Hayley and Klaus find themselves back in 1492, Hayley has previous memories, Klaus does not.
A Spell gone Wrong.
KLAYLEY STORY.
And The Original Family.
Mature sexual content.
Sex Scenes.
THE ORIGINALS ARE NOT MINE, BUT THE CREATIVE CONTENT IS.
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This is set after Hope becomes a hybrid. She has turned off her humanity and just after putting Alaric in the hospital. Rebekah caught up with her niece and was daggered for her effort. Hope has gone after those that want her dead.
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THE AFTERLIFE....
Hayley was taking her usual solitary walk in the bayou at twilight, thinking about Hope. It had been roughly eighteen months she had been here in the Afterlife. Hope would be sixteen and a half years old. Hayley hoped she was okay.
Elijah had arrived in the Afterlife three or four months after Hayley, time was hard to keep track of in the Afterlife, ebbing and flowing gently, people arriving and melting in until you forgot how long they'd been here, till they themselves forgot. Hayley had been putting mark strokes in a notebook since the day she arrived, grouping each set into months then a year to keep track, to know how old her baby girl was and it had been eighteen months since Hayley had last seen Klaus, she had thought with the arrival of Elijah, Klaus would shortly follow, but he hadn't.
Hayley had been shocked to realise she was no longer in love with Elijah. They had shared a dance together at a dinner dance club in the city, the afterlife was set up exactly as the real world minus technology. They had basic electricity and plumbing, but no modern technology and all consumable goods reset the following day. As Hayley was dancing close with Elijah the scent of his cologne made her want to retch, it had been the same scent he wore the day he had burst into the house Greta had been holding her in. Elijah had stabbed Klaus in the heart immobilising him, leading her to make the decision of killing Greta and herself to save Hope. To give Klaus time to heal and save their Daughter. After the dance had finished and they had sat back down, Hayley had looked at Elijah, she had always found it hard to maintain eye contact with Elijah, always being the first to look away, maybe she never had felt his equal or she had felt... she wasn't sure.
"Elijah, when you left with the Hollow and erased your memories I mourned the loss of us, but I moved on and past it. When I visited you in Manosque, you had fallen in love with Antoinette, I was happy for you Elijah, I let you go, and more importantly, I let myself let go of you Elijah. I am not in love with you. I love you as Family, but I'm not in love with you." Hayley explained feeling slightly courageous; she didn't have to get angry or sad to do this. It just, was.
