KLAYLEY SHORT STORIES.

REALITY SWITCH.

CHAPTER ONE.

Hayley heard a baby crying it broke through her deep sleep, she pushed herself off the hard chest her face was lying on and went to vamp speed from the bed, instead she fell on the floor with a loud thud, hurting her knees and pushed herself up with a frown. Klaus was startled awake by the sound and sat up ready to pull someone's heart out and saw the top of a tousled brunette head at the side of the bed. Hayley pushed herself up slowly and stood, Klaus looked at her with astonishment, wearing black knickers and a brief singlet top, he wondered what she was doing in his room and then the sound of a baby crying had him out of the bed and going to the door.

"Klaus, PANTS," Hayley ended up yelling and he looked down at his nakedness, then looking around for pants, finding them on the floor he tried to vamp into them and fell over in his haste. Hayley came to stand over him, "I think we are human and this is not your room or any room I have ever seen," She disclosed rushing around him at human speed and following the sound of the crying baby.

Klaus put his hand to his heart and felt it beating, he tried to bring his vampire face or his hybrid face to the surface and they didn't appear, he punched his own arm and it hurt, bloody hell, Hayley was right he was human, landing on his arse of the floor should have been telling enough, he hadn't fallen over since he had been human a thousand years ago. He grabbed his pants and put them on and stood up carefully, the sound of the crying baby now ceased and there was silence.

Hayley rushed into the room with the crying and saw Hope, but she was not her two year old baby that she had put to bed the previous night, this Hope looked older. Four maybe? she was patting the baby in the cot on the tummy, the older Hope turned her head and looked at her, "Mommy Henrik is hungry," Hayley nodded numbly looking around for a bottle her mind a mess.

"Where are the bottles Hope?" Hayley asked desperately picking up the blonde haired, blue eyed baby that looked about six months old. Putting him on the change table and undoing his onesie, she started changing his wet diaper, her brain clicking into mothering mode, this is what she had done for Hope at this age, when Rebekah had brought her home from hiding. This she could do, caring for a defenceless baby.

"Mommy, Henrik drinks from you," Hope giggled looking at her Mommy like she was silly. Hayley looked at Hope with a frown, just then Klaus walked in shirtless and Hope squealed, "Daddy," and ran and leapt at him. Klaus lifted an older Hope into his arms and Hayley turned her head back to the grinning baby who was kicking his legs happily.

"Mommy forgot Henrik drinks from her boobs," Hope giggled like it was the funniest thing she had ever heard. Klaus frowned walking to Hayley and looking down at the wiggly kicking baby boy on the change table, as Hayley caught one of his legs and got it back in the onsie.

"He looks remarkably like....."

"You," She replied finally catching Henrik's other leg and putting it in the onsie, "He is the spitting image of you," She remarked picking the baby boy up and sitting in the rocking chair, putting the baby against her chest, he snuffled the fabric trying to find her nipple through her singlet. He let out a cry of frustration. Hayley quickly pulled her top down and the baby latched on vigorously with a hard sucking noise that had Hope giggling.