It's a losing battle I know. I know better than to think that the dead stay buried. Those secrets come to light eventually. And yet I still find myself delaying the inevitable and ignoring Klaus when I know I shouldn't. Especially not right now.
War is stirring in her bed, and she is a selfish mistress.
The humans are getting restless. Anxious. The powers that be are shifting and humans don't like change very much for being the race that drives it more than any other.
The witches seem to be inciting violence, although quietly. My headaches worsen the more magic they conduct and my third eye continues to be blurry from disuse. I can barely make out the visions as they come but they are red and dark.
The werewolves' hackles are raised. The entire bayou feels like it's filled with static electricity.
The vampires aren't much better. Stiff rather than fluid. Rigid rather than graceful.
Regardless of the danger, Haley comes to visit with me in the bayou.
"What's it like? Being a mother?" she eventually asks me.
I smile. "Like the entire universe has gotten bigger and smaller all at once. Nothing matters but this tiny person and yet, they matter more than anything you could think possible."
"I don't think I know how to do this. To be a mother. I don't remember mine and never really had one."
"Tell me this Haley," I say. "What do you want for your daughter?"
"I want her to have better than I did," she answers without hesitation.
"Then you are already a good mother. Everything else is just checklists."
A man on a motorbike charges into our camp. All hell breaks loose when the bike explodes, and everyone flattens to the ground. Some in pain, others in fear.
Haley is determined to stay and help but I convince her that they will be ok and that we have to go find out who would do such a thing. Jackson stays behind to make sure everyone is ok while Haley and I head back to the Mikaelson compound.
No one is home when we arrive so I call Klaus. He doesn't answer. Haley calls Elijah.
"Elijah," she says when he answers. There's a brief pause before her shocked response. "What?"
"Ok. We'll be there shortly." She looks at me as she ends the call. "Father Kieran has been murdered. Drive by shooting."
My heart drops into my stomach like a stone. An innocent man. A wonderful and kind human man, who wanted nothing more than to make this city safe for its residents. Who knew almost as much about the supernatural world. Taken by something so ordinary. Something so…"human."
"It's hard for me to believe in coincidence. An attack on the werewolves and Father Kieran on the same day, both done in such an ordinary human way."
"We have to be missing something," Haley says. "There's got to be another player involved."
Haley and I head to the church and help Elijah to put the late Father to rest. His niece, Cami, sits with his body for a long time as the whole quarter celebrates his life. A day of peace for everyone. The poor girl has lost much and I feel for her.
Klaus and the vampires search for information. One of them found a group from the casino smuggling in a rare kind of stone. "What is it?" Elijah asks first.
"I don't know," Klaus says. "But I'm willing to bet our mother wrote something about it in her grimoire."
The book is not where it was left. Missing some time turning the truce in the quarter to honor the dead. And in the chaos of tracking down the witches who most certainly stole it, Haley is left vulnerable. And whatever spell the witches cast makes Klaus weak and hungry.
The Gurrera family attacks the compound, newly made werewolves with aid in the form of a moonlight ring.
Witches, vampires, two separate werewolf packs - all vying for power at the peril of the city.