Davina Claire 2.0

Chapter 3

The next day Josh suggested we try to socialise with the locals before the Ball. But Freya and I knew he only wanted to go see how hot, cute and sexy the male residences of Mystic Falls were. Though we both agreed it would be a good idea.

Entering the Mystic Grill, I made a beeline for the bar, only to be pulled back by my Mikaelson witch friend. "You are underage Davina, and you are not getting drunk on our second day here."

"But I'm an eternal seventeen year old, I'll never reach the age limit physically. And I can just compel the bartender to forget. And if he's on vervain, I can just enchant him." I whinnied, because, come on, if we went by 'Reya's logic I'll never be able to drink.

Lowering her voice, Freya spoke in disbelief, "Finn?" Following her gaze I was frozen in shock upon seeing the five Mikaelson siblings sat in a booth.

As if hearing her, which being a vampire he probably did, Finn turned in our direction, staring in equal shock and disbelief, "Freya? How?" He looked so lost, I honestly felt sorry for him. 

Walking over to the booth, she gave the only sibling she could remember, a soft smile, "It's me Finn. It's me. I'm not going anywhere." 

As he rose to his feet, Freya brought him into a bone crushing hug, which he quickly recuperated. But their little reunion was cut short by the big bad wolf, "What is going on?! I demand to know!"

"Oh, shut the hell up. They are having a moment. Don't be a bitch." I couldn't stop myself from speaking up, his ego needed to take a beating. 

Turning his attention to me, he gave a glare that could melt ice, but I had seen worse and it didn't effect me, "And who are you to talk to me like that?"

"My name is nun ya. Nun ya business."

Who I knew to be Kol, burst out laughing at my snarky remark, "You and I are going to get along swimmingly, darling." The wink he sent afterwards made me internally swoon, I mean who wouldn't if Kol Mikaelson called them darling and winked at them. Getting off track, Finn picked up on the original conversation.

"This is Freya, our older sister-" Before he had the chance to finish, Rebekah interrupted, "How is that bloody possible, our sister died of plague!"

Freya sent the youngest Mikaelson a glare as she finish what her favourite sibling was going to say, "I didn't die, mother gave me away."

And I could tell from both, their shocked looks and my knowledge of the future, even though she was back from the dead claiming to want to be a family again, Esther hadn't told her other children the truth of Freya's 'death'. This should end well... and we haven't even been here a week.