Klaus' Daughter is a Lockwood?

Home Sweet Home

MIKAELSON MANSION

Klaus and Elijah sit opposite each other in the living room as each of them read their own book. Nicole sits playing "Your Song" by Elton John on the baby grand. Klaus is reading "A Poison Tree" by William Blake, and Elijah is reading one of his mother's grimoires. A dead girl lays on the coffee table, her neck bleeding from puncture wounds in her neck, while they listen to classical music. After a moment, Rebekah enters the room. "So, this is what you do the first time we're back together as a family? Vampire book club?" Klaus continues reading. "Reading edifies the mind, sister. Isn't that right, Elijah?"

Elijah looks at Nicole who is smirking. "Yes, that's quite right, Niklaus. Nicole how is the piano now that it's been tuned?" Nicole received a glare from Rebekah but continued playing. "It's great Uncle Elijah. Thank you." She cheekily smiled at Rebekah and began to hum. Klaus looked up at her playing. She was just as talented as Ivy was. "Sing please, Nicole?" She stopped playing and turned to her father. "You want me to sing?" Klaus nodded. "I want to see if you are better than your mother." Nicole smirked and rolled her eyes. She began to play again; she sang Ellie Goulding's arrangement of the Elton John song.

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
If I was a sculptor but then again no
Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show
Oh I know it's not much but it's the best I can do

My gift is my song
And this one's for you
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind
While I wrote this song
It's for people like you that
Keep it turned on
So excuse me forgetting
But these things I do
You see I've forgotten
If they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but
Now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world

They all were silent. Niklaus had tears in his eyes. She reminded him so much of Ivy. She was just as talented vocally as Ivy was. Completely different tone to her voice though. More classically trained when compared to Ivy's jazz/pop tone. Elijah was the first to break the silence. "That was lovely Nicole. Maybe you should pursue singing more than cosmetology." Nicole just shrugged. Klaus was still just staring at her. "Dad? You ok?" He snapped back to earth. "Yes. I just can't believe how much you remind me of your mother." Nicole gave a half smile.

Rebekah sensed Nicole was uncomfortable and disrupted the awkward moment. "Oh what's this business?" She gestures to the dead girl on the table. Elijah smirked. "This is a..." He gestures as though he's searching for a word. "...peace offering." Nicole rolled her eyes. "She was the piano tuner." Rebekah rolled her eyes. Klaus sighs. "I presumed, after so much time desiccating in a coffin, that my big brother might be a bit peekish." Nicole shook her head. "Despicable." Nicole spat out. Elijah becomes annoyed. "And I explained to my little brother that forgiveness cannot be bought. I'd simply prefer to see a change in behavior that indicates contrition and personal growth." 

Klaus rolls his eyes guiltily, and Elijah gestures to the girl on the table. "Not this nonsense." Nicole just shook her head and wet back to playing the piano. Klaus grinned. "Well, I couldn't very well let her go to waste, could I?" Rebekah is even more annoyed. "Well, I suppose I'll go fetch the rubbish bin, because she's staining a two hundred-year-old carpet." Elijah looks up from his book to see the girl bleeding out onto the table, where the blood drips onto the floor. "Ah, yes." Nicole stops playing and gets up angrily. "You know she WAS a person! An innocent human who came here to perform a task, be paid and leave! She may have had a family! Children! Show some God damn respect for the dead." Her family was in shock at her outburst. Nicole just glared at them and walked out the front door.

In the French Quarter, Marcel walks into the Palace Royale Hotel, looking for Klaus. He gets a text from Nicole; [where are you?]. Cami brings flowers to her brother's grave, only to find that someone spray-painted "MURDERER" in red paint across his gravestone. Father Kieran pulls wooden boards off of the windows of St. Anne's Catholic Church, and waves to a group of men standing outside the door to come in.

Klaus looks over at Elijah, and then to Hayley as she walks through the room and into the kitchen, her hand resting on her pregnant belly. Klaus watches Elijah set down the grimoire and follow Hayley into the kitchen. Elijah finds Hayley rooting through the fridge to make herself breakfast. Elijah leans in the doorway and smiles at her. "Good morning Hayley." Hayley smiled. "Hey. Is Nicole okay?" Elijah frowned. "No. She's very upset with us about the woman Klaus killed this morning. She hates what we are." Hayley sees how upset he is about Nicole's feelings. She gives him a half smile. "So I'm guessing she's not going to become a hybrid anytime soon?" Before Elijah could answer Rebekah enters through the back door, dragging a trashcan behind her. "Listen, I know I'm the only one in this house that actually drinks milk, but would it kill any of you to make sure it's on the grocery list?" Hayley asked. Rebekah grabbed a pen and paper. "Speaking of, add bleach." She stomps through the kitchen and into the living room to clean up the mess the boys left.

Elijah digs around in a cupboard while Hayley pulls ice cream out of the freezer. "You know, I do hope my siblings were hospitable to you in my absence." Hayley chuckled. "In your absence, as you like to call it; is a much too polite way of saying that your brother put a dagger in your heart." She looks up to see Elijah bringing a bowl, a spoon, and a bag of cereal to the counter. "I have been attacked by French Quarter vampires, I've had to live in a house with a secret dungeon full of coffins, and I was nearly murdered by witches who are convinced my baby is Lucifer." Elijah smiles sympathetically as he pulls orange juice and milk out of the fridge, pours Hayley a bowl of cereal, and then fills it with milk. When Hayley realizes that they had milk all along, she looks slightly guilty and embarrassed. "Oh... milk." Elijah smirks. "They've been fine. Your siblings are weirdly protective, I know I have you to thank for that." Elijah sighs. "I'm just happy to see that you're in one piece." He smiles at her and hands her the bowl of cereal. "So, back to the murderous witches. I have some concerns." Elijah can tell Hayley is worried. "They're evil. And, my life is still magically linked to Sophie Deveraux, which is not comforting." Elijah nods. "Yes, I think it's time we took care of that little problem."

Rebekah suddenly re-enters the kitchen, dragging the corpse of the girl Klaus killed across the floor behind her. "I am all for it. As soon as they're unlinked, we get to leave this crap town. Who do we have to kill?" Elijah considers this for a moment. "Probably no one." Hayley gives Elijah a significant look of disbelief. Elijah rolls his eyes and sighs. "Alright, potentially everyone." He leaves the kitchen.