Unexpected Pregnancy

1x11 Aprés Moi, Le Déluge

(Opening / Mikaelson Compound)

[Elijah and Klaus are discussing their current predicament while Elijah looks through an old book about witches throughout the ages]

Elijah: The Italians call them strega. The Yoruba of West Africa call them aje, meaning mother. Where my mother was from, they called them häxa, and here we call them witch. Over the centuries, vampires have fought them and fought beside them, bedded them and burned them. Whether adversary or ally, they have been a force to be reckoned with. Their ancestral magic anchors this city. There's never been one all-powerful witch until Davina.

Klaus: Who is now tucked in safe and sound down the hall under my protection. Your Celeste was quite beautiful and a portent of evil, according to our volatile artist in residence.

Elijah: Yes. Perhaps Davina's mistaken what she calls evil for power. Celeste was certainly very powerful in her day, but she's been dead for over two hundred years. I don't understand. Why all these sketches now?

Klaus: Why does any witch do anything?

[Upstairs in Davina's room, Marcel has just arrived with food for her, but she stands up and screams at him, frightened]

Davina: [telekinetically throws him against a wall] Go away!

Marcel: Come on. You got to be starving. You haven't eaten since--

Davina: Since your best friend killed my best friend?

Marcel: Davina, I'm sorry about what happened to this kid Tim.

Davina: I'm sorry you don't hate Klaus for what he did or want to make him pay.

Marcel: He'll pay for what he did one way or the other, but right now, I just want to make peace with you.

Davina: Why? So we can be one big happy frankenstein family?

[Downstairs in the living room, Klaus and Elijah are making themselves drinks at the bar while they listen to Davina and Marcel fight]

Klaus: Well, that's going well.

Elijah: If you were trying to win the girl's trust, perhaps poisoning her one true love was not the most splendid idea.

Klaus: Oh. Are there any more inopportune deaths you'd like to wave in my face?

Elijah: [sarcastic] Give me a month. I'll get you list.

Klaus: Young, old, dead, or alive, witches are a pain in the ass.

[Back in Davina's room, Davina glares at Marcel for a moment before she begins vomiting up dirt all over her bed. Marcel begins to panic]

Marcel: Davina, Davina!

[Klaus, who has heard the commotion, enters the room to investigate]

Klaus: What's with all the racket? [He stops in his tracks when he sees Davina still throwing up soil] Bloody hell.

[In the living room, Katherine, who looks guilty, joins Elijah]

Katherine: Elijah? There's something you need to know.