Millennium | Kol Mikaelson

Chapter 31

Elijah hadn't taken her advice.

Catalina knew it, because she'd heard no word of Klaus and Elijah fighting. No word of Elijah leaving to live somewhere else because he was no longer welcome at the Compound. And no word of a string of murders tied to a mentally unstable hybrid.

She considered marching straight to the Compound and just telling Klaus everything Sage had told her. Completely coming clean even though it meant he'd hate her by association (more than he already did, for that matter).

But instead she did nothing. She'd been perfectly happy, not coming across Klaus. She wanted to keep it that way.

She just worried that Elijah wasn't going to take the opportunity she'd given him.

Just a few days later, she received word from Tristan. She went to see him, having prepared a list of things to discuss, so that it would seem like she was doing something to benefit The Strix.

He wanted to discuss something different. And it confirmed for her that Elijah was too late.

"I wanted to inquire," he said, tapping his fingers against the table once they sat down for lunch inside the Davilla Estate. "Did you happen to hear from my sister? Anytime this past week?"

Catalina furrowed her eyebrows, genuinely confused by this unexpected couple of questions. "No, I don't have her contact information. Why do you ask?"

"Elijah claims she's here."

"Here... in this city? But wouldn't you know before him?"

"That's precisely why I'm wondering. According to him, Rory sent a message to Niklaus this morning, so that he could meet her. If it's true, it means that she sought him out before me."

"No offense," said Catalina, "but you locked her up in a monastery. I highly doubt she would have wanted to find you first. She has a history with Klaus. Which begs the question... why didn't she seek him out earlier, to tell him the truth? Centuries ago, perhaps, when she knew Elijah was nowhere near him?"

Tristan shrugged. "I didn't like the idea of it. Told her myself. She followed my advice. I thought it unwise. I knew he wouldn't be healthy for her. You know him. Rory needs something more stable. Something less like him."

"Well, Lucien's perfectly available."

Tristan rolled his eyes. "You really think my sister would go for that commoner?"

"Careful how you speak of my brother," said Catalina coldly. "This only confirms that your supposed affections for me are merely because of my status. It's a pity, Tristan, really. What about Aya? She seems to be in love with you."

"Aya is obsessed," corrected Tristan. "Much like Rory is with Niklaus. At that point, it ceases to be love. It's simply unhealthy. Would you want your brother to date my sister? Honestly, now."

"No, because I think your sister is a spoiled rich brat," said Catalina truthfully. "Much like yourself. I don't like either of you. Never have. But I work with you now, and I have to have a certain degree of respect for the things you've done."

Tristan's lip twitched. "It's nice to see how much more you tell me about your true feelings now that we're comrades."

"Just to remind you that you're not getting me in bed, ever."

"From what I hear, no one is in your bed these days. Quite loyal to Kol, aren't you? Are you quite sure that's love, and not an obsession?"

Catalina leaned over the table, glaring at him. "I fell in love with him when I was human. I came to realize that I was in love with him when I was a vampire. And when I had my memories wiped, I fell in love with him all over again, even while in another body. That's not an obsession. Maybe it's time we move on to other concerning topics? Like the devotion you and your sister have to each other. Lucien and I aren't actually siblings and at least we understand that there are certain things that are just strange. You and Aurora have a... confusing relationship."