Consumed; ʜᴀʏʟᴇʏ. ᴍ

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Mikaelson Compound/Nursery, Evening

HAYLEY and Mazeki sat together, the blonde crouched beside the brunette mother who held her Swaddled baby tight to her chest. The woman didn't know if she wanted to cry or scream or even beg. All the feelings together were numbing. Making her unfazed as she listened to Klaus and Elijah speak together in her room.

Hayley brokenly smiled at her small child, gently swaying the baby to keep her asleep. Restless tears filled her waterline, however the broken woman refused to cry. Not now.

Mazeki watched her mate rather then the child, her hands linked together in a flat surface to rest her face on top of, using her knees to support her arms.

Hayley tilted her head to meet the green eyes that she had found so beautiful in the last months. Even she could not reassure Hayley of the future now. "Why aren't you talking and plotting with your brothers?" The transitioning hybrid sniffled.

Dropping her arms to rest on her thighs, and her hands to hang between her bent legs, the Blonde shrugged in a brisk fashion. To unfazed for comfort. "You are my concern right now, plotting is not. No decision for your daughter will be made without your input."

Hayley exhales sharply, the tears of the days activities breaching her walls and allowing a few to slip down her cheeks.

Standing to her full height, Mazeki sighed as she looked at the mother sadly. Reaching out she gently removed the streaks of gentle tears, before looking down at the Bundle of joy. "May I Hold Her?"

Swallowing thickly, the brunette silently agreed as she helped slip her daughter into her aunts gentle embrace. The blonde Mikaelson took a few steps away from Hayley, adjusting the blanket around the baby to look at her gorgeous little face.

"She will look like you." Mazeki deemed, smiling down at the child that was split between being asleep and awake.

Hayley smiled briefly at the vampires comment. She continued to listen into Klaus and Elijah, shaking her head as she sunk her face into her palms with a groan. "I can't- I just can't do this. I can't feed off my baby. I can't keep her in the city, living in danger! I can't do anything."

Mazeki hummed along to her words, her eyes remaining on the child in her arms. Hayley eventually looked up, in slight awe in seeing the blonde Mikaelson so happily holding the baby. Unlike the rest of the family, she weren't in shambles, she weren't confused or fearful.

She was content as she rocked the now asleep newborn.

"Nobody knows everything Hayley, even I and my family do not have all the answers. But you do know what to do next, you know exactly what you must do. It just hard to have to admit it aloud." Mazeki softly narrated for the women, meeting her eyes. "You will get through this."

Hayley numbly rose from her chair, walking over to the Heretic. Looking down at the baby, Hayley had to admit that the woman was right. She knew exactly what she had to do.

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Mikaelson Compound, Evening

"NIKLAUS. Have you seen our sister?" Elijah inquired, walking through the threshold of the room an into one of the common rooms in the compound.

Hayley sat curled on a couch in the darkest corner of the compound, her arms wrapped around her knees as she stared through a small crack between the curtains. Tears streamed her cheeks, unable for the werewolf to wipe them away any longer.