Sequel to "The End"
Rosalina Gilbert is pregnant. After everything she's been through she's now pregnant with Klaus Mikaelson's baby. She's in New Orleans seemingly alone and afraid.
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Rosa groaned as she rolled out of bed. She slowly got herself semi-ready before leaving her room to look out over at the courtyard where something was apparently going on.
She looked down to see a body lying on the floor, a salt barrier surrounding him. She made her way down the stairs, trying to get a better look. Some of the other vampires giving her a strange look.
"What the hell?" She says while staring down at the body and then up at the vampires.
Not long after, Marcel and Klaus come into the courtyard and look down at the body. Rosa makes her way over to Klaus, an annoyed look on her face.
"Um...why is there a body in the middle of the courtyard?"
Klaus looked at Rosalina, his mouth hanging slightly open, "Well, it's the witches and that is...Papa Tunde." He stated, his focus on the body.
"And that is?"
"Not important as of right now."
Rosa scoffed, "Considering he's lying in the middle of the floor, it's a little important."
Klaus was about to answer when he looked back to see Elijah crouching over the body. "Can I get you anything, brother? A magnifying glass? A pipe, perhaps?" Rosa nudged Klaus, but he kept a slight grin on his face.
"You have a theory you'd like to share with us, Niklaus?" Elijah asked.
Rosa and Marcel looked at Klaus expectantly. He didn't answer. Instead Marcel did. "Back in the day, the witches wanted to send a threat, they'd just kill a chicken and leave it on your doorstep."
"It's a rather large and ominous chicken, wouldn't you say?"
"Am I the only one confused? Yes? Okay then." Rosa mumbled.
Klaus looked down at the body, a curious look on his face. "Papa Tunde defeated Rebekah with ease, almost got the two of us as well. If he was supposed to be the prize fighter, why leave him for dead in our front yard?"
Rosa turned to the sound of footstep, which were then met with her blond haired friend. "Well, don't you look cheery. Listen to this—a girl literally exploded from a grave today as Sabine was giving a tour of the city of the dead. It was Monique Deveraux." Rebekah told them.
"What? Monique, as in one of the other harvest girls? Sophie's niece. She's alive?" Rosa asked, hopefulness in her voice.
"The tourists thought it was part of the show, but the witches are celebrating like it's some kind of bloody miracle."
Rosa smiled as Marcel said, "Maybe it is. They think that all hope is lost, but now suddenly a harvest girl is resurrected. This is how we're gonna get Davina back—kill the witch who took her place."
Rosa thought for a moment, "Celeste," she blurted out. Her eyes hesitantly lifted towards Elijah as she spoke. "I mean, if you think about it, Sophie needed Celeste's body, but it was already gone after the harvest. And Davina was drawing pictures of Celeste. She was warning us."
