Chapter Thirteen: Dance Back From The Grave

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Nobody's Pov

It's fair to say that a break was definitely something they all needed.

During their break some had gotten up to use the bathroom while others had just gotten up from their seats to stretch their arms and legs.

Some were beginning to get hungry and thirsty so Gertrude decided to conquer up a few things for them.

Plates full of their favorite snacks and drinks appeared in front of them and almost immediately they dug in.

Carole sniffled which made Burt look at his wife in worry.

"Honey" Burt softly called out to her.

"I just can't believe she died. Everything that the Mikaelson's did, it was for nothing" Carole frowned.

It just wasn't fair.

Davina was a child, a girl that didn't deserve to be dragged into any of that mess.

Burt sighed and kissed his wife on the forehead before pulling her into a comforting hug.

Carole buried her face into her husbands chest and silently cried.

A few people had watched the interaction between the married couple and heard everything they were talking about.

Some looked away, trying to take their minds off of what happened, while others were back to crying again.

And it was honestly weird.

They hardly knew Davina.

But what they did know was that she didn't deserve to die.

Once everyone was done eating and had done their business in the restroom they were back in their seats.

"Are we ready to continue?" Gertrude asked.

Everyone glanced at each other and after a few seconds they looked at the witch and nodded their heads.

They had to admit that they were still upset at the fact that something had gone wrong in the ritual and that Davina is now dead.

But they also had to admit that they were curious as to what was going to happen next.

Especially now that she was gone and, unfortunately, not coming back.

And they wondered if the witches would be up to anymore trouble.

Gertrude nodded at everyone before playing the next episode.

The screen turns on and the camera pans to a car that's driving down the road. We head inside the car where we see Kurt, who is in the passenger seat, and Klaus, who is in the drivers seat.

It's been a few days since Davina's death and Klaus decided that it would be a good idea to get out of the compound and go somewhere else.

Which is why he took Kurt to Los Angeles so that he too could get away from all the drama and chaos in New Orleans. 

It's fair to say that it was something Kurt needed.

Everyone couldn't help but raise their eyebrows at what they just learned.

They found it weird that Klaus had taken Kurt with him to get away from New Orleans after everything that had happened.

But, oddly enough, it was somewhat nice of him too.

"That's oddly kind of him" Burt muttered.

He was confused and suspicious of the hybrid's intentions with his son.

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