Klaus leaned his arms against the rail of his balcony, looking down at the parade that danced through the street. The death of a comrade, one of Marcel and Josh's men. Klaus smiled to himself, and thought about what it would be like for Caroline to be with him right now. She'd be there, wondering at what it would be like to just listen to the music and the laughter, with the doors closed. He would've liked to watch her drift away with the music, her eyes closed, mouth relaxed.

Then the door opened and closed in his room, he heard Hayley's hurried footsteps. He didn't move from his position though. It was much like when Elijah came now.

"Usually when a door's closed, that means you shouldn't come in without knocking." He greeted her

"You don't seem to be caught in an awkward position so it doesn't really matter." Hayley replied.

"What do you want?" He asked tiredly, standing up from the rail and leaning on it with his hands, facing her.

"Nothing, just, Elijah wants to go to dinner, he thought you'd like to come." She said. Klaus smirked and looked above at the sky. After a minute she got impatient. "Is this some long winded way of saying no?" She asked.

"You know, that constellation right there is of Orion. I wish I knew the man when they fashioned his image in the stars, as it were. Could tell he was a great warrior." He replied.

"Simple yes or no would do, Klaus." Hayley said tiredly. His eyes fell on her and he sighed.

"Who else is coming?" He asked in reply.

"No one, really. Elijah thought you'd like some brotherly bonding." She explained.

"Ah. Well, I think I'll pass tonight. That'll make your dinner an actual date instead of another family dinner." Klaus said. Hayley hadn't been too good at being alone with Elijah since most of her pack had a problem with her being married to a vampire. Of all the people that she let give their opinions, it was her wolves. Hayley left the room and Klaus went back to day dreaming about Caroline.


Kol sat alone in the dark, staring at the space his arms were making, his hands clasped together.

Davina's smile

He blinked and wiped a tears from his eye, sniffling. He heard Freya come in the room. She waited a moment for him to recognize her presence, expecting him to say something.

"Are you still in mourning, Kol?" She asked. He bowed his head, unable to say anything for a moment. Freya refused to leave the room. If anyone in this family needed help right now, it was her little brother.

"Do you know what it was like" Kol began after a while, looking back in her general direction "to fall in love?" He asked. Freya looked away.

"Yes, I do." She replied. He looked back at her. "Losing him, and our child, fueled me to get away from our Aunt Dahlia. Gave me the courage to come to our brothers and sister." Kol stood and turned to her.

"Davina was the only one who saw what I was going through. She stopped the ancestors from destroying me." He told her. Freya gave him a sympathetic look. "Now that she's dead, no one seems to care." Kol flashed a smile. "Perhaps they think she'll rise from the dead again." Freya had yet to learn how that was achieved. "But, no one would be able to tell, since she's been buried in her family crypt." Kol snarled, and threw his alcohol against the wall. The sound of shattering glass brought Hayley and Elijah to the room, looking around for danger. Freya readied herself to have to put Kol down, giving Elijah a frustrated look.

"Nothing to concern yourselves with." Kol assured them with his hands raised in sarcastic defeat. "Perhaps you'll be better defended when there's another witch, as powerful as Davina had been, to clean up your messes when you're done raising hell."

"Kol, this will not bring her back." Freya chastised him.

"It's sure making him feel better." Hayley remarked. Kol scoffed at her and his arms hung at his sides.

"Tell me, if our beloved Elijah had died, would you be as able to handle yourself as you are right now?" Kol asked Hayley, gesturing to Elijah. "Wouldn't you be losing control at every turn, destroying the world because he wasn't there by your side any longer?"

"Yes, I would." Hayley yelled back. Elijah looked down, then toward her. Hayley couldn't help stealing a glance at him. She looked back to Kol. "I would be losing it all the time, because I am tired of losing people I love." Kol huffed and looked away, crossing his arms. "Davina was the girl that you loved, who made you want to be good. I get that. You know Klaus is sort of suffering through the same thing, right?" She asked

"At least Klaus's love is still alive! She may not share his sentiment, Klaus may be in love with a blonde every other week now. But he doesn't have to suffer through losing his love the same way as I have." Freya stared at her brother.

"I can't begin, to understand how this feels for you. My love was not supernatural in any way. He was my light, the love of my life. And when he was taken, I wanted to die with him. But when that path was not permitted to me, I kept living." She came to sit beside him. "I cannot lie, the only loves I have at present are this family. If I were to lose, any of you, I would never forgive myself. I gave up a new lease on life centuries ago. But we can go through this darkness together." Freya offered. Kol looked at her.