Chapter 15: Your Mine & I'm Yours

Hayley laughed and smiled as Rebekah told her countless stories of her lifetime along with that of The Casket Girls and how it's a yearly reminder of how women can be oppressed by selfish men and but also of how they can triumph when brave enough to fight for themselves.

"Sounds pretty cool." Hayley spoke seeing Rebekah in yet another light. Even though she chose to often come across as a selfish and spoilt little sister, she was in many ways very compassionate and not selfish and spoilt at all. Hayley never mentioned it knowing her defensive nature but she was sure deep down Rebekah felt alone as any other girl would.

"So when's the party?" she asked.

"I'm not exactly sure; I'm probably going to have to take over some of the organisation with what Klaus and Marcel being in charge." Rebekah replied sipping yet more alcohol.

Hayley watched her drink the entire glass. "Um are you planning on getting drunk?"

Rebekah stopped and thought for a bit.

"No. But I might as well." She then replied.

Hayley snatched the bottle.

"Maybe give it a rest eh, like you said you've got a party to run" She told Rebekah confused at the sudden reckless behaviour.

"Fine." Rebekah agreed, she stepped of the bed and slumbered out of the room.

Hayley smiled.

She then looked at the bottle in her hands. It had been ages since she had had a drink. She thought of her own reckless years where she'd drank until she'd dropped, partying on countless nights; often waking up and no having any idea where she was. She giggled remembering this and then laughed more as she looked down at her bump. Herself then would never have pictured her future self in this situation.

She didn't even realise that Elijah stood at the door.

"I hope you haven't been drinking." He spoke sternly.

Hayley looked up, surprised that he was here with Klaus being just downstairs.

"Of course not." Hayley replied. "I was with Rebekah."

"Klaus is with Marcel, somewhere." Elijah told her, as usual somehow reading he mind.

Hayley relaxed a little on hearing this as they always did knowing that the Klaus threat was no around. She felt the sadness envelope her for a second as she realised they would nearly always be on edge from now.

Elijah took a seat on the edge of her bed, there seemed to be a strange tension between them and it did not feel good.

"Are you alright?" Elijah asked her softly.

Hayley nodded almost too quickly. Was she alright? She thought she was.

"Katherine..." Hayley suddenly spoke.

Elijah turned to look at her, inside he grew slightly worried but his expression remained calm.

"What about her?" he questioned.

"Were you and..." Hayley spoke trying to think of a way to ask

"Yes." Elijah replied knowing what the question would be.

"It was a long time ago, when she was hardly anything like the woman she became." He continued as if remembering old moments.

Hayley took this information it. She supposed it meant more sense now.

"Why did you ask?" Elijah then spoke.

"Just curiosity." She smiled.

"I just couldn't imagine you with her." She then added.

Elijah neared her brushing her hair aside.

"Let us not talk about this." He spoke sweetly.

Hayley agreed.

She felt his cool lips land upon her own and became lost in the moment as she always did when they kissed. It almost felt like they were reuniting after some sort of argument even though they hadn't argued at all. It was the distance that had been created in such a short space of time. Klaus. Katherine. Caroline even. Thoughts had pushed them apart and now they were back together again.

Elijah's hands curved around her waist and Hayley smiled as he placed his forehead upon hers and sighed as if he had needed to do that so intensely. His eyes were scrunched shut and hers were lightly closed. He finally opened them and pulled her close.

"It hasn't even been a day." Hayley murmured.

Elijah kissed her again thinking of how she had reacted on hearing Caroline's name, and Klaus' smirks at her comments.

How was he to survive this? He thought. How was he supposed to watch Klaus around her if a few seconds away from her was proving impossible?

Hayley noticed his frustration and she placed her hands on his clavicle.

"Hey." She spoke softly as he finally looked up at her.

His expression immediately softened as his mind filled up with her face.

"You're mine." He thought staring at her. The thought replicated in his head.

"You're mine." Elijah found himself saying.

Hayley smiled and he instantly began to relax.

"Yours." She replied and the brightness returned to her eyes.

Elijah couldn't help but smile at that.

He then secretly pulled the bottle that sat from near her lap and placed it on the dresser.

Hayley rolled her eyes.

"Really? You know I'd never." She told him.

"I know." Elijah spoke protectively.

"It's just rather unnerving seeing a pregnant woman with bottle of Bourbon." He spoke.

Hayley laughed.

Elijah sat back down and Hayley crawled next to him.

"Did you hear about the party?" Elijah asked.

"Yeah, Rebekah just told me." Hayley replied.

"Are you looking forward to it?" he asked.

"Hmm. Pregnant and parties don't always go." She mused.

"It's practically drinking and dancing right? And for me that's orange juice and embarrassing."

Elijah laughed.

"Actually I've been looking forward to find an opportunity to dance with you." Elijah spoke in a low tone.

Hayley smiled as he kissed her on the forehead.

"I suppose it won't be that bad after all." Hayley replied.

They both then grew silent for a second remembering that it was Klaus hosting this party.

"Let's try and not think it over too much." He told her playing with her fingers.

"That applies to you too, you know" Hayley's eyes darted to him.

"Yes, I know. Me too." Elijah agreed, pulling her near him so that she was now cradled into his arm.

They both sighed with a somewhat relief feeling much better after talking.