To Say A Lot Was Going On, Was An Understatement. Klaus And Elijah Devised A Plan To Put Charlie In The

Thanks, but I’m more of a make-everything-worse kind of gal.

gabriela knew the rosza family well, josh was a huge help in the transition of soul bringer to something calmer. with that, she was able to meet blossom and since her father helped so much, it felt like duty to do the same for his children. so gabi knew not to press the girl any further, shrugging their shoulders they leaned against the tree with a light sigh. "i won't lie something is going on, but i can't place my finger on it just yet."

taking a pause, the demon pushed through the nervousness and simply asked the question. "have you had any nightmares recently?"

“it’s fine.” blossom commented with a small shrug of her shoulders. eyes moving from the other to her sketch pad, hand continuously drawing at a rapid pace. drawing, it was one way she found could help clear her mind, especially with the uneasiness she had been feeling. it sometimes helped either clear her mind fully or put everything into perspective.

“I’ve been..” a pause for a moment, another shrug of her shoulders. “y’know the usual.” it was the best she could come up with. “what about you? how’s everything going?”

as charlie confessed his good intentions, hayley cupped his face, tears welled in her eyes. nodding her head, the hybrid offered an emotional smile. "oh baby, i know you didn't mean to hurt henrik. you are going through a transition and despite how the rest of them are acting, this family is aware of the temptations you can be met with." she let out a heavy sigh, hating that when in distress the people around her children, had a tendency to become volatile. often forgetting the people that needed protecting in the first place. she saw that with klaus and later with the rest of the mikaelson family. even though it didn't shock her, hayley still wished for a change in that mentality.

her brows furrowed at her husbands threat to their son, but with charlie's soft face in her palms she refused to tense up. as her son leaned into her shoulder, hayley patted his hair softly and took slow deep breaths. "you are not going back there. we will get you some help that doesn't involve being locked away. that has never been the way to go and i know...i know your dad didn't really mean the threat. he's just easily influenced by your uncle." there was no way in hell, hayley was allowing her son back into the garden. she'd fight a counselor, someone who helped with drinking and go from there. there was so much she couldn't control, but finding charlie help was a mission she could work on.

Charlie turned to see his mother sitting beside him, her face filled with a mix of worry and exhaustion. Despite everything they were going through, she was there with him, offering silent support. His father had also come to visit, but the encounter had not gone well, leaving a heavy weight in the air. "I'm sorry, momma," Charlie murmured, his voice filled with guilt and regret. "I-I didn't mean to hurt Henrik. He was in pain, and I needed to save him." It was a confession he had only shared with his mother and brother, knowing the rest of the family wouldn't understand or care.

Charlie nodded, feeling the weight of his father's ultimatum pressing down on him. "Dad said if I don't shape up or stop drinking, he'll put me back in there," he admitted, the admission heavy on his heart. I can't go back in there mom, but I also can't stop the drinking not on my own." He leaned his head against her shoulder, seeking comfort in her presence.

josie wasn't normally one to be out in society, often finding herself at home with a good book, or some new gripping television show, but it was a hot day and being near water felt like the perfect getaway. setting out her towel, she placed all her belongings neatly around, before going to grab a drink with a book in hand. by the time she came back, a piña colada in one hand, her sigh covered by the book. unaware of her surroundings, the siphoner sat on someone else's blanket, only to be sucked deeper in the story she read.

it wasn't until an annoyed voice rang in her ears, that she realized she wasn't with her things. looking around with wide eyes, she quickly got up, her cheeks flushing as she apologized. "oh, i'm so sorry, i uhh wasn't paying attention. i got sucked into this book and must've sat on your towel. i'm not wet so it shouldn't be soaked or anything."

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the water felt so refreshing, the cool sensation hitting against the new hybrids skin. she felt at peace, the first time in the last month where she had truly felt at peace. everything became an overwhelming feeling and something she had never wanted. she was happy as just a wolf, she could control that just about and now, now she felt as if she had taken five steps backwards. but the swim, it was helping her, everyone of her senses just focusing on the water. the sounds, the feeling, it felt good. finally getting out of the water, an hour after she started her swim, there was a small roll of her eyes for a brief moment. “do you mind, you’re sitting on my towel.” she almost snapped at the person. the sense of calming she had fading almost instantly. god, maybe she should just live in the water and as far away from society as she could.

the other approached her so softly, that gabriela didn't even realize she was there, until the quiet voice spoke. wiping their eyes, the demon looked over to see nova, someone who had known mariana for a long time. the only response that she could provide was a nod yes, before taking the tissues and rubbing her nose. "thanks, i mean you kinda already know what's wrong but really thank you." it felt calming, to have someone so caring at their side. the distress slowly rolled off their shoulders as they grabbed the water, taking slow sips to steady the nerves.

this was not how gabi wanted nova to see her, but there was no turning back. normally she would fight it, act as if this wasn't happening until the person left. "i'm just terrified for my family. they are in danger because of me. sure i thought that danger was dead, but i should've realized that someone like me, can only be happy for so long." last week, her only worry was the kids moving out of the house. they were all moving on with their lives and she was beyond excited. now, all of that felt so far away and it was all their fault.

What did Nova know about the Lockwood-Chavez family? Truthfully she knew Mariana the longest, ran into the remaining siblings, and that's about it. She also knows that Mariana must have been through it with this mystery kidnapper. Maybe that's why she wanted to compensate with care packages, not that it would make a huge difference. But sometimes everyone needed a pick me up.

Nova paused in her steps noticing someone cry. She made an observation that she looked like Kaya at an angle before shaking her head. The witch gingerly sat down next to her. She took out an unopened water bottle and tissue packet handing it to her.

"You don't have to tell me whats wrong." Nova said softly.

josie quickly shook her head no to his question, work had not been kind today, honestly nothing had. after news of the murders hit, everyone went into a frenzy, quickly taking their things to head home where they assume they were safe. "the job is a little hard when everyone rushes out of the room scared. did you hear about the murders?" normally she wouldn't ask this question in the open, but it seemed as if klaus and her were the only ones left in the museum. "if i do need any magical paintings you know you're the first person i'd ask." the siphoner smirked before placing all the papers back in the folder.

"is mom holding an emergency meeting with the news?"

Klaus ignored his first instinct which was to compel the fool that ran into Josie to pick all the papers up for the both of them, but he knew better than that after this long. Instead he gave the fool a dismissive wave and told him to leave and moved to pick up the papers with Josie. "Work being kind to you?" He questioned. He would say it had been year since he had seen her but that just wasn't true given the phone calls and the texts and the video chats Caroline had with them all. "Do you need to find another magically rare piece for the gallery?" He joked, knowing he could pull one out of storage anytime.

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"i'd always rather be early, because then if the event sucks i can leave early and it's no big deal."

gabriela didn't let go of mariana, keeping the girl in a tight embrace as tears rolled down the demons cheeks. all of the information was flooding her senses and none of it made her feel any better. for kaya to fix an injury like that, well that meant that she used her demonic powers, something that gabi understood, but felt as if something special had been snatched right out of her hands. raymis wasn't family and yet here he was making decisions as if he was always at the head of the table, typical. their fingers ran through their daughters hair softly, wanting to only provide comfort and nothing more. there would time for the difficult emotions, but right now all she felt was love. "i don't know what i would've done had he hurt you anymore than he already has. i'm so sorry, i didn't ever think he could come back but i should've at least had a back up plan."

If there was someone Marina missed dearly, it was her parents, especially her mother. Although she loved both her parents, she always felt a stronger connection to her mother. When Marina finally calmed down and realized it was her mother, she quickly embraced her in a tight hug. "It's okay, Momma," Marina reassured her mother, nodding as she listened to her speak. "I was scared, but I'm okay now. Kaya and Dad found me," she continued, her voice tinged with relief. "My leg is much better now; Kaya fixed me," Marina added excitedly, eager to share the news with her mother. As she held onto her mother, a sense of safety washed over her, and she whispered, "Don't let me go, Momma," holding onto the older woman tightly.

hearing the dead are being resurrected and seeing it are two totally different things. when it happens, no one is really sure how they would react, gabriela happened to start with staring. summer had died two years ago, it was something that sent a shockwave through the savlatore-gilbert family and so many others. so to see her walking about the streets caused gabi to stop right in her tracks. taking a deep breath she walked forward and tapped the other on her shoulder. "summer, i have a ton of question but the loudest one is, have you spoken to your parents and are you okay?" it was a loaded questions, but she wasn't sure how the other was brought back to life. concern laced their face as they examined summer for any signs of harm.

As Summer stepped off the bus in New Orleans, the humid air wrapped around her like a heavy blanket. She took a deep breath, trying to shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in her chest. It had been two years since she died, and now she was back, searching for answers about her family and her own death.

Confusion clouded her mind as she navigated the unfamiliar streets, her heart racing with a mix of fear and determination. The sight of the bodies, their lifeless forms bearing the unmistakable marks of a violent struggle, sent shivers down her spine. Was it werewolves? Vampires? The supernatural world she had only heard whispers about?

Despite her fear, there was a glimmer of bravery in her eyes as she clutched the necklace that had brought her back from the beyond. It was that same bravery that had kept her going through the uncertainty of her newfound existence. Now, as she delved deeper into the mysteries of New Orleans, she knew that facing the unknown was the only way to uncover the truth about her family and the dark forces at play in the city.

As Summer's journey unfolded, she found herself drawn into a web of supernatural intrigue, where every step brought her closer to unraveling the secrets of her past and the chilling reality of the supernatural world.

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her lips pursed as she thought about it, the idea didn't sound so bad, having another person to talk about everything going on. that was the siphoner's speciality, worrying about what couldn't be controlled. lizzie was often the one to tell her that and for so long that was gone. so she lost her way, grew distant from others. now her twin was back and she felt something other than heartbreak. "okay, why not?" she questioned, to both herself and the other. "you might grow tired of me though, there's a lot of trauma going on." it was hard to see a therapist when most of your issues were based on the supernatural.

takashi wasn't able to read minds but he agreed that her face did give it away . " sometimes talking about it helps ." he spoke . takashi had a very strict upbringings and being the oldest he had to take care of his two siblings and recent assumed the role full time after his father died . most things the fox had to do on his own and apart of him was still leaning , while going to the loyola university and teaching martial art in the uptown district . " i could be you're sounding board if you like . "