Klaus + Hayley: Comforting the Man

It has been three months since Hope was taken away by Rebekah, out of this cruel world that people lived in. Hayley had done nothing in the meantime and did her best to avoid everyone in the house, especially Elijah and Klaus. They all felt like strangers now, like their one hope at reuniting their family was lost. She was the one who was lost. Hayley had never felt more pain in her heart since the day her adoptive parents kicked her out of her home. She had never felt this way even when Klaus threatened to kill her and their baby the night that he found out. Never ever, had she ever felt this grief.

She had been sitting in her room, all cooped up, looking over the nursery, like it was a sacred place for her. It was her safe place, a place where she could go to and realize that she was still the same person as she had been before. Once she left the nursery, she could remember that nothing would ever be the same again. She was no longer the strong and beautiful Werewolf Queen everyone made her out to be. She became a monster, a hybrid. She became someone disrespected in the supernatural world.

Her room was filling with things that hadn't been touched, except the mirror, in which Hayley would usually stand there and look at her hybrid teeth grow and then go back to normal. She figured out how to control them, but that also took a while. Elijah had tried a couple of times to reach out to her but she rejected him. She felt like whatever it had been between them had been only in her imagination, only in a dream or something that happened once upon a time. She told him that she didn't need any help, when in fact she did. She needed to be with two people: Hope…and her father.

She and Klaus had barely spoken since the night Rebekah took Hope away. They had talked briefly and then he had departed. She would watch him at night occasionally. She would go to bed, and immediately wake up when she heard the door open and slam shut, because she knew it was him. She got up and went to check up on him, noticing how he was drenched in alcohol and he reeked of women. He was so drunk, he could barely walk. Her look hardened when she thought about him drinking through the night and finding his comfort in other women's arms or rather their beds. She had had enough experience with Genevieve when she was pregnant with Hope. She didn't need a repeat.

Hayley thought that he would at least acknowledge that she was there but he wouldn't. He would just ignore her and go to him room to take a shower and get the smell out before Elijah would start giving him lectures. She would wait outside his room and listen to the water running down on him. Then as he would get out, she would instantly leave, not bearing to look at him in the eyes and say something to him, even though that was what she wanted. He was grieving their lost daughter, even though they both knew that she would be back to them soon. She wasn't lost. She was with Rebekah. That was natural because she was grieving too, but she was hoping that he would at least try to speak with her.

One night, she waited for him at the top of the stairs for him to return from his drinking night. He came in all grumbled up as usual and had trouble closing the door. Heck, he even had trouble standing on his feet. Before he could fall, Hayley speeded to him and grabbed him before his body could touch the ground. His gorgeous and blue eyes looked up into her own hazel ones. "What are you doing?" Hayley asked in a whisper as she slid a hand through her long tangled hair and got him on his feet. He put his arm around her shoulder with another grumble and she held him in place. She felt really sorry for him all of a sudden, even though that she wanted to point out that his attitude towards the situation was not acceptable and it was upsetting her a lot, because she had more problems on her mind than him. They had barely had a normal conversation for three months now. It reminded Hayley of the three months they had spent alone in Governor's home when he first found out about her pregnancy.

"You're lucky Elijah is not home right now." She whispered softly once again as she settled him on the couch and took off his bloody shirt. He grinned at her and she just wanted to slap that grin off his face. "Shut up. You have blood all of over this." She took the shirt to the washer and came back to see that he hadn't in fact been drinking blood along with alcohol all night. He was wounded. "It'll heal, love." He whispered to her once he saw her stunned expression. She immediately brought over a bucket of water with a towel and started cleaning the wound, despite the fact that she knew it would heal anyway. He was looking at her with a light headache and Hayley offered him a vegetable drink she prepared. "It always helps. I had these problems once too when I was drinking." She told him.

He appreciated her helping him. Klaus had no idea that she would even be willing to speak to him, let alone help him after barely speaking to one another since Hope had gone far away from the city. She finished cleaning the wound and brought him a clean shirt from his closet which he gratefully took and put it on. Thankfully, this time, he didn't smell. "What were you doing on top of the stairs, couldn't sleep, little wolf?" He continued to call her that, even though she was a hybrid now. "I was waiting for you, because I want to talk." He shook his head and stood up, realizing that her drink really had some sort of effect on him and he was no longer drunk. "Hayley, I am not in the mood." He started going to his room but Hayley blocked his way. "No! You sit down and you tell me why you are avoiding me."

"What sort of answer are you expecting from me, love? In case you haven't noticed, my life hasn't exactly been easy ever since you got pregnant!" That was a harsh thing to say but Hayley accepted it because she saw into his eyes that he was regretting it. "Life isn't easy for me either! I am a hybrid now and my own family of werewolves doesn't even recognize me anymore since Francesca took over. How do you think I am dealing with this?" She turned around but he grabbed her arm and whispered, "I will listen now, love. Tell me." She had tried to free herself but Klaus was so much stronger than her. "Please stay and talk to me, little wolf." He told her and she finally gave up.

Before they knew it, they were both on the soft sofa in front of the fireplace as Hayley whispered, "I miss her just as much as you do, which is why we must do everything in our power to get her back. Can you understand that?" she asked him and he nodded. She was looking over at his face and how concentrated he was on things…she knew nothing about. She knew that the last thing he wanted right now was to have a discussion about their child with her. Hayley sighed and said, "If you want, I can help you. It doesn't have to be this way." "I think that you're the one who needs that help more than I do, little wolf. You're a hybrid now." "So why don't we help one another?" she whispered silently.

At last, she saw something that put her down, something she never expected to see from him. Tears of sadness. Tears that he so rarely showed even to the people he cared about. Without warning, she pulled him into his arms for a warm embrace which he accepted and buried his nose into her neck. Hayley felt more tears dripping right into her neck but she didn't mind and she knew that he didn't mind either. It was just them and no one around to see the mess he was. She stroked his hair gently and let some of her own tears fall onto his back. "We will get through this…together." She told him with confidence in her voice.

Elijah came home even later that night and he couldn't believe what he was seeing in the living room. Hayley and Klaus were sleeping in one another's embrace, covered with a blanket. He wished to wake them up, because he had been meaning to speak to Hayley, but she was sleeping so peacefully, more peacefully than he had ever seen her before. He couldn't wake her, so he left with a sigh, realizing that she needed his brother, more than him right now.