Davina was cursing the existence of ancestors as she stood in a deep hole with the girls as they pulled out bones.
"Why do we need these?" Caroline asked as she continued digging.
"We need ancestors; these are the bones of witches who weren't buried with respect and consecrated. This house, it'll serve as the crypt," Davina stated as she pulled out another skull, feeling the spirit reach out and touch it, familiarizing itself with their skull.
"Doing this will give you a sounding board, and it will gain their respect," Davina explained. "Witches, we either want to be burned and returned to nature where we belong, or we desire to be buried with respect and honors so we can return our gifts to our people."
"Doing this will…?" Bonnie huffed.
"Garner respect of the spirits as well as endear yourself to them, which will make them more likely to connect with you. Which will help you reconnect with your element and magic, because they're cutting you off right now."
"Wouldn't they want to connect with you?" Bonnie asked.
"Doubtful," Davina said sharply. "See, I'm a Claire witch; I'm already bound to my own ancestors, and I'm already channeling more magic than I should right now as it is. They aren't going to connect to me; they'll connect to Bonnie."
"What power are you already channeling, love?" A voice drawled out, which had the girls screaming and her glaring up at Kol.
"Will you stop that!" she snapped at the screaming girls. "And I'm working here; go bother someone else," Davina ordered.
"Can't, darling," Kol drawled out as he smiled that troublemaker smirk. Davina glared harder, which seemed only to widen his smirk into a real smile, which made her frown; Kol always said he liked a challenge.
"Sure, you can't." She rolled her eyes, setting aside the shovel. She dusted off her hands before walking over to him. "Gimme a hand," she ordered as she reached up for Kol, who caught her hand with familiar ease.
"Davina, don't! He's…" Caroline started as she grabbed Bonnie back.
"A wily old fox," she hissed as he pulled her out of the hole with ease before setting her in front of him. "And my friend right now."
"What's with the bones?" Kol asked as he looked around at the bones they had found, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Building an ancestor ground," she huffed as she dusted off her hands. "Any suggestions?" she asked.
"Davina! Don't!" Bonnie hissed. "That's Kol!"
"Stop it, you two; whatever is going on between you and him doesn't apply to me and him right now," Davina ordered.
"Going to use the house?" he asked, looking at the old house, then at the bones.
"Yup," she nodded.
"That'll be a nice resting spot," he said softly; his sincerity made her soften.
"And you're not invited, Kol, so don't think you get another witchy playground. I'm not allowing that for their peace of mind." She waved her hand at the girls who were standing there confused.
"You're no fun, darling," he pouted.
"That's me, no fun," she smiled. "What are you doing here?"
"Hunting," he smiled.
"Mmm, what?" She sighed as she rubbed her brow.
"Vampires," he muttered and tilted his head for her to join him, which had her walking a little bit away from the girls in the hole. "My brother and sister are off the rails, love; they turned into a bunch of newbies. Hungry newbies, so you and your little friends should not be out here."
"I think I can handle a few baby vampires if they come my way," Davina pointed out. "Now why are you really here?"
"Are you here for Silas?" he snarled as he came to loom over her, keeping his fangs bared as he glared at her, veins snaked under his eyes. This was a moment when she should be terrified of Kol, but she wasn't as she folded her arms and stared back levelly.
"No," she sighed. "I have enough ghost stories to thwart; Silas isn't on my list."
"Do you believe in Silas?" he growled darkly, circling her.
"Yes," she admitted, twisting to keep her eyes on him. "Why?"
"Someone wants to wake him," Kol stated.
"Who would possibly be that stupid?" she sputtered in disbelief. Silas was a renowned witch, inclined towards the earth element, and known for his quest to end time and become immortal. He was viewed as an abomination in every myth, legend, and folklore lesson there was to have.
"That's where I'll need your help, love," he smiled now. The one-eighty mood switch from Kol didn't faze Davina as she tilted her head curiously. Kol held up the Honey To-Do List in his fingers, and her eyes widened in shock. She jolted a bit as Kol crowded her personal space and almost sent her toppling onto her ass. Her arm was pinned in his grasp as he leaned over her.
"Can I trust you?" he whispered.
"Yes," she answered as she caught his wrist to keep her balance. "What do you need me to do?"
"A few protection spells, and hold this." He shoved the White Oak Stake in her hands then as he slipped the list into her front pocket. "I'll be back for it later, and the spells. And stay away from Shane," he whispered and disappeared in a whoosh. Davina barely caught her balance to keep from falling on her face. Once she had her balance, she looked around for him; not seeing or sensing him, she glared in the direction he'd gone.
"As if I didn't have enough ghost stories to kill Kol!" she shouted into the forest, knowing he'd hear her as she stalked back to the hole.
"I thought you were here to kill an Original," Caroline hissed accusingly.
"I never said which one I was here for," Davina admitted as she shoved the stake in her back pocket.
"Which one are you here for?" Bonnie demanded.
"I'm here for the Original Witch," Davina stated.
"Esther's dead," Bonnie and Caroline stated.
"Witches with Esther's power don't just die, and she's causing imbalance on the Other Side. I'm here to stop her before something bad happens," she explained. "For now, we're going to consecrate these witches."
"So you can collect more power?" Bonnie accused.
Davina snorted as her head fell back. "I couldn't use this power if I wanted to, and I am already channeling more power than I should. I don't wish to destroy myself, so get this foolish, childish idea that I'm here to use you lot out of your head!"
"We're not foolish or childish!" Caroline seethed.
"Silas," Davina snapped.
That had both girls staring at her.
"Yeah, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to put together that you're after Silas if she's using Expression because an occult professor said she should," Davina stated. "You're a bunch of penguins playing with orcas, and you can't even see it."
"We're not!" Caroline started. Davina felt the power erupt from Bonnie, though, as the other witch choked on air.
"Bonnie! Breathe!" Davina darted over to the other witch.
"I… I can't," Bonnie started, and Davina looked around as fire wrapped around the hole.
"Bonnie!" Davina grabbed the girl as she channeled the Expression tearing through the magic; it ripped through Davina's magic, but Davina didn't break the flow of power between her and Bonnie. The spirits hissed and wrapped around Davina, which had Davina focusing harder before the girl slumped to her knees and whimpered, nose and eyes bleeding blood as Davina took the power within herself. The earth trembled, and Davina shook as she felt the Expression enter her own magic, tearing through her. She screamed as the Expression raced down her spine and through the soles of her feet before everything dispersed. Stumbling, Davina propped herself up against the soil as she gasped for air.
"What did you do!?" the vampire whispered.
"I took her power in and released it to the earth element to be reconnected," Davina gasped. "You can't do that, Bonnie," Davina panted as she wiped blood from her nose. "That power, it exchanges lives. Every time you do it, you will be taking lives, shredding souls to cease to be, and that's what will have the spirits never forgiving you."
"You're working with Kol," Bonnie said as she stumbled back.
"That's usually my schtick," Davina admitted. "But not currently. I'm only here to kill Esther, kill Mikael dead-dead for good this time, kill a different ghost story, thwart a witch, fix nature, prevent Armageddon, ensure the conception of someone important, not piss off the ancestors, get Vincent to be regent, fix Bonnie's magic, which will kill her if we don't get it under control, and keep that idiot Original named Kol Mikaelson alive so I can throttle him later, and now there's Silas on that list! Now keep digging; there are more spirits, and we're going to have a long night consecrating these witches," she stated.
"Who are you!?" Caroline sputtered.
"Davina Claire, New Orleans Witch," she answered. "Now we need to keep working."
"What about the other Originals?" Caroline asked her.
"What about them?" Davina asked as she pulled up another few bones.
"If you're working with Kol…?" Caroline asked.
"Am I working with the rest?" Davina surmised. The two girls nodded. "No, I'm not working with the others; in fact, only Kol knows I'm here, and that's because I need him."
"Why?"
"Kol was a powerful witch before he was an Original because he was a witch; he hasn't sired too many vampires because he usually lived amongst witches. Also, I trust him, so now that's clarified, let's get back to digging."
It was one hundred found skulls. Davina dragged herself out of the hole, wanting nothing but a shower and food. Flicking her hand, the bones rearranged themselves to piece together with their bodies.
"This is a good start," Davina nodded.
"I… I feel," Bonnie whispered in awe.
"Let's get them consecrated and go get showers," Davina said.
"There are so many," Caroline observed.
"There are," Davina said softly. "We do this, and it'll bring them peace," she said to Bonnie before she walked through them and to the house. She walked into the house and smiled as she held her out for Bonnie.
"Come on, I'll teach you to lay them to rest; you can channel me," she said softly.
"You trust me enough to channel you?" Bonnie asked.
"I have more power than you'd know what to do with at this moment; short of borrowing Kol, I'm the best one for you to channel right now," she explained. "Caroline, I'm sorry, but for this to work, no vampires here."
"That's okay, the sun's setting, so… those vampires Kol mentioned will be out; I'll keep guard," Caroline decided.
"Thank you," Davina said. The bones rematerialized in the basement of the house, neatly spread out and organized. The spirits were dancing around their bones, and Davina could feel their joy at being reunited with themselves.
"I can feel them," Bonnie whispered in awe. "They're so… happy," she smiled.
"They are," Davina admitted. "Normally a family member will do the consecration, but as you are their witch, it will have to be you. Where do you keep your herbs and rosewater?"
"Um… upstairs."
"Come on, we're going to be a while," Davina explained.
"I still don't have access to the magic," Bonnie said as she followed.
"You have me, and you're going to channel my power," Davina stated. "It'll be easy; we'll get this all wrapped up, and once you have a connection again, then I'll start teaching you Ancestral Magic. This power, Bonnie, it'll be a massive power boost, and it'll be teachers for you."
"Davina?" Bonnie asked as they finished grabbing the things needed.
"Yes."
"Why are you helping me?"
"Because I can," Davina answered. "Come on, the sooner we finish this, the sooner we'll eat."
"Why did Kol leave the White Oak Stake with you?"
"No idea yet; I'll figure it out later."
"Why do you trust him? He's a monster," Bonnie said.
"What vampire isn't?" she asked. "And I trust him because he's never let me down; wild and as unpredictable as he is, he's pretty reliable when motivated. Now, a word to the wise: don't invite vampires here, friends or not, because you won't always be around, and once invited in, it's near impossible to kick a vampire out."
"Will I have to be buried here too?"
"That'll be up to you and the witches of your coven." Davina said. She showed Bonnie how to prep the bones and bless the ground, making it sacred. They felt the barrier come up, and Davina smiled a bit. Once the bodies were prepped, Davina stood and walked to Bonnie, reciting the spell for Bonnie to bless the bones and bring their spirits everlasting peace; she held out her hands crossed.
Bonnie hesitated.
"What if this doesn't work?" Bonnie asked.
"You're going to need a little more faith in yourself, but it'll work, just… Wherever Expression comes from, don't draw from there. Feel my power, my magic, draw from there," Davina explained. "Feel the life, the pull of nature, feel the world around you, draw from me," Davina said.
"You said this is a lot of power," Bonnie said.
"It will be," Davina admitted.
"What if it kills you?" Bonnie asked nervously.
"Death is a part of life; to die is to live, but it's not going to kill me. You won't even drain a fraction of the power I possess right now. The trick is going to be my magic tapping into yours; that'll be the part that hurts," she warned.
Bonnie nodded as she crossed her hands and took Davina's. Bonnie gasped as Davina let the power flow, the magic, and let the fire within her burn bright and hot to give Bonnie focus. The other witch gasped as her eyes flew open.
"There's so much!" she gasped.
"Focus," Davina ordered. "Clear mind, and enunciate clearly," she ordered. The power swirled and pulsed as it came to life.
Davina screamed as she felt her powers fight against the connection, and she pushed them harder to reconnect with Bonnie's dormant magic, which felt like waning oxygen to Davina's fire. Nature swirled to life as the spirits hissed and howled, but they laughed and screamed in thanks as the world trembled.
Bonnie nearly fell to her knees as she kept her chanting going; Davina tightened her grip to keep the taller woman upright. Davina felt when her magic tapped into Bonnie's sealed-off connection, which had Davina gasping as she arched and crying out in shock as it felt like an explosion in Davina's magic, and Bonnie's burst forward to unfurl around them. Bonnie screamed as she stopped chanting; her nails tore into Davina's skin as their magic clashed, and Davina's magic became an inferno before she broke their connection of magic but kept a hold of Bonnie. Finally, peace settled, and the voices were whispering in thanks, and that's when Davina released Bonnie, who stumbled and stared in awe at the men and woman who stood before them.
Groaning Davina shoved herself upright as she left the ancestors with their newest descendant as she went up and outside, staggering a little as she leaned on the door frame.
"Hello, darling." Kol appeared beside Caroline. "Blondie here said no vampires were welcome in," he informed her.
"It's Bonnie's ancestors," she said as she let herself slide to the ground. "It'll be up to her to invite people as she wants."
"Are you okay?" Caroline asked.
"Yeah," Davina nodded. "It took a lot more to reconnect Bonnie's magic than I'd have thought; she must've really angered them with her magic."
"You're pale," Kol observed as he looked at her face and tilted her chin up to examine her face more closely. "And sweaty, how much power did you use, love?"
"No bloody nose, so just enough to tire me, not drain me," she breathed. "I'm fine," she promised. "Just give me a minute."
"They accepted me!" Bonnie shouted, racing up the stairs. "Davina! They! I feel it again!" the witch announced excitedly. "Oh god, Davina!" Bonnie raced to her and hesitated to touch her.
"I'm fine," Davina promised.
"Come on, love," Kol decided as he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him, out of the entry. Davina groaned as she fought to get to her feet. Kol plucked the White Oak Stake from her pocket before he scooped her up.
"Where are you taking her!?" Caroline screeched.
"Back to her motel," he stated.
"Davina!" Bonnie called out.
"Kol, bring them with us; we can drop them off," she decided tiredly as her eyes fluttered shut.
"You reek."
"You smell like blood." She muttered as the other two followed them.
"Come on, keep up," he shouted.
"We're coming!" Caroline called back. The walk was spent in silence; Davina could feel the girls' eyes on Kol suspiciously, but she was too tired to care.
"I'm really hungry," Bonnie whispered.
"After showers we'll get food," Caroline decided.
"Sounds wonderful," Davina mumbled into Kol's shoulder.
"You're going to bed, love," Kol stated.
"I'm good."
"Sure, you are, darling," he muttered in exasperation.
"What protection spells did you want?" She yawned as she nuzzled his neck, feeling perfectly safe and content to remain in her husband's arms.
"Tomorrow, you are taking a shower and going to bed," he stated.
"Don't tell me what to do," she warned. "Never ends well for anyone," she reminded him.
"Well, too bad, you're doing it," he snorted.
"Just give me a bit of coffee and I'll be good," she promised tiredly.
"No."
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Caroline was carrying Bonnie as she followed Kol and Davina through the woods towards Bonnie's car. She was shocked when they got there and Kol had a car.
"Um… I can take her," Caroline offered as she loaded up Bonnie.
The Original glared dangerously at her as he put Davina in his car and got in and drove off. Caroline bit her lip as she slid into the driver's seat of Bonnie's car.
"I wasn't expecting that," Bonnie admitted. "I thought he was going to kill us," Bonnie shuddered.
"He scared the crap out of me when he just reappeared asking for Davina," Caroline admitted. "He had all this blood on his hands; he was also drinking a bottle of liquor. Seemed upset about something, though," Caroline admitted. He kind of looked like Klaus when he was upset about something; the frown and the glare. It was clear Kol looked more like Elijah or Finn, but he had a lot of mannerisms like Klaus or Rebekah. There was something utterly wild about him, though, which had everyone apprehensive in his presence.
"What do you think he wants with Davina?" Bonnie asked.
"No idea," Caroline admitted.
"She said she was here to kill Esther and Mikael, but… they're dead," Bonnie muttered. "Caroline, she had so much magic."
"What?"
"So much, it was so bright and powerful, warm and inviting, but it was cruel and wild. I've never felt so much power, not even with Expression; it felt like a wildfire," Bonnie admitted. "I think she could kill an Original if she wanted. Not even when I reconnected with my magic had I ever felt so much," Bonnie admitted.
"So much magic?" Caroline asked.
"Love," Bonnie murmured. "It was love, all of her magic; it was wrapped up in this love, this powerful, earth-shattering love, and she just gave it so freely. No one's that powerful."
"Davina seems pretty loving," Caroline admitted.
"The ancestors, they were so happy to be loved. They loved her. They loved her before they got to me. They were begging for her to join them. She didn't," Bonnie whispered. "It's a lot of power. The Mystic Falls Witches—they wanted to be called that; they were a lot, but they were so happy."
"Happy…?" Caroline's question.
"To be put to rest properly," Bonnie admitted. "They were so grateful with Davina, they let her reconnect my magic. I got to see my grams," she whispered.
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It had taken patience to steal the little witch from her motel, but he had found it worth the endeavor. Kol laid a freshly washed, exhausted Davina out on his bed and frowned at her as he pulled out the Honey To-Do List and looked at the sleeping witch.
He had added some things to her list; he wondered if she even noticed yet. Or had even looked yet.