Rebekah wakes up and changes into a Lulu Lemon outfit. It's still summer, and that means New Orleans is boiling. Her phone rings and she sees that it's her friend Davina. "Hey Davina, what's up?" Davina details how they're all going to the mall. Rebekah tries, not really, to convince them to go tomorrow. "We can't Rebekah. We all have to go today. Now are you coming or not?" Rebekah contemplates her choices. She has three other siblings that will pick Kol up. "I'll be there. Noon right?" Davina confirms this and Rebekah hangs up. This will be good.
Rebekah skips down the stairs and Elijah doesn't care to notice. "Rebekah, I have to get work, I trust you'll be ready to pick up Kol for 1." Rebekah doesn't want Elijah to talk her out of going to the mall, "Yes, Elijah. We'll all be there." Elijah walks out while Freya is out.
On the plane, I'm is talking with one of the stewardesses. "So we have the necessary equipment in case anything goes wrong p, Mr. Mikaelson." I thanks the stewardess and try to relax in the first class seat. Aunt Dahlia insisted. She has a pretty good job. She's the senior Vice President of Wesfarmers. It's a really big company here down under. They do retail, chemical, fertilizers, coal mining. and industrial and safety products. I interned there before. But the chemo mads it to hard to continue. She did say I could continue after I'm healthy again. It may not be super glamours, but I do like it. And we're not like those Americans on reality tv. We're more comfortable than they are. Auntie also isn't all about luxury. We don't live in a huge mansion, because we don't need it. Whatever. Anyway, during the plane ride I've been making eyes with a brunette across the aisle. She's pretty cute.
"Hey, I'm Kol." I introduce myself. She does the same, "I'm Katerine." We talk for a while. It turns out she's just going to New Orleans because she has a layover. She's headed to Sofia Bulgaria. It's her family, including a twin sister Elena, live. I raise my eyebrows "Twins?" She rolls her eyes. "Yes twins. And don't get any ideas." This girl seems like she knows how to have a good time.
I snicker at her mind reading. "But come on, everyone likes twins." She nods her head in agreement.
Freya is hanging out with her best friend Keelin at Russoues. "You know Thierry won't be happy if I ditch him today. It's supposed to be our day today." Freya protests. She really likes Thierry and she wants to spend all the time with him that she can before he has to go back to Baton Rouge. Keelin shrugs, "Your mom did tell you that you have to be at the airport. Also while we're on the topic, I can't believe you never told me you had another brother." Freya looks down. "I know it might sound terrible but, Kol is just…he's not from a great part of my life. A part I'd rather forget." Freya confesses. Keelin's eyes widen. She really didn't know about Kol, or much about Freya's life before they became friends. "Well maybe you should try with Kol. Be there." Freya sighs, not getting the encouragement she wanted. "But Thierry's only here for the day. And Kol will be here a long time." Keelin shakes her head in disagreement. "You're right. I should go spend time with Thierry. Besides, the rest of my siblings will pick him up. I can spend time with him later. Thanks Keelin." Freya leaves a twenty on the counter and takes off.
Elijah is working in his office regarding some business in their Stolkholm office. He's been finding it hard to concentrate so he asks Siri to play a song. She chooses Payphone by Maroon 5.
I'm at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone? Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
Yeah, I, I know it's hard to remember
The people we used to be...
It's even harder to picture,
That you're not here next to me.
You say it's too late to make it,
But is it too late to try?
And in our time that you wasted
All of our bridges burned down
I've wasted my nights,
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed.
Still stuck in that time
When we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise
I'm at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone? Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
If "Happy Ever After" did exist,
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
All those fairy tales are full of it.
One more fucking love song, I'll be sick.
One more stupid love song, I'll be sick
Oh, you turned your back on tomorrow
'Cause you forgot yesterday.
I gave you my love to borrow,
But you just gave it away.
You can't expect me to be fine,
I don't expect you to care
I know I've said it before
But all of our bridges burned down.
I've wasted my nights,
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed.
Still stuck in that time
When we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise.
I'm at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone? Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
If "Happy Ever After" did exist,
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
All those fairy tales are full of it.
One more fucking love song, I'll be sick.
One more stupid love song, I'll be sick
Now I'm at a payphone
Yeah, yeah, now baby don't hang up,
So I can tell you what you need to know,
Baby I'm begging you just please don't go,
So I can tell you what you need to know
Man, fuck that shit
I'll be out spending all this money
While you're sitting round wondering
Why it wasn't you who came up from nothing,
Made it from the bottom
Now when you see me I'm stunning,
And all of my cars start with a push of a button
Telling me the chances I blew up
Or whatever you call it,
Switch the number to my phone
So you never could call it,
Don't need my name on my shirt,
You can tell it I'm ballin.
Swish, what a shame could have got picked
Had a really good game but you missed your last shot
So you talk about who you see at the top
Or what you could have saw but sad to say it's over for.
Phantom pulled up valet open doors
Wiz like go away, got what you was looking for
Now it's me who they want, so you can go and take
That little piece of shit with you.
I'm at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone? Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
If "Happy Ever After" did exist,
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
All those fairy tales are full of it.
One more fucking love song, I'll be sick.
One more stupid love song, I'll be sick
Now I'm at a payphone...
And as always, Elijah quietly sings along. He loves Maroon 5, not that he would ever admit it. His siblings would torture him if they knew he liked a pop band.
Elijah has worked through his problem and is back on track. He looks at the picture he has of his family on his desk. The reason he put it there was because his father had insisted. He likes it now though. It reminds him what's anchoring him. He thinks about Kol. Things have always complicated with the Mikaelson's. Who would expect any less? But things before, were really complicated. He feels bad about his relationship with his youngest brother. Elijah is just really not sure on how to fix it. Lucien walks in after briefly knocking.
"Mr. Mikaelson, you have a conference call with Sintra." Elijah checks the time. "My father made sure I have the afternoon off." Elijah tells the new guy. He actually finds Lucien pretty annoying, partially due to the fact that he keeps hitting on both of his sisters, one of which is underage.
"Your father is very busy so you have to handle this. Unless of course, you'd like me too." Lucien offers. Elijah resists glaring. "I'll be right there." Elijah walks out of his office. The rest of his family will pick up Kol. He's only not going because he can't. His family will handle it.
Klaus is at the food court at the mall. He's just hanging out with a couple of his football buddies, Shen and Gregor. He's not really close with either of them, but they're going over strategy. Klaus is starting senior year and he's been the quarter back for three years. He's also captain of the team. Gregor and Shen are good players, but he would usually go over this sort of thing with his best friends like Sean or Marcel. But Sean is still angry at him for giving the warning of not risking major social humiliation. And Marcel, Marcel hasn't really been a friend to Klaus as of late. Klaus took Marcel under his wing when he was sophomore and Marcel was a freshman. But Marcel has gotten too cocky. He thinks he could actually surpass Klaus Mikaelson. The Klaus Mikaelson. And unlike his siblings, Klaus actually forgot that Kol was coming in. He's gotten good putting his little brother out of his mind.
Louis Armstrong New Orleans International Airport
My plane had gotten into the airport about an hour ago. I've been sitting outside against a concert wall waiting for someone to pick me up. It's been a while. A silver mini van drives up and meets a middle aged couple a girl, I can only assume it's their daughter, with whitish blonde hair. They've been waiting for about ten minutes I think. The family starts to load their luggage in when the girl looks over to me. Well, I think she looks over to me. She jogs over to me in my waiting area. "Hey, you've been waiting here for a while. Are you okay?" She asks. I just nod my head. "You sure?" I sigh, "Well my family was supposed to pick me up, it's been over an hour so, I'm starting to doubt they're coming." I tell her honesty.
"Wait here." She tells me. I shrug in a where am I going to go? way. She talks to her parents and jogs back over. "Come on. Up." I give her a curious look. "We're driving you." I shake my head, "I can't let you do that."
I resist. The girl just stares at me. "Listen I know I'm nice to look at, but it's rude to stare." I comment. She blushes and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear in a rather cute manner. "Listen, unless you're family is coming, you might just be here a while. And my parents don't mind. I mean, I don't mind either I'm just saying, they don't sp, yeah." The girl stumbles to a kind of rough landing. She actually seems really shy. Quiet. Just my type. I nod at her and a smile breaks through. I pick up my stuff and she helps transport my bags to the back of their van.
"It's nice to meet you, I'm Rob Marcial. This is my wife, Mary." I meet the parents and the girl's older sister who picked them up, Marissa. She had kind of a more golden blonde hair than her younger sister. The girl and I climb into the back and I give Mr. Marcial the address and we start driving. "I'm Karin." I turn to her as she introduces herself. "Kol, Kol Mikaelson." I try to say with as little amount of hoarseness as I can. But I just start coughing roughly.
"Hey are you okay?" Karin asks. She has a worried look on her face. Huh, she's just met me and she actually seems to care.
"Yeah I'm alright." My coughing takes a few more moments to calm down. "Really?" I can see that concern is written all over her face as she slightly coils to the side. "Don't worry I don't have a cold or anything. I have cancer." The entire car goes silent and all we can hear is Blake Shelton on the radio. "Laryngeal Cancer if you want to be specific." I breath out with a scratchy throat.
Karin raises her hand, "Leukimia." I stare at her in shock. I did meet a lot of kids during chemo, I just haven't seen them in a while. "I just got my diagnosis. My dad's actually an Oncologist." He smiles lightly in the mirror.
"I was diagnosed five months ago. I'm starting school soon." She smiles, "Do you have any tips?"
I hesitate and tell her, full of wisdom of course, "In good time." She giggles lightly. Jeez, what is it with this girl? She's so, adorable.
"So, we'll see each other again?" She questions just a little quietly. I nod at her, smiling. We continue driving when Marissa asks if I'd like their help moving in. "No that's okay. You've already been be generous." I resist. But Mrs. Marcial, who insists I call her Mary, insists on helping me. She says that it's the right thing to do.
We pull up to the house and we climb out. I look up at the compound, "Zip code sweet zip code." I remark. "I gathered you lived in Australia." Karin admits. Oh that's right, I adopted an Aussie accent. My Aunt Dahlia doesn't have one, but the rest of us do. I guess one more thing to separate me from my "family."
"Well I do, but I'm staying with my family for a while." I tell her. That's all she really needs to know. "So, this is your home?" She says, but it's more of a question. We grab a couple of my bags as we walk in. "This is my parents house. It was never my home." She quiets down after that. Too soon to talk about that. Like, way too soon.
Since I don't know what room I'm in, we just put my bags in the front room. They still have the fountain.
"Thanks for everything. I really appreciate it."
"Hey, we were wondering which hospital you're being admitted too." The shy girl tells me. I grin in a cheeky smile at her, "Ochner Medical Center. I go tomorrow." Her smile grows. "Me too. That's where my dad works. He's keeping me there for a while. Even before chemo." Her dad kind of seems like the protective kind.
"So, I'll meet you there?" She blushes and nods, giving me her number before dashing out. I grin, and then remember where I am. I look back around.
A six year old Kol is sitting on a wooden bench. He's drenched with a long slash on his cheek. He's been given a phone to use to call Dahlia. "Auntie? Something really bad happened."