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Sommer's Pov:

"Our home."

Niklaus stated as we all walked into the French Courter. Memories instantly flooded my brain as I looked around. I breathed in and out slowly.

"Once the pride of our family. Now a flophouse."

"Indeed, the mighty have fallen."

I looked down as Rose held mine and Kol's hand. Elijah had Hope in his arms as Stella quickly walked in with Winters in her arms, carrying her bridal style. She was worried and nervous.

"Where's Vincent?"

Vincent walked out of no where.

"Right here. I kept my word."

Vincent walked up to Stella and Winter as Stella set Winter down on a couch.

"Now, the real question is if whether or not you guys are going to keep yours. As soon as I'm finished healing your kid, you gotta leave the city."

"Well, we aren't going to stay, are we? Your city has lost it's charm."

"What he means to say is that we are very grateful. Just...help her and we'll leave."

"Just give us what we need and we will do so, happily."

"Excuse me."

Vincent said as he walked up to Winter.

"Okay..."

he rubbed his hands together as he started chanting.

"Nettoyer timoun sa a. Nettoyer timoun. Nettoyer timoun sa a. Nettoyer..."

"Oh.."

Vincent said while getting up.

"Mom?"

"That's it."

"oh!"

"Your little girl is purified."

"Thank you."

Stella and Elijah walked up to Winter. hugging her.

"Now look, the only gratitude I need from any of you is seeing you leave the city."

"Go see your Daddy."

Winter turned to Elijah and got up and walked up to him but she stopped suddenly as a crow came out of no where and dropped to the floor. Then another fell and another and another. So many kept falling. We all looked around, questioning what the hell is going on. All the dead crows fell in a circle around Winter.

"What is this?"

"I don't know."

Stella was panting as she looked at Winter.

"Mom? Can you hear that? It's...whispers. Saying a name. Over and Over. Kre Nah Han...Kre Nah Han."

"Vincent...what, what is that?"

"It's a nearly forgotten dialect. It's Creole. It means the Hollow. The Hollow is coming."

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Stella's Pov:

I walked down the steps as Elijah spoke up.

"How is she?"

"Uh, her fevers back. But she's not in any pain. She's asking for you."

"Alright, I'll go see her."

"Or you can just make an excuse. Wouldn't you rather have your daughter not know that we're going to run off murdering witches?"

"We cannot be reckless, Niklaus."

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