Kaleb didn't know how long it had been. He had been running from disillusion to disillusion, trapped in his own mind for mouth thanks to that fucking Mikaelson witch. He could hear something, bit and pieces.

Kaleb knew Kol Mikaelson was the one possessing him. He knew Davina Claire, the former Harvest girl, was getting close to Kol. He knew that Kol was trying to manipulate her. And lastly, he knew you.

You, and your bright ray of sunshine. You, who wasn't a Mikaelson or a New Orleans witch. You, who got swept into all of this supernatural nonsense by accident.

Snap.

It was sudden. Kaleb blinked his eyes, looking down at the floor. He was back. Finally in control. How? He wasn't sure. He could still feel Kol inside him somewhere, banging to get back in control, just like Kaleb had for the past months...

Like hell was Kaleb letting go of whatever control he had gotten back. He just sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor.