"Hello?" I try to say, but my mouth won't open. I can't find my voice. There is nothing but silence. No sound of anyone around me. Only my racing heart. 'Where am I…? Why can't I move?' The last thing I can remember… 'What do I remember?' Alaric. '...Who's Alaric? ...Who am I?' My head is pounding like 1,000 screws being drilled into my brain. The question continuously runs through my mind as the images of my life flash before my closed eyes.

"I'm Genevieve."

"I'm Genevieve," someone whispered. The voice was almost so faint that Niklaus could have sworn his mind was playing tricks on him. But he heard it. There was no other voice that could compare. He immediately ran out of his study to their room, where the love of his immortal life lay in a trance. "Genevieve?" His worried eyes fell upon the beautiful girl.
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Her eyes were racing across her closed eyelids, and her body was covered in a layer of sweat. As he grabbed onto her clammy hands his heart broke into tiny little pieces.

She had been like this for months. After word got out of what happened at the Wickery Bridge he searched far and wide for her, and he found her lying in the middle of the woods. He immediately brought her home and put her in bed, but not even their mate bond could tell him what was happening to her.

That one small sentence was the only sign that she was okay. But it didn't calm his worry. "What is wrong with you my little vie? Please wake up," Niklaus mumbled in a shaky voice. It was taking all of his remaining strength to keep himself from breaking out into tears.

After silently watching to see if Genevieve would show anymore signs of consciousness, he let out a defeated sigh, then slowly got into bed beside her. "It's alright my little vie," he whispered with all the worry and affection he felt seeping into his voice. The eyes that she once loved to admire for their deep blue color were now brimming with tears. The spark that once only shined for her was no where to be seen. As he pulled Genevieve's thin frame into his side, wrapping his arm around her waist, tucking her head under his chin, a single tear rolled down his cheek. "I'll be right here waiting for you to wake up."

'Where am I?' I thought as I wandered around.
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I passed through a doorway and immediately recognized it. 'I'm on the Other Side?' My thoughts are immediately answered when the woman I trusted for so long appeared before me. "Hello Genevieve," she smiled at me. The same one I've seen for over a century, as if she hadn't betrayed me, or I didn't kill her. "I am aware that you are not comfortable speaking with me. We are all aware you did not want to do what you did, but it was all necessary. Genevieve," she said then left off. Her smile immediately fell as her eyes became serious. For a moment I could have sworn I saw fear in them, but before I could be sure, it was gone. "There is a great evil approaching. You must prepare yourself."

My eyes widened in shock at the news. Not because of the news itself, but because she was telling me. "Shouldn't you be happy that something is coming?" That made her laugh. Despite the hard glare I was sending her way ,she laughed. "My dear, why should this make me happy?" "You can use it to get rid of us. So why should I trust you?" Esther let out a frustrated sigh then gave me a serious glare. "Genevieve, I am aware of our many differences. But there is something coming. If it is not defeated it will bring back all supernatural creatures from the Other Side." My jaw dropped. The mere thought of all the hundreds of evil beings returning to life was terrifying. Then someone came to mind. 'He's over there. He would come back,' I thought as a deep, hate filled growl rumbled from my throat. "Yes, he is here somewhere, and counting the days until he may see you again."

I really hated the idea of following orders from Esther. But when the stakes were this high did I really have a choice?

Inside the Salvatore Boarding house, Jeremy paced back-and-forth in the living room while Elena and Bonnie sat on the sofa. "It didn't work," he groaned while staring at his arm. Bonnie and Elena both seemed worried, but they still gave words of encouragement. "It took time for Finn's line to die off, remember? It'll work," Bonnie said with a smile. "What if it doesn't?" he asked with genuine worry and concern in his voice. "Where's that Gilbert optimism?" Damon said as he walked in with a smirk. He looked at Jeremy, glanced at me, then immediately walked over to Elena. "Hi," he said with a genuine smile as he pulled her into a hug. They embraced for a reassuring amount of time. "Sorry I missed all the excitement," he said raising his eyebrows then smirking as he let her go. "I'm just happy to see you," she said with a smile.

As they all seemed to calm a small amount, the front door opened and Stefan walked in with a giant rock in his hands. "Looks like I didn't miss much. Got the Silas headstone," he said closing the door. He strode into the living room with a bored face and looked around, but his eyes hovered over Elena and Damon. "We're just waiting for Jeremy's mark to grow," Elena said with a sorry smile. Stefan didn't return it, but set the headstone down on the coffee table. Damon and Elena both seemed to watch with pitying eyes. "Klaus is trapped in our living room," Elena stammered out to break the awkward silence. Bonnie went to her aid, "Temporarily. I drew on the new moon to bind the spell. We've got three days to find that cure-four, max." "If we don't we might as well look up Katherine Pierce and see if she wants some company in hiding, 'cause he will come after us," Jeremy said. "We'll find it," Elena almost snapped, and everyone's eyes went to her. "Now that we've got Rebekah taken care of, all we need is professor Shane, and then we'll have everything we need."

At that, Stefan's eyes shot to the floor then skiddishly moved around the room. "Yeah, I didn't, uh…" he stammered when Elena's eyes landed on him. "I didn't dagger her." Everyone's eyes widened in shock. "What? Why not?" "I didn't need to," I shrugged. "She's on our side." Everyone seemed to be okay on this matter, but Elena's face was filled with skepticism. "On our side? Did you really just say that?" she asked in shock. "Yeah. She handed over the headstone. I mean, she wants to find this cure more than any of us." "Why would you possibly think that we could trust her?" Elena yelled, and then the lights began to flicker in the room.

Everyone's eyes shot around the room, but there was nothing that was visibly wrong. "Bonnie?" Jeremy asked, causing everyone else to look at her as well. "It's not me." "No, it's me," came a familiar voice. Everyone's eyes shot to the doorway where the previously comatose Salvatore sister stood.
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"Gene?" Stefan gasped. She gave him an acknowledging look then set her hard glare on Elena.

"Elena Gilbert," she said with a smirk as she slowly stalked towards the crowd of friends. Everyone was silent and still, and although Damon was ecstatic to see that she was alright, something inside him was screaming to grab Elena and run. "You should watch what you say. Your track record isn't so clean either." Elena's eyes widened in shock that Gene was aware of what had happened. "Yeah, I know what's been going on while I was in a coma. Carol Lockwood, Kol, they're both dead. Correct?" Everyone's eyes both fell to the floor, but Gene's stern eyes darkened. "So basically all you've been doing is destroying more lives, right, Elena?"

Everyone's eyes shot to Gene, but Elena's eyes were hurt. "No, it wasn't my fault." "Everything is your fault," Gene growled out. She quickly vamped in front of Elena, and everyone was struck with fear. 'What's happening?'' Jeremy thought.

"Well, Ms. Gilbert, things are about to change."