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I groan sitting up in my bed, the humidity was thick and sticky as strands of my hair stuck to the back of my neck. Head spinning I was moments away from vomiting out all the contents of my stomach. Stupid vampires. The welcome shot that Rebekah gave me quickly became another, and another and another. By my fifth shot I had a very nice buzz, thankfully Rebekah had plans with someone who called her away. So I did what any person in my positions would do in a new surrounding… I went exploring. Taking the tumbler glass that still had alcohol in it. The house… if you could call it that - was eerily quite. Which I guess-considering the company I was now keeping wasn't to odd. So with my alcohol fueled curiosity I went exploring. I pass door after door. From what I could tell picking into some of the door, each bedroom was different. One that caught my eye was that of the all white. I mean everything was white, the walls, furnitures fixtures but then it was have these accents of yellow. It was the only room I stepped into completely. The ceilings were high, it held a walking in closet and full bathroom. Would it be presumptuous of me to claim this room as my own. There at least wouldn't be any harm with me just sitting on the bed. So that is what I did,placing my drink on the night table. If I had to stay here, this was the room I wanted. Slowly I laid back the bed and closed my eyes.

Now as I slowly got out of bed, I was begging to reconsider the white room. It was too bright in the sunlight… but maybe that was just because of the hangover. I walked towards the bedroom door, my things were still down stairs. When I stepped in the hall. There were my bags as well as a tray. I frown looking from my left to my right. No one to be seen. I brought the tray in first. Taking the lid off, I found breakfast… for any army. There was pancakes, bacon, sausages, biscuits and gravy. Orange juice, coffee with a little sugar cubes and cream. And a fresh bowl of fruit. Who the hell was going to eat all this? Shakeing my head I place the lid back on retrieving the rest of my things from the hall.

After a quick shower, change of clothes and a nice hot meal. I decide it was time for me to leave the sanctuary. It was than that my phone went off… I had received a text. Walking to the night table by the bed I look at my phone.

I had received a few text.

Four were from last night, two from Caroline, both of which threaten my life if I didn't call her soon. Once from Elena; just wanting to see how I was doing. One, from Matt saying that he missed me and to come home soon because he could only take so much of Caroline and Elena being sad. Finally one from Damon; ordering me to call his girlfriend she missed me. I roll my eyes.

The recent one was from Jeremy. I smile sweetly as I read it; he said good morning, that everyone misses me but no one more than himself. I sent him a text back saying that I loved them all and that it was only one day there was no way they could miss me that much. Promising to call him soon I stood and put my phone in my back pocket and head downstairs. It took some doing but I was able to stumble upon the kitchen. Elijah and Hayley were laughing to themselves as I enter tray in hand.

"Good morning Miss, Bennett"

"Morning" Hayley said

I nod at them placing my tray in the sink, " Did you make my breakfast?" I ask as I began to wash my dirty dishes

He nods, coming to stand next to me. Taking the dish rag and bowl from my hand he took over the task of cleaning my plates…

" I wasn't quite sure what you had an appetite for. So I just made a bit of everything."

"I told him it was too much for one person." Hayley spoke up.

Nodding my head towards her, " She was right, but it was good… thanks"

"My pleasure, when ever you're ready I thought we could pay a visit to Davina this you could take in the sites a bit first."

I definitely wanted to take a look around the city. Like Mystic Falls, New Orléans seemed to be teeming with a supernatural presence. It was in the air, the magic that the city held was overwhelming. Even with the witches here not being able to use their magic it was infused into the city. Shinning like a beacon for any and all supernatural beings to gravitate towards. I wanted to learn as much as I could about this place; about the witches that live here and the vampires that seem to be running things…

"I was thinking about doing a bit of research how powerful she is and how little I know about what is happening to her. I figure I better play catch-up today so when we do meet I'm not going in blind."

Elijah nods "I have my mother grimoires, they are in the sitting room. Feel free to look them over, I will stop by with a spell I promised her. Tomorrow I can take you to see Davina, I'm sure she won't mind" he finishes

I nod " I guess I'll get started"

"If you need anything or would like to go to the Quarter just let Rebekah know. She will take you anywhere you need to go" he calls as I leave the room. I nod but continue on my way to the sitting room. It was on the same level as the kitchen. Walking in, I find Rebekah on the floor scrubbing something out of the rug. Was that blood? I didn't want the answer to that question. My eyes land on Klaus, who, for his part was sitting on the couch his attention on the book in his hand. I smile slightly towards Rebekah but completely ignore Klaus. Walking to the bookshelf I search for the grimoire.

"Brains and beauty, I can see why my brother is so fond of you and your kind" Klaus whispers from behind me.

I find the book and turn coming face to face with the devil. He was so close as he leans towards me his hands clasp behind his back. How could someone so good-looking have such an ugly soul. I roll my eyes and try to walk around him. He blocks my path again, a wicked smile on his lips.

"Come now love, If you're going to be spending time with me and mine. We might as well come to a truce."

"Truce… you?"

He faux surprise " I'm more reasonable than you think."

"You need trust to have a truce Klaus." I retort.

He chuckles in amusement at me shaking his head, leaning down he whispers in my ear " Oh I think there could be a little more than just trust." wagging his brows at me

I clench my teeth as my magic surges ready to be used. Against him.

"Nik," Rebekah calls from behind. Both Klaus and myself look towards her as she pulls her self up from the floor. " Leave the poor girl alone."

With his eyes still towards his sister, I take my opening, walking quickly past Klaus back towards the door I came from. Only to run into yet another sibling - Elijah on my way out. He smiles towards me but I do not reciprocate. That trap feeling was taking a hold of me, I could feel my magic pulsating just under the surface. A cold sweat sprouting on my forehead… It was like I was in one of my nightmares but this time it had come to life. Air.. I need air.

"I'll be out for a while… don't wait up."

"Rebekah can take you-" Elijah says.

"NO," turning abruptly back towards them, as the books fell from the shelves to the floor and the windows and door to the lawn outside open. Three pairs of eyes stare back at me a mixture of startled and astonishment coming through, " No… I can manage on my own."

With that I make a quick exit out the front door. Stopping just at the end of the drive way. Taking several breath I calm myself. My rapid irregular heart beats began to slow as I push the magic that had start to seep out back down. What the hell was wrong with me? It was right about now that I was starting to regret my coming here. It wasn't so much that they were bothersome… in fact that was the thing that was throwing me off the most. With Rebekah being nice the night before and coming to my aid this morning. To Elijah making me breakfast and Klaus; him offering the proverbial olive branch- what the hell was that all about? It was making me uneasy being around them, alone. Still it felt like something else, maybe I was uneasy being around the originals but it ran deeper than that.

It was easier back in Mystic Falls. Where the lines were drawn clearly in the sand. They were the enemy, the ones that couldn't be trusted. Here in Nola, that line were starting to blur. It was surprising how quickly they began blurring for me. If it weren't for their history, of not being trust worthy… I shook my head clearing the thought from mind. Mystic Falls or not, there was no way that I would be drawn in by their good behavior. It would only be a matter of time before one of them- more than likely Klaus, messed up. Giving me the all clear to hightail it out of here, if need be. I look down at the book in hand and sigh. Today, I would make my rounds and do some research. If the siblings decide to be difficult. I would be ready for them… and I had all the help I would need thanks to the Original witch's grimoire.

New Orleans: Somewhere in the Bayou.

"This is not good." Sophie thinks to herself as she struggles against the restraints binding her hands together. She and Sabine had been at the restaurant when dark-mask figures came in. Knocking Sabine unconscious on the floor and taking Sophie to some unknown location that she now stood in. The bag they had over her head obscures her sight but from the smell in the air. Sophie figured they had to be some where in the bayou. Not that it made her feel any better at this moment.

"Stop struggling child, you'll only hurt yourself" a voice called.

Suddenly the veil lifted and she could see. She watched as the Elder of their community walked into the room. Resting her bag on a table she began taking her items out.

"Killing me to kill Klaus or that baby is not the answer Agnes." Sophie said.

"I'm not going to kill you Sophie, I was there the day you were born." Agnes replied as she continues her work." I'm the last remaining elder and it is my duty to protect our power. Which means nothing if that baby is allowed to grow another day."

Sophie frowns, she knew Agnes and a few other were not pleased about her arrangement with Elijah and Klaus. They had good reason to be. The Originals were dangerous and for the moment… could not be killed. There was really no way to protect themselves from them. At least not with Marcel still having Davina who told him when they used their magic. For to long they've been ducks. At the time it made sense to align herself to a side that wanted to take down Marcel as much as they did.

So now, she was bound to Hayley. The young woman carrying the offspring of Klaus, and just like that they had the upper hand. It was clear to her, right after meeting Elijah that he valued family. He would do anything to protect them; she saw the protectiveness for that unborn child and the girl who was carrying it sprout up immediately. He hadn't hesitated to agree to her terms… Klaus was a different story. Though he may have valued family, he wanted power more than anything. Him agreeing was contingent upon his being able to win back the quarter from his friend Marcel. She found her self wondering how someone who wanted to have love and loyalty seemingly was able to cast those qualities aside himself in order to get what he wanted.

" Sabine's omen was clear; that baby will mean death for us all"

Sophie's attention was back on Agnes as she held a strange-looking object in her hand. Was that a needle; she watched as the she held it up to the light lightly flicking it with finger. Yep… and a big ass needle at that… but it wasn't just any from her she could feel the power radiating from it. Sophie's stomach drops as Agnes approaches her.

"What are you going to do?" she whimper struggling more against her bounds.

Agnes didn't reply to her pleas. Tilting her head to the side, she stick the needle deep into Sophie's neck as she let out a horrible scream. The ground shakes and the candles that were once lite in the small room now blew out. Sophie's scream vibrates through the walls, the floor, everything. Agnes continues until the surgen is empty. It's contents now flowing through Sophie's body.

The screams stop, and Sophie slumps over. Only vaguely aware of what just happen, warm hands take hold of her face. Gently she feels Agnes thumbs move gently below her eyes, wiping a way the tears that cover her face. Weeping softly, Agnes pulls Sophie's head down as far as it can go, laying against her chest. She strokes the sobbing girls hair as she felt her slipping out of cautiousness.

"Soon, it will all be over" Agnes whispers.

Her words were the last thing Sophie would hear. Agnes was the last things she saw, before the darkness took her into a deep slumber.

The Mikaelson Estate

"Young or old, dead or alive. Witches are pains in the ass" Klaus mutters as he picks up yet another book off the floor. After her little display of power and then hurrying out the door to do what god knows where. She had left her mess behind, leaving he and his siblings to clean up after her mess. He was less than amused; he was supposed to be meeting with Marcel at the local bar that he frequent. After the antics a few days ago where they had been seemingly on a wild goose chase only to be ditched by his portage had him a little more than perturbed. However if he was to gain his power back… he would have to play nice. With Marcel that is…

"So please tell me who's brilliant idea it was again to bring her here?" Klaus as taking a seat on the edge of the desk as he watched his other sibling pick up more of the withe's mess off the floor.

"Maybe if you just left her alone, like I told you she wouldn't have been so on edge."

Klaus rolled his eyes, " If I had to take into consideration the feeling of every witch that I came across… well I would never get anything done would I." He mocked

Elijah stood now, dusting off his sleeves as he turned to face Klaus. He could tell that he was put off by him for some reason. Klaus really hadn't the faintest idea why that would be. Seeing as he did nothing to the girl to begin with.

"Try and put yourself in her position brother."

"Not likely"

Elijah ignored him and continued " She is in a new city, her friends are back home. She has suffered through some traumatic experiences. Some of which we were at the very center of. Not to mention that she has just recent returned from the other side after being dead for three months. I think it would be understandable that she is a bit…"

"Crazed?" Klaus offered

Elijah frowned shaking his head " Pensive. I think she didn't really take into consideration what living with us here would do. She doesn't trust us Klaus. And if we are to get her on our side-"

"What do you mean our side, I thought you two had an arrangement?" Rebekah speaks up, now taking a seat on the couch. " She helps Davina and in return, we don't get to call on her for her magic. Or something like that."

Elijah nods, " That is true. Still, let me ask you both a question if you could name one of Bonnie strongest qualities. What would it be?"

"Her prudishness" Klaus said seemingly bored. He had better things to do than be talk about a witch that was of no use to him.

"Loyalty" Rebekah spoke as she scowled towards Klaus.

Elijah clapped his hands together pointing towards his sister, " Correct, her blinding loyalty to her friends has cost her more than any one person should have to pay. Yet still, she stands by Elena and the Salvatore's because it is in her nature to do so. Once she is part of a cause she will not relinquish it even if it were to serve her best interest. Until she was betrayed or the trust is lost. If we can get her to join ours, maybe Klaus will not need Davina at all."

"Only one problem with that genius plan of yours brother, the little witch hates us." Klaus said

"I'm pretty sure she only hates you, the rest of us she just doesn't trust all that much." Rebekah teased cause Klaus to scowl.

"Which is why," Elijah began trying to gain back his siblings attention. " We need to do what we can to make her feel at home. To help her to see that just because she left Mystic Falls, it doesn't meant that she is alone. That she can trust us and maybe… given enough time and how well Niklaus can behave, She may even come to like us."

"Enough to want to help us?" Rebekah said liking the sound of it.

"I would just like to point out something else," Klaus said walking to stand in the center of the room. "Bonnie is a witch, and currently; the French quarter is filled with witches that are being oppressed by Marcel. Don't you two think that if she were to join any cause… it would be theirs?"

Elijah smirked, " Why don't you let me handle that brother. Shouldn't you be off, to distract Marcel for the day?" he finished.

Klaus growled lowly. He bowed slightly towards him, " Of course, who am I to stand against you brother." He mocks with one more glowered look he makes his way out of the sitting room to find something else to better distract him. As he disappeared out of the front door, Hayley made her way into the room her hand covering the right side of her neck.

"Hey guys?" she called. Both Elijah and Rebekah turn towards her.

Elijah frowns, as he noticed her normally warm glowing skin seemed duller and paler now. Her steps were unsteady as she approached them. Elijah was about to make his way to stand by her but Rebekah had beat him to the punch.

"I think we may have a problem." She said lifting her hand, her fingers were stained with blood.

Rebekah turns her attention towards her brother, her hand over Hayley's forehead.

"She's burning up Elijah." Hayley leans on Rebekah's as she feels herself beginning to give way to unconsciousness. Speeding to her side, Elijah swoops her in his arms. " She was fine a few hours ago, how could this be coming on so…" Rebekah's question trails off as she and her brother exchange a knowing look.

"Sophie." The siblings say in unison.

Well, it looked like he was going to be having a very long conversation with that particular speeding up to her room; laying Hayley in her bed upstairs. Elijah told Rebekah to look after Hayley while he went out to find out what was going on with her. He would find Sabine, she and Sophie often spent a lot of time together. As he walked out of the house he pulled out his phone. Sending a text to Klaus informing him to meet him at Sophia's establishment and to find and bring Bonnie with him. Whatever reasoning Sophie had to explain this he wanted to make sure Bonnie was there. If only to get her to see that trusting the witches in the quarter… was just not an option.

French Quarter: Bourbon Street

He was running late, not that it surprised him in the least. Klaus was always one to do what he wanted when he wanted. So the fact that Marcel found himself sitting inside at the bar this early was beyond him. Standing he grabbed his jacket from the back of his stool. He made his way towards the exit but was stopped by one of the new vampire that had just been turned… Josh he thought his name was.

"Marcel, hey. Is there anything that I can get you? Anything that you need?"

Marcel rolled his eyes " Josh right?"

"Yeah"

"Look, I've got like got guys about 60 years ahead of you waiting for a daylight ring. So you don't have to try so hard"

Josh frowned slightly shrugging his shoulder turning to head towards a pool table. Marcel had a mind to stop and ask him about Klaus and where he was staying. However, he thought it was a conversation that he could have another day. It was late morning now. He had something to do. If Klaus really needed to find him… he knew his number. Walking down the street Marcel couldn't help but smile at his city. He wasn't a fool, he knew what Klaus was after. In fact he had some idea on the first night that he arrived.

Back in the day, the Originals ran this city. For a time witches, vampires, and werewolves got along. Or at least learned to deal with each other without spilling blood… often. Marcel had been a part of that development. Everything that he had learned, all of his knowledge was due in large part to Klaus and his siblings. Elijah taught him about philosophy, that sometimes to gain the trust of you enemies you had to approach them not with brute strength but with a sound mind and reasoning. Klaus, well his way of life was different. There was a hierarchy in their world. Hybrids/vampire were on the top of the food chain. Then werewolves and finally witches. They where are lesser and because we were owed respect by them. If they didn't give it willingly, or could not be reason with… than you took it. By any means necessary.

Rebekah… Rebekah taught him about love. That you could have found it as many times as you wanted. With as many people that you wanted. That love didn't- especially for their kind… knew nothing of age, or rank, color or creed. Love was love and true love as rare as it was. It was something that everyone should aspire for. Songs, plays, book and more had all taken their musing from this popular subject. Rebekah had been his first love, even to this day he had never loved a woman as much as he loved her.

That's when he felt it, someone powerful. Just as he looked up he ran right into the girl. The collision was so hard that she dropped all of her thing on the ground, papers sprawled out all over the concrete.

"Shoot" she cried as she lean down and began to pick them up.

Forever the gentleman, Marcel bent as well scooping up some of the papers.

"I'm so sorry." He said as he handed over the papers from his hand. She looked up and he was taken aback at how green her eyes were. The sour look on her face changed a bit and brighten as she smiled back at him. Her curly hair all hung loose to the right side of her neck, exposing her bare skin.

" I wasn't paying attention."

"Head in the books huh?" he said picking up the book from the ground, when he noticed the 'M' marking it. An all to familiar 'M'. " School work?"

She stood then taking the book from his hand. " Research… for a project I'm working one."

A magical one no doubt, Marcel looked the girl over as she stood there gathering her self. She was small, she couldn't be any taller than 5'4 maybe. Even with the height difference she was a beautiful girl to look at. And a witch. But not one that he had seen around before…

"How long are you in town for?"

She scoffs " Do I look like a tourist?"

He shrugged his shoulders " I've lived here all my life, it's easy to spot an outsider"

"Outsider, huh. You sound a bit snobbish."

"Only one Tuesdays."

She laughs pulling out her phone from her back pocket. She sent a quick message and then place the phone back. Looking back at him now she smiles, " Well I hate to hit and run but, I have to meet someone now."

She looked a bit annoyed, in truth so was he. A new witch was in town and he wanted to know why. And maybe distract himself with a pretty face. He watched as she smiled waving with her free hand and walked quickly down the sidewalk…

"I didn't catch your name?" he called after her.

He watched as she turned and smiled pausing for just a moment. " Bonnie." She answered and with that continued on to meet who ever it was that had called her. Marcel smiled, Bonnie was a pretty name for a pretty girl. He decide right than that he would find her again… if only to keep an eye on her.


A/N: So, let me just say I'm sorry for taking so long. If you follow me on Tumblr I posted about my computer giving up on me so, there was that. Not to mention work so... yeah I'm kind of busy lol.

I'm not in love with this chapter, mostly because i just wanted to play with it some more. Still, I think it is ok as far of updates go. I'm trying to move the story along at a speed that isn't to rushed but also isn't to slow. i'm hoping that i found a happy medium ( only time will tell)

So we got a little Klonnie this chapter. What is going on with Bonnie? Whatever it is, it has more to do than just the Original family. No worries will get into that soon enough.

Agnes is stirring up trouble, if you watched episode six of TO than you know what that needle will do to Hayley. however I did warn you guys that I would be adding my own twist... so it's not just the baby that will be in danger.

And the Boncel, it was cute I guess. I was going to start the next chapter with them meeting but I decided to have them met now. For one because Marcel will learn about what Elijah and Davina are up to soon enough. Also I wanted Bonnie to be in the dark as too who this mystery guy is before she find out that it's Klaus' Marcel.

Oh the drama... how I love it.

Any way guys tell me what you think.

Review, Review, Review... please. I want to her what you guys think. Until next time...

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