Bellatrix Mikaelson (The Originals S1)

Chapter 17

ST. ANNE'S CHURCH
[Upstairs in Davina's room, Davina is drawing while Elijah walks around and takes in his surroundings. He picks up Tim's broken violin from a table and examines it.]
Elijah: Do you play?
Davina: [sad] That's... not mine. [Elijah sits in a chair and tinkers with the violin for a moment, until Marcel's footsteps can be heard from outside the room. When he enters, Elijah has hidden himself away.]
Marcel: Good news, Little D. I'm moving you out this pile of dust. 
Davina: [happy] Are you serious? When? 
Marcel: Tonight. I just need to lock in the arrangements. How's our Original?
[He gestures toward Elijah's coffin, but Davina anxiously stops him before he can open it.]
Davina: Uh, don't disturb the body! I have a spell in progress. 
Marcel sent glare at Elijah.
Marcel: [shrugs] Bet you do. Pack up, 'kay? Only what you wanna take. I'll buy ya anything else you need. 
Davina: [feigns excitement] Okay. 
[Marcel leaves the attic. Elijah appears from behind a corner.]
Elijah: [surprised] You didn't reveal that I was awake.
Davina: [smiles shyly] We're not done talking yet! [Elijah picks up the violin again and sits down before returning to fixing it.]
Elijah: You and Marcel seem very close.
Davina: Marcel's my family. 
Elijah: And yet Marcel is someone who delights in harming the witches. Those people, I would think, you would consider family. This doesn't trouble you? 
Davina: No. They deserve it. 
Elijah: [confused] Why would you say that? 
Davina: 'Cause they're liars. All of them.
"Well... Everyone are liars, not only witches." Said Bella.
FLASHBACK—THE HARVEST RITUAL REHEARSAL, EIGHT MONTHS AGO
[The girls are still kneeling in a row outside the farmhouse, where Bastianna touches four of the girls' foreheads with ash to indicate who has been chosen for the ritual. Monique, Davina, and two other girls, Abigail and Cassie, are chosen for the Harvest.]
Kol, Marcel, Davina and Bella glare at screen.
Davina: [voiceover] They made me and my friends do this Harvest ritual. They said our participation would bring our family strength, health... that we'd forever be celebrated as saviors of the community. But all they really wanted was more power. So, I left before they could get it. Now, they're running out of time, because after the Harvest, comes the Reaping. And if they don't complete the Harvest, there won't be a Reaping. Soon, all the witches in the Quarter will start to lose their power. Eventually, they will cease to be witches altogether.
Elijah: So what does it take to complete this ritual? 
Davina: [sighs] I have to die. [Elijah is shocked by this revelation.]
LAFAYETTE CEMETERY
[Sophie is in the cemetery, packing various bottles of magical ingredients into her backpack, when Hayley enters the mausoleum.]
Sophie: Hey. What the hell?
Hayley: You're going out there anyway, aren't you? I wanna go with you. 
"You are pregnant for god's sake. Just stay in house and it strawberries or something. Not go into the danger." Said Layla.
"Thank you." Said Klaus and Bella to Layla.
"That's all i was saying, but she is more stubborn than Nik." Said Bella. Hayley glared at them.
Sophie: No, thanks. Already got assaulted by Klaus this morning. Don't need a repeat. 
Hayley: What if whatever is responsible for all those dead witches is still out there? We've already established that it likes me and hates witches, so you'll be safer with me. 
Sophie: Sorry if I'm not buying your sudden concern for my safety. [Hayley blocks the exit, forcing Sophie to stop and listen to her.]
Hayley: Listen. The whole reason I came to this stupid town in the first place was to learn more about my family. Your sister's the one that told me Marcel ran the werewolves out of the Quarter into the Bayou. And last night, I'm pretty sure that some guardian- angel-wolf saved my life. So, I'm coming with you. 
"Troublesome woman." Muttered Bella.
[Bella walks in to the mausoleum and joins the girls.]
Bella: [rolls her eyes] Could you two be more idiotic? [Hayley and Sophie both look at each other and sigh in frustration.]
Bella: Two can play the follow-game, you know! You heard Klaus, he and Marcel are headed right where you're going. 
Hayley: So distract them. Because unless you wanna lock a hormonal, pregnant werewolf in a tomb, I'm coming with you. And wouldn't Elijah be mad if he hears that the baby and I died of asphyxiation? [Bella closed her eyes and started muttering.]
Bella: She is carrying my niece. She is carrying my niece. She's carrying my niece.
Everyone laughed at her.
"You look like you want to kill her." Said Kol.
"I did. Why do you think i kept reminding myself she was pregnant?" Said Bella with a laugh. Others laughed with her.
[Bella is clearly annoyed by her stubbornness. Sophie rolls her eyes and sighs again, resigned to having Hayley and Bella tag along.]
BIG AUGGIE'S BAYOU BAR
[Klaus is standing in front of the bar, where he's calling Bella on his cell phone.]
Klaus: What's the matter Bella?
Bella: [annoyed] What is all that dreadful hillbilly ruckus in the background?
Klaus: According to the dreadful signage, it's Big Auggie's Bayou Bar. 
Bella: Well, order up a few rounds of moonshine and steer clear of the dead witches for a few. The witch is on a burial mission, your baby crazy mama is on a spirit quest, and I'm trying to keep her safe. So, stall, please? [Bella hangs up the phone. Klaus, who is visibly angry that his orders were ignored, enters the building and joins Marcel at the bar.]
Marcel: Everything okay?
Klaus: Oh, just the usual. Temperamental sister. So, where's your informant? 
"How is that my fault?" Said Bella.
"You should have kept her out of it." Said Klaus. Bella rolled her eyes.
Marcel: Tomas? He's out sniffin' around. Grab a drink, and then we'll chase him down.
Klaus: Well, I suppose it will give us a chance to talk things over, like why you haven't returned Elijah. Maybe your young witch has grown partial to his company? She must get so bored.
Marcel: [exasperated] You never stop, do you?
Klaus: You never answer, do you? 
Marcel: Why're you so curious about Davina? 
Klaus: If I had a 16-year-old all- powerful witch at my beck and call, you would wonder about her, too.
Marcel: [smiles fakely] You're never gonna get her. 
Klaus: Okay, okay. I'll ask the harmless questions, then. How did you meet her? 
Marcel: [laughs] That might surprise you. This was eight months ago, before I banned the witches from using magic. Relations between vampires and witches weren't what you'd you call friendly, by any means, but let's just say we were a little less... divided. In fact,
some of us were getting along just fine. 
FLASHBACK—NEW ORLEANS, EIGHT MONTHS AGO
[Sophie Deveraux and Marcel are naked and making out and having sex with each other in the shower at the compound. Afterward, Marcel lies in his bed while Sophie dries herself off beside him.]
Davina looks disgusted.
Sophie: Ugh, it's so screwed up. I'm dealing with whacked-out, militant witches. 
Marcel: [smiles] Hey, you witches all got a little crazy in you.
Sophie: And my sister has really gone off the deep-end this time.
Marcel: Jane-Anne's got martyr written all over her, that's for sure. 
Sophie: They've got every 16-year-old girl in our coven dying to be one of the four chosen for this crazy-ass ritual.
Marcel: Anything I can do to help? 
Sophie: [sighs and sits down next to him on the bed] No, you've caused enough trouble with them.  
Marcel: What, little old me?
Sophie: [giggles] You're a dick. You always stir it up with the witches. Which is why this-- [She kisses him briefly on the mouth]-- stays between us. [She leans in and kisses him again, deeper this time.]
PRESENT DAY
Klaus: [incredulous] You and Sophie? You hypocrite! You torture those witches, and yet there you were, getting positively Romeo and Juliet with Sophie Deveraux. 
Marcel: Oh, hey hey hey, it wasn't like that. It was a... mutually satisfying hook-up. 
Klaus: So, if Sophie didn't turn to you, her secret vampire lover, in her hour of need, what did she do? 
Marcel: She did what any good girl do. She went to her priest.