The Hybrid and The Werewolf

FRUIT OF THE POISONED TREE

MIKAELSON MANSION

Nyx and Elijah sit opposite each other in the living room as each of them read their own book. Nyx is reading a baby book Hayley brought and Elijah is reading one of his mother's grimoires. A dead girl lays on the coffee table, her neck bleeding from puncture wounds in her neck, while they listen to classical music. After a moment, Rebekah enters the room

Rebekah: So, this is what you do the first time we're back together as a family? Vampire book club?

Nyx: Reading edifies the mind, sister. Isn't that right, Elijah?

Elijah: Yes, that's quite right, Niklaus

Rebekah: And what's this business?

She points to the dead girl on the table

Elijah: This is a... ...peace offering.

Nyx: [sighs] I presumed, after so much time desiccating in a coffin, that my big brother might be a bit peckish.

Elijah: And I explained to my little sister that forgiveness cannot be bought. I'd simply prefer to see a change in behavior that indicates contrition and personal growth.

Nyx, and Elijah gestures to the girl on the table

Elijah: Not this nonsense.

Nyx: Well, I couldn't very well let her go to waste, could I?

Rebekah: [annoyed] Well, I suppose I'll go fetch the rubbish bin, because she's staining a two hundred-year-old carpet.

Elijah looks up from his book to see the girl bleeding out onto the table, where the blood drips onto the floor

Elijah: Ah, yes.

In the kitchen, Nyx finds Hayley rooting through the fridge to make herself breakfast. Nyx leans in the doorway and smiles at her

Nyx: Good morning.

Hayley: [smiles] Hey.

Rebekah enters through the back door, dragging a trashcan behind her

Hayley: Listen, I know I'm the only one in this house that actually drinks milk, but would it kill any of you to make sure it's on the grocery list?

Rebekah: Speaking of, add bleach.

She stomps through the kitchen and into the living room. Hayley tries to leap up on the counter but can't do it. Nyx grabs her hips lifting her up gently placing her on the counter top. She digs through the cabinet.

Hayley: I have been attacked by French Quarter vampires, I've had to live in a house with a secret dungeon full of coffins, and I was nearly murdered by witches who are convinced our baby is Lucifer.

Nyx smiles sympathetically as she pulls orange juice and milk out of the fridge, pours Hayley a bowl of cereal, and then fills it with milk. When Hayley realizes that they had milk all along, she looks slightly guilty and embarrassed

Hayley: Oh... milk.

Nyx: When you're free of this spell, we're go out on a romantic dinner, just me and you. Take our minds off all of this.

She smiles at her handing her a bowl of cereal.

Nyx: So now back to the bloody witches.

Hayley: They're evil. And, my life is still magically linked to Sophie Deveraux, which is not comforting.

Nyx: I'm going to take care of the problem, my love.

She places her hand on one side of Hayley's face, rubbing her thumb over her cheek. She brings her head down pressing her lips to her forehead.