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Chapter 31 Dance with the Devil (Chasing the Devil's Tail)

Elijah is dreaming that he is his teenaged self in the 10th century. He's chasing a young Klaus through the woods.

"You cannot catch me, Elijah!" A young Klaus exclaimed.

A young Elijah smirked and replied, "You're getting faster, Klaus, but you are not yet fast enough!"

Young Klaus giggles as he continues to run through the forest, his voice echoing through present-day Elijah's head. Suddenly, Young Klaus disappears, and Young Elijah stops in the middle of a small clearing.

"Klaus? Niklaus?" Young Elijah called out.

He looks around him until an older, deeper voice calls out to him. It's present-day Elijah, his face and suit splattered in blood. Thunder and lightning crack above them.

"There you are." An adult Elijah said.

Adult Elijah approaches Young Elijah, who is getting more scared by the moment.

"Do you understand?" He asked. Adult Elijah places his hand on the back of Young Elijah's head as his vampire-face comes out. He whispered, "One day, only a monster shall remain."

Frightened, young Elijah grabs his hatchet from his waist, and though adult Elijah dodges it at first, he's eventually hit in the shoulder with it.

•

Elijah lays on his bed in the compound, still asleep as he was when he was rescued. He's breathing erratically, covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and his muscles are tense, as though he's being overwhelmed by fear. Klaus stands over him and talks to him, his voice echoing through Elijah's head. In Elijah's dream, he pulls the hatchet out of his shoulder, but Young Elijah runs away before he can catch him.

Klaus said, "I know you are locked in battle, however deep in your mind our mother has set the stage. Hear my voice." Elijah twitches anxiously in his sleep. "Our aunt thinks she will win because she has left you alone, but you are not alone. Let me in."

Klaus puts one hand on his head, and one hand on his chest, hoping to gain entry into Elijah's mind. Elijah's body goes rigid as though he's been shocked, and Elijah's muscles begin to seize and spasm painfully.

Klaus continued, "Let me help end whatever torment she has forced upon you."

Klaus' nose begins to bleed, and he gets glimpses of the dreams Elijah has been having. Klaus groans in pain as he continues to try to break through, but he's quickly ripped off of Elijah by Hermione."

"What are you doing?" She asked.

Klaus, startled, pants in an attempt to catch his breath as he wipes the blood from his nose. "I'm trying to enter Elijah's thoughts to wake him." He gestures to Elijah, who is still sleeping fitfully. "Dahlia's locked me out." He said.

Hermione walks over to Elijah, noticing a flower petal-shaped wound on his neck. "Is this rash a side effect of the witchy acid trip he's on?" She asked.

Klaus frowns and returns to Elijah's bedside to examine the wound more carefully. "I haven't seen this since I was a child. Mikael would return home from battle more blindly temperamental than usual, and our mother would use the petals of a rare merlock orchid to put him to sleep. Ester would mend his mind with a spell, and then wake him with the roots of the same plant."

He turns to Hermione, looking hopeful. "If she, Dahlia, has access to it now, then maybe it also grows in the Bayou. You stay here with the wolves and mind the fort."

"Niklaus, let me help." Hermione placed her hand on his arm which stopped him. "I was excellent at Herbology, I could help you find the root that could heal Elijah. Bring him back to us."

Klaus looked at Hermione and shook his head. "No. What would happen if Elijah were to wake and find you a victim of her madness?"

"I won't go after her. I promise. But, let me help you." She implored.

Klaus looks at her for a moment before turning and leaving. Hermione turns back toward Elijah and approaches the bed to talk to him.

Hermione quietly said, "Come back to me, my love. I hate to see how much pain you're in. We will fix this, we will find a way to bring you back." She kissed his sweaty forehead and laid her hand on his unbeaten heart.

She was Hermione Granger and she was going to find a way to bring Elijah back to her.

†

It is barely sunrise, and Jackson is preparing Oliver's body for his funeral. He wraps it up in white sheet before dousing him in alcohol and putting him in a small boat. Jackson takes a swig of whiskey and pushes the boat out into the lake in the Bayou, lighting it on fire with a lighter to give Oliver a traditional Viking funeral. Later, Oliver's remains are still smoking on the lake while Jackson drinks on the nearby dock.

Suddenly, Luna and Finn arrived and stands behind him. She whispered, "I'm so sorry, Jack."

After a moment, Jackson angrily jumps to his feet. "This is bull, guys! Crescent tradition says you have a funeral at dawn, and no one is here! That loyalty..." He stops himself, unable to finish his sentence. "...Loyalty's gone."

Jackson goes to walk away, but Finn stops him. "We're standing around moping over Ollie's body when there's a war to be fought. I understand that you have to grieve, Jackson. You waited for me, so we'll do the same for you. But your people need an Alpha."

Finn gently takes the bottle of whiskey out of his hands before putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. After a moment, they leave him alone to mourn his pack mate.

†

Davina is looking into a broken mirror as she performs a spell, "Venez très connu cendre. Venez très connu cendre."

Kol walks out of the bathroom, having just showered, and watches as Davina's spell begins to repair the broken mirror. He approaches her and leans in close.

"Still at it?" He asked.

Davina is so startled that the mirror cracks in the corner again. Annoyed, she looked to her lover and said, "I'm trying to repair the damage that you did!"

He looks down at the indestructible Papa Tuna blade on the table in front of her, and she snatches it away from him.

"The only reason I'm still stuck with you is for your freaky witch-encyclopedia brain." She said.

Kol nodded. "Okay. Well, here's a magical secret from the ancient legends of the Romani psychics- SLEEP, Davina! You've been awake for days."

Davina starts anxiously packing up her things. "Kind of hard to rest with a thousand-year-old psycho in the next bed." She said.

Kol rolled his eyes and scoffed. "You say that, I sound like a bit of a creeper!"

"Can you just stop?" She asked.

Kol acted innocent and asked, "Stop what, darling?"

Davina shook her head. "Calling me "darling," and trying to be funny, and—" She's momentarily distracted when she sees that Kol's shirt is open, revealing his bare torso. "-That."

Kol simply smirks and buttons up his shirt before walking toward her again. "Oh! Well, most girls like this. But, then, you're not like most girls, are you?"

"What I'd like is for you to just stop messing around."

She continues packing up, and after a moment, Kol stops her. "Okay, Davina. Alright. I have been trying to charm you. And your resistance is as impressive as it is baffling. But there are things that we can do. Big things." Davina looks at him warily. "I can't share my secrets with you unless we trust each other."

Davina cupped his cheeks and muttered, "I don't care about your secrets, Kol." He pulled her into his wet chest and nuzzled into her neck. Davina giggled and pulled out of his arm, she rubbed down his arms and found that there are symbols burned/carved into the skin of his forearm- there are Norse runes that spell his name, and a triskelion. "What's this?" She asked.

Kol looked down at his forearm and sighed. "A long time ago, in our village, once we became a man, we had to get our names carved into our skin to show our village that we weren't boys anymore. My father did it to my brothers, I had to watch to know what it felt like. Mikael did it out of some sick pleasure."

"So, if yours is here," Lightly running her index finger over his arm. "Where are your brothers?"

Kol shivered and cleared his throat. "Finn's is on his back, Elijah's on his right pec and I cannot remember if Niklaus ever got his name; if he did then it's on his chest on his forearm."

Davina smiled and kissed his arm. "Well, if this is bringing bad memories, I am hoping it'll bring new ones now." Kol watched as Davina lightly smudged away her pink lip-gloss from his arm.

Kol felt warmth going through his body, it was something he never felt before and he had hoped to continue to feel it for a very long time, with his love. His fiancé.

†

Klaus is wandering around the Bayou, looking for the merlock orchids to awaken Elijah. As he walks through the forest, an unidentified man stands nearby with a knife in his hand. Eventually, Klaus, noticing the man's breathing and heart beats, vamp-speeds over to where Ansel has been watching him and pins him against a tree.

"Stop following me." He demanded. "I have no intention of taking Dahlia's bargain, and no desire to be remade a mortal being. Now, kindly piss off. I'm in a hurry to help my real family."

Klaus stomps away but stops when Ansel calls out to him. "You seek the merlock orchid."

Klaus turns toward Ansel and looks at him suspiciously. "How did you know that?" Klaus asked.

Ansel stood tall and said, "I saw you carry Elijah home last night. Who do you think used to find the orchid for your mother to put Mikael to sleep? Without my help, you could search forever."

They stare at each other for a long moment, and Ansel smiles a small smile at his son.

Klaus said, "My aunt brought you back from the dead. My sense of strategy tells me that it wasn't to play a father-son game of hide and seek." Klaus once again turns away to search for the flower.

Ansel sighed at Klaus's wolfish stubbornness. "You can storm off in a fit of stubbornness if you like, but I suggest you do so toward the west."

Ansel gestures to his right, and Klaus stops for a moment, considering his options with a sigh.

•

Davina is driving Kol's car while he sits in the passenger seat, wincing as he cradles his injured arm. They're listening to classical music, Davina's favorite, but Kol uses magic to turn the station to blues music. Amused, Davina leans over and hits the button to turn off the radio.

Kol laughed at his witch. "You have any fun with magic, or is it all just angst and child sacrifice with you lot?" He asked.

"You were a witch before you were a vampire, right?"

Kol nodded. "I am now, but yeah. None of my siblings had tapped into their power. I was a bit of a child prodigy! I loved it. I loved the power, I loved the rush... and then, when we turned, I lost it all. Went through a bit of a dark period."

Davina's eyes went huge. "A thousand years?"

"Yeah, well, I'm a thrill-seeker. I couldn't get that from magic anymore, so I looked elsewhere." Thinking back to when he did cause murder and mayhem wherever he went with his family.

"Yeah. Murder, mayhem..." She said.

"Yeah, youthful misadventures! I actually spent quite a lot of time with witches. You know, learning from them, teaching them. Trying to get back what my mother stole from me. But now since I have my powers back, I have the rush for both."

"So, are you happy being a witch again? Tapping into those powers you lost?" She asked.

Kol smirked and messed with his wand. "That and more. I am happy that I got my powers back, from what Snape told me they were dormant and now since they are back, I can do whatever I please." He said.

After a moment of silence, Kol flicks his fingers, turning the radio back on to classical music. Davina smiles at him, she was happy that he has his powers and that they could see each other as equals. She took his hand and rubbed her thumb over his daylight ring, she was happy to be in this moment with him.

†

Klaus is still wandering around the forest, while Ansel follows behind him.

"A thousand years estranged, and you choose to walk in silence?" Ansel said. "Surely you have questions for me."

Klaus sighed and said, "Fine. Just one- is there a way to cure Elijah without having to listen to the pointless ramblings of an old man?"

"I'm afraid the price of my expertise is conversation." Ansel pats Klaus affectionately on the back and slips past him so he can lead him through the woods.

Klaus looked dumbfounded and looked to his true father. "You know, I used to tell myself that my real father must have had no idea I existed. Otherwise, he'd never leave me to suffer under Mikael."

Ansel tightened his jaw and shook his head. "Esther forbade me from seeing you. So, I waited, knowing that one day, you would trigger your curse and need your real father. When that happened, Mikael found me first. I fought him for you."

Klaus said, "Yes, well, your grand declaration is just a few years too late."

"Now, you joke, but I know you've always felt a void in your life." He stopped his son and continued, "I've watched you from beyond for centuries. You've traveled all corners of the world, seen monuments erected, feasted on the blood of the history's most extraordinary men, but you've never found true peace. The only moments of joy in your life, however fleeting, have been simple pleasures. As you climbed the Himalayas, as you tended to your horses. Quiet days, teaching that boy Shakespeare—"

Klaus was overwhelmed by what Ansel was saying. "Stop." He demanded.

Ansel continued, "I watched you paint. I watched you feel your unborn daughter's kick—"

Klaus grabs him in a choke-hold. He looked angrily at Ansel and said, "I said, stop! A millennium of observing me- were your eyes closed as I slaughtered whole villages? Fed my way through thousands of innocents? Because, let's face it- I have a tendency to play with my food."

Ansel stares at him, silent, as Klaus steps closer so they are nearly nose-to-nose.

"Have I made you proud, Father?" Upset, Klaus angrily shoves past Ansel, who looks heartbroken.

After the moment, Ansel and Klaus have come upon a large tree, where the merlock orchids are growing upon the branches. Surrounding the tree are dozens and dozens of purple-flowered herbs.

Klaus sighed in frustration. "Vervain. It's everywhere. My relentless aunt has set a trap."

Ansel looks at the tree and then back at Klaus before smiling pleasantly. "I'll retrieve the merlock for you." He said.

Klaus looked at him suspiciously. He asked, "At what cost?"

Ansel angrily throws his knife into the ground and approaches Klaus. "Why don't you use your vampire abilities to end your doubts? Search my mind. You'll see I'm not aligned with your mother."

Klaus shook his head. "I have absolutely no interest in the inner-workings of your brain."

Ansel eyed his son. "I'm surprised at your cowardice."

Klaus questioned him. "Oh?"

Ansel nodded. "While you stand here in fear of me, your brother suffers further."

Klaus is clearly hurt by these words, and after a moment, he reconsiders Ansel's offer. "Gather the orchids." He demanded.

†

Davina has arrived at the cemetery, Kol is waiting for her outside of a mausoleum, holding the athame that he took from the Lycée.

"What's this?" She asked. "What's going on?"

Kol chuckled. "About a hundred years ago, this tomb used to be my playhouse. The witches I used to run with, we used to make all kinds of magic in here. That is, until I pissed the prettiest one off, as I tend to do, and she locked me out. But I need something of yours, I need your blood."

Davina backed away from him and suspiciously looked at her fiancé. "So, why do you need my blood?"

Kol smirked. "Her name was Mary Alice Claire. Only a Claire witch can open this tomb."

He walks toward her and hands her the athame, handle-end first. She looks at it for a moment before taking it. When we catch up with them, they've just entered the tomb, which is full to the brim of artifacts and materials with which to practice witchcraft. Davina looks around at all the shelves in wonder.

"Where did you get all this stuff?" She asked.

"Well, I am a vampire. I could get anything I wanted. I couldn't practice witchcraft, so, I charmed some witches, and I taught them a new kind of magic that I learned in Arabia called Kemiya. We made items that allowed me to use magic without doing magic."

He starts pulling boxes off of a shelf, and Davina suddenly makes the connection.

"You taught them how to make dark objects." She said.

"Yes. And, for a time, they were scattered all around this city." He opens a small wooden box. "I can't for the life of me find where they are now, but... I've got the one that matters."

Davina, remembering that Father Kieran have a stockpile of dark objects, gulps nervously. "What is it?" She asked.

"It's not about what it is, it's about what it could be. You want to take down the Sisters, right?" Davina nods. "With a little practice, and some trust, we'll fix it so this one will. We'll put them in a box, but, seeing as Sister Araine won't be entirely dead, your friends will be safe." Davina looks interested. "So, what d'you say?" He asked.

Davina looks at Kol, a small smile on her face. "Make those witches go back to their graves, once and for all."

†

A jazz band is playing inside of Preservation Hall, where Luna is dancing as she watches. After a moment, Finn returns with two beers in his hands. He gives her one.

"Thank you!" She looks around at the huge crowd. "This is amazing!"

"I developed an appreciation for the music after we moved here. I never had a taste for it before." He eyed his lover and pulled her close to him. He takes a sip of his beer and makes a face, which makes Luna smile.

"I see you're still developing your taste for beer!" Finn laughs and shrugs. She continues, "My father said beer wasn't lady-like, so I learned to love fire whiskey instead."

Finn smiled and set his drink down, not wanting to continue drinking something that wasn't to his caliber. Luna whispered to Finn that she had to use the Lou and that she would be right back, she set her purse down on a nearby table and heads away from the crowd to answer her phone.

Finn watches her protectively from where he's standing, but after a moment, his view is blocked by a man who is heading for the crowd. When he moves out of his eye-line, Luna has vanished. Concerned, Finn heads outside to look for her, but when he leaves the hall, he hears Luna screaming and turns down the alley. He finds her flat on her back, being attacked by someone who is bending over her

"HEY!" He screamed.

Luna's attacker turns toward Finn. Their hood is up, but their glowing yellow eyes indicate that it is a werewolf. Finn runs toward them, but the werewolf leaps onto the roof of the next building, so he instead kneels next to Luna to make sure she's okay. Her neck is bleeding, and she's hyperventilating.

He held his hand over her neck to stop the bleeding, it was scaring him to see his little Luna laying on the cold ground dying before him. He picks her up and speeds back to the Abattoir to save Luna, putting the wolf in the back of his mind.

†

Klaus and Ansel are sitting across from each other as a campfire burns between them. Ansel is using his long knife to cut the merlock orchids.

Klaus said, "I've always seen a blade to have a very different use."

"Mikael taught you to kill, Klaus- but you were born to create. Power lies in embracing your true nature." Ansel said.

"You think I should accept my aunt's offer? Sacrifice my vampirism? And then what? Become a florist?" He asked.

Ansel smiled. "You wouldn't be sacrificing anything. As a wolf, you'll be king to an entire species. You would feel at true peace. And you'll be a father, Dahlia would ever turn Caroline into a human again."

Klaus' face goes from tempted to angry in only a second. "I no longer want to be a father." Klaus stands and walks away from the campfire, but Ansel continues talking.

"In our animal form, we feel everything more acutely." He said. "When you were a boy, after each full moon, I would wake closer to your village, having been drawn to you in the night. I know my own family when I see them, make the offer Niklaus. You can become something more, an Alpha, a father, a husband, and a pack."

Klaus looked to his father and shook his head. "What I am doing now is protecting my family from war, you aren't helping." He said. "So enough of this charade. I will never take the offer, Ansel."

†

Finn sits on his couch, surrounded by lit candles on the coffee table. Aiden, Aya and Marcel were standing in front of him as he watched Hermione heal Luna.

Finn furiously screamed at her. "IT WAS A WOLF BITE!" He angrily throws a handful of sand onto the table. "Who broke rank?" He asked.

"I'll knock some heads together and find out." Aiden said.

"Find out who it was before I know some heads off shoulders." He demanded. Finn bites her wrist and drips her blood into a golden cup used for communion while Hermione watches him, Luna's neck still bleeding.

"She'll heal fast." He said. Finn hands Hermione the cup of her blood, which she makes Luna drinks to heal her wound. "Let's get all these lights off."

Marcel walks across the room to snuff out the candles, and Aya follows him so they can talk privately.

"We're so going to hell for this." Aya muttered.

Marcel laughed. "Yeah, well, you get used to it." He said. Aya only smiled at her lover and followed behind him. Marcel looked to his girl and said, "Hey, I know this isn't your ideal Friday night. I'm sure you'd rather be, like, doing push-ups, or drinking wine with your friends, or whatever."

Aya placed her hand on his shoulder and smirked at him. "It's not so bad." She muttered and lightly pecked his lips.

Back in the entry way, Finn blots the blood off her neck with a towel while Hermione was upstairs with a comatose Elijah.

Finn set the damp rag down and brushed Luna's hair out of her face, he felt guilty and anger towards the wolf that marked his mate. He was going to track down the mutt that hurt her and make them pay.

†

Kol and Davina are still going through all of the materials in Kol's playhouse. He snaps his fingers, and classical music starts to play on the record player, which makes Davina smile.

"The hunters who forged the Originals' daggers to take out my family didn't know that Klaus was part-werewolf- not vulnerable to silver." Kol said. "Now, it's impossible to replicate the spell cast on the dagger. Trust me, I've tried." He puts the dagger back into the box. "But, it's not impossible to change the dagger itself. Kemiya allows witches to destroy one element to create another. Say, changing silver to gold, for example."

"So, you've been hanging out with me this whole time because you don't have enough power on your own?" She asked.

Kol did a double take and gapped at her. "No! Kemiya's about... it's about chemistry. It's about connection. And, after what happened with the white oak stake, I don't think you can deny what we have."

He holds out his hand, which has a large diamond laying in his palm. "So, here. Hold my hand."

Davina steps toward him, and Kol holds up the diamond so she can see it better. She said, "That's a huge diamond."

"It's a paragon diamond. You use them to conduct power." He lays the diamond back in his palm and holds his hand out toward her.

Davina shook her head at him. "Is the hand-holding really necessary?"

Kol shrugged. "I mean, we could make out, but then that'd be entirely distracting."

Davina sighs and reluctantly holds Kol's hand. He holds out his other hand, which holds a length of rope, so she takes the other end of the rope in her free hand.

Kol nodded. "Alright, follow my lead. Close your eyes." She closes her eyes and does as she's told. "And repeat after me, E loke gae la lidi. E loke gae la lidi."

After a moment, Davina joins him in chanting the spell. Kol lets go of Davina's hand with the hand that holds the diamond, and slowly slips down and grasps her elbow.

The rope suddenly catches on fire, and they stop chanting and stare at each other in surprise. Kol moves his hand to her shoulder and lets go of the rope before he can burn his hand. Davina is so distracted by him leaning closer to her that the burning rope singes her hand, and she drops it onto the floor. They both then kneel and look at the ground, where they find a rope made of gold laying in place of the regular rope they just spelled. He fastens the length of gold around her wrist, and Davina smiles.

Davina whispered in awe. "We changed it."

Kol cupped her cheeks and said, "Well, Davina Claire, we're going to change everything." Davina stares at him, obviously charmed by him despite her best efforts to resist it.

†

Klaus and Ansel are still by the campfire they made, where Ansel has just finished preparing the merlock orchid roots for Elijah. He puts the poultice in a handkerchief and gives it to Klaus.

Ansel said, "This will help Elijah."

"Ansel." Klaus calls out to him, and he turns back with interest. "I'd be lying if I said your offer wasn't appealing. I've never known a parent to be a benevolent force. I think I would have liked to have been your son. But a different path was chosen for me, and I have, for the past one thousand years, been son of Mikael. Paranoid. Vengeful. And, powerful enough to protect my family."

Ansel clasps the back of Klaus' head affectionately and stares him in the eyes. "I want to help you defend them." He replied.

Klaus near-tears said, "I believe you. But love is what Dahlia twists. She will take the best of your intentions, and she will use them to get to my family." He takes Ansel's hand in his own and clasps it tightly. He continued, sadly. "You waited too long before you came to rescue me."

"No, Niklaus, we can defeat Dahlia and the Sisters." Ansel said. "I will help you defend your family in the name of the Mikaelson clan, I Ansel will help you, my son." Ansel, caresses Klaus' cheek with his hand before he pulls his son into a bone crushing hug. Klaus, overwhelmed, starts to cry, but quickly pulled away from him.

Klaus brushed away his tears and turned his back to his father. "I have been abandoned, betrayed and hurt before by my own family, how do I know you won't do the same?"

"Wolves take care of their pack," Ansel said. He placed his hand on Klaus' shoulder and squeezed it. "I will give you time to think about it, Niklaus. To let you think over what you want from me and what role I shall play for you."

Klaus nodded. He took the orchid and speed away, leaving his father in the woods with a stern look on his face. Ansel is hoping that Klaus would change his mind and let him be the father the hybrid needed.

†

Davina lays down on the bed while Kol puts away his paragon diamond in a small velvet pouch.

Davina checked the time on her phone and blew a raspberry. "Well, it's late. I think we should get to bed."

He walks toward her and sits down next to her on the California king size bed. "Why sleep when we have all the time in the world?"

Davina smiled and nudged her fiancé. "When can we work on the dagger?" She asked.

"Soon. We have some more work to do with each other, first." He replied. He grabs her jean jacket and spreads it over Davina like a blanket. Kol smiled "You're gonna be safe, Davina. Come hail or high water I will protect you." He kissed her forehead and laid next to her. Davina stares at the wall curiously.

†

Finn leaved the Abattoir to catch up with Aiden and Josh, who is waiting for him in the alley near the church.

Aiden said, "I staked it out. It looks like a couple of Oliver's friends wanting to avenge his death."

Finn nodded. "Thank you," He muttered. He cracked his knuckles and marched towards the church.

Aiden and Josh freezes in fear as Finn spreads his arms wide, lighting all of the candles and turning on all of the lights of the church. Suddenly, Finn vamp-speeds toward the alter and gripped the jaw of the werewolf. Finn hissed in his face. "First, I'm going to kick your ass. Then, I'm going to take down your pack!"

The werewolf laughs weakly at the vampire. "Yeah right, I barely have a pack left. So, I just have to ask, you and what army?"

Finn growled, he roared at the wolf and kick him in the face, splitting his lip, but he continues to laugh.

"Oh, I see. A pretty boy like you gets their hands barely dirty," The werewolf spat out blood and groaned when Finn kicked him in the stomach.

Finn got in his face and said, "Werewolves die by the snap of their necks, losing their head or their heart. And, given the choice, I'm going to take the organ that got you into this mess in the first place."

Finn punched his fist through the wolf's chest and clutched at his heart. He starts to spit up blood. The front of his shirt has a bloody stain on the front of it where he's starting to rip out her heart.

Out of nowhere, an arrow pierces the wolf through his shoulder from behind, and he screams out in pain. Finn let's go of his heart and turns to see Jackson, with Ansel's bow and quiver of arrows in hand, jumping down from the balcony. He shoots another arrow into the wolf's thigh.

Before the wolf can react further, a healed Luna appears and zapped him in the middle of his chest. He tries to fight against her with magic, but Finn was faster and put the wolf in a chokehold.

Down the aisle, Josh has rushed over to check on Aiden. "Are you okay?" He asked.

Aiden smiled at him and said, "Your timing was pretty awesome, actually." He laughed in relief to be alive, which makes Josh laugh, too.

Finn gripped the wolf's neck and growled at him. "Nobody messes with my family, nobody." He was about to snap his neck when he looked at Luna, she shook her head.

"Give him to Aiden," She suggested. "He is the Beta of the pack."

Finn smirked at his moon and turned back to the wolf and narrowed his eyes at him. "Fine." He grumbled, he threw the wolf to Aiden and guided Luna out of the church, knowing the wolves would take care of the trash.

†

Klaus arrives back home and heads straight for Elijah's room, where he is still sleeping fitfully. He takes out the handkerchief Ansel gave him and starts smearing the poultice onto Elijah's neck.

Hermione stood out of the room and watched as Klaus gently saved his brother. Hermione heard Klaus quietly said, "We were innocent once, Elijah."

Klaus' voice continues to echo into Elijah's dream, where Young Elijah is still running around the forest. He falls to his knees in the clearing, exhausted. In the present day, Klaus continues to treat Elijah's wounds.

"This bloodlust was forced upon us by our parents, turning us from prey to predator." Klaus muttered.

In Elijah's dream, Adult Elijah, still splattered in blood, stares at Young Elijah. Suddenly, modern-day Klaus appears in the woods before Young Elijah and grips his shoulder comfortingly.

Klaus said, "We're the demons lurking in shadow. We are the savage villains in fairy tales taught to children. But, for any child. In their stories, we are knights in shining armor. Without you by my side, I don't think I can survive my own love for my daughter. I need you. I need you, brother. The monster in me can only be challenged by the monster in you."

In the dream, Klaus echoes, "By the monster in you." Klaus continued, "Only together can we fight our demons and save our family."

In the dream, Klaus hands Young Elijah a stake before he leaves. Thunder and lightning crashes overhead as he see Adult Elijah standing nearby, staring at him. Adult Elijah lunges for him, but Young Elijah yells at the top of his lungs as he stakes him in the heart, causing Elijah to finally wake up with a gasp. They're both shocked to see the other, but after a moment, Klaus smiles at him.

Hermione came into the room and sat on the edge of the bed with a worried look on her face. She hoped that Elijah would be ok after the spell Dahlia did on him. She was thankful for Klaus and Ansel and prayed she could thank the elder wolf in person.

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Klaus enters Elijah's bedroom, where he's getting dressed in his usual suit and tie. He's holding a leather-bound notebook in his hands and looks as though he wants to say something. After a moment, Elijah turns toward him.

Elijah asked, "What is it?"

Klaus hesitates, afraid to tell his brother about what happened today, but he shook it off and said, "I spent the day with my father. My real father."

Elijah looks stunned speechless and sits down on his bed.

"Dahlia brought him back from the dead, believing he could convince me to renounce vampirism." Klaus looks torn as he approaches his brother. "The thought of what I could be, had I been raised by him. Had I been nurtured. This was his."

He hands Elijah the notebook, and he opens it to find a sketch of a much younger Klaus inside.

"He wants to defend our family, help us take down the witches and rouge wolves that plague our family. That plague our home." Klaus said. "I let him live, I let my father live."

Elijah walks until he's face-to-face with Klaus and hands him the notebook. Elijah said quietly, "And whatever innocence remains, we must protect at any cost." Elijah puts a hand on the back of Klaus' head comfortingly, and Klaus starts to cry.

Elijah is finishing getting dressed, putting the finishing touches on his tie while he looks at himself in the mirror. As he buttons up his jacket, he notices that his hands are shaking, and he takes a deep breath to steady himself. He leans against his dresser and wipes his brow as he gets a flashback to when he attacked Tatia in the 11th century and brought her corpse to Esther for help.

After Klaus left, Hermione is leaning against a chair in Elijah's room, talking to Elijah, who is now standing on the balcony, getting fresh air and trying to clear his head.

She asked, "How do you feel?"

"The worst has past. Though, I suspect the nightmares are far from over." He said.

Hermione smiled and laid her hand on his shoulder. "I'm glad you're back, love." She kissed his cheek and wrapped her arms around his torso. "Do you need something to help with the dreams?" She asked.

Elijah shook his head. "No, I will endure them." He said.

Hermione unhooked her arms and stood next to him. She looked at him and saw that he had this far away look in his eyes. She laid her hand on his forearm which made him twitch from her.

"'Lijah." She whispered. The oldest Mikaelson looked to Hermione with sad eyes. "Oh, love." She pulled him into her arms and wrapped them around his neck. "Whatever you endured, whatever Dahlia showed you I will help you, I will make sure those nightmares, thought, bad memories leave you be and make sure you are ok again."

Elijah tightened his hold on her and nuzzled into her neck, grazing is neck onto her pulse point. Taking in her words, wanting them to be true, but how true could they be if he was forever going to be haunted by what he had done?

Author's Notes: Whoa! That was crazy! And don't worry I will touch the other Red Door moments in later chapters, but now it's one more chapter away until the original stuff I have planned for your pretty eyes. But please leave a review and thoughts in the comments. I do hope y'all enjoyed it and I will see y'all a next time. Bye, bye!

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