The New Mikaelsons

6. Packing

Nikol's POV
The next morning the whole family was in the den trying to come up with a plan for how to handle our new foe. Considering that the main targets of this person was Henrik and I, we were allowed to be apart of the discussion.

We all stood around baffled, none of us really knowing what we should do next. The last time the family had a problem was the Hollow, and usually it was Uncle Nik and Uncle Elijah that came up with the plans.

Suddenly Hope's eyes widened, she stood up and began to speak, "what if we move the twins." She paced as she spoke, "what if the come to Mystic Falls and go to the Salvatore school. Nothing is harder than trying to find two supernatural teenagers in a school full of teenagers."

I stood up and walked over to Hope who was now standing in front of everyone, I stood next to her, "That just might work. If we're able to hide in plan sight it could buy us some time."

Mom leaned forward in her chair a little, "I don't know, I don't want you guys so far away from us."

Auntie Beks spoke up, "you and Kol could stay in the old Mikaelson Manor that we lot stayed in back when dear old Nik had just broken the curse. It's close to the school, were Nikol and Henrik will be."

"Bekah you do realize the last time I was there, the whole Mystic gang killed me, Remember." Dad spoke pouring himself a drink.

"Well, your alive now," Auntie Beks retorts.

"Guys," Hope spoke raising her voice slightly. "I teach at the school so they would be under constant supervision. Not to mention that I teach the advanced classes and would have both of them."

"I still hate that bloody town." Dad sneers while taking a sip of bourbon.

"Well, I think it could be good for the kids to be around other supernaturals their age. The other supernatural people they meet are Marcel's vampires and there all stuck up." Mom said trying to persuade dad as much as possible.

"Bloody hell, if you guys weren't in danger I'd never agree to this," Dad downed another glass bourbon. "But, it is our best option, so it Will have to do. But, we are spelling Nikol's room." I rolled my eyes and looked at Auntie Beks for help.

"Jesus Kol, you act like she a bloody nun." Auntie Beks blurted out. Hope and I covered out months to prevent ourselves from laughing.

"Bekah, when you have a daughter you raise her how you want." And with that Dad vamp sped out of the room.

"Mom, are you actually going to spell my room?" I raised an eyebrow as I looked at her.

"God I hope not, but you know your father, he's stubborn." She kissed my check, "now you and Henrik go pack."

"I'll help," Hope says. The two of us vamp sped to my room, Henrik followed going to his room.

When we got to my room, Hope plopped down on my bed, I giggled and laid next to her. She was like my sister. Since the day we first meet, we've always told each other everything. When I was little she used to teach me magic and tell me stories about the wolves in the bayou, along with stories of her dad, mom, and Uncle Elijah. Hope is, in all honesty my best friend.

"How's Landon?" I ask.

"The best, like usual." Her face blushed a little and stupidly big smile was plastered across her face, this happened every time I asked about Landon.

"What's it like, having a boyfriend?" I turned my head to face her.

"It's like, feeling complete, like an extension of yourself." She concludes.