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In Rebekah's opinion, believing in fate is a sign of weakness. You have to fight and play the game of life. You can't just let your luck work on its own, you have to cause some opportunities and take them. Fate is an excuse for people who are scared to believe in themselves and that's just something she can't let happen. Rebekah has no choice, she has to believe in herself. She has to believe she's brave enough to kill her brother and strong enough to repress any kind of regrets. If she wants to change things, she needs to forget everything she knows about fate because, if it exists then, it means Rebekah's fate was to kill Klaus from the beginning.

Rebekah glances at Elena and thinks about the situation. She thinks at how close to becoming friends they were thirty years ago and asks herself if she can trust this girl again. They can't be friends, right? It's obvious they can't stand each other and when it's not about revenge, it's about how Rebekah finds Elena annoying. Despite the fact she's a vampire, the brunette stayed exactly the same; a saint. She's probably never killed anyone, which is kind of a miracle but Rebekah doesn't talk about it, she doesn't want to know either. It's better if they keep their secrets for themselves, they don't have to get attached or to be friends. Nonetheless, if Rebekah has to be honest, she'll tell you it's not about that. It's not about becoming friends at all. For the past decades, Rebekah used Elena as a model because the brunette was everything Rebekah dreamt of becoming. She was innocent and human while Rebekah was just, well, her and she just can't take the risk to let Elena know about it.

"It must be hard," Elena says without thinking, stirring her "friend" from her thoughts, "you know, leaving your cozy life to help everyone you hate because we have to kill your brother…"

"No, not really. It's like normal stuff for a vampire," she answers smiling slightly, "but I guess it could be easier. Anyway," she sighs, "are we close from Chicago?"

"Almost. We'll be there in an hour or two."

Silence fills the car again and Rebekah's sick of it. It's like Elena is scared or embarrassed and it's just annoying.

"Did you stay in touch with Bonnie and Caroline? Or even Damon and Stefan?"

"Thirty years is a longtime and some things changed, Rebekah."

"So you didn't," she concludes.

As she parks the car, Rebekah thinks about what she's going to say to Stefan. She has to convince him, that's for sure but there is more than that for her: she has to thank him for everything she has today. Without even knowing it, he made her realize what was really important in life and now, she has it all. All she dreamt of.

She gets out of the car and looks at Elena who seems petrified. "Are you coming or not?" The brunette shakes her head and Rebekah sighs. She walks through the front yard and arrives in front of the door in no time. She knocks and waits.

The door opens and Stefan appears. He seems surprised but starts to laugh. "I can't believe it! Rebekah Mikaelson on my door step!" She can hear the sarcasm but stays silent anyway until he invites her to come in. She's not a fool; he's just curious to know why she's here, that's the only reason why she's in his living room.

"What brings you here?"

"Can I seat?" She asks and he nods. "I came here because we need you. Klaus is back in town and we have to kill him. I know what you're going to tell me and you're right; it's hypocrite of me to ask you that but it'll also be hypocrite of you to say no, don't you think?" He looks at her, tries to see how honest she is, how desperate she is.

"I don't get it, Rebekah. You were living your life, you were far away from all of this and yet, you're the one sitting on my couch, trying to convince me… I don't get it."

"You were right. I should have stayed and fought with you. I should have but I didn't and we both know that we can't change the past. I have regrets, Stefan, and this is the biggest one but today and for the first time in years, we have a chance to change the future and we won't have this opportunity another time."

He stays skeptical, she can see that. It's weird and almost funny to realize that life is just always the same. They are exactly where they were thirty years ago except that the roles are reversed.

"I listened to you, Stefan. I found a family that I love and that's all thanks to you. I know you don't get it but it wasn't just about taking a stand. It was about having something or someone to fight for and now, I have that. I have a husband and a daughter and I won't let Klaus hurt them. But it doesn't mean anything if you're not here to fight him with me. It doesn't mean anything if you don't believe in me the way I believe in you."

He has something different in his eyes, there is no faith anymore, just deception and more. He's sad and she can see that through the way he walks and talks. His shoulders seem to be heavy and maybe they are, it depends on what he did and Rebekah kind of guesses what it is. He stands up and walks to the window, "She's out there, isn't she?"

"She is," she pauses, "why did you let her do that to herself, Stefan?" He doesn't answer, he just turns his face and looks at Rebekah like he's begging her to not ask more about it. "Oh my God, Stefan! You did this to her? Were you crazy or what?!"

"I didn't. Damon did." He fixes himself a drink and sits in front of his guest. "She begged me for weeks but I just couldn't. She had dreams, Rebekah. She wanted so many things, you know, and I promised her I would protect her… But Damon agreed and she disappeared right away. I failed, I didn't protect her enough and now, she's a vampire…"

"You didn't do anything wrong, Stefan. You did what you could and I think it's enough. You can't help someone who pushes you away, you taught me that."

"And I was wrong; if someone pushes you away, you have to try harder."

He looks so vulnerable and sad that Rebekah's heart breaks. She puts her hands on his cheeks and forces him to raise his head. "Stefan, look at me. It's not your fault, it's Klaus'. He destroyed our lives and we let him because he was stronger than us but today, we have each other and that's all that matter, right?" He nods, tears in his eyes. "I won't let you down another time, I swear. When Klaus will be dead, I'll be there for you. I won't give up on you because you never gave up on me."

Their relationship is probably the weirdest of all. They have this bond and they can't explain it, that's just how it is. They were Klaus' puppets and even if they don't want to make any guess, they already know why Klaus is back: he feels lonely and he came to get back what belongs to him.

"For what it's worth, she's the same Elena. I know it sounds absurd but that's the truth."

He smiles, "I'm in."

She gets back to the car and knocks on Elena's window, "Get inside and talk to him. I won't drive with tension in my car, am I clear?"

With hesitation, Elena gets out of the car and walks to the door. Stefan looks at her and there are so many emotions in his eyes.

"I am sorry, Stefan," she cries, "I am so sorry…"

In no time, Stefan takes her in his arms like all his life depends on it. She's here, she's real and that's all that matter. Rebekah looks at them and realizes just how much she misses Adam and Olivia.

The sooner Klaus is dead, the sooner she can get back home.