A/N: Based off from a fanfic I read and dream I had.
Niklaus Mikaelson layed Hayley Marhsall gently down on her bed in her room at the New Orleans old slave home where the Mikaelsons were temporarily living at.
Klaus left the room and silently closed the door where his only sister, Rebekah Mikaelson, stood.
"Stay with her. I'm going out."
"Again?" she questioned him.
"Yes. Is that a problem, Little Sister?"
"Matter of fact, it is. You should be here with her. She's the mother of your child."
"It doesn't matter," he replied, before going down the stairs and then leaving the house.
All Rebekah could do was watch him leave. She knew it was only an act, because, like Elijah, she knew that he always wanted a family. Yet, here was his chance and he acted like he didn't care if she lived or died.
Rebekah headed downstairs to the living room for a drink.
When Hayley woke up, she saw that she was in bed, Klaus seated on her bedside. She knew he was there by his scent. She was still wasn't feeling well. She felt weak, vision still blurry and unfocused.
"Klaus?"
"Yes?" he replied.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
Suddenly, pain sliced through her and she groaned and winced. Then it was as if she couldn't breath and everything started to go black again.
Sensing her pain, he leaned over her and looked down at her, for once, with concern.
"Hayley?" he called.
Not knowing where her pain was, he settled with resting a gentle hand on her warm forehead. Then, with his free hand, he felt for the child. And when he did, he realized it was moving around, as if it was growing even more. He didn't understand why this was happening to Hayley though, since it was supposed to be just a werewolf. But if it wasn't…
He heard her trying to breathe, as she started to black out.
He rested a gentle hand on the side of her face, before taking his hand from her stomach.
"Get Sophie! Now!" he yelled loud enough for Rebekah to hear from where she was downstairs.
When Hayley woke up again, she felt like herself again. And once again, Klaus was seated on her bedside.
"You worried me," he informed her.
"Sorry," she apologized.
"It's not your fault," he assured her.
Eight months later, their baby girl was born a hybrid by the name of Gabriella Marshall Mikaelson
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