The Prince of Mystic Falls

30. Better

Pairing: Elijah/Delphine (M/f) mild, hand
Klaus/Matt (M/m) otk, paddle, mouth washing

Chapter Text

Freya had never been in so much pain. She felt a deep pressure in all her burned limbs. Even a small gust of air going over her body hurt. She moaned and begged for more blood and Rebekah fed her again at dinner time.

"My dolls head looks weird. Did someone mess with it?" she heard Delphine giggle.

Freya's eyes popped open. No, that monster couldn't still be alive. She glanced around and saw Elijah talking to the little girl in the living room.

"Elijah!" she whispered. He only heard her with his vampire hearing and vamped over.

Delphine shrieked and said, "Oh my god!"

"Sorry, Marie, I'll explain later," Elijah called to the girl who had never seen him vamp before.

"Elijah, she's a monster...She killed Finn," Freya hyperventilated.

"No, my dear, Delphine, the evil human presence in her, seems to be gone. We had Bonnie here while you were resting and she assured us that this is the original occupant of this body. She seems like a normal little girl, perhaps a tad headstrong, kind of like a young Rebekah," Elijah said stroking her forehead.

"Thank god. Mother? Any sign of her?" Freya breathed.

"No sign of her. Are you up to telling me what happened?" Elijah inquired.

She told him everything up to what Dahlia whispered to her.

"So the ancestors were using the cursed Delphine in a powerful witch's body that they could control as a weapon? From Bonnie's digging, the girl's parents were kidnapped trying to protect her. The Regent was trying to save the life of her own secret daughter, but she was found sacrificed. The Regent is dead," he whispered so Marie did not overhear that her grand-mere, as she called her, was murdered yesterday.

"That could have been Dahlia's doing to undo the cloaking spell. The ancestors wanted Mother dead and all of you dead. Delphine said something about all vampires dying," Freya rasped.

"Yes, well, we've been hearing disturbing reports all day that all of Finn's line has died off. All. The implications are horrific," Elijah uttered.

"I thought of something else," Freya started. "I think my magic is anchored with Dahlia's or linked somehow. She can track me and possibly control me through it. I'm sure that is how she found me. I'm so sorry. Unless I get membership in another coven, I can't practice anymore. I feel like this is my fault," Freya cried.

"My dear, none of this is your fault. I think my blood should be clean by now. Drink," Elijah bit into his wrist and gave her a mug of his blood.

"And Finn..." Freya gulped.

"I'm so sorry, Freya. I don't know how she got white oak ash. We destroyed it all," Elijah insisted.

"Did you still have his ashes?" Freya shivered.

"Of course," Elijah affirm pointing to the box on the table.

"Good, we are going to need them..."

"If what?" Elijah pressed.

"When," she corrected, "I bring him back."

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"Sister, you're awake," Klaus boomed. "How are you feeling?"

"As if I was burned alive, but then got healed with vampire blood, which is still painful btw," Freya quipped.

Elijah started, "Freya has filled in most of the gaps. We still don't know exactly how they got Delphine to body jump into Marie's body, but it seems that Mother was able to destroy Delphine's spirit or curse. We will still need to protect Marie in case the New Orlean's witches want her back."
"Well, now that her grandmother is dead. Would they care?" Klaus wondered.