Klaus. Girlfriend. Pregnant. Werewolf. Baby. Those were the thoughts that went through my head over and over later that day. I made my way down St. Peter's street, munching on a beignet, when I had another vision.

Sophie Deveraux was hanging from two chains in some kind of crypt, pain visible in her face. An older woman was standing before her with a large syringe in her hand.

"Sabine's omen was clear." She spoke, her brown eyes grim. "That baby will bring death to us all."

"What are you gonna do?" Sophie asked, her voice quivering. That was when she noticed the syringe. "No, no… Agnes, no!" But her cries were in vain, as Agnes plunged the needle into her neck anyways.

The vision switched to a now familiar brunette.

Hayley let out a yelp of pain and clutched her neck, right where Sophie had been injected with the syringe. She removed her hand to reveal a prickle of blood.

The vision stopped, and I regained my eyes sight. I looked around me to see if anyone was staring at me, but thankfully, the people were keeping up with their lives as usual.

Hayley and Sophie were linked. And Hayley was pregnant. Agnes had spoken about the baby being a danger right before injecting Sophie with whatever was in that syringe. Which meant that it was certainly a way to kill the baby.

"Oh my God." I whispered, as I turned on my heel. I needed to get back to Klaus' manor. I didn't care much for Hayley, or for him, really, but I didn't want an innocent baby to die. Someone had to tell her.


"You again." Hayley said as she opened the door. She seemed fine, which set me off a bit. Then again, many poisons didn't work immediately.

"Yeah, me again." I answered, tapping my foot against the wooden porch. I looked behind Hayley's shoulder to see if she was alone, but I saw no one. "Listen up. I know about your baby." The werewolf's eyes widened in alarm, but I didn't let her speak. "I'm not gonna hurt you, on the contrary. I know you don't know me, but something is wrong. Sophie Deveraux was injected with some kind of poison, and I think it might be to harm your child."

Hayley instantly clutched her stomach, and I saw a prickle of sweat running down her neck. There was also a slight trace of blood on her neck. I had been right.

"Please let me in, so I can help." I begged her. After a few seconds, she nodded slightly. She let me into the house.

"How did you know about my baby? And Sophie?" She asked me as soon as we stepped into the lobby. I couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful decorations in the house. The intricate paintings on the walls, the mahogany stairs and the ancient vases.

"Long story short: I can see the future." I answered, turning around to face the werewolf. She raised her brows at me in disbelief. "No use asking me what I am. I'm a vampire with special powers that I was born with."

"Okay…"

"When I shook your hand, I saw a vision from the graveyard when Klaus learned about your baby. And I had another vision about twenty minutes ago where I saw Sophie getting stabbed in the neck and you clutching yours in pain. I put two and two together, and here I am." I stopped in my steps to watch Hayley. She was looking more and more lightheaded by the second.

"Who are you, really?" She asked me feebly.

"Let's just say that I'm a friend of Klaus." I replied. I had a feeling that mentioning that I was Marcel's girlfriend might not be the best idea. "But we should really get you into a bed."


I sat next to Hayley's bed when a blonde head entered the room.

"I've called Elijah now, he should be here any–" Rebekah told Hayley before she froze as her eyes laid on me. "You." She seethed, her eyes instantly sending daggers at me. I stood up and took a careful step back. Last time Rebekah had looked at me like that, she had nearly ripped my heart out seconds later.

"Rebekah, it's alright." Hayley answered feebly from the bed. The Original's gaze softened as she looked back at the brunette. "She's here to help."

"How?" Rebekah asked me, and I let out a deep sigh. Klaus knew about my powers anyway, might as well tell Rebekah too. And so I told her everything.


"I feel like I've been microwaved." Hayley complained as Rebekah patted her forehead with a wet cloth.

"Hey, just because you're carrying a baby doesn't mean you have to act like one. Surely, your little niece is healing you up as we speak." The blonde replied.

"Hey, I might have an idea." I stood up from where I had been sitting and walked up to Hayley. Rebekah was still suspicious of my so called powers and refused to stop glaring at me, but I ignored her. "I should be able to look into the future and see what we have to do to heal you."

"I'm not even gonna pretend to understand what that meant." Hayley mumbled, but nodded as I touched her arm.

"I'm not very good at deliberately having visions, but I'll give it a try." I whispered, before concentrating. I tried to remember how it had felt when Davina's powers had flown through me when I had done the same thing with Elijah. My vision blurred. To my surprise, it wasn't Hayley or Sophie I saw. It was Davina, standing in her attic. Before her was tied up rope, and she was motioning towards it with her hands while muttering incoherent words.

"Did it work?" Rebekah asked me as I regained my vision. I gaped at the two of them.

"Davina is unlinking you from Sophie." I told Hayley. "We just need to wait her out." Hayley sighed, turning restlessly in her fever. How did they get Davina to do it? It seemed as if my little protegée had done some scheming of her own.

"Well, could she hurry?" The werewolf moaned, and her gaze was getting more and more glazed over by the second.

"My mother always told me that the best cure to a fever is to cool down the body temperature." I replied, looking at Rebekah. She stopped her patting and glared at me.

"What do you think it is I'm doing?" She snapped, motioning to the wet cloth in her hand.

"I mean that we might have to cool her down more than that. Like a cold bath or something." I replied with an equal glare, turning back to look at Hayley. "She's burning up."

Just a I said that, I heard footsteps nearing the room. Elijah entered first, clad in a suit just like the first time I had met him. His brown eyes first fastened on Hayley with worry, before he noticed me. He narrowed his eyes at me.

"What is she doing here?" He asked Rebekah with suspicion, but her eyes were on the woman who had followed Elijah into the room. Sophie. She looked at me with surprise, but didn't speak.

"Beats me. I'd gladly not have her here either." Rebekah crossed her arms, and I rolled my eyes at her. I was tempted to stick out my tongue, but I wasn't that childish.

"Rebekah, she's helping." Hayley said meekly from the bed. The blonde sighed and turned her attention to the witch instead.

"Now, what the bloody hell is she doing here?" She seethed, but Sophie looked more tired than afraid.

"I'm trying to help." The brunette replied, her kohl lined eyes soft with desperation.

"Help?!" Rebekah shot back, her blonde curls jumping with the motion. "You're the reason we're in this bloody mess! Why aren't we unlinked with this witch already, Elijah?"

"Rebekah, let her do what she can."

"I may know a way to slow the fever down." Sophie ensured, glancing at Hayley. Her eyes came back to me at times, as if she was trying to figure out what I was doing there. As far as she recalled, I was just Marcel's girlfriend. OH SHIT! She couldn't find out that I was psychic. I don't know what that would lead to with the witches… Wow, I had really gotten myself into a big pile of mess.

"But I'm gonna need some special herbs. I'll text you a list." She told Rebekah, and the blonde uncrossed her arms to throw them up in the air. "Why should I be your fetch girl?! Send her instead. That way she might do something useful." She cocked her head at me with a bitchy smile. I had to count to ten before answering to calm down my nerves. Rebekah really was the bitchiest person I had ever met. She was even more annoying than Caroline when she had been angry with me.

"Alright. You have my number." I told Sophie, standing up. I then turned to Elijah. "The pool. Cool her down." He nodded as I brushed past him.


"Sage…" I muttered, rummaging through Katie's collection of herbs. I figured since I had saved her boyfriend from rotting away for a hundred years, she owed me a favor. Even from her grave. "Rosemary, basil, lavender… What is this, a witch cooking shop?!" I exclaimed quietly to myself.

"Julie?" Shit. "Isn't this Katie's shop?" I turned around slowly to meet Marcel's gaze. He looked at me with calculating eyes, while I rummaged through my mind for a good excuse to be stealing witch herbs.

"Yes. What are you doing here?"

"Protecting my city form vandals and thieves… Didn't think you'd be one of them."

"Oh, so you mean that you didn't come here to steal herbs for your gumbo? Damn, I'm disappointed. I love your gumbo." I asked, diverting the attention from me. Unfortunately, my boyfriend knew me better than to accept that.

"You're doing that thing again."

"What thing?"

"That thing when you joke when you're nervous." Marcel replied with a small smile, walking closer to me. His voice was sweet and inviting as he spoke, making my heart flutter slightly. Wait, I knew what he was doing. He was also trying to manipulate me. "I know you, Julie."

He was standing close to me now. So very close that I could smell the familiar scent of sandalwood, and the warmth tickle of his breath against my skin. Oh, how I loathed fighting with Marcel. I longed for his touch more than ever, and I didn't trust myself to make good decisions in that moment.

"I know you're hiding something." Don't betray Klaus. For the sake of the baby. My inner voice spoke to me, and I felt my heart splitting as I looked into the eyes of the man I loved. How could I lie to him? Yet what would he do if he found out about Hayley and the baby? Marcel could be ruthless. And he never listened to me when I pleaded with him to show mercy. Telling him would mean putting Hayley and baby Klaus in danger.

"These are for Davina." I admitted slowly, making it seem as if I was embarrassed. "I would've bought them for her, but… I thought that this shop was rotting here anyway."

Marcel peered down at me with narrowed eyes, and I held his gaze as if to prove that I was being honest.

"Alright." He finally admitted after our small staring contest. I finally looked away, and that's when I saw the small bottle on the shelf behind him. It had the word "sage" written on the sticker.

"Hah! There it is." I exclaimed, moving past him to take the herb. I put it in my handbag as I turned around to meet Marcel's gaze again. He still didn't look completely convinced. Divert him, divert him. NO, I know what you're thinking, Juliette. Not with humor!

"Are you still upset with me because of Thierry?" I asked him, softening my expression. I did genuinely wonder. "I'm sorry for going behind your back."

"It's fine. He was innocent." MArcel sighed, his shoulders relaxing. He took a few steps towards me to brush aside a strand of my hair from my eyes."I hate fighting with you."

"Me too." I whispered, leaning into his hand. Marcel's warm gaze made my heart melt, and I contemplated telling him everything for just one second. Screw Klaus, screw his fucked up family. I loved Marcel, and I owed him the truth. But then I saw Hayley before me, panting for breath, clutching her stomach desperately. No, I couldn't betray her.

"I have to go now." I mumbled, pulling away from Marcel. "See you later?" My boyfriend only replied with a nod before I exited the small shop.


"What took you so bloody long?" Rebekah exclaimed as soon as I joined the party next to the pool.

"I had a run in with Marcel." I snapped back, while giving the herbs to Sophie. Everyone froze around me, even Hayley, who was wrapped up in a blanket. "What? I didn't tell him anything. Chill." I sighed, but my company didn't seem convinced.

"She's burning up." Elijah broke the silence after feeling Hayley's forehead.

"We need to do this now. Get her in the water." Sophie commanded Elijah as soon as she had started fiddling with the herbs.

"I don't see how a midnight swim is supposed to help." Rebekah turned to the witch, and I resisted the urge to facepalm. Okay, despite my natural dislike of the blonde, she was annoying.

"I already told you." I gave her a sweet smile. "Her temperature is high, so we need to cool her down."

"The water, with the help of the herbs, should help." Sophie filled in. She grabbed the cup of whatever witchy gunk she had been preparing and walked over to Elijah and Hayley. The eldest Original was currently carrying the werewolf in the pool.

"Drink this." Sophie gave the cup to Hayley and commanded her to drink. I noticed Rebekah glaring at me from the corner of my eye, but I kept my attention focused on the trio in the pool. "You're gonna have to get her heartrate down." Sophie turned to Elijah.

"And how do you suggest I do that?"

"Hold her. It's a natural human remedy to slow the heartbeat and reduce blood pressure." Elijah held onto Hayley tight as he walked deeper into the pool, and I heard Rebekah sigh loudly next to me.

"This is never gonna work." She complained, and I raised my brows at her nonchalantly.

"Talk about the optimist."

"Shut up, or I might rip out your heart for real next time." She sneered at me, and I gulped. Uhm, no, I'd rather she didn't.

"Davina will break that link." Elijah spoke from the pool. He seemed to have missed our little spat. "We just need time."

The next minutes were spent by Hayley restlessly turning, and Elijah reassuring her with comforting words. Meanwhile, I was standing by a few feet from the edge of the pool, biting my nails off in anxiety. That was until Hayley screamed out in pain, and both Rebekah and I hurried to the very edge of the turquoise water in panic.

"I just felt it lift." Sophie said unexpectedly, and Hayley's cries turned to soft whimpers. The witch picked up a needle and pricked the palm of her hand. My chest heaved with a relieved sigh as I watched Hayley and Elijah. They were looking at each other intensely, as the Original was checking Hayley's hand for the prick of Sophie's needle. Something seemed to be going on between them. Shit, and she was carrying Klaus's child. Wasn't she his girlfriend too? Wonder what he'd think if he was there.

Rebekah took Hayley in her arms as I went to fetch a towel. But through my vamp hearing, I could hear Elijah and Sophie's conversation.

"As soon as Klaus finds out that the link is broken… He'll kill Agnes." The witch said softly. "I know you don't owe me anything, but please don't let him kill her."

I nearly jumped out of surprise as Elijah jumped out of the pool in high speed and landed right next to me. However, I gathered myself and moved over to han the red towel to the shivering werewolf.

"Elijah! She's our only access to the power we need to survive. Promise me that you'll stop him!" The witch pleaded, her dark eyes desperate. The Original vampire picked his phone up and dialed a number, presumably Klaus's.

"It's me, where are you?" Short pause. "No, don't hurt her. I'll be there shortly." He hung up and turned back to Sophie. "I'll make you one last promise. I won't let my brother kill Agnes." He nodded at her before moving away, leaving us all in silence.


After Hayley had thanked me and Rebekah had merely insulted me a little bit more, I was left walking along the lonely dark street leading home to the compound alone. After the night I had had, I wasn't even afraid of Rachel and Sofia attacking me anymore. I was tired, and I wanted to get home so that I could melt in Marcel's arms and stay there forever.

But that was not what fate had in mind. And invisible force crashed into me just as I had reached the turn to Bourbon Street.

"I should kill you right away for spying on my family." Klaus' voice whispered in my right ear as I was pressed up against a brick wall. I forced myself to look at him, even as I was struggling for breath from his iron grip.

"Spying? I was helping to save Hayley's life." I spat back through gurgling sounds. The hybrid was glaring at me with so much anger that I was actually afraid of him.

"You know too much." The quirky smirking Klaus who I had come to know was nowhere in sight. This beast with glowing yellow eyes was someone entirely new, and I could tell that he was having an inner feud. If he would've wanted to kill me, I would've been dead already.

"Then kill me." I challenged with a hoarse voice. My throat felt as if it was being crushed into a million pieces, but I didn't bother fighting him. He would win anyway. I watched the contemplation in Klaus' eyes while silently hoping that my theory was right. That he wouldn't kill me.

With a quick motion, the hybrid let go of his grasp on me and let me sink to the ground. He hadn't killed me. Why? It would've hurt Marcel. And that way, he would've been certain that Hayley remained a secret to him.

"He–" Klaus mumbled, his voice breaking as he turned around to shield his face. There was vulnerability in his voice, mixed with worry and a slight tinge of relief. "Marcel cannot know. I have to protect them." I still couldn't see his face, but my heart slowed at the sound of his voice. There was a new kind of maturity in him. I suddenly understood his anger. Why he was so desperate to work against Marcel. He had to defend his loved ones.

"I won't tell him anything. I promise." I mumbled softly. I took a careful step towards Klaus, who still had his back towards me. But just as I was about to place my hand on his shoulder, he disappeared.

A/N: Hi! I just wanted to ask you to please leave comments to tell me what you like with this story! I'm always looking for ways to make it better 3 3 Thank you!