"It will be my pleasure," he answered Davina, his hands gripping the edges of the table with enough force that it cracked. "He's messed with this family for the last time."

His eyes flashed gold briefly as he turned away from the table. Finn had pushed his boundaries too far, and going after Rebekah so soon after Kol's death was the final straw. He paused by the door, and looked back over his shoulder at the others.

"Well come on, you know how our sister does not like to wait," he snapped.

Elijah nodded silently towards Davina, he knew that the young witch was hurting over the loss of Kol. Even though there had been a time when Elijah despised Kol, he would never wish him true harm. Family came above all and Kol had discovered what that meant towards the end of his human life. Always and forever. "You have my word Davina, our brother's death shall be avenged" he assured her. 

If Elijah could promise the young witch one thing it was that in Finn's final moments he would make his death long and painful. He knew that Niklaus wanted to make the pain last far longer than that for his attempt on Hope's life. But with the risk that Finn might jump into another body, they had to act fast before Finn could an attempt an escape. 

He glanced at Katerina and nodded in complete agreement at her words before clearing his throat "Finn is smart, vindictive. He shall be prepared. Once you find Rebekah get her as far away as possible and do not look back. We shall return to the compound" he told them all not caring if Niklaus would rather choose a different location. 

This was Rebekah, their sister. After the loss of Kol, Elijah could not loose Rebekah.

It had taken far too long for his liking to reach the destination, but what could you expect when traveling with humans. Slamming the doors open, he stepped through the threshold of the room unhindered.

"Finn!" He roared. "Come out. Come out where ever you are. Your little brothers want to play." A deep growl rumbled up from his chest as his eyes turned gold, black veins pulsing under his skin. He jerked his head to the side, where he could hear a distinct heartbeat. Slow and faint, he guessed it to be Rebekah.

"Go now," he snarled softly to Davina and Katherine.

Elijah could sense the irritation coming from his brother at travelling at a human pace. But they could not draw attention to themselves more than they already had done. Elijah knew that Finn would have prepared for an attack so they had to approach with caution especially since arriving with two humans. Upon entering the address which Davina's spell had located. He was here, Elijah could feel it. 

With his brother's theatrics drawing attention to them both, it gave Davina and Katerina enough time to sulk off into another direction to find Rebekah. Giving a stiff nod to Katerina as he caught her longing glance. Turning his head back towards his brother Niklaus, he nodded again. 

"....Do you feel it brother?" he whispered huskily. Something felt wrong.

"Well we'd heard you'd started the family reunion without us," Niklaus spoke. He'd felt the same thing Elijah had. Something was wrong. This had been far too easy. Not that it mattered. Finn would die by their hand. He was alone, while they had each other. He shifted slightly examining a piece of wood as if it was a priceless work of art.

"Where is our dear sister?" He turned to face Finn. "Not Rebekah, we know where she is and I suspect any minute now she'll be on her way home. No...where is Freya? I find it quite rude she has yet to reveal herself to us."

Tilting his head, he turned his attention back to the piece of wood. "Not that it matters...she'll die just as you will." He snarled suddenly, whirling with vampiric speed to fling the piece of wood straight at Finn's heart.

"You have no idea how many times I've heard that since I've been back," she muttered. She felt Davina's magic latch onto her blood, it was like an annoying itch she couldn't scratch. When Davina located Rebekah's location, she nodded her head. Following behind Davina, she had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

When they found Rebekah, the witch was laying in a bed. She would have looked comfy if it was for the cuts and bruises and the pained expression etched into the witch's face. Her eyes fluttered her lids like she was dreaming. Katherine let go of Davina's hand, and moved to Rebekah's side. "Damn it. Of course you can't walk out of here on your own. You are very inconvenient, Rebekah Mikaelson."

Katherine let out a breath, tapping her fingers against her knees before standing again. "Can you do some witchy spell that levitates her or something?"