Bellatrix Mikaelson (The Originals S1)

Chapter 14

OUTSIDE ROUSSEAU'S-- DAUPHINE STREET MUSIC FESTIVAL
[Outside, Tim struggles to unlock his car, as his hands are full with his fiddle case]
Klaus: [behind him] Hello, Tim. [Tim just stares at him blankly]
Klaus: I believe you and I share an acquaintance. [He grips him tightly by the shoulder and compels him] Be a good lad and help me send her a message.
Davina and Marcel glare.
[Cami and Davina are still inside Rousseau's, looking for Tim.]
Cami: Well, he couldn't have gone far, he just got off-stage a minute ago! [Davina sighs and blinks tears from her eyes.]
Davina: It doesn't matter, this was a stupid idea anyway.
Cami: [sympathetic] No, it wasn't! Davina–
Davina: Just forget it. [runs off. Klaus approaches Cami from behind and hands her a note]
Klaus: Tell her this is from one of the musicians. She'll want to leave, and you're going to want to help her slip out the back exit so Marcel doesn't see. [beat] Whatever you do, don't let her out of your sight. [Cami looks slightly annoyed, but when she turns around to talk to Klaus, he has already zoomed away.]
Cami: Wait, Davina! [Cami runs to catch up with her.]
ST. ANN'S CATHOLIC CHURCH
[Tim is standing in the aisle, staring at the statues and lit candles at the altar in the front of the room, when Cami and Davina find him there. Cami smiles at Davina encouragingly.]
Davina: [whispers] I can't do this. [Cami, still smiling, gently pushes Davina toward Tim and watches as she approaches him. Tim turns around when he hears her, and his face brightens.]
Davina: [waves awkwardly] Hey, Tim. I got your note.
Tim: I got your text message.
Davina: [sighs and smiles] Thanks for meeting me here.
Tim: [laughs nervously] Uh, it's so amazing to see you—I can't even believe I'm standing here right now. I just... [sighs]  Wow. [Davina giggles nervously as well]
Kol glares at screen.
Tim: So, how have you been? [He laughs again] And why did you want to meet here? It's so creepy... all the terrible stuff that happened? [Davina walks toward the altar.]
Davina: I dunno, I kind of like it! It's quiet. The place can't be bad for all time, just because one bad thing happened... right?
Tim: Wait, no, uh, alright, back up. So where...? [beat] One day you just stopped coming to school, and then it's like you just... vanished.
Davina: There was an emergency... and I needed to take care of some things.
Tim: Oh, are you okay? I mean, you look okay-- you look great, actually.[Davina giggles]
Kol glared at Tim.
Tim: So, are you coming back to school?[Davina's smile falls, and then so does Tim's]
Davina: [waits a beat] No. But I need you to know that even though I was away, I miss you. [She smiles at him] I miss seeing you at school, seeing you play your violin. [Tim gulps nervously and gestures to the walls of the room.]
Tim: Well, this place does have great acoustics. [Davina looks confused for a moment, until she sees him pick up his violin and bow. She sits down to watch and listen to him play. Cami is staring at the bloodstains on the walls in the back of the church, listening to Tim play for Davina, when Klaus joins her.]
Klaus: The boy has a gift. You can't compel a person to play like that. 
"True." Said Layla.
Cami: I know what you are. It's crazy to me, but at least it makes sense. But this... massacre... was just a pointless, brutal thing. In your life, have you ever heard of anything like that? A good man, an aspiring priest, just goes on a killing spree out of nowhere. [Klaus sits next to Cami.]
Klaus: I've seen quite a lot in my time. The world is a rather awful place. Best to meet it on its own terms.
Bella nodded.
Cami: [shakes her head] No. The world isn't awful. People aren't awful. They want to be good; something makes them bad. Something breaks them down, makes them snap. There are always signs, symptoms, before someone has a psychotic break. The guy who did this had none of them; he didn't drink, he didn't do drugs...
Klaus: You're well-informed on the matter. [beat] You knew him, didn't you?
Cami: [blinks back tears] His name was Sean. He was my brother. My twin, actually. I can't sleep, I... dream, about what happened, and I hate it, and I hate that I couldn't help him. 
Klaus: We all must stand alone against our demons.
"You don't have to do everything alone, Nik." Said Bella and Elijah nodded.
Cami: What if someday, his demons become mine too? [She looks at him expectantly, and he notices that Tim has finished playing]
Klaus: I have some business I should attend to... but before I do-- [Klaus places a hand on her shoulder and looks in her eyes to compel her.]
Klaus: You should go, enjoy the music. Put this out of your mind. [Klaus lets go of her, and she leaves the church to return to the festival.]
Bella smiles at her brother.
DAUPHINE STREET FESTIVAL
[Father Kieran walks down Dauphine Street when he sees Marcel walking around the festival.]
Kieran: Marcel! 
Marcel: Father Kieran! Welcome back. I wasn't sure when you'd be coming home.
Kieran: I can tell, judging by what's been going on in my church attic. 
Marcel: [smiles coldly] I didn't think you'd mind. Lord knows I've done you a favor or two.
Kieran: [lowers voice] I take it you know the Originals have returned? The sister, Bellatrix? I saw her earlier, snooping around the church, asking about the attic. She doesn't know I take vervain. You gotta problem on your hands. 
Marcel: No disrespect for the grieving process, for you and your church, but just so I know-- are you here to help, or are you just going to drop in with criticism? [Father Kieran laughs coldly, and leans in to whisper to Marcel.]
Kieran: Never forget, Marcel, that you live in this city by the grace of those who know your secret and tolerate you.
Marcel: And this city thrives because of me and my people. Anytime that you need a reminder of that, just let me know. 
"Mini Nik." Said Bella. Marcel glared at her.
[Marcel stares at Father Kieran menacingly, but their argument is interrupted by Josh, who looks anxious]
Josh: Marcel? Diego said he lost eyes on the girls.
Marcel: [turns to Father Kieran] To be continued!
ST. ANNE'S CATHOLIC CHURCH
[Klaus walks in on Davina and Tim talking and interrupts them.]
Klaus: You two are absolutely adorable! Warms my heart, it really does. But, I do need a word with the young lady. So, Tim--[He grips Tim's shoulder and compels him] Go sit down. Count to one-hundred-thousand. [Tim walks to the back of the church]
Klaus: Quietly, now, there's a good boy. [He turns to Davina] I assume you know who I am? [beat] Then, let's get right to it, shall we? Your current dilemma strikes me as a case of poor alliances. You're loyal to Marcel and yet he keeps you tucked away in an attic. Surely you prefer just a little bit more freedom. And yet Marcel keeps you prisoner.
Davina: Marcel doesn't keeps me prisoner, he keeps me safe. He's my friend. 
Klaus: Well, I've no doubt he is. [He crouches to her level] For a girl caught in a war between witches and vampires, I might be a better friend. I would keep you safe. And, I'd allow you your freedom. [He stands and begins to pace up and down the aisle] If Marcel could do that, why hasn't he done so already? And it does beg the question: If Marcel can't protect you, then what of those you care about?
[Klaus gestures to Tim, who is sitting in the last pew.]
Davina, Marcel and Kol glare.
Davina: If anyone tries to hurt anyone I care about, I'll kill them. 
Klaus: Well, then. Sounds like you don't need Marcel at all. Perhaps you've suspected it all along. Your dear friend Marcel tricks you into doing his bidding, and all the while, you rot in an attic, alone, while young Timothy moves on with his life. [Davina stares intently at Klaus, clearly angry, as she starts using her magic against him.]
Davina: You feel that? That's your blood starting to boil. [Klaus groans, and a hissing noise is heard as his blood increases in temperature. Sweat starts to drip from his forehead, and he composes himself from this unexpected turn of events before he vamp-runs over to Tim and puts him in a headlock.]
Klaus: Such a shame to lose him, just as you found him again. [He turns to Tim] And I really did admire your skill with that violin. 
Davina: Don't you dare hurt him!
Klaus: Oh, I hope I won't have to, sweetheart. But, then, that depends on you. 
Davina: Let him go now!
Klaus: You should know, I don't do well with demands. [Davina thrusts her open hand out and twists it, using her magic to break the bones in his leg. Unfortunately, it takes only a moment for Klaus to reset his bones and heal.]
Klaus: Impressive. But you don't want to fight me, love. Innocent people have a way of ending up dead.
Tim: [whispers] Please, let me go. 
Marcel and Davina watch all this glaring.
Klaus: Your choice, little witch. Swear allegiance to me alone and the boy lives. Stand against me-- [The candles behind Davina flare as Davina gets angrier. After a moment, she thrusts both hands in front of her and shrieks as she unleashes the force of her magic against him. Her outburst causes the Bibles in the pews to be blown up, and a strong gust of wind blows the pages around the room as all the windows in the church shatter. The telekinetic force from the spell throws Klaus and Tim violently toward the entrance. Even Davina is knocked backwards by the power of her own magic and thrown onto the ground.]