Hey guys. Sorry for taking so long to update. Here's chapter 7 and I hope you enjoy.

Klaus and I walk over to Marcel. He has yet to notice us. He speaks with Cami, trying to make sure Cami and the young teenage witch get away from him before we arrive. "Marcel. Marcel. Marcel," I say with a smirk on my face. "You have really outdone yourself with this one. Hasn't he Klaus?"

"He most definitely has, love," Klaus says. It's hard to read Marcel's face but his straight face turns into a smirk but I believe he's surprised that he's been caught off guard so easily.

"Dana. Klaus," he says acknowledging us. His eyes look over to his little witch. Is he scared we might hurt her? "I didn't expect you to get here so early?"

"You didn't give me a time," I tell him. "So I showed up whenever I wanted."

"And who might this young beauty be," Klaus ask the young witch by Marcel's side..

"I'm-," she gets cut off by Marcel.

"She's of no importance," Marcel tells me as he steps in front on her. I frown.

"Come now Marcel," Klaus says. "Telling a young lady that she's of no importance could ruin her self-esteem." He goes around Marcel to face the young witch. "Now, love. Tell me your name."

"Davina," she tells him with her own little thing of sass. "Not that it's any of your business." I think I'm going to like this girl.

"I'm Dana," I told her as I walk over and hold my hand out. She takes it but then it looks as if she goes into a vision. Damn witch. "Are you okay," I ask.

It takes her a while to get back to the world of the living. "Yeah," she says. Marcel looks at her with concern. "I'm okay," She says while looking at him. "Cami and I are going to walk around. If that's okay with you Marcel."

Marcel nods his head at her and gives her a small smile. "Sure D," he says. "Just stay by Cami's side."

Thinking quickly I step by her side. "I'll come with you guys," I say. Klaus and Marcel raise an eyebrow but Marcel scowls at me. "Klaus and Marcel will probably be talking for a while and they're party poopers. Besides I need some entertainment in my life."

Cami smiles at me while Davina crosses her arms and nods. Damn. It's like having three of Klaus in one setting. "Great then," I say. "Let's go."

I begin walking away with Cami and Davina following me from behind. We head into Rousseau's some of the vampires watching us. "So what's this festival about," I ask Cami as go to the bar they have. I turn to the bartender and compel him before he can ask me any questions. "Two cranberry vodkas and a cranberry juice. All of them in martini glasses."

I sit down, turn around and wait for Cami or Davina to speak. Cami shrugs her shoulders and grabs the drinks for her and Davina. Davina takes it from her and hand but doesn't dare take a drink. I want to roll my eyes. It's not like I would be able to poison her or anything.

"It's the Dauphine Street music festival. Marcel has been hosting it for the past few years and this year he told me he invited an old friend," Davina says staring at the drink. When she looks up she gives me eye contact, staring at me with cold blue eyes. "Am I supposed to assume that old friend is you."

I laugh. Does she think she can intimidate me with that look of hers? She looks even more like child. "No," I say as take my drink from the bar. "Klaus is the old friend. I just met Marcel when arrived in New Orleans." I take swig of my drink. "I would never look at Marcel in a romantic way seeing as I'm with Klaus. Marcel also seems to have eyes for another." I look at Cami who blushes and gulps down her drink and put it back on the bar. I do the same.

We wait for Davina to finish her drink, both me and Cami having our own little bit of small talk. Davina doesn't even pay attention to us. She's looking outside Rousseau's at the stage. A young boy with a violin was playing with a band. Cami seems to notice I was paying attention to the young boy as well. "I think she likes him," I tell Cami, nodding to the boy on the stage outside.

Cami turns and looks as well. She smiles at Davina. "So, what's his name? Hot guy with the fiddle," Cami asks catching Davina's attention.

Davina begins to blush and a smile creeps on her face as she takes a sip of cranberry juice. "Tim," she replies quietly. Cami smiles at her encouraging her to continue. "I knew he would be here," she tells us. "He always performs at these kinda things."

"How long have you two known each other," I ask her. This could be used as leverage on her it seems.

Davina doesn't seem to think she's doing herself any harm by telling me any of this information. "Since we were ten," she says turning back to look at time. "I had to leave school, and I didn't get to say goodbye. So, I was just hoping to talk to him tonight." Outside the band finishes their song, and all the people inside the bar begin to cheer and applaud them. Davina's smile grows wider as she sees Tim continue to play.

"You'll definitely get to talk to him tonight," I tell her. Cami gives me a smile. "I'll make sure of it."

Davina begins to open up to Cami and I. We talk for a half hour and when I look back outside I see the fiddle boy begin to walk off the stage. I get up from my seat and tell them, "Come on." I begin to walk towards the door. "You wanted to see that fiddler, right?" I give Davina a small smile and she returns a bright one. Cami just follows along for the ride. She's probably analyzing everything we're doing.

We walk to the back of the stage and that Tim boy is no where to be found. Davina looks around sadly and tears begin to form in her eyes. "He couldn't have gone far," Cami says trying to console her. "He just got off-stage a minute ago!"

"It doesn't matter," Davina says quietly. "This was a stupid idea anyway."

Cami being the sympathetic person she is says, " No, it wasn't! Davina–."

Davina cuts her off. "Just forget it," she snaps at her and begins to run off.

Sensing him, I turn and see Klaus. "Tell her this is from one of the musicians," he says. He approaches Cami and gives her a note. "She'll want to leave, and you're going to want to help her slip out the back exit so Marcel doesn't see." He looks me in the eyes trying to tell me to trust. "Whatever you do, don't let her out of your sight."

Cami looks distrustfully at him. But she takes the note and runs off after Davina. "Wait, Davina."

"What are you planning Buddy," I ask him. "This isn't what we discussed." I cross my arms and scowl at him.

"Things have change love," he tells me grabbing my hand.

I sigh. "As long as you don't plan on hurting any kids," I tell him giving him a look.

"I would never love."

"You're not hurting her Klaus," I tell him. "Or that boy. She's useful to us and killing him would never put her on our side."

"I give you my word," Klaus tells me as he kisses my hand. "Now run after the girl. As you said, she's useful to us."

I run from Klaus and catch up with Cami and Davina who are now walking. "Man," I say acting as if I'm out of breath. "You guys run really fast." They don't acknowledge me and I from. Davina is looking at her phone intensely waiting for someone to text her back.

When there is a ding Davina looks at it her frown turns into a bright smile. "He said yes!"

So now here we are at St. Ann's Catholic Church. Cami and I sit in the aisle near the door as Davina talks to the boy Tim at the alter. He pulled out his violin and began to play a song for her. She sits there beaming and stares at him with those little lovey dovey eyes of hers.

Cami breaks me out of my thoughts. "I know what you are," she says to me. She doesn't look over at me and continues to look at Davina.

I look at her in confusion. "I don't know what you're talking—."

She cuts me off. "Every time I am in proximity of you or Klaus," she says. "I remember everything he's said to me. I still wonder how this compulsion thing works though." She turns her head and looks at me. "It's crazy to me, but at least it makes sense. But this... massacre... was just a pointless, brutal thing. In your life, have you ever heard of anything like that? A good man, an aspiring priest, just goes on a killing spree out of nowhere."

Klaus comes out of nowhere, like always and sits down next to Cami. "I've seen quite a lot in my time," he says as he sits down. "The world is a rather awful place. Best to meet it on its own terms."

"No," Cami says as she holds back tears. "The world isn't awful. People aren't awful. They want to be good; something makes them bad. Something breaks them down, makes them snap. There are always signs, symptoms, before someone has a psychotic break. The guy who did this had none of them; he didn't drink, he didn't do drugs." She begins to mumble by the end.

I look at her with what could only be close to sad eyes. "You know a lot about the guy," I say quietly. "Did you know him?"

"His name was Sean," Cami tells us as the tears threaten to leave her eyes. "He was my brother. My twin, actually. I can't sleep. I dream about what happened. I hate it, and I hate that I couldn't help him."

I can see that Klaus seems to feel that bad for her. "We all must stand alone against our demons."

"What if someday, his demons become mine too?" Cami looks at Klaus expectantly. Klaus and I look forward and see that Tim has stopped playing his violin and is now talking to Davina.

"I have some business I should attend to," Klaus says. "But before I do—." Klaus places a hand on Cami's shoulder and looks in her eyes and begins to compel her. "You should go enjoy the music. Put this out of your mind." He lets go of her, and she leaves the church to return to the festival.

"What are you about to do Klaus," I ask him as he gets up and looks at Davina and Tim.

Klaus goes over to Tim and Davina. "What a fancy seeing young love," Klaus says. Why? Why does he continue to do such impulsive things? I mean...I'm impulsive. But his impulsivity is on a whole different level. "I'm going to need a word with a young lady. So Tim, why don't you just sit over there and count to one thousand for me," Klaus says compelling the boy. Tim begins to walk to the back of the church and so I walk to the front and stand behind Klaus.

"Well then, let's get right to it, shall we? Your current dilemma strikes me as a case of poor alliances. Surely you prefer just a little bit more freedom. And yet Marcel keeps you prisoner," Klaus says as he steps closer to Davina.

Davina scowls at him. "Marcel doesn't keeps me prisoner," she tells him with confidence. "He keeps me safe. He's my friend."

Klaus smirks. "Tell me sweetheart, if Marcel could give you your freedom, why hasn't he done so already? And it does beg the question: If Marcel can't protect you, then what of those you care about," Klaus says as gestures to Tim who sits in the last pew of the church.

"If anyone tries to hurt anyone I care about, I'll kill them," Davina tells Klaus.

What the hell is he trying to do? Angering her isn't going to get her to help us? "Well then," Klaus says. "Sounds like you don't need Marcel at all. Perhaps you've suspected it all along. Your dear friend Marcel tricks you into doing his bidding, and all the while, you rot in an attic, alone, while young Timothy moves on with his life."

Davina stares intently at Klaus with anger. Her hands begin to move and the magic is freed from her body.

"You feel that," she asks. Klaus begins to groan and hiss as sweat begins to drip on his forehead. "That's your blood starting to boil." Klaus runs in vampire speed over to Tim and puts the boy in a headlock.

"No Klaus," I yell at him running over to him. He pushes me away and yells at Davina.

"Such a shame to lose him, just as you found him again," he says while looking at him. "And I really did admire your skill with that violin."

Davina looks at Klaus with fear in her eyes. "Don't you dare hurt him," she yells.

"Oh, I hope I won't have to, sweetheart. That depends on you," Klaus tells her. I narrow my eyes at him. Idiot. "You should know, I don't do well with demands."

Davina thrusts her open hand out and twists it, using her magic to break the bones in his leg. Unfortunately, it takes only a moment for Klaus to reset his bones and heal/

"Impressive," he says. "But you don't want to fight me, love. Innocent people have a way of ending up dead."

Tim whimpers and whispers a, "Please, let me go."

"Klaus," I say scowling at him.

He ignores me. "Your choice, little witch. Swear allegiance to me alone and the boy lives. Stand against me—." Klaus is cuts himself off when he sees the candles behind Davina flare as Davina gets angrier.

I run over to Davina and grab her hands before she could use her magic against Klaus and hurt both Klaus and Tim or even herself. She doesn't seem to have control of it at all. Nobody has taught her.

"Look at me Davina," I tell her. "Calm down. And take a deep breath." She glares at me and a strong gust of wind blows the pages around the room and all the windows in the church shatter. "Come on Davina. Control it. Breath with me. Klaus isn't going to do anything to Tim. I won't allow it." She begins to breath in and out with me and the gust of wind stops but before it does, Davina telekinetically throws them Tim and Klaus back hitting the walls of the church.

"Look at me," I say. "Klaus and I need you as an ally. And we won't hurt anyone close to you, okay?"

Davina nods at me but when we turn to look at Klaus getting up but Tim is on the ground unconscious. Davina runs over to him with despair. "Tim," she yells as she kneels down beside him. "Oh no, no, please! I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you!"

Tim gasps in pain as Davina lifts his head onto her lap. He looks at her as she runs her fingers through his hair. And I sigh in relief. "One of the tragic consequences of war," Klaus says walking over to them. "Innocent bystanders. What terrible guilt you'll have to live with young Timothy's blood on your hands."

Davina is angry and in tears. "Get away from him," she yells at Klaus as he bends down beside them. Klaus raises his hands defensively.

"Let's not be hasty, sweetheart," he tells her. "After all, I can heal him." Davina looks at him in confusion. Great! A little witch who's been working with a vampire and didn't know that vampire blood heals people. I really want to roll my eyes but I fear they'll be stuck in the back of my head. "All you have to do is ask."

Davina looks down at Tim, and after a moment, nods her head. "Please," she asks desperately.

"For you, Davina? With pleasure," Klaus says as he bites his wrist and feeds his blood to Tim. After a moment, Tim pulls away and sighs in relief. Klaus tilts his head toward him and begins to compel him. "You will forget everything that happened after the concert, including the fact that you saw Davina"

"What? No," Davina yells at him in shock.

"Actually this is a good thing Davina," I say stepping into the conversation. "If the witches learn about him being with you they could use him as leverage in an awful scheme to control you. Again." I end my sentence glaring at Klaus who only smirks back at me.

Klaus begins to compel the boy again after Davina nods at me with tears in her eyes. "Take your violin case with you. You'll remember losing the instrument backstage after the performance. You really should be more careful." Tim picks up his violin case and leaves with it]

"There," Klaus says. "He's all fixed! And now, you owe me a favor."

Davina frowns at him and cries silently as she picks up Tim's smashed violin off the floor. Damnit Klaus. I look over and see Klaus has vanished.

"Give me your phone," I tell Davina.

She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. "Why," she asks pulling her phone out of her pocket and giving it to me.

I take it and put my number in her phone. "My number is now in your phone," I say handing it back to her. "If you need anything you can contact me." She gives me one of those intense stairs. "You don't need Klaus as an enemy Davina. You don't need me as one either. I can help you. Just say the word and I'll—."

I stop speaking when I hear someone enter the church. I run and hide in the shadows.

"Davina," I hear Marcel yell as he runs up to her, looking around in horror and confusion. "What happened? What are you doing here?"

Davina replies to him in anger, "I live here, remember?"

Davina turns away and runs up the stairs. Well there's some valuable information. I run out the church before Marcel could see me. I am gonna kick Klaus' ass as soon as I get home.