I Do Not Own Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies

It was at the crack of dawn when Marcel woke, he could hear Kol's snoring, and the slow steady heart beats of Hayley and Davina. Creeping through the small cabin he peeked in on the trio to see them almost exactly how he had left them last night. Davina wedged between Kol and Hayley, Hayley curled up in a ball around Davina, and Davina half sprawled over Kol who was hanging off the bed. The girls had stolen the blankets in the night, and Kol had all the pillows.

Shaking his head in genuine amusement at the scene, Marcel walked to his kitchen and prepped the coffee for everyone in the house before pulling himself a bag of B+ blood and poured it into a mug before walking onto the porch. The morning was cool, clear, clean, and crisp and looking down the driveway he relaxed. Business in New Orleans was running smoothly, which was good, especially with him gone. Apparently, Thierry and Diego were butting heads, but that was to be expected, he was still managing, and both contacted him when there were problems. He was lounging on his porch when the sheriff's cruiser pulled up the drive. Marcel frowned a bit as he set aside his mug and stood up, feeling exceptionally wary right now.

"Morning," a blonde said as she stepped out of the cruiser.

"Morning officer," he greeted as he leaned on the post on his porch.

"Heard you folks were new in town," she greeted with a cheerful smile.

"Yeah, just passing through," Marcel answered.

"I just like introducing myself to the new folks, you know, just so we're friendly," she smiled. "I'm Sheriff Elizabeth Forbes," she greeted cheerfully.

"Oh I know all about being friendly," he chuckled, letting that lazy New Orleans Quarter accent shine through.

"I'm Marcel, Marcel Gerard," he greeted as he held out his hand to shake. The woman shook his hand and smiled. "I got hot coffee"

"That would be lovely," she smiled. He picked up his mug and motioned for her to come in. The small woman walked in just as Kol walked out of Hayley's room scratching his head as he peered tiredly between them.

"This is Sheriff Elizabeth Forbes," Marcel said. "This Kol."

"Coffee," Marcel said as he went to the machine.

"So, is it just you two?"

"No," Marcel answered.

"I'm staying with my brothers and sister," Kol stated firmly.

"I'm here about a missing girl, Davina Claire," Elizabeth Forbes said. "One Bastianna Natale reported her kidnapped. There's an Amber Alert out on her, and funnily enough this cabin is in her name."

"Davina Claire isn't kidnapped, she's my ward. And we came here to get away from Bastianna Natale, I'm just lookin' out for my girl. My lawyers in New Orleans were just about to email me the paperwork this morning naming me legal guardian of Davina Claire," he stated.

"I'm going to need to speak to her," Elizabeth Forbes stated firmly.

"I'll go get her," Kol said as he stood. Marcel was reluctant but agreed that Kol would be a better person to get her rather than himself, he didn't want the sheriff poking around his house.

His phone pinged and he sipped his blood as he poured the sheriff a cup of coffee and pulled the sugar and crème for her. He slid it across the island to her. Opening his email, he saw the legal documents he had been working to obtain the last few days as he placed the phone on the counter for her and slid it over.

"Coffee," Davina grumbled as she appeared rubbing her eyes as Kol appeared followed by Hayley who was eyeing the sheriff warily.

"Morning D," Marcel held his arm out as his kid stumbled into his shoulder, hiding against his side.

"Coffee," she mumbled as she rubbed her face and tried to wake up.

"D, this is Sheriff Forbes," Marcel said, and Davina grumbled as she shoved her hair out of her face to look at the other woman. Hayley appeared beside Marcel as she eyed the woman, Marcel noted that Kol wasn't just wary or suspicious, he was preparing to attack which made it vital they all remain calm if only so Kol didn't react. Kol's reaction would be far more dangerous than anything Hayley or Davina could do.

"Caroline's mom?" Davina mumbled as she peered out the sheriff.

"You know Caroline?" Forbes said.

"Friends with Bonnie, nice, blonde, chipper, need coffee," Davina muttered as she went to get herself a mug.

"And you are?"

"Hayley, I'm a family friend," Hayley filled in seamlessly.

"You were running with Tyler and his group," Forbes stated.

"Yeah, before he turned into a psycho," Hayley shrugged.

"D wanted to come visit Hayley after I got her, so we came to Mystic Falls, as you can see, my kid isn't missing," Marcel said.

"Uh-huh, I'm still going to have to take her in to talk to her," Forbes said.

"Me? Why?" Davina asked sleepily. Marcel saw Kol tensing up rather dangerously.

"Just to clear things up, you know, to make sure you're alright," she offered charmingly.

Davina looked between him and Kol then the sheriff.

"I'm confused, did I do something wrong?" Davina asked in uncertainty as she looked timidly at him.

"You're not in trouble, but we need to have a chat," Forbes stressed.

"Um… okay?" she looked nervously between him and Kol and he pulled her close to him and kissed her brow. "Can Marcel come?"

"No, sweetie, it's just going to be you and me," Forbes said.

"It'll be okay, D," he promised. "I'll be right behind you."

Davina nodded as she reluctantly left him to go change. Forbes watched her go upstairs and raised a brow at that.

"Movie night," Hayley said crisply. "I'll be with you at the station," Hayley stated as she went to get dressed.

"I'll have my lawyer forward you my guardianship papers for Davina," Marcel warned.

"Davina," Kol drawled out as she reappeared. She paused by Kol as she looked at Forbes and then him.

"I'm ready," she said softly as she finished coming down the stairs and stepped behind Kol like the Original was supposed to shield her, peering around as Forbes left.

"D, I'll be there," Marcel promised.

"Don't bring him," she hissed.

"Hey!"

"No! You're not killing Caroline's mom!" Davina hissed tiredly. "Coffee, when this is over, I want coffee, lots of coffee!"

Elizabeth Forbes' morning had been going splendidly until there was a call from a concerned citizen informing her of the kidnapped victim, Davina Claire who was registered owning a cabin in her town. The girl in question was petite, long wavy brown hair, bright blue eyes and rather unassuming innocent looking girl. The girl had slipped into the cruiser, rather calm, collected, obviously exhausted with massive bruising beneath her eyes, but other than that she had seemed safe and content where she was.

The drive was in silence, Davina had seemed to be in a state between asleep and awake, leaning against the window until Liz pulled up to the station house. She opened the door and Davina jolted awake with a startled look.

"We're here," she stated.

Davina got out of the car, looking very wary and tired as she walked into the station. The girl walked with a brisk, confident, elegant and silent walk; there were no stomping of feet or dramatics, Davina walked like a woman who knew how dangerous she was.

"Can I get you anything?" Liz asked. "Food, or coffee?"

"Coffee," Davina yawned massively as she sat at the desk. Liz looked the girl over for any signs of distress, only seeing a bruise on the girl's brow, but even that didn't look severe. Nothing screamed abused or trafficked.

"So, why am I here?" Davina asked as Liz handed her a cup of coffee.

"There was a kidnap report filed for you as well as an Amber Alert out on you," Liz explained.

"Well, that's dumb," she snorted. "I'm not missing, or kidnapped, I'm with Marcel."

"Marcel Gerard is accused of kidnapping you," Liz said.

"By who!?" she demanded with an expression of pure puzzlement.

"Bastianna Natale," she said. "In the report Bastianna is a close personal friend of your murdered mother," Liz stated.

"Bastianna Natale?" Davina strangled out as her face went deathly white. "She's…" The entire change of the girl's demeanor changed from tired and relaxed to awake and terrified.

"You… You can't tell her where I am, she'll… she'll try to kill me!" Davina strangled out.

"We're just talking," Liz tried to sooth.

"No, you… you don't understand! She's going to kill me!" Davina hysterically screeched and the building started trembling then and Liz tensed as she looked around.

"D!" a voice shouted.

"Davina!" Hayley jogged towards her.

"It's alright, D, breathe, breathe," Marcel skidded around in front of the girl.

"Should I get Kol?" Hayley whispered to Marcel.

"Not yet, D!" Marcel snapped as he shook her shoulders. "Bastianna isn't here."

"You can't let them take me back, you can't, you can't!" she frenziedly pleaded.

"You're not going anywhere, D," Marcel said as he hugged the teen. "Is this what you wanted?"

"What is happening!?" Liz demanded holding a desk.

"Davina!" Marcel demanded. And that seemed to be enough to have her snapping out of it as the shaking stopped. Which had Liz staring at the girl. "Hayley, stay with her."

"Yeah," Hayley nodded.

"Come with me," Marcel snarled. Liz walked with the man a little ways away, still in Davina's line of sight. "Now, I've showed you the documents, she's not missing, there's been a restraining order in place against Bastianna Natale."

"What the hell was that!?"

"Davina's a very special girl," he started.

"She's a witch," Liz guessed. "Which makes her the witch who's been helping Bonnie Bennett if she knows Caroline."

"She is," Marcel answered warily.

"Which means that she's running with Kol Mikaelson, you know who he is?"

"Yeah… I know who he is," he replied in an arctic tone. "I also know he's the only one my kid trusts, completely. Which irritates the shit out of me, but that's where we are!"

"I'll make this disappear, but you have to keep her away from the Mikaelsons. You have to."

"I can't! Now, I'm taking my kid home before you have a very annoyed Original on your hands and me. and not just any Original, Kol, and he's so much worse than Klaus ever could be."

"The Mikaelsons, they're dangerous," she started.

"I know probably better than anyone how dangerous they are, particularly the one attached to my kid. Now, before Kol gets dangerous, I'm taking her out of here before we have Kol here," Marcel stated. "If you have any more questions, we'll take them at the cabin. She's not in any distress or danger with us."

"She is sixteen, get her registered at the school or I'll have you for truancy," she advised.

"Will do," he promised.

Liz watched as he guided the two women out of the station house. She was stunned as she watched them go. Kol seemed to materialize then and followed the trio, glaring over his shoulder at her office. Liz was a bit baffled seeing the four people leave.

"Hey mom," Caroline walked in then.

"Hey honey!"

"What was Davina doing here?"

"Just had a few questions about her living situation," Liz admitted. "What brought you here, sweetie?"

"I forgot my math book in your car," she admitted. "And mom?"

"Yes?"

"Whatever is wrong with Davina, she's not bad, she just saved Jeremy," Caroline admitted. "And she's helping Bonnie with her magic," she smiled.

"Davina could be in a lot of trouble," Elizabeth pointed out.

"I think she'd be okay, mom," Caroline promised.

"Why do you say that?"

"She's just one of those people, I think she'll be fine," she admitted.

"Well, if she's not registered for school on Monday, I'll have to arrest her for truancy," Liz stated.

"Davina going to high school," Caroline snorted at the idea.

"What?"

"Nothing, I love you mom."

Kol had woken up when he was about to fall off the bed and heard Marcel talking to an unknown voice outside the house. Davina had been sprawled over him, her hand was on his heart and her head had made his arm numb. Hayley had wrapped around Davina, and they had both stolen his blankets, but he had about three pillows. Not the worst or weirdest way he had woken up, but unsettling how comfortable it was. Davina and Hayley hadn't been happy when he had woken up and left the bed, Hayley had growled and Davina had muttered something about too quiet, which he thought was weird.

Then there'd been the sheriff, Kol hadn't liked how that had started or where it was going.

Marcel hadn't either, and Hayley really didn't like it. The three of them had gone to go collect Davina from the sheriff. She had been calm about it, but Kol was fairly sure that was because the coffee addict wasn't fully awake or functioning.

Now that he had her back, and Marcel and Hayley were hovering over her too they had gone to a diner.

"Why is Bastianna looking for me?" Davina whispered frantically.

"I don't know, D."

"She was… I…" Davina sputtered. Kol watched her carefully and it seemed a bit conflicted between them.

"Davina?"

"Marcel, please, please, she can't!" she whimpered hysteria was rising as she clung to Marcel, clawing to keep a firm hold.

"It's alright, D, I promise," Marcel hugged the teen then and Kol watched her carefully.

"Davina?" he called out softly. The girl peeked at him, her fear was almost palpable in teary blue eyes. "What's the last thing you remember?"

"She… who…" Davina started then winced painfully as she hid against Marcel again.

"What's wrong with her?" Hayley whispered.

"Davina, focus, what's the last thing you remember?" Kol persisted as she turned her attention to him again, big blue eyes were alight with a fire he'd never seen in her before despite the tears streaming down her face.

"They were slaughtering us!" she snarled venomously; her betrayal and rage were tangible as she tightened her hold on Marcel, and her powers rattled the windows to bow but not break.

"Sh, sh, it's alright, it's alright D," Marcel said and looked confused.

"Davina," Kol called her attention back to him and he watched her, there were tears streaming down her cheeks. "Who was slaughtering you?"

"She doesn't want you to know, Kol," Marcel hissed over Davina's head.

"I think I'm going to have to," he muttered back. "This isn't the Davina we've been dealing with. Whatever happened, she's scared enough that the Davina of now is surfacing."

"Shit," Marcel muttered as he hugged the girl. "It's alright, it's alright."

"She was killing us, she lied!" Davina screeched which had the place shaking.

"Davina!" Kol snapped. "Breathe, focus, just breathe!" he ordered. The teen was trembling violently. "What happened?" he asked her firmly.

"They lied," she whimpered.

"About what!?" he demanded. If this was something Davina from the future didn't want him to know then he would bet her future soul would overrun whatever fear her younger self was feeling.

"Who are you?" Davina asked curiously.

"I'm Kol, darling," he answered with a calm smile. She blushed a bit when he smiled, which was rather endearing as she opened her mouth to speak.

"The… Har…no! I can't!" she hissed and he watched her wince as she rubbed her temple and he nodded as the Davina they knew resurfaced. "Can't tell Kol!"

"And she's back," he muttered sourly. His patience and curiosity about what Davina couldn't tell him were starting to annoy him, however, he was relieved the Davina he'd been dealing with surfaced. She had better control; then again, the younger version of her seemed to be having great difficulty processing whatever had happened to her which would diminish any witch's control.

Davina glared nastily at him through the tears.

"Well, this complicates whatever soul time travel magic you've gotten tangled up in, love," Kol stated tiredly. "Who the bloody hell is Bastianna and why does she entice so much fear that younger you attacks?"

"She's an elder of the coven, she's dead," Davina muttered.

"How are you feeling, D?" Marcel asked.

"Like I got hit in the head by an anvil. Younger me is now there too, I… I can feel her," Davina murmured.

"Bloody hell," Kol muttered.

"What's this mean?" Marcel asked.

"It means we have a problem," Kol admitted.

"No. I have a problem and I'll take care of the problem," Davina said softly. "I can manage," she whispered. "And if anyone puts me in high school again, I'll kill you, painfully and slow," she warned. "Younger me and I will sort out our body problem."

"Last time, was Bastianna a problem?" Marcel asked.

"A big one," Davina muttered as she shifted in her seat. "She's at the bottom of the list of worries though."

"Bloody hell, this is a problem," Kol admitted.

"Should you get some rest or something?" Hayley asked nervously.

"Tylenol, lots of Tylenol, then a lot of meditating, I'll get this sorted out," Davina muttered as she rubbed her temples.

"You can't suppress her," Kol warned.

"Now that I'm awake, it's just more complicated, but I'm not going to suppress younger me," Davina assured. Kol was a bit relieved that future Davina had no intentions of suppressing or silencing younger Davina, it would probably compound her magic and create bigger issues for her in the long run if she did suppress her younger self.

"What are you going to do?" Kol asked.

"We want the same thing, so I'm going to work with me to get when she and I want," Davina muttered.

"What do you want?" Hayley asked.

"To start, to remove the corruption of the ancestors, and for another to protect our family. Everything else is just icing on the cake if it works," she admitted with a shrug.

"So…" Hayley started.

"So I'm not doing anything until Tylenol and meditation, I have some soul searching to do," Davina muttered. "But if anyone puts me in high school again, I will not be responsible for my actions."

"I concur," Hayley admitted.

"You're actually going to need a way to the astral plane," Kol hypothesized.

"I have one," Davina swiftly informed them.

"Oh really?"

"Bonnie's going to be help me," Davina sighed as she sat there. "This is gonna suck," she admitted.

"Tell me how it goes, love," Kol chuckled.

"I want to talk to Lil D, D," Marcel warned.

"Yeah," she nodded. "We can and will arrange that."

"Good, and I want her on board with whatever you're doing."

"Yup," Davina nodded as she let her head roll.

Kol heard her vertebra cracking. He was curious about little Davina and what she was like, adult Davina was so entertaining. Little Davina must be just as interesting, perhaps not as knowledgeable but she must be interesting.

"I look forward to meeting Little Davina," Kol drawled out as he assessed Davina.

"Mmm, she's not going to like you," Davina warned him with a smile.

"Not to worry, love, I like pretty things with sharp tongues," he bit back with a smile that was all fangs. He was going to enjoy this!