"Wait a minute- you two are twins?" Freya asked.
"I assumed you knew." Rebekah blinked. "I guess it never came up in conversation."
"Yes, they're twins and they are dreadful," Klaus told his older sister.
"Now, Nik, that's just mean." Kol pouted, shoving Klaus over and sitting beside Rebekah again.
"1686 and Yule of 1436." Elijah countered and Freya didn't miss the looks the exchanged.
"What happened in 1668 and 1436?" Freya asked.
"We don't talk about it." Rebekah insisted.
"Don't forget 1012." Klaus pointed out.
Kol nudged Rebekah. "Okay, 1686 and 1012 may have been bad, but we can tell her about 1436, at least."
"We're not talking about 1436." Elijah, Klaus and Rebekah said in unison.
"Even when they were children they were always causing trouble," Finn told his sister but didn't mention 1012, 1436 or 1686, the latter tow he had watched from the other side. "They were only a few winters old when they decided that they should try and tackle Mikael to get out of collecting berries for mother."
"Finn," Rebekah ground, hiding her face in Kol's shoulder.
"Let me continue or I tell her about 1012." Finn nodded when she stayed silent. "Anyways, Elijah tried to stop them a few times, but they didn't listen. While Mikael was talking to Ayana, they ran up behind him as fast as they could and latched onto his legs. He was shocked, obviously, and as a result, Kol and Rebekah didn't let go of his legs for the rest of the day."
"Do you live to embarrass us?" Kol asked him.
"Quite possibly." Finn nodded. "It brings me joy."
"Wait, you and Dahlia are linked, aren't you?" Kol asked Freya. "So that means that she would be up now, wouldn't it?"
"We are linked, yes, but we have over a week until she wakes." Freya explained.
"Do you two know where everything is to defeat her?" Elijah asked them.
Freya and Rebekah shared a look before Freya turned to Klaus. "You have Mikael's ashes?"
Klaus blinked. "Obviously."
"Then yes, we have everything we need," Freya answered Elijah.
"Why do you need Mikael's ashes?"
"To defeat Dahlia we have to have an enchanted blade forged with the three sources of Dahlia's power: Norwegian soil, the ash of a fallen Viking and the blood of the one person she loves most. Last time, we discovered that it wasn't Freya, and we had to resurrect mother to use her blood as the final ingredient. We know where everything is and what we need now." Rebekah told him. "We'll deal with her in a few days."
"What about mother?" Kol asked.
"Pendant?" Freya asked Rebekah.
"Pendant." Rebekah agreed, looking up at Kol. "Don't worry, brother, we have a plan for her too."
"Nik, we're having a ball!"
"And how well did that go for you last time, Bekah?" Klaus asked rhetorically, setting down his pencil. "Oh, I know. Kol wanted to kill your date, got his neck snapped by Damon Salvatore and Finn worked with mother to kill us all."
"Nikla-"
"Don't start with that." He stood. "Elena Gilbert and her boyfriends will end up coming, then you'll be complaining the whole night about doppelgängers being whores and how they don't deserve to live."
Kol hummed in agreement from where he laid on the couch. "Then you'll want me to kill someone for you, or find someone for you to kill. You'll end up not killing them because they called you pretty then get mad at one of us when we kill him."
Rebekah looked at Freya for help. "While you may be right about Rebekah and her dramatics, remember, we just came from a timeline where everyone but Kol died. Just let her have the ball."
Klaus shared a look with Elijah, who simply raised an eyebrow back.
"Fine. You can have the ball." Rebekah grinned and kissed Klaus's cheek before grabbing Freya.
"Thank you, Nik!" Rebekah tossed the notebooks she had been holding to Klaus. "This is a copy of our old timeline from when I was undaggered until the week I died. Feel free to read it, all of you."
Rebekah and Freya spent the next few hours planning the ball. This time, there were no mother/son team-ups to kill the entire vampire species.
"We're inviting Katherine."
Rebekah looked up. "You do realize, sister, that days ago she woke father so that he could kill Nik?"
"Oh, I know," she nodded. "But I like her with Elijah. Him being with her was just weird, especially during the whole Jackson thing."
"Our brothers, Elijah especially, have a habit of ling doppelgängers a little too much. But," Rebekah sighed. "We can invite Katerina. Though, I won't be the one answering why there's suddenly two Elena's."
"That's what's magic is for, Rebekah. Why have it if you can't mind control people?"
Rebekah let out a laugh as she heard Kol agree from another room.
They laid in Rebekah's bed, staring at the ceiling. "I've missed them."
"Me too."
Rebekah and Freya spent the next few days planning the ball. Rebekah knew what not to do, knowing how bad it was last time. This time, the doppelgänger and her friends had no advantages. Esther wasn't alive and Finn didn't want to kill them all, not that he really ever did.
They had less than a week until Dahlia was awake and searing for them, for Freya. Their witches, at Rebekah's request, had managed to make it seem like Freya was still in her sleep for a week longer, just enough time for them to settle down a bit and plan their aunt's demise.
Now, Rebekah, Freya and Sage were getting their nails done while the others were getting fitted for suits.
"Rebekah, my darling sister, tell me how handsome I am."
"Oh, Kol, my darling brother, you know I can't be compelled." Rebekah grinned at the look she got. Finn grinned, letting out a chuckle when Kol narrowed his eyes at him.
"I'm surprised you haven't gone after the doppelgänger yet." Kol mused, glancing at Rebekah through the mirror.
"I do believe I forgot to mention something. Elena Gilbert is compelled to not wear or ingest vervain around us." Elijah turned to her and she raised an eyebrow. "What? Stefan Salvatore gave her my necklace as protection, I wanted it back. It's been a long time since I was able to compel a doppelgänger. They were either on vervain or dead."
"As long as she doesn't decide to spontaneously drain her," Klaus gave her a look, and she knew it was a warning. "It's fine, Elijah. Besides, Kol and Finn haven't gotten the chance to compel her yet."
Elijah sighed.
"What are you doing?"
Rebekah stood in the doorframe of Kol's room, watching as he attempted to tie his tie.
"Isn't it obvious, Bekah?"
"Shut up." Rebekah rolled her eyes, walking to stand beside him. "You're an original vampire, and you can't tie a tie? It's simple"
"I can do it," he told her, wrapping the tie around his neck once more. Rebekah raised an eyebrow, knowing it would end with him ripping it out of frustration. She considers yelling for Elijah to help him. "I'm capable of many things."
"And a mere human task isn't one of them, apparently."
Kol didn't say anything, instead, he went back to fumbling with the fabric. "My gods, just let me do it," Rebekah said, stepping in front of him and slapping his hands away from the tie. She folds it over, looping it the same way her brothers do, forming a proper knot, one that doesn't look like a child did it. When she finished, she took a small step back, nodding approvingly. "You're hopeless, Kol."
"That's why I keep you around." Kol grins, and she knows that despite everything that she did to him, they were back to the way they were before New Orleans.
Rebekah let out a small laugh, heading towards the door. "I'll see you in an hour."
"Bekah, Elijah says we have to meet the mayor." Kol walked over, holding out his arms.
Rebekah linked her arm through his, watching as people walked into their house. Rebekah spotted Carol Lockwood and started to make her way over with Kol.
"I'm the mayor, Damon. When the oldest, deadliest family of vampires moves into your town you welcome them with a smile." Carol told Damon. Neither of them noticed the Originals walking towards them.
"Hmm, well at least you know who you're borrowing that cup of sugar from."
"I'm trying to protect this town. They've assured me they want peace, and I've assured them I'd enforce it."
"Mayor Lockwood," Rebekah said as she and Kol stopped in front of them. "We haven't formally met. Rebekah Mikaelson."
"Kol Mikaelson." Kol took Carol's hand, kissing the back of it. "I hope your lovely town embraces us as much as we plan to embrace it."
"Rebekah." Damon greeted stiffly before facing Kol, holding out his hand. "Damon Salvatore. Have we met?"
Kol tilted his head, making no move to shake Damon's hand. Even if he didn't know what Rebekah had told him, he had a feeling he wouldn't like Damon. "I've met a lot of people, and you don't particularly stand out."
Kol and Rebekah left, walking back towards their family. "Both doppelgängers have arrived."
Rebekah hummed. "The newest has a Salvatore on either arm. I wonder which one she'll fight with first."
"That's the blonde that Nik likes, isn't it?" Kol asked when he noticed Caroline. Well, he noticed what Caroline was wearing and remembered Rebekah helping Klaus pick it.
"Caroline Forbes," Rebekah told him. "Please do try to avoid getting your neck snapped tonight. I don't need a repeat of last time." Rebekah kissed his cheek before joining Freya and Sage, grabbing a glass of champagne.
"Has Elijah noticed Katherine yet?" Sage asked quietly.
Rebekah glanced over at Elijah, who was talking to the mayor. "He knows she's here. We all know what she smells like. Well, not Finn, but you get my point."
"That sounds weird, but I know what you mean." Freya watched as Katherine managed to avoid running into Klaus. "I'm surprised she showed up."
"So am I." Rebekah agreed.
The Mikaelson family, as if they knew what the others were thinking, simultaneously started making their way towards the stairs.
"If everyone could gather around, please."
Freya and Finn stood on the top steps. Elijah and Klaus stood near each other while Rebekah and Kol stood next to each other below them. Sage decided not to stand with them.
"Welcome. Thank you for joining us. You know, whenever our family comes together, we must celebrate it. For the first time in what seems like a thousand years, the six of us are all together."
Those that knew the Mikaelsons stiffened at his words. Until that night, they had only met three originals. Damon was aware there were four, as he had been introduced to Kol.
"It's a tradition for us to commence the evening with a dance. Tonight's pick is a centuries-old waltz, so if you could find yourselves a partner, please join us in the ballroom."
Kol extended his hand towards her. "It's tradition, Bekah."
Rebekah grinned, taking his hand. "Of course, Kol."
"Sage."
Sage sighed, turning around. "Damon Salvatore."
"What are you doing here?" Damon asked.
"I was invited, of course," Sage told him dryly.
"What the hell are you doing in Mystic Falls?"
"My husband and his siblings live here." Sage took a drink of her champagne. Damon's brows furrowed, Sage never mentioned in-laws before. "My father-in-law is dead, it was time for us to come back together."
"Father in law…" Damon's eyes widened. "You're married to an Original!"
"You finally caught up, congratulations." Damon turned, hearing Rebekah's voice behind him. She didn't look at him. "My brother is looking for you, Sage. Elijah's about to have another toast."
The two walked away together, leaving Damon in shock. When he made his way back, Elijah was still talking.
"Damon?" Stefan asked quietly when they were beside each other.
"Stefan." Damon blinked. "I think we have a problem."
hi, hi, hi. I haven't updated this in a while, but here's chapter nine! I wanted to post this a while ago, but life got in the way. I'm not happy with this chapter so I might rewrite it eventually, but I wanted to update.
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