The witches were gathered in the Lafayette cemetery to say goodbye to Sophie, who, unbeknownst to most, was killed by Monique. Monique was emotionless outside the Deveraux tomb with a candle, as a man layed bricks over Sophie’s grave. Elijah appeared and quickly took out three people at vampire speed. Monique wasn’t fazed, but some other witches gasped.
“My siblings have been taken. Where are they?”
“You’re interrupting my Aunt Sophie’s consecration,” Monique simply said.
“How did this happen?” he questioned, confused, having not heard of this.
She smiled. “Aunt Sophie was a casualty of war.”
“Monique, I recommend you give me what I want. Unless, of course, you’d like me to level this place and everything in it,” he threatened.
“That won’t be necessary. I have a message for you from Celeste.”
She raised her hand toward Elijah and started casting a spell on him. Elijah began to feel uncomfortable and pulled at the collar of his shirt. When he ripped open the top button of his shirt, he saw the name Theresa tattooed on his chest. Monique continued the spell as many more names appeared on him, including the familiar name Sabine.
“To find what you’re looking for, follow the path she left behind.”
Elijah entered the courtyard of the compound to find Marcel sending out more troops to search the city.
“Anything?” he asked.
“They're putting eyes and ears out everywhere. Daywalkers are working every contact we’ve got. Cops, dock workers, guys in the Treme... Word is out: anyone trying to earn favor with me gets a lifetime of it if they find them,” Marcel replied.
“Good. I need a pen and paper,” Elijah replied.
He walked away, and after Marcel paused a moment and rolled his eyes, he followed behind him.
“Hey, am I taking orders from you now, or are we in this together?” Marcel asked.
Elijah started removing his jacket, once in his room.
Elijah was frustrated at him and turned to yelling at him.
“Pen and paper, Marcellus. Now!”
Marcel sighed. “I want her back just as much as you do, you know... The both of them,” he reminded him.
When Marcel had left to get the supplies, Elijah began stripping off his shirt as he called out for Katerina to come into the room.
“Katerina!”
“Elijah! You’re back. Did you find any...” She stopped when she saw that Elijah was shirtless and covered in tattooed names. “…thing?” She stared at him in confusion. “What is happening?”
“I need you to make a list of these names,” he instructed her.
While she waited on Marcel, she began examining the names tattooed across Elijah’s shoulders, arms, back, and abdomen.
“Sabine?” she read aloud. “Elijah, what is this?”
“I believe they represent the names of the women Celeste inhabited for the past two centuries.”
Marcel came back and gave Katherine the paper and pen.
“It's called a Devinette. It's old school. Kind of a riddle. Witches use them to teach their kids. Solve it, and it disappears,” Marcel told Elijah.
“What’s the point?” She questioned, now knowing what it was, but didn’t know why Celeste would send him a riddle of people she had inhabited as Elijah had guessed.
“Celeste forced me to make a choice between yourself and my siblings, and now she means to mock that choice, taunting me with a childish game. The longer the game, the more they suffer. To find Klaus and Rebekah, we need to solve this riddle. The solution lies somewhere in these names.”
“The name next to Sabine... Annie La Fleur, she’s the witch that was shunned from her coven just over a year ago. Never knew why, but I can find out,” Marcel announced.
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Elijah walked through the street on the phone with Katerina, letting her know that Annie had killed herself which meant that Celeste had clearly been tired of that body and ready to jump into another; Sabine to be precise. Then the conversation went to another topic.
“Elijah, I’m really sorry that you’re going through this. If I had known that Celeste made you choose who to help---,” she began.
“You were going to die in that fire Katerina, along with my brother’s child. There was no choice,” he said, before hanging up.
Katherine was in the study, typing on the laptop, when Elijah entered.
“Hey, look, I found---“ she began.
Elijah stopped her with a gesture to indicate that he had news.
“You were right about the Deveraux witch.”
Before they could say anything more, Marcel joined them.
“Find anything about Clara, the mystery witch?”
“Not much. She was a nurse at the Fleur-de-Lis Sanitarium,” she informed him. Seeing that he was obviously in a panic, she added, “Recognize her?” She clicked on a picture and pointed to her so Marcel and Elijah could see what she looked like. “Top row, second from the right.”
“No, I don’t. Marcel?” Elijah said. He turned to look at Marcel to hear what he had to say, and noticed how alarmed and worried he looked. “Marcel? Do I need to remind you that Niklaus and Rebekah are somewhere suffering horribly? If you know something, talk.”
“The Sanitarium. That’s where you’ll find them,” he replied.
“Are you sure?” she questioned.
“How do you know?” Elijah questioned.
“If I’m right, you need to know exactly what we’re walking into. We did something, Rebekah and I…I think the witches are trying to use it against her. It was, uh…something that you’re not gonna like,” Marcel confessed.
After Marcel informed them that he and Rebekah had summoned Mikael to New Orleans in 1919, though Katherine secretly had already known it but didn’t show that she had, Elijah spoke.
“For the better part of a century, I have wondered how Father found us, what foolish mistake that we had made to destroy our time in the one place that we could finally call home. Did you know, I even blamed myself for a time, Marcellus?”
“Elijah—“ she warned, not wanting him to do something that he may regret later.
Elijah ignored her and continued. “Niklaus treated you like a son.”
“Rebekah. I loved her. I still love her. All we ever wanted was to be together, but as long as Klaus was around, that was never gonna happen. But hey, I guess you wouldn't know anything about that, huh?” Marcel reasoned.
“When Klaus learns the truth, there will be no end to his rage. I will not let my sister suffer that wrath.”
“Then we need to get to them before he learns the truth,” Marcel said, not knowing that Klaus had already found out through Genevieve’s magic.
Elijah and Marcel soon arrived outside of the sanitarium.
“We should divide the building. I’ll start at one end, you at the other,” Elijah said.
Celeste was walking down the street toward the French Quarter, when Katherine came up behind her and hit her over the head with a shovel, knocking her out.
Klaus and Rebekah had a bit of a fight, but then Marcel found them and began to attack Klaus. Rebekah was on the ground but okay, apart from the wolf bites and being weak from the bites. Klaus hit Marcel.
“Just the man I wanted to see,” Klaus commented. “Rebekah's punishment won't be complete until she watches you die.”
“Nik, it was my idea to summon Mikael. If you're gonna hurt anyone, it should be me,” Rebekah said so that Klaus wouldn’t kill Marcel.
“Such loyalty to your beloved. You know, if you had offered me even a fraction of the same, I wouldn't have to do this.” He lifted Papa Tunde’s blade, about to stab Rebekah in the heart with it, but Elijah intervened and stabbed it into Klaus.
“Go. Both of you. Run as far and as fast as you can. Run!” Elijah ordered them.
Rebekah and Marcel left, leaving Elijah with a disabled Klaus in his arms.
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