[ elijah is gone. that much is clear to klaus; his brother was the first of the family he sought. with his absence comes a hollowness klaus buries and sets aside. for all intents and purposes his brother is safe, and whatever quarrels and bad blood lay between them at home and here... well. (he ignores the heaviness of such a thing. he will have no opportunity to sway elijah to his side now, now that he knows he could, now that it's imperative, and now that he knows perhaps his brother's hatred does not run so deep... and perhaps that is better, if elijah is home.)
there is hayley. klaus knows this second with an urgency that followed his search for elijah. he watches, standing opposite her building, looking with his sharp eyes into her apartment. she's safe, then. so he assumes are kol and davina; he's seen evidence of them on the network and found their shop still up and running, though he dares not approach either of them. not yet. not quite for the reasons he doesn't disturb hayley, but similar enough.
the rift between them is still plain, at home and here, no matter her feelings and desires she's professed to the contrary. (he's never particularly favored flagellation, but perhaps he believes she should have better. perhaps it would be too easy to accept her forgiveness in light of everything, and too painful to bear her disappointments. perhaps he hides from how much it would mean to him. and as such, maybe he requires the space more than she.)
enough. he leaves his post and pulls out his phone. ]
I see Elijah has gone. Kol and Davina remain then.
[Elijah leaving had been something they discussed and while I hurt to see him leave, she understood his reasons. It only made her want to fulfill her agreement here. When her phone buzzes she wanders over to it and frowns. She feels as if she's exchanged one brother for the other. This one hates her though. Resents her. He doesn't make his suspicions subtle either. Still, she had tried to connect to him while he's been here. His return doesn't change that effort.]
He asked to return home. He wanted to see if what you told him was true. To get answers for himself.
[ and why shouldn't he hold suspicions? he is the monster who condemned her to a fate worse than death; the father of her child dolling out vicious revenge tenfold. he's hated her, yes, but only because he's loved her. his paranoia and bitterness have been wrung and twisted with longing, and are still.
perhaps now he understands it all a little better: her and this.
she texts back, and there's relief in the ease of the reply. (so he has hayley, if not kol. if not elijah.) ]
Well then, I doubt very much he'll appreciate them. We're facing more sinister dangers than a naughty aunt.
[ hayley will come home to a package leaning against her wall. inside is a larger copy of the polaroid in a sturdy frame and an envelope full of different-sized copies she can put on her fridge, in her wallet, and anywhere she likes. a folded note is attached which reads:
[She takes the photos and smiles fondly. She knows he didn't have to do this and it really does feel like a step in the right direction for both of them.
She takes them inside and sets the framed image on the mantle of her fireplace, then takes a photo of it and sends it to Klaus.]
[She had been trying not to think about the day. Trying not to feel how much she misses her daughter. The temptation to go home, to visit her, is so strong -- that she wonders if it would be so bad to go.
She takes the stuffed animal and carries it around with her most of the day. She presses it to her nose, trying to smell her, to just sense her in some small way. She lives in her memories some nights. Wandering into her own thoughts the way Elijah had shown her. It's never enough. It's not her right now, to see her growing, walking.]
[ he misses their daughter too. it's an unending ache, an empty place in his heart. he thinks too, of going home, and the only incentive that stops him is the impracticality of letting his selfishness cloud what is truly in service of his daughter: accomplishing what he's set out to do for her here.
it aches too; to think of hayley. perhaps it's why he did not answer her thanks before but why he offers this gesture and those words to her now: he misses hayley too. he longs for the comfort of knowing he does not suffer alone. that they both miss her. that they both want only what's best for her. they want to see her grow up, and grow up happy and safe, surrounded by them and by family. that is all that matters.
there is only one person who understands and feels as he does, and it's hayley. ]
I was ... just about to message you. [She seems suspicious now. She's been to an orgy party here in the city. Is Derek more adventurous than she previously assumed?]
Some people from my home won some sort of vacation. They invited me, but most of them are bringing someone. I loath the idea of having to spend a week listening to them hook up alone so I figured you could suffer with me. [ He pauses to smile. ] Or make them suffer.
[She smiles at the message, relieved that he's still willing to talk to her. Of course, there is a lot more that's happened, more that she didn't know would happen and she stayed longer than she'd anticipated.]
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[ Is he actually admitting he wants to take her on a date? ]
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there is hayley. klaus knows this second with an urgency that followed his search for elijah. he watches, standing opposite her building, looking with his sharp eyes into her apartment. she's safe, then. so he assumes are kol and davina; he's seen evidence of them on the network and found their shop still up and running, though he dares not approach either of them. not yet. not quite for the reasons he doesn't disturb hayley, but similar enough.
the rift between them is still plain, at home and here, no matter her feelings and desires she's professed to the contrary. (he's never particularly favored flagellation, but perhaps he believes she should have better. perhaps it would be too easy to accept her forgiveness in light of everything, and too painful to bear her disappointments. perhaps he hides from how much it would mean to him. and as such, maybe he requires the space more than she.)
enough. he leaves his post and pulls out his phone. ]
I see Elijah has gone. Kol and Davina remain then.
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He asked to return home. He wanted to see if what you told him was true. To get answers for himself.
it's so nice you put the font code in your post
perhaps now he understands it all a little better: her and this.
she texts back, and there's relief in the ease of the reply. (so he has hayley, if not kol. if not elijah.) ]
Well then, I doubt very much he'll appreciate them. We're facing more sinister dangers than a naughty aunt.
I try to help!
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backdated to a few days after he takes the picture + left at her door;
For the best of both worlds,
-K ]
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She takes them inside and sets the framed image on the mantle of her fireplace, then takes a photo of it and sends it to Klaus.]
It looks perfect. Thank you, Klaus.
left at her door on mother's day
You've only ever wanted to do right by her.
We'll be with her again soon.
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She takes the stuffed animal and carries it around with her most of the day. She presses it to her nose, trying to smell her, to just sense her in some small way. She lives in her memories some nights. Wandering into her own thoughts the way Elijah had shown her. It's never enough. It's not her right now, to see her growing, walking.]
Thank you, Klaus.
[She sends the message late in the evening.]
I miss her every day.
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it aches too; to think of hayley. perhaps it's why he did not answer her thanks before but why he offers this gesture and those words to her now: he misses hayley too. he longs for the comfort of knowing he does not suffer alone. that they both miss her. that they both want only what's best for her. they want to see her grow up, and grow up happy and safe, surrounded by them and by family. that is all that matters.
there is only one person who understands and feels as he does, and it's hayley. ]
As do I.
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I actually was home for a bit. I just got back the other day. Did you just get here?
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If you want company, I'd be happy to provide it.
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I was hoping you'd want to eat with me since you're like--wolf royalty.
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