Kol looked around the room.

He saw Rebekah and went toward her,

teasing her, "So how is my cutest sister awake after being backstabbed?" Rebekah looked at Kol,

seeing the teasing look,

and relaxed,

"Ah, my dear brother Kol.

Why don't you stake yourself?

Then your little and only sister will have a bit of happiness."

Kol chuckled,

"Ah, my lady's wish is my command."

Kol walked around for a stake.

Then Rebekah sped up to him and hugged him,

"I missed you, Kol."

"Me too, Bekah.

So, why don't you tell me what's happening as we take a walk?

We have a lot to talk about,

I imagine."

Then they went out. "My lady,"

Kol said with a mock bow,

and Rebekah snottily walked with him,

hand in hand, then started laughing.

"So, Bekah, why don't you start from the time I got daggered?"

"Kol, about that..."

"no need to worry, Bekah. Who will protect you if not your big brother?" Kol said grandiosely.

Rebekah explained how Klaus, Elijah, and she escaped New Orleans.

Later, Klaus took their siblings' coffins and went into hiding with Rebekah.

They stayed in Chicago, enjoying the music, the girls, and the blood.

She explained how a toddler vampire who is a ripper made an impression on them, how he was sweet in his own way.

Kol had a knowing expression.

Later, she told how Mikael found them when they were going to run. She told that how they can take Stefan with them to klaus,

to which Klaus opposed but deceived her and put a dagger in her heart and compelled away the memories of Stefan about them.

Kol deadpanned at her, "My dear sister, correct me if I am wrong. The interval between your love lives is around 3 to 4 years.

Sigh, I don't know, Bekah, whether I should call you a harlot or punish you for thinking about love so soon.

I always told you, Bekah, if you keep searching for something, you'll find it everywhere.

Then you will lose your uniqueness,

because love, as it should be all-encompassing,

shouldn't change you, Bekah.

Sigh, so then what happened?"

Rebekah had a deep look of longing. "Then Nik took my dagger out as his curse was removed.

But he couldn't make hybrids;

he needed my necklace, which could be used as a conduit to contact the original witch."

"Wait, is that a name you gave to mother? And why did you need a conduit at all? You and Nik are conduits yourselves.

Items from personal belongings may be useful for a seance,

but we are 1000-year-old vampires, sweetheart. So, we can be used for a simple seance.

Whichever witch Nik was using was stalling him.

That's why I am the witch expert — darling because the law of equivalent exchange should always be followed by a witch.

But as witches become arrogant, they always want to get out of a deal.

Sigh, so did Nik find out the ingredient he needed?"

"A yes, Kol.

We found out that the doppelgänger was alive.

Stefan was lying.

Then Nik wanted to kill her but used her blood instead to make his hybrids.

Then he went on a road trip, leaving me here

when these toddlers and doppel-bitch partnered up with the harlot doppelganger and woke up Mikael."

Kol sped towards her and looked her in the eye, "And where were you, dear sister?"

"I was left here."

"I always thought Nik was afraid a little too much of father, but today I find my estimates are nowhere near the truth to leave you at the mercy of Mikael." kol continued,

"Then I suppose you assessed the situation correctly, sister."

"Yes, I talked with Nik and informed him of Mikael and explained to him how he was dead. And Nik, as he is, didn't believe me, as I expected him not to, and came back with his hybrids. Should have killed Mikael because I was daggered by that doppel-bitch."

"Ah, it seems I have to take revenge for my dear sister."

"Kol, about New Orleans," started Rebekah with a pained look.

"Darling," it was in a sweet saccharine tone that Kol called her, "You are my sister.

That means it is my duty, and I am forever honor-bound to suffer through tantrums, love life betrayals, and all that encompasses you.

But darling, I observed one thing.

You fight for love and freedom so fiercely, but I think you yourself don't know what you want anymore, as you keep fighting our dear bastard brother.

So, I am telling you, stop loving some idiot.

You are a Valkyrie, and I expect you to look at yourself like that."

"Oh, which Valkyrie am I?"

"Why, my little sister, the ugliest, of course."

And Kol sped away.

Rebekah chased after him.

They could hear Kol's mocking laughter.

A/N:

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