Mikealson

The Noble's Return

[Marcel angrily talks with his nightwalkers, including Josh and Diego, in the nightwalker bar]

MARCEL: I was crystal clear! Eyes on my girls at all times.DIEGO: [scoffs] What, your girl's little friend sneaks away from your party, and that's our fault?

[Marcel scowls at him]

DIEGO: What, Marcel, are you going to send me to the Garden, too?

[Marcel sighs in annoyance before vamp-speeding toward him and snapping his neck. He then turns around to address his other nightwalkers, who stand and stare at him before dispersing awkwardly]

MARCEL: [to Josh] When he wakes up, tell him an apology would have gotten him a lot further than his attitude.

[Marcel smiles wickedly at Josh, who nods and walks away. After he does, Rebekah walks into the bar and slams the door shut behind her. Marcel approaches her with an amused look]

REBEKAH: Awful, what happened to the church. I hear they're calling it a gas leak. Such a pity.MARCEL: I heard that you were quite a woman on a mission today. REBEKAH: What can I say? I want Elijah back.MARCEL: Is that all you want? [He gets into her face] You'll get Elijah back. In the meantime, stay out of this bar, and stay away from my guys.REBEKAH: What's wrong? You jealous?MARCEL: [scoffs] Me? I've already found my queen.REBEKAH: Cami? The bartender? Stop fooling yourself, Marcel. She's comfort food, something to distract you from what you really want, which, after all these years, is impossible to deny, because I'm-- [She lowers her voice to a whisper]-- standing right in front of you.

[She looks at him intently, staring at his lips as though she's about to kiss him, but instead, Marcel just walks away, leaving Rebekah standing alone]

[Davina is touching Tim's broken violin in her bedroom, still upset from the night's events. She turns sadly toward her wind chimes in her window, and uses her magic to telekinetically make them play the song Tim played for her. She is startled when she hears a floorboard creak, and turns toward the sound. She walks toward Elijah's coffin when she suddenly hears Elijah's voice as he stands behind her, looking gray from not feeding for so long]

ELIJAH: It's all right, Davina. I don't mean you any harm, though I do think it's time we had a talk.

[Davina is at first surprised, but after a moment, she smiles at him, and he smiles at her in return]

[Elijah is standing in Davina's room in the attic, where he is standing in front of Davina as the two stare at each other. His skin is gray and mottled still from not feeding during the months he was daggered, and he can't help but focus on Davina's pulsing carotid artery as a result of his hunger. Davina seems unfazed]

DAVINA: You're the one they call honorable. ELIJAH: [smiles] Yes, that's what they call me. And yet, I followed my brother here to New Orleans to engage in a war. So, I ask you-- does that sound honorable to you? DAVINA: [concerned] You don't look well. ELIJAH: Well, only this morning, I had a mystical dagger embedded in my chest, so I'd say I'm holding myself together quite well. [He pauses for a beat] Davina, I believe that you and I have the power to end a war between witches and vampires before it truly begins. I, by keeping my brother in line; you, by behaving like your true self-- not some tool for Marcel or the witches. DAVINA: And why should I trust you?ELIJAH: Well, for one thing, in spite of a ravenous hunger, I have not tried to take your blood.DAVINA: [shrugs] Why not? I'm the only one here. ELIJAH: Even in my present condition, I would not feed from a child.

[Davina takes a hat pin and pricks her finger with it. A drop of blood clings to the tip of it, and she places the drop on Elijah's lip. He licks the drop of blood off of his lower lip, and after a moment, Elijah's skin returns to it's normal complexion. Davina looks pleased and smiles at him]