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Marcel Gerard was back with a vengeance and he had that little blonde vampire's attention again. You don't rip out the hearts of any follower of Marcel's without meeting the consequences. One of the day walkers her little vampire friend had killed was over two hundred years old and was one of the first followers that joined him once he started rebuilding The French Quarter. Spend that long with someone by your side and you will begin to understand what real family means. It was a small victory over his opponents but he wasn't ignorant to think they would not retaliate, especially with The Originals backing her. The only damper in Marcel's good mood was that last nights events cemented Caroline's place as his enemy and unless she had a ulterior motive against the Originals, she would not be joining his side in battle. There were signs all around them last night at the club, Klaus' hovered over her was just a bit to close for friends and the Originals aligned along side her when she stood to confront him.

That was why Marcel always had a Plan B and C if that one failed but this would work, especially with his powerful witch by his side. Marcel had took to the streets of the French Quarter, something he did once a day just to keep his face in everyone's minds, and was on his way to a local church in care by the O'Connell family. He made his way to a large two story church made of brown stones which held a steeple with a cross as it's focal point. To the average tourist this was a older abandoned church but to the well informed it was a safe haven for his night walkers or Marcel's most prized secret, Davina Claire. Entering the church it held wooden pews that were positioned in more of a casual manor along the other areas of the walls for socializing rather than prayer. That left the center exposed to show the aged hardwood flooring and the walls held incredible stained glass shapes. Many night walkers grew restless, mainly the newly turned, so this provided a escape from hiding in their homes or rundown bars for hours. The heads bowed at his entrance while Marcel walked threw the center of the church towards a set of hidden stairs that lead to the attic. He twisted open the single door knob at the top of the stairs and entered to find his little witch facing away from him as she gazed upon the open window.

"How's my favorite witch doing today? Made any progress with that spell?" Marcel smiled but paused several feet behind her. "What wrong?"

"Nothing." The brown hair witch turned to face him. "I had the spell completed weeks ago Marcel, I was just waiting for the right time to use it. We get one shot and that's it because the Originals will never let their guard down again."

"If they ever do." Marcel grimaced as he moved a few feet forward. "You should have told me so we could kick these plans into high gear? What else have you been keeping from me?"

"What are you going to do if I have? Kill me?" The brunette witch rose her eyebrows in deficiency. "We both know that won't happen, you need me too bad. Not that you could." Her lips twitching at the last part.

"I'm not sure where all the attitude came from today but we need to talk about the party and what exactly you are going to be looking for. If you take one step on that dance floor.."

"They won't be able to touch me." Davina spoke with anger trailing her voice. "Although I felt a very strong magic presence being performed on the edge of town within the last twenty four hours."

"Who and where?" Marcel face harden. "I'll need to round a few guys up but they will be found soon enough."

"It isn't a French Quarter witch, it's a different bloodline. Every bloodline of witches has it's own distant latency and it is something you might compare to the scent of a vampire or a werewolves. Only another witch can make this distinction but it's certainly not a Quarter witch and whomever they might be is extremely powerful."

"Sounds like that little blonde vampire has reinforcements." Marcel clenched his hands, nearly breaking skin. "Did you get a vision of what they look like?" They both walk over to a large drawing table as Davina held up four sketches.

"I had a vision of these four faces last night and I could guess one of these are the witch."

Marcel held the white drawing papers in his hands and inspected the black chalk marks scribbled across the pages. There were two males, the first has soft eyes that were welcoming but seemed to hold many dark secrets. His hair was shaded light and spiked high from his head while the other seem to be the polar opposite. Heavy shaded hair that fell more towards his face and a devilish smile that gave everything away. The only color on the page was an intense blue that filled the second mans eyes and Marcel couldn't help but guess they were brothers. He sat those down and turned his attention over to the two female drawings, both look young enough to be acquaintances with Caroline. The first girl had dark shaded hair that was pin straight and a gentle smile that made you want to overcome anything. He paused on her sketch for a moment as he sensed a feeling of familiarity with this one but continued on to the second girl. Her head held light brown hair that was short to her shoulders and her face was shaded darker that the rest. It was a strong face but held a hidden confidence and courage that was not in the rest of the sketches he held. It was a look he had seen on many a witch in the Quarter, well before he had Davina.

"This has to be her, the witch." Marcel gave the last sketch to Davina to inspect. "Memorize her face because I can bet my life on it that she will be at our little celebration. It isn't just a coincidence that a extremely powerful witch comes to town the same as our little friend Caroline. I can have my men search for her and eliminate the problem."

Davina kept her eyes on the sketch. "The only thing we need is at least one of the Original siblings blood to complete the linking spell but we need all four Original's blood to break the bloodline tie that links them to all vampires."

"Do you think you could include Caroline in the linking spell or is it just for siblings?" Marcel spoke will an evil twink in his eye.

"As long as we get some of her blood it should work with no consequences." Davina reassured. "It's a spell that links all family members with the same blood together but incorporating Caroline would only link her and the Originals with whatever blood family members she has left. From the stories you have told me she has no family left, so no needless kills will happen. If anything I can link her to just one of the siblings if not all four."

"You are amazing, Davina." Marcel spoke with a enormous smile while placing his hands on each of her shoulders. " If we leave her alive after killing all four Originals there is no doubt she would come after us. We might as well eliminate all problems with one swoop. Now all we need is the white oak ."


"Don't worry about a thing Bex. I'll talk to Caroline and get her come stay here with you." Enzo cupped Rebekah's cheek to try to comfort her. "Last night was pretty exhausting for all of us."

"I still don't see why she won't let me come with her. She is acting extreme strange since last night and I will figure out what is wrong with her." Rebekah had her eyes narrowed and still kept her arms crossed to her chest. Enzo kissed her cheek and made his way outside of the Mikealson home to head towards the address Katherine had sent him late last night. Katherine showing up in town was not going to be good for any of them, least of all Katherine. Rebekah was going to be furious at them both but mostly because she was kept out of the loop not because she actually cares about The Doppleganger one way or another. Does she want Katherine dead sure but Rebekah wouldn't put her friendship with Caroline and their budding romance in jeopardy to seek revenge. Over the years Rebekah had talked in passing about The Dopplegangers, mostly Elena, but it was nothing in comparison to what The Hybrid had thought. Katherine had showed up in their lives one day while he and Caroline were spending a holiday away from some hunters in the Greek Isles.


Flashback

Caroline walked with bare feet along a white and blue tiled floor of the home she was currently inhabiting that was perched on the side of a cliff. The tan stone building looked as if it was plucked and placed on the boulders by Gods while splitting the sea in two. Caroline's hands feel flat against the windowless archways that opened up into a perfect view of deep blue mixed with spatters of green water. The breeze of the sea blew lightly against the warm skin that was exposed from the white bikini and matching sheer skirt that flowed to her knees but held a high split in the side. Her and Enzo had been in the Greek Isles the past month and Caroline had no intentions of leaving since the water was one of her favorite places to be. Looking down to her left she gazed upon the guests that sat under umbrella's of a small cafe that bordered the sea with a long wooden dock on the opposite end.

Caroline's peaceful moment was broken by her traveling companion taking steps behind her and what also sounded like light female steps. She turned to see who was following Enzo and her gaze went icy as her eyes fell upon a frizzy haired brunette with dark circles under her eyes. Without any delays, Caroline flashed across the balcony and wrapped a hand gracefully around Katherine Pierce's throat.

"So I guess she does know you after all." Enzo smirked as he leaned against the archways to keep himself away from his friends fury.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't remove your heart and let your body wash away in the sea." Caroline practically snarled at Katherine. The last time she set eyes on her was just before she suffocated her with a pillow.

"I'm human." Katherine could barely speak with the force of the hand on her vocal cords and the signs Caroline had ignored made much more sense now. Her hair was uncharacteristically frizzy and in complete disarray with streaks of grey. Deep dark circles that look too purple for a functioning vampire ran under her eyes and the most obvious being the rapidly beating heart in her chest. It was impossible since there was no known cure for vampirism except for a wooden steak to the heart. Caroline's hand fell to her side and Katherine inhaled deep, meaningful breathes as she tried to regain her footing.

"Impossible." Caroline was stunned once she let her anger fade to the background. "You were like six hundred years old and now you are suddenly human?"

Katherine straightened herself as she began the story of a two thousand year old immortal named Silas that neither of the other vampires had heard of until this point. Apparently he was imprisoned by his former fiance and spent the past two thousand years desiccating, being forced to survive off sips of blood that came every few years. The cure was intended for Silas but in a hand to hand fight with Elena, she had the cure shoved down her throat. Caroline couldn't help but smile as she retold the events which earned dirty sneers from Katherine.

"I hate to interrupt the girl talk but you still have not answered my question from earlier." Enzo stepped away from the balcony beside the two girls, one on each side of him. "How does any of this have to do with us?" Caroline bumped her eyebrows up with her arms crossed while waiting for Katherine's reply.

"I'm slowly aging to my current age and as you know that's six hundred years, so I don't think I will be making it past this cure alive." Katherine matched her stern gaze as she continued. "I need help to find a witch that can perform a spell to remove the effects of the cure or at the very least to stop the aging before it gets worse until we do."

"Sounds like your problem, not mine." Caroline snapped back.

"From what I heard back in Mystic Falls, you aren't just a sniffling baby vampire I turned but you have a few extra abilities. Plus you killed Elena Gilbert so you might just be tolerable after all." Katherine looked over to Enzo with a disgusted look. "Can your body guard give us a minute alone? I barely trust Caroline to keep this secret much less a complete stranger."

Caroline gave her a stern look and couldn't help but peak inside the twisted mind of Katherine Pierce. Her eyebrows smashed together as a overload of images filled her head and Caroline couldn't believe what she was seeing. Katherine's bargaining chip was unusual but could most certainly be useful in some instances and as she looked upon the withering human, it looked as if this was a limited time offer. A smirked played on the lips of the brunette as she seemed to figure out what Caroline was up.

"Enzo give us a minute."


Ever since that day Katherine had been a constant member of Enzo and Caroline's travelling group. He always suspected that after they found the witch to reverse the effects of the cure that Katherine would be skipping away into the night but she never did. Most days Enzo still couldn't half stand Katherine but it was a mutual caring for Caroline that the two had long since buried any ill feelings. It was still early morning in The Quarter so not many were out at this time of day. When Enzo felt a presence and a barely audible scuff of feet behind him, he went into full alert and his supernatural hearing scanned out further to hear any other signs or at the very least a heartbeat but there was none. The only people to follow him were a few of Marcel's vampire's or Rebekah and if it had been Bekah behind him, he would have heard her dominating voice coming a mile away. Enzo slowly removed his hands from the pockets of his black leather jacket to ready them to rip out a couple hearts and as he turned to face his brainless stalker, he was caught off guard by the hand around his throat. Before he was aware of what was happening, he was flattened against a brick wall in a alley by a local bookstore and his eyes widened slightly at who had him in place.

"Hello Lorenzo." Klaus smirked. "It's quite the lovely day isn't it? Seems as if we had the same idea to take a little stroll, might I join?"

"Sorry mate but I'm a bit of a loner." Enzo kept his voice calm under pressure.

"Well that's too bad because I was looking forward to catching up with the glorious blonde that has been trying to evade me the past week. From my subtle eavesdropping, I heard you where just on your way to speak with Caroline." Klaus leaned in Enzo, his voice dropping down to speak gruffly, "I would hate for something to happen to you on the way there. Perhaps you trip and your spleen suddenly rips out."

"I spent sixty years being used as a lab rat for humans that wanted to cut apart vampires in every way imaginable. What do you think you could do that hasn't already been done." Enzo chuckled darkly. "Plus lets both not pretend that whatever torture you have planned would only make that glorious blonde very upset. I could bet very good money that you desperately want to get back to her good graces considering you are out at such a ungodly hour searching for her."

Klaus clenched his hands together to crack Enzo's windpipe and dropped him to his knees as the vampire held his throat waiting for the bones to heal. He couldn't help his anger at both Enzo's disrespect of an Original and also at the truth in his words. Klaus' affection towards Caroline had been noticed by his siblings but it seems as if he was a bit more obvious than he thought with his advances. As soon as Klaus heard the words fall from Josh's mouth last night his mind had been in overdrive to find Caroline and thought he spoke with her last night over the phone it simply wasn't enough. Klaus had to see her in person to ensure that every single blonde curl on her head was in place and he needed the vampire gasping for air on the ground to take him to Caroline. He exhaled in annoyance as he grabbed the first human he saw, tearing open the human's throat with his own fangs, and dropped the dazed human in front of him. Enzo lunged for the human to drain him to his death before shrugging him away and rising to his feet.

"For someone that needs a favor from me, you are not asking very nicely." Enzo taunted the Hybrid. "Look I don't know much about you but what I have heard is that when you want something you won't stop until you get it. I also know that once I leave this alley, even if I told you to stay away from her, you will follow me."

Klaus held his stare on Enzo, "At least you are intelligent enough to realize it."

"What exactly are you wanting from her that couldn't wait until Caroline was ready to see you? She isn't going to disappear into the night, especially since she now will want revenge on Marcel, now more than ever."

"I want to ensure her safety." Klaus shifted his gaze the side and back up to Enzo with his lips pressed firmly together, "I want Caroline to came back with me to my families home where she will be out of reach of anymore physical attacks. It is the safest place for her in the Quarter and we can work together to overthrow Marcel."

"And tucked safely away in your bed I suppose?" Enzo raised his eyebrows.

"When she is ready." Klaus said with gritted teeth.

Enzo paused to take in the Hybrid's words and to check for the sincerity in them. The answer to his question was a bit unexpected but also very expected at the same time given how he nearly broke the door hinges last night to go look for her. Rebekah had mention Klaus was not like this with all women or any in fact for the past thousand years. In the small amount of time they shared each others company, Enzo had noticed the extra attention and even protectiveness in his words. A thousand year old Hybrid that could kill anyone that got close to Caroline couldn't be the worst guy to have around in a fight. Enzo broke his inner thoughts to bargain with Klaus,

"I'm not completely convinced about you but I feel like I can make you a proposal to consider. Once all this kingdom nonsense is over and done, Rebekah leaves with me and I don't just mean for a few weeks. I intend on asking her to join me on a more permanent basis and I know she won't leave if she thinks you will just drag her back. I can tell that Caroline cares about you and if all goes well for you the next few weeks then I honestly don't see her wanting to leave your side. I also have a feeling that you won't even miss your dear baby sister once she is gone. Just keep that in mind before you start ripping out hearts." Enzo took a few steps before turning towards the Hybrid just before he flashed away, "Try to keep up."


Caroline groaned and cursed as she felt every bone pop back into place from her oh so lovely bed on the bare hardwood floors in the living area. Elijah wasn't kidding when he said this place was used for just storage and back up housing. She assumed the Originals version of slumming it was still luxury for the average person but the knots up her spine begged to differ. The house was completely bare apart for some random boxes and centuries old painting that sat covered in brown paper. The girls were in luck and found a couple of flimsy sheets to toss on the dusty floor but there was no support behind it. Caroline stretched her arms and legs straight out against the floor as she lay on her back staring up to the white ceiling with crown moldings above her. She glanced over to see Katherine laying flat on her stomach with her hands buried in her hair and the sight made Caroline chuckle. She was exhausted beyond repair and they both still had on the gas mixed with vervain soaked clothing from only hours ago.

If only she could call and beg Rebekah for the use of her shower with a side of fluffy pillows but with Bekah came another temperamental Original that couldn't get wind of the vampire that lie next to her on the floor. Caroline couldn't ignore Klaus forever and she had to rip the band aid off because he was after all the most crafty creature for a reason. He would figure out Katherine was alive sooner or later and the longer Caroline waited the worse the outcome would be. The question now was how on earth do you bring up the fact that one of his former enemies was back from the dead and just happened to be friends with yours truly. Klaus had major trust issues and every part of Caroline wanted him to trust her so he could quit the mind games he played with everyone else. A heavy sigh left her chest as Caroline realized just how badly she wanted to be different from all the other people in Klaus' life. She wanted the look of betrayal to disappear so it could be replaced with a playful glint paired and those damn dimples. With one more flip to her side, it stirred her floor mate whom Caroline was now facing,

"If you keep huffing and puffing and flopping over there, how am I supposed to get any sleep? I would hate to be cranky when I wake up." Katherine grumbled, not even looking up from her down turned face and Caroline could see the snarling lip curl that she covered. The sassy remark Caroline wanted to give back to her was cut off by the sound of a knock at the door. Katherine shot up to send her hands to her hair to swat at fly away hair strands. Caroline smirked at the sight of and nudged her side,

"Go grab the door Princess." Caroline whispered but got a deadly glare from Katherine as she rose to her feet.

"I told Enzo the address last night so I'm sure that's him to come ruin the rest of my morning." Katherine stated with an eye roll as she made her way over to the door. She paused at the door once more to fluff the stray strands and to flip the single grey strand to the back of her head, trying not to think about another perfectly tailored vampire that might be behind the door. Katherine twisted open the door to see Enzo in front of her, looking every bit uncomfortable but the terror she felt next froze her to the ground. At the foot of the stairs stood the one creature she prayed to never set eyes on again, prayed for his bloody demise with every fiber of her being but after six hundred years this was it. Katherine Pierce's good fortune had finally ran out as she stared at the eyes of the Hybrid and could not look away. She saw the Hybrid's face turn from questioning her presence to quick understanding as he took in her frightened body language.

Klaus slowly stepped foot by foot up the concrete stairs, his gaze never faltering from the Doppelganger and took his place just inches behind Enzo. At first glance he thought this was Elena that stood at the door but the look of sheer terror that stained the vampires face left only Katerina Petrova alive and well. Alive with a new budding friendship with the blonde vampire that had burrowed her way into his empty heart. Klaus pulled a side smirk to his face as he pulled his hands behind his back to lean slightly forward,

"Katerina what a pleasant surprise." Klaus' voice was well composed which seem to make Katerina more nerves since the Hybrid's violent mood swings were a known story. This would finally be his long awaited release of tension from the egg shells he was walking on with Caroline to the dance he was playing with Marcel. Blood would fill the streets as he reveled in the long awaited punishment that took six hundred years to accomplish. Klaus took two careful steps beyond the threshold as Katerina took two heavy steps backwards and her eyes darted in all directions in a failed attempt to seek refugee. What a foolish attempt that was since no matter what direction she could dash in, Klaus would be right there one step ahead. He was suddenly met with a blur of blonde hair as Klaus was tossed against the wall across from the door.

"Enzo.." Before Caroline could finish his sentence he and Katherine had flashed from the home to only leave Klaus and herself.


The brunette witch stood from her place at the drawing table as she raised her hands and mumbled a few words that would be unrecognizable except to another witch. She moved to leave the room and down the rickety staircase, pausing at the foot of the stairs to gaze upon the room full of vampires. The witch had used the cloaking spell dozens of times to wonder in and out of the church unseen by anyone. Marcel had such confidence in the witch that he would never imagine her breaking his rules to leave the confines of the church attic. She took her time to slowly push open the heavy wooden door just enough to slip out into the open room. Night walkers lounged on either side of her as she confidently made her way between them and only pausing once to let a few past in front of her so they did not collide. The witch used the same slow motion to pry open the doors of the church and she was free to make her way to where she often visited, the cemetery. It was the placed that help the spirits and graves of all New Orleans witches that perished here and had family to give them a proper burial.

She was there in a matter of moments it seem since she was invisible to the naked eye and no one to stop her. She took steps through the rod iron gate and went to a tall white stone familiar gravestone, the same one she came to visit each week since she had been here. The witch knelt down to run her small fingers across the letters of the gravestone to remove any lingering dirty from the name. Céleste Marie Helene Dubois.

"We will be back to looking like our old self in no time."


Author's Note:

No Klaroline but as you can imagine, there will be plenty next chapter. Sorry to cut it off here but the next conversation to come will not be a short one so it needs stay on its own. But we did get to see more of what Marcel and "Davina" are planning.

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