Note: Next chapter. Also in Rebakah's POV. Rebekah meets up with Marcel to discuss her favor she has asked of him and her idea to save everyone. Since I ship Haybekah, I still adore the friendship relationship between Rebekah and Marcel. It takes place the following morning after the first chapter.
Hope
Ch.2-Horseshoes and Handgrenades
Hmm, what's taking him so long? He should've been here by now, oh no! Maybe he got caught or worse. I hear a knock on our motel door. I open up the door and smile a sigh of relief.
"Marcel." I say before embracing him in a tight hug.
"Bekah. You gonna...uh...let me in?" He asks me. I let him go.
"Right, come in, come in. Hope is still asleep. Couldn't ask for a better trooper." I chuckle. He walks into the room and smiles in the baby's direction.
"I alway knew you'd make a great mom. Looks like fate is agreeing with you this go 'round." He comments.
"Yeah." I frown. "I just can't wait to get back to my girl and my home. It's funny, at the time, I was grateful for Niklaus granted me my freedom finally, but something always pulls me back in again. This time its little Hope, what about next time? Will I ever truly be free?" I add.
"I don't know, probably not. I don't think any of us will be, a burden of being immortal eh?" He jokes trying to lighten the mood.
"Yep definitely. More like a burden of being an Original, always cleaning up our family's messes…" I agree.
"Or in this case, your friends' mess too." He smirks.
"What can I say? Call it a duty to my fellow vampires, an obligation to our race. Actually, I was really hoping at least one of them would be able to help us become 'invisible' with a spell or something. But, in order to ask her to do that, we have to bring her back from wherever the hell she is right now."
"About that...how exactly does helping them help me and your brothers regain New Orleans from the humans, witches, and werewolves who are hell bound on exterminating us? And where does Davina fall into this? I don't wanna put her in anymore danger." He says.
"I know, that's why bringing Bonnie back so important. Damon is just bonus leverage I can use against Elena and Stefan if I ever need their aid. Think about it Marcel, if you get Bonnie, one of the most powerful witches in the world who has the power of twelve teaming up with our young witch Davina, imagine the possibilities. I have this idea of using my mother's grimoire and Davina's magic to travel back in time and make it so Bonnie and Damon can pass through before its too late." I start to explain.
"Ok, I understand that, but how does that help New Orleans?" He asks.
"Well, if you wouldn't interrupt, I would explain it to you." I scold him.
"Alright, fair enough. My bad, continue please." He concedes.
"Good...now where was I?" I ask myself. "Oh, right I remember." I continue. So, after Bonnie and Damon are rescued, I'll convince her to temporarily team up with Davina to stop the werewolves, other witches, and humans from wreaking havoc and controlling New Orleans. And maybe, once that's over, Hope and I can finally come home to where we belong." I finish.
"Hmm...it's very risky, you know that right?" He warns.
"I know, but what other options do we have?" I sincerely reply.
"True, I'm in. But, why do you need me here? Don't you want me to get Davina to consider this alliance?" He wonders.
"Yes and no. Yes, you do, but I have a quick and simple favor to ask of you first." I answer.
"I'll bite. What favor?" He asks.
"I need you to watch Hope while I'm meeting with Caroline and the rest of them. You are the only other person who I trust to take care of her in my absence, and you're also one of the few people who know she's alive, and I want to keep it that way. I won't be gone long, but I need to make sure she's safe. I mean you saved her once already, will you do it again? Then you can try to get the ball rolling with Davina." I plea with as much honesty as I can muster.
"Of course. Say no more." He smirks before grabbing my hand.
I shiver at the contact. Man, how I wish things would've turned out differently for us. But, both of us knew we were each biding our time. At least Marcel is in my life as best friends, that's more than I could've hoped for given the current situation. Besides, I have Hayley now, and I'm completely smitten with that werewolf woman and I'm completely devoted her and my niece.
I smile in reply before letting go of his hand and standing up. I'm already missing the contact as I approach the door to leave. I pause, turn around and look at Marcel one last time before sprinting away into the woods.
"Be careful." I hear Marcel whisper with my keen hearing.
As I'm heading to the cemetery right outside Mystic Falls, a thought crosses my mind.
There's no greater bond than family, and I'll be damned if I allow it it be torn apart again. It won't happen. I refuse and rebel the very thought of it. After all, I didn't choose this life, it chose me, and I plan on mending the broken fragments of it at whatever the cost. They're all worth it. I'm worth it. And most importantly, Hope is worth it.
P.S- What'd you think? Let me know please! Also, did anyone notice the subtle pun I threw into the conversation? Bonus points to the first one to find it. Haha ;) Next chapter is Rebekah meeting up with what's left of the Mystic Falls gang. It will be a much longer chapter than these previous two ones. Will update ASAP!
