I Do Not Own Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies
Davina stumbled down the stairs in the morning for the kitchen and saw Kol pouring her a mug of coffee.
"Morning love," he greeted with a yawn.
"Morning," Davina yawned as she accepted her coffee. Kol was shirtless, and she didn't get why, but she kind of enjoyed the view as she tried not to stare at him.
"Little Davina," Kol greeted with an amused smirk.
"Hm?" she hummed as she felt her cheeks heating up and he chuckled with a shake of his head.
"Nothing, love," he promised. "Today I'm going to arrange a meeting for us with the Regent."
"The Regent? Josephine, why?" she asked as she forced herself to look at his face rather than his chest, seriously, he looked like those action heroes in movies. Davina didn't get it.
"We already need to go to the Fauline Cottage," he said as he leaned on the counter. "We need to look for Freya there since that's where Big You thinks she is. But we also need to go there because Eva Sinclair is in possession of six souls that do not belong to her and to get them back, safely, that'll be easier if she's here."
"I missed something when I saw the kids, didn't I?" she grimaced.
"Perfectly fine, love, I wouldn't have spotted it if I hadn't seen the ritual before. I saw back in the seventeen hundreds, one of the rare points my brothers let me out of the box. I saw the ritual practiced once, and there's a mark atop the roof of their mouth which directs where the soul is contained, it removes the soul from its body and puts it… elsewhere, different vessel or body or wherever, so the caster can channel it, it's nasty business, but it can be undone, I think, it'll just take having her here so we can put the souls back in their right body," he explained.
"Huh," she nodded.
"How are you, love?" he asked.
"I'm good," she answered with a smile. "Big Me exhausted herself yesterday and is sad today, she was sad after she and Vincent talked while they looked for the kids. But I'm good, and I think she's good. How are you?"
"Currently amused," he chuckled.
"Sorry," she squeaked as she tried to look away.
"Don't be, love, always fun to be admired by a gorgeous girl," he teased.
She felt her face heat up drastically then as she hid it by sipping her coffee; burning tongue would salvage her dignity compared to her burning cheeks.
"You know what we should do?" Kol said suddenly.
"What?"
"Normal things, witch free day for Davina Claire," he proposed.
"A witch free day?" she mused. "I don't think you could go a day without magic again."
"True, but I can give you a completely normal day," he pointed out. "No quest to stop impending doom, or psychotic family plots, or evil witches on our asses."
"And what would we do with this witch free day?" she asked curiously. It was sounding immensely appealing and fun.
"What would you want to do, love?" he asked.
"What do normal teenagers do?" she questioned.
"In my day we were adults, today, I have no bloody clue," he chuckled.
"I always wanted to go to a movie theatre," she admitted. "Watch a movie on the big screen, eat popcorn and have a soda."
"Done."
"Bookstore?"
"Obviously."
"Oh, a record store! Marcel's friend, Joe has one in the Quarter, and I always wanted to go there but my mother would never let me," Davina admitted.
"That'll be fun, my brothers have given me a turn table," he mused. "We'll make a day of it. My sister always goes shopping."
Davina scrunched up her nose. Every shopping excursion she had ever had was with Monique, Cassie and Abigale, under the supervision of their Coven and scrutiny of their mothers; it wasn't fun. She also liked the clothes she had right now and didn't want to go buy more.
"I'd rather not," she admitted. "But…"
"But…?" Kol drawled out.
"My friend Tim…" she started and bit her lip as she looked away.
"Yes, love?"
"HehasafestivalperformanceinacoupleweeksatRousseau's," she admitted in a rush before slamming her mouth shut and looking nervously at Kol.
"Repeat that, just a wee bit slower for my old ears, love, I don't have my vampire senses," he chuckled. She took a deep steadying breath and hoped to steel her nerves; she didn't know why she was so nervous at the idea of telling Kol that she wanted to go to Tim's festival. She and Tim were just friends, just like she was just friends with Kol. Still, it did something strange to her stomach when she thought about it.
"Tim has a festival performance in a couple of weeks at Rousseau's," she repeated more slowly.
"That'll be fun," Kol smiled broadly. "What's your friend play?"
"The violin," she answered. She didn't get the way her heart was slamming nervously in her chest, or the way her stomach had twisted itself into knots at the thought of Kol going with her to the festival. But the thought of Tim brought something light to her heart, taking Kol though had her feeling nervous. But a strange kind of, good, anticipatory nervous, she didn't get it.
"Ah, the fiddle, fine instrument, we can go to that," he promised.
"You… you don't mind?" she stammered out.
"No, love. Food, women, and wine as the saying goes. You'll see the lad you're sweet on and I'll keep trouble at bay," he vowed with a smile. His smile was contagious as she felt her own lips curl in response.
"Thanks," she said.
"Of course, love," he chuckled. "We'll make the human day the day of the festival so we can enjoy it to the fullest from dawn till dusk."
"Really?"
"Yes," he nodded.
"Could we bring Hayley or Bonnie along?" Davina asked him curiously.
"It's your normal day, Davina Claire, you may invite whomever you desire," he said levelly.
"And if I just want to hang out with you?"
"I'm all yours, love, you just have to ask," he chuckled.
"Okay," she nodded.
Kol was enjoying Little Davina, she was so refreshingly innocent and genuinely curious, he thought it rather adorable. Her Older Self was all confidence of a young woman who had lived and knew how desirable she was, Little Davina though was a young lass figuring it out, and it was charming. Kol wouldn't normally think innocence to be a delectable trait in women, because in his experience the fairer sex was more devious and cunning and used their innocence as a smoke screen but with Little Davina it was a most endearing trait.
He also knew how little time Davina had to just be a normal person after all the mess that she had dragged herself into, and he didn't want her to go to the Harvest thinking that this chaos was normal. Little Davina deserved a chance to know there was more than Covens and impending doom to life, and he'd be damned if he didn't show it to her. He also didn't want Big Davina to miss a chance to enjoy her second chance; just in case he failed and couldn't save her. He wanted Davina to just have a day to enjoy being alive.
Kol looked up when Elijah walked in with a worried look on his face, and Kol frowned.
"What is it?" Kol asked as he set his coffee down.
"I need to speak with you, brother, now," Elijah said tightly.
"I'll be back, love, don't steal my coffee," he warned.
"No promises," Little Davina quipped back, and he chuckled as he walked after Elijah out into the morning.
"What is it?"
"The French Quarter Coven has abducted Hayley, they have leveraged Klaus to return through Hayley, is there something I should know about Hayley?" Elijah asked.
Kol took a deep breath and sighed before he jerked his head for Elijah and him to walk into the fields. It was when they were in the trees that Kol spoke.
"Hayley Marshall is pregnant," Kol said.
"I have been having suspicions about that matter." Kol snorted at his brother's prim, diplomatic answer; no doubt as a vampire he was starting to hear the life within Hayley, just like Kol could feel the child's magic blooming.
"It's Nik's," Kol stated.
That stopped Elijah dead in his tracks as he stared at Kol.
"Niklaus's…" Elijah said softly.
"Our brother's freshly broken curse has him fertile to reproduce with a fellow wolf," Kol admitted. "I don't think he could impregnate a human or a witch, but a wolf, they'll probably be receptive, but I don't want to know or ever think of it, again. It's horrifying, Elijah, to think about Nik's sex life!" Kol grimaced and couldn't stop the shudder at the thought.
"Did you know?"
"Yes. And this pregnancy is something Nature ensured happened, because of a loophole with Nik's curse, and Hayley being a wolf. I think she's an alpha wolf too. Anyways, this pregnancy was probably going to be ensured by Nature one way or another, and I will admit I had a back up plan if they didn't hook up on their own volition, but seeing as how they did, I didn't use my plan."
"Kol! That is... We will discuss your conduct at a later time. Niklaus will never believe this," Elijah said softly.
"Not yet… I was hoping his return wouldn't be until the end of May because then the pregnancy would be more secure," Kol explained. "Seems the witches are moving up that timetable. Most likely this will be leveraged in their attempt to get Klaus to work with them until they can get to Davina."
"Davina…?"
"The Harvest, we're putting it off, hopefully today Luke and Liv will reach out to their father so the Gemini Cove comes here, and I can figure out how to Merge Davina's souls so they both come out of the Harvest," he explained. "Most likely, I wager, the witches will attempt to use Klaus and Hayley as a smoke screen so they can hunt Davina."
"I see," Elijah said softly. "I'll retrieve her and keep our brother in check."
"Hopefully, next month we'll have Hayley's pack's curse removed and Nik will be more amicable to being a father," Kol sighed.
"Of all of us, he will gain the most of unconditional love of a child," Elijah murmured quietly.
"Just remind him of that; often," Kol stressed. "Don't let him lash out on the child's mother."
"I will have to, but first, I will have to find her. The witch who reached out was one Jane-Anne Devereaux," Elijah sighed.
"Thank you," Kol breathed. "And Elijah," he called out to his brother which had Elijah stopping. "Don't… I know she's Nik's baby mama, but… admittedly, I think she'll need you more than Nik."
"Our brother…" Elijah started.
"Nik can go fuck himself, Elijah, I'm telling you this because 'complications are good for life'," Kol parroted.
Elijah looked at him curiously. "You know something."
"I know a great many a things, brother, but this one is important. Don't sacrifice her for Nik, don't; our brother will need to pull his own head out of his own ass this time, it's not your responsibility to make him see this as the blessing it is. Don't let Nik hurt Hayley or the baby."
"I won't," Elijah promised.
"You can't put Nik first, this time. You have to put Hayley and the baby first," he emphasized.
"You have my word. No matter what, I will care for her and the child."
"Good," Kol nodded. "I'll arrange a meeting with the Regent, but I'll try to find Hayley for you before Nik gets here."
"Our brother will be here this evening."
"I'll try to find her before then," Kol breathed as he started back for the Plantation house so he could get a locator spell going.
"You will protect Davina, Kol, I will find Hayley Marshall before any harm comes to her," Elijah countered firmly. "Do not expend your abilities on this matter, I will handle it, personally."
"Are you?"
"Yes. I have protected this family for a millennium, I will take care of it," Elijah accentuated firmly. "Hayley will be here tonight."
"Alright," Kol nodded.
He knew Elijah when Elijah got like this, his brother was a force to be reckoned with set his mind to a problem. And if Elijah were protecting Hayley, then there was a good chance Hayley would eventually end up with Elijah which Big Davina had highlighted should happen. Kol had no opinion on the matter, but he did think it would do Elijah good to have a family, he had thrived with Tatia and her son, Bjorn, before their mother had torn that away from Elijah.
Besides, he had seen his brother and the wolf, they seemed good together, mismatched in a pained way, but they seemed good.
Kol, for a change, had hope for his eldest brother to find happiness, especially after their discussion about Kol's little wife problem. Finding himself back at the Big House he paused at the kitchen door and watched Davina as she cooked and talked with Bonnie. It surprised him how content he was with Davina there.
"Have you seen Hayley? She hasn't come down for breakfast," Davina asked him. He guessed this was Little Davina with how she was pinkening at the sight of him.
"She's with my brother, love, she'll be with Elijah all day," he said softly.
Her blue eyes widened a bit as comprehension dawned on her, he nodded to confirm it before she could ask, and he saw her sigh.
"Well, I hope they have a good day," she replied uncertainly.
"It'll be fine," Kol assured.
"So, what's a Regent?" Bonnie asked as she looked expectantly at him.
"The Regent is the witch elected by the Nine Covens of New Orleans and the witches to rule over the Nine and be the voice for all the Ancestors of New Orleans," Kol said.
"They're the most powerful witch in New Orleans," Vincent stated as he walked in. "They have access to all the magic of New Orleans and all the knowledge of how to utilize that power. We're talking Ancestral Magic, Sacrificial Magic, Representational Magic, Voodoo, Hoodoo, Necromancy and Elemental Magic, and so much more. The Regent is able to connect with and practice all that, and in exchange they are the voice of reason amongst the covens, settle disputes, sentence criminals, and execute the vilest of criminals. They are the King essentially of all the witches in this area, if a Coven were to come to New Orleans, they would talk with the Regent about what they can and cannot do, and the Regent speaks with the Nine Coven's Elders."
"Oh wow, so they're a King?"
"Regardless of age, sex, race, or Coven, yes, they are King of all Nine Covens, they are law," Vincent answered. "And I contacted Josephine LaRue, she desires a meeting with your Coven."
"We're not a Coven," Kol and Davina stated in unison.
"We're totally a Coven," Bonnie grinned.
"I'm inclined to agree with this one," Vincent chuckled as he pointed at Bonnie.
Kol scowled at them.
"When's the meeting?" Davina asked.
"This afternoon," Vincent answered.
"You're not going, love," Kol stated firmly as he looked pointedly at Davina. "I don't bloody care whatever arguments you have about being a powerful, independent witch, don't even try them. We're meeting with a Regent who knows about the Harvest and will most likely not listen to reason and side with her people and want your pretty little head on a pike for her people. Not happening, Davina Claire," he warned.
Davina glared at him but pursed her lips and kept her mouth shut.
"Liv or Luke will be here, you can help them with the Travelers. And we; Bonnie, Vincent, and I, and one of the twins, will go to the meeting," Kol said.
"I don't like being told what to do."
"I'm well aware, but I like you alive, which means you're not coming even if I have to chain you up in the basement," he warned seriously.
"Kol!" Bonnie gaped.
"No, he's right, the Regent will be aware of the Harvest and be aware that the French Quarter Coven will want it completed, we can keep putting that off for so long, but eventually…" Vincent started.
"Which is why we have you," Kol stated as he looked at the other man. "Davina, Big Davina, said you're the most trustworthy of anyone to perform this ritual so it doesn't get highjacked by someone on the Other Side."
"I'm not an Elder, and it's not my magic."
"You're about to be, and I recommend making it your magic," Kol stated firmly.
Josephine LaRue was a surprised when Vincent Griffith had reached out to her this morning before her morning tea to inform her that his new Coven would like a meeting with her. Vincent had become a particular recluse after he had turned his ex-wife over for justice a few months back when he had learnt of her hand in abducted six Coven children from their homes. After that though, Vincent had disappeared from New Orleans, Josephine knew because his police friends expressed concern when they showed up at her door with cases Vincent had used to consult on.
But that's not why Vincent's call had baffled her. His call was confounding because she was unaware that Vincent had formally left his own Coven and that there was supposedly a new Coven in New Orleans.
It was a surprise which she didn't like, Josephine didn't like surprises in her old age. She had lived too long to know that no good came from surprises. Which was why she reached out for the Elders of the Nine Covens, perhaps one of them would have information about Vincent's new Coven and why they would want to meet.
She was very curious about what Coven could entice Vincent to their side, and what they were doing in her City.
Hayley groaned as she came to and looked around at where she was.
"I wouldn't try anything if I were you," a voice announced. Hayley twisted around as she dragged herself up to sit and glared at the witch.
"What do you want?" Hayley barked.
"Your baby daddy," the woman stated as she left Hayley alone in a dungeon like crypt.
SON OF A BITCH!