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Chasing An Outcome

Chapter 3: Rift

Vincent immediately ran back towards Marcel's loft as he left his car. Upon arrival he noticed the door had been left wide open, as if someone had left in a rush. There was blood on the floor near a broken table, one of the legs had been broken off and had blood all over it. Marcel must've already activated the serum. One needed to die in order to do so.

This wasn't what he came here for.

Please be here.

He scanned the rooms before landing on Marcel's room. Relief washed over him as he came upon Davina's body. Her neck was still bloodied, signalling Marcel had not wasted anytime in his revenge mission.

Once again he tried his phone only to be met with the voicemail. "Damn it Marcel! Pick up your phone man! It's important! Davina isn't gone yet. Get back to me as soon as you get this."

His attention went back to Davina and he rested his palm on the top of her head. "Don't worry kid, I heard your voice loud and clear. I'm bringing you back."

To hell with the ancestors and their plans! He was not going to shy away from what needed to be done. Not anymore.

Meanwhile Davina and Nathan were preparing for the spell to take place.

"Okay, I've linked us." Nathan said and removed his hand from Davina's forehead. "Now all we need to do is wait for this Vincent guy to pull through. These guys are going to be wishing they never messed with us real soon. We're going to send them all packing!"

"Right, yeah of course."

"Davina, what's wrong?" Nathan asked when he noticed her slight shaking.

She bit her lip. "It's just, what if... what if I can't do it? What if I screw it all up?"

The last time she encountered Lucien she was absolutely no match for him. The way he pranced around her, like he could kill her with just a flick of his wrist, truly frightened her. And he knew it did too. He knew he terrified her. It's why he'd get uncomfortably close to her, invading her personal space. He preyed on the fear he induced.

"You won't screw up."

Davina turned to him, frustration and disbelief written on her face. "How can you say that so damn easily!? You've been trying to stop the ancestors for years and haven't been able to! What makes you think I could possibly figure it out? You don't know Lucien either! He's a whole other kind of monster." She clenched her eyes shut at the thought. "You're putting your expectations way too high. The truth is I'm not that confident! I'm not that brave and neither am I that strong! Above all, I'm not—"

His hand came to rest on her head, ruffling it in the process. "Do you want to know why I'm confident? It's because you're my daughter. And I believe in you. I have undying faith in you. Ever since I first laid eyes on you I knew you'd make me proud."

"Really?" She muttered. "You really believe I can do this?"

Again he ruffled her hair. "Of course. Without a doubt. And you aren't alone. I'll be by your side from start to finish."

"You were consecrated," Davina said as it dawned on her. She turned to look at her father, determination and hope burning within her. "That means I can bring you back! And I will. I promise I will. As soon as I make sure my friends are okay I'll bring you back."

"That'd be nice." He replied truthfully. "Then we can truly be reunited."

"Although," She said, tapping her chin lightly with her finger. "It would be a little weird seeing as how you can pretty much pass off as my older brother. How old are you?"

Nathan rubbed a sheepish hand through his hair. "I'm twenty-six. That was how old I was when I died." He made a show of dramatically crossing his arms and huffed. "But that doesn't mean I'm not liable to ground you young lady."

The two chuckled heartily. It must have been the first time she'd laughed in a long time.

"But I don't have a clue where your body is?" Davina added sadly.

"Nothing a locator spell can't find. As for a belonging of mine, well, right where I died I buried..." He paused and lowered his gaze. "My ring."

Davina could only gasp lowly.

"It was all I had then. I don't even know why I did it. My ties with witches had been cut the instant I left Oklahoma and there was no one in New Orleans who'd bother to help me come back."

"I think it was destiny." Davina replied. "I was meant to meet you. And because you never lost hope I can figure out what the witches did with your body, find it, and bring you back."

"Knowing them they probably buried me somewhere secluded."

"Like the bayou?" Davina inquired suspiciously.

"Definitely ticks all the boxes."

Her body began glowing and she could faintly hear Vincent chanting. It was happening.

Without thinking her hand reached out to him. "Will you be okay? Alone?" There was this unexplainable feeling of dread filling her body.

"Don't worry about me Davina. I'll be fine. I know this place like the back of my hand." He assured her while taking her outstretched hand. "And don't be afraid. You are a lot stronger than you think you are. I'll be supporting you from here in the meanwhile."

"Thank you," She quickly said, feeling her time was short. "For saving me. For believing in me. Thank you. And I will bring you back. Let me return to my body first and then I'll find that ring. Once the ancestors and Lucien are taken care of we will be together again. Then we can do all sorts of boring bonding activities."

Nathan's eyes watered. "You're the best daughter a dad can ask for Davina. Remember, I'm by your side no matter what. We'll be linked."

His smile was the last she caught sight of before the scenery changed right before her eyes. With a sharp gasp she shot forward.

She was back in the world of the living.

"You damn fool!" Klaus shouted as he slammed Elijah against the car. "I specifically told you not to do it!"

"Niklaus please!" Freya cried in desperation. "We didn't have a choice!"

"No choice? There's always a bloody choice Freya!"

Elijah angrily shoved him off. "Says the man who did the unspeakable to save his family from Dahlia's wrath. Do not lecture me on choices brother. We saw an opportunity to save you and we took it just as you did then."

"The difference is that I've changed!" Klaus snapped, Hayley's previous words running through his mind.

"...or maybe you knew that Cami cared about her and would've wanted you to fight for her."

She couldn't have been more right. Camille would have despised him had he sacrificed Davina. The thought of having her hold him in contempt was a pain worse than that of any dagger.

"But you brother, you remain ever the same hypocrite as always! The fact that you not only allowed Freya to do this but even helped her go through with it goes beyond unacceptable! And all for what gain? Hayley and I are alive," Klaus stopped and motioned the back of the car. "Rebekah is safe with us. Now because of your reckless actions we have lost both Kol and Marcel!"

"Do you really believe I wanted to do it? It needed to be done Niklaus. Can you not see we didn't have any time to think of a different course of action?" Elijah said. "I would do anything to save this family."

"And the only thing you've accomplished so far is to ruin it! Would you like your congratulatory pat in the back now dear brother?" Klaus shot back sarcastically.

"That's enough!" Hayley declared as she stepped in between both brothers. "We can't stay in the open like this. We need to get back home where Lucien can't enter. Otherwise we're all sitting ducks here."

Klaus glared furiously at Elijah. "Heed my warning Elijah, should I lose Kol and Marcel because of your choices Lucien will be the least of your worries. This goes for you as well Freya."

"Enough Klaus," Hayley said as she strained to push him to the back of the car. Finally he relented and allowed her to shove him into the back seat.

Hayley had remained silent through the dispute but was in complete agreement with Klaus. How could she live her life knowing Davina was used like a lamb? It was Davina who'd broken her wolf curse thus allowing her to reunite with Hope. It was Davina who'd used a spell to prevent Hope from using her magic, ensuring Dahlia wouldn't be able to track her while on the run. And none other than Kol had given Davina the bracelet that she'd given to Hope. How could they have possibly brushed all that aside?

The ride home was unbearably quiet but thankfully they'd been able to make it to the compound safely. Right as they'd set Rebekah down on the couch Kol had stormed down the stairs.

"You," He growled, his rage aimed towards Elijah. "I entrusted you with the most important person in my life! The only person who's ever loved me! And you sent her into hell!" He sped past the group and angrily shoved him backwards causing him to crack the wall, before grabbing him by the collar and tossing him across the side of the room. "Lying bastard!"

"Kol," Klaus tried as he gripped his shoulder.

But Kol was beyond reasoning. He fired a hard punch onto Klaus' face sending him toppling over a nearby table. "Do not put your filthy hands on me!" When his eyes fell on Freya his anger sky rocketed. His vampire features began surfacing on his face. "And you, you looked me in the eyes and told me that you'd help! You of all people knew how much I loved her! She spent so much time trying to bring me back! And guess what! It was her who brought me back not any of you, my so called family! But none of that mattered to you did it!? Her bringing me back was not a good enough reason for you to find her even a tad worthy was it!?"

"I'm so sorry Kol," She pleaded as he gripped her shoulders with a painful force. "I never wanted it to reach that level. I swear that—"

"Do not feed me your half cocked promises! The way you've torn her out of my life... You are no better than Finn!" He snapped. "And speaking of," His fangs were now dangerously visible. "Say hi to that scum of a brother for me."

Hayley's eyes widened at the implication and instantly attempted prying Kol off of Freya. "Don't Kol! Stop it!"

He shoved her to the side roughly. "Do not involve yourself in this! I swear I'll kill you too!"

Finally Klaus stood on his feet after the surprisingly brutal strength of Kol's punch. Quickly he rushed behind Kol and held his arms back. "Stop this! You aren't thinking brother!"

"Get off me!" He yelled and thrashed furiously, as if his mere touch repulsed him. "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill every last one of you!"

This level of hatred was something he'd never seen Kol show him. Even after he'd daggered him Kol had never showed him this much hate. The pain that revelation sent him was far greater than anything he'd ever been dealt with.

This was crushing him. He laid his head weakly on the back of Kol's neck. "I had nothing to do with this. I know what you're feeling Kol. It hurts doesn't it? I felt that too! I didn't want you to go through the same grief of losing the person you love; the grief that I'm feeling. I know it's wrong for me to say this, but you must believe me. Don't do this. Not when it took so long to have you back. Please, brother..."

Kol rammed his head backwards colliding with his and causing him to release his grip. A deep gash formed on his forehead before it begun to heal. But Klaus knew that no form of vampire healing could heal the void forming in his heart at his younger brother's rejection.

"No! You're a liar same as them! This whole family has been more of a curse than the bloody ancestors! You lot never cared for me!"

"You're wrong!" Klaus retorted, his hand clenching over his heart. Part of him wanted to ensure it didn't pop out. "You matter to me Kol! You are my brother!"

He shook his head, panting as his adrenaline began dying out. "No. You and I are nothing. And without her I may as well be dead. There is nothing left for me."

"Where are you going?" Klaus questioned when Kol began walking away.

"None of your business!" He spat. "And I hope that prophecy swallows all of you wretched dogs right up. As for me I don't want any part in this crap. Good riddance to you."

"Lucien is still out there Kol!" Elijah shouted, making his presence known. "It is too dangerous!"

That sentence seemed to shatter what bit of Kol that was left. "You mean to tell me... that Davina died for nothing!?"

"I didn't complete the spell!" Freya threw in, noticing his angered state was reaching an unstable level. This successfully stopped him in his tracks long enough for her to continue. "At the time I was doing it someone interfered and prevented me from finishing it. I didn't do the spell Kol."

He appeared in her face and yanked her by the arm towards the exit, not caring if he tore it right from its socket. "Then find her and bring her back! And you better pray to whoever cares to listen that the ancestors haven't gotten to her."

Before he could continue they came upon Marcel standing in the entryway.

"Marcel?" Klaus exclaimed in surprise.

Davina was panting hard. "Did- Did it work? Am I back? Is this real?"

Vincent could only chuckle in sheer relief. "It worked. It worked like a beautiful charm. You're back, you're back Davina. Welcome back kid."

"You heard me? You got my message?" She said with teary eyes. This was all so surreal, combined with everything she'd just been through and it made it for one heck of a day.

"You're damn right I did," He answered while placing a reassuring hand on her own. "Remember what I told you once? About stopping the ancestors?"

Davina nodded. "That it's on us."

"You don't have to do it anymore Davina. I don't want to bring that on you anymore. It's time I take responsibility."

"No, no I want to help Vincent!" She replied. "This is also my responsibility. I'm not a little kid anymore and you shouldn't treat me like one either. I need to fix this as well. I owe it to Cami."

"Then we'll do this together. We're going to take back the covens."

"Yes we are," Davina agreed with a nod. "And we will."

"Davina? Can you hear me?"

Davina pulled backwards in surprise. That was clearly not Vincent talking. It sounded... like someone was talking inside her head.

"Whoa, Nathan, is that you?"

"Yeah, hey Davina! Pretty cool huh?"

"What? Who's Nathan?" Vincent asked in concern.

"Oh, um, he's my..." Davina stammered, trying to figure out the best way to explain this.

"Hate to interrupt the reunion but time is of the essence here Davina."

"Right, sorry!"

"What? What are you apologizing for?"

"Long story Vincent. Firstly, where is Marcel? Is he hurt? Has Lucien done anything?"

Vincent averted his gaze. "I've got a bit of a long story too."

"We'll talk while on the move," Davina ordered while swinging the covers off to stand on her feet, which only resulted in her legs giving out.

Vincent caught her before she hit the floor. "Easy there hotshot, you've only just returned! You need to regain your strength first."

"He does have a point. You're on the brink Davina. Don't push yourself too hard."

Davina gritted her teeth as her legs betrayed her by not responding properly. "There's no time!" She said, replying to both Vincent and Nathan. "We need to find Marcel now. We need to stop Lucien and the ancestors before we lose anyone else!"

Vincent decided not to argue, knowing deep down she had a point. Every second counted. "Fine, I'll help you to the car."

"Hang on," Davina said before tossing her bloodied jacket. It felt wrong wearing it. It served as a cruel reminder of what had occurred. Amazing how it had only been a day since all hell broke loose. There was still the puncture on her neck from Kol's bite but she effectively chose not to address it.

"Here," Vincent offered her a napkin and gestured to her neck, where the dried blood was.

She was glad he understood and was thankful he didn't press the delicate subject. "Thanks."

"Come on."

Once they were on the road the talking began.

"You gave Marcel the serum? Why would you do that?"

"It was all I could do," Vincent said in defense. "At the time I really thought Freya had killed you." His grip on the steering wheel tightened. "After what happened to Cami... than seeing you die, I lost it. Now we have to get to Marcel before he does anything crazy. What about you? How did you survive Davina?"

"I had help. Long story short, I had help from a very strong witch. Who turns out is also my father."

"Your what!?"

"I know, I know. It hit me as a shock as well. But if it weren't for him I'd be dead. He's been stuck in the ancestral world ever since the witches here murdered him, nineteen years ago. He's the one who stopped Freya from completing the spell as well as saving me from the ancestors."

"Wait, is he this Nathan guy you mentioned earlier? How are you talking to him? Wait, can he hear us?"

"Yeah, but only I can hear him. He linked his soul with mine so we can stay in touch. I know, he's pretty incredible." She added at his impressed expression.

"Heheh, Davina you flatter me!"

"Once we've gotten a hold of Marcel I'm bringing him back; and we're going to put an end to this Vincent. Turning Marcel into what Lucien became could prove to be our ace. Lucien doesn't know what you've done so we can use this. We have the element of surprise with us."

"I just hope we aren't too late." Vincent muttered as a red light popped up and they stumbled into slight traffic.

"Damn it!" Davina cried in frustration. "We'll never make it in time! I have to reach out to him." Moments after attempting to concentrate she reeled back, her hand gripping the aching pain in her head. "It's no good! I've drained all my energy already!"

"What if you channeled me?" Vincent suggested. "I used up a lot of energy to bring you back, but I don't see these cars moving fast enough and we're running out of time. It's our best bet."

"Okay, let's give it a shot."

Author's Notes

Just wish we'd seen more reactions in The Originals, like from Hayley and Klaus. I feel the last bit of season 3 was a bit too rushed. So this is me filling my own curiosity up. Feed me with reviews now. :)