Freya was sitting on her bed, looking through her grimoire, while the others were at the football game.

A lot had happened in only a few days and she didn't know how to feel about it.

She had decided before her hibernation that she was not going to reveal herself to the rest of her family but now, all that was out the window.

And all because of two extremely powerful time-traveling twins.

Freya had been surprised to learn that the two girls held no ill will towards the Mikaelson family, instead, they wished to help them.

She had been suspicious at first but seeing as the most paranoid of her siblings seemed to believe them, she decided to leave it alone.

Especially after the talk she had with them.

Freya had been watching the two girls very carefully and there was no doubt in her mind that the only thing that would stop these two from achieving their goal was death.

But Freya feared that could happen.

Time travel was such a tricky business.

Freya flipped the page of her grimoire as her thoughts turned to her brother and the honest conversation they had after Lizzie left them alone in the house where she had been in hibernation.

The memory of it was burned in her mind.

-Flashback-

Freya was in shock.

She was hugging her brother, who somehow knew she was his sister.

She had wished to be a part of the rest of her family for so long, but after seeing the cruelty her sibling showed towards Kol, she had decided against it.

Did she regret it? She was not quite sure yet.

Freya felt Kol loosened his arms around her and Freya hesitantly pulled away.

She looked up into the face of her brother.

The one who she watched be screwed over by their siblings.

He stared down at her with an unreadable look on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me who you were?" Kol asked, quietly.

Freya looked down at the floor. "I was afraid you wouldn't believe me. Would you have?" Freya asked.

Kol sighed. "Probably not," He conceded.

"You saw me be daggered, didn't you?" Kol realized.

"I did...it was the first time I had ever seen how cruel our family truly is," Freya admitted.

Kol narrowed his eyes in anger. "And you didn't help me?" He asked, then he scoffed. "Of course you didn't, you call our siblings cruel and yet, you're no better than the rest of our family. You're going to fit right in with them, I can tell you that now."

Freya flinched at the harsh words.

"I'm sorry," Freya whispered, looking at him earnestly. "For not helping you."

Kol paused, eyes flickering to his sister's in surprise before controlling his expression.

"It doesn't matter. I've already lost a century of my life," Kol dismissed. "Nothing new."

Freya winced. Kol turned around, facing the other way.

"You know, I can't help but wonder, were you ever planning on revealing yourself?" Kol asked, not looking at her.

Freya looked down and sighed. "No," She replied, "I didn't think any of you needed me."

Kol snorted. "Oh, how wrong you were," He sneered.

"What?" Freya inquired, staring at Kol in confusion. "What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing," Kol denied, sharply, still not looking at her,

"No, tell me now, brother," Freya ordered, sternly.

And Kol turned to her startled. Freya was staring him down, daring him to argue.

She looked every bit the big sister she was meant to be.

Kol didn't say anything for a moment as he observed his sister. And for the first time in centuries, Kol decided to let his walls come down.

"I needed you, more than you could ever know," Kol finally revealed, causing Freya's eyes to widen.

"I had no one," Kol snarled.

"Nik, Elijah, and Rebekah stood together 'Always and Forever'," Kol said the last part, mockingly.

"I was never a part of that, I was the odd one out. The outcast. The one who always caused problems, who never mattered," Kol said, the pain obvious in his voice. "The only one who ever understood me was Finn and he's been daggered for 900 years!"

Kol shook his head, turning away as his oldest sibling stared at him with guilt and pain in her eyes.

"The others never understood what it was like to lose their magic, but Finn did," Kol turned sharply. "He hated his existence and so did I, but I didn't want to die."

Freya's eyes widen in understanding.

"But I couldn't handle it. It felt like I was being torn apart inside - trapped between the monster and the side of me that was a witch and would always be a witch..." Kol's eyes were watery now. " I tried to fight it for so long and whenever I lost control, Finn was there to pull me back from the edge."

"But then he wasn't," Freya realized, feeling her anger towards her other sibling rise.

Kol nodded.

"After he was daggered, I begged and I pleaded for them to release him but they kept going on about how he was a danger to himself . And he was, but I couldn't take it anymore. I had fought against the darkness for so long and Finn was the one who gave me the strength to fight and not betray my witch heritage. But with him gone, the monster won," Kol whispered, darkly. His voice was full of rage and pain.

Freya felt chills go up and down her spine as she realized this was probably the first time he has ever told anyone this.

Kol had a mocking look on his face as he continued. "I always found it ironic that I was ostracized from our siblings, especially Nik. You would think he would understand the most out of our sibling since his werewolf side was locked away but he couldn't - to him, I was a misbehaving child, that needed to be put in time out. And don't get me bloody started on how he would only wake me up because he wanted someone to go on a killing spree with and if I got too wild, he would dagger me again. And none of the others ever objected."

He scoffed. "They're all hypocrites, the lot of them."

Then Kol met Freya's eyes. "I needed you. I needed my big sister there to help me. To help me keep the monster at bay. To protect me from our own siblings - to just be there. But you weren't. And I know it wasn't your fault but it doesn't change that I did. I needed someone who understood my love of being a witch. Someone who actually gave a bloody crap about me. Who loved me, " Kol murmured, blinking back tears.

"I'm so sorry," Freya whispered, as she walked forward and took Kol's hands. "If I had known, I would have destroyed armies to get to you and your right, I should have been there for you, brother. I should have been there to put Niklaus in place for daring to dagger you. As well as Elijah."

Kol stared into his sister's honest eyes.

Freya wasn't done. "And I am so sorry that you lost your magic and I cannot fault you for becoming the way you are after losing it. That blame is not on you but instead on mother. She is the reason for all of this. She was the reason I wasn't there to teach you magic for the first time. The reason you lost your magic and I loathe her for it, but know I am here now brother and I am not going to leave you again. Promise me this brother, we stay together," She promised.

Kol searched Freya's eyes for any hint of deception but found none.

"Okay,0" Kol agreed softly.

"Okay, what?" Freya urged.

"We stay together...always," Kol repeated, adding his own touch to the end.

Freya pulled him into another hug.

When they pulled back, Freya raised her eyebrows at him.

"Now tell me what is going on," Freya ordered.

-End Flashback-

Freya shook off the memory with a sigh and focused back on the page she was reading.

She knew that no matter what happens with their other siblings, she would stand by Kol.

At that moment, Kol appeared or more accurately, teleported, into her room looking like he thought his entire life was ruined.

She looked up at him with raised eyebrows.

Kol jumped onto her bed and laid face down next to her. "She rejected me!" He exclaimed into the bedding, sounding very offended.

'Here we go...' Freya thought, feeling both exasperated and happy that her youngest brother was coming to her because of girl problems.

Was this what it was like to have siblings? It was a very strange feeling indeed...

"What is the matter, brother?" Freya asked, looking down at him.

"She rejected me," He mumbled into the comforter.

It was the same words as before. So very helpful.

Freya sighed, and turned, pulling her legs underneath her. "Who rejected you?" she asked, moving her grimoire to the side.

"Lizzie," Kol muttered, turning over to look up at her. Freya felt her amusement rise as she noticed the pout on his lips.

"Hmm, and why does that upset you?" Freya inquired, keeping her expression neutral.

"No one ever rejects me! I mean, look at me. And yet, the little witch did," Kol said, with an offended tone. He had a frown on his face.

Freya didn't find it surprising that Lizzie would reject him but she would play along for now.

Freya considered her brother, with a contemplative look. "Did she say why?"

"All she said was some nonsense about me not being a relationship guy and that she didn't want to get her heart broken again. Utter nonsense, I tell you," Kol frowned.

"She's not wrong though, brother. You have never been in a serious relationship where you've actually been in love with the person. Besides it sounds like she's been hurt before, so it's not surprising that she wouldn't want risk jumping in bed with you and then start to fall for you, only for you to just be using her for sex and magic," Freya responded to her brother.

Kol rolled his eyes. "Please, sister. I could be a relationship guy if I wanted to, which I don't. Besides, everyone falls for me eventually," He said, arrogantly.

"Leave her alone Kol," Freya ordered, staring sternly at her brother.

Kol sat up abruptly and narrowed his eyes at Freya. "Why would you care?"

Freya sighed, "Because I do. The girls never stop ceasing to amazing me. Both of those two girls have gone through a lot, but even then, they stand together, stronger than ever. They know the dangers, they know that there's a high chance that they probably won't make it out alive. And even with that knowledge, they still are determined to do this," She explained.

And it was true.

Freya found herself caring for the two hybrid twins that somehow were worming their way into her cold heart.

They were extremely passionate and were very stubborn, almost to a fault. And they were strong, even after everything they've gone through in their short lives.

They also weren't oblivious to their faults, which surprised her because for their young age, they were very self-aware.

And they weren't so arrogant to think that they would make it out of this okay,!sure they hoped they would, but they understood and accepted the risks.

Freya was also impressed by their brains. The twins were very cunning and devious.

That put together with their other traits, made a very terrifying and dangerous combination.

Which would have worried Freya if the twins didn't wear their hearts on their sleeves.

They were two very emotional teenagers, and while they could definitely lie and manipulate people easily if they choose to, they wouldn't do it unnecessarily.

Which was also impressive to her.

If Freya had given birth all those years ago, she would have hoped her unborn child would be like these two girls.

Except for the self-sacrificing part they seemed to have.

She would have to work with them on that.

Freya looked at Kol, who seemed to have frozen.

"Kol?" Freya muttered, observing her brother who now looked very concerned.

"They could die?" Kol asked. There was something different in his eyes, something that she had never seen before, and Freya was reminded that Kol may be physically and mentally stuck at 19 but he has walked the earth for a thousand years, and sometimes, it really showed.

Freya frowned as she tried to figure out the best approach to use with her homicidal brother.

"Freya," Kol said, warningly.

"They haven't been born yet, brother. And they are messing with things and people that are directly connected to themselves, which could possibly result in them, not being born. And they are planning to fight creatures that the people of their past almost could not defeat," Freya explained, sounding exhausted. "One wrong move could result in their deaths."

Freya had thought over everything the twins had said, over and over, searching for ways to protect them. She may be able to protect them from the future enemies but in the end, there was little she could do against the effects of time travel.

"Lizzie could die," Kol whispered, and pain flashed in his eyes. "She knows it too, doesn't she? And so does her sister. They both know that they could die and they're still doing this. There has to be a way to convince them otherwise, sister."

Kol was staring at Freya through narrowed eyes.

"We can't. I already tried, brother. But it's clear that they won't budge. Which is why I got them to agree to let me help them," Freya said, running a hand over her face. "This will allow me to try and push them off the path of self-destruction they are on."

"There has to be something," Kol's mind was going a mile a minute.

Freya considered Kol with softer eyes than before. "You care about her?" She realized.

"What?" Kol paused, looking confused.

"You care about Lizzie, more than even you know," Freya responded, looking at Kol in a new light.

She had thought that he was just trying to play cat and mouse with Lizzie but now it didn't seem like that.

"No, I don't." Kol denied, shaking his head. "I was just concerned that if they died, we would lose the advantage of knowing the future."

Freya hummed contemplatively.

Kol glared at his sister defensively. "I do not care for the hybrid," He snarled, temper rising.

Freya was quiet for a moment.

"Kol, I want you to answer me this, what attracts you to Lizzie?" Freya questioned, staring at Kol intently.

"I'm not going to answer that, sister," Kol said, crossing his arms like a child.

"You not answering tells me all I need to know," Freya shrugged.

"Fine," Kol growled and Freya smirked, knowing she won.

Freya had a feeling that Kol liked Lizzie for more than just her looks and power but she knew he couldn't see it himself. So she decided to make him.

"I'm attracted to her body. She's extremely hot and would probably be amazing at sex," Kol smirked.

"Hmm, and that is all, brother?" Freya probed. "You don't like anything else?"

Kol rolled his eyes at Freya. "Her hair makes her look like a princess," He cocked his head to the side, as Freya realized he was picturing Lizzie in his head.

"And she looks like an angel when the sun hits her just right. Her eyes sparkle like diamonds when she's excited about something or if she's proven right. And when she's angry, her eyes darken like a raging storm and you can feel her magic rising up in those moments, sometimes like a snake coiled up ready to strike. Other times, it's like a volcano about to erupt and destroy everything in its path."

Freya nodded along with the last part. Lizzie had a really nasty temper.

On the trip back to Mystic Falls, a guy kept hitting on Lizzie at the gas station and wouldn't take no for an answer, which of course resulted in a dead body with a snapped neck.

Freya focused back on Kol and noticed that Kol's eyes were distant as he continued to answer her question.

"She's extremely brave and doesn't shake with fear, even when she is met with someone far more powerful than her. She's witty and sarcastic. Always has a clever remark to say in every situation, even if I don't always understand it. And she doesn't treat me differently, even knowing my reputation."

Freya was staring at her brother, shock flowing through her. She had not been expecting this type of answer.

"She is fiercely protective of her sister and it's clear that she would do anything for her. She's...broken and yet, she stands tall. There's this darkness around her, and within her, but she doesn't let it control her. Instead she controls it, letting it out on her terms. She is not afraid of the darkness like most, instead, she embraces it as who she is. It's hypnotizing, she's hypnotizing, and every time she pushes me away, I want her even more..." Kol trailed off as he realized what he just said.

"What was that about you not caring about her, brother? Because for you to notice all of that in the short time we've known her, you'd have to have been paying very close attention," Freya said, with a smirk on her face.

"Bloody hell," He cursed in realization. Then his eyes snapped to her's. "Tell no one, sister or I will make your life a living hell."

Freya rolled her eyes at the weak threat.

Kol must be really shaken if that was the best he could do.

"Hmm, if you told her what you just told me, there would be a high chance she would give you a chance," Freya suggested.

Kol narrowed his eyes at her. "She will never know, besides any feelings, I may or may not have for her will pass with time."

"Very well, brother. But eventually, Lizzie will meet someone she likes and you have to be willing to let her go," Freya warned.

Kol seemed to pause at those words and Freya noticed a flash of uncertainty went through his eyes.

"That will be easy, sister," Kol declared, but his eyes told a different story.

"I just don't wish to see you hurt, brother and if you completely deny your feelings, it may backfire," Freya said, staring at him in concern. "And I'd rather not see Lizzie hurt as well."

Kol didn't say anything as he stared daggers at the wall.

Freya sighed and decided to let it go for now.

"Just so you are aware, brother. I am getting close to finding where Klaus hid your body, along with any of our other siblings that may be daggered," Freya changed the subject.

Kol head snapped over to look at her. "You've been looking for our coffins, sister?" He asked, in surprise.

"Of course, brother. You can't stay in this astral form forever," Freya said, dryly.

Kol considered his older sister. "How close are you to finding me?" Kol asked.

"I have narrowed down the possible states but it shouldn't be much longer before I pinpoint the exact location," Freya answered.

Kol nodded. "It will be nice to be in my own body, as nice as being able to go wherever I want is."

"Hmm, I don't blame you," Freya muttered as she began flipping through her grimoire.

Kol watched his sister quietly.

"Thank you, sister," Kol whispered. "For being here and not leaving..."

Freya turned her gaze to her younger brother. "I told you this before and I will say it as many times as I need to in order for you to believe it. I'm not leaving you."

"We stay together," Kol repeated the words she said to him, and laid back down, with his eyes closed.

"Always," Freya completed it softly.

Freya looked at him fondly for a moment before returning her gaze to her grimoire.