Thicker than Water| The Originals

First Coven Meeting

VEGAS FINISHED PACKING UP THE BABIES BAGS, packing a few things into the diaper bag. She stuffed one last baby blanket before zipping the bag up.

"There, she's all packed up."

"What time are they coming for her?" Havana asked her mother.

"In about an hour." Andrea said, rocking the infant in her arms.

Rebekah was feeding her niece while watching Zyanya having some tummy time on the floor, with Val cooing at her.

Zyanya was attempting to lift up her head, but no matter how hard she tried she just couldn't.

"Stás haciendo tan bien, mamas." Valentina cooed. She looked over at the blonde, "When Hope is going back?" Val wondered, she didn't actually think the baby would be here for this long.

She sighed, "Not for a while, not til it's safe for her to go back."

Vegas walked over and took a seat next to Val, "Can't we just go and put the Nola witches in their place?"

Andrea shook her head, her plate was full enough as it was, the last thing she needed was to deal with a cult like coven of witches, "Absolutely not, they are too much of a pain and backstabbed is their m.o."

There was a knock at the door, Andrea went over and answered the door.

She was pleasantly surprised to see Juliet at the door, "Hello," Andrea moved aside and let her come inside, "Come in."

"Thank you for watching after her." Juliet thanked her.

"No problem, she was an angel."

Havana stood and walked over to them, then handed the baby over to Juliet, "Do you have a car seat?"

"Yes, I do. It's in the car..." Juliet trailed off, her attention quickly shifted over to Rebekah and Valentina, her face quickly scrunched up in disgust, "What are you doing with them?"

Andrea stepped in front of her, making sure to block her view from the babies, and the two vampires, "That's none of your business. I helped you out and you come into my home and accuse—"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-I apologize."

Andrea forced a smile, "Okay, if that's all, I think it's best you should get going." It was more of a demand than a suggestion.

Juliet nodded, "Thank you, again."

Vegas stood, walked over to Juliet and handed the diaper bag to her, "Here."

"Have safe travels."

Once the door was closed behind her, Vegas groaned out, "God, why are Seattle witches always—"

"I thought she was from some coven in Portland." Havana said.

"They are from Oregon." Andrea confirmed.

Vegas shook her head, "No, rennet last summer when the elders took a trip to Seattle for some conference thing and she was there. Which means she's from Seattle."

"Do you think she's gonna be any trouble?" Havana asked. Witches in general weren't very big about their vampire hatred but the covens in the Pacific Northwest were a bit more anti-vampire than their own coven. It almost rivaled the New Orleans witches hatred.

Andrea shook her head, "No. We're more powerful than them, they wouldn't want to challenge us."

It was the afternoon and Havana was cleaning up after the babies, putting toys that Vegas and Valentina used to play with them away, picking up random articles of clothing and burp clothes. Andrea was lounging on the couch working on her laptop, while Rebekah and Valentina were putting the babies to sleep. Vegas had gone out for some food.