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Previously on The Originals...

Freya: If this prophecy is fulfilled,

you will all fall,

one by friend, one by foe,

and one by a family.

I challenge you to a dual.

Whomever holds the charter

at the stroke of midnight shall
be the new leader of the Strix.

Catch me. If not, I'm in charge.

Marcel has won.

You're the new leader of the Strix.

So the Strix have their
own personal coven?

I'll make certain you're
granted the power

to bring back your precious Kol.

In exchange, you will
become one of my sisters

and find the weapon that
can kill an Original.

With the right witches,
the correct spell,

the precise binding agent,
there is a means

to eradicate our link to our sires.

Davina is obstinate, but
she will listen to you.

You know what I've come for.
Hand it over.

(Screaming)

Klaus: With the weapon
in the Aurora's hands...

I wonder which one of us
she'll kill first.

What animal do you aim to hunt
with bullets made of wood?

A monster.

An entire family of them.

(Indistinct conversations)

Klaus: The tax payers of New Orleans

deserve a skilled chief of police.

How inept are you if not
a single one of your men

can locate the woman I seek.

We're trying.

She's a ghost.

Aurora de Martel is rather
petite and may indeed be able

to slip through the cracks
like a wicked little cricket,

but she is not a ghost.

Not yet.

I think this city's finest

could try a bit harder, hmm?

Freya: I see we're in for another

normal Mikaelson breakfast.

Niklaus, for heaven's sakes,
release the poor creature.

No!

(Groaning)

That's not what I meant.

He'll live, and he'll
remember to do better.

Is all this torture necessary?

Where have you been?

I was making sure that the Strix

and their witches are out trying
to find your loony ex-girlfriend.

- Is that okay by you?
- Gentlemen, please.

Marcel: All of our heads
are on the chopping block

because he lost the one thing

that can kill an Original.

It's not his fault that Cami
is waving the white oak around

like a kite, or that Aurora made
a deal with one of your witches.

- Oh, yeah, it is.
- I am quite

capable of defending
myself, thank you, Freya.

What I cannot do is cast
a spell to find Aurora.

In that respect, we're alike.

Aurora is cloaked,

most likely by the
very witch she killed.

I have been working
non-stop every day...

Well, you've stopped now.

Haven't you?

Well, go on. On your way.

Do you talk to our
other sister like this?

Didn't think so.

Freya?

What do we know about this
traitor in the Strix coven?

Marcel: Nothing.

No one knows how Aurora got to her.

No one knows where Aurora is.

Our coven hit the same
cloaking spell as Freya.

Your coven?

Making yourself quite comfortable
with the Strix, aren't you?

Yeah, yeah.

To help you.

Any other news

from your new BFFs you'd
like to make us aware of?

Niklaus, why don't we reserve any

malevolent intentions
for ex-girlfriends?

(Horns playing dixieland jazz)

Let's see if the 9,000th
time's the charm.

(Musical whooshing and whistling)

(Chanting)

(Sighs)

(Whoosh, wind whistling)

Are you looking for me?

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Why aren't you working
with the other girls?

They just slow me down.

Look, I've done this before.

Last year, I had Esther's grimoire.

I studied it cover to cover.

Now I know more about
breaking the sire link

than any other witch.

How lovely, but as it is my life

that depends upon the
completion of that spell,

it will be my coven that
verifies your work.

Fine.

Let them verify it.

So, then...

have you finished?

All I need is the binding agent.

And what will that require?

My spell is based off the one

that the Mikaelsons' mother used

to make them vampires
in the first place.

She was an artist. She had her
own unique way of doing things.

If I'm gonna finish this spell,

I need someone who knew her techniques.

Let me guess.

Someone like...

Kol Mikaelson.

If you want the spell.

Tread carefully, Davina Claire.

Every negotiation has a moment

where the lesser party must submit.

(Sighs)

You are very quickly approaching yours.

Let the sisters help me resurrect Kol.

He'll give us the missing
ingredient, I promise.

If not, you may never find it.

(Sighs)

I assume you know what this is.

It's a Hand of Glory.

A mystic candle, when lit,

it will let me open any window.

Even one to the afterworld.

So I can only see Kol

until that creepy thing
burns down to nothing,

and then he's gone?

If you want Kol to remain permanently,

make sure he gives us
the information we need.

(Children playing)

Come to pay your respects?

It's easy to speak well of Jackson.

He was a good man.

Though it's a bit macabre, isn't it?

Burying his heart under a sapling.

At least Hope will have
a place to visit him.

I don't want her to forget
how much he loved her.

I am sorry... for your loss.

Mm, everybody's sorry.

Doesn't make a whole lot
of difference, does it?

Perhaps not.

I've heard that time heals all wounds,

but that has not been my own experience.

I wonder if keeping busy

might help distract you from your grief.

You have something in mind?

Aurora's still at large, no doubt
plotting her revenge.

She used to Camille to get to me once.

She may do so again.

And Cami is rather vulnerable.

I'd like to provide some safeguarding.

Isn't that your job?

No.

Not anymore.

Fine.

(Phone buzzes)

Can I assume

our very gifted sister has
finally found my lunatic ex?

From the looks of things...

I would say that
the lunatic ex found Freya.

Well, then, we'll procure
another witch to track her.

There's no need.

I got something.

Let me guess.

Aya needs something else done.

Actually, I came to let you
know I'm on your side.

Then maybe you can tell Aya

to let me bring back Kol permanently.

D, I hear you, but we
need to talk priorities.

Kol has been dead.

He can stay dead a little while longer.

But my life could end at any minute.

I know.

Just please tell me

- you don't trust her.
- I don't.

But I do trust you, and
I need you to trust me.

Okay, Aya's always gonna
be playing her own game,

just like everybody else in this town,

but now more than ever,
we got to stick together.

And when this is over,
I will help you raise

your pain-in-the ass
boyfriend from the dead.

Klaus: "A forest of pine.

"And a box made so fine.

"Come quickly. If not,
then poor Freya shall rot,

"buried in dirt for all time."

The woman is insane.

Does she have to punish us

with the world's most
unfortunate limerick?

Is it not enough that we're forced

to play her wretched games?

Freya saw a vision
of herself buried alive.

Aurora will do everything in her power

to bring about this miserable prophecy.

Let's go stop her, shall we?

(Birds chirping)

(Gasps)

What did you do to me?

I used the same concoction on you

that my brother crafted for my...

episodes.

It's rather effective, wouldn't you say?

(Stammering)

Oh...

(Shudders)

Poor dear.

To think, Freya, we
could've been sisters.

Unfortunately, I've spent
enough time with witches

to know that casting
spells requires focus,

and focus requires

clarity of mind,

something you don't currently have.

My brothers will come for me.

(Laughs)

That's good. 'Cause that's precisely
what I'm counting on.

The only question is...

Will you still be alive
when they get here?

(Gunshot)

♪♪

(Door closes)

(Footsteps approaching)

Your doorbell is broken downstairs.

I keep forgetting to compel
the shady landlord to fix it.

Next time, text.

You could get hurt,

sneaking up on someone with
a stockpile of dark objects.

Was it worth it?

Risking the lives of, oh,

every vampire in existence

over your petty fight with Klaus?

And here I thought
this was a social call.

More like a wake-up call, Cami.

You haven't been yourself lately,

and in your less-than-sane moments,

you have been putting the people
that I care about in danger.

See, I sort of thought
I had proven myself.

I did risk what was left
of my life to save yours.

And maybe what I need is some space

to deal with this whole...

I don't know, being
dead, drinking blood,

living forever.

If you have come to lecture me, save it.

I have been lecturing myself for weeks.

You're right.

Is this your coat?

Great.

You don't need a lecture,

but I am gonna take your ass to school.

(Footsteps crunching in leaves)

Freya's not in there.

She was... I can smell her blood...

but the stronger scent is due west.

You track the scent.
I'll take the cabin.

Niklaus...

Whatever happens, you promise me...

Aurora dies today.

(Door cracking)

(Birds singing)

♪♪

(Gasps)

Oh...

(Groans)

♪♪

Elijah: Aurora...

Modern weaponry for the modern woman.

With a little bit of flair, of course.

I couldn't help myself.

It's pretty, no?

Pretty vulgar.

Theatrical and tasteless as ever.

Where's Freya?

Oh, Elijah...

You remain a stick in the mud.

And it seems your darling
sister takes after you.

She's stuck in the mud, too,

somewhere out there,

busy as a little bee, dying.

If not already dead.

(Sighs)

(Panting)

Finn...

I need your help.

(Coughs quietly)

♪♪

Legions of deadly enemies have
fallen by my family's hand.

What makes you think you stand a chance?

You actually believe in your own myth

you and your brother created.

Nothing lasts always and forever,

and certainly not you.

So what are we waiting for?

Niklaus.

I'm not here to kill Niklaus.

I'm only waiting for him to arrive...

(Hammer clicks)

So he can watch you die.

So this is you taking me to school?

There is a fight coming, Cami.

That's what the prophecy says.

And you're not gonna be much
good to the home team

if you're just standing around,
waving a bunch of antiques.

Huh.

You see this?

This will paralyze anyone
who tries to attack me.

Great.

But... then what?

You need to learn how
to defend yourself.

Come on, Hayley, everyone knows

a baby vamp is borderline useless.

Even Josh could wipe the floors with me.

I need these.

I'm not saying throw them away.

This used to be a church, right?

And then it got condemned.

If Marcel hadn't seen the possibilities,

someone would've bulldozed it

and turned it into some
generic chain store.

It's still a church.

But it's also something more.

I'm a hybrid, but I'm also a mom.

And a widow.

And an Alpha.

You are a psychologist.

And a bartender.

And, yes, you have some
insane family legacy

that comes with a bunch
of cool toys, but...

If you don't embrace the fact

that you're also a vampire now,

you're gonna end up dead.

For real, this time.

You know, I'm not used to being

on the receiving end of solid advice.

Well, you caught me on a good day.

So now what?

We're gonna get in that ring

and you're gonna try and punch me.

(Chanting)

(Panting)

Are you okay?

(Sighs)

Well, it seems I'm not as popular

in the afterlife as I am with you.

And as happy as I am to see you,
Davina Claire, I...

I truly wish you didn't
join this particular coven.

They're a means to an end.

Aya: He's a bit old for you, isn't he?

By a good millennium, I'd say.

Nevertheless...

We're in a bit of a hurry.

Aya.

I thought someone would've
killed you by now.

Some of us are more durable than others.

Speaking of,

you're very welcome to remain a ghost,

unless you prove useful to my cause.

The de-siring spell I was
working on last year.

Your mother told you to
kill it or to kill me.

If she was worried, then
I must have been close,

and you must have known how close.

Which means you know how to finish it.

Aya: In other words,

you will provide the missing ingredient.

The binding agent.

Now.

I'd forgotten how cuddly you are.

If you want me to talk, fine.

But I'm only talking to her.

I can wait.

(Exhales)

There it is...

That look.

I know it all too well.

You think, somehow, I'm responsible

for your little breakup.

How adorably delusional of you, Aurora.

You do realize that
you're utterly insane?

Niklaus can be resilient,

but there's only so much
madness even he can take.

I suppose, eventually,

he was able to distinguish
between real love

and some... petty desire.

Once he'd discarded you,

the veil was lifted
and all that remained

was something quite pathetic.

The veil is lifted, all right.

Love is nothing but a trap.

The one truth you speak,

the one thing that I
agree with entirely...

Only the love of family is unbreakable.

It is the only love worth fighting for.

And my beloved brother, Tristan,

suffers in a box,

drowning over and over again,

unable to die.

So I will end his suffering
by ending you, his sire.

And the look on Niklaus's face

as a white oak bullet pierces your heart

and takes your life...

Will be the salve for
my own broken heart.

Stop this.

Why?

One brother's life to end
another brother's torment?

It's almost poetic.

The bullets...

they're white oak, Niklaus.

Klaus: We both know

you're not going to pull the trigger.

Yet again, you're wrong.

(Gunshot)

(Pants, coughs)

Tend to Freya.

I have to murder my ex.

Esther Mikaelson was two things:

a-a genius witch

and an overprotective matriarch.

The sire link is a facet
of her most powerful spell

used to protect those she loved most.

And, as such...

(Sighs)

it's impossible to break.

You know, I can tell you're lying to me,

no matter what face you wear.

Don't you get it?

If I can break the sire link,

I can use the power of the
sisters to bring you back.

Kol, we can finally be together.

Why won't you just tell me?

Because, darling, I guarantee

you won't like the answer.

(Sighs) Fine.

At least I know it's not impossible.

Please don't do this.

Kol's linked to that candle,

so whatever our two lovebirds say,

our witches will be able to hear it.

I don't think that a few more minutes of
privacy is too much to ask.

I don't give a damn about young love.

They have a task.

They had better finish it.

Davina: Esther cast the spell.

You died with vampire
blood in your system,

came back, fed.

Then you were vampires.

(Sighs) So...

the core of the sire link

has to be blood.

If there's a loophole,
it's blood-related.

Not just blood-related.

For it to work, someone has to die.

So please, stop.

The spell centers around blood,

but just taking someone's
blood wouldn't kill them.

- You need their heart.
- Look, I understand

you want to bring me back,
but this is a devil's bargain.

It has to be more complicated than that.

It can't just be any old vampire,

the heart has to be special.

(Davina sighs)

Do you need a heart outside the link?

An unsired heart.

- Damn it, Davina!
- ln 1,000 years,

there hasn't been a vampire

born outside a line, un... til...

Marcel: What do they say?

The missing ingredient

is the heart of an unsired vampire.

Hayley Marshall was turned

by the magic infused in
her own child's blood.

- Oh, hell no.
- Not by another vampire.

Look, you're not going after...

Locate her.

Now.

You were right to run.

What I'm going to do to you

will redefine the word "sadistic."

(Whooshing)

(Gunshot)

It was such a beautifully
carved little knight.

I could tell the effort you put into it.

Since you have such an
appreciation for chess...

queen takes king.

Ah!

(Grunts)

Again.

(Grunts)

Again!

Come on, post-grad, you
can do better than that.

Ah!

Again.

(Groans)

(Laughs)

- Oh, look at you.
- (Laughs breathlessly)

We keep that up,

you might be giving
Josh a run for his money.

Hey.

Thanks for coming to find me today.

Oh, don't get all mushy on me.

You're a bartender.

You can thank me with a beer.

- Deal. (Laughs)
- (Phone buzzing)

Hey.

Hayley, you have to listen to me.

Aya's witches are coming to kill you.

What?

Get out of here.

Right now.

(Screams)

(Groaning)

(Moans, pants)

Ah!

(Grunts)

(Shouts)

(Groaning)

(Chokes)

(Groaning continues)

(Grunting)

Looking for this?

White oak seems wasted on you...

but it will kill you, just the same.

Nik, please.

You never should've come back.

You never should've let me.

(Grunts)

I'm sorry.

Elijah: Put it down.

(Gunshot)

(Groaning)

Oh...

You want my heart? Then come and get it!

(Groaning continues)

What are you doing?

The sisters already found Hayley.

- I have to help her.
- You'll never make it there in time.

I'm not just gonna let her die.

Then stop and let me help you.

For better or worse, you're linked

to this nasty little coven.

Which means if I take you down...

The sisters go down, too.

How are you gonna do magic?

I'll draw it from the candle
that's holding me here.

It's not the sexiest way

to spend our final
moments together, but...

You can make it up to me.

Night on the town

in a little black dress...

(Chuckles)

(Groans)

(Panting)

Definitely our worst date ever.

(Blood sloshing)

(Elijah screaming)

(Gasping)

The bullet didn't puncture your heart.

Leave... me... and finish her.

(Heart beating)

It gets closer with every beat.

(Grunts, panting)

I have to stop it.

No. No.

We made a promise.

Don't do this.

I am not going to leave you.

(Neck snaps, heartbeat stops)

(Grunts)

(Grunts)

(Heart beating)

(Groaning)

I thought I smelled arrogance.

I think you meant "confidence."

But I can understand how the uneducated

are apt to confuse the two.

Yeah? You want to tell me

what your dead-eyed
drones want with my heart?

It's nothing personal.

I just value my life above yours.

(Both grunting)

Aya, you take her
heart, you start a war.

Don't let your association
with werewolf trash

cloud the opportunity before you.

(Grunts)

The Mikaelsons will kill us

before you can even light
the candles on that spell.

(Both grunting)

There is no alternative.

You're wrong.

Give me a few hours to
set this thing straight.

Or push me out of the
way and condemn yourself

and everyone else in the Strix
to a slow and painful death.

(Both grunting)

I want to be de-linked
just as much as you do.

Give me the chance to
do it the right way.

(Panting)

Bring me a solution by midnight,

or I will rip out your heart

right before I come back and take hers.

(Panting)

(Playing jazz music, ship
horn blowing in distance)

(Sighs)

_

The attack was about
breaking the sire link.

Marcel told me that Aya's witches

already have a spell to do it.

And how does your heart
play into all of this?

I'm the only un-sired
vampire in history.

Apparently, that's the
key to making it work.

And yet, Marcel neglected
to mention it this morning.

Hey, ease up.

He saved me.

But the Strix might yet come for you.

Let them.

I'm not an easy target.

They'd be better off trying
to find some witchy workaround.

Unless they already have.

They need my heart.

Or one that's identical to it.

Jackson.

(Sighs)

The unification ceremony
didn't just marry us,

it also made his heart

a mirror image of mine.

We need to dig it up.

Klaus.

Aurora's bullet very
nearly killed Elijah.

When she returns, and she will,

I would prefer the
vampires of New Orleans

be obligated to protect us.

They'll be more likely to do so

if our lives remain linked to theirs.

Niklaus is right.

The sire-link has to remain unbroken.

We have to go.

♪ You are the fire to my thoughts ♪

♪ The spark that starts it all ♪

♪ And with your eyes... ♪

We've wasted so much time.

Hardly.

Now, watching you sleep has been

the most fun I've had in months.

(Sniffles)

I'll bring you back soon. She promised.

I appreciate you trying.

But Aya never keeps her promises.

Seriously, darling.

But you have to let me go.

The longer you stay in this coven,

the more dangerous it becomes for you.

Then I'll bring you back and
we'll take them on together.

We can do anything, can't we?

Please?

I love you, Kol Mikaelson.

♪ Don't you let us ♪

♪ Lose to an early grave... ♪

In that case...

you best kiss me before I go.

♪ To find the words
that will never explain ♪

♪ How I need you, how I see you ♪

♪ How you are everything that I have ♪

♪ Where I will love you ♪

♪ I will love you... ♪

Who would do this?

Who would steal his heart?

♪ Don't you let us ♪

♪ Lose to an early grave... ♪

It was the only piece of
Jackson that I had left.

(Sighs)

♪ And then 50 more ♪

♪ To find the words
that will never explain ♪

(Sighs)

♪ How I need you... ♪

We'll find who did this.

And return the favor tenfold.

This is your solution, Marcel?

The heart of a dead werewolf?

Well, not just any
werewolf, Hayley's husband.

I was at her wedding. His
heart became one with hers.

Ask Davina.

He's right.

I wouldn't be here if
it wasn't gonna work.

I assume the grieving widow
didn't just hand it over.

Pray tell,

how did you procure this little gem?

This is my city.

Nothing happens in
it without me knowing.

You're welcome.

You did prove yourself quite
the creative leader today.

Yeah, I'd say so,
considering I just found a way

to keep you and everyone
in this organization alive.

I want to be free of the Mikaelsons

just as much as you do.

Get in the way of that again,
and I will be just as creative

in finding a way to kill you.

(Chuckles softly)

Don't be cross, Marcel Gerard.

You're finally starting to learn.

Commitment to a common goal
is as strong a bond as family.

Practicing your torture
techniques, Niklaus?

Clearing my mind.

Some children cuddle with a blanket.

Mine loves her chess piece.

Aren't you full of surprises.

You're surprised I came for you.

You are my sister, Freya.

And you are a part of this family,

always and forever.

Do you know, I never thought
I'd hear myself say this,

but I wholeheartedly agree with Niklaus.

So...

what's going to be our next move?

Aurora has more white oak,

and she's not gonna stay quiet for long.

Aurora's not the only problem.

Yes, it seems there's no shortage

of those who would
stand against our family.

Let's kill them all.

(Crickets chirping)

You've been following me for miles, Aya,

and I'm really not in
the mood for a chat.

Then I'll be brief.

I've come to make a proposal.

To offer you my assistance
in your future endeavors.

I know who I want to kill and
how exactly I intend to do it.

So what good are you to me?

Having a clear target
and hitting the bull's-eye

are two very different things.

Much easier when you have the help

of a determined ally.

Assuming of course we
can find common ground.

I suspect our worlds
can change with a bang.

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