Kol had his arms wrapped around Davina, swaying to the sound of soft music. He didn't understand how he always had to be the one to pay for everything. First, he was killed because he wanted to stop those idiots from resurrecting Silas and now… Now, he was being killed by his own brother. He knew that he was never really a part of that family. It didn't matter what Niklaus said. They never cared for him. Maybe it was for the best that he died… Only this time – this time he would stay dead. Just as he had found something – someone to live for as well.
Kol pulled away to look into Davina's eyes "I know that we're in a cemetery and I happen to be terminal." He tried to laugh at his own joke but it fell flat when tears welled up in his eyes "You've got to admit, the stars are lovely."
Davina looked up at him incredulously "How can you joke right now?"
"I'm not," Kol murmured "We're under the same stars. It's some guy and he's with his girl and he thinks he's got all the time in the world and he's right." He let out a laugh as Davina started crying again "And I hate him." He was going to say something else when he doubled over in a coughing fit.
"Are you okay?" Davina whispered, lifting his head to look at him. She felt her heart ache at the tired resignation in Kol's eyes. While she knew about his past, she also knew that he had changed. His family – if you could call it that – had never put him first and Davina had taken it upon herself to change that. The number of times Kol had been surprised at simple gestures had tugged at her heart time and time again.
Kol smiled, trying to ignore the pain that shook his body "Yeah." When Davina pressed a kiss to his hand, he swallowed "I think… I think I want to be alone for this bit." He didn't want Davina to see what would undoubtedly be a very painful death, so he pushed away from her and tried to make his way towards one of the tombs, trying to stay on his feet as more coughs wracked his body.
"I'm afraid that's not an option," a voice spoke up behind him. Kol froze and turned to see Klaus, Elijah and Rebekah standing not far from him.
"'Always and forever' is not something that you just weasel out of, brother," Klaus told him firmly as Kol just stared at them in shocked surprise.
"Kol?"
He shook his head, backing up a step "I…" He didn't get further as his legs gave out on him and he landed on the floor in a coughing heap. Klaus and Elijah were by his side instantly as they helped him up, leading him into the tomb. Kol stumbled along with them as he felt blood dripping from his nose "Why are you here?"
"I told you," Klaus started, gently lowering Kol to the ground in the middle of a ring of candles "You're a Mikaelson. And we stand together."
Kol's incredulous laugh turned into another coughing fit "Something you only remember when you see fit. I stood by you for centuries. Yes, I made mistakes but so have you." He looked up at his siblings, trying not to show them how much pain he was in. Behind him, Davina started whispering a spell over a necklace. Not that it mattered. Nothing they could do would save him. Finn had made sure of that "All my life, all I ever wanted was for you lot… to care about me."
Klaus struggled to hold back his tears as Kol fell into another coughing fit that caused Rebekah to kneel down behind him. After it subsided, the three Originals eased him back into Rebekah's lap as he grimaced in pain. Kol grabbed onto Rebekah's hand, his eyes searching hers as he whimpered.
"Kol," Rebekah whispered, ducking her head to rest it on his "Listen to me. You don't have long. You're going to die. But you will die a witch and we will consecrate your body."
Kol squeezed her hand tighter, cutting her off "No," he breathed, a pleading note to his voice "Please… I don't want to come back. I thought… I thought things would be better now, that you would care after I died once before but – I can't do this again. Please, just let me go."
Davina crawled over to him, trying to press the necklace into his hands "I tried a different spell."
"It's okay," Kol whispered, looking Davina in the eyes even as he felt the darkness close in on him "I'm not scared." He managed a last look around the room before the pain faded and everything went black.