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A knock had sounded through the attic, startling the small witch, eyelashes fluttering sleepily as fatigue dripped on her features, evidence of not sleeping much the last few nights. She had been in the attic, waiting patiently for some word of what to do next, and day in and day out it had been silent. Books seemed to bore her, the music that echoed through the small space seemed to be unmoving and even drawing didn't satiate her craving of needing to do something. Sitting up in the bed, she had rubbed at her eyes, brunette tresses unruly, a crown of curls frames her features as she shifts to get out of the bed.

bare feet padded against the wooden floor of the attic, a yawn having slipped through as she opened the door, palm still rubbing against her eyes as she looked up at the person who had stood at her door. She had half expected it to be Marcel, maybe even Elijah but no it was someone else. The name hit her out of nowhere, as if she had known him but wasn't too sure where she had met him. 

' You're the hybrid. Niklaus Mikaelson. '

The sleep seemed to fade immediately from her as she took a step back, chin turned up at the male who had stood at her doorway, eyebrow cocked as she watched him carefully. The male had taken a step forward but had been pushed back by the force that had stopped him from entering. ' you mind inviting me in, love ? ' he spoke, his voice smooth, elegant but ineffective to her, knowing of what he had done, of those he had hurt. ' it's not the boundary spell against vampires entering houses. I just don't want you to come in. ' arms crossed over her chest as she stands her ground, head canted to the side as she takes him in fully. 

' Did Elijah send you ? '

Klaus had laughed a bit, tongue darting out to lick at her lips and she had wished that she knew what he was thinking, of what he was plotting but she wasn't going to let her guard down. He couldn't be trusted, he didn't always hold his word like his brother and he had no good intentions for anyone but himself. ' Not exactly, he's a bit busy at the moment, but I have come here instead though. I thought we could ... get to know each other. ' even with his words she didn't budge, the boundaries up still as he again attempted to step forward, as if he had expected her to give in and allow him in, but he had felt the force push him back again, a look of frustration moving over his features. ' I can see why he likes you . '

' I have an agreement with Elijah, not you. I will not make deals with you. '

she spat the words out as her hand moved, finger flicking forward as his body had pressed against the wall opposite of the door, head canted again as she took in him in, stepping forward to the door, stepping through as she stood just inches away from him . ' So when your brother is free, send him my way. I have some word from the witches that he might find interesting. Goodbye Klaus. ' and with that, she had turned to walk into the attic, the door closing on him and leaving her alone in the attic once again.

***

' I apologize for not contacting you before, Davina . Something is wrong with Hayley, and we are trying to make sure the baby is safe. '

His voice was clear through the phone, her sitting on her bed as the phone was propped between her cheek and her shoulder, fingers moving black paint over the canvas that was propped on her bed, something going through her that had her needing to paint, an urge, a sensation and she didn't understand what it was or what she was painting. it was as if her body had taken complete control over her. He had spoke about the baby being in danger and she had stood up from the bed, wiping her hands on a towel before holding the phone against her ear a bit sturdier now.