Klaus' Daughter is a Lockwood?

The Harvest Part 1

ST. ANNE'S CHURCH

Elijah is standing in Davina's room in the attic, where he is standing in front of Davina as the two stare at each other. His skin is gray and mottled still from not feeding during the months he was daggered, and he can't help but focus on Davina's pulsing carotid artery as a result of his hunger. Davina seems unfazed. "You're the one they call honorable." Elijah smiled. "Yes, that's what they call me. And yet, I followed my brother here to New Orleans to engage in a war. So, I ask you; does that sound honorable to you?" Davina is concerned. "You don't look well." Elijah tilts his head and adjusts the cuff of his sleeve. "Well, only this morning, I had a mystical dagger embedded in my chest, so I'd say I'm holding myself together quite well."

He pauses for a beat. "Davina, I believe that you and I have the power to end a war between witches and vampires before it truly begins. I by keeping my brother in line; you, by behaving like your true self-- not some tool for Marcel or the witches." Davina folds her arms across her chest. "And why should I trust you?" Elijah chuckled. "Well, for one thing, in spite of a ravenous hunger, I have not tried to take your blood." Davina shrugs. "Why not? I'm the only one here." Elijah puts his head down in shame. "Even in my present condition, I would not feed from a... child." Davina takes a hat pin and pricks her finger with it. A drop of blood clings to the tip of it, and she places the drop on Elijah's lip. He licks the drop of blood off of his lower lip, and after a moment, Elijah's skin returns to it's normal complexion. Davina looks pleased and smiles at him.

ROUSSEAU'S/MIKAELSON MANSION

Klaus is pacing in the back kitchen of Rousseau's, which is empty of employees. When Sophie finally comes into the room with a basket of produce, Klaus grabs her and vamp-speeds them back to the plantation house for a meeting. He brings her to the living room, where Nicole & Rebekah are waiting for them. He deposits Sophie onto the couch. Klaus is angry. "We had a deal! You protect my unborn child, I dismantle Marcel's army. And whilst I've been busy fulfilling my part of the bargain, you allowed Hayley to be attacked and almost killed by a gaggle of lunatic witches." Sophie is frantic. "I had nothing to do with it, I swear. Hayley and I are linked, remember? She dies, I die." Rebekah and Nicole look at each other confused. "Then who the hell were they?" Nicole asked. Sophie sighs. "They are a faction of extremists. Sabine stupidly told them about some vision she had about the baby."

Klaus is suspicious. "What kind of vision?" Sophie sighs. "She has them all the time. They are totally open to interpretation. I'm guessing she's wrong on this one." Klaus was curious now. "Well, how, may I ask, was this particular vision interpreted?" Sophie was silent. Nicole was now growing impatient. "Sophie!" Sophie shook her head. "Pretty much that your baby would bring death to all witches." Klaus smirked. "Ah, well. I grow fonder of this child by the second." Nicole looked up and glared at her father.

"Sophie, look; I promised Elijah that I would protect the Mikaelson miracle-baby whilst he tries to win your witch Davina's loyalty. Why don't you tell me just how extreme this faction is?" Rebekah was very persuasive. Sophie is shocked at what she just heard. "Elijah's talking to Davina?" She looks from Rebekah to Nicole. "Yeah. As we speak, I imagine." Nicole turned to Sophie. "Why?" Nicole wanted to know why everyone wanted Davina. "I'm guessing she'll have plenty to say about that crowd." Klaus was also intrigued by Sophie responses. "Do tell." Sophie looked around the room. "I... wasn't always an advocate for the witches."

FLASHBACK– NEW ORLEANS, EIGHT MONTHS AGO

At Rousseau's, Sophie dances to music behind the bar as the crowd cheers. Sophie pours liquor straight into her mouth from the bottle. Sophie pours alcohol straight from the bottle into a girl's mouth and kisses her after she swallows it. Jane-Anne enters Rousseau's to find her sister. Jane-Anne smiles and the girls hug affectionately. "Welcome home, Soph. Can we go some place to talk?" Sophie's slightly concerned. "Just tell me." Jane-Anne whispers. "The elders called a vote. We're moving forward with the Harvest." Sophie is stunned. "What?"