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One Week Later

Davina rolled over in her bed groaning at the bright light that was showering through her window. She sat up in her bed feeling all out of sorts. For one thing, her head was pounding, and not even a little bit, it was like someone heavy had sat on top of her head and someone was beating it with a sledge hammer and the other thing was the tickle in the back of her throat and winced as she swallowed and she could even breathe through her nose. 'Wonderful...just wonderful.' She thought to herself. Sighing, she climbed out of bed not even bothering changing out of her pajamas which was pajama pants and a simple tank top making her way out of her room and down stairs where there was coffee...yeah coffee will make this crap go away...coffee fixes everything.

She shivered against cold of the cabin as her feet hit the floor of the living room. She looked around not seeing Kol anywhere and shrugged thinking that he was still in the bed asleep. Davina went to the cabinet to get the bag of brew out. She placed the bag on the counter and stared at it. She didn't want coffee….she wanted her bed.

"I was wondering if you were ever going to rise."

Davina looked behind her to see Kol coming in from the back carrying a stack of firewood looking brand new as he could be. IF only she could feel that way then all would be well. "Huh?" She hummed wincing at the sound of her voice being hoarse which caused Kol's eyebrows to rise.

Kol walked over to the crate where he kept the logs for the fire setting them down before walking back into to the kitchen and frowned as he got a good look of her face. "What's wrong?" He asked concerned. Her eyes looked tired and worn and her complexion looked clammy, much different from the bright smiling loving girl he had danced with the week before in the snow.

"Nothing," She shook her head as she worked on the bag pouring it into a coffee filter.

"Why are you putting sugar in a coffee filter?" He asked.

"It's not sugar," Davina protested as she picked the bag to look at it and groaned. "Damn it," She grumbled as she began to fold the filter to put it back.

"Are you feeling okay?" He asked as he watch her movement which were sluggish.

"Just tired," Davina said as poured the sugar back in to the bag, but Kol took the filter from her, setting it down then placed a hand on her forehead and it felt really warm.

"You are burning up," He said as placed his other hand on her cheek which was flushed.

"I'll be fine," Davina said brushing his hands off of her face. "No worries."

Kol shook his head. "The only thing you need to be doing is going back to bed, Love."

"I want coffee first," Davina sighed, but Kol shook his head again.

"No, bed," He said as he bent down scooping her up in his arms bridal style and took her upstairs to her bedroom laying her gently down on the bed.

"I can walk on my own you know," She said crossly as she moved to slide in under her the covers crossing her arms with her lips a cute pout.

"Okay Grumpy," He chuckled as he sat down on her bed. "But would you have listened to me?"

"No," She admitted as she played with the fabric of her covers.

"I didn't think so," Kol said feeling her head again. "We need to get your fever down."

"It is just a cold," She sighed as she leaned back in her bed. "It will pass in a few days."

"The last time I was around, no one joked around with fevers," Kol said seriously.

"And the field of medicine greatly improved since then as well," She said laying a hand on his his. "I will be fine."

"Are you hungry?" He asked as he laced his fingers through hers gently liking the way her hand felt in his.

"I could eat," Davina nodded. "But I can make it myself."

"Nonsense, I will go make it and you just relax and I will bring you something that I know that will help with the cold." Kol said reluctantly pulling his hand from hers as he got up walking to the door.

"Kol..."

He turned around to see a brief smile lighting up her face as she cuddled in to her pillow. "Thanks." She said

"I'll be back in a bit," He said walking out the door down to the kitchen where he set to work cutting up vegetables: onions, celery, carrot placing them in a pot for soup with some chicken and noodles. He may be a thousand year old vampire, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to make a mean pot of soup. He did often help his mother out around the kitchen before they were turned because Rebekah couldn't be bother with unless it had to do with someone of the opposite sex. He even put a few good pinched of hot red pepper flakes in to give it some heat because Kol knew she loved spicy stuff.

While the soup was simmering, he gathered some ginger, elderberries, mint and honey placing them in to a small sauce pan to make a tea. During his years with witches, he had managed to learn about different herbs and which were used for medicinal reasons to help humans in their time of sick. His siblings didn't know it, but centuries ago when he wasn't with his family, he was often helping witches heal villages who were over come with sickness. He would often go to help create remedies to help the for folks and he actually liked helping people. He always did much better on his own rather than his family as they would often drive him over the edge and that was why he liked keeping his distance from them. He looked up when he heard a creak on the stairs, seeing Davina coming down them.

"What are you doing out of bed?" He asked sternly.

"Because I don't want to be in bed," Davina answered as she crossed the room sitting in her usual stool at the bar.

"You should be resting," He chastised as turned to stir the pot of soup to keep it from sticking.

"I am not a child," Davina sighed as she leaned on the counter trying to see in to the pot. "Anyway, whatever you are making smells really good and it is making me hungry."

Kol looked up from the pot and his eyes landed on her chest. The shirt she was wearing scooped a little low showing a brief bit of skin and the fabric seemed to have stretched tight showing the shape of her breasts and he could feel his pants tighten a bit as he jerked his eyes away reaching for his glass of bourbon taking a sip to sooth his sudden dry throat. "Chicken noddle soup," He answered as he busied himself to make sure that he didn't get any more "distractions." 'Where did that come from?' He thought to himself as he pulled the pot of tea of the eye of the stove as it had to finish steeping of the heat before it was ready to serve.

"Where did you learn to make that?" She asked sitting back in her.

"Actually it's my mother's recipe," Kol admitted as he reached up into the cabinet for a bowl and ladled up a huge helping of soup placing it in front of her.

"Really?" She asked surprised as he handed her a spoon.

"You sound surprised," He quipped as he worked on finishing the tea by straining the deep purple liquid of the chunky herbs and berry flesh. "Of course it has been tweaked since that time as new things came about such as different seasonings."

"Interesting," She said getting a spoonful soup blowing on it a few times as steam was rising steadily from it before putting into her mouth. "Mmmm. This tastes just like my grandmother's. So good."

"Your grandmother, Mary-Alice, was quite fond of it. I would often make this soup for my witches when we in New Orleans working to create new dark objects. She would ask me to make this soup for her so much that I eventually gave her the recipe," Kol confessed.

"Wait...that's where get got the recipe from?" Davina asked as she thought back. "She said could never remember where she got it from. It is missing just one thing," She said getting out of her chair going to the refrigerator grabbing a bottle of hot sauce.

"You need more?" Kol spattered as she walked back around to her seat where she proceeded pour two splashes of the peppery substance in her soup. "I put like three tablespoons of hot pepper flakes."

"I know," She shrugged as she stirred her bowl taking another bite. "That's better."

"That is why you are sick because you eat so much hot stuff," Kol shook his head. "It is no wonder you are alive without burning a hole in your stomach."

"You and Marcel have no taste," She teased as she took another bite.

"We're dead," He retorted. "What's your excuse?"

"I am New Orleans born and raised, Darling," She tossed back taking another bite of her soup. "I am going to need new clothes if I keep eating your cooking," She shook her head. "I think I gained 10 pound since coming here."

"That because you are eating well balanced meals and not constant take out,' Kol said as he pour the tea into a mug. "Here drink this," He said handing her the cup and she looked at suspiciously

"What is this?" She looked up from the cup as she sniffed it.

"When I was in Uganda, I learned about herbs for medicinal uses so I brewed up this tea that I learned from that times. It has all the good cold fighting properties." He explained. "This right here is good for clearing up colds in a matter of days."

Davina gingerly took a sip of the tea not knowing what to expect. "Not bad," She said. It tasted sweet, spicy, minty and tart all at the same time, but they blended just right. She set the cup down and returned to her soup.

"So you said," Davina started after swallowing a bite of soup. "That you taught my grandmother how to create dark objects. How do you destroy a dark object?"

"Well it depends on the object and how much power the object contains," He said jumped up to sit on the island counter. "I could show you if you'd like. How to take the power from the dark object, but there some where you can only disable the power."

"That would be cool," She nodded as she finished her soup and drank for of her tea. "Can you teach me now?"

"I don't think that is a good idea, Love," He shook his head. "With you being sick and all. It may not work out all the same. You need your full strength."

"Kol, I can handle it," She said firmly. "I wouldn't ask of it if I couldn't beside I am bored. I never did well when I was sick because I can't handle staying in bed all day."

"Alright," He sighed as he hopped off the counter setting down his drink. "I will be right back." He went up stairs to Elijah's room where he remembered seeing some of his dark objects that he had created in the past. He found the third floor board in front of the closet and took it up and bent down and entered the password that Elijah gave him the week before when he was looking for Mary Porter's daylight ring. He pulled the door open and looked through the objects before deciding on the simple Compass of Spells. It was a dark object he created when he needed something to find and detect spells when he was not with a witch and it could also tell him if was there was a spell or a curse. It was a very handy little object until it came up missing all them years ago. He thought this would be a good starting point and closed the safe before placing the board back and hurried back down stairs where Davina was placing her bowl into the dishwasher along with her now empty mug.

"Did you drink that all?" He asked as he watched her close the door.

"I did," She nodded as she walked from the kitchen into the living room. "What is that?" She asked pointing to the object in his hand.

"This little gadget is called the Compass of Spell," He answered as he placed in on the coffee table in front of them. "It's job is to locate spells. You see there were often times when I would be on a journey for a witch and sometimes they could be dangerous, and often I would be without a witch so I needed something that would help me detect spells and curses. This would also tell me if the magic used to cast the spell was dark magic." He explained as she picked it up to examine it.

"That is neat," Davina said opening the compass to the dials constantly spinning. "It is spinning." She said.

"It does that until it locates magic," Kol answered. "It was one of my favorite objects."

"And you are going to let me destroy it?" She asked apprehensively.

"It is an old compass," Kol shrugged as if it meant nothing to him. "I haven't seen it in years until last week when I found it in my brother's safe."

"Won't he notice it missing?"

"Who cares?" Kol dismissed. "Elijah is cross the country with my other siblings and if he ever says anything about it I will tell him that it is with it's rightful owner. So, don't worry your pretty little head over it."

"Stop," She blushed looked away from him at small compliment that he had managed to squeeze in there.

"Stop what?" He asked looking at her confused.

"Calling me pretty," She said not meeting his eyes.

"Why not?" Kol wondered softly tilting his head to the side. "I call it as I see it. Don't tell me that you think you are not?"

"Because I am not," Davina answered looking up and he could see her insecurities floating around in her eyes for the first time since he had met her.

"Are you mad? You are a very pretty girl," Kol told her gently and she rolled her eyes at him.

"I am not beautiful like my grandmother," She sighed closing her arms around her. "She could make a whole street stop and stare."

"Mary Alice was a beautiful woman," Kol agreed "But, not even Mary Alice can hold a candle to you."

"I never could get the attention from the boys," Davina scoffed. "Then again living in a church prison can do that to someone."

"I am sure you have gotten attention from the boys, you just never noticed," Kol told her. "That night in the bar when I first saw you, I was stunned by your beauty."

"Really?" She asked in a small voice.

"Davina Claire, in my opinion, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen," He said nodding pushing her hair away from her face and behind her ear earning him a small smile from her before biting her lip. He once again was filled that annoying urge to kiss her. It was happening more and more around her and each time it was harder for him to turn away from her. Such as now she was standing so close to him her eyes so big and beautiful. Davina Claire deserved someone so much better that could give her things that he never would be able such as children or a wedding in the dress of her dreams not some crack old fool such as himself. He would never be worthy of her not in a million years. But he couldn't deny that he didn't want her no longer. She was everything he has ever wanted, but in his world it was too cruel for it all. Kol also knew that he had fallen for her and deeply so. "Now are you ready to learn?" He asked walking back over the coffee table getting down on to his knees.

Davina sighed pushing her insecurities back to focus on the challenge at hand. She went to the other side of the table sitting down like he was. "Do I need anything such as candles?"

"No," He shook his head turning those brown eyes of his to her. "All you need to is say the incantation for this one. If you need to you can channel off of me. First find your concentration."

Davina nodded taking in a deep breath pushing all the thoughts in her mind out to clear so she could be free minded. "Okay."

"Good, now before you start, I want you to say the practice the chant," Kol instructed. "Dinti tu e sedo per un dayen un trahen ble doce mozore un frantue e sedo per un trahen, un trahen ble do sedo per."

"Dinti tu e sedo per un dayen un trahen ble doce mozore un frantue e sedo per un trahen, un trahen ble do sedo per," Davina repeated carefully her french as fresh and pristine as always. She was still a New Orleans witch after all.

"Good," Kol nodded. "Now try the spell. Remember to keep your mind clear."

"Witch 101 Kol," She teased making him roll his eyes.

"Then show me, Davina Claire," Kol challenged his eyes darkened.

The sound of her name rolling off his tongue send a shiver down her spine spreading goosebumps from her head to her toes. She closed her eyes and began her chant.

"Dinti tu e sedo

per un dayen

un trahen

ble doce

mozore un

frantue

e sedo per

un trahen,

un trahen

ble do

sedo per"

Davina opened her eyes and looked at the Compass of Spells and the needle was still spinning. "It didn't work." She sighed disappointed that her spell didn't work.

"Was your mind clear?" Kol asked.

"It was," She answered nodding.

"Then try again," He encouraged. "Deep breaths."

Davina closed her eyes made her way through the chant making sure her annunciations were clear. Once she said the last word she opened her eyes and looked at the dark object and the needle moving in the same counter clockwise rotation as before. "It still didn't work," She grumbled letting out a breath of frustration. She didn't know what she was doing wrong and she was certain that her mind was clear.

"It could be because you are not feeling well," Kol added. "Are you sure your mind is clear?"

"If my mind gets any clearer, my head will be see through," Davina retorted. She didn't like she was failing with her magic and in front of Kol.

"It is okay," Kol said soothingly. "You will get it. Are you feeling tired?"

"A little," She admitted. "But I have worked with magic while I have been tired in the past."

"Is there anything on your mind?" Kol pressed. "Are you worried about Josh and Marcel?"

"I always worry about them," Davina said gently. "They are my family. Just like you do with yours."

"I don't worry about my family," Kol protested. "They are nothing but liars and backstabbers."

"You do too," Davina defended. "You just don't admit that you do, bur I see it every time one of them call that they are calling with bad news."

"I don't care what happens to my family," Kol snipped a little bit colder than he intended. "Nor do I worry about them and I only worry with what they want to do with me because their track record isn't all that great with me."

"You care about your family Kol," She said again as Kol stood up from his spot in front of the coffee table his eyes dark as he closed himself off from her. "I know that you do and it is okay."

"Don't act like you understand me," He snapped. "You don't know me at all."

Davina got up from her spot as well, the spell long forgotten, as she narrowed her eyes at him. "I do know you. You care a lot more than you let on. You are just afraid that people to see that you do, so you build up walls around yourself to keep people out." She said evenly.

"Well that happens when you are always alone," Kol said bitterly. "When you are place with a family who never wanted you or with siblings who never give a damn about you only when it suits them. You never had to spend a thousand years alone wondering why you were never good enough or why you are always alone."

"But you can fix that if you let people in," Davina argued.

"I have tried letting people in and all they do is chew you up like you are a tough piece of steak and spit you on to the street like you are nothing," Kol tossed. "You don't know what my life has been like so don't even think you know me."

"It is okay to care Kol," Davina said as leaned over to him. "You may not see it but you have people that care about you."

"Like who? Do you see my siblings trampling in and out of this place? No, because they are too busy with their own lives and their damn promise of "Always and Forever." Kol snapped throwing his arms up. "I have tried and tried and tried, but they never want me." Kol said and Davina could see the beginning of tears in his eyes. "I always do what they want or ask of me, but that is the only time they call and it has been like that ever since we were kids. All I am is a waste of space on this earth and a curse according to my own mother. My own brother daggers me when I disagree with him or go against him only to let me out every few centuries and Rebekah and Elijah are always to busy chasing after Nik to even think of me. They don't care about me and they never have. No ever does, so in return I care about nothing." He said icily as he turned around grabbing his jacket heading for the door slamming it behind him.

Davina looked around wondering what had happened and how everything just suddenly seemed to exploded. She felt tears beginning to well up in her eyes, but she blinked them back because she was not the girl who would ever cry over any guy as she made her way up to her bedroom. She sat on her bed as the past few minutes ran through her head. Kol had never spoken to her in such a tone ever not once since she met him and she knew that his family was a touchy subject for him and then to say that no body care about him? What about her? Can he see that she cares or was it all just a game to him? Shaking her head as she started to feel rotten again, Davina got off of her bed and got stuff ready to take a bath and maybe afterwards she could settle down for bed.

Uh oh! What happened here? I guess everything isn't all unicorns and rainbows after all? Wanna know what happens next stay tuned!

Sorry I haven't been spitting chapter out as I like, my household has been hit with a nasty nasty cold.

Love you all!

RJ