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Freya and Keelin are walking back to the bell tower. They had just left the Mikaelson party after Elijah had abruptly brought the party to a violent end.

"I really am sorry about what happened tonight," Freya apologizes.

"Don't apologize," Keelin responds. "It wasn't your fault. And if what Elijah said is true, the guy kind of deserved it."

"Still, he didn't have to kill him in the middle of the party."

"He was sending a message."

Freya nods her head as they continue walking. Freya thought it was amazing how much Keelin got her and her family. It was like nothing they did really surprised Keelin. She wasn't sure if that was necessarily a good thing or a bad thing, but she loved the fact that Keelin never showed any kind of judgement.

Keelin looks at Freya discreetly. "God she looks amazing in that dress," Keelin thought. "No! Stop it! You're friends, just friends!"

"Are you okay?" Freya asks after she sees Keelin looking deep in thought.

"Yeah," Keelin quickly responds. "I'm just really glad that we're friends now."

"I am too," Freya replies with a sincere smile.

Keelin was finding it hard to imagine leaving New Orleans; leaving Freya. She was hoping maybe there was a way she could stay. After all, she was finished with her residency now. That meant she could work at any hospital she wanted to. Maybe she could find a job in New Orleans and stay close to Freya. She didn't know what there was between her and Freya, but she could tell by the looks they shared with each other that it was more than friendship. She just hoped she wasn't looking into things in the wrong way. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe Freya just saw her as a friend and nothing more.

Freya and Keelin finally arrive at the bell tower and go upstairs.

"I'll grab us some wine," Freya says. "Could I get you anything else?"

"No, thanks. I'm fine. The wine sounds great though."

Freya smiles as she walks away to grab two glasses of wine.

Keelin looks out the window at the view. "Why am I so nervous?" Keelin thought. "It's not like I haven't been hanging out with Freya for the past few weeks. It's that dress! God she looks amazing in that dress! I have to stop! I'm acting like a love struck teenager. But I know I'm not the only one that feels this. I've seen how she looks at me. The way she looked at me when I was going to leave New Orleans. Maybe I'm imagining things, but maybe Freya feels the same way about me too."

Freya stops with the two glasses of wine in her hands. She just stares at Keelin, the moonlight shining on her. "She's beautiful," Freya thought. "I don't know how I could have ever hurt her the way I did. All I know now is that I don't want this to end; ever."

Present

"By the way, you were an adorable child," Keelin smiles at Freya.

Freya smiles back at Keelin. "I know, it's so weird seeing myself as a little girl."

"Freya, I'm so sorry that happened to you. It's one thing hearing about it. It's a whole other thing to see it happen in front of me."

"I'm sorry you had to see that," Freya responds solemnly. "That's not something I wanted."

"Please, stop apologizing. Freya, these are things that happened to you; things that you have to face. That's why I'm here; to help you face them. You're not alone in this. I wish you would realize and accept that."

"I don't want to burden you."

"You, Freya Mikaelson, are never a burden on me! I love you and I want to be there for you. Let me!"

Freya smiles sadly at Keelin. "I'm trying. I really am. It's just so hard when I'm so used to trying to protect everyone. You're included in that now too."

"I know and I am so grateful for that. But I feel like you don't think that you matter sometimes or that you always come second and everyone else is more important than you. Sometimes you need to be protected too Freya. Sometimes you have to be willing to allow us to fight for you. So, please, let's just get through this together so that you can come back to us. We need you alive. I NEED you alive."

"Okay," Freya agrees. "So, what exactly did Vincent say I have to do?"

"You have to come to terms with your demons and face them in order to move on to the afterlife. Then, he'll be able to resurrect you."

"Great! I'm sure there are endless demons that I have to deal with. This is going to take forever."

Keelin thought about that statement for a moment. "You know, does time even pass while we're here? I mean how does time and space work here?"

"Don't try to think about it. It'll just give you a headache."

"I'm pretty sure I've already got one after the last couple of days."

"Hey, at least you weren't ejected from your body and then stabbed through the heart," Freya jokes.

Keelin doesn't look amused.

"Bad joke?" Freya asks sheepishly.

"It was terrible watching Dahlia sacrifice you. I never felt so helpless in my entire life."

"Hey," Freya says as she holds Keelin's hands. "It's okay. It'll all be okay. As soon as I face my past. We're going to be alright. I promise."

At the Compound

Rebekah, Kol, and Klaus are watching Keelin sleep.

"Do you think she's alright?" Rebekah asks no one in particular.

"How the hell should we know?" Kol responds.

"I just don't want anything to go wrong. Freya would kill us if we let anything happen to Keelin."

"Nothing will happen to Keelin," Vincent assures them. "If anything goes wrong in there she'll just wake up. Keelin's body is still alive so she has a link to the living world. Freya's isn't, which is why she's lost."

"And whose fault is that?" Kol asks Vincent. "Perhaps the person that tricked us into resurrecting our crazy mother and aunt?"

"Look, I didn't have a choice. This is what the ancestors wanted and since we reinstated the link between me and the ancestors I have to do what they want."

"Even if it puts others at risk?" Elijah asks. "Then again I'm sure you don't care since it put Freya at risk."

"Again, I didn't have a choice."

"There's always a choice!" Elijah exclaims. "You allowed this!"

"Either way, the ancestors got what they wanted. And ultimately so did you guys. The hollow was destroyed and you people get to be the Original family once again!"

"At the cost of our sister!" Elijah exclaims. "Mark my words Vincent, if Keelin is unable to help Freya move on to the afterlife and you are unable to return my sister to life, I will make you pay."

"Elijah, relax," Marcel interrupts. "Something tells me that Freya will be pretty motivated to return to life, especially after talking to Keelin. So, maybe we should cool it with the death threats."

"Marcel is right," Davina agrees. "Love definitely has a way of motivating you to fight to live. Trust me."

Kol smiles at Davina lovingly.

Rebekah rolls her eyes. "Who would have thought that Kol would be the one brother in a happy, healthy relationship?"

The Darkness

Freya and Keelin appear inside of a small cottage.

"Well, this is cozy," Keelin comments.

"This place is anything but cozy," Freya responds. "This is where we lived."

Five-year old Freya is sitting in the middle of the floor of the cottage as Dahlia makes them porridge. She hums as she makes up a plate of food for Freya. Dahlia brings the plate over to where Freya is seated.

"Eat, Freya, or you'll waste away!" Dahlia says.

"That doesn't look very appetizing," Keelin comments.

"It wasn't. Dahlia was a terrible cook."

Little Freya just looks up at Dahlia in fear, but doesn't move. Frustrated, Dahlia kneels in front of her and grabs her arms to force her to pick up her plate, her voice becoming much sharper and aggressive than before.

"Stubborn child! You need your strength so that I may teach you to use the power that runs strong in our bloodline! That will keep us warm in the cold, give us good health when others fall ill."

Little Freya whimpers and Dahlia shakes her roughly in frustration.

"With that power, we will defeat our enemies."

Keelin starts to look angrier as she watches Dahlia and young Freya.

"Someone needs to shake her around and see how she likes it," Keelin comments angrily.

Freya smiles at Keelin. It was a terrible memory for Freya, but living through it again was bearable with Keelin by her side.

Dahlia's demeanor becomes kinder again and she smiles as she gently caresses Freya's face with her hands.

"We can stay young and beautiful," Dahlia continues.

Little Freya jerks away from her touch, clearly nervous, but Dahlia takes her hands in her own and squeezes them gently.

"You need not be afraid. Together, we will be the strongest witches this world has ever seen."

"I want my mama!" Freya exclaims, scared.

Dahlia looks at young Freya with fake sympathy.

"Your mother didn't want you. She gave you away. This is your home now. I am your only family."

Dahlia cups young Freya's chin with her hand to look in her eyes.

"And there is no greater strength than family."

Young Freya looks at Dahlia with wide eyes and remains silent.

"You know that's not true right?" Keelin asks Freya. "From what I've seen, Esther did want you. She didn't give you away by choice."

"She didn't choose to fight for me either," Freya responds. "She knew I was out there, with Dahlia, and she just moved on. I love my siblings, I do. But she chose to just continue her family and completely forgot about me. I was replaceable."

"No! You are not replaceable Freya. I can't understand what your mother did, but I don't think she wanted to give you away. I think she regretted making that deal with Dahlia. I mean how could she not. You looked like such a sweet and adorable little girl. Do you really think it didn't kill her to watch you dragged away?"

"I don't know. It doesn't matter now."

"It kind of does if it's something you're still carrying around with you. Before Dahlia came, were you happy?"

Freya looks Keelin in the eyes and smiles sadly.

Freya and Keelin flash to another memory. They find themselves in another small cottage.

Young Finn runs towards Mikael and hugs his legs as Mikael rubs his head affectionately.

Young Freya's face lights up as she rushes towards Mikael, jumping into his arms as he lifts her up to hug her.

"You look so happy," Keelin smiles.

"I was happy," Freya smiles. "We all were. I remember my father being amazing."

"It looks like you were his pride and joy. They really love you."

"He did anyway."

"Freya, your mother does too. Esther just… well she's a bit psychotic at times."

"A bit?"

"Okay, a lot psychotic. But, I still think Esther loves you very much, just in her own way."

Freya stays quiet for a moment. "I think you're right."

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Keelin asks.

Freya rolls her eyes and smiles. "I said I think you are right."

"Can you say that again please?"

"Keelin," Freya laughs.

"There we go," Keelin smiles. "I knew I could get you to laugh. God, I was so worried I would never hear that laugh again."

"I know. It's okay. I'm right here and I'm going to be fine."

"You will be, once we face the rest of these memories."

Freya and Keelin flash to another memory. They find themselves in the woods where it's snowing.

"Your memories are so cold!" Keelin exclaims as she hugs herself.

Freya and Keelin see a pregnant Freya and Mathias walking together through the woods.

Keelin is shocked at seeing Freya pregnant. As far as she knew she had never had any children. Or at least Freya had never mentioned having a child.

Freya instantly knows which memory they're seeing now.

"No!" Freya exclaims.

"Freya, it's okay."

"No! It's not okay! I won't relive this memory Keelin! I can't!"

Thanks for reading! I'll definitely try to update again tomorrow!

I still have a lot more memories I plan to write into the story, but are there any that you guys specifically want to read?