The Originals [Sequel]

•|Three Strikes|•

[S3-E12]

Dear Diary,

I am not in any sort of regret, however I do think the timing of Kristina's pregnancy is a little off. I could possibly die along with my family, the last thing that I should be worrying about is another woman carrying my next child.

Niklaus.

New Orleans
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Freya

Gasping for air, I quickly sat up and looked around for Camille. She was no where to be found and neither was the warehouse. In fact, I hadn't been in the warehouse at all. This place hadn't been familiar.

"Sister?" Finn's voice sounded as he held out his hand to help me up from the floor. "I'm glad you're-"

"I'm New Orleans?" I questioned as Finn pulled me up. "No, you have to send me back now I was-"

"Calm down." The sound of Kaelin's voice was music to my ears, as I walked quickly over to her and tried to kiss her, she pushed me away. "If I kiss you, this would be cheating." Kaelin stated.

"What are you-" Before I could finish, she pointed at the mirror and I looked at the stranger who's body I had been in.

    I wanted to tell Finn to send me back, but I wanted to spend as much time with Kaelin as I could because she wasn't coming home until that black hole is down.

  "You get a pass." I mumbled and kissed Kaelin without any hesitation. "I miss you so much."

  "I miss you too." Kaelin whispered in between kisses.

  "Enough with the lovey dub-y stuff." An unfamiliar voice sounded as a tall, dark, and very handsome man walked through the door. "I would say, you must be Freya, but technically Freya is still in Chicago." The man shrugged, filled with sarcasm as I removed my hands from Kaelins face. "I'm Khalid. And you're welcome. I knew you'd like the idea of me getting your girlfriend killed and then handing her to you for something in return."

    Furrowing my eyebrows, I let go of Kaelins hand and flipped my blonde hair.

  "That was you?" I asked. "Impossible."

  "No it was my daughter actually." Khalid answered. "In case you hadn't been filled in already, Darnell was the stupid one. The one who married an idiot and got her heart broken. She reminds me of her mother."

"Okay." Finn rolled his eyes. "Let's just get on with getting the rest of my family here in one piece and sending them back so we can all finish with whatever."

Chicago
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Hope

Entering my uncle Elijah's home, I raised my eyebrow as I closed the door behind me and stared at the mess that had been in the living room. Including my aunt Freya's limp body.

I wouldn't be surprised if everyone had been down in the basement but I needed a little input in some of this weird family stuff. I only just found out about the black hole when my dad and I had gone to visit Freya and Camille earlier at the warehouse.

Walking over towards the couch, I stepped on a few pieces of broken wood from the old table that was always next to the wall holding a glass flower pots and pictures of nothing meaningful.

I placed my hand on Freya's chest and closed my eyes. I could feel the magic in her body that hadn't been hers. And the next thing I knew, I was standing next to Lucien Castle in New Orleans without even trying.