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VII • OUT OF THE EASY

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St. Louis Cathedral

Monique, Elijah, Sebastian, Marcel, Gia, and Hayley have come to the bell tower of the cathedral to meet with Freya Mikaelson once again, who has lit dozens of white candles in preparation for more significant spellwork as the seven of them discuss what they have learned in the previous day or so.

"So that two-faced bitch Victoria has a hold over Rebekah. Should've known that Marcel has terrible taste in women." A scoff escapes Sebastian.

He earns a fake smile from Marcel, "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Well, considering your ex-girlfriend's life is tied to my aunt's and she was taken away by our enemies, then no." Sebastian fakes a smile in return.

Gia, burning with annoyance, quickly piped in, "Is this really necessary?"

"Thank you." A relieved sigh leaves Hayley at that, "So, where is Klaus?"

"Your baby daddy should be here by now. You tell us." Sebastian snapped.

"He's probably late, and we can't wait for him anymore." Monique sighs.

Freya, who is leaning against the table and looking exhausted, sighs as well, "When I told him about Rebekah, he said he'd pursue another lead."

Elijah takes the athame and uses it to slice open his left palm once more so he can bleed into a bronze bowl on the table, which lays on top of a large, pristine paper map that covers the entire dusty table top, "Forget Niklaus."

He whips out his handkerchief, which he uses to clean up his hands after he finishes bleeding into the bowl before he then hands the bowl to Freya.

"You will find her."

"Assuming you're strong enough for a world-wide locator spell." Sebastian said, clearly in doubt about this, "For emergency purposes, you know."

"She's strong enough." Monique defended her, "I believe she can do this."

"Said the optimist whose life is on the line." Sebastian labeled his aunt.

Gia piped in once again, "Okay, will you shut up? Who cares if she's holding up a false promise that she may survive this? We have to find Rebekah."

Freya, who's determined to save her brother's lover and her own sister, declared, "She's my family. I won't lose her." She takes a deep breath, her clear emerald eyes closed, before putting both of her hands around the rim of the bowl of blood and beginning the spell, "Le six ce strul no cruv..."

"You can do this, Freya." Muttered Monique under her breath, hopefully.

Freya resumes the spell as she pours the bowl full of her brother's blood onto the large map where Africa is situated before she hands the bowl to Elijah, who joins her, the rest in watching the map hopefully. Freya focuses all of her energy on concentrating on her sister, though the blood just spreads out until it is covering the entire map, frustrating her, "Damn it!"

Elijah looks at the others, especially his own anxious sweetheart, in alarm, while all Sebastian, Freya, Gia, Hayley, and Marcel seem disappointed.

A genuinely tired sigh leaves Hayley, "Well, so much for witch-GPS."

"I assumed they'd cloaked her. I didn't expect a spell this strong."