The Key

12

EDITED

"Bonnie?" I ask through the phone as walk back into the Mikaelson compound.

Marcel had left to meet with Elijah, Nik, and Vincent to get those poor kids back and to stop this channeling spell on Hope. Vincent knows a good deal about the Hollow, but is still very unsure of why it's here now.

"Hey, Debria. Damon called and updated me on everything," Bonnie Bennet's voice comes through the receiver,

"I don't know anything about the Hollow, there's nothing in any of my spell books, nothing in my gram's older books either. But if it's requiring child sacrifice, it will probably stop at nothing."

Sighing in defeat I sit on a bench in the courtyard, my eyes traveling over my blood stained arms,

"Thank you so much for looking Bonnie, I really appreciate it," I tell her, before my mind clicks to the name she told me,

"Damon called you? Because I talked to Stefan about this."

Bonnie hesitates before speaking again,

"Debria, I don't think you have to be a brain surgeon to figure out that Damon still loves you. He may be upset you have a child and a whole life without him, but he isn't mad at you. He doesn't have any right to be since he made a choice all those years ago."

I close my eyes in frustration, really wishing I wasn't having to talk boy issues with Bonnie over the phone right now.

"Bonnie, it's been really nice hearing your voice after being dead for seven years, and I thank you again for taking the time to look into the Hollow stuff for the sake of my family. But the Damon talk is not appreciated and I really should be going now."

"Debria, they aren't your family. Tyler is your family, everyone in Mystic Falls is your family," Bonnie argues back, her tone clipped and short with me. She was offended.

My anger spikes, as I officially am done talking to the Bennett witch. I felt my right eye twitch.

"Tyler knows I'm alive and hasn't even bothered trying to get ahold of me. The Mikaelson's are my family, Hope is the daughter of Klaus and myself. She is the light of this family. And family isn't always who you are born with, it's who you die for. I would gladly lay my life on line again if it meant Hope and the rest of the Mikaelson's would stay alive. Goodbye Bonnie Bennet, thanks again."

I hang up abruptly, glad that that is finally over with.

Hearing approaching footsteps I look up and see Freya coming down the stairs, her blue eyes going over my appearance which is still bad thanks to Lara killing herself right in front of me. I sigh in relief as I push my phone back into my pocket.

"How is Hope?" I ask Freya as I stand up.

Freya sighs her eyes looking down to me,

"She's sedated now with some herbs, the pain is gone I did a spell for that. But until this channeling that the hollow put in place with these kids is over, she won't get better."

I sit down again, exhaustion hitting me from being up for over twenty four hours now.

Freya sits beside me, her tone cautious as she starts talking quickly, as if she's slightly afraid of me,

"Klaus asked me to look into how you were brought back from the dead, and in one piece. Because you were most definitely not in one piece when he recovered your body from the bayou," She smiles apologetically as she pauses before continuing,

"And after so much research over the last few days, I think nature just wanted to bring you back. For Hope, as basic as that sounds."

"What do you mean?" I ask her, furrowing my eyebrows as I try to piece it together in my own head.