Davina was becoming more and more obsessed on gaining enough power to not only bring Kol back but also to exact her vengeance on Finn and Freya.

Sneaking around in alleys was not exactly Davina's style but it was what she had to do. Once she had gathered enough power she would be able to gather powers from a distance but until then she would have to tap into her inner vampire and stalk her prey.

Gathering her courage, Davina took a deep breath and prepared herself to make her move when a familiar feeling came over her. A familiar power reached out to her, calling her softly. It reminded her faintly of Mol but softer, weaker. Wrinkling her brow, Davina turned and focused, on the new presence. Another witch was trying to locate her clumsily. The familiarity of the power behind the spell made her realize who it was, Rebekah. A sigh escaped Davina as she turned back to the young witch, seeing that her quarry had vanished into the night.

"Fine Rebekah have it your way. I'll meet you."

Turning, Davina closed her eyes and reached out with her own powers to locate Rebekah. Of course she was at the tomb.

Reaching the tomb, Davina hesitated for a moment. She was beginning to hate this place. It just didn't feel right being here without Kol. Closing her eyes a moment Davina walked into the tomb, pretending to not be falling apart inside.

"You know, a text message would've worked just as well."

Davina knew she had been ignoring the people she had left who were the most important to her. She knew how they would feel about what she was undertaking and would try to talk her out of it. All except Marcel who would try to simply forbid her to do it. No it was best to keep them all in the dark. Once Kol was back and Finn was dead she would be all too happy to listen to all the hitching she knew would come but until then what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them.

As Rebekah held out the envelope with Davina's name written on the front in Kol's familiar writing, Davina backed away slightly. Pursing her lips, she debated whether or not to take it. What would he say to her? That he forgave her for allowing him to die? That it was Ok that she couldn't save him? That she should get on with her life and forget about the time they shared?

Davina hadn't realized she had begun to shake until she reached her hand out. Closing her eyes, she pressed the letter to her chest. She could feel him in the paper if she concentrated hard enough. Or maybe it was just what she wanted to feel.

Looking up at Rebekah, Davina questioned if she wanted to open the envelope again. Would her heart break all over again? Would her emotions weaken her even more than losing him already had?

Davina knew she'd never completely get over the pain of losing Kol. Even when he returned to her she'd never forget that night. The way they danced in the cemetery, how much Kol hated the guy with his girl under those damned stars, and the moment they professed their love for one another.  Davina wished it hadn't taken his death for her to admit to him the way she felt. She wished she had allowed herself to open up to him completely while they still had time to be together. The memories of that night drifted around her, stirring up emotions she didn't want to have. Reaching up she dabbled away a tear from her eye before it could escape and run down her cheek.

"Uh yeah Rebekah. I...Uh..think I need to be alone for this."

Davina waited until Rebekah was out of sight and earshot before opening the envelope with trembling hands. She took a deep breath before carefully, almost reverently, opening the folded paper she found inside.

This being dead thing did truly suck he could attest to the fact it was no better this time around than it had been during the first. He could still see those he carried about but he couldn't touch them and though he could speak they couldn't hear. It had seemed like hell the first time but never more so than now as he watched those he loved suffer through it.

There was no doubt that Rebekah and Davina would do everything in their power to bring him back. However given that Davina had found a rather unsavory book of very dark magic he wasn't so sure he was willing to let Davina do whatever it would take. The reason he was draw to the girl was her power and her bright light despite it all and he didn't want her to diminish it over someone as useless as him.

"No love don't....read that." He muttered out as Davina finally decided to open up the envelope. "Can we pretend I didn't write that?" It wasn't like she could hear him and honestly he knew exactly what he was doing when he wrote Davina that letter. If it were anyone other than her reading it he would haunt them for eternity.

As she began to read he stepped up behind her, if he could he'd wrap his arms around her but he couldn't do it and she couldn't feel it. While she read he whispered in her ear knowing that she couldn't hear him but he wanted to hear his words in his own voice. They had been written specifically for Davina, he thought of writing one to each of his siblings as well but Davina needed this one thing that was hers, she deserved to know.

"Davina,
I’ve sat here staring at the paper not sure what to say or write at a time like this. I’ve never known I was going to die before, the last time was rather a shock. I don’t know how much I’m going to get to tell you before my time is up. I don’t even know when I’m going to tell you I’m dying but I need you to know something very important Davina.

This is not your fault. This is no one’s fault but my own and Finn’s. I’ve spent centuries playing a dangerous game and it could really only end one way and I’ve always known that. There is nothing I’ve been more afraid of since returning to life than dying again.

At least that was what I thought until Mikael threatened you for his freedom. From the first moment I saw you I wanted to know more about you and not because my Mum wanted me to. I don’t normally do research on anyone but with you I wanted to know everything. It was a coincidence who you were and what had been done to you. Your strength was something I never imagined to find and I found myself making decision I never would have before, the right decisions for someone other than myself."

Never had he been more truthful in his life than with this letter to Davina. The first time he had died he had people to blame and to hate but this time thought he blamed Finn and Freya and hated them both he just wanted to be with Davina again. She was the only person he cared enough to die for.

How he wished he could brush her tears away and tell her it really was alright. The way he had lived his life had opened him up to all sorts of danger it was a wonder that the person who finally caused his death was his brother. There were enough vampires out there who he was sure were still spurned and angry enough to kill. Being human had left him vulnerable but it had given him so much more. “You are more than someone like me could ever ask for.”

The guilt on her face killed him or at least it would have if he weren’t already dead. There was nothing she could have done and she gave him the sweetest final moments he could have ever asked for. “No one cared before you Davina, you changed everything.”

Hearing her words he didn’t want her to bring him back if it put her at risk and he knew that it would. To bring someone back took a lot of power and he wasn’t even sure if the hex would follow him into death. Would he need a new body? He didn’t even know and it was obvious she didn’t either.

“We should have had a lifetime together, just one would have been enough but I will never forget the time we had Davina because this life has been far kinder than the last. Without you I wouldn’t know so many thing love, kindness, that fiery temper which I swear will get you in trouble one day but makes me smile. You never give in no matter how bleak the outcome is so I know you’ll try to save me Davina and just as I know you’ll try I know there’s no way you can. Please don’t think you’ve failed me Davina. If you’re there with me in the end then you didn’t fail me because you made sure I didn’t die alone or forgotten.” God he wanted all the time they had together back, he wanted a do over and he wanted to do it better. Though at the same time he treasured the time they had no matter how difficult Davina had been in the beginning. Of course she did have good reasoning for that.

“Maybe it’s a product of the hex but when I close my eyes I swear I can see the years we’re losing. You’ll continue to pretend you aren’t madly in love with me and I’ll continue to tease you relentlessly until you finally give in. I do love a good chase after all and there’s nothing you could do to keep me from catching you. I’ve spent far too long as a hunter always getting what I wanted. Marcel will continue to hate me and claim the relationship is doomed but we’ll prove him wrong, we’ll prove everyone wrong.

We’ll go to your senior prom, I’ll attend your graduation and we’ll get out of here. New Orleans may be your home but one day we’ll decide the price is too high and we’ll move to a place all our own. No war for a city or family problems lingering over our head. We’ll visit New Orleans and Josh and his were-wolf boyfriend. If Aiden ever breaks his little heart I’ll help you hex him and we’ll be happy. We’d be happy because we have each other Davina.

I know that’s not reality but I wish on every star in the sky that it were. I wish a magic solution would fall from the sky and that I could just burn this letter for you to never see. I want that make believe future more than anything Davina, more than a white oak stake, more than a gold dagger and more than my longing to be a witch while I was a vampire. I’ve never cared for anything or anyone in my life the way I care about you Davina.” His heart hurt as he spoke which made no sense since he wasn’t alive and his heart couldn’t hurt but the phantom pain was there. He wanted that future so much, he wanted to see Davina in that prom dress and get threatened by Marcel. He would actually welcome dealing with Josh and Aiden if it could just get him his life back.

“For centuries I took from others and it seems ironic that my magic illiterate brother is taking from me the life and happiness I’ve never dared to dream about. No matter the short end of my life I would rather have had these months with you than a lifetime as a vampire. I hope I leave you with good memories not just those of betrayal but love and joy as well. I would do anything for you Davina and I put your life above my own, don’t waste it.

I Love You, Forever and Always
Kol”

It all seemed so final though he wasn’t telling her to move on or to be happy. There would be no way he could deal with the afterlife if he knew Davina had someone else. There was a chance that she could bring him back but there was also the chance that she couldn’t. If it came down to her life or his own he would cross over from long enough to kill the spell because he couldn’t lose her. Being able to see Davina was better than nothing but it hurt to think of the future they had lost, of everything he’d never imagined until now.

“This isn’t the end of our story Davina, merely the end of a chapter and pause between pages. Maybe we won’t have this fairytale future but we’ll have something better. Something more real and lasting.” Reaching out he had to stop himself before he tried to touch her, he wanted to do bad but trying and being unable to do something was worse than not trying at all.

Giving in he wrapped his arms around her but he couldn’t feel anything. Closing his eyes he imagined how it had felt when they were dancing, her warmth as she held him. He took in a slow and shaky breath even though he no longer needed to breathe.