Klaus' Daughter is a Lockwood?

Meeting with Marcel, Unlinking Spells & Confessions

  Marcel sits with Nicole; she's venting while drinking a bottle of scotch in the compound's bar room. Various vampires around them feed on humans. Nicole is disgusted but she needs to discuss her agreement with Marcel. "So where is Klaus living?" Nicole smirks. "You already k now where he's not living. Otherwise you wouldn't be asking." Marcel smirks at Nicole's sass. "You know you're starting to grow on me." Nicole raises an eyebrow at him. "Is this you trying to ask me out?" Marcel shrugs and smiles. "Perhaps." Nicole blushes. Josh sees Marcel and approaches him. "Hey. Is everything okay?" Marcel gives him a look of annoyance. "Uh, can I get you guys anything?" Nicole eyes him suspiciously. Marcel huffs. "Look, I know you want a daylight ring, kid. Little heads up? I got guys eighty years ahead of you." Josh nods nervously. "Noted. Sorry."

Marcel watches him walk away. "Wait! You know Klaus Mikaelson. I asked you to give him a lift home a couple of times? To the Palace Royale Hotel, right?" Josh stammers. "Uhhh, yeah... the Palace Royale." Nicole knows Josh is being a double agent and can tell he's starting to freak out. "See, I stopped by his hotel to say sorry about an argument we had. Turns out, he lied about living there. Lied! Do you ever hear the phrase, 'Uneasy is the head that wears the crown'?" Nicole bit her thumb nail trying to stop herself from defending Josh. Josh looked to her for help. She shook her head. "Uhhh... Lord of the Rings?" Marcel's smile dropped. "No, Shakespeare. When I was a kid, Klaus taught me how to read with those plays. All about a king who gained the world but lost his soul. But now, I get it! You see, when it's all said and done, and you look around at the empire you built, the only thing that matters is who you can trust!" Nicole jumps at his shouting. She tenses and sees Josh begin to panic. "There's gotta be somebody, somewhere that you can trust? 'To stick to you, through thick and thin, to the bitter end'." Nicole knew that quote and butted in. "Sam and Frodo, The Fellowship of the Ring." Josh smiled and winked to Nicole. "It's a good movie." She shrugs and sits back down. Marcel nods slowly. "Yeah, there is someone. We used to be best friends." Nicole's eyes widen and she bolts out of her chair. "Thierry? Seriously?" Marcel gets an idea; kisses Nicole's cheek and pats Josh on the arm as he leaves. Nicole watches him leave. "What just happened?" She looks at Josh but he is as dumbfounded as she is.

ST. ANNE'S CATHOLIC CHURCH

Davina is sketching with charcoal on her easel in her bedroom in the attic when Elijah arrives and leans against the doorway as he knocks on the door. Davina smiles at him as he holds up several pages of Esther's grimoire wrapped in a cloth. "I made you a promise." Davina is excited. "Come in!" Davina spreads one of the pages of Esther's grimoire on her table and reads it. Elijah holds an elaborately woven knot of rope in his hands. "It's a spell of unknotting?" Elijah holds up the knot. "This is a sanguinum knot. The witches use it as representational magic. If you can unknot this using that spell, you will have taken a step towards learning control. This is one of my mother's later spells. It requires much more power than you realize. Now, if you can perform this, then I shall return with another page. He walks toward the door, then turns back to her] A spell of your choosing, next time." Elijah smiles at Davina warmly before he leaves. Davina looks at the spell and the knot on her table

Downstairs in the church, Cami sits in the confession room, separated from Father Kieran with a screen. "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It's been... Oh, a year, since I've had a good conversation with you." Kieran knows who it is. "Camille." Cami smiles. "You've been avoiding me, Uncle K." Kieran stutters. "My favorite niece? Never!" Cami rolls her eyes. "Don't lie. This is a church!" She pauses for a moment. "Besides, I came about professional advice... About Sean. I guess since I'm a masochist, I went by Sean's grave today and..." Kieran interrupts her. "Damn it. I was hoping to get that cleaned up before you saw it. I hope it didn't upset you too much." Cami takes a deep breath. "It didn't bother me at all. That's the problem. That's why I'm here. I slept like a baby every night this week. Even though my brother hacked nine priests to death not two feet from this confessional. [beat] A guy I've been seeing, Marcel, has been blowing me off. Whatever. I've been on two dates with the guy, and I'm more upset about that than seeing MURDERER scrawled across my brother's grave." Kieran hesitates; not really knowing what to say to his niece. "It's called healing, Cami."

Cami sighs. "For months after the massacre, I couldn't think of anything else. And then suddenly... nothing. I need to feel that pain! Without it, I feel... broken. Empty. Like there's someone to blame... and... I'm letting them get away with it." Kieran is silent; absorbing Cami's feelings. "Listen, if you have found a way to turn it off, don't question it! The only person that is responsible for Sean's behavior is... Sean." Cami furrows her brow. "Do you really believe that?" Kieran nods. "Yes. I do." Cami stares at her uncle through the screen for a moment, before she gets up and walks out of the church. Kieran sighs. Up in the balcony, Klaus watches Cami leave and frowns.