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GIRL IN NEW ORLEANS

"I told you Agnes, I feel great!" Hayley told the older witch as she flipped through a book. Nat was sitting on a chair looking through her phone for buildings in New Orleans to see if she found the windows Rebekah had described to her. According to the blonde, the windows in the attic Davina was staying had shutters on the windows, so they had both been looking all morning for anything.

"You are overdue for a checkup." Agnes told Hayley.

"What am I gonna do? Pop into the Quarter for a quick ultrasound? A pregnant werewolf escorted by a witch? Nothing to see here." Hayley said sarcastically and Nat chuckled quietly. She was right, werewolves were not welcomed in the Quarter, and witches were at the moment, enemies to Marcel.

"A lot of women would kill to have a child. It strikes me as odd that you're not taking better care of yours." Rebekah piped up from her place on the other couch, jealousy clear in her tone.

"I know a doctor out in the Bayou, off the beaten path. Now, I took the liberty of making an appointment for you. Tonight, after-hours, just us. Vampires will never get word of it." Nat looked up suspiciously at Agnes' words. Hayley seemed to think for a moment before rolling her eyes in reluctant agreement.

"Okay, fine. Baby-bayou-doctor it is." Hayley told the witch.

"I'm going with you." Nat said immediately and Agnes turned to her.

"That's okay. It will be quick."

"I said I'm coming, Agnes." Nat looked at her defiantly and the woman nodded, plastering a fake smile on her face before getting up and walking out of the room with Hayley. Nat sighed and turned back to her phone. Suddenly, Klaus' laugh turned both girls away from their task at hand.

"Please, sister, Natalia, tell me you two are not still at it with the internet search." He said walking towards them. "How does one begin, anyway? Just type in 'anonymous attic'?" He asked as he poured himself a scotch and sat down next to Nat.

"Someone has to find Elijah, even if we have to search every damn attic in New Orleans." Nat muttered, not looking up from her phone.

"Like looking for a needle in a rather large pile of needles."

"I remember details about the attic Marcel took me to. There were shutters on the windows behind Elijah's coffin." Rebekah told his brother as she kept typing on her laptop.

"Well, that should narrow it down immensely." Klaus said sarcastically. "Myself, I prefer actual strategy as opposed to mind-numbing labor. Marcel's delay in returning our brother makes me suspect he's no longer in charge of the situation. If Davina's loyalty to Marcel is strained, perhaps the young witch will be open to discussing a new alliance." Klaus shrugged and Nat rolled her eyes.

"As usual, your power grabs are more important than rescuing your brother." Rebekah smiled bitterly at Klaus.

"I prefer to think of it as killing two birds with one stone. Rob Marcel of his secret weapon, bring our brother home." The hybrid shrugged and sipped his drink. After a moment of both girls just typing away, Klaus sighed loudly. "How much longer will you do that?"

"Until we find Elijah." Nat replied without taking her eyes off her phone. "You can go ahead and try your luck with Davina."

They remained silent for a while, Nat and Rebekah searching through different maps and pictures for the attic Davina was holding Elijah in. Klaus had been pestering them every now and then, until finally Nat had enough.

"Okay, I cannot stand you hovering." She told the hybrid and started walking away.

"Where are you going?"