Enigma -> K. Mikaelson

13

A month passed since Rebekah's departure. Things were different without her.

Hayley stuck to the bayou with her people who were now human, Klaus rarely left his home and Elijah was trying to broker a peace between the factions. The mighty Mikaelson family was falling apart.

I thought that with Rebekah' absence, the Originals would stop calling me up. That proved to be incorrect when Elijah sat down next to me at the bar.

"I'm a little busy, Elijah." I said.

Various books surrounded me as I marked anything related to hexes. The topic was vast and yet there didn't seem to be enough information.

"You haven't been returning my calls."

"Well, I've been ignoring you."

He glanced at what I was writing into my notebook. Anything that could be a potential cure for Kieran's hex. There was no substantial solution after a month of research.

I told Cami that there wasn't a cure and I meant it. That's precisely why I didn't tell her I was looking into it. I didn't want to give her false hope.

"I'm hosting a party between the factions tonight. I'd like you to be there." he said.

I sighed before turning my attention to him. He ordered a drink from the bartender while I closed my books.

"The only thing I'm planning on doing is finding a way to help my friend." I retorted.

I couldn't help Davina and she ended up joining the witches again. Mostly so that the ancestors would leave her alone but it still bothered me that she was pulled into the same coven that wanted her dead not long ago.

"The peace treaty between factions needs you, Olivia. You are living proof that we can all live together in harmony."

Elijah was referring to my connection with every faction. Davina, a witch, Cami, a human, Hayley, a werewolf, and the Originals, vampires. I had managed to make friends in each faction.

I took a deep breath. "You do realize that every single one of those factions hate me? And with good reason, I've acted against all of them."

"You don't need to befriend them, simply represent all that New Orleans could be." he explained.

No pressure or anything. Since when did I become the role model? Only a month ago, Elijah looked me in the eye and told me I couldn't be trusted.

Not directly but the message was clear. I don't see how I'm supposed to be the bridge to anything.

"What do I get from this? Other than a headache?" I asked.

I've given a lot of favors to the Mikaelsons and I've gotten nothing in return. Not that I ever asked for anything. A good night's sleep might be kind of nice.

"Davina will be there, along with the other Harvest girls. I'd say that's a pretty good reason to come."

Talking to her was difficult these days. We both knew that she shouldn't be talking to me because I'm not a part of a coven. The fact that I'm working with vampires wasn't helping.

But I suppose I could keep an eye on her while I'm there. If things get out of hand, I'll at least be there to protect her.

I sighed. "Will there at least be alcohol?"