"Lucien's keeping her, what is it?" Nicklaus asked, acting nonchalant but his eyes said otherwise. At this moment, Alinore ran and grabbed Lucien's collar, "Where exactly is she being kept, answers now!" she asked while shaking him.
After getting Camille's whereabouts from Lucien, she vamped speed there, cursing Nicklaus for letting Aurora go at this untimely moment. On the way to the building, the flashes kept coming and going, all the possibilities of Camille's ending were being played in her mind.
"What the hell!" All that's left is Camille's scent in the lift. "What?" Nicklaus said harshly, he was confused but seemed to guessed it.
"Taken, Aurora...," Alinore could only gasped out while trying to contain the flashes in her head. "Where?" "I...I don't know, somewhere isolated..." "Is there something useful you could tell me before I snap your head from your neck?!" Nicklaus interrupted irritably.
With that, Alinore whipped her head around and hissed, "You're not the only one who cares about her. Shut it and let me think!"
The final vision spun around in her head and she finally could make out a story. However it required her to get out of the way or her interference would cause Rebekah's life to be in danger in the future.
"Go find Aurora, dig Rebekah's coordinates out of her mind and THEN go to the church, hurry!" she told Nicklaus the description of the room she saw in her visions and told him to find it himself while she left with more important things to do. "Too much things to do, too little time," Alinore muttered. She went back to the Original house and started making traps, preparing for a battle.
That night, after Nicklaus took Camille away and hid her in a safe house, Marcel got inside information about Rebekah's location and sent it to the Mikaelsons, and the house was under attack by the Strix to rescue Tristan. Alinore was there but there was nothing she could do to help without interfering with fate. She could only stop Freya's bleeding after the battle and keep her best to destroy as many Strix members as she could, in the dark. She learnt from her lesson in the past, do too much and it would create a butterfly effect, resulting in bigger problems.
The next day passed in a blur. Because Alinore left this world for far too long, she was. unaware of the current affairs and danger, after being educated by Freya about the Mikaelson family tree and the recent prophecy, she decided to do a little researching herself while Freya went to seek out a witch to find a way to destroy the Serratura.
"You must be joking!" Alinore woke up from her nap to find Jackson carrying Freya, bridal-style, to the family sofa. Everything seems to not be working for this damned family. "She got jumped, by 3 men dressed a yippies, she needs your blood." Jackson said to Hayley. "No, mine's better," Alinore said as she ripped her wrist and pushed to gaping wound towards Freya's mouth. Freya drank like her life depended on it. "They took it, the Serratura," Freya gasped as soon as she got her energy back. "Great, we can just go and ask Tristan like really, really nicely for it." Hayley said while the rest played around with a few more ideas.
"Well, I'm afraid we have a far more urgent problem," interrupted Elijah, who just walked in. "Well to be fair, I am the the prettiest urgent problem you have ever seen." proclaimed Rebekah, who followed in.