Thank you guys so much for the great feedback on Julie and Juliet All the Way. This is the sequel to that story. Hope you guys enjoy it :)
Freya and Keelin are lying in bed together, both naked under a thin sheet.
It had been six months since they had defeated the Hollow and resurrected Freya, Finn, Esther, Mikael, and Dahlia. The last six months had been the best of Freya's life. Her family was back together and she was in love with the woman of her dreams. The only thing that would make it more perfect was if they didn't have to deal with Esther and Dahlia at all times. Freya had yet to form a close relationship with Esther, let alone Dahlia. They didn't fight, but they definitely weren't focusing on forming a mother daughter relationship.
Keelin and her grew closer and closer each day. Having Keelin by her side made dealing with Dahlia and Esther a lot easier.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
Freya and Keelin jump awake at the sound of Keelin's alarm clock.
"Ugh, shut it off," Freya groans.
Keelin quickly grabs her phone and turns off the blaring sound.
"Better?" Keelin asks sleepily as she pulls Freya closer to her.
"Much," Freya smiles. "Thank you."
Keelin smiles back but then sighs. "I have to get up. My shift starts in an hour."
"Can't you take off?" Freya asks as she hugs Keelin tightly. "Spend the day with me. We could stay in bed all day."
"As amazingly tempting as that sounds, I can't. They're short staffed today. That's why I volunteered to go in. It was supposed to be my day off."
"Why would you do a self-less thing like that?" Freya jokes. "What time do you get off?"
"I should be done by six, eight the latest."
"Good! That gives me just the right amount of time to get my work done and then get ready to take you out."
"The taking me out part sounds great, but the work part? What kind of work are we talking?"
Ever since they had brought Freya and the rest of her family back, Keelin grew more and more worried about losing Freya again. She kept having nightmares of Dahlia stabbing Freya. It didn't help that she now had to see Dahlia on a regular occasion.
"Klaus and I are meeting with Vincent to discuss the recent attacks on witches in the quarter."
"Oh right, you guys are the new town officials," Keelin replies.
"Someone has to keep the vampires and the werewolves in line," Freya replies with a sly smile.
"Oh please! Witches are just as uncontrollable. In fact you're more impulsive than I am."
"That's hardly true," Freya replies.
"So, what's with these attacks? Do you guys have any idea who's responsible?"
"No, not a clue. But we think it's another witch."
"Why would a witch kill other witches?"
"To gain power."
Keelin sighs. She had hoped that with the Hollow taken care of there would be peace for the time being. She hated that danger just had a way of finding Freya and herself.
"So, then should you really be working on this, seeing as you're a witch, which means you're a target."
"So is Vincent."
"Vincent isn't my girlfriend. You are which means I worry, a lot."
"You don't have to worry. So far it seems that the witches being targeted are witches with children. They're children are going missing after they've been killed."
"Don't I? Do I need to remind you of the time I found you dead? Which was caused by another witch I might add."
"That was different. That witch got the upper hand on me. That won't happen again."
"You can't guarantee that, Freya."
Keelin brushes a few stray hairs behind Freya's ear to look into her eyes. "Freya, I don't want anything to happen to you. I don't want to lose you."
"You won't," Freya assures Keelin sincerely. "I promise I'll be careful. I've got someone I have to make it home to."
Keelin kisses Freya gently on her shoulder. Freya smiles at the tender gesture.
"You know, I could probably be a half hour late," Keelin says suggestively.
Freya smiles as Keelin kisses her lovingly.
Downstairs—Dining Room
Dahlia and Esther are seated at the table; Klaus is seated at the head of the table.
"Now, I need to know what you two have been up to," Klaus states calmly.
"What are you talking about, Niklaus?" Esther asks.
"You keep us locked in this compound, what could we possibly be up to?" Dahlia asks.
"Don't play dumb with me! Witches are being murdered in the French quarter and children of those witches are going missing. Missing witch children? Why does that sound familiar?"
"And where would I keep them?" Dahlia asks. "The basement?"
"Dahlia!" Esther chastises Dahlia. "Niklaus, we have nothing to do with any of that. I can assure you when we said we wish to keep peace, we meant it."
"And I'm to trust the word of you two?" Klaus asks.
Freya and Keelin enter the dining room.
"Freya!" Klaus announces with a smile. "You are just in time to interrogate our mother and dear aunt."
"I don't think I even want to know what this is about," Keelin says as she eyes the two women at the table.
"Good morning, Keelin," Klaus smiles. "I trust you slept well."
Freya rolls her eyes at Klaus' innuendo. "Seriously, Klaus, what is this about?"
"Well, I just want to ensure that our dear mother and aunt have nothing to do with the recent witch murders and children that have gone missing."
"How could they have anything to do with that?" Freya asks curiously.
"Exactly as I said," Dahlia states. "Thank you dear Freya for defending me in my time of need. I knew I raised you right."
Freya sighs as Keelin gives Dahlia a dirty look, to which Dahlia returns a similar look.
"Would you two like some breakfast?"
"No, thanks. I'm late for work."
"I'll walk you out," Freya says.
"Do hurry back Freya. We have a lot to discuss."
Freya and Keelin walk toward the front of the compound.
"Freya, please be careful," Keelin says as they get to the front entrance. "I don't like this. Especially now that Dahlia and Esther are involved."
"They're not," Freya assures Keelin. "I'm way ahead of Klaus. I know Dahlia and Esther have nothing to do with this."
"Still, please…"
"Be careful. I know, I will be." Freya gives Keelin a tender kiss.
"I'll see you tonight," Keelin says as they pull apart.
"I can't wait."
Keelin leaves and Freya goes back to the dining room.
"They don't have anything to do with the witch murders, Klaus," Freya says as she enters the dining room and heads straight for the coffee pot.
"And you know that for sure sister?"
"I cleared them weeks ago," Freya says as she pours herself a cup of coffee. "Witch children going missing? Of course I thought of Dahlia."
Freya sits down at the table across from Klaus.
"And how, pray tell, did you clear them?"
"I cast a spell. If either Esther or Dahlia performs magic, I'll sense it. They're not involved in this Klaus. So, we should go meet with Vincent. He has a plan he wants to share with us."
"Do you think he'd be upset if I'd tagged along?" Finn asks as he enters the dining room.
"I don't think he'd be too upset, as long as you don't try to jump into his body," Freya jokes.
"You're not a part of this," Klaus answers quickly.
"Come on Niklaus," Finn says as he takes a seat at the table. "How am I to earn your trust if you don't allow me to do anything?"
"Not doing anything is earning my trust."
"Klaus, he can come with us," Freya interrupts.
"Freya, your blind loyalty to Finn is going to be the death of you," Klaus jokes. "Ooh, too soon?"
"Brother, what do I have to do to get you to realize I'm not your enemy?"
Klaus thinks it over for a moment. Ever since his family's return he had been trying to keep them together. He did want his family to be a whole happy family for once.
"Alright, Freya. But I will hold you responsible if our dear brother gets out of line."
"Perfect!" Finn exclaims. "It's settled then; let's go."
"You're in quite the hurry," Freya comments.
"You would be too if you've been stuck inside of this awful compound for the past six months. I'm so bored!"
"That's because you're a boring person Finn," Klaus comments.
Freya glares at Klaus. She hated that their siblings picked on Finn so much. The Finn she remembered from childhood was so loving and carefree. It was obvious that somewhere along the last ten centuries that changed.
"I don't think Finn is boring," Freya says with a smile.
"Oh, yeah he's just a ball of fun," Klaus responds.
"So, why are you guys meeting with Vincent anyway?" Finn asks, changing the subject.
"Witches are being killed," Klaus says quickly. "And children of those witches are going missing. Being as this is our town, it's our job to save the day."
"Klaus Mikaelson, the hero!" Finn jokes.
"Don't give him a bigger head than he already has," Freya adds quietly.
Esther smiles. She loved seeing her children behaving like siblings should towards one another.
"Well, someone's got to do it."
"Witches being killed," Finn says. "Maybe you should sit this one out then sister."
"Now you sound like Keelin."
"She's probably right. If witches are the target you should stay here where it's safe."
"Maybe Finn is right," Esther comments.
"Look at that," Klaus says. "You've even got mommy dearest concerned."
"I will be fine. So far all of the targets have been witches with children. Therefore, I'm not a target."
"So far," Finn says with a sly smile.
"Huh, is Keelin pregnant?" Klaus jokes.
"It's only a matter of time with the amount that she spends the night," Finn laughs.
Freya gets up from the table. "Alright, that's enough."
"Aww, don't be a prude Freya," Klaus laughs.
"Glad to see that the only time you two can get along is when you're both teasing me."
"We're just joking, Freya," Finn smiles. "I think it's wonderful. We all do. Keelin is great."
"Well she doesn't like me very much," Dahlia comments.
"Who does?" Finn asks quickly, earning a laugh from Freya and Klaus, even Esther smiles at the remark.
St. Theodore's Clinic
It had already proven to be a busy day for Keelin. She had already seen six patients and she had just arrived a little over an hour ago.
Keelin comes over to the front desk to retrieve the chart for the next patient.
"Jakob Wolff?" Keelin announces.
A man and a little boy get up from their seats and start walking towards Keelin.
Keelin smiles at the man and his son as they approach her.
"Why does that man seem so familiar?" Keelin thought. "I must have seen him here before."
"Hello," the man greets Keelin. "This is my son, Jakob."
"Hi, Jakob," Keelin smiles down at the little boy. "My name is Dr. Malroux. Why don't you both come with me?"
Jakob and his father follow Keelin into an exam room.
Once they get into the exam room, Keelin closes the door behind them.
"So, what brings you guys in today?"
The father smiles at Keelin.
I know him from somewhere! I know I do!
"Jakob's been a little under the weather, I'm afraid."
"I'm sorry to hear that Jakob," Keelin says as she approaches Jakob. "The flu is going around right now."
"He's never been sick before and we just moved to New Orleans so he doesn't have a pediatrician yet."
"How old are you Jakob?" Keelin asks in a sweet voice.
"Five," Jakob answers quietly.
His eyes are so beautiful. I swear they look just like Freya's.
"Why don't we start by taking your temperature," Keelin says as she grabs the thermometer.
"How long have you been a doctor?" the man asks.
"I finished my residency a little over a year ago," Keelin answers as she takes Jakob's temperature.
"Have you always lived in New Orleans?"
He asks a lot of questions. I still feel like I know him from somewhere.
"No I just moved here last year."
"Why New Orleans?"
"To be closer to my girlfriend."
Maybe that will get him to stop. He's getting kind of personal.
"Interesting. What a coincidence? We moved here to be closer to Jakob's mother."
"That's nice," Keelin smiles. She didn't know how to take the man in front of her. He seemed nice, but something about him seemed off.
"Yeah, we haven't seen her in a long time."
"I never met her, dad," Jakob blurts out.
"Sorry, son. I haven't seen her in a very long time. I think you might actually know her, Keelin."
Something's not right with him. I have a terrible feeling about this guy.
"I don't know. New Orleans is pretty big." Keelin catches something a moment later. I never told them my first name.
"How did you know my name?" Keelin asks.
"New Orleans isn't that big, Keelin," the man smiles.
"What did you say your name was?"
"I didn't," the man responds. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Matthias Wolff."
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