My eyes shot open with a loud gasp escaping my lips. Pain seeps through my neck and I immediately bring my fingers behind my neck to try and soothe the pain. Hushed cries flow to my ears and I turn my head to the side, finding Hayley uncontrollably sobbing next to me.

"What happened?" I ask her, looking at my surroundings. I'm still located at the church, only this time it was empty and there was no sight of Klaus or any of the witches. Last thing I remember was Hayley preparing for birth before I blacked out...

"H-how are you alive? I saw one of the witches snap your neck." Hayley chokes out and I start to take a notice of her appearance. Dried blood was covering her entire neck and her eyes were very red and puffy. "Are you in transition?" she asks once more.

I show her my hand which contains my Gilbert ring. "No, I'm still human. This ring prevents me from dying supernaturally." I reply, getting off of the table I was currently sitting on.

"What happened to you... your neck. And where's Klaus?" I question and when she takes her body off of the table, I noticed her baby bump has vanished. "And my baby..."

Hayley brings her hand to her neck, closing her eyes for a few seconds before answering. "That psychotic bitch Monique killed me and I think the blood of your child put me in transition... as for Klaus and your baby, I have no idea where they went. Monique was going off about some sacrifice."

Old memories flood in from when Tyler kidnapped the two of us to test his theory on hybrids with the blood of my child's. My only guess is that Hayley is now becoming a hybrid.

"Okay, Hayley, we'll get through this. Right now, we have to find Klaus and the baby and I think I know where they are."

§

When the two of us reached the cemetery, it seemed to be longer and more stretched out than usually. I tend to find myself looping in the same corner and it never ended.

Every tomb we've entered seemed to be empty and there were no sounds nearby besides the rustling leaves beneath our feet.

However, that feeling in my gut never went away and it led me closer to my child and it slowly helped us out of this maze.

"Where are we supposed to go? This place is freakier than usual." Hayley huffs, shoving her arms across her chest. "Relax, Hayley. I know where I'm going."

"This better be that bond with your baby otherwise we're screwed, and lost." she says and I roll my eyes, taking another right turn. Hayley comes to a halt and stops us from taking a step forward.

She points to her ears, indicating that I should listen. I hear voices from one of the tombs. We come closer to a hearing distant so we know exactly what we're walking into.

"I've failed her, Elijah." Klaus' accent rings through my ears and I frown a bit, shaking my head to myself. He really thinks that?

"Do not blame this upon yourself, Niklaus. Her death was beyond your control."

"I-I cannot do this without her. We were supposed to do this together. I can't fathom the idea of doing this alone, brother. I love-loved her."

"You're not alone." My voice enters the tomb, Hayley following after me. Both eyes of the Mikaelson brothers stare at us in shock, neither of them moving a muscle.

"H-how?" Klaus stands up and rushes to me. He cups my face, his eyes scanning me and I can only assume he's making sure he's not hallucinating.

I stare at him once more, noticing his red puffy eyes. The dried tear stains that clouded his entire cheeks and the more tears that fall from his eyes at the sight of me. I couldn't help but cry as well, feeling all these emotions overwhelm me.

Seeing him in pain because of me only made me feel worse, but I'm glad I'm here now, with him.

I show him the ring that brought me back to life, kind of surprised he didn't remember it. "Oh, for once I bloody thank you're a Gilbert."

A small laugh falls from my lips once I hear him say that. Klaus pulls me into a hug and I wrap my arms around his body, my head pressed against his chest.

When we pull away, I remind myself that my child is in danger and I can't waste anymore time with this small reunion. I watch as Elijah and Hayley separate themselves from their embrace and I smile softly at the sight of them.

"Come on, we have to save her." I raise my voice, stepping out of the tomb and following wherever my gut told me to go.

The three of them trail behind me as I lead them to some sort of destination through this massive maze.

We walk for a little while until I can hear clear feminine voices speaking in unison. I take a turn, spotting Genevieve holding a knife above my child's head on top of a stone.

I almost choke on nothing at the sight and feel myself grow pale. Elijah picks up an urn and chucks it at the witches, which slams against Genevieve's hand and knocks the knife onto the ground.

All four of us rush toward them, but two of the younger witches hold out their hands and start mumbling a spell. Their force pushes us backwards and Monique screams at us, "You fools! To come against us in our place of power in our strongest hour? You don't face three, you face us all!"

Hundreds of dead witches flicker behind them and I gulp slightly, knowing it won't be easy stopping their power. I give Klaus a look, getting up off of the ground and run the opposite direction as him to Genevieve, who just got ahold of the knife.

"I should've done this months ago." I throw a punch at her, kicking the knife out of her hand in the process. As I see she's down, I try to run back to my baby. Pain seeps to my head and I cry out in agony and fall to my knees, holding my hands to my head as it keeps throbbing.

I turn my head to see Genevieve casting spell to prevent me from stopping their sacrifice. The two young witches continue to chant in front of my child until a iron spike from a fence impales the blonde witch's stomach onto the wall behind her, killing her in an instant.

The pain to my head didn't disappear and I felt my body grow numb to the feeling. I turn my eye to see Elijah and Klaus speeding toward Monique, but she stops them with her magic and creates a wall of fire.

Monique grabs the missing knife and runs back to the baby. I cry in pain and defeat. Suddenly, something embeds itsef in Moniques stomach. Her body becomes covered in cuts, and she coughs up blood before falling to the ground.

I turn around, realizing Marcel has joined the party and saved my baby. He speeds to the baby, then vanishes and I watch as Klaus follows closely behind.

§

Elijah and Hayley are shackling Genevieve in one of the tombs to get information from her as I stand nearby with my arms crossed.

"Why?" Hayley asks, narrowing her eyes at the ginger in front of us. "The Ancestors left me no choice—." she starts.

"You were willing to sacrifice an innocent baby for more power?" I scoff at her excuse, letting my hands fall to my sides.

"No, not just power! It was the Ancestors' decree. It was her decree." Genevieve whines out in horror. Elijah grabs Genevieve roughly by the face and forces her to look at him in the eyes, "It was whose decree?"

She smiles weakly. "I'm surprised you have to ask." She laughs darkly, "After all, you were the one who convinced your siblings to consecrate her on New Orleans soil."

Elijah lets go of her in disgust and the only person who came to mind when those words came out of her lips was the one and only original witch.

"Esther." I whisper out loud. "So, not even death can stop my mother from seeking the annihilation of her own flesh and blood." Elijah ticks his tongue in annoyance.

"This isn't the end. As long as that child lives, the witches of New Orleans will never stop coming for it." Genevieve says in an anxious tone, tears already falling from her eyes, "Esther will never stop coming for it. It has been decreed—your baby will be consecrated among her ancestors. She will not live."

I watch her cry, rolling my eyes at her. She can't honestly think her cries will get her out of here. She starts to bleed from her eyes. "They're coming for me, I can feel it. I failed them. Understand—I just wanted to live. Tell Klaus... I'm sorry." she gasps.

Genevieve starts to choke up blood. I grab the knife from before and stab her in the stomach, "Hm, well I'm not." I pull the knife out of her and stumble outside the tomb.