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Hi! Back again with the second chapter! I'm glad you guys are liking my fic!

Davina Claire felt bad that her choice was so easy to make. She loved Josh Rosza, he was like the brother she never had. If she told him the reason why the words were about to come out of her mouth, she was sure he'd understand. Davina had been working towards this ever since Kol died. He'd be happy that she was able to get her love back. She wished she could do the same for him and resurrect Aiden, but that was impossible, resurrecting Kol Mikaelson wasn't an improbable thing.

"Josh, as much as I'd love to go with you, I kind of have plans that I can't break. I made a promise to someone and I can't go back on my word," Davina said into the phone.

Josh sighed on the other line and said, "Alright Davina, well let's do something soon."

"We will, I promise," Davina said as she crossed her legs on the bed in the attic.

"I'm gonna hold you to that," he said. She felt better than he had a smile on his face and it was an obvious thing, even being on the phone with him, he knew that she held up to her promises. Just like she was in a matter of minutes with the one she had made while in the purgatory about getting Kol back.

"I know you will," she said before glancing over at the supplies for the spell again, feeling more and more anxious about doing the spell. "I'm going to let you go now, my promise needs to be fulfilled now. Bye Josh."

"Alright," Josh said with a small chuckle. "Bye Davina."

The vampire and the witch hung up the phone at the same time and Davina uncrossed her legs to walk back over to the table where she had the things prepared to do the spell.

She took Kol's ashes in the urn and said, "You're coming back with no Strix spell, no ash switching and away from the torture the ancestors have been putting you through. It almost doesn't feel real that we might get to have a happily ever after."

She sat the urn on the attic floor and began saying the spell.

There was wind coming from nowhere as she continued to chant the spell. There was candles flickering around the room. She felt so cold as she continued to chant. The spell was taking a lot out of her but it was worth it to see the body forming in front of her eyes. She'd worked for so long for this moment.

"I never doubted you for a second, Davina Claire," Kol said with a grin towards his love.

She got up off of the ground and ran over to him to hug him.

As happy as Kol was to be back to the land of the living, he wasn't having just a hug from Davina whenever he was brought back so he leaned over and kissed her lips hungrily and she responded back with the same fiery hunger.

Kol pulled away from her after a moment to say, "As much as I'd love to kiss you all day, we've got some things to talk about and I should be wearing pants for this."

Her eyes fluttered open slowly as the kissing stopped. "What if I prefer you this way instead of pants?" Davina questioned sexily as she looked up at her boyfriend.

Kol looked the witch almost in disbelief as he let a chuckle escape from his lips. Was this the same girl who didn't even want to hold his hand whenever he was in that gormless twit's body? "You naughty girl," Kol smirked as he spoke, "I guess I can safely assume you like me in my original body better Kaleb's now." Kol had been rather insecure about that. He couldn't imagine how it was for her. She had only seen him in his original body in an old photograph before the purgatory meeting. She had been used to Kaleb's body, a body who was closer to her own age, before then. He was insecure if he was going to be good enough for her. That was an odd feeling for him, worrying so much about what someone else thought of him, but Davina Claire meant the world to him and if she didn't like his original body, that would have been a pretty devastating feeling for him.

Davina blushed whenever he said she was naughty. It had been over a year since Kol had been alive. She had grown up a lot in that year. She had a lot of time to think about things and what she wanted from life. Above everything else, Davina Claire realized how much he meant to her and how much she wanted be with him in every way. "I can't believe you would have had any doubts about it after our last conversation," she said referencing to her proclamation of love whenever he was in the circle thanks to the Hand of Glory. She hadn't even been able to admit that they were dating before his death, she just brushed him off with a 'You wish', so that declaration had been a big thing for her. Davina Claire had never told someone that she loved them because she never had felt the way she did towards Kol Mikaelson before. Sure, she had crushed on Tim and a few other guys but none meant as much to her as Kol did.

"Oh yes, your declaration of love for me. You sure you know what you're getting yourself into with that? No one's ever been able to tame the wily fox before," he said in a joking manner as he saw the clothes she had for him and began to put them on. He knew that he loved her. He knew that it was ironic that he fell for a mortal given how he felt about them and how foolish he'd said his sister Rebekah was for falling for Matt when they were in Mystic Falls, but he loved the little witch. Kol was pretty sure he'd loved her from the moment he saw her outside of the church and watched as she brought some flowers back to life and the smile that she had upon her face after she did that. Something about that made him feel truly alive again. Not the vampire self he was aware he'd been resurrected to, not the witch form that she'd met, but Davina Claire had somehow made him feel as close to the boy he once was a thousand years ago.

"I'm certain I know what I'm getting into with loving you," Davina said in her typical serious tone before walking over to Kol once his clothes were all on.

In the thousand years since Kol Mikaelson had been around the world, no one seemed to hold his attention for very long, he wouldn't allow it. He saw what happened to the people his siblings claimed to love whenever he wasn't daggered and he never wanted to subject someone he might care for to that. He also had so much anger from losing his magic that he didn't think anyone could ever think of him like his little witch seemed to. He relished in being a vampire, it was a way to get out some of the anger. Killing, compelling and doing as he pleased as a vampire without worrying of the consequences of someone getting mad at him. The only real thing he had to worry about was a dagger to the heart and even then, he knew eventually one of his siblings would undagger him. Now that Davina Claire was in his life and heart, things had changed for him.

Kol smiled down at the little witch and said, "I love you too, Davina Claire." He caressed her cheek as he finally said those three words to the woman of his dreams that he was pretty sure didn't exist or if she did, she would never be able to love him because he was a monster. His family name and his own nature of how he handled becoming a vampire made him a legendary monster, but for Davina, he was more than willing to be good for.