It was a beautiful day in New Orleans, as Katherine Pierce walked around in the Bayou in search of Hayley. She wanted to see for herself if it was true. She had heard that a wolf matching Hayley’s description was pregnant with Klaus’ kid that the wolves were calling a “miracle baby.”

        Suddenly, she heard commotion from within a cabin. So, very silently, she decided to look in a window to see what was going on. And when she did, she saw Tyler and a male vampire. They were standing in the middle of the room, Hayley sitting on the floor, back against a wall. She then saw Tyler take some of her blood and inject it into the vampire, which turned him into a hybrid. Then Tyler had him drink from Hayley, but had to try and stop him from killing her. He was losing, though. He got thrown pretty hard, which knocked him out. Then the hybrid continued to feed on her.

        Kat, knowing she couldn’t let her die, rushed in, closing the door behind herself, and through a vial of vervain on his face. It stopped him from killing her, since it burned him.

        He growled in pain, as she knelt beside Hayley.

        “Hayley, It’s Katherine. Can you hear me?” she gently called to her, gentle hands on either side of her face.

        Hayley groaned, which relieved her.

        Kat gently layed her down and, knowing she needed blood, grabbed the knife on the floor and cut her wrist, before putting it to Hayley’s lips.

        “Drink.”

        As she felt Hayley drink, she looked at Tyler whom was watching her.

        “My apologies for spoiling your plan, whatever it was, but I just saved her life,” she said to him.

        Knowing the hybrid would try again, Tyler did the only he could do. He grabbed a piece of wood and shoved it through the hybrid’s heart, killing him. Then he looked at Katherine.

        “What are you doing here in the first place?”

        “I wanted to see for myself it was true. Apparently, it is.”

        Kat looked down at Hayley and took her wrist away.

        “Someone should get her home.”

        “I’ll do that,” Tyler volunteered.

        Kat watched Tyler, as he took her home.

        A moment later, she realized that she hadn’t been paying attention to where she had cut her wrist, or how much Hayley had taken, when she felt her back on the floor. Then everything started to go gray. She just hoped Tyler would be coming back. But that wasn’t the last thing she thought of. The last thing she thought of was Elijah, before everything went black.





        When he returned to the cabin that night, the smell hit his senses immediately. He recognized it before he even opened the door. It was blood. Still getting her scent, he realized that she hadn’t left yet. That made him wonder why.

        As soon as he opened the door, he saw her out cold on the floor on her back, pale, wrist still bleeding from where he had seen her cut it to save Hayley’s life, head to the right.

        At hybrid speed, he was instantly at her side.

        “Katherine, hang on,” he said before biting his wrist and putting it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to heal her. Even after everything she had done, he knew she didn’t deserve to die. Not like this; human and from blood loss.

        He took his wrist away, realizing that it wasn’t working.

        He looked around for something that would help and saw the syringe that still had some of Klaus’ child’s blood. So, hoping to save her life, he grabbed it and gave the human the last of her blood.

        A moment later, he saw it working its charm. The child’s blood was healing her.





        When Kat came to, she was in the cabin on the bed, her wrist healed. She figured it had been Tyler, but she was alone. Also, she still felt weak. It felt like she was getting better, though. And then, seeing the empty syringe on the end table, she realized why she was feeling better and was healed. He had given her the last of the child’s blood, which had saved her life.

        She smiled, glad to be alive.

        It was a beautiful day in New Orleans in the Bayou, as Klaus stood with his hand in Tyler’s chest, Tyler up against a tree.

        When he smelled her familiar scent, he greeted her without looking at her, saying, “How pleasant of you to join us. What brings you to my town? What do you want?”

        Katherine stood a distance away, as she replied to the Original werewolf-vampire hybrid, saying, “I came for protection, since Silas wants me dead. I’m human now. Elena wasted the cure on me when I tried to kill her, since I was mad at Bonnie for not handing the cure over to me. Now I’m dying of old age. Time is catching up with me. You obviously won’t protect me, so I was looking for Elijah. Then I heard you two.”

        “I’d love to help you, but I have a hybrid getting between me and my unborn child. He has complicated things and must be taken out.”

        “I see your point, Klaus, but I wouldn’t do that. Think about this. What would Caroline think of you? The only reason he broke up with her was to get back at you for killing his mother. Please, Klaus, Don’t make more enemies than you need to, because I know that Caroline will hate you forever if you kill Tyler. I can call her up even if you want me to. We’re becoming quite the allies. After all, I helped her make everyone think that Elena’s not a vampire.”

        Klaus gave a low growl, but took his hand out of Tyler’s chest, letting Katerina have her way for the moment. He then stepped back and watched her walk up to the hybrid.

        She looked at Tyler and he looked at her, as she spoke to him, not at all afraid of what he might do to her.

        “Tell Marcel nothing and then go back home to Mystic Falls and stay there. Even if it costs you your life, help them defeat Silas and go back to Caroline. Right now, she needs someone there for her. Elena had to kill Jesse to save Damon’s life. She cared about him and he’s dead, Tyler. Now go.”

        She walked a distance away.

        Knowing she was right, Tyler left to do as she told him to do.

        Klaus looked at Katerina as did she with him.

        “You’re being brave. You know what I can do, yet here you are,” he commented to her.

        “I’m dying,” she reminded him.

        “Yes. So, you said.”

        He started to walk towards her.

        “Where’s Elijah?” she asked him.

        “I’m mad at him and the wolf carrying my child, so I bit him for punishment. Rebekah’s not happy with me.”

        “Well, at least you’re not going to let him die. He’s your brother, after all. Without him, I don’t know what anyone would do.”

        Suddenly, everything went dim for her and she felt something like ground under her.

        The Original hybrid ran towards her, as she collapsed to the ground on her back.

        Once at her side on her left on the ground, he rested a gentle hand on the left side of her face. He then looked down at her to assess her condition.

        Seeing how pale she was and a few bleeding wounds, he bit his wrist.

        “The cure won’t let me keep vampire blood down. Ask Caroline. She tried to help me when my hand wouldn’t stop bleeding,” she whispered, as everything started to go black.

        Her skin paled some more, as he contemplated on what to do, knowing she was slowly dying from both blood loss and what the cure had done to her.

        She closed her eyes, feeling very weak and tired.

        “Fight it, Katerina,” was the last thing she heard, before everything went black for her.

        He took his hand away from her face and gently pulled her into his arms, before getting to his feet and racing towards home to try and save her life.





        Once in a bedroom, he gently layed her down in a bed.

        When Hayley was heading towards her room, she stopped, seeing Klaus and one of the doppelgangers.

        Hayley Marshall walked in and stood at the entrance.

        “Klaus, what’s going on?” she asked him.

        “Katerina is dying and hurt, but she can’t be healed. The cure made her human and she got hurt sometime down the road. Because the cure made her human, vampire blood won’t help. Her body just rejects it.”

        He turned around to face her, before getting a vial, biting his wrist, and making his blood drip into the vial.

        A few minutes later, he put the cap on and his wrist instantly healed. He then came to stand in front of her.

        “Take this to Elijah. It’ll cure him from my bite. He’ll want to be here for Katerina. He can’t be here for her if he’s dying. In the meantime, I’ll be out finding someone that can help her. She deserves a second chance just as I have been given.”

        Hayley took it and then left without a word, knowing what he meant by Elijah wanting to be there for Katherine. He was hinting that Elijah was in love with Katherine.

        Klaus went to stand at her bedside. He then looked down at her, before lightly trailing his fingers down the left side of her face. The way he acted towards her now, made it look like he cared about her.

        “Stay with us, Katerina. Elijah is coming. Don’t worry. We’ll find a way. I won’t let anything happen to you,” he promised her, though he didn’t know if she could hear him or not.

        In the end, she lived after Davina did a spell to save her life and help her, and Kat was no longer dying of old age. So, everybody lived as happily ever after as they could, with Kat and Elijah getting back together. After all, they all had enemies.

A/N: Got Elijah dying from the bite from the preview for the next episode.







        It was a beautiful day in New Orleans, as Elijah and Hayley stood in the woods not far from a cabin, with a mad Klaus.

        Suddenly, Klaus grabbed his elder brother and bit him, before throwing him to the ground.

        “Consider that my parting gift to you two. Enjoy your life together. At least, before the hallucinations start.”

        Elijah got to his feet and they watched him leave.

        “We should stay here until he cools off. He'll come around. He always does,” Elijah said to Hayley.

        “You think he'll come back after he does?” Hayley questioned him.

        “He's my brother. He wouldn't let me die,” he said.





        Meanwhile, Klaus and Rebekah were at home, Rebekah seated on the couch, Klaus seated on the coffee table in front of her. He had just informed her of where Hayley and Elijah were, what he had done to Elijah, and that she was going to help him plot against Marcel because they're family.

        “So, what secrets has Marcel spilled to you?” he asked her.

        “That he's in love with me still and would love to make a life with me,” she said truthfully.

        “Love. What a strong emotion. You and I can use that against him.”

        “Let's make a deal. I'll help you plot against Marcel, if you let Hayley and Elijah come home.”

        “You're really going to be like that, Little Sister?”

        “How would you like me to be? You bit Elijah over whatever it is that you won't say.”

        Klaus got up and went to stand by his drinking place not far from the doorway.





        Back at the cabin in the woods in the Bayou, Elijah was on his back on the bed, Hayley seated on his bedside, wetting his face down with a cool, wet washcloth.

        “You should go,” Elijah said.

        “I'm not leaving,” she replied to him.

        As he layed there, he wished his brother to get over being mad at him already and come to his rescue. But then again, he was an Original They didn't think a werewolf bite would effect or kill an Original vampire.





        Rebekah was walking her frustration off, when her phone went off.

        “Elijah.”

        “Actually, it's both of us,” Hayley replied.

        “Where are you, Rebekah?” he asked her.

        “Walking. You sound terrible. Where are you?”

        “We're still at the Bayou in a cabin. He bit me. I didn't think the bite could effect or kill me, since I'm an Original, but I was wrong. You have to make Klaus see what he has done before it's too late.”

        “I will. Hang on, Elijah.”

        She hung up and sped towards home and into the living room.

        “What seems to be the rush, sister?” he asked her.

        She through a sharp knife at him.

        He caught it with a hand, before it could stab him anywhere.

        “Is that all you can say!? Elijah is dying because of you!” she yelled.

        “He's just saying that to get you on their side. Originals can't die from a werewolf bite. Even if they could, they started it. He deserves a couple days of discomfort.”

        “What are you? A child? Do you hear yourself? You would seriously let Elijah die because of some feud? I don't care who started what. Fix it before he dies! If he dies, you will not be my family and I will leave forever!” she said in rage, before storming out.

        Klaus grabbed an empty shot glass and through it at a nearby wall in anger and frustration He knew she was right. He would lose what he had left of blood related family if he let Elijah die. It wasn't Elijah's fault he believed what Hayley believed. As he and Rebekah both knew, Elijah always had a thing for a pretty face, and that's what Hayley was.





        An hour later, Hayley looked up to see Klaus walk in.

        Klaus closed the door behind himself and walked over to the bed, as Hayley got to her feet and went to stand by the window. He then sat on his elder brother's bedside and bit his wrist, before putting it to his lips, making his blood go down his throat to cure him. He just hoped he wasn't too late. He was out cold and his skin was starting to look cracked-looking. He wasn't far from death. At this point, Klaus knew he had gone too far with his anger this time. He had nearly killed his own brother. Something he would never forgive himself for if he had.

        Klaus took his wrist away and it instantly healed. He then stood up and started towards Hayley.

        “You. How could you believe him?” he growled at her, speaking of Tyler Lockwood, the hybrid whom had said that Klaus was going to use his own child to make hybrids when it was born. .

        “Maybe because I know him better than you do. Besides, I know how you can be, and love doesn't exactly fit into your lifestyle.”

        Suddenly, he pinned her against the wall by the window, hand tightly around her throat, and growled.

        She gasped.

        Rebekah walked in to see the scene and through him off her at vamp speed.

        “Seriously, Nik?” she said to him, before looking at Hayley to make sure she was okay She then looked at Klaus again. “Did you do it?”

        “Of course I did. I wouldn't kill my only brother,” he replied.

        In the end, Elijah was cured, so everybody lived happily ever after.

        It’s a dark night, as I stagger through New Orleans; searching for the one guy I will always love, hoping none of the supernatural factions will decide that I’m food. I’m hurt from the wreck I accidentally caused in Mystic Falls. If luck weighs in my favor, Damon won’t follow me to New Orleans just to feed me to Silas.

        When I see the Mikaelson mansion, I’m overjoyed inside, knowing it’s not much further. I’m so exhausted, and I know I look like crap. All that matters to me right now though, is that I get to Elijah. As far as I know, none of the Originals know what has happened. Hopefully, Klaus won’t be ill-tempered when I get to the mansion. He can be quite aggressive if he’s driven to be. I’m human now because of Elena shoving the cure down my throat. I need protection, and Elijah is the only one that will protect me, and not break his promise to protect me. I should’ve known that Damon would break his promise to protect me after a few weeks. I don’t know why he did it, and I don’t care to find out. I want to put as many allies and miles between him and me as I can possibly get.

        When I get to the mansion, my vision blurry from my injuries and possible blood loss, I hear their voices.

        “A witch,” Klaus says. 

        “She’s not just any witch. She’s something I’ve never seen before, something beyond powerful, and because of you, she has Elijah. Who knows what she could do to him,” Rebekah says.

        “Where is she?” Klaus asks her.

        “That clever bitch. I don’t know,” she answers after a moment.

        “What’s wrong?”

        “She wiped my memory of the location. Marcel possesses a weapon bigger and more powerful than an Original, and you handed our brother to him! How many times will Elijah forgive you? How long until his hope for your redemption finally dies?”

        “I did what I had to do! Marcel took our home!”

        “And our home is worthless without family. I am finding Elijah—whatever it takes. Are you going to help me?”

        “Whatever it takes,” he answers her.

        I take a breath, realizing the two people that hate me most in the world are home, but Elijah won’t be coming to my rescue anytime soon. I then knock on the front door, hoping Klaus won’t be the one there to answer it, and hoping that Rebekah won’t kill me for getting the cure like she wanted.

        When the door opens, there stands my 500 year old enemy.

        “Klaus,” I say. “This isn’t the best time, but I was hoping to see Elijah. Apparently, that won’t be happening anytime soon, though.”

        “Come in,” he says.

        I do so and lean against the wall.

        “What happened to you, luv?” he questions after closing the door.

        “Elena shoved the cure down my throat the night of graduation. Now I’m human. I got into a crash back in Mystic Falls, when I was trying to get Jeremy to turn around. Damon wanted to take me to Silas to feed me to him. I did what I always do. I ran. I left Mystic Falls and came here to ask Elijah for his protection, since Damon broke his promise to protect me,” I summarized.

        “Well then. Welcome to New Orleans. Can’t have you dying before you can say a word to my brother, so here,” he says, before biting his wrist and holding it out to me.

        I take it and drink, hoping that he won’t kill me afterwards.

        After a few minutes, I pull away and his wrist instantly heals, and my wounds start to heal.

        “Thank you,” I say to him.

        “You’re welcome, luv. Now go make yourself at home,” he replies, before walking towards the parlor, leaving me be.

        I head up the stairs to find a spare bedroom, and see that one room occupies a werewolf, which I knew would happen eventually. I’m friends with some witches and I know some wolves. That’s how I know that she’s pregnant with Klaus’ child. I actually secretly hope it’s a girl. Girls I hear are quite fun to bring up. Maybe a girl will soften Klaus up like Caroline did back in Mystic Falls. One can only hope.

        I decide to make myself at home in Elijah’s room, hoping he won’t mind. We may be broken up and all, but we’re still in love. We’ve loved each other for 500 years. That love just doesn’t go away on its own after just a short period of time.





        When we finally get Elijah back after almost a month, we speak in his room and he agrees to give me his protection. We even get back together again.

        It was a dark night in New Orleans in the middle of the town square, as Hayley, seated on a bench, looked at the brown, paper bag in her hands. She was going to take the poison to be done with all this business with the witches and Klaus.

        Suddenly, hearing something, she set the bag on the bench and stood up, looking around.

        A moment later, there were two men she sensed to be vampires, on either side of her, clearly there on regards to Marcel.

        “Marcel wants to see you,” one said.

        “Come with us,” the other said.

        “Why should I? Because Marcel orders it? I don’t care about his rules. I’m under protection. No one can do anything to me and get away with it.”

        “Come with us,” the first one echoed what the second one had said a moment later.

        The second one growled at her.





        A wounded, weak Katherine stopped walking a distance away, getting a sense that these vampires weren’t her friends. So, she walked over, a long stick in hand.

        “I think she made her point. She doesn’t want to go with you.”

        She stabbed the first vamp through the heart with the stick, killing him, before pulling it out and watching him fall to the ground.

        She looked at the last one remaining, as she leaned against the stick as a crutch.

        “Tell this Marcel to leave this werewolf alone, because he doesn’t want to get involved in Original vampire rivalry.”

        The vampire sped out of sight.

        Katherine let the stick drop to the ground, before placing a hand over her wound again and slowly turning to face Hayley.

        “We haven’t officially met. I’m Katherine. You must be Hayley.”

        “Yeah. I am. What happened to you?”

        “Cliff notes. Elena used the cure for vampirism on me when I tried to kill her over anger against Bonnie for not giving the cure to me. Now I’m human so I’m pretty much worthless. I can’t even keep from getting myself hurt or killed by a lone, hungry vampire.”

        A moment later, she started to get light-headed and even weaker. Then everything went blurry for her.

        Hayley Marshall went to stand at her side, as the human began to collapse to the ground. Hayley then put an arm around her, as she did.

        “This isn’t how I dreamed we would meet,” Kat commented, as her vision got even more blurry, back against Hayley, half sitting, half slouching.

        Hayley took Kat’s hand away from the wound to see how bad it was. She then looked down at her. She was paling and losing a lot of blood, and she could hear her breathing slowing with her werewolf ears.

        “Hang in there, Katherine,” she encouraged her gently, as she replaced Katherine’s hand over her wound and used her own hand to apply pressure to the wound. With her other hand, she took out her cell for help from one of the Originals. Elijah Mikaelson.

        As Kat lay there, knowing she was dying, she knew the werewolf was calling for help. She could barely hear her or concentrate, though. Her senses were leaving her. Then everything started to go black for her.

        “Elijah, you’re the only one I know I can trust. I need help here in the middle of the French Quarter. It’s Katherine.”

        “What about Katerina?”

        “Apparently, she’s human and hurt. She’s dying.”

        “I’m on my way.”

        He hung up and sped through New Orleans to help Katerina.

        Hayley put her phone away.





        Once he arrived, he was instantly on his knees by them. Then, being as gentle as possible, he slid an arm under her. As he did, Hayley let go of her and he carefully pulled her into his arms. He then bit his wrist, positioning her head gently back, and put it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to heal her.

        He looked at Hayley.

        “What happened here?”

        Hayley told him everything she knew, as her force fed Katerina his blood.

        “They need to know,” he informed her, before looking down at his lover. “Keep fighting, Katerina. I’m here now.”

           



        Rebekah had just walked inside, when five minutes later, Elijah walked in carrying an out cold Katerina, Hayley at his side.

        Hayley closed the door, as Elijah headed towards the stairs, telling his sister, “Look after Hayley and get Niklaus. No use trying to hide her being in town.”





        Once in an unoccupied bedroom, Elijah layed her gently down on the bed. He then bent down and lightly kissed her forehead, before silently looking down at her.

        “I promise, I won’t leave you if I don’t have to. I’m so sorry, Katerina. Forgive me. I thought you’d be safe. I made a mistake, and for that, I am sorry.”

        When he heard Klaus, Rebekah, and Hayley coming their way, he turned around to face them.

        “What is the meaning of this?” Klaus growled, seeing Katerina.

        “How is she?” Hayley calmly asked Elijah.

        “What happened?” Rebekah questioned her elder brother.

        “I don’t know yet,” Elijah answered Hayley, before looking at both of his siblings. “Mind your tone, Niklaus. Katerina nearly died in Hayley’s arms tonight. Hayley knows more than I do. I just healed her and brought her here. All we can do now is wait for her to awaken.”

        He sat down on Katerina’s bedside and looked at her, as he held her left hand in his.

        Niklaus, Hayley, and Rebekah left the room, Hayley closing the door behind herself lightly, getting the hint that Elijah wanted to be left alone with Katerina.





        When Katherine woke up, she felt like herself again. She then saw that she was in an unfamiliar bedroom with Elijah seated on her bedside.

        “Welcome back, Katerina,” he greeted her.

        “Thanks,” she replied.

        They gave each other a smile.