the ground could open, he could still say please

[slavophile]

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[likeaweapon]

Well, the night is still young.

[Rebekah turns to him with a smile.]

Apparently my ability to throw a dinner party and have it be crashed by violence has not changed since I took the cure.

[Tips her head to the side as she studies him.]

But what's going on with you?

[witchaffinity]

Always lead with your strengths, sister.

( He lifts a pot lid and peers inside. )

My girlfriend's brother was trapped inside his own mind, because he thought his sacrifice might save her from a fate worse than death. The usual for our family.

[likeaweapon]

That sounds like a walk in the park, honestly. But I'm glad things seemed to have worked out for the best. Though he does seem a smidge uncomfortable with the idea of staying in a den of Mikaelsons.

[Proves he's smarter than your average, honestly, certain circumstances aside.]

[witchaffinity]

I'd rather he have a problem with her dating a Mikaelson. I might worry about his sensibilities, otherwise.

( Her thoughts and his align. )

Also, I don't care. ( He pauses. ) I'm far more concerned with her being in mortal peril.

[likeaweapon]

[She turns on him, concerned.]

What kind of mortal peril? Is someone coming for her?

[Because that they can do something about.]

[witchaffinity]

More like something. It's hereditary and it's inevitable. Like Abigail in Vienna.

( In the early 1900's. A fast friend of the family, but someone who quickly faltered under the onset of some devastating symptoms. Except Abigail wasn't a witch and accepted their help.

Kol worked up to offering, but Kieran doesn't want to lose that connection to her magic. Kol can relate. It's why he gravitated to witches, why he reveled in Kaleb's body. )

Exactly like Abigail.

[likeaweapon]

[Her face softens, because she understands the reference. She places her hand on his shoulder gently.]

I'm sorry, Kol.

[Because it is always tragic, no matter how long they lived.]

Is there anything we can do?

[witchaffinity]

She doesn't want to be cut off from her magic. She's a chemist. If she can pinpoint what it is in a heretic's - or Hope's - blood to keep that connection, then that will be the answer.

( But, without it, he doesn't know if there is an answer. )

She has good and bad days.

[likeaweapon]

Well, if we all remain in New York, perhaps Hope will be here for Christmas and be willing to help. Or you could always call her and see if Kieran would be up for a trip to Tulane.

[That's something at least.]

But if there's anything that I can do, all you have to do is ask.

[She may not be an invincible Original anymore, but she's still his sister, and she wants to help.]

[witchaffinity]

Know any spells that reverse the consequences to a disease that has no cure?

( He knows the answer. He has to ask. )

[likeaweapon]

Not yet. But Freya and I could get creative.

[They have the time, and they're willing to get creative.]

Just because it hasn't been done doesn't necessarily mean it can't be.

[witchaffinity]

( He is not the brother that begs or asks, but Rebekah offered. And so he breaks. )

Help us.

[likeaweapon]

[She nods, reaching forward and pulling him into her arms, because this feels like a hug moment.]

We will figure this out, together.

[And they won't make the same mistake twice. This will not be a repeat of the Davina situation.]