I Do Not Own Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies

She would like to go on the record with the fact her brother-in-law was the most demented person she knew to date, and that was beating out her husband too. Kol helped her navigate the coffins Klaus had custom made for his siblings. That fact had always creeped her out, enormously, especially when she found out that it was where he had stored Kol's dead body.

"You alright, love?" Kol asked.

"Yeah, sorry, the coffins…" she admitted meekly.

"They're not so bad, love, beats when he stashed us in actual boxes," he chuckled as he walked below the house with ease. Davina wrapped her arms around her and greatly regretted being bare foot down here and in her Eeyore sweats, she was freezing.

Kol pulled open the door and Davina walked in slowly, the minimal light illuminating the area made the man before her look raving mad, even chained to the wall. Shane looked up at her with wide eyes.

"You cannot stop me!" he stated.

"No, we can't," Kol agreed. "And if you can't beat them, join them and thwart them," he stated as he dropped the bag of supplies. Davina quickly got to work setting up the spell, murmuring the spell softly even as she pulled Shane's hair. Kol came beside her as she prepared the runes for the spell. Kol held out his hand after he had set up the supplies to transcribe the map she was looking for in Shane's head.

"What are you doing?" Shane demanded.

Davina never stopped whispering the chant as she reached forward and pressed her thumb upon his inner eye and felt herself slip into his mind with ease. His mind was strong, but she knew what she sought so she went through him until she saw where he was going. Davina felt Kol's stored magic coursing through her and she breathed at how much easier he made it to maneuver through the mind.

She found the map and changed her chant as she released Kol's hand and came up on her knees, so she was eye level with Shane as she whispered her spell. The air and earth moved to her biding as the ink moved over the map, moving to show where Silas' tomb was. Davina watched the images race through his mind as they were sketched down for how to make it to the tomb, she gasped as she arched feeling the touch of ancient magic on the mind here.

She found herself gasping as she was drawn into a damp cave, the soul standing there was ancient and scarred, warped beyond whatever it had been.

"Who are you," the gnarled shadow breathed as glowing red eyes stared back at her soul, and she dropped the connection with Shane as she fell back on her heels.

"Davina!" Kol caught her before she fell on her ass, and she managed to save herself from ruining their map too.

"You saw him!" Shane probed excitedly.

"I did," she panted, as she let go of Kol and pulled herself to be kneeling before Shane. "And you are a fool to think he'd ever help you as you are helping him," she said sadly as she grabbed her map and supplies.

Shane went into a raging fit as he screamed about Silas' return and the return of the dead. Davina's heart broke for the man, to lose everything and be promised it's return, it was hope he probably lived off of. But she knew the truth as she stood to follow Kol out of the chamber.

"Davina," Kol called out softly when she stopped. She bit her lip before handing Kol the map and turning to Shane who was sobbing now. She walked over to him, and crouched again so they were eye level, the man did not look mad anymore, merely broken.

"I know your pain, but if you knew the price of Expression then you would know your wife is gone and your son had moved on," Davina said gently.

"You don't know that!" he screeched.

"I do though," she replied. "I am sorry for your loss, but I will not allow Silas to be free upon this earth," she stated as she turned and left, shutting the door on his screams.

"You know his pain?" Kol asked her as he walked with her through the basement.

"Yes," she murmured as she closed her eyes against the sight of Kol. Oh the things she'd give to have her Kol with her instead of this Kol. "There is little I wouldn't do for my husband. Losing him, permanently, and in a way, I cannot save him, it would destroy me. And having experienced that pain, I would never wish that pain upon another, Kol."

"You can see your husband though, he is not obliterated by Expression or dead, yet," he pointed out.

"I know," she chuckled humorlessly. She could open her eyes right now and her husband would be standing right there, immortal, and perfect. "I know. But I have things that must be done, and I'm on a timetable to get them done."

"Ah the list," he mused.

"The list," she agreed with a nod before opening her eyes to look at this Kol. Her heart still fluttered at the sight of him, and a smile tugged on her lips.

"Now about this timetable," he chuckled.

"Not telling you," she chuckled as they walked out of the basement. "Can I go home now? I would like to get real clothes on."

"That shirt looks marvelous on you, though," he teased.

"I know," she mused. "But I need real clothes and socks."

He laughed as he scooped her up and she gasped as she threw her arms around his neck to keep her balance. This was normal to her, and it felt so familiar and safe.

"You could've mentioned you were freezing, darling." He pointed out as he walked through the house which was now being cleaned.

"It's been a really long day, I hadn't noticed the cold on top of everything else. I really didn't think I'd be abducted only a week after being here," she said as she dropped her head to his shoulder.

"Exciting place," he sighed tiredly as he opened up his car and put her in. Davina waited until they were on the road before she let her head fall back.

"We need to go to his office after I get dressed and before I go to teach Bonnie," she sighed.

"Why?"

"Powerful, magical rock," she answered.

"A rock?"

"In Shane's head it was a tombstone; Silas' tombstone, we need it, I could feel the magic radiating off of it in his mind," she sighed as she rubbed her brow. "I'm thinking that's the witch's artifact that we'll need to channel her."

"A rock," he sighed. "That's new, we'll get it."

"Why didn't you just telepathy him?" she asked. "You know, like what you did when you entered my head."

"I don't like it," he answered. "I don't…compulsion, mind invasion, I don't like it, love, free will and all. I am skilled at it, probably more so than my siblings, but I don't, I don't like removing choices unless there is no other way."

"So, your attempt to compel the vampire to kill the hunter?"

"Self-preservation, love," he answered. "Silas is…"

"Terrifying, the end, gonna kill us all? Yeah, got a check list of reasons he's on my Honey To-Do List and I didn't even know about him the first time," she admitted.

"The first time? Why wouldn't you have known about Silas?"

"I'm pretty sure I was living in a church attic at this point of life last time around," she admitted with a giggle. He gave her the most incredulous look which had her snickering.

"How the bloody hell did we meet if you live in a church attic?" he demanded.

"Very long, extremely complicated story, to which I will not be sharing because even I still have trouble believing it, and I lived it. Though I must say you were a terrible flirt the first time around too," she mused.

"Me? Never," he cheered, and she laughed. "Why'd you decide to help me with Silas if you didn't deal with him last time?"

"You mean aside from the normal impending doom to the living if I don't?" she asked.

"Yes, love, aside from all that, I hardly knew you and you hardly know me, this me?, me," he settled on as he looked over at her.

"I trust you, and I'm helping because I can," she shrugged. "I'm really that simple Kol. I trust you. And I'm doing things this way, this time around, because I can."

He snorted. "You are a confounding one Davina Claire."

"It is just Davina," she pointed out.

"Yes, but Davina Claire just rolls off the tongue," he smiled.

"Mmm, should I just start calling you Kol Mikaelson all the time?"

"I'd really rather you didn't, darling," he chuckled. "It gets all confusing which Mikaelson you're yelling at if you use our surname. At that point we all duck for cover."

"Noted," she cackled as she smiled.

"I am sorry, love," he said softly.

"About?"

"Your husband," he said.

"He's not dead, Kol," she said firmly as she looked over at her husband. "He's just not mine; yet."

"You don't want me to take you off to him before we go on a quest of certain death?"

"Oh no, we are not dying, Kol Mikaelson, I have things to do, I have a list, I have plans, we aren't dying. We'll go kill Silas, come back and continue on our merry way while I clear a path for the future to be better," she stated firmly. "Dying is not an option, for either of us."

"But just in case?" he offered.

"No point, Kol, I don't need to see my idiot husband," she remarked dryly as she eyed Kol.

"Idiot, you'd call the love of your life an idiot!?" he sputtered and then started snickering.

"I married his dumbass, I know how idiotic and stupid he can be at times, I love him anyways, all the time, for God knows what reasons, because I swear him, and his family were put on this planet to drive me insane!" she explained with a smile.

"Really? And who's the man who could claim the heart of Davina Claire?"

"He's an arrogant, cocky, has trouble written over his head in neon red, annoying, lively, fun, thrill seeking man, who's loyal, and kind, and just swept me off for a dance in the middle of the street," she said softly. "He's a hopeless man, and he's infuriating, I love him, very much. But I don't need to see him yet, he's not mine yet."

"Yet?"

"Oh, he'll be mine. He can't resist me," she promised Kol with a seductive murmur. Davina knew Kol's type, she knew he couldn't resist a challenge, and she knew he loved playing with fire; Davina was all of the above. Kol was sunk, hook, line, and sinker, even if he didn't know it just yet.

"No man in his right mind would resist you, gorgeous," he chuckled. She felt her smile broaden as she looked at her husband; he was so screwed when he stopped to figure it out, she'd manage to have him, yet again, as it should be.

"See, he's sunk, I can wait for him to figure it out in the meantime," she waved Kol off and he snorted. "And while he's sorting it out, we have a Honey To-Do List to prevent hell on earth."

"I look forward to meeting the man who can keep up with Davina Claire," Kol chuckled.

"Whoever said he could keep up?" she snorted.

They pulled up to the cabin Marcel had bought and she got out, hurrying over the gravel she skipped up the steps, flicking her fingers as she unlocked the door. Kol appeared behind her, opening the door as he let her in. She saw his eyes scanning over the place as she ran up the stairs to her room. Changing quickly, she jogged down the stairs with her sneakers in her hands as she went for Hayley's room. Hayley had an entire duffle of socks; she said it was a wolf thing, and Davina didn't care, she was stealing heavy wool socks to keep her feet warm.

She came out to the living area to see Kol sitting at the island with her list.

"We're going to talk about this," he warned as he put it back in her jacket pocket.

"I know, but first, rock, then magic, then tomorrow, the Brotherhood of the Five history lesson, then Hunter's curse, then we'll be after Silas, and while we're after Silas and no one else is around, we'll talk about the list," she promised as they both left the cabin. He shoved her list in his pocket as he got the car door for her again.

"How do you keep track of everything?"

"Practice," she answered as they started for the road again. "I'm used to chaos and massive to do lists."

"Your husband?" he asked.

"Actually no, his family," she snickered.

"Bloody hell, why'd you marry this man?" he asked incredulously.

She roared with laughter

Caroline was sitting outside the abandoned house while Bonnie read a grimoire. Elena was working with Damon and Matt with Jeremy, and she refused to have anything to do with Davina.

"Do you think Davina will be alright teaching me today?" Bonnie asked as they both stood up hearing a car approach.

"She seemed fine in the house, after you did… whatever you did."

"I don't know what I did," Bonnie whispered. "And Kol woke her up I think, you know with the vampire telepathy."

"How do you know?"

"Caroline, that was so much power, when I touched her, and those spirits appeared, all of a sudden there was nothing, I could feel nothing from her, not her soul, not her power, not even a life force. She's powerful, but I don't know her limits and if she should even be up. Kol had to wake her up, I don't know what their connection is, but there is one and I wasn't going to make one."

Davina got out of the car wearing a massive man's hoodie as she walked towards them shivering, Davina let out a piercing, deafening sneeze which made Caroline and Kol wince at the pitch.

"You seriously need heavier clothes, darling," Kol mocked.

"Shut up, I'm from the bayou, I don't do cold," she snapped as she hopped up the stairs.

"You're going to be an ice cube, Davina," Kol stated flatly.

"You'll be on fire if you don't stop with the comments about the cold. I'm busy!" she retorted. "Come on, Bonnie."

"Is Kol…?"

"I'm not teaching you, darling," he stated flatly. "I like her, but I tolerate you and I'm not wasting my time with a judgmental, arrogant novice."

"Rude, childish, irritable, go drink a blood bag, I'll be a few hours," Davina snapped.

"Can't leave you, love, promised Marcel."

"What Marcel doesn't know, won't kill him."

"Yes, it will, now hurry up and start the lesson so we can go back home and get started on undoing a Hunter's mark or whatever," Kol waved her off.

Davina waved her fingers and sent Kol flying off the porch. "You deserved that!" she shouted as she walked into the house with Bonnie.

"I'll get you back for that!" he shouted.

"Try it!" Davina taunted as she disappeared into the house. Caroline snickered as Kol pushed himself up and dusted himself off.

"What?" he asked her as he came to lean on the porch post.

"Oh, nothing, I just think you two are sweet," Caroline admitted.

He grimaced at the notion which had her laughing harder. "Why are you here, darling?"

"Well, Bonnie's my best friend," she pointed out. "I don't know, I like Davina, and I'm not involved with training Jeremy not to kill vampires, and I hate sire bonds, I hate that my best friend is turning into a floozy over her sire bond and making stupid decisions. And I get she doesn't want to be a vampire, but I'm not happy with her decisions so I'm hanging out with Matt or Bonnie and avoiding Elena. Oh, and the weird tug of war love-slash-sexual tension between her and the Salvatore brothers."

Kol was looking at her like she had grown a third head which had her smiling.

"That's why I'm here."

"Bloody hell," he muttered. "Davina! Wait for me, love!" he shouted as he walked into the house then.

"Hey Klaus," she smiled as the hybrid appeared, he looked her over warily as he came to lean where Kol had been.

"I do believe that that was a first," he chuckled as he stared at her.

"What?"

"Someone scaring Kol off with simple conversation."

"I knew he wanted to be with Davina rather than out here," Caroline chuckled wisely.

"Why are you here, though, sweetheart?" he asked.

She shrugged as she swung her feet. "I have nowhere else to be," she admitted. "Tyler's running from you," she growled as she pointedly glared at the reason her boyfriend was on the run. "Elena's driving me insane. Jeremy is now intent on killing anything with fangs. Shane was going to obliterate my best friend's soul, and Matt's working at the Grill."

"That is a shame," she drawled out.

She shrugged as she sat there. "I'd rather be here than nowhere, Bonnie needs moral support, and Davina is helping her, I will support them however needed."

"That is very noble of you," he admitted. "My brother's little witch is an interesting one."

"Davina?"

"Yes," he answered slowly.

"She's to the point, direct, up front, and kind," Caroline observed.

"She's up to something."

"Yeah," Caroline agreed. "But I don't think she's going to hurt anyone."

"No," he agreed. "She's got Kol under control, I was concerned his irrational fear of Silas would have him acting impulsively and recklessly."

"Ugh, Silas," she rolled her eyes as she rested her chin on her fist. "I wish Silas was no more, because then Professor Shane wouldn't have come in and dangled that ridiculous notion of a cure in front of Elena and we wouldn't be in this mess with Bonnie's soul possibly being obliterated by her magic."

Klaus snorted. "It would just be something else, love," he pointed out dryly.

"Yeah, but it wouldn't have this false hope attached to it."

"False hope?"

"The cure," she answered.

"You desire to be cured?" he raised a brow in curiosity then.

"No," she admitted. "But if there was no false hope of a cure, then Elena wouldn't be on a warpath to get the cure."

"You don't want the cure?" he muttered.

"No," she admitted. "I like being a vampire!" she smiled as she swung her legs. "I feel… I feel," she said. "Everything is more, as a human it was beautiful but there was all this pressure. To be perfect, to beat Elena, to be the best, to flirt, to be everything everyone thought I should be. But this, being a vampire, it let me see myself for myself, it makes you more you, right?" she asked.

"That it does," he admitted.

"I like this me! And I don't think I would have found it without you or being a vampire, or experiencing this," she gestured to the world around her. "This is beautiful, this is life, even if I'm weirdly dead. Elena refuses to see that. And because of that, we're all hunting this impossible cure which your brother and Davina had stressed is hidden with a very bad immortal. So, we're chasing false hope for Elena. And I really don't like that."

"That is… incredibly insightful," Klaus admitted softly.

"Yeah, I like being this," she smiled. "Surprised me too when I figured that out."