This chapter may also hold some post The Originals 1x12 scenarios because I've just watched it earlier and had to include some details And I'm actually including Hayley, Cami and the baby in this story because I really want to justify how Klaus feels to them in comparision to Caroline. I don't like how Klaus is reacting to Cami on TO tbh. So here's my version, and I had to include her to justify it.

Rebekah

"What the hell are you doing here in New Orleans?" Rebekah asked in surprise. The doppelganger girl is the last person she'd expect to see showing up in the quarters.

Elena smirked in reaction and eyed Rebekah and Marcel. "Poor old little Rebekah, still can't have her own shot in her own happiness without being controlled by her tyrant of a brother, can she?" Rebekah felt mocked when the girl tried to imitate her voice at the phrase 'tyrant of a brother'. Her anger is definitely rising. She had never liked Elena and she certainly isn't impressing with her attitude right now. But she was still confused, why is that doppelganger girl here? And there seems to be something different…

"So this is the doppelganger girl from Mystic Falls? The place Klaus and you were staying before coming back here?" Marcel interrupted Rebekah's thoughts, still eyeing Elena.

"I'd dug your eyeballs out myself if I wasn't going to strike a deal with both of you, so stop with your eyeing. Marcellus." Elena said with a mischievous smile.

Marcel and Rebekah looked at each other in shock. How did she know so much, Elena? Rebekah thought. As she tried to put together her thoughts, she gasped and Marcel noticed a shocked expression came to her face. "Whats going on, Bekah?" Marcel asked warily.

"Oh my god. You're either Elena with the humanity off… wait no. Or…" Rebekah couldn't bring herself to say it but she have to confirm the biggest suspicion in her mind. "Or you're not Elena. You are that bitch Katerina Petrova."

"Bingo." Katherine looked impressed. " I would still call you a stupid little original sister but your reaction to this was fast, I'm reconsidering my opinion of you." She mocked.

Red hot anger flushed through her as Rebekah flashed and held Katherine by her neck against the wall. "Do you know what this place used to be for? A vampire prison. So you better start telling why are you dressing like Elena Gilbert and what motives do you have for being here before I put you in this prison, it's been a while since any vampire was locked down here." She warned Katherine. Since the briefly resurrected Papa Tunde killed and drew all the power of the vampires locked in the Garden last year, Marcel and Klaus hasn't been using it. It was more of a secret hideout for Rebekah and Marcel again nowadays.

"Bekah, what is going on? She's the Katerina Petrova that Klaus hunted down for 500 years? I thought she was supposed to be dead last year." Marcel asked, recalling information he heard about this girl in the past. He was as confused as ever and he didn't like not having the upper hand of the current situation.

Rebekah released her grip on Katherine, with the deadly look on her face that is obviously hinting at Katherine to tell her story.

Katherine coughed and brushed her neck before regaining her confident posture and looked at the 2 vampires in the eye. Marcel, first. "Funny I know more about you in the past 1 year of research than you seemed to ever know about me in my 500 years of existence. Considering you're Klaus' slack, I'm surprised you don't know more. S oyes, I'm the girl Klaus' been hunting down, but I'd prefer if you called me by Katherine Pierce. Katerina is so last year."

"As for why am I not dead…" Katherine flicked her Elena-styled loosely curled hair proudly and smiled her sweetest smile ever, imitating her doppelganger. "I happened to be born in a traveler bloodline, and hence I made myself a passenger in my idiot doppelganger's body. She was wasting it, anyway."

Rebekah was caught off guard. She heard of travelers before, of course. But she hasn't expected Katherine to be part of that bloodline. This was news to her.

"That was quite an introduction. But you haven't explained what are your motives here." Marcel flashed his friendly-yet-threatening smile.

Katherine let off a laugh. "You're one impatient vampire aren't you. But I'll give it to you, I'm not exactly in the mood and time for a catch up chitchat session too. Business time. I happened to overhear you two lovebirds' little conversation earlier, and I have a deal to propose. To get back at Klaus."

Rebekah and Marcel's eyes widened at what Katherine said.

"Do you have any idea what you're blurting out? You've been on the run from my brother for 500 years. Now you're in your doppelganger's body, just because you escaped death, you've picked up enough courage to fight Nik? I'm surprised you're this dumb."

Just as Rebekah finished her words, another familiar figure walked in, carrying, is that a person? Rebekah squinted to get a good look in the dark. She spotted Tyler, Nik's only remaining hybrid. Holy crap, Nik is not going to be happy about this.

"Tyler, man! It's good to see you back. Haven't got enough of your revenge?" Marcel asked, glaring at the hybrid. He remembered him from last year; he was the one who'd let him in all the information about Hayley and Klaus' child. Despite that, Marcel didn't like this guy and what he was up to then, trying to create more hybrids. He eyed the girl that Tyler was carrying, intrigued by the situation.

"Rebekah, Marcel." Tyler acknowledged them, before slowly putting Caroline down.

"Holy crap, is that, Caroline?! So this is what you're up to? Using Caroline as a hostage to Nik? You honestly think that would work?" Rebekah exclaimed at the ridiculous scene before her. Katherine and Tyler working together, and kidnapping Caroline here to threaten Nik, when did Tyler stoop so low?

This is crazy, Rebekah thought to herself.

Klaus

Klaus looked down and pat Clāra's head. She was just crying a while ago, but in her father's hands, she has slowly fallen asleep. Having the baby in his life had been good, in ways. Elijah has been right, this is how having family is like. And this baby reminded him in ways that he'd forgotten about family. He hadn't been ready for the child while the little wolf was giving birth, but over the months, he had warmed up to his child, being able to show a soft side to her. Clāra, he had named her, to be bright and famous. He was so mesmerized by the sight of Clāra sleeping that he hadn't heard her walking in.

"Ready for your memoir today?" Cami spoke as soon as she entered the room. Klaus turned and looked at the human. Over the past year, after the whole witch business, he, Marcel and Cami had reached a common understanding. She still doesn't like him, but she's doing his memoir now because she's interested in the being of Klaus as a psychologist herself.

Klaus isn't complaining. He needed someone to listen to him, the way Elijah and Rebekah can't, and while Cami wasn't his top choice, she intrigued him enough. He rarely dealt so personally to a human. Human were just meals to him, usually. Dealing with Cami so closely, her background, her will to overcome his compulsion, she is one of the few human that managed to intrigue him this much in the years he led as an immortal.

"Yes, of course. I have to treasure the time now that you're willing to do my memoir, since I'm no longer able to compel you anymore, what a shame." Klaus speaks in his usual tone and half smirked. He may have a soft side to his child but doesn't lose his touch with the others.

"Yeah, better grab it while you can." Cami replied, without even bothering a glance at him as she prepared the typewriter.

Of course, her courage to talk back to the most powerful immortal being in the world. Klaus wondered amusedly. This side of Cami had reminded Klaus so closely to that particular girl he loves. Vampire, to be exact. Of course, Cami can't be remotely comparable to the baby vampire that holds his heart. Klaus smiled to himself as she came up on his mind. It has been a year since he saw her. He has resisted urge and hold up his end of the promise well not to go back to Mystic Falls, for her. Klaus knows very well he will never give up on her, but they're immortals. Having survived for a thousand years, he has the patience to wait, for them to meet again, however long it takes. She was still young and has a lot to explore before she can make up her mind about him too. But he was sure she will come to him someday. The best things in life are worth waiting for, ain't the saying?

"Before we begin though," Cami started, snapping Klaus out of his thoughts as he eyed her. "I think you're being a selfish person for not allowing Marcel and Rebekah to be together. Yes I've heard, word travels fast, don't be surprised. Word of advice from a psychologist, don't be such a self-centered person. If anyone deserved to be happy, it's definitely Rebekah and Marcel a lot more than you."

Klaus is glaring at her now. What rights has she got to comment about his sister and Marcel whom he trusted and held so close to him? She will not understand, and he does not expect her to either, the reason behind his actions, and hence she should not have any say on the situation.

"You're writing my memoir, but I insist you stay out of my family matters before I am forced to make my point in a different manner." Klaus threatened.

Before Cami could rebut to his words, Klaus phone rang from his pocket, he stared at the caller and smirked.

"Marcel! So quick in deciding to negotiate with me already? I suggest you save your breath, I am not changing my stand in this matter." Klaus said into the phone.

"Klaus, you may after all stand to reconsider. May I propose a meeting at church?"

He could hear a hint of confidence in Marcel's tone, and Klaus don't like that. He don't know what Marcel is up to, but he certainly intends to find out.