"Have you heard of The Harvest?"

I looked up from my journal as Klaus and Rebekah walked in. Rebekah sat at the foot of the bed and Klaus stayed in the doorframe.

"The Harvest." I repeated, shutting my journal. "I've heard a thing or two about it."

"What do you know?" Rebekah pressed.

I sighed. Might as well tell them now, Elijah was getting a version of the story from Davina. "The Harvest ritual needs the participation of four young girls who meet the ancestor's demand. They will be sacrificed to the ancestors where the power of every witch killed will go to the other until they are all killed. After a year the girls will be resurrected as a reward and the ancestors will give them more power for three hundred years, then the ritual will be started again. The thing is, the witches that were to be sacrificed didn't know that they were to be killed, the four girls found out in the ritual when they watched their friends being slaughtered, but their families had known all along."

"Oh my god." Rebekah muttered.

"Sophie Deveraux, whose niece was one of the Harvest witches, tried to stop them, but was stopped." She took a deep breath before continuing. "Father Keiran O'Connell tipped off Marcel in hope that he would save the girls. He arrived before they killed the last Harvest girl, Davina Claire. He saved her and is using her to know when a witch is using magic through her connection to the ancestors. She is the last one and has the power of all four, if they don't sacrifice her then …"

"They can't get their power or the girls back." Klaus and Rebekah finished in unison.

"Which is why Jane-Anne Deveraux was willing to go to such lengths to secure our help." Klaus murmured.

"Her daughter's life is on the line," Rebekah concluded. "And the witches are helping her to return their power."

"Marcel is using this Davina as a weapon against the witches." Klaus continued with a dark growl.

Rebekah froze, her eyes widening as she turned to me. "He's using a teenage girl who was lied to by her coven, watched her friends die and was almost sacrificed for his own gain?"

"Marcel cares about Davina," I started. "He does. But to answer your question, basically yes."

Klaus turned to me. "How do you know this?"

"Just trust me, I know things." I told him. "Just like I knew what church Elijah was in."

I shook my head. "Look, you're probably going to kidnap Sophie and interrogate her later anyway. Ask her about the harvest." I pointed to the door. "If you could both leave, I'd like to get back to what I was doing."

"What were you doing?"

"Out!"

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"You can't go out there now. I need to gather witches' remains and consecrate them. If i don't get them before sundown, we'll lose the link to their magic." I leaned into the couch as Sophie practically begged Klaus. I had come downstairs when I heard her voice and had been staring at the ceiling as Sophie talked.

"Those witches tried to kill Hayley," Klaus glared at her. "I'd prefer for Marcel's informant not to find anything that would lead him back to us, to her, or you know…" he pointed at my stomach. "That."

"Classy."

Klaus pointed at Sophie as he began to walk away. "Stay put," she threw her hands up. "And save the rest of your story 'til I return."

I grabbed Rebekahs arm, pulling her closer and talking low enough that Sophie couldn't hear. "You plan on following her once she leaves?"

"Obviously."

"Great!" I pulled out a folded piece of paper and handed it to her. "Read this once you leave."

Rebekah started at me for a moment before she nodded and left the room.

Now, all I had to do was wait for her to return.

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I spent my time in the house alone watching twilight, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. It wasn't that I like twilight, because I don't, there was just something about it that made me want to watch it. Except new moon, that one lasted forever. The only good parts were the scenes with the pack and Edward getting his ass kicked. I had watched the first one in its entirety, skipped through the boring parts of new moon and had just started eclipse when Rebekah returned.

I paused the movie, wrapping the blanket around me as I walked to greet her. She had already downed three shots by the time I got to her.

"Hey, Rebekah."

"There's a pack out there, and it's not small." Rebekah turned to me. "What is it with you and those wolves, anyway?"

"I feel like we're connected." I told her. "I'm pretty sure that's my bio pack."

Rebekah gave me a sympathetic look and held out a drink for me. I stared at her until she nodded, drinking the glass of bourbon before pouring another. "Oh right. Well, if you ask me, family is a pain in the behind."

I grinned at her as she downed another drink. "Nik, finally!" Rebekah said as Klaus walked in the door. "What-"

Rebekah ran towards Elijah when she walked in the door with a huge smile. Elijah looked at me and I smiled back, but I grabbed Klaus and walked out of the room with him.

"You're home!" I heard Rebekah say.

I didn't let go of his arm until we were far enough that I couldn't hear Rebekah and Elijah anymore. "Why are we out here, little wolf?"

"They need to talk and he looked ready to follow me." I let go of his arm. "So… how was your day?'

"Are you going to make awkward small talk the whole time?"

"Yes."

Klaus sighed. "My day could have been better, you?"

"I watched twilight an-" When I saw the face Klaus made, I couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Klaus, it's just vampires and wolves."

'Are you serious?" His nose scrunched up more. "They're pathetic knock offs, and if they existed here I would end them all."

"Klaus…" I started, grinning up at him. "Have you watched twilight."

He froze.

"You have!" I started back towards the house, leaving him behind me. "Rebekah! You'll never guess what I found out!"

Rebekah never found out. Klaus had gotten ahead of me easily and told us to listen to what Elijah had to say.

"Everything that brought us here to New Orleans was a lie. The story that Sophie Daveraux fabricated, the struggle for control of the French Quarter, the war between the vampires and the witches. It wasn't over territory at all, this was over Davina." Elijah explained as we listened, scattered around the study.

"So, Hayley was right then?" Rebekah asked. I guess she told Elijah what I knew.

He nodded. "Eight months ago, Sophie Deveraux and her sister Jane-Anne lost everything. Now, four months after that, a young pregnant girl wanders into their restaurant." Elijah glanced at me. "Suddenly, all hope is renewed. Jane-Anne actually sacrificed her life so that her sister can use you to find Davina. If Sophie Deveraux is successful in capturing Davina, she can return Jane-Anne's daughter back to life. We thought we'd come here to wage a war for power. This is about family. In order to return her niece to life, Sophie Deveraux will fight to the death. That makes her more dangerous than anyone."

"Well, we better make a plan then!"