Mikaelson Mansion

Hayley and I are inside, walking downstairs before we hear something and continue to walk, warily down the stairs.

"Elijah, if not answering your phone is part of your clever plan to get me back to this godforsaken city, then well done. I'm here, and I'm worried. Now pick up before I kick in your bloody door." I hear a girl say.

The girl opens the door, walking in as I walk downstairs, Hayley following, holding a fire iron.

"Who the hell are you?" Hayley asks the blonde.

"Oh, you must be the maid. My bags are in the car – get them, will you?" Rebekah asks her. I laugh. Hayley gives me a look before looking back at the blonde vampire.

"Hello. Not the maid." Hayley tells her.

"Right. You're that werewolf girl my brother, Klaus, knocked up. I was expecting to see some kind of supernatural, miracle baby bump. Guess you're not showing yet. It's Hayley, isn't it?" She asks, then looks at me. "You're Charlie, am I right?" She asks. I nod at her.

Hayley: You have your brother's manners." Hayley tells her.

"And his temper, too, so watch it. Where's Elijah?" She asks.

"Beats me. He's long gone." I tell her.

"What do you mean, "long gone"?' She asks us.

"Well, one minute he was here making epic promises about protecting me in this predicament that a bottle of scotch and some bad decisions got me into – he was all poetic about how we're family – and then Klaus told me he bailed. Guess that's what I get for trusting a vampire."

"Thanks sis." I say to her. She rolls her eyes and looks back at the blonde.

"Elijah is not just any vampire, and he doesn't break promises. Which means Niklaus has done something dastardly and Klaus-like." She says and walks into the other room. "Klaus! Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother, you narcissistic, back-stabbing wanker!" She yells.

Klaus opens a pair of doors and enters the room. "Enough with all the shouting. Little sister, I should have known. I assume the six dead vampires were your doing?"

"They were very rude." She replies. "Trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the Quarter. So sorry, were they friends of yours? Oh, that's right, you don't have any friends."

"I do have friends. I have Marcel. You remember him, don't you? Yes, of course you do. He fancies himself the 'King of the Quarter' now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It'll be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you." Klaus explains.

"I don't care about Marcel or his rules. Elijah doesn't welch on deals. What did you do to him?" She asks him.

"Perhaps he's on holiday... or taking a long autumn nap upstairs. Well, go on. Take a look around. You remember this house as well as I." Klaus replies.

Rebekah, who had gotten up to leave the room, turns back to Klaus. "I remember everything." She tells him.

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Hayley and I were now sitting on the stairs.

"You, wolf girl, hybrid boy." Rebekah says to us. "I'm going to search this house inch by inch until I find what my evil brother has done to my good one. You're both helping." She tells us. Hayley and I share a look before the three of us go down the spiral staircase.

"The governor had lots of secret rooms. I'll show you his favorite." Rebekah tells us before we walk into a dusty, cobwebbed cellar room.

Hayley looks at all the coffins. "You think Klaus killed him." Hayley says. 

"We can't be killed, silly girl. That doesn't stop Klaus from finding ways to torture us. He has a set of mystical silver daggers. One in the heart sends us into a deep slumber. Klaus gets his jollies from keeping us in a box, until he decides to pull the dagger out. That must be what he's done to Elijah. This one's mine." Rebekah explains.

"He keeps your coffin on standby." I say. 

"He likes to be prepared for when his family members inevitably disappoint him. Elijah's isn't here – he must've stashed him elsewhere." Rebekah tells us. 

"I feel sick." Hayley says. 

"Welcome to the family, love. You both should've run the second you realized Elijah was gone."

"Yeah, well, the witches have put some sort of hex on her. As long as she's carrying that baby, we can't leave New Orleans. If she does, they kill her." I explain to the Original. 

"Well, knowing Klaus, he's planning a box for you both the second you give birth to whatever's cooking in your tum. I'm leaving as soon as I find Elijah. Being daggered in a box for decades sucks, trust me. You'd best find a way to break that hex and run." Rebekah says to us. Rebekah goes off to continue her search, leaving Hayley and I to consider what she's said.

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I was standing outside later that night with Rebekah, Hayley and Klaus. Hayley had snuck into the Quarter, almost getting herself killed if it weren't for Rebekah.

"And this one – 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." Klaus says about the last alive vampire that had tried to kill Hayley. He drags the vampire into the house; Rebekah, Hayley and I follow him inside. "Does anyone have any more questions?" Klaus asks us. None of us answer. "No? Good, because I have a question. Hayley, what were you doing in the bloody French Quarter in the first place?"

She doesn't reply, just looks away. "Answer me!" He yells at her.

"Hey!" I yell at him as Rebekah says. "Leave her be."

"You wanna know what I was doing? I was buying poison, so I could put your little baby out of its misery." Hayley tells him. Klaus runs at her with vampire speed and pins her to the door by the neck. She gasps for air. I rush forward and throw him off her. Hayley coughs and splutters, massaging her throat.

"Keep your hands off her! She is pregnant, for God's sake!" Rebekah yells. "All of this bluster about not wanting the child, and then the second she tells you she's ready to get rid of it?" She says to him. 

"It's okay to care. It's okay to want something. That's all Elijah was trying to do, all he's ever wanted for you. All we've ever wanted." Rebekah says. 

Klaus, calmed down but reeling from being confronted with his feelings, sits down on the stairs. Rebekah sits beside him. "I gave Elijah to Marcel." He tells us all but mostly is talking to his sister. 

"What?" Rebekah asks. 

"Marcel was nervous. It's bad enough one Original returned to town, but two? His crew was getting antsy. He wanted Elijah gone, so... I gave him a peace offering." Klaus explains. I roll my eyes. 

"You bartered our brother?" Rebekah asks him. 

"I have a plan. Gain Marcel's trust, dismantle his empire, honor Elijah's wish that that baby be born. I am executing that plan the only way I know how. If you don't like it, there's the door. See if I care." Rebekah tells her. Klaus rises and leaves the room. Rebekah leans back. Hayley and I share a look.

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Well, we're backed into a corner now." I hear Hayley say as I was walking to her room with two cups of coffee. 

"Ah, that we are. It's time to fight... little wolf." I hear Klaus say. I stand in the door way and watch as he gently places his hand on her shoulder, going to leave the room but Hayley speaks up.

"This whole thing with Marcel – the deal you have with the witches, trying to take him down, take what's his – Rebekah told me that you two once loved each other like family. What happened?" She asks him. 

"I made Marcel everything that he is. I treated him like a son. And when my father chased me and my family from New Orleans a hundred years ago, we believed Marcel was killed – we each mourned him, in our own way. Yet, when I returned, I found not only had he survived, he had thrived. Instead of seeking us out, instead of sticking together as one, he made a choice to take everything my family had built and make it his own. Now, he is living in our home, he is sleeping in our beds. That 'M' he stamps everywhere... it's not for 'Marcel'. It's for 'Mikaelson'." He explains to her. "I want it all back, and if I have to push him out to get it, then that's exactly what I'll do." He says then looks around. "I'll have someone see to the air conditioning." He says before walking past me out of the room. 

"Here." I say to Hayley handing her a cup.

She smiles at me. "Thanks."

"How are you feeling?" I ask her, sitting next to her on the bed.

"I'm fine, Charlie." She says to me.

I nod, taking a sip of the coffee I had made. "I'm just checking up on you."

"Thank you." She says to me.

I nod at her before getting up off the bed. "What are you doing today?" I ask her.

She shrugs, "Nothing, probably. There isn't much to do here."

"We can snoop through everything once Klaus and Rebekah are gone." I suggest.

Hayley laughs. "Okay." She says, smiling.

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Second chapter. I feel like it kinda sucked. Please comment + vote thanks. Bye.

~E.