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Bonnie felt strange since she came to Caroline's house. But the fact of knowing that Henrik was sick had distracted her about the constant weight she felt in the body. Caroline was gone with Klaus. Bonnie smiled.

Knowing that Elijah was with Henrik in the bedroom, she went to the kitchen to prepare some tea. Think about Elijah made her remember her husband. The other Bonnie should be with him, probably she already have ripped out every hair on his head. At first, she didn't like the suits and the serious face of Elijah, but now that things were what she love the most about him, besides the companionship and the kindness that he has always shown.

While drinking hot tea, Bonnie felt Elijah in her back.

'Henrik is feeling better. I think the fact that Caroline is gone helped him improve'.

'Yes. The farther it is from him, the better. She's pregnant, two similar beings from different worlds would never should cross'. Bonnie turned and continued to stir the tea while trying to ignore the tingling she felt every time she was close to Elijah

'I'm never going to get used to that,' he said, smiling while he pressed his chest on her back.

'Used to what?' Bonnie tried to turn but Elijah kept her in that position.

'The way I feel like I'm going to explode every time you come close. The way my head fills up with just you when you do that.'

'Who would have thought that you would be so romantic?' Bonnie tried to lighten the air between them, she knew that this was not her Elijah and she wasn't his Bonnie. 'Elijah don't say anything you'll regret later, you know that I do not belong to this world, let's leave things as they are... '.

He kissed her neck and turned her to him 'I think I love you. I never felt like this ...' and then he kissed her, as a matter of urgency and later with more calm.

'Elijah, I have to leave'. Bonnie pulled away. Her body was trembling, it seemed that Elijah had unleashed something inside her. 'I need Henrik' she whisper.

'Aunt Bonnie, did you feel that?' Henrik asked.

'Yes, it's time.' She looked for Elijah. 'We have to go'.

'Go where? You are safe here in this house with me.'

Elijah didn't realize. 'No, Elijah. We have to go. Go'. Bonnie emphasized the word 'to our world. Sorry, Elijah. I didn't want to go like that..'. Bonnie screamed and her body fell to the ground along with the body of Henrik and they disappeared.

….

'New Orleans' she repeated quietly. Now, everything was all very surreal. Klaus had taken her to his house in New Orleans, after Bonnie called. She had explained that Henrik would not improve until she took him to her world and that while she couldn't perform the spell, Caroline should move away from Henrik.

This had broken the heart of Caroline. She loved Henrik. She needed Bonnie, now that she had discovered the pregnancy. She needed her mother. She needed Stefan ...

Klaus's house was strangely very similar to his house from Mystic Falls. 'Why did we come here? Silas will found us here'

'Because this place is mystically protected, inescapable and impenetrable'.

Mystically? At that moment, she decided it would be best to keep an open mind, breaking the tension.

'We're going to stay here for a while, until your friend witch back to her world with Henrik. Meanwhile, I have business to take care of here, in New Orleans. You're protected from my enemies while you are here'.

Caroline remembered the last time she was in New Orleans, it was true that it had been in another world that seemed to be for a long time, but truly the experience scored. She had been kidnapped and tortured by witches supervised by Marcel. From the little that Klaus had explained, Marcel was his protégé for a long time and now he was the King of New Orleans. Place that Klaus has always had.

The look that Klaus was launching was strange, and then he disappeared, reappearing minutes later.

'We're going for a ride'.

'Where?'

'Finding a witch'.

Know that she was about to meet another witch in New Orleans wasn't leaving Caroline in a very good mood. With her bad luck this witch is the one that tortured her in the other world. How could she trust? No, she had decided. She wouldn't meet this witch. She wasn't going.

…..

Maybe she was, Caroline thought when she was outside the witch's door.

'You said that your enemies would find me if I were outside your house!' Caroline whispered.

Klaus needed an emergency meeting with a witch, and he knew the right witch. This witch owed him a huge favor.

'Not here. Its protections are identical to my'. Caroline would be secure enough. Besides, he had no choice but to meet with Davina. His mind was increasingly confused.

Dangerously, more cluttered.

Moments ago, he was determined to pull the pants of Caroline until her ankles, and take her right there when they came to his house. He had to disappear for minutes to control. He thought for a moment that that was a brilliant idea.

But he needed to concentrate. He had more things to worry about. If he lost control…

Davina would help him find his focus, she could help him release some of his memories so that he wasn't so attached to Caroline and he could think for a minute.

Davina was a witch that he, albeit superficially, trusted. He knew her for a long time and he knew that he could count on her to knock down Marcel's 'reign'. The plan was simple, he would become the new King of New Orleans, then he kills Silas and finally has the necessary protection to Caroline.

While Caroline was studying the large living room and kitchen area, Klaus tried to see this place through her eyes.

Bat wings and skeins of herbs were hanging from the ceiling to dry. Animal carcasses were in a butcher's block in various States of slaughter.

One of the mixtures of Davina was bubbling in a modern gas stove, while extensive workbenches held a wide variety of bottles.

'Davina' he called. The witch had a great divide to him, he had saved her for many years, when all the witches were condemned to the fire.

'Klaus, I can't say this is a surprise'. Although she wore modern clothing, short skirt and a t-shirt, she had a pouch that decidedly isn't from modern age, black and full of bones of psychic affixed to his belt.

In addition to her talents as Oracle, which weakened with the eventual disuse, Davina was also a miracle of mixtures and poisons expert.

In her Vampire life, Caroline only met four witches and none of them were like that. They didn't seem like witches while this had written all over the place 'I'm a witch'.

Klaus heard her whisper to herself. 'Open mind, open mind' and found that she approached him, as if asking for protection.

'I see you brought a human company. You should be careful with her protection, she's not like you'.

'Marcel knows she is under my protection'.

Davina Caroline circulated. 'She is prettier than in my visions'.

'Visions?' Caroline's shy posture disappeared, and she turned away to face Davina.

When Davina shook Caroline's hip, evaluating her, she turned ready to defend herself. But Klaus took in her fist. 'Don't be afraid. She's not going to hurt you'.

'Right?' Klaus raised an eyebrow at Davina. 'She knows that it is better not touch you anymore.'

'You were a vampire who was turned into a human. Your blood is the cure. Add to this the fact that bringing a child in her womb supernatural and imagine the power that your blood has at the moment'.

Caroline pulled the handle away from him. 'It's your fault. My life was perfect. I was a vampire, I was strong, had a boyfriend who loved me and friends who envied me. And now here I am, with blood that everyone will want to'. She hesitated before sitting down on a bench in the kitchen. 'I'm always hungry'. She turned to Davina 'Can you please get me something to eat?'.

'Downstairs there's a restaurant, take the private stairs from my apartment. Say my name and they will give you everything you ask for'.

Caroline rose, and then sauntered to the back room. Klaus heard a creak the stairs and muttered. 'Eat something nutritious'.

'What brings you here today?' Davina asked.

'I've been behind a potion. I need to finish with Marcel and for that I need to clear my mind. I need to concentrate'. In anything other than this fascination by Caroline.

Davina looked at him with his doe eyes 'Do you want to discuss this in front of her?'

When Davina finished the sentence, Caroline came back with a plate loaded with waffles, sitting at the dinner table. Now that regained its balance, she acted casually about all this, but he knew the wheels revolved, he could see that calculating brightness in her eyes.

She cautiously took a bite of the food, muttering 'Oh, my god, this is so good'

Another bite and another. She worshipped the meal of an almost sensual way. Davina was telling him something and he wanted to focus, but he continued to hear the fork of Caroline on the plate, and her little noises of pleasure. He found himself entranced when she dipped a piece of waffle in syrup.

'Are you enjoying your waffles?' he said to her.

'You want a bite?' in a second he was sitting beside her.

'You have no idea'. Although he knew that Davina was looking at him with puzzlement, he didn't give a crap. He grabbed the wrist of Caroline and took a bite.

Caroline threw him a surprised half smile.

'You have syrup on your lips. Here.' She licked her finger and stretched her arm to drag the syrup of his face.

The air between them was electric as he struggled to pull his wrist to get him or her to take the proof of its flavor.

Davina cleared her throat.

'Silas. I saw him in my visions. He wants her blood'.

Reluctantly, he stood up.

'Do you know where he is?'

'He's hiding, with some very powerful spells. Every time I try to discover its location, I weaken my skills'.

He could feel Caroline's eyes, he had great difficulty in keeping his eyes away from her. He stuck his fingers through his hair.

'I'll deal with him, when I take the power from Marcel'.


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