It had been a couple of days since Elijah had returned to the Mikaelson household, and he had already fought multiple times with Niklaus. Even after Niklaus had taken the dagger out of Elijah and had briefed him about the Witch that was working for Marcel and then about his plan to overthrow the both of them, they had fought about the way he seemed to be thirsting for war and bloodshed and how there were other ways in which they could go about things. This led to Elijah realising that as much as he wanted to, he could no longer trust his brother. Not that he could have blamed him of course; he continuously kept on placing his faith and hope on his sibling who only seemed to repay him by stabbing a dagger through his chest.

To further his disappointment he had not yet spoken to Rebekah, who was the only sibling of his left that he could put his trust in. Because according to Klaus she had left with Hayley. To do what? He had no clue. All he hoped was that she would return soon. Elijah also felt himself hoping that Hayley would return soon, too. There was something about that girl that mesmerised him; be it her boldness, her independence, her fieriness, or her fighting spirit to survive despite the fact that all the odds were stacked against her.

His thoughts were suddenly disrupted when he heard a slam of the door and the sound of high heels on the wooden floor. Exiting swiftly from his room, he sped through the hallways until he was standing at the top of the stair-case, where he proceeded to walk down the stairs.

He hadn't even reached the last step before Rebekah had dropped the bag that she was holding and had moved towards him quickly, pulling him into a tight embrace. A few minutes had passed before she finally let him go and smiled softly at him.

"I'm glad you're back, Elijah. She stated.

"I'm glad to be back, Rebekah. I was starting to lose hope of being awakened this century." Elijah replied, a hint of humour in his tone.

Rebekah broke into a wide smile before replying jokingly. "Oh please, you know I would not have left you daggered for more than a year at most."

Elijah let out a soft chuckle before his gaze turned to Hayley, who was leaning against a door frame silently watching the two siblings interact with each-other. She looked to be in good condition, she no longer looked weary like she did when she was staying with the Witches, but more relaxed than he ever thought she would be.

"You look well, Hayley." He said.

"Thanks. For a guy who has been daggered you don't look too bad yourself." She retorted teasingly. This resulted in Elijah laughing silently for a few seconds before clearing his throat.

"May I ask where the two of you went?"

There was a pregnant pause before Rebekah replied to his question.

"We went shopping for the baby if you must know."

"For two days?" He asked, his brows furrowing in confusion.

"Yes, there were a lot of shops that we visited and they were quite a distance from each-other." Hayley said. Aiming a quick smile in Elijah's direction, that never quite reached her eyes.

Needless to say Elijah did not believe her, not just because he heard the quickened pace of her heart-beat, which meant that she was nervous about something, but also because of the lack of bags that he saw. Surely if they had been shopping for two days there would be more evidence to suggest that? What seemed to confuse him even further was why she felt the need to lie to him. He had told her previously that he would always protect her; he had given her his word.

Elijah opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the opening of the front door and Niklaus walking through; his facial expression showing nothing but curiosity as he registered the scene before him.

"And what, pray tell, is going on here?" He asked, his eyes resting on Hayley as he waited patiently for an answer.

"What do you mean?" Hayley asked, feigning ignorance.

"Come on, little wolf, don't insult yourself by feigning stupidity."

Rebekah let out a bored sigh and folded her arms across her chest. "Nothing is going on. We were simply greeting Elijah, who you daggered, and were all raving about how much of a back-stabbing wanker you are just before you walked through the door."

If Klaus was by any means bothered by anything Rebekah had said he certainly didn't show it.

"Oh Rebekah, you never fail to amuse me." He shot back.

Rebekah let out a humourless laugh as she went over to where she had left her bags and bent down to retrieve them from the floor before making her way towards the stair-case. "If any of you need me I'll be in my room, doing exciting things so try not to need me." She said, before speeding up the stairs and disappearing from everyone's sight.

"I'm going to go upstairs too, and read some…. things." Hayley said, picking up her bags and walking towards the stairs. Only for her to be stopped in her footsteps by Elijah, who had placed a hand on her arm and was gazing down at her with such intensity that she wanted to cringe away.

"We are not finished here." He muttered quietly, so that only she could hear what he had said. And there was something in his voice that told her that he meant what he said.