You are not alone

Chapter 6

Kol spent all of four hours with the witch to finally get something out of her. He had been right all along. There was additional magic to the link surrounding him and subsequently Davina. The witch couldn't tell him what kind of magic it was but she said it was incredibly strong, something too strong to exist. The witch in question had to be centuries old.

Mommy dearest was the first to come to his mind. However, he knew that Esther would never allow him to come back as a vampire. She hated what they were to her core.

This was a different witch.

He got the confirmation he needed. He didn't even bother to make the witch break the spell. She would not be strong enough. Instead, he took back his spell and walked away as he promised. He wanted to be back in New Orleans as fast as possible. That bloody link was making him into a weak wuss. He was literally aching to see Davina again.

Welcome to the rest of your life. He thought to himself. The link would now draw them together much more than that original spell put on them ever could. And to top all of this off, he couldn't even trust his own emotions.

That spell needed to go, even if the link was to stay forever. They both deserved to be themselves. And so Kol began to devise a plan on his drive back to Davina.

It looked like they were going to have a lot to talk about.

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The second Kol stepped a foot in the church, Davina was up and waiting for him to enter the room. She could sense him as a vampire would, or at least that is what she imagined it like. It might have been the magic acting out, but she swore she could actually hear his footsteps on the wooden floor two levels below.

Kol opened the door and she literally thew herself at him like she'd done before. Kol didn't hesitate this time and he hugged her tightly. She could smell the uniqueness that was him. This close to him she could feel all of his muscles and it made her want to strip him of his shirt and trace every single of those muscles.

She cursed her body for reacting to him as she stepped away knowing fully well that Kol was aware of every reaction.

He smirked at her: "It is good to be missed."

"Where did you go?" She was still disappointed that he had disappeared on her.

"Didn't fancy talking to Marcel when he returned and I did make you a promise."

"Why do you hate Marcel so much?"

"It had always been Nik, Elijah and Rebekah." He said as he walked away to sit on the bed, "For centuries there didn't seem to be a place for anyone else. Then Marcellus came around and all of a sudden, the place was there."

His voice sounded too bitter to his own ears. All he wanted was to be accepted. Even as a human he had felt overlooked. Bekah had been the only girl in the family and even he had kept an eye out for her. Henrik had been the baby of the family and everyone adored him even more than Bekah. Kol had loved being the big brother to those two. Even as a little child he would run around with them and he had always imagined himself getting into fights for them. But by that time Nik had taken that honour, especially when it came to Rebekah. So he had tried to find something else. Something to distinguish himself and when the magic had come, he embraced it. He had been good at it and he had loved it. He had been the only one in the family. And when he came proudly to his mother, she shut him down. She had told him to never mention magic again. She had been so afraid of Mikael finding out that one of his sons had taken up woman's work.

Even after thousand years, his family hardly knew him. His own mother probably couldn't tell when he was the most happy. His family didn't even have it in them to grief him. They had probably grieved Finn, who tried to kill them, more then they had grieved him.