𝙈𝙔 𝙁𝙐𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 | 𝘞𝘛𝘚 ᵀᵂᴼ

059 | It's okay to care

Alexia and Hayley walks down the stairs after hearing a car parking at the front of the mansion.

Rebekah walks in and Alexia instantly smiles as Hayley frowns, not knowing who this is.

"Who the hell are you?" Hayley asks taking the first thing she can find in hand, a shoe helper.

"Why do you even have that at your house?" Alexia asks the Mikaelson's with a frowns as they all shrugs.

"Ah, you must be the maid. My bags are in the car. Get them, will you?" Rebekah asks Hayley, not noticing Alexia yet.

"Hello," Hayley fake smile. "Not the maid."

"Right, you're Alexia's friend. Where is she, by the way?" Rebekah asks looking around before her eyes locks with Alexia's who smiles at her. "Lex! So I heard you're carrying my nieces or nephews, maybe both," she says walking to her best friend and hugs her.

"News got fast to you, I see," Alexia chuckles hugging her back.

"I was expecting to see some kind of supernatural, miracle baby-bump," the blonde pouts as she press her hand against Alexia's stomach. "Guess you're not showing, yet."

Alexia turns to Hayley who's still confused, "Hayley, meet Rebekah, Nik's sister. Rebekah, meet Hayley, my friend."

"Pleasure, I'm sure," Rebekah tells Hayley, giving her a glance.

"You have your brother's manners," the werewolf crosses her arms.

"And his temper, too. So, watch it," Rebekah replies before looking around. "Where is Elijah?"

"Beats us," Hayley tells her. "He's long gone."

"What do you mean, 'long gone'?" Rebekah asks looking between Alexia and Hayley in confusion.

"Well, one minute, he was here, making epic promises about protecting Alexia, her babies and I. He was all poetic about me being friend with Alexia and saying with them makes me family. And then, Klaus told us he bailed," Hayley explains with a shrug.

"Elijah doesn't break promises, right Alexia?" Rebekah glances at Alexia who stays silence, but nods her head. "Which means Niklaus has done something dastardly and Klaus-like." She walks around the mansion shouting, "Klaus! Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother, you narcissistic backstabbing wanker!"

Alexia chuckles and follows Rebekah to the living room.

Klaus opens the door and walks out of it, "enough with all the shouting. Little sister, I should have known. I assume the six dead vampires were your doing."

Rebekah nods her head, "they were very rude. Trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl, just trying to find her way to the Quarter. So sorry, were they friends of yours? That's right, you don't have any friends."

Alexia snorts but stops herself as she watches the siblings fight.

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

Alexia frowns as this Marcel guy comes back in the conversation.

"I don't care about Marcel or his rules," Rebekah grits her teeth. "Elijah doesn't welsh on deals. What did you do to him?"

Klaus shrugs with his signature smile, "perhaps he's on holiday." He points at the ceiling, "or taking a long, autumn nap, upstairs. Well, go on. Take a look around." She begins to walk away as he turns to her, "you remember this house as well as I."