Gabriel stands staring at the tombstone eerily still as he reads over the engraved words over and over. 

DAVINA CLAIRE 

DAUGHTER, FRIEND, AND SISTER. 

FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS. 

Gabriel almost hesitantly places his hand on the stone and traces the letters. "I'm so sorry little witch. If I wasn't in so much denial maybe I could have saved you. It's my fault... and I will hold that blame for the rest of my eternal life. You will be in your mom and I's hearts until the end of time. We will make sure that Lizzie knows who you are and how much of an amazing big sister you were... No words that have yet been created are good enough to describe you, Davina." Gabriel leans forward and rests his forehead on the stone. 

"Gabriel." Kol hesitantly greets from behind him.

Gabriel takes a moment to compose himself but blankly faces his little brother. "Kol." 

"I'm sorry Gabriel." He whispers as he looks toward the ground. "You must understand that I never wanted to hurt her." 

"I know." Gabriel sighs tiredly.

"Punch me, beat me, kill me. I know you want to." Kol demands with slight anger. Annoyed by his brothers calm approach. "I am no longer a child, you don't need to put on a facade for my sake. 

"When I found out it was really me who killed Marie I was inconsolable. I hated myself." Gabriel whispers but he knows his brother can hear him. "I still to this day do. The ancestors have already done to me once what they've done to you now. If anyone understands it's me, Kol. They took one of my soulmates away from me. But at the end of the day it was my hands with her blood on them. It's not something that will ever leave me." 

Kol is silent for a moment. "Does it ever stop hurting? It feels like I can barely breathe with out being in pain. It feels so unreal." 

Gabriel takes a few steps toward the exit but stops, still not facing his brother. "That pain will never go away, but you will learn to live with it." And he leaves. 

Gabriel pauses in the doorway of his kitchen with a frown adorning his face as he watches Caroline scrub the floors mumbling to herself. "Care?" 

"Has anyone ever scrubbed these floors?" She questions not bothering to look at him as she squints her eyes at the floor. " I swear they are filthy." 

"Once a month." Gabriel softly replies. 

Caroline snaps her head toward him with an expression of disbelief. "Once a month! Gabriel that is disgusting. What about when Lizzie starts crawling everywhere and sticking everything in her mouth, she could get sick." 

Gabriel kneels down next to her form and pries the wet rag she had been abusing out of her hands. Caroline watches his actions but eventually huffs and leans against the kitchen cabinets. "Will you tell me what is actually bothering you?" 

Tears gather in her eyes and she harshly wipes them away. "Today is Cami's funeral. I feel like a horrible person not attending but I cannot see any of them right now without bursting into tears. Our daughter's funeral was this morning and I couldn't even leave the bed, Gabriel."

 Gabriel tucks a strand of hair behind her ear as his eyes soften. "People grieve in different ways."

She squeezes her eyes shut and takes in a deep breath. "When my mom died.. I shut it all off. I can't do that. I don't want to do that. I have to be here for Lizzie because even though she is way too young to understand I know she feels her absence or at least feels that something is wrong. Not only that but I don't want to shut it off. I want to grieve my daughter properly because she deserves it. But every time I close my eyes I hear her screaming Gabriel. She was calling out to us for help and I-I couldn't do anything."

Gabriel's own eyes close as he hears her words and his shoulders drop. 

"How many more people are we going to lose, Gabriel?" Her voice cracks with her question. 

He pulls her, sliding her body across the now squeaky clean floors and engulfs her in his arms as she begins to cry. Gabriel lays his head against the back of her own. "I'm so sorry, Care. I'm so sorry." 

Bonnie watches them from the entryway with a frown on her face as she struggles to hold tears of her own. She had grown fond of the little harvest witch in her time in New Orleans. Truth be told, only known to Gabriel, at the time of the witches death she was hidden away in the church tower working on something for the tribrid. Davina had lied to Gabriel that day when she told him that Bonnie was busy working on a spell for Kol. And that ultimately ended in her demise. 

"Where are you going?" Bonnie questions the man skeptically as he pauses at the door. Both Caroline and Lizzie were in a deep sleep. Both females having a particularly hard day. 

"Niklaus messaged me telling me to meet him at the bridge." Gabriel tells her honestly, finding no use in lying to her. Frankly, he considered her a friend. 

"After everything they've done to you?" Bonnie questions in plain disbelief. "Gabriel they killed your daughter!" 

Gabriel slams his hand on the table that was near the door, making the Bennett slightly jump in surprise. He slams his eyes shut in frustration. "I apologize. You don't need to remind me of my daughters death or the role my family played in it, Bonnie." 

Bonnie stares at the man with sympathetic eyes. 

"I-I will never forget the part they played in her death. I will never not hear my wife's sobs over the phone when you first told me. I will never forget seeing her gravestone for the first time. Klaus did not play a part in her death nor did Rebekah, Hayley, or even Kol in my eyes. Rest assured those apart of it will live to regret it." 

"Freya and Elijah." Bonnie breathes out in surprise at his tone. 

"They stopped being my siblings the moment they let my daughter die. And I will never let them forget it." He promises more to himself than to her. "Now I have to go, I will be back. All I need from you is your word that our plan will work and I can do what I need to do." His eyes plead with her own. 

"It will work." She raises her chin confidently. 

He nods and leaves the home with out another word. Heading toward the bridge he's not sure what to expect. The text only read to meet there urgently. 

"I only mean to keep you from crossing a line you would most certainly regret." He hears as he stops between his brother's and Marcel. 

"What the bloody hell is going on?" Gabriel questions as he attempts to analyze the situation. Marcel held tears in his eyes and both of his brothers held defensive stances. 

"Thanks for joining the reunion, Gabriel. No, you meant to keep your precious upper hand. Don't you get it? Whatever I have to do, Klaus I will find a way to hurt you. You will never be safe, not as long as I am alive. You can call me family all you want, I am done being your friend." Marcel speeds past Gabriel's form and grabs Klaus who is stunned by the shoulders.  "From this day forward, I am nothing less than your worst..." 

Gabriel's face pales as he stumbles back, mouth agape. 

He's unable to move as the man's body flops over the short railings and into the river. It felt like slow motion watching him disappear from his line of sight he didn't even register his own scream. He feels nauseous as he watches the heart slowly fall from Elijah's hand. 

His brother screams follow his own as he races to the edge of the bridge to watch him fall. "No!"

Gabriel looks down at his shaking hands trying to gain his barings. 

"Marcellus, have you finished your readings?" Gabriel questions as he notices the little boy running around the compound. "I believe it is almost time to end the day." 

Marcellus looks down toward the ground sheepishly. "I-I kept getting stuck, sir. The maid laughed at me and I didn't want to continue." 

Gabriel lifts his chin, forcing him to look his way. "Marcellus, people only laugh because they think they are above you. The only thing you can do is focus on yourself. Before they even know it you're going to be a scholar and they won't even remember a time when you were any less. I promise you they will do anything but laugh then."

The little boy narrows his eyes as a glint of determination crosses his face. "I will go finish all of my readings right this second, sir!" 

Gabriel watches him race down the hallway and shakes his head with a smirk. "I believe in you, Marcellus."

"The current took him." Klaus numbly states. 

Gabriel looks up from his hands not realizing some time had passed. 

"You killed him." The words tumbled from his mouth before he could stop himself. 

Elijah shakes his head having the nerve to look horrified. "I saw Freya's vision." 

"What did you do. I could've talked him down." Klaus argues heartbrokenly. 

"You could've what? You could've watched our family's extinction at the hands of Marcel Gerard." Elijah cuts him off. 

"He was our family!" Gabriel yells as he throws his brother across the bridge. Elijah roughly lands and narrows his eyes at his oldest brother but you could see the pain in his eyes. "He was a part of this family. Just like Davina, my daughter! Or have you already forgotten that her blood is on your hands as well, Elijah?" 

"He despised us. Yes, he was our friend. Yes, he was our family. The moment Davina Claire was lost, he became our foe, and a formidable one at that. He was the leader of the Strix, entrusted with all our secrets and then, we betrayed him. I had no choice. I know Davina was your daughter, Gabriel, but there was no other choice. Lucien would have killed us." He tries to defend himself to both of his brothers. 

"Do you really believe that?" Klaus mutters to him as he swiftly exits the bridge leaving the two other brothers staring at each other. 

"If it were up to me, I would have let you all burn, I would have let the world burn to save her. You could have channelled me, channelled yourself, channelled Klaus, even Kol to cast the spell on Lucien. If it needed all four of us that should have been the first solution you took. Instead you sacrificed my daughter to a pain you couldn't even fathom because you have never been enough Elijah. Never smart enough, never strong enough, never fast enough. Just always a little less than enough" 

"Broth-" Elijah starts his expression pained.

"Do not call me that!" Gabriel roars in rage. "I am not your brother. The second you killed my daughter you become absolutely nothing to me. I will help end this prophecy for Hope's sake and then I am gone. I want nothing to do with any of you." 

Gabriel rips his brothers heart from his chest enjoying the shock and pain that crosses his features. "This is but a small fraction of the pain you subjected my daughter to." He carelessly throws the heart to the side, allowing Elijah's body to brutally hit the ground as he walks away without a glance back. 

Gabriel takes a seat on Davina's bed feeling completely defeated. He sighs as he rubs his eyes trying to wipe away some of the tired but he knows it's no use. He grabs the photo frame from her nightstand and stares at it solemnly. It was a picture of her, Lizzie, and Caroline. 

He remembers getting scolded by both women because he didn't take the picture at the correct angle the first fifteen times. He pulls his phone from his pocket when it alerts him he has a message. 

Kol

It is done. 

Gabriel silently laughs as he holds the phone against his head and tears flow down his cheeks. 

"Oh, little witch." He whispers under his breath. "I never doubted you for a moment." 

"Gabriel?" Caroline worriedly questions the man, it was well past midnight and she had heard him come in but knew he came in here instead. She wasn't sure when he had left due to falling asleep earlier but she could tell something had happened. "What happened?" 

He meets her eyes and tearfully smiles. "Davina just broke the connection between the land of the living and the ancestors." 

Tears spring to her eyes at the mention of the girl. "Did you doubt her?" 

"Not for a second." He chokes. 

She takes a step forward in concern. "Gabriel... Did something else happen?" 

Gabriel takes a deep breath feeling his heart just fall further and further. 

"Marcellus is dead."