Hayley was having a really shitty day. She'd been hexed and she'd been kidnapped. She'd been through labor while restrained and she'd only held her little girl for a moment before having her throat cut.
Waking up after that had been kind of a shock. It took only moments to figure out what had happened and in the same breath she realized she could feel exactly where her baby was. She didn't know how that was possible and she didn't question it. The only important thing was getting to her child.
It the hours that followed, Hayley had to make the heartbreaking decision to let Hope go. The witches had been stopped, but she knew - she knew - that Esther wouldn't stop. She would keep on and keep on until Hope was dead. Hayley couldn't let that happen. She wouldn't. Sending her daughter away was the only option. Rebekah would keep her safe while they convinced everyone else the baby really had died.
Before she could hand Klaus his daughter one last time, the world around Hayley changed. She was no longer sitting in the room with Klaus and Elijah. Instead, she found herself standing in a graveyard, her baby girl still in her arms.
Hayley refused to admit, even to herself, how much it hurt that most of the people she was closest to didn't even know who she was. She understood well enough that they'd been brought here from earlier times, but it still sucked major amounts of ass that Elijah and Rebekah didn't know her, that Klaus didn't know his own daughter, that Marcel seemed to be the only one who knew any of what she'd just been through and that everyone seemed to think she and Tyler were still friends. As if.
She smiled when she saw Klaus, in spite of herself. Hayley still thought he was a major asshole, but he was a major asshole who'd just had the crap kicked out of him in trying to protect her and their baby, he was the father of her child, and even if she'd never admit it, he'd almost become a friend. He didn't remember any of that, but a part of her still couldn't help being glad to see him. Hayley didn't want or need anything from him, but she didn't want her baby to grow up without her daddy if she could help it.
Getting out of this graveyard was a good idea and she was about to say so before his question, but then she simply nodded her head, her smile softening a little.
"Of course you can," she said, not even hesitating for an instant before she laid Hope carefully in her father's arms.