Disclaimer: Still not the owner of The Originals or The Vampire Diaries

OK so, I know it's late again. It's been my sisters birthdays for the past couple of days, and I did intend on posting this yesterday, but clicked on the file on my tablet and started writing the chapter. Then I got to the end, started to put it on my doc manager and realised that I'd actually written the chapter for the story I was supposed to be updating today. Sorry about that...

So, on with the story.

Chapter 4

Freya stared back as the two Bennett witches in front of her looked at her in shock. The older one looked very confused, whilst the younger, Bonnie, she thought Elijah had told her, looked seriously pissed off.

"How the hell did you get through the barrier without an invitation?" she hissed at her, jumping to her feet. Freya rose an eyebrow.

"You let me in," she said. "I'm not a vampire, Bonnie, I'm a witch, like you, except a lot more powerful."

"Even if I did believe you," Bonnie said, narrowing her eyes. "Which I don't, how are you still alive? And if you're so powerful, why don't you just do whatever it is yourself?"

"Because, we've been trying-"

"We? Who's we?" Abbie asked, finally entering the conversation.

"My brother, Elijah, and I. We've been-"

"Hold on," Bonnie stated. "There's another brother now?!"

"Yes," Freya answered, getting a little annoyed at all the interruptions. "Elijah and I grew up together away from our siblings, raised by our Aunt Dalia. We'll get to how we're still alive later. We've been trying to find a way to get rid of this particular problem for 100 years now, but we need a Bennett witch to undo this spell, because Ayana Bennett was the one who cast the original spell."

"No," Bonnie said blank faced.

"Bonnie-"

"I said no! Do you have any idea what your psycho family has done since they came to this town?! Klaus has murdered so many innocent people, in the name of power! He sacrificed my best friend and her aunt for gods sake! Jeremy's gone because of him, Tyler is a hybrid slave, Caroline got turned into a vampire by some self serving psycho so Klaus can use her as a sacrifice, other innocent people are completely dead because of the guy you want me to help, so no, it's not happening!" Freya looked at her, showing no emotion on her face as Bonnie calmed down after her rant.

"I'm going. But we'll talk again." Freya turned to walk out. "I'm sorry for your losses." And then she was gone.

Rebekah came into the house, still carrying Elijah over her shoulder. Kol appeared in front of her with a grin and a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Who's this then Rebekah? Your latest squeeze?"

"Piss off, Kol," she snapped, brushing passed her older brother into the cellar where she hung Elijah from chains. Esther came down just in time to see.

"What are you doing to Elian?" Kol asked, for once confused.

"This isn't Elian," Rebekah replied as she waited for him to awaken.

"Well it looks like him."

"Let your brother go, Rebekah," Esther commanded. "Our promise of peace extend to our family as well."

"He's not Elian, Mother! He's said it himself. He's says..."

"Says what, Rebekah?"

"He says his name is Elijah." Esther's eyes widened at the name of her lost son.

"Wasn't that Elian's twin's name?" Kol asked confused. Esther ignored his question stepping up to the man chained up in front of her. It couldn't possibly be him. He should've died centuries ago. There was no way he could be Elijah. But she needed to check. She placed two fingers on his temple, trying to feel for the magic that would be there if this was her son. And if it was him, that meant Dalia was around. And that meant no one was safe. Perhaps they could work together in destroying the monsters she created in exchange for giving her back her darling Freya? Elijah might be poisoned against her, having never known her, but surely Freya would remember her and prefer to live with her over her sister.

Her eyes snapped open just as he woke with a gasp, his neck fully healed.

"It's him," Esther said in shock. "It's actually Elijah." Elijah ignored his 'mother' and turned his gaze on his younger sister.

"That want very nice, or even necessary," he said with a scowl. "Now, are you going to let me out of these chains, or do I have to do it myself?" Rebekah blinked, opening her mouth to say something, before closing it again, having nothing to say. Kol laughed.

"She's actually speechless," he says with a grin. "No ones ever done that before! You and I are going to get along great!" Elijah have him a look.

"You'll have to apologise to my sister first. Well, sisters I suppose, one because you tried to sleep with and feed from her, the other, because I don't like the way you spoke about Rebekah just then." A from spread across Rebekah's face as Kol gaped at him. Esther hid a smirk too. He may not be trustworthy having been raised by her traitorous sister, but she could tell he may have been able to keep them in line a bit more than their other older siblings could if he'd been with them as a human. Part of her mourned that chance for a second before she quelled it. It wouldn't matter for much longer, they would all be dead soon. "So, chains?" Kol shrugged and undid the chains.

"So if you're really our brother," Rebekah started, eyeing him as he checked his phone. "Where have you been for the past thousand years? How are you even still alive?"

"Magic," he simply said, slipping his phone back in his pocket. "I'll tell you when I'm sure there are no untrustworthy ears around." Rebekah scoffed, rolling her eyes.

Kol rushed forwards and snapped his neck.

"Take him up to a spare bedroom, shall I?"

"Yes, be helpful, for once," Rebekah snapped.

"Please do, Kol. Alert me once he awakens," Esther requested, much politer than her daughter.

Freya scowled after another missed call to Elijah. What on earth was he doing?!

'Or what is being done to him," Freya cursed after that thought. She tried to recall if Elijah had told her where their siblings lived in this small town. 'He probably has,' she thought before remembering that it was on the stretch of road by the forest that Elijah said would have been avoided by Klaus for being too obvious. She smirked to herself as she remembered the look on his face as he'd seen the forest on Google Images, cross between a scowl and a pout at having been wrong.

Freya ran towards the address they'd been given. It was a 2 story white house with a long winding drive way and trees planted walking it with an archway leading in. Freya listened carefully. 7 heartbeats. 1 faster than the rest, one fluctuating, 4 Vampire speed and 1 slower then the rest. She's say the slowest was Elijah with his neck snapped, or otherwise temporarily incapacitated.

She walked up and knocked on the door in part worry, part nervous excitement. Now would be when they would truly become part of this family. She could feel it.

Rebekah answered the knock on the door with a glare to see a dark blonde haired woman with dark green eyes.

"It's 12:30 in the morning, why knock now?!" she exclaimed.

"Really, Rebekah, you'd think you'd be a little less rude when faced with the older sister you've never even met. I'm Freya. If say it's nice to meet you, sister, but as it is, I believe you have my brother here against his will, if the currently dead status is any indication." Rebekah just shook her head incredulously. First mother, then the brother and sister who died before she was even born. What in the hell was the world coming too?