"My dear sweet Natalia, you are ours. Therefore it is pointless to run." A voice she recognised to be Elijah spoke, his tone laced with both confidence and compassion. "When we find you, which we will, you are to stay by our side forever. Where you...
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"Natalie Pierce, long time no see." the woman spoke whilst rubbing down a bar, somewhat surprised to see her old friend barging through the door.
"Gloria, my favourite witch." Natalie said before pausing, "Or least favourite depending on how this conversation goes."
Gloria raised an eyebrow, "Elaborate."
"Well i'm not sure if you remember, but we had a deal. A deal which I have upheld, you on the other hand.." Natalie trailed off, pulling out a chair and sitting down whilst inspecting her crimson red nails.
"I don't follow."
"They found me." she said, looking up from her hands and tilting her head at the witch expectantly, as though asking for an explanation. Though they both knew she wasn't asking, she was demanding.
At this Gloria's eyes widened. Quickly attempting to defend herself, "I can assure you Natalie, I had nothing to do with-,"
"Save it."
"I don't care for your stupid excuses." Natalie continued, rising from her chair and coming to stand face to face with the woman, "What I care about is that whether through your compliance or carelessness, Klaus now knows where my sister is."
"Natalie-," Gloria spluttered.
"Fix it." Natalie demanded. "For years now I have been supplying you with herbs which preserve this." She said, trailing a finger down Gloria's face, "Which preserve your youth. In return all I ask is that you keep me and Katherine hidden, protected." she removed her finger now, "So you can either uphold your end of the bargain and reinforce that sneaky little spell of yours, or you can, well, you know.." she said pretending to slice her neck with her thumb.
"The choice is yours." She shrugged, turning to leave the bar before pausing at the door and twisting slightly to look Gloria in the eye. "I'll be back later, I trust you will make the right decision."
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"How did it go?" Katherine asked, lounging on a sofa, glass of champagne in one hand, phone in the other.
"I'm not sure yet, we can only hope that my threats will have persuaded Gloria to recast that spell." came Natalie's response. She was sat at a bar a few miles out of the city's centre, nursing a glass of whiskey.
"And if she doesn't..?"
"Well let's just say I know a certain siphoner who would be more than happy to drain her magic and use it to help us." A smirk etched its way across her face at the thought. She had been rather fond of Gloria, but she was proving to be less useful than originally anticipated. Even if she does agree to restore the spell, it may be time to begin searching for a new witch.
