Hayley's In The Bayou

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"Where are you going?"Klaus questioned Marcel when he started to walk off.

"I hate to cut this short, but the sun is coming up soon."Marcel said, turning back to the three Originals."My Nightwalkers need to get inside, and I've got a City to run. I'll leave you to track down your lost sheep."Marcel gave them a parting smile before he left.

"Rude."Elena growled out lowly before turning her gaze on Sabine."You tell the Witches that Hayley is missing and there's a chance you can link her again to use as leverage against us, and I'll burn you at the Cross."Elena threatened the Witch, causing her to shiver in fear, knowing that Elena wasn't joking.

"Elena."Elijah chided her."Be nice."Elena just grumbled under her breath."Can you find her?"Elijah asked, turning his attention back to Sabine.

"I can try."Sabine answered."Although I don't understand why Elena can't do it."

"I'm a Romani Witch, we don't have Locator Spells and it takes time to convert a Witchcraft Spell into a Romani Spell."Elena answered coldly."Besides, I tired myself out, meaning I'm in no condition to do any Spell Casting."Elena stated and didn't miss the curious look Sabine threw at her, most likely wanting to know what type of Spell could drain her, an Original Witchpire.

"I need blood."Sabine stated, turning her attention to Klaus."Yours is the most potent out of all of you considering the fact that you're the Father of Hayley's child."Sabine explained at Klaus' warily gaze. A glass full of Klaus' blood and five minutes later, Sabine was locating Hayley's whereabouts on a map while Elena and Elijah watched closely and Klaus paced back and forth next to the table."She's in the back Country,"Klaus paused mid pace, Elijah's eyes narrowed and Elena pursed her lips."way out past Houma, deep in the Bayou."

"I don't suppose you could be more precise."Elijah stated more then asked and Sabine looked up at them.

"Elijah, that's as precise as a Witch of her kind can get."Elena stated and Sabine's eyes narrowed."No offence, but I can your feel Magic and it's... fading. Slowly."Sabine tensed and pursed her lips into a thin line.

"What's the matter, Elijah, you worried a bit of splashing about in the bog might ruin your expensive shoes?"Klaus asked sarcastically.

"Klaus!"Elena hissed.

"As a matter of fact, after my recent confidinement, I could use a decent stroll through the Countryside."Elijah retorted.

"There are stories of exiled Werewolves,"Sabine pipped up, gaining the trio's attention."encampments."Sabina glanced up at Klaus."If Hayley went out that far, chances are, she went to find them."

"Clearly, she hoped to make the acquaintance of more like herself."Klaus said and Elena and Elijah looked up at him as he stared down at them."I suppose our company wasn't good enough for her."Klaus smiled cheekily.

Elijah merely blinked at him while Elena rolled her eyes."Or maybe she got sick and tired of being around the only other Werewolf, I mean Half Werewolf,"Elena corrected herself."who only thinks about himself most of the time."Elena smirked in victory at the glare she got from Klaus."I suppose we should be going to the Bayou then."Elena said getting up from Elijah's lap."Thank you, Sabine and I hope you remember what'll happen if you tell anyone."Elena turned to towards the entrance of the Abattior to leave, only for Elijah, who had stood up, to grab her gently by the elbow and she looked back at him with a raised eyebrow.

"I think it's best you return to the Plantation."Elijah stated calmly and Elena went to open her mouth but he quickly cut her off."No, Elena. You're in no condition to be walking around in a Werewolf infested Bayou. Go home and get some rest. And when you wake, Hayley will be there. I promise you."

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Elijah. Especially with me."Elena said gently before she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek."Be safe, the both of you."Elena said, glancing between them before she Vamp-Sped away to the Plantation to do as Elijah says and get some sleep. The moment her head hit the pillow, she fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.

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