The Originals

Previously on "The Originals"...

If this prophecy is fulfilled,

you will all fall...

One by friend, one by foe,

and one by family.

I suspect Niklaus is with your sister.

Wherever you go, Aurora follows.

I knew you would find me.

Hello, my sweet love.

I'm here for the same reason Lucien and Tristan are,

to protect my sire.

I need to know...

Where in the hell is Rebekah?

I will use the advantages this body has

while I search for a way to bring back Kol,

and then who knows?

My guys stayed on Tristan's trail,

followed him to a secret storehouse,

and you'll never guess who just bought

that storehouse.

One Lucien Castle.

They've been working together the whole time.

In the wrong hands, this stuff could destroy the city.

Property of Nola PD. Evidence in a murder case.

From the forensics from tonight's crime scene,

only prints on the victim are yours.

Cami O'Connell, you're under arrest.

In the moments before you asked me

to flee with you, I saw your brother.

He's lied to us all.

And yet I love him.

You must only see him as the wretched monster

that he truly is.

What you did to Aurora, to me.

You set my course!

You want a fight, so be it.

What are you doing over there?

Come closer.

I think it's best you remain

out of arm's reach.

So I take it you've heard about the busy day

everyone's had.

Let me take away that scowl.

I'll tell you everything I know.

_

I told you this was better than exchanging

stuffy, old letters.

Well, a drink with my sister beats

sire line drama any day.

Lucien's always been a pain in the ass,

though he pails compared to that stuck-up twit Tristan.

Oh, and don't forget about The Strix.

There's more of them in the quarter every day.

I may yet join you here in the flesh.

Well, I would love the company,

but I might not be here much longer.

I have a meeting with a Santeria witch

who may know the key to bringing back Kol.

We may unite the family after all.

Now tell me, how are you managing with them?

Oh, Niklaus and Elijah are on intermittent speaking terms,

which I've decided to consider progress.

Just wait, luv. The weather will change.

Now I am off to a witch rendez-vous.

Stay safe.

Here's to family,

every bloody one of us.

A warning, sir. If you're looking for trouble,

you might want to think twice.

That's the problem with a witch's body.

You can't put up much of a fight

when the real monsters come out.

Aagh!

May I ask what happened?

We had a little chat about the past.

I politely informed Niklaus that I'm not his enemy,

and though they entered the city

under the guise of peace,

Tristan and Lucien in truth

are allied against us,

a fact that required a little bit

of gentle persuasion.

And so I reminded our brother

who angered them in the first place.

And after all of this civil discourse,

what understanding did you come to?

That we expose and destroy our first sired.

Couldn't agree with you more.

You see, gentlemen know when it's time

to call a truce and turn our fury

in a more pertinent direction.

Come on. For someone always giving me an earful,

that was a very quite ride.

What do you want me to say, detective?

Well done! The streets of New Orleans are safe.

What I'd love to hear is a confession.

It would make my job easier.

I am not a serial killer, and while you're

wasting time with me, the real murderer is still out there.

Well, if I'm missing something, show me.

Prove to me you're the victim,

and I will protect you.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

A cold-blooded killer?

Camille, what a shocking turn of the cards!

Ahh. You should rest.

We've got a big day ahead of us.

There we are.

Hey, Davina. It's me.

I, um... I'm running a little late.

I should be there soon.

On second thought, I'll be a little longer.

You're not very good at tailing, are you?

My talents lie elsewhere.

Ah!

- Unh! - Aah!

Agh!

Ah, yes.

Drinking with Rebekah.

Always an adventure.

You seem more annoyed than usual.

It's Aurora.

Her influence frightens me,

and yet our hideously deluded brother

seems to believe that she might be the key

to ending this wretched prophecy.

If she's aligned with her brother,

what chance does Nik have?

None. Still, Niklaus believes that she can be swayed,

although his perspective of family loyalty

is schizophrenic at best.

Well, I don't get why Lucien and Tristan

are working together.

Aren't their sire lines direct enemies?

Well, a mutual lack of goodwill

toward our family might not be entirely unjustified.

Hatred's a hell of a thing, Freya.

Why? All you did was sire them.

They don't seem to be complaining.

Elijah...

What exactly did you do?

I compelled Lucien to believe that he was Niklaus,

Aurora to believe that she was Rebekah,

and Tristan myself...

After I'd sired him of course.

This had been a period of mayhem for us.

It was the 11th century,

father was hunting us mercilessly,

so I compelled them,

and then I told them to run.

You made them bait.

Not the kindest thing I ever did,

if I'm perfectly Frank with you, Freya.

So while we found respite in the sleepy, yet charming vineyards of Tuscany,

father hunted the decoy Mikaelson children

to the far reaches of Europe for the better part of a century.

Then we were inconveniently daggered.

The compulsion was broken, here we are.

How's the head?

Spinning. I don't think it's the hangover.

Freya, something you must understand about this family.

Under threat, we take action,

for better or worse,

whatever it takes to protect our own.

So you're telling me their days are numbered.

If indeed they're working against us, yes,

without question.

Perhaps a little hair of the dog

might be more effective, wouldn't you say?

What is it?

Something's wrong.

We need to call Rebekah now.

What a lovely necklace.

That emerald would really flatter my eyes, don't you think?

I think my necklace would flatter your eyes.

Thank you. You shouldn't have.

Will you be taking candy

from a toddler next?

If I should happen to be in the mood

for something sweet.

Come with me.

And don't worry.

I promise I won't bite.

So am I to receive a stern talking to

for my poor behavior?

On the contrary.

I've cleared my calendar for the day.

I want to show you my city.

Is this your attempt to discern whose side I'm on.

I'd love to know whose side you're on,

but it would be rude of me to ask

such blunt discourse from so beautiful a woman

without first buying her lunch.

Wouldn't you agree?

Well, it does seem like most men have lost their manners these days.

That shall be lovely.

Heh.

I took the liberty of removing your handcuffs...

Unless you're the type that likes to be restrained.

Please take it.