A.N: Thank you so much to my beta Kallz_t. Here is an amazing photo edit I got a while ago and I just adore it! Much love and thanks to Klavscaroline!

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Chapter 38

On the outside, the city of New Orleans looked precisely as she remembered when she made her way down to help Niklaus deal with the Hollow stuck inside him. Yet now, having seen the city under Marcel's thumb, Caroline could see the difference. In her previous timeline, the city had been bustling just as it was now. Only magic could be felt in the air.

Now the air felt a tad stifling. As if the magic was being strangled out, in a way Caroline knew it was. The blonde rolled her eyes as Rebekah fretted about the quarter as she and Kol escorted Caroline into the city. The blonde original looped her arm through Caroline's as the vampire's eyes scanned the area. Caroline shared an exasperated look with Kol.

"Geez Bekah, tell us how you really feel about this little excursion" Kol's voice held a teasing tint as he wrapped an arm around Caroline, his hand gently tugging on a lock of Rebekah's hair.

"Nik is going to find the bloody daggers and dagger us for a bloody century and a half," Rebekah hissed.

"Then, why are you here?" Caroline questioned as she brought out her map, "you'd think for a city renowned for the supernatural. They would be boasting about so-called witches."

Kol snorted, "we aren't going towards the tourist traps, darling."

The wild original gently led the two women towards a neighborhood off the beaten path of the quarter. Just as Caroline was about to complain that her feet were tiring and that she was not a freaking vampire anyway, the trio stopped. The houses were old, screamed Victorian Era as Kol joyfully went and knocked on the door. Caroline and Rebekah shook their heads, following along at a slower pace up the path when Caroline noticed the mailbox.

Claire

The vampire continued to knock on the back door. When the door of a neighboring house opened, peeking over to see the group. Caroline looked over and smiled, "Hello there. Do you happen to know if anyone is home? My brother here is old friends with the Claire's."

The elderly woman looked over at them, suspiciously, "I've lived next to the Claire's all my life, and I have never seen any of you before."

"Old College friends. Our brother might not look like it but blame the family genes" Rebekah joined in, looking over at her brother, who was looking into the house windows.

"Must not be very close friends. Mr. Claire died years ago and Mrs. Claire eight months ago in that awful accident" The woman supplied them with information, ancient blue eyes narrowing. "House belongs to their daughter now; I heard that she was living with distant relatives."

Caroline perked up as a nagging voice that sounded awfully like Hope echoed in her ear, "Davina."

Rebekah looked over at Caroline strangely just as Kol walked over to them, "Davina?"

Before Kol could ruin their story, Rebekah said, "Yes, little Davina brother dear. The daughter of your old college buddy?"

"Oh yes, old chap was awfully jealous of my good looks," Kol said with a grin, winking over at the elderly woman. She snorted, crossing her arms, "well, I hate to disappoint you, but I have no way of getting in contact with her. I am sorry for your loss, but if you wanted, I would try the Sinclair's or Deveraux. All the old families remain awfully close."

"Thank you so much," Caroline sweetly told the old woman watching until the woman had closed her front door again.

"Well, that was a bust" Rebekah complained, "can we go home now?"

Kol sighed dramatically, "there is still one stop I have left. Then we can hunt down the descendants of the Deveraux and Sinclair's. I had rather hoped to talk with the Claire's. I was close with one of them once."

Rebekah snorted, "before or after she locked you out of your favorite part of New Orleans."

Kol shrugged, "we had a mutually beneficial relationship for some time. Her fate was a tragic one locked away in that old Dowager house."

"The insane Asylum?" Caroline said without thinking only to pause as muttered "How the fuck did I forget that?"

Kol giggled gleefully, "is it something that will piss our dear brother off?"

"Is the fact that New Orleans witches has since used the Dowager House to send their magically insane sisters to, which also happens to house your eldest sister count?"

Rebekah groaned stomping her foot as Kol's mouth dropped as Caroline muttered "I was afraid of that reaction."

Caroline continued counting on her fingers, "It's October now and in my previous timeline she was awaken by the time Hope was born… I'd say she should either be awake or will awaken by December."

Kol whistled, "well then we better ask our brother about who were his little minions in 1914. But before we have a restaurant to patronize!"

Caroline's stomach growled.

"Perfect timing, brother" Rebekah said sarcastically.

The trip to Rousseau's restaurant was quick, mainly because Rebekah took the reins and googled where the place was before threatening her brother with bodily harm and a centuries worth of cock-blocking if he did not play along. Caroline took note to use that herself in the future.

"I thought I smell Mikaelson's. The city has been abuzz with your hundred years return" The witch greeted coldly standing in front of the back door to the restaurant. Rebekah carefully tugged Caroline behind her, so discreetly that Caroline almost missed it.

Almost.

Annoyed Caroline stepped in front of the vampire, shooting her a warning look before speaking to avoid Kol doing something to piss off the witch. At this point Caroline could tell what supernatural creature one was by the disdain on their tongues towards a Mikaelson.

"Hi! My name is Caroline-"

"Forbes. The woman who came strolling into town with Niklaus Mikaelson. Marcel's minions are very curious about you. A human being off limits other than locals is awfully rare."

"Nik can be rather protective" Caroline shrugged wholly used to the amount of information the supernatural world, if they knew the Mikaelson's existed. To the paranormal world at large Niklaus was a myth, a legend. To those who knew them every bit of information either kept you alive or placed you on the run.

New Orleans knew the Mikaelson's. So now they knew Caroline. As a teenager she would have loved this, currently? It was a hinderance but one that the blonde was willing to work it . The witch was protective of the establishment. She worked here, and Caroline was hungry.

Two birds one stone.

"Do you think we could get a table in back? I forced them here so I could eat. Human food mind you and my friends have some questions. You're a witch aren't you?"

Sophie crossed her arms, "why would you think that?"

"One you know of the Mikaelson's. You do not have a daylight ring so therefore not a vampire. Three all the werewolves are stuck on the outskirts. Plus, your tone stinks of witch" Caroline said in her no nonsense tone that held a tinge of superiority. Sophie narrowed her eyes at the blonde then towards the two vampires.

"It's slow why not?" Sophie shrugged mentally rearranging her plan.

"The name's Sophie Deveraux."

XXX

Hayley Marshall stood in the middle of Elijah Mikaelson's study watching warily as the two originals stood side by side starring right at her. The she-wolf held back a growl, clenching her fists. Tyler had finally left town, with absolute disgust in his eyes. Hayley didn't blame him, she did murder the pack he was alpha of.

It was the only way to find her family at the time.

Hayley felt horrible for the crime, but she did not feel guilty. Hayley did what she believed she had to do. What the wolf had never expected was that the only people who could help her were the Mikaelson's.

"Well?" The werewolf asked, "what is this supposed plan of yours?"

Klaus crossed his arms not saying anything as Elijah sighed, "We managed to find out that Marcel led the vampire attack against the werewolves. He used a witch to curse the remaining wolves. This is the information you already knew so far correct?"

At Hayley's nod the original continued "while we do not know who cast the curse. The thing about witches is that a witches bloodline is often the key or another more powerful witch can attempt to undo it. We will help you find a witch to undo it with conditions."

Warily Hayley asked, "and those are?"

Klaus responded, "as a personal connection with the wolves. We would like the future queen of the werewolves" at this the vampire grinned at the little she-wolf. "To work with one of ours to forge a treaty."

"If you can get the vampires in line. It was a witch that cursed my people in the first place" Hayley argued.

"Ms. Marshall we will deal with the witches. In fact, my brother is working on a deal with them as we speak" Elijah countered, "do we have a deal?"

Hayley internally grumbled, "Hayley. Marshall isn't even my name. If we are going to work together. Call me Hayley."

Elijah smiled, "Hayley, do we have a deal?"

"Yes."

When Elijah nodded his head, the wolf turned to exit the door. Only when the door was closed and safely out of supernatural hearing range did Klaus speak once again. "I hope you know what you're doing brother."

XXX

Kol perked up at hearing the name Sophie Deveraux, "Sabine Laurent said you wouldn't be happy to be see us."

Rebekah allowed Caroline to step into the kitchen first as Kol chatted away almost immune to the glare that Sophie was giving him. "What do you lot want?"

"You know I've knew a few of your ancestors in the past. Deveraux were the witches with a particular gift when it came to pregnancy" Kol chirped pointing his finger towards Caroline. Sophie looked over at the blonde who unknowingly helped bring along her sister's death. All for the hope of obtaining Klaus Mikaelson's help. Wiping her hands into a clean kitchen towel, the witch walked up to the blonde ignoring the warning hiss of Rebekah.

"You are pregnant, looks like with multiple" Almost enjoying the shocked look on Caroline's face. Sophie looked over to Kol, "Your family is staying for a while correct?"

Rebekah's eyes narrowed, "why is that of concern to you?"

Sophie sighed knowing that her plans changed the moment they walked into her restaurant instead of the witches grabbing Caroline, "because my sister died to confirm this bloody pregnancy and connected her to me."

"What did you just say?" Kol growled.

Sophie straightened her back and looked the original in the eye, "Your brother's little girlfriend is…"

"I have a name" Caroline interjected ignoring Rebekah who tried to hold her back touching the witch on the shoulder. Sophie looked over at the blonde with a raised eyebrow.

"The name is Caroline and if you're going to bother talking about me like I am not in the room at least use it."

Sophie shook her head, "I'm sorry but my sister risked everything to get them on board. Jane-Anne spelled the two of us together for the length of your pregnancy. Whatever happens to me will happen to you."

Rebekah and Kol hissed under their breath as Caroline pressed a hand against her stomach. At seven weeks, Caroline was starting to feel them more and right now she knew that the children would be feeling the tension in the room.

"Let me guess you cannot undo it" Caroline bit back her anger. She was proud only minor irritation showed.

"I won't undo the magic until my coven is safe from Marcel. He has found a way to track our magic then kills us for it" Sophie told her hands turning into fists.

Caroline wanted to roll her eyes, remembering clear as day the stories of Hope's Auntie Davina. "You mean Davina."

Caroline's two companions shared a look as they stood beside her. Rebekah had to hold back a smirk seeing the way Sophie's eyes widened "Oh, you didn't think we knew about the Harvest?"

"I vaguely recall the Harvest, being vital to ancestral witches" Kol preened, "Care Bear, you may do the honors."

Caroline's mouth twitched, "you lied to the girls telling them that it would be a prick of the finger. You meant to murder them."

Sophie shook her head, "they were going to be revived. I didn't really believe in it myself but I saw what was happening to our magic and then it was ruined".

"Davina freaked out at seeing her friends being killed, their powers passing into her and then Marcel comes in and see's you murdering children."

Rebekah frowned, "Marcel always did take after our brother."

"You have to understand the coven will die if the Harvest is not completed. The girls will never be awaken" Sophie's eyes started to tear up, "it's why we need your help. Get Davina away from Marcel and we can complete the ritual and the coven and all four Harvest girls survive."

Caroline's eyes softened seeing the familiar heartbreak on the woman's face, "you tied my baby to your life."

"I know your carrying more than one" Sophie wiped her tears, "I don't want to hurt you but the witches need this."

"You should have thought about that before laying a hand on Caroline" Rebekah snarled stepping in front of Caroline. "my brother does not take kindly to threats."

"Neither Caroline or the tiny Mikaelson's will be harmed. It was protection" Sophie raised her hands.

"Bekah enough" Caroline warned her firmly. "I can't promise anything. You should never have lied to Davina but I can talk to Klaus and Elijah. If all the Mikaelson's agree they will help, right?"

Kol nodded solemnly already familiar with how witches, especially ancestral witches were about their family magic and bloodlines. Rebekah sneered at Sophie but nodded, "Between Caroline and I my brother will at least pretend to listen to your pleas."

"Davina…Marcel and his vampires killed her mother" Sophie said softly. "I'm not sure she knows."

Caroline smiled softly, "we will make sure she has all the information before she makes a decision. Okay?"

"I guess that's all I can get" Sophie sighed, "just be careful okay? The Mikaelson's do have a lot of enemies in this city."

Caroline's smile was dark, "they wouldn't be who they were if they didn't."

"Your okay with that?"

Caroline laughed, it was bright and deafening. Her smile was gorgeous, Sophie could see how something so bright could attract something as deadly as an original vampire. "Truth be told my group of friends growing up, attracted supernatural troubles . That's how I met those idiots" The blonde pointed to the bickering siblings who had stepped aside to answer a call.

"The doppelganger. We heard that Klaus and his family had settled there for a while" Sophie nodded. "We try to keep tabs on them. They might have built the city but they tend to bring in more danger than they are worth."

Caroline smiled ruefully, "their worth it."

"You really love them don't you?"

"Klaus… he treats me better than any man ever has" Caroline smiled thinking about her children's father, "and his siblings while annoying fuckers. They have more loyalty in their pinkies than anyone else. Even when they are betraying each other after far too much family time."

Sophie blanched, "that sounds horribly chaotic."

"Admittedly chaotic isn't for everyone."

XXX

Marcel climbed the old church's steps that housed his little charge with a broad grin on his face. In his hand he held a Claire family grimoire, his little witch would be pleased to have more magic to practice. The only witch in the city that could practice. She deserved it after everything the young teenager had been through.

Marcel gritted his teeth at the memory. Davina was far more perceptive than a typical teen, she would notice if he were angry when he walked in. Taking a deep breath or five; Marcel took the final steps towards Davina's little hide away.

Not bothering to knock, Marcel opened her door smiling as he saw her sitting on her bed looking around the many parcels she had drawn on. "See anything interesting lately?"

Surprised the teen looked up eyes brightening when her eyes laid on her savior. "Marcel!"

Marcel grinned, "I'm glad to see you, Davina. Any news for me?"

Davina frowned, "I've been seeing this girl over and over but I don't know her. She's important I just cannot figure out why."

The witch showed him her drawings, every single one depicted the young blonde woman Niklaus had informed him about earlier. Rumors were swirling in the quarter about who she was to the Mikaelson's'. The only thing Marcel knew was that this pretty blonde was off limits. Which of course made Marcel very curious.

Now she was in in Davina's drawings.

"She's with the Mikaelson's'" Marcel's lips quirked up when he saw the witch's eyes narrow in on him. The little witch was perceptive, how much of that was the Harvest or her natural talent the vampire did not know.

"Your….sire?" Davina's mouth scrunched up trying to recall what little Marcel had told her about vampire lingo.

"Klaus, yes. He was very interested in ensuring my men didn't bother her" Marcel frowned, there was more to that story he was sure of it. Just as he was confident that Klaus Mikaelson would never allow Marcel to keep his throne without a fight. It was only a matter of time before his mentor made his move.

Marcel would beat him at his own game. Looking over at Davina who was still starring at Caroline's picture. An idea came to mind. Davina was rather alone up here, by design. Part for her protection another so that no one could try to change her mind.

Davina had been bugging him to be able to go out. "Marcel?"

"Yes, Davina?"

"I want to meet her. No… I need to meet her" Davina looked the dark-skinned vampire in the eye. "My magic is telling me that I need to see her."

Marcel's grin only grew, Davina indeed was a divine creature absolutely radiant. "I will see what I can arrange. She is older than you so I'm not sure how much you will have in common."

Davina snorted, "I want to meet her because of my magic. Not to make friends!"

Marcel was grateful for his self-control or he was sure that Davina would have cursed him albeit temporarily into something small. The girl was strong, stronger than any teenager he had known but she was still a girl. Her entire world had changed in a single moment, she craved more human contact. Yet it was those in her community that put her in this predicament.

Fuck, he really hated witches.

XXX

Caroline sat in the bedroom that she shared with Klaus, opening up the photo album. Rebekah and Kol had been called into Elijah's study the moment they got home. The blonde had yet to hear any chainsaws, the guillotine or thuds indicating a fight. The privacy spells would have something to do with that. Yet she was sure the information they had gotten from Sophie would be a useful bargaining chip. Caroline turned towards the back of the book where all the latest photos stood out. Smiling Caroline fingered the image from her Senior Prom.

"Care?"

"Bonnie" Caroline looked up and screamed tumbling out of the bed towards the dark-skinned girl wrapping her arms around Bonnie's neck. Laughing the witch returned the hug with equal intensity, albeit slightly slimmer than the blonde's exuberance.

"I can't believe you're here already!" Caroline cried out. "Where are Matt and Katherine?"

"Downstairs. Katherine has decided to annoy Rebekah for the next few hours" Bonnie looked as if she pitied the original vampire. Caroline smiled as her grip loosened and walked back towards her bed grabbing the photo album.

"Is that?" Bonnie's curiosity got the better of her, sitting on Caroline's other side as the blonde flipped through the album.

"Photo Album number 17, our senior year" Caroline beamed proudly. "I can't believe my mom managed to keep up." The witch took the album from her hand flipping it to where Caroline stood next to Niklaus, wearing a stunning mermaid styled dress. The off-white color suited her coloring perfectly.

"I can't believe you let him pick out the dress" Bonnie shook her head in disbelief.

"He happens to be good at it" Caroline defended with a smile. "Besides much better than what

I had initially in mind."

"I thought Klaus was going to murder the camera man for starring at you too long" Bonnie laughed flipping over to the next page where she and Caroline had their arms wrapped around each other.

"I think he saw the sheriff badge" Caroline admitted, "didn't want to get cornered by my mother later."

Bonnie snorted, "I'm pretty sure I saw a junior sheriff at plenty of high school events, just so she could get more photos."

Caroline let out a sigh as Bonnie wrapped her arm around the blonde. "You could always move back home."

Caroline shook her head, "I miss her but I don't want even to risk visiting while I'm…"

"Pregnant?" Bonnie finished with a knowing look.

Caroline gawked at her, "I didn't tell you yet!"

"Ancestors remember" Bonnie reminded her as the witch covered her stomach as uncontrollable laughter escaped.

"Bet they didn't tell you this. Four" Caroline pointed to her stomach.

Bonnie's brows furrowed in confusion, "Four?" then the witch looked at her stomach. "Oh god really?"

Caroline gave her friend a rather cheeky smile, "pretty rare I know."

Bonnie glowered at her, "a vampire having a baby has never happened before now but you're not having a baby. You are having quadruplets!"

"Good thing I graduated high school huh?"

Bonnie burst out laughing, "probably should have thought about that before you started sleeping with him in high school."

Caroline shrugged, "I was a vampire then. Who knew I would have the cure accidently poured down my own throat?"

After another bout of laughter Bonnie sobered up, "I hate to ruin this reunion but I have less than savory news. Katherine found her daughter who helped bring a bunch of Silas loving travelers into Mystic Falls."

Caroline groaned, "I had managed to forget about those idiots for a while. We didn't even bloody defeat them! They managed to be self-destructive but that brought on a whole list of other problems. Particularly for you, Bonnie. I won't let it repeat itself."

"Care, how can you save me when your busy growing four human beings. We need to take care of you!" Bonnie protested.

"That's why I am going to ask you to perform Esther's spell on me before I give birth" Caroline looked over at Bonnie who looked hesitant.

"Your pregnant" Bonnie whispered, "even originally the spell required you to die, Care."

Caroline cursed for a while as Bonnie remained seated watching as the blonde got up from the bed and paced.

"There goes Plan A. That's fine I was pretty sure that one would fail anyway. Niklaus always manages to get his way. It's bloody annoying."

"You are spending far too much time with them if you use the term bloody" Bonnie laughed sticking her tongue out when her friend glared at her. "Tell me what Plan B is?"

"Plan B is Freya Mikaelson."

Bonnie's brows knitted together, "Isn't she dead?"

"No, just Esther showing early on her lack of true parenting skills. She should be in the Asylum for witches in town. How do you feel about breaking and entering?"

"That sounds dreadfully boring even for you darling" Katherine's sultry voice could be heard from the doorway. Caroline turned her head towards the archway to see the doppelganger leaning against her door with a smirk on her face.

"Katherine!"

"Care-bear how many laws are you planning to break tonight?" The vampire teased nodding her head towards the witches direction. "I would do it soon. Your bodyguards are officially in a family meeting."

"Without me?" Caroline's voice pitched high.

"They wanted you to rest. Matt and I had just informed them about the Traveler's I take it the witch filled you in?"

Caroline nodded, "Silas loving freaks of nature who have a serious death wish. Since I refuse to allow what happened to Bonnie last time to occur we need Freya."

Katherine, to her benefit didn't react just said, "Alright. Who are we killing?"

"No one….hopefully. But I will need vampire and witchy power" Caroline looked over at the two of them hopefully.

The two rolled their eyes, "as if I am going to let you do this alone" Bonnie retorted as Katherine smirked walking out of the room.

"Katherine?" Bonnie called out hesitantly.

"Are you two coming or not? We need to get going unless you fancy a fight with original vampires. I happen to know exactly where this place is" Katherine smirked.

"Of course you do" The two said in deadpan unison.