It's me again! It was great to read for those of you that left a review that you enjoyed the Hybrid twist and it was the second most anxious I have been when writing this story. Even if you didn't like it I hope you are still sticking with the story because it will open up more plots along the way. I wanted to write a story that was my own ideas and not just strictly canon and I feel as if I have accomplished that. Plus what always kinda bugged me about the Hybrids on TVD was that not one of them wanted to side with Klaus. Even though he is evil, there are other evil people in the world and I would have only assumed that at least one of the werewolves would have accepted a sire bond so they wouldn't have to break every bone in their body each moon.

Anyways, Enjoy!


The waves came thundering in with white suds crashing into her calves as she sat down on pearly white sand. Her fingers trailed lightly over the grains as a smile played on her lips and her damp hair blew in the wind against her cheeks. There was so much peace around her that Caroline wasn't sure she deserved something so amazing. Her focus shifted up to see a tall lean figure nearing her just a few feet away wearing only swim shorts and bare feet. It only made her smile widen to see him sit down beside her, placing a tender kiss to her lips as Caroline gripped his wet curly hair to hold him there longer. Klaus' smiled softly against her lips and slide his tongue against hers vertically while digging his nails in her hair. Caroline hummed into his kiss as she flashed to tackle him into the sand to straddle him.

"Miss me Sweetheart?" Klaus smirked as Caroline started her assault of kisses up his neck and let her fangs scrap lightly on his pulse point to let a trickle of blood break his skin. She didn't try to suppress a moan as she sucked deeply from the wound on his neck and licked all traces of blood from his skin. Klaus' hands roamed free over the sheer dress that clung to her wet skin, the only other item of clothing she had on was a string bikini bottom. Klaus sat up in the sand with Caroline on his lap and her facial feature still held black spider veins under her eyes. Caroline's fangs extended below her top lip which had traces of hybrid blood across them. Klaus took her in a passionate kiss and grazed his hands up her thighs to grip her bottom as Caroline started to rock against his now hard cock. His lips broke apart from hers but only backed away an inch so he could look at the lust filled eyes of Caroline,

"We are not alone on this beach my love." Klaus groaned from her grinding hips, "After we nearly got exposed in Italy, you said there were no more public displays."

"That was three years ago, I'm over it." Caroline took Klaus for a heated but quick kiss before parting again. "I don't hear anyone for miles and besides I could always make you." Her eyebrows rose in defiance.

Klaus chuckled, "You haven't used that on me in over half a century Sweetheart. Although you did use your abilities in a very pleasurable way."

Klaus smirked but didn't stop her hips from moving as his lips kissed along her pulse point and down to the crook of her neck. His hands traveled up either side of Caroline's skin, bringing the dress with him, to barely scrap the underside of her breast that gave a shiver to her body.

"Tease." Caroline mumbled as her fingers massage his hair in a soothing way. His lips continued the soft kisses on her shoulder as they bumped the thin strap down her arm while his thumbs skimmed her harden nipples. Her moans kept going as he lifted the dress to exposed her breast completely, running his tongue across one. "Nik I need you." The words fell from Caroline's mouth without thought as she stood from his lap and pulled the dress down far enough to cover her bottom partially. She tugged on the strings of her bikini bottom and let it drop down to the sand next to a smirking Hybrid. She gave him the most devilish smile as she turned to enter the water with her cheeks partially exposed by her dress. The murky sand gave away from beneath her feet and she had to grip her arms around Klaus' neck for stability. Strong Hybrid hands brought her legs to around his waist as they made their way further into the water until it touched his chest.

"You have no idea how genuinely happy you make me Caroline." Klaus spoke with his nose and lips nestled with her face and his arms lifted her higher above his now exposed length, having left his shorts back on the beach with hers. "After a thousand years of solitude, I have somehow managed to earn your affections and I will do anything to keep it." Klaus whispered as he slipped inside of her with one thrust.


Caroline shot her eyes open as a deep gasp feel from her lips and her head lift off the pillow. A quick inspection of the room showed she was still at the Mikealson home in one of the guest rooms which felt like sleeping in a time capsule. It was sparsely decorated with a velvet curtains and large wooden furniture with hand carvings. She flopped back on the pillow with a heavy exhale, flipping her hair away from her moist neck. It shouldn't surprise her that Klaus was at the back of her mind after the intense conversation this morning. Caroline had put everything on the line last night, including Katherine's life, and was banking on Klaus cooperating with her. The cities she has seen in her short existence were amazing but her small town roots were starting to show and three decades of roaming had Caroline wanting to breathe again. Hybrids were a big part of her security but she only hoped the wolves back in Georgia can stay true to their word and come to her aid. Some would turn their back, that was a given with working with Klaus Mikealson, but she had proven herself to them and certainly after spending a week recuperating from their battle against the rival pack.

Caroline thought back to her dream and had to wondered if it was from her subconscious or was it Marcel's witch having another go at her mind. "Perverted witch." Caroline mumbled under her breath. If that was the witch screwing with her head again, she was going to snap her neck sooner than anticipated. The images were so vivid that it felt as if she had relived a memory instead of being pushed around her own mind. Her arms went to lay above her head as she stretched her legs out across the bed while closing her eyes. A content hum left her throat and she could almost feel the lingering tickle of his fingers across her stomach and sand coated skin. Caroline licked her lips to find her tongue graze against fangs that were already coming forth at the thought of warm hybrid blood and she snapped her eyes open.

"Seriously, get a grip." Caroline scolded herself out loud as she flung the covers back from the bed and made her way to the on suite bathroom. She blamed it on not feeding yet today and she was still weak from the effects of the fire. It wasn't as if she had never had vampire blood before or even wolf blood but those were mostly due to her ripping the veins from their throats. Silver knobs squeaked on the hundred year old faucet as steamy water filled the white claw foot tub, deciding to push all intimate thought away for the moment. Caroline had crashed in her room without even changing from her tattered clothes but that was not before she received a full tongue lashing from Rebekah. She pounced the moment Caroline walked in the door, half hugging and half strangling her, to get the details of what happened. If she had more energy, Caroline would have tossed her overreaction right back at her but there was only concerned in her friends actions so she let her vent.

Caroline stripped herself of the gnarly clothes and immediately hurled them in the trash can since there was no way she could salvage burnt clothes. The tub was filled with lavender scented bubbles and she slowly stepped inside of her liquid heaven as she stopped the water flow. Hours could be spend like this, letting grim dissolve off her skin along with her everything Caroline knew she should be doing right now.

One of the items on her carefully put together to do list were witches. More specifically, to figure out who this mysterious witch of Marcel's was and to get the remaining French Quarter witches on their side. The witches were the ones that brought the Originals back to New Orleans so their was no reason for them not to help. Another witch on her list was Bonnie Bennett. She wasn't going to spell their mind for protection against Marcel's witch and that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. The Originals were strong all on their own while Caroline had her own nature built in mental block but it would have been a great advantage to have the extra protection. If Bonnie was going to be more cooperative Caroline had to go to her in person to talk and it would bode well for the Quarter witches if they saw her willing to help vampires.

Caroline's eyes fluttered closed as her head fell to the back of the tub, she lightly sang a old Sam Smith song to give herself a break from her demanding brain. She could only allow herself a bit longer of this before she went back to her bundle of neurosis. Bubbles enclosed around her body like a cocoon as she slid completely under the water and continued to hum, listening to the sound vibrate against the tub walls. There was a shift in the air and Caroline let her eyes open while she was still under water. Her body tensed as she caught a glimpse of a blurry dark figure above her head just as it moved out of sight. She sprang up straight out of the water, her hands on the edge of the tub, to see a smirking Hybrid leaning against the sink to her left.

"Hello Caroline." Klaus smirked broaden as Caroline rolled her eyes and fell back against the tub. The bubbles had dispersed and it hardly covered her bare breasts. "Do you really think there is someone capable so sneaking past four Originals and getting to you? I wasn't joking when I said this was the safest place in New Orleans."

"What are you doing in here? This is creepy, even for you." Caroline groaned but couldn't help the fire building inside as his eyes followed the skin of her legs that were above water. There was no point in hiding herself, he had seen every inch of her already, and honestly part of her wanted pull him down into the tub with her, certainly after this morning. That wasn't what they had agreed upon so she puller her attention back to his face.

"We still have many things to discuss after our conversation this morning or had you forgotten?"

"How could I forget." Caroline lifted a foot to absentmindedly trace her toe across the faucet. "Have you.."

"I told no one." Klaus' voice dropped as he moved to crouch next to the tub, his hand dangling over the inside. "Best to keep this quite since our minds are vulnerable to this secret witch of Marcel's and the less that know the better. Since you went through such great lengths to keep this secret, I figured I would extend you the same courtesy. It will just stay our little secret for the moment."

"OK." She wasn't sure what to say. He was being uncharacteristically calm considering what transpired hours earlier and she would give anything to see what was spinning inside Klaus' head. But she never had before so she wouldn't start now.

"It's written all over you face that your thinking of something but yet you never say it." Klaus observed, his voice still low. "Will you tell me?"

Caroline chuckled, "I was thinking how great it would be to see inside your head and figure out why you are acting so calm."

"You already have before so why stop now." Klaus spoke with a tense jaw.

"I've never seen inside your mind, Klaus." The disbelief colored his face instantly. "Yes I have used by abilities to stop you from strangling me on the occasion but your memories and thoughts are your own. It takes a great deal of focus to control someone like you since your like a billion years old and fighting me the entire time. Most vampires I used my abilities on are barely half your age so they are pretty easy. Maybe by the end of the century I'll be able to do anything I wanted to you."

A wicked smile came to Klaus' lips as he grazed his fingertips along her inner thighs that were above water, dangerously close to where she wanted them. Caroline had to curse her body when her legs part slightly under his touch. "I'm fairly certain your could do anything you wanted to me right this very moment and I would not object."

She cleared her throat while straightening her legs away from the eager Hybrids fingers, "Well we have more important things to think about right now so.."

"Oh I must disagree." Klaus cut her off smoothly. "I find it hard to think of much else when you lie naked and wet before me." His voice was like a natural aphrodisiac and she only prayed his wolf senses didn't pick up on her returning arousal. Caroline's eyes closed and she took a needed breath before opening them. Klaus noticed her conflict, which he was too gleeful about, so he moved to kneel next to her head. His lips moved closer to her face and one of his arms moved to the back of the tub.

"You can't pretend any longer, Caroline. Those... unexpected words you spoke to me this morning can't be ignored and you can't pretend they weren't true. There is only so long I can pretend you don't have any effect on me. It's quite torturous really." His hands moved to brush away wet from her shoulder.

"I meant everything I said this morning about caring about you, along with last night about staying platonic. We both have other things to worry about so ... you should go." Caroline spoke with finality and Klaus' features changed to a colder one.

"Very well." Klaus stood back to his feet, "Rebekah is waiting downstairs for you so you can speak with Bonnie and she has also set up a meeting with the French Quarter witches."

Caroline scoffed, "Like I need a body guard."

"There is always safety in numbers and it was Rebekah that set everything up, not I, or else I would be accompanying you. She politely suggested I stay out of it." Klaus spoke sternly before dashing out of the bathroom.

Caroline let out a groan and flopped back under the lukewarm tub water.


It was about an hour before dust as Bonnie enter the Quarter and the streets were as stuffy as usually. Even after leaving Mystic Falls Bonnie and her friends still kept a relatively simply life together. Elena and Bonnie had attended college at Whitemore but with Elena being a vampire and Bonnie using herbs to stop her ageing, they left with the others to travel different countries. The experiences they had were great but it always felt as if something was missing and that was Caroline. The three girls had made plans for years to attend college together and Caroline had every inch of their three bedroom dorm room decorated by the time they were ten years old. But tragedy pulled them in different directions and Caroline even hated them, so much in fact she couldn't be in the same room for longer than ten minutes without a fight breaking out. It was hard for any human to live long in the supernatural community, Matt and Jeremy had been one of the most heartbreaking example so far.

There wasn't much time for site seeing since she arrived a few weeks ago, most of her time was spent sharpening her magic. From everything she has heard, witches were killed on site after found performing magic and it was a wonder that no one caught on to her yet. Bonnie was good at covering her tracks, even going as far as too leave New Orleans to perform the mind block spells on her friends and cloaking herself. She obviously wasn't a French Quarter witch but Elijah has told her about Marcel, he wouldn't hesitate to kill her just because he could. She had absorbed the powers of her two thousand year old ancestor and that was an amazing gift but that also came with consequences. No witch was meant to have that much power, perhaps that was why they were still mortal unlike a vampire, to keep the balance of supernatural creatures so not one specie was more powerful. Even after a few decade of practicing magic, this amount of power was still a task to control. After the last time Bonnie came back from the dead, she wanted to live as far from supernatural drama as possible. She couldn't fool herself to think that she could disappear completely and now was her time to step up again.

Bonnie rounded a corner to head closer to a coffee shop where she was meeting her long lost friend that she was now within eyesight of. Her hands went deep into her jean pockets as she realized that Caroline was not alone and she had to hold back her disdain when she noticed it was Rebekah. The two blondes turned towards her as she stood at the side of the table, the awkwardness creeping in.

"Well don't just stand there, sit already." Rebekah ordered and Bonnie's lip curled up as she sat across from the two vampires.

"So nice to see you again Rebekah." Bonnie couldn't help her eye roll. "What is it you want me to do for you now? I haven't changed my mind since we last talked."

"I wanted to talk to you about attending Marcel's party that's in another day. With them having a witch it might not be such a bad thing that we have one on our side. That is why you guys came to New Orleans is to help right?" Caroline crossed her arms tightly over her chest.

"I'm sure Stefan and I won't have a problem to attend but the others are another story. I think Elena is still pretty upset with how last night went." Bonnie moved to the edge of her seat towards Caroline, "Look I'm here to help, especially since this Marcel seems to want to included all of us from Mystic Falls in his revenge, but I won't give the Originals the power to block all witches mental magic. I think that is a privilege they haven't earned yet."

"I would watch your tongue if you value it witch." Rebekah almost growled.

"OK, that's not why we are here." Caroline looked between the two of them. "That isn't necessarily a deal breaker Bonnie. The Originals and myself all have strong minds so it would take a large amount of concentration to breakthrough to our thoughts. If only you were to attend that would probably be best, unless you have plans to use Damon as bait which in that case he is more than welcome."

"I can talk it over with Stefan once we are done and get back with you but what exactly is it you want me to do?" Bonnie asked cautiously.

"We just wanted the back up since it is almost guaranteed that Marcel will try to pull one of his stunts and apparently the Originals want to reclaim their family home while were at it. Klaus apparently has this scenario cooked up, they repent or die." Caroline couldn't see the plan Rebekah told her about on the way here going well.

"What about the other witch? I personally don't kill other witches and I would hope this mystery girl won't either." Bonnie would defend herself again whomever might be at this party but not at the cost of innocent lives.

"She will most likely be at the party but just kept out of everyone's eyesight." Rebekah added. "We need to figure out who she is so we can eliminate the problem so your witchy senses can help us with that. Myself or my brothers will take care of the rest."

"I heard about the fire, I'm guessing your OK?" Bonnie wondered as her eyes drifted back to Caroline's across the table.

"I've been through worse." Caroline spoke with a almost bored tone.

"Of course." Bonnie stated since she wasn't really sure what else to say. "Sorry you had to run and be chased for all eternity?" she thought to herself but she pressed forward, "So you didn't think this would fit in a text message? We haven't exactly been on speaking terms Caroline."

Caroline huffed loudly, "If we all are going to actually work together we need to at least speak to one another from time to time. I have things that are going to be happening soon and they are probably best described face to face."

"Like the secret plan you won't tell anyone about." Bonnie concluded.

"Yes. " She stole a glance at Rebekah's direction, "It will most likely be a unpopular decision between most of you but it will be done regardless.

"Well as much as I love girl talk, we should get going so we can meet the other witches." Rebekah rose to feet and pushed her chair under the table.

"Other witches?" Bonnie couldn't hold back her curiosity.

"Rebekah set up a meeting with the French Quarter witches, the Deveraux family more specifically. We need to know what they know about Marcel's witch and maybe a description." Caroline reluctantly offered.

"I'll go with you. I won't hurt to have a witch on your side when talking with them." Bonnie stood along with Caroline and Rebekah who held suspicious looks on their faces. "The sooner this over with the sooner I can leave."


The three girls were near the cemetery when Caroline caught a sight of a brunette relaxing against the rod iron bars, looking bored at her fingernails. Her eyes flew over to Bonnie who hadn't noticed her with her human sight and Rebekah's expression was unchanged even though she had to have seen Katherine. Caroline had to give her friend credit for having guts to be out in public like this but it seems the twenty four hour window she was granted by Klaus was being used to her full advantage.

"What the.. Elena?" Bonnie's voice trailed off and Caroline now noticed the her eyebrows were scrunched together in heavy confusion but it was short lived. Bonnie's eyes ran over the all two familiar curly hair that now held a grey streak and the less conservative tight black jeans with a cleavage baring v neck shirt. "It can't be."

"Looks like Bon Bon decided to..." Katherine started but was dropped to her knees in anguish as Bonnie raised her hand to silences her with an aneurysm and she gripped her hair while crying out.

"She can't be alive, I saw her half dead years ago." Bonnie's voice or hand never faltered as she waited for the other vampires to speak, her eyes lock with Caroline's.

"Yes Katherine Pierce is alive and she is friend of mine so stop trying to kill her." Caroline's voice spoke with a warning that Bonnie must have picked up on and after a moment of thought she lowered her hand. "What the hell are you even doing her Katherine?"

"So much for pleasantries." Katherine let out a growl but was back to her feet and fluffing her perfect curls back in place. "Did you really think I would just sit locked away in some crappy apartment all day while you guys got to have all the fun? Enzo said you guys were going to chat with witches and thought I'd tag along."

"I really must stop telling Enzo everything if your back from the dead." Rebekah sneered at the formerly dead Doppelganger. She found out Katerina was still alive but was only hoping to never lay eyes on her again. She couldn't wait for her brother to rip out the Doppelgangers heart once and for all but the fact that she was still alive now, along with being friends with Caroline, it didn't look like she would be getting her way.

"Believe me, Enzo is worse then the cheerleaders I went to high school with when it comes to gossip." Caroline stated with an eye roll. "We can give you the short version Bonnie but we have to see if the witches are here yet."

Katherine spoke while slowly walking over to Bonnie with her usually sway of her hips. "The short version is I was almost dead because of your precious Elena," She pushed as much hate into the word as possible, "But Carebear here helped me find a witch to reverse the effects and we became besties."

"We are friends now so I would appreciate you keeping your magic to yourself along with not telling the others. If they know Katherine is around they might even kill her themselves and I already have Klaus to deal with so I don't need more."

"I'd love to see that happen." Katherine smirked. "It's pretty obvious nothing can kill Katherine Pierce."

"I wouldn't be so sure." Rebekah added the hidden implication.

"So you want me to lie for you now? The favors are starting to pile up for someone that still hates me." Bonnie shot back will crossing her arms.

"I thought vampires couldn't get migraines anymore." Caroline huffed while holding onto her forehead. "Look Bonnie you don't have to lie so if they happen to ask if Katherine is still alive feel free to tell them but I don't see that happening."

"Just keep her away from me." Bonnie consented after a moment of thought and glared at Katherine as they all walked to the entrance of the cemetery. They were met with a unexpected sight of at least fifteen witches and none looked pleased to see so many vampires. The only familiar face was that of Sophie Deveraux who stood at the front with a older woman that shared her same features. Before they could speak further, the older Deveraux shouted, "You." as she began to chant in dead Latin with her hand raised towards Rebekah. A gurgle noise fell from Rebekah's mouth as her hand flew to her throat as she gasp for unneeded air.

"Stop." Caroline tried to walk closer to the witch but was met with the invisible barrier of the cemetery. She curled her lip forward and focused all her attention to the witch that had Rebekah now on her knees with blood trickling from her lips. "Put your hand down witch because even this protective barrier won't keep me away from you."

"We won't invite you in and that monster deserve it for what she had done." A voice shouted from behind the group. A scorching pain hit Caroline as she felt the witch induce an aneurysm that sent her to her knees and she gripped the iron gate for support.

"We are channeling our ancestors so she is no match for you Vampire and you are a friend so you deserve the same." Another voice shouted.

"So be it." Caroline mumbled with gritted teeth as the older Deveraux wrist snapped and she cried in agony at the bone break. The break released the magic connection to the vampires and Rebekah shot to her feet as she wiped the blood from her lips with her fingers.

"As soon as this barrier is no longer between us, you won't have a throat." Rebekah spat with a deadly glare, her vampire veins starting to come forth. Three smug witches stepped forward to raise their hands towards the group but they all paused and looked at one another in unexplained disbelief.

"Something the matter?" Caroline now stood straight in front of the witches at the mouth of the gate with he hands pushed casually in her back pockets. "You look as if you just forgot every spell you have ever learned and how to perform magic." Caroline smirked when more witches stepped forward but only were shocked to find that they could not perform magic either.

"God that comes in handy." Katherine smiled wickedly from beside Rebekah.

"You would turn on your own to protect vampires?" The pain was still in the older Deveraux voice as she grasped her wrist with tears streaming down her face.

"Oh that isn't me that stopped you, it was all her. She isn't a typical vampire." Bonnie spoke as she walked past the protective barrier onto the sacred ground of the cemetery. She stopped a few feet away from them and motioned towards Caroline, "But to answer your earlier question, yes I would betray my own if it meant keeping my friend safe. I can't speak for the other vampires here but I have known Caroline since we were toddlers and whatever it is you think she did, she didn't do. Caroline can be trusted."

"If you invite me in so we can talk face to face, I will heal you with no lasting scars." Caroline uttered from the doorway, her abilities still firmly planted in the witches minds.

"We don't need your blood, we can heal ourselves." A random witch spoke in disgust from the group, "What exactly are you?"

"I'm a vampire that has mental capabilities and I am the only one of my kind. I have the ability to read your thoughts and memories along with controlling your actions."

"So it is true what I've heard in the Quarter. Your not just some friend of the Originals, your the blonde Marcel wants dead." Sophie Deveraux face was in disbelief. "Caroline come in."

"Sophie!" Multiple voices shouted behind her all in unison and Caroline took her place next to Bonnie.

"Marcel wants her dead which means that she wants Marcel dead as well?" Sophie turned to look back at Caroline and she nodded her head in agreement. "Witches are disappearing from the Quarter and not just from our coven but all of them. My sister witches seem to think that the Originals are behind it."

"If we were going to take witches we wouldn't do it under the cover of night, we aren't cowards." Rebekah bellowed from the entrance. "If anything we would flaunt how powerless you are compared to us. We have lived a thousand years, if we needed witches so badly we could have them at our disposable. Not to mention that Bonnie here is a Bennett witch and a extremely powerful one at that."

The Quarter witches couldn't hold back there surprise and it made Rebekah smirk to hear their stunned murmurs at being in the presence of a Bennett.

"As understandable as your accusation is, why aren't you accusing Marcel?" Bonnie wondered.

"He has been King for decades and has never pulled a stunt like this. Marcel only kills witches if they perform magic and I don't see what he would want with more witches since he already has a very powerful one." Sophie responded and looked to her sister with the broke wrist, "My sister Jane Anne was a little anxious when so many vampires showed up here today. All of us have been put on edge this week with all the disappearances and most have refused to go out at night. We thought it would be only you tonight."

"We're not that dumb sweetie." Katherine smirked next to the Original, "Now do you care to answer some questions for us since the introductions are over?"

"We weren't expecting an entire coven either or the brain aneurysms. When did the witches start disappearing?" Caroline thought this whole scenario was too odd to not be related to their current Marcel problem.

"A few months back a couple of the younger witches disappeared, maybe four months back but in the past week alone there have been nearly twenty missing. All were taken in the middle of the night right off the streets and all from random covens so they aren't targeting one specific region." Sophie concluded.

"This doesn't make sense, unless somehow they know you guys want to get rid of Marcel? Maybe he is finally retaliating?" Bonnie offered.

"I guess it could be possible but it just isn't Marcel's style, he likes to display the witch kills for all to see and taunt us. Marcel would have let the witches know that he was on to our plans and strung their bodies up in the Quarter market. If he did take the witches it means they are still alive somewhere but I just can't figure out the reasoning behind it."

An idea popped into Caroline's head that would help keep the witches on their side against a vampire army. It wasn't mandatory to have witches on their side but it couldn't hurt to have a city full that hated Marcel.

"What if we found the witches for you" Caroline turned to glance back at Rebekah who had a stern look on her face but still kept silent.

"Why would you do that?" Jane Anne stepped forward next to her sister Sophie, still clutching her wrist to her chest.

"Let's call it a show of good faith." She took in all the witches skeptically expressions and brought her attention back to the Deveraux sisters. "We don't have anything to do with the missing witches and this will prove it. You guys brought the Originals back to New Orleans so you can freely practice magic again which means having to live with the Originals once all this is over with. Even if we end up killing Marcel, you don't want to trade one tyrant to create another. The other being Klaus Mikealson. "

"Are we not capable enough to find the answers ourselves?" A witch shouted in anger.

"If I was invited on your precious sacred ground, I would be agreeing with Caroline right now." Rebekah made her presence known once again and Caroline used all her strength to hold back a sarcastic comment with the witches around. "My brother has at least one vampire on the inside that can provide us intel about Marcel. Plus my dear blonde friend is correct in stating that in order to freely practice magic again you will need to stay on our good sides. That means you must not try to extract us like you are doing with Marcel."

"You live your lives and we live ours?" Sophie eyed both girls with understanding but still skeptical.

"And we are supposed to believe this? The Hybrid isn't even here to agree to the terms."

"Given his fierce intimidation techniques, we decided he should stay away for this discussion. I speak on my brothers behave when I say he will agree that you can practice your magic as long as it doesn't involve taking down any Originals family members or wiping the vampire race from existence." After so many centuries spent running from her father or being daggered, the Originals want a place to try to be a family again. New Orleans was one of the few places that help good memories for her family.

"I'll say from personal experience, deals from an Original doesn't come along very often so I suggest you take it." Bonnie added for effect and she honestly couldn't picture a scenario were she had actually made a good deal with any Originals. The witches grumbled among themselves but most seemed to reach a uneasy terms of agreement that it would be best for the future to keep civil between each specie for the moment. After a few more tense moments, the witches left the cemetery while there was still the barest of daylight left to return home safely. Sophie stayed behind for a more private discussion,

"I will talk with them later but I think we can somehow manage to coexist with them." Sophie eyed Rebekah at the gate as she continued. "The elder witches did state the city flourished under the Originals reign centuries ago. The regions know Klaus is a better choice but don't want to admit because of his murderous reputation outside of the French Quarter."

"Klaus might be a bit impulsive at times but he is smart. He is a ... friend of mine so I will try to have my own discussion with him as well on your behalf." Caroline tried to reassure Sophie. "Can you tell us anything about this witch Marcel keeps locked away? Maybe what she looks like at least?"

"All I know are just discussions I overhear at the bar I work at, Rousseau's. Vampires call her the little brunette girl but I haven't caught a name." Sophie paused to inspect Caroline's features, as if she was looking for confirmation she wasn't an enemy. "Most of Marcel's nightwalkers like to hang out at the abandoned church that is taken care of by the O'Connell family and there are old family stories of a hidden room in the attic. A church full of vampires is a good place to keep something safe."

"Thank you. I meant it, we'll find out what happened to your witches and despite what your friends think, I don't hate witches as much as most vampires do." Caroline concluded and her eyes veered slightly to Bonnie for the barest of moments. Caroline said her goodbyes as Bonnie decided to walk Sophie back to her home since witches were not safe alone any longer. Caroline walked silently towards the gate of the cemetery as she heard Katherine's silky voice float towards her,

"Friends huh?"

"Don't even start Katherine." Caroline said in a huff as she slid past the two vampires.


Author's Note:

I really wanted to write some smut but it just wasn't time for our Klaroline to give in... But we are getting closer so I just settled for a tease for now unless I can come up with something better.

Random incite to my writers brain, I was going to make the Original brothers meet Caroline at the gate but decided we needed a girl power chapter instead and I hope you enjoyed it because we will continue with it in the next chapter as well. Plus poor Caroline needed a break from Klaus I think lol.

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