Bonnie stopped mid-way down the staircase when she heard an unfamiliar female voice start cussing out Klaus like there was no tomorrow. She saw that Kol had just walked into the foyer and she pointed to the closed door muffling the voices with a confused yet interested expression.

"Sophie Deveraux," he informed her when she reached the bottom of the stairs, "local French Quarter witch who Nik has temporarily kidnapped."

Bonnie rolled her eyes and headed straight for the door. "And he wonders why people end up trying to kill him."

"My brother the people pleaser," Kol smirked and grabbed the door handle. "After you," he gestured and his hand brushed her lower back when she walked passed him into the room where an angry brunette who looked to be in her mid-twenties was being interrogated by Klaus and Rebekah.

Klaus and Sophie looked up when they noticed Bonnie and Kol's presence, and a wide, up-to-no-good grin appeared on Klaus face which immediately caused Bonnie to shake her head in the hybrid's direction. He had no subtlety. "Bonnie! You're here, wonderful. Sophie Deveraux, meet Bonnie Bennett."

"Hi," Sophie said slowly, eyes narrowed slightly as she seemed to size Bonnie up.

"Hey," Bonnie gave a friendly smile to the other witch before taking a seat on one of the chairs across from the other girl, she was only a tiny bit surprised when Kol perched himself on the arm of her chair instead of finding his own. "So you're the one who made life in Mystic Falls so much more pleasant by luring Klaus here? You're even more self-sacrificing than I am."

Sophie appeared to stifle a chuckle before answering. "That was my sister's doing."

The sister that Marcel had publically executed, Bonnie remembered being told.

"Now that we're all here, let's get to it, shall we? Rebekah and I do believe that there is more you have been neglecting to tell us," Klaus said to Sophie and relaxed back in his chair, fingers entwined under his chin, "in particular, about Davina."

"Yes, she seems to carry an unusual amount of hatred for her own kind," Rebekah took over, her stare hard on the woman across from her. "So just how did the little witch come to be in Marcel's possession?"

Bonnie cringed at her friend's words. "She's not an object, Bekah."

"Fine… How did she come to be under Marcel's care," she reworded with an amused smile. "She seems awfully loyal to him, even helping to assist Marcel in the killing of a fellow witch."

Sophie took a moment to think before she answered the two Originals. "There are a few in our Coven who are…well I guess you could call them extremists. They're an old school faction of witches and Davina definitely has a rocky history with them."

"And that means what, exactly?" Kol asked and stared expectantly at Sophie to elaborate.

"It means they tried to kill her," Bonnie said, reading between the lines of Sophie's words and guessing.

She was proven right when Sophie nodded her head. She heard Rebekah snort back a laugh.

"You witches…I swear, you try to attack and kill each other more often than vampires do!"

"Because it's impossible for any witch to mind their own bloody business," Kol said and Bonnie replied by whacking him in the arm. He looked down at her from his position on the arm of the chair, "you especially!"

"You're a witch?" Sophie asked surprised before Bonnie could respond to Kol's (obviously playful) jibe.

Bonnie nodded. "Well, they don't keep me around because they care about me, as you can clearly tell," she said and gave Kol an icy glare that he managed to melt with a simple smile.

"Oh, don't pout, love."

The brunette's eyes narrowed. "Where did you say you were from?"

"No," Klaus jumped in, "witch bonding time can come after you tell me more about this extremist faction among the witches."

Sophie sighed and reluctantly turned her attention back to Klaus. "Like I said, they're the older witches in the coven and most of them are actually dead now, they were killed by vampires, Marcel's vampires, the night everything went to hell in a handbasket."

"What happened?" Bonnie asked, intrigued.

"It was the night witches and vampires officially declared war on each other and unfortunately, with Davina's powers, they are wining."

"How is Davina so powerful?"

Granted that she herself couldn't be much older than Davina, Bonnie couldn't believe how powerful everyone had been making her out to be. Bonnie had to believe there was something boosting her powers, just like she had with the witch Spirits in the past and, as of late, Expression.

"Good question," Klaus said, "and exactly the one I find myself wondering about often."

"First of all you need to understand that with Ancestral magic, our connection with the Ancestors will fade over time and with that, our magic fades. So every now and then sacrifices need to be made to appease the Ancestors and in this circumstance the Elders of our coven believed that an extreme measure had to be taken to restore our connection," Sophie explained, eyes glancing around the room at each of them. "It was in talks for months and I honestly thought they wouldn't go through with it, it was far too extreme and not to mention crazy but they decided to. They wanted to perform a ritual that is known as The Harvest."

"Never heard of it," Klaus said and then looked to Kol who shook his head, not knowing of it either.

"Rituals like these witches tend to keep quiet. They're not for outsider knowledge. The Elders flipped when I told Father Kieran about it, hoping he could convince them how crazy they were being but he couldn't."

"Father Kieran… Isn't that the Priest at St. Anne's?" Rebekah asked.

"Yeah, and the leader of the Human Faction of New Orleans," she replied. "But he wasn't going to let it go and they knew it so they distracted him the best way they could while they could keep planning for the Harvest… so they put a hex on his nephew a few weeks later the kid massacred the rest of the seminary students and then killed himself."

Bonnie had just happened to have glanced in Klaus' direction when Sophie finished speaking. He looked unnaturally shocked by this particular bit of information and she couldn't understand why. She doubted it was the most gruesome and horrible thing he's heard about.

"Kieran left town for a bit after that, but before he did he went to Marcel in a last attempt to stop the Harvest but by the time they showed up it was already too late, once the ritual starts it must be completed otherwise -"

Before Sophie could go any further, Klaus' ringtone cut through the room.

"It's Marcel," he announced before answering it.

Bonnie glanced to Sophie while Klaus was chatting away to Marcel and couldn't help but notice how uncomfortable the witch appeared. It was easy to tell that none of this was easy for her to talk about. Being with her family in Fair Haven had taught Bonnie a thing or two about covens and it wasn't easy to share secrets and private affairs with outsides, especially vampires.

"There are still werewolves in New Orleans?" Kol asked when Klaus hung up, having been listening in on their conversation.

"They were exiled to the Bayous years ago," Sophie answered with a furrowed brow. She stared at Klaus. "Why is Marcel talking about werewolves?"

Klaus got to his feet. "Apparently some of his vampires were attacked, ripped to shreds in a way only a werewolf can. One survived but has a nasty bite and apparently I am at his beck and call," he began to head to the door but turned back, "Sophie, we will continue this later."

The witch scoffed. "Uh, you can't just kidnap me for information then reschedule," she argued but Klaus was already out the door. "Unbelievable. I'm out of here."

Neither Kol nor Rebekah was particularly fussed whether Sophie stayed or left but Bonnie was far from done talking to the other witch.

"Hey," Bonnie stopped Sophie just before she left the room. "How can I help?"

Sophie looked taken aback. "Excuse me?"

"I want to help with Davina and the vampires," Bonnie elaborated and out of the corner of her eye she could see Kol watching the two of them intently, no doubt hanging onto their every word. "You need magic and I have it. Davina can't sense my magic so Marcel will never know."

"Why exactly do you want to help?"

"Let's just say I have a long history of being used by vampires, and other times I was more than willing to side with them against my own kind," she answered. "And more than once I stood idly by while vampires murdered witches."

The other witch looked over to where Rebekah and Kol were talking quietly.

Bonnie followed Sophie's line of sight and smiled softly. "I know it probably doesn't sound like much when I'm here with the Originals of all people, but I truly want to help you against these vampires," Bonnie paused before clarifying, "and by you, I do mean the saner of your coven but first I need to know about what's happening. It can just be you and me, if that makes it better."

The corner of Sophie's mouth twitched up in quick smile. "I appreciate that. How about later on you meet me at Rousseau's and we'll talk some more?"

"Sounds good," Bonnie grinned.

"Hey!" Sophie called out to the remaining vampires. "Now that your that brother has gone and disappeared one of you needs to give me a lift back to Rousseau's because there is no way in hell I'm walking back."

Bonnie heard Rebekah groan. "Fine," she got up and stomped right passed the two witches and towards the front door, "let's go."

XXX

It was a couple hours later in the day when Bonnie's phone rang. She was relieved to see Lucy's name popping up on the screen. She hadn't heard back from her cousin since she tried to call her the night she decided to stay in New Orleans a bit longer and a few other times since.

"Finally, I've been calling you for two days nearly."

"Listen, I can count the hours of sleep I had on my vacation on one hand, I was catching up," Lucy responded and Bonnie could hear her grin. "So, what did you need to talk about? Please tell me it's regarding plane tickets home."

"Actually, I was thinking about staying a little longer," Bonnie said and braced herself for her cousin's response.

Lucy let out a heavy sigh. "I'm not going to be able to talk you out of this one, am I?"

"Doubtful," Bonnie said with a light smile playing on her lips. "But if you're up for another vacation…"

"Ha! That'd be one hell of a vacation, almost as good as Mystic Falls I'd imagine," her voice soon dropped the playful sarcasm and took on one of more seriousness. "What's going on there?"

"Oh, you know, power struggles between old friends, extreme sibling bickering, exes who can't seem to be in the same room as each other without articles of clothing mysteriously disappearing, vampires ruling over witches …the usual," Bonnie trailed off. "It's a real mess here."

"Yeah sounds like it," Lucy replied flatly. "I think the two exes need to stay away from each other, though. Just sayin'."

"I think you'd have fun here," Bonnie said, ignoring her last comment.

Lucy gave a laugh. "Miami was fun… New Orleans is like a supernatural smack down and I've been to enough of those."

"But Elijah's going to be back soon and I bet he'd love to see you after being all cooped up in a coffin," she grinned mischievously into the phone.

Bonnie still didn't know exactly what happened between her cousin and the Original but she sure as hell loved teasing her about it.

"Y'know what, I think I will come down there, just to smack you upside the head," Lucy replied and Bonnie laughed loudly. "At least I can control myself."

"I wouldn't even give it a week," Bonnie quipped. "Hey, have you ever heard of something called The Harvest?" Bonnie asked her cousin as she took a seat near the window. "It's some kind of ritual to do with Ancestral magic."

"Honestly, I don't know much about Ancestral magic, never had a need to," Lucy answered. "Do I want to know what the Harvest is?"

"I don't know, the explanation was interrupted," Bonnie said, "but that ritual and this witch, Davina, seem to be at the centre of this war right now."

"And who the hell is Davina?"

"A witch that is helping the vampires against the witches and apparently it comes back to this Harvest ritual thing and the witch elders of the New Orleans Coven," she told Lucy. "I'm meeting with one of the witches, her name is Sophie, a bit later and she's going to tell me more."

"Okay well, let me know how that goes," Lucy said and Bonnie could hear clanging in the background. "I'll ask around about the Harvest, I know a few witches who specialise in rituals and ceremonies. I'll see if they know anything and I'll call you back if I get anything."

"And I'll let you know when Elijah's back."

She heard Lucy groan on the other line. "If coming out there will make up shut up about Elijah, I'll be on the next flight. But seriously, I until I get back to you can you at least try to stay out of trouble?"

"I will honestly try but I make no promises."

Lucy sighed. "I figured you'd say that."

XXX

Sophie had gathered Agnes and a handful of the more powerful witches in the cemetery after she left the Mikaelson's.

"What is it, Sophie?" Sabine asked as she arrived, being the last.

"We have a chance to find Davina," Sophie said to them with a smile, the first real and true one she's had since losing her sister. It was full of hope. "One that Marcel won't see coming, or Davina."

Agnes gave Sophie a curious glance. "How? As soon as we use magic she'll know. There is no way around it, we've tried."

Sophie took a moment, knowing she'd have to speak carefully. The coven wasn't fond of outsiders and in their view Bonnie would be on the side of the Originals. "There is a witch in town, a powerful one," she started, "She's offered to help us and I think we should take her up on it. Davina knows when we use magic but she doesn't know when Bonnie uses."

Agnes' eyes narrowed on Sophie, not believing. "And this new and powerful witch just happens to stumble into the Quarter and offer us her help?"

Sophie braced herself for Agnes' outburst. "She's here because she's allied with the Mikaelson's."

She figured allied with sounded better than friends with the oldest vampire family in the world.

"Excuse me?" Agnes looked calm, much calmer than Sophie expected which was so much worse in her opinion.

"She came here to help them find their brother and while she's allied with them, she's not against us. She wants to help and we're running out of time and options."

"What if this is a ploy orchestrated by Marcel, or by Klaus to take control of us from Marcel, to take Davina for himself?" Sabine added, seeming more open to the idea of outside help but not less cautious than their elder.

Sophie shook her head. "It isn't. I believe she's genuine."

"She's with the Mikaelson's, Soph," Sabine reminded her. "We can't trust them or anyone allied with them."

"What other choice do we have?" Sophie shot at them, her frustration rising. "We are running out of time. The Harvest needs to be completed. All she has to do is locate where Marcel is hiding Davina. We need to risk it."

"No," Agnes refused. "I'm not going to allow the Original's the chance to get their hands on Davina."

"Sophie's got a point, Agnes," Sabine said and tried not to roll her eyes at the shocked look from their elder. "We get her to the spell, we find Davina, we complete the Harvest Ritual and take back control of our city…or we wait longer and let this witch do the spell for the Originals and they find Davina before we do." She sent a sly wink to Sophie who smiled thankfully at her friend.

"We have an opportunity here, Agnes," Sophie tried again. "We can't let this one go or we may never get another one."

Agnes said nothing as she gave a hard stare to the two witches.

"Come on, Agnes," Sabine jumped in again. "If we don't complete the Harvest soon we really will be powerless against the vampires. Soph is right, we can't let this slip from our fingers, not when we're so close."

The two of them could see Agnes was struggling to outright refuse because even she could see they were running out of time and options.

"Fine," she gave in, the hard expression never leaving her face. "But if this should backfire on us for whatever reason, the two of you will be the ones to pay for it, remember that." With that, Agnes turned and hurried out of the crypt, the others following close behind.

"Out of curiosity, how strong is this witch?" Sabine asked once the others had left.

"I don't know," Sophie answered. "But I don't think the Originals would keep some novice witch around."

"You know what she's doing with them?"

Sophie shook her head. "I know she's here to find their brother but from the looks of it, she's sticking around for a bit more than that."

"Is that a good or bad thing?"

"She seems close to them…and I think if we can get her on our side, we might be able to get the Originals, too. Well, two of them, at least," she answered, thinking back to her morning with the Mikaelson's and Bonnie interactions with them. She certainly seemed closer to Rebekah and Kol than she did with Klaus.

"I wouldn't trust a Mikaelson as far as I could throw them," Sabine responded with bite.

"Yeah, well, I'd take a Mikaelson on my side over one against me," Sophie replied and said her goodbyes to her friend before heading back to Rousseau's.

XXX

Bonnie and Kol walked into Rousseau's later that afternoon and Bonnie immediately caught sight of Sophie in the kitchen towards the back of the restaurant. "Alright, you wait here," she said to Kol and started to head in Sophie's direction. "I promised her and it'd just be the two of us," she looked back to Kol, "I can't imagine why but you and your family make her uneasy."

Kol sent her a wink. "Fine, I'll just help myself to a drink or ten," he replied and hopped over the bar to get a bottle of something.

"Seriously?" Sophie growled and stood at the entrance of the kitchen with her arms crossed and glaring at the Original.

"Just put in on my tab," Kol said and made himself comfortable on one of the stools with his feet propped up on the bar.

Bonnie shook her head at Kol's behaviour and joined Sophie in the kitchen area, closing the door behind her. "Sorry I brought him but I realised as I was about to leave that I had no idea where this place was." She placed her bag on the table and opened it to pull out a candle. "Where do you keep your salt?"

"What are you doing?" Sophie asked with a raised brow.

"Silencing spell," she said lighting the candle. "I've been told that there are ears everywhere in this city and I figure that this is not a conversation for unwanted ears… That and Kol is a notorious eavesdropper."

Sophie held out a contain full of salt and Bonnie took a small handful before throwing it over the candle's flame, creating a tiny explosion before the flame settled.

"You use traditional magic, then?"

Bonnie nodded. "Traditional and Spirit magic," she said, leaving out her use of Expression. She'd learnt that having Expression magic wasn't something you'd brag about to other witches. Even her own family was weary of her use of it.

"How long have you been practising?"

"Believe it or not, but only for about two and a half years," she answered and noted Sophie's look of surprise. "I had no idea I was a witch until my powers manifested in ways I and my family couldn't ignore… though I honestly thought I was physic."

"No offense, but I would have thought that the Originals would keep a more experienced witch around."

Bonnie arched a brow. "Who says I'm not experienced?"

Sophie returned the look. "With just two years of magic?"

"A lot can happen in two years," Bonnie responded, her tone short and defensive. "You think here is bad then you should come to my hometown sometime. Mystic Falls is a beacon for the supernatural and being the only witch in town surrounded by demanding vampires acting like my magic is their magic I didn't exactly have the chance to learn the way others do. I did spells way above my level or people I loved would die… people I loved did die… and by the way, the do not 'keep me around', Rebekah is my friend, Klaus is a pain in my ass, and Kol's my…was my boyfriend."

Bonnie finally took a breath and realised she had been rambling a bit. "Sorry, I can get a bit defensive about my powers. Just trust that even though I haven't been doing this long, I'm no novice witch because you're right, Klaus wouldn't bother with me if I wasn't powerful and I am."

"Well, like I said I meant no offence," Sophie raised her hands in surrender for a few seconds before dropping them back to her side. "If you don't mind me asking, why didn't your family tell you what you were, did something happen?"

Bonnie leant back and rest against the table. "When I was three magic killed my mother and because of that my dad wanted nothing to do with any of it, not the magic or the family and my Grams reluctantly agreed because it was the only way he'd let her stay in my life. The rest of my mother's family kept away after that. I didn't really meet them until a couple of months ago," Bonnie paused and subconsciously started to twist her ring around her finger. "I love my dad but I can't help but resent him for keeping it from me. More than half the time I've had no idea what I've been doing and over exerting myself with spells far beyond my level and it has majorly sucked."

Sophie nodded her head, getting in some way what Bonnie meant. "I was the opposite," she replied and folded her arms, "I resent my parents for throwing me and my sister straight into magic as soon as we were able. They were strict about it and our practice of it leaving little room for anything else. I was out of there as soon as I turned eighteen. I needed some freedom away from it and even when I got back around a year ago I still wasn't ready to settle back into magic. I wanted nothing to do with it," she continued, her eyes dropping to the floor for a few moments before meeting Bonnie's once again. "It wasn't until Jane-Ann told me that the Elders had decided to go through with the Harvest that I got back into it, I didn't want them to go through with it."

"I heard about what happened to your sister," Bonnie said quietly. "I'm sorry that happened."

Sophie gave her a small smile. "I just don't want to let her death be for nothing."

"Can you tell me more about the Harvest? You said that it was a sacrifice to restore your connection to your ancestors and that Marcel tried to stop it but was too late," Bonnie reminded her.

Sophie pointed to the closed door. "Seeing as he's already here, does he want to hear this so I don't have to get kidnapped again later on to repeat it to his brother?"

Bonnie nodded and picked up the candle and followed Sophie out of the kitchen. The older witch took a seat at one of the tables and Bonnie motioned Kol to follow. She put the candle in the middle so their conversation would continue to be shielded.

"The Harvest is a ritual sacrifice," Sophie started and leant her elbows atop of the table. "It's all about our belief in our magic and our ancestors, and our offering must reflect that our faith in them."

"I take that the offering wasn't some sacred animal or a fruit basket?" Kol guessed.

"The offering was four of the younger witches in our community, one of them being Davina…" Sophie stopped and looked down at the table. "Another was my niece, Monique… The girls are put to sleep and for the duration of the ritual, from the ceremony to the Reaping, they are in some kind of limbo."

"The Reaping?"

"The Reaping comes about a year after the ceremony, it's when the girls are supposedly resurrected and our connection to the ancestors restored."

"So the ceremony Marcel interrupted…"

Sophie nodded. "They lied to the girls," she said. "They said it was a simple cut on the palm and they'd fall into a sleep like state but it wasn't like that. Those girls were slaughtered. Marcel turned up after the second girl was killed and among the chaos Monique had been sacrificed, too.

"And as to your earlier question of how Davina got so powerful, after each girl was sacrificed her power was transferred to the next and then it was to be passed on into the earth to our ancestors but because the ritual was stopped before all the girls were sacrificed Davina absorbed all that magic. I saw the power transfer from my niece to Davina before Marcel disappeared with her."

"So what happens now?" Bonnie wondered. "The ritual was interrupted and Davina absorbed the power."

"The ritual is not complete until the Reaping, where the girls are resurrected and our power restored but if the ceremony isn't completed by the Reaping, the girls won't be resurrected and our magic will disappear and we will be powerless against the vampires."

"You actually want to complete this ritual, kill Davina?"

Sophie had a look of determination on her face but there was also regret masked underneath it. "There isn't much of a choice. If we don't complete it then we lose our magic for good and Monique and those other two girls are dead for real with no chance of bringing them back."

"How can you be sure that the girls will be resurrected once the ritual is completed?"

Sophie's eyes meet Bonnie's. "Because I have to believe that it will, for Monique's sake and for my sister. My sister died for this…I can't let that be for nothing."

Kol's phone buzzed on the table at that moment. He picked it up and turned the screen for Bonnie to see. It was a message from Rebekah telling Kol that Elijah had returned and with new information.

"Well, I think we're done here," Kol said and pushed back his chair, eager to get back and see his brother.

"Do you mind if I come by again tomorrow?" Bonnie asked and leant over to pick her bag up off the floor. "I still have more questions."

Sophie nodded and stood up the same time as Bonnie. "Sure, come by any time after noon."

XXX

"You're not still going to help them, are you?" Kol asked as soon as the two of them got in the privacy of the car.

Bonnie shrugged her shoulders and pulled the seat belt around her. "I just want to know more," she said, still believing there was more not being said about this whole thing. "But I don't know, obviously I don't want them to lose their magic and be killed by the vampires."

One thing Bonnie did know, was that there was no way in Hell she was going to let Klaus get his hands on Davina.

"They want to sacrifice a young girl, Bonnie," he reminded her. "While it's not the most horrifying thing I've heard of I find it hard to believe you're okay with that," he said. "You might help them against Marcel but you're not going to help them find Davina, I know you."

"Maybe there could be another way without having to kill Davina," Bonnie wondered. "Elijah's been talking with Davina, hasn't he?" Kol nodded his head and took a turn. "With any luck he's got some good news."

"And if he doesn't?"

Bonnie sucked in her bottom lip before she answered. "Then I leave it be and stay out of it."

"You'd be okay with that?"

"Of course not," she said, "I'm not going to be okay with knowing a girl is going to be sacrificed but this Coven's business isn't mine."

Bonnie thought back to things Joanna had said to her about Covens, how preserving their magic came above everything and they will do whatever it takes. She couldn't involve herself too much in their affairs; Jo had warned her that it wouldn't end well for her if she did.

Kol turned his attention to Bonnie when he parked the car out the front of the mansion. His hand covered hers that were resting on her lap. "You know you don't need to do anything, you don't owe them anything. You don't even know them and believe me they wouldn't go out of their way to help you."

"I know," Bonnie said and let her other hand rest atop of Kol's. "It's more for me," she lifted her eyes to stare at him, "After what I've done to other witches, I feel like I owe it."

Kol sighed and squeezed her hand. "What happened to those twelve witches wasn't you're fault," he told her. "Silas was manipulating you."

"But still," she frowned and looked at their joined hands, "their death was because of Expression and if I can at least use that magic to help other witches then maybe I can convince myself."

He lifted her hands to his lips and pressed a kiss to her knuckles. "If that's what's going to make you feel better then I'll help any way I can."

"Thank you," she said gently and held onto his hands for a little longer. "We should get inside, Elijah's probably waiting."

Bonnie couldn't help but smile at the spark of excitement that flashed in Kol's eye at the mention of his brother.

The Original got out of the car and sped around to the passenger side to open the door for Bonnie. They got inside the house and Kol stood, listening to where his siblings currently were.

"They are in Elijah's study," Kol said and lead Bonnie in that direction.

"About time you two got back," Rebekah was the first to speak as the two walked into the room, she and Klaus were sitting in chairs in front of the desk and Bonnie immediately saw Elijah standing by the window.

There was a smile playing on the older Mikaelson's face when he looked over at Kol and Bonnie.

"Welcome back, brother," Kol grinned and Elijah came over to them and embraced his younger brother as Bonnie watched on with a smile. She was happy she was able to help reunite Kol with his brother.

"Bonnie," Elijah acknowledged her over Kol's shoulder with kind eyes when he pulled back.

"It's good to see you, Elijah," she said and accepted his warm embrace. "Lucy says 'hey'," she whispered with cheek just as he released her.

He responded with a playful scowl and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"How did the meeting with Sophie go?" Rebekah asked as Bonnie and Kol settled into the room, Kol leaning against the wall and Bonnie accepting Rebekah's gesture to perch herself on the arm of the chair. "Elijah's learnt from Davina that Sophie's niece was sacrificed in the Harvest."

"Yeah, she told us that," Bonnie said, "she also told us that Davina needs to be sacrificed as well in order for the Harvest to be completed and to ensure that they don't lose their magic for good."

Elijah nodded. "Yes, Marcel intends to keep Davina hidden until the Harvest has passed and the witches lose their magic and they are no longer a threat to her."

"But Davina is going to be resurrected," Kol spoke up.

"Sophie said the girls had been prepared for months, they knew they would be dying and later be reborn or whatever," Bonnie added.

"According to Davina," Elijah started," the girls had been lied to. While they knew they would ultimately be put to sleep, they were led to believe it would be by a simple cut on the palm, not their throats being slit. Davina worries that if the witches lie about that, then perhaps they could be lying about them being resurrected. She is not willing to risk her life on a witch's fable or for the people who intended to slaughter her."

"So what happens when the Harvest passes and the witches lose their magic?" Bonnie asked, glancing at each Original, "will they be left alone or will Marcel have them killed?"

None seemed to have an answer to that until Elijah spoke. "As long as they no longer remain a threat, I don't see why Marcel would kill them."

"Doesn't really seem fair, though," Bonnie mumbled. "They lose their magic and the vampires run rampant."

"You seem to forget that you are in a room full of vampires, Bonnie," Klaus spoke for the first time since Bonnie and Kol arrived.

"And you seemed to have forgotten that I'm not here to help vampires control witches," Bonnie shot back at the hybrid, "I came here to help you find Elijah and I've done that and now I want to help the witches."

"Well, go one then. Go tell the witches were Davina is… maybe they'll even let you slit her throat yourself, you can become an honorary member of the New Orleans Coven."

Bonnie gave a sour laugh. "Oh please, don't act like you give a damn about her," she glared at him, "you just want her power all for yourself."

Klaus smirked and leant back in his chair, not denying Bonnie's accusation.

Elijah stared at Bonnie with a curious gaze. "You believe that the Harvest ritual is real?"

"I believe that Sophie does," Bonnie answered and met Elijah's eyes, "and she doesn't strike me as someone who believes just out of faith. She said she saw the magic leaving her niece and go into Davina. Something about it is real."

"Sophie's judgement in this matter is clouded," Kol said and crossed his arms over his chest, "she lost her niece in this ritual and if this is her only chance to see her again then she's going to do it no matter what, whether she truly believes in it or not."

Elijah nodded his agreement with his brother. "Which is why I believe we need to tread carefully with Sophie Deveraux," he said and placed his hand on the back of the chair in front of him, "There is absolutely nothing left for her to lose and because of that, she is far more dangerous than any of us can anticipate."

Bonnie still had all intentions of meeting with Sophie the next day.

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"Hey, Marcel," Diego called out to his leader and friend when he found him at the bar, "you asked me to keep an eye on Klaus's witch and I got her going into the Rousseau's with Klaus' brother earlier this afternoon."

"So?" Marcel questioned, not really concerned where the witch and Kol decide to eat and drink.

"They were in there a long time when the place was supposed to be closed and I do know that Sophie was there when they went in."

Marcel sat up straighter, his attention officially sparked. He had his suspicions that Sophie Deveraux was somehow involved in Original drama since it was supposedly Jane-Anne that brought Klaus to town.

"What did you hear?" Marcel asked and Diego shook his head.

"Nothing, man, not a damn thing," he answered. "I was standing right outside the back door and couldn't hear a thing."

"She must have done some kind of spell," Marcel theorised and clenched his fist on the bar top. "If it were Sophie then Davina would have sensed it and told me right away. It must have been Klaus' witch."

"Having a witch in town you have no control over isn't a good thing, Marcel, especially one that has sided with the Originals," Diego said, his voice low. "You said to Klaus so long as she kept out of your business you'd leave her be. Well, now she's in your business."

Marcel rolled his tongue over his teeth and nodded. "Take a couple of guys and track down Agnes. I think she and I need to have a bit of a chat about this new arrival, maybe the two of us can come to some sort of agreement."

Diego scoffed and leant against the bar. "You think that crazy bitch will help?"

Marcel's lips curved up in a smirk. "She will when I offer to be a bit more lenient with her witches in exchange for an outsider. Agnes will hand her over on a silver platter."

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Please note that storylines won't be 100% like they were on the show, that being because I don't want this to be a re-tell of The Originals plus Bonnie minus baby and also because I don't remember everything that's happened and I'm too lazy to rewatch.

But Yay Elijah's back! I just love Elijah (he's a total Kennett stan!) and I love writing Kol and Elijah scenes so expect many more!

Thanks for reading this chapter, bless you for getting through it and please leave a review!

I'd be interested in your opinions here, what do guys think Bonnie's view on the Harvest would be? I'm a bit on the fence… In one instance I think she'd be utterly against it because of the whole throat slitting thing but in another instance (and given some of the things she's taken part in/looked the other way from in the show) I don't think she'd be completely horrified and against it as I originally wrote her to be. I feel like she'd see it more like Sophie's way (post-Monique being sacrificed), something that's not right but needs to be done.

I also received a review with concerns about a weak Bonnie in compared to Klaus and in a powered down position in compared to the Originals… I just would like to say, don't worry! BonBon's still got Expression along with her usual magic so she's a force to be wreckin' with and she's certainly not going to cower down around Klaus or any of the Mikaelson's which is going to make for some tense encounters.

Next chapter, Bonnie/Sophie bonding, Kol loses his shit (like loses his shit), and a rather sweet Bonnie/Klaus moment plus sooooooooo much more! It's gonna be a big one!

(I'm aiming to update in another 2 weeks but if I don't I'm so sorry, I'm starting uni tomorrow and I'm so nervous and I'll have a bit going on but I will try, I'll promise. It helps that next chapter is a fun one and this Kolvina in the Originals is making me determined to keep Kennett alive)

I really need to stop with the long ANs…I just have a lot to say I'm sorry I'll shut up now.

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