His head snapped up and he narrowed his eyes. "Hey?" He got to his feet and looked at her.

"You're the one I saw in Elijah's head. The were, hybrid thing. But you're also the mother of Klaus' baby, right?" Blew out a breath and ran his fingers through his hair.

"That's kinda a sticky messed up deal." He crossed his arms. "But maybe you can explain to me..." stepped up to look into her eyes and bared his fangs. "Why the hell did Klaus bring my wife here? And does he not trust ANYONE? I mean...he's got real issues. Like. HUGE."

He watched her and nodded. "Were. We got were's where I come from too. And Witches. Not vamps though. Guess I thought trust is a given unless it's screwed up. Maybe Klaus is used to being screwed."

He could tell she was a hard individual. But hadn't always been that way. And he could also tell she had a soft heart, despite the bravado. Walking up, stood in front of her and leaned down a bit to meet her eyes.

"Look, I love my wife. She's my world. And I said I'd help Elijah. I have my own reasons for that. Klaus might listen to you. I need some kinda assurance that my Witch won't be hurt. She's well..." he sighed, "my world." His voice softened. "She's my everything. Without her? Heck, I'd probably be as bitter as Klaus is. Or worse.

He reached out to touch her arm. "Can you help me? Make sure she's okay? I know, you have no reason to trust me either. I'm just this weird freak that you guys don't even understand. But you know what its like, right? The thought of losing someone you love. I can't lose her. And..." his voice cracked a bit, "just help me. I need to know someone here has a heart. Because if something happens to her?"

He stepped back and his eyes started flooding with red. "Not only will Elijah be lost. But all of you will. I don't want to do it. But I will. Don't make me prove it. Please help my Witch."

He blew out a huge breath of relief. "Thank you. And I'll do my best for Elijah. But not for Klaus. He's a real asshole, did you know that? I mean, did you have to drink a lot. A lot a lot to have sex him? I mean, gosh, he's so uptight."

He frowned. "Sorry. Uh. What was I saying? Oh yeah. I'm doing it for you. Because," he leaned in to whisper, "you're not all bad. And I can tell who you really love."

He stood back up straight and thought about what she said, rubbing the back of his neck. "So I need to get this Katherine person to let me in to see my Witch? Okay, I can do that. How much of a bitch can she be?" Saw Hayley's face and grimaced. "Bad real bad bitch. Shoot..."