Previously in Kings & Queens of NOLA, Elijah and Hayley reflected more about their kiss as Hayley had a special conversation with Rebekah, about not wanting Elijah to be heartbroken. Genevieve is planning on bringing Mikael back for good in order to fulfill her promise to her ancestors that she will kill the miracle baby, Hope Mikaelson. Elijah had asked Hayley to be in a relationship with him and she told him he might consider it, leading to a violent confrontation between him and Klaus, which was stopped by Camille. At last, after having problems with Camille and their unborn baby, Marcel and Rebekah reunite after 5 months of Rebekah being daggered. Rebekah thanked him for saving her life, which only led to marcel confessing that despite everything, he is still in love with her, not Camille. Finally, Rebekah confessed her feelings and the two hooked up.

In this chapter, the time has come for Genevieve to do the spell that she has always wanted to bring back Mikael and get rid of Hope, without Klaus knowing it was her. Elijah gets his final answer from Hayley, regarding their relationship as Klaus reflects on his relationship with the mother of his child. Desperate desires arise between Klaus and Hayley that they have been holding in for so long. They are finally revealed. Long May They Reign!

Genevieve's POV

I was sitting on my knees, as the time was right to finally bring back what was rightfully supposed to be brought back. "I am going to make you proud of me, wherever you are, Esther." The other witches were watching me as I stated those words. I knew of their fear for this powerful witch but I held no fear for her, even though she was dead. I stood up high and showed her that while she was in control on the other side, I would get her the same control through me, on this side. The cauldron with the potion that my fellow friends had been working on was finally finished. I lay gently on the ground and tried to pray, in order to receive the protection I needed to do this spell. She would protect me. Esther would protect me and I would in return, get the child out of this world. She was an abomination, something that was also standing in the way of my happiness with Klaus. She along with that mother of hers. I would be through with both of them soon enough. As soon as I would bring Mikael back to satisfy his long lost wife, I would take care of Hayley and make sure that she stays as far away from Klaus as possible. I closed my eyes and I prayed at my gods, prayed for the protection I needed.

"Adiuva me,matersenemIratus es,at consequat!Lorem ipsum adiuvameesse.In tua potestateest, ut adimpleretur, quodinmaximisvestristerramdemitteret, pro eo, quod semperquidemmagamaximenotum.Et ulciscar ultionem tuam, et ego audiam." I prayed till I couldn't any longer and I lay down on the ground in order to absorb the energy that I knew was being brought down onto me. I could feel the others watching me as I rose up with power. They were just jealous and I knew that most of them had decided to remain here with me out of fear for our ancestors. But as soon as the dust would settle, I was going to figure out who was with me and who was in fact, against me and what I was planning on doing. I was not heartless. I understood that I was about to kill a baby. All babies are born innocent, expect for this one. Hope Mikaelson was brought here as a curse on Earth for all witches. She was a tribrid, holding powers that she should not be holding. A witch cannot be combined with a vampire or a werewolf regarding power. It was our law, and because of it, it was time to say goodbye to the child. "It's ready!" one of the witches called out to me and I stood up from the ground, going over to the cauldron and starting my ritual. It was the same way Rebekah and Marcel had asked me to bring him back. I had brought him back once for them, without knowing the consequences. Now, I knew what this Original Vampire was capable of and he would serve me very well.

"Atque ego te ut reducam vos reduxit iterum. Qui fecisti tibi surgant pati gravius. Eritis opibus quicquam putare. Hostis et disperdam. Et perdes omnes volumus esse beati. Puer autem non intelligitur vivere. Si potes venire covina nostri isto sis, et abominationem hanc liberare omnem potestatem habere mereamur. Me mea et coetu eo confluxissent. Nunc veni, Mikael." I called out for him and I could hear him respond to me. He had come back. I had my eyes closed but I could hear the gasping of the other witches and the growl of the man that was now standing right in front of me. He had come back with the help of the potion that we had created. I didn't dare open my eyes and look at him now. I could hear him growl some more and then whispered, "What do you want from me now?" he asked me and I smirked. "Welcome back, Mikael! I think that Esther has already informed you of your mission. You are to kill the miracle child that was born from her bastard son, Niklaus and the now Hybrid Queen of the Crescent Werewolves, Hayley Marshall. You will be following my orders and you will be rewarded, as per Esther's wishes. When I give the word, you shall be released to do whatever you please." I finally opened my eyes and looked deep into his dark ones. He was ready and he was going to do the job, making sure that the witches would have nothing to do with this mysterious death.

Klaus' POV

I could sense him standing right behind me as I stared out into the open night at my balcony. "What do you want, Kol?" I asked him softly, letting my head fall a little. I knew damn well what he wanted, but I was simply not in the mood to deal with anything. All I wanted was peace and quiet so I could think. My brother stepped forward to me, still in Kaleb's body. "You know why I am here, Nik." He said softly and I nodded gently. "Yes, I know." I was expecting him to start complaining once again about his body…but he didn't. He just looked at me as I stared into the open, noticing the street lights and the beautiful jazz that was pouring through New Orleans each night. "I know how you feel. It's nice to hear this after such a long day." Kol sighed and told me, resting against the bars alongside me as we watched the lights together. This brotherly gesture and manner of speaking regarding Kol was something very unlike him. But maybe I really had misjudged my brother, after all this time of spending time with him.

He suddenly looked over at me, grinning and said, "I admire your painting back there. It's a very beautiful woman with long brown hair, cheeky smile and hazel eyes. I wonder if I had seen her before." He told me sarcastically and I punched his shoulder. "You shouldn't be looking through my stuff." Kol laughed and said, "And why not? I am your brother, aren't I? Or are you still going to treat me like a spy?" I rubbed my forehead with my fingers and said, "No. Your services are no longer needed, Kol and I have your body. But Genevieve is not willing to work on a spell to put you back inside it." "What? Why the hell not?" I shrugged. "It would seem that she has better things to do." Kol kicked something in anger. "Well, she is your puppet. Why don't you just seduce her into doing it? It's not like you haven't done it before. What's stopping you now?" he asked and I had finally had it. I turned towards him and yelled out, "I WILL NOT!" Kol's eyes widened as I backed to the edge of the balcony once more and he followed me. "I knew you were stressed out but I didn't know that you had it that bad. What is wrong with you?" he asked me and I shook my head. "Nothing. It's nothing that you should be worrying about, Kol. What you should be worrying about is getting Davina off of your back now."

"I don't think that I am planning on getting her out of my life, Nik. I like the little witch." Kol responded and I growled at him. "What do you mean, you like her? In what way?" "In what way do you think?" I sighed and whispered, "I didn't think you were serious the last time. You are not the type to want to get into a serious relationship with a woman, Kol. You have one night stands and flames. That's it!" He looked hurt by what I was telling him. "And that is so different from you? You see yourself in a different way? You're no different from me, Nik. You've never been. And from the misery that you are in, I see you in desperation of wanting to be with the woman you clearly fell for. You want to have a serious relationship with her. That is something new. Tell me, Nik. Since when are you the relationship type?" "I am not interested in any relationship." I grumbled. "But you want to be loved by a woman you love, right?" he finally asked me and I had no answer for him, as I stared out into the night without blinking. "Yeah, that's the way I feel too. Forgive me if I seem immature to have a relationship but I like this girl and after I tell her who I really am, even if she turns me down, I am going to keep fighting for her because I know how I feel about her, which is more than I can say for you. You stand around here, moping and drinking your bourbon to swallow away your sorrows. Good luck, Nik! And thanks for nothing with my body!" Before I could say anything, Kol was already gone.

Picking up a bottle of my favorite strong drink, I walked back into my chambers, no longer bearing the cool wind of the night. Looking around my room, I noticed that the coffin with Kol's body was gone. I smirked and whispered, "He'll find a way." He would find some other way or he would find someone else who would restore him in his old body. Walking around with the alcohol seeping in my system, I could only remember the profound words that came from my younger brother's mouth. Over the years, I had courted many women and had used even more for my own gain. Then again, so had Kol, who had a thing for following whatever I did in the past. Falling in love with someone and cherishing her forever had never been in my plans. Elijah had done so…and he looked happy. The woman in my painting was standing there, in there woods with a beautiful expression, her hazel eyes that could turn bright green anytime she shinned and her gorgeous thick brown curls, soft as a feather, making you crave her beauty. I had drawn her…so many times before. I had drawn her in different postures and I felt like I could never stop, because perhaps, no matter what she did, I could not stop thinking about her and what could have been, had she stayed by my side. What could have been had she not fallen for my brother's charms. What could have been, had I treated her right from the start? I wouldn't have lost her…like I've lost so much before. Taking another sip of my drink, I took down the painting and hid it in a dresser, along with my many others of her.

Hayley's POV

Hope was in my arms and I heard her giggle for the first time in a very long time. How could someone be as precious as her? How could anyone not want to spend time with her? I immediately thought about my conversation with Klaus. My smile faded as I kissed my daughter's cheek. He had told me that he had better things to do than to come and visit his own daughter. That stung my heart greatly. This child was a miracle, and she was something that should have warmed her father's heart. She was his only hope…but maybe not even his own daughter could have been enough to cure him of his heartbreak and his anger towards me and Rebekah. I did not blame him for acting this way after such a betrayal…but I was hoping…I was hoping that he would put all of this aside and come to his daughter, to see her. Hope needed a father in her life and there was no one who would replace him. Not even Elijah.

Singing her a wonderful little lullaby about her favorite animated wolf, her eyes started to close and the night was still young for me. I took her gently and placed her in her crib, watching her sleep. I smiled down at her and before I could leave, I heard a whisper behind me. "She is precious." I turned around and Elijah was standing there in his usual suit with his hands in his pockets and he was looking at me as if I were some sort of angel. "Yes, she is. She deserves love and protection from her parents. Both of her parents." I implied and made sure that Elijah heard and understood exactly what I meant when I said that. He smiled sadly and nodded. "You are a very good mother to her, Hayley. I hope you know that. I only wish that Niklaus would have been a good father as he promised he would be once his child would be born." My heart stopped when I heard his name from Elijah's mouth and just nodded slightly. "If I had not betrayed him, things would have not turned out this way. This is all my fault. It is my fault he is no longer coming to see Hope. It is my fault because…he doesn't want to be anywhere near me." Elijah just shook his head and stepped forward to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me to him. "This has nothing to do with you, Hayley. It is not your fault. Don't think that even for one second." I smiled at him and nodded, pushing his hands slowly away from me.

He noticed the gesture and sighed, taking a few steps back and saying, "Hayley, I have been thinking a lot about us." My heart stopped when I heard that. I didn't want to talk about it, not now when I was a complete mess with my mind. I didn't have time to think, except about what Rebekah had told me. Elijah came over even closer and he took my hand in his. "I want this for us, Hayley. Perhaps, you have thought about our kiss just as much as I have. I know that it must be difficult for you to even think about this when I am the brother of your baby's father but…" He was nervous and he could not find the words to describe to me how he felt. I was afraid. I was afraid that he had started to fall for me…and I didn't want that. I knew that now that I had to put an end to this. "Elijah, please, stop." I told him and he looked at me with a shocked expression on his face. He took a step back and asked me, "Are you ready to tell me exactly how you feel about this?" I stood there for a moment and finally nodded my head. "Elijah, you are the man that I have wanted to be with for as long as I can remember. You have always been that type of guy that I always imagined I would choose. You are bright, handsome, loyal, and protective and you care about your family so much. I have you to thank for showing Klaus the way sometimes. And don't get me wrong. I do love you…but not the way you would have wanted me to." His head lowered a little and I was already feeling guilty. "You are a wonderful man and you deserve the best in the world. I love you but I love you as a brother and as a good friend. I cannot be selfish as to tell you that I love you the way you would want me to just so I can have some ideal man in my life or have an ideal father for my baby. I cannot do that and I won't."

"I have spoken to Rebekah and she told me about your intentions and what you wish for in your love life. I cannot offer you that. I am not the right girl for you, Elijah. I hope that you can understand that. I won't have a relationship with you for Hope's sake and to just use you to heal my already broken heart. I can't." Elijah was looking at me for a moment and nodded, understanding what I was saying. "I would like to thank you for your honesty, Hayley. You have no idea how much it actually means to me that you are telling me this. I completely understand. I am sure that if it was meant to be, you wouldn't have been hesitating so long and you wouldn't have told me what you just told me now." His understanding warmed my heart and I loved it. I smiled at him sadly. He turned to leave but stopped and turned around, asking, "Are you already in love with someone else?" I had to choose my words carefully…and I did. "My heart belongs to a man that I can't have, and who won't have me." His mouth parted a little and I believed that he already knew whom I was talking about. He left the room at once.

Rebekah's POV

I knew that I must have slept for a couple of hours. I felt myself nude under his sheets and slowly opened my eyes, feeling as if this was a Deja-vu, something that might have happened before between us. I felt his arm around me as he was breathing in my neck and I smiled as I covered my hand with his. He had told me that after all this time and after everything that had happened between us, he still loved me. That only made me love him more than I already did. "Hmm." He groaned slightly and shifted in bed. I had my back to him and I gently closed my eyes once again, not wanting him to know that I was awake, but he grabbed my hand and turned me around to face him, in which I couldn't help but giggle. Marcel was now hovering over me and he had the biggest grin on his face that I had seen in ages. "You have no idea how much I had missed these nights with you, Bekah." He whispered softly. Then, he innocently placed a kiss on my lips and sent me in deep comfort under the covers.

"How long have you been thinking about this?" I asked him in a whisper, teasing him the way I've always loved to do it. "I have been thinking about us since you left New Orleans. You went to bring back Genevieve into town." "Yeah and a lot of good that did to me." I mumbled under my breath. "You shouldn't have left." "You're right. I shouldn't have. I should have stayed here and maybe things would have worked out sooner." He bent forward and kissed me passionately and I returned the kiss gently in seconds. He pulled back and caressed my face as he was still sitting on top of me. He knew that I always love to be on top but I let him this time. He had that smile on his face that shows his true happiness and even though he had forgiven me, and I knew that he loved me, I still couldn't help but feel guilty for everything I had tried to do to overthrow him. My smile faded and he noticed it. "I'm sorry." I told him and he shook his head slightly and caressed my cheek again. "I love you. I forgive you." "But still…you must still feel some sort of anger towards me for everything I did. If it weren't for me…" "I think that if you hadn't done what you did, my eyes wouldn't have opened and I would have still stayed with Cami." "But I betrayed you." "And I betrayed you when I chose New Orleans over you. I guess that we are even now." He gave me another passionate kiss and I pulled the covers away.

"What are you doing?" Marcel asked me as I stood up from the bed and put my bra back on. "It's late and I need to get going. I need to get back to the other side before Elijah and Hayley send out search parties for me. Besides, you are not the only one who lives here in the compound. Both Niklaus and Cami are here too. You are not worried that they might catch us?" He pushed my bra away and pulled me back into bed with him. "I am not worried. Klaus can do whatever the hell he wants with his life but he should stay out of mine. We are partners and friends but we are not going to go back to the way we used to be 100 years ago when he forbid us to be together. I am not letting go of you again, Rebekah, for nothing." I loved hearing those words from his mouth. Over the years that I had been with him, I had always heard him speak of New Orleans with such pride like he loved the city more than he loved me, but things were different now. "And what about Cami? Marcel, you are going to have a baby with her. Don't forget that. We cannot just sneak around her back like this. It isn't fair and I feel like I am betraying Hayley." "You are not betraying anyone." He pulled me to him and he covered us with sheets whispering in my ear, "I will take care of things between me and Cami. Everything is going to be alright." "But the baby deserves to have a mother and a father." I explained to him.

Frankly, I could not imagine myself as someone who would break up a child's parents. I was not going to be the other woman in Marcel's relationship with Cami. I would accept to be the girl who would ruin the child's life like this. "Marcel, you should be together with Cami for your child. I think it might be for the best." He shook his head. "I have tried to work things out between me and Cami but it is just not working. We have not been working for quite a while. When the baby will be born, I will continue to be the father of that child but I refuse to be with Cami when I want to be with you." I nodded at his proposition and said, "I love children and I know that you love them too. I just hope that you can find happiness with this child that Camille is going to give you." He smiled and whispered, "I will. But I will find happiness with you too." I sighed, knowing that there would be no way that I would convince him to do something that he didn't want to do. "But still…you need to speak to Cami and I think it would be best if you do it very soon so she would already know, before your child is born. The two of you must learn to co-parent that baby. You have gotten yourself your own little miracle just like Niklaus did. You should offer this baby the best of everything." Marcel picked up my hand and lightly kissed my knuckles. "And that is exactly what I am going to do. Thank you for being supportive." I lay down next to him and moaned lightly as I felt his hand caress my whole nude body and smiled as I closed my eyes and felt him pulling me even closer to him until our foreheads were touching.

Klaus' POV

I had been painting for a long time. It was something else, something different as I poured all of my anger that I had for my brother, Elijah onto that canvas. I did not know what I would be doing now. I did not want to give up on my pride. I thought that I had painted something in anger for not being able to reach out to this woman, but as it turned out, the painting was not created out of anger. It was my dream. I closed my eyes for one moment, breathing in deeply and then set down the paintbrush once more to look at this painting more closely. It was the city, under bright lights. There was the bayou. And two wolves were shown…and a little wolf beside them, looking out at the city. I closed my eyes once more and thought carefully about recent events. My confrontation with Elijah about Hayley made me discover things inside that I craved, but I was too proud to show it. My conversation with Kol made me realize just how much I craved these things. I felt like I would explode.

Footsteps could be heard behind me. Who would dare to interrupt me at such an important time of my life? I turned around and I saw Genevieve standing there with a flirty smile on her face. "What are you doing here?" She saw that I was not in the mood for games and with the way she had dressed, she was here for dirty games that I held no interest in, not anymore. "I was here to see about Kol's coffin which held his body. Where is it?" she asked. "Kol had already taken it. Why do you care?" "Because I thought that I could put your brother back inside it. Now, that I am off duty, of course." I shook my head. "As you can see, you are a little too late for that." She stood there for a minute and groaned, coming over to me and touching my back. "Why are you so tense? What have these poor servants done to you now? Have people upset you?" "You are upsetting me now, love." She pulled back in shock. "What?" "I told you that you are bothering me so you are free to go." "But this is our night, Nik." She looked at the painting more closely and growled a little. "Don't tell me that you are still thinking about her." I didn't even bother to respond. "Fine! Go to her and let her reject you, betray you or make fun of you. That is all that she is known for now. Just because she had your child that is no reason to start obsessing over her." "And just because you are here as a guest in this compound, that does not give you the right to talk trash about her, love. She is none of your concern."

"But you are still thinking about her, right?" Genevieve was pushing my buttons. I rubbed my chin with my fingers as I continued to admire my masterpiece and ignored her. She rolled her eyes and asked, "What can you possibly see in her? She claims to be the so called Queen of the bayou and that is it. She has personality issues, and she believes that she is entitled to everything that she…" "I said that you are not given the right to speak about her." I snapped at her and still continued to have my back turned to her. She tapped her heels very annoyed and then snapped herself as well. "Fine! I told you, Nik, go to her! You can forget about me helping you to put your brother back in his body! I am no longer going to help you in anything. You can forget about everything that we had before she came in with her bloody child to ruin everything! We are done!" She yelled out and at once I grabbed her by her throat and tossed her into a wall as she coughed up blood. "Get out of my home. Now!" I growled at her and she did as I asked. I could hear her yell out, "You are going to get what is coming to you soon, Nik! You bastard!" With anger, I turned towards the painting. I could no longer ignore the beatings of my heart. I had to go to her. I knew that. I had to go to them both. Leaving my room, I had never felt this determination to do something inside of me before. I knew what I had to do this moment.

Hayley's POV

Elijah had left the house and had not come back after our conversation and I was beginning to worry that he might have gotten himself into some sort of trouble. I didn't want him to be upset with me for what I had told him. I had told him something that would help him move on from what we had in the past. Things were different now and I didn't want him to be the one that I used for support whenever someone broke my heart. I was supposed to be strong for my daughter and give her the love and affection of two parents now, not just one. I had brought Hope back into her nursery and watched her sleep. This baby was all I had now. The house was pretty much empty. Rebekah had not been back and I was starting to worry that she might have gotten herself in trouble as well. If it weren't for Hope, I would have left the house and looked for my best friend at once. She could not be out so long. There was a rush of wind that I felt around me and I was worried that something was going to go wrong. Suddenly, I heard someone ask, "What are you doing here?" It was Jackson. He was outside. "I am here to see my child." It was Klaus! He had come to see Hope. I felt myself smile as I approached the window.

Klaus and Jackson were down there, ready to go one against the other when I stopped them. "Hayley, this is unexpected and according to the treaty, he is not be here unannounced!" Jackson told me when he saw me at the window. I had on a light and soft salmon pink nightdress with my hair curled up and let on one side. Klaus' eyes met mine and he looked like he had really come peacefully. He looked like he was pleading with me, without speaking. "Jackson, it's fine. Let him in. He…he informed me that he would be here tonight." I lied and I could see Klaus smile a little as Jackson stepped aside and Klaus walked into the mansion. I looked down at Jackson still standing there as he looked up at me and he told me, "I am taking the wolves out on a patrol. Are you sure you'll be fine here with him. We won't be here to protect you and Hope if something…" "Jackson, the witches will still be around here and you have nothing to worry about. Klaus would never hurt me and Hope." He nodded and finally left.

Turning around, I saw that Klaus had already found the nursery and was standing at the doorway, with an expressionless face. I wanted to say something but I could not find the right words to say. He finally started moving towards me and my breathing hitched. He went sideways and looked down at our little daughter, sleeping in the crib. He slowly bent over and kissed Hope lightly on her forehead, making me smile a little once more. "I'm sorry." I heard him whisper in her ear as she was sleeping. That's why he had come here. He had missed her. I could only imagine, with his stubbornness to come here and see her, he could no longer resist. I moved away from them and he finally lifted his head so his eyes could meet mine. I lowered my head slightly and whispered, "You know, you can take her if you want." He frowned a little and stepped closer to me. "What do you mean by taking her?" he asked me and I finally looked up into his eyes to notice how close he was to me. "I have kept her here for so long and you had only come once in a while to be with her. If you want, you can take her to the Abattoir and…you can spend more time with her, be with her." He stood there a while, not taking his eyes off of me and he was starting to make me feel nervous. "I am not leaving with her." He finally told me.

My eyes watered for a moment and I felt like I was going to breakdown right in front of him because he had no intention of being around his daughter as I thought. I looked away from him and suddenly felt his hand cupping my cheek softly and wiping away the tears that had already washed over my face. I looked up into his eyes and I saw a serious expression on his face. "What have you told Elijah?" he suddenly asked me and my eyes darkened as I pushed his hand away from mine. "You have some nerve, you know? You come here, unannounced and you claim that you want to be with Hope but when I tell you that you can take her for a while and spend more time with her, you refuse! Now you just change the subject and move on to your favorite one, which is my relationship with Elijah! What is your damn problem?" I yelled at him. He growled and grabbed my hand, pushing me against the wall and leaning down on me. His eyes showed anger but I could not look at them. My own eyes went down and landed on his lips, which were so very close to mine now. "How dare you tell me that I don't love my own child?" he asked me in a whisper. "Klaus, I never said that! Stop putting words in my mouth! You just don't care about spending time with her!" I spat at him and he pushed himself against me even more as we remained against the wall, sending butterflies in my stomach and a weird feeling that I had not felt for a very long time. "I came here to spend time with her! But that is not the only reason why I came! I came here to see you!" he yelled in my face.

"And what do you want from me?" I asked him, outraged. "I want you to tell me exactly what you told Elijah. I want to hear it from you. I want to know." "How did you know…?" I asked in a whisper as he still held me against the wall. He looked down and sighed. "Just answer the question, Hayley." I looked away for one moment and then back to him as more tears streamed down my face. "I told him that I couldn't be with him." "And why is that?" "Because there is another man who holds my heart!" I finally told him and breathed in heavily as he looked at me surprised. I looked at him closely, trying to see his reaction. "This man who holds my heart, I told him that he's a man that I can't have." He nodded gently, without removing his eyes from mine. "And why is that?" he asked again. Our intense gaze at one another deepened as I whispered, "Because he is a man who hates everything that I have done to him. He is a man who deserves better than what he receives from people. He is the man that I cannot stop thinking about." I could feel him gasp lightly as he looked at me closely to hear my next words. There was only one word that I would offer to him. I had more to say through this one word and he was waiting. "You." I whispered. I gasped as he bent forward and pressed his lips onto mine in a hot and searing kiss that I remembered us sharing the night we conceived our child. I stayed there on the wall and tears streamed down my face as I felt him release my hands as his own roamed down my body towards my hips. I placed my hands on his cheeks and deepened our kiss, making him feel the way he wanted. Making him feel loved. The kiss was breathtaking and passionate. He made me almost lose my mind. I could almost forget who I was and what I was doing there. He then pulled back for a while and looked at me in the eyes, connecting our foreheads. I felt more alive than the first time we kissed, when I was just a werewolf. As a hybrid, my emotions and my feelings were heightened now. It felt like explosive fireworks and something electric.

I believed that it was all over and I felt disappointed but his hands continued to roam beyond my hips and underneath my nightdress, finding my tights and caressing them gently, making me arch my back and moan lightly as he kissed me once again, softer this time. "Klaus." I whispered and he pulled me into his arms, taking me with super speed out of the nursery and took us to my bedroom, where he laid me on my bed and he pulled himself on top of me, kissing my neck softly and making me feel nothing but shivers, as his hands worked on getting out of my nightdress. We pulled back from our kiss, breathing in deeply as I took off his shirt and let my hands travel in his muscular chest and over his magnificent tattoos. I pressed a soft kiss over his bird tattoo and then pressed another light kiss on the side of his neck. He pulled me back and embraced me as he connected our lips roughly once more and laid me down once again, pulling down my undergarments. Then he bent forward and kissed me on my stomach as I ran my hand through his hair and moaned his name. He came back up to my lips and felt the radiation flow through me as he entered me through slow tidal waves. "Klaus." I whispered his name through our kiss and he smiled at me as he continued to kiss me and then went back to my neck.

Our lovemaking continued several hours into the night and he never stopped kissing me. It felt amazing, but something that was completely unreal. I felt like this was a dream, something that had happened inside of my head or something that I would have wanted to happen deep inside and wouldn't. The only thing that was left was for me to fantasize about it. But it had been very real. After the overbearing tidal waves, I felt completely flushed, even as a hybrid. He looked just as flushed as I was. He bent forward and kissed me softly one more time before falling beside me. I turned on one side, with my back to him and curled up in a ball, pulling my dark curls out of my face. What had I just done? At once, I felt him move on the bed and I started shivering as his hands have found my body and he pulled me over to him, embracing me as we lay under the covers. It felt amazing. I stopped questioning it and covered his hand with mine.

Klaus' POV

She was there, in my arms. I could not believe it. I could not believe what I had done. I had kissed her and I had showed her my love for her. I made love to her the way I had been wanting to the moment I figured out that I was falling for her. She was shocked by my reaction and how I had responded to her. I pulled her towards me and held her in my arms, occasionally placing kisses on her neck and making her sigh in pleasure. It was the first time that I had ever made love to another hybrid like myself. It was something that I could rarely feel. No other woman could make me feel the way Hayley had made me feel throughout this night. She started shifting and turned towards me, looking at me with those big and gorgeous hazel eyes of hers.

A smile appeared on my face as I saw her and I moved my forehead on hers and she cupped my cheeks gently accepting my touch. There was a grin on my face that could never appear that easily. "Hayley." I whispered her name and I saw her giving me a very small smile at the sound of her name. "What are we doing?" she asked me in a small whisper and I shook my head, kissing her forehead and bringing her even closer to me, as I felt her fingers stroke my chin. "Are you having second thoughts?" I asked her, a bit worried. She looked at me a little confused and then shook her head, making me smile even more. My smile made her show her gorgeous smile as well. My smile faded after a moment of looking at her and so did hers. I continued moving my hand up and down her body. "I thought you came here for Hope." She whispered and I nodded. "I did. But her beautiful mother started taking my breath away." She shook her head lightly. "Very flattering, Mr. Mikaelson." She joked. I sat up, very determined on the bed and looked down at her, taking her hand in mine and brushing my lips over her knuckles. "Come back with me, little wolf." She looked at me for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?" "You told me that I can take Hope so I can spend more time with her. I am not taking her if you don't come along." She shook her head, as a beautiful little blush appeared on her face.

"How can you want me to come back? After what I have done…" I put my finger on her lips to stop her from talking as I looked into her eyes. "I don't want to talk anymore about what happened, love. I want to talk about you and me at this precise moment." She smiled at me and caressed my face. "But you cannot just forget…" "I forgave and forgot…just like you have forgiven me for everything that I have done. I have done things in my life far worse than your little manifestation, little wolf. I could not let that haunt me any longer. I want you. I want you back into my life so we can start over, love." She smiled adoringly as I kissed her fingers one by one and asked her, "Hayley, please come back with me. You, me and Hope. I want us under the same roof once again. It has been months. I can no longer stand it." She bit her lip as I lay back down next to her and she whispered, "Rebekah is not going to be pleased. I cannot just abandon her here. I…I have Davina and Sophie and…the werewolves, my pack and the witches who depend on me here. We have a treaty made and signed. I am not to come on your land and you can't stay here either." She explained sadly to me. "I'm going to rip that treaty to shreds." I chuckled and she frowned. "Klaus, we can't just do what we want. It doesn't work that way."

She sat up and I sat up after her, afraid that she was going to leave. I touched her arm softly and kissed her shoulder, whispering, "Please, think about my offer, love." She smiled a little as I pushed her hair on one side, so I could see her bare skin, touching it softly so I could feel her shiver once more. I then groaned and said, "I am not going to wait any longer. Love, please tell me that you are coming back with me." "Klaus…" "I am not taking Hope then." "It's a low move, to use Hope like that and play with her feelings and her heart." "You know, I am not going to do that. But I want you to be there with me. I want to prove you wrong. I want to prove to you that I can be a good King for our people. Forget that damn treaty, love. It's just something on paper. It doesn't mean anything to me." She rolled her eyes but I seemed convincing as she laid back down on the bed and I laid next to her. "Okay." She whispered and kissed my lips softly. I returned her kiss with a grin, thinking that she would finally be mine.

Marcel's POV

I pulled her along with me as we made our way to Cami's bedroom. I had a feeling that it was going to be a very long talk and she would start making me feel guilty about betraying my own child. Rebekah stood beside me as we walked to the door and she kissed my cheek. "It's going to be okay, Marcellus. But if you don't want to do this, I am not going to force you to. We can stop this." She told me but I shook my head, pulling her closer. I had waited so long for her to find her way back to me. I was not going to end things now between us just for the sake of Cami and our unborn child. "We are doing this. Cami is not a bad person and I know that after everything that we have been through together, she will understand." Rebekah sighed and said, "I hope she will because the last time that I spoke to her, it was not very pretty." "I told you that I will continue to be the father of my child. Being with you is not going to change that."

Pulling the door open, knocking on it first, Rebekah and I entered the room together. Camille was there and she was looking out her window, caressing her baby bump. It made my heart sank when she looked at me and whispered, "You don't have to say anything more, Marcel. I heard it at the door." "I thought you were asleep." I commented and she calmly shook her head. "No. I keep having very strong kicks and I am scared. I need to find Genevieve." She tried to move to the door but I stopped her. "No. You are not seeing Genevieve any longer." "Who are you to tell me what I can do, Marcel? You have been sneaking around with Rebekah behind my back! How dare you?" she yelled at me. I put my hands on her shoulders and whispered, "Please, try to understand, Cami. I never meant to hurt you. But you knew all along that things were not working well between us. You know that we would have ended it anyway." She stood there for a moment and didn't say anything as she looked into my eyes and I felt guilty for the way she was feeling right now. "Go, then! Get out of my room, Marcel!" Cami yelled at me and I backed away a little from her before I heard her gasp and collapse onto the floor. "Marcel!" Rebekah yelled out and I went over to Cami's side at once. "What is happening?" I asked her, frightened. She started crying and whispered, "I think my water broke. Ahhh!" she yelled out in pain. "I need Genevieve!" Cami yelled out as Rebekah sat down by us.

"Cami, listen to me. You should not trust Genevieve with this. It's dangerous!" Rebekah was trying to convince her but she just cried as she sat on the floor and whispered, "No. I want Genevieve. Don't tell me that. She is the one who has always stood by me and protected me! I want Genevieve to come now!" I tried to soothe her, picking her up and putting her on the bed. My baby was coming early and I could barely believe it. I felt tense as I watched Cami yell out in pain and Rebekah placed a hand on my back. "I am going to call for help." She told me and I shook my head. "No. There is no time. I am not bringing Genevieve here. Cami is going to give birth any minute now. I have to be here and you have to stay here with me. Please." "But we can't just deliver the baby…" "Rebekah, you've been a nurse before, remember? You can do it." "You want me to deliver your baby?" she asked me, shocked. "Yes." I responded. She was about to say no when another cry out of pain from Cami made her accept to do this.

Hayley's POV

We had gotten out of bed and we had dressed back into our clothes. I was honestly afraid that someone would come inside the room and see the two of us like this. They would feel like this was treason to my people. Jackson wouldn't like it one bit and I doubted that Sophie or Davina would be understanding. Klaus put his hands on my back and seductively pulled me to him for another hot kiss of his. It was something special from Niklaus Mikaelson. I had to admit that there was no one who could kiss the way he did and no one who could make love like he did. I pressed my forehead on his and whispered, "I love you." He looked at me, surprised and caressed my face softly. He opened his mouth to say something but before he could, there was a cry that could be heard from the nursery. Hope was crying and screaming at the same time. Klaus and I eyes each other, fearfully and ran towards the nursery at once.

I pushed open the door and gasped as I saw that the crib was empty and the window was largely open. "NO!" I yelled out and looked out the window at once, not seeing her or anyone else. "Someone has her! Someone has my baby!" I yelled out and I turned around to see that Klaus was not there anymore. He ran outside, in his angry mode, and looked around, trying to catch sign of someone, of anyone. I ran out after him and saw him looking tearful. He was scared for Hope. I embraced him just as there was a number of footsteps that could be heard behind us. We turned around and there stood Jackson with my pack and the witches as well. "What is he still doing here? Hayley, what is going on?" he asked me. "WHERE IS MY CHILD?" Klaus raged and I had to calm him down. "What is going on?" another voice was heard and Elijah showed up with his hands in his pockets, walking casually towards us. He looked in between me and Klaus and understood immediately what was going on. But now was not the time. "Elijah, Hope is gone. Someone took her." I told him with tears in my eyes.

Klaus turned to Jackson and whispered menacingly, "I don't care about that damn treaty. The daughter of your Queen and your King is missing!" he growled at him and my heart warmed when I realized how he had referred to us as Queen and King. Jackson gulped and whispered, "What do you want me to do?" he asked. "Alert all werewolves! Alert all witches! Go to the other side and bring the vampires to help by my orders. We are going to search as long as it takes throughout this entire city and we are going to find my daughter!" Jackson needed not be told twice. He did exactly as Klaus asked him to. Elijah came over to me and pulled me in for a hug. "I am so sorry, Hayley. We will find her, I promise." I looked over his shoulder at Klaus, who was feeling rather uncomfortable as he noticed the hug between Elijah and me so I pulled back. Klaus came back to me and wrapped an arm securely around my waist, looking at his brother, as if marking his territory. He brushed his lips over my forehead and whispered in a sweet way, "I promise we will find her, little wolf."

A/N: This is the end of the chapter. A very long one because I had a lot of things to write. The next chapter is going to be the last one and this story is going to end.

Klaus and Hayley finally happened and as said at last, Klaus sort of marked his territory in front of Elijah to show him that Hayley belonged to him and only him. You know how possessive Klaus tends to be at times. Camille is giving birth at last…and we will see in the last chapter what is going to happen.

I don't think it's hard to guess who captured Hope, right? The final confrontation is going to take place in the next chapter and I am going to put an end to this story. Thank you so much for following it.

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