Previously in Kings & Queens Of NOLA, Hayley and Rebekah attended the banquet that Marcel and Klaus had prepared for the arrival of Camille and Genevieve at the compound. The night ended up with Rebekah attending with a special antique dress she wore a long time ago at a ball to remind Marcel. The two ended up dancing again, but with Camille's interruption who told Marcel that she's pregnant and it's his child. Hayley and Klaus shared an emotional dance where Klaus tried to get even closer to Hayley but she refused his advances. In this chapter, we will see who else will find out about Camille's pregnancy and if Rebekah and Marcel still have that special connection. Genevieve will question Klaus about his dance with Hayley and it's time for the witches to pick sides, as the main war is getting closer. Please review and let me know what you like. Long May They Reign!

PS: I know that some of you said that Cami's pregnancy doesn't make any sense and I just have to tell you THAT'S the idea. It doesn't make any sense but we'll explore more of that in this chapter and see how other characters feel about this unexpected pregnancy.

Hayley's POV

I was trying to sleep some more that morning but I couldn't. The image of me and Klaus dancing still came up in my mind and the shock when he tried to kiss me was still there. How could he do that? Why would he want to do that? Maybe at that moment, it was just the alcohol that had seeped into his system and he was not thinking straight. I mean, he just asked Genevieve to move in here with him. That meant something. It meant that he wanted to explore their relationship. I couldn't really let myself care about what they had. What I had to focus on was what I couldn't have with Klaus no matter how much I really wanted it on the inside. There was a knock on my door and I had a feeling as to who it was. I opened it up and there stood Rebekah, fidgeting a little. "Do you mind if I come in?" she asked and I shook my head, letting her in.

She dropped down on my bed, deep in thought. I sighed and sat down with her, caressing my belly. "How is my little niece?" Rebekah asked with a smile and I nodded. "She's better than she used to be. But I know that you don't really want to talk about my baby, Rebekah. Go ahead, talk to me about your problems because I have them to." I whispered to her and she nodded. "I know that you might be mad at me for saying this but haven't you felt lately that maybe we are taking this revenge business way too far for our own good?" she asked me and I shook my head. "What do you mean by that?" "I mean that maybe teaming up with your pack of wolves to take down Niklaus and Marcel is…it just doesn't feel right as it used to at the beginning." "You told me that Genevieve intimidated you last night." "No, she did not intimidate me. I would never let her do that. It's just that maybe well…she has a point. We should stop." "You told me that you want to go along with the plan in secret." I argued. Now what was wrong with me? I didn't want this plan to work anymore, but here I was encouraging it. "I don't know." Rebekah whispered and looked at her hands.

"The time that I danced with Marcel last night, it sort of reminded me of how we used to be and how our relationship always should have been. Now because of Camille, nothing will ever be the same with us." "This is really complicated but we really have to make a choice here. Either we do it or we don't do it, Rebekah and I think it's your call." "What about you? What happened with Nik last night? What did he say to you?" she asked me and I hesitated. "Nothing important. It's just that he trusts me more than he should and I feel very guilty." I explained to her. "So, do you think that we should just suck it in Genevieve's face and do this?" Rebekah asked me. "All I know is that you may think that the direction you're going with Marcel again is romantic when in his mind, it may not be. He's moved on and maybe you should to. I am tired of having to put up with Genevieve so yes, I say that we go along with this." I said to her.

"Okay. But what about the Crescent Wolves?" Rebekah asked me and I felt guilty all of a sudden. "Rebekah, I lied to you before. The Crescent Wolves are actually ready to finally fight." I explained. "Why would you lie to me about it? We're best friends remember? We don't lie to one another." She seemed really mad about this but I had my own personal reasons and I wasn't going to share them with her. "Rebekah, listen, things are much more complicated for me right now as they are for you, okay? I feel completely out of control for some reason." I decided to go to the bathroom and take off my PJ's putting on normal clothes for the day. I came out and I saw that Rebekah had not moved and she was still deep in thought. "Alright! Fine, I forgive you. You don't need to explain anything to me." Rebekah said and then, she got up wanting to leave. "Where are you going?" I asked, worried that she was still mad at me. "I have to go and see someone." Rebekah whispered and I nodded. "I am going to call Sophie and see how we stand with the full moon and everything." Rebekah nodded and headed for the door. I sat back down on the bed as Klaus infiltrated my mind. Maybe this was exactly what he wanted to do. He was trying to seduce me so he could keep me under control. I was not going to let him get away with something like this. I refused to fall for another one of his sweet speeches to me again.

Sophie's POV

"What are you all doing here? Aren't you supposed to get ready?" I asked the witches in the coven as I stepped inside. Some of them glared at me and I knew that there was something completely wrong here. I should have brought Davina with me because I was sure they would have had a greater influence on them. Some of the witches stood up and faced me. "Listen, we don't want to say anything, Sophie but some of us have to realize where our loyalty stands." One of the witches told me and I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms over my chest. "And what is that supposed to mean?" I asked. "It means that we would like Genevieve to be our elder. She seems much fit for the job." One of the few witches who had stood up said to me.

I did my best as to not act too shocked about this or to look weak. I was the elder of this coven and the witches were going to treat me with some respect. "I don't know what you think but you should know that as long as you are in this coven, you answer to me. If not, then you are free to leave this coven and never come back." I snapped at them. How could they talk that way to me after I have done nothing but protect them? "Has Genevieve come here to speak to you?" I finally asked and the few witches nodded. "And you listened to her? After everything that she had done? She is a traitor!" I nearly yelled at them but they didn't seem too convinced by this. "We want a real elder and you are just not it, Sophie." They told me. "What about our plan? This place will finally be at peace once Hayley and Rebekah take over. We began this plan to back them up in doing so." I told them and they shook their heads. "No, you began this plan all on your own with those two and then you came here and influenced us to follow you. At least, with Genevieve we would be given the right to do as we please." I couldn't believe this! Genevieve was getting everything she wanted after all. We hadn't able to refrain her from trying to get the elder position even though she betrayed us to get it on with Klaus. "So, what do you want to do now? Are you planning on running over there to her? Back to the compound and back her up?"

They were looking at one another before the one leading them whispered, "No, we will not abandon this sacred place for us witches. We are asking you to step aside and let Genevieve be the elder that she deserves to be." My mouth dropped slightly when I heard that. "So, you are planning on stepping away from the plan and let Genevieve control you? You have no idea what a big mistake you are making!" "It's our decision, Sophie!" they said and at that moment, the other remaining witches stepped out of the darkness and stood by me. I had no idea what was happening until one of them spoke up. "If you want to go and serve Genevieve then you may go and do so but out of this place. The rest of us still want Sophie to lead us, because she is the rightful elder." The witches who were on the outs gaped at us. They were really expecting to take me down that easily? I pointed them the way out and they had done so, looking really angry and upset. They had been banished with the help of the other witches from the sacred grounds. "What do we do now, Sophie?" "I don't know. We are ten witches short now but that's okay. Keep working on that potion for the werewolves. It's the best we can do. I need to check when the full moon will rise." I told them. "You don't need to, Sophie. Tomorrow night is the full moon."

Tomorrow night? That didn't leave us that much time at all! Before I could respond, my phone started ringing and I looked at the caller ID. It was Hayley. "Hey, what's up?" I asked. The witches went back to the potion they had to create. "Hi, Sophie! Am I interrupting something?" she asked me and she had sort of a weak tone that sort of frightened me. "No, everything's okay. I do have some trouble that I will tell both you and Rebekah about it later but other than that, I am okay and we are still working on the potion for the werewolves. Is something wrong? You don't sound good." "That's the thing, Sophie. I don't feel very well. I think I have a fever. Could you come over here and make sure that whatever it is does not affect the baby? Please, I really need your help." She was begging me and I felt sorry for her. "Okay. I suppose that I can come over to the compound soon." I whispered and she said "Thank you." very slowly before she hung up on me. I growled when I thought about Klaus. Why wasn't he doing anything as the baby's father? Why wasn't he showing any care towards this girl when she needed him the most? It was always me that was the baby's babysitter and Hayley's.

Klaus' POV

Marcel and I needed to focus on one thing and one thing alone that morning. We had some new rules that we needed to put out there for the people to see, rules that they might like to follow. Marcel had asked me a couple of times if we were doing the right thing with these rules and I told him that we had to do our best and please the people of the city, also thinking about Hayley as I said that. She was the one who recommended me to get the people of New Orleans to like me more. A ruler was not only supposed to rule, he was supposed to inspire his people. As much as I wanted to smile when I thought about Hayley, I couldn't. The night replayed in my head when I said some things to her that I would have rather not said, not because I might not have meant what I said…it was because…I couldn't mean what I had said to her.

Marcellus didn't look like he was concentrating on much of his work either so I finally out the stacks of papers on the table and put my feet up on the desk in my office where we now where. "Would you care to tell me why you are not paying attention? We rule this town together, Marcel so if something goes wrong because of one leader, and the other leader shares the blame. I don't want that to happen with us so speak." I told him and he finally looked up, his mouth slightly open as he sat back in his seat and covered his mouth with his hand. "Camille told me something last night that I just can't get out of my head, Klaus." Marcel finally whispered and I frowned. "What? Is she sick again?" "She is sick but with good reason. She's pregnant!" Marcel finally told me and I smirked. Well, what do you know! There came the time when Marcel found out how unfaithful women can be. I rose up from the table and put my arm around him. "Don't worry, old friend! I can guarantee that without a woman like that on your shoulders, you will feel much freer. Now, let's open up a bottle of scotch and celebrate!" I exclaimed and went to my private reserve which was in the back of the room. I kept all the good and old drinks right there.

Putting my hand on one special scotch bottle, I thought about opening it but decided against it. It was the bottle of scotch Hayley and I consumed on our night together. It was the most passionate night of my life. I allowed her to look into my deep soul the way I never let anyone in before. That was also the night we created this blessing, my child that she was carrying. Marcel was looking at me in a confused way as I turned around with a different bottle which contained wine. "What's the matter?" I asked. "Did you understand what I just said, Klaus?" "What do you take me for? A fool? Of course I understand! That woman has been unfaithful to you and slept with another man. She's human, Marcel. You didn't honestly believe that you could spend the rest of your life with her as your lady friend, did you? Now, come on, share a drink with me." He was raising his eyebrows at me. "Klaus, Camille is pregnant and that is my child that she's carrying!" he finally exclaimed and I dropped the bottle of wine on the floor, shattering to pieces as well as the liquid soaking the carpet. "What did you just say? Marcellus, be reasonable! You know very well that is not possible!" I argued with him and sat next to him. "Oh, no, it is possible Genevieve tested it and it's mine! I felt the heartbeat! It's my baby she's carrying. She hasn't been with anyone but me for weeks, Klaus." "But how could this be? Vampires cannot procreate. What happened with Hayley and me…is a miracle but you are a vampire…" "…and she's human. It can happen and it did happen."

I thought about what I was going to say to him next. "Congratulations, Marcellus! You will finally have your own child to love and care for as I will have mine." I whispered to him, still confused of how this could happen. Marcel looked over at me and pulled me in for a hug. "I am happy, Klaus. I really am. You know how I've always wanted a child and thought it wouldn't be possible because I am a vampire. The only child I was able to raise was Davina for as long as I could but now, I will get the chance to raise my own child." Marcel said with a smile. "You will have to protect Camille from any danger. She's human. She can be exposed to lots of great dangers. She is your responsibility now, Marcel." I told her and he nodded. "I will protect her."

Camille's POV

I was nervously waiting in my room for her to show up. She was supposed to be taking care of some business when she finally arrived and I flung my arms around her neck, hugging her. "Where have you been?" I asked Genevieve as she pried my hands off of her. "Oh, just to take care of some personal witch business. There is nothing for you to worry about, sweetheart." She answered me and I looked at her really excited. "Can you believe this is happening? I am finally having Marcel's child, like I always wanted!" I told her with a smile. "Have you told him at the party like you said you would?" Genevieve asked and I nodded. "Just as we planned. He knows now and…he looked a little shocked and upset at first but I saw his smile when he put his hand on my belly. It's the sweetest thing I have ever seen, Genevieve. It can really make a man feel better about himself and his life. And the way he looks at me…I think we belong together!"

Maybe I was a little too excited for this but why wouldn't I be? The man I loved was finally going to have a baby with me like he wanted and a baby which will make sure to keep me connected to Marcel for the rest of my life. Genevieve had made all of this happen. It was her I had to thank but she looked a little more preoccupied about other things. She was lost in thoughts. "What's wrong?" I asked her. "Remember when I told you that if I do this for you, you would have to offer me something in return right?" I sighed and remembered how I promised. "Yes, of course. What is it? What do you need me to do?" I asked her. She just smiled at me. "I want you to just enjoy yourself rubbing it in Rebekah's face when she finally hears about this." "What does this have to do with Rebekah?" "I just want her to see that she can't always get what she wants." I frowned as I could remember the conversation I had with Rebekah very well.

"I just wanted to talk to you about Marcel." "Forgive me if I am not interested in talking about my ex, Cami." "I understand. I just wanted you to know that what we have between us is something serious and it is going to stay that way." "That's all you have to say to me? Listen, Cami, I know very well that Marcel is in a relationship with you. I am not blind to that. I just don't know what that has to do with me. What are you trying to say here?" "Oh, well then, that is all I've wanted you to know. Marcel is with me now and I feel like…well…I feel like you have a hard time getting used to it." "I don't have a hard time, alright? I don't understand what you're saying. I am going to ask you to get to the point, Cami and stop playing games so early in the morning. Getting an Original Vampire upset is not a good thing, you know." "Is that a threat Rebekah?" "No, it isn't. I don't make threats to humans, Cami. You should already know that. In fact, I can't figure out why you would be so against me all of a sudden. We used to get along just fine once upon a time." "Yes, we used to. Right before you left town but some time has passed and…now I have my future to think of and the people in it and I just want to make sure that there are no more obstacles." "So, let me get this straight. You see me as a threat to your relationship with Marcel? Is that what's going on here? Because I am a little confused." "No, I know that you are out of his mind and heart. He has made that crystal clear to me. I just want to know if he is out of your heart and mind as well." "Yes, he is out!" "Good. That's all I need to know from you, Rebekah. You may depart now."

"Genevieve, Rebekah told me that Marcel is out of her life and Marcel told me firmly that she is out of his life as well. There is nothing we need to be worried about." "I am not so sure about that, Cami. You didn't live back in the days when Marcel and Rebekah used to have a strong romance going on, even behind Klaus' back. They loved each other more than anything else in the world and I think that they still do." My mouth was a little open as I couldn't understand this properly. "No, Marcel is with me. We've been together for weeks and he told me that Rebekah is history and I am exactly the girl he wants in his life. I am also having his child. That can also mean a lot of things in this situation. "So, do you understand what I need you to do?" "Okay, fine but like I said, she's not into Marcel anymore but I will keep her out of the way. And…what are you going to do about Hayley being this close to Klaus?" Genevieve rolled her eyes at me. I knew that she remembered very well how close they got when they danced the other night. "You worry about Rebekah with Marcel and you let me worry about Hayley with Klaus. She may be pregnant with his child but there is nothing else between them and today I shall speak to Klaus and sort this out." Genevieve said with a smirk and left my room.

Rebekah's POV

I had been looking all over the place for Marcel. I really needed to speak to him about what happened at the banquet between us. This really wasn't supposed to happen and it was unexpected yet I wanted it just as much as I knew he wanted it too. I needed to find him and figure out what we should do with our relationship, especially since I had a plan behind all this romance that I needed a break from. I needed to know from Marcel where we stood so I could finally know what to do about the plan that Hayley and I had to take over New Orleans.

Looking a little desperate, I finally rounded a corner where I saw Diego with some vampires and they were all smirking and speaking about something. They turned around and saw me. "Well, well, well, here comes the high-class Blonde Original Vampire!" Diego exclaimed with a smirk and I rolled my eyes. "Yes and you make sure not to forget me. I am looking for Marcel, Diego. Where is he?" I demanded and Diego shrugged. "Probably just with Klaus in his studies, giving him the big news!" "What big news?" I wanted to know and he smirked again. "Well, I am sorry but that is confidential, sweetheart." Before he could say more, he was grabbed by the neck and thrown against the wall by me. I smiled at him more sweetly this time. "I am going to ask again. What's the big news?" "One that you will surely enjoy." Diego said and pulled himself free of my grip. "Camille is pregnant and it's Marcel's kid." He laid the bomb on me. "What?" I whispered. Diego shrugged. "If you don't believe me, go and ask Marcel yourself. I told you where he might be." For a second, I was sure that he was lying. Camille couldn't get pregnant by a vampire. It was impossible. But then I thought about the loophole that was with Hayley and Niklaus, but that was a whole different story. Vampires cannot procreate. It was something clear as day. "I will be seeing Marcel right now." I told Diego and headed to the study where he told me he would be. This was not possible. It couldn't be possible.

Knocking on the door, I didn't even wait for permission to go inside and I saw Niklaus and Marcel in there who were also discussing probably the pregnancy and I gulped as I entered. "Sister! How kind of you to join us!" Nik said to me with a smirk on his face as he glanced at Marcel's nervous expression. "I came here to talk to you, Marcel, in private if you don't mind." I was sure that Niklaus already figured out the big news and I really didn't want to see that smug on his face or I would have punched him right there. "Rebekah, I have something important to do here. It may not mean much to you, having responsibilities for this city but it means a lot to me so whatever it is, it can wait." Marcel told me and I knew how wrong he was about that. "No, I am going to speak to you right now, Marcellus!" I threatened him with his full name. He looked at me, rolled his eyes and gave Niklaus back the papers, telling him he will be back soon.

I had my arms crossed over my chest as we went up to my room. I wanted to see him there and I closed the door. "What is going on now, Rebekah?" he asked me and I looked at him seriously. "Is what they're saying true? Is Camille really pregnant with your child?" I asked him and he looked surprised that I already knew. "You can blame Diego for that. He was the one who couldn't keep his mouth shut." "Rebekah…" "No, I just need to hear it from you. I need to know if it's true because you know how absurd that is." "Why would it be? Genevieve tested it. The child is mine!" Marcel argued with me and I nodded. "I see. You still trust her." "You are the one who brought her here to town, Rebekah and now all of a sudden, you don't trust her. What is going on? Tell me already! I hate it when you keep secrets from me." "I can't tell you. And I won't." "Well, then…there's nothing left to say." "Nothing? You seemed like you wanted to tell me something last night when we danced." Marcel opened his mouth to say something but I just nodded and turned around to leave but he grabbed my wrist and pulled to him. Our lips were once again inches apart. "Marcel…" I whispered and he came even closer but before our lips could touch, he pulled back and whispered, "I just want you to know that now that things are different…we can't see each other like this. Not anymore, Rebekah." he whispered and I nodded. "I agree with you. This can't happen between us again." And with that, I left my room.

Hayley's POV

Sophie had arrived just in time and she had given me a complete check-over as Rebekah stepped inside my room. I smiled at her. "Hey!" Rebekah didn't say anything back to me and I was getting worried. "Why is Sophie here?" Rebekah asked me. "I don't feel very well after last night and I wanted Sophie to make sure that it has nothing to do with the baby and it won't affect the baby." Rebekah smiled and whispered. "You really love her, don't you?" "More than anything else in the world. She's my flesh and blood, Rebekah." I saw that there was something worrying her and looked into her eyes. "Has something happened? You don't look so good either." I commented and Rebekah nodded. She sat down on the bed next to me and Sophie and was about to respond when Davina stormed into my room and blurted out. "Camille is pregnant! It's Marcel's child!" My mouth dropped in shock and so did Sophie's and Rebekah nodded.

"What do you mean that she is pregnant and it's Marcel's child? Humans can't get pregnant by vampires." I commented and Rebekah shook her head. "Apparently some other loophole happened and gave Marcel the chance to be the father that he always wanted." What she said looked like it really hurt Davina. She was the one who was closest to Marcel out of everyone and she could feel like she was being replaced. I still couldn't believe this! It just couldn't happen! "Rebekah, are you okay with this?" I finally asked and she stood up crossing her arms over her chest, sighing. "I thought I was but I don't think so. I am beginning to doubt my own feelings now. I don't know what is wrong with me!" she commented and covered her face with her hands. She was in shock, just like the rest of us. Sophie finally spoke up. "This can't be true. I am a witch and I know for a fact that vampires cannot procreate. Something is seriously messed up around here." Rebekah nodded. "It gets worse. I spoke to Marcel about it and he said that it was Genevieve who checked out Camille and told her she was pregnant with Marcel's child." "So, something is seriously wrong, whenever Genevieve is involved." I stated.

Davina was thinking for a while and whispered, "Camille and Genevieve seem oddly close and I even told Sophie that they have been talking secretively ever since they moved here." She told us and I frowned. "What do you mean by that?" "I mean that I overheard them talking about a certain plan of theirs. We're not the only ones here with a secret agenda and it's no wonder that Genevieve is using Camille and her baby is a part of her plan." "Wait! Are you saying that Genevieve is behind this? That Camille getting pregnant is not just some accidental miracle?" I asked and Davina nodded her head. "It could be. It's what I think." "What Sophie explained with my pregnancy with Klaus makes sense. It can totally happen since I am a werewolf and Klaus was originally a werewolf too, before his mother used some magic to turn him into a vampire, and once he activated his curse, he finally became a hybrid. But a random vampire procreating with a human is just not possible." I finally said. "I should give her a check-up of my own if she doesn't mind." Sophie told us and I shook her head. "I don't think that she is going to like that much. She doesn't like to be near you, Sophie." "I can persuade her and say it's for the good of the baby. I can manage that." We all agreed on this. Something fishy was going on and it was not our plan that stinks, it was Genevieve's.

Klaus' POV

I poured myself some more alcohol with a smirk as I thought about Marcellus having a baby with Camille. At least their relationship was romantic and it could work well for their child, whereas Hayley and I were just co-parents for our child. At least, it was what I believed. The other night came back into my head and I could remember how stunning she looked in that dress. The color lavender that hugged her curves perfectly. She was so beautiful, mysterious, sexy, graceful and cunning at the same time that it attracted me to her. I didn't know what to do about it. She had never wanted anyone but his brother, the kind and noble Elijah who had run off into the sunset with his Katerina, leaving Hayley and me here to deal with issues on our own. Either way, I refuse to be second to Elijah. Hayley had already rejected me. There was no point in doing anything about except just enjoying my bourbon and think about Marcel's baby.

"Well, I am glad to see you here." I heard a seductive voice behind me and I saw Genevieve entering the room wearing her hair down, with long dangling earrings, a see-through purple shirt and black underwear. She closed the doors behind her and locket them with a seductive smirk that really for the first time ever, didn't turn me on but she continued her advances to me. She put her hands all over my body and put my drink away. She then tried to kiss me but I swiftly turned my head away, getting back to my drink. She stood there, shocked with her hands on her hips. "What the hell was that?" she asked me. I looked at her innocently. "I have no idea what you're talking about, love." She pointed towards herself. "You never rejected this body before. What is wrong with you?" she demanded and I raised an eyebrow. "I am not in the mood, love. I didn't ask you to come here anyway so I don't understand why you're upset. I have business of the city to run here." She put her hands on her hips and watched me look through some papers that barely interested me. She was laughing hysterically at some point.

"Something I said was funny, love?" I asked her and she shook her head and stopped at once and I realized it was more of her fakeness. "Why don't you be a good little boy and tell me what you and Hayley were up to yesterday at the banquet? You left me to go and dance with her!" she growled as she looked at me. She was now sitting on my desk and was making many sexual movements that I could only see as pathetic. "Sweetheart, what is going on between Hayley and me is none of your business." I told her and stood up from the desk, surprising her. "What the hell do you mean by that? You asked me to come here so we can continue our most pleasurable moments, you go around and dance with that mutt carrying your child and…" "Don't you dare insult her, love!" I snapped at her and she stopped talking. How dare she speak about Hayley that way? Genevieve finally got up from the desk and straightened up her outfit. "You should really get to know Hayley better before you jump to any conclusions, Klaus and I am going to give you until tomorrow night to decide if you still want me here or you want to go after her." I rolled my eyes at how naïve she was and watched her leave my study.

Marcel's POV

"Have you told Rebekah?" Camille asked me as soon as I entered her room with a cup of tea. It was especially made for pregnant women like her. I nodded and she smiled as I sat down beside her. "How did she take it?" "Actually, she heard about the pregnancy from Diego and then came to me to make sure it wasn't just a rumor. I confirmed the pregnancy to her." "And? How did she take it?" I should have probably told Camille the truth. I thought to myself that I wouldn't lie to this girl again but if she were to find out that Rebekah and I almost got as intimate as we were at the party the other night, she would really be upset. After all, I promised her that Rebekah was out of my mind and heart for good. I had to stick to that promise which is why I put closure to any sort of romance in the future between Rebekah and me. "She took it better than I expected and she congratulated us for this miracle." I lied and Camille looked surprised. "Wow! That was incredibly nice of her considering…" "Considering what?"

I felt something big was coming up as Camille looked at me a little sad. "Rebekah hasn't exactly been very nice to me lately. She came to my room before I moved here and she got all crazy about my relationship with you. She insulted me and she insulted our relationship." I couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth and frowned. "That's not the Rebekah I know. If she were to be mad, she wouldn't express it to your face like that. That's not her style especially when it comes to love." "So, you admit that she is isn't quite over you yet?" Camille was really pushing my buttons and I had to play it cool. "It's not like that. It's just that Rebekah and I share a long history, Camille. We were dating even before you were born. We met 300 years ago when I was just a kid. Klaus took me in with Elijah and Rebekah. They raised me. I was in love with Rebekah ever since I was a small boy and when I was turned into a vampire, my feelings for her heightened and we just fell in love and…" "Listen, Marcel, I really don't want to hear about you past relationship with Rebekah. All I want to hear is about our future with our child." She put her hand on her belly with a smile and I smiled back. She was right.

"Do you think it's a boy or a girl?" I asked her, deciding to change the subject. "What do you want it to be?" she asked me with a smirk. I just shrugged. It can be anything. "I think I would want a boy." I told her and she nodded, smiling. "But if it's a girl, I will totally be okay with it." I said quickly, as to not seem like I would not love this child if it turns out to be a girl, because I would. I would love her even more but having a boy was always what I imagined. Camille smiled and touched my face with her hand. "I think it's a boy." she whispered against my ear and then kissed me passionately. I kissed her back and she pulled me over to her closer. Her hand was around my shoulders and the other hand was cupping my cheek. "We are going to be in this together as a family now. You must forget all about your past." She whispered and kissed me again. "Can you do that? She asked me and I nodded. But deep inside, I knew that I couldn't just push Rebekah out of my life for good. It could never happen.

Rebekah's POV

I looked at my bitten nails as I sat with Hayley, Sophie and Davina in Hayley's room. Marcel had finally told me where we stood and it was going to remain that way. I suddenly heard Hayley speak up. "I probably should have told you guys this before but my werewolf clan told me a few days ago that they are finally ready to fight." She admitted and Sophie glared at her. "Why haven't you said so sooner?" Hayley hesitated and I knew that she couldn't answer that question. After witnessing their intense dance from the other night, I knew that there was something big brewing between Hayley and Niklaus. I knew that it wasn't my right to stand in the way of something like that but we had a job to do and we would do it soon. Sophie sighed. "I guess I should tell you all what happened to me today. First of all, I lost ten witches. Genevieve had snuck up on them and convinced ten of them to join her and see her as their elder instead of me. This is all Genevieve's work. She is up to something for real." Hayley and I gasped. "Wait, so are you telling me that now, we are ten witches short because of that redheaded witch bitch?" I liked Hayley's choice of words a whole lot at that moment.

Davina shrugged. "You guys have me and you should remember that I hold power that Genevieve can never have. I can take on all of those ten witches at once. It won't be a problem with their betrayal. We can only hope now that they don't spill the beans on Genevieve that we are still going forward with the plan even though she threatened Rebekah to stop last night or she would tell Klaus everything." she stated and Hayley nodded. "So, what is the second thing you wanted to tell us, Sophie?" "Well, it would have really helped me if you had told me sooner that the werewolves are prepared to fight, Hayley. I should just tell you that the only chance we got is if we surprise them tomorrow night on the full moon." "Wait? Is the potion ready?" I asked her and she said, "My girls are going to have it ready by tomorrow morning. It's no problem. The problem is our organization. We haven' had that much luck in the past so you and Hayley really need to think about your entrance." I looked over at Hayley and she nodded. We were going to take them by surprise. They would never see this coming. Davina got herself a drink and settled down. "So, we are really going to pull this off after all, right?" she asked and I nodded, standing up and going to get all of us some drinks and for Hayley, some strawberry juice.

"We aren't doing this for ourselves as Klaus and Marcel had." Hayley declared and I sat down on the bed next to Sophie and Davina as Hayley spoke to us. "We are going to rid this town of injustice tomorrow night and we are going to show those men what women are really capable of doing! We can take over New Orleans too if we want and we are going to show them what peace and freedom is all about. We are doing this for the people and we will rule for the people and not because we want to declare ourselves Queens!" Finally, like the casket girls that we were, we put our drinks together and we toasted. "TO NEW ORLEANS!" we yelled out so everyone in that whole compound could hear us.