I'm helping Hayley by trying to zip up a vintage dress she's found as it's Casket Girl Memorial Day about the oppression of women and how they can rise and triumph, in front of a mirror "Would you like some help?"
Elijah says as he walks in without wearing a suit for the first time; seeing him in the mirrors reflection and we smile at him. "You might need to use all your vampire strength." I say as we all laugh as he walks over to us. "Allow me." He says and I move over to the side to let him zip her dress up and then clasp it. "Thanks. Not too many pregnant Casket Girls, I guess." She says. "I think you look lovely... the both of you. Only I would.." He says and touches Hayley's birthmark and she interrupts him my touching it after he moves his hand away. "I know, keep the freaky werewolf birthmark covered." Hayley says, pushing her hair behind her shoulders. "Well, I don't suspect any of the riff-raff here would dare lay a hand on you, knowing you're under the protection of my family. Still, you shouldn't take any chances." Elijah says as I nod in agreement and Hayley looks at herself in the mirror, sighing. "All knocked up and nowhere to go." She says and Elijah walks to the other side of us. "You know.. if you wanted the attend the festivities tonight, I would be more than willing to take you." He says and I smile at both of them. "You guys can come hangout with Kol and I. And if you're not drinking, I'm not." I say and kiss her cheek and she smiles before sighing and we look at Elijah. "Hmm.. you and Klaus are barely on speaking terms. Let's not rock the boat, ok?" Hayley asks. "Of course." Elijah says and starts to walk off as Hayley and I glance at each other. "Elijah?" She asks and he looks back at us. "Do you mind?" She asks and Elijah walks over to us, unbuttoning Hayley's dress. "Not at all." He says and unzips her before leaving. "I'll get your shoes." I say and walk off to let her get changed.I arrive with Hayley to return the dress and we see Rebekah by the trunk and Hayley crouches down as we see Klaus on his ledge and some of his vampires walking down the steps next to it after hearing Davina is missing. "So, the witch is missing, huh?" Hayley asks and Rebekah looks at us. "Walked right out of the front door, apparently. Know anything about it you two?" She asks. "No, although I did tell her that the witch Elders were dead." Hayley says, standing up. "Well, why would she care, when the witches tried to kill her in their ritual?" Rebekah asks, confused. "I think it was more that Marcel didn't tell her that the one thing preventing her from being free had been eliminated." I say. "So you both are the reason she's run off." Rebekah says as Hayley has her arms crossed, turns around and starts walking away. "Hey, we were just telling her the truth." Hayley says, uncrossing her arms and we walk over to Rebekah, who stops to look at us and lower our voices. "She's the one who realized they were just using her to keep their control over the witches." I say as we glance at Klaus. "Yeah well, I've never been a fan of the boys club. Just wait, Elijah will join them and the three of them will be impossible." She says, looking at us after we see Marcel join Klaus. "Used by the witches, lied to by Marcel, manipulated by Elijah, threatened by Klaus. Just like a modern-day Casket Girl." Rebekah says, looking back at Marcel and Klaus. "Are you talking about Davina or yourself?" I ask and Rebekah looks at me. "Does it matter? Either way, us girls, and GBF, have got to stick together." She says.
Hayley and I are walking around the Compound with two bodyguards behind us and we turn around to face them. "I know Klaus told you to follow me, but does that really mean you have to follow me to the bathroom? And before you ask, there's two different bathrooms and we just happen to have to go at the same time." Hayley says, putting her arm over my shoulder and they cross their arms at us and Hayley's phone rings and we see the caller ID is Sophie Deveraux. "Just give me two minutes. It's my Gynecologist. And he's the Uncle that comes with me to all my appointments." She says and we head into the garage, and Hayley puts it on speaker phone after making sure we're out of vampire hearing. "What the hell do you want?" Hayley asks. "I know you don't trust me, but you need to listen. Everything is about to change. Davina's on the loose." Sophie says. "Figured that out on your own, huh? Remind us again why we should give a damn." I say. "I need something from you so that the witches can complete the Harvest. Actually, from Hayley." Sophie says. "On what planet would I help you witches get more power? All you've done is hex me left and right." Hayley asks as we look around to be cautious. "You'll help me because if we don't complete the Harvest, our access to magic will fade for good, which doesn't bode well for your family." Sophie says. "What do you know about our family?" I ask. "You two are from the Crescent Wolf bloodline. Marcel forced a witch to curse them so they'd be trapped in wolf form." Sophie says. "And we should keep listening to you because..?" Hayley asks. "Because my bloodline executed that curse. Help me complete the Harvest, and I'll undo the curse for you both." Sophie says. "But what can I do?" Hayley asks, confused. "I need to consecrate the remains of a powerful witch so I can absorb their magic. I know of one whose body was never found. Her name is Celeste DuBois. I believe you and she have a friend in common?" Sophie asks and Hayley sighs. "Elijah." She says. "Story goes that when she died, he buried her in a secret spot at her request. All you have to do is find out where." Sophie says and Hayley hangs up, sighing, feeling conflicted. "Who's Celeste Dubois?" I ask, confused. "Old flame of Elijah's. A witch executed by a lie from Klaus about she and some other witches doing blood magic." She says.
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Phoenix Rising
FanfictionIn the continuation of 'The Owl Gilbert', Adam follows Klaus and his boyfriend Kol to New Orleans where they find out that Hayley, his biological sister, is pregnant with Klaus' child and things take turns in every witch way.