Episode 22: The Feast of All Saints

Part Three

The Mikaelson Compound...

"Has our mother been resurrected yet at least?" Elijah asked.

"Not yet," Kol replied. "Our most powerful witch has been a bit occupied keeping aunt Dahlia down, as you can see."

"Remind me why we're trusting Freya again, the sister who we know for a fact now put our other sister's very soul in danger?"

"Because you need me," Freya jumped in, coming to her own defence. "I know I wronged all of you by doing what I did, especially Rebekah, and I could not be more sorry, but right now we have to focus on the real enemy – Dahlia. And once we have, I promise I will do whatever it takes to make this up to all of you. I am more than willing to work to earn back the trust of each and every one of you."

"Does that not work for you Elijah?" Kol asked, looking at his older brother.

Elijah sighed. "We do need her, I'll give her that. But should you dare harm Rebekah again-"

"You won't have to worry about that," Freya tried to assure him, Elijah giving her a sceptical look, folding his arms.

At that moment, Klaus' eyes opened and he gasped loudly, Elijah, Kol and Cami all giving Klaus their undivided attention, while Freya looked over at Dahlia, waiting for her to wake up next, a terrified look in her eyes.

"Why... why am I awake?" Klaus asked, looking up at Cami. "Have we—no..."

Dahlia suddenly awoke with a gasp next, a furious look on her face. She hadn't forgotten what Klaus just did to her. She glanced over at the hybrid, who was glaring back at her, though she could tell he was still greatly weakened by the effects of the dagger, which only looked somewhat melted, both the handle and the blade. But melted enough that it no longer worked.

With one swift motion, Klaus ripped what was left of the dagger out of his chest, letting out a grunt of pain while he did and tossing it aside.

Freya and Cami helped Klaus get back up on his feet, Klaus using Freya for support as he wrapped one arm around her shoulders, while Kol and Elijah stood aside and watched Dahlia carefully as she got to her feet, glaring hard at Klaus as she did. "How foolish was I... to place my trust in you after you already proved to me that you couldn't be trusted," Dahlia stated bitterly.

"Don't blame yourself love, I happen to be very persuasive, not to mention charming," Klaus replied, trying to play it tough, even though he was almost as terrified as what Freya was.

"You're quick on your feet," Dahlia admitted. "But you underestimated how powerful I was. You, Niklaus, were foolish enough to think that a mere dagger would hold me down."

"That wasn't just a mere dagger," Kol argued defensively, Elijah throwing him a look of confusion. "I'll have you know of all the white oak daggers that one was the most powerful of them all. Capable of neutralizing the Original Hybrid."

Dahlia smirked. She then held out one hand, Kol and Elijah sent flying through the air, both landing with their backs against a wall. "Tonight at the moon's apex, I plan to end the lives of all of my sister's surviving children," Dahlia announced. She then made that hand into a fist, knocking both Cami and Freya off their feet and on to the ground, leaving a weakened Klaus the only one still standing. Kol and Elijah attempted to move, only to find themselves mystically held in place, thanks to Dahlia. "You have proven to me Niklaus, that all family will ever bring you is pain."

"But what about the power you receive from Freya, or hope to receive from my daughter? Are you so willing to give all of that up just to spite me?"

"I've already decided to kill Freya. But I haven't decided what to do with your daughter yet, even though she would more than likely break my heart as well, seeing as she's family."

Just then, Marcel and Rebekah raced into the courtyard at vampire speed. Klaus, Marcel and Rebekah all attempted to charge Dahlia at once, only for Dahlia to open her fist, the three of them all falling to their knees, holding their heads in pain. "Have you all not realized yet?! You cannot defeat me!" Dahlia insisted angrily.

Marcel began to bleed from the nose and eyes, Dahlia's magic affecting him more than Klaus and Rebekah.

"Leave them alone!" Freya cried, however, just like Kol and Elijah, she was mystically held in place, stuck pinned to the floor, Cami in the same boat as her.

Dahlia laughed. "You're concern for those you see as 'family', Freya... is irritating. I think I liked you better when you were sleeping... but as it is, surprisingly enough, you're not the one I'm the most angry with right now. That would be the nephew who betrayed me, after I did nothing but offer my help. Niklaus."

Dahlia then walked over to Klaus, who was still holding his head in pain. Smiling sadistically, she placed one finger on his forehead, and suddenly, within the blink of an eye, the pair of them were gone, vanished into thin air and nowhere to be seen.

The pain in Rebekah and Marcel's heads eased up, and Freya, Cami, Kol and Elijah could move freely again, Dahlia's magic no longer affecting them. "Did she just bloody teleport out of here?" Kol asked.

"It would seem that way. And she took our brother with him," Freya replied.

"Where do you think she took him?" asked Cami in a concerned tone, looking over to Freya for an answer.

Freya hesitated. "I don't know. But obviously she's intending for us to find them. She's going to use him as bait to lure the rest of us to our downfall. So she can kill us all in one fell swoop. And she's going to torture Klaus however she likes in the meantime."

"Not like you mind, seeing as how you wanted to kill him," Kol said bitterly.

"You think I would've taken pleasure in killing one of my own brothers? The family I fought to get back to? I didn't want to hurt Niklaus. I saw no other way to kill Dahlia but to kill him too. And now... now she's going to kill us all. And there's nothing we can do about it. We've got no way to kill her-"

"Yes we do," Elijah jumped in. "That weapon we were going to use, we haven't bound it yet with our mother's blood. All we need to do is raise our mother, and take some of our blood. Then we can go save Niklaus and send our wicked aunt off to hell where she belongs. We won't fail."

"You're forgetting that to kill Dahlia we'll have to get close enough to her to stab her first," Freya pointed out.

"Which isn't the easiest thing to do in the world," Rebekah added.

"We'll just... need to take her by surprise is all. I have no intention of forfeiting my life or any of my family's lives. I think you can all understand that. Now—we've no time to waste. Let's go resurrect our mother."

The group conversation was interrupted by Davina, who just arrived in the courtyard, Kol walking over to her to greet her, looking relieved to see her. "Hey, what did I miss?" Davina asked.

The Nursery of the Mikaelson Compound...

Elijah stood just outside of the door frame of the nursery, Hayley standing on the other side, her arms folded, Hope hanging out in her crib. "Are you... are you okay, Elijah?" Hayley asked, a look of deep concern on her face.

Elijah hesitated. "I'm far from okay, Hayley... I don't think I'll ever be okay again. I've been telling myself lies about who I was for the last thousand years, and I believed each and every lie I told as though it were the truth. And now, now I actually know the truth. I know who I am now. I'm everything my mother accused me of being. I'm the monster she thought I was."

"You're not a monster, Elijah. Elijah—hey, look at me," Hayley said, reaching out and putting her hands on Elijah's face as he tried to avoid looking directly at her. "You're not a bad guy Elijah. You're not evil, you're not. You're one of the greatest guys I've ever met."

"No, I'm not. But we can finish having this conversation once the worst is already over. As you know, Dahlia melted the dagger in Niklaus' chest," Elijah paused, Hayley taking her hands off of Elijah's face. "Once the dagger was sufficiently melted, Klaus woke up, along with Dahlia. This you already know. But what you don't know is, Dahlia took Klaus."

"Oh my god."

"I know. Freya is the midst of resurrecting our mother as we speak. Once our mother is alive again, we'll use her blood to complete the weapon we plan to use to kill Dahlia. Then we'll track her and Niklaus down, and we'll end the wretched witch's life. Hopefully she won't have killed Klaus by the time we find her."

Hayley swallowed nervously. "Hopefully. Hopefully you'll off her before she gets the chance to kill anyone else."

"Agreed."

Elijah started to walk away from Hayley, only to stop a couple of steps later, turning around and walking back towards Hayley. "Hayley."

"Elijah?"

"I know you've just your husband and I know-"

Hayley shook her head. "Please, Elijah don't, whatever you're about to say-"

"This might be the last chance I have to say it. I love you, Hayley Marshall, and if I die tonight, without having told you that," Elijah hesitated, seeing a very vulnerable look on Hayley's face. "I would regret it."

"Elijah, this isn't fair-"

"I know. And I'm sorry. But I hope you can at least... understand."

Hayley nodded. "I do, but if you're expecting-"

"I'm not expecting anything from you. I'm not... I'm not expecting anything from you Hayley."

"Okay," Hayley replied, now looking conflicted and a little confused. Elijah turned around and took off, using his vampire speed, Hayley letting out a sigh, turning around herself and walking towards Hope.

The Warehouse District...

Dahlia was dragging a weakened Klaus roughly by the arm into a storage warehouse that was full of antique cars from the early 1900s. Dahlia scowled. "Two centuries ago, this city hung its traitors right here. Though you already knew that. I thought it only fitting that it be your slaughtering grounds," she explained.

"It'll still take some time for you to kill me using magic alone," Klaus replied.

"I'm well aware of that. You seem to think I would have an issue with that. I'll enjoy myself watching you suffer, pleading for your pathetic life-"

"I'll never beg for mercy from the likes of you, and I am not pathetic," Klaus spat.

Frustrated, Dahlia threw Klaus to the ground, waving her hand over him to keep him held mystically in place. Dahlia then walked a few feet further away from Klaus. She then extended out one arm towards Klaus. "Ignis!" she shouted, creating a ring of fire around Klaus, from which he could not escape. Klaus stood up and immediately rushed towards the flames, Dahlia no longer keeping him magically pinned to the floor, only to find that he could not walk through the flames as much as he wanted to.

"Try all you like to get through," Dahlia said with a small laugh. "That circle is designed to hold you in place for as long as I like. The flames weren't necessary, but you know how I'm one for the dramatics."

Klaus glared at Dahlia, his nostrils flaring. "You haven't won yet, Dahlia."

"Oh, haven't I? It's only a matter of time before your siblings come looking for you. If all goes according to plan, they'll arrive at nightfall, and then I can kill all of you in one go."

"You're wrong. If we all stand together, which we will, we'll kill you before you kill a single one of us," Klaus argued.

"It amazes me. How you loathe Mikael so much, and yet... you are so similar to one another, personality wise."

"What can I say, our parents decide who we are."

Dahlia smirked. "I'd like to argue that. My parents were nothing like Esther and I. Unlike us, they were pure of heart. Good people. They would be truly devastated to find out what their children had become."

"How about instead of talking about the grandparents I can never hope to know, we talk about someone we both know in what could potentially be my last hours. You see there's a question that's been on my mind ever since I was reunited with my long lost sister. How did Freya escape you? How did she leave your side without you knowing?"

Dahlia looked bothered by the question but tried to cover it up as best she could, trying to force a look of stoicism on her face. "I don't actually know. Not like it matters."

"Poppycock. Of course you know. Now why won't you tell me?"

The Mikaelson Compound...

Freya, Kol, Rebekah, Elijah, Marcel and Davina were all gathered around the salt circle where Esther's body laid inside, Kol holding a knife over the palm of his left hand. Without hesitation, Kol slit the palm of his hand with the knife, cutting just deep enough to draw blood. He then stepped inside the salt circle and made his bleeding hand into a fist over his mother's corpse, allowing a few drops of blood to drip on his mother's chest. He then stepped back outside the circle, and passed the knife to Rebekah, who repeated the same process, and then Rebekah turned the knife over to Elijah, who reluctantly did just as Kol and Rebekah did.

Freya then held hands with Davina, both of them staring at Esther's body with a look of concentration on their faces. They began to chant, Kol watching Davina while they did, ready to step in and stop them if Davina started to look exhausted. As the chanting continued, Rebekah noticed that Esther's body was starting to look less and less decayed. Impulsively, she reached for Marcel's hand, Marcel giving it to her.

Suddenly, the entire room began to shake, Freya beginning to look overwhelmed while twin trails of blood were running down from Davina's nose. "Davina!" Kol shouted, attempting to reach out to Davina from across the salt circle, only for Elijah to hold him back, restraining him.

Esther gasped, rapidly blinking her eyes, and instinctively sitting upright. Elijah released Kol, Kol darting across the circle to be at bleeding Davina's side, while everyone else looked to the recently resurrected, and naked, Esther, Rebekah taking her hand back from Marcel before anyone noticed.

Elijah, using his vampire speed, briefly ran out of the room, and came back in holding the cursed shackles in his hands. Before Esther could even stand up, Elijah went over to her, crossing the salt circle and slammed the cursed shackles on to her wrists to prevent her from doing any magic. Esther stared at Elijah for a moment, a look of bewilderment on her face. Elijah smirked. "Welcome back, mother."

Author's Note: So this is probably one of the better chapters for the shippers who read this story, or at least better for the Kolvina, Haylijah and Rebel shippers (are there that many Originals fans who ship Rebel just out of curiosity? I'm mostly indifferent to them but I felt it was logical for the story if that makes). Those ships get their moment this chapter, before, you know, all the angsty stuff happens over the next couple of chapters as this story wraps up. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, and if you didn't enjoy the ship stuff, hopefully you enjoyed the moments between the different Mikaelson siblings, or enjoyed the suspense. Oh, last thing, for those of you wondering, no Rebekah does not know about Freya's hand to play in the Eva Sinclair crisis. No one's told her yet. She will find out, however, before the story ends.