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Marcel had woken up by the sound of thunder as a storm had been approaching the city. He had sat up slowly and quietly trying his best not to disturb the blonde next to him. Swinging his legs out of bed and onto the floor, he slipped on his sweatpants and made his way out into the main room. Sofya's door was open which meant she wasn't there thank God.

He glanced at the window then made his way to the bar for some blood. Marcel still couldn't believe what had happened last night and that it actually occurred. He just wasn't sure exactly where that left them. Whether it was a random hookup or something else, he wanted to figure it out.

Marcel poured the blood out of the bag into two glasses splitting it with her; he still needed to keep a hold of her. He didn't think anymore or any less of Violet when she was a ripper it was just that she was hard to keep track of. He knew the things she was capable of and she would stop and nothing to do them. Marcel wondered if it was part of her games but she had been sincere the last few days, unless it was a mask she was wearing.

"Hey…Why didn't you wake me up?" Violet was leaning against the doorway. She had been buttoning up her plaid shirt.

He was mid drink when she stepped out. "You were sleeping like a baby so I didn't want to bother you besides I just woke up myself" Marcel reached for the other glass and held it out for her. She smiled faintly and moved over to the glass.

Violet gladly drank the blood as if it was water. She wiped the corner of her mouth before looking for the blood bag for the rest. She'd rather have a human but that had to do for the moment. The bag was lying on the opposite counter and she reached for it but Marcel grabbed it first.

"Are you sure you really need that? One leads to two, two leads to three…" He picked it up looking at her.

"I'm content for now…" Violet placed her hands on the counter and leaned forward. She stepped on the tip of her toes reaching for it but Marcel held it away. He smiled at her once she became aggravated but both of them were only teasing one another. The game had stopped once they heard a loud, hard knock on the door.

She moved from the counter and answered it with Marcel watching her curious. When she opened the door Vincent had marched in without a glance. He turned around to face them then realized that Violet was standing there in a shirt and underwear. She smiled slyly and waved at him which prompted him to look away.

"I didn't think I was going to be interrupting anything…" Vincent spoke putting two and two together.

Marcel had stepped away from the bar taking another drink of blood. "I think you're making our witch here uncomfortable Vi"

She now smiled in his direction. "I do that to a lot of people" Marcel nodded towards the bedroom and her smile faded. "Oh come on, he had a wife before that I'm sure he saw prance around in underwear"

"I really didn't come to break up whatever was going on but we've got a problem on our hands Marcel"

He nodded again towards the bedroom and Violet huffed and walked in that direction dramatically. Marcel sighed then moved towards Vincent. "What's going on now? This Hollow stuff popping up around the city again?"

Marcel and Violet had arrived at the compound not even an hour later much to her displeasure. "You promise that this isn't going to take all morning?" She asked as he tugged at the locked gate. He pulled harder until in broke and they walked inside.

"We'll find out…Elijah Mikaelson!" Marcel called out loudly as the place was filled with silence. They stood in the middle of the room looking around.

Violet nearly jumped as thunder once again filled the air. She growled lowly and was ready to leave at any moment. She was planning to spend the day with Marcel but instead she got slapped with Mikaelson drama. Violet didn't even know why she went with him.

Marcel went to speak again until he saw Klaus appear from one of the upstairs bedrooms. He narrowed his eyes down at them and began walking down the stairs. "My daughter is sleeping"

"Trust me this was the last thing I wanted to do so where is your brother?" He looked up towards
Klaus.

"He isn't here" To the both of them Klaus was acting like he was hiding something. Maybe he was or wasn't but there wasn't a truth to his voice.

"Well thing is I need to talk to him because Elijah is causing trouble in my city yet again"

Klaus had paused at the mention of it all with the roll of his eyes. He noticed Violet smirk at him and inch towards Marcel a little closer. He blocked out anything that she was trying to bring his way. "What is this all about exactly?"

"I just got word that you brother killed four girls from the New Orleans Coven in order to begin the harvest. You know one of my number one rules is no harming children and yet Elijah is killing for innocent teenagers for what?"

He couldn't even defend is brother because Hayley had just stepped over after hearing the whole thing. She looked over at Klaus who seemed as speechless as she was. Marcel had placed his hand on his head and rubbed lightly. "You didn't know?"

With this Hollow situation going on the Mikaelson family needed to be the last of Marcel's worries. Elijah going around massacring witches was completely out of question and would make the witches hate the more than they already do.

Hayley looked over both Marcel and Violet just for some sort of precaution. She was there when Violet wanted to attack Hope and wouldn't trust her. "So we've got Elijah now doing his own thing? Freya just said…"

Klaus cut her off which prompted Marcel to pick up on a piece of information that he wasn't aware of. "Freya said what?" Violet asked back seemingly disinterested but still awake to ask questions.

The two had shifted eyes for a second but Hayley figured that they were going to find out anyway. "The Hollow is coming here. Freya did some spell which showed the Hollow or her people coming after us, after Hope. His is name is Dominic or something like that"

It seemed like Hope had heard her name called and she appeared on the balcony. The little girl looked at the girl with a curious expression. Violet was the first to look at her which made the others follow her gaze.

"Hope…You are supposed to be sleeping" Klaus said walking towards the stairs.

She seemed a little shy looking at them and opened her mouth to say something but Hayley also stepped over. "Go back to bed sweetie; your Grandma Mary will be here soon to pick you up"

"Can't I stay with them?" Hope asked pointing down to Marcel and Violet. Neither of them had met her, well if you count her meeting Violet then that would be different. Klaus had told her stories about Marcel before so she had an idea of who he was.

Klaus looked back over his shoulder to them and Marcel had his eyebrows raised slightly. He offered a light smile then shook his head a little. "That's probably not a good idea"

"It's so boring in the swamp…Please?" She asked again sweetly but no one said anything. Violet had backed away a little behind Marcel. She knew that she was the reason Hope wasn't allowed to be around them.

Hayley had looked at Hope then looked towards Klaus waiting for a response from him. "I don't see any harm in the matter" He said not looking at the other two.

"Are you forgetting that Violet almost killed our daughter last time she saw her?" Apparently she didn't know about their run in last night.

He nodded at her then looked back at Hope. "I heard that…" Violet chimed in.

"I trust them with our daughter, I think she should spend time with her extended family" Klaus said now glancing at them. Whether any of the liked to admit it Marcel was her brother.

"Wait a minute, we are not babysitting" Violet again spoke then looked over toward Marcel, her blonde hair falling off of her shoulder.

He looked over at her and raised his hand for a second stopping her before she could continue. "Like I just told Klaus, no one in this city harms a child. If this Dominic guy is going after Hope she needs to be safe. Besides, I'm sure Klaus and Hayley want answers so we divide up the task"

Violet had a blinked a few times and shut her mouth. She shook her head angrily. "Whatever, let's just go. Pack her things and we'll be in the car" She grabbed Marcel's hand that was still in the air and began pulling him out of the compound.

The babysitting duty had been going smoothly much to everyone's surprise. Hope had been sitting on the floor of the penthouse drawing and coloring peacefully. Marcel was constantly on the phone speaking to Josh, Sofya and countless others to figure out the mess that was going on. Violet was lying on the couch next to Hope, her arm covering her eyes trying to rest.

She popped open an eye and moved her arm to look at the little girl. "Why are you watching me?"

Hope smiled a little then concentrated on her drawing. "I was drawing you. I wanted to make sure it looked like you. See?" She held up the paper, the three of them were drawn with herself in the middle. "Do you like it?"

Violet lifted her head a little to look. "Yeah, it's just like me, great job. If I had a pack of cookies I'd give them to you" She wasn't trying to be cold but she didn't want to babysit at all. Violet was also going through one of her famous mood swings and didn't care what fell out of her mouth.

Marcel had shot her a look but started talking on the phone before he could say anything to her. Hope had bit her lip and went back to coloring. She was being polite and sweet, she didn't do anything wrong to get that kind of reception. She glanced at Marcel who was done pacing for the moment and staring at the window. "He seems frustrated and you seem angry…Do have a family?"

Violet sighed loudly and sat up pulling a pillow behind her. She stretched her legs out and crossed her arms looking at Hope. "They're all dead" She didn't even want to think about them.

She nodded and continued drawing. "Will you color with me? I have a coloring book" Hope grabbed it from her lap and placed it on the table. She slid a few crayons in her direction hoping that she was going to take the invitation. Violet shifted her eyes between her and the table and for some reason she did it. She slid off of the couch and sat up against it, grabbed a red crayon and opened the book to a random page. Hope smiled at her and continued once again.

"I had a family…And now it's just me" She paused glancing towards Marcel for a moment. She smirked to herself and began coloring a rose.

"How did you become a vampire? My Mom won't really tell me about anything because she wants me to have a normal life" Hayley wanted to shelter Hope from the supernatural but it was going to be inevitable. She was a Mikaelson witch after all.

"I was sick and Marcel turned me before I succumbed to it. I was lucky that I had someone like him around"

Marcel had pulled his phone away from his ear for the moment. He had been listening and keeping an eye on them to make sure everything was okay. "Why don't you tell her about that time you accidently threw your high heel across the ballroom and hit me in the back with it? If that was an accident I should say"

Violet looked up from her picture with a bright smile and even a laugh, it was nice for him to see it. "You really remember that all the way back from 1890?"

"What happened?" Hope asked feeling the shift in the room as well.

"If memory serves me correctly, your Aunt and…Your Aunt Rebekah had taken Marcel here away from me right in the middle of dancing. I could have danced all night long and no one else wanted to dance. So once she pulled him away, I stormed away from them and I whipped around, took my heel off and threw it at them…It was an accident, I swear" Violet whispered the last part which made Hope giggle.

There was a moment of silence as they both continued to color. Marcel had hung up after talking for a half hour. "Why did you want to kill me?" He had frozen at her words, his face became emotionless. Violet's head snapped up and turned in her direction in shock. Her mouth had popped open but no words came out.

"Hope…Why don't you go look through Violet's makeup and try some on?" He said slowly walking over. She had jumped from where she was and ran towards the bedroom excited. Marcel stepped over and bent down to face her. Violet looked down quickly away from him. "Are you okay?"

He had placed his hands on her cheeks to lift her head up. She swatted his hands away and took a deep breath. "I had no idea she knew, I didn't even see her that day…I've never had anyone ask me why"

"I'll help you lock this part of you away. No torture, no sending you away this time, it never worked in the first place. We'll do this together"

"It's a part of who I am Marcel, nothing is going to change who I am. You can't fix what's broken. All you can do is let it in which I have done"

She was still avoiding his eye contact and didn't want to look at him. It was different this time around with her emotions because they were now reading on her. Usually Violet was the type of girl to wear her heart on her sleeve but could have a good poker face as well. This time around with her being a ripper didn't make sense. She was supposed to have her emotions off; well she did to a certain extent. Violet still felt and cared, she also hated and raged.

Marcel knew that she suffered from being what she was; it wasn't like being a vampire was gift to everyone. The only thing he could do was to be there because in her eyes she was alone. Violet didn't have family; she lost a best friend and no longer had anything…In actuality, all she had was him. He once more was making the move towards their relationship and kissed her gently. Violet had kissed him back and they parted once there was a knock at the door.

Violet had beaten Marcel to the door and reached for the handle before stopping. There was another knocked and she flipped the lock as quick as possible. Marcel narrowed his eyes looking at her confused on what she was doing. She placed a finger to her lips and backed away towards him. Hope had reappeared and they both looked over at her.

She backed up in front of the girl, Violet was always good at sensing danger. It was even a second later that the doors were busted open and in walked a group of witches. The one in the middle smirked once he saw Hope. "There you are we've been looking for you. Excuse my rudeness, I'm Dominic"

The two vampires had guarded Hope as if she was the most precious diamond in the world. She had hung behind them but stuck her head out a little to see who they were. Dominic looked Violet and Marcel carefully. "We just want the girl…We actually stopped by the other places and if you both were smart you'd move out of our way. We took the other two out pretty quickly"

Marcel and Violet didn't have a chance to make any sort of move. They fell to their knees screaming in pain; two of the witches had their hands held out and chanting a spell. Hope became wide eyed and bent down to check on them. She became fearful but remembered what she was, what she could do.

Once of the witches started walking towards her and the little witch stood back up sternly. Hope pulled the bracelet off of her wrist and tossed it on the ground. She threw her hands out and all of the witches suddenly dropped to the ground. Violet and Marcel quit screaming and lifted their heads at the scene. All of their necks were snapped at once with Hope making sure they all were down for the count. The vampires had looked at her in some sort of amazement.

Klaus and Hayley had run in but skidded at the five dead witches. They looked at their daughter who stood proudly and brave. "Sweetie I told you to never take your bracelet off" She spotted it across the room and went for it.

"But they are my friends, they were nice to me" Marcel and Violet had stood up but didn't say anything. Hope had smiled between them then grabbed their hands. "Especially Violet, we colored together and Marcel took care of me"

Violet looked down at the girl, an expression mixed with happiness, surprise and relief. Her eyes became a little watery and she looked up towards Klaus.

He happened to be happy and relieved as well knowing it was going to go smoothly. "Can I take home the picture you colored?"