✧˚ chapter one˚✧

CAMI SMILES AT ME and then goes back to her writing before i notice marcel and someone else sitting down together. What a coincidence. I excuse myself and the girls sun after me as i make my way to the two young looking men.

"well, well. scarlett ellenor, back in business. and the two cutest humans to ever exist. y'all grew up too much." he compliments elli and belle as they run over to him, yelling 'marcel'. I laugh as he embraces them into a hug and they hug him even tighter.

macel also did one of the things that no one else did. he helped me throughout my pregnancy and when I was shunned. so much occurred with the witches when i was pregnant and he was the only person in town who was willing to listen and help until i, of course, fled.

"marcel gerard. bet you had fun with the little show yesterday." i give him a stern look, ellie still on his lap but belle on the table, examining klaus.

me and marcel engage in conversations but are interrupted by the original.

"uh, not to interrupt but — " klaus says, taking my attention from the two hundred year old vampire. once my eyes are set on him, I notice belle on his lap, playing with his jacket straps.

"oh — I am so sorry. here." I hold her and then cami comes over to me, holding ellie.

"hello." she grins, greeting the two boys and kissing ellie all over her tiny little face.

"do excuse me, love. What was that you're studying?" klaus wonders and cami looks at him with a half smile, answering truthfully.

"abnormal psychology." klaus smiles at her. I guess he does better with adults then children.

"abnormal psychology, well. perhaps you could help me diagnose my friend over here. he's been a little bit depressed, can't keep his mind off a girl. he tells me she's a queen, fit for a king. I think he should cut his losses and move on. what's your professional opinion?" my eyes widen at marcel as his smile widens. who knew he had the hots for my best friend, I would've set them up... never. cami doesn't need vampire trouble in her life and if marcel was a good person, he'd see that.

"be a nice guy, and maybe the opportunity will present itself some day." she answers with a smirk, giving me my little girl.

"how about tonight, nine o'clock? I'll meet you right here?" he, obviously, asks her out and I see cami give me a side glance as if to ask and I look at her with a sigh. I don't want to say no because that's too forward and marcel will know but I definitely don't need her fragile human life in the hands of the new orleans king.

"I'll take it under consideration." what a total badass. sometimes I wish I was camille o'connell. she gives me a small nudge, motioning we flee from here.

I wave to marcel and klaus as we both make our way out of the shop, the girls in their strollers and us girls laughing.

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I asked cami if she can take care of the girls while I go out for a walk. I was trying to clear my head, or maybe over filling it. the originals are back in town, I've only met two out of six so I'm hoping the rest aren't here. but, assuming the worst, I want the twins to be safe and sound, not in the middle of danger, however; I also can not just tell cami I'm leaving because I know that if I leave the chances of me coming back are slim to none.

I see a young woman sitting on a bench, holding a liquid in her hands and I smile at the sight. she looks peaceful. I was about to turn around the other way, as to not disturb her when I realize the smell. she's going to drink wolfsbane. I could smell that stench from miles away.

I go over to her and she looks at me shocked, not expecting my presence. in a moment of fear she throws the cups contents on my clothes, the wolfsbane sizzles as some of it touches my skin. not the day to be wearing a tank top and shorts. I groan in agony as I add pressure to the red spots and they slowly start fading. my heart rate calms down once more and the burns become invisible.

she looks at me with wide eyes. "you're a—" the young wolf tries to ask but we hear some rustling in the bushes. I tell her to stay down as I throw my golden bracket on the floor.

a vampire jumps right in front of me and I take a deep breath of relief. just one of marcel's minions. I use my magic to send him flying over a tree. he hits it and then lands with a thud. trying to get up, he starts standing on his knees but I was two steps ahead of him, grabbing a branch and sticking it in his chest. he falls unconscious afterwards and I see two vampires around hayley.

"you're coming with me, wolf." one of the vampires from behind me snaps at hayley.

looking behind me, the vampire that was in front of me hold my neck in between his biceps. what an utter fool. I kick him with my leg and he heads back slightly so I run over to him, pushing him into the tree with a thud and grab his heart from his chest. the two others follow his movement, looking around as if there was another vampire. hayley kicks one and he roars in pain, as she tries to run the other way but then she's met with another one who vamp speeds to her.

before I can try to hurt him, both of their hearts are ripped out of their chest and a blond vampire appears, both hearts dropping to the floor: "now, that is no way to treat a pregnant lady. I do hate bad manners." total. badass.

"and you are..." I state, more than ask, and she smiles at me.

"rebekah mikaelson." she answers and I looks at her with a sigh. what a pleasant surprise. another damn mikaelson.

"with the look on your face, I'd say you've meet my brothers. speaking of, we need to get to the house, now." she orders the brunette and I look at her unsure. the young wolf is pregnant and just tried to kill the baby. she doesn't need to get to some fancy mikaelson mansion, she needs someone who understands what she's going through and I, someone who has kids, would understand her more than any vampire.

"wait—" I look at her, silently questioning her about her name and she looks at me with a smile.

"hayley." nodding, I hold her hands and pull her in for a hug. then, very quietly, whisper in her ear.

"you'll get through this. I know you will." I am a witch these words go beyond just trying to convince someone of something. I feel stuff no wolves or vampires can understand.

I feel her hug back and we stay for a while. it seems that she needs a friend right now so there is no way I can just leave her with the originals all alone.

"rebekah, she's coming with us." hayley concludes as we all start walking on the street and I grin at her.

the whole walk home rebekah was telling me about her, klaus and elijah's history and how hayley is apparently pregnant with the hybrid's baby. it was much to take in. how could a vampire get a wolf pregnant? this was against nature's every rule... a miracle baby.

once we get to the house's front yard, klaus faces us and stares daggers into my soul. "how could you be so stupid to invite someone here—" he starts but rebekah cuts him off.

"she's fine. she means no harm." rebekah assures him and he scoffs, his voice raising even louder.

"she's one of marcel's followers!" he screams at them and hayley looks at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"hey! I am no one's follower. marcel is just an acquaintance, doesn't mean I like the guy. I'm a witch, he couldn't care less about me." I answer back and klaus looks at me with stern eyes. in a second, he vamp speeds over to me and holds me by the neck. oxygen no longer reaches my lungs and I stubble for breath but quickly use my hands to send him flying away against the nearest tree.

"I'm only here to be with hayley. I don't need you killing me while my daughters are still kids." I snap, holding my neck and he chuckles lightly, almost as if he's mocking me and gets up so rapidly that I don't notice his movement. once he lets out most of his anger on me, he focuses on hayley, much less raged.

"and you! you never to leave the house. werewolves are banned in the quarter. I had a plan, and your little nighttime stroll put it all in peril!" nevermind. he knows no limits to being a hot-headed hybrid.

rebekah completely ignores him and starts walking toward a pile of bodies with one of them still alive, most probably the one that I tried to hurt but didn't kill. she tries to touch him but klaus immediately screams at her "leave him!" she stops in her tracks and looks back at us with a sigh.

"you've done enough, don't you think? leaving a trail of bodies like a road map to my door?" he lectures and I hold hayley's hand as she has a head over me shoulder for a few seconds. she doesn't deserve to be internet this wretched household whatsoever. she deserves peace while she waits out nine months of pain, torture, excitement, nervousness and so much more.

"don't give me that crap about having a plan. you've had all the time in the world to execute a plan, and no one's seen you do a damn thing! elijah made a deal to protect your child, so that it could save you from your selfish, rotten self. but you obviously don't give a damn about the child or elijah, because what have you done to honor it?" as much as I want to care about the silly quarrel, hayley is my main focus. I try to find a good way to make an exit, trying to not disturb the originals' talk.

"I have done everything. let me spell it out for you, shall I? from the day I arrived, marcel hasn't trusted me. from day one, he's had his vampires ingest toxic vervain which, as you know, little sister, protects them from my mind control." should he really be saying all this in front of me? aren't I an enemy?

"but we all know the real way to a man is through his heart, so..." and then he starts talking about turning two teenagers into vampires. also, compelling a woman, who he didn't mention the name of, to get a date with marcel. after the longitudinal and dull elaboration, he grabs the vampire I didn't kill from the pile of bodies.

"and this one—" he starts, leading us all in the house, "I'm gonna drain him of vervain, compel him to believe his mates found religion and moved to utah, so that he can explain to marcel why he lost three more vampires tonight."

"does anyone have any more questions? no? perfect, because I have one. hayley, what were you doing in the bloody french quarter in the first place?" she looks down at our intertwined hands and I caress the back of hers to show some type of comfort. it isn't always easy to admit that you tried to kill your own baby. "answer me." he furiously yells and I look at him with a threatening look.

"all mighty hybrid, you want to calm down?" I sternly glance at him. I can see that he didn't particularly enjoy my tone and was going to lunge at me again but hayley spoke up.

"you wanna know what I was doing? I was buying wolfsbane, so I could put your little baby out of its misery." she tries to hide her shame and guilt with venomous eyes and words but I know how bad she feels, klaus, on the other hand, thinks he's a damn saint and so without a second thought he vamp speeds over to us and pins her to the door by the neck.

she gasps for air for a few seconds before I can register what's going on. "NIK!" rebekah warns but her ignores her so I throw him, once again, across a wall and rebekah speed over to him.

hayley coughs and splutters, massaging her throat and I run over to her side. instincts getting the best of me, I touch her throat and she immediately feels better. wolves heal slower than vampires and I want her to feel the least pain she could right now. having lungs not full of oxygen isn't on my list of making her feel good.

"don't you dare touch her! she is a pregnant woman." I yell as my eyes turn into their yellow nature, my wolf side showing tremendously.

"is that a threat—" he tries but rebekah cuts him off quickly, shoving his shoulder to the floor. "all of this bluster about not wanting the child, and then the second she tells you she's ready to get rid of it? It's okay to care. It's okay to want something." I grab hayley and we make our way to another room rapidly, not wanting to be a part of this anymore.

"are you okay?" my concern-filled voice must be amusing to her because I hear a soft giggle come out of her and I roll my eyes.

"thank you," she says and I look into her eyes, "for being here for me, even though you don't really know me." she looks so genuine and pure.

"I'll be here for you, always, hayley. you're officially stuck with me." we let out a laugh and I hug her body close to mine.

"uh, can I ask something?" she seems unsure, so I smile at her and nod a few times.

"what are you?" a laugh makes its way from my mouth and I take a deep breath.

"different, very, different."