After Aunt Rebekah, Hayley and I got back home, Dad threw the bodies onto a small pile of bodies in the front courtyard while he scolded the three of us for our behavior, "This is why I told you never to leave the house." He turned to look at Hayley, "Werewolves are banned in the Quarter. I had a plan, and your little nighttime stroll put it all in peril."
We heard a moan for behind him. There was one still alive so Aunt Rebekah started to walked up to him. "Leave him!" Dad snapped and Aunt Rebekah stopped. I slightly jumped from his yelling and Hayley wrapped her arm around me.
"You've done enough, don't you think? Leaving a trail of bodies like a road map to my door?" Dad said to Aunt Rebekah.
"If I hadn't overheard this lot bragging about werewolf heads, everyone here would be screwed," Aunt Rebekah said. "And don't give me that crap about having a plan. You've had all the time in the world to execute a plan, and no one's seen you do a damn thing! Elijah made a deal to protect your child, so that it could save you from your selfish, rotten self. But you obviously don't give a damn about either of your children or Elijah, because what have you done to honor it?"
"I have done everything," Dad said. "Let me spell it out for you, shall I? From the day I arrived, Marcel hasn't trusted me. From Day One, he's had his vampires ingest toxic vervain which, as you know, little sister, protects them from my mind control. I needed a spy, someone on the inside with me who Marcel would never suspect. So, I created a Day Zero and got there first. Marcel had just lost six vampires, thanks to your little murder spree, and he needed new recruits. So, I made the new one mine, before he'd had even a drop of vervain."
He smirked, "But we all know the real way to a man is through his heart, so . . ." I knew who he was talking about. My eyes grew slightly wide. "Cami," I whispered and Dad heard so he nodded.
I shook my head and Dad turned to the pile, "And this one." He grabbed the vampire that was still alive from the pile, "I'm gonna drain him of vervain." He grabbed him by the jacket and dragged him toward the house, "Compel him to believe his mates found religion and moved to Utah, so that he can explain to Marcel why he lost three more vampires tonight."
Aunt Rebekah, Hayley and I followed Dad into the house. He let go of the vampire and turned to us, "Does anyone have any more questions?" We didn't answered. "No? Good, because I have a question. Hayley, what were you doing in the bloody French Quarter in the first place?" Hayley didn't answered and Dad got angry, "Answer me!"
"Leave her be," Aunt Rebekah said calmly as Hayley stepped up, "You wanna know what I was doing? I was buying poison, so I could put your little baby out of its misery." Dad ran at her with vampire speed and pined her to the door by the neck. She gasped for air.
"Dad! Let go of her!" I said as Aunt Rebekah said, "Nik! NIK!" She ran at Dad with vampire speed, pushing him off of Hayley and grabbed him by the shoulders. Hayley coughed and massaged her throat as I rubbed her back to calm her down and helped her catch her breath.
"Keep your hands off her! She is pregnant, for God's sake! All of this bluster about not wanting the child, and then the second she tells you she's ready to get rid of it?" Aunt Rebekah asked.
Dad looked at Hayley and then at me as I walked up to him. "It's okay to care. It's okay to want something," I grabbed his hand. "That's all Uncle Elijah was trying to do, all he's ever wanted for you." Aunt Rebekah put her hand on my shoulder, "All we've ever wanted."
Dad calmed down but reeling from being confronted with his feelings so he sat down on the stairs. Aunt Rebekah sat beside him. "I gave Elijah to Marcel," Dad spoke after a moment of silence. My eyes grew wide and Aunt Rebekah looked at him, "What?"
"Marcel was nervous. It's bad enough one Original returned to town, but two? His crew was getting antsy. He wanted Elijah gone, so . . . I gave him a peace offering," Dad explained. Tears where in my eyes and I fight them from letting them slip. "You bartered our brother?" Aunt Rebekah asked, tears in her eyes. "Dad, how could you that?" I asked.
"I have a plan," Dad started. "Gain Marcel's trust, dismantle his empire, honor Elijah's wish that that baby be born. I am executing that plan the only way I know how. If you don't like it." He looked at Hayley's side, "There's the door." He looked at my Aunt and as he got up he said to her, "See if I care."
With that he walked away, leaving me, Aunt Rebekah and Hayley alone. I shook my head, disappointed at my Dad. Aunt Rebekah leaned back as she sighed.
... ...
Aunt Rebekah and I sat on the back porch of the house when Hayley came out and joined us. "I know you guys don't know me very well . . . But thanks. I appreciate what you did in there," Hayley said and I gave her a small smile.
"Us girls have got to look out for each other," Aunt Rebekah said, wrapping her arm around me and I rested my head on her shoulder. Hayley looked at my Aunt, "What is it with you two? You say you hate him, but the way you deal with him, it's so clear. Even when you hate him, you still love him."
"I guess when you spend a thousand years with someone, deciding to quit them is like losing a part of yourself. But sometimes the hate is just . . . so powerful," Aunt Rebekah said. "Emil wasn't the only boyfriend of mine that Klaus killed. He did it again, and again, and every time I found someone to care about. He just kept doing it until, finally, I stopped falling in love. He said he was protecting me from my mistakes, that no one was ever good enough for his little sister. Until one day, someone was."
"If you know Marcel has Elijah, why don't you just get him back yourself?" Hayley asked. "Because, if I cross my brother, there's still a coffin downstairs with my name on it," Aunt Rebekah said.
Hayley looked at me and gave me a small smile before she reached down and retrieved something wrapped in cloth. She unfolded it and revealed the two silver daggers.
"Is that the daggers?" I asked and Aunt Rebekah looked at them. "Oh, my god," She said. "Yeah," Hayley replied and then looked at my Aunt, "I found them under your coffin." Aunt Rebekah looked at her. "So, if a couple of antique steak knives were the only things stopping you from getting Elijah back, then here you go."
Hayley offered the daggers to Aunt Rebekah, who took them in slight awe. I smiled and my Aunt looked at me and then at Hayley and she smiled. Hayley smiled back and Aunt Rebekah looked back at me, "Let's get your Uncle back." I grinned and nodded.
... ...
Aunt Rebekah and I walked to a restaurant that she told me Marcel would be on his date. She swing wide open the doors and busted inside with me following behind her.
"Dawn, nice to see you again," Marcel said, smirking at me and I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms across my chest. "You lied to me. Where's my brother?" Aunt Rebekah snapped.
"Hello to you, too. Cami, Rebekah, Dawn - Dawn, Rebekah, Cami," Marcel introduced. "I see you still have a thing for blondes," Aunt Rebekah said, nodding her head to Cami.
"Hey -"
Cami was cut off by Aunt Rebekah grabbing Marcel by the neck and vampire speeds him across the room, slamming him against the wall. "Tell me where Elijah is," Aunt Rebekah said.
Cami stood up, "What the hell is going on?" She asked, scared. "It's okay," I whispered to her. "Tell me where he is or I will kill you!" Aunt Rebekah snapped at Marcel.
Marcel stared at her, "No, you won't," He said. Aunt Rebekah backed off, releasing him. "Perhaps you're right," She said. After a moment of silence, she vamp-speeds over to Cami and pined her by the throat against the wall.
"But I will kill her," Aunt Rebekah said. I shook my head slightly at her, telling her not to. "Let her go," Marcel said and took a few steps towards us. "You won. I'll take you two to see Elijah."
Aunt Rebekah glanced at me and I nodded to her to release Cami. Rebekah glanced back at Marcel and waited another moment, then released Cami, who gasped for air.
"What the hell are you people?" Cami asked. Marcel gently took her by the shoulders, "Shh, it's okay." He looked at her in the eyes and compelled her, "Go home, forget all this, and just know that I will make it up to you. I promise."
Then, he looked at Aunt Rebekah and me, "You wanna see Elijah? Fine. Follow me." He walked out and Rebekah wrapped her arm around my shoulder, "Come on," She said and we followed Marcel out, leaving Cami alone.
It didn't took us long, we got to the St. Anne's church and went to an attic. Marcel opened the door and entered and I followed him. I spotted Uncle Elijah's coffin, "Rebekah," I whispered and she looked at the coffin and moved to get in but stopped, she couldn't come inside.
Aunt Rebekah looked at Marcel, "Invite me in," She ordered. "Gotta ask the lady of the house. Davina, come on out, sweetheart," He said. A girl, probably at my age or older then me, walked over and stood at Marcel's side.
She gave me a small nod and I gave back. "Invite her in," Marcel said. "Come in," Davina said. Aunt Rebekah entered and we both rushed over to Uncle Elijah's coffin.
Aunt Rebekah opened it to find Uncle Elijah inside with a dagger inside of him. "Elijah," I whispered. Aunt Rebekah grabbed the dagger and started to pull it out.
"I wouldn't do that," Davina said and all of a sudden, the dagger was showed back in. Aunt Rebekah and I turned to look at her Davina, "Who the hell are you?" Aunt Rebekah asked as she took a few steps forward.
"Davina," Davina said and glanced at Marcel before back at my Aunt, "She's an old one, isn't she?"
"Yeah. Rebekah is an Original, which means she can't be killed," Marcel said. "She doesn't seem very nice," Davina said. "She can be . . . but she hasn't been very nice to me tonight," Marcel said.
"Then I'm afraid it's time for you to leave," She said to my Aunt. Without moving a muscle, Davina magically propelled Aunt Rebekah across the room, slamming her against walls several times before sending her through a door, which closed behind her.
I stared in shock. How could she do that? I was about to ran and go see if my Aunt was okay but stopped, "Who are you?" Davina asked me and I turned to see her walking over to me. "Her name is Dawn. Elijah's ward," Marcel said.
Davina stared at me, "She's a witch," She informed and my eyes grew wide. "What?" I asked, playing dumb. "You're a witch, I can sense that," Davina said. "A witch, hah?" Marcel asked, taking a few steps towers us.
"I don't know what -"
"You didn't knew," She cut me off. "Did you?"
I shook my head and she gave me a small soft smile, "I could teach you some magic, if you want." She looked at Marcel, "Can I?"
Marcel stared at me, "You know my rules about Witches and magic, right?" He asked and I nodded. He gave a small nod and smiled as he looked at Davina, "Why not? Two Witches helping me keep the Quarter in line, sounds great."
He looked at me and smiled as he hold his hand to me, "See us an Allies." I looked at his hand for a moment before shaking his hand. "Allies," I agreed.
