After spending four hours in the back of a trailer with a very grumpy ripper Stefan, Helen was oh so ready to escape. As soon as the truck had stopped and the tailgate opened she flitted out into the daylight, taking a deep breath of the fresh air while Niklaus talked to Stefan. A moment later another car parked beside the truck and a familiar blonde stepped out, grinning ear to ear. Her eyes widened comically as she took in the sight of Niklaus's sister and, after a second ran and hugged the girl tightly. 'Bekah!' She squealed happily and looked her old friend up and down. 'How are you? I tried to find you but-'
'-Nik had me daggered in a coffin since the 20's' Helen turned to look at Klaus, who was trying his best to look innocent.
'Niklaus.' she raised an eyebrow disapprovingly and he held up his hands in surrender.
'You know I always have a reason, love.' he had taken to calling her love after he heard her opinion on the word 'sweetheart'. She shook her head at him, amused, before turning to survey the town.
'This is a bit of a dump isn't it. It looked better when we lived here, way back when.' she smiled, remembering her life before she had been tangled up with everything.
'Oh, I don't know. It has a certain charm.' Helen jumped as Klaus spoke from beside her, putting an arm around her waist.
'You always did like the fixer-uppers.'
'I know. I liked you.' He smirked at her and she hit his arm, growling.
'So rude. I'll have you know-'
'-That you are the original Helen?' Rebekah cut in, standing on the other side of her, grinning.
'That you are the most beautiful woman alive?' Klaus added, nuzzling into the crook of her neck.
'That you are over a thousand years old?' Rebekah smirked, knowing every possible answer.
'Ok, I get it. I can be a bit conceited.'
'Conceited! You added yourself into the Greek myths, saying that a war was fought over you!' Rebekah replied, bursting out laughing.
'Well, one was. It just doesn't sound as good to say that Henry and Richard were fighting over me, seeing as one had a child who grew to be a tyrant and the other was a hunchback.' Helen sighed in defeat, knowing that none of the Originals would ever let that moment of bad judgement go. Klaus smiled at her obvious discomfort and brought his head up, whispering in her ear. 'Don't let her get to you. You are the most beautiful woman who ever walked the earth.' Helen pushed him away laughing.
'Klaus, you know flattery will get you nowhere with me.' the obvious lie caused Rebekah to snort, and Helen to turn on her.
'Don't even get me started on you Bekah.' She turned back towards the truck and rubbed my hands together looking at the coffins. 'How fun, spending the afternoon unloading coffins with some of my best friends inside. Thank you Niklaus.' He had the good sense to look ashamed at her words, otherwise she may have ripped his heart out then and there.
Stefan was still stood by the truck, watching the scene before him with obvious contempt.
'Actually. I've decided that I should start of my 'befriending' Damon now.' Klaus sighed, grabbing her around the waist from behind and nibbling on her ear. She pushed him away and turned to Stefan for information. 'Where could I find him?' Stefan sighed at her words pointing to a bar and restaurant called The Mystic Grill. She looked at it before turning back to Stefan 'How lovely' the sarcasm in her words was obvious as she sneered at the building. 'I'm guessing he doesn't hang out at the restaurant.' she was met with a grunt of affirmation and nodded, biting her lip. 'Ok then, bye guys. Have fun unloading coffins without attracting attention.' She turned and set off, into the horror of small town grills.