Nefarious Presumption

Over the nights Torsten had finally relented in taking Klaus' blood to cure the poison inside of his body. But now it seemed he was tasked with something much more difficult. Torsten sighed as he waited in the store room of Sophie's bar. His arms crossed as his eyes gazed to the side watching her enter the room and he appeared behind her, his hands resting on either side of her on the bench top. It caused her to jump turning around, her breathing erratic and her eyes wild as she soon calmed upon seeing Torsten and a small smile quivered at her lips. "I haven't seen you around lately Torsten." Sophie muttered with a small frown and Torsten chuckled shrugging.

"Oh I know my sweet Sophie but darling while I would love to catch up out of business hours please my brother has requested an audience with you. If I may?" Torsten held up his hand and Sophie frowned taking his hand in hers as he picked her up appearing in the living room of the Mikaelson home. He then placed her softly on the couch seat and Klaus stormed up to them.

"We had a deal you protect my unborn child, I dismantle Marcel's army." Klaus shouted but Torsten tiredly sighed rubbing his eyes. "And whilst I've been busy fulfilling my part of the bargain you allow Hayley to be attacked and nearly killed my a gang of lunatic witches." Klaus scolded her.

"I had nothing to do with it I swear. Hayley and I are linked remember? She dies I die." Sophie exclaimed.

"Then who were they?" Rebekah snapped demandingly.

"They're a faction of extremist witches, Sabine stupidly told them about a vision." Sophie shrieked. Torsten's gaze then snapped to her curious as he remembered the translation of what Hayley was trying to figure out the other night.

"What kind of vision?" Klaus inquired curiously.

"She has then all the time they're totally open to interpretation." Sophie muttered as is Sabine was a crack on the sideway.

"Now come on love, this could be very important in the love run. If you would?" Torsten asked with a small smile as he sat on the coffee table in front of Sophie. "Just humour us." Torsten encouraged her making her sigh meeting Torsten's gaze.

"Fine, it was basically that your baby would bring death to all witches." Sophie informed Klaus with a frown.

"Oh well I grow fonder of this child by the second." Klaus smiled pleasantly.

"Look Sophie I promised Elijah I would protect the Mikaelson miracle baby whilst he tries to win your witch Davina's loyalty. Why don't you tell me just how extreme this faction is?" Rebekah inquired her eyes wide as she sat down.

"Elijah is talking to Davina?" Sophie asked as a smile crept onto her face and Torsten clicked his fingers in front of her.

"Keep on track here Sophie, we need an answer to know how many arrows I'm going to have to get shot with. Can't have all my good clothes gone. You know my favourite jacket was ruined last night." Torsten pointed out with a frown.

"Get over it Torsten." Rebekah sighed.

"You got me curious. DO tell." Klaus urged her.

"I wasn't always an advocate for the witches." Sophie began to explain as she began to tell a tale of her partying life. "My sister was devoted like our parents and our upbringing was very strict. Which drove me nuts so when I turned 21 I left the quarter to travel and play but I wanted to be a chef so I came back to Roussos." She then went to say Jane-Anne told her the elders were moving forward with a Harvest.

"What the bloody hell is a harvest?" Rebekah inquired confused.

"Sacrifice to the ancestors. It's like you and I weren't even in the same city when we lives in New Orleans." Torsten dryly commented rolling his eyes.