Amelia "Lia" Artem came from a family of hunters and was raised to fight against the evils of the supernatural world. Growing up in New Orleans was a struggle for her, coming from a family who's known for being the best hunters in the world was di...
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MIKAELSON COMPOUND
[Hayley and Amelia are in Hayley's bedroom, looking through a wardrobe of old dresses, hats, and jewelry, when Rebekah appears in the doorway, hiding something in her hand from view.]
REBEKAH: Alright, bad news first: I will have to miss your nuptials. [Hayley looks at her in disappointment] Kol has a bit of a life-and-death matter he needs help dealing with.
AMELIA: Anything we can do, Rebekah?
REBEKAH: It's witch business. Which now seems to be my thing. [Hayley and Amelia laugh. Looks at Hayley] Besides, you have enough to deal with! On that note... [She pulls out a white lace wedding dress that she was hiding behind the door frame, and Hayley's eyes widen in surprise.] It's white, which won't fool anyone. But you can't get married in skinny jeans and combat boots. [She hands Hayley the dress, and Hayley hums in gratitude.]
HAYLEY: Oh, Rebekah... Thank you. [Rebekah and Amelia smile at her and watched as Hayley stands in front of her full-length mirror and holds the dress against her body to see how it looks.] It's beautiful.
REBEKAH: Well, I happen to be the only woman alive who's commissioned wedding dresses in five different centuries. Never made it down the aisle, of course.
AMELIA: Well, it's not too late! From what I understand, Marcel is still single... [Rebekah smiles shyly and licks her lips] Have you told him yet that you're... you?
REBEKAH: I thought I'd hold off on that for the moment. Only complicates matters. And, I'm not exactly sure how long this... [She gestures at her body] Is going to last.
AMELIA: [chuckles] Right.
REBEKAH: [smiles and walks toward them] Hayley... I wanted to say... Now, you might be marrying Jackson Kenner of the boozy backwater Kenners, but you're still one of us. A Mikaelson. Always will be. [Looks at Amelia] You too, Lia.
HAYLEY: [smiles happily] Gosh, that would be such a nice compliment if it didn't link me to so many homicidal lunatics.
AMELIA: [chuckles] I agree. [Smiles] I am already dealing with my own lunatics', I don't need yours.
[Rebekah smiles and winks at them before she turns and leaves the room. Hayley and Amelia turn around back to the mirror and admires Hayley's new dress.]
ATERM'S SIBLINGS APARTMENT
[Amelia was pouring herself a drink in the living room, waiting for Wyatt to finish getting ready for the wedding.]
AMELIA: [shouts] Are you ready?!
WYATT: [exclaims] Almost!
AMELIA: [mutters and finishes pouring her drink] And I thought that I was the woman. [Looks at time] Hurry up! I promised Hayley I would get their in time to make sure she looked great. [Mutters] Which, I'm sure she does... [Takes a gulp of her drink] Disgusting. Love it.
