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      When you hear a pack of wolves howling to the full moon, your brother shouting from one end and your sort of sister in law from the other, be sure things are not good. At any other given moment, Rebekah would have gone for her brother. But Hayley was in trouble, and she had a baby inside of her that meant too much to the whole family. Klaus could manage for himself––––––– right?

      She followed the screams that lead to the old church, the veins below her eyes already visible and her sharp fangs ready to work. Rebekah did not waste a second once she was there. "Get off my niece and sister, you insolent munters!" Yes, an entrance was necessary. But with that, Rebekah pushed all the witches aside and took Hayley to an old house nobody would suspect without looking back. 

I’m up for the Hayley one!:)

       Klaus rolled yet again, kicking at the covers so his feet wouldn't get tangled up. Turning his head to glance at the clock sitting on his dresser, the hybrid sighed and gave up. He pushed himself into a sitting position, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. It was late, he was tired...

                                -- exhausted. Mentally and emotionally. But after the past few nights, he wasn't about to sleep. It was no longer an escape from the chaos around him but rather a hell.

Nightmares were something he wasn't unaccustomed to but it had certainly been awhile since his dreams had made him so uncomfortable and uneasy. Klaus couldn't remember the last time he had jerked awake, gasping for breath and drenched in a cold sweat as he had the first night his father had plagued his dreams. Running a hand through his tousled curls and over his face, he stood and left his room. He wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight, he was sure of it. Trudging down the hall, the hybrid made his way to the kitchen. Perhaps something as mundane as a glass of water would help ease his mind. The lights were on as he rounded the corner and Klaus only stared curiously for a second as the she-wolf rummaged through the refrigerator. 

       "Is everything alright, love?" he asked.

Put an 'Angst please.' in my ask and I'll generate a number 1-10 and see what our muses get! || ULTIMATE ANGST VERSION

My muse has poisoned themselves (accident or purposeful, up to the mun.) and become very ill while alone with your muse.

Genevieve was standing with the werewolf when she first felt the effects of the poison she'd drank a few minutes before she arrived. She coughed and cleared her throat, noticing some blood on her hand but wiping it on her handkerchief before Hayley could notice. "Hayley, there's something you have to know about me." She started. "The ancestors spoke to my coven and told me that in order for me to live, your daughter had to die." She told the girl, coughing once more.