The Other Side

Kol was running.

The forest was surrounded with darkness and lightning flashed across the sky. The wind picked up and a blast of dark light swirled past his shoulder.

"Fuck," Kol cursed as he did his best to dodge. He had to get away. He spotted another vampire running as fast as he could and trying to get away from the void of darkness that swallowed everything in its path.

Things on the other side had gone from bad to worse in a short time. Everyone was confused, terrified, an above all desperate. No one wanted to get swallowed by the void. Even if they were all dead, no one wanted to find out what happened when you got swallowed by the darkness.

A young girl didn't even see it coming. On minute she had been standing near a grave and the next she had been lifted into the air by a dark tentacle that pulled her towards the black wave that was following Kol.

The girl's screams echoed around the forest, alerting others of what was coming their way.

There was another blast of dark light and Kol sank to the floor. The other vampire running close to him wasn't so lucky. He was hit right in the back. He screamed in agony and Kol watched horrified as the body disintegrated into a puff of black smoke, right before his eyes. He swallowed and pulled himself up, running once more.

He had barely started to run when he was hit.

It was like he had suddenly been thrown into a pool of lava. Kol screamed as his flesh burned and melted to the bones. He sank to his knees, tears blurring his vision as the pain viciously tore through his body.

The wave of darkness began to surround him.

Kol gasped and his entire body shook as an icy cold descended over his body. And the pain, it was like his flesh was being slowly peeled off his bones. He had never felt such excruciating pain before, not even when he died.

This is it. He thought with anguish. A memory came to him then.

A forest…

Leaves falling from the sky like rain…

Rebekah giggling as she took his hand in hers.

Nik's laughter as he led the charge.

"Wait for me!" Henrik's chubby little face as he ran after them.

Elijah always keeping a close eye on them, making sure they didn't get hurt.

Finn falling on his back as all of them tackled him to the ground.

Laughter…so much laughter…so much happiness and innocence...

Kol's last thought was of his family as the darkness began to devour him.

And then it stopped.

The pain abruptly stopped and the attack on his body ceased immediately.

Kol's eyes snapped open just in time to see a blast of white light coming towards him. He gasped as the light blinded him and blasted the dark wave of power away from his body.

The shadows always hid from the light. The darkness that had swallowed countless of others feared the light and the witches who controlled it.

Ayana, Sheila, and Emily Bennett appeared in front of him.

While Ayana cradled his trembling body like when he had been a child and in need of comfort, Sheila and Emily kept sending blasts of light towards the void, chasing it away.

"It's getting stronger." Emily hissed. She and Sheila managed to destroy the darkness with their magic. It was temporary. The darkness would regenerate and continue to swallow the supernaturals that inhabited the other side. It was an endless battle but it was the duty of the Bennett witches to keep the other side from collapsing. They were the only ones the void could not touch and the only ones with the power to fight back.

"Is he going to be okay?" Sheila asked looking down at the vampire that trembled like a child in Ayana's arms. Kol was arrogant and annoying at best and the Bennett witches only tolerated him because he was like a son to Ayana. But Sheila couldn't help but pity him. He looked absolutely terrified. How could he not? He had been seconds away from disintegrating and ceasing to exist completely.

It was a strange thing, to live on the other side, to get hurt even when they were dead. Kol closed his eyes and clung to Ayana. Getting devoured by that thing was a worse fate than dead.

"He'll be fine." Ayana replied. She touched Kol's head and let her magic flow into him, healing him. "Nothing a bit of rest won't cure," lucky for Kol, he was under Ayana's protection. The other vampires on the other side weren't so lucky.


New Orleans

Bonnie took a deep breath as she stepped into the porch. Abby had her back towards her, leaning her elbows against the railing and staring at the frown lawn of the plantation home. The night was hot and quiet, far too quiet for Bonnie's liking.

There was something in the air. Something strange, that had her senses on the alert right away.

Bonnie moved closer until she was standing right next to Abby. She didn't say anything; she waited for her mother to acknowledge her presence. Her magic was on the lookout for any possible threats. She could feel it, just on the surface of her skin.

How strange, Bonnie thought as she scanned her surroundings. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, except for the fact that everything was deadly quiet. She couldn't hear a single cicada singing tonight.

"The first time I heard your heartbeat I cried." Abby's voice interrupted the silence.

Bonnie turned to face her mother but Abby kept her eyes on the lawn. "Rudy held my hand and we both stared at the baby monitor with big grins on our faces." How young and happy they had been then, newly married and with so much hope for the future, a future that had turned to ash rather quickly. "Hearing your children's heartbeat…" Abby turned to face her. "It makes it real."

"And that bothers you?" Bonnie questioned almost in a whisper. Was that why her mother seemed so upset?

"I feel so conflicted." Abby admitted. It was a rare moment of honesty but she felt tired, so tired of fighting.

Bonnie could see it reflected in her face, Abby almost looked in pain.

"As a witch I've been taught not to trust vampires, for they are our enemies but now I'm one of them and you…" she sighed, closing her eyes and shaking her head as she tried to gathered her thoughts. In that moment she looked so much older, so tired, and so sad. "It hasn't been easy you know. Losing my magic and transitioning into the thing I hated the most." In her darkest hours she had thought of ending it, more than once she had contemplated taking her daylight ring off and putting an end to her immortal life. But she was a coward. She hadn't been able to do it.

"When a witch loses her magic there is a void, a sense of lost and despair. But there is always hope that one day you'll get your magic back." Abby continued. She grabbed the railings with her hands, holding on to it with dear life. "But when a witch becomes a vampire the connection with nature is severed. It's brutal, and the pain…" the transition had been excruciating. Many witches did not complete the transition to vampires. They chose to die rather than betray their kind and become the thing they hated. Abby hadn't.

"I'm sorry." Bonnie said gently. She could only imagine how terrible Abby's situation was. Not only that, but she felt guilty for bringing Abby into it. In many ways it had been her fault that her mother had been turned.

There was a moment of silence as mother and daughter got lost in their own thoughts.

"You seem so happy…" Abby studied her face carefully. "With Klaus, with his family…" the way Rebekah had run to embrace her, the tenderness in which Elijah had touched her belly, and the proud and happy look on Klaus's face. It was disconcerting. Those did not look like the monsters she had been taught to hate.

"I'm happy." Bonnie replied. "I know it's not easy for you to understand but I am happy with Klaus." She had never expected it. Never in a million years could she have imaged that she and Klaus would be together and expecting twins. That she would come to consider the Original family as her family.

"Even knowing what he is." Abby said. "The things he's done…"

"Yes." Bonnie answered honestly. "I know that you don't approve. I know that you hate his guts but he makes me happy. We're a family."

"You are so young." Abby told her with sadness. "You are not even twenty years old and here you are pregnant and living with a man-" That was an understatement, Klaus was much more than that. "-someone who is so much older, who has more experience than you, who has lived a thousand lives." And who's an immortal creature that feasts on the blood of innocents, was left unsaid.

Here we go again, Bonnie thought. She felt determined not to get angry and have an honest conversation with her mother. It was easier said than done however, Abby always put her on the defensive. "I get it. You don't like Klaus and you probably never will."

"It's not just that Bonnie," there was serious look on Abby's face. "I'm worried about you. Not just for your safety but the seriousness of this relationship. He introduced you as his wife at the ball."

"Don't be! I know what I'm doing. I can take care of myself." Bonnie snapped. "In the eyes of the supernatural world that's what I am, his wife." A slight blush spread over her cheeks. She liked to be called his wife. It might not be considered legal under human law, but it was in her heart.

Abby shook her head. "What happens if one day you wake up and realize this is not what you want?" she asked. "Do you really believe he will let you go?"

"I'm not a prisoner." Bonnie said angrily. "I'm with Klaus because I want to, not because he's forcing me."

"You are bonded to him. He will always know where you are, how you are feeling. His presence will always be inside you, in your blood. Doesn't that bother you?" Abby stared into her eyes. "Don't you realize how much control he has over you?"

Bonnie closed her eyes, doing her best to remain calm. Getting angry was not the solution to this. "The bond works both ways." She reminded her mother. "I will always know where Klaus is and what he's feeling. There is a link between the two of us. It's not something he's using to manipulate me or trapped me into a relationship." The bond could tell the truth of their feelings but it could not alter or manipulate them. "I know what I'm doing."

"Do you really?" Abby questioned.

"Look," Bonnie began exasperated. "I don't want to keep having this argument with you. And I'm not asking you to embrace Klaus with open arms and call him son. All I want is for the two of you to tolerate each other and accept the fact that you're both important to me." She locked eyes with her mother. "And please don't ask me to choose between you and him because you are not going to like my answer." She was not going to give up Klaus, not now, not ever. They were a family. And Bonnie was ready to go to hell and back to keep her family together.

Abby watched her silently, different emotions flickering across her eyes. She didn't want to keep having the same argument over and over either. What she wanted was for her daughter to be happy. And it was obvious that Klaus Mikaelson was that happiness. "Do you trust him?" she asked after a minute or two of silence.

"With my life," Bonnie was quick to reply.

Abby looked away. For a long time she didn't say anything she simply stared into the darkness. She thought of the conversation she had with Joanna earlier that night.

You can't control your daughter's life, Joanna had told her. You have to accept and respect her choices even if you don't approve. If you keep with this attitude you will lose her.

Bonnie waited patiently by her side. When Abby finally turn back to her, she seemed defeated. "I don't think we'll ever get along." She said. "But I suppose I can try and learn to tolerate his presence." What other choice did she have? The last thing she wanted was for Bonnie to be in despair because of her.

Bonnie's face broke into a smile. "I know this isn't easy for you. But thank-you," She threw her arms around her mother, feeling ecstatic. It meant the world to her that at least Abby was willing to try.

Abby hugged her back. "I meant what I said Bonnie." She pulled away and stared into her daughter's face. "I want to protect you. I don't want to fail you again but above all I want you to be happy." In Abby's eyes, Klaus would never be good enough for her daughter but she was smart enough to realize that Bonnie had made her choice and Abby had to accept it or risk losing her daughter. That was the last thing she wanted.

Bonnie smiled.

Abby's gaze moved down to her stomach. "Twins," she murmured. "I'm going to be a grandmother to twins." It was hard to believe. Her baby was having two babies. She could hear them, the steady beating of their hearts right along with Bonnie's. The more she heard those tiny heartbeats the harder it was to consider them as monsters.

How could something that sounded so beautiful be evil?

"They're not evil, mom." Bonnie said as if reading her thoughts. "They're not monsters. They're good. I can feel it." She pulled Abby's hand towards her stomach. "Can you feel that?"

"What?" Abby asked as her palm came in contact with Bonnie's stomach. There was jolt, a sizzling current of power that shocked her entire system to the core. She froze momentarily before pulling her hand away. Her mouth dropped open in shock. "They have magic." She gasped. Tentatively she reached out again and placed her hand on Bonnie's belly once more.

"They do." Bonnie confirmed with a wide grin.

"They're witches." Tears formed in Abby's eyes as she looked from Bonnie's stomach and back to her face. There was a tingling sensation on her hand before warmth spread from her fingertips to her arms, legs, and even her head. A sense of calm washed over her. A soothing sensation that made her feel happy and relaxed at once. It felt like she had suddenly been engulfed in a warm bubble of light. "Oh my god…Bonnie." Tears streamed down her cheeks as she embraced that wonderful feeling. That pure light magic that came from the twins.

In the moment she felt it. In that moment she knew. Abby finally understood and realized the truth.

Bonnie had been right all along.


Klaus waited for Bonnie to return. He could feel her on the porch along with Abby. And judging by the emotions coming from her side of the bond, the conversation was going in the right direction. It was the reason why Klaus remained inside.

Elijah handed him a glass of bourbon. Klaus took it and drank it in one gulp. He felt on edge and he didn't know why.

"You're in a mood." His brother commented while his eyes followed Lucy who was conversing happily with Rebekah and Matt. His eyes always seemed to be drawn to her.

"Something doesn't feel right." Klaus murmured. He felt a strange sensation, a feeling that had him on the alert. He caught Ishmael's gaze from across the room. The older man gave him a curious look before going back to his conversation with Cary and Joanna.

Elijah turned to face him, a curious look on his face. "I don't feel anything." Then again, Niklaus's senses were sharper and far better than his. The hybrid could detect a threat long before Elijah or Rebekah. Elijah also knew that as long as they were inside the property they were safe. The barrier prevented anyone from entering without their consent.

Klaus stayed silent, monitoring Bonnie's emotions through the bond. Knowing that she was content and near helped to calm some of the anxiousness in the pit of his stomach.

"My informant tells me that Brynne Deveraux was Marcel's lover and the one to put the curse on the Crescent Moon pack." Elijah informed him.

"What the hell does that bitch want?" Klaus snapped. Now that they knew Brynne had in fact been Celeste Dubois, he couldn't help but wonder what she was plotting.

"Revenge perhaps," Elijah gave him a knowing look. "You're actions precipitated her death."

Klaus rolled his eyes. He had never liked Celeste and he wasn't sorry about her death. "And she waited this long to get her revenge?" There was a reason Celeste had remained in the Quarter, a reason why she was only making a move now. And it had nothing to do with revenge against them, of that Klaus felt certain. Whatever she was plotting went beyond them.

"What troubles me greatly is how Sarah Bennett is involved in this." Elijah said. "Why her name appeared with the others. She lived two centuries before Celeste. Unless…" he trailed off.

"Unless what?"

"I just had a rather chilling thought," Elijah stared into his brother's eyes. "What if Celeste is not Celeste but Sarah…" it seemed impossible but he did wonder.

Klaus shook his head. "Sarah Bennett lived to be one hundred and thirty years old. She died in her sleep surrounded by her family." He had been there as well. He had paid his respects and given her a funeral befitting of a queen. "She was loyal to me to the very end." Besides, Sarah had no needs for such tricks. She had found a way to stop her body from aging and lived for as long as it had pleased her.

Klaus felt Bonnie's presence inside the house once more and turned his head just in time to see her and Abby stepping back inside the living room. Everyone turned to look at them. Something had change and all of them could sense it. It was as if the dark cloud that had always followed the two of them had suddenly disappeared. Whatever had transpired between Abby and Bonnie it had clearly changed things for the better.

Bonnie beamed as she made her way to Klaus's side.

"Everything all right?" Klaus asked reaching out for her hand.

"Everything is perfect." Bonnie responded. She looked happy. "I think we have made everyone wait long enough. Let's eat."

The group made their way towards the dining room.


Marcel sat quietly staring at the altar. Ever since the massacre, St. Anne's church was believed to be haunted and none dared to come inside except for a brave few. It was the reason Marcel had hid Davina in the attic. Now, here he sat contemplating his options. He felt like everything was spiraling out of control and he was powerless to stop it.

Father Kieran took a seat next to him. "I think this is the first time I've seen such a look on you face."

"I know where Davina is," Marcel told him without preamble while keeping his eyes on the altar.

Kieran stiffened. "Do the witches-"

"No," Marcel glanced quickly at the priest before returning his gaze to the altar once more. "If the witches had her things would be much easier."

"Where is she?"

"The Mikaelson's have her." Marcel informed him. He and Kieran had never been friends but there was respect there and both of them cared for Davina.

"What are you going to do?" Kieran asked watching him carefully. "How are you going to stop Klaus?"

Marcel shook his head and laughed. The sound echoed around the church, a bitter and hollowed sound. "That's the thing." He said. "It's not Klaus that worries me but his wife." Who would've ever thought that he would come to fear someone other than the infamous hybrid?

"There are rumors that she took the magic away from the French Quarter Coven and killed the Seer." The witches were going crazy and the coven was in pieces. No one could agree on what to do. For all intents and purposes the French Quarter Coven had been destroyed.

"She did." Marcel confirmed. Bonnie Mikaelson had taken everybody by surprise. "How can you stop someone that is that powerful?" he asked out loud.

Father Kieran stayed quiet. It was obvious that Bonnie was unlike any other witch they had ever come across.

"I have an army." Marcel muttered. "I could probably convince a couple of witches to help me out and come up with a great plan of attack." The vampires were more than ready; all he had to do was give the order.

"But you won't," Kieran said. Somehow he knew that. Marcel was smart. He knew that even with his army he didn't stand a chance against an all powerful witch.

Marcel stayed quiet, lost in thought. He needed to contemplate very single angle. He was not going to make the same mistake twice. He had rushed in the attack against the werewolf camp, he would not rush in an attack against the Mikaelson family.

For a long time, Kieran thought he wasn't going to say anything. He stood up and was ready to leave the vampire with his thoughts when Marcel's voice stopped him.

"I need your help." The vampire king finally said.

Kieran turned towards him, a frown on his face.

"You have always had Davina's best interest at heart." Marcel told him while standing up. "You're a good man Kieran and I need you to help me to get her back."


Bonnie would definitely say that the dinner was a success. Throughout the meal the conversation had been light and cheerful. Everyone had done their best to avoid the unpleasant subjects, the war, the witches, and the werewolves.

Ishmael and Cary talked about the places they had lived before coming to America. Joanna who was a published author had a very interesting conversation with Elijah about history and a few biographies. While Rebekah and Lucy hit it off quite nicely. Lucy wasn't as serious as her mother and she certainly didn't held Abby's prejudice against vampires which made things easier.

For her part, Abby kept mostly quiet, only talking at the appropriate times but she did not once antagonize Klaus or make any biting remarks. And Klaus kept his promise to Bonnie. He didn't provoke Abby in any way, he was more than happy to ignore her. Everything had worked out nicely and Bonnie couldn't be happier.

Once the meal was over they moved towards the drawing room for some coffee and dessert.

"We should have a girl's night out." Lucy suggested taking a seat next to Bonnie.

"Oh yes, we should." Rebekah was quite on board with the plan. "I know just the place. There is this Jazz club right outside the Quarter. Matt and I have been there a few times. You'll love it."

"I've never been to a Jazz club." Bonnie said. Truth to be told, she hadn't really been out to enjoy the city since her arrival.

"Well, we're definitely going." Lucy's eyes kept drifting towards Elijah who was deep in conversation with Ishmael and Klaus. Matt and Cary were on the other side of the room while Abby and Joanna sat together.

Bonnie caught Rebekah's eyes and the two friends shared a conspiratorial look. "Or we could always make it a triple date." She suggested in an innocent tone.

Lucy's eyes snapped back towards her cousin and the blonde Original sitting across from them. "I don't…" It was at the tip of her tongue to fake ignorance but judging by the looks on Rebekah and Bonnie's faces, it wouldn't work. She had been caught.

"So, another Bennett wants to sink her claws into one of my innocent and darling brothers. You lot are dangerous." Rebekah said it in such a serious tone that it almost sounded like a threat.

"Hey-" Lucy began not knowing what to make of that comment.

Bonnie burst out laughing. "If you could only see your face…" Lucy had it bad, really bad. And Elijah was not indifferent. Bonnie had noticed some of the looks he had sent Lucy throughout the dinner. The Original was not immune to Lucy's charm as he liked others to believe.

"You're practically undressing him with your eyes." Rebekah told her. "If you are planning to ravish him senseless please let us know so we can exit the room." She made a face of disgust.

Lucy's mouth dropped opened and then she burst out laughing. She liked Rebekah. She could see why Bonnie was friends with her.

Elijah, Klaus, and Ishmael turned to look in their direction. Lucy met Elijah's eyes before turning to his sister. "Don't tempt me." She said. She couldn't help it. There was something about Elijah that was driving her crazy. She couldn't keep her eyes off him. And Bonnie and Rebekah were clearly enjoying teasing her about it.

"I think a triple date would be lovely." Rebekah said with a smile. Lucy seemed nice, charming, and so carefree; she could be a breath of fresh air for her serious and sometimes melancholic brother.

"It's settled then." Bonnie told them, already looking forward to their date. She met Klaus's eyes across the room. The hybrid had clearly heard their conversation. He shook his head but his lips twitched into a small smile.


"The full moon is approaching." Ishmael commented as he and Cary exited the plantation later that night. They had a wonderful time with the Mikaelson's and the Bennett's. It had definitely been a nice family dinner.

"Are you joining us in the hunt?" Cary asked Klaus. The night of the full moon was a big deal for the pack, they all hunted together.

"We shall see." Klaus murmured. The only time he had ever shifted into his wolf form had been the night he broke his curse. The wolf inside him had always yearned to be free but Klaus had always kept that part of himself in check.

Ishmael's astute eyes studied the hybrid. "Suppressing that part of you is a dangerous thing Klaus." His grandson had commented on how he had never seen Klaus in his wolf form during the weeks he had been following the hybrid and his pack. "Sooner or later your wolf will find a way to break free."

Klaus's eyes narrowed. "I'm in control."

"Then what's stopping you from shifting?" Ishmael challenged. "You who can do so at will. What are you so afraid of?"

"Be careful Ishmael." Klaus warned in a dangerous tone. They might be family but he was not going to tolerate the old man giving him a lecture or questioning his actions.

"We hunt as a pack," Cary intervened sensing the tension between both men. "It would be cool if you could spend more time with our pack, hunt with us." He said to Klaus. If Klaus wanted to lead them one day he had to earn the pack's respect. In order to do that, he would have to shift eventually.

"You did promise." Ishmael reminded him.

"I promise to spend time with the pack not to hunt with you." Klaus snapped.

Ishmael opened his mouth but Cary beat him. "That's fine." He said giving his grandfather a look. Forcing Klaus to do something he didn't want was only going to make things worse. Klaus had his reasons for not shifting and they had to respect them. "Get to know us, all of us, and then decide if you want to hunt with us in wolf form or not."

Klaus nodded.

Ishmael seemed satisfied as well. He and Cary said their goodbyes and left.

A few feet away from them, Elijah escorted Lucy to her car. Abby and Joanna had already left.

"A jazz club…" he murmured.

"You heard that huh?" Lucy crossed her arms over her chest.

"Vampire hearing," Elijah told her.

"It would be nice don't you think?" Lucy took a quick peek at his face before looking ahead towards her car. "A night without worries, to dance and enjoy with friends, family..." She doubted Bonnie and the Originals had any of that in the past few weeks.

Elijah smiled softly, placing his hands inside his pockets. "I don't think I remember the last time I went dancing." He was certain it had been in the twenties.

"Don't you dare tell me that you can't dance to get out of this date, because I won't believe you!" Lucy told him firmly while dangling her car keys in one hand.

Elijah chuckled. "I happen to be an excellent dancer you know."

"Good." Lucy unlocked her car and turned towards the elegant Original. "It's a date then." she leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on Elijah's cheek.

He was surprised by the action and his lips parted slightly. He caught a swift of her perfume and locked eyes with her. The overwhelming desire to kiss her took him by surprise.

Lucy grinned. She had absolutely seen the desire in his eyes. She loved taking him by surprise. "Have a good night Elijah." She got on her car and drove away.

Elijah watched her go, lips curving into a grin. A date indeed, he thought. When was the last time he had been on a date? He wondered suddenly.

"You're practically drooling." His brother's voice startled him.

"I-"

"You're lusting after Bonnie's cousin, yes that much is obvious." Klaus said with a wave of his hand. "You two were acting like silly teenagers throughout the dinner. It was quite sickening really."

Elijah gave Klaus a reproachful look as they made their way inside the house. "Are you telling me you don't approve?" not that he needed his permission.

"Considering your taste in women as of late, Lucy is quite the improvement." There was a mischievous glint in Klaus's eyes. "Do be careful, if you hurt her feelings you'll have an entire coven out for blood."

"The same could be said for you, brother."

Klaus gave him a dimpled grin.

"She's very different from any other witch I've met." Elijah admitted softly. Lucy intrigued him.

"All Bennett's are." Klaus said thinking of his little Bennett witch.

Elijah smiled. "That they are."


Later…much later, once all of their guests had left the plantation, Bonnie and Klaus put the candles Joanna had brought them to good use. The bathroom was illuminated and the scent of Gardenias filled the air.

Bonnie sighed happily and leaned back against Klaus's chest as they relaxed in the tub. The water was the perfect temperature and she felt so giddy. She was telling Klaus all about her conversation with her mother. "She felt their magic. I think that's what finally convinced her." Bonnie said quietly. "She still doesn't like you but she's willing to try." It was a huge step for Abby and Bonnie appreciated it with all her heart. "You should have seen the look on her face when she felt the twins magic."

Klaus stayed quiet. He had one arm wrapped around her stomach while his other hand moved up and down her arm, gently tracing her skin with his fingertips. He hadn't said much. He had been content to let Bonnie talk.

Bonnie shifted so she could look into his face. "Something is bothering you." She had been chatting nonstop but Klaus had barely said anything.

"Nothing," Klaus murmured.

"Don't lie. I can tell." Bonnie said pointing her finger in his direction.

Klaus chuckled before a somber look crossed his features. "Something feels off…" he finally confessed. He couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Bonnie looked away thinking about the dream she had. "I feel the same way." She admitted in a whisper. It was strange to feel so happy and yet have that looming feeling haunting her.

"What else happened in your dream Bonnie?" Klaus asked gently. He kept his eyes on her face, studying each of her reactions very carefully.

Bonnie stiffened before turning back to face him. "It was just a dream."

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?" Klaus's eyes glued her to the spot. He had been around witches long enough to know that their dreams always had a meaning.

Bonnie got nervous. "I told you, I don't want to talk about it." All she wanted was to forget it. She had been doing a pretty good job until Klaus brought it up.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to!" Bonnie snapped. She stood up and got out of the tub. Klaus's eyes followed her as she grabbed her robe and exited the bathroom as quickly as possible.

"Why are you so defensive about it?" Klaus questioned as he wrapped a towel around his hips and followed her into the bedroom.

"Why do you keep insisting?" Bonnie asked in turn. "It was just a dream. I don't want to talk about it, end of the story." Why couldn't he understand that? Klaus could be so stubborn sometimes.

"You're a witch, your dreams are not just dreams Bonnie. They could be visions of the future, a premonition of what's about to happen-"

"They're not!" Bonnie yelled. The thought that her dream had been a premonition of some sort terrified her. "What part of I don't want to talk about don't you get?" The more he pushed the angrier she felt.

"So you don't like it when I keep things from you but its okay for you to keep things from me." Klaus glared at her.

"That's different." Bonnie snapped. She was getting really annoyed with him. "You planning something behind my back it's very different than some stupid dream."

"But is not a stupid dream is it?" Klaus moved closer, his eyes daring her to challenge his assertion. "If it were a silly dream like you're so desperate to pretend, you wouldn't be acting this way." He knew her well enough to know that. There was reason the dream had her so terrified and Klaus was determined to find out.

"Look-" Bonnie began.

"Do you realize that your vision could hold the key to figure out what's coming our way?" Klaus cut her off. "I'm trying to help you Bonnie, we can figure out the meaning behind your dream-"

"I don't want to think about that dream. I don't want to talk about it. Why can't you understand that and leave me the hell alone!" Bonnie yelled angrily.

The lights in the room flickered on and off and the balcony doors flew open. Bonnie was breathing heavily and her heartbeat sky rocketed as did the twins.

It was for that reason alone, that Klaus reined his temper. He didn't want to agitate her and in turn cause harm to their children. He ripped the towel off his hips and started getting dressed.

"What are you doing?" Bonnie asked watching as he put his shirt on. "Klaus, what are you-"

"I'm giving you what you want." Klaus snapped. His jaw clenched and there was a hint of gold in his eyes as he gave her one last look before walking towards the door. He needed to get out of there before he said or did something that he would later regret.

"Wait!" Bonnie tried to stop him.

"Have a good night Bonnie." And with that the hybrid left their bedroom.

Bonnie flinched as the door slammed shut behind him. She flopped down on the bed and shivered as she felt his side of the bond shut down completely.

A single tear rolled down her cheek.


Baton Rouge

Katherine moaned in pain as another needle was stuck in her arm. They had been draining her of her blood for days. She felt so weak, she could hardly move.

Luis and Franco watched as the black haired woman filled the bag with blood. Her companion stood next to them.

"That's enough," Luis murmured. "If you take more, you'll kill her."

"We need more." The woman snapped. One bag of blood was not enough for all the spells and rituals they planned to do.

"Maybe if you hadn't lost the other doppelganger things would be much easier." Luis told her. "I said enough." He did not like repeating himself.

The couple shared a look but the woman complied with the wolf's wishes.

Katherine blinked. Her vision was blurry but her senses came alive when she smelled blood.

Luis handed her a plastic cup, half filled with animal blood.

Deer, Katherine thought wrinkling her nose. It was not enough. She was starving. The blood was enough to keep her alive but not to regain her full strength. She hated animal blood. Beggars can't be choosers, she thought while drinking the blood with greed.

"How long?" Franco asked, speaking for the first time since they had entered the room.

"We're not sure." The man replied. "The veil has been lowered a few times but it always goes back up again." The Travelers felt certain that something or someone was interfering with their plans. "Make no mistake Mr. Navarro we will succeed."

"I sure hope that when you succeed in bringing back your leader, your people remembers whose generosity, support, and protection you all received." Franco told him in a serious tone.

"We are extremely grateful for all you have done for us." The woman said. "And make no mistake Markos will gladly reward you."

"I don't need his rewards." Franco snapped angrily. "There is only one thing that I want from him, nothing more."

"He will gladly do it." The woman said with a smile. "And we will all help him."

Franco nodded.

Long after the couple had left the room, Franco and Luis remained inside with Katherine. The vampire girl smirked, feeling slightly better thanks to the blood she had drunk. "You must be really desperate…" she murmured leaning her head back against the concrete wall. "The worst thing is you can't even find descent witches to do your bidding." She laughed or tried to at least. She still felt incredibly weak.

"Soon, I will have a very powerful witch by my side." Franco said cryptically before he approached Katherine and crouched down in front of her so that they could be at an eye level. "You ran from Klaus Mikaelson for half a millennia…tell me something Katherine would you rejoice knowing his days are numbered."

Katherine chuckled. "You're an idiot." She glared at him. "If there is one thing I know for a fact is that Klaus fucking Mikaelson always finds a way to win." The bastard had been born under a lucky star.

Franco only laughed. Katherine shivered at the sound. "Get some rest." He said standing up. His eyes gleamed with some sort of secret. "The Travelers will be back for more of your blood tomorrow."

Katherine turned her face away from him. The two brothers exited the room, leaving her alone in the darkness once more.

Elena had been rescued. Damon and Stefan had no doubt arrived like shinning knights in armor and saved her from the Travelers. Katherine did not have the luxury of waiting for a rescue team. Katherine Pierce had learned a long time ago that if she wanted things done she had to do them herself.

So, she sat back and waited. She had to wait for the right moment. One way or another she would escape those psychotic werewolves. But for now, she had to wait and be patient.


New Orleans

Bonnie opened her eyes with a gasp. Every instinct in her body alerted her to a dangerous presence nearby. "Witch," an unfamiliar voice growled. The only thing she managed to see were a pair of amber eyes before she was yanked up by the hair.

Bonnie screamed as sharp fangs tore her throat open. The air left her lungs as a heavy body fell on top of her, crushing her against the bed. The gurgling noises as he greedily drank from her echoed around the dark room.

Panic…shock…pain…confusion…

There was another stab of pain as the body was forcibly pulled away from her, a few seconds later. There were growls and something crashed and snapped against the furniture in the bedroom.

The lights turned on as Bonnie sat up gasping, rivers of blood streamed down her nightgown. She felt lightheaded and her eyes were wide with shock and fear. With shaky hands Bonnie touched the angry wound on her neck, it was healing. She closed her eyes, breathing a sigh of relief as she felt the skin of her neck rapidly mend itself.

Klaus appeared in front her. "Bonnie," he inspected the wound, probing the skin and making sure she wasn't bleeding to death. "You're healing." The relief he felt echoed through bond as did his anger and a sense of possessiveness that startled her.

"What the hell is going on?" Rebekah came into the room followed closely by Matt and Elijah.

Bonnie looked past Klaus's shoulder. Brian's unconscious body lay on the floor. Klaus had pulled him off Bonnie and snapped his neck.

"Bonnie!" Matt kneeled on the bed next to her. "Are you okay?"

Bonnie could see them and hear their voices but she couldn't seem to find her own voice. She was shaking like a leaf and her heart pounded loud and wild against her chest.

"She's in shock." Elijah said as he took one look at her face.

"How the hell did he get out?" Matt asked angrily. He took one of Bonnie's hands in his, her skin felt so cold.

"Sweetheart look at me," Klaus grabbed Bonnie's cheeks and pulled her face towards him. Bonnie blinked a few times but no sound came out of her mouth.

There was a growling noise and Brian stood up quickly. He growled and snarled baring his sharp fangs at all of them, his mouth and chin dripping with blood.

The scent of Bonnie's intoxicating blood lingered in the air.

Klaus growled. He let go of Bonnie's face and took a protective stance in front of her. His face shifted and his fingers elongating into claws. There was only one thing on his mind. The wolf in him wanted to tear Brian apart. He had dared to touch his mate; he had dared to sink his fangs into her precious flesh. No one had the right to touch her or to drink from her, except him. Bonnie was his. Brian would die in the most excruciating way imaginable. "Get Bonnie out of here." Klaus hissed keeping a close eye on the crazed hybrid.

Elijah sensing what Klaus intended moved quickly and lifted Bonnie in his arms while Rebekah ushered Matt out of the room.

Brian looked more than ready to jump at Klaus but then he coughed and spat blood. He looked down in confusion before lifting his gaze towards Klaus. His entire body began convulsing all of a sudden.

Elijah stopped at the doorway with Bonnie in his arms and turned to Klaus in confusion. "What's wrong with him?"

Brian sank to his knees, choking. It happened in a mattered of seconds, one moment he had looked ready to attack Klaus and the next he had dropped to the ground.

Everyone in the room watched as the hybrid's skin turned a black color. He looked like he had become infected with gangrene. It was a hideous sight.

Brian's eyes opened wide and more blood poured out of his mouth which had swollen considerably.

And then it stopped. The hybrid went completely still before he fell back.

Klaus moved closer and crouched down to inspect the body. "He's dead." There was a part of him that still couldn't believe what he had just seen. Brian had dropped dead in seconds, like he had been poisoned.

"How?" Rebekah asked quietly.

Klaus stood up and went straight towards Elijah. He took Bonnie from him and walked out of the room without saying a word. His mind swirling with possibilities.

Matt who had been standing outside took a peek inside the bedroom and gasped when he spotted the rotten body. "How is that even possible?" He had never seen anything like it. "Aren't vampires supposed to desiccate when they die?"

"A good question indeed," Elijah murmured as he stared at the body of the decayed hybrid.


Klaus took Bonnie to a different room and deposited her gently on the bed. Rebekah came in with a change of clothes and a glass of water, "here you go, darling."

Bonnie took the glass with shaking hands. It was surprising how quickly her neck had healed. She was thankful that she had not bled to death. She still couldn't believe what had just happened, not only the surprise attack but Brian's sudden death.

"Where the hell were you?" Rebekah demanded turning angrily towards Klaus. "How could you leave her alone?"

"I was in my study painting." He fired back. After his argument with Bonnie he had stormed out of their bedroom. For a moment he considered going to the Quarter and blowing some steam off but in the end he had angrily locked himself in his study to paint. He had stayed there until he had felt Bonnie's fear and heard her scream.

"He came out of nowhere…" Bonnie's voice sounded hoarse. She handed Rebekah the empty glass. "I didn't have time to react." Everything had happened so fast. "I don't understand." She looked from Klaus to Rebekah. "How did he die?" It had looked like Brian had been poisoned.

Klaus sat on the bed next to her. He put his arm around her trembling shoulders and pulled her against him. "Don't think about that now." He murmured holding her close.

"Your blood…" Rebekah said suddenly. "He drank from you, it was your blood." She regarded her friend carefully, "your blood is poison to hybrids." She concluded.

"That's impossible," Bonnie told her. "Klaus has drunk from me countless of times…" she flushed remembering how intimate those moments had been. If her blood was somehow poison to hybrids it would've affected Klaus a long time ago.

"The twins then," Rebekah suggested. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she thought of something else. "That's how you healed so fast! The babies have Nik's blood. Nik's blood can heal anything." Her eyes went wide with a realization. "And Nik's bite is lethal to vampires." Surely his children would take after him.

Klaus frowned. "To vampires not werewolves. A hybrid is not affected by a vampire bite." Not to mention that when vampires died from a werewolf bite they desiccated. Brian's flesh had turned black. His flesh had looked putrid.

"Think about it," Rebekah told them. "Your children are unique. What if somehow their blood is not only lethal to vampires but werewolves too?"

Bonnie gasped while a thoughtful look crossed Klaus's face. He had to concede that it was certainly possible.

"You're obviously immune because you're their father. Their blood is your blood." Rebekah continued while staring at her brother. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that the twins' blood had been what killed the hybrid.

"An interesting theory indeed," Elijah's voice came from the doorway.

Matt followed after him. "The hybrid that was guarding Brian is dead, torn to pieces." He informed them. He and Elijah had gone into the basement to check how Brian had escaped. It seemed that somehow Brian had managed to break out the magical chains holding him in place.

Bonnie turned to Klaus. "Who was supposed to keep watch tonight?" she thought of Belle, Riley, Jesse, and Felix, the hybrids she was most familiar with. She hoped it had not been one of them.

"Chris," Klaus answered. He had told the others to stay away while they had their family dinner. Only Chris had remained behind keeping watch over Brian.

Bonnie closed her eyes. Poor Chris, she thought. She hadn't been as close to him as she was with the other hybrids but he had seemed nice.

"Bonnie needs to rest," Elijah said. She still looked rather pale and shaky. "I think it's best if we leave her to do just that."

Matt went towards Bonnie and hugged her. "If you need anything," he said as they pulled away. "We're right here okay." He stared at her now healed wound for a few seconds. Bonnie's neck and chest were bathed in blood.

"Thank-you," Bonnie offered him a weak smile.

Rebekah also gave her a reassuring hug and kiss on the cheek. "What about the dead hybrid in your bedroom?" she asked turning to her brother.

"I'll take care of it." Elijah told her. Niklaus would no doubt want to take care of Bonnie so it was up to him to get rid of the hybrid. He was also going to ensure the master bedroom was cleaned from top to bottom.

Klaus nodded. "Not a single word about this." He told them. "It's best if no one but us know what truly happened tonight."

The greatest advantage the werewolves had over the vampires was their venom. If they or the vampires learned that there was a witch carrying twins whose blood was lethal to both species they would hunt Bonnie, to kill her, to possess her, to use the children to their advantage. Whatever the case, Klaus was not going to let that happen.

"So what's the official story then?" Matt asked him.

"Brian attacked Bonnie and I killed him for it." Klaus said. Elijah would dispose of the body and no one would ever see it or know what had really happened.

They all nodded in agreement.


Mystic Falls

Stefan, Damon, and an unconscious Elena had made it to Mystic Falls in record time. While his brother locked Elena in the basement of their home, Stefan made his way to Caroline's house. He wanted to let her know that they were back in town and that they had brought Elena with them.

Liz Forbes opened the door and greeted Stefan with a smile. "You're back!" she seemed really excited. "Where is Caroline?" she asked looking past Stefan. She had clearly expected to see her daughter with him.

"Actually that's why I'm here." Stefan told her. "We just arrived from visiting Elena and I thought Caroline would want to know. She hasn't answered any of my calls." The cover story Caroline and Bonnie had used to explain Elena's absence was that she was spending time with her extending family and dealing with all the tragedies that had happened to her in such a short time.

Liz frowned. "Caroline left with you to visit Elena." She hadn't been happy that Caroline had left without saying goodbye but she knew how much both girls loved each other. And Elena had been through so much, she couldn't fault Caroline for wanting to spend time with her friend and support her.

"No she didn't." Stefan told her with a strange look on his face. "Caroline stayed here." She had wanted to come with them but they had convinced her to stay in Mystic Falls.

"But she's been texting me…" Liz pulled her cell phone out. "I haven't been able to talk to her but she has been letting me know she's okay." She showed Stefan the messages she had received from Caroline's phone. "What the hell is going on Stefan?"

"I don't know." He answered honestly while a sinking feeling formed in the pit of his stomach.

"Where is my daughter?" Liz demanded to know, the fear and panic more than evident in her face and voice. "And who the hell has been texting me pretending to be her?"

"I don't know, Liz." Stefan replied softly. "I really don't know."

What had happened to Caroline?


New Orleans

Bonnie placed the bloody nightgown inside a plastic bag and threw it in the trash. She had taken a shower and changed into the clothes Rebekah had gotten her, a simple white shirt and sleeping shorts.

Klaus sat on the bed, waiting patiently for her. He stood up the moment she stepped out of the bathroom. "How are you feeling?"

"Better," she didn't feel lightheaded anymore and the trembling had stopped. She walked until she was standing right in front of him.

The hybrid reached out and touched her neck, his fingers lightly tracing the soft caramel skin. It looked perfect; there was not a single scratch or scar on her neck. There was no trace left of the vicious attack. "I'm sorry." Klaus whispered. "I should've been there." If he hadn't stormed out of the room he would have been there to protect her from Brian. He had failed her.

"You came just in time." Bonnie murmured. The attack had completely caught her off guard. There had been so much confusion and fear that she didn't have time to fight back.

Klaus wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against his chest. He felt guilty, for getting angry with her and leaving her alone, and for not being there to protect her.

Bonnie rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes. "I think Rebekah is right," she murmured. "I have healed before, almost like a vampire."

Klaus remembered when he had fed from her at the Sanatorium; the bite mark had healed on its own. Rebekah's theory that it was the twins made complete sense.

"Now there is another reason for people to come after us." Bonnie muttered. "If the werewolves learn that our babies blood can kill them-"

"We'll keep it at secret." Klaus reassured her while rubbing her back. "We did learn something very important today." He said after a while in silence.

"What?" Bonnie lifted her face and gazed up at him.

"Our enemies see our children as a weakness Bonnie," Klaus gaze down at her and met her eyes. "But tonight and when you fought the Seer, and when the spirits attacked you…those moments proved that they are anything but." He told her. He smiled tenderly and cupped her cheek. "Our children might have inherited all of our enemies but they have also inherited all of our strengths and multiplied them tenfold."

They had, Bonnie realized. The twins had magic and could protect themselves against the witches and their blood was venom to vampires and werewolves alike. Their children were not defenseless or an easy prey as their enemies liked to believe. "We're going to be okay." Bonnie said.

"We will." Klaus got down on his knees in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Bonnie asked as he pulled her shirt up.

Klaus placed his hands on her hips and deposited a soft kiss on belly before resting his ear against it. Bonnie's fingers combed through his blond curls while she rested her other hand against his shoulder. A soft smiled formed on her lips as she looked down at her hybrid. "Are they okay?"

"They're perfect." Klaus whispered against her skin.

We will be okay, Bonnie thought. Whatever enemies came their way, whatever bad dreams plagued her mind, they would be fine.

Klaus smiled against her skin as he continued to listen to the steady rhythm of the twins' heartbeat.


"Here you go." Sabine said handing Hayley a jar filled with a green liquid. "Mixed this with water and have your pack drink it on the night of the full moon."

"And they will be free?" Hayley asked as she took the jar. It looked disgusting.

"They will be free." Sabine confirmed leaning back against a tree. They were meeting in the outskirts of the Bayou. A wolf howled in the distance. "Just like I promised."

Hayley nodded. "Thank-you." She studied the other woman's face in detail. "Why are you doing this?"

Sabine sniggered and shook her head. "I have my reasons."

Whatever, Hayley thought. They had both had fulfilled their ends of the bargain and now it was time to move on. She gave Sabine one last look before she took off deeper into the Bayou. She couldn't wait to share the news with her pack, soon they would be free.

Celeste watched her go. Once she couldn't feel Hayley's presence anymore she started walking in the opposite direction, out of the Bayou and towards the road, where her car was parked.

The Crescents had once ruled over New Orleans before Marcel had cursed them and taken over. Now they were about to be free of their curse and they were going to want revenge against Marcel and take the city back.

Celeste was counting on that. The war between the vampires and the werewolves for control of the city would escalate, giving the witches the time they needed to unite forces and finish whoever was left standing.

Soon, Celeste thought. She was so close to achieving what she had always wanted. Everything was going according to plan, what she needed now was to neutralize the Mikaelsons once and for all.


A/n: Thank-you so much for all your continued support with this story. The Bennett coven will be summoned in the next chapter. See you next time!