I Do Not Own Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies

Hayley was reluctant to go into the city to find a convenience store for the pregnancy tests. It was impossible!

Klaus was a vampire and that was a night of too much liquor, it wasn't like he could, but then again, he was the only guy in her exceptionally long dry spell.

Unlike a lot of the other wolves she knew, Hayley didn't see the appeal of just giving into her urges whenever it suited her, she didn't like alphas or men attempting to dominate her, and she hated that they expected her to be submissive. She wasn't the submissive sort, nor was she the happy to roll over and spread her legs sort because they were strong alphas. Klaus had been a mistake involving too much liquor and adrenaline because of Davina's kidnapping, and a need for an outlet for her residual fears and frustrations regarding her younger sister's kidnapping. Klaus had been with her for every step of that rescue, he had kept pace with her, and kept with her; Kol had guided them, but Klaus was there.

Klaus had been there, he had kept her calm and focus, he had been there. And it was because he had been there, when she had needed that outlet, and he was just as receptive as she, then she had accepted his advances. It wasn't because of emotions for him, but rather what he had done for the one person she wholeheartedly accepted as family, she accepted Marcel and Kol too, but they weren't Davina. Davina was the little sister she had never known she wanted or needed or desired. Klaus had been there when she needed the outlet, he'd been there to help her save her family, and that with the combination of alcohol had lead to her being receptive to his advances.

Hayley knew that! She knew it in her bones.

And because he was 'dead' technically, she hadn't thought about birth control or condoms! She had thought about how good it'd feel to have a real man in her, she had thought about all the things that beautiful mouth could do, and how that body was sculpted. She had thought about him as a one night stand, and it'd been a hell of a night. However, as he was the first and only guy in her dry spell, and he was a vampire which meant he was technically sterile, which had her really hoping she was wrong about this feeling.

She did not think it was possible she was pregnant, but given all her symptoms, and now the aching in her breasts, she wasn't too sure she wasn't.

Walking into CVS, Hayley beelined for the pregnancy tests, she grabbed the most expensive one because she was a wolf and didn't want a chance of a misreading or something; then grabbed two extras. She made it to the counter to check out, grabbing a thing of orange juice too to make her go pee. After all the vomiting though she didn't think she had any fluids in her this fine morning to attempt the pregnancy test.

"Hayley, right?" a voice called.

"Hm?" she looked up from her purse as she paid the cashier. "Hey, you're… Sophie," she tried.

"Yeah, from Rousseau's," she nodded with a smile.

"Right," Hayley chuckled as she discreetly shoved the pregnancy tests into her bag.

"It's funny running into you again," Sophie said.

"Well, new to town and all," she offered lamely.

"If you're new, I could… show you around," Sophie offered.

"Maybe some other time," she answered tightly as she moved to leave.

"It wasn't a suggestion," Sophie stated icily.

Hayley was about to snap at her when something was blown in her face which had her gagging as she stumbled.

"You don't look so good, let me take you home," Sophie said as she caught Hayley who felt like the world was ripped out from beneath her feet.

Davina looked around at the abandoned warehouse district and nodded.

"This is it," she said as Vincent put the car in park.

"You're sure?" he asked her skeptically.

"No, but I will be soon enough," she admitted as she slipped out of the car. It was taking more and more energy for Big Her to be on the surface, and Davina didn't know what that meant, but it was starting to wear on her both hers worked in unison, but this was exhausting. Carefully picking her way through some of the rubbish she grabbed the fence and climbed up. Swinging her legs over she dropped down with ease, feeling the magic as it rippled and roiled under her feet. Vincent landed beside her then and she dusted off her hands.

"Where'd you learn to do that?"

"Kol," she answered. Walking forward she followed the magic into the warehouse. Vincent followed with the flashlight.

"Kol always teaching you things?"

"He's over a thousand years old, I'd be foolish not to learn from him," she pointed out as she side stepped a puddle and grimaced at the rats. They moved quietly; she saw the markings of the witches on the walls.

"You know, police think it's graffiti," Vincent murmured sadly.

"It's better they don't know," she muttered and saw a set of stairs.

She led the way as they wandered. It was hours after they had scoured the building from top to bottom that she knew Vincent's frustrations were running high, however, she could feel it, a whisper of voices crying out to her.

"There's nothing here, Davina!" he hissed in frustration.

"Can't you feel them?" she asked softly.

"Feel what!? There's nothing but rats and ghosts here," Vincent sighed.

"No, the whispers, this way," she said.

Vincent looked at her like she was crazy but followed. Davina came into the center of a massive area in the warehouse, old pallets were falling apart and rotting, the sheet metal discard, there were signs of druggies and vandals, but it was pristine. Davina looked around as she assessed the area, she paused at a pillar in the center.

"That's Runic," Vincent said.

"Yeah," she nodded. "Gar," she said as her fingers traced over the X encased in an O.

"You know it?"

"Kol," she answered. "Used to be his father's crest," she explained. Stepping back, she looked around.

"What are you thinking?"

"How many children were abducted?"

"Six, but she was caught when she attempted to abduct the seventh," he answered.

"Rites of Nine," she muttered. "This is for a witch known as the Hollow. She's on the Other Side, she's the most powerful witch to ever exist."

"How do you know that?"

"Because the bitch brought me back to life after trying to shred what remained of my already destroyed soul," she answered.

"What?"

"Complicated," Davina dismissed.

"Explain." Vincent grounded out. She frowned as she glared at him.

"I don't like being told what to do, and you can't tell Kol!" she snapped.

"Why can't I tell Kol?"

"Cause I said so, and time things," she said as she continued walking around the area looking for other markers.

"Alright, I won't tell Kol. Explain."

"In my time, I'm married, my husband killed me because of a curse the Ancestors placed on him. He didn't want to, he fought the curse hard, but not even he could keep it at bay, and by the time I accepted something was wrong it was too late for me to save him from the curse and he killed me," she explained.

Davina could still hear the devastation and horror in his voice begging her to wake up, promising he loved her and pleading that she come back. That was her curse, to witness his devastation, and the Ancestors mocked her for it. Mocked her love and her efforts for her love, assuring her that they would never let her have it. Freya and Elijah consecrating her had only furthered their revenge on her.

"Once I was consecrated on the Other Side, I had enemies waiting for me, and they intended to shred me out of existence. They did it, but what of me remained worked with you. I worked with you to destroy the Ancestors, your ex-wife had created an artifact to channel them, to rob them of their power. But that same artifact could destroy them, their corruption was too great, in the destruction of them. I was already fragments of myself, I don't know why or even how I survived, because I destroyed them all, I got you, my best friend, my father, and husband out of the Ancestral Plane just as I killed them all, I sent them to hell or peace, and I don't give a damn which when I'm honest about what I did. However, somehow, I don't know how, I survived, whether it was because I was already shredded and obliterated to hell and it wouldn't take much to shatter my fragments again, or if it was for some greater purpose, I don't know. But I survived and for years I stood between the living and the witch called the Inadu, but she's more commonly known as the Hollow.

"At the time Inadu was after my niece, and for a lot of years I kept her in check on the Other Side or I attempted to, I protected the new young souls brought to be the Ancestors, and it took a toll. Eventually, despite my actions, she was brought back to life. Once on the living plane I had no access to her, but I guess that didn't matter much to her. See, my niece is from my husband's family, and she really wanted my niece. However, they weren't going to let that happen, so I guess she decided to use what very little leverage she possessed to get their cooperation. Or rather, one of them to cooperate, my husband's family isn't the most cooperative bunch on the best of days.

"Inadu pulled what remained of me off the Ancestral Plane and brought me back to life, and in the process, Inadu linked me to her, her only mistake really, I could never forget a single thing about her from that link. For all of her power, Inadu didn't view me as a threat when we were on the Living Plane because I was a fraction of what I had been, the damage to my soul was so great my magic reserves could never recover to what they had been before my second death. Because of that view, she linked us, and I had unfiltered access to her mind. After all the years on the Ancestral Plan going toe to toe, I guess she thought she knew my limits well enough to keep me in check. Or she saw me as a useful pawn to control my husband.

"Which is not the wisest of moves because my husband…good luck controlling him, he takes direction about as well as I do; I can't even get him to vacuum when I ask or pick up his dirty socks," she snorted. "My niece unlinked me, and my husband and I ran like the wind to get out of town. And I never looked back, and you can never tell Kol."

"So, you're what? A twice resurrected Harvest Girl?" Vincent asked.

"Something like that."

"How'd it end?"

"Inadu is dead-dead, wherever the hell souls like hers go beyond the Other Side, but I didn't kill her," Davina answered. "If I do things right, she won't be able to get back to this side, or any side ever again. This is Creole," she observed as she crouched down.

"Yeah," he said.

"No, this is the Algiers, and that's Voodoo…And that's Chitimacha… I know how to undo this," she said as she stood.

"You do?"

"This is her work," Davina stated as she pulled the knife from her back pocket and slit the length of her palm for her blood. Writing the runes, she needed to counter act the spell she pulled a lighter, and then hunted down some of the ash in the building. Once she had that she pulled on the winds to bring her the rest of the minerals and the feathers. It didn't take her long with her blood to have the counter spell before she grabbed Vincent's hand.

"Whoa!"

"I need a Tremé witch," she said before she took a deep breath. She recited the spell for him a few times, he tested it on his tongue before they started focusing their power. The fire ignited around her blood trail and then Eva's illusion shriveled away as the fire dissipated. She looked over the children as she walked around them. They lay there prone and on tarps.

"How'd… how'd you do that."

"You spend enough thwarting someone on the Other Side and you'll learn a thing or two about and from them," she murmured as she walked forward. She could feel the link spell on these children lives.

"I can remove this, with Kol's aid, Representational Magic," she said as she checked their breathing.

Everyone was still alive which had her carefully picking up the smallest kid. Vincent picked up another. It took them three trips to get them to the car before he started to pull out.

"Go to the plantation," she said.

"Really?"

"Safest place for them until we unlink Eva's spell," she said.

"Alright."

"Ackh!" she gasped as she grabbed her temple.

"Davina!"

"Paper! I need paper!" she gasped as she felt too much magic flowing aimed at her. She grabbed a pad of paper and a pen as she started working furiously.

"Davina?"

"Drive!" she ordered as she worked furiously, she could feel the spells, but as long as she was drawing, and she could focus past the pain. Kol's Seidr tactics were helping her as she worked. Finally, the magic was released which had her slumping back as the pad of paper fell from her fingers.

"What was that!?" he demanded.

"Someone in the French Quarter was doing magic," she breathed as she tried to keep the bile back.

"You stay, I'll get someone to help me get the kids in the house," he ordered.

She nodded weakly as she leaned back, slumped in her seat. She hurt, it hurt so much, it felt so heavy now. It was killing her, she could feel it, the Harvest, it was killing her faster this time. She wondered why as she closed her eyes and breathed.

She felt exhausted, she wondered if her soul problem was only manageable because her older self was but a fraction of who she had been. Wincing she nearly toppled out of the car when Vincent opened the door and carefully helped her out.

"Easy," he said.

"Thanks," she breathed as she rested against him. He put her down on the sofa and she looked over the living room at Bonnie and Vincent checking over the six children here. She could do this, she had to.

Thinking of the Hollow reminded her of Freya's pendent and she got an idea for how she and Kol could seal off Esther with ease, and before the Harvest.

Vincent put the pad of paper on her stomach as she let sleep take her and she shifted a bit to curl up in the sofa.

Graduation was in a couple of weeks, and after, Caroline and her mom were going to go down to New Orleans to visit and check in on Bonnie. It was something Caroline was really excited about, she had never been that far south before and she knew New Orleans always had a good time rolling, which had her looking up festivals and parties and stuff she could go do with Bonnie while she was there with her mom. It was also the first vacation her mom had ever taken in all the years Caroline could remember.

She looked up when Elena huffed and sat across from her.

"Hey," she greeted uncertainly. Things had been awkward these last few months since Bonnie's explosion of temper and running off.

"Hey," Elena said softly, almost timid, and uncertain.

"What's up?" Caroline asked as she shut her computer.

"I know you're going to go to New Orleans," Elena sighed.

"Yeah… and?" she started.

"God, when did this get so hard?" Elena groaned. "I can't possibly ever make up anything to Bonnie, but… she was my best friend, and she was there when I needed her, and I just… I don't know how to make amends, so… can I come with you, to New Orleans?"

"I don't know," Caroline admitted.

"Why?"

"Um… cause… Klaus kind of… offered me a place to stay," she grimaced. "Apparently, he has a plantation down south where Bonnie, Kol and Davina are residing right now with Hayley and Elijah and he's letting my mom and I stay in one of the renovated, out building's that he's converted into a guest house. And Matt's going."

"You're… why would you trust him!?" Elena strangled out.

"It was reasonable!" Caroline defended.

Klaus also hadn't made a single move against anyone in town. If it wasn't for the fact Rebekah showed up at school, then Caroline was certain no one would know Klaus was in town.

"Caroline! They're evil!"

"Elena, grow up! Stefan's a Ripper, and Damon's no saint, and the only reason you think the Mikaelsons are worse is because they're older and not intimidated by anyone. I want to stay your friend, but the entire world does not revolve around you, not even close, and I have things I want to do, and people I want to see, and staying for free at a massive estate, with modern comforts and freedoms is too good to pass up. Also, it's pretty and my mom deserves a pretty vacation spot!" she snapped as she snatched up her things and stalked off.

Caroline had been surprised when Klaus had offered his property for her and her mom to stay at, but he had apparently heard about her plans of going to New Orleans to visit Bonnie through Elijah. That was a surprise until Klaus had stated Bonnie was residing in his family home, and that had had her talking it over with her mom and Bonnie before she agreed, and invited Matt.

Klaus had been kind enough to share photos of the estate with her mother even! He had literally come over to show the estate off to entice her mom to take a vacation! No one had ever done that!

Caroline was looking forward to New Orleans, and Elena's ridiculousness would not prevent her from enjoying it! That was final.