would be frightening for any eye to see. They flew by so fast she could barely make out what was going on. She saw several glimpses of the past including Elijah, Klaus and Rebekah as children. She then realised from hearing the drumming of Elijah's hard that the speed was because he was fearful and her fingers automatically soothed his. This slowed down the thought process a little and brought her to one memory.

Her touched had caused him to think of her and so a specific memory was selected.

Hayley saw Elijah in a bloodied battered suit. He was standing in the cemetery, not at all far from where they were now. She had recognised this vault the minute her vision had returned. How could she not? This was where they met..

In the memory Klaus stood away from Elijah his face darkened with gloom.

Hayley's eyebrows furrowed. The scene looked familiar.

To her right Elijah filled up with terror.

No! Elijah thought in his mind not wanting to relive the nightmare of a memory and certainly not wanting to live it in front of Hayley.

"No..." he breathed aloud this time but there was no way he could get it to stop. Whatever his mother had done to him, he was barely in control of his body; an Originals body, influenced by who know what dark charms and tricks.

"Hayley." He spoke firmly now and she opened her eyes on hearing the drastic change of tone.

"Please." He asked her genuinely and she nodded letting go his hand. Regardless of her longing she respected him enough to stop.

He placed his head back against the wall and sighed, his chest heaving and she watched over him a million feelings bursting in her heart.

They sat apart now, not touching but still Hayley's eyes glimmered... her mind still swirled...

The was still a scene of unseen left to see.