Face of the Dead (TVD/TO)

Chapter 15: Rebekah

Sorry if this chapter isn't well thought out. I couldn't quite figure out how to get Bekah into this with Henrik.
So I may rewrite/edit this later on.

So enjoy this hot mess of a chapter
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"Checkmate," Henrik says knocking down Maya's King with his knight.

"Why are am I playing chess with you? I'm terrible at this game," Maya retorts as they reset the chess pieces. The two witches were playing in an empty both as there were only a few people in the bar as for it still being early in the day.

"Because we're waiting for Ash to arrive with the mandrake for the lovely and complicated potion that keeps us from death's door." The Mikaelson witch replied. "I swear he loves taking his sweet time on these deliveries."

"He does. I asked him to get me a pig's jaw once, didn't get it till five months after," Maya agrees before something catches her eye. "Great. Another Salvatore comes walking in."

Surprised by this, Henrik turns around to see Damon Salvatore walking over to Gloria, who was at the bar. Turning back to his friend, he mouths something to her. 'Fuck.' Maya held in her laughter and smirked at the worrying Mikaelson. It wasn't long till Damon left the bar with a sour look on his face.

"Sour face Salvatore... Hmm... But he still got a good behind," Maya jokes as a disgusted face plasters itself on Henrik's face.

Before sundown, Henrik and Maya were finally able to get the mandrake from Asher and now the two were sitting at a table in the empty room closed off from the rest of the bar. A cauldron was sitting between them with other ingredients that the potion requires.

"Alright... Mandrake. Goat's blood. Mistletoe. And some easy to find plants. Ready?" Maya looks up at the Mikaelson who was holding a piece of a pig's jaw. "I don't think we need that."

"Uh... Oh, yea. Sorry. Just looking at it," Henrik says putting the jaw back where it was. "You brought scotch, right?"

Nodding, Maya holds up a bottle of Scotch Whiskey and places on another table. "Of course. Got to get rid of that terrible after taste somehow."

"Alright then. Let's start," Henrik says and pours the goat's blood into the cauldron as Maya crushes the other ingredients. As soon as everything was in the cauldron, the two grab each other's hands and begin the incantation for the spell. Once it was done, Maya had poured the potion into several smaller clear bottles.

Shaking one of the bottles in his hand, Henrik frowns knowing the taste is terrible as he looks at the orange liquid.

"You know full well that staring at it isn't going to make it taste any better," Maya reminds him as she pours a glass for him.

The Mikaelson witch frowns at her and snaps at her. "Reciting what I told you years ago... How original, Maya."

"Shut up... So. What's your plan when Klaus comes back with Rebekah? Pretend that I just met you?" Maya questions the older witch who is downing the potion.

"Sounds about right... Also, you should probably head back to New York soon to make sure that Iggy doesn't do anything with the wolves," Henrik says with a sour look on his face before drinking the whiskey. 

"I understand why you want me up there but why soon?" She asked.

"Because the doppelganger is still alive and Klaus isn't able to create his perfect hybrids. I doubt Gloria can figure it out," Henrik explains as he corks the potions shut.

"That's not all, is it? I spoke with Mari before you arrived in Chicago. She talked about the doppelganger and her desire to find Stefan. If I was Gloria, I'd go Stefan my best bet," Maya explains.