Chapter Two

Klaus returned to the Mansion, pleased that he still had Davina on his side, at least to protect his daughter. However, he still needed the Coven's help, not just hers. And to gain their trust, the brighter way to do it was to gain Davina's. Whereof, even if he did not like the relationship the young temperamental witch entertains with his brother, seeing Kol mourned all day wasn't what he preferred either.

So, he climbed the stairs to Kol's room, ready to get him out of the mansion to absorb a bit of light and, for god's sake, go talk to his witch. He didn't want their ridiculous feud to turn the witches against the family. Kol was his key to gain the witches of New Orlean, and thanks to Davina Claire's alliance with the covens of the area, plenty of witches.

"Kol!" No response. He growled. He opened his brother's door to find his little brother, half-naked and covered in blood, searching for another shirt.

"I see you're back on track." Klaus snarked. Kol didn't even bother to look at his brother and kept digging in his dresser. "What do you want Klaus? As odd as it looks, I'm not in the mood for any me what you want."

The blond haired vampire throwed his little brother a clean shirt he found on a chair near him. "I talked to your beloved witch earlier this morning."

While putting his black shirt on, he replies "Yeah? Is she okay?" He sat on his bed, looking worried. "She is, she handled well her alliance with the witches. So young and yet, so powerful. I envy her. An alliance like that is hard to make." Kol, guessing what Klaus was up to, retorted "No, Klaus. I'm not going to talk to her. And i'm surely not bringing her into another of your hassle with whoever it is this time. I'm not telling her that I'm alive!" Klaus grinned. "You don't have to. I already did." Kol's eyes were wide open. The brown haired vampire took his jacket and slammed the door abruptly. He left his room promptly before making his way out of the Abattoir.

Klaus, who was looking at his brother leaving, from the doorframe, shouted from afar "Guess she's angry. She didn't seem to be happy that you hide your return from her!"

Rebekah saw Kol leave quickly and made her way to Klaus. "Bloody hell, what did you do?"

The hybrid replied putting a grin on his face. "See, Sister. I'm gaining allies. And without any blood spreading. Let's hope it works out as I planned it would." His young sister rolled her eyes as she put a hand in her blond hair.

He was running, as fast as he could. Vampire speed was useful in moments like this. He felt like his feet didn't touch the ground. The wind was caressing his cheeks as he put all his effort to attend her. She was mad. He knew that when she'd have learn he came back, she'd be mad at him for not telling her. But he wanted her to learn it another way, when he was ready to come back and was sure he would not hurt her in any way.

Suddenly everything around him was still. A modest mansion was standing before him. Kol was about to enter the mansion, ready to make his best apologize speech ever, even if it was the only one he would consider as sincer. For a brief moment, he saw himself dreaming of a universe where she would have forgetting him and moved on. She would have been happy. She has an entire life to love again. But was it really what he wanted? For her to find love elsewhere than in him? Too many questions and thoughts came as he made his way to the doorframe. As his breathing was getting faster and the thought of seeing her again devastated his mind, he opened the door in front of him.

"Davina?" His steps leads him to a living room, searching for any sound of heartbeat or breathing. Becoming, again, a newbie vampire after a thousand years wasn't really helpful. He had to adapt himself to everything again, and his feeling for the young witch were part of it. What if it's not like before?

Breathing. She was nearby, he knew it. He felt it.

Kol promptly went were the sounds were coming.

"Love?"

"Don't call me that."

There she was. Her hair was tied in a bun, her makeup made her look darker, grown. Her pretty blue eyes felt like they've survived so many horrors. She changed. Even her style was different from the last time she saw her. She wore tight black skinny jeans with a dark grey crop top, a leather perfecto and, at her feet, black combats boots. On the outside she may have changed but she's still the girl he cared about and find astonishingly beautiful and his increased sight does not help him stay focus.

"Davina I'm-"

"Kol. You're back. Klaus was telling the truth then. I'm glad you're okay." She tempted to make her tone as cold as she could but he could feel that her voice was a bit weak.

"Yeah, huh, I'm sorry that I kept that from you." If he could, he would be blushing. His gaze was on her, waiting for her to burst on screaming. He knew what he did was wrong and selfish.

"It's- It's okay." Davina answered. Kol furrowed his brow. Now that was odd.

"No, it's not. I should have told you that. We had something when I was alive. You should be mad at me..."

"No- Kol, stop. I'm not mad at you, ok?"

He was biased. Incomprehension was getting to the not-so-young-newbie-original-vampire's head.

"Why?"

The young witch bite her lower lip, staring at the ground.

"Listen, you don't have to be mad at yourself. I'm not mad at you. I mean, you were dead, again, and you came back to life, again, only to lose your connection with magic, again. You've been through a lot and I understand if you were not ready to return to what it was before. It's okay." She passed the room to put some space between them. She started to feel uneasy and Kol saw that every movement she made were showing she was nervous.

"But I am. Davina, I felt something for you and I still do. For the first time, I cared for someone outside of my crazy family and this girl cared for me either. She stood by me till I died. And the first thing I do when I came back is letting this girl think I'm still dead." He was letting all out. He needed to.

Davina's face was decomposing itself. Her breathing accelerated and her legs fought to not be shaky. She was looking everywhere but not in his eyes. He wasn't sure if it was a good sign but at least she would hear what he had to say.

"I didn't tell you because I wasn't ready, and it's selfish because you were there for me and I was only thinking about myself. Maybe I didn't wanted to face you. I was avoiding what I really feel. Becoming a vampire heightened your senses and your feels. Well, it heightened my love for you! I thought I wanted you to be happy without me but now I'm afraid of how I feel and I'm afraid that you have maybe moved on or that you do not feel the same way... Do you feel the same way?"

The original vampire's brows were furrowed. He tried to meet her eyes, to force her to look at him, to say something. Every seconds felt like hours. Finally, she opened her mouth but no sound came of it.

"Darling, please say something. You know I'm not the kind of man to confess his undying love to some random girl." He added with a tone he tried to make funny and confident even if he sensed that he failed.

"I don't know what to say... I'm tired, I just had an important encounter and a visit of your big brother the same day. It's not the right time to discuss all of...this. I think you need to leave, Kol. Maybe we can discuss it later, ok?" She answered while she made her way to the door. But as she was passing by him, he grabbed softly her wrist. The feel of his hand on her made her shivered. She felt all the emotions she hide for months return all at once.

"Davina, why are you acting like you don't care? You know I can hear your heartbeat, right? And it didn't seems like you don't. I'm sorry, love. I-"

"Stop..." Tears were running through her eyes. "Why are you making this so difficult?" Kol stayed put, shocked. "I'm the one to blame here!", she screamed. "I was selfish!" She removed her wrist from his hand. "So, please Kol, don't..." She made space between them by slightly pushing him away.

"Don't call me love or Darling. Don't touch me, don't tell me you love me like everything was the same as before, because it's not... Because I'm not the same. I'm not the girl you loved, not anymore..."

Kol's eyes turned dark as he inspected her. "What are you saying?"

"You deserve someone better, a girl that will fulfill what you need. A girl better than me. I let you down, Kol. I don't deserve what you feel for me..." She sat down on her couch, wiping the tears on her cheeks. "Davina, I killed thousands of people and you think you're the one who do not deserve a thing? The only girl I want is you, and I don't know how you can doubt that."

"You don't understand, I-"

"Then let me understand! Explain to me what you're talking about..."

" I COULD HAVE RESURRECTED YOU MONTHS SOONER." She was holding his gaze.

"What?" He let his back rest on a table behind him, holding strongly the piece of wood.

"But I didn't…." She tried to retains her tears. "...I didn't want to."

Kol was agape.

"After your death, I tried, again and again to bring you back. I went through magics anyone would say were dangerous and I found myself trapped in darkness and misery. I was alone. Vincent, the real one, not Finn, came to me. He offered me a place at the coven as a leader. I needed something to get out of all of this, to get rid of the pain." She made her way to Kol, taking his hands in hers as she filled the space between them. He looked the ground, unable to do or say anything.

"So, I became leader of the coven and emissary of the nine covens. I had all I needed to do any kind of magic, to help people, to resurrect you. Days after days, I was getting kind of better. I detached myself from any kind of love. I buried my love for you, seeking of becoming something else, someone else. My old life was gone. So, when Vincent showed me how to resurrect you, I didn't do the spell, I let you down. Even if I loved you, I take the decision to be selfish, I let the love of my life down. I let your family carry the burden of your loss for months because of how i felt. I distanced myself from the man who loved me more than anyone ever did. And now, I feel like I just broke his heart when I look into his eyes! Because he- he's in love with the person that I was before. The fact is I'm not her anymore and I wish I could be the person you fell for but I'm not... " her voice cracked.

As she let the last words fall of her mouth, she let go of his hand. "I do not expect you to understand but please stop blaming yourself for what I decided to do." She opened the door abruptly, and said with a tone of finality "You really need to go, now."

Seems like Davina is not ready to let Kol into her life rn and after she told him, idk how he'll react :/

Hi! I'm so sorry that it took so much time to publish it! I had exams and other things kept me really busy. My beta had some things she needed to take care of too so it was a bit hard for the both of us to manage all of this. I hope you will enjoy this chapter. It's a bit longer than the other so tell me if you want chapter of this size or maybe a bit shorter, okay? ;)

I'm a bit confuse on how i will make Kol react to all of this and I want to make a side-storyline with Klaus, Hope and Rebekah and how Kol was really resurrected, idk yet. If you have any suggestions on how you want the story to go, review, send me messages, anything! You can also find me on tumblr as Justkolvinalovers.

Enjoy!