Chapter 19
The early morning mist still covered Chicago as Caroline left her flat to go into another part of town. She sat on the bench in the park, taking a book out and pretended to read while waiting, usually she would not be pretending but today she felt herself distracted.
A man sat on the other end of the bench.
"Report." It was the same command as always.
"Kol Mikaelson married a girl from a gypsy clan."
"Yes. I heard about that yesterday. Scum with more scum."
Caroline tightened her grip on her book.
"Did you truly make a deal with Klaus Mikaelson to put Marcel Gerard behind bars ?"
"Is that what they're saying ? Good, it is good." He said instead of answering.
"So it is not true ?"
"The truth does not matter here, only what people believe. Unfortunately, Klaus Mikaelson, is not foolish enough to deliver an associate of his into my hands. He'd sooner kill them, I imagine. But Marcel Gerard will eventually break and the Mikaelsons will follow."
Caroline stayed silent as she digested that.
"Caroline, the life of an operative is not easy. You already did well, if you wish to retire now, I will grant it and ensure that nobody can find you again."
The images of Bonnie, Matt, Gloria and Klaus passed through her mind.
"No. I can do it, Sir, no need for that." She said, shaking her head, blond curls swaying.
"Then remember your place, and that these people wouldn't hesitate to kill you for a second if they discovered we are working together. Don't let yourself get attached." He gave those last parting words before leaving.
-O-
Davina woke up to the matress jostling as Kol got out of bed. She sleepily turned her head toward him to see his bare back to her.
Noticing she was awake, he turned his head slightly toward her while putting on a shirt.
"Sorry Darling. I'd like to spend the day in bed with you, but duty call." He gave her a grin as his eyes travelled over her sheets covered naked form. "Think of me." He winked at her before leaving.
Davina closed her eyes and fell into slumber once more and didn't wake up until an hour later. To be honest, she hadn't thought she'd get any restful sleep when she came to live in a stranger's house. But as it was this morning as she stretched in bed, she felt sore but well rested.
Getting up, she took care of her morning absolution in the bathroom Freya'd shown her yesterday and dressed before going down to the dining room.
Her new sisters-in-law were already there.
"Good morning Davina. Breakfast ?" Freya motioned to a seat and began to butter a toast for her.
"And here I thought you wouldn't be up until noon after your wedding night. Did Kol do a poor job ?" Said Rebekah in fake concern.
"Rebekah." Freya gave a warning side-glance to the other blond. "Ignore her, she's not a morning person. I thought today we could take care of unpacking your things." She continued to address the young brunette.
"Alright." Davina easily agreed. It wasn't like she had anything else to do.
"Good. Now you're a part of this family, and I will treat you as my sister, however our family sticks together. Do not betray us." Freya looked Davina straight in the eyes.
"I don't plan to." She frankly responded. That was true, even if she wanted to, she didn't exactly have anyone to turn to anyway.
That was the end of the conversation. They spent the morning, sorting through Davina's things and helping her find a place for it in Kol's room. And Davina learned to know her new sisters-in law better. Freya was pretty mothering, good at taking care of other, but a steely woman you did not want to cross. Rebekah, well she was kind of a bitch, and a spoiled brat, but not a bad person. Probably.
"That's it ! As a member of my family now, I won't allow you to go around in those few rags ! We're going shopping !" Rebekah announced after seeing the one and a half suitcases filled of clothes.
Davina knew her clothes were kind of well worn and not at the high of fashion, but it wasn't like she was a destitute either.
"Rebekah." Freya sighed at her sister bluntness.
"Well, it's true. And it's not like we can count on Kol to take care of those things." She shrugged.
"How little faith you have in me little sister."
The three turned to see Kol entering the room.
"Kol, are you already back ?" Freya said in pleasant surprise.
"What kind of husband would I be if I didn't accompany my new wife on the first day of our married life ?" He asked in fake innocence.
Rebekah snorted in obvious sarcasm. He was not fooling anyone there.
"We have pretty much finished here. We'll leave you alone." Freya got up and pulled Rebekah after her.
"Kol you better not ruin my fun and take her shopping before me !"
"Behave." Freya gave a pointed look at Kol in passing.
"So why are you back so soon ?" Davina broke the silence.
"Didn't I just say ?" Kol raised an eyebrow.
"I guess it's hard to believe." She responded skeptically, he didn't strike her as the type to go out of his way for someone he barely knew.
"You like to paint ?" He said looking at the few art supplies in a corner of the room.
"Yes, it's a good way to pass the time." She nodded.
"My brother Klaus is a bit of an artist himself."
"So Freya told me." She replied neutrally. Liking art didn't mean they'd get along from what she saw.
"Maybe you got the wrong husband." Kol casually said and then laughed at the grimace on her face.
"You're right, I'm the most handsome of all of us Mikaelson brothers." He nodded smugly.
Davina rolled her eyes.
"Why did you agree to this marriage ?" She changed the subject, to be honest, she was quite curious about that point.
"I'd imagine the same reason you did Darling." He gave her a pointed look.
"What ? You couldn't escape either ?" She derisively said.
"Well, if I really wanted I could have been out of state and on the run I suppose. But for all that my siblings and I want to strangle each others sometimes, we are family. And believe me Darling, if I'd known I'd get a beautiful girl like you, I'd have gotten on board sooner." He smirked at her.
"Well, even if I'd known how handsome you look I still wouldn't have liked it." She said honestly.
"I knew you found me handsome." Kol smugly said.
"It's not the point." She resisted rolling her eyes again, she felt she would do that a lot in the future.
"On the contrary, you knowing your husband is the handsomest is the most important." He came closer to her and she felt her body react to his proximity, he smiled knowingly.
"No matter how this began, I've decided to make the most of it." He told her in a low voice.
Davina looked him in the eyes searchingly. He seemed genuine, she tilted her head.
"I really want to kiss you right now." He whispered, lips hovering over her own.
"Then why don't you ?"
And so he did.
-O-
"Where's Kol ?" Klaus asked as he, Elijah and Enzo were gathered in the office.
"With Davina I'd imagine."
"We're short-handed as it is, I don't need for him to be distracted right now."
"It is a good thing for him to take an interest in his new bride."
"We'll see how long it takes him to get bored of his new toy. Enzo, you had something important to report." Klaus turned to the other man.
"We might have a problem. One of our men was found not far from the Salvatore territory dead."
"That's not the first time the Italian kill one of our men for being in their part of town." Elijah said.
"That's not the problem, his throat was slit. I asked around, Silas Salvatore is back in town." Enzo explained gravely.
The two Mikaelson brothers tensed.
"He left town two years ago to lay low after he killed that group of cops. Why would he come back now ?"
"War." Klaus said in a low voice.
"This complicates things." Elijah looked at his brother.
"How long until you can get Marcel out ?"
"They couldn't pin much onto him, but they'll try to keep him in as long as possible, but they can't keep him more than a month. I show my presence regularly to make sure of that."
"Enzo, go spread the words to the men to stay away from the Italians for now unless they come unsanctioned in our territory."
Enzo heard the dismissal and didn't stay any longer.
"What is your plan Niklaus ?"
Klaus smiled.