Kol spent all of four hours with the witch to finally get something out of her. He had been right all along. There was additional magic to the link surrounding him and subsequently Davina. The witch couldn't tell him what kind of magic it was but she said it was incredibly strong, something too strong to exist. The witch in question had to be centuries old.

Mommy dearest was the first to come to his mind. However, he knew that Esther would never allow him to come back as a vampire. She hated what they were to her core.

This was a different witch.

He got the confirmation he needed. He didn't even bother to make the witch break the spell. She would not be strong enough. Instead, he took back his spell and walked away as he promised. He wanted to be back in New Orleans as fast as possible. That bloody link was making him into a weak wuss. He was literally aching to see Davina again.

Welcome to the rest of your life. He thought to himself. The link would now draw them together much more than that original spell put on them ever could. And to top all of this off, he couldn't even trust his own emotions.

That spell needed to go, even if the link was to stay forever. They both deserved to be themselves. And so Kol began to devise a plan on his drive back to Davina.

It looked like they were going to have a lot to talk about.

The second Kol stepped a foot in the church, Davina was up and waiting for him to enter the room. She could sense him as a vampire would, or at least that is what she imagined it like. It might have been the magic acting out, but she swore she could actually hear his footsteps on the wooden floor two levels below.

Kol opened the door and she literally threw herself at him like she'd done before. Kol didn't hesitate this time and he hugged her tightly. She could smell the uniqueness that was him. This close to him she could feel all of his muscles and it made her want to strip him of his shirt and trace every single of those muscles.

She cursed her body for reacting to him as she stepped away knowing fully well that Kol was aware of every reaction.

He smirked at her: "It is good to be missed."

"Where did you go?" She was still disappointed that he had disappeared on her.

"Didn't fancy talking to Marcel when he returned and I did make you a promise."

"Why do you hate Marcel so much?"

"It had always been Nik, Elijah and Rebekah." He said as he walked away to sit on the bed, "For centuries there didn't seem to be a place for anyone else. Then Marcellus came around and all of a sudden, the place was there."

His voice sounded too bitter to his own ears. All he wanted was to be accepted. Even as a human he had felt overlooked. Bekah had been the only girl in the family and even he had kept an eye out for her. Henrik had been the baby of the family and everyone adored him even more than Bekah. Kol had loved being the big brother to those two. Even as a little child he would run around with them and he had always imagined himself getting into fights for them. But by that time Nik had taken that honour, especially when it came to Rebekah. So he had tried to find something else. Something to distinguish himself and when the magic had come, he embraced it. He had been good at it and he had loved it. He had been the only one in the family. And when he came proudly to his mother, she shut him down. She had told him to never mention magic again. She had been so afraid of Mikael finding out that one of his sons had taken up woman's work.

Even after thousand years, his family hardly knew him. His own mother probably couldn't tell when he was the most happy. His family didn't even have it in them to grief him. They had probably grieved Finn, who tried to kill them, more then they had grieved him.

"I am sorry." She said as she sat down next to him and put her hand on his arm, "If it's any consolation, it appears we have more in common than the link. My father left, my mother served me up to be butchered and the man who saved me ended up using me in the end."

Of course, he remembered. Maybe he was always meant to be drawn to her and would find her with or without the magic.

He put his hand over hers on his arm and gently squeezed it. It felt like she knew what to say and how to say it. Magic be damned, he needed this.

"Did you find anything?" she asked after a while.

"There is a spell on both of us. It was there before the link and it's very strong and powerful. Ancient." he said with a sigh as he let go of her hand.

She folded both her hands in her lap: "What kind of spell? Do you know who cast it? How do we reverse it?"

"No idea, darling." He said tiredly. "The witch could just detect it."

"But we need to find out more!"

"That I agree with. However, this must stay between us only. You and I, Davina, we are in this together, the two of us. We have to figure this one on our own. If the witches find out, they would try to abuse you once more to get the originals on a leash and if Nik were to find out, he would consider you his personal witch. I won't have that."

Davina quickly nodded, obviously she didn't fancy any of the ideas either.

"I can teach you all I know, but we need to blend in. I have to come out of the shadows and we cannot be seen too much with each other. It would be too suspicious if we are to be just by ourselves." And here came the part, he knew she would hate, "I will have to go back to my family and you will have to go back to the witches."

"What?!" Davina literally jumped at that, "NO! After what they did to me?! Not to mention that they hate me!"

"I am about as thrilled as you about this, Davina. However, it needs to be done. It's just for a little while and I promise you that I will be close to you." It pained him to see her like that, "But even I only have a vague idea of what the link exactly did and what we share and what we do not. We need to know as fast as possible. The witches have enough grimoires to build a small library. That is a lot of spell and must of those spells are centuries old. Those will have something in them, information about this spell placed on us. Linking spells not that rare. We need to find have an access to those books but they won't let me anywhere near them. I promise once this is all over, I will show you the world and all it has to offer."

He hoped that would soften the blow. And in any case, they could always stop in Mystic Falls on their way around the world.

"You promise?"

"You have my word, darling." He smiled at her and let her rest her head on his shoulder.

Davina still didn't like the idea of going back but Kol seemed to think it was necessary and if it was too bad, she could just walk away.

As she and Kol said their goodbyes, he told her they wouldn't welcome her with open arms but they would accept her back. He had been right. It had been easier than she thought. Genevieve almost looked relieved when Davina walked in and she put her into magic lessons almost instantly.

However, that led to her being stuck in a greenhouse with Abigail and Monique. Her former best friend was more than angry at her and she didn't even bother to hide it.

Genevieve was teaching them how to revive plants using the tins of dried roses all around them. Abigail and Monique had absolutely no problem in flawlessly reviving the roses while Davina couldn't make the spell work at all. It almost felt like all of her magic was gone.

"Come on, Davina. It's simple." Abigail tried to encourage her, however, Monique didn't share the same sentiments.

"You are supposed to be a harvest girl but maybe you don't belong here anymore. Maybe you never did." Monique smirked and put the flower in front of Davina in the mockery of it all and walked away with Genevieve.

Monique was probably right. Davina didn't feel like she belonged here. She felt like the outsider she was. If she could, she wouldn't be here. She would be somewhere else, anywhere else … with Kol.

She looked at the rose in front of her. Why was it so difficult? It shouldn't be. She was able to bind herself and Kol together with the power she possessed. And this rose proved to be a challenge? It was ridiculous, even to her.

Esther on the other hand didn't like this interaction one bit. She needed Davina to trust her. If she was to use her power, she needed her trusting just enough to get close to her. But the girl wouldn't let anyone come near her. In fact, the second Esther tried to approach her, she took a step back.

If she wanted to channel both of the girls she needed to take Davina before she could make a move against Monique. Davina would up her guard if she took Monique first.

Her plans were complicating more and more. And she still hadn't figured out who this mysterious player was, that ruined her plans. Whoever they were, they had to go. Dahlia wouldn't come for her children. The second Niklaus' child was dead and they are all in their new bodies, Dahlia would never have any hold over her family. They would all be free.

But back to this mysterious witch. They would have to have a chat. As soon as she finds her. The cloaking spell surely wouldn't hold forever.

A/N: As always, let me know what you think. :-)