A/N : This is my first Kol/Davina fanfic. I wasn't sure whether I wanted to do a one shot or a complete story. So here goes :

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Kol Mikaelson ran his fingers through his hair. Well, his "new" hair. This new body was something he needed to get used to. Caleb-the guy whose body he technically stole, or was residing in- was in desperate need of a haircut. Kol missed his old body, but he supposed it was better than being on the Other side again. Elena Gilbert and her pose of friends were going to be in for a surprise if they saw him. But he supposed he wouldn't be returning to Mystic Falls anytime soon. Mother-that woman was damn right controlling- brought him back to help her "restore" their dysfunctional and highly sociopathic family.

Klaus was going to skin him alive in this body when he found out. However Kol had more pressing matters to attend to.

Speaking of which, urgent and surprisingly very beautiful matter number one, Davina Claire walked into the ice cream palour.

Ester wanted Kol to keep an eye on this pretty eyed lass to help with their plan. Kol walked into the shop behind her. Resting his hands on the counter, he addressed the shop owner.

"That will be one chocolate ice cream and a -" Kol looked at Davina expectantly.

"I can buy my own ice cream," she said raising her eyebrows.

Well she was certainly feisty.

"I'll have the usual ,Franco," she said to the shopkeeper with a smile.

"Sure thing Miss Claire," the old man returned her smile.

He hobbled back with two chocolate ice creams."I'll be going on lunch now, you tell Marcel I said hi," he said to Davina.

Before Davina could protest Kol had already slapped down some notes and taken her ice cream aside.

"Hey that's mine!" she protested.

"Come with me for lunch," he bargained, holding her ice cream out of reach.

Davina rolled her eyes. "I don't recall you introducing yourself and you want a date?" she asked incredulously.

"Not a date, love, more of helping a fellow witch out," he said whispering the word witch and giving her a wink.

"You're a witch?" she asked dubiously, crossing her arms and giving him a look.

"Caleb," he said handing her the ice cream. She took it without complaint and was about to introduce herself when he said," no need I already know who you are Davina Claire."

This boy was so full of himself, Davina thought to herself. She rolled her eyes at him again and asked, "Are you stalking me? Should I be afraid or call 911?"

"Your story is no secret to the entire witch population in New Orleans little harvest girl," he said playfully. He ran his fingers through his hair, "But I suppose I am stalking you," he answered her second question with a small laugh and led her to a diner.

"You haven't finished your ice cream," she pointed out to him.

"That's because someone was giving me the third degree on the way here and shoving that ice cream into her mouth so fast," he said looking at her.

"I was not shoving it into my mouth!" she retorted indignantly.

He caught her staring at him as he licked the last bit of the ice cream off his lips and she blushed.

"Not having dirty thoughts are you Davina Claire?" he asked with a knowing smile.

"No !" she said mortified at being caught staring.

Kol just laughed. Looks like Davina Claire will be more fun than I thought, he said to himself.

He opened the door for her and they walked into Gloria's.

"So do you bring all the wtiches you need help from here?" Davina asked after they had sat down. She hadn't been to Gloria's very often. The walls which were now green were pink when she last visited.

Their waitress, Kelly came over to take their orders. Kelly was clearly showing an interest in Caleb. She batted her eyelashes at him and stared at him for a few uncomfortable moments before taking their order.

Kelly and her bleached blonde hair and green eyes returned with their drinks, laying out Caleb's very deliberately shoving her chest in his line of vision.

Caleb, oblivious to Kelly's tactics asked Davina what she was having.

"Are you blind? She was totally into you," Davina said giggling.

"Ofcourse not, but why would I go for her when I have you right here?" he answered.

"Stop flirting with me. You said you needed my help," she warned him.

"Yes I need to do a spell," he said with a mischievous smile.

"Could you be any more specific?" she asked sarcastically.

"A big spell to stop a big vampire. Good enough for you?" he answered with a wink.

He took a sip of his cola. "What do teenagers drink these days?" he muttered to himself.

"What was that?" Davina asked only catching the word teenager.

"Nothing, just thinking," he smiled.

"Tell me about yourself," she said when their meals arrived.

"Do you always ask people to talk whe they're about to eat?" he asked taking a bite of his hamburger.

She flushed and replied," Normally people don't steal my ice cream to have a conversation with me."

"Fair enough, love," he said after a bite. "What do you want to know?"

"Well firstly who is this big bad vampire we are going after?"she asked eyebrows furrowed.

"I thought that would be mighty obvious to a smart girl like yourself," he replied.

"Mikael Mikaelson." He said gauging her expression.