Previously in Kings & Queens of NOLA, Marcel had some tough time thinking of Davina unconscious, as Camille tried cheering him up. The connection that Rebekah and Marcel shared was pretty big, as they thought of each other and Rebekah began to doubt that peeking into Camille's business, using Sophie's help was a good idea. Klaus and Hayley shared a moment as Klaus took care of her, after her fall and some jealousy stroke up as Klaus continues his little adventure with Genevieve. Klaus confronted the werewolves in the bayou about Hayley's fallout as Hayley, Davina and Rebekah shared what they found out. In the end, Genevieve swore not to let Rebekah and Hayley get in her way again as she cast a spell on Marcel and Camille. In this chapter, the interrogation Klaus wants with Davina will take a slight turn of direction, thanks to Hayley as Sophie and Rebekah are on the lookout for Genevieve, who is nowhere to be found and Marcel is dealing with his own problems after yet another night with Camille. Marcel and Klaus will make some very important and yet unpleasant (to Rebekah and Hayley) decisions.

Important: (I would just like to point out something about Camille. I know that she may seem a little out of character in this story but this is just how I like her to be in this. I like her on the show, but I just write her differently in this story and not like the good girl. So, just so you know, the Camille O'Connell in my story has a different personality, not exactly like the one on the show. She is like a cross between Genevieve and Mary Sue.) Enjoy and please review for more. Long May They Reign!

Klaus' POV

I heard from the servants around the Abattoir that the little witch had woken up. I smirked at all the ideas in my head, which would convince her to talk. There were plenty of ways and I was sure for once that Davina was hiding something. I slowly made my way upstairs and stopped right outside her room. I thought about calling Marcellus over to help me but I knew that this early in the morning, he would be busy. I knew that it would be very leader like of me to just burst through the door and demand answers to my questions but it would only anger Davina and it would get me nowhere. Today was the day that I decided not to be too harsh on her. On the contrary. I had to act as friendly as possible, even though she inflicted pain on me multiple times. I raised my hand and turned it into a fist, ready to knock when I heard a couple of hurried steps. I stopped my hand and looked to my side to see Hayley standing there, widened at something as she watched my fist, go back to my side. I smirked as I watched her look at me a little uncomfortable. She had been doing a lot of that lately. I wondered why she would.

"Hi." Hayley whispered at last with a smile and I continued smirking. "Hello, love. How did you sleep?" "Fine. I was wondering if I could talk to you." Hayley said, straightening up her face and crossing her arms over her chest. I looked surprised at that and turned away from the door. "Really? And what would you like to talk to me about?" Hayley started playing with her fingers and finally stepped over, grabbing my arm and tugging me away from the door. "I think it would be best if we go outside and…talk." Hayley finally stated and I looked at her as though she had grown another head. What was up with her this morning? I knew that pregnant women get cranky and have some personality issues but this was getting out of hand. Hayley had never behaved this way around me, but I kind of liked it and I planned on teasing her about it later. Then, I remembered why I was actually on this floor. I looked back at Davina's door and took Hayley's hands in mine. "I would love to have a chat with you, little wolf, but as you can see, I have an interrogation to plan." Hayley frowned slightly. "You aren't serious are you? Just leave the poor girl alone and come with me. I need to speak to you." I was pleasantly surprised with her necessity to speak to me. Frankly, I had been waiting quite a long time for this moment. I was hoping we would be talking about our unborn daughter, as with Elijah around, we never really had a chance to talk. I could remember the days when Hayley used to do to my big brother's side and talk to him about the baby, as we continued to ignore one another. Now, things have changed and I was sure no one would take my role in the baby's life ever again.

I could hear Davina yawning in her room and I knew how tired she must still be, despite having woken up the other day. Genevieve had never told me about the side effects that this girl would have from the potion as soon as she would wake. Speaking of that, I hadn't seen Genevieve around today. Then, I remembered Hayley standing there with her arms crossed. "Please, come with me, Klaus. We really need to speak." Without another word, she turned and walked away. I immediately followed her and I somehow knew that was what she wanted me to do. As I reached her side, she flashed me an adorable smile which I somehow enjoyed.

Rebekah's POV

"Un-bloody-believable!" I exclaimed that morning with a frown on my face. I had called Sophie and asked her to meet me at Rousseau's as soon as possible. I had searched every single inch of the Abattoir that morning and hadn't seen that witch anywhere. Genevieve had gone missing and I was in no mood for games. Sophie finally arrived and it looked like she had a headache. "What the hell happened, Rebekah? You have no idea what I had to endure this morning. My head hurts really badly. Why did you drag me all the way here?" she asked and I saw something outside at that moment. It was my good for nothing brother, Niklaus and he was walking on the streets with none other than Hayley. I smirked as I knew that she was following the plan and distracting him from Davina, just as we planned. "Rebekah, just fill me in, please!" Sophie exclaimed and I told her everything I knew. "Genevieve is gone and we need to find her, like now! She holds some very dangerous information and from what Hayley had told me, she had betrayed us and moved to Niklaus and Marcel's side." I exclaimed at her.

Somehow and I don't know how, Sophie looked completely unsurprised. "I told you that you shouldn't have brought her in on this, Rebekah. Now, we have another big problem on our hands. Not to mention that I kind of need Hayley's pack to be prepared and ready to fight by the next full moon." Sophie said and I looked a little shocked. "What do you mean? What's going to happen on the full moon?" "What do you think is going to happen? We're going to attack and take New Orleans from Marcel and Klaus, that's what's going to happen. My witches are ready to get in power. Is Hayley ready with her pack? Have you talked to her about it?" I nodded and said, "The Crescents are nowhere near as ready as they should be by now." "And why is that?" Sophie asked, angrily, slamming her fists on the table. I shrugged and poured myself a good drink. "I hate it when things don't go the way the plan said it should." Sophie mumbled, getting herself a drink too. Finally, I stood up from my seat and grabbed my coat. "I am going out to find that good for nothing witch. She couldn't have left New Orleans and we have some things we need to talk about. You're coming with me to help look for her." I demanded and Sophie groaned as she stood up to get her own coat. We walked out of there together on another mission.

Marcel's POV

I heard a sweet mumble as I woke up in the morning and looked at the woman in my bed. It was none other than Camille. Her blonde hair shone in the morning sunlight as she stretched on the bed and opened her eyes to look into mine. She smiled and looked around the place as if she were expecting to find something. "Cami." I greeted her with a smile as she lay back on the bed and rested her head against my chest. She had that kind of smile on her face. That kind of smile she always had when she succeeded in something. And yeah! We did succeed last night even though this was becoming a very tempting habit. She was oblivious to the things that were around her and I liked her a lot. She was refreshing! After everything that I had been through when it came to romance with Rebekah, I needed someone like her at the moment. "We had a wonderful night." Camille whispered to me and I smiled back at her, kissing her. "Don't we always?" She nodded and I stood up, Cami wrapping her arms around me, excited. I didn't know what had gotten into her. She was acting very…unlike herself. "Are you alright?" I asked her and she looked at me again with that smile on her face. "I think that we should talk." She said.

To tell the truth, I was a little surprised when I heard her say that. We haven't had a talk like this for quite some time. All we did was drink a couple of shots and come back to her apartment, getting soaked up in the passion. Talking was the last thing on our minds. But now, here it came and I was curious. "What? You have something you would like to share with the class?" Marcel asked and wiggled his eyebrows, making Camille blush. Then, she regained herself with a smile and said, "I want to talk about your ex-girlfriend, Rebekah." That made me snap. "What about Rebekah?" I asked and she just shrugged. "The way you fawn over her." I started laughing at that and shook my head, even though I was sure on the inside that there was still something between Rebekah and I that we still haven't sorted out. "Cami, you're not getting jealous over Rebekah are you?" Cami shook her head and put on a pouty face saying, "I just want to make sure that what we have is real and that I am the only woman that you want to be with." "Why would you have doubts about that?" I asked, caressing her glowing face as she smiled at me, but I recognized it to be a sort of fake smile. I was beginning to worry about her. Camille was never the type of woman to be this insecure and we had only begun our relationship a couple of weeks ago. "You know, why would I be here with you if I still had feelings for Rebekah? Tell me." I tried to make her feel better and I succeeded. She looked like she thought about it and then she smiled and nodded. "Yes, I see your point. Okay, then. I am just saying that we have been spending wonderful times together and I want us to be on the same page. This isn't just plain no-strings attached sex. This is real. You have to be fully committed to what we are trying to build here and I know you've wanted this for a long time." Cami whispered and kissed me. I kissed her back and removed some hair from her face as she still looked flushed from last night. She was right. I had a crush on Camille since the first day I met. I saw her as the perfect queen material after my romance with Rebekah was gone. Now, I had gotten her, but I was not sure that what I felt for Rebekah had completely disappeared. "Of course." I nodded and she smiled again at me, this time it was a real smile. She sighed and got up from the bed. "I better go take a shower. I have a long day ahead of me and I could use a good shower." Cami giggled.

I heard the water running as I lay back on her bed, lost in thought. Then, I heard the water stop and a big groan that could only mean that someone was puking. I rushed to the bathroom and found Camille there, over the toilet and clutching her stomach. She was throwing up and I had no idea how to help her. I held up her hair and she continued to let it out. I knew that there was something wrong with her. Have I caused her any pain? It was time I found out!

Hayley's POV

My plan was simple. I had to get Klaus as far away from the compound so that he would forget about interrogating Davina. There was no way of knowing what techniques he would use. "So, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about, love?" Klaus asked as we walked on the streets of New Orleans. My heart stopped right there and I realized that I hadn't really planned this good enough. What was really important? The baby? The baby was just fine. There was nothing wrong with her. I clutched my stomach and Klaus noticed this, stopping me. "Is it the baby? Hayley, tell me!" he said urgently and I shook my head, smiling at his concern for our child. "No. There is nothing that you should be worried about. Everything is fine with the baby. Something else is worrying me." I explained and bit my lip. Come on, Hayley! Think of something! You are being ridiculous! Finally, I got it and I turned around to face him as he raised an eyebrow in confusion. I crossed my hands over my chest. "It's about Genevieve!"

Klaus smirked a little when he heard that and I wondered why. Was he really enjoying her company that much? "What is it, little wolf? What about her?" he asked and I continued. "I just don't feel comfortable having her around that much. I don't even understand what her connection with you is. Why is she here?" I asked and pretended like I had no idea where she came from and who brought her here. "She's here for me, little wolf. She's a very faithful witch to me and I give her several tasks to complete." "Is that so? I caught the two of you yesterday more like lovers than business partners, remember?" Klaus started grinning as he looked at me. I could tell that from looking out of the corner of my eye as I kept walking. "Little wolf, I don't mean to say anything but it sounds as if you're a little bit jealous." "Jealous of her? You've got to be kidding me!" "Well, there is nothing to be ashamed of, love. I mean, you have shared my bed once before. Hearing me do such things with other women must bother you? I completely understand." My mouth was wide open and I could barely contain my breathing. Was he being serious? "I don't know what you have in that head of yours, Klaus but I can assure you that I am anything but jealous at the moment. I am simply concerned with what this relationship between you and Genevieve will do to our child. I am telling you now that I don't trust that woman and I don't care what you do with her to please your sex life, but I want her as far away from me and the baby as possible. Do I make myself clear?" The tone in my voice was firm, straight up and demanding, the type that Klaus hated. He just stood there with a surprised look on his face at my reaction and said nothing. A blush was forming on my cheeks as I realized that I must have really made a fool out of myself this time. Even speaking to him was hard, considering what I was doing to conspire against him for the sake of the people in New Orleans to be at peace.

We were looking at one another for a couple more minutes and then Klaus looked away and stood up firm too, like he was no longer my friend, he was the King I was speaking to. "Let me make something clear, Hayley. I don't appreciate the tone you're using with me and the attitude that you give me regarding how I run things in the city. Makes me believe that you want me to run it the exact same way that you want, even though you have no power. Let me remind you that the child that you carry, my child, is the only thing keeping me from locking you up somewhere so I don't have to tolerate being spoken to like that." I sighed and my blush was gone. I knew that he must have been really angry at me right now and this was not what I wanted. "Klaus, listen. I…" "I don't want to hear another word. Genevieve is a personal assistant of mine and I trust her, which means that you should start to believe that I would never do anything or trust anyone that could harm my child. Genevieve is trusted." I bent my head a little; angry at myself with the way I upset him. It was not my intention. I was only trying to distract him. Well, mission accomplished, but I had to pay a small price for this! Klaus sucked in his cheeks and looked away from me, thinking for a while. "I have business to take care of, love. Get back to the compound. It's cold outside and make yourself a nice cup of tea. It should calm your nerves." He began to walk away but I placed my hands on his shoulder, making him stop. "Klaus, I'm sorry." I whispered, and he turned around his eyes softening for one moment and nodded, pushing my hands away. "Very well. And just so you know, Genevieve will soon be moving in the compound with me." My eyes looked in shock and I raised my head up to look at him. "I thought you might like to know." Klaus whispered before leaving me there alone.

Marcel's POV

Camille was looking at me desperately as she continued to puke and I helped her. "What is wrong with me?" she asked as she finally stopped and looked up at me. I felt really sorry for her. I got a cloth soaked up with cold water and wiped her face, which was now sweating. She washed her face and then sat on the toilet as I looked at her with my arms crossed over my chest. "Maybe I should call a doctor to check up on you. You haven't been yourself since you woke up, Cami." I said and before I could get to the phone, she stopped me and shook her head. "No, trust me. I am just fine. I don't need this. I just need you to be here with me. I am going to be fine." Camille said and she was still holding her stomach. I needed to help her somehow. I bit into my wrist and tried to feed her my blood. She just pushed me away. "No, I don't want that, okay?" "Why not? My blood can heal whatever problem you have, Cami. You just have to say the word and I'll give it to you." "You're being very sweet and I like that but really, there is nothing you should be worried about. I am fine." She looked really sincere as she looked into my eyes and then I sat down with her. "I feel like I am not helping you the way I should." She looked like she was thinking for a minute before smiling and saying, "I know someone who can help me. My new friend, Genevieve can. Bring her here." "Where can I find her?" "I know that she's staying somewhere at the docks. But Marcel, you must promise me that you won't tell anyone where she is okay? She has some issues going on right now and she doesn't want to be found."

At first, I thought against this. Genevieve was the one who poisoned Davina and I would not go and ask help from that one woman who had made Little D's life a living hell, but the way Cami was looking at me, she really could use some help and I was the one was she romantically involved with. I was sure to do this. I nodded at her and got dressed, ready to get to the docks. "Talk to her and take your time. I could really use some time alone now, okay?" Camille told me and I smiled nodding. She came over to me and kissed me. "I am sure that everything is okay. I just need you to get Genevieve." she explained and I nodded, heading outside. Once I got there, I got a call from Klaus who said he wanted to talk to me about business. "I have something we should be talking about, Marcel and I need you to get over to Rousseau's pronto!" I sighed. "Look, man. Cami is really sick, alright? I need to find a way to…" I remembered what Camille said about Genevieve not wanting to be seen by anyone right now. "…to find a way to cure her and I need to find some things in town." I explained and Klaus sighed. "Marcellus, what this woman is doing to you…" I growled and mumbled. "At least I have one." I sort of snapped that and he ended the call. I must have really touched a nerve, but I didn't care right now.

I ended up on the docks quite sooner than I expected and I found the one Genevieve that I was looking for. She was performing some sort of cleansing spell and looked really angry up at the sky. "Genevieve." I called out to her and she stopped what she was doing, turning around to look at me. "What are you doing here? How did you find me?" she asked, ready to leave but I stopped her. "Cami sent me! She's feeling very ill and she wanted me to find you and bring you over to her." Genevieve stopped once she heard that. "She's feeling ill?" she asked and I nodded. "I heard that you two are friends so I was hoping if you could check her out a little and help her." Genevieve looked back at the sky and growled. "I'm afraid I can't leave right now. I will have to stop by later but you tell me right now the symptoms and I will tell you what to do to cure her, only if you promise not to reveal my whereabouts, Marcel." I nodded, remembering what Cami had told me. "I will not. Cami told me not to and I understand. She just needs help." Genevieve smiled at that. "It's good that she's being such a wonderful friend to me. I haven't had one of those in ages. Now, sit down and tell me everything." Genevieve said and pointed to a chair. I started explaining to her what had happened in the morning and how she was fine and smiling until she went to the bathroom and threw up constantly. Genevieve nodded and looked like she was expecting something like this. Then she gave me the prescription I required and told me the couple of stores I needed to visit. I was desperate to help Camille right now. Klaus and his business could wait. Nothing was more important than to keep this girl on her feet.

Rebekah's POV

The one thing that I was not expecting as Sophie and I were searching for Genevieve was to get a call from Camille. She was saying that she wants to speak with me urgently. I asked what this was about because I was busy and all that she could say to me was "You'll see." "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Sophie asked me and I shook my head. "I have no idea but whatever she has to say to me, she better do it quick because I am in no mood for this." Sophie looked shocked. "Wait! You're not seriously thinking of going, right? Look, Cami hasn't been in her right mind ever since she and Marcel got together. It's like she's very possessed. It's sort of freaking me out." Sophie commented and I raised my eyebrow. "Camille is a smart girl. I don't think that she would be going nuts and especially not over Marcel." Sophie just raised her hands and sighed. "Fine! Do what you want. But don't say I didn't warn you about her, because I did!"

I rolled my eyes as I used my vampire speed to get across the road and to Cami's apartment. It wasn't far. I banged on the door loud enough for her to hear and know that I was in no mood of chatting for a long period of time. She didn't seem affected by the way I banged on the door and let me in with a smile. "How are you this morning, Rebekah?" she asked and I scoffed. "Cranky, so make this snappy. I don't have all day. What do you want?" I got right to the point and she started pouring some tea for me and I shook my head. "Suite yourself." She sipped some as I watched her and tapped my feet. I was getting very impatient with her. "Are you going to tell me what you want?" I asked and Camille nodded, finishing her tea. "I just wanted to talk to you about Marcel." I rolled my eyes but my heart leaped slightly at the sound of his name. I hadn't interacted with him since I got mad at him for accusing me of doing something behind his back in Davina's room at the compound. "Forgive me if I am not interested in talking about my ex, Cami." I replied and she said, "I understand. I just wanted you to know that what we have between us is something serious and it is going to stay that way." I would have burst out laughing if I hadn't noticed the dark circles under her eyes and realized that she was not feeling well this morning. Honestly, I wasn't feeling well either.

"That's all you have to say to me? Listen, Cami, I know very well that Marcel is in a relationship with you. I am not blind to that. I just don't know what that has to do with me. What are you trying to say here?" I asked, with a frown on my face. Camille was looking at me in an innocent way. "Oh, well then, that is all I've wanted you to know. Marcel is with me now and I feel like…well…I feel like you have a hard time getting used to it." She said and placed her hand on her belly which didn't go unnoticed by me. "I don't have a hard time, alright? I don't understand what you're saying. I am going to ask you to get to the point, Cami and stop playing games so early in the morning. Getting an Original Vampire upset is not a good thing, you know." "Is that a threat Rebekah?" she asked with a playful smile on her lips. "No, it isn't. I don't make threats to humans, Cami. You should already know that. In fact, I can't figure out why you would be so against me all of a sudden. We used to get along just fine once upon a time." "Yes, we used to. Right before you left town but some time has passed and…now I have my future to think of and the people in it and I just want to make sure that there are no more obstacles." This time, I couldn't hide my laugh as she still looked at me with that fake smile on her face. "So, let me get this straight. You see me as a threat to your relationship with Marcel? Is that what's going on here? Because I am a little confused." Camille shook her head. "No, I know that you are out of his mind and heart. He has made that crystal clear to me. I just want to know if he is out of your heart and mind as well." I stood there a little shocked by her question and she was waiting for an answer. "Yes, he is out!" I exclaimed in her face, even though that was not exactly what I wanted to say to her. I didn't want to give her that satisfaction, but I did and she gave me that smile of hers that I hated. "Good. That's all I need to know from you, Rebekah. You may depart now." She said and looked at the door, pointing at it. Now she was throwing me out. Well, good riddance! I didn't want to be here anyway. I scoffed and left the room, slamming the door after me. What was her problem this morning? I was still concerned that what I told her wasn't true. Was I seriously over Marcel or was it just my imagination?

Camille's POV

Maybe I was beginning to sound too harsh when it came to Rebekah, but if I really wanted Marcel to be mine and mine alone, I had to take some precautions and I knew Genevieve was going to help me with it. I couldn't help but giggle at the way Rebekah slammed the door shut on her way out. She was always the moody type of girl but I really hoped she meant what she said when she told me that Marcel was out of her mind and heart. Genevieve and I would take care of that. Right on cue, I was about to make myself another cup of tea when Marcel burst through the door, surprising me. I jumped into his arms and I kissed him passionately.

He looked a little surprised and pulled away, this time surprising me. "What have you been up to?" I asked him and he said, "I ran into Genevieve and she told me about these herbs that you might need. I don't know exactly what they're for but she told me for you to take them twice a day. When you wake up and before you go to bed." Marcel explained to me and took the herbs out of the bag and showed me. "Okay." I agreed, smiling. "Are you sure you should be taking these? Cami, you're human and we don't know what these could do to you. Not to mention, that I am not that fond of Genevieve. I don't trust that witch." "Well, I do and you should too because she is the one helping us through all of this with my sick dreams. She has found the perfect cure for me and my visions have stopped." "Visions?" "I mean dreams. I meant to say dreams. I don't know why I said visions." I babbled quickly. I took the herbs and put them in a drawer for safe keeping. I saw him feeling a little uneasy. "Is something bothering you?" I asked him and he nodded. "I saw Rebekah leave here. Why was she here?" he asked and I looked stumped. "Oh, I just asked her to come over so we can talk about some girl stuff." Marcel nodded and then said, "Just please promise me that you'll keep me informed on when she stops by here." "Why?" I asked, bitterly. "I just…want to stay away." he mumbled and his answer pleased me. This was exactly what I had wanted to hear. "Of course." I told him and he still didn't look that happy but nonetheless, I heard him say. "I want to protect you, Cami. I really do and you have to offer me the chance to do so." Marcel said, getting up and cupping my cheeks. "I know. I am giving you the chance to help me through this. You have helped a lot, Marcel. You don't need to feel any more stress." "I want you to move in the compound with me." He told me and I looked shocked but happy. "You want me to move in with you? Are you sure about that? There are lots of people who live there and you know we won't be able to have some intimacy if I move there. If I stay here, you can come whenever you want and we can have all the intimacy we need." "I know, but I would feel much safer if you came with me." Marcel insisted and finally, I accepted. What was I to do? It was Genevieve's idea and I wasn't going to disobey her.

Hayley's POV

I was really against going back to the Abattoir. There were some things that I just had to do first. I ran into the bayou as deep as I could. My overgrown belly wasn't allowing me to run so much so I stopped and walked slowly, rubbing my stomach. "Everything is going to be okay, sweetie. Mommy is going to protect you…and so will daddy." I whispered, even though I knew how much this plan I created with Rebekah, Davina and Sophie was going to dent my relationship with Klaus. We had just started to get to know each other better, to learn to work together. We were good friends and I could tell that he trusted me with his life, which meant more to me than anything else, but why wasn't that enough for me to trust him? Was I too afraid of my new found feelings for him? Was I too afraid that he would find out what Rebekah and I have been planning behind his back? Maybe I was. Part of me wanted for this plan to never be put into action and just forget about it, but little did I know, it was too late to back out of it.

"Hayley!" Eve exclaimed when I finally reached the part of the bayou where the Crescent Werewolves, my pack were staying. I smiled at her and hugged her. She hugged me back, surprisingly. "Wait a minute! Aren't you mad at me, at us for what happened? It is our fault that you passed out, Hayley. We should have known better, especially that you're pregnant with this miracle baby." "I forgive you, and anyway, I didn't pass out because of you guys. It was just because of this pregnancy. I feel like I've been pregnant for years. I can't wait till I pop this little one out." I mumbled with a smile and Eve smiled too. "We will all be supporting you when it happens. I also hope that I can have your forgiveness for trying to disobey you and Rebekah for the thing we craved most, New Orleans. I understand the plan now. We all do and we will stand by you, Hayley when you take over. We will do it your way with peace raining down on this city at last and enough of this foolish ruling of Klaus Mikaelson and Marcel Gerard." Eve said and the other werewolves agreed. I smiled, even though my heart told me something was wrong.

"Why have you come here, our Queen?" a werewolf asked and I looked away. I hated being called Queen but as Davina told me, I needed to get used to being called that. Like it or not, I was the true Queen of the Crescent Wolves. "I have come here because Rebekah and Sophie want to know if the plan is still going strong." I told them and then said, "The next full moon is drawing near and we need to have the plan ready to be put into action by then." Eve nodded and looked back at Jackson and Oliver who has their hands crossed over their chests. They had something to tell me. I had a good feeling that was the case. "Is there something you want to tell me?" I asked and Eve nodded. "You should know that we are ready." Jackson responded and I frowned. "Ready for what?" "Ready to fight! Better tell that to your Sophie girl. When the full moon comes, we attack and she better have that potion she promised us ready." I nodded and looked troubled. They were ready. Well, one thing was for sure. I wasn't ready.

Klaus' POV

It had taken Marcel a lot of time to get to Rousseau's and I was angry that he had disobeyed me and hadn't come quicker. He rushed in there, looking like he was crazed up from other things that have happened. I rolled my eyes as I started my second drink. He sat down next to me, without speaking and ordering himself a drink too. We decided to give each other a couple of moments to think about what was troubling us. All I could think of was Hayley. Why was it so hard for her to trust me to do the right thing? I have done nothing but prove to her that I am involved in my own child's life and I've proven to her that I care about her. What more could she possibly want from me? I had a reputation to uphold. I couldn't give that up.

"Are you going to tell me why you brought me here?" Marcel asked and I smirked. "I am surprised that you forgot to mention Genevieve's whereabouts to me." "You found her?" "She came to the Abattoir on her own and it is where she will be staying from now on. I need her." I told him and Marcel nodded. "She helped me heal Cami. I invited her to come to the Abattoir too." "Do you think that's wise? You will have to protect her with your life, Marcellus." I told him, reminding him that Camille was not a supernatural being, just a simple human girl. "I take full responsibility." Marcel said and I nodded, taking another sip of my drink. "Then let's have a small get together for them. You know, just a couple of friends to come over and host a banquet in honor of Genevieve and Camille joining us." "I am sure Rebekah and Hayley would be thrilled." Marcel groaned and took another sip of his drink. "You let me handle them." "If we do this, then we can expect quite some catfights at the Abattoir. Think carefully." Marcel told me and I shrugged. "I've already made up my mind and told Hayley that Genevieve will be coming to live with us. There is nothing to worry about. I have everything under control."

"So, are we really going to host this banquet?" Marcel took another beer and gulped it down as I smirked at him. He really needed some timeout from all the stress with Camille. "Of course and it will give us the chance to explore things a little more, and make sure that we are on the same page. I know what you used to think of me, Marcel and I promise you that I am going to try and make things right for all of us to enjoy New Orleans in peace. No more fighting between us, old friend. We have both decided to rule this city together and to do so, we must collaborate as one. No secrets and no disagreements that could lead to wars. We are in this together and we have each other's backs. What do you say?" I was making him a very tempting offer because I didn't want to lose Marcel as a partner, as a friend and as a son. We were both Kings who would learn to co-exist with one another and learn to work together, just as we used to, 100 years ago before the downfall with my father. I would not agree to Genevieve's plan to go against Marcel by building my own army. I would never betray Marcel again. I would never betray a member of the family. I know what it's like to live with that regret in your heart.

Davina's POV

My room was getting all heated up and the only thing I could think of was getting some fresh air. I stood up from the bed and walked outside of my room. I could see men walking around and stacking boxes everywhere. What was going on? It looked like some people were moving in. What was this about? I walked closer and saw all kinds of lady-like things. Maybe these were for Rebekah or Hayley but I wasn't sure. Maybe for the future princess but the clothes brought in were way too big as well for someone as little and fragile as her.

As if I was expecting it, I didn't look the least bit surprised to find Genevieve and Camille in the Abattoir, talking in secret. I knew that I had to learn everything they were talking about and report back to my friends. I moved in closer and listened in. I hated to do this to Cami because she was my friend too, which is why I couldn't understand why she had chosen to be so close to Genevieve all of a sudden. Was Genevieve really helping her that much? "I did it!" Camille exclaimed, excited. "No, we did it. Don't forget that you couldn't have done this without my spell last night. When Marcel came over to me and explained how you fell ill, I knew at once that it had worked. Congratulations!" Genevieve was telling Camille with a sly smile. "You know, I hate to hide this forever. I have to tell Marcel the truth and tell him is what I will do." "Do not rush. He will not believe you at first. Remember that this is your own little miracle. Something like this can never happen but it did with you, with my help." "What about the spell? Was it really that dangerous?" "Yes, it was. This is why I ran to the docks this day and decided to do a cleansing spell and ask for forgiveness from my ancestors. When the truth is revealed, they will not take it so lightly." "Which is why I have to tell Marcel soon, really soon." "You'll get the chance to, Camille. Tonight at the banquet Klaus is hosting. You'll get the chance."

I frowned when I heard all of this. What was going on? What had Genevieve and Camille been planning all along? What were they going to achieve? What did Marcel have to know so desperately? I had to inform someone about this at once. I knew for sure that whatever Genevieve did was not good, otherwise she wouldn't need a cleansing spell and bed for forgiveness. I turned around and headed back to my room.