I Do Not Own Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies
Bonnie was surprised to see Davina and Kol packing up a car with their few meager things and more grimoires, it was barely eight in the morning.
"What are you two doing?"
"Need to get back to Mystic Falls, that thing can't be unsupervised for long," Kol answered.
"Oh shit!" Bonnie gaped as she grabbed her phone and called Damon as she started helping Davina and Kol load up the car. It was on the fifth call attempt that Damon finally picked up.
"What is it Medusa?" he groaned into the phone, his voice was all scratchy and barely awake.
"I need you to go to the house and check that potion," she stated.
"It's… eight in the morning Bon," he grumbled.
"I know, but I need you to do it now!" she hissed.
"Why?" he asked.
Kol grabbed the phone from her then. "Go check the bloody potion or deal with the consequences when I'm back in nine hours, and I will revel in having a reason to inflict hell upon you Salvatore." Kol barked before shoving the phone back at her.
"What the hell Bonnie!?" Damon shouted.
"It's a long story, I'll make it up to you if you check it, now!" she urged.
"I'm going, I'm going," he grumbled. She could hear him hunting for clothes and getting dressed.
"Kol?" Rebekah appeared. "What are you three doing!?"
"We have to get back to Mystic Falls, we have something in the works, which I left in the care of Davina, who left it in the care of Bonnie, who's left it in the care of a vampire; one of the Salvatore brothers, so we're going back before it does something very bad," he replied.
"I thought it wasn't dangerous!?" Bonnie strangled out.
"It isn't, if it's done properly and by a witch!" he countered. "Which is why we're leaving, now."
"Shotgun!" Davina shouted as she ran for the passenger side.
"I love you Bex, I'll see you in Mystic Falls," Kol said as he hugged his sister and slid into the car. Bonnie hopped in then too and texted Caroline.
"Kol!" Bonnie heard but they were already driving away.
It was an hour after listening to the radio that Bonnie finally got up the nerve to ask what the hell they were brewing.
"What exactly is that potion?" Bonnie asked.
"Love, would you like to answer?" Kol asked Davina.
"It's a fertility potion," Davina answered.
"Really?"
"A very potent one," Kol admitted.
"Why are we brewing a fertility potion."
"Insurance," Davina answered. "I need something to happen, and this is the way to ensure it happens."
"Someone's conception?" Bonnie guessed.
"Yes," Davina answered.
"This has to do with… the thing I saw?" Bonnie asked.
"What thing?" Davina asked.
"Um… the memories?" Bonnie said.
"Oh! Yes, it has something to do with them," Davina chuckled. "We're ensure the conception of Hope Mikaelson."
"But I thought…?"
"She's Niklaus' daughter," Davina said. "Klaus is a loophole in nature. As a vampire he is dead, and therefore cannot procreate."
"With the breaking of his curse though and access to his wolf, he's not also alive," Kol filled in.
"Yeah, he's a hybrid," Bonnie huffed.
"Very good, darling, as a hybrid he is partially alive, part of his being alive is procreation though. As he is not amongst the living nor the dead, he is neither alive nor dead, so he can do things that go between natures, the procreation was a surprising affect of his hybrid nature."
"Could a vampire procreate?"
"In theory, but it'd take a lot of magic to sustain, and is impractical. Women's bodies change to accommodate babies, their pelvises widen, they gain an influx of weight, require more blood, will have heightened senses such as smell or touch with a change of carrying a babe, and as such that change is a part of living. Vampires are dead, they cannot grow, they cannot change, but in theory, with a sufficient amount of magic and blood, and probably a lot of supplements?" He shot Davina a questioning look.
"Supplements," Davina answered.
"They could, in theory have a pregnancy, the tricky part would be fertility," he stated.
"Huh, but I bet you have a theory about that."
"I have a tentative theory about it," he agreed.
"What is it?"
"Nik's blood. As he is a hybrid, and his blood holds vampiric qualities of being able to heal another being, he is alive, which means his wolf's blood could bring a moment of 'animated life' to a vampire. Normally because blood stays in a vampire's body for about three months on average, in theory the 'animated' vampire would be able to conceive in this window. Which means for a woman, a menstrual cycle and period of fertility or same for a male. But again, I don't know, it's a theory," he shrugged.
"Why do you know so much about this?"
"I studied fertility in the sixteenth century in depth with a coven I was residing with, I was tracking a purist intent on implanting his 'holy' seed upon the worthy," Kol grimace in distaste.
"Ew!"
"He was a witch, I was tracking him, this particular potion we're using is great for wolves," Kol shrugged. "Exceptionally dangerous on humans though. For wolve though, it'll induce a heat for the female and a rut for the male, it makes conception of offspring easier, I used the potion on couples who had trouble conceiving, it worked like a charm then. however, the trick with wolves is they have to have a degree of compatibility to which Davina has proven Niklaus possesses with a different wolf."
"What happened to him?"
"I drained him when I finally caught him," Kol answered.
"If things do not happen naturally, we're going to have to use the potion, and I don't want to," Davina admitted.
"What would happen if this potion was taken by a vampire or witch or human?" Bonnie asked.
"The potion is designed to induce heat, it'll be essentially an exceptionally horny point in anyone who takes it, for females there will be a need to get pregnant, as long as the potion is in their system that is their primary need, upon impregnation, in that time frame it will lessen or dissipate entirely, if no conception is made then it'll wear out of their system in about a week or two's time entirely; depending upon the dose."
"Damn," Bonnie grimaced. "What about men?"
"Just makes them horny," Kol shrugged.
"So basically, leaves them normal," Bonnie sighed.
"There's a need for sex, but yes, essentially it does not affect them greatly unless they're a wolf," he shrugged.
"This is gross," Bonnie decided.
"It's my brother," Kol stated. "I never wanted to think about his sex life to begin with!"
"I never wanted to think about it either!" Davina piped up as she glared at them.
"This is the weirdest conversation I've ever had," Bonnie decided.
"Not even close for me," Kol chuckled.
"Oh, and what was your weirdest conversation!?" Davina demanded.
"Our first conversation!" he snapped.
"That wasn't weird!"
"I didn't know you, at all, love," he stressed.
Bonnie laughed at Davina's pouting expression and smiled as she leaned back in her seat to check her phone.
"Damon says everything is the right color," she informed them.
"That's a relief." Davina and Kol muttered in unison. Bonnie settled back as they continued to drive for Mystic Falls.
Davina was a bit baffled looking at her husband and his casual use of magic for everything. She had never even entertained the idea of making him mortal again because all their research in her time had ended in nothing. Damon Salvatore was the cure, and Rebekah would take it when he was old and dying; but that was the only cure they knew of despite their hunt. Big fat nothings in regard to the cure were all they had found, and they needed a Mikaelson witch to undo it and they both knew Freya never would. Freya would sooner send Davina to be shredded again than help them find a way to undo Kol's vampire state, Freya selfishly wanted her family to stay alive with her. As a result, fairly soon in Kol and Davina's marriage, they had stopped looking for a cure for him. Davina hadn't even thought about using Silas' cure on Kol in this time because they were going to use it on Silas.
She was both surprised and thrilled he had still defeated Silas and walked out of it a witch again.
Doing magic with Kol… she could never forget how thrilling it was even when he had been in Kaleb's body. Kaleb might not have been the most powerful witch, next to her power he had been a mere candle flame to a wildfire, but Kol had taught her to be clever and crafty with the power she did have. And in Kaleb's body, despite his lack of power, he was crafty enough to know how to get what he wanted and how to take on stronger opponents.
As a vampire, Davaina spent a lot of time channeling her husband or letting him feel her magic in different ways. They had both gotten pretty creative with her magic and connecting it to him in various ways.
Freya Mikaelson had hated her for doing that, but despite Kol officiating Keelin's and Freya's wedding, he would never be on good terms with Freya. Freya had thought she could change that, but Kol hated her for everything that had happened to Davina. And Davina wasn't fool enough to ever trust Freya fully. Davina might love her nephew Nik, but that was because Nik was all Mikaelson and Vincent. Nik had loved her, and she loved Nik despite his mother, mostly she loved seeing a mini-Vincent. Davina however hated Freya Mikaelson's guts.
"Davina?" Kol called to her softly and she glanced behind her to see a sleeping Bennett witch.
"Yeah?"
"The cure?" he started.
"You're the cure," she murmured softly. "I never fully understood how it worked, in my time Damon Salvatore possessed it, then it was going to go to Rebekah when he was old and dying. I know that an old vampire, losing the cure is fatal, rapid aging and then death from what Rebekah told me, but as long as you have it, you're a regular human."
He nodded slowly. "No fighting vampires for me anytime soon," he chuckled. "But, in your time Bex would get the cure?"
"From my understanding, yes, but I don't know that much about the cure," she admitted. "My husband and I didn't study it in depth, we just… we were our own little coven, and we didn't engage a lot in conflicts around the supernatural world."
"That sounds nice," he chuckled.
"It could be," she agreed as she looked at her husband. She wanted to reach over and grab his hand like she would when they were married but she refrained. Little Her still wasn't fully aware of what attraction was or how to react to it, and Davina didn't know what her 'death' would do to her and Little Her, and she didn't want to leave Kol with expectations. Little Her was fond of Kol, and had declared him her best friend, which had made Davina ache for Josh, but she had smiled and let it happen.
"You and your husband, where did you live?"
"A lot of different places," she admitted. "We started in San Francisco, which was lovely, went to Seattle, then Boston, we spent some time in London, he took me to the south of France which was… it was the most beautiful place I've ever been, we were also in the Italian countryside," she admitted with a wistful sigh. "And Iceland, briefly, we went to see the northern lights. When I was heading to visit my niece, we were residing in Juno, but we were making plans to go to the Congo."
"Been a bit of everywhere?" he chuckled.
"Yeah," she admitted with a smile. "It was great, I never been anywhere outside of New Orleans really and he was determined to show me the world. Sweetest thing anyone ever did for me."
He nodded. "Well, when this is over, we'll sort out where to get your husband."
"We'll see," she promised softly. "First, potion, then Esther, and we'll see where to go from there."
"And we're going to sort out this Harvest," he warned.
"The Harvest isn't a problem, it's going to happen. You can't stop it, I can't stop it, it's going to happen, or I die by this power," she shrugged. "I die in the Harvest, I come back, but if I don't die in the Harvest and by this power, I can't come back."
"Davina," Kol started.
"No. You can research it all you want, but it's going to happen."
"It's not right, I know about these Harvest rituals, too much can go wrong."
"It won't if we get Esther out of the equation."
"And what if it isn't just my mother taking over it? Takes a powerful witch, that's it," he reminded her.
"I don't think there's another witch who was stirring up the Ancestors," Davina said calmly.
"But you're not sure," he reminded her.
"Admittedly, I'm not, but I do remember all the hells your mother inflicted on us through the Ancestors," Davina admitted.
"Davina…" he started.
"If it comforts you, we'll research it," she sighed.
"Davina," he started.
"Kol," she drawled out.
"Davina, this is serious," he warned her.
"I know, but I'll come back, either both or just Little Me," she stated.
"And if this you doesn't come back?" he demanded.
"Kol, I've considered that, and if the older me does not come back, if this is my end, then I'm alright with that," she said softly. "I've had a lot, I had a few really great friends, I had a husband who loved me more than life itself, and I lived. My death, if this is my final one, then it's alright. I'm alright with this ending."
"What if I'm not?"
"Then I'm sorry," she said softly.
"Davina, I'm not alright with these chances," he stated icily.
"Kol," she started.
"We are researching the merge, and we're going to research the Harvest. And I will be there at the Harvest," he warned.
"I…"
"No, not negotiable," he warned. "I'll be there. You are not dying alone, or for a ritual if I'm not there, not happening,"
"Fine," she replied softly.
"Good, so long as that is clear," he relaxed a little.
"You're a really good friend, Kol," she murmured. "To both me's."
"You're a first for me, love," he admitted.
"How so?"
"I rarely made friends, being a vampire and all, it never seemed wise to make friends with food," he muttered. "And my uncontrollability made it hard to desire friendships, and I didn't sire many vampires because I was mostly with witches, and when I was on my own, I would try to do some good, but when you can't control yourself, you don't make friends."
"Well, I'm not going anywhere, Kol, Big or Little Me," she promised.
She was exhausted, keeping up with the witches were exhausting, Hayley was surprised she hadn't fallen on her face already. Davina was on a warpath and now that Kol was a witch he would be too, which was going to be a lot of trouble and she didn't know what to expect. Also, she was feeling restless lately. She was following Kol, Davina and Bonnie back to Mystic Falls in a car being driven by Rebekah and with the blonde baby vampire.
The kind of restless right before something big happened, which had her itching for something, she didn't know what, what she did know is she wanted to stay close to protect her pack. It made her a bit nervous that Marcel had run off to New Orleans, but she couldn't nail his feet to the floor or threaten him to stay or suffer her wrath. She still wasn't entirely sure what sort of relationship she and Marcel were having, but it was a weird balance of him being a father figure while also being a friend.
Hayley considered Kol her pack, especially now that he was mortal and vulnerable, because he was with Davina; not yet but she'd bet good money on that eventually happening. She knew that Big Davina was married to Kol, but the way Kol interacted with both Davina's make it clear that it was sort of inevitable that they'd happen.
Hayley knew how she felt about Davina, and come hell or high water, nothing was prying the little witch from Hayley's pack or grasp, the little witch was her family. That relationship bypassed any and all pack feelings she had, Davina was her family, in her inner circle, and Hayley was going to guard the little witch with her life if necessary.
"Are you well Hayley?" Caroline's voice pulled her from her thoughts and worries then.
"Just tired," she sighed.
"Oh. Um…"
"What?" Hayley sighed as she looked at the blonde vampire.
"Have you heard from Tyler?" she asked.
"Tyler and I were never buddy-buddy," Hayley stated firmly.
"But you lived with him," Caroline pouted.
"Yes," she answered dryly.
"Didn't you guys…"
"Whatever you're fishing for, stop, I don't sleep with guys younger than me and going through puberty still," she declared icily.
"Tyler is a man!"
Hayley snorted. "Please, don't," she mused. "Tyler was a teenage, horny werewolf who wanted to have sex with anything with two legs, it's hormones, doesn't make him a man. Kol's a man. Elijah's a man. Tyler is not even close to a man."
Caroline's jaw dropped and she gave Hayley a stink eye.
"You slept with him!" Caroline strangled out.
"No," Hayley snorted. "Not everything is about sex, blondie. And I don't do teenage drama."
"You do with Davina!" Caroline hissed.
"Davina is my family, and as such she will be afforded privileges on my tolerance, but Tyler, not my family, not my pack, just a baby wolf who humped anything and everything," Hayley dismissed.
"Takes one to know one," Caroline snorted.
"Don't even try that, little girl," Hayley warned lowly. "You don't want to get in a pissing contest with me over a loser like Tyler. And I don't do teenage drama. You won't like the outcome if you try to get into this pissing contest with me."