BLONDIE • the mikaelsons

chapter fifty three

CHAPTER FIFTY THREE

"Are you sure about this, Emilia?" Elijah asked me as I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him into a bar called Rousseau's.

"Trust me, Elijah!" I urged him with a grin, "Bartenders know all the local gossip so this is the easiest way to get information about Melissa."

"I suppose we might as well do something useful whilst Kol and Klaus are presumably torturing the locals." Elijah hummed in agreement as we took a seat at the bar.

We had arrived in New Orleans in the afternoon but there had been no time for sightseeing. Klaus and Kol had left to gather information from the vampires whilst Elijah and I had been tasked with getting information from the witches. Finn was currently surveying an old property that the Mikaelsons owned, making sure it was safe to reside in during our visit.

"Hi, what can I get you?" a blonde bartender asked, approaching us with a warm smile. Her nameplate claimed that her name was Camille.

"Surprise us!" I replied, flashing her a charming grin. The bartender nodded and turned away to pour our drinks.

"You are aware that alcohol consumption is not encouraged when a woman is with child?" Elijah murmured and I rolled my eyes.

"Don't worry, I have no intention of drinking whatever she serves." I told him, "But it would have been rather suspicious if I had ordered a nonalcoholic drink. Walking into a bar and not drinking alcohol would practically be a pregnancy announcement."

"Or it would be a sign that you are under 21." Elijah responded with a faint smile and my eyes widened in realization.

"Wow, after spending so much time in London, I completely forgot about that!" I muttered, "It is completely crazy that I can have a child but I can't legally drink."

The bartender appeared in front of us and handed us our drinks, "So what brings you to the Big Easy?"

"My boyfriend used to live here." I answered, nodding my head towards him.

"Really, when?"

"Oh, it feels like a hundred years ago." Elijah replied with a bemused expression.

"I just moved here myself." Camille said, "What brought you back?"

"Well, we are here with our family. I am afraid that my siblings have got us into a bit of a bind." Elijah answered.

"You say that like it's a common occurrence."

"Well, my family is... Complicated."

"What kind of bind is your family in?" she asked.

"His brother accidentally got a girl pregnant." I said with a grin, "But we can't really blame him because that girl is completely gorgeous and has beautiful hair!"

"Well, it sounds like you've got quite the problem on your hands." Camille replied, raising an amused eyebrow, "How is she coping with everything?"

"She is handling the situation admirably." Elijah answered and I smiled softly at his words. "Listen, Camille, I'm looking for someone who might shed some light on our current predicament. A woman named Melissa has recently moved here. Any idea where I might find her?"

"A first name isn't much to go off of." Camille shrugged, "But I think that I might be able to help you. It may be a coincidence but a woman who goes by that name recently came by looking for work. We already have enough staff but the restaurant across the street is currently hiring so she might have gone there."

"Thank you, Camille, that may prove to be incredibly helpful." Elijah nodded his thanks before turning to me, "Finn is on his way. He will join you whilst I follow this lead."