Previously, in Kings & Queens of NOLA, Elijah and Hayley had an open discussion about their kiss and how they would be moving forward together to get Rebekah free from Klaus' grasp. Marcel had stopped trusting Genevieve with Camille and his child and doesn't believe the witch to be as trustworthy as Camille believes she is. Genevieve had revealed her plan to kill Klaus and Hayley's baby and bring Mikael back at the request of her ancestors. Hayley had been set up by Elijah to unknowingly distract Klaus while he would react into the hidden chamber in the compound and free Rebekah. Marcel had also found what Klaus had done to Rebekah all this time and is not happy about it. Hurt by Hayley's betrayal once more when he found out she was only making comforting conversation with him so Elijah could free Rebekah, he let Rebekah go and told her not to come back. Hayley had tried to explain that she had no idea she was a distraction for him, but failed.
In this chapter, things are going to take another turn as Marcel confronts Klaus about Rebekah. Camille is going to have more problems with the baby that she will not be able to control and something surprising is going to be discovered regarding Klaus' trusted warlock friend, Kaleb. Violent confrontations will arise between Klaus and Elijah over Hayley as Rebekah and Hope will share more bonding moments. Long May They Reign!
Klaus' POV
Painting was indeed a metaphor for control, but I had no idea that I would be losing so much control in one day. I picked up my brush and swiftly put paint on the new canvas I had set up in my bedroom. I had never felt this abandoned, this rejected before in my life. Some angry strokes with my brush is what made me relive that feeling. Every time that I trusted someone and let my guard down, I would always end up disappointed. I should have known better. Why was I different with Hayley? Why couldn't I see right through her? Why couldn't I see that she was in love with my brother and why did I let her fool me? I never let anyone fool me! Never! I growled as I painted the vision inside of my head. The only thing that I could see was sorrow, heartbreak, dead bodies and blood. The door opened and closed and I growled, putting down my brush and turning around. Marcel was standing there with his hands in his pockets and an angry look on his face. "How dare you come inside my chambers unannounced?" I growled at him and Marcel didn't say anything. He just stepped closer to me as if trying to intimidate me. I just smirked and turned back to my painting, not really caring anymore what I would paint, as long as I did it.
"What the hell is your problem?" marcel suddenly asked me and I continued painting. "I don't understand what you mean. You are the one who busted in here without asking for permission." "Since when do I have to ask permission to go inside of your room?" "Since the people in this compound are taught to show a little respect towards their King." "I am their King too!" Marcel roared and I finally turned to him to see that he had more things on his mind. This was a confrontation, a challenge, a way for him to prove himself as my equal. This was not the first time that we were doing this. "Go ahead. What's on your mind?" I asked him, calmly. "How could you do this to her? She is your sister!" Marcel snapped and I chuckled a little as I had a feeling that Rebekah would be the topic today. I returned to my painting and whispered, "I should have known all along that this would be about your love for my sister." "This is not about my love for her. It does not exist." Marcel told me and I rolled my eyes at that statement. "I love Cami. Don't think that I don't! And I am going to have a son with her." he told me and I motioned for him to carry on anyway. "But I would never imagine that you would do this to your own sister." "She betrayed me and she betrayed you, Marcellus! She deserved it." I told him slowly; as I finished my painting and stared at the bloody war I had painted with lots of dead bodies and a couple of werewolves at victory, the way I had always imagined. Marcel rubbed his forehead. "I get it. She betrayed you with Mikael and…with the way she wanted to take over the city. She did steal half." "And you feel no hatred towards her?" I asked him, surprised. "No. Because I get why she did what she did. You may have raised me but I know better, Klaus. This punishment was not necessary." "I punished her not only because she tried to take over our city like you said, but she also had Mikael come back through Genevieve all those years ago to have me killed." "She did not try to get you killed. She wanted you out of the city so that the two of us could live a happy future together." "And how would you know that?" "Because I helped her."
I turned around towards him and forgot all about my brand new painting. He was looking at me seriously but there was a hint of regret in his eyes as well. "What did you do?" I asked him in a whisper. I realized what he said but I just needed to hear it with his own words. "Why don't you punish me now for it, huh? I helped Rebekah. She came up with the idea to get Mikael back into town and chase you away so we could be happy together and I agreed to it. I knew about it all along and I helped her do it." "You did what?" I asked in a whisper, looking at him, shocked. "You took away her freedom, Klaus. You took away everything she had. She wanted to love and she wanted to be loved as well. That led to desperation and I was desperate to have her as well. I had so much planned for the two of us and you were standing in our way." I looked deep into his eyes and I could see some tears forming in his. "Are you going to punish me for that betrayal now as well?" A one and only realization came into my head. "Rebekah had the chance to say to me that night that you were a part of it as well and she chose not to. She still loves you." I told Marcel and he looked away from me towards the ground. "I didn't tell you to ask for your forgiveness or to express my love for Rebekah in any way. What she and I had was in the past and maybe, just maybe, if you had not stopped us at that time, we would have still been together after all of these years. So, I am going to ask you one more time. Are you going to punish me?" I was enraged and I felt more betrayed than ever…but I had suddenly turned weak as well and I could not bear it any longer. I sighed and whispered, "Just go." Marcel was looking at me shocked. "I told you to go. But tell Kaleb that I wish to speak to him." I informed him.
He did as I asked and in a couple of minutes, the door opened and Kaleb walked inside the room. He had a grin on his face as he looked around to see if there was anyone there or anyone listening. "Even walls have ears, brother. I would not say anything rash, if I were you." I told him with a smirk and turned back to admire my painting. I felt his hand on my shoulder and knew about that usual grin on his face. "I have to hand it to you, Nik! You're playing this all too well." "No, you are. You're doing a fantastic job for me, brother and I could never appreciate you more. Let me know what you can find out from Davina. I am sure that she has all sorts of secrets stacked up with Hayley, Sophie and Rebekah on the other side of the city. "I can't believe that you are not going to tell Elijah or Marcel that I am alive. What's the big deal in that? I played my part well and I was acting just like that Kaleb guy and I have to say that little witch, she is one sexy and feisty little one." I growled and turned towards him. "Don't you even dare think about it, Kol." I snapped at him and my brother grinned. "Hey, you have to admit that she's pretty much my type and I think she might be into me." "She is into the person she thinks you are, that warlock boy, Kaleb. You play him very well. When Davina finds out who you really are, I don't think that she is going to give you another glance." I told him and Kol rolled his eyes. "I was not being serious. I like messing with you. But remember our deal. I play the role of this warlock I'm impersonating, seduce Davina to get information and in return, I get my body back. Speaking of which, where is it, Nik?" Kol asked me as he took a drink for himself. "Genevieve and the other witches have got your body back." "Well, what are you waiting for? Give it to me and tell your witches to put me back in it." "That's not the way it works. You still have to complete your mission and get me information and then we'll talk about your body."
Kol tapped his feet on the ground and I could tell that he was not very pleased with this. He was still very much upset and wanted to be who he was again. I had brought him back because he is a brother that I love and cannot seem to give up on. Staying hidden in another body seemed like a perfect opportunity for me to get my brother and a new spy. Davina had never suspected it and I could only imagine the things she had been telling Kol, information that I would soon receive. "Anything new?" I finally asked him and he shook his head. "Nothing much. We sort of stopped talking after I told her that day at the bar that I would not help her get Rebekah free. By the way, you did let our sister go, didn't you?" "I did, Kol." I mumbled and he lowered his head. "Hey, listen! I get why you have been upset with her. I am not so thrilled that you daggered me for over a nine hundred years either, but this really has got to stop." I smirked. "Careful, Kol. You are starting to sound more and more like Elijah." "I won't allow that to happen, trusts me." Kol told me with a smirk. "I just wish that you would realize the obvious." "And what is that?" "That you are in love with Hayley and can't let her go." I refused to say anything after that and Kol patted my back. "Just give it up, mate. You can't dig up dirt on her because there is no dirt to dig up. Why don't you stop feeling guilty of your feelings and tell her you love her?" "I do not love her." I whispered and left my chambers at once. I heard Kol sigh as he remained in my room, looking after me. I would not allow myself to go as low as to admit it.
Genevieve's POV
My partners and I had finished searching the grounds so we could find the body of Klaus' younger brother and we managed to succeed. I sighed as I cleaned it now in my coven, the coven that belonged to me and my followers. All the things that I had to do in order to keep Klaus with me and not against me. All that I have ever wanted was for him to notice me, to touch me with care, not just with sexual desire to get his mind off of his issues. I had hoped that one day; he would open his eyes and realize that he was meant to be with the person that has always been standing beside him. The ancestors had sent me a message now and it was a duty that I had to complete. One of the witches that I didn't really rely on stepped forward to me. "What do you want, Cecily? I am busy." "Busy plotting on how to kill an innocent baby? I don't believe that our ancestors can be that cruel as to make us do something like that." I sighed. "Like I told you before, do not underestimate our ancestors. They have reason. Hope Mikaelson may be just a baby but she is still a dangerous creature that has been brought on this Earth." "What are you talking about? She is dangerous just because she is different?" Cecily cried at me, outraged.
I was losing my patience as she stepped forward to me. "I have one thing to tell you and that is for you to realize that this is a mistake. I know that you are upset because Klaus does not love you but…" I stopped her at once. "He does love me. But this is Niklaus Mikaelson we are talking about. He is scared to show his true emotions because he is supposed to be hardcore and not have anyone to really care about. He just uses Hayley and what she did to him as an excuse. Besides, she does not deserve him after everything that she did to him." "What about you? You are plotting to kill the only child he is ever going to have by bringing back his greatest enemy, Mikael." "I am doing this for the greater good. The child that Hayley gave birth to is not to live much longer than it needs to or it will become a threat to our community. Get this out of your head and help me with the ritual because tonight, I plan on bringing him back and do the dirty work himself." "Klaus will know it was you. No one can bring Mikael back but you." "And you are forgetting the sweet little witch that has turned her back on us, Davina. Klaus would more likely believe that Davina brought him back rather than me." Finally I stood up and cleaned my hands. "Take care of this body and place it somewhere safely for until Klaus says he wants to have it." I told Cecily and her eyebrows were raised. "Whose body is this?" "His brother's. Kol Mikaelson." She sighed, nodded and went right to work.
Camille was in her room at the Abattoir, brushing her golden locks and when I entered the room, I put on my usual fake smile when I saw her. "Do you like this?" she asked me and stood up to show me her dress. "It is beautiful. Why did you buy it?" "I just wanted Marcel to see me in something pretty for once. I am tired of grossing him out with all the vomiting and the pain I feel in my belly and I always wore the same clothes over and over again. I figured that a change would do both of us some good." She told me and I nodded. "How is the baby?" "Shouldn't you be telling me about him? I am so happy to have a son. I always wanted to have a boy and so did Marcel." Cami placed her hands on her belly her face was glowing. For one moment, I was actually feeling sorry for her but I regained my strong composure at once and whispered, "Let me see." I put my hands on her belly and muttered something in Latin. "He will be a healthy young boy when he will be born. I don't think that it will be long now." I told her and she nodded. "Thank you so much for standing by my side with this, Genevieve and I am sorry that Marcel has started acting this strangely with you. I trust you and he should trust you too. You are a good person." I cleared my throat, thanked her and left the room at once. I could not have this girl get the best of me. She was very useful to me and yes, she would end up disappointed but I was sure that she would still have Marcel in the end. He would take care of her and all of this wouldn't have been for nothing. Camille was pregnant and that was not my responsibility, not anymore. Not when I had another more dangerous baby to kill.
Hayley's POV
When I woke up this morning, I could feel myself getting a breath of fresh air. This was far different from anything else. For one thing, I was peaceful now to have Rebekah back and it would be us against the world, as always. Sophie and Davina continued to stay by my side. Everything felt right as of this day and I had a feeling that it would continue. I was in the nursery that morning and I smiled as I saw the way Rebekah was playing with Hope. She was happy that she was back and she felt like she had missed so much because of the time that she was daggered. "I was supposed to be at her birth." Rebekah whispered as she gazed upon my baby. I shook my head and patted her shoulder. "This was not your fault, Rebekah." "But somehow, it wasn't Nik's either. I deserved what I got." Rebekah placed a kiss on Hope's cheek and stood up. I crossed my hands over my chest and thought this through. "Maybe you're right. Maybe it is this way. Maybe Klaus wasn't at fault here either but he did dagger you once again and that is something that you just cannot do to a sibling, no matter what." "That's the way Nik acts when he is feeling angry or betrayed. I would have thought you would know that by now."
"Yes, I do know that. I just hadn't expected him to be like this more than once. But he has been hurt badly…especially after yesterday." I sighed and sat back down on the chair. "You want to talk about it?" Rebekah asked me as she took a seat next to me and put Hope down in her crib. I shook my head. "I just…I feel more upset of the fact that he doesn't believe me. I had nothing to do with what happened yesterday. Elijah had suggested that I go over and speak to Klaus about our relationship and about how this is going to affect Hope. She is just a baby." Rebekah frowned. "So, it took Elijah for you to realize that you need to speak with the father of your baby?" I shook my head again. "No, it's not that. Elijah helped me and he gave me some really good advice about it. He gave me a little push." "And?" "And he believed that our conversation, no matter how sincere it really was, it was just a distraction to get his mind off of you and help Elijah save you. This si what he believes when I didn't know that Elijah was even in the compound, trying to free you. He is just so stubborn and hardheaded. It frustrates me so much to think about it." Rebekah giggled a little. "Yes, that is Nik. He is difficult to understand." "He kept you daggered in a coffin for five months and you feel like laughing now?" I asked her, thinking that this was unbelievable. "What do you expect them to do? It's not like I am not used to this and I did hurt him badly when I brought Mikael into town all those years ago and destroyed his dream. I was responsible for destroying his home. It was all my fault."
"But Marcel was in on it too. Why didn't you tell Klaus about that?" I asked her and she looked away from me as a sign that said that she really didn't want to talk about it and I respected that. She stood up from her chair and checked on Hope, kissing her little niece's cheek and then her eyes flashed back towards me. "What is going between you and Elijah?" Rebekah asked me and I looked away this time. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? It's fine, Hayley. Elijah told me about your kiss and told me what happened afterwards. I just want to ask you a simple question and I want you to be honest when you answer. Do you have feelings for Elijah still?" I opened my mouth and then closed it again but whispered at last, "I don't know what I feel for him, Rebekah. I am confused especially after that night when he kissed me." Rebekah nodded and told me, "I really do understand but he is my brother, Hayley and I do not want to see him end up hurt. I want you to tell me what you feel or don't feel because this is not the first time that Elijah has been through something like this." "I understand and I am not the type to take advantage of a guy just like that. I need time to think about it." Rebekah sighed and nodded, smiling. "Well, I am going outside for a bit of fresh air and I hope that I will get better after I have another blood bag. I still feel like I am weak and in a tomb." She joked and left me in the nursery with my daughter and my thoughts.
Davina's POV
I had no idea what made me go back. I just knew that he was there and I knew that if I told anyone else about me meeting this guy like Hayley, Rebekah, Sophie or Elijah, they would all be against it. Kaleb chose not to help me at that time with Rebekah but I was too curious to know more about him. I went to Rousseau's that morning once again and I thought that I was being stupid. I was violating a treaty. Klaus said specifically that I was not to go on their side of the city but I was tired of that treaty. This was supposed to be one city with a great ruler who would make everyone feel at home. This city was not meant to be split in two and I believed that there was only one person right now who would understand the way I was feeling. He understood me perfectly before at the party. Why wouldn't he understand me now?
Maybe he wasn't here. I mean, it was morning and very few people were in the bar in the morning. The bartender was once again a human who did not recognize me. "Can I get you anything?" she asked me as I sat down at the counter. "Please, I need a vodka." I whispered and the woman raised her eyebrow. "What? I am 18!" I snapped at her and she immediately went over to prepare me my drink. It wasn't like I was lying. I did turn 18 a while ago and I was never more proud of it. I was now allowed to drink whatever the hell I wanted without anyone telling me what I should be doing. I drank it all up and made a face. This was the first time that I had drunk vodka and I had never felt like this before. I was shaking…literally. At long last, someone placed a hand on my bare back and I turned around to see Kaleb there. He flashed me a smile and sat down next to me, looking at what I had been drinking. "What's up, little witch?" I frowned at this new nickname. It really didn't make any sense. He was a warlock as well. Why would he refer to me as a witch? Yes, I was a witch…but still…something was not right about him." "Anything you would like to share with the class? Like, who you really are?" Kaleb frowned and leaned over so he could caress my hand with his thumb. "Who do you think I am?" It felt really nice but at the same time, it felt like he was just trying to hide something. I liked the way he was beginning to flirt with me. He had this power over me that I just adored. I didn't know what I should have been saying. His thumb was caressing my hand so delicately and at that point, there wasn't really anything left to say of the matter. "You are cunning and not the Kaleb I know. What have you done to him?" I asked him and he looked like he was taking the matter seriously for one moment but then he grinned and whispered, "I don't want to talk about me right now. I want to talk about you and what you've been up to." "You gave me a warning the last time we spoke here. You told me that I was not to come here any longer or you would tell Klaus about it. Why haven't you done anything by now?" I asked him and he had one of those bad boy smirks. Where was all this coming from? Not that I was complaining. I kind of liked this new him. He was challenging and sexy but…no. Think straight, Davina! Don't let him get in!
I pushed his hand away from mine and smiled as he smiled at me. "Forgive me if that makes you feel uncomfortable in anyway, darling." "Darling? Another nickname?" Kaleb turned to the bartender and ordered himself a vodka as well, surprising me. "Come on, tell me! Why are you making an exception now?" I asked him and he chuckled. "Maybe because I like you…and I trust you enough to show you who I really am." My mouth dropped a little. "You've been pretending up until now?" "Disappointed, darling?" he asked, mischievously and I sighed. I got up from my chair and I don't think that he was expecting this rise out of me. "Wait! Stay." He said at once and I rolled my eyes. "Today, I had hoped that I would run into you Kaleb but I wanted to talk to the Kaleb I knew at that party, not this Kaleb. You are like a stranger to me now." "You can talk to me. I inspire people a lot. Trust me." "Why should I trust you? You've been lying to me all this time!" I yelled out and the people in the bar have stopped to look at us. Kaleb sighed and whispered, "You want to get out of here. And you can talk to me, I promise you, Davina." He looked at me seriously in the eyes. "Just let go of my hand." I whispered and he did as I asked. There was something very strong about his grip. I could feel it.
"You are uncertain about whether you can trust me or not and yet, here you are, strolling with me on the streets." He told me and we stopped. "Do you like this treaty?" I decided to ask him and he frowned. "I am obliged to respect it, aren't I?" "And you are obliged as a Christian to respect the Bible as well but that does not mean that you like it." Kaleb frowned. "Not a good example." "I know but just answer me. Do you like this treaty? I don't like it." "Why don't you like it?" "Because this was supposed to be The Big Easy. There was supposed to be only one ruler. When the Mikaelsons were out of this town and it was just Marcel, everything went perfect. Since Klaus came, everything in this town has begun to fall apart. That was when I decided to join Hayley and Rebekah in their plan to get this town ruled by women. Now, we ended up sharing the town with Klaus and Marcel. It's even worse than before. What am I supposed to do now? What am I supposed to believe? Am I supposed to believe that this town is going to do better with this treaty? I don't think so. I don't like everything to be separated." Kaleb sighed and smiled at me. "Well, that is one thing that we do have in common, darling. My family used to be a huge one and the moment our mother died one day, we all went on our separate ways." "Oh. I'm sorry." I whispered and made a move to touch his cheek out of sympathy but he stopped my hand at once, shocking me. At that moment, I realized what I was about to do and I was feeling a bit stupid. Kaleb and I barely knew one another, yet here I was, confessing my feelings about this town to him. I thought that he wanted to push my hand away but he brought it over to his lips and he gingerly brushed them over my palm, sending chills and butterflies everywhere inside of me. "Have a good day, sweet Davina." Kaleb whispered and kissed my hand one more time before turning around and leaving me there, stunned.
Hayley's POV
I was feeding Hope the minute I heard a knock on my bedroom door and Elijah entered the room with his charming smile. "Good afternoon, Hayley." He told me and I greeted him back with a smile. "Hey." I turned back to feeding Hope and he watched me. "Is there anything in particular that you want, Elijah?" I asked him with a giggle as I noticed that he was just standing there, as if afraid to make a move. "Sophie and I have been looking everywhere for both Davina and Rebekah and we can't seem to find them." Elijah explained and I frowned. "I know that Rebekah said she was going to get some fresh air. But I don't know where Davina might be." "She has been disappearing quite a lot for a while. I am concerned about her. I believe that she may be hiding something from us." Elijah said, gallantly and I shook my head with a smile. "Davina is not the kind of person to get herself and us into trouble without saying something."
Elijah smiled once more. "Your trust in people amazes me sometimes. You're a believer. I like that." I had no idea where Elijah was willing to go with this and I decided to go and put Hope back in the nursery. Once I was done, I came back to my room and crossed my arms over my chest. "Elijah, I know you. Why do I get the feeling that this is more than just about Davina missing?" Elijah nodded and stepped forward towards me and held my hands in his. "Hayley, you cannot deny that from the moment that we first saw each other, we had a connection." My breathing hitched for that one moment and I had no idea what I was going to respond. He continued speaking. "After I kissed you that night, I realized that there can really be a future for us. I can feel it." I slowly pulled my hands away from his and took a step back. "You don't feel the same way. Forgive me…I thought…" "No." I argued for some reason.
What was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to lie to him and tell him that I was madly in love with him just because I needed someone like him in my life right now? Elijah was everything that a girl could dream of and I used to dream of having someone like him for a husband once, but not anymore. "No?" Elijah asked me, confused and I covered my face with my hands for one moment and then took them off. "This is because of Niklaus isn't it? Because of Hope? I know that I am that girl's uncle and the brother of your baby's father but that doesn't have to be a problem for us. I know that you might be frightened but I really think that we should take this step forward in our relationship." I thought hard about what Rebekah had told me and I wasn't planning on lying to Elijah. "Elijah, I am very confused right now about everything. I need time to think. I can't tell you that don't feel something for you but I also can't tell you that I do. I need time to think. Please." Elijah nodded, took a step back and left the room. I stayed there for a while and bit my lip. It was time I really thought it over. After everything that had happened, I needed to find some peace and quiet with my mind and think about what Elijah had told me and what I was feeling. Most importantly, I listened to what Rebekah had been saying. She didn't want her brothers to suffer from heartbreak and I was not going to allow that either.
Rebekah's POV
My heart was in the right place now. I had no intention of going over to him and messing him up like that. I just realized that he had a great part in letting me out of that tomb. I had to see him again now and I couldn't care less for Niklaus' rules. I went over on the other side that night. For once, New Orleans was peaceful and quiet on the boys' side. There were no nightwalkers that were patrolling the streets. Everything was peaceful but I realized that this was a time when the two Kings were deep in thought about their lives. It always used to be like this, this quiet whether Niklaus or Marcellus ruled. My heart was beating inside of my chest as I used my vampire speed to end up at his window. I was truly afraid to enter the Abattoir, after everything that had happened between me and my raging brother. The window was not opened and the curtains were drawn together so I could not see his room at all.
I was about to give up. I was afraid of being unwanted there once more but I had to speak to him. Before I was about to retreat, the window was suddenly pulled open and the curtains were opened as well. Marcel was standing there in casual pants and without a shirt on, revealing his muscular physique. I looked at it for a long while, not being able to take my eyes off of it, remembering the feeling, not too long ago when I had the right to touch it and claim him as my own. Now, there was not even friendship between us, not after everything I have planned behind his back and the way he had been choosing New Orleans over me. "What are you doing here?" he whispered and I was taken aback. "I'll leave." I whispered back but he grabbed a hold of my hand and pulled me inside of his room. It surprised me that even though he and Cami were together and were expecting a child, they were not sharing the same room even now. "You stay here and tell me why you came here." Marcel told me and crossed his hands over his chest. "I came here to thank you." I replied, truthfully and Marcel frowned. "What do you want to thank me for?" "For saving my life. Thank you for that." "Rebekah, it was not me who saved your life. That was all Elijah. I just found out about it in the last second." "But you decided not to go and tell Nik. You decided to take the dagger out yourself." I whispered to him with a rosy smile.
His eyes seemed to have softened when he heard me like that. I pulled his hands away from his chest and looked at him. "You don't have to get all protective. It's just me." "You're not the Rebekah I once loved. I know that Rebekah would have never betrayed me the way you did." "You betrayed me too, Marcel. You decided to end our relationship so you could be King alongside Niklaus." He didn't say anything after that and we were left in complete silence. I knew that he was not going to tell anyone that I was there. I felt like he wanted me to be there.
Klaus' POV
I had not received any call from Kol ever since he had gone out to meet Davina and that angered me greatly. I had told him to report to me as soon as he could. I left him a voicemail, warning him that if he would not report to me soon, I would have no choice but to not give his own body back to him. I knew that Marcel had a long day and after the last time we spoke, when he confronted me about Rebekah, I had no desire in wanting to speak to him, just like I assumed he didn't want to speak to me. I walked downstairs in the main room when I heard something, something that was not welcome in my house and a grin appeared on my face.
"You should know by now that I do not appreciate breaking and entering, Elijah!" I called out to him and my brother finally revealed himself in the room beside me. He walked with his hands in his pockets and looked around. "Enjoying all of these, are we, Niklaus? And at the same time, you leave Hayley to raise your child all by herself." Hearing Hayley's name only stung my heart. "I spoke to Hayley yesterday and there is no way that I am going to repeat myself to you know, brother." I whispered and tried to leave but he used his vampire speed to end up in front of me. "Why are you doing this to the girl? Why are you torturing her, the mother of your child? Why have you tortured Rebekah?" "They both deserved it! They betrayed me." I hissed in his face. "Niklaus, they were desperate and honestly, I would be too if I were in their situation. I can understand their actions against you know. Hayley had enough of your tantrums and your irresponsibility towards your own child." "Well it's good that she has you now, doesn't she?" Elijah stopped for a moment and whispered "Perhaps." This led a grin to appear on my face. Elijah frowned at my sudden amusement and I knew just how to get him now.
"What's the matter, brother? She has declined your affections now, has she?" Elijah frowned even deeper and came closer to me. "She is frightened. I can feel it in my bones. She does not wish to be in a relationship with me because of you! She is frightened of your rage and what you will do to punish her if she does get in a relationship with me." I would not have him accuse me such things. "How quickly you dismiss love, brother. You left New Orleans, you left Hayley to go and see Katerina Petrova, the woman that you claimed you loved for a very long time. Now once Katerina is dead, you come back and you try to profess your love for Hayley, taking her away from me and in doing so, you take my daughter away from me. It seems to me that what you are doing is finding someone to take your mind off of Katerina. You are trying to replace her with Hayley just to mend your broken heart!" "Katerina was a woman I indeed love but it is time for me to move on and I believe that Hayley and I can be together if you just leave her be. I am not replacing you as Hope's father through this, Niklaus. I am just asking you to let Hayley be happy with me." I whooshed over to him and pushed him onto the wall, breaking shelves. "Have you ever thought that perhaps the reason why she denied your feelings was not because of her fear for me but perhaps because she probably doesn't feel the same way about you?" Elijah decided not to answer my question and just speeded up to me and grabbed a hold of, tossing me aside, I grabbed knives and threw them at him as he grabbed wood and started hitting me with it every chance he got.
We struck each other for plenty of minutes before we heard footsteps coming down the stairs and I had a feeling that it would be Marcel so I stopped and so did Elijah. It was not Marcel. It was Cami, and she was holding her round belly and was breathing heavily. "Cami, what's wrong?" I asked her and noticed how Elijah quickly went to her side and helped her down the stairs. "Elijah? I had no idea that you came back. What is going on here? Have the two of you been fighting?" Camille asked in shock as she held her belly and Elijah whispered, "You're pregnant? Congratulations! Who is the father?" he asked her and Camille smiled. "Marcel is." "But that is impossible. Vampires cannot have children." "Apparently, something happened and the universe offered Marcel a chance to have the son he always wanted." Elijah smiled at her and helped her stand up and asked her if she needed anything. "I just need the two of you to sort out your problems. This was supposed to be a peaceful home and it is what I want once my baby is born." "Forgive us." Elijah told her and she smiled, thanking him, whispering "You're always been a gentleman, Elijah and I thank you." and the she headed back upstairs.
I wiped the blood away from my face and Elijah did the same as we looked at each with anger as Camille went back upstairs. "Think about what I said to you, brother. I will not have Hayley be used as one of your replacements for the woman you loved. She deserves more than that and better." "Who can be better for her at this moment?" My brother asked me and I could not answer his question. "She didn't decline my feelings. She told me that she still has to think about what she feels. I will ask her again when I get home." "If she would have really wanted you, she wouldn't have needed time to think." I whispered at last and avoided his gaze as I strode back to the balcony that stared out in the open city. I wanted nothing more than to be alone at that point. The thought of her soft and dark girl, her hazel eyes and her adorable clear face made my knees weaken when I thought of her in the arms of another man other than me.
Rebekah's POV
We just stood there and talked the way old friends used to talk and we were old friends. I asked him about the baby and I saw the hugest smile appear on his face as he talked away his son. Never once had he mentioned Cami as we talked and I sat on his bed, listening to him and watching him walk around the room and envisioning what it would be like for him to be a father. His dream would come true and I was indeed happy for him. I put my hands on his shoulders and whispered, "You have everything that you have ever wanted. I say that congratulations are in order." The smile did not leave my face as I faced him and he smiled as well. He then asked me something that I wouldn't normally expect. "Are you happy with what you got?" His smile disappeared and so did mine. I knew where he was going with this. This was more personal than I thought. "I don't think that I am." Marcel chuckled but I did not find it amusing.
"You surprise me, Rebekah. You went through hell to see to it that you got me out of this town, dethroned. You got half the town. That should make you a little happy. It's better than receiving nothing." "Nothing about what I did makes me happy, Marcellus. Nothing." "But you accepted to do it still." "But Hayley…" "No, don't do that. What kind of friends are you two? She says that it was your idea and you say it was hers. What is this? You both wanted this and you took what you could get." I shook my head gently. "Nothing about betraying your trust makes me happy. I didn't think that it would hurt me so much to see you like this. I had faith in you that you would be a good King." I put my hands on his chest but he didn't seem uncomfortable by it. I was so taken in our conversation that I was not even realizing what I was doing. "Then you shouldn't have done what you did. Why did you do it?" "Because I cared for this city and I still do. You and Niklaus would have ruined it." "And you made it better through that treaty?" I shook my head and I could sense that he was noticing the tears glistering in my eyes, on their way to fall on my cheeks. Just as they did, he brushed them away with softness. "I never meant to hurt you when I chose New Orleans over you. But I know I shouldn't have done that because you deserve better." I felt his hands slide down to my waist and pull me closer to him as my hands remained on his chest. "When you left New Orleans, I thought that you were never going to come back. That was when I went to Cami for comfort."
This was the first time he was mentioning her and I frowned a little as I had no idea where he was going with this. "If I had known that you would come back to New Orleans, I wouldn't have gone to Cami and I would have tried to gain your forgiveness because I loved you still." "You loved me still but you slept with Cami." "I did. And if it hadn't been for the pregnancy…I would have continued to try and get you take me back and forgive me." He wouldn't let go of his arms around my waist even as I took a step back. "Why are you telling me all of this now, Marcel?" I asked him in a whisper. "Because even after everything that we have been through, your betrayals, my betrayals, and Cami's pregnancy…I still want you." My eyes got blurry because of the tears that were pouring out of eyes and he smiled a little. "What are you saying?" I asked him and he confirmed it for me, loud and clear. "I love you, Rebekah Mikaelson. I will always love you." "I love you too, Marcellus." I nodded and he pulled me in for a kiss that was unexpected on both parts. It wasn't anything rough. He moved his lips slowly over mine as he hands fisted my shirt and helped me pull it over my head. I pulled off his own shirt as well and I felt his hands roaming around my back and taking off my bra. I smiled as he sweetly placed me over on his bed and kissed over my jawline as I moaned.
"Wait. Niklaus…Cami…" I whispered as he pulled his head back to look into my eyes. "We're not doing this again. We are not getting Klaus into our relationship once more. What we have is ours and your brother is not going to take it away from us." He whispered and went back to kissing my neck as I lay there and told him, "It's not fair for Camille." He didn't wish to speak about her. He just covered my mouth with his lips and kissed me as long as I could for me to get my answer. He still loved me and even after everything, I loved him. He made love to me like he never had before in his 300 years of existence.
Camille's POV
It was nice to have Elijah back. I smiled when I thought of his gentleman like ways. If only Marcel could be more like him, I would really adore it. I caressed the bump where my child was and I was willing to go over to Marcel's room and ask if he wanted to spend the night with me and our child but I changed my mind quickly. We didn't see eye to eye lately and he had stopped trusting Genevieve which I really didn't like. With her help, I had received a child of my own. Marcel would understand one day when our child would be brought into the world. There was a knock on the door and Genevieve entered before I could say that she could come in. "Hey, what's going on?" I asked her as I saw that she was getting ready for something. "How is the child?" "He has been kicking quite a lot and I haven't been feeling well either. It is like I am about to give birth any second now. That is how I feel. Can you take a look, please?" I asked her and she came over, covering my belly with her hands. I could see the look in her eyes as she finished and told me that the child was just fine. She muttered some words in Latin.
"Are you okay? Is something going on?" Genevieve sighed and said, "It is time for me to bring someone back from the dead and do the job that I have been asked to do by my ancestors." "Now? In the middle of the night? Genevieve, I don't think that is such a good idea." "I will decide that, Cami, thank you." She got some stuff from my room that I could not make out. "The time has come." She went out of room, leaving me frightened but not before I heard her say, "Bring on Mikael!" to the rest of the witches that were waiting for her.
A/N: Rebekah and Marcel have finally admitted their feelings for one another! Awesome right? What Marcel said was true. No matter what he did with other women or what she did to betray him, he would always love her and she would always love him. They are soulmates, meant to be together forever.
Yes, Kol is in Kaleb's body, like on the show. Klaus had used Genevieve's help in those five months he kept Rebekah hidden, to get Kol back but in a body of disguise so he could spy on Davina and the rest for him. It looks like the seducing part is working well for Kol to get information from Davina but is that all he really wants from her?
The next chapter is going to be a major Klayley chapter that you are going to love. Hayley is going to make her decision at last and the way she tells it is going to be very interesting too. Do you think Elijah is right through what he had told Klaus while they were fighting? Do you think Hayley is afraid of getting in a relationship with Elijah because of Klaus? Or do you think Klaus is right?
Please review and let me know what you think! This story will have 2 more chapters and then it is going to end.