AN: Hah! All your reactions to last chapter made me laugh. Yes, feel the hate! Now you know how Adriana felt for about 500 years. Okay, so my love for music and spontaneity comes out in this chapter. Yeah, I'm really not sorry. Enjoy!

Songs used in this chapter: Lay All Your Love On Me- ABBA, Detroit Rock City- KISS, DJ Got Us Fallin' In Love- Usher. All songs belong to their respective owners and I take no credit for them.

DJ Got Us Falling In Love Again

In which Tayte is so done with everyones (namely Adrianas) bullshit, and throws a two person party

"Get up."

No movement.

"For the love of everything holy Adriana, get up."

Still no movement.

Sighing deeply, Tayte ran a hand through his hair and glared at the ceiling. Adriana lay curled in a ball, her back against the wooden wall and her eyes wide and almost vacant as she kept muttering under her breath. Tayte flickered his blue eyes from her and then back to the ceiling, his lips pulled down into a deep frown as he thought. Davina was away with friends, Ulrik was on a play date, there was no one else in the apartment apart from them.

"We should've never been allowed to adopt." Adriana kept muttering under her breath. "We're the most messed up guardians there ever was. This was a mistake, I should take him back."

"Alright." Tayte finally stated, throwing his hands up in defeat. Tayte gently lowered himself to his knees, coming about the same level as Adriana. "Look Adriana, I don't know what's running through your psycho little head right now. I won't pretend I ever do. But, seriously? Hiding in the corner like a little girl? Come on. You're better than that. Mother of Nightmares. Psychotic Maid. The Queen Of New Orleans? You're better than this."

"I'm really not." Adriana murmured, picking at her nails. "I just wanted a child to love again, and Elijah had to throw it all in my face. As well as insult single parents everywhere. Bastard."

"Oh, to hell with what Elijah says." Tayte snapped, leaning forward and staring back at Adriana. "Haven't you ever done anything without Elijahs approval? You're like a tame housewife. No. A tame handbag dog!"

"Excuse me." Adriana snapped back. Her head shooting up and eyes narrowing. "Did you just call me a dog? I'm not a dog. I did lots of things without Elijahs approval. I burned cities, I created an entire army. I could rip out your hear right now, and make your mother use your fresh blood as lipstick. Who the hell do you think your calling a dog?"

"The woman who backs down like a pathetic child once she gets a slap on the wrist." Tayte spat, his own eyes narrowing as Adriana hissed at him. "So what if he has regrets? That's the least he deserves. Yeah, you've done bad things Adriana, but everything you've done can be traced back to Elijah. Yeah, you're a bit of a bitch, but everything you've ever done was to protect you loved ones. So stop this behaviour and get up."

"Ulrik…" Adriana began, trailing off with wide eyes.

"At a play date because he doesn't deserve to see him mother contemplating giving him up." Tayte scoffed, rolling his eyes slightly. "Come on." Tayte straightened up, grabbing Adrianas hand and dragging her up with him. "You need a drink."

"Vampires can't get drunk, idiota, and no one drinks for the wonderful taste of it." Adriana huffed, letting Tayte drag her to the kitchen island. "They drink because they think they can find the answer to their problems at the bottom of a glass."

"There's a first time for everything." Tayte smirked at her, shoving a shot glass into her hand.

"Is this vodka?" Adriana asked, wrinkling her noise at the glass. "Tayte… do you have any class? Taste?"

"88.8% alcohol…" He nodded thoughtfully, reading the back of the bottle. "I may or may not have stolen it from the back of a bar with the handy usage of vampiric speed. So, the answer to your question, no."

"Stole it? 88.8%? Tayte! We have a baby in the house!"

"One, he's not here right now. Two, it's on the top shelf."

"Tayte!"

"Adriana!" He mocked, pouring his own glass and gesturing to Adriana. "Cheers, Kronidiot."

"Bastardo di dio." Adriana insulted back, knocking back her shot whole and not even flinching. "I've had wine that's stronger than this stuff."

"Did you add ethanol to that wine?" Tayte smiled pouring her another shot and raising an eyebrow when she knocked that one back too.

"Maybe. Maybe not." She shrugged nonchalantly, holding out her glass to be filled once more, raising an eyebrow expectingly at him. "That was nothing, I put arsenic in Elijah's glass once. I mixed it all with vervain as well. After he burnt the entirety of his mouth, he had an innocent little human take the glass and the human died of arsenic poisoning. It was beautiful. His expression is forever engraved in my happiest memories."

"I like this version of you better than the one curling in the corner."

"Most people do, honey. Most people do."

"I can see why."

"Are you trying to say something?"

"Maybe. Maybe not."

"Do you want me to rip your tongue out?"

"What happens if I say yes?"

"Then I'll rip your tongue out, and send it packaged to your mother." Adriana stated, a sickly sweet smile plastered on her face. "I'll even put a lovely little blue ribbon on it, I'm feeling nice today."

"What is it with you and threats involving mothers today?" Tayte muttered to himself, knocking back another shot. "You trying to beat the world record or something?"

"I'll beat your teeth out if you keep talking to me like that." Adriana growled.

"Wow, drunk and upset Adriana is a violent Adriana." Tayte scoffed, holding the bottle out of her reach as she went to snatch it.

"I'm a vampire." Adriana snapped at him, pouting slightly. "I can't get drunk."

"First time for everything. How many shots have you had?" He smirked and only raised the bottle higher when she tried to jum and get it. "Got to be over thirty. A human would be dying of alcohol poisoning by now."

"Turn on the radio, you freakishly tall giant." She only scoffed, falling back into the stool and crossing her arms.

"Not my fault your tiny." Tayte shrugged, sidestepping the butter knife that was thrown at him. "Now, now. No need to be self conscious."

"I'm not short. You know Tayte, if you were anyone else…"

"You'd rip out my heart. Yeah, we get it."

He dodged the fork that was aimed for his eyes, switching on the radio and grinning as the song playing filled the penthouse..

'~I wasn't jealous before we met
Now everyone that I see is a potential threat
And I'm possessive, it isn't nice
You've heard me saying that smoking was my only vice~'

"Come on Adri," Tayte smiled, gently tugging Adriana up from the stool.

"What are you doing?" Adriana frowned, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"We're gonna dance!"

"If anyone's drunk out of us two. It's you."

'~Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me...~'

Adriana let a laugh escape her as Tayte sang along to the chorus, her eyes significantly brighter than before. Letting him drag her to a more open space, the radio still loud and clear. Tayte spun her around, and hummed along to the song as it went ballroom stepping her around in circles.

The song slowly faded off, a guitar rift filling the room, Adriana grinning excitedly.

"Never took you for a rock girl." Tayte chuckled, watching the woman bounce up and down in her hands. Laughing, and joining in on the chorus with her.

'~Get up
Everybody's going move their feet
Get down
Everybody's going leave their seat
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City~'

Clapping her hands and nodding her head to the rest of the song, Adriana giggled lightly at Taytes air guitar and drums.

Much like the last song, the drums and guitar slowly tapered as the next song started playing. A more electro and slow beat filling the penthouse, the heavy base kicking in and Tayte grabbing Adrianas hands and spinning them both around, bouncing to the slow beat of the song.

'~Ain't I seen you before?
I think I remember those
Eyes, eyes, eyes
Eyes, eye-eyes~'

Adriana fell against Tayte with a soft smile on her face, looking up at him with bright, and dark brown eyes. Taytes cold, and deadly blue ones gazed back at her, softened in the low light.

'~'Cause baby, tonight
The DJ got us falling in love again
Yeah, baby
Tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
So dance, dance like it's the last, last night
Of your life, life~'

Tayte spun Adriana around, smiling at her ringing laughter.

'~I swear I remember those eyes~'

Adriana wasn't a woman who was usually romanced, she was cunning, ambitious and determined. She thread everyone around her little finger and ripped them to shreds just because she was bored. People had tried to manipulate her, but they had always met her sharp teeth and sadistic personality.

So, Adriana really wasn't sure what surprised her more.

The fact Tayte kissed her, or the fact she kissed back.

"See. I can do things without Elijahs approval." She whispered smugly against his lips.

"I'd rather not talk about that drittsekk right now." Tayte growled against her soft ones.

"Marcel?" Davina asked softly, standing in the doorway of his apartment with tears in her eyes. Marcel looking up and immediately rushing forward.

"We just heard." Marcel said quickly, sympathy painted across his face at Davinas devastation. "Is Josh with you?"

"No." Davina answered brokenly. "When Jackson came to get Aiden's body, he just took off."

"D- D," Marcel stuttered, as if moving to say something and them deciding against it. Wrapping his arms around here and letting her sob in his arms. "I'm so sorry."

"Little light." A voice cried out, Adriana bursting into the apartment, eyes wide and phone in hand. "I got your text. I came here as fast as I could."

"She's not joking, lille kattunge." A ruffled looking Tayte sighed, gently closing the door behind him. Shushing a fidgeting Ulrik in his arm. "Now, babyen, kattunge had been hurt. And you will help me find the person who hurt her and avenge her. Aren't you, babyen?"

"It's fine Tayte." Davina smiled meekly, stepping out of Marcels hold and letting the tall male ruffle her hair affectionately. "I've got it sorted, but thanks anyway."

"You stink of sex and alcohol." Marcel whispered to Adriana as she came to stand next to him.

"Shut up before I rip your tongue out and staple it to your dick." Adriana whisper-hissed back. "Besides, I'm great in bed."

"I brought something for you." Davina finally spoke up, stepping towards Marcel and reaching into her purse. Pulling out a gold dagger that Adriana remembered her and Kol making, and handing it to him. Rebekah stepping forward to see the dagger and letting her mouth fall open in shock. Marcel looked stunned to see it as well, almost colliding with Rebekah as she rushed forward.

"Is that what I think it is?" Rebekah asked, staring at the dagger. Adriana and Tayte exchanging a confused look.

"We've missed out on drama." Adriana muttered to him, leaning against his side. "Unforgivable. We need to remedy this immediately."

"The dagger Kol and I made." Davina nodded in confirmation. "I want you to use it. I want you to put Klaus down."

"Drama. So much drama we haven't been involved in. Unforgivable. Treasonous."

Almost hesitantly, Marcel took the shining gold dagger from Davina. Squeeezing it in his hand and nodding back determinedly.

"So much drama…" Adriana trailed off, her eyes wide in horror. "Maybe it's got something to do with that Dahlia that Freya girlie mentioned."

"Maybe." Tayte whispered back in agreement. "We really should know these things."

"I should throw a ball, that always garuntees entertainment."

"We're not throwing a ball Adri."

"You're right, too much time, we need to get things exploding in everyone's faces now."

"Or," Tayte offered, turning to Adriana fully. "We could just sit on the sidelines, eat popcorn, and laugh while everything for everyone else goes to hell."

"I like that plan." Adriana nodded in agreement, pausing for a moment before narrowing her eyes. "Why do I feel like everyone around us just played into someone's hands?"

(Oh, Adriana Angelo Mafiay. A woman named Dahlia smirked somewhere in the city, her song starting to play all around the quarter. You have no idea.)

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled ominously overhead. Adriana watched Rebekah and Davina with Vincent, inspecting the alter they had set up outside the lycée. Rebekah and Davina sat across from each other around the alter, preparing to unlink Eva's body from Davina's and all those other harvest girls. Rebekah finally finished lighting the candles, clearly nervous.

"All right, then." She nodded, fiddling with her hands. "Just a little bit of witchy business. How difficult can it be?"

Adriana let out a bark of laughter as she and Vincent walked forward, Davina smiling encouragingly at Rebekah.

"Now," Vincent started, "remember the hard part was Eva-" he crossed his index and middle finger to demonstrate, "- linking herself to the kids. And now, it's your body, so you just gotta-" he uncrossed his fingers "- do the unlinking yourself." With that, he gestured to the piece of paper that lay on the alter. "Read what I wrote, 'Abracadabra', link severed."

"Lovely." Rebekah nodded. "I guess I'm hoping I don't turn us all into a horde of bull frogs."

"Good luck girlies." Adriana said, her tone bright and optimistic.

"Sai por ce kai sai ma nous couve gran." Rebekah and Davina chanted, their hands held So their Rebekah could channel Davinas power. "Sai por ce kai sai ma nous couve gran."

"Okay, almost there." Vincent encouraged. "Keep going."

"Sai por ce kai sai ma nous couve gran." Rebekah continued by herself, everyone in the room watching her work carefully. "Sai por ce kai sai ma nous couve gran."

Suddenly, Rebekah and Davina's hands were magically thrown apart, Adriana stepping forward in worry. The girls were alright though, looking at each other before turning to Vincent in confusion.

"Is it finished?" Rebekah asked, worry and confusion clear in her voice.

"Only one way to find out." Vincent replied, pulling out a switchblade, flicking it open and offering it to her.

Slightly reluctantly, Rebekah took the bald and sliced her fingertip open with it. Afterwards, she looked up at Davina who smiled and held up her wound free finger and hand, clearly proud of Rebekah for successfully casting the spell. Relief flooded around the area, any tension from before disappearing. Adriana sighed in relief, ceasing to pick at her nails nervously.

"Isn't it Hayley who's trying to take his daughter?" Freya scoffed in

"Their daughter." Elijah corrected gruffly. Let's not forget that Dahlia is the true enemy here."

"How good, then, that I finished my spell." Freya smiled fakely. "The paint of his artwork, combined with my blood, will render Dahlia vulnerable. The moment she passes between these paintings- she will be mortal. You can kill her... using this."

"Father's knife?" Elijah asked, obviously surprised as he took the object in question..

"I thought it appropriate." Freya shrugged, smiling back at Rebekah.

"We have a visitor. Two in fact." Elijah said quietly, his brown eyes sharpening and the familiar scent of lavender and blood. He was the only one in the room who noticed the almost ominous click of heels that had been slowly coming closer to the compound.

"Alright darlings." A cheerful voice bounced off the walls, the sharp sound of heels reaching their ears as everyone turned towards the doorway. Their eyes widening in surprise, Elijahs jaw locking at the smell of sex that radiated off of her. "Do I actually want to be here? No. Not really. Would I much prefer snuggling with my beautiful baby boy? Yes. They grow so fast after all. Would I much prefer teaching Davina to master her poker face? Yes. Absolutely. Little light couldn't fool a blind man. However, due to some unfortunate events that happened in this lovely little city, namely a cute bambino getting his heart ripped out, it has come to my attention that plain old domesticity is boring, and I really love being involved in other people's drama. Don't worry dears, there's no need to fear, I'm back to save you all from yourselves." Stepping into the light of the courtyard, Adriana smiled sweetly. As if she hadn't just backhandedly insulted them all.

"Hello, Adriana." Elijah sighed, turning towards his technically-still wife. "You never where one to just let sleeping dogs lay."

"But, warrior," Her high voice was soaked in sarcasm as she grinned, "Where's the fun in that?"

Elijah sighed once more, rolling his eyes at her behaviour.

"Darlings." Adriana smirked, her eyes bright and full of mirth as she ran her hands through her straight, short hair. Brushing the grey material of her blouse and inspecting her blood red painted nails. "So, what's been happening?"

Everyone stared at her wordlessly, watching her like a hawk. No one moved. No one spoke.

"Oh, before I forget." Adriana blinked, ignoring the negative atmospheric, as she glanced over her shoulder and frowned. "Gia's by the entrance, I invited her in but she doesn't seem to like me very much."