I Do Not Own Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies
Luke would admit he was curious if there was a way out of the Merge, he didn't particularly like the idea he'd kill Olivia, she was his best friend!
Liv had known everything about him! He had never had that; she was the only one who knew he was gay; he hadn't even come out to his father about that. She knew everything about him, his hopes, his dreams, his plans for the future that he rarely looked at because of the Merge. He couldn't live with himself if he Merged with Liv because they both knew that he'd win. Dad didn't know, not yet, Luke had made it a point never to bring that fact up.
"Ready to go?" he asked Liv and Jo.
"I'm transferring hospitals, it's not as simple as just being ready," Jo stated as he looked her over.
"But Liv and I are, we could meet you there," he offered.
"And do what in the meantime?" she asked. "Dad isn't going to buy you guys an apartment, or anything, and your money is for college, not hotel rooms."
"Airbnb?" he suggested.
"I'm serious Luke," Jo said.
"I am too, or we could ask Kol if we could stay with his Coven until things are more settled?" he suggested.
"I can't see him going for that," Jo muttered.
Luke didn't say anything to that, because he didn't think Kol would mind so long as Kol was getting information he wanted. Kol had struck Luke as a man on a mission, and that was something that could be exploited, and he wanted to exploit it. Kol would look out for him and Liv if he thought he was going to be gaining information, Kol seemed rather simple that way.
"He's on a mission, Jo, I don't think he'll mind too much if he thinks we're helping him," Luke pointed out.
"If?"
"Obviously," he rolled his eyes. "We're the Gemini Coven, I doubt we'd just hand him the information he wants."
"Luke," she sighed as she stood. "Kol Mikaelson is over a thousand years old, witch or not, don't think you can pull a fast one over on him."
"Come on, Jo, he can't go up against a Coven," Luke snorted. "Witch or Vampire, he's not that powerful."
"Luke, don't think you can pull a fast one over on him," she warned again. "He's known to slaughter Covens, and he'll have more tricks up his sleeve than anyone we'll know. We'll help him with the information he wants, he'll know about how to stop the Travels."
"You don't honestly think he'll help?" Luke asked skeptically.
"Yes, I do," Jo answered. "He cares more about the little witch he's trying to help than he does about pulling a fast one on us."
"You think?"
"I know. Give me a few weeks and we'll be in New Orleans," she promised.
"Kay."
"In the meantime, why don't you and Liv talk to father for that information Kol wants."
Caroline was sitting with Matt at lunch, Elena had been so upset by what Bonnie had said she hadn't been around in the past week.
"What are you thinking Care?" Matt asked.
"I'm thinking LSU might be a better change of scenery than Whitmore," she answered as she stared at the track.
"What?"
"Bon went to Louisiana, Elena isn't talking to me because I agree with Bon and that she's been incredibly selfish, and I just went through a horrid break up and our friends seem to be in that general area."
"Well, that's a lot," he muttered.
"You could come with me?" she offered shyly.
"I… Care, even with Rebekah's help, I won't have the GPA for college," he admitted.
"What?" she stared at him.
"Yeah," he admitted. "And there's the Grill to consider, it's doing well, and I think I could do culinary school," he explained. "But I don't have a lot for university."
"That's nonsense!"
"It's true, Care," he sighed.
"Well, I think it's nonsense, you have a lot to offer."
"It's okay, Care. The Grill is doing well, and business is steady. I can take a few night classes to better manage the business, and culinary school, it'll help me out more in the long run than college."
"I just… you should be happy, pursue your dreams," she sighed as she linked her arm with his and leaned on him.
"I've had enough dream pursuing for a lifetime, and I'm not like you guys. I'm just… me, I'm not a witch, werewolf or vampire, I'm not a hunter either, I'm just a hunter babysitter when Damon and Elena couldn't be near Jer, and it's ok. My best friend turned out to be a dick, and my sister's ex is a pussy," he shrugged.
She giggled a bit at that. "Matt," she started.
"Yeah?"
"Just for the record I think you're the best of us," she smiled. "Other than Stefan but Stefan's annoyingly good at being the good guy."
"He is," Matt chuckled. "Makes you wonder how he got mixed up with the Mikaelsons."
"It does."
"They really aren't that bad," he muttered.
"What?"
"The Mikaelsons," he answered. "I mean, I think cause we were introduced to them when they were fighting and wanted Elena's blood to undo a curse, then there was their mother… I regret what we did to them, killing their brother was probably what had them hating us and wanting to kill us all."
"What?"
"Think about it, they were pretty well settled, leaving us alone, and we killed their brother. And if Elena had taken that deal, then a lot of this wouldn't have happened."
"What deal?"
"Remember when Klaus asked for her blood on monthly blood draws, wouldn't have been a loss. They'd have left us all alone. Instead, we sort of instigated war with them, and we were not aware of what war was and that we could never win against them," he said softly.
"How do you mean?"
"Think about it, they're over a thousand years old, we wanted to go up against them, when tactically they have an advantage, as well as in depth understanding of what the supernatural world is like. Oh sure, they might have disagreements or arguments, but Vicki and I did that too, and at the end of the day, you're family, you'll put aside a lot for family at the end of the day. We sort of expected Elijah and Klaus to be different because no one knew they were family, and even when we did, we thought we could manipulate them against each other or play their game better than they do," he explained.
"That's insightful…" she murmured.
"Only one who can seem to play their game is Davina, but she isn't even the tiniest bit afraid or intimidated by them. I don't think she'll win, but I think she's dangerous enough that she could make their lives difficult if she so desired.
"You really don't think they're the bad guys?" she whispered.
"No," he answered. "I don't think anyone is, I do think we were playing a game we didn't understand."
"I know what you'd be good at," Carline said as she rested her chin on his shoulder.
"What?"
"Being a sheriff, you sound like my mom. You think big, and empathize with others, I think you'd be really good at it," she said.
"You think?"
"I do, if you want, you can come over and talk to her about it, you don't need a degree beyond a GED," she explained. "At least, I don't think you do, you can talk to her about it."
"I… I might," he smiled.
"You're a good friend," she sighed as she rested against his shoulder.
She thought about what Matt had said about the look on everything they had experienced. It really was sort of their fault; she hadn't thought of it that way. Elena being a doppelgänger had been something they hadn't understood, and then with the manipulation of Katherine Peirce, then Elijah's deal, and Klaus', even when the Mikaelsons had reunited and become one, they had not ever been actively against anyone. Their reputations preceded them though, and in the Salvatore mansion they had learned that the Mikaelsons were evil monsters.
History didn't paint the world in their favor, but then again, they were unapologetic about what they were and could and would do. Davina coming around had showed them off as a family more than anything, and a family that had survived a millennium together.
"I guess we did sort of bring them down on our own heads," she chuckled humorlessly. "We should apologize for killing their brother."
"I'm not going near them, unless it's Rebekah, without Davina around! She kept Klaus in check!"
"Funny how she did that," Caroline giggled.
"That silencing spell! I though he was going to kill her!" Matt shuddered as he snickered.
She laughed at the memory of outrage on Klaus' handsome face, it was so purely comical.
The Other Side was as horrid as he remembered it being the first time around, he hated it and he hated having watched his family disintegrated in the last thousand years. Still, he knew that his plans wouldn't happen if he didn't aid his siblings on this side. A thousand years… that was all the time he had had to learn, to figure it out, and it had taken a lot of sacrifice and power to get this far.
He had selected his brother's vixen; Davina Claire.
Kol, like any old fox he was frequently equated with, had been utterly devoted to and enamored with his vixen, and if he moved Davina Claire's mortal soul through time, she would continue that connection with Kol, which would make them a productive alliance.
It had taken fighting peace to come back in time, which had taken channeling a set of Harvest girls. He had known he'd need a connection to Davina, so he had scoured peace to find the girls, Amy, Jessica, Stephanie, and Ana-Marie, they had been swift to come to his aid when he presented them a chance to have a life, a different one.
It had taken Finn's soul to be sacrificed entirely to come back, to send the object to the living plane. He hadn't expected his eldest sibling's aid, but Finn would do anything to redeem their family. It would take a great power to get the object to Davina Claire's side of life, but Finn knew that and was alright with ceasing to be if it meant doing right by their family.
It had taken all of his minimal power to keep Davina Claire from fully dying and putting her where she could do the most good. They hadn't meant the object to land then, but when it had, he had focused hard on catching her soul before she found peace to throw her back to when he wanted her to be, to when she could help his family.
And now that things were finally turning around, and he was seeking his eldest brother's soul he was horrified with what he found.
True, he had known this Finn would not be entirely on his side; bad blood between Finn and Klaus that was mostly Finn's doing, but Klaus didn't help by exasperating the rage and anger. And he knew that he would need Sage to win his big brother over, but he hadn't expected this as he watched his mother, brother, and an unknown figure talk.
The unknown man had curly bronze hair, green eyes, and broad features, but he radiated power that was toxic and twisted.
"We'll use the Harvest to go back. There I can bring you fully back with me," she explained.
"Or I can go," the mystery man said.
"Please, without an anchor there you'll never make it through the veil, I will go and bring you back."
"And when is the Harvest?" Finn asked.
"The moment Davina Claire is dead," his mother answered.
That had him running to find Davina on the Living Side, he would need to find a way to connect with her, or Kol. He needed one of them to be aware of mother's plans and the new mystery threat.
Davina looked over the list of supplies she would need to break the Crescent Moon Pack's curse, and she noticed Hayley yawning for the thousandth time this early afternoon. Hayley had been incredibly hungry and tired in the last week, and Davina could feel the stirrings of life within the older woman. But now it was a bit of concern, Davina didn't know much about pregnancy beyond the first trimester, but she couldn't place her finger on what was different about Hayley this time compared to the first time.
"I think I can break it by June, maybe July," Davina said as they walked.
"June or July? Good," Hayley nodded as she rubbed her brow. Hayley seemed so tired, Davina couldn't even sense Hayley's the excitement about the news.
"Oh, Rousseau's we should stop for a bite?" Davina asked.
"I'm starved," she admitted.
"Are you doing alright?"
"Huh? Why do you ask?" Hayley asked as she walked through the open door with Davina.
"Well, you're being all spacy," she explained.
"I'm just really tired lately, like this last week, can't seem to recover from the road trip," she admitted with a yawn.
"Huh, that's weird."
"I'll be fine," Hayley promised. "I think a good nap and food will help me out. Where's the bathroom?"
"Down the hall to the left," Cami answered as she appeared.
"Thank you!" Hayley said as she darted off. Davina knew she had a little more time until Hayley figured out she was pregnant, when that one happened Davina didn't want to have to explain that.
"Hey Cami!" she smiled shyly at the older woman.
The blonde looked startled to see her and she sort of bounced on the balls of her feet uncertainly. She had always like Cami, Cami who was smart, patient, and plunky. She had been the first person Davina had connected with when she'd been resurrected, because Cami was just poised, compassionate and simply personable about and experience she couldn't possibly comprehend but was willing to listen about despite that. She had always been hurt at how she failed Cami.
"Davina!?" she said uncertainly.
"Yeah," she admitted.
"It's been so long!" Cami chuckled as she came around the bar and hugged her. "How are you?"
"I'm okay," she answered with a smile. "Marcel's my dad now," she informed the older woman.
"Really?"
"Yeah," she nodded.
"Then I guess we'll be seeing more of you, this being his bar and all," she chuckled.
"Maybe," she answered.
"Want to help me get some of these crates moved around and tell me about what you're doing with that brunette?"
"Um… not really, we just came for a bite to eat and continue shopping," she said shyly.
"Well then you came to the right place, Sophie isn't here, but I can make a mean burger," Cami assured her.
"Burger? Where?" Hayley appeared then looking around.
"Hungry, are we?" Cami chuckled.
"Starved," Hayley answered as she came over to Davina. "I'm Hayley," she introduced.
"Camille. How'd you two…?" Cami started.
"Davina's adopted me," Hayley answered, and Davina chuckled as she saw Cami's confusion. "No, really, she's adopted me, and now, she's my annoying little sister."
"I am not annoying!" Davina gaped.
"On principle of being the younger sibling of the two of us, yes, you are," Hayley mused.
"I am not!"
"You are too," Hayley chuckled.
"Well, I'm glad she's got a friend again, I'll get started on those burgers."
"That sounds divine! So…" Hayley drawled out.
"So?"
"Don't play coy with me, Davina Claire, I know which you I'm dealing with, who's she?" Hayley pressed.
"Camille O'Connell," she answered.
"And?"
"And she's a really good friend of ours, and she was in charge of the Human Faction of New Orleans after her uncle was cursed by Agnes," Davina explained.
"Oh," Hayley nodded. "You mean both of us?"
"Yes," Davina answered. "She was a really good friend of yours and mine."
"What happened to her?"
"She was killed, and I couldn't save her… I'm not going to let it happen this time," she said firmly as she looked back to Hayley. "No matter what I'm not letting any of you die this time," Davina declared stubbornly. Hope would not get her mother killed this time if Davina had any say.
"Mmm, well, I'll help," Hayley offered.
"Really?"
"Yeah, we're a pack now, so I'll help you as best as I can with all non-witchy things, that's firmly in Kol's court."
"Thanks! But you should rest and eat," she giggled.
"I don't know why I'm so hungry and tired," she sighed.
"Maybe it's a wolf thing?" Davina offered lamely.
"Dunno, maybe it's a bug," she muttered.
"Maybe," Davina shrugged.
"You'd tell me if it was something else, right?" Hayley asked dryly as she gave Davina a skeptical look.
"Yes, but I don't know what's wrong," she lied smoothly.
"I don't believe that, but I'm too hungry to press the matter for now," Hayley admitted. "How are things on the hubby front?"
"They're fine," she answered. "Kol's excited about magic again, I swear he'll drive us all mad."
"Davina."
"It's fine, I'm fine, Little Me is none the wiser and it's all fine," she sighed. "It's exhausting though cause I think he knows something's up and he's trying to figure it out."
"Ah, so maybe he's not as dense as he lets on."
"If he was then I wouldn't feel like he's keeping me in the dark about something on his mind," she muttered.
"How do you mean?"
"I mean I think he's keeping something from me, and he always looks like he wants to ask something but he won't."
"Think he could've figured it out?"
"I don't think so, I haven't given him any hints beyond what he's asked directly," she answered.
"Like what?"
"He asked if my husband was Tim, or if my husband was a witch before," she explained.
"He might have figured it out and is fishing for confirmation."
"How could he have figured it out though!?" she groaned.
"He's not as stupid as he acts sometimes."
"God if he was… we'd all be doomed," she chuckled.
Hayley snorted at the thought.
"I just think he prioritizes things in his mind for relative importance and shoves his own personal thoughts aside," Hayley rationalized thoughtfully.
"He did do that a lot when we were married and hunting something," she chuckled as she remembered that.
Davina had always noticed that about her husband, but then she had never been second guessing his emotions for her because he loved her. Now though she was trying to figure out where she and Little her stood with Kol, and at times it was maddening.