FRANCESCA CORREA'S MANSION
Hayley sits on Francesca's front porch, waiting until Francesca and her bodyguard return home. When Francesca notices her, she groans, and tries to be polite. "Ah. Hayley, right? I'm guessing you're not here because you want to make a new friend?" Francesca asked while Hayley kept her guard up. "I don't count terrorists as friends." Hayley says as she stands up to face her. Francesca chuckles, and turns to her bodyguard. "Wow. I've been accused of everything from grand larceny to blackmail, but "terrorist," that's new!" She says with a fake smile. "A human pulled up to our home in the Bayou on a motorcycle and blew himself up." Hayley is not amused by Francesca. "I heard." She grabs her keys and walks to the front door. "Awful. Goodnight!" Hayley is now annoyed, so she head butts Francesca's bodyguard before slamming his head into a birdbath and knocking him out. Francesca stares in shock for a moment before smiling fakely at her. "Word on the street is, he owed a hundred grand to the Palace Royale casino! And then, after he died, the debt was erased. Just like magic." Hayley says unconvinced. "Jeff was a fixture at my roulette table. Sometimes he was up, sometimes he was down. I absolved his family of the debt he owed out of the goodness of my heart." Hayley glares at her skeptically, and Francesca shrugs. "Feel free to sniff around. My hands are clean! And, I'd advise you to mind your manners. It's lucky you're still alive. You're the one the wolves all whisper about like royalty. If I was interested in hurting the wolves, you'd be my target." She smiles. "And, when I go after someone? I don't miss." Francesca says, then walks into her house, leaving Hayley on the porch. Hayley sighs and leaves, setting off down the street toward the compound. Monique appears behind a tree several feet behind her, and pops out to cast a spell. "Purger l'interieur, entiendre la lumiere..." She stabs the poppet representing Hayley with a pin"...dans cette..." Monique whispers a chant. Hayley senses something weird, but can't identify what it is, so she simply wraps her coat around her tightly and continues walking home, not noticing Monique behind her.
THE FRENCH QUARTER-- FUNERAL PROCESSION
Hundreds of community members gather in the streets of the French Quarter after the funeral, as Father Kieran's casket is placed in a horse carriage to begin the parade in his honor. The funeral procession is walking down the street to the sounds of the jazz music being played, behind the priests acting as pallbearers for Father Kieran. Near the end of the parade is Nicole, Klaus, Elijah, and Hayley, the latter of whom is flushed, and keeps having coughing fits. "Hayley, are you alright?" Nicole asks worried. "You look..." Elijah was saying before Hayley cut him off. "...A hundred months pregnant and pissed off at the world?" Hayley says with sarcasm. Elijah smiles. "I was going to say you look lovely." Elijah says to her. Hayley looks embarrassed for her response to him. Hayley notices Francesca a couple yards in front of them, who is pretending to wipe tears from her face with a tissue. "Do you think I was the target of those bombings?" Hayley asks Klaus. "Of course you were the target! Were I to wage a war on the wolves, you'd be my first kill!" Klaus says to her and Hayley glares at him. "I would string you up, for all your worshipers to see." Klaus says with a sick smile. "I believe that was my brother's way of telling you he'd like you to return home with us." Elijah says then looks to Klaus. "Perhaps try a different approach, Niklaus, with fewer references to murder?" Elijah asks him. "Yeah, no offense Dad but you have like no tact whatsoever." Nicole said shaking her head. "As much as I would hate to throw you over my shoulder, and drag you kicking and screaming to the compound, we both know I will..." He smiles. "...for the sake of my child." Klaus says being sincere.
Nicole rolls her eyes at him. "One bad dream, and suddenly, you want to be a responsible daddy!" Hayley said with sarcasm. Nicole sent her a glare for that comment. Hayley noticed Nicole's attitude and put her head down till Nicole took her eyes off of her. Klaus wraps his arm around Hayley and pulls her close, leaving Elijah standing awkwardly beside them. "Let me put this into perspective: my father lived to torment me. It is not my intention to become him. This cycle of misery ends with my children." Klaus whispers to Hayley. "Mmm." She yanks his arm away from her with a fake smile. "You forgot one thing in your little attempt to plead your case; she's not your child. She's ours." Hayley says and walks away from the brothers and starts walking down the sidewalk. "Very heartfelt, Niklaus." Elijah criticized him. "I bloody hate funerals." Klaus says with anger. "Ditto. This is worse than when Elena's parents died. Some of these people didn't even know Father Kieran." Nicole says with disdain for the followers. As Hayley walks away, she starts to cough, and looks woozy. She leans against a light post as she begins to cough up blood. Horrified, she continues to cough, and Genevieve, who has just noticed Hayley's condition, shouts for Klaus to come help her. As Nicole, Klaus and Elijah rush to help her, she collapses on the sidewalk.
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Always & Forever A Mikaelson {Sequel to Klaus' Daughter Is A Lockwood}
FanfictionNicole's story in New Orleans with her family of Originals, a pregnant werewolf and her mate continue.