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Bewitched Chapter 6I can take care of my self

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Bewitched
Chapter 6
I can take care of my self

Bethan is looking out over the French Quarter from the balcony of the nursery when she's suddenly startled by the sounds of tortured screaming. She frowns and returns inside, following the noise to Klaus' bedroom, where Klaus has blood splattered all over his hands and face and is washing up in his sink

"Oh. So, I see your interrogation went well?" The brunette commented. Klaus looks at himself in the mirror while he washes up "Eh, it turns out these witches are delicate creatures. No matter! I suspected my mother had Elijah captive." Klaus informs her "Great. Let's go find them! I'll text hayley" Klaus shakes his head no as he walks toward her to face her "Esther is too powerful. She won't be easily found. I need to draw her out." He's about to shut the sliding doors that separate his room from the nursery when Bethan stops him.

"Wait, where are you going?" Bethan asks "I'm going to change my shirt, and then I'm going to find my brother." He smiles patronizingly and is about to shut the doors again when The Gilbert girl once again stops him. "Klaus, let me come with you!" She demands Klaus sighs deeply and walks toward her again "I know you want to help, Bethan, but you can't. My mother is wretched. She will target you in order to thwart me, and I can't very well save Elijah if I'm busy saving you, can I?" The teen rolls her eyes, but remains silent, so Klaus finally shuts the doors and prepares his plans, leaving her to consider her options. Bethan pushes through the door actual furious with the way Klaus spoke to her.

"Three things. 1) I've faced off against your mother twice remember and I've lived to tell the tale. 2) I'm not elena Klaus, I'm not a damsel in distress that needs a Salvatore to save her everytime things get tough. 3) As soon as you realise I can take care of my self the easier your life will be" and Bethan left him to chew on that.

Bayou

Bethan is wandering through a more remote part of the Bayou, looking around for any signs of Oliver, when she comes upon a beat-up trailer in the middle of a wooden area. Suddenly, she hears a creaking sound and quickly turns, catching two arrows in midair that have been shot by an unidentified man behind her. Annoyed, she drops the arrows on the ground

"Is that your best shot? You're gonna have to do a lot better than that if you're gonna kill a Gilbert"
The man walks toward her, pulling a shortsword out of its sheath with his free hand. His bow is clutched in the other, and he has a quiver of arrows strapped on his back. He stops when he hears a gruff voice call out
"Stop!"

Bethan and Ansel immediately turn at the sound of his voice. Jackson walks out of the trailer and toward them. The teenager's demeanour immediately becomes kinder "Jackson?" Bethan asked "Beth. I see you met my friend Ansel." Ansel looked at the two confused "You know her?" He asked "Yeah, actually. I do. Her cousin was supposed to be my wife." Beth just smiled and waved awkwardly.

Jackson and Bethan are sitting in chairs around the fire pit, while Ansel sits on a log across from them and sharpens his knife "After Francesca Guerrera took over the wolves, she offered me a moonlight ring as long as I'd call her Alpha. I declined. So, a couple of her brothers dragged me out here and left me for dead. By the time I healed up, word had spread about what happened to you, and to your baby." Bethan looks down at the ground, clearly unhappy about the reminder of Hope's absence

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