Previously in Kings & Queens of NOLA, Hayley had made the final decision concerning her love for Elijah and her love for Klaus. Declining the opportunity to be with Elijah, Hayley had made her decision, sending disappointment inside the elder Mikaelson brother's heart. Mikael had been brought back to life by Genevieve as Rebekah and Marcel found a way to speak to Camille that they are getting back together. After turning down Genevieve one last time, Klaus had ended up going to Hayley, to tell her that he loves her. The two ended up in sharing a passionate night which resulted in Hope getting kidnapped by someone. The whole town is now alert to look for her.

In the final chapter of the story will reveal the final battle between an unloved son and his supposed father. Rebekah and Marcel are faced with having to deal with Cami as she finally gives birth to her child. Kol Mikaelson will also be revealing his secret as he shows up, as Hayley, Elijah and others will be supporting Klaus in his final battle for his daughter's life. It will be a war to remember for eternity! What happens after the battle with our favorite characters remains to be seen, especially since the relationship between Klaus and Hayley is not 100 percent sealed just yet. Long May They Reign forever!

Klaus' POV

I had never felt this kind of fear before. It was the fear that reminded me I had so much to lose. My daughter's life was at stake and I had to end the danger that went on in this city. They were never going to admit it but the people had always viewed me as the King, not Marcel. It can never be a partnership between two Kings. It would never work. Jackson was leading the Crescent werewolves into attack along with the Northern Atlantics who had come to join in the battle of a lifetime. The vampires that I had sent out word to join me, had gone on an inspection of the entire city to search for anything that might lead us to Hope. She was my daughter…and I had once promised her to be there for her, regardless of my relationship with Hayley. I had broken that promise and if I had been with her at that time, she wouldn't have been in danger. I could never regret the moments of passion I had spent with Hayley. She was finally mine, and I was finally hers to have forever. I would never turn back time and choose to take my daughter, leaving Hayley here. I wanted them both in my life. Both of them with me for an eternity. I watched as Hayley was being comforted by my dear brother, something that I had no intention in letting it happen once again. That woman would be comforted by me from now on and me alone. I heard each and every one of their conversations since Hope's disappearance. I knew that I should have been concentrated on finding my daughter but…

"Why was she kidnapped? Who would do something like this to me?" Hayley asked in a whisper and brushed her tears away as Elijah stepped forward and pulled her in for another hug. "I don't want you to feel like this was your fault. This was mine. I shouldn't have left you alone." Hayley stood there as he was embracing her for a while and then pulled back, her tears completely disappearing. She pushed away from him and said, "Yes, I know that you feel that way, Elijah, but…" "You are with Niklaus now, I know." He responded with a smile on his face. "I know that you may not like it, but it is the way I feel. I am very sorry, okay? He always was and he always will be the man I love and the father of my child. But I thank you for your support in times when he didn't show it to me. You mean so much to me, Elijah, and I hope that you will find someone someday. I really hope you will find the person with whom you're meant to be with. Because you know deep down…that person is not me." As I listened to what she was saying, a smile appeared on my face and all my worries were soon forgotten. I felt stronger, invincible even. Two vampires came forward to me. "He has her! He has the baby! I don't know how he came back but…" One of the vampires begun saying and I cut him off. "Who has my daughter? Spill it now!" Hayley came by my side the minute that the vampire told me, "Mikael."

Hayley hasped in shock next to me as soon as she heard his name and I wrapped an arm around her defensively. "What are you waiting for? Find him! Corner him with everything you have! Go! We will come after you!" I ordered and the vampires had taken off. "Brother, we must go." Elijah said as he came over to me. Hayley was almost in tears. I couldn't have her be that way. This was not the time. "We will be right behind you. Go." I told him silently and Elijah did as I asked. I pulled Hayley towards me and cupped her cheeks as she cupped mine. "he is going to hurt her to get back at you. I know he will. I can't have this. I won't have this!" Hayley insisted as he shushed her calmly. "There is no time to act like this, little wolf. We are not weak. We are the two remaining hybrids on this Earth. We are fighters for our family, love. Let us fight and let us get our daughter back right now. I promise you that she will come to no harm. It's me he wants to see. He is trying to lure me to him using my daughter." Hayley's face hardened. "You get to kill him, then. He is your kill. Elijah has what you need. But…you better let me throw some punches first. I want him to suffer." I chuckled and whispered, "That's my little wolf." I placed a kiss on her soft lips and she returned it, before we made our way to our daughter. This was our fight and we were going to win it, whatever it takes.

Mikael was there and he was standing there, like the coward that he was, with my daughter in his arms. He didn't have the nerve or the decency to face me, and here he was, telling me that I was no man to match him. "I thought I was well rid of you, father! It's been too long, hasn't it?" I asked him as I watched him smirk as the werewolves had gathered around me. The vampires were greater in number and I was sure Mikael wouldn't even dare fight against all of us. We were much stronger together, united, like this city always should have been. "Niklaus! I was almost certain that you were not going to show up, given the circumstances with your lady friend, I would have thought that you have forgotten everything about your own daughter." His hands grazed the top of the baby's head. Hayley wanted to speed forward and to grab Hope from him, but Klaus held her back from doing anything irrational that would cost them their little miracle. Hope was theirs and he would not allow anything to happen to her. "You are not going to be able to talk your way out of this one, father! You are going to hand me my daughter back nice and easy before I tear out your heart from your chest. Mark my words that it is not going to be pretty." "You are the same foolish boy that I have once had in my village. You use the help of your petty little friends to get what you want. Never in the mood for a fair battle between you and me. Then again, when hearing about the powers which I hold, I would grab a whole army my way as well. You don't wish to remind your soldiers the pathetic failures in your battles with me throughout centuries now, do you?" Hope had just opened her eyes and had started to cry. Hayley stepped forward and yelled, "Give her back to me, you piece of bloodsucking shit!" Mikael's face hardened as he put Hope on a rock and clapped his hands together. A number of witches had immediately appeared behind him. I was shocked and raged, "What is this?!" I knew these witches. They were Genevieve's. They were supposed to be under my rule, on my side of the city. Mikael grinned as he saw the look on my face. "If this is the fair battle that we are going to have, let's make it a little more even now, shall me?"

"Genevieve." I whispered in surprise as I thought of the red headed witch's distractions. Mikael started laughing as Hayley glared at me with cold eyes. "Yes, indeed! The witch you have had as your support for this city and the comfort for your sexual needs for months…has been planning this. The defeat of your daughter." Rage kicked inside of me like no other. Genevieve had been behind this all along. She had been using me to get herself clear and bring back the man I feared the most out of all of my enemies. Hayley's own fury was understandable. I had denied her when she tried to warn me of the witch. She had told me that she didn't want her baby to be around her. I should have listened to her. I shouldn't have been stubborn and blinded by jealousy and rage. Now, I had to pay the price for my mistake. "What are you talking about?" "You never wondered of what your mother may have to do about this miracle child you have brought into the world, have you, Niklaus? The very idea that your bloodthirsty little bastard daughter of yours could hold more power than any of the witches alive, could be a great problem for her. I was sent here by her. I am to eliminate you and then eliminate the one thing that you and the rest of the people here care about." "If you lay a finger on her…" "You'll what? Face me like a man, you coward! A fair battle! Just the two of us, boy! COME ON!" Mikael raged in front of me. I showed him a smirk. "Look at you, hiding behind Mother's skirt. I would have never seen you become her slave." I told him which sent him to deep fury. "ATACK! He is mine!" Mikael roared and the witches started working on their spells on the vampires. Hayley was on the ground, holding her head with pain rushing through her as Mikael sped towards me.

Rebekah's POV

The look on Camille's face as she scrunched up in pain was overbearing. I couldn't look at her. Marcel was holding her hand as she lay down on her bed and started pushing as hard as she could. Blood was pouring out of the center and there was nothing that I could do to stop it. This baby, I knew how much it meant to Marcel to be a father. I knew at that moment that I wouldn't have a problem with Marcel having a child with a woman who wasn't me. I had seen the way Marcel was looking at Cami earlier. She was in his heart just as much as this child was. There was no denying his love for me, but his deep care for her would always remain, and if I was going to be with him forever as we planned, I would have to learn to live with that. Camille was frowning at me as I was holding her legs in the right position. As my eyes met hers, I told her calmly, "You have to do better than this, Cami. Come on! Your baby has to live!" She started screaming once again as Marcel rubbed her hand with his for comfort and support. "I don't want this. I want Genevieve to come here, bring her to me. She has been caring for me and my baby since she first told me that I was pregnant." Marcel shook his head and said, "I can't allow that to happen. I am not putting my baby in danger with that witch around. She is not to be trusted."

There were tears that we flowing in my eyes as I saw the pain in Camille's eyes. She and I were never going to be best friends. I had to learn to live with that. But I never would wish the loss of a child to any mother. I wanted to help her, because I wanted her and Marcel to be happy. It reminded me of the pain that women felt all those years ago when I was a nurse. It was a terrible thing to watch so many women lose their children, after they had carried them in their womb for so long and had even fallen in love with them. I never wanted to have to think about this. I knew that I would never get the chance to have a baby of my own now. It was too late for me. But if Cami would allow me, I would love to have the kind of relationship with this baby, the relationship that I have with Hope. Another cry was heard and Marcel was ready for the big moment as he was holding Cami's hand. I was there; ready to bring their child into the world. But there was nothing coming out. I thought that the contractions were still going to come, but nothing did. Camille relaxed on the bed and closed her eyes, breathing in deeply. The only thing that poured out was more blood and nothing else. It was like, Cami was a balloon all this time…and right now, she had been deflated. Marcel was looking at me, with his mouth parted open in silence. "Rebekah, what is going on? What has happened? Where's the baby?" he asked me. I was staring in between her legs…and I couldn't see absolutely anything.

I was shaking my head and Marcel stood up as Camille was catching her breath. He cupped my cheeks and asked me in a whisper, "Tell me what is going on, Rebekah. Where is my child?" I could see the flowing tears in his eyes the moment he had asked me that. What was I supposed to say? There was nothing there, something inexplicably wrong. How could that be? Tears were flowing on my cheeks as well because it was hard for me to look at him in the eyes and tell him the truth. "Just look at me in the eyes and tell me, Rebekah. Tell me what is going on." "Marcel, there is no baby. I'm sorry." "What do you mean there is no baby?" Camille whispered and the two of us turned around to face her. Marcel rubbed his forehead in silence and silent tears were streaming out of his eyes. He picked up a chair and threw it through the window, breaking it. "Marcel!" I cried out and then covered my mouth. It was hard for me to see him in such pain. I was rushing to him when Camille grabbed my hand and looked at me in the eyes. "Rebekah, what is happening? Where is my baby?" She turned her head and saw Marcel in deep pain and then her eyes watered as she looked at me. "He didn't make it?" I looked at her for one moment and then whispered, "Cami, there was never a baby in your womb. There is not even a dead baby, no embryo. I am very sorry, Cami." She broke into sobs that couldn't be stopped. Marcel went over to her and pulled her into his arms and they both wept over this. They were supposed to be parents, and they lost this one chance to be those parents. There was this moment when I thought that this was all my fault. That if Cami had been taken to a real hospital to give birth maybe…but there was no maybe. There was nothing there. There never was.

There was nothing left for me to do except stand there and watch them mourn over their loss. I could not understand this. I was a nurse and if Cami had ever been pregnant, a baby, dead or alive should have come out of her stomach when the time had come now to give birth. Whereas, she was just an empty balloon, with air and nothing else inside. Then, I felt like I knew the real reason there wasn't anything inside of Camille. "Genevieve." I whispered and Marcel looked at me when I said that. "Marcel, it was her. We have to do something." The look in his eyes, showing both fear and anger did not go past me. Camille looked up into my eyes as well and whispered, "Genevieve? No. She wouldn't do this to my baby." "Cami, there never was a baby. You have to understand this. Genevieve had been lying to you. She put a spell on you to make you think that you were pregnant and for your hormones to do this. Your belly had been growing with nothing inside of it. I am very sorry." "But Genevieve is my friend! Why would she do this to me?" Cami asked as she looked at Marcel with desperate eyes. "She was always using you to get her revenge on Rebekah and Hayley. She did this so she could…keep Rebekah unhappy. To ruin her life. To ruin her chances of finding her way back to me." Camille looked at him and then back at me. "Looks like, she didn't succeed now, did she?" she asked. She stood up from the bed with Marcel's help and whispered, "I need some time alone, please." "Are you sure?" Marcel asked her. "Yes. Please. I need to be alone." Camille whispered.

We left the room at once. Marcel came up behind me and kissed me on the cheek, connecting his forehead with mine as I wrapped my hands around his neck. "Are you going to be okay?" I asked him. What was I saying? Of course he wasn't going to be okay. He gently kissed my forehead and whispered, "The only thing that I can think about right now is how much I want Genevieve to suffer for what she has done." He told me and I couldn't agree more with him. "She has done only damage in our lives and it's all my fault. I brought her back to New Orleans, Marcel. I did this. This was my mistake, so I'll fix it myself." He shook his head. "No. We are going to do this together. She made me believe that my own flesh and blood was going to be born from Cami. She made me believe that I would get a miracle just like Klaus had. But I should have known better. Vampires can't have children. A vampire baby is never going to exist." "You don't know that. Perhaps…" "No, Rebekah! The only thing I want right now is to finish her, on behalf of myself and Cami. She is no longer going to turn our lives upside down." I looked at him in the eyes and nodded. He was right.

Marcel's POV

The pain that I felt the moment that I knew I was never going to be a father, ripped me apart. How could I have been so stupid to believe in the chance for just one moment? I had grown to care for that imaginary boy in Cami's belly. I had spoken to him and I had cared for him, waiting for that day to come when I would first hold my son in my arms. I would get to hold him and show him the city that would soon be his. But because of Genevieve's lies and torture, I found out that this was just another one of my dreams…one that will never ever come true. I was still dreaming about having children 100 years ago, but Klaus opened my eyes and told me this was impossible. I was a vampire and I would always be a vampire. Holding Rebekah in my arms, only took half of the pain away. I had started to realize just how much like Klaus I was becoming. I needed vengeance when I was being mistreated, just like him. I needed to kill anyone that stood in the way of my happiness and now I had started to realize that not only had Genevieve ruined my dream of ever having a son, but she had been the one to stand between me and Rebekah all this time. She had been working and playing both Klaus and I all along.

"Where is she?" I asked Rebekah and she pulled her phone from her pocket. "I don't know but I am calling Hayley." "Do you think that is a good idea?" "Yes. She hasn't heard from me all day. She must be worried. I better tell her what's going on." We waited a while and she frowned after a moment. "She is not picking up her phone." "Then where could Genevieve be right now?" "Where do you think? You left her that cemetery that really belonged to Davina and Sophie, remember?" "We are going there right now and we are setting that bitch into place." I whispered and started walking but she pulled on my arm. "What about Cami? Marcel, we can't just leave her like this." "She said that she needs time and space. She has been through a lot and she just found out that her baby, our baby never existed. Please, let her rest." Together, we ran out of the Abattoir, heading directly to the place that changed many lives indeed. I could see her standing there, whispering something in Latin. She was controlling something. "You really thought that you were going to get away with it?" Rebekah spoke up at last.

Genevieve turned around in shock and smiled mischievously as she saw us. "Rebekah, you're with…Marcel." "Surprised?" I asked and wrapped my hand around Rebekah's waist. "Well, I don't really care, Marcel. Do whatever you want…but getting together with a traitor like her and leaving the woman who has been nothing but loving to you and is also carrying your child doesn't seem to sound good to me." "You can drop the act!" I yelled out at her and she turned around. "What are you talking about?" "I said that you can drop the act. I know what you did. I know that you tricked us all from the beginning. Camille was never pregnant. You put a spell on her to make her think that, didn't you?" Genevieve opened her mouth to speak but Rebekah cut her off. "Cami gave birth hours ago. She didn't actually because there was nothing to give birth to…you slimy, evil, narcissistic bitch!" "I can assure you that I had no idea…" "SAVE IT!" I roared at her and she shut up. I stepped forward to grab her but she immediately threw some of her magic right in front of us, keeping us from entering her space. "There is nothing that the two of you can do now. Now that Mikael is back…" "Mikael?" Rebekah asked in shock. "He is here for a job and it will get done, even if both our lives are at stake. He is going to kill Hope Mikaelson and end the curse that has been placed on us witches." "If you dare touch Hope…" I threatened her. "Oh no, it will not be me. It's going to be Mikael. And when he is done with that wretched little baby, he will be coming after all of you. Just you wait." She raised her hand and pain started flowing through Rebekah's mind. I was supposed to think fast, as I watched the woman I loved fall to the ground. Before Genevieve could raise her hand to inflict the same pain in my head, I picked up a crow bar and threw it at her with as much force as I could. The crow bar entered Genevieve and she was thrown against the wall with the crow bar making a huge hole in her body. Blood was seeping from her mouth and from her eyes at that moment. Rebekah stepped to her and picked up one of her knives from her cauldron, directing it to her. I had no idea what she was planning on doing. Genevieve was breathing in heavily as she watched Rebekah. "This is for all of us, especially Cami." She whispered and sliced the witch's head right off of her shoulders. Rebekah dropped the knife on the floor and turned towards me.

"It's finished." She whispered and I went over to her, pulling the woman I loved into my arms and hugging her with all of my care. "I'm sorry, Rebekah." I whispered into her ear and she ran her hand over my neck gently. "What are you sorry for?" "For the way I didn't believe you about her. For the way I didn't trust you, like I used to. It was supposed to be you and me. I could always remember that. Even when times were rough, I always chose to believe you no matter what. Since with Cami and the so called baby, I couldn't do that anymore. I didn't know what had gone over me and I didn't want to believe you because I felt betrayed." She pulled back from me and ran her thumb over my cheek. "You had every right to feel guilty about this. I turned my back on you too. I shouldn't have." I nodded and kissed her hand. "Just promise me something." "Anything." I told her with a smile. "Promise me that you are going to come with me. I want to get away from here for a while. I want to go someplace else and I want to travel. What do you think about that?" "We can go wherever you want when all of this is over. To hell with everything. I have lost too much time. I want to be every single moment with you." We sealed the oath with a kiss when Rebekah pulled back and looked at me, panicked. "We have to call Nik and Hayley. Mikael has been brought back!" I nodded and we ran out of the cave.

Hayley's POV

Getting up from the floor, all I could see was him in front of my eyes. Witches were attacking the vampires in the meantime and the werewolves were trying to do their best, even though it wasn't a full moon and they weren't powerful enough. Klaus and Mikael were at each other's throats battling it all out. I was about to go and help when there was a wave of liberation that could be felt. Everyone stopped the fighting, Klaus coming towards me, covered in blood. He put me behind him as a way of trying to protect me. But I was a hybrid now. I didn't need his protection. Mikael and the witches stood back against the walls as a witch looked around and whispered, "What is happening?" Sophie smirked, stepping forward and whispering in my ear, "Genevieve is dead. They have lost their protection spell. We can eat them alive now." Mikael was starting to crack up. The power that Genevieve had given him, it all faded because of her supposed death. I saw Klaus stepping backwards slowly towards Elijah and whispering something. I caught what he said at once. "Give it to me now, brother."

Out of his jacket, Elijah pulled the one thing that sent everyone gasping, "The white oak stake. I suppose you've missed it, haven't you, Father?" Klaus asked with a smirk on his face as he played with the weapon in his hands. "How did you get that?" Mikael growled in anger. "Perhaps it just happens to be one of my talents. One of my talents to end your existence once and for all!" "It is just going to be you and me now, huh, boy? Tired of being a coward? Let everyone aside and fight me correctly. Even with that weapon in your hands, you're no match for what I've become." I was about to tell Klaus not to push him too far, but he couldn't help it. "Are you sure that you would like to bet on that? I am not that same boy that you once knew. I have become stronger myself. A fight with you is exactly what I've been wanting." Klaus prepared his move and Mikael smirked. "I've waited a long time for this moment, Niklaus." "Well then, I'd hate to keep you waiting." My eyes wondered to the stone where my baby was put and she was looking around her, scared of what was going to happen, wrapped around in blankets. I growled as I watched a witch pick her up from the stone and into her arms. "LET HER GO!" I yelled out and I started running to the other side. "HAYLEY, DON'T!" I could hear Klaus yelling but it was too late. Mikael had already tackled me to the ground.

I looked up into his eyes and I could see the hunger that he had for killing. His hand was ready to rip my heart from my chest when…it all stopped. I watched Mikael freeze in shock, as blood trickled from everywhere inside of his body. I used all of my force to push him off of me and watch him in flames. The White Oak Stake was placed deep inside of his heart. I looked back at the witches who had started disappearing and noticed the one with my baby in her hands, running for her life. I sped over to her and grabbed the baby from her as Klaus came by my side and snapped her neck. "What about the other witches?" I asked as I held Hope in my hands and kissed her face. Davina and Sophie came by my side. "We are going to take care of this. Don't you worry about that." Sophie told me with a smirk as Davina hugged me. There were other people who had begun appearing. The shock that I had to go through was to see Marcel and Rebekah coming over to us…hand in hand. "What happened? What is going on?" Marcel asked Klaus as he was staring at his sister who was hand in hand with Marcel. Rebekah looked over at Hope in my hands and the corpse of Mikael on the ground. "Sophie will seal the other side. He won't come back." I explained to her with a smile. "We killed Genevieve." Marcel explained and Klaus raised his eyebrows. "What for? Have you found out what she had done?" Marcel lowered his head for a while and Rebekah whispered, "The baby that Cami was supposed to give birth to...there was no baby. There never was a baby. It was one of Genevieve's tricks to keep me and Marcel apart." "What?" I asked in shock. "Yes, it's complicated. But she is dead now and Cami is safe. That is all that matters." Marcel told us.

Holding Hope in my hands, I had never felt so relieved to have her. Rebekah and Marcel shared their first public kiss, in front of everyone, to show them that they were indeed back together. The look on Klaus' face was priceless. Davina had taken Hope into her hands as I pulled Klaus towards me and kissed his soft lips as well, shocking him even more. He chuckled afterwards, closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around me, kissing me back. "I have never seen you this eager, little wolf." He whispered, chuckling as we pulled apart. I shook my head in annoyance and whispered, "Shut up." "I'm sorry you had to endure all of that, love." "I am sorry that you had to listen to the crappy lies Mikael was telling you. You are a great person." He rolled his eyes but I cupped his cheeks convincingly. "You are, Klaus! You have that twisted and cold exterior that I also happen to love at times. But I know just how warm you are on the inside. You have the ability to love, unlike Mikael and you…you are a great father to your child, something that he never was. That is what makes you better than him. You always were better than him." "It's lucky that I have you to show me that, little wolf." "Well, if you'll let me, I can show you a whole lot of things from now on." I said, seductively, making him grin, as he scooped me up into his arms. "Always and forever, sweetheart." He told me before kissing me.

Davina's POV

It had been three weeks since the incident. Hayley was back on her feet again, and she had started getting romantically involved with Klaus, to everyone's shock. Marcel's had broken Cami's heart and I felt really bad for her because she lost her child and the man that she loved. But from what she had told me, she said that it was time to move on and I encouraged her to do so. She had a couple of bad experiences and after going to her doctor, Cami discovered that for a while, she had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder. She had been treated fairly since then and even I had decided to help her. She accepted the fact that Marcel and Rebekah loved each other deeply for a long time and still do love each. She was now ready for a fresh start. Sophie had regained her control over the witch community and is now once again the witch elder after Genevieve's death, managing to gather all of the witches into one community. Klaus had gotten rid of the treaty so that Hayley and Hope could come and live with him at the Abattoir. He truly loves them. I can tell. And so now, New Orleans was no longer split into two kingdoms.

As for me, things couldn't have gotten worse. To my great shock, I had discovered the true nature of Kaleb, the one who was supposed to be my close warlock friend. He had been working as Klaus's spy for the other side for months now and what's more, he was not even Kaleb at all. He was Klaus' younger brother, Kol Mikaelson. I had never felt more disappointed in my entire life. He had gotten the witch coven to accept to put him back into his own body. The Kaleb that I knew and loved was now gone. He was fun to be around and honestly, I was starting to actually fall for him. He had been showing signs of different personalities, but he played his part well to spy on Hayley, Sophie, Rebekah and me when we were Klaus' enemies. What the hell would he want now from me? He had tried to call me several times. He had tried to look for me everywhere. What the hell would he want? I was now sitting at the counter in Rousseau's, waiting for things to go back to normal. Cami would come back to work here as soon as she would regain her health and get rid of her mental issues and her love problems with Marcel. I sighed as I took a sip of my vodka. I knew that I shouldn't start drinking so much. It would only lead to depression and I was still too young for this. I felt someone sitting down next to me at once. I growled a little and wanted to leave but he grabbed my hand to hold me still.

I looked up into his gorgeous brown eyes with that smirk on his face that I was used to see on Kaleb's face, not this one. This Kol, Original Vampire was absolutely new to me. "Davina, come on, darling! You can't avoid me forever." He told me with a charming smile. I pulled my hand away and yelled, "Do you want me to hex you? Stay away from me, Kol!" I moved out of my chair but he blocked my way. "Please, just hear me out, darling! I don't want you to start hating me." "I do hate you. I hate you for everything." "But you can't deny the connection." "What connection?" "That little sweet thing you felt for Kaleb. Just remember that Kaleb was me. It was his body but it was all me. You fell for me, sweetheart." "I never fell for you or Kaleb. Leave me alone!" "No." "What did you say?" "I said no." "Are you really asking me to hex you? Stay away. I have nothing to say to you." "I'm sorry." "I don't believe you." "Then you are just forcing yourself to hate me even though you don't. Start accepting the reality, sweetheart. This is me and it is me whom you fell for." "You have gone mad." Kol was looking at me with those daring eyes of his and I was looking at him with anger that was unimaginable. His eyes softened after one moment and he whispered, "Fine." He tapped his hand on a table before slowly heading out of the bar. I had no idea what he was playing here…but his look was somehow sincere, like he really wanted to explain himself. I have no idea what it was about him that made me race out of that door and find him.

"Stop!" I exclaimed and he did. I saw him turn around with a smile and come back towards me. "Do you need anything, darling?" he asked and I blushed a little. "Explain to me why you did it." I told him, crossing my hands over my chest. "He's my brother, sweetheart. Nik asked me to do something in exchange for bringing me back from the dead. He found a way and he got me my body back. What was there to lose? But meeting you…I can say, it has changed my life forever." "In what way?" I asked as he stepped closer to me. He had been looking at my lips for quite a while now. Before I could say anything, he pulled me to him and smashed his lips against mine. I gasped but kissed him back almost immediately. Before I could even deepen this kiss, he pulled back with a grin and I was angered and upset at the same time. He was playing me like a jerk. Grabbing my chin with his strong and firm fingers, he brushed his lips against my cheek and whispered, "We can pick this up later, little witch. I have something I need to do now. Perhaps I can see you tonight." He pulled back and started walking away. "Tonight where?" I asked and he turned back around with a grin. "I know where you live!" he exclaimed, which made me blush harder. Turning around, a smile crept on my face as I started walking again.

Camille's POV

Being diagnosed with bipolar disorder had been difficult for me for the past three weeks. I felt too ashamed to leave this apartment of mine. I still feel very ashamed of the crazy ways that I used to behave when I was supposedly pregnant with Marcel's child. I couldn't believe that Genevieve would do something like this to me. Only now, a little too late, had I been able to realize the lying bitch that she really was. Both Hayley and Rebekah had been extremely nice to me since all of this was over and I thanked them for that, especially since I hadn't exactly been a very nice person to them while I was pregnant. But this disease had actually cleared up a lot of things, and I felt like I was ready to move on. Davina was pretty much the only one to stop by here from time to time to see how I was doing. I don't blame Marcel for not coming to visit. It could still be difficult for him to believe that we never had a child, and we had planned so much for this baby that we thought we would have. I wanted him to be happy and if Rebekah really was the woman who made him happy, I couldn't object. I knew that we would always stay friends. The doorbell rang and it snapped me out of my thoughts. I slowly stood up from my bed and went over to the door opening it, thinking it would be Davina again. It was not Davina.

"Elijah!" I exclaimed and a smile crept on my face when I saw someone new. I had not seen Elijah since the night that I had caught him and Klaus fighting in the Abattoir. I kind of missed that place to be honest. It had been my home for a long time now. Elijah was standing there with a box of chocolates in his hands. "May I come in?" he asked me and I nodded slowly, the smile not disappearing from my face. He came inside and handed me the box of chocolates after I closed the door. "What is this?" I asked him and he shrugged. "Something that I thought would lighten up your day, Camille." He always used my full name, unlike others. That was something to remember. I know that I had been bugging people to call me Cami and not Camille, but I never felt to do that around Elijah. I would let him call me whatever he wanted. I put the box of chocolates in the kitchen and came towards him the living room. "Thank you for the chocolates. It was very considerate of you. But…what are you doing here?" "Not used to having guests?" "Well, not anymore. Not after the crazy ways that I have been behaving." "You have been well treated and you no longer possess that disease. I think it is time for you to leave this apartment. It would do you good." "Not now, Elijah. I am very…lost. I have never felt something like this before and I just wish that both my brother and my uncle were alive right now. They would have helped me get over this. I can't do this by myself."

I stood up to look out the window and I felt someone put a hand on my shoulder. I knew it was him and I knew that he was trying to be comforting because that was how he always was, but I still felt the need to be alone. Before I could open my mouth and tell him that, he whispered, "I am sure that I can find a perfect way to cheer you up. I am very sorry about your brother and your uncle but you must realize that you still have people around you who care about you. Marcel still cares and Davina cares. I care. You are not alone." I nodded and said, "Thank you, Elijah." He turned around and headed to the door. "There must be a fresh start for all of us after everything that we have been through. The most important thing is that we all learned something from this experience. It is something that I keep reminding Niklaus." I laughed as I said, "And I have a finger that he brushed past you as you said that." Elijah chuckled and said, "Yes, he did. He never wants to listen to anything that I say." We looked at each other for a while before he finally opened the door to the apartment. He was ready to leave. "Perhaps…there might be something we can do tonight." What do you mean?" I asked, not being able to stop the smile that was getting wider on my face. "There has to be a festival tonight from what I remember. Would you care to join me?" "I would love to." I said at once. He smiled gently before opening the door. "I will see you tonight, Camille." He whispered and left. I slowly closed the door after him with a smile. He had invited me to go somewhere with him. He chose me to come with him to that festival. Maybe there was something good that was left from all of these experiences, after all. I had to wait out for things to get better and when they did, I would be taking full advantage of them for this recovery.

Hayley's POV

Yes, I was upset and I was also very annoyed by Klaus' secrecy. He had the nerve to just tell me to just go upstairs and change into something fancy and then come back down. I didn't like surprises and he knew that. I looked through my closet. This was one of those times when I had to call Rebekah for help. I was not a fashionista, like she was training Hope to be. But she was out with Marcel somewhere nice. It was that festival that Klaus had insisted that we do not attend. It was a New Orleans tradition. I had no idea what his problem was. I pulled out one velvet colored dress that I hadn't worn in quite a while, let my curls fall on one side and I put a simple ruby necklace around my neck to cover it up. I looked pretty good, if I did say so myself. I made my way down the stairs slowly afterwards. Hope was in her room and she was fast asleep. The Abattoir hadn't changed much. But I was really happy to be back here. Finally heading down, I gasped as I soon what was in front of my face. Klaus has had servants arrange everything for a perfect and fancy dinner.

Klaus was standing there in a black suit with a smile on his face. "What is this?" I asked him as I noticed the table, rich in food and drinks just for us. Klaus came over to me and held out his hand for me to touch. "You look gorgeous, love." "Just something that I threw on me in the last minute. No need to make fun of me." I giggled as he pulled me at once into his arms and kissed my shoulder whispering, "You look beautiful in absolutely anything. I am no kidder as you may call it, little wolf." "What is with this dinner when we could have gone to that festival like all the others?" I asked him, raising my eyebrow in suspicion. He chuckled and twirled me around, afterwards, placing his hands on my hips. "I don't wish for that festival to take up our night." "But there were going to be fireworks." "We can have our own fireworks tonight if you wish, love." He responded with a smirk and I rolled my eyes at his seduction attempts. But as I took a seat at the table for dinner, I knew that the night wouldn't turn out differently.

After talking and looking intensely at one another for hours at that table, we soon found ourselves wrapped around one another in the bedroom, as he was slowly zipping down my dress and I was taking off his shirt with everything else, leaving him completely naked. He clipped my bra off and threw it on the ground, as he buried his face into my neck and sucked on the skin, sending me in complete amazement and explosions. "Klaus." I moaned his name several times as he pushed over on our bed and he was on top of me in seconds, covering up with a blanket. His lips went down over my stomach and made me shiver under his touch as he massaged my hips with his hands. My hands went over to his face and cupped his cheeks, pulling him over to me so I could kiss him. "Ready to be my Queen?" he asked in a whisper as he kissed me everywhere. "What do you mean?" I asked him through moans as he entered me and I gasped. We were in our moment of passion when neither one of us couple talk. When we have finished and he slowly slid out of me, he pressed a kiss on my lips and whispered, "Rebekah had informed me that she and Marcel would be leaving New Orleans together." I gasped. "What? What do you mean?" Klaus shrugged and said, "I suppose that they wish to be alone and on their own from now on. They have always wanted to do this. And…we have reached the conclusion that there really cannot be two Kings to rule one city, love." "And…?" "And Marcel has decided to step aside and let me rule." Klaus replied with a huge smile on his face that I adored. "Don't get me wrong, little wolf. I have always loved having Marcel by my side. But…I have only had one dream…of ruling this city by myself, for my family. And to have you as my Queen." I looked at him and whispered, "I accept, my King." He grinned and kissed me passionately as we went back to our love making. "Then, I will continue to please you forever, my love. I want you and Hope…forever." "You will have us forever. I love you." I told him, kissing his cheek. His head snapped up as he looked at me. I knew that this was going to be his reaction. "You will have my love forever, Hayley. Forever." He whispered back with a smile and kissed my stomach and then he kissed my lips. That was how we were going to end up. King and Queen, always and forever.

A/N: The end of the story, folks! Thank you so much for following it! I really appreciated the support for this story. I know that you are upset that this story has finally ended but look on the bright side, now that I have finished it; I have time to get to work on the other fanfictions that I have left aside for now.

Now, I will be getting to work on "Blissful Desires", "Faith In A Miracle" and "77th Annual Hunger Games". Also, a new story will be popping up soon. Once again, thank you for the support and I hope you will continue to follow all of my other stories. Goodbye, guys!