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"Je ne se..." Régine looked at the picture of the graffiti, "but it seems a lot of people are looking for zhis 'Drauf', and it seems like 'e isn't good news going by 'ow zhese people are trying to get 'is attention, I'm going keep my eyes peeled, zhis could be a major story for zhe paper." Just then the doorbell rang, and through the window Régine could see her mother peeking in and waving at her. "Ve can keep talking about zhis later," Régine smiled at Godric before going to the door. "Mama, papa," Régine greeted them each with a kiss on each cheek, her smile faced when she saw people getting out of a van. "You've brought company."

"Caterers," Isabela nodded smiling, "vhat, did you expect us to make you cook?"

"Vell, yes," Régine chuckled, "come inside."

"Caterers," Katriane took a deep breath.

"You'll be fine," Godric reassured her, "remember, use Séb as your anchor."

"Right." Katriane gulped and put on her best happy face, "mama, papa, I've missed you two!"

"Not enough to call," Dion chuckled and hugged his eldest daughter.

Katriane closed her eyes trying to focus and not sink her teeth into her father.
"Vell ve've been rehearsing non-stop, and now vith Julien 'urt, vell it's been chaos."

Régine raised an eyebrow looking at her sister, they hadn't rehearsed in days, but she decided to keep quiet and not ruin whatever it was that Katriane had up her sleeve.

"Oui, about Julien..." Isabela whispered, "I zhink ve need to discuss 'im and 'is future vith Belle Morte, I'm beginning to zhink 'e could turn into a liability."

"I can assure you that won't happen," Julien walked out of the room, looking better than he had before, "besides, without anyone of us Belle Morte would be incomplete, and our fan-base would crumble, don't you think?"

"It's true, mama," Régine nodded, "vithout any of us zhere is no Belle Morte."

"Right," Isabela forced out a giggle, she looked at Godric and went to him, kissing both his cheeks, "monsieur Godric, 'ow nice to see you again."

"Without being surrounded by your family," Dion pointed out, "perhaps this time we can focus on getting to know you better, what do you say?" He extended his hand to him.

Godric tried not to laugh at the previous conversation, getting satisfaction from the fact that Régine's parents didn't seem to like Julien.
"It's nice to see you too and I'm looking forward to getting to know you as well," he shook Dion's hand.

Dion smirked at Godric's firm handshake, he let go and looked at Katriane.
"Where is my son?"

"Right here," Sinclair walked down the stairs, wiping a bit of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Mon bébé!" Isabela went to him and hugged him tightly, "my 'andsome little boy, 'ow 'ave you been?"

"Isabela, you're smothering him," Dion chuckled.

Godric tried to keep a straight face, sure he'd be able to use that against Sinclair some time in the future.

"I've been great," Sinclair smiled, looking completely under control, "what have you two been up to?"

"Touring New Orleans," Dion hugged Sin and patted his back, "we've also been looking for a location to place out US headquarters in should you want to stay in Louisiana, you could operate the family business from here."

Sin looked into Dion's eyes.
"I won't take over the family business, and you will be okay with that."

Dion smiled.
"Won't force you to do anything you don't want to do," he turned to Katriane, "perhaps you could do it?"

Katriane looked at Sin, shocked that he would compel their father, she looked at Dion and gave a nervous chuckle.
"I'll zhink about it, papa, no promises zhough."

Dion turned to Régine.
"I'm going to go set the table," she said and walked away before Dion could say anything.

"I'll go help you," Julien quickly volunteered and followed her, much to Godric's chagrin.

"Dion, Isabela," Sébastiene walked in smiling.

"Vell if it isn't my favorite son-in-law!" Isabela kissed both his cheeks.

"Bela, I'm your only son-in-law," Sébastiene chuckled.

"If you weren't you most likely wouldn't be the favorite," Dion smirked.

"Papa!" Katriane looked at him, wide eyed.

"Relax, he knows I'm joking," Dion patted Séb's shoulder.

He gave a nervous chuckle.
"Of course..."

Aimé walked in, still looking rather shocked, Isabela looked at him a bit concerned.
"Aimé, mon ami, you look like you've seen a ghost."

"Something like that, oui," Aimé gave a faint chuckle, "I've just, uh... been zhinking about Lucienne a lot," he nodded.

"Oh you poor zhing," Isabela hugged him, "must be 'ard for you."

"Oui," Aimé's lie was convincing, "so hard.

"I know what will cheer you up," Dion grinned, and from a bag he pulled a bottle of cognac, "what do you say?"

"Dion, ve're not trying to turn 'im into an alcoholic," Isabella looked at him disapprovingly.

"Actually, I could use a drink," Aimé smirked.

"Atta boy," Dion looked at Katriane, "fetch me the glasses," he then turned to Godric, "do you fancy some?"

Godric smirked and gave a nod.
"Sure, I could have a drink or two."

Dion looked pleased.
"Let's head over to the dining room." He walked off.

Katriane watched as they walked away, she then looked at Godric.
"It seems papa likes you already," she gave him a small smile before going to the kitchen to fetch the glasses.

"It would seem so," Godric grinned to himself, this was almost too easy for him. He walked over to the dining room and everyone took their seats as the food was being served.

Right after him Katriane walked in with the glasses and passed them around to the table before sitting down, and as per custom the Zaeri's joined hands with everyone else and Isabel began to pray in French.

Sinclair looked at his mother, and around the table, it seemed Godric was the only other one who didn't have his head bowed in prayer, and he could guess why. After knowing everything he knew now, and what he now was, God seemed almost like something out of a fairy tale, pure fantasy and no truth. He looked at Julien and raised an eyebrow, surely he didn't believe in God...

Régine opened her eyes and looked at Sin, gesturing to their praying mother.

"Désole," he mouthed, and closed his eyes and bowed his head, but he did not pray, his head was filled with more important things.

When Isabela was done with her prayer, there was a chorus of 'amen', and the drinks were poured.

"So, Godric," Dion wasted no time, "what is it you do for a living?"

"Give zhe man a chance to eat, Dion," Isabela chuckled.

Godric smirked.
"It's quite alright, Mrs. Zaeri."

"Oh please, call me Isabela," she smiled.

Godric gave a nod and looked at Dion.
"I don't really work my family got it's money through trade and stock."

"Trade and stock?" Dion grinned, "you know, I own a trading company, if your fa--"

"Papa," Régine looked at him, "surely you're not trying to get Godric roped up into your business?"

"Well my darling, truth is this young man wants to date my daughter," Dion looked at Godric, "and anyone who wants to get involved with my children will be involved with the family business."

Godric smiled.
"That sounds very interesting, what exactly do you trade?"

"Soleil et Lune Commerce is the pioneer of medical technology, we do lots of trading with Kingmaker Land Development Inc." Dion smiled, "perhaps you've heard of them with your family being in stocks and all."

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Godric thought for a moment and then spoke hmm the name does sound familiar but I don’t think we’ve ever associated him them before. He mumbles Kingmaker why does that name sound so familiar. "Perhaps you've heard of the owner, Lucien Castle?" Dion prompted, "he's quite known in the business world." "Great chap," Julien took a sip of cognac, "have had the pleasure of meeting him on a few occasions." Godric’s eyes widen in surprise upon hearing that name he whispers Lucien he’s still alive. Godric clears his throat regaining his composure The name sounds very familiar but I haven’t had the “pleasure” of meeting Mr… Castle when exactly was the last time you met him? "A couple of months ago," Dion replied, "was looking into some new equipment, some masks of sort, brand new to the market, state of the art masks for collecting patient samples." Godric squinted head tilted masks? Samples of what. "Saliva," he took a swig of his drink, "or at least that is what I was told. I don't get involved with the actual products."

Godric blinks and thinks who the hell needs a special mask to collect samples of saliva that’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard of. Well Godric said smiling I’ll have to meet him one day discuss business. Godric thought silently I can’t believe that annoying git has survived for all these years must be very lucky. "Mister Castle doesn't meet with common folk," Julien chuckled, "he only meets with those of his same stature." "Which is why you should consider joining my business," Dion smirked, "could open a lot of doors for you, mister Mikaelson." Godric glared at Julien momentarily flashing his eyes quickly then turned to Dion and smiled I’ll discuss it with my siblings and get back to you as soon as I can Dion thank you. Dion raised his glass, grinning. "I'll be getting the paperwork ready." Julien rolled his eyes. "Monsieur Dion, are you sure you want someone with no business experience to involved with the company?" Dion looked at him, eyebrow raised. "Are you trying to tell me how to run my business?" "No, sir, I just--" "Then don't meddle," Dion chugged his drink. Godric smirked smugly at Julien and took a sip of his drink.

So Isabela with Dion running a successful business what do you do with all of your free time someone as beautiful as yourself must be quite social and adventurous. "Oh," Isabela blushed and giggled, Dion took her hand smirking and placed a kiss upon it, "I 'elp Katriane and Sébastiene vith zheir record company back in Paris, should zhey stay 'ere I'd be taking over. But I do like a good party." She smiled. Katriane chuckled. "Mama is quite zhe party animal.” Godric smiled you do seem the life of the party type he also looked at Kat and Seb I didn't know you two had a record company that must be fun what's it like. "It's still small," Séb smiled, "founded two months ago after Lucienne... passed." Julien shifted slightly in his seat. "Ve zhought it vould be zhe end of Belle Morte," Kat spoke, "Régine vas getting ready to come to New Orleans, Aimé vanted to stay out of zhe spot light, Julien was getting more involved vith Soleil et Lune, so ve decided to pave zhe vay for new artists," her smile was soft, "so many brilliant artists have emerged from us, I vouldnt be surprised if ve 'eard zheir music played 'ere soon." Godric tilted his that's so nice of you two to help people reach their goals it must be so buzzz buzzz Godric looked at his phone startled and saw Klaus calling him he glared at the screen then put the phone back in his pocket sorry about that now where was—buzz buzz he took his phone out again and saw Rebekah calling him he blinked at his phone then looked up at the Zaeri’s excuse me for a moment he got up and walked to the bathroom to answer his phone he put it to his ear and spoke annoyed

What is it I’m in the middle of something Rebekah responded Ric we have a bit of a problem I’m sending you a message Godric checked his phone and he stared in confusion no fucking way. There was a huge graffiti sign that read der Störenfried Sucht nach der Drauf. Godric spoke to Rebekah do we have any leads as to who the fuck keeps doing this Rebekah responded no but Nik went to talk to Marcel he said he’s have his guys on lookout for anything suspicious. Ric what do you think this means only one person calls you that. Godric shook his head getting angry now no he said firmly we searched for weeks she’s gone this is just some bastard trying to get a rouse out of me and I won’t give them the satisfaction I don’t have time to deal with this right now but keep me posted and I’ll be home later ok. Rebekah nodded alright just be careful. Godric smirked always am and hung up the phone he stared into the mirror silently thinking shook his head then walked back to the dining room so sorry for the interruption my sister needed something and it couldn’t wait now where were we?

"So," Dion poured himself some more of his cognac, "we've seen your siblings, you speak of them often, but what of your parents? Has Régine met them yet?"Isabela gasped softly, hand to her chest. "I am sorry to 'ear zhat." Régine took hold of Godric's hand, caressing it with her thumb. Dion cleared his throat. "My apologies, it was not my intention to make you uncomfortable, Godric." Godric holds Regine's hand and speaks no it's quite alright you had no way of knowing he smiles at Regine its not something we normally talk about "Vell," Isabela gave a sympathetic smile, "I know ve 'ave only recently met, but you and Régine seem quite enamored, should zhings get more serious you should know you vill always 'ave us as family." Julien bit the inside of his cheek, a twinge of jealousy within him. Godric smiled "thank you Isabela I really appreciate that you've all been so kind to me" he looked out of the corner of is eye and took great satisfaction in the look Julien displayed. He thought to himself looks like Mikael and Esther were good for something after all. Julien's smirk faded. Régine smiled and kissed Godric's cheek lovingly. "Oh," Isabela looked at them, smiling brightly, "young love."Godric looked at Regine smiling and kissed her cheek as well.
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Julien kept his head down, looking angrily at his plate.
This glorified bastard is taking everything I've worked years for away from me...
He tried to keep calm, not wanting to make a scene, but he could feel his fists trembling, his face grew red. He took a deep breath and tried to tune out the conversation, it didn't help that he hadn't fed ever since he got injured.
"Excuse me," he stood and walked out of the dining room.

Katriane and Sinclair looked at each other wondering what he was up to now.

He walked over to Régine's room where he kept his blood stashed, and growled when he saw it wasn't there. He thought for a moment, remembering Sin walking down the stairs with blood on his lips, and he quickly made his way to Kat's room and sighed seeing all the empty blood bags in his open case on top of the bed.
"Damn it, Sinclair..." He took a deep breath trying not to lose himself and walked downstairs, and walked into the dining room deep in thought, but his thoughts were interrupted by Katriane who seemed to be struggling to stay in her seat and not attack anyone, clinging to Séb for dear life. "Katriane," he spoke softly, "I need your help for a moment, could you come with me please?"

Katriane looked at Sin and Godric before standing.
"Of course, excusez-moi..." She walked out, happy to be away from the group of humans, "vhat is it?"

"Do you trust me?" Julien looked at her.

"No," she replied quickly, "not after vhat you did to Lucienne."

Julien rolled his eyes and pulled Kat away from the dining room.
"Would you rather me had killed Lucienne or Lucienne had killed your sister?"

"Lucienne vould 'ave ne--"

"Katriane we all know Lucienne was your best friend, but we also know she didn't like your sister," he looked into Kat's eyes, "trust me when I say I wouldn't have done what I did if it wasn't necessary."

Kat took a step back.
"I'm a vampire now, Julien, you can't compel me."

He shrugged softly and shook his head.
"I wasn't trying to."

Katriane looked at him for a moment, feeling he was being truthful.
"D'accord, vhy did you call me out of zhe dining room?"

"Had you fed before your parents got here? You seemed to be struggling."

"Oui," she nodded, "monsieur Godric had me feed of Aimé."

Julien circled around her thinking.
"And you're still thirsty."

Katriane gulped and nodded.

He looked in direction of the kitchen and then at Katriane.
"Well I'm parched, wanna split a drink?" He smirked.

"Vhat do you mean?"

"Follow me," Julien walked over to the kitchen and tapped one of the caterers on the shoulder, when he turned around he looked into his eyes, "you will follow every order I give you without question," the caterer nodded, "follow us." Katriane looked at Julien, still not used to the new power they had over the humans, but right this moment she didn't mind, the burning in her throat was killing her. They walked over to the bathroom, Julien locked the door behind them, he looked at the caterer. "Undress and step into the tub." And he did as told.

Katriane gulped.
"Vhat if I kill 'im?"

"I won't let you," Julien patted her back, "and I'm confident you won't let yourself drain him, your guilt would be too great."

She nodded.
"'oo goes first?"

"I'll go first, that way I'll have a clear mind as you feed," Julien walked over to the man, "don't move or make a sound." He then sank his teeth into his wrist and began to drink, all thoughts vanishing as he concentrated on the warm crimson liquid that ran down his throat, feeling himself rejuvenated. A moment later he looked back at Katriane whom was sitting on the floor with her knees to her chest, rocking back and forth repeating 'Seb est mon ancrage' over and over to herself. Julien frowned, hating seeing his friend like this, he walked over to her and placed a soft hand on her shoulder, "hey, relax, you'll be fine."

Katriane looked up at him, teary eyed.
"'Ow are you so sure?"

Julien smiled.
"The fact that you still haven't gone to feed is a good sign that you have greater control than you think." She looked behind Julien and gulped, seeing the man standing in the tub, blood trickling from his wrist. "Now go, and trust yourself to know when to stop."

Katriane slowly got up and walked over to the man, fear evident in his face.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, before taking his wrist and drinking greedily from it, Julien walked over to them and observed, making sure the man didn't fall and injure himself. Katriane kept drinking and his knees buckled, she looked up at him and saw his face getting pale, it was then she pulled away, fearing she had killed him. "Is 'e alright?!"

Julien smirked and bit his own wrist, putting it to the man's mouth. Immediately the color went back to his face and his wound healed.
"Tu as fait brillant," he smiled at her, "how do you feel?"

"Better," Katriane nodded, "zhe thirst is still zhere but it is less."

"Good," Julien looked at the man in the eyes, "you will get cleaned up, you will get dressed, and you will join your coworkers. Once you're with them you will forget everything that happened, if they ask where you had been you will tell them you needed to use the restroom. Understood?"

"Yes," he replied, and began to do as he was told.

Julien wiped some blood off Katriane's face and smiled.
"Come on, let's go back to the others."

She nodded and smiled back.
"Alright, let's go."

They both walked out of the bathroom and immediately bumped into Sébastiene, who seemed worried.
"What were you two doing the zhere?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Relax, we were having a snack," Julien smirked.

Séb took Katriane's hand defensively.
"Really now?"

"Mon amour," Katriane kissed his cheek, "Julien 'as been truthful, I zhink ve can trust 'im."

Sébastiene looked at Katriane and at Julien.
"What made you change your mind?"

"I just know..."

He nodded.
"Up until now I didn't 'ave reason not to trust you, but if Katriane says you can be trusted..." Sébastiene smiled, "I suppose I can," he patted his arm, "now come on, everyone's growing suspicious."

"Seems to be the hottest trend right now," Julien rolled his eyes and they all went back to the dining room, where they all spoke and drank until the late hours of the night...

"Godric, it vas so nice to finally get to know you," Isabela kissed both of Godric's cheeks and hugged him tight.

"Oui," Dion said, clearly drunk, and extended his hand to Godric, whom shook it firmly, causing Dion to grin once more, "Vous êtes un bon homme, j'espère vous voir bientôt."

"J'ai l'impression que nous le ferons," Godric smirked.

Dion waved everyone off and with Isabela's help they walked down the street.

"Vell I'd say tonight vas a success," Régine slurred on the sofa, holding a glass of wine.

"Oui," Katriane said, looking at her own glass, disappointment on her face, "quite."

Julien looked satisfied with himself.
"I believe so too," he stretched and yawned, "well I'm heading to bed, I've got some things to do in the morning," he looked at Régine, "will you be coming to bed soon?" He smirked knowing this would annoy Godric.

Régine took a gulp of her wine and looked at him.
"I'll be going to bed whenever I want," she slurred at him.

Julien chuckled and kissed the top of her head.
"Goodnight all."

"Bonne nuit, Julien," Katriane nodded, and he went to the room.

Régine got up, and trying to keep her balance she walked over to Godric and wrapped her arms around his neck, she kissed him sweetly and whispered.
"Je ne veux pas me coucher avec lui, je veux aller au lit avec toi."

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Godric smiled coolly and whispered back I don’t think we’ll be doing much sleeping luv he kissed her neck causing Regine to tremble and blush. Regine turned around to face Katriane she cleared her throat and spoke "Katriane", Regine slurred holding onto Godric for support she smiled widely I vill be spending the night vith Godric. Katriane tried to keep her grin hidden. "Okay," she winked and looked at Godric, "take care of 'er." Godric smirked back slightly and nodded oh I intend to he picks up Regine bids goodnight to everyone and they both walk out the door. Godric smiled as he carried Regine to his car he placed her in the passenger seat and walked around to his side of the car and started driving home.

Régine was feeling happy in her drunk daze, she looked to the side at Godric as he drove, examining every one of his handsome features. She grinned as her eyes scanned him and she reached the area of his manhood. She blushed remembering the night before, and suddenly she craved him again. Without saying word she leaned over to him and kissed his cheek, undoing his pants; Régine pulled out his member and taking one last look at him she dove and wrapped her lips around it... Godric’s eyes widened as he felt Régine wrap her warm lips around his member. It took every ounce of focus and self-control for him to drive without crashing. Somehow he managed to make it to the compound in one piece Regine he parked in front of the house and leaned back in his chair enjoying Regine’s soft tongue he soon felt his orgasm coming. Ughh Régine Genie I’m gonna Regine quickened her movements taking his entire manhood into her mouth stroking it quickly until Godric released everything into her mouth. Régine swallowed his entire load and wiped the corners over her mouth she looked up at him smiling looking very pleased Godric stared at her smiling thinking of all the ways he’d return the favor he kissed her deeply and carried her into the house and up the stairs to his room unnoticed and undetected.

Regine awoke the next morning with a slight headache she lay in an unfamiliar bed she sat up quickly and realized she wasn’t wearing any clothes. She quickly pulled the sheets to cover herself and looked around once more and noticed there was an old looking painting of… Godric she smiled dreamily as she stared at it admiring his features captured so perfectly. She closed her eyes as she remembered what had happened the night before she blushed deeply as her hands wandered her eyes opened abruptly once she realized again that she wasn’t wearing any clothes. Regine attempted to stand but felt a bit light headed she had never been Godric’s room before and couldn’t help but look around curiously. Godric’s room was fascinating it was huge and filled with things from all over the world. He had a bookshelf lined with things she had never heard of there was a desk with several notebooks in what appeared to be his handwriting but she didn’t dare read them. She searched for her clothes but couldn’t find them anywhere so she wrapped herself with the bed sheets and silently opened the door.

The hallway was empty and quiet she made her way outside and walked slowly down the corridor looking around amazed at how incredible it looked there were portraits like the one in Godric’s room hanging from the walls but they were of his siblings in very old clothes. She tilted her head and stared at them mesmerized such beauty such detail she had never seen anything like it. Godric’s family was so refined and cultured to surround themselves with so many wonders, suddenly she heard a doorway from down the hall open and a man came out Regine squeaked but held her hand in front of her mouth she backed up against the wall and held her breath trying not to alert him to her presence. She quietly tried to slide back into Godric room and once she was sure she was out of his range of hearing she shuffled quickly but was stopped abruptly by what felt like a stone wall “que se passe-t-il” she breathed as she rubbed her nose she looked up and saw the man she blinked rapidly and thought I could have sworn he was just down the hall how could he have but her thoughts were interrupted by his question.

Aren’t you Godric’s girlfriend Regine looked up and blushed vhat she said slightly embarrassed as she hugged the sheets closer to her body? Klaus repeated the question. Aren’t you my brother’s girlfriend? Regine blushed deeper and smiled “oh vell um I”, suddenly Rebekah emerged from her room and looked around “Nik if you’re going to eat would you mind not doing it so close to my…” She stopped short once she saw Regine. Well what’s all this she walked over and once she got closer she tilted her head squints aren’t you Ric’s bird Regine blinked what Rebekah nodded yeah you’re the one who invited us over for a cookout the Belle Morte girl. Regine nodded sheepishly oui I am from Belle Morte she reached out to shake Rebekah’s hand but felt her sheets slip Bekah noticed and helped her adjust come with me luv I have something for you to wear. Regine smiled with relief and followed Rebekah into her room. Her jaw dropped as she saw the literal mall of clothes Rebekah had in her closet mon Dieu you have so many clothes this is unbelievable Rebekah smiled thanks help yourself take whatever you like. Regine looked at her alarmed oh I couldn’t Rebekah nodded yeah you can as you can see I have more than enough.

Regine smiled and walked into the closet she placed the sheet on one of the chairs and picked out a nice little outfit she walked out and showed it to Rebekah. Nice she said much better than the sheet Regine smile oui I agree umm she asked do you know vhere Godric is. Rebekah shook her head no clue he’s usually the last to wake up she smiled you must have given him a reason to wake up early, Regine smiled and blushed looking down. Well you can join us for breakfast while we wait for him Rebekah leads Regine out into the halls and down the stairs to the dining room Elijah, Nik, Kol Hayley and Hope are already sitting at the table they all glace up as Rebekah and Regine enter the room. Regine smiles sheepishly and waves bonjour everyone. Hope laghs and waves excitedly at her which causes Regine to relax slightly. Rebekah squeezes her shoulder and leads her to an empty seat. Kol looked at Régine and smirked. "I wasn't aware we ran a shelter now." Régine looked at him and chuckled. "Oui, Godric filled out zhe paperwork yesterday." Kol smirked quick on your feet I like that and apparently you’re your selection from Bekah’s wardrobe quick off your feet my brother did always have a thing for nimble girls. Klaus smirked without looking up from his book well let’s all hope this doesn’t end up like the last time you liked someone Ric was seeing we don’t need anymore stalkers.

Regine blinked in confusion stalker? Rebekah hit Klaus in the arm ignore him luv he doesn’t know what he talking about she has smiled coolly now water you in the mood for several waiter approached them ready to take their order. Regine was caught off guard oh umm I vould like some chocolate chip waffles with fruits please the waiters nodded bowed and within minutes brought her a tray of food which she happily accepted. Rebekah poured herself a drink from a large silver container to which everyone else had already sipped from may I have some of that please. Elijah looked up from his paper and smiled I’m afraid we’re all out of that he signaled for a pitcher of orange juice and some coffee. Regine smiled and poured herself some coffee. She watched as everyone else drank a dark red liquid and wondered what strange drink it could be perhaps some exotic fruits from some far off place she had never heard of but her thoughts were interrupted as Godric walked through the front door holding a plastic bag he face lit up upon seeing him but his eyes widened when he saw her sitting at the table.

Crap he thought upon seeing Regine surrounded by her family dressed in Bekah’s clothes I thought I had more time Godric rushed to the table what happened what did you lot do what did you say. Elijah smirked come now Godric how much damage could we possibly have done in the time you’ve been gone? Godric squinted and mumbled plenty.Regine chuckled and got up to kiss Godric lightly on the lips.  Bonjour mon amour I missed you Godric looked down at her and smiled I missed you too luv. Regine looked at the bag he had in his hands she smiled is zhat for me. Godric looked at the bag and smirked yes it is I had to go to the dry cleaners to get your clothes cleaned we got them…dirty Regine blushed bright red well thank you
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Julien opened his eyes slowly and stretched, smiling. He turned around to put his arm around Régine like he did every morning.
“Bonjour, mon a—“ He was cut short upon noticing Régine wasn’t there next to him, “hm, must have gotten an early start to her day,” he smiled, “no matter…” He got up and walked over to the mirror, he examined his wound and was satisfied to see that it was but a thin scar now. “I suppose having that witch around can come in handy at times…” He picked up his towel and his clothes, and walked over to the bathroom. Once clean he got dressed and walked out to the living room where he saw Katriane on her laptop. “Bonjour, Katriane,” he smiled at her, “you’re up early.”

Katriane looked up and smiled at him.
“Oui, being dead doesn’t excuse me from my vork,” she gestured towards the computer.

“I see,” he smirked and tilted his head, “have you fed yet?”

Katriane gave a small nod.
“Oui, I did…”

Julien blinked.
“Who did you feed from?”

“Sébastiene,” Katriane scratched the back of her head, “’e’s upstairs resting.”

He smirked.
“Well as long as you didn’t kill him,” he looked around, then back at Katriane, “where’s Régine?”

Katriane turned her attention back to her laptop.
“She, erm… She’s out.”

“Out where?” Julien blinked.

“You know… out…” Katriane didn’t look at him.
He raised an eyebrow.
“Out doing what?”


Julien was growing impatient.
“Is she with Godric?” Katriane kept quiet, Julien growled and looked at his watch, it was 7:30am. “I don’t have time for this, did she take her car?”

“Non, keys are on zhe ‘ook,” Katriane pointed at them without lifting her gaze.

“Thanks,” his tone was acidic, he sped to the keys and out the door into Régine’s car, he turned the key and drove to the Longue Vue House to meet the mystery assassin.

Julien parked and walked to the museum entrance, he looked at his watch and right when it turned 8 a rather loud black and red sports car pulled up to the front, he raised an eyebrow eyeing it, trying to look through the tinted windows, this had to be her.

The door opened and out walked a woman wearing a halter top, a short skirt, a leather jacket, knee high boots and a gun strapped to her thigh. He looked at her fact and his eyes widened. This was the same woman that stopped him at the bar, and was doing the graffiti yesterday. He examined her, next to Régine she was the most attractive woman he’d ever seen.

She raised an eyebrow.

“J-Julien Blasco,” his face scrunched up, why did she make him nervous?

She looked at him for a moment.

“Are you Ni—“ She grabbed him by the neck and rushed to the lush gardens, she slammed him against a tree making it shake and release its loose leaves, “what the—“ she slammed him again.

“You broke my fucking arm!” She got close to his ear, “don’t think I won’t be taking that into consideration.”

“Noted,” Julien said weakly.

She looked down at him and noticed a bulge in his pants, she squinted at him and took hold of it, crushing it in her hand making him scream out with pain.
“Like that, huh?!” She grinned evilly.

Julien tried to punch her but she took hold of his arm and broke it, making him scream out once more.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“I’ll make you a list later,” she tossed him aside, “now, state your business.”

“Do you treat all you clients like this?!” He stood, looking frightened.

“Listen, do you need my services or not?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Fuck…” He shook his head, “can I at least know who it is I’m talking to?”


“What kind of name is that?” He raised an eyebrow.

“I don’t know, what kind of a pussy ass name is Julien?” She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.

Julien bit the inside of his cheek, not wanting to get clobbered by this woman.
“I need to get rid of someone, someone dangerous.”

Nikolayevna nodded.
“Where can I find this person?”

“In Kenner,” Julien replied, “it’s a secluded mansion near Lake Pontchartrain, large and purple, quite ornate, hard to miss.”

“Let me guess, you’re not invited in, and this person is a vampire,” Nikki began to walk down the path, Julien followed. “Would this person happen to be Lucienne Loyer?”

“How did you—“

“It’s my job to know things,” Nikki interrupted him, “so you killed her, but failed, and now want her dead for good. Is that it?”

“Y-yeah…” Julien looked at her surprised.

“Now we must discuss the subject of payment,” Nikki stopped to look at him, “I want to be paid in advance, none of this ‘I’ll pay you later’ nonsense, I get paid, then I kill; I’m not about to get scammed. Now… how much are you willing to pay?”

Julien thought for a moment.
“Well I don’t know, I’ve never hired an assassin before… Would $100 cover it?”

Nikki looked at him, no emotion showing in her face.
“You’re shitting me, right?”

“Well, how much do you want?” Julien felt uncomfortable under her gaze.

“2 million dollars.”

“WHAT?!” His eyes widened. “You’re insane!”

“Yes I am, but that’s besides the point,” she smirked, “if you don’t like it you can kill her yourself, oh wait, you can’t.”

“Fine!” Julien rolled his eyes and took out his phone, “I’ll transfer the money to you.”

Nikolayevna chuckled and took out her phone as well, and they completed the transfer.
“When do you reckon would be the best time to strike?”

“Well tomorrow my band mates and I are playing at the music festival,” Julien thought for a moment, “the house will be empty until the early morning, I assume they’ll be leaving her there alone.”

“Hm, that really puts a damper to my plans,” Nikki was deep in thought, “I was thinking of looking for Drauf there…”

“Who is this Drauf you are desperately searching for so much?” Julien couldn’t help his curiosity.

She looked at him for a moment from head to toe.
“You wouldn’t know him, he doesn’t talk to people below his stature,” Julien couldn’t help but be offended, but before he could say anything she spoke. “Anyways,” Nikki shook his hand, “by tomorrow night your little headache will be gone.” She smiled at him and then pretended to go to punch him, causing him to flinch. “Ha, bitch.” And with that she sped away.

Julien looked in the direction that she ran and shook his head.
“Fucking crazy…” He took a deep breath, wincing thinking about the pain she caused him a few minutes ago, “but as long as she gets the job done…” He began to walk back to his car, deep in thought. Lucienne would be history, but what about Godric? How long would it take Morgan to work her charm and get him away from his woman? He was growing impatient, it seemed every day Godric sank his dirty paws deeper into her. “Original hybrid…” He scoffed as he got in the car, “original pain in the ass…” He started the car and drove back home, hoping to see Régine already home. After all, they had to rehearse before tomorrow…

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Godric walked over to the table with Regine and sat down next to her he started serving himself eggs toast and sausage. Elijah looked up from his paper at Regine then back at the article he was reading. The article about the graffiti sprayed on the monument. "Miss Zaeri this is a very interesting article," "have you heard any more about who did this or why." Regine shakes her head "non so far ve haven’t gotten any leads zhere ‘ave been various incidents and it appears that they have been done by several different people." "For instances, zhere vas one at zhe cinema vhere a man wrote the same message on the wall in ‘is own blood." Elijah looked at Godric who in turn stared back and nodded slightly Regine noticed this but didn’t say anything.  

Godric reached over and picked up the silver pitcher he realized it was empty and signaled for another one to be brought over. Regine saw that and thought now was her chance to taste the strange drink. Godric poured himself some and set it back down Regine extended her hand but Godric stopped her. "Oh you can’t drink that", Regine raises an eyebrow curiously, "and vhy not" Godric thinks quickly "because it has…pineapple in it and you’re allergic" he said before taking a sip. Oh Regine said looking disappointed "vhat a shame". Godric looks at her and smirks he leans in to kiss her she notices and puts her hand on his chest "ugh ugh ugh you ‘ave pineapple breathe no kissing" she said smiling. Godric looked down at her and chuckled "well you know what they saw about pineapples and after what you did last night you do too." Regine looked at him eyes wide blushing, her jaw dropped as she grinned, "daaamn my man’s a savage she thought to herself."

Hayley rolled her eyes and shook her head smirking "typical Mikaelson always thinking with the wrong head". Klaus smirked "sounds like you have your hands full with my brother." Elijah chuckles to himself while Hayley blushes bright red and Hope giggles in the background. Okay Godric said "loudly that’s enough of that." Kol smirked "now that’s the first time you’ve said that to a women", Klaus looked and him and replied "lord knows you’ve never said that to anyone ever" Kol glares and retorts smugly "I said it to that witch back in Spain." Total silence occurs as everyone stares at Godric waiting for his response he glares angrily at Kol. Godric gets up and looks over to Regine "I think it’s best we head out now don’t wanna be late." Regine nods uneasy sensing the mood change and follows Godric out of the house to his car. Regine laces her hand with his and relaxes a bit. So he said trying to distract himself "where would you like to go today?"

Regine thinks for a moment "hmm how about zhe art museum," Godric thinks to himself "we have an art museum?" "Yeah okay sounds like fun" they get to his car and drive to the museum parked and walked inside. Regine leads Godric all around the museum pointing out exhibits that she thinks are interesting while he admires her sense of wonder. They eventually happen upon a temporary expo and Regine stops wide eyed she points at one of the paintings. Look, Godric stares as well and his eyes widen too it was a painting of him and Morgan or what looked like them done centuries ago while still together. Regine read the description aloud "straight from Buckingham Palace a private exhibit displaying the past queen of England and her Royal guard rumor has it they were lovers. Regine looked at Godric who stared at the painting trying not to show any emotion. Regine spoke "you know that kinda looks like Morgan. Godric tilts his head "really you think so, I don’t see it" Regine leans in closer and stares at the guard "mmhmm and her guard looks a bit like you only… you are far more 'andsome" she puts her arm around him and smiles. He smiles down at her and kisses the top of her head.

Suddenly Regine’s phone rings she takes it out and sees that it’s Julien calling her she sends him voicemail and puts her phone away "sorry about zhat" she said and they continue looking at the art. A minute later her phone rings again she rolls her eyes and answers it hello, Julien is on the other end and speaks "Regine where are you" she respons slightly annoyed "I’m on a date vith Godric"… "Godric yells through the phone HIIIIIIII Julien". Julien glares at the phone and tries to maintain his composure he speaks to Regine "well we need you to rehearse, the concert is tomorrow". Regine nods "yes okay we’ll be there in 15 minutes" and she hangs up the phone putting it back in her purse. "Sorry we 'ave to cut our date short" she said walking back over to Godric. Godric smirked no problem "I can’t wait to hear your amazing voice" Regine smiled and they left the museum and drove to Regine’s house…
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Julien paced around the living room, wondering why Régine hadn’t returned yet, it was unlike her to ignore her responsibilities, no matter what she was always responsible and punctual.

“Julien, you’re going to burn a ‘ole in zhe carpet,” Katriane looked at him, sipping on a glass of fresh blood courtesy of Aimé.

He stopped and sighed, took out his phone and dialed her.
“I’m gonna call her,” he put the phone to his ear and two rings later he was sent to voicemail. He took a deep breath, trying not to lose his temper. Régine never ignored his calls, and he knew the reason she did this time was because of the insufferable bastard she was so infatuated with. He dialed her again, and was relieved when he heard Régine’s voice, though her annoyed tone saddened him.

“Bonjour,” she spoke.

“Mon amour, where are you?” Julien kept his tone sweet despite Régine’s slight indifference.

“I’m on a date vith Godric.”

“HIIIIIIII Julien!” He heard Godric yell, causing his eyes to go black before taking a deep breath, trying his hardest not to crush the phone in his hand.

“Well we need you to rehearse, the concert is tomorrow and there is no show without the star,” Julien tried to sound happy.

“Oui, d’accord, we’ll be there in 15 minutes.”

She hung up on him.

Julien looked at the phone for a moment before putting it in his pocket, it didn’t seem Morgan’s plan had started to work. Her words keep insisting rang in his head, he took a deep breath sitting down, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“I try so hard,” he spoke to Katriane, “so hard to show her how much I love her, I’ve been there with he through thick and thin, protected her; and in comes this Neanderthal, the worst thing to happen to all of us since Jon Luc, and sweeps her off her feet… Why does Régine always pick men who aren’t good for her?”

Katriane finished sipping on the blood and set the glass on the coffee table in front of her, she scoot over closer to Julien and hugged him.
“Monsieur Godric is not a bad man, he—“

Julien rolled his eyes.
“His entire family is a danger to us all; Godric wants to kill me, he killed your brother on a whim, his brother killed you, it’s only a matter of time before he turns Régine too. Don’t you see? We’re nothing but playthings to the Mikaelsons, and Godric is going to have Régine follow him around like a puppy, then leave her when he’s bored of her, just like he did with Morgan. Do you really want Régine to chase after a man who doesn’t want her for centuries? I wouldn’t do that,” he teared up, “I’d treat her like a queen for the rest of my existence, give her everything she could possibly want. I’m good for her, not him…”

Julien’s words struck a chord with Katriane, and suddenly she felt a bit uneasy with the idea of Godric Mikaelson. Not a word that Julien said was false, but she felt there was more to Godric than met the eye.
“I zhink…” she began, “you should let her figure out he’s not right for her on her own, if that is true.”

“Like I let her find out with Jon Luc after he beat the shit out of her?” Julien shook his head, “I can’t stand around and watch the love of my life get hurt again, Katriane, it would destroy me.”

Katriane nodded.
“And I understand, but Régine is hard headed vhen it comes to love, it’s just the way she is, and if she doesn’t hit rock bottom with him she’ll never learn, no matter how hard you try to show her… Just keep trying with her, but try not to rush her.”

Just then they heard Godric’s car pull up on the driveway, Julien stood straight and straightened his clothes before walking to the doo and smiling at Régine, resisting all urge to rush to the car and open the door for her, wanting to be patient and not cling to her.

He observed as Godric opened the door for her and helped her out, the smile on Régine’s face was of unmistakable happiness.

“Mon amour,” Julien took her hand and kissed it, trying not to scowl at the scent of Godric all over here, “we’ve missed you.”

Régine gave a small nod, her smile not fading.
“Vish I could say zhe same,” she giggled seeing Julien’s expression change, “I am just joking, Julien, it’s nice to be back ‘ome and back into zhe swing of zhings.”

Julien chuckled nervously.
“Oui…” he cleared his throat, “Séb and Aimé are upstairs setting up,” he moved out of the way to let Régine in, he looked at Godric and raised an eyebrow, “are you going to be joining us?”

“Yeah,” he pushed Julien aside causing him to growl low.

“Régine, ne pensez-vous pas que ce soit mieux s'il ne se joint pas à nous? Il pourrait être distrayant…” he looked at her.

Godric rolled his eyes.
“Je peux parler français, Julien.”

Julien bit the inside of his cheek, annoyed.

“Julien,” Régine walked to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, “I zhink I am professional enough to be able to rehearse undistracted.”

Julien nodded.
“Very well then,” he smiled softly before heading up the stairs.

Katriane picked up her glass and without saying a word she walked to the kitchen to wash it, Régine looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

“Sissy, are you alright?” She questioned.

Katriane nodded.
“Oui, I just zhink it vould be best if Monsieur Godric didn’t join us today,” she looked at him, “no offense.”

Godric blinked, confused, didn’t Katriane like him?
“None taken,” he tilted his head, “but may I ask why?”

“Vell,” Katriane shifted uncomfortable, “it is just zhat ever since you two became a zhing, you’ve been inseparable, and I vould like to ‘ave my sister to myself for a day, especially before a big day like tomorrow.”

He wasn’t convinced that was the reason behind her odd behavior, so he looked at Régine with kind eyes.
“Well, it’s your call luv. Should I stay or should I go?”

Régine thought for a moment.
“I vould like you to stay,” she looked at Katriane smiling, “I’ll make it up to you tonight, ve’ll go out for drinks, just you and me. Vhat do you zhink?

Katriane’s smile seemed a bit forced.
“Oui, I’d love zhat.”

Godric would have to question her later, but putting that to the back of his head they all headed upstairs to rehearse.

Morgan walked out of her office, feeling quite happy with herself. Tomorrow was the day of the concert, which meant tomorrow would be the day she’d have Régine moved out of her way. Lucienne would kill Régine, and she would kill Lucienne, no one would suspect a thing. After all, she could just say poor little Lucienne wanted to desperately to see her best friend, and she gave them some privacy, by the time she got back it was too late to stop the bloodshed, and in a fit of anger for the death of Godric’s beloved, she’d avenge her and remain a saint in the eyes of them all, and she’d be able to comfort Godric in his grief. It was brilliant, and no one would be able to prove her wrong, except for…

She took out her phone and dialed Jean, feeing content.

“Well if it isn’t the most beautiful witch in all of Louisiana,” Jean sounded happy to hear from her, “to what do I owe this honor?”

Morgan giggled.
“Oh Jean, always the charmer,” she gave a happy sigh, “I’ve called to let you know I’ve had a change of heart, I’ve decided to let Régine live, your voice kept buzzing in my head about doing the right thing.”

“I’m so happy you’ve decided to do what’s right,” Jean’s smile was audible, “perhaps we should celebrate?”

“What do you have in mind?” Morgan smirked.

“Something simple, perhaps? Like a row around the lake surrounded by candles, and wine, under the stars?”

She giggled.
“Sounds good to me.”

“I’ll pick you up later tonight, around eight.”

“See you then,” Morgan hung up, and looked around, wondering what Lucienne was up to.

She walked up the stairs but stopped half way having a vision.

She was at the dock of Virtus dei Est, the island she had acquired off the coast of England for herself and the Mikaelsons for their protection. There was a lot of shouting coming from deep within the forest, she ran towards the sound and saw a girl ready to be sacrificed; there were tears in her eyes, and upon seeing Morgan she began to scream for help…

Morgan blinked, holding on tight to the handrail so she wouldn’t fall; the look in that girl’s eyes, she couldn’t get it out of her mind…

With a shake of her head she continued to walk up the stairs, pushing all thoughts of the girl away, and focusing on finding Lucienne. She walked up to the bedroom door and knocked softly.


Morgan opened the door and looked at Lucienne whom was laying on the bed reading a book, she smiled at her.
“Tomorrow is the big day,” she walked in, “how are you feeling?”

Lucienne thought for a moment.
“Anxious, excited…” She closed the book and sat up to look at Morgan, “are you sure I’ll be able to do it?”

“I have no doubt,” Morgan sat on the edge of the bed, “tomorrow night you’ll tear her heart out, and you will finally know peace.”

“And I’ll be able to see Aimé?” Lucie looked hopeful.

Morgan nodded.
“You’ll see him on stage during the concert, after you kill Régine I’ll arrange for you two to meet.”

Lucienne smiled.
“Merci beaucoup, Madame Morgan, I don’t know how I’ll be able to repay you.”

“You can repay me by controlling yourself,” Morgan’s tone was stern, “I’m handing you Régine on a silver platter, you better control yourself during the festival, no killing, no acting on impulse. Got it?”

Lucienne nodded.

“Good,” Morgan smirked, “now come on, let’s go downstairs and get you some blood.”

“Thank you,” she smiled and they both headed downstairs.

“By the end,” Julien said twirling Régine, “I dip you,” he did so, “and we kiss,” he kissed Régine on the lips for what must have seemed like the 100th time during the hour they had rehearsed.

Godric tried his best to be mature, but the fact that Julien was constantly kissing his woman with the purpose of annoying him was finally getting to him. He was about to stand up when Sinclair pulled him back to his seat, Julien’s mouth twitched into a smirk with satisfaction.

“D’accord,” Régine nodded standing up straight, “ve should move on to the next song.”

“Are you sure?” Julien tilted his head, “we need to make sure everything is perfect.”

“Twirl, dip, kiss,” Régine chuckled, “I memorized it by zhe zhousandth time ve did it.”

Julien scratched the back of his head and nodded.
“Very well, which one shall we rehearse next?”

“Save me, for zhe closing, in memory of Lucienne,” Régine replied.

“Alright,” Julien looked at Aimé and nodded, he played the track and they all got into position, Julien held Régine close by the waist.

“Oi Julien,” Sinclair quipped, “you’re trying to seem close, not look like you’re trying to knock her up.”

“Why do you mind your business, Thibault?” Julien glared at him.

“Sin is right, Julien,” Régine pushed him back softly, “zhat is too close for comfort.”

Godric appeared content with Régine.

“Mon amour, this is how we’ve always done it,” Julien looked at her, “it’s because he’s here, isn’t it?”

Régine took a deep breath.
“’ow about ve take a break?”

“Fine,” Julien rolled his eyes and walked downstairs.

Katriane and Sébastiene stayed in the same close position, arms wrapped around each other. Kat smiled and kissed him deeply, unable to control herself she bit his lip drawing blood. He winced and she took a step back wide eyed.

“Wow, sissy,” Régine’s eyebrows raised upon seeing Séb’s bleeding lip, “don’t be so rough on zhe poor man,”she chuckled.

Kat chuckled nervously.
“Désolé, I cannot control myself around ‘im,” desperate to change the subject she looked at Aimé, “’ave you called Cressida about zhe plan?”

“Plan?” Régine looked at Aimé, “vhat plan?”

“Vell,” Aimé smiled, a bit nervous, “seeing as I vill be the only one on stage vithout a partner, I decided I’m going to ‘ave Cressida join me.”

Régine smiled.
“Do you zhink she’ll accept?”

“I sure hope so…” Aimé grinned, “I’m not going to tell he though, I vant it to be on the spot.”

“Oh, how romantic,” Régine looked at Godric, “’ow do you zhink she’ll react?”

Godric thought to himself she'll be terrified, Cree never was one for the spotlight.  But he spoke with a half-smile.
“I think she would enjoy that very much.”

Aimé relaxed and smiled brightly.

Julien walked back upstairs, Godric’s mood soured once more.
“I believe that was enough of a break, oui?” He smiled, “let’s keep going, we missed a lot of rehearsal days.”

Régine kissed Godric, causing Julien to roll his eyes, before heading back to position and rehearsing again.

They rehearsed for hours until the late night, how Godric was able to keep calm during all of it was surprising even to him. But that didn’t matter, right now Régine was in his arms as they cuddled on the sofa watching a movie, covered by a blanket. He stroked her hair as he listened to her heart beat, not really focusing on what was on the screen.

“Do you zhink we’ll be okay tomorrow?” She asked before giving a small yawn.

Godric smiled and kissed her forehead.
“I think you’ll do brilliant.”

“Aimé!” Katriane could be heard upstairs, “ve can all ‘ear you, and ve really vish ve couldn’t!”

“Désolé!” Aimé shouted back.

Régine giggled.
“Sure seems like Aimé and Cressida are getting along, hm?”

Godric closed his eyes, not really wanting that mental picture.
“Seems like it,” he chuckled before holding her closer to him.

“I’m ‘appy for zhem,” Régine’s eyes slowly shut, “Aimé de…” she yawned, “deserves love again…”

He smiled looking down at Régine as she drifted to sleep, he rested her head atop of hers and nodded.
“You do too,” he whispered, knowing very well she couldn’t hear him. He held her close to him and looked up at the ceiling, thinking now was the best time to talk to Katriane.

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Godric slowly and carefully crept out from under Regine and made his way upstairs toward Katriane’s room He knocked on her door and waited a moment before a voice on the other end responded “oui entrer” Godric opened the door and saw Katriane sitting on the bed and Seb in the chair nearby “Monsieur Godric can I ‘elp you vith something” Seb sat up more alert as Godric stood in the doorway. Godric cleared his throat “I was wondering if I could have a word with you…in private” he stared at Seb Katriane blinked rather surprised oh vell um she also glanced at Seb who shifted uncomfortably in his seat before nodding and getting up he slowly left the room. “I’ll be in the kitchen if you need anything” he said as he walked out.

Kat sat up on the bed looking at Godric curiously “is something the matter monsieur Godric? Godric stood against the wall and thought for a moment before speaking “have I done something to upset you?” Katriane blinked caught off guard by this totally unexpected question she replied “non you ‘ave not vhat makes you ask that?” Godric looks at her “well earlier when Genie and I were together you suggested that I leave as though you didn’t trust me around her why would that be?” Katriane blushed and looked down “vell It’s just zhat so much ‘as ‘appened in such a short amount of time and I guess I feel zhat it’s because you and Regine spend so much time together.” Godric nodded “I see you think that it’s my fault all this stuff happened to you” Katriane looked up “vell it kind of is your fault you and your family you killed my little brother my brother killed me and…I just don’t want my sister getting hurt” Katriane said quietly waiting for a response.

Godric stood silently for a moment before walking over to Katriane he spoke softly “I love your sister, I love her more than I’ve loved anyone for centuries and I would never ever hurt her. I’ve already given my world that I will do everything in my power to keep her safe and my word Katriane is my bond.” “I do not wish to turn Regine if that is what you are afraid of, her light her humanity her goodness that is why I love her the fact that she can see inside me what I thought had been lost for centuries well…I don’t want that to go away”. “Now as for you I am sorry for what happened I truly am it was not my intention to involve you in any of this.” My brother did what he thought he had to do protect our family even though he was mistaken” “And as for your brother I will admit that what I did to Sinclair was out of impulse but I do not regret turning him, I gave him a choice which is far more than I was offered when I was turned and I believe that with proper training he will become a fine vampire”.

Katriane sat and listened to Godric absorbing every word her heart fluttered upon hearing how much he cared for her sister, and how much of an influence she had on him when he had finished speaking she spoke to him “many people have claimed to love my sister she ‘as been through a lot and deserves all zhe happiness in the world. If you truly love her you must prove it not through words but through actions show her how much you love her.” Godric nodded alright I will you have my word. Katriane looked at him “and your word is your bond?” Godric nods yes it is. Katriane smiles alright zhat is good to hear thank you. “Well if that’s all you wanted to talk about”—she was cut off actually Godric said “there was one other thing Julien he’s been extra annoying to me lately you wouldn’t happen to know anything about that would you has he mentioned anything, talked to you about me and Genie?” Katriane shook her head non nothing that I can recall he’s always been clingy and possessive of Regine I vouldn’t read too much into it.” Godric nodded his head thinking deeply alright thanks I’m glad we had this little chat”. Katriane nodded “as am I”, Godric turned around Bon nuit Katriane I’ll see you in the morning Katriane nodded Bon nuit monsieur Godric. Godric exited the room and walked into the hallway he closed his eyes and thought deeply “that bastard must have planted something in Kat’s head for her to mistrust me well his plans didn’t work and I’m still in good with everyone.”

Godric took out his phone I should check on my little witch he dialed Stella but there was no answer he looked at his phone squinting he then called Davina and after several rings he answered “what is it we’re busy” Godric smirked Stella didn’t pick up and I wanted to know how everything was going. Davina scoffed “well after you dropped her off here and ignored her for two days she focused entirely on practicing and like you said she’s a natural.” Godric smiled and thought “I knew I made the right decision in sparing her”, he spoke to Davina “so what have you taught her so far” well Davina said “the basics what the elders taught me when I was still learning” “she’s done the fire spell, aneurysm spell, force spell, bone breaking, neck snapping she’s learning how to perform a boundary spell right now then after that I’ll teach her about locator spells”. Godric tilted his head slightly impressed “amazing she learned all that is such a short amount of time”. “May I speak with her?” A moment of silence and then Stella spoke hello? Godric smirked” hello my little witch her frown was audible “oh look who decided to see if I was alive” Godric rolled his eyes and tried to keep his tone positive “yes I know I haven’t checked up on you lately I’ve been busy but I have something that might make it up to you” Stella was silent for a moment “yeah I’m listening” “there’s gonna be a concert tomorrow in the quarter how would you like to attend.” “What kind of a concert” Stella asked slightly interested. “”Well it’s a French band they’re famous all across Europe Belle Morte.

Stella thought for a moment “the name sounds familiar, alright what the hell but you have to pick me up none of that send a driver crap and it better not be lame” Godric chuckled alright and I promise it won’t be lame” I’ll see you tomorrow ok pick you up at 5 o’clock Stella nodded deal and you’d better not be late” she said before handing the phone back to Davina “well you sure picked one hell of a witch to adopt”. Godric smirked you know I like em fire Davina laughed oh yes I’m well aware she said before hanging up and getting back to Stella. Godric shook his head “well another thing I have to deal with tomorrow the list just keeps on growing”. Godric turned around to see Sin standing there watching him He tilted his head “well don’t you look like a creepy bugger”. Sin stared unamused whose Stella he asked suspiciously Godric laughed easy mate Stella is a 16 year old witch that I’m helping alright that’s all.” Sin seemed to relax a bit. “And why are you helping her he asked.” Godric walked over to and then passed him let’s just say I owe her and I make good on my debts. What exactly do you owe her for Godric turned around mildly annoyed with all the questions I killed her mother slit her throat then ripped her heart out now if you’re done with all the questions I have other things to do. And as for you, you should be practicing. Sin looked at him confused “practicing what”? Godric turned around with blinding speed and made like he was gonna hit Sin causing him to flinch and fall back. “If you want a shot at my niece you’re gonna need to grow a pair and train, hone your new skills she wouldn’t have even blinked had I done that to her.” Sin nodded and got back up “how do you suggest I train you haven’t exactly been helping me” Godric thought for a moment and broke into a huge grin I have a friend runs a gym out of an old church in the quarter after the concert I’ll introduce you two” Godric started walking down and yelled back his name’s Marcel.

Godric walked back into the den and saw Regine stirring on the couch he walked over to her and placed his hand on her cheek causing her to relax she opened her eyes and smiled seeing him staring down at her. Godric smiled back “hello gorgeous” Regine sat up and pulled him onto the couch where have you been she said as she hugged him tightly Godric smiled “I had to make a call I’m picking someone up tomorrow for the concert.” Regine looked up at him “oh are you bringing a date?” Godric chuckled as a matter of fact… he saw Regine’s reaction and laughed “no luv I’m not it’s my friend’s niece Stella she’s 16 and is visiting so I thought I’d take her to the concert I hope you don’t mind” Oh Regine laughed with him no that’s fine she snuggled against him and he rested his head on top of hers “you know this would be much more comfortable if we went upstairs Regine smiled oh but I don’t know if I can make it all the way up there Godric chuckled and lifted her up with ease then I’ll just have to carry you he said before kissing her deeply as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Godric looked into her eyes and whispered “I love you”, Regine blushed and whispered back “I love you too.” Godric took her upstairs and into her room where they both expressed how much they loved each other.
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Isabela walked into the house looking cheery as ever.
“Bonjour everyone!” She exclaimed in high spirits, “are you all ready for today?”

Katriane took a sip of blood from her thermos and nodded.
“Ready as ve’ll ever be,” she gave a small smile.

“Oh, is zhat coffee?” Isabela got closer.

“Non,” Kat took a step back, “but I can brew some for you.”

“Merci, mon bebe,” she smiled, “black please.”

“On it,” Katriane quickly made her way to the kitchen.

Isabela looked at Julien whom sat grumpily on the couch.
“Ça va, Julien?”

Julien tried to smile.
“Ça va bien, Isabela.”

She nodded.
“Vhere is my daughter?”

Julien’s small faded and he sank deeper into the couch.
“She’s in her room.”

“Merci,” Isabela walked over to Régine’s room and opened the double doors, “bonj—Oh mon Dieu!” She exclaimed and gasped.

Julien got up eager to see Isabela’s horrified face, but all he could see was her blushing face and a glimpse of Régine’s and Godric’s naked bodies, making him scowl.

Régine quickly covered herself with her blanket, Isabela however had her eyes on Godric’s assets, covering her mouth to hide her amused smile.
“Mama!” She exclaimed covering Godric up as well.

“I’m sure zhe two of you slept well,” Isabela said looking away slightly embarrassed, but her smile not leaving her face.

“What’s going on?” Dion asked entering the house, “I heard Isa—“ He stopped seeing Godric and Régine in bed, clearly naked under the covers. “What is the meaning of this?!”

“Oh hush, Dion,” Isabela pushed him away from the door, “let’s give them a chance to get ready,” she closed the doors behind her.

Godric chuckled.
“Morning,” he smirked at Régine.

She looked at him, clearly still embarrassed. She chuckled and kissed him.

Godric grinned and kissed her back, shifting so he was now on top of her, his manhood fully erect pressed up against her. Régine wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, he grabbed her legs and placed them around his waist.

“Godric,” she whispered, “my parents are out zhere.”

“They can wait,” he kissed her neck making Régine melt, she said nothing but simply nodded giving in to him.

“It’s disgraceful,” Julien shook his head, everyone gathered in the living room , “I would never disrespect your daughter like that.”

“I’m going to have a talk with that young man,” Dion was clearly angry, this pleased Julien, “he’s corrupting my daughter.”

“You’re overreacting, Dion,” Isabela rolled her eyes, “it’s not like she’s a child, she is a grown woman.”

“She is my child!” Dion glared at the doors to Régine’s room.

“She deserves better,” Julien nodded, “a man who will respect her and not just want to get in her pants like him, someone who would wait until marriage and treat her like a queen.”

“Monsieur Godric is a good man,” Katriane shot a look to Julien so he’d shut up, “’e respects ‘er, ‘e loves ‘er, but you can’t expect zhem not to do anything papa, it is unrealistic.”

“Sébastiene waited for you to be married before he did anything,” Dion looked at his eldest daughter, “you two dated for years before that happened.”

Sébastiene sat there quiet, sipping his coffee.

“Right?” Dion looked at him.

“Uhm…” Sébastiene was uncomfortably.

“Papa, ve ‘ad sex after our second date,” Katriane rolled her eyes, Séb nearly choked on his drink, “and every day after zhat.”

“Not like that’s happening anymore…” Sébastiene muttered to himself, having been deprived of pleasure ever since Katriane was turned.

Kat sighed.

“Times change, papa,” Sinclair shrugged, “we aren’t as conservative as your generation is.”

“It’s not about being conservative!” Dion stood, “it’s about following the word of God!” He began to walk over to Régine’s room but Sinclair stopped him.

Sin looked into his father’s eyes.
“You will accept what Régine and Godric do on their time alone, and you will not hold it against either of them. Understood?”

Dion nodded and turned around.
“Whatever they do is not my business, you’re all right,” he smiled and sat down next to his wife.

Julien squinted at Sinclair, Sin smirked sitting back down.

Katriane looked at her brother, still not comfortable with the fact that he could so shamelessly compel his father without a second thought.

A few minutes later Régine and Godric walked out of the room, Régine still looking a bit embarrassed, Julien hated the satisfied look on both their faces.

“Bonjour,” Régine smiled.

Isabela giggled.
“Bonjour,” she gave a nod, “ve’re behind on schedule, let’s all go ‘ave breakfast and zhen ve need to go to zhe fittings for tonight.”

“Alright,” Régine nodded, “let me just get ready,” she walked off to take care of herself and came back a few minutes later. “I’m ready.”

Everyone stood, except for Aimé who was too engrossed on his phone, smiling at his screen and typing away.

“Aimé?” Dion raised an eyebrow.

“Oh,” Aimé looked up at him, “oui?”

“We’re going out for breakfast,” Isabela looked at him.

“Ah,” he stood, scratching the back of his head, he chuckled, “pardon.”

“You sure seem ‘appy,” Isabela ruffled his hair, “good for you.”

“Right,” Julien nodded, and looked at Godric, “well, we’ll see you later,” he took Régine’s hand to walk out with her, but Régine pulled away from him.

“Vhat do you mean, Julien? Godrc is coming vith us,” she walked back to Godric and wrapped her arms around him.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Julien looked at Isabela, “correct me if I’m wrong, Isabela, but isn’t this a Belle Morte only breakfast?”

“Oh, non,” Isabela smiled at Godric, “’e can join us.”

Julien bit the inside of his cheek.
“Great,” he walked out angrily to Régine’s car.

Régine kissed Godric’s cheek and smiled.
“Come on, let’s go.”

They all got into their respective cars and drove down to the French Quarter, which was busier than usual due to the music festival,  tourists from across the country and around the globe had arrived in New Orleans to watch. And along with tourists were the paparazzi, hoping to get their snap of the events headliners.

Katriane, whom rode in Régine’s car along with Julien, Sébastiene and Aimé, looked nervous.
“I’m not sure if I can do zhis.”

“Of course you can,” Julien took his mind off Régine for a moment, he smiled at Katriane, “we’ve been through this before, you proved yourself with the caterer, you have control you’re just too afraid.”

She took a deep breath and nodded.
“You are right…”

They all parked in front of Café Fleur De Lis and walked out of the cars, the paparazzi went into a frenzy trying to take pictures of them, pushing people out of the way to get their snaps, Godric put on his sunglasses so he could not be recognized in the pictures.

One woman was shoved and had her big floppy hat nearly knocked away from her, during the confusion she dropped her phone, which Godric noticed and grabbed, he tapped the sunglassed woman on the shoulder.
“Excuse me, miss, you dropped this.”

The woman snatched her phone away, her tone was acidic.
“Fuck off, prick, I’m busy,” she lowered her hat and walked away, pushing past the paparazzi.

Godric stared as she walked away, thinking her voice was strangely familiar, but his thoughts were interrupted when Régine took his hand and posed with him for a few pictures, then they all walked into the restaurant, leaving the paparazzi behind snapping pictures of them through the window.

Régine smiled.
“I ‘ad forgotten ‘ow much I missed zhat.”

“Welcome back to the spotlight, my love,” Julien grinned.

The host sat them at a large booth, away from the cameras, and they began to chat excitedly about the preparations for the night, Godric thinking back to the woman’s voice trying to figure out where he’d heard it before…

Walking through the French Quarter, Nikoyalevna felt a tad bit uneasy.
I can’t make a scene with all these people here, can’t afford for people to get hurt… She sighed, but I need to keep trying to find Drauf… She looked at herself through the glass of one of the shops, her long dress and leather jacket, big floppy hat and large sunglasses, her overdrawn lips and fake beauty mark were enough to make herself unrecognizable from her enemies; she had no reason to feel anxious but in the back of her mind she was paranoid, thinking her cover could be blown at any moment.

She took out her phone and dialed her assistant, Alia.

It only took half a ring for Alia to answer.
“Hallo, meine kleiner Fuchs,” her smile was audible, “I’ve missed you.”

Nikki smirked.
“Hey beautiful,” she looked around, feeling like she was being observed, she began to walk, “sorry I haven’t called for a while, I’ve been busy.”

“Have you found Godric yet?”

Nikki’s smile fell.
“Meine Blume, what have I told you about saying his name on the phone? This is a secure line but you never know who might hack in.”

“Es tut mir Leid…” She went quiet for a moment, typing could be heard on her side, “no one overheard.”

“Good,” Nikki smiled once more, “no, I—“

Suddenly a group of paparazzi swarmed around her, pushing her knocking her phone out of her hand, she cussed and looked around, unable to find it. She felt someone tap her shoulder and she turned to see a tall man hiding behind dark shades.

“Excuse me, miss, you dropped this,” he said to her handing her the phone.

Nikki’s anxiety skyrocketed with all that was going around her, her vision blurred slightly from fear, the flashing cameras weren’t helping; she grew angry.
“Fuck off, prick, I’m busy,” her tone was acidic, she snatched the phone from him and lowered her hat, pushing past the paparazzi.

“Meine Fuchs, are you there?” Alia sounded alarmed.

“Ja,” Nikki took a deep breath, “there’s a music festival today and people are going crazy,” she looked behind her, still feeling like she was being watched, “I think someone’s following me, but I can’t see who…”

“Hide,” Alia’s voice was pleading.

“No, I need to stay within the crowds, nobody would dare make a scene today,” Nikki walked over to a bench to sit and observe, “how’s Sweeden?”

“Cold, lonely…” Alia sighed, “wish you were here to keep me warm.”

Nikki grinned at those words.
“If I don’t find Drauf within a week I’ll go visit you, I’ll make sure to keep you warm.”

“And if you do find him?”

Nikki bit the inside of her cheek and thought for a moment.
“I’ll hold up the end of my bargain, turn you, and let you live your life.”

Alia went silent for a moment.
“Suddenly that doesn’t sound as grand as when we first met.”

“Meine Blume, I told you from the start th—“

“I know,” Alia interrupted her, “I was just hoping that after all these years you’d change your mind, that perhaps I could have pushed Dinah from your thoughts.”

Nikki closed her eyes, every memory of Dinah flashed back to her, most prominently when she drained her of blood inside the gas chamber in Auschwitz.
“Nobody could ever make me forget Dinah, not even you.” She hung up and put her phone in her pocket, now deep in thought, remembering her fiancé Dinah, and their daughter whom she assumed was dead…

She stood and ran to an empty alley, not wanting to attract attention to herself, and began to hurt herself; scratching her face, punching her stomach, pulling her hair, crying Dinah’s name over and over.

The personal assault continued until she was tackled by someone.
“Hey!” A man said, pinning her to the wall with impressive strength.

“LET ME GO!” She screamed at him.

“Hey, it’s alright, calm down,” the man’s voice was calm.

Nikki looked at him, her eyes widened.

He blinked.

Nikki took off her hat and her sunglasses, her watered eyes inspected his features.
“Oh mein Gott, it is you.”

“Nikki?!” Marcel smiled and hugged her tight, “you’re alive! Well, sort of.”

Nikki hugged him back, giving a relieved chuckle.
“I haven’t seen you since ’41! What are you doing here?!”

Marcel pulled back and smiled at her.
“I live here, I run the city pretty much.”

“Big shot, eh?” Nikki smiled brightly, “how long had you been following me for?”

“A while, ever since I got word that there was a troublemaker in town, had to keep my eye on you to make sure you didn’t destroy anything.”

Nikki chuckled.
“Considering everything that’s happened during the decades, you did good to assume I would.”

“Well,” Marcel smirked, “how about we go have a drink and we can catch up then?”

“You had me at drink,” she grinned, and putting back her sunglasses and hat on, they walked over to Rousseau's.

Classical music filled the air as Morgan wrote in her journal about the previous day, just like she did every morning; everything from the weather, the people, the places, what she ate, what she drank, things she said, things people said, her visions, etc. Everything was written down in journals every day for the past 500 years in perfect detail.

Alessandra kept her company, looking through the 500 volumes of journals, more specifically to the years of her childhood.
July 15th, 1995. Alessandra had said her first word, much to my chagrin her first word was Ric, you take care of her every day of her life and the name she remembers is her baby sitter’s, if I tell Godric he’ll never let me hear the end of it, so I won’t.” Lessy laughed, “did you really never tell him?”

Morgan lifted her gaze from her writing, smirking.
“Of course not, his ego would have exploded, would have rubbed it in my face that he was your favorite.”

Lessy rolled her eyes and giggled.
“You know you’re my favorite, mum.”

“Damn right I am,” Morgan began to write once more, smiling.

Alessandra put the 1995 tome back in the shelf, and picked up the one from 1997.
April 25th, 1997. I gave Alessandra some finger paints and a large easel, as an experiment to see what she would come up with, I was pleasantly surprised to see that her fine motor skills had greatly improved as I saw her paint what strongly resembled my face. Once done she looked up at me and pushed it towards me, I picked her up proudly and asked her who that was, her reply made me feel happy and emotional when in her small voice she said “ma-ma!” in one of celebration, I playfully blew on her cheek and placing her pain stained hands on my face she giggled loudly. I constantly thank God for allowing me to be her mother, moments like these make my eternity worthwhile.” Lessy looked over at the wall where Morgan hung some of her artwork, at the very center was the painting she had written about, she smiled. “It’s a horrible painting, don’t know why you bothered to hang it up.”

Morgan looked at it and smiled.
“I think it’s beautiful, the first gift my baby girl gave to me, I’ll never get rid of it.”

Lessy shook her head, smiling softly, and put the tome back, she looked at one she had ignored her entire life, 1994, slowly she reached out for it.

“Alessandra,” Morgan’s tone was soft.

“I can take it,” Lessy reassured her, “I promise.”

Morgan put her pen down and sat back in her throne, observing Alessandra as she took the journal and flipped through its pages, not wanting her to be overcome with sadness.

June 8th, 1994. Today I met a woman named Irene Vazquez, she was three months pregnant but she didn’t know this yet, she came to me distraught, she had lost her job and home and everything else she had because of her drug addiction, she came to me asking me if I could do a reading for her with the last $35 she had to her name, asking me if the soldier she had fallen in love with three months prior would come back and take care of her as he had promised.

I pitied her, and instead of taking her money I offered she live with me, but only if she’d stop doing drugs for the sake of her unborn child. Upon hearing those words she broke down to cry, afraid of the damage she would have done to her baby with her substance abuse. She accepted my offer, and I gave her a job at the store so she could turn her life around…
” Lessy blinked and looked at Morgan, “so if she was so worried, and you tried getting her life back together, what happened?”

Morgan took a deep breath.
“Turn to September 17.”

Lessy gave a nod and flipped through the pages, and found the journal entry along with a folded piece of paper.
September 17th, 1994. I awoke today to find Irene had left during the early hours, there was a note at the breakfast table written in hurried scribbles…” Alessandra took the paper and unfolded it, her hairs stood on end, for the first time seeing a physical piece of memory from her mother, she read it silently to herself.


Words are not enough to express how thankful I am for all you’ve done for me, but I’ve been feeling trapped these past few months and I can’t take it anymore, I need to leave, I need to free you of my burden, I am not worthy of your kindness. Perhaps some day we’ll meet again, if I’ve turned my life around, and you’ll be able to see little Liliana. I’ll tell her about you, how a kind witch from England tried to save me from a life I clinged to, and hopefully I’ll tell her how you helped me overcome my demons.


Alessandra stared at the note for a moment, silent.
“So…” she slowly began, “if she left, when did you adopt me?”[/i]

Morgan remembered the note vividly, though she had not read it for 21 years, tears pooled in her eyes.
“Skip to your birthday.”

Lessy was nervous, but she flipped the pages to nearly the end of the journal, there was another folded note.
December 14th, 1994. On the late afternoon I heard the doorbell ring, I didn’t need to see who it was to know it was Irene, I had seen this in a vision many weeks ago. I walked to the door and opened it, first thing I saw was a car speed off, and at my feet a bundle of blankets and the cry of a newborn baby. I unwrapped the infant and saw the most delicate and precious thing I’d ever layed eyes on, crying and shaking violently from drug withdrawal, it was Irene’s newborn child. I quickly brought her inside and noticed there was a note folded similar to the one months ago, written in the same hurried scribble.” Lessy took a deep breath and unfolded it, she noticed the ink had run and it was stained with what she figured were tears, she read this one out loud.


I can’t do this, I’m not ready, I thought I was but I’m not. The moment she was born I could see the effects my idiocy had on Liliana, the way she shook, I knew it was because of all the shit I’d done. The hospital was going to call the police but I took her and ran, as I write this note I am on my way to your home to leave her at your doorstep. I don’t deserve her, I don’t deserve anyone nor anything. I am a waste, I am nothing.

In the months I stayed with you I learned about what you were, I knew you could not have children of your own. I could see how your eyes lit up whenever we spoke of Liliana, and I know you would love her more than I ever could. I leave her in your care, and when she’s older, tell her I’m sorry I couldn’t be who I had to be for her.


Lessy sat down, so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t realize tears ran down her face.
“Did you—“ she cleared her throat, her voice had broken, “did you try looking for her?”

Morgan nodded.
“I did, tried a locating spell and everything.”


Morgan looked down.
“I couldn’t find her. She killed herself that day, overdosed.”

Lessy looked at her mother in disbelief, and without warning she began to sob. Morgan cradled her and rocked her, kissing her forehead like she did when Alessandra was small after a nightmare. She didn’t say anything, she only let her daughter cry in her arms. Lessy clung to her, sobbing into her chest. A few minutes later she began to calm down, holding her mother tight.

“Mum?” She sniffled.

“Yes, my darling?” Morgan kissed the top of her head.

“I'm glad Irene passed me on to you,” she looked into Morgan’s indigo eyes, “I don't think there's a better mum than you out there."

Morgan hugged her tight and rocked her softly.
“Things always happen for a reason, love. The reason this all happened was because God wanted you to be my daughter, I’m sure of it,” she smiled softly though she cried as well, “you are my life’s biggest blessing, my most valuable treasure, you’re the reason I continue to live, you make me whole.”

“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” Lessy sniffled and looked up at Morgan, smiling softly, “I’d be so lost, when I saw Kol nearly rip your heart out I felt like my entire world would crumble. I love you, mum.”

“I love you more, Alessandra,” Morgan kissed the top of her head, “now, how about we leave the past where it belongs, and we go out for some ice cream?”

Lessy chuckled.
“The tear remedy.”

“Worked like a charm when you were little, works like a charm now,” Morgan smiled.

“Alright,” Lessy dried her tears, chuckling, “let’s go.”

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Godric walked into the the Café Fleur De Lis with Genie deep in thought trying to figure out why that women’s voice sounded so familiar. When suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a hand caressing his cheek “something bothering you mon amour”? Godric looked down at Regine who in turned stared up at him quizzically he smiled at her “no luv everything is perfect” he kisses her forehead causing her to smile and they both continue walking to the booth and sliding inside with the others. A waitress arrived and took their orders once she left they all began talking excitedly about the preparations for tonight. Regine smiled and spoke “it’s been so long since my last fitting I hope all of my old costumes fit”. “Oh sweetheart you won’t have to worry about that I’ve designed all new wardrobes for all of you” Isabella said smiling. Genie beamed at her mother “ooh knowing you mama zhey’re absolutely stunning”. “Oui only zhe best for mon bebe”.

Dion smirked “I’ve also added more security no telling what type of hooligans will show up tonight”. Katriane shook her head smirking “oh papa zhere are no hooligans in the French quarter”. “Of course there are why I saw several news stories and an article about some crazy person spraying graffiti all over the town it must be some sort of gang activity because it’s all the message Drauf”. Isabela nodded in agreement and looked at Regine “sweetheart didn’t you write an article about something similar happening.” Regine nodded “oui Godric and I vere at zhe cinema when a man wrote zhe same message in blood all over zhe wall”. “See that is exactly why we need the extra security such a big event is bound to attract the undesirables”. Regine nodded slowly “I suppose you’re right we don’t want anything to ruin our big comeback I just wish I knew what this Drauf thing was they’re all obsessed with maybe then we’d have a better understanding as to why they’re doing this”. Julien spoke up “perhaps they’re devil worshipers and this Drauf is they’re unholy lord, I mean there are a bunch of so called witches in the quarter perhaps they practice voodoo and make sacrifices to this thing either way it doesn’t seem to have a positive meaning”. Julien looked over at Godric smirking smugly while Godric stared at him unaffected thinking “what a childish bitch ass”.

Godric wrapped his arm around Regine and spoke “the witches that live around here worship nature and strive to practice peaceful and positive magic also Drauf is German for wolf so it has absolutely nothing to do with that also for someone claiming to be so worldly and well versed that’s an novicely ignorant conclusion to draw.” Godric smiled at Julien as he glared hatefully back having been bested again. Dion nodded “ah yes I remember now when I was dealing with some fellow down in Brussels he had a painting of a large black wolf called it a Draufgänger”. “Magnificent beast’s wolves are so noble so wise incredible”. “I couldn’t agree with you more Dion Godric” said his grin widening. Julien had to concentrate immensely so as not to cause a scene in front of Dion and Isabela excuse me I need to use the restroom he slide out of the booth and made his way toward the back of the restaurant. He walked into the bathroom then and splashed water onto his face he looked into the mirror and his eyes had shifted “damn that pompous arrogant bastard it’s taken me years YEARS to get in good with Regine’s parents and this son of a bitch just waltzes in and woos them in an afternoon. AHHH” he punched the mirror shattering it he looks at his hand cut and bleeding and watches as it heals in seconds a man in one of the stalls comes out upon hearing all the commotion “hey buddy are you …” he stops horrified upon seeing Julien’s face Julien sighs shaking his head “my friend you are oh so very unlucky he darts towards the man who attempts to scream for help but is silenced when Julien places his hand across his mouth and begins to drain him of all his blood the blood dripping onto the floor as he feeds savagely.” He pulls away gasping his mouth full of blood and lets go of the man who drops to the ground with a thud hitting his head on the toilet seat “damn didn’t realize how much of a mess I made” he pushes the man further into the stall and uses his coat to wipe up the blood then locks the stall and heads back to the sink to clean himself up.

Back at the table Godric and Dion continued to talk about the various places they had visited Dion warming up to him with their shared interests of liquor, traveling and  expensive cars. “So Godric what kind of cars do you like” Dion asked as he poured himself some juice “well I’ve always been a fan of the classics one of my favorites is the 67 impala”. Dion smiled “ahh a man with impeccable tastes” Godric smirked “of course that’s why I was drawn to your daughter” he said kissing Regine’s hand causing her to blush. “But I won’t shy away from a fast modern day car like the new 2017 Lamborghini Aventador”. “Very good my boy I’ve been thinking about getting that one myself I love the curves on it and…” Godric’s phone rang he thought “crap why now can’t I have one fucking day” he smiled politely taking out his phone “I’m so sorry but I really need to take this” he kissed Regine’s cheek and excused himself from the table he picked up his phone and poke harshly into the receiver “what is it” Klaus’ smirk could be heard through the phone “did I interrupt something important brother” “yes you did” Godric said clearly annoyed “now what do want”? “Well Elijah and Rebekah wanted to know if you’re coming with us to the festival or if you were gonna go with your girlfriend”. Godric shook his head “I’ll meet you lot there I have some business that I need to take care of beforehand I’ll be home in a bit then I’ll be off try not ruin anything like you did last time.”

Klaus smirked even wider “If I’m remembering correctly it was you who attacked me” Godric glared at the phone because you killed my girlfriend’s sister”. Klaus shrugged “details details not like she didn’t have it coming anyway we’ll see you when you get home” he hung up the phone and Godric sighed shaking his head. He called up Stella the phone rang twice before she answered “hello?” Godric smiled “hello my little witch I’m reminding you about the concert tonight” Stella smiled “yeah I remember I also remember you promising me that it’s gonna be amazing” Godric nodded “yes it will be I’ll be at your place in a few hours to pick you up ok” Stella nodded “ok just don’t be late I hate being kept waiting” Godric smirked and hung up the phone.

Suddenly Julien walked out of the bathroom fixing his hair and straightening his shirt Godric could smell the fresh blood causing him to smile “oh my looks like someone had a little accident”. Julien glared “shut up dick” and tried to walk past Godric. “Oh come now Julie don’t be that way not my fault everyone loves me more than you”. Godric enjoying the hate Julien shows him. Julien turns around trying desperately to keep his composure just because you have everyone wrapped around your finger don’t think you’ve won. Godric tilts his head “that’s not what’s making me think I’ve won me beating you at every turn is what’s making me think I’m winning, and from the reaction your giving me you sense it too.” he said mockingly “Genie loves me far more than she’s ever even liked you” Julien could feel himself slipping Godric started walking away back towards the booth “and she shows me just how much she loves me every single chance she gets like this morning for instance when I was the one sleeping naked next to her.” This remark caused Julien to lose it abandoning all restraint he turned around and ran towards Godric attempting to punch him in front of everyone Godric quickly turned around grabbing Julien’s fist smirking ever so slightly he twisted Julien around knocking him to his knees Godric leaned in and whispered in his ear “check” Sin stood up instinctively seeing his sire being attacked by that slimily little toe rag and moved over to defend him.

Regine yelled “Julien what’s gotten into you” Godric let go of Julien causing him to drop to the floor he looked up at the everyone looking down on him  and stood slowly he cleared his throat “I’m…I’m sorry everyone I” he spoke through gritted teeth lost my temper excuse me he left the restaurant. Regine looked at Godric I am so sorry that happened she hugged him tightly Dion shook his head “that boy is always losing his temper he’ll never get ahead in life until he learns how to control it better he turned to look at Godric well but you my boy handled it brilliantly fast reflexes and complete control, where did you learn to do that?” “Oh um I took a couple of self-defense classes Godric smirked”. “Well it seems you got your money’s worth” Dion said smiling clapping him on the back “now let’s get back to our earlier conversation” Godric looked over at Regine and smiled  he took her hand and pulled her in closely to him as they walked back over to the booth.

About an hour later everybody was getting ready to leave. Godric checked his phone there was still a few hours before the concert and he has some other things to do. He turned to Regine and smiled “listen luv I’ve got to take care of some business but I’ll see you at the concert in a few hours.” Regine nodded “ok I’ll miss see you tonight don’t be late” you they both kissed and Godric got into his car and drove back to the compound. “Well that went far better than I had expected” he said getting out of the car he walked inside the house to his siblings getting ready “OI I’m” home they kept doing what they were doing and he grinned to himself Rebekah noticed him and ran over. “Ric good you’re here what the bloody hell is the dress code for this thing?” Godric laughed as if a dress code has ever stopped you from outshining every poor girl who shows up anywhere”. Rebekah smirked you’re right I’ll just do what I normally do and slay. Godric nodded “and if you could keep the slaying to the outfits I would greatly appreciate that” he yelled out “THAT GOES FOR ALL OF YOU NO KILLING TOINIGHT I don’t need to embarrassing me in front of Genie” Kol smirked looking down on his brother from the stairs “oh Ric you don’t need us you do a fine job of embarrassing yourself already.” Godric rolled his eyes “you know what I’m in such a good mood little brother I’m gonna let you have that” he said walking upstairs to his room “but keep in mind that is your one for today.” Godric went into his closet and picked out an immaculate suit he showered and got dressed. He walked out his room looking amazing Klaus saw him and stopped “whoa you’re dressed early what’s with the get up gonna get a little bit of action on the side before we get there.” Godric shook his head no I have a few things I need to do and I don’t feel like coming back here later.” Elijah walked out of his room buttoning his sleeve “I assume your errand is of the legal kind”. Yes Elijah as always Godric said with a smirk now if you’ll all excuse me I have to go and pick someone up.

Godric got into his car and drove to a little store down in the French quarter he paid for something in a fancy box and drove to Stella’s apartment he knocked on the door Stella it’s me open up. Stella answered dressed in a beautiful floral dress. She saw Godric’s outfit and her eyes widened “whoa I thought you said we were just going to a concert, why do you look like you’re getting married”. Godric smirked “this is how one dresses when they want to make a good first impression”. Stella looked down at her dress well then I need an upgrade she runs to her room and comes back dresses in a dark blue dress. Godric nodded “now that’s much better he extended his arm shall we” Stella nodded smiling happily “we shall” she took Godric’s hand and followed him outside to his car  as they drove to the concert…
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Régine looked at herself in the mirror as her mother zipped up the back of her dress, she sighed and looked at the phone, Julien hadn’t read a single one of her messages.

She worried about him, after his stunt at the café she knew he was bound to get into trouble, specially with all the suspicious activity that was happening around town. The image of the man bleeding on the cinema entrance remained engraved in her memory.

-Julien, I’m getting very concerned. Where are you?

“I’m right here,” Julien walked through the door and held up a paper bag smiling, “and I brought beignets.”

“If you zhink you can bribe me vith beignets you are absolutely right,” she chuckled and took one, biting into it and giving a satisfied sigh, “where were you?”

“I had to clear my head,” Julien put the bag on the table, “I didn’t want to come here angry,” he looked around, “where’s Godric?”

“’E said ‘e ‘ad to take care of something,” Régine shrugged, “probably getting ‘is family.”

Julien’s jaw clenched.
“And Sinclair?”

“’E left to Morgan’s house,” Régine picked up another beignet.

“Come on,” Isabella looked at Julien, “ve are running late because of you, and none of you better get sucre on zhe costumes!”

Katriane looked down at her dress and looked at her mother wide eyed before running to the bathroom to clean up.

“Julien?” Isabella said trying to fit his pants waist, “’ave you gained weight?”

Julien looked incredibly offended.
“Of course not!” He looked down, “it’s muscle.”

“I don’t know,” Régine smirked, “you did seem a lot softer when you cuddled me.”

He squint at her.
“Hush you.”

She giggled and took another beignet.

“Non!” Isabella took it from her, “keep eating zhose and you’ll get pudgy like Julien.”

Sébastiene and Aimé tried their best not to laugh.

“Same goes to zhe two of you!” She bit into Régine’s beignet.

Sébastiene scratched the back of his head and chuckled.

“I wonder what Lucienne would have thought about us performing here,” Aimé looked out the window.

“I’m sure she vould ‘ave been more excited than all of us combined,” Régine smiled thinking back fondly on her friend, “we need to do ‘er proud, it’s our first show after ‘er passing.”

There was an awkward silence in the room.

“Vhat?” She looked at everyone.

“Nothing,” Julien smiled sucking in his stomach, “I’m sure it’ll be our best show yet.”
“I sure ‘ope so…”


“Hey, I’ve got some things to take care of,” Marcel observed Nikki as she lay nude on his bed while zipping up his pants, he smirked, “try not to cause too much trouble while I’m gone.”

Nikki looked at him and stood, smirking back.
“You know I couldn’t promise you that even if I tried.”

He chuckled.
“Right, I’ll be back after the concert.”

She nodded.
“Have fun,” and she waved him off as he left. She looked out the window at all the lights, Louisiana didn’t look much different than how Drauf had described it, it was as if it was lost in time, only the locals and tourists reflected the true change of the ages. Nikolayevna stretched, every bone in her body cracking as she twisted. She looked at her watch, it was nearly time to head out.

Nikki walked out of the room, fancying one last drink before she had to get ready, she walked down the stairs and saw a young man sitting on the couch, he looked at her and raised his eyebrows.
“So you’re the source of all the moaning, was starting to believe the place was haunted.”

She smirked.
“Funny, you must be Josh.”

Josh nodded.
“I see Marcel has mentioned me, unfortunately I can’t say the same for you.”

“Name’s Nikki,” she walked over to him and shook his hand.

Josh extended his own and noticed faded numbers on Nikki’s arm, he raised an eyebrow.

She nodded.
“Sieg Heil,” Nikki rolled her eyes and reached into her bag, pulling out her sniper rifle.

“Hey,”Josh raised his hands, his tone full of sarcasm, “don’t shoot!”

Nikki chuckled.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got bigger fish to fry,” she blinked, hearing footsteps, and set down her riffle pointing at the entrance.

“Josh, are yo—“ the girl stopped short, “uhm, who are you and why are you naked?”

“The better question is who are you and why aren’t you naked?” Nikki looked up at her.

“I’m Davina,” she crossed her arms, giving Nikki a judging gaze.

“Ah,” Nikki stood straight, “Marcel’s little witch.”

“You still haven’t answered my question,” she walked closer, “pretty sure Josh isn’t interested in you, so I know you’re not here because of him.”

Nikki shrugged.
“You never know, I’ve been known to be persuasive,” she winked at Josh.

“Uh, no,” Josh shook his head, “100% not interested.”

She smirked.
“I am a friend of Marcel’s, we’ve known each other for quite a few decades.”

“That’s funny,” Davina eyed Nikki, “never knew Marcel to associate himself with sluts.”

Nikki chuckled.
“You’re cute,” she picked up her rifle, “now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a 2 million business deal to tend  to,” she looked at Josh, “it was nice meeting you.”

Josh nodded.
“Right,” he stood up and looked at Davina, “let’s go.”

Davina shot Nikki one last look before walking out with Josh.

Nikolayevna rolled her eyes and picked up her bag, she walked up to the room and proceeded to get dressed. She ripped open a blood bag and gulped it down, made sure her rifle was properly loaded and strapped it to her back before putting on her coat, she masked her features with makeup and headed out to Kenner in search of Lucienne Loyer.

“The way I see it,” Morgan said as she put a short brunette wig on Lucienne, “we can do this three ways: you can be sure that you won’t attempt to kill anyone, and we can enjoy the concert, you can be all nostalgic like.” She handed Lucienne some brown contact lenses, “you can try to kill someone, and I’ll snap your neck and drag you out before you can even speed one foot away from me. Or if you know you won’t be able to control yourself, you can stay here placed under a barrier spell.”

“You know,” Lucienne put in the second contact lens, “I’m getting very tired of your zhreats.”

“Trust me, luv, they’ll all stop after tonight,” Morgan patted her shoulder.

“And you promise me you vill let me go?” She looked back into Morgan’s indigo eyes.

“You have my word that after Julien is dead, and you get your revenge on Régine, you will be free,” Morgan nodded, “now, get dressed, we have to go,” she walked out closing the door behind her.

Lucienne looked at the door and scowled.
“Zhat only leaves getting Cressida out of the vay…” She looked at herself in the mirror, looking almost unrecognizable, and continued to do her makeup.

Morgan walked down the stairs to the living room, she smiled seeing Lessy’s best friend Kiana chatting with Cressida as Lessy got ready.
“Kiana, darling,” she walked towards her and kissed both of her cheeks, “it’s been a while, how are you?”

“I’ve been good, Ms. Alexandrov,” Kiana smiled, “Lessy told me things have been kinda hectic around here as of late, Godric’s new woman disturbing the peace; that’s why I decided it was probably best to stay away.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me,” Morgan rolled her eyes, “ever since she got into the picture a massive shit storm’s been rolling through.”

Kiana shrugged.
“I wouldn’t worry too much about her, we all know Godric isn’t the monogamous type.”

Morgan smiled.
“I’m not worried in the slightest.”

“Alright,” Lessy said walking down the stairs, “I’m ready.”

Sin looked at Lessy and stood up.
“Wow, you look beautiful.”

Lessy smirked at him.
“You say it as if I don’t always look beautiful.”

“No, I didn’t mean it like that, I—“

Lessy laughed.
“Relax, I know.”

“Lucienne, are you ready?” Morgan called out.

“Oui,” she said walking to the living room. “’ow do I look?”

“Unrecognizable,” Cressida nodded smiling.

“Tres bien,” Lucie nodded to Morgan.

“Let’s get going then,” Morgan picked up her bag, “don’t want to be late.”


Nikki looked around, reaching the edge of the town of Kenner, and there by the lake she spotted it, the ornate purple house Julien had mentioned. She looked around for a spot to hide and found a tree located by some of the bigger windows. She speeded to it and climbed up, through the window she could see a group of women and a man in the living room.

“Is that…” Nikki squinted trying to see the red head better, “holy shit, that’s Morgan!”

Quickly she took her phone out and dialed Alia, eager to tell her she just spotted the bitch who broke Drauf’s heart. But the phone kept ringing, it was uncharacteristic of Alia to not pick up after the first couple of rings.

Nikki saw movement from inside towards the door and hung up the phone, not wanting the ringing to give her away to those with vampire hearing. She looked up a picture of Lucienne and her brow furrowed, none of these women looked like her.

“We’ll all go in my car,” Morgan said unlocking it, “with how many people are going to be there it’ll be hard to find a spot for both.”

“Yeah, I figured” Lessy said getting in the backseat.

Morgan blinked and looked around, feeling watched.

“Something wrong, m’lady?” Cressida asked opening the passenger door.

Nikki held her breath, not wanting to make a single sound.

“No…” Morgan shook her head, “just had a weird feeling is all,” she got in.

“I don’t zhink ve’re all going to fit,” Lucienne looked inside the car.

“It’s fine,” Lessy said getting out, “I’ll sit on Sin’s lap.”

Sin smirked.
“Should at least buy me dinner first.”

Lessy chuckled.
“Get in, dork.”

“As you wish,” Sin winked at her before getting inside, Lessy followed.

Nikki looked at the last woman, she looked a lot like Lucienne but something was off, and she didn’t want to murder someone on accident.
If it is her, she thought, I’ll just get her when she comes back.

Lucienne got into the car and they were off to the concert.

Nikki watched as the car got smaller in the horizon and dialed Alia again, this time it was answered immediately, but it wasn’t Alia.

“Guten Abend Nikolajewna, es ist schon eine Weile her,” a grin could be heard in their tone.

She quickly hung up, her heart racing, the voice sounding horrifyingly familiar taking her back 72 years to Auschwitz.

“Breathe,” she told herself, “breathe, it’s not him, he’s dead,” she gulped, “the Soviets killed all the officers, it’s not him…”

Her phone buzzed, it was a text message.

-Switch to other card.

Quickly Nikki took the sim card out and snapped it in half, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the spare with a different connection and put it in. She got a new message with a number to dial, a bit shaky she tapped it and the phone began to ring.

“Meine  kleiner Fuchs,” Alia’s tone was calm, “someone somehow managed to breach into the system, I’ve erased that one.”

“Good,” Nikki took a deep breath, “did you trace the breach?”

“Sunny Beach Isles, Florida, USA,” Alia recited from a paper she had written on, “I could get the location but not the number…”

Nikki closed her eyes.
“I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the call came from the precise location I was in before coming to New Orleans…” she sighed, “meine Blume, I want you to stay in your house, okay? Do not leave under any circumstance, do not invite people in regardless if you know them or not.”

“I wont,” there was a pause, “what did the person say?

“Good evening,” Nikki tried to not freak out remembering the voice, “it’s been a while… then I hung up.”

“Did they sound familiar?”

“It sounded like Kaiser…”

“That Nazi guy you had a kid with?”


“But you’re sure he’s dead, right?” Alia sounded concerned.

“I’m almost positive he is…”Nikki peeked at the window, but no one was there, “from now on you take my customer’s numbers and trace them, then send me their number with their info so I can call them.”

“Alright, will do.”

“I’ll talk to you later.”

“Be safe.”

Nikki hung up and put her phone in her pocket, out of another she pulled out a blunt and a lighter. She lit it up and inhaled deep trying to control her anxiety from the phone call.

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Godric and Stella walked down the street to Godric’s car, as Stella attempted to get in she saw the little black box that he had bought from the store sitting on the passenger’s seat. Stella smirked “ooh did you get me something?” Godric looked at the seat and smiled “no my dear that isn’t for you that ids a gift for my lady friend” Stella nodded getting into the car “ahh your mysterious girlfriend is she meeting us at the concert.” Godric nodded “in manner of speaking yes actually she’s in the concert she’s the lead singer in the band that I told you about”. Stella nodded so you’ve got the hot’s for a singer neat I take it she doesn’t know what you are. Godric started the car and began to drive off down the road “no she doesn’t know I’m a hybrid in fact she doesn’t believe in the supernatural at all despite being in constant contact with one for near a decade” Godric said slightly annoyed. Stella tilted her head “kinda ironic girl who doesn’t believe in the things that go bump in the night suddenly surrounded by them.” Godric shook his head “I’m sure she believed in them at one point in her life but this douchebag asshat compelled her to find the very notion of supernatural creatures farfetched.” Stella squints “why the hell would he do that,” “Godric shrugged like I said he’s a douchebag asshat and I’ve already had the misfortune of dealing with him several times.”

“Well if you hate him so much and he annoys you the way he does why don’t you just kill him that’ll free your lady friend from his scuminess.” Believe me I’d love nothing more than to rip his fucking head of but Morgie said I’m not allowed to said she had a stupid vision. Stella looks at Godric at the mention of Morgie “well if Miss Alexandrov said you can’t kill him she must have a pretty damn good reason.” Godric rolled his eyes “she’d fucking better this bastard has caused me far too much trouble and I don’t like being told I can’t kill who I’d like especially without a good reason”. Stella shrugged “maybe he’ll die of another cause and that’s why Miss Alexandrov doesn’t want you to kill him you might mess something up or make it worse best to let things play out”. “Or she just wants to annoy me either way as of recently he hasn’t been much of a threat in fact his very presence makes me look good by comparison so I’ll let him live for a little while longer.” Stella looks at the black box on her lap sooo what did you get your lady friend Stella asks as she attempts to take a peek. Godric smacks her hands lightly smirking “her name is Regine and what I got her is a surprise so no peeking” Stella rubs her hand pouting fine spoil sport then I have another request that you have to honor”. Godric looked over at Stella eyebrow raised. Oh and what might that be? Stella closed her eyes and took a deep breath “I… I wanna know why you killed my mom you promised to tell me so start talking”. Godric continued driving and sighed “do you really wanna do this now?”

Stella nodded getting teary eyed “you’ve been so sharey lately with your life I figured now is as good a time as any and besides before I do anything else with you I need to know why you took my mama away from me” Godric nodded alright “I promised I’d tell you and I will Godric pulled over to the side of the road But I also promise you won’t like my reason”. Stella breathed deeply and nodded alright go Godric closed his eyes and spoke I was tracking a recent strain of vervain the city had been rid of it for years my siblings and I made sure of it we burned every last plant and then all of a sudden it started popping up again so I went searching for anyone who might know why. I paid a visit to your mother in her shop I just wanted to ask her some questions I had no intentions of harming her let alone killing her but I was in a foul mood and then she started insulting me so I threatened her it was a halfhearted threat but it proved to piss her off so she attacked me threw me across the store and summoned a ring of fire so I had no choice but to knock her out.” Now I was pissed so I took her to my house and interrogated her. Stella nodded tears streaming slowly down her face I tortured her but, she held strong in one last ditch effort she stabbed me with a hair pin and I…I ripped her heart out, Godric reached into his pocket and took out the hairpin he placed it on Stella’s lap you see it was all a series of unfortunate events. I am sorry Stella I truly am Stella sat there in silence crying clutching the hairpin to her chest after a few moments she wiped her tears and turned towards Godric I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive you but maybe this can be a start she twists her arm and Godric’s neck breaks he slumps back in his chair and Stella fixes her make up waiting for him to wake up.

Godric jerks awake eyes glowing FUCKING SHIT he looks around sees Stella calmly waiting “took you long enough” Godric squinted at her incredibly pissed off but decided with everything going on to let it slide. He started the car again and continued to drive after a few more minutes he looked over “so you feel better?” Stella shook her head “no not really but at least I got closure.” Godric nodded “and I see Davina taught you how to break necks that was nice of her” Stella smiled wide “I thought so yeah: she looked over innocently “that a problem?” Godric put on a fake smile “no of course not always good to be well prepared when dealing with the unexpected.” Stella smiled and nodded I completely agree which is why she taught me some other handy spells. Godric rolled his eyes yes I’m sure she did. They arrived at the concert at 7:45 Godric parked a couple blocks away and they walked towards the center of the quarter.

After some walking a group of people appeared around them Godric looked around and smirked Stella looked at them nervously and stopped next to Godric. Kol spoke “goodness brother I knew you liked them young but I think this could be considered cradle robbing”. “Kol I know you’re not talking given the company you keep.” Stella blinked “Kol…as in Kol Mikaelson” Kol smirked it seems my reputation precedes me. Klaus smirks yes your reputation as homicidal maniac. Kol laughed details details. Stella tilted her head “you’re not what I pictured when Davina described you” Kol tilts his head so you’re the witch my Davina has been teaching he looks her up and down nice to meet you. Godric raises his eyebrows in surprise “oh no someone with manners has possessed Kol quick how do we make this permanent?” Kol gives a dry laugh “my brother always the comedian it just so happens I can be nice when I want to be.” Klaus claps his brother on the shoulder “yes we all know you need to be on your best behavior with your little witch around wouldn’t want her to see the real you and head for the hills.” Kol closes his eyes slightly annoyed “for your information Nik I’m naturally nicer to witches and Davina has already seen the real me to which she can’t keep her hands off of.” Elijah walks over and introduces himself good evening I’m Elijah Mikaelson please excuse my siblings for any unpleasantness that might occur because of them.” Stella shakes Elijah’s hand “well I’m sure nothing they do can top what Godric’s done.” Rebekah smiles “yes well Ric always did have a special talent for unpleasantness”. “And this is my darling sister Rebekah don’t mind her that’s just her personality”. Stella smiles and shakes Rebekah’s hand “nice to meet you all I’m sure we’ll all have an…interesting night together.”

Godric shakes his head and smirks “Elijah would you mind looking after Stella for a moment I have some business to take care of.” Elijah nods “of course I’ll make sure nothing happens to her”. Stella scoffs excuse me but I’m more than capable of taking care of myself. Godric smirks yes luv I’m sure you are but it never hurts to have a little back up especially from an original. Stella nods I guess not just hurry back. Godric nods and walks off towards backstage to find Regine. He looks around at the various bands performing that night and spots Regine dressed in her outfit looking as gorgeous as ever he walks up from behind and hugs her “hello luv you look amazing as usual”. Regine turned around smiling and kisses Godric “I vas vondering veh you vould get here.” Godric smiled upon seeing her so happy “Sorry if I’m a bit late I was busy getting your present” he held out the black box and Regine grinned. “You’re always buying me something and knowing you its extravagant careful or you’ll spoil me”. Godric nodded “yes well only the best for my Genie”. Regine took the box from Godric and carefully unwrapped it she slowly opened it and what was inside shocked her. It was a little black wolf plushy with golden eyes it had a collar on it that read my Genie there was a card that read “This wolf like me will love and protect you always and forever”. Régine looked at Godric wide eyed, speechless to what she now held in her hands. "You... you got zhis for me?" She looked into his eyes and a big smile spread across her face, she jumped and hugged him tightly. "Zhis is amazing, zhank you so much!" She kissed him deeply holding him close.

Godric hugged Regine tightly smiling “anything for you luv” Regine looked at the little wolf and squeezed it causing it to howl which brought tears to her eyes. Zhat is sooooo cute she kisses Godric again holding him tightly while everyone watched. Godric stroked Régine’s hair feeling happier than he had in centuries. A loud voice could be heard coming from the speakers coming up next a euro band straight from France the one and only Belle Morte!!! Regine smiled wide I guess I should finish getting ready we’re almost on, Godric nodded and kissed her one last time I’ll be front and center waiting for you Regine kissed him back and watched smiling as he walked out the door to join the hundreds of others waiting to watch them perform.
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Morgan parked a few blocks away from the concert, all the available parking already had been taken.
“Must be quite the lineup,” Morgan mused looking at how packed everything was, traffic reaching several blocks.

“Of course,” Lucienne got out of the car, “zhis is Belle Morte ve’re talking about ‘ere, only zhe best group in all Europe.”

“Hope you feel the same way without you in it anymore,” Sin said helping Lessy out, though of course he knew she didn’t need any help.

Lucienne rolled her eyes at Sinclair.
“You know, I never quite liked you much.”

“Well the feeling is mutual,” he smiled at her.

She shook her head putting on her glasses to help further with the disguise.
“Let’s go, ve don’t vant to be late.”

Julien looked at Régine and Godric, unamused.
A plushy? he thought, Régine Isabelle Zaeri, tearing up over a bloody plushy? Pretty sure this asshole compelled her somehow…

He eyed Godric, arms crossed, not trying to hide his judging gaze.

Katriane nudged Julien and gave him a stern look, she whispered to him in French.
”Behave, you won’t get Régine with that sour look you carry all the time.” She then walked over to her sister and smiled. “Zhat is adorable! I don’t zhink I’ve ever seen one of zhose before.”

Godric smiled proudly.
“Well I like my gifts to have meaning,” he explained, “so I have everything custom made.”

Régine kissed his lips firmly, this caused Julien’s anger to flare, his eyes turning black as he stared.
“It is perfect, mon amour, I vill treasure it forever.”

Sébastiene looked at Julien and his eyes widened, he pointed to his own eyes as a signal to him. Julien took a deep breath and his eyes went back to normal.

He walked over to the rest of them.
“Come on, the current band are finishing with their set and we’re next,” he glared at Godric before taking Régine’s hand and taking her to the stage entrance.

“Ignore im,” Katriane said to Godric, “’e’ll get over it,” she looked at Séb and Aimé, “come on, ve must pray.”

Aimé nodded and walked over to Godric.
“Hey, erm… you didn’t say anything to Cressida about me taking her up stage, did you?”

Shit, Godric thought, I completely forgot to warn Cree…
“No,” Godric patted his arm, “it’s a complete surprise.”

Aimé smiled.
“Zhank you, monsieur Godric.” Godric nodded, and Aimé went to join the rest of the group in prayer.

Godric walked out as casually as he could and went off to the crowd to try to find Cressida.

“Dear Lord,” Julien lead the prayer, “we ask that we have a smooth performance, that everything we do we do it as it was rehearsed, we ask that you keep out voices clean, and that everything is to the satisfaction of our fans. We thank you for giving us another opportunity despite Lucienne’s passing,” Katriane opened one eye to look at Julien disapprovingly, “we thank you because without you we would not be here tonight. In the name of the Lord, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, amen.”

“Amen,” they said in unison.

Julien took a deep breath and looked at Régine, trying his best smile.
“Are you ready?”

Régine nodded.
“Oui, though I am nervous.”

Julien kissed her cheek.
“You have nothing to be nervous about, you’re the star.”

She smiled at him.

“Give it up for ABIA!” The announcer said as the last band walked off stage, “and now for the moment most of you have been waiting for, lemme hear you scream for Belle Morte!”

The screams from the crowd were almost deafening, they chanted Belle Morte over and over again. Régine smiled getting a surge of confidence, she looked at the rest of the group and nodded.

The five of them ran onto the stage and the screams of adoring fans rang in their ears. They took their places on stage as they observed the crowd going crazy: Régine and Julien to the center, Katriane and Sébastiene to their right, and Aimé to their left. Régine raised the microphone and the crowd slowly began to quiet down.

She looked at them all with a bright smile on her face.
“Bonjour, New Orleans!” Once more the crowd screamed, audience members nearest to the stage reached out for them. Régine put her finger to her lips and the audience once more quieted down, she looked at the musicians, “hit it!”

Right then they began to play an upbeat melody, Régine and Julien leading with the lyrics.

The crowd screamed and danced, Lucienne looked up at them from the VIP area. At first she felt consumed by rage, her fists trembling as she tried to control herself, watching Régine take her place as the star of the group, but once she heard Aimé’s melodious voice all of that melted away. All she could see right now was the spotlight on her knight in shining armor. She wanted to get up on stage, she wanted to dance with him, tangle her voice with his in a passionate chorus. She almost took a step forward but Morgan put a hand on her shoulder and gave her a stern look. Lucienne took a step back and bit her lip, her eyes watering. She looked over at Cressida and a look of hurt washed over her, there Cressida was giving Aimé the same look she gave him when they first started dating. She trembled with rage but remained still, knowing very well she couldn’t attack with both Morgan and Godric here.

Godric walked over to them and tapped Cressida on the shoulder.
“Cree,” he said to her ear, “I thought you should know, Aimé is going to call you onto the stage.”

Cressida looked at him wide eyed, and as if on cue Aimé walked to the center of the stage and extended his hand to Cressida as he sang. She looked at him shocked and he smiled warmly at her, she smiled back and took his hand, he lifted her onto the stage and the crowd went crazy as he danced with her, singing his provocative love song to her.

Lucienne growled and was about to bolt to Cressida but Morgan snapped her fingers and Lucie was unable to move, Morgan inched closer to Lucienne and whispered in her ear.
“We had a deal, if you want to live to have your revenge you will not harm Cressida, if you can’t control yourself then you’ll be frozen to this entire spot for the rest of the show.”

Then Régine and Julien once more took over the stage, dancing provocatively as well. Morgan looked over at Godric wondering how he was taking it, he seemed stoic but she could feel he was growing annoyed.

It wasn’t until the end of the song that Julien dipped Régine and kissed her forcefully, the crowd cheered them on as Régine attempted to casually push him off her but Julien wouldn’t let go. She pulled away from the kiss and said something away from the mic, Julien looking slightly annoyed let go of her.

Régine took a deep breath and composed herself, she turned to the crowd giving them an energetic smile.
“It’s no doubt you ‘ave all seen the tabloids, so I am sure you know zhere is a new mystery man in my life,” she looked at Godric and extended her hand to him, “I vant all of you to formally meet mon amour, Godric Mikaelson!”

The cheers were deafening to Morgan’s ears as she stared in disbelief, this broad really just announced Godric to the world as her lover. She locked eyes with Julien who clearly was over the edge with anger.
“Relax,” she mouthed to him, “don’t look suspicious.”

Julien took a deep breath and nodded, fading to the back of the stage letting Régine and Godric have their moment.

And then the last song began to play, it was an upbeat romantic song that Régine was meant to sing with Julien but she sang it to Godric instead.

Alessandra and Sinclair had been stuck in their own little bubble the entire concert, buying alcohol from the vendors and dancing to Belle Morte. Lessy was feeling tipsy already from the amount of beers she had, a fact Sin envied slightly. They danced, they drank, and for a moment they locked eyes.

Lessy blushed slightly and smiled at him, their steps slowing until they stood still. Lessy didn’t know if it was her or the beer clouding her judgement, but she suddenly felt the urge to kiss him, and so she did. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him her first kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back, feeling over the moon.

There were so many things going on that Morgan found difficult to process everything, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath hoping everything come to a close the way she wanted it to.

Belle Morte finished their last song and they all bowed, the flash of cameras and the applause filling their senses.
“Bonne nuit, New Orleans!” Régine waved them off before the band went backstage for the press and after party.

Morgan unfroze Lucienne and looked at her.
“We’ll go backstage, please try to control yourself and don’t let them know who you are.”

Lucienne nodded, feeling resentful towards Morgan for the spell, but she followed her anyway.

“Oh zhat vas amazing!” Katriane smiled brightly, “I vasn’t sure I could do it, but I did!”

Régine clung to Godric, still euphoric from the show.
“Vell of course,” she smiled at her sister, “you are a natural, vhy vouldn’t you be able to do it.”

There was slow clapping from behind them, they all turned around to see a very familiar face.
“You were a natural too, mon amour,” Jon Luc walked over to Régine and kissed her hand, “being the leader suits you.”

Régine’s heart raced as she looked at him, she took her hand back and took a step back.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” Julien stood in front of Régine protectively.

Jon smirked.
“Seeing as you’re no longer dear to my Régine I’d say it’s none of your business.”

“What did you say?” Julien shoved him.

“Julien, non!” Régine took his arm and pulled him back.

Jon chuckled.
“I see tensions still run high between us,” he looked at Godric and sized him up, “shame to know you can be so easily replaced, huh Julien?”

“You have 5 seconds to get out of my face before I lose my shit,” Julien growled.

“Well Régine hasn’t expressed her wish for me to leave so…” Jon took a step forward, “I don’t think I’ll be going anywhere until she says so.

“Leave,” Régine took another step back, “I don’t wish to see you.”

He nodded.
“I shall, then… But I do hope you change your mind, I’ll be in town for a few more days and I’d love to catch up.” He winked at her before walking off.

“Who was that?” Godric raised an eyebrow keeping his composure.

“The biggest scum of the earth, that’s who,” Julien rolled his eyes, “well… second biggest.”

Godric smirked.
“I’m guessing you’re the first.”

“Alright, enough,” Régine shook her head, “we’ve got press to greet, let’s go…”

Julien glared at Godric before following Régine.

Lucienne looked around the backstage area, the setting seeming so familiar. It was only a little over two months ago that she was murdered and turned into what she was today. Her eyes landed upon Aimé, and without thinking she began walking towards him.
“Aimé?” she said softly.

He turned around and smiled at her.
“Bonsoir, madame, did you come for the autograph session?”

She looked at him, tears pooling in her eyes.
“Do you not recognize me?”

Aimé tilted his head.
“Have you been to previous sessions in Europe?”

She took a deep breath.
“In a manner of speaking, yes.”

“Are you alright?” He asked concerned noticing this woman was getting very emotional.

“Oui, I just…” she cleared her throat, “I vas just vondering if… if…”

“If what?” He put a hand to her shoulder.

Lucienne hugged him tight and began to cry.

Aimé patted her back and looked around, wondering if this woman was here alone.
“Listen, erm, if you want you can help yourself to some of zhe merch, I have to go do interviews, you can stay for the autographs if you’d like.”

“Do you really not remember me?” She looked up at him sobbing.

“Sorry, I…” he spotted a security guard and motioned for him to take her away.

Morgan noticed and quickly intervened.
“I’m so sorry, Aimé, she’s with me,” she grabbed Lucienne by the shoulders and pulled her away, “she’s a big fan, been to every one of your concerts.”

Aimé looked at her and thought the woman looked kind of familiar he smiled at her.
“You know, now that I get a better look at you I think I have seen you before,” he went and kissed her cheek, “always nice to meet a loyal fan, I’ll see you two later.” And off he went walking into a separate room for the press conference.

Nikki rested on the tree branch, still deep in thought about the phone call.
“It can’t have possibly been him…” She looked at her phone and saw she had a message from Alia, she opened it and saw it was a link to a news article. “Régine Zaeri Reveals Her Mystery Man,” Nikki rolled her eyes, “you know I’m not into Hollywood gossip, Alia…” But she opened it anyway to see why Alia sent it to her, and the first thing she saw made her jaw drop, there on the first picture was none other than her Drauf standing on a stage with a band. Her heart raced as she sat up to read the article.

The wait is over! Tonight on Belle Morte’s come-back performance, now front woman Régine Zaeri revealed her lover to be Godric Mikaelson, watch the video below!

Quickly Nikki tapped on it and the moment replayed before her eyes.
“Holy shit, Alia found Drauf…” She looked around, “okay, Drauf is in New Orleans, certainly he won’t go anywhere soon, specially with this bitch living here… So I’ll go find him after I’ve done my kill…”

She took her riffle and pointed it towards the window waiting for her target.

Autographs were signed, and the press was nearly done, Isabela walked out and smiled at everyone.
“Vell, Régine and Julien still ‘ave more press to do about their ‘dissolved’ partnership so zhey’ll be zhere a couple more hours, but zhey insisted ve don’t vait for zhem. You are all invited to our after-party back at zhe ‘ouse!”

Morgan walked over to Godric.
“Alessandra and Sinclair want to go, they’re a bit out of it with the alcohol though, and I’ve got to take Lucienne home. Think you could take them with you?”

Godric thought for a moment, not liking the idea of leaving Régine alone with Julien.
“Are they that out of it that they can’t drive?”

“We all came in my car,” Morgan sighed, “yours is the only available car they can go in.”

He rolled his eyes.
“Fine,” he set off to find Lessy and Sin.

Morgan went to Lucienne.
“Come on, we have to take you home.”

“But vhat about—“

“Trust me, you’ll have her,” Morgan nodded, “just follow my lead okay? We need to head home, I saw you in my vision attacking her in my living room, so there is where you must be.”

Lucienne nodded.

They walked to the car without saying a word, and drove home.

“’E didn’t recognize me…” Lucienne said after being quiet for half the drive.

“Well…” Morgan took a deep breath, not sure how to console her, “you must remember that Julien compelled him to accept your death and get over it, of course he wouldn’t recognize you as yourself…”

“Yeah…” she sniffled, “I suppose I just ‘oped…”

“I’ll find a way to undo the compulsion,” Morgan lied, “and… I’ll deal with Cressida, if he means so much to you,” she lied again.

Lucienne looked at her and gave a small smile.
“You are not as ‘orrible as you let people zhink.”

“Yeah, well, I try…” Morgan pulled up to the driveway, and sensing something was wrong she decide to park inside the garage. “Something’s up but I don’t quite know what, stay away from the windows…”

Lucienne looked around, concerned, she did as told and walked inside the house. Morgan closed her eyes trying to get a sense of what was going on, but what she saw made her gasp. Her eyes widened and quickly she pulled out her phone, she dialed and it rang a few times before Godric picked up.

“What is it now, Morgan?”

“Julien is going to kill Régine,” she bolted out the door and gave him the street where it would happen.

“I don’t think you have any idea how humiliating that was for me,” Julien said through clenched teeth.

“Oh Julien you’re being dramatic,” Régine rolled her eyes as she drove.

“Dramatic?!” He looked at her in disbelief, “I’m being dramatic?! You went against everything the fans wanted, you went against everything we rehearsed, you invited that scum onto our stage and—“

“Godric is not scum!” Régine shouted at him, “you know for once I vould like you to stop being so selfish and zhink about someone other zhan yourself, you should be ‘appy for me!”


“GODRIC DOES TREAT ME LIKE A QUEEN!” Régine spat at him, “but you’re so busy thinking you’re the best that you can’t see it! News flash, Julien, you’re not!”

“Stop the car,” Julien closed his eyes.

“Non, you vill stop being a child and—“


“Julien vhat zhe merde ‘as gotten into you?! Godric is waiting for me—“

Julien growled and took hold of the steering wheel, panicking Régine stepped on the pedal and they crashed onto a light pole with great force, snapping their necks and breaking several bones in the process.

A few minutes later Julien woke, his vision was cloudy as he came to, he looked around and saw the car in front of him, he was ejected through the windshield.
“Régine,” his eyes widened remembering what had happened, quickly he got up and ran to her, he ripped out the car door and sobbed, “shit, Régine, I—“

“Get away from her!” Morgan shouted and sped to him, without a second thought she ripped his heart out and tossed it aside just when Godric had arrived.

“Shit, Genie!” Godric ran to the car and pulled her out.

She gave a soft groan.

“I’ll take care of her,” Morgan looked into his eyes, “I’ll take her home, you take care of the body.”

Godric looked at her for a moment, clearly pained, but nodded.

Morgan texted Cressida.
-Régine is in transition, I need you at the house…

And with that she picked Régine up and ran home where Cressida was already waiting for her.
“What happened?” She asked concerned.

“Julien happened, but I killed him…” Morgan carried Régine to the living room and placed her on the sofa.

“That would explain Aimé’s sudden change in mood…” Cressida bit the inside of her cheek, she looked at Morgan and smiled, “but at least you did the right thing and rescued Régine.”

“Yeah…” She looked out the window and stared into the darkness of the early morning.

“Vhat ‘appened?” She looked around, her heart racing as every memory flashed back to her, “vhat is going on!?”

“Relax,” Morgan put a hand on her shoulder, “everything will be explained to you.” She motioned to Cressida to help her, she walked into the kitchen and down the secret entrance to her blood cellar. She stood there for a moment and looked at her ring, the lapis lazuli ring Godric had given her centuries ago.
She thought, perhaps, Régine could be reasoned with...

She grabbed a few bags and walked back upstairs upstairs, she looked at Cressida.
“Tend to the other one, I need to have a word with Régine.”

“Yes, m’lady,” Cressida nodded and walked up the stairs.

Morgan held the bags in her hand, she looked at Régine for a moment, all she had to do was not give her blood and Régine would die; but she couldn’t, she knew everyone would judge her and Godric would never forgive her.
“Régine, we need to talk…”

Régine put her hand to her head.
“Vhat about?”

“About Godric.”

She sighed.

Morgan nodded.
“Régine… I love him, you really have no idea how much I love that man…” She sat down in front of Régine, “Godric has been my life for 500 years, and I lost him due to a foolish mistake. I… I’ve never seen him be so in love with anyone as I’ve seen him be with you, and that terrifies me. I can’t lose him entirely, Régine, to give him up to you, it would kill me,” Morgan tried her best not to cry, “if I give him up I’ll give him up forever to you, and I just… I can’t…”

“Are you asking me to give ‘im up for you?” Régine looked saddened.

“I know a man like him is hard to find but… yes,” tears stained her cheek.

Régine looked at her for a moment and shook her head.
“Morgan, you know I can’t do zhat, I am in love with ‘im too, ‘e’s treated me better zhan any other man and I can’t give that up. Vhat you and ‘im ‘ave is over, you need to move on.”

Morgan sniffled and nodded, she gave Régine the blood bags and took off her ring.
“Godric gave this to me 500 years ago after he turned me,” she put the ring in Régine’s hand, “I think it’s better for you to have it.”

Régine looked at her.
“Are you sure?”

Morgan nodded.

“Merci, I know it’s ‘ard but—“

Morgan shook her head.
“Please, spare me your pity… Drink up.” Morgan got up and walked up stairs to find Cressida. “I’m… I’m going to go for a walk,” she cleared her throat, “stay here and take care of them, alright? Régine needs someone…”

Cressida smiled.
“Sure, how long will you be gone for?”

Morgan looked at Cressida for a moment, knowing that Lucienne would most likely not succeed with her around.
“I’m not sure…” She hugged Cressida tight trying to keep her composure, and walked out.

Cree looked at her watch,
2am. She looked at Lucienne and smiled.
“Would you like to go downstairs and see Régine?”

Lucienne smiled.
“Oui, I am so excited to see ‘er.”

“Come on then,” Cressida led the way downstairs. “Régine, there is someone who—“ she blinked seeing Régine inspect a ring in her hands, Morgan’s ring, “why do you have that?”

“Morgan gave it to me,” she said without looking up, “said it is better for me to ‘ave it.”

“Oh no…” Cressida’s heart sank, “no, no…” She took out her phone and dialed Godric, he answered it immediately.

“How’s Genie?”

“She’s perfectly fine,” Cressida’s voice cracked, “but Morgan, she walked out without her ring.”

“Shit,” Godric sounded frustrated, “I’ll try to find her, just finished taking care of Julien.”

“Please, hurry, the sun will rise soon,” Cressida hung up and looked at the girls, “I need to get Alessandra, you two stay here, Régine stay away from the windows when the sun is up.” She ran to the garage and took out the car and began speeding off to Régine’s house.

Régine took her eyes off the ring to look at the brunette woman standing in front of her.
“Do you zhink Morgan vill be alright?”

“I don’t know,” Lucienne looked at her, “and frankly I don’t care.”

“I zhought she was your friend?” Régine blinked.

“You don’t recognize me either?”

“I’m sorry,” she shook her head, “I don’t…”

Lucienne took off her wig, her contacts, and her prosthetics, Régine’s eyes widened.
“Good to see you didn’t completely forget about me.”

“Lucienne!” Régine got up and hugged her tight, “you’re alive!”

“No,” Lucienne shoved her hard causing Régine to fall hard on the glass table breaking it, “I’m not, all zhanks to you!”

“To me?” Régine crawled backwards as Lucienne approached her, “vhat did I do?!”

“You vere too perfect!” Lucienne’s eyes were black, “you took everything away from me and you didn’t even bat an eye vhile you did so! And now, here we are… you killed me once, and now I’m going to kill you, just as I ‘ad planned all along.”

“Lucienne, please--”

Lucienne lunged herself at Régine, ready to get what she’d been wanting for two months: Régine’s death.

Morgan walked around New Orleans for hours, thinking about everything she had done in 525 years, tears running down her cheeks. It seemed that in everything she had accomplished, Godric was always with her, as he had been ever since he was knighted 5 centuries ago.

She hated this feeling, the feeling of loss, never had she had to deal with the possibility of not having him around. He was always there, always willing to help her though he’d put up a front that he didn’t want to. And now… one woman ruined all that history, it was as if none of their past ever mattered.

She stopped for a moment and looked to her side, right there standing in front of her was the abandoned distillery Godric had taken her to only a few days ago. She stared at it and after a few painful heartbeats she walked in and looked around, feeling the energy that still lingered. It was then Godric’s voice rang in her ears, recalling his words that day.

“I should have died and I would have if not for Davina who took away the stakes power but do you know what ran through my head when I thought I was gonna die I thought of you how because of my stupid mistake I'd die you'd die and I'd never see you again all I could think about in my moment of death...was you. Out of everyone else at that moment you were the most important to me. At that moment it didn't matter all I could think about was how I let YOU down and that hurt me more than anything.

I love you Morgan and I'm sorry if I ever made you feel as though I didn't because I always have and I always. I don’t want me to be the only reason for you to be happy that’s not good that’s not healthy you need to find something else to make you happy I don't want your life to revolve around me I don't deserve that you don't deserve that. Live for someone else live for yourself be the Morgie you were when I met you…”

She fell on her knees, her arms wrapped around her small frame, sobbing uncontrollably her tears falling to the floor.
“I can’t…” Her voice was broken, “I can’t be who I used to be, you made me, I was no one before you.”

She remembered how miserable she used to be before that fateful day in which Godric and the rest of the Mikaelsons walked into her palace asking for sanctuary. Her mother hated her and her father was always too busy, so she was raised by Cressida.

“All my life I’ve been nothing but a burden,” she sobbed, “to Godric, to Cressida…” She looked out the window where she could see the break of dawn between the buildings. “This is what’s best… I’ll stop being a burden, everyone will live the lives they want to live… They’ll no longer have me inconveniencing them…”

She walked out of the building and stared at the golden beams in the horizon, she stared for a moment certain that this is what she wanted, there was no turning back now. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, feeling an uncomfortable heat take over her. With one final tear she knew her fate was sealed, everyone would know peace.

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Godric searched the crowd for Morgan and Cressida and spotted them standing front and center. He made his way over to them and tapped Cressida on the shoulder.
“Cree,” he said to her ear, “I thought you should know, Aimé is going to call you onto the stage I’m really really sorry I forgot to tell you.” Cressida looked at him wide eyed, and as if on cue Aimé walked to the center of the stage and extended his hand to Cressida as he sang. She looked at him shocked and he smiled warmly at her, she smiled back and took his hand, he lifted her onto the stage and the crowd went crazy as he danced with her, singing his provocative love song to her. Godric stood next to Morgie smiling “it’s good to see Cressida enjoying herself she deserves it after so many years.” Morgie smiled watching Cressida on stage with Aimé looking happier than she had ever seen. “Yes she does so much for all of us that it’s nice to see her indulge in her own happiness” Morgie turns to Godric and smirks just try not to kill this one hmmm wouldn’t want  a repeat of last time”. Godric smirked “no we wouldn’t” he tilts his head to look at her “because we both know whose fault that was.” Morgie blushed slightly seeing the way he stared at her she turned her head to hide her embarrassment.

Godric noticed how provocatively Julien and Regine were dancing this annoyed him slightly but he was able to keep his composure that is until Julien dipped Régine and kissed her forcefully, the crowd cheered them on as Régine attempted to casually push him off her but Julien wouldn’t let go Godric stared at them looking stoic trying not to show any emotion and thought to himself “that’s it that’s the last straw I’m gonna kill this son of a bitch because I’ve been far too lenient and he hasn’t taken the hint fuck Morgie’s predictions I’m gonna take his god damn head off”. Regine pulled away from the kiss and said something away from the mic, Julien looking slightly annoyed let go of her. Godric smirked at this seeing Regine shove this bastard off of her filled him with joy. Regine took a deep breath and started to speak to the crowd with an energetic smile “It’s no doubt you ‘ave all seen the tabloids, so I am sure you know zhere is a new mystery man in my life,” she looked at Godric and extended her hand to him, “I vant all of you to formally meet mon amour, Godric Mikaelson!” Godric’s eyes widened it wasn’t every day that he was caught completely off guard he thought to himself now I know how Cree felt. He smiled wide quickly regaining his composure and took Regine’s hand as he joined her on stage staring deeply into her eyes he thought “I fucking love this women.” The cheers were deafening as he stood next to her he could feel the anger and hate radiating off of Julien’s bitch ass which only filled him with greater happiness now everyone in the world knew that Regine was his and there wasn’t a damn thing Julien could do about it.
And then the last song began to play, it was an upbeat romantic song that Régine was meant to sing with Julien but she sang it to Godric instead.

Godric stared deeply into Regine’s eyes as she sang to him he stared back smiling completely blocking out everything else as if they were the only two people there they danced together as Godric listened to the sound of her heartbeat smiling like he had never done before. Belle Morte finished their last song and Godric kissed Regine deeply causing the crowd to explode in extra applause, Regine looked up at Godric smiling brightly her face bright red she turned to the audience and they all bowed, the flash of cameras and the applause filled their senses. “Bonne nuit, New Orleans!” Régine waved them off before the band went backstage for the press and after party. She was holding Godric’s hand tightly she clung to him, still euphoric from the show.

Godric smiled feeling her against him “Oh zhat vas amazing!” Katriane smiled brightly, “I vasn’t sure I could do it, but I did!”  “Vell of course,” Regine smiled at her sister, “you are a natural, vhy vouldn’t you be able to do it.” Suddenly Godric felt an odd presence enter the room he sniffed and shitty cologne filled the air. There was slow clapping from behind them, they all turned around and Godric saw what looked to be the bitch version of a male model. He immediately tensed as he saw this asswipe looking mother fucker approach him and Genie “You were a natural too, mon amour,” this stranger walked over to Régine and kissed her hand, “being the leader suits you.” “Don’t kill him too many people don’t kill him too many people” this thought was on repeat in Godric’s head as he stood there observing this “thing” interacting with Regine. She took her hand back and took a step back. “Merci…” What the fuck are you doing here?!” Julien stood in front of Régine protectively. The bastard smirked. “Seeing as you’re no longer dear to my Régine I’d say it’s none of your business.” Godric’s eyes glowed slightly “his Regine? How many ex boyfriends do I have to slaughter I feel like Scott Friggin Pilgrim”

Julien shoved him Godric smirked and thought “look at him finally doing something right”. “Julien, non!” Régine took his arm and pulled him back. Godric frowned “no Genie let them kill each other and save me the trouble.” Jon chuckled. “I see tensions still run high between us,” he looked at Godric and sized him up, “shame to know you can be so easily replaced, huh Julien?” Godric glared “how bout I replace your liver with my fist” “You have 5 seconds to get out of my face before I lose my shit,” Julien growled. “Well Régine hasn’t expressed her wish for me to leave so…” Jon took a step forward, “I don’t think I’ll be going anywhere until she says so.  Godric got ready to rip his fucking throat out fed up with all the lesser candidates pining for Regine’s’ affections when suddenly Regine spoke up Leave,” Régine took another step back, “I don’t wish to see you.” He nodded. “I shall, then… But I do hope you change your mind, I’ll be in town for a few more days and I’d love to catch up.” He winked at her before walking off. Godric glared and watched as he slithered away like the worm he was. He cleared his throat and tried not to let the annoyance show in his voice “Who was that?” Godric raised an eyebrow keeping his composure.

“The biggest scum of the earth, that’s who,” Julien rolled his eyes, “well… second biggest.” Godric smirked. “I’m guessing you’re the first.” “Alright, enough,” Régine shook her head, “we’ve got press to greet, let’s go…” Godric nodded and took Regine’s hand once more and followed her to greet all the camera happy press. After a while of Regine and the other posing for pictures and answering questions Godric grew bored and wondered when they were gonna leave. “This is why I hate public functions way too many people watching me, and I can’t do whatever I want without having to deal with a bunch of witnesses.” Just as Godric was about to speak up Isabela walked out and smiled at everyone.
“Vell, Régine and Julien still ‘ave more press to do about their ‘dissolved’ partnership, this caused Godric to smile slightly, so zhey’ll be zhere a couple more hours, but zhey insisted ve don’t vait for zhem. You are all invited to our after-party back at zhe ‘ouse!” Godric frowned unhappy with the idea of leaving Genie with that disgusting toe rag but the idea of leaving was very tempting, suddenly Morgie approached him “Alessandra and Sinclair want to go, they’re a bit out of it with the alcohol though, and I’ve got to take Lucienne home. Think you could take them with you?” “Are they that out of it that they can’t drive?”

“We all came in my car,” Morgan sighed, “yours is the only available car they can go in.” He nodded. “Fine,” and set off to find Lessy and Sin. He found them off in a corner still drinking Lessy smiled wide and stumbled over to him “uncle Ric what’s up, killer concert right”, Godric couldn’t help but chuckle seeing Lessy so inebriated. “Yeah Lessy killer although I did have some plans to make it more killer your mother informed me that you were white girl wasted”. Lessy snorted “am not I’m perfectly sober see” she attempted to touch her nose to her finger but missed and jabbed herself in the eye. Godric laughed “smooth Lessy real smooth” Lessy laughed alright alright I guess I’m not as solid as I thought she leaned one her uncle as he patted her head alright I’m gonna take you two back home. Godric looked over at Sin who was drinking far more than any human should. Oi pace yourself mate you’re a vampire now just because it takes more to get you drunk doesn’t mean you won’t suffer the same effects. Sin took another shot and looked over at Godric smiling crookedly “being a vampire is awesome I drank sooooooo fucking much and I feel fucking fantastic.” Lessy giggled “be careful all that liquor is gonna go straight to your head.” Sin shook his head “I’, fine just fine see he walked a straight line from the table to Godric without tripping up ta da”. Lessy clapped “very impressive” Godric nodded “indeed but do you know what’s more impressive? Sin shook his head and Godric made like he was gonna punch Sin causing him to flinch and fall backwards.

Godric and Lessy roared with laughter as Sin tried to stand up he kept tripping over himself “I’m okay I’m fine I just can’t find my balance.” Godric pointed to the other side of the stage I think you left it over there Sin nodded and attempted to crawl over there. He stopped after a second and turned around “hey wait a minute” Godric and Lessy stared at him barely keeping it together “I was never on that side of the stage my balance couldn’t be over there”. Godric and Lessy laughed even harder as Lessy knelled down to help Sin up. “Hey you guys it isn’t funny what if somebody stole it.” Godric nodded “it’s okay if anything I’ll just buy you a new one.” Sin nodded quickly thanks Godric you’re a real standup guy. Godric smiled “Of course I’m a standup guy I still have my balance”. He led both Lessy and Sin to his car and drove off to Genie’s house.

They arrived at Regine’s about half an hour later he texted Klaus and told him where he was and in a few minutes Nik, Bekah, Elijah, Hayley, Kol, Davina and Stella pulled up in front of Genies’ house they all got out of the car and walked over Stella pouting slightly “you ditched me again is that gonna become a regular thing with you.” “I’m sorry I had to leave luv something came up and I had to take care of it but I didn’t leave you alone you had my siblings and Davina to keep you company” Yeah I guess they are more fun than you. Godric smirked “see everything worked out, now why don’t you grab some booze and go enjoy yourself” Stella tilted her head but I’m only 16. Godric nodded “so we’re all over 1000 if you average that out you’re in the green” Stella smiled I guess you’re right and walked over to the drinks table where she started conversing with Lessy and Sin. Bekah smirked “classic Ric corrupting minors with copious amounts of booze.” “Dear sister I think you’re confusing me with Kol women flock to me sober and of their own accord. Kol laughs sarcastically “ha ha brother so very funny but I’m pretty sure the women are running past you.” Elijah smirks “in any case you two have the uncanny ability to get women intoxicated in no time at all.” Not just us Nik too how else do you think he has a child. Kol laughs oooooh hahahahaha. “What was the phrase Hayley used a one night stand and a bottle of tequila and here I am nah but I’m close.” Klaus and Hayley both glared at him while he smiled innocently. Come now brother it was just I joke you too Hayley I’m sorry. Klaus smirked at least my drunken one night stand didn’t result in a 500 year long stalking obsession.” Clever brother always clever Godric smirked and went to go get a drink when his phone rang he looked at it and saw that it was Morgie ah speak of the devil “What is it now, Morgan?”

“Julien is going to kill Régine,” Godric froze processing what Morgan had just said “excuse me” “no time to explain just meet me here” she gave him the street where it would happen. He ran out of the yard past his siblings and speed off to save Regine. He arrived at the street where Morgie said it would happen and saw Régine’s car wrecked up against street light fear gripped him “Shit, Genie!” Godric ran to the car and pulled her out. She gave a soft groan. He smiled slightly you’re alive he listened for a heartbeat but didn’t hear one oh no oh fuck you’re in transition “I’ll take care of her,” Morgan looked into his eyes, “I’ll take her home, you take care of the body.” Godric looked at her for a moment, clearly pained, but nodded. He looked at Julien’s body and his eyes glowed his veins popped and he sped over to the corpse I should have destroyed you when I had the chance he lifted Julien’s body his head slumped to the side a gaping hole in his chest I should have been the one to kill you and now…now you took my Genie. He threw Julien’s body against a nearby building and punched another hole in his chest. Glaring angrily his eyes full of hate this isn’t going to be nearly as satisfying as it should be. Godric starts beating the shit out of the corpse this isn’t right you should be screaming in pain he gets angrier with each punch THIS ISN’T FUCKING RIGHT he tears Julien’s head off and throws it into the nearby ravine FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK he rips Julien’s body apart blood guts and limbs everywhere until there’s nothing left but a pile of garbage. As he breathes heavily covered in blood dripping everywhere his phone rings again his eyes still glowing anger roaring in his ears he takes it out and sees it’s Cressida he quickly answers “How’s Genie?” “She’s perfectly fine,” Cressida’s voice cracked, “but Morgan, she walked out without her ring.”
“Shit,” Godric sounded frustrated, “I’ll try to find her, just finished taking care of Julien.” “Please, hurry, the sun will rise soon,” Cressida hung up.

Godric stood and wiped some of the blood off of himself he spat on Julien’s corpse and ran off to find Morgie. He moved like a blur searching the streets “come on Morgie this isn’t the time I can’t lose you where are you where would you go.” Godric searched frantically knowing every second the sun drew nearer FUCK MORGIE WHERE ARE YOU. He stopped and closed his eyes clearing his head he thought of where she might go and what she might so when suddenly he picked up her scent and ran in that direction. He saw her slowly walking all alone on the streets smoke rising from her body the sun was on her and she was slowly burning he tackled her grabbed her picked her up and took her to a nearby building with no windows. He held her to him shaking WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME. Morgan stood with her hands to her sides not looking at him crying deeply “I…I thought it would be better for everyone if I just disappeared”. Godric lifted her chin to meet her gaze do you have any idea what my life would be life without you in it how void I would feel without you. Morgie stared into his eyes and she saw tears in the corners of them. “But I’ve been nothing but a burden to you for 500 years you Cressida Lessy you’d all be better off without me.” Morgie we’d be lost without you its you that keeps us together without you what would we be where would we be you’re not a burden you are our greatest blessing and without you we’d be lost. I love you Morgie I’ve never ever stopped loving you and I don’t want you to ever forget that I don’t want you to ever leave me again do you understand me. Morgie began to cry again as she wrapped her arms around Godric she buried her face in his chest sobbing deeply his words touching her. They stood there locked in a loving embrace for what felt like hours before Morgie spoke…
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He cares… she thought as she cried, despite everything he still care, even with Régine…

She gasped and looked into Godric’s eyes, knowing how Godric felt she couldn’t possibly let Régine die.
“Lucciene is going to kill Régine.”

“Don’t you dare leave this building,” he said to her and with a kiss on her forehead he sped off leaving her alone.

She fell to the ground, speechless as to what had just happened. There was a mixture of happiness and sadness that swirled in the deepest part of her heart. She no longer sobbed though tears continued to run down her face.
“He still loves me,” she said to herself, observing the only spot of sun that came from the door, “he’d be lost without me…”

She gave a small laugh.
“He saved me, for real this time.”

A few moments later Cressida and Alessandra burst in, both of them sobbing. They ran to Morgan and hugged her tight.

“Mum don’t you ever fucking do that again,” Lessy looked into her eyes, her own red from all the crying, “I thought I lost you!”

Cressida kissed the top of her head holding her tight.
“How could you think this was the only way? You’re so much better than this.”

“I just thought everyone would be better off without me…” Morgan hugged them back, “that you’d all be free to live your lives.”

“No life we could ever live could possibly compare to have you with us,” Cressida shook her head and gently placed Morgan’s ring back on her finger. “You’re everything to me, you’re my child, you gave me purpose and you continue to bless me every day since you were born.”

“You saved me,” Lessy cried, “you made me who I am today, you’ve held my hand since day one; you’re my mother, I don’t care if you didn’t give birth to me you are my mother and the thought of you not being around hurts so bad mum.”

“I’m sorry,” Morgan sobbed holding on to her daughter, “I… I wasn’t thinking straight.”

They remained in their embrace until their tears dried, slowly they got up and Morgan dusted herself off.
“Let’s go home,” she smiled softly, though the ghost of her pain lingered in her features.

Walking out of the building they looked around, the Quarter was beginning to come alive with people going about their morning routines, unaware of all that had happened in the previous hours. In front of the building was Kiana in the driver’s seat of Morgan’s car.

She lowered the window and gave Morgan a nod.
“Good to see you’re still with us, Mrs. A.”

Morgan nodded, and smiled.
“Good to still be here.”

Lessy sat in front with Kiana, and Cressida sat in the back with Morgan. Cressida hugged her daughter to herself and stroked her hair softly.
“You know, what you did for Régine,” Cressida spoke, “trying to save her from Julien when you could have easily just let her die, I’m proud of you.”

A pang of guilt hit the pit of Morgan’s stomach, knowing that the only reason she went after Régine was so she’d look good and no one could blame her when Lucienne killed her.
“Yeah… it wouldn’t have been right to let her die,” she cleared her throat, hopefully the warning I gave to Godric would be enough to make my wrong right…

A bang, the sound of glass breaking, Régine screamed and Lucienne fell to the floor, blood pouring out from her chest. Régine shook unable to process everything that had just happened. Memories were invading her mind, her supposed best friend now lay pretty much dead on the ground, who shot her and why? She looked behind her at the window, making sure to stay in the shadows, and she saw a black haired woman smiling at her, the same woman she saw doing the graffiti.

“Hey,” she said to Régine, waving, “you’re that chick from the French band, right?”

“Erm, o-oui,” Régine’s eyes widened seeing the sniper riffle, “’ave you come to kill me?”

She laughed.
“Fuck no, I only came from the blonde bitch,” she looked at Lucienne and grinned, “a clean shot as always,” she looked at Régine once more, “listen, I don’t like hanging around the scene when I just finish a kill, but I have to ask for a favor.”

“Vhat is it?” Régine looked puzzled and still shocked.

“Do you have a phone on you?”

Régine felt through her pockets and pulled out her phone.

“Awesome,” the woman said, “take a picture of me, quick.”

Confused, Régine opened the camera app and pointed her phone to the woman and snapped a picture.
“Vhat now?”

“Next time you see Godric, show him that picture,” she smiled. “Tell him Nikolayevna is looking for him,” and with that she vanished.

Régine remained confused, her head felt like it was going to explode. Right then the door burst open and Godric ran in, wrapping his arms around Régine. With slight hesitation she held him to her.

He looked at the ground and saw Lucienne’s body laying there in a puddle of blood.
“What happened here?”

Régine tried to keep her voice from breaking.
“She was going to kill me… and she was shot…” Régine’s thoughts spun in her head like a tornado. “Vhat happened to me?” She whispered, her eyes watering slightly, remembering the last minutes before the crash.

Godric took her hand and led her into Morgan’s office which had no windows, she sat her down in one of the chairs and he sat in front of her, looking into her eyes.
“You’re a vampire now,” he spoke softly, “Julien had been feeding you his blood without you noticing, he was a vampire too.”

“Was?” Régine blinked.

“Morgan tried to save you, she had to kill him,” he tried to seem empathic, though deep down inside he was glad the pest was gone.

“I see,” Régine bit her lip, trying not to cry, “zhings escalated, zhey shouldn’t ‘ave but zhey did…” She took a deep breath trying to compose herself. “So I’m a vampire now… Vhat does this mean for my life?”

“You'll have enhanced senses, super speed, strength, and you'll be able to compel people,” Godric listed, “that’s the basics of it.”

“Is zhat vhat you did to me at zhe bar? You compelled me?” Régine looked into his eyes.

Godric rubbed the back of his head and nodded.
“Yeah, but only because I was so interested…”

Régine looked at him for a moment and a soft smile formed.
“Vell I’m glad you did, I ‘ad zhe wrong impression of you…”

Godric kissed her lips.
“I’m glad you’re not upset.”

“Vell, I’m still getting my zhoughts in order, I might be upset later,” she looked at her hands, then back at him, “so you’re a vampire?”

“I’m a hybrid, an Original hybrid,” Godric answered, “half vampire, half werewolf.”

“Original?” Régine tilted her head.

Godric smiled.
“My siblings and I are the first of our kind.”

She blinked.
“’Ow old are you?”

“I am over a thousand years old,” he said proudly.

“Merde,” Régine’s eyes widened, she gave a chuckle, “you’re almost as old as France!”

Godric smirked.
“Very funny.”

There was a small moment of silence, broken by Régine.
“Oh, I almost forgot…” She pulled out her phone and showed Godric the picture of Nikki, “she said she was looking for you, said her name was Niko… Nikola…” Régne shook her head, “I’m not sure ‘ow to pronounce it.”

“Nikolayevna,” Godric took the phone, wide eyed, “how did you get this picture?”

“She told me to take it,” Régine replied, “as evidence I suppose… ‘oo is she?”

“She was—Is, she is my best friend,” Godric’s smile couldn’t get bigger, “I thought she had died, but she’s still alive,” he looked at Régine, “did she tell you where she’d be?”

“Non,” she shook her head, “she only said she vas looking for you.”

Godric got up.
“I need to tell the others…” He looked at Régine, “Morgan should be here soon, she’ll look after you, I promise I won’t be long,” he kissed her softly, “will you be okay without me?”

Régine smiled and kissed him back.
“Oui, I’ll vait for you.”

Godric took one last look at Régine before running out of the house over to the compound.

Régine sat there, putting her thoughts in order, she thought back to Lucienne and her brow furrowed, something wasn’t right… She thought about Morgan, why had she kept Lucienne here? If Morgan was truly psychic wouldn’t she had known?
“Vhat if ‘er leaving vas just a distraction?” She said to herself, “vhat if she knew Cressida would go after ‘er and leave me alone vith Lucie…”

Just then Morgan walked into the office and stared at Régine for a moment.
“I’m so happy Godric for to Lucienne in time.”

“It actually vasn’t him ‘oo saved me, it vas ‘is friend Nikolayeva.”

Morgan froze hearing the name.
“Nikki killed Lucienne?”

“Oui…” Régine eyed Morgan.

Morgan pulled one of her journals out from the bookshelf and sat at her desk, she dipped her quill in ink and began to write.
“Well thank Lord she did, Godric would have been devastated if something had, happened. How are you adjusting so far?”

Régine gave a nervous chuckle.
"A few days ago my biggest vorry was vhether or not ve vould be able to perform at zhe festival, now I 'ave to vorry about vhether or not I can restrain myself from killing innocent people."

"Yes, well." Morgan put her quill down and looked at Régine, "life has many twists and turns, and as an immortal you'll get to experience them forever."

"You knew, didn't you?" Régine didn't look at Morgan, looking around the office, her eyes set on one of Alessandra's paintings.

"Knew?" Morgan's tone was casual.

"You knew Lucienne vould try to kill me," she examined every detail of the artwork, "you vanted me dead, but knowing 'ow much Godric loves me you knew it vould tear 'im apart so you told 'im you had seen Lucie going for my 'eart," Régine teared up, "you made yourself seem like a 'ero vhen in reality you knew your plan vould fall apart eventually and you knew Godric vould 'ave come for you."

"Régine, I--"

She looked at Morgan then, eyes black, and walked to her, her face mere inches from hers.
"No," Régine shook her head, "vhat you did was inexcusable, Morgan, but unlike you I do 'ave a 'eart, unlike you I am not selfish and am capable of compassion. Zhe only reason I von’t tell Godric all you did is because I pity you. I zhought you my friend and you betrayed me, and I figure vatching me vith zhe man zhat you obsess over vhile 'aving to pretend everything is fine is punishment enough..." Régine stepped back, "Godric loves you, perhaps not in the vay you vant 'im to but 'e does, I am villing to tolerate 'aving you around but only for 'im; perhaps even in time ve could try to be friends, but for now... Know zhat zhe only reason 'e 'will not lay a finger on you is because I vill it."

Morgan stared at Régine, shocked over this new side of her that she'd never seen before.

Régine wiped a lone tear from her cheek.
"Remember zhat," she gave Morgan one last look before walking to the living room.

Morgan remained silent, unmoving, thinking of everything Régine had said. Her day went from being the worst, to her best, to her worst again, it was a roller coaster of emotions and it was tiring to her. She took a deep breath and continued to write, trying to place all her frustrations onto the paper.

“Marcel!” Nikki called out, a wide grin on her face as she entered his home, “I found him!”

“Found who?” Marcel walked out of his room.

“This better be important,” Josh said getting up from the couch, “I fell asleep like five minutes ago.”

Nikki smirked.
“The reason I came to New Orleans, to find my family,” she walked to Marcel and showed him the article, “Godric Mikaelson, he’s here!”

Marcel and Josh looked at each other.
“He’s… your family?” Josh raised an eyebrow.

“Well,” Nikki scratched the back of her head, “sort of, wait… you know him?”

Marcel looked at Nikki.
“Yeah, they claimed to be my family too.”

“Really?” Nikki’s eyes widened.

“Yeah, Niklaus took me in when I was a kid, he was like a father to me,” Marcel crossed his arms thinking back, “what about you, how are they your family?”

Nikki smiled, precious memories coming to her.
“When I escaped from Auschwitz, I ran to Switzerland, I went crazy killing people… Godric found me during one of my feasts, I attacked him and he could have killed me but he didn’t,” her smile grew, “ever since that day he and the Mikaelsons took me in, taught me everything I needed to know, I went everywhere with them for five years, until…”

Marcel tilted his head.
“Until what?”

“Until I got lost in an avalanche,” Nikki sighed, “when I woke they were nowhere to be found, and ever since then I’ve been looking for them throughout the world.”

“Well then, let’s not keep you waiting any longer,” Marcel smirked, “let’s take you to them.”

“Holy shit really?” Nikki took a deep breath, “it’s been 60 years… I…” She straightened her clothes, “how do I look? I can’t look like shit in front of Elijah.”

Marcel chuckled.
“You look gorgeous.”

Nikki grinned.
“Alright, let’s go.”

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Godric kissed Regine one more time before leaving the room and making his way towards the compound. His mind was racing with everything that had happened and now, Nikki is alive and she’s in the city. “Holy crap I can’t believe she’s actually alive” he couldn’t stop smiling he ran as fast as he could back to the compound and burst through the door. Godric looked around and yelled “OI EVERYBODY COME DOWN ITS IMPORTANT” Elijah was the first down the stairs “Godric need I inform you how early it is and that there is a sleeping child present” Klaus followed behind him looking very annoyed “can’t you ever come inside without yelling for everyone to come down?” “Sorry Nik but you won’t believe what I just found out” Rebekah zoomed down the stairs and stood directly in front of Godric glaring eyes black rollers in her hair “you bloody wanker do you have any idea what time it is” Godric smirked upon seeing the rollers he cleared his throat and spoke “sorry dear sister but you’ll change your tune once you find out what I’ve just learned.”

Everyone walked over to the living room and sat down. “Where’s Kol?” Godric asked waiting for his annoying little brother to join them. Klaus rubbed his eye and answered “he said something about spending the night with Davina now that your little witch is no longer with her”. “Oh…gross…whatever he won’t understand what I have to say anyway” Rebekah slumped in her seat spoke up loudly “What do you have to say Ric need I remind you how late we stayed out last night and some of us need sleep so as not to slaughter half the city.” Godric smirked and nodded he closed his eyes and spoke Nikki is alive and she’s in New Orleans. Klaus tilts his head Nikki? Nikki who Rebekah interrupts was it that blonde strumpet who hung around with us in the 1400’s and Nik killed her? Godric blinked what no Nikolayevna Werner Nikki she’s alive and she’s tracked us down to the city. Elijah raised his eyebrows what makes you think Nikolayeva is alive let alone in New Orleans Godric takes out Regine’s phone and shows   Suddenly there was a knock at the door everyone turned to look at it Rebekah groaned loudly and rolled her eyes “doesn't anybody know what bloody time it is?”

Godric shakes his head and goes to answer it now’s not really a good time would you come back la—Godric’s eye widen holy fucking shit "Drauf!" Nikki exclaimed and went to jump on him but quickly stepped back, almost forgetting she couldn't go inside. Her eyes watered. "Holy fuck I've found you," she spoke in German, her voice breaking slightly, a huge smile on her face, "I've missed you so much." Godric rushed forward wrapping  his arms around Nikki not fully believing that she was really here mein Störenfried are you really here he replied in German. Nikki held on tightly to him, shedding tears of happiness. "I'm here," she pulled away to look at his face, cupping it between her hands, "I've searched everywhere for you, mein Drauf!" I searched for you we looked for weeks but there was no sign of you Godric stared into her eyes smiling wider than he ever had before when Rebekah came up to the door for fucks sake Ric tell whoever it is to piss o-- she was silenced upon seeing who he was hugging. Nikki looked at Rebekah and grinned. "Well if you don’t want me around I'll just be going then."

Rebekah squealed and ran forward knocking Godric off of Nikki she hugged her so tightly her bones started to crack where were you she cried tears streaming down her face we looked for you forever and now here you are. Nikki laughed, straining. "Bex as much as I'm a sucker for pain, you're crushing me," she hugged her back, smiling brightly. "I wasn't going to give up on finding my family!"
Godric looked up at them “no no its fine I love being on the ground its quite comfy” Klaus and Elijah rushed to the door hearing Rebekah scream they saw Godric on the ground Klaus smirked “well it is where you meet most of the women you shag” he turned to see who Rebekah was hugging and his jaw dropped “holy shit Nikki?” Elijah's eyes widened upon seeing Nikki “mein kind” he whispered shocked. Nikki gasped, her heart bearing fast. "Nik! Mein Leben!" She let go of Bekah to hug them both. "You guys have no idea how happy I am to see you!” Godric got up and dusted himself of off watching Nikki hugging his brothers he took out his phone and made a call. Klaus and Elijah hugged Nikki tightly not believing that she was actually here after all these years Rebekah watched drying her eyes before speaking "where have you been what happened?" Nikki turned to Bekah and chuckled. "I hope you don’t have any plans today because it's going to be a looong story."

Godric put his arm around Nikki "actually some major shit just happened that I need to deal with but, now that you can come in... relax for a bit while I make another call then you can come with me" Rebekah pouts crossing her arms "excuse me you can't just monopolize her like that we all want to know what happened" Rebekah clings to Nikki's arm. Godric rolled his eyes fine "Rebekah you lot can come with just let me make my call alright" he led Nikki to the living room. Nikki smiled looking around. "Daamn this place is nice, perfect place for a killer party." Rebekah gasped "yes a party for you we'll throw one tonight invite the whole city get drunk just like old times." Elijah smirked "just make sure no one dies we don't need it too much like old times" Klaus chuckled "come now Elijah it isn't a Mikaelson party until someone dies". Godric laughed "it isn't a Mikaelson party until at least 5 people die don't be so modest."

Nikki grinned. "I already had my kill of the day but a few more wouldn't hurt." "Nikki the sun just came up who the hell did you kill already" Godric said smirking as he went to go get Nikki something to drink "do you want blood or liquor" he yelled form the cellar. "Both!" She yelled back and chuckled. "Got hired by some bitch ass named Julien to kill some blonde bimbo, she was gonna kill that girlfriend of yours, the French chick." Godric ran back up the stairs and next to Nikki what the hell did you just say. "I killed some chick who was gonna kill your girlfriend," Nikki repeated herself, "Julien gave me two mill to kill her." Godric blinked "You took my kill wait Julien hired you that slimy sack of shit didn't have the balls to do it himself Godric smirked slightly now he doesn't have a head heart or anything else for that matter."
Nikki looked at Godric and grinned. "Is that why you're stained with blood?" "Yup I didn't have the pleasure of killing him unfortunately but I did fuck up his corpse he killed Genie now she's a vampire." Elijah Rebekah and Klaus all looked at him "so the girl from the concert is a vampire now." Godric nodded yes Rebekah sat up "and didn't Nik kill her sister?" Klaus nodded yeah the annoying snarky one and the Julien guy gave her his blood so she turned." Elijah mused "and Godric killed and turned their brother on a whim so you essentially wiped out their bloodline" Godric blinked and mumbled "well when you say it like that it sounds like a bad thing." Nikki chuckled. "Good thing I ask for payment in advance," she grinned, "eh, they'll get over it, I know I did." “Yeah but still it’s insane...anyway gimme a sec I need to make a call then we can go.”

Godric walked out and pulled out his phone he dialed Stella and she answered immediately “hello” Godric smirked “hello my little witch how are you feeling?” Stella smirked “like a million bucks your friends Lessy and Sin can drink like nobody’s business”. Godric chuckled ‘yes Lessy is naturally gifted in addition to years of practice and Sin recently developed that ability”… so listen I need a favor from you.” Stella raised her eyebrow “and here I was thinking you called just to check up on me.” Godric grinned “I did it just so happened I have a task that could help you test out your magical progress.” Stella smirked “yeah sure so what do you need?” I need you to make me a daylight ring for somebody very dear to me. Stella raised an eyebrow “you want me to make it so that another one of you bloodsuckers can walk around during the day?” Godric rolled his eyes it’s not like that she’s different a new born and—Stella interrupted him “relax dude it was a joke I’ll make the ring just tell me when and where” Godric smirked and shook his head “Morgie’s house I’ll send a car for you.” Stella nodded “yeah I heard that before just make sure it shows up this time please you know”—Godric nodded “yes yes I know you hate waiting the car will be there in 5 minutes and it’ll take you to Morgie just gather what you need I don’t know how long we’ll be there then after there’s gonna be a party at my house.” Stella smiled widely “geez another shindig don’t you vampires ever take a break.” Godric smirked” nope we’re the Mikaelsons but don’t worry you’ll get used to it” and with that he hung up and rejoined the others.

Nikki looked at him. "Just filling them in as to that happened the last six decades, I'll go more in depth once we can all sit together." Godric nodded still smiling seeing her siting there after all these years “well if you're ready we can go now and you can formally meet Genie.” "Ah yes," Nikki smirked, "my new mumsy." She turned and looked at the rest of them, "better get to planning, I wanna get shitfaced with y'all," she grinned and followed Godric out the door. Godric smirked "oh I really fucking missed you he said as they all walked out the door and off to Morgie's house
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She continued to write, pouring out every single emotion she kept locked inside. This was her therapy for over five centuries. Tears rolled down her cheeks though her expression remained calm. A knock on the door snapped her away from her thoughts.
“Come in,” her voice didn’t break.

Lessy walked in with a tray of tea and set it down next to the journal.
“I thought you might like something to drink,” she tilted the hot tea onto a cup, and put in two sugar cubes like she knew Morgan liked, and stirred it. “How are you feeling?”

Morgan looked at her daughter, a small smile blossomed.
“Better,” she said softly, “I… I want to apolo—“

“No,” Lessy shook her head, “don’t. I understand why you decided to do it…” she took a deep breath, “but… as much as I love uncle Ric, you need to realize there’s more to life than him,” she looked into her mother’s eyes, her own watering, “you have your kingdom, your island, all of those who are loyal to you, you have grandma…”

“And I have you,” Morgan stood and hugged her daughter tightly, “the light of my life,” she kissed the top of her head.

Lessy hugged her back, trying not to cry.
“You’ll always have me.”

“I interrupt this beautiful moment to let you know that Ric the asshole is here,” Kiana said from the door, “and—“

“I heard you,” Godric said from afar.

Kiana rolled her eyes.
“And he’s brought a friend who needs inviting in.”

“Yeah, sure, they can come in,” Lessy wiped her tears.

“You know,” Nikki stood next to Kiana, “I have a pretty little ball gag that would look adorable on you.”

Kiana squinted.
“In your dreams,” and left.

Nikki looked back at her ass as she walked and grinned.
“Not bad,” she turned to look at Morgan and chuckled, “well if it isn’t the biggest whore in the Iberian Peninsula.”

“Excuse me?” Lessy looked at her wide eyed, “how dare you talk to my mother like that?!”

“It’s okay,” Nikki grinned, “she likes it dirty, don’t you, hiney?”

“I—“ Morgan looked at her, not expecting her to arrive so soon.

“Meine Störenfried,” Godric spoke to her in German, “take it easy on her, had to save her from killing herself a couple of hours ago.”

Nikki’s eyes turned black.
“YOU WHAT?!” She sped to Morgan and pinned her against the wall by her neck.

Lessy pulled out her dagger.
“Get off her!” Right when she was about to slash at her, Godric pulled Nikolayevna to the other side of the room.


Godric looked into her eyes.
“Nikki, control yourself.”

Nikki glared at Morgan.
“If I ever hear you attempt to kill yourself again, I’ll be sure to torture you to death myself.”

“What is going on in here?” Cressida walked in and froze upon seeing Nikki, “you.”

Nikki looked at Cressida and grinned, a hint of malice in her expression.

“Who the fuck is this?” Lessy looked at the rest of them.

Godric looked back at his niece.
“Nikki is my best friend,” he replied, letting go of Nikki, “and until very recently I thought her to be dead, so be nice.”

Lessy glared.
“She just called mum a whore!”

“Did I lie?” Nikki tried her best at an innocent expression.

“Enough,” Godric said to Nikki.

“Yes daddy,” Nikki smirked.

Godric gave an exasperated sigh.

Nikki eyed Lessy from head to toe.

“What are you looking at?” Lessy raised an eyebrow.

She grinned.
“Your fine ass,” Nikki winked before walking out of Morgan’s office.

Morgan rubbed her neck, trembling slightly. Godric looked at her.
“Are you alright?”

She nodded quickly.
“I’m fine…”

He tilted his head.
“It seemed you and Cree knew her from before.”

“We…” Morgan sat down, “she ran into us in the 80s, I was at a festival telling fortunes, she walked in and… she shot me.”

“Why?” Godric blinked.

Morgan looked at him.
“Because apparently I’m the biggest whore in the Iberian Peninsula.”

Godric looked away and nodded.
“Right… I’ll make sure to keep her under control…” he walked out.

“What is all this about you being a whore?” Lessy raised an eyebrow.

“Perhaps some day I’ll tell you,” Morgan took a sip from her tea, “today isn’t the day.”

Curiosity was eating Lessy up. But she knew better than to push the subject.

Godric walked out to the living room where the rest of them were, he walked over to Nikki and Régine and smiled.
“Nikki, this my girlfriend Régine. Régine, this is my Nikki.”

Régine blinked.
“Your Nikki?”

“Kinda like his best friend/daughter,” Nikki grinned, “pleasure to formally meet you, mumsy.”

Régine chuckled.
“Mumsy? Really?”

Nikki smirked.
“I must say Godric has impeccable taste in women.”

“Do you just hit on anything that moves?” Kiana raised an eyebrow.

“Aww, you jealous?” Nikki looked at her.

“No, I find it disgusting,” Kiana squinted.

“You know,” Nikki walked over to her, “the harder you play to get, the more fun you make the chase.”

“Fuck off,” Kiana glared.

“Would you like it all over your face?” Nikki smiled sweetly.

“Gross,” Kiana walked away.

Godric shook his head.
“Out of everyone you could possibly hit on, you pick the most annoying person in the house.”

Nikki laughed.
“I can tame her.”

There was a knock on the door, Cressida went to open it.

“Mon bebe!” Isabela ran into the living room and hugged her daughter tight, “oh ve vere so vorried!” Régine’s eyes turned black, she gulped and held her breath.

Dion raised an eyebrow.
“Mon Dieu, what’s happened to your eyes?”

Sin and Katriane walked in and looked at their sister wide-eyed.

Isabela pulled away to inspect her daughter.
“Vhat ‘appened to you?!” Without a thought Régine went to sink her teeth into her mother, but Sin and Kat pinned her to the couch. Isabela screamed and took a step back. “Vhat is going on?!”

“Sin, Kat, take Genie in there,” Godric pointed at a door, “NOW.” He looked at Dion and Isabela, “I’ll explain everything to you.”

Sin and Kat did as they were told, they took Régine into the room and locked the door, sat her down on a chair and stared at her.

“Merde,” Régine’s eyes watered, she looked at her siblings, “you shouldn’t be in here with me, I am dangerous to you.”

Sin shook his head.
“Relax, we’re on the same boat.”

“Vhat?” Régine blinked.

“Oui,” Kat nodded, “ve vere turned too.”

“My children are vhat?!” They heard Isabela scream from outside, and a thud.

“Told you she’d faint,” Sin said to Kat shaking his head.

There was arguing from Dion.

“’Ow did it ‘appen to you two?” Régine was in the verge of tears.

Sin and Kat looked at each other.
“Erm…” Kat bit her lip, “I don’t zhink now is zhe right time to tell you.”

Sin nodded.

“Julien is dead, isn’t ‘e?” Kat looked at Régine.

Régine nodded.
“Oui,” she sniffled, “Morgan killed ‘im.”

“Yeah,” Sin sighed, “Aimé had slipped back into his depression, we knew it was Julien’s compulsion wearing off.”

“’Ave you seen Lucienne yet?” Kat sat down next to her sister.

“She…” Régine took a deep breath, “she tried to kill me, Godric’s friend killed ‘er before she got a chance.”

“Holy shit…” Sin looked surprised, “Julien was telling the truth then.”

“I can’t believe it…” Katriane shook her head, “she vas our best friend…”

“I always thought she was a bit of a bitch,” Sin shrugged and looked at Régine, “how are you holding up?”

“I’m not sure,” Régine took a deep breath, “I zhought I was fine, but zhen I attacked mama, and I…” she buried her hands in her face, crying.

Kat hugged her tight.
“I know, I know…”

“I’m gonna check on mom and dad,” Sin kissed the top of Régine’s head before walking out.

Dion looked at Sin, frozen for a moment.
“My boy,” a single tear ran down his face.

“Dad,” Sin looked at him, “it’s really not as bad as it seems, I’ve actually never felt better.”

“Oh, I know!” Nikki smiled at Dion and pat his back, “you two can go to our party, get used to being around vampires and shit.”

Dion looked at her, slightly puzzled.
“Are you always this… delicate?”

Nikki shrugged.
“It’s a gift,” she looked at Godric, “we can invite hiney too, get her out of her self pity for a while.”

“Yeah, that second part doesn’t seem like a bad idea,” Godric nodded, “but I’m not sure that inviting two humans to a vampire party is a good idea.”

“Pfft,” Nikki rolled her eyes, “I could defend them with my hands tied.” She looked at Dion, “come on, it’s not like you can reverse what happened, might as well learn to embrace it.”

Dion took a deep breath.
“Well, I suppose it could have been worse… I could have lost all three of you, instead I’ll have you forever.”

“That’s the spirit,” Sin smiled and looked at his mother on the floor, “now we just have to make her see things your way.” He walked over and lifted her onto the couch. “But I’m sure it won’t be that easy.”

Nikki shrugged.
“There’s always compulsion.”

“No,” Morgan walked out, “she needs to heal on her own, we owe them that much.”

“You’re a vampire too?” Dion looked at her.

“Vampire/witch hybrid, but yes,” Morgan replied, “I’m sorry for what has happened to your family, if there was a way for me to have prevented all of this, I would have.”

“Ah, so witches are real too…” Dion sat down pinching the bridge of his nose, “what’s next, werewolves?”

Nikki chuckled.
“Godric is half werewolf.”

“Unbelievable,” Dion sat back, looking clearly frustrated.

Kiana walked back in.
“You’ll get used to it,” she looked at Godric, “though there are some you have to watch out for.”

There was another knock on the door, Morgan walked over to answer and smiled seeing Stella on the doormat.
“Stella, how wonderful to see you again.”

Stella smiled brightly, a sense of pride washed over her as one of the people she looked up to greeted her with such enthusiasm.
“It’s great seeing you again as well.”

Morgan looked at the items Stella carried, her smile falling slightly.
“Come to make a daylight ring I see, come in.”

“Thank you,” Stella walked in.

Kat and Régine walked out of the room and everyone turned to look at them.
“You alright, papa?” Régine looked at Dion.

“Mon petit bebe,” Dion stood, “it’s you I’m worried about, all of you.”

Katriane gave a soft smile.
“Don’t vorry papa, if I could get myself under control, sissy should ‘ave no problems.”

“Or so I ‘ope,” Genie gave a small smile.

“Of course,” Nikki smiled, “the three of you have got the best trainer you could ever ask for, ain’t that right, Drauf?”

Godric nodded.
“Of course.”

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Godric smirked seeing Stella arrive with the supplies to make Regine’s daylight ring. “Glad you could join us, and I see you came well prepared.” Stella nodded walking over to Godric “I’ve been practicing the incantation and I’m pretty sure I got it down, so where’s your special lady that I’m making it for?” Godric walks over to Regine and leads her over to Stella. Genie this is Stella my little witch Stella this is my lovely Genie. Regine looked at her and smiled. "A witch, hm?" She kissed both her cheeks, "funny 'ow only a few hours ago I vould 'ave zhought you vere a joke." Stella's eyes widened in shock I'm guessing that's common where you're from, she rubbed her cheeks Régine blinked and giggled, covering her mouth in embarrassment. "I am sorry, I often forget zhat Americans have a different culture."

Stella smiled “no no its fine you just caught me off guard, not every day I get a French kiss.” Stella digs into her bag and takes out several ingredients including a lapis lazuli stone “so, Godric have you chosen a ring yet or will miss Regine be providing it” Godric looks over to Regine and blinks “well actually I never thought this would be happening so I didn’t get a ring for the occasion.” Morgan chuckled. "I have a few in storage, if you would like one." “Genie do you have a ring you wanna use or would you like one of Morgie’s?” Régine thought. "I 'ave never been much of a ring person," she looked at Morgan, "perhaps in view of the circumstances 'er 'elp is appropriate." Morgan, knowing the underlying message beneath her words nodded. "I'll get one right away," she walked upstairs and came back with an assortment of rings, "you pick." Régine looked and picked the most delicate one she saw, as to not attract too much attention. "Zhis one," she handed it to Stella.

Stella took it in her hands “oooh nice choice” she broke off a piece of the lapis lazuli stone and stuck it in the center she walked over to one of the windows and opened it slightly. Placing the ring on the windowsill bathing it in the sunlight she whispered the incantation. The ring glowed slightly for a moment and then returned to normal Stella picked it up examined it for a moment and walked over to Regine. “Here you go one daylight ring designed just for you.” Régine inspected it and looked at Stella as she put it on. "Erm, is zhat it?’Ow do you know it vorked?" "Easy," Nikki said and without warning sped around the room opening all the curtains. Régine screamed and covered herself with her arms, but upon feeling no pain she slowly uncoiled from her fear position and looked around. A smile spread across her face and she hugged Stella tight. "Zhank you so much!"

Stella smiled feeling a sense of warmth and pride no problem glad I could help. Godric watched smiling “I knew you could so it” he patted her on the shoulder. She looked back at him smiling “well I can cross that off my list of first time spells”. Kiana tilted her head. "First time, huh?" She smirked, "must have had a good mentor.”Stella nodded "mmhm Godric took me to Davina Claire for training she's really good at it and taught me a bunch of great spells". Godric nodded "I thought Davina might be best suited in training her since they have similar backgrounds and are around the same age plus they both have natural raw talent." "Davina is a fine witch," Morgan nodded with a smile. "I've seen better, but yeah," Kiana shrugged. Godric smirked and turned back to Regine "So luv how do you feel with everything that's happened."

"Overwhelmed, if I'm being entirely honest," Régine sighed, "I could 'ave sworn I was dreaming if it vasn’t for zhe uncomfortable feeling of vanting to kill every 'uman in zhe room." Dion's eyes widened. "Should I leave?" "Na," Nikki patted his back, "best let her get used to it." Godric chuckled “that feeling should fade as time goes on hopefully but you've been doing beautifully so far, better than most newborns actually I'm sure you'll have it down in time for the party tonight.” Régine smiled and kissed Godric's cheek. "I sure 'ope so." Stella looked over at the couch and saw Isabella still passed out on it, her eyes widened "whoa she okay?" Godric looked over and tilted his head "oh yeah I had forgotten she fainted what would you like to do with her?" Sin looked at his mom and stroked his hair. "I think its best we load her into the car and take her home. Régine gasped. "My car, vhat 'appened to it?" Godric responded "Oh um yeah it kinda got totaled wrapped around a streetlight, but I'll buy you a new one tomorrow" smirks. Nikki grinned. "We'll make you a fucking badass." Régine smiled. "Vell I look forward to learning zhese zhings." You’ll be a natural I can tell, Sin and Kat have been doing great so I know you will too.

Back at the compound preparations are being made for Nikki’s big homecoming party. Elijah is making several calls while Rebekah is ordering around the servants making sure everything is perfect. Nik is busy picking out several different bottles of liquor. Kol comes through the front door and he raises his eyebrows upon seeing all the commotion. “Whoa what the bloody hell is going on here”. Rebekah is busy giving directions “no no higher than that a little more to the left oh god now it looks crooked must I do everything myself?” Elijah speaking on the phone “yes that’s right King’s catering tonight at 7:00 we’re having a feast and I expect everything to be perfect yes yes very good no she won’t like that perhaps ah yes excellent.” Nik is scrolling through the archives of various ancient liquors they have in the cellar “ah yes I’ve been saving this for a special occasion, and the last time we were together she drank at least three bottles of this on her own” he grins widely and “this will knock her on her ass no question.”

Kol walks down the path to his siblings looking around mumbling to himself “great throwing another party because the last one went so well.” “Oi somebody wanna tell me what the bloody hell is going on?” Rebekah looks over and him and quickly says “Nikki is back and we’re having a party for her tonight. Kol tilted his head “and who the bloody hell is Nikki.” Rebekah kept directing all her subordinates and looked over slightly annoyed you know Nikki Nikolayvena. Kol looked at her like he had no idea what she was talking about Rebekah looked at him and her eyes widened oh bloody hell you never met her. I forgot you were daggered during the time we knew her. Kol puts on a fake grin “ah yes the delightful daggers that Nik so loving sticks us with whenever we sour his mood.” Klaus looks over at Kol “and if you’ve noticed despite the various annoyances that you alone have cause you are still conscious.” Kol puts on a crooked smile I suppose that makes you brother of the year I hope you’ve prepared a speech for your award. Klaus chuckled “not all of us are as vain as you little brother I accept my trophies with quiet dignity.” Elijah ends his phone call and joins in with his bickering brothers “Niklaus the picture of humble, if you don’t believe us just look at the various titles he’s given himself as proof.” Klaus squints at Elijah while Kol laughs “ever the comedian brother I can’t remember the last time you cracked something other than necks.” “Yes well those are easier to deal with.” Elijah said smirking slightly.

“So where is this Nikolaywhatever her name is” Kol is is asked looking around.” “She’s out with Ric he had some stuff to do and she tagged along giving us time to get everything ready.” Ah Kol nodded “I see some random floozy shows up and she gets a whole damn parade your own brother comes back from the dead and I don’t get do much as a gift card.” Klaus rolled his eyes “oh what are you talking about we threw you and Finn a huge dinner remember.” Kol nodded yeah I remember being chained up with mystical handcuffs threatened and tortured. Klaus “smirked yes a traditional Mikaelson homecoming.” Elijah walked past the two pf them patting Kol’s shoulder ‘yes well the next time you come back from the dead we’ll be sure to throw you a proper party until then let us all focus on the task at hand Nikolayevna has been lost to us for some 60 odd years and now that she has returned to us we have a lot to celebrate so I need everyone to be on their best behavior” he stares directly at Kol. Kol smiles wide of course brother you have my word I won’t cause any trouble…
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“Don’t drop her,” Dion said observing as his son lifted Isabela onto his shoulder.

“Papa, I got this,” Sin rolled his eyes and effortlessly carried his mother over to the car where he set her on the front passenger seat, he looked at his father’s phone and after putting on Isabela’s seat belt he picked it up, “your phone is ringing again.” He handed it to Dion.

Dion swiped left to ignore the call and sighed seeing all the missed calls and messages.
“They found Régine’s car, they want to know what happened,” he pinched the bridge of his nose, “this day is turning out to be a complete nightmare, what am I to tell them?”

Sin shrugged.
“Set up a news conference, tell them that Régine is fine but she’s in shock and that Julien is missing, that Régine will give a statement once she’s recovered from the crash and that you have no further information at the time.”

Dion looked at Sin, impressed.
“You sure you don’t want to at least work for the PR of the company?”

He chuckled.
“I’m sure.” he closed the passenger door, “you best get going then, I’ll stay here with Lessy.”

Katriane walked out and joined them.
“I’ll go vith you to zhe press conference.”

Dion blinked.
“You… you heard all of that?”

She smirked.
“Zhere is much you need to learn, papa,” she patted his shoulder, “I’ll inform you on zhe way zhere.”

Sin looked at her.
“Are you sure you can handle being around that many humans by yourself?”

She nodded.
“Oui, madame Alexandrov just gave me enough blood to ‘old me.”

Dion seemed to have gone pale.
“Human blood?”

Kat gave him a sympathetic smile.

Dion took a deep breath and nodded.
“Right… Well we best get going.”

Sin hugged his sister tightly.
“Call me if you need anything, okay?”

Katriane kissed his cheek and hugged him back.
“D’accord,” she pulled away and smiled at him before getting in the car, and off they went to set up the conference.

Sin felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around to see Alessandra smiling at him.
“It’s been one hell of a day, huh?”

He looked at her still puffy eyes and hugged her tightly, she hugged him back in return.
“The important thing is that they’re both safe,” he kissed the top of her head.

“I was so scared,” her voice threatened to break again.

“Hey,” Sin cupped Lessy’s face and looked into her eyes, “I may not know your mother that well but one thing I do know is she’ll never try that again, not after seeing how hurt you were, okay? You won’t lose her any time soon, I can guarantee you that.” He wiped her tears, “so no more crying, there’s no reason to cry. You need to be happy.”

“You’re right,” Lessy sniffled and nodded, she gave her best smile, “she’s safe, I’m not sure why I keep letting it get to me.”

Sin kissed her forehead.
“I’m sure I’d be the same way if it were my mother.”

Alessandra took his hand and they began to walk back towards the house.
“How are you feeling about Régine?”

He shrugged.
“I don’t know, she’s my little sister and it sucks that it happened the way it happened, but now she’s immortal, and stronger… I don’t have to worry about her as much.”

“That’s true,” Lessy smiled.

“Oi,” Nikki looked at Sin and Lessy, “how long has that been going on for?”

“A few days,” Sin blinked, “why?”

Nikki smirked.
“No reason, you don’t look like much competition anyways,” she turned around leaving Sin confused and looked at Godric, “alright, all my shit is at Marcel’s place, we should probably go and move it all over to yours.”

“Right,” Godric looked at Morgan, “will you be okay?”

She nodded.
“I’ll be fine, Ric, go.”

His gaze lingered on her for a moment before nodding.
“Alright,” he took Régine’s hand, “let’s go.”

Nikki winked at Kiana, she rolled her eyes and slumped back on the couch.

“Can I come too?” Stella looked at Godric.

“Of course,” Nikki wrapped an arm around her shoulders, she placed her finger under her chin, “I could use a pretty face like yours around.”

“Nikki,” Godric chuckled, “she’s 16.”

“Oh,” Nikki quickly let go of her, “you know, minors should come with a warning label.”

Stella giggled.

Godric walked over to Sin and whispered in his ear.
“Keep an eye on Morgie, call me if you see her acting strange… well, more than usual.”

Sin nodded.
“Wil do.”

They all walked out the door, Kiana got up.
“Finally got the filth out of the house,” she walked to the door and locked it.

Sin raised an eyebrow.
“What’s your deal?”

“My deal is that Godric Mikaelson is nothing but trouble,” Kiana crossed her arms, “we almost lost Morgan today because of him.”

Sin was about to open his mouth but decided it was best to not argue, because defending Godric would have meant bashing Morgan for her actions, and he needed to be on good terms with everyone in the house.

“I also feel insulted that he had to bring another witch in to do the daylight ring,” Kiana rolled her eyes, “Morgan and I would have done a fantastic job, thank you very much.”

Sin took a deep breath.
“I’m sure you would have.”

Morgan chuckled.
“I think it was best that you didn’t do it, Kiana.”

“And why is that, Ms. A?”

“Because,” Morgan grinned, “knowing you, you would have undone it.”

“You say it like it’s a bad thing.”

Sin blinked.
“You know that’s my sister, right?”

Kiana looked at him and smiled sweetly.
“Funny… I don’t really care,” her smile faded and she walked over to the backyard.

“Wow, what a bitch,” Sin’s eyebrows were raised in surprise.

“That’s Kiana for ya,” Lessy chuckled, “her bark is worse than her bite though, she means well.”

“If you say so…”

Lessy looked at her mother.
“Are you alright, mum?”

Morgan looked at her and gave her a soft smile.
“Things are going to change, but… I’ll adjust,” she took a last glace at the front door before walking into her office followed by Cressida.

“Wow, your mom really has it bad for Godric, huh?” Sin sighed.

“Uncle Ric was her first everything,” Lessy nodded, “he’s quite literally the love of her life.”

“Honey, I’m hooome!” Nikki shouted walking into Marcel’s apartment.

“Really?” Marcel chuckled from the couch.

“Don’t act like you didn’t like that,” Nikki smirked.

Godric rolled his eyes, the thought of Nikki and Marcel actually being together making him nauseous.

“Alright guys, this way,” Nikki led them over to the room where she kept all her bags, “okay so I was actually thinking of wearing this to the party,” she held up a bustier with a skull in the middle.

“Is… is zhat real?” Régine blinked.

“The skull?” Nikki grinned, “fuck yeah, belonged to the first Nazi officer I killed.”

“You killed Nazis?” Stella asked surprised.

“Well yeah,” she chuckled, “I had to return the favor.”

“Is that really what you’re wearing,” Godric raised an eyebrow.

Nikki looked at the bustier and then at him.
“Yeah, why not?”

He sighed.
“Nikki, do you really think Elijah would let you wear that in one of his parties?”

She looked at herself in the mirror putting it over her body.
“I guess not…”

“Exactly,” Godric smirked, “don’t you have anything formal?”

“You mistake me for a classy lady, Drauf,” Nikki grinned.

“Guess we’ll have to shop before the party then.”

“That sounds like an awesome idea,” Nikki nodded, “my first shopping trip with mumsy, should be a good time.”

“I suppose I could use a new outfit,” Régine gave a soft smile, “sure, vhy not… ve’ll ‘ave to vatch out for zhe paparazzi zhough.”

“Easy,” Nikki smiled, “We’ll go in my car so the pap doesn’t recognize it.

“Brilliant,” Régine smiled, “let’s take everything and go zhen,” she was about to grab one of Nikki’s bags, but Nikki picked it up before she could.

“Careful, mumsy,” Nikki put the strap over her shoulder, “I carry explosives in here,” she grinned grabbing the rest of her bags, 7 in total, all strapped into her shoulders like a giant makeshift backpack.

Godric observed her and noticed that most of the bags were US Army bags, he tilted his head and made a point to ask her about it later.

“See ya at the party, Marcel,” she high fived him.

“See you there,” he smirked.

They all walked down to the street and into an alley where Nikki kept her red and black Bugatti Veyron, she opened the trunk and very carefully placed her bags inside.

This is your car?” Stella looked amazed, “and I thought Godric’s car was awesome.”

“My car is awesome, Stella,” Godric crossed his arms.

“Oh, yeah, of course!” Stella smiled.

He smirked.
“That wasn’t too convincing.”

She gave a nervous chuckle and got into the passenger seat.

They all got into the car and Nikki sped off, making their way to the Abattoir.

Régine’s phone chimed and she unlocked it to reveal Katriane had sent her a link to a livestream of the news conference, she tapped it and began to watch.

”It is a sad day for the Belle Morte family indeed,” Dion spoke, “what was meant to be a night of celebration turned into a night of tragedy as my daughter Régine Zaeri and her friend Julien Blasco were in a horrible car crash. We don’t know what the cause for the accident was, Régine is still in shock though she suffered no substantial injuries; unfortunately Julien’s body was nowhere to be found and he is as of now reported missing. Police say his body was ejected from the car through the windshield as he was not wearing his seatbelt, Régine was found unconscious, had the airbag not deployed she wouldn’t be with us. We have no further information at this time, thank you.”

The stream was filled with reporters all asking questions at the same time, Dion and Katriane walked away from the cameras, the stream cut off.

“Missing…” Régine sighed, “he’s dead…”

Godric took her hand and rubbed it gently with his thumb.
“Morgan only killed him to try to save you.”

She gave a small chuckle.

“Aiight we’re here,” Nikki said going into the driveway, she parked and took everything out from the trunk, and walked with the rest inside.

“Guys, we’re back!” Godric shouted.

Kol was the first to make it down the stairs, he looked at Nikki from head to toe, arms crossed.
“So you’re the strumpet everyone’s been making a fuss about.”

“Hey!” Nikki smiled brightly, “I remember you, you’re that asshole Nik had kept daggered in a box for decades! How you adjusting?”

“What did you—“ Kol was about to hit Nikki before Godric held him back.

Nikki grinned.
“Let him go, Drauf, I can take him.”

“In your dreams,” Kol glared.

“No one will be taking anyone,” Elijah walked down the stairs, “Kol you will treat Nikolayevna like family… well, better than you treat family.”

“Thank you, mein Leben,” Nikki batted her eyelashes at him.

Elijah gave her a nod and smiled softly.
“Come, I’ve prepared your room.”

Nikki stuck her tongue out at Kol before following Elijah up the stairs.

“Are they always like this?” Stella looked at Régine.

“I’m not sure, zhis is only zhe second time I ‘ave been in zheir ‘ome…” Régine stayed close to Stella, the realization that everyone but her in the house were vampires made her a bit uneasy, despite her being a vampire herself, she whispered into Stella’s ear, “zhough it is not zhe first time I’ve seen Kol behave like zhis.”

Stella nodded.

“Alright,” Nikki walked down the stairs, “we’re good to go,” she took one last look at Kol and winked at him before walking out the door.

“Behave,” Godric said to him before walking out with Régine and Stella.

They all got into the car and drove to the nearest mall. Régine and Nikki were looking at some of the gowns, Stella looked a bit uncomfortable.

“Erm, Godric… These gowns are beautiful but could we maybe go to a store that’s more appropriate for me?” Stella looked at him.

“Oh, uh, yeah,” he nodded, “sure,” he looked at Régine and Nikki, “we’ll be right back, we’re gonna browse other stores.”

“Alright,” Nikki watched him and Stella walk off, she then looked at Régine, “so… have you two fucked yet?”

Régine nearly choked on her saliva.

Nikolayevna chuckled.
“Come on, I’m curious.”

Régine blushed deep.

Nikki shrugged.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me,” she grinned, “I can see it in your face that you two already have,” she held out a dress and placed it in front of her, “what do you think of this one?”

“It’s lovely,” Régine’s blush would not fade,  “suits you quite well.”

“Thanks,” Nikki smiled and draped it over her shoulder, “so… how big is it?”

“’Ow big is vhat?” Régine kept combing through the gowns.

“You know, his dick, his cock, le pine,” Nikki grinned.

“It’s, erm...”


Régine nodded, trying not to smile.

“Holy shit, like… he’s hung?” Nikki’s grin grew, “I always knew Drauf had a horse cock.”

“You and ‘im ‘ave never…”

“Oh, no,” Nikki shivered, “the thought of having sex with Drauf is gross, he’s like a father/brother to me; but I’m glad to know he doesn’t have a bitch dick.”

Régine stifled a laugh.
“Bitch dick?”

“Yeah, you know, like one of them Michelangelo statues and shit,” Nikki smirked.

“Oh no, definitely nothing like zhat, it’s more like…” Régine showed an approximate length with her hands, Nikki’s eyes widened.

“Is it thick?”

“Oui,” once more Régine showed with her hands.

“Holy fuck, you lucky bitch,” Nikki laughed, “I’ve definitely not had anything like that before, and I’ve had a lot.”

“Oui, I must admit ‘is co—“

“Oh hey Drauf,” Nikki smiled innocently.

“Hello,” Godric smirked at how suspicious they both looked.

“We’re almost done,” Nikki showed him the dress, “what do you think?”

“That’s perfect,” Godric nodded.

They kept browsing and found shoes and a dress for Régine, they walked out getting a few looks from people who seemed to recognize Régine, which Nikki took care of by compelling them as they walked to forget about her. They all drove home to get ready before the party started.

Nikki could hear the buzzing from the guests from outside her door, she looked at herself in the mirror and smirked, not having dressed so nicely in decades. Her last memory of a party like this was before she lost the Mikaelsons, Elijah was always one to throw big fancy events.

The door opened and Nikki looked over to see Klaus smiling.
“You look beautiful, one would almost mistake you for a lady.”

She laughed.
“Oh we both know I’m no lady,” she walked over to him and hugged him tight, “I missed you all so much.”

Nik hugged her back.
“We missed you too,” he pulled away and smiled softly, “come on, we’re all waiting for you.”

Nikolayevna laced her arm with his and walked out to the balustrade where the rest of the family waited, gazing upon all the guests. Elijah tapped his glass, getting everyone’s attention, they all looked up at the Mikaelsons.

“As you all know, every party we throw has a special occasion, and tonight is no exception,” Elijah took hold of Nikki’s hand, “today we celebrate the return of a woman we thought was dead sixty years ago, a woman that is family, I want to introduce you all to my daughter Nikolayevna Werner,” the guests applauded, Nikki’s eyes watered, “I welcome you all to join us in this special celebration, let the party begin,” he raised his glass and gave a nod, it was then the music began and everyone began to drink, eat, and dance.

Nikki hugged Elijah tightly.
“Danke, mein Leben.”

He hugged her back.
“Welcome home, meine Kind.”

Nikki pulled away smiling, and looked down at everyone, inspecting them all. She raised an eyebrow when she spotted a photographer who seemed to be snapping pictures of Régine.
“I’ll be right back,” she said before walking down the stairs and making her way to him. “That’s a really nice camera you got there.”

“Thanks,” he said as he took more snaps.

“How come you’re taking pictures of her?” She asked casually, “you like her?”

“Not my type,” he chuckled, “she’s going to be the star of my next article. Julien is missing, and her family is here partying. Scandalous.”

Nikki grinned evilly.
“You know, I’ve known her for a long time,” she looked around, “you want a scandal? I can tell you things that would shock you.”

“Is it more shocking than her sister’s sex tape?” Nikki had his full attention.

She blinked and cleared her throat.
“Oh yes” she smirked, “the walls have ears though, let’s go somewhere more private.” He grinned and took a few more snaps before following Nikki down to the garden. “You mind if I look at the pics?” She sat down.

“Yeah sure,” he handed her the camera, sitting next to her.

Nikki scrolled through a few and gasped.
“Oh shit, you caught a nip slip!”

“I did?!” He got closer, “where?!”

“Here,” Nikki shoved her hand into his chest and ripped his heart out, his body falling limp and gray to the ground. Nikki threw the heart aside and  put the strap of the camera around her neck before going upstairs to wash her hands.

She walked out and saw Godric and Régine dancing, she smiled brightly and walked over to them.
“Say cheese!” She said and snapped a picture, “adorable.”

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Godric and Stella walked around the mall looking for another store Stella ran over to one she like “ooooh what about this one?” Godric tilted his head “over a thousand years and shopping for dresses is still the most boring this in the entire world.” Stella looked back and him and chuckled “well with all the practice I’m surprised you’re not used to it by now, or at the very least found a way to pass the time.” “Godric grins oh I’ve found plenty of ways to pass the time none of them very clean or discreet if you know what I mean.” Stella looks st him for a moment then cringed “eww gross”. Godric laughed “I meant feeding but good to know you have a dirty mind I won’t have to be so careful around you.” Stella looked at several dresses each more beautiful than the last while Godric sat and tried not to die of boredom. After a few minutes she chose one she ran to a mirror and held it in front of her “I really like this one” sje looked back at Godric “what do you think”? Godric was sitting upside-down in a nearby chair and looked up “I think it looks great” although he couldn’t really tell from this angle. Stella smirked seeing him this way “I see you found a way to entertain yourself that’s good”.

Godric nodded “yeah you should try it really gves you whole new perspective on things, he turned around and got up really fast no one saw except a little girl who pulled on her mother’s dress trying to get her attention. “Mommy mommy that man look he’s really fast” that’s nice dear her mother paid no attention and continued browsing dresses. Godric chuckled I remember loving to do that to the kids at Lessy’s school little fuckers were always terrified of me. Stella looked at him “you used to scare little kids for fun?” Godric nodded smiling “yup I always hated the little bastards and scaring them was my favorite pastime and as a bonus no one fucked with my little Lessy… not that anyone would dare she’s kick all their asses blindfolded.” Stella grinned “I believe that, alright I’m gonna get this one let’s go” she headed towards the register with Godric following behind her. She sighed seeing the huge line “damn I really hate long lines.” Godric nodded and smiled “me too which is why I choose not to wait in them follow me.” He strolled to the form of the line cutting in front of various customers who mumbled under their breaths. The cashier looked at Godric scowling “umm sir we have a line” Godric looked back then at the cashier “yes I’m well aware but I don’t do lines.”

“Now what I need you to do for me is bag this up nice and good, we have a very important party to go to and we don’t wanna be late.” The cashier rolled his eyes “whatever I don’t get paid enough to care anyway alright sir your total will be $1500.” Stella’s eyes widened as she stared at the screen 1500 dollars for this that’s insane who the hell would pay that much for a dress. Godric smirked tilting his head “Elijah pays eight times that much just for one of his suits but you’re right I’d never spend that much on a dress especially here.” The cashier sighed deeply “so I take it you don’t want the dress… now I gotta process it restock that’s mad paperwork.” Godric smiled widely “nah we’ll take it, in fact you’re going to give it to us as a gift isn’t that right” he looked deep into the cashiers eyes who in turned nodded and rung them up he put the dress in the bag and handed it to Stella “here you go ma’am have a nice day”. Stella blinked shocked “umm thanks” she take the bag and walks out of the store following closely behind “ugh what the hell was that?” she asked looking around to make sure no one was watching them. Godric looked over at her “oh that was compulsion I assumed you knew.” Stella thought for a moment the nodded “”yeah right supernatural mind control” she squints at him have you ever dome that to me?” Godric laughed no luv compulsion doesn’t work on witches… unfortunately. Oh well good they made their way back to the store where Morgie and Genie were Godric saw them from across the store and smiled he noticed Genie blushing and Nikki smiling “well shit that can’t be good” he listened closely to what they were saying and caught a bit of their conversation.

“Holy fuck, you lucky bitch,” Nikki laughed, “I’ve definitely not had anything like that before, and I’ve had a lot.” Godric blinked “what the hell are they talking about” Genie chucked and spoke “Oui, I must admit ‘is co—““Oh hey Drauf,” Nikki smiled innocently. As Godric walked up to them. “Hello,” Godric smirked at how suspicious they both looked. “We’re almost done,” Nikki showed him the dress, “what do you think?” “That’s perfect,” Godric nodded. Much more appropriate than the skull bra. Godric took care of the cashier from this store after Genie had found a dress and a pair of shoes she liked they walked out getting a few looks from people who seemed to recognize Régine, which Nikki took care of by compelling them as they walked to forget about her. They all drove home to get ready before the party started.

Godric and Regine were dancing with each other Godric held her close listening to her heartbeat which sounded much different since she’d been turned. Genie looked up at him and smiled he looked at her and grinned “so are you enjoying the party”? She nodded “Oui I’m having a vonderful time”. He kisses her forehead “and how are you adjusting to being a vampire” Genie looked down and thought for moment well it was shocking at first, and I’m still afraid that I might accidentally hurt someone but being here with you I feel safe and in control. Godric smiled and held her close. That’s good to hear he said thinking about everything that happened that day when Genie looked up and asked him something. “Elijah said you thought zhat Nikki had died 60 years ago how do you feel seeing her after all zhese years?”

Godric looked up and thought for a moment “honestly it still feels like a dream especially with everything else that’s happened but I’m incredibly happy Nikki is the best friend that I have ever had and when I lost her it was awful it felt like a piece of me had died.” Genie nodded “and…how did you lose her?” Godric stared at her “we were skiing in the mountains of Switzerland Godric sired we were having fun it was just us me Nik Bekah Elijah and Nikki, she was showing of doing tricks laughing I warned her not to be too loud but she didn’t listen and her screaming caused an avalanche that’s how we got separated we searched for weeks but there was no sign of her we thought she was dead.”

“I wanted to stay and search some more at the very least find her body but the avalanche drew unwanted attention and we were forced to go.” This is the most that Genie has ever heard Godric talk about himself and his past she was so fascinated by it the very fact that he had been in an avalanche and survived without a scratch. She hesitated not wanting to overstep or ask too much but she continued, “what unwanted attention did it draw”? Godric looked at her and thought of Mikael and all the pain he had caused “my father Mikael chased us wherever we went”. Genie stared at him this was the first time Godric revealed anything about his parents the only thing she knew was that he told them they died. Godric was about to continue when he heard someone approaching them. He looked over and saw Nikki with a huge camera he looked down at Genie we’ll continue this another time. Genie nodded trying not to look too disappointed.

“Say cheese!” She said and snapped a picture, “adorable.” He tilted his head and thought to himself “where the fuck did she get that”. Godric smiled “nice camera who’d you have to kill to get your hands on that” Nikki grins some pap douche taking pics of you and mumsy, nothing to worry about I took care of it. Godric nodded and smiled thanks so are you enjoying this little shindig we put together for you? Nikki nodded “damn right one of the best parties I’ve been to in a while.” “Well I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself and we’re all glad you’re back” Nikki smiles then looks over at Kol “well not everyone”. Godric looks over and rolls his eyes aww don’t mind Kol he’s a git Nikki chuckles “the original git” Godric laughs exactly. Kol overheard their conversation and took another sip of his drink he thought to himself “I’ll show them original git.”…
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Nikki smirked hearing Kol’s words, she looked at him and winked, earning herself a glare from Davina. She chuckled and turned her attention back to her best friend.
“Though this party could use better music…” She walked away without saying another word and approached the band, “I’ll double whatever Elijah is paying you if you play this,” she pulled out a flash drive from her cleavage and motioned towards the laptop on top of the keyboard.

“Mr. Mikaelson gave some very specific instructions,” the singer said, “we’re not looking for trouble.”

She smiled.
“But this party is for me,” Nikki got closer to him and straightened his tie, “I’ll deal with him, yeah?”

He had a slight blush to his cheeks, he quickly nodded and took the flash drive.
“Fine, but if he comes to us you have to promise to take care of him.”

“Of course,” Nikki nodded and got off the stage, smiling sweetly.

He took another look at her before going over to the pianist and handing him the flash drive; in a few seconds the music began to play, the classy jazz music was changed for upbeat club music. Everyone looked around to see why the sudden change, Nikki took advantage of this and began to dance her way to the center of the room.

Her body twisted sensually to the music, her years of being in the escorting business evident with every move. She knew her body and how to work it, rightfully earning the stares of most male guests at the party.

She looked around, smirking, and set her eyes on Sébastiene, who was staring at her. She walked to him and pulled him over, and began to dance with him; not missing a beat he danced, matching her every move skillfully. Nikki turned to face him and grinded on his body, and right then she felt herself be yanked away from him.

Katriane looked menacing, her eyes black and her hair blazing red making her look wild.
“Stay away from my husband!”

Nikki, clearly looking unphazed, chuckled and continued to dance.
“Sure thing.”

Kat glared at her before taking Séb’s hand and pulling him away from the crowd.

Nikolayevna looked up as she danced, and saw Elijah, his eyebrows raised as he observed what was going on. She chuckled and blew a kiss at him, turning to face everyone else.

“Go to her,” Nikki could hear someone whisper.

“No way man,” a man said, “look at her, she’s completely out of my league.”

She looked at the direction the voices came from and grinned, seeing a very attractive young man with his friend. They locked eyes for a moment, he gave her a charming goofy smile; she went to him and took his hand, without hesitation he followed her and twirled her, Nikki pressed her body against his as they danced. Though he wasn’t as good with his feet as Sébastiene, he could keep up with his dance partner; they kept up the arousing dancing until the song ended, Nikki turned and smiled at him, and with a wink she walked away from him and back to Godric.

“Well that was fun,” she smirked.

“Yeah,” Godric smirked, “he certainly thought so.”

Nikki looked back at the man, and saw he was staring dreamily at her.
“Yeah, I tend to have that effect on people,” she shrugged, but there was something about that guy she just couldn’t shake off…

Just then her gaze shifted towards the entrance where she spotted people arriving.

Morgan walked in, undoubtedly the most posh looking person in the room; a select few of the guests stopped their activities and bowed at her.

“You’re shitting me, right?” Nikki looked at Godric, “this bitch’s got people bowing for her?”

Godric rolled his eyes.
“They’re part of her sheep herd.”

Laced in arms with her was Jean, looking dapper as ever, clearly having help from Morgan with his wardrobe. Close behind was Cressida, looking radiant and elegant as always; and behind her were Alessandra and Sin, looking more relaxed in their attire, but still classy.

Elijah walked down the stairs to greet them, giving Morgan a courtesy bow.
“Your majesty,” he smirked, playing along, “glad you could join us.”

“You know I’d never miss a party of yours, Elijah,” Morgan smiled, “after all, they are legendary; though I’m surprised by the choice of music.”

He chuckled.
“I assure you this was not my doing,” he looked at Cressida and placed a kiss on both of her cheeks, happy to see his old friend, “Lady Cressida, you look beautiful.”

Cressida smiled warmly at him and hugged him.
“Thank you, you look handsome as per usual.”

“Well, looking this good doesn’t come easy,” Elijah smiled, “I hope you find everything to your liking,” he spotted some new guests arriving, “excuse me.”

Cressida watched Elijah walk away, Morgan smirked.
“Reliving old memories, mum?”

She blushed and shook her head.
“It’s nice to see him is all,” she smiled and combed the room with her gaze, upon spotting Aimé she looked at Morgan.

“Go to him,” she nodded.

With a small excited squeal she quickly made her way over to Aimé; but her smile faded upon seeing his puffy eyes.
“What’s wrong?” She stroked his arm.

“What isn’t wrong?” He took a deep breath, “everything is wrong, zhree of my best friends died, one permanently, zhe other two are vampires… Everyone around me is a vampire, you’re a vampire… I was hypnotized by said dead best friend to get over zhe death of my girlfriend but now zhat he died I remember everything and I feel all zhe pain, I miss her so much.”

Cressida frowned, understanding how he felt.
“I… I could make that go away if you’d like.”

“No,” Aimé shook his head, “I don’t want to keep living a lie…” He took a step back, “I shouldn’t have come here, I wasn’t in the mood for a party but Katriane insisted it would help, it’s not helping… I’m going to leave, I’m sorry…” He hastily pushed past the guests, leaving the compound.

Cressida stared as he left, knowing it was best to give him space, but she couldn’t help feeling a hint of sadness. Her first relationship in 500 years, happiness at her fingertips, and it escaped her like smoke. Perhaps by giving him time to mourn his girlfriend she could have another chance. After all, she too knew what it was like to mourn someone she loved.

Noticing what happened, Morgan walked over to her and hugged her.
“You alright?”

“Yes,” Cressida hugged her back. She pulled away, a soft smile almost hid her sadness, “he’s young, he’s experienced a lot in a short amount of time… It’s best to just let things play out as they should.”

Elijah walked over to them.
“Cressida, may I have this dance?” He gave Morgan a nod as he smiled.

“But you don’t dance to this type of music,” Cressida looked at him a bit confused.

“Yes, well, this is a celebration,” he took her hand, “I suppose I can… let loose for a night.”

“Careful Elijah, soon you’ll be loosening your tie and unbuttoning the first button on your shirt,” Morgan chuckled.

Elijah shook his head smirking, he looked at Cree.
“Shall we?”

“We shall,” Cressida gave a small curtsy before walking to the center of the room with him to dance.

Morgan smiled looking at them, she noticed Hayley was looking at them too.
“You’re not jealous, are you?”

“What, me?” Hayley shook her head, “na, Elijah’s told me all about Cressida, they’re good friends, and given how Cressida just got stood up I’d say she needs a dance or two.”

“Good,” Morgan looked around to see Lessy and Sin at the drinks table chatting away, she spotted Jean speaking with Régine’s parents.

“So how are you two adjusting?” He asked them.

“Vell…” Isabela began, “ve’re in a room full of vampires, zhree of zhem being our only children, ve could be murdered at any moment by any of you… but ve’re ‘ere, so I suppose ve are doing quite vell.”

“That’s the spirit!” Jean patted her shoulder, causing Isabela to flinch.

Dion protectively wrapped an arm around her.
“It kind of makes you think, who else have we been working with who is also a vampire,” he took a sip from his drink, “I mean I’ve called our business partners vampires before, but imagine if they really were… Changes the perspective of the world…”

“Well, if they haven’t sunk their fangs in you yet then I’m sure you can trust them,” Jean chuckled and looked at Régine, “and you, how are you doing?”

Régine thought for a moment.
“Vell, I zhink I’m adjusting quite vell, but I zhink it is because of all zhe blood I ‘ad before zhe party,” this statement caused Dion’s face to scrunch up in slight disgust, “I look at my parents and I vant to drain zhem, but I can control myself enough zhat I don’t attack zhem.”

Isabella frowned and looked at Dion, who shook his head so she would stay quiet.

“It’ll get much easier with time,” Jean nodded, “right now it seems hard, but I promise things will get better, soon you’ll see that being one of us is much better and more freeing than simply being human. I’m just glad Morgan didn’t go through with her plan to stop that from happening.”

Morgan’s eyes widened.

“Excuse me?” Godric raised his eyebrows.

“What plan?” Nikki took a step forward, her eyes black, “what was she planning on doing?”

Jean blinked, realizing he messed up.
“Oh, wow, uhm…”

Godric looked into his eyes.
“What was Morgan’s plan?”

“She was going to let Lucienne kill Régine so she could keep you to herself,” Jean blurted out.

“What?!” Dion was outraged, he was about to march over to Morgan before Isabela stopped him.

“Mon amour, remember zhese people can kill us vithout a second zhought,” she whispered.

“And I thought you could sink no lower!” Nikki growled, walking over to her.

Cressida, having overheard everything, quickly made her way to Morgan.
“Morgan, is this true?”

“I… I…” Morgan gulped.

“YOU WHAT?!” Nikki slammed her by her neck against the wall.

“Nikolayevna!” Elijah’s stern voice boomed, “leave her.”

Nikki growled and forced herself to back away from Morgan, wanting with all her mind to rip her through shreds.

“I can’t believe it,” Cressida looked shocked, “Godric has been nothing but good to you, and 500 years later you still don’t learn…” She took a step back, “do you not see how happy Régine makes him?”

“I wanted him to be happy with me!” Morgan tried not to cry.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t condone this, you’ve gone too far…” Cressida shook her head, “I can’t look at you right now.”

“But mum--” Morgan began, but Cressida turned around and walked away, not wanting to hear another word. Morgan’s eyes watered.

Régine observed the scene, not intervening. Morgan was now getting what she deserved, Régine couldn’t help but feel satisfied; though a deep part of her felt sad for her.

Morgan looked at Godric.
“I’m so sorry,” she sniffled, “I was just driven by jealousy! But I told you, I told you Lucienne was going to kill her, because I realized that I want you to be happy more than I want you!”

Lessy raised an eyebrow walking towards the group.
“What’s going on? Everyone’s staring…”

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Godric stared at Morgan not believing what he heard. “There’s no way no way Morgie would ever do that” he thought to himself but the looks of horror on her face was all too clear. “She was gonna let that blonde bitch kill genie kill the woman I love for her own jealousy” his mind raced trying to process everything. “And…and when I saved her she was gonna kill herself because her planned failed, Genie died because of her Genie’s a vampire because of her”. He looks around and sees people starting to stare Lessy suddenly walks over “What’s going on? Everyone’s staring…” Godric tilted his head he let go of Regine’s hand and walked toward Lessy “Alessandra would you come with me please?” Lessy Blinked started having never heard her uncle use her actual name “um yeah sure is…is everything alright.” “Just please come with me I need your help.” Godric took he hand and walked into the other room he took out a little pouch and pressed some marbles into the door. He turned and looked at Lessy no emotion on his face

“Alessandra do you have any vervain on you.” Lessy stared at him uncertain “Umm yeah, is everything alright you’re freaking me out” Godric stared calmly “yes everything will be fine can I have it please “Lessy tilted her head “yeah sure here ya go” she handed over a small vile of vervain he looked at in then set it down on the table “Uncle Ric…” Alessandra I am so so sorry. Lessy started to tear up fear radiating from her body why what’s wrong what are you Godric silenced her and looked deep into her eyes he spoke softly. “Morgan Claire Alexandrov who is she to you” Lessy stared back and spoke calmly “she’s my mother she raised and cared for me my entire life I love her.” Godric continued staring “no she no longer exists to you, you will forget all memories of her every trace of her eradicated you will only remember Cressida and I as your caretakers and my siblings Morgan means nothing to you do I make myself clear?” Lessy nods slowly and repeats “nothing” Memories of Morgan suddenly vanished precious moments gone Morgan teaching her how to tie her shoes gone, staying up late listening to dozens of stories’ gone every special moment ever huge every kiss every smile all the love for her mother gone as though it never happened as though she never existed.

Godric attempts to smile and kisses her forehead “you will believe this to be irrefutable fact until I deem otherwise” Lessy nods again. Lessy blinks and looks around hey Uncle Ric water we doin here isn’t there a party goin on?” Godric nodded “yes of course I just needed to ask you one thing do you know anybody named Morgan.” Lessy shook her head nope doesn’t ring a bell why. Godric closed his eyes no reason, never mind he said come let’s go back to the party. Godric removed the marbles from the door and walked back over to him are you ready. Lessy held Godric’s hand and nodded she walked over to the door and opened it there was a group of people standing there staring at them. There was Cressida Regine Jean Regine’s parents and…a red haired lady…
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Morgan quickly rushed over to Lessy and took her by the arm, she held her protectively to her knowing Godric’s rage had no limits.

“Oi!” Alessandra protested and pulled away from her, “what do you think you’re doing?”

She looked at Lessy confused.
“Did he do anything to you? Are you okay?”

Lessy raised an eyebrow.
“Uh…” She looked at Godric and whispered, “who the hell is this lady?”

Morgan’s heart stopped.

Lessy looked at her, her brow furrowed.
“How do you know my name?”

“Do you… do you not know who I am?” Morgan’s eyes widened.

“Am I supposed to?”

Morgan looked at Godric, her eyes going black.

She darted towards Godric, but Lessy knowing the red haired woman would try to hurt Godric, she pulled out her dagger and stabbed her in the abdomen, Lessy looked into her eyes.
“How dare you try to attack my uncle?”

Morgan was frozen with disbelief, the spelled dagger causing her extreme pain.
“Lessy,” she teared up.

“Leave,” Alessandra hissed, and pulled her dagger out sideways, cutting Morgan further.

Morgan clenched her injury, tears flowing down her cheeks; she took one last look at Godric before running as fast as she could, sobbing.

Jean looked at Godric, shocked.
“You made her forget.”

Godric looked at him for a moment, before walking up the stairs to Elijah, his eyes glowing.
“Elijah I think I'm all partied out, so get rid of all these people or I will.”

Elijah took a breath and nodded before standing at the balustrade.
“All those who wish to continue drawing breath, please leave the premises.”

The guests didn’t have to be told twice, when Elijah spoke people listened. They all began to leave, though those who had bowed for Morgan all stayed for a moment longer just to glare at Godric before leaving. Soon the compound was emptied of all those who weren’t close to the Mikaelsons.

Lessy looked around.
“Where’s mum?”

Sin raised an eyebrow.
“You stabbed her and she left.”

Lessy raised an eyebrow.
“What are you talking about? I didn’t stab mum, in fact I haven’t seen her in a while.” She looked up at Elijah, “have you seen Cressida?”

Elijah thought carefully of what to say.
“Your mother needed to tend to something so she left, but I’m sure she will come back soon. You’re more than welcome to stay here while she returns.”

Lessy smiled.

“Cressida isn’t— ah!“ Sin couldn’t finish his sentence, Nikki had nudged his ribs too hard.

Régine and the rest of her family had remained quiet, taking in the entire scene. Régine was conflicted, she knew Morgan deserved it; especially considering that Morgan tried to kill her. But then again she understood the immense pain of losing a child, she had seen her sister go through it not long ago. But Régine knew that compulsion could be reverted, especially if Lessy was turned, she would remember everything eventually.

Nikki walked up the stairs to Godric and whispered to him.
“Damn Godric, I know Morgan’s a major bitch but couldn’t you like… torture her for a bit? I knew you’d fuck with her but I never expected you to fuck with her kid.”

“Since when do you care how I handle my business?” Godric’s eyes were still black.

Nikki looked at him for a moment and sighed.
“You’re right, it’s your business,” she took a step back, memories of her own child going through her head. Her face scrunched up as if she was in pain, her hands trembled, “excuse me.” She ran to her room and slammed the door, muffled grunts could be heard.

Elijah looked at the doors and without much thought he went after her.

“So zhis is vhat vampires do?” Isabela looked appalled, “you kill and torture each other and innocent people?” She looked at her children. “Zhe zhree of you vill return vith us to France on zhe first flight, I vill no—“

“No,” Sin’s voice was calm but powerful, “I’m not leaving.”

“I’m not leaving either,” Régine shook her head.

Dion looked at his youngest daughter with both shock and anger in his expression.
“A crazy witch vampire hybrid tried to kill you and you aren’t leaving?!”

“If I leave to France, I von’t ‘ave anyone to protect me,” Régine explained calmly, “Morgan’s plan failed because Nikki killed Lucienne, and zhere are no more powerful vampires zhan Godric’s family, zhey can teach me all I need to know and zhey can protect me better zhan anyone.”

Godric was quickly at her side, causing Isabela and Dion to flinch.
“I give you my word that I will protect your daughter, I can keep her safe.”

“’Ow safe can you keep ‘er?” Isabella gave a sarcastic chuckle, “look at ‘er! She’s already dead! You veren’t vith ‘er to protect ‘er vhen another vampire killed ‘er!”

“Mama, enough!” Régine’s eyes flashed black, “I love Godric, I am not leaving ‘is side.”

Dion looked at Katriane.
“And you? Are you going to tell us you’re going to stay as well?”

“I zhink… I zhink I vant to go back ‘ome,” Katriane looked at her sister, “sissy, it is not safe ‘ere, zhis entire city is filled vith vampires just like Morgan, ve’d be safer in Paris.”

“You can leave if you vant,” Régine shrugged, “but I’m staying, and nothing any of you can tell me with change my mind.”

“Mon amour,” Seb spoke, “I think, given your track record, that it is best for us to stay.”

“’Er track record?” Isabela blinked and looked at Katriane, “vhat does ‘e mean by your track record?”

“She’s borderline ripper,” Lessy spoke, crossing her arms, “she can’t control herself sometimes and ends up killing people even though she tries her best not to.”

Dion and Isabela took a step away from Kat.

“This is… this is madness!” Dion was furious, he looked at Godric. “Do you see what you’ve done!? Do you see what you’ve turned my children into?! They’re MONSTERS!” The compound went silent aside from the sounds from upstairs, he looked at his wife, “we are leaving tonight, I won’t have us turn into one of them.”

Isabela looked at her husband wide eyed.
“Dion calm down, ve—“

“Non!” Dion shouted, “nous partons, et je ne veux entendre aucune plainte. Vous m'entendez?!”

Isabela’s eyes watered, but she nodded.

He looked at Kat.
“If you feel like doing the right thing, we’ll be at the house.”

Régine took a step forward.

“We’re leaving,” Dion took Isabela’s hand and without looking back they both walked out to their car, and screeching their tires they were off.

Régine’s eyes watered, never having seen her father react like that. To add insult to injury, he called them all monsters, as if she had decided to become a vampire.
“I… I need a moment… pardon,” Régine walked outside.

Cressida passed Régine on her way in and looked at everyone confused.
“Where has everyone gone?”

“Some woman pissed uncle Ric off,” Lessy walked over and hugged her, “I was worried about you, wondered where you had gone off to.”

“Well after finding out what Morgan did I had to take a breather,” Cressida looked around, “where is your mother?”

Lessy took a step back and blinked.
“Very funny mum.”

Cressida’s brow furrowed.
“Excuse me?”

“What is it with everyone?” Lessy chuckled, “is this some weird vampire thing?”

Cressida looked at Godric and walked over to him.
“Godric, may I have a word?”

Godric sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Yeah, sure,” he walked to the room he’d taken Lessy to earlier.

“Excuse us,” Cressida gave a small bow before walking after him and closing the door, she looked at him and sighed. “Alright, what is going on? Where is Morgan? What’s happened to Alessandra?”

Godric’s face showed no emotions.
“Morgan pissed me off, so I made Lessy forget about her. Lessy stabbed her and she left.”

Cressida’s face was red from rage.
“YOU DID WHAT?!” She slapped Godric across the face, she then took a deep breath and took a step back, “my apologies, I didn’t mean to do that…” She looked into her purse and pulled out her phone, seeing dozens of calls from Morgan she had ignored, “that’s probably why she was calling…”she dialed back but it sent her straight to voicemail. “Damn it…” She sat down and buried her face in her hands, “what am I meant to do with Lessy now that she doesn’t remember her mother?”

“You’re going to treat her like your daughter until I make her remember,” Godric opened the door and walked out.

Cressida crossed her arms and looked up at the ceiling.
“Lord, please help me…” She stood and took a deep breath, she walked out of the room and smiled at Lessy. “Are you ready to go, dear?”

“Yeah,” Lessy smiled back, she looked at Sin, “will you come with us?”

“Uh, yeah,” Sin nodded, “sure.”

“Awesome,” she kissed his cheek.

The three waved everyone off and left the compound, just then Régine had some back, her eyes red.

“We should go too…” Seb nodded, “the tension here is… horrible, and Aimé’s sulking at home so we best get to him.”

Katriane nodded and hugged her sister.
“Will you be coming with us?”

“No…” Régine shook her head and took Godric’s hand, “I’ll stay ‘ere.”

“Right…” Katriane looked at Godric and half smiled, “zhank you for the party… even zhough it ended in such a bad note.”

“We’ll try to come over tomorrow,” Seb also tried to give his best smile, he took Kat’s hand and walked out.

Régine stayed silent for a moment, she turned to Godric and hugged him tight, burying her face in his chest.
“I just vant zhis day to end.”

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Godric looked down at Regine and kissed her head.
"Come on let me take you upstairs,” he lifted her up and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He took her to his room and placed her on his bed. He smiled down at her, “how are you feeling luv” Regine laid back looking up at him “I’m fine expect… I am a bit thirsty the blood I had earlier seems to be wearing off.” He smirked yeah sure hold on, he walked over to a nearby table and poor a thick red substance into a glass and brought it over to Regine here you are luv. She takes the glass and drinks it all in one shot smiling to herself “I never thought anything so disgusting could taste so good.” Godric chuckled noticing some blood on her lips he leaned in and kissed her deeply her eyes widen as she leaned into him moaning she blushed and looked at him “vhat vas zhat for”? He smiled “I just really felt like kissing you” she smirked and pulled him into bed resting her head on his chest listening to his heartbeat which was different from any that she’d heard.

“Your heart it doesn’t beat normally” Godric looked down and smiled “no vampires have different heartbeats from humans ad I have a different one altogether being a hybrid.” Genie nodded “I see zhere are so many things I have to learn.” Godric chuckled “don’t worry we’ll start tomorrow morning with some basic training.” Regine sat up “oh and chat will you be teaching me?” Godric thought for a moment “well I’ll teach you about your new speed strength senses maybe some compulsion.” “That mind control thing you did when we first met. Godric cleared his throat “yes the mind control thing you’ll be able to use it on humans.” Régine tilted her head just humans and I can’t use it on you”? Godric laughed no love vampire compel humans originals compel vampire no one compels an original.” Regine smirked lucky for you being at zhe top of zhe food chain.” Godric chuckled yeah being the best has its perks and you’ll learn all about them he kisses her forehead.” Alright there’s some things I need to take care of so I’ll be back soon. Regine nodded and laid back on the bed alright it’s been a long and chaotic day so I zhink I’ll just lie here until I fall asleep. Godric smiled and kisses her again deeper than before “je t'aime”. She blushed and responded “je t'aime aussi.” He turned off the light and left the room.

Elijah notices Nikki walk upstairs and into her room muffled moans and banging can be heard. He walks upstairs and knocks on the door “Nikolayevna are you alright?” "I'm f-fine!" Nikki's voice was strained, "I'm fine!" “Are you sure I noticed you were in distress may I come in?” For a moment she didn't respond, from inside her weeps could be heard and her hard breathing as she tried to stop. "Y-yes." Elijah quickly enters the room and shuts the door behind him he sees Nikki sprawled out on the floor in excruciating pain he runs over to her and kneels down “what's the matter what's happened to you?” "I'm sorry," she took a deep breath, the wounds she had inflicted upon herself healing, "I can't control it, I've tried, I just..." she looked into Elijah's eyes, hers still watered, "when things remind me of my past I just go crazy, I hurt myself and I just can't stop," she removed her hand from her abdomen to reveal a dagger she had stabbed herself with, still inside of her and bleeding, on the same spot Lessy had impaled Morgan. "What if my daughter is alive, mein Leben? What if she's alive and doesn't know who I am?" Elijah's eyes widen and he takes the dagger away throwing it across the room. “Look at me mein kind it's alright you're here with me you're safe everything is going to be okay.” He holds her to his chest rubbing her arms.

"I don’t know what's wrong with me,” her face was a mixture of sadness and fear, "I didn't use to be like this..." Elijah strokes her hair “there is nothing wrong with you, you've just had some bad experiences but you're safe now in a home with people who will love and protect you always and forever.” Nikki looked up at him, his words calming her. She nodded and took a deep breath. "Always and forever."
Godric quietly crept through the house so as not to disturb his other siblings he made it to the front door when a voice called out to him. “And just where do you think you’re going” He sighed deeply closing his eyes he turned around slowly “I’m going out to clear my head is that alright?” Nik walked forward “no it’s not alright because I know exactly how you clear your head little brother and it usually ends with you covered in blood.” Godric looked left then right “I don’t really see the problem with that if anything it’s therapeutic and helps with overpopulation he smiled smoothly.” Klaus smirked and nodded “both very good points so I think I’ll join you it’s been a while since we had a night on the town just the two of us.” Godric grinned wide “now that sounds like big fun just make sure you can keep up old man wouldn’t want you falling behind.” Klaus smirked “don’t worry about me I’ll be fine now let’s go.”

Godric and Klaus began roaming the streets looking for a good mark. They spotted a couple coming out of a store. “Oi look over there” Nik pointed at them, “that sure is a lot of booze for just two people.” Godric nodded smiling “true true perhaps they’re having a little party of their own we should crash it” Nik smiled I couldn’t agree more they darted towards the couple Godric grabbed the man while Nik covered the girls mouth he looked deep into her eyes “shh luv mustn’t scream wouldn’t want to draw any unwanted attention” the women stopped struggling as her arms dropped to her sides she looked at Klaus dazed. Godric sunk his fangs into the man and drank deep Nik looked over and shook his head you’re gonna spoil you’re appetite Godric pulled away and looked at his brother blood running down both sides of his mouth “don’t worry I know how to pace myself.”

Godric looked into the man’s eyes and spoke “where might you two be off to with all these provisions” the guy stared at Godric and spoke calmly “there’s a group of us having a bonfire in the woods nearby we were elected to bring back some booze.” Nik smiled wide “ooh a bonfire in the woods that sounds delightful what do you say we tag along I’m sure your girlfriend would love that, isn’t that right sweetheart” Klaus looked into her eyes as he said this. She nodded “oh yes please won’t you join us it’ll be so much fun.” “Ah well if you insist it would be rude to turn down such a heartfelt invitation.” Klaus let go of the girl and clapped the guy on the back “well it’s settled then let’s go wouldn’t want to keep your friends waiting now would we.” Godric sat up front with the guy and Nik sat in the back with the girl and they drove deep into the woods until they spotted a bunch of pickup truck and faint light in the distance.

Godric and Nik got out of the truck walked over to the bonfire “hello everyone what’s about to happen will be very painful and very messy.” They cracked their knuckles and slaughtered the group of hippies about 15 in total. They were all drained and placed in a circle around the fire. Godric signaled for the guy to get out of the car Nik yelled “and bring your dead girlfriend too”. The guy dragged his girlfriend’s corpse and dropped in near the group “alright since you’ve been so helpful you get to play the best part dying a slow agonizing death congratulations.” The man stared absolute horror in his eyes seeing his friends’ dead bodies everywhere, Godric took a few bottle of booze and poured it over everything he gave the guy a bottle. “Now I want you to take a sip of that then pour the rest on your head” he did as he was told. “Okay now I want you to pick up and burning log and light your friends on fire then let it spread to you and see how long you can last before screaming ready, set, GO.” The man picked up a burning log and lit the surrounding area on fire he lasted about 2 minutes before his screams of pain and agony filled the night sky but they were so far into the woods nobody had a chance of hearing. Nik and Godric got back into the truck and drove away Nik smiled “well that was fun we need to do stuff like that more often.” Godric nodded yes we do although Elijah would bitch at us every time we don’t clean up properly.” Nik shrugged so we’ll do a better job.” “Yeah I guess anyway let’s go home I need to shower and burn these clothes.” Nik nodded and they drove back to the compound.

Godric quietly made his way inti his room and took a quick shower careful not to wake Genie. He looked at his bloody clothes and sighed “I’m too tired now I’ll burn those in the morning” he walked into his room where Regine was sleeping peacefully in his bed and he smiled watching her he carefully got into bed and wrapped his arms around her bringing her closer to him he kissed her neck and fell asleep next to her. A few hours later Godric woke up to Regine staring at him smiling. He blinked a bit surprised “umm good morning beautiful” Regine smiled “good morning mom amour did you sleep well.”  He sat up and nodded “yeah I slept great how bout you?” She nodded and smiled “I did especially since you came back.” Godric smirked “so are you ready to start your training.” “Oui I am and I don’t vant you going easy on me either I vant zhe full experience.” Godric tilted his head alright lets go they both got dressed and went down to the court yard. “Now the first thing we’re gonna work on is your speed.” Regine nodded right. Godric looked around let’s see how fast you can do 5 laps around the courtyard. Regine grinned alright. Ready set go she zoomed around the huge court yard 5 times in under 3 seconds. She zoomed up to Godric and kissed him on the nose “ow vas zhat” Godric smirked “very impressive now we’ll test you’re strength hmm try to hit me” she blinked at him Excusez-moi
He smirked you heard me “let’s see how tough you are, try and hit me Kat told me you lot took self-defense classes so show me what you learned.” Regine grinned alright she assumed a fighting stance and yelled “are you ready” Godric nodded and she ran at him throwing small jabs with an occasional kick Godric smirked and dodged them easily not bad you seen to know the basics. Regine smiled proudly “but we’re not stopping until you land a punch on me”. Regine grew serious and started using a combination of punches and kicks “hmm you’re getting better but try to think more like a vampire, you’re stronger and faster now use your new instincts and don’t hold back.”

She nodded and increased her speed punching wildly Godric started blocking them now he started smiling “very good now time for me to have some fun” he grabbed her arm and spun her around he leaned in and squeezed her butt causing her to blush and kick backwards narrowly missing his head. He laughed “ooh that was close you almost had me there.” She smirked at him “you seem to be enjoying yourself.” He tilted his head “well I’m always in a good mood when I’m with you.” She smirked and darted at him he sidestepped and poked her in the side come now you’ll have to be quicker than that he darted behind her and spanked her lightly “viens maintenant belle tu es supposé me frapper moi pas contre votre joli cul” Régine blushed “you know I don’t think this is how self-defense works” she said trying not to smile. Godric laughed well you know me I like to do my own thing. She ran at him and tackled him to the ground breathing heavily. He kissed her well this isn’t the first time a women’s been on top of me breathing heavily” he rested his hands on her ass. Vell aren’t you zhe smooth talker she kissed him back deeply. I think that’s enough training for now we’ll continue later she nodded resting her head on his chest…
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Cressida was desperate, calling Morgan’s phone nonstop though it kept sending her to voicemail.
“Come on, Morgan…” She dialed once more hoping that her call would break through.

Sin was on the couch, a sleeping Lessy resting on his lap, he was flipping through the channels holding her to him.

“We’re here outside of Buckingham Palace, where a very peculiar scene is taking place,” Cressida heard the reporter on the TV.

Sin changed the channel, Cressida quickly took the remote and turned it back.
“Hold on, this might give us a clue.”

“We have Cameron Walsh, the Crown’s representative, here with us. Tell us, Cameron, what is going on here?”

“Good morning to you and everyone watching,” Cameron smiled, “what you see before your eyes is mediaeval history in the making. No doubt all remember learning about the reason of Queen Clarisse Elizabeth Porter of Alexandrov and how she almost put a stop to the Alexandrov bloodline, now known as the House of Windsor. Well, before Queen Morgan Claire Alexandrov’s premature death she had sentences Clarisse to 500 years of imprisonment, so her body had remained in the palace dungeon until today when her 500 year sentence was up.”

The reporter seemed shocked.
“So the question that riddled historians for five centuries finally has an answer! Now, tell us, Cameron, what is the next step after the burial?”

“Unfortunately, we can make no further comments at this time until her highness Queen Elizabeth is ready.”

“And are we allowed to give our viewers full coverage of the march?”

“Until the royal cemetery gates,” Cameron nodded, “no one has access past that point.”

“Well there you have it, the funeral of Clarisse of Alexandrov, truly historic,” the reporter shook Cameron’s hand, “thank you Cameron.”

“My pleasure,” Cameron shook his hand.

“This is Will Frederick reporting live for BBC News.”

Cressida’s hand was to her mouth, surprised at the images on the television.
“The Amethyst Protocol…”

“The what?” Sin raised an eyebrow.

“The Amethyst Protocol,” Cressida sat back, “that’s the code name Morgan gave to her mother’s funeral… Morgan’s gone back to England, and she just pardoned Clarisse.”

“But I thought you were her mom?” Sinclair looked at the TV, observing the simple funeral march.

Cressida tilted her head at a zoomed in image of a woman wearing a veil in a carriage, whom she knew was Morgan.
“I’m not her birth mother, I raised her her entire life though.”

“So…” Sin looked at Cressida, “what was the deal with that Clarisse woman?”

“She blamed Morgan for her inability to have more children,” Cressida thought back, “the king and queen had a son before Morgan, but he passed away due to an infection… they tried to produce another heir to the throne and had Morgan, and they couldn’t have more children after that. Clarisse assumed that since Morgan had magic abilities that she was the cause for her sudden infertility so she sort of treated her like she was nothing throughout her whole life.”

“And how did you get landed with the job to take care of her?”

“Well, I was a refugee,” she explained, “werewolves had attacked my village and I was the only one left alive, when the king came over to assess the damage he found me struggling to survive on my own, so he took me in. Of course Clarisse didn’t want me to stay in the castle for no reason, so she decided my purpose would be to raise the princess.”

“Man, I’m sorry to hear that,” Sin frowned.

“Oh, don’t be,” Cressida smiled at him, “it might sound morbid, but that was the best thing to ever happen to me, I had already lost my parents anyway; that whole tragedy brought me a more comfortable life, and it brought Morgan to my life. It was a blessing in disguise.”

Sin blinked.
“Well that’s one way of looking at it.”

“I think I can rest easier now,” Cressida turned the tv off, “I’m sure Morgan will be fine, she’ll probable head over to the island.”

“What island?”

“The one she got for the Mikaelsons while she was still queen,” Cree stood and took Lessy from Sin’s arms, cradling her in her own, “I’m putting her to bed, you should get to sleeping too.”

“Yeah…” Sin nodded and stood, stretching, “it’s been a long couple of days.”

“You know,” Cressida smiled softly at him, “I know nothing can replace your family, but you’re more than welcome to stay here.”

Sin blinked, taken aback, he smiled.
“Well thank you, that’s very kind of you.”

Cressida nodded, and with Alessandra in her arms she walked up the stairs to put her to bed.

Sinclair observed them until they were out of view, he stood there thinking for a moment.

He asked Godric to turn him into a vampire without really taking into consideration what the repercussions would be. His plan to impress a girl he’d just met cost him the approval of his parents, never had Dion and Isabela acted like this, it made him sad to think he might never have the love of his parents again.

Sin sighed and shook his head, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. He took one last look at what seemed to be his new home before walking up the stairs to the room Morgan had assigned him.

That’s when another thought crawled back to his mind. What would happen to Morgan? Would Lessy ever remember her? Yes, Morgan tried to have his sister killed, but she did regret it even if it was last minute. Morgan didn’t seem to be a bad person, just a good person led to bad choices due to her obsession with Godric. Seeing how his parents acted towards him, he knew Morgan had to feel something similar. Lessy was her daughter, and her daughter literally wounded her…

He threw himself onto his bed and looked up at the ceiling.
“One day at a time, I suppose…”He continued to look at the ceiling until sleep took over him.

“You know, I don’t wanna judge…” Nikki spoke, smirking from the balustrade upstairs, “but is that training or foreplay? Either way I’m interested to see what’s next.”

Régine blushed and giggled, she kissed Godric one more time before getting up and giving him a hand.
“Vhether it is training or foreplay, I zhink ve are going to take it upstairs.”

“Oh, I like the way you think, mumsy,” Nikki chuckled and jumped down to the courtyard.

Godric wrapped his arm around Régine and winked at Nikki before taking Genie upstairs.

Nikki smirked watching them go up the stairs, just then the doorbell rang but before she could go answer it Nik had blurred his way over.

Nik raised an eyebrow, seeing a guy looking rather nervous standing there.

“Hey uh…” the guy tried to look behind Nik, “is that really hot chick who was dancing here last night still here?”

Nik blinked.
“There were many women dancing here last night, you need to be more specific.”

“Well she had black hair and green eyes.”

“Oh well that certainly narrows it down,” Nik spoke sarcastically, “do you know her name?”

“Uh, no… we were just dancing I never got her name…”

“So you come to my house, disturbing my peace, looking for a woman who’s name you don’t know?” Nik kept his face serious though he wanted to laugh at how nervous he got.

“Well, uh, the party was for her,” he lowered his head.

“Oh you must mean Nikolayevna.”

“Nikola… Nikoyev… Nikolay-yeah her.”

“Well I’m afraid you just missed her!” Nik leaned on the door frame, arms crossed, a grin on his face, “yes she left not long ago to catch her flight to Timbuktu!”

“Woah, really?!” The guy widened his eyes.

“Yes, if you hurry you might just catch her.”

“Oh wow, thanks man I owe you big time!” The man ran off, making Nik chuckle.

He closed the door behind him and walked back to the courtyard, smirking.

“Well you look satisfied,” Nikki smirked, “who was that at the door.”

“Oh, just one of your suitors asking for you,” Nik seemed proud of himself.

“And what did you say?” Nikki tilted her head.

“Told him you were on your way to Timbuktu, of course.”

Nikki laughed.
“Nik! What if he had… distinguished attributes?”

“Well then you might catch him on your way there,” Niklaus chuckled and walked off.

Nikki rolled her eyes, chuckling. She sat down on the couch and took her phone out, she dialed Alia.

“Meine kleiner Fuchs!” Alia’s excitement was heard through her tone, “how is everything?”

“It’s all good,” Nikki’s tone was happy, “I’m once again with my family.”

“Ja,” Alia’s excitement wore down, “I miss you.”

“I’ve missed you too,” Nikki smiled softly she scrolled through her phone, “I’m flying you over, looking at plane tickets right now.”

“For my turning, ja?”

“Yeah,” Nikki clicked confirm on the purchase, “the flight leaves in two hours, make sure you lock everything up right, delete everything that needs to be deleted.”

There was silence for a few seconds.
“So this is it… You are setting me free…”

“Yeah, well… I told you that once I found Drauf I would retire from the business,” Nikki sighed, “you were my assistant, and if I retire I won’t need an assistant so…”

“So you won’t need me anymore,” Alia’s tone was sad, “I understand.”

“You deserve better than me, Alia,” Nikki spoke softly, “after all you’ve been through you deserve someone who can love you like you deserve to be loved, I can’t do that, I’m too fucked up.”

“You speak as though I couldn’t handle it.”

“I know you wouldn’t…” Nikki took a deep breath, “I’ll see you tonight.”

“See you…”

Nikki hung up the phone and stared at it for a moment. She had made it clear what would happen once she found Drauf from the very beginning, so why did she feel so bad about her decision?

“Is everything alright, Nikolayevna?” Elijah walked down the stairs straightening his tie, “you seem upset.”

“Yeah, I’m fine…” Nikki sat back, “just told my assistant I’d turn her and grant her freedom; but she wants to stay by my side.”

“And you don’t want her to?” Elijah sat down next to his daughter.

“I’m just not good for her,” Nikki shrugged, “and she’s been with me for so many years, never leaving headquarters, I think she deserves to explore the world and herself.”

He nodded.
“That is very honorable of you.”

“Yeah, doesn’t happen often,” she chuckled.

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