The Originals

•|Old Friends, New Enemies|•

[S1E-5]

New Orleans
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Hayley

Stepping out of the G-wagon I closed the door behind me and pulled my jacket fully over my arms while walking down the slight hill approaching the pound.

Henric was the type to make an appearance, but there was no time for that. This was a serious matter. I pulled my hair behind my ear while I stood still and used my vamp heating to listen for Henric's footsteps.

"What do you want?" I mumbled without looking back.

"To tell you why I haven't unlinked myself from the Hollow yet." He mumbled walking in front of me and continuing to the lake.

I followed him and watched as he sat down. Hopefully there wasn't a long story to this. Putting my hands on the ground first, I sat down beside him.

"Does it have to do with Esther?" I asked.

"Nope. It has to do with Elijah." When Elijah's name came from his mouth I looked away from him and into the sky remembering everything that Elijah's mind ha put me through.

"Okay." I nodded.

"I'm the power source." He nodded.

"What?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"The power source that's needed to bring Elijah back is me. When I linked myself to the Hollows spirit she wasn't as strong as she is now. When I told you that I wouldn't let you down, I also meant I wouldn't let the Mikaelson's down."

"Stop referring to them as the Mikaelson's." Marcel's voice sounded as he approached us. "They're your family."

"My family." Henric corrected himself. "And if I unlink myself it won't be enough power to bring Elijah back then it would leave Marcel. I can't let him die."

"You guys are friends?" I asked looking up at Marcel. "I thought you didn't like him for what he did to my parents."

"We're not friends." Henric chuckled. "I hate him more than I hate my life, but he's my inspiration. Hate can be a very strong word. Just like love."

Marcel rubbed his lips together and looked down at his feet. Marcel had a love hate relationship with every Mikaelson except for Finn and Freya. Kole too obviously, Kole basically fell in love with his daughter and then killed her.

"Do you love or hate your family?" I asked seriously. Henric looked at me wiping the smile from his face.

"Is this reverse psychology?" He asked. "This is where I say I love them then you say if you do then why won't you go see them? Here's why. If I do go see them and help them kill the Hollow, then they'd wonder why I died with it which will crush their hearts. We both know what family means, and the worst thing about loving is losing."

"Then unlink yourself Henric!" I snapped. "I helped you control your blood thirst just like I can help you save your brother and be there for your family afterwards."

"Then give me another source of power that is as strong as Marcel! Or me at that matter!" Henric snapped back standing up from the ground.

The space between us grew silent while I watched the rage in Henric's face and the guilt in his eyes. He only hates his life because of what his mother did to him.

He's alone. I can see in just by looking at him. Even in the sound of his voice when he says this is what I have to do. There's gotta be another way, there always is.