A/N: I know that I should be working on my Descendants fanfiction but I recently started watching the Originals and this has been floating around in my head since I watched 3x19 "No More Heartbreaks." I do use some direct quotes from the show, mainly for effect.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Originals

Kol sighed deeply as he drank, the blood going down his throat. He pulled back as he felt the heartbeat stop. He felt a sense of peace that he hadn't had before, not since the ancestors cursed him. That's when he saw the body in his arms. It was Davina.

"Davina." He said. He held her head up, searching for any sign of life.

"No, no, no. Wake Up." He pleaded, holding her head up. He bit his wrist and tried to feed her his blood, he tried to heal her. It didn't work. He kept pleading for her to wake up, each plea growing more desperate than the last. He began sobbing, holding her body close to his own. He cried for her, for his love, he cried for the first time in almost a thousand years. In the thousand years that he had lived as a vampire, he hadn't felt truly alive until he was put into the body of a witch by his mother and even then not until he met her. Davina made him want to be good. She had snuck into his heart and made him feel truly alive again. Even though he was a vampire again, he hadn't cared as long as he had her and now he didn't.

Marcel would hate him for this, he hated himself. If only the ancestors hadn't meddled and hexed him. There was no reason for Davina to die, she was a good kid. She had gotten pulled into some pretty messed up business thanks to his family. He wished that she had never gotten involved with his family or with the Strix. He wished she had never became Regent. It was because of her actions as Regent and them her joining of the Strix that the ancestors wanted her dead, he was sure of it. Now, thanks to him, they had gotten their wish. He laid her body down gently on the hardwood floor of the jazz club. He wasn't sure how he was awake, he should have been daggered until Davina could find a way to cure him of his curse, although he was pretty sure that the ancestors had something to do with it. He didn't know how long he sat there watching her, his gut told him that he should run before Marcel came and found him but his head and his heart told him to stay with his girl and they won out. The tears had long ago stopped coming and had dried on his face. The sadness and the guilt was still there. He picked his head up when he heard footsteps coming towards the club. It was Marcel, his face grew angry when he saw Kol in the club.

"What are you doing here?" Marcel asked angrily.

"I tried to leave, truly I did but the ancestors had me in their grasp. When I tried to leave New Orleans I began to desiccate. So I came back here hoping that the anti-magic zone here would help. Davina came and confronted me for leaving and I had her dagger me until she could find a cure for me. But the ancestors must have had something else in mind, they must have un-daggered me because last I remember I was kissing Davina when she plunged the dagger into my heart and then I was looking into her face and at her bloody neck." Kol said as he tried to choke back a sob. "I tried to feed her my blood, it didn't work." He could feel the tears coming back strong, he tried to hold them back he didn't want to cry in front of Marcel. He saw Marcel move towards him and braced himself for the impact that he was sure was coming, he was surprised when instead he felt Marcel's arms wrap around him. He let the tears fall at the gesture, all the while he cried, Marcel held him and stroked the back of his head. When he felt he was all cried out he pulled back. "Not that I am complaining but why didn't you hit me?" He asked Marcel.

"Believe me, I want to and I probably will but right now I think you needed the comfort, I know that you loved her and you lost her, twice now. Once to your death and once to hers. You are family whether I like it or not, plus you were important to her and that matters to me." Marcel said. "Come on, let's get you home. I will come back for her body later, it will not be disturbed here."

Kol nodded and allowed Marcel to begin to guide him out the door. They were both almost out the door when they heard a gasp. They both turned around to see Davina sitting up and holding her throat. Kol was by her side in an instant, holding her to him. They sat like that for a few minutes as she calmed. He felt her pull away and he let her, after all she probably blamed him for her death. He began to move away but was stopped by her hand grasping his.

"Don't leave me." She said. Kol sat back down and held her hand in his, amazed that she was letting him anywhere near her. Marcel approached the two and crouched in front of Davina.

"Not that I'm complaining kiddo, but how are you here? I mean, Kol drained your blood from your body." He asked her as he took her other hand in his.

"You aren't going to like it." She said. Marcel motioned for her to continue anyway and she nodded. "I've suspected that Kol was cursed for a while now, there were certain things that didn't add up with his behavior, and he seemed angry and irritable. Once we realized what the ancestors wanted, I went to Josh. I told him what was going on and what I wanted to do. I wanted to try and cure Kol of this hex, but I also knew that the ancestors were determined, so I took precautions. I began to drink a vial of Josh's blood everyday so that I would always have vampire blood in my system, Josh didn't like it but he also didn't want to lose me. I didn't tell either of you because I knew that you wouldn't approve and I didn't even know if it would come to this, I had hoped not. But clearly it did, and I am quite glad that I chose to do it now even if I'll miss being a witch." Davina finished and waited for the reactions of the two most important men in her life. Kol was the first to speak.

"You were right, I wouldn't have liked it nor would I have approved, I never wanted this life for you Davina Claire, but right now I am bloody happy that you did it. I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you, you make me want to be good." He said. Davina smiled and gripped his hand tighter.

"Marcel?" She asked softly turning her head towards him.

"I wouldn't have approved either, kiddo you were right about that. You know that I'd rather you be safe from all of this. I can't say I am happy about you going behind my back like this but I am glad you did. You are alive and that is what matters to me." He said. Davina nodded and sighed in relief.

"I need to feed, now. I am going to complete the transition." She said. Kol helped her stand and they began walking towards the Mikaelson compound. "Once I feed, we need to talk." She told him. He nodded, figuring that she was going to break up with him. They arrived at the Mikaelson compound in no time and Kol fetched her a blood bag from the refrigerator. She tentatively took a sip. She felt pain coursing through her gums as her fangs emerged. She quickly drained the rest of the blood bag. When she was finished she turned to Kol who was clearly holding back tears.

"I am so sorry, Davina. I didn't" he paused holding back the tears. "I didn't mean to kill you. I didn't want to kill you. I understand if you want nothing to do with me anymore." He said as the tears started flowing against his will. He bowed his head to the floor, scared of her reaction. He felt a hand grip his chin, forcing him to look up to look at her.

"Kol. I don't blame you, yes you did kill me but it was the ancestors fault. They were the ones who wanted me dead. Kol I love you. I took the vampire blood because I didn't want to be without you." She said. Kol's eyes shot up at her words. He cupped her face in his hands and leaned his face against her forehead. He went to kiss her stopping just short of her lips, asking for permission. She met his lips and a fire ignited inside of him. They kissed for a minute before they both pulled away gasping for breath. Kol held her close to him and rested his chin on top of her head.

"I love you too, Davina Claire."