Ch.3: Save Me

                                    

                                          
It was a dismal night in the Bayou, as Kat texted Rebekah where she was, and that she needed help, before continuing to run away from the clinic. She should've known that Agnes was up to something, but she'd been so desperate to figure out a loophole. And Kat had always respected elders in the witch community. Now, she was running from witches. Extreme ones, as she knew them as. She would've asked Elijah for help first, but Rebekah had been the one to ask Kat where she currently was. 
Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks, hearing the sound of wolves, as well as the unmistakable noises of witches being attacked by them. Then she noticed a familiar coated wolf a small distance from her, and she knew who had saved her. Her favorite pack in the Bayou. The Crescent wolves. 
"Jackson," she greeted with a smile. Then added, "Thank you." 
After a few moments of looking at her, she saw him run back towards the bushes, and she didn't hear any other witches after her, anymore. 
She turned around to head out of the Bayou woods, only to see Elijah. 
"You came," Kat commented. 
"Of course, Katerina. I'll always be here when you need me. It appears I'm no longer needed, though," he replied. 
She approached where he stood.
"Yes. The extremist witches got taken out by Crescent wolves. They protected me. I know Jackson and his pack from the last time I was here in the 90's. Before I completely left New Orleans, I stayed with them for a little while. Jackson and I have always had a friendship and understanding. It's not surprising he'd protect me if he knew I needed assistance," she explained. "Let's just go home," she added. "I've done enough running for my life for one night."


The next day, Klaus grabbed Sophie from the bar, before she'd opened up, and blurred her to the couch at the compound, in the parlor. 
"What the hell?" Sophie inquired. 
"Before Klaus here starts naming off threats, Agnes lured me into the Bayou and tried to have her extremist witches kill me. I can assume they don't want me to find a loophole to save myself. Where's Agnes at, Sophie?" Kat interjected. 
"If I knew Agnes was planning that, I would've stopped her myself. I don't know where Agnes is. She's probably hiding in some deep hole somewhere, I don't know where. If you find her though, you know just as I do that she's the last of our elders. If she dies, we're powerless. Please, Katherine," Sophie replied.
"I wish I could help, but I don't have a leash on either of these Originals, so if they kill her, it's her own undoing." 
"Is Davina ready for the Harvest yet?" Sophie quizzed Kat. 
"She might not be for a while. After I got Marcel killed, her magical control skyrocketed out of proportion. Elijah's teaching her control, and I'm trying to teach her, but I don't know how much longer we can prolong the Harvest." 
"Sounds like we need to do The Harvest as soon as we can," Sophie replied.
"Let's not jump the gun on this one, okay? Let's wait just a little longer. You've waited months or more. What's a little bit longer, Soph?" Kat replied.
"Okay. Fine. We'll wait. Can I go now? I have a bunch of witches in the Bayou to consecrate today," Sophie replied. 
"As long as none of them have any other questions for you, you're free to go. Just be careful," Kat replied.


When Sophie had left, Kat had to explain to them what a Harvest was, so she did.