Having gotten Davina's text while with Finn he glared at his brother. No love was lost between either and he knew his brother was already beginning to question his loyalties. The only person Finn had ever listened to was their Mother and it remained true today. The love Finn had for their mother had always been creepy and bothersome and had gotten the rest of the siblings in trouble since he was always feeling on them.

"Tell Mum I'll be back, Davina wants to have a little chat." Finn narrowed his eyes at Kol watching him carefully.

"Davina is nothing more than a means to an end Kol, you may be in a new body but I know when you aren't focused. Stop complimenting her and find out what she's hiding or I will."

Growling Kol grabbed his brother by the throat and slammed him against the wall, "You're an uncharismatic prick and Mum didn't give this job to you Finn so go back to kissing her arse and I'll do what I'm supposed to." Releasing Finn he headed out.

Reaching Rousseau's it wasn't hard to find Davina. The girl seemed lost in her own thoughts as he leaned down and pressed his lips against her cheek starling her. "I thought we had a chat about how 'telling you something' and 'we need to talk' are worrisome phrases."

Well at least he got her to smile but that didn't make him any less weary about what she wanted to discuss with him. Though this was a whole new situation for him he felt an odd sense of nervousness. She'd already tried to end whatever this was that they currently had and if she truly knew who he was she would have gone through with it.

Giving her hand a squeeze he gave her what he hoped was an open minded look but he wasn't feel very open minded. There was a bit of an awkward silence as she either talked herself up or tried to figure out what to say.

Hearing her words he clenched his jaw and had to do his best to stop himself from saying what he wanted. They'd already had the 'you don't own' me fight and it was really hard not to bring that all up again. "Does a place like that even exist? He doesn't seem like someone who would just give up because something got hard."

Leaning across the table he tightened his grip slightly on her hand. "Davina you don't have to do this alone you know that right?" If Davina left the city his Mum was definitely going to take notice and he could only hide so much.

Though he may have a new body his temper was still very much the same and she was working on his final nerve, not that he had many to begin with. Nik couldn't hurt him of course he couldn't exactly explain to Davina why but she was trying to protect him when he didn't need it. If she left the city it wouldn't be him that his Mum sent after her, it would be Finn and the man had turned rather blood thirsty since his return to life.

Closing his eyes he clenched his jaw and tried to think of calming thoughts, the problem with that was he didn't exactly have any. Well the thought of snapping Jeremy Gilbert's neck brought him a perverse sense of pleasure and toned down his rage a bit.

"Davina I'm already in this love." Studying her for a moment something in his mind seemed to click, "You don't fully believe you'll be coming back." How he knew that he wasn't sure but the odd intuition like feeling was there.

His hand immediately tightened on hers as he heard her words. Normally he didn't think much of death, it happened and no one could stop it. He'd been the cause of death for more people than he could ever count but Davina speaking of her own death hit him a different way. "What if I'm not ready to lose you?" There was a ferociousness to his voice that surprised even him.

"You talk about being willing to die to keep friends safe but do you think they can appreciate a world without you?" She always talked about wanting to save and protect everyone else but who was looking out for her?

Realizing how tight his grip on Davina was he loosened his fingers, "Sorry." Though he didn't let her hand go. In truth he didn't see it possible for this to end many different ways, someone would die and given the two powerful forces stacked against Davina, Klaus excluded her survival rate seemed low. Mikael wouldn't hesitate to kill her once he was free and if his Mum found out Davina was holding Mikael, Esther would kill the other witch to free him.

Currently Nik wasn't stupid enough to kill Davina since killing her would unleash their father and the past had taught him even with their combined might their father reigned supreme. How many times had Mikael bested Elijah and Rebekah over the years when they'd stood beside Klaus? It was a wonder either of them were still alive.

Thinking about Rebekah caused him sadness, apparently Nik had sent her away banning her from ever returning. Given how much she had cared and how long she had stood beside Nik he couldn't imagine what had caused that. "Then promise me your live for something. Seems we'd all benefit far greater from that."

When she said he'd be able to be happy he nearly laughed. Happiness was no his to have, once Esther got what she wanted he had no doubt he would be killed, they probably all would. "What if my happiness depends on someone else?" He asked softly leaned forward his elbows resting on the table.

This influx of emotion was something new to him and he chalked it up to the fact that he was more human than he had been in centuries. For a vampire your emotions were heightened but he'd chosen not to feel a majority of his emotions a long time ago. His humanity had never been fully turned off but he wasn't sure anyone would have believed he had any regardless.

"Davina..." Words seemed to fail him which was rather odd but he didn't know what to say. "I really hope you have something more up your sleeve than that bracelet." Ok so definitely not the best thing he could have said but he felt more useless than he ever had before.

As Davina's questions changed his brow rose and he had to think over what he'd just said. He had been under the impression he was only thinking that but apparently he had vocalized that thought. His life depended on another and yet he hadn't felt alive until Davina had actually voiced concern for him which was more than anyone had done in centuries. "It depends on an extremely stubborn girl who takes me anger in strides and seems more worried about the world than herself."

He paused for a moment, "And who makes me smile even when that's not really what I'm feeling."

For a moment he wondered if it was normal for teenage girls to cry so much but he honestly didn't have the answer to that one. Though maybe it was just his fault because he couldn't imagine this was normal. Reaching across the table with his free hand he wiped some of the tears from her cheeks.

Davina leaned forward as if she were going to share a big secret with him. Yeah this secret was a dozy and he stared at her for a moment. She couldn't mean...well Elijah and Nik were the last to have the grimoire and what they did with it he didn't know. "Can you translate it?"

Even if Davina couldn't if he could get a look at it he could. The language it was written it probably wasn't one Davina was used to and without knowing his Mum it might he hard to understand what she was getting at. If Davina had it though, Kol might actually stand a chance of keeping the life he currently had.

"Just be careful." He finally his lips brushing against hers as he spoke. "I'm not saying you have to let me know where you are but at least let me know you're ok every so often. Though every day is good too."