In which Allison Cameron wakes up as Hayley Marshall, a week before the first episode of The Originals.
Allison Cameron likes to say she was normal. She lived next door to her sister, Ashley, brother-in-law. Andrew, and niece, Andrea. She worked as...
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"So I was right, he's in a church attic." I comment, peering over Rebekah's shoulder. She had been looking up different churches around the quarter. "Can I suggest a church?"
"Maybe later," Rebekah told me, not taking her eyes off the screen. "You were right last time, and I don't know how, but I want to try and find him myself."
I hummed, holding out the bag in my hand, offering some to her. "Blueberry?"
Rebekah turned to stare at me for a moment, and maybe it was a moment too long but my god she's pretty, then nodded, taking a handful from the bag.
"You're an odd one, you know that?" Rebekah commented.
I smiled in return. "Life is cruel, Rebekah, I've got to make light of it somehow."
"Very optimistic." She said dryly, turning to face me.
"Someone very close to me told me that it's a cruel world, and if I want to survive, I'd have to suck it up and deal with it like a big girl." My sister had gone through a rough patch when I was a young teen, although she wasn't much older than me, it always stuck with me. I tilted my head. "I was also thirteen when she told me, so I'm not quite sure what she was implying, but the advice worked nonetheless."
"Wise words." It was quiet for a moment before she raised an eyebrow, saying, "You dealing with it is making a deal with Katerina Petrova and sleeping with my brother?"
I could feel the heat rise in my cheeks. Having Hayley's memories were both a nightmare and a dream. Damn hormones. "I was also drinking when I slept with your brother!"
"Ah, but do you regret it?" Rebekah asked me seriously.
"Never." I shook my head immediately. I always wanted a kid in the future, but not until my father had stopped pressuring me about it. I wanted it to be when I was ready, and well, I'm not exactly ready for a kid now, but I'll do whatever I have to do for my child to be happy. "I love kids, and maybe this child could soothe Klaus. But, I won't pressure him about anything, he has enough going on."
"I never thought sleeping with a vampire, an original, would get me pregnant. Figured I was fine, considering they can't have kids. I go to this supernatural infested town, piss off the Original Hybrid then end up sleeping with him." My nose scrunched up. Memories kept flashing in the forefront of my mind, all thoughts about Klaus. "I also pissed off the blonde he has a crush on."
Despite the semi-serious situation we had been in moments ago, Rebekah let out a loud laugh. We sat for a few moments, merely enjoying each other's company. It wasn't tense, there was any lingering anger. It was nice.
I grabbed my blueberries I had set on the table during our talk. "I'm going to have a nap, maybe a bath. Maybe both." I shrugged. "I'm in one of those moods, you know?"
