T i m e l e s s {book one}

➖chapter twenty-two➖

Davina sat in Rebekah's home alone, as she and everyone else had gone off in search of the cure. The end of the world would be coming soon. She had placed a towel over the jar of Kol's ashes, since every time she looked at them, her eyes would begin to water.

She trudges to the kitchen and pours herself a glass of water, considering the massive hangover she was currently nursing. At this rate, Davina would become an alcoholic in no time. She just wanted Rebekah to get back with the cure so they could get out of the dreadful town.

Deciding that she had nothing better to do with her time, Davina leaves the house and goes over to the Gilberts'. Thankfully, the only one who would be in there is Klaus because he was still trapped. As soon as she opens the door, a flood of bad memories from that night bombarded her, and it sucked.

"Davina, love, is that you I hear? Have you come to release me from this hellish prison?"

"Unfortunately, Klaus, I don't have the dark power to release you from Bonnie's spell," Davina informs him. "Her Expression is out of control, and my power is from the earth, so it wouldn't work." She sees him gazing at the burnt spot that's on the floor.

"Kol's ashes...are they in a safe place?"

"They are," Davina nods. "And one day, I'm going to figure out how to revive him, he's going to come back to life, and we'll all be okay."

"I have no doubt that you will," Klaus chuckles lightly. Suddenly, the front door opens and Tyler strolls into the house. Klaus' smile drops and he scowls at the hybrid.

"Morning, sunshine. You look pathetic," Tyler remarks.

"Only until Bonnie's spell, locking me in here, wears off," Klaus growls. "Then I'll look different. Angrier, perhaps. Or, I won't look like anything because I'll have gouged out your eyeballs from their sockets."

"My friends will be back with the cure by then. So, I could shove it down your throat and make you mortal before I kill you."

"Yes, why don't we just off another Mikaelson? Oh, and thank god for your friends, right, Tyler? I mean, they're just the most reliable people ever," Davina sarcastically comments. "It's not like they'd ever betray you in any way, shape, or form."

Tyler looks at her before hesitatingly speaking. "Davina...I'm sorry about what happened to Kol."

"No, you're not, and I wish people would stop saying that. Only the ones who actually cared about him have the right to feel bad that he's gone, okay? I lost him, Klaus lost him, and what do you guys do? Lock him in the Gilbert living room," Davina tells him hostiley.

"Davina's right, dear Tyler. Your friends have killed not just one, but two of my brothers. Here I am, trying to avenge them, but I end up the one bloody trapped!"

Davina pulls out a chair and sits down, throwing her feet on the table. "My temper may not be as bad as it was yesterday, but I still recommend not pissing me off."

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"You know, you can leave, Tyler," Davina grumbles, seeing as he was still watching Klaus. "Glaring at him isn't going to do you any good."

"He killed my mother," Tyler replies evenly. "I'm not going to leave until I've finished gloating."

"For god's sake, you're even," she exclaims. The door opens just then and Caroline walks into the house, causing heads to swivel in her direction.

"Tyler, what are you still doing here?"

"He's gloating," Davina sighs.

"Oh, Davina...listen, about-"