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Stefan awoke sitting in a wooden chair. His hands were rubbed raw by the rope that burned at his wrists. He looked around the room, confused. It seemed like he was in a large empty storeroom. The chair was the only piece of furniture that he could see. The harsh fluorescent light bounced off the grey concrete and made his eyes hurt. Stefan's head snapped up when he heard a door open and close in the distance. Heeled feet drew closer and closer until he was face to face with Elena. Her face contorted into a horrific smile and her imaged changed and Damon was standing in front of him.

"Damon?" Stefan asked as Damon shook his head and transformed again into Caroline smiled and then quickly changed to Lexi.

"Guess again." Lexi's voice gave him chills. She ran her hand along the back of his shoulders.

"Silas." He said through gritted teeth. The voice laughed; A light laugh. It was a woman's voice.

"Nope." She giggled and came around to the front of him. A head of red curls bounced around a small beautiful face. Silas isn't the only one that can do that little trick. "She touched the tip of her index finger to the tip of his nose.

"Otto? What are you…" He didn't get to finish his sentence before she dug her hand deep into his chest and grazed his heart. He cried out in pain as she retracted her hand and laughed covering her mouth with her bloodied hand. He groaned as his wounds started to heal. She held one finger to her mouth and make a shushing sound.

Stefan bolted up in bed and breathing heavily. He was hot from the sweat sticking to his skin. He heard a voice coming from outside the hall. He concentrated closely and realized that it was Elena muttering under her breath.

"Stuck up, Self-important, know it all." She walked into her and Damon's room and Stefan stopped listening falling back onto his bed. He closed his eyes and wrestled with sleep.

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Otto tossed and turned. Rolling over and dozing off thinking about her talk with Elena. Her eyes fluttered open when she heard the knock at her door. She rolled over and slipped silently over to the door. She looked through the peep hole and saw Stefan standing in the hallway. She hesitated looking down at her night gown. She shook her head. Sometimes she had a hard time shaking the old rules of respectability off. She opened the door and stared at Stefan wearing a pair of men's pajama bottoms with a grey t-shirt

"Yes?" She asked as he stared at her with his hands in his pockets.

"Couldn't Sleep." He said shrugging and smiling at her. She ushered him in and shut the door. She walked over to her bed and got under the covers and sat against the headboard. She tapped her hand on the edge of the bed.

"If I fall asleep during this late night visit you have to escort yourself out." She settled in as he took a seat next to her. She stared at him and he stared at her; not saying anything.

"Are you nervous about finding Silas?" Stefan asked her. She looked at him and realized how much she wanted to tell him. She just wanted to tell somebody. She wouldn't of course but she dearly wished she could tell this sincere if a little too trusting boy.

"Why would I be?" He asked him smoothing the blankets around her and turning away from him. He took her face in his hands and turned her face back to him. His eyes delved deeply into hers.

"You have to trust someone." He leaned in and Otto's breath hitched as she stiffened. Her cheek brushed his as he whispered in her ear.

"You will never belong to anybody except for me." Stefan's voice changed and did not belong to him anymore. "You cannot have him. You are, and always will be mine; my beautiful Ottavia." He chuckled a dark laugh that Otto realized all too well.

Her eyes flew open. She looked at the end of her bed but Stefan wasn't there.

Was it a dream or could Silas know she was coming?

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Stefan leaned against the truck as Otto came out of the hotel followed by Damon and Elena. Otto looked up at Stefan with a blank look on her face. Her eyelids drooped as if she hadn't slept. When he met her gaze she crossed her eyes and stuck out her tongue out. She was wearing her grey pea coat and had had knitted gloves on; and of course her combat boots under some straight leg jeans. As they got closer he saw that Elena was staring at the back of Otto's head almost glaring her to go away. Stefan wondered what had happened last night for Elena to be so upset with her.

"So we will walk up to the train station and we will take that to the area around Clark." Otto said pointing one end of the street.

"Public transportation." Damon said almost like a curse and Otto laughed. The followed her down the street and walked a ways. They walked in silence. It was a little awkward but the city was moving so fast that they slipped in and out of people. They planned their next step according to those around them. Cars zipped by and nobody seemed to pay attention to the traffic signals. People walked when they weren't supposed to and cars honked and almost hit people. Otto weaved her way in and out of people like she was born to be here. She moved around easily like she could breath the city.

Elena was having a hard time moving through the crowd. Not only was she used to a slow pace small town but she didn't realize how cold it would be. She had on a light jacket and kept holding it closer to her. Otto seemed to noticed and headed toward a store across a street as they followed her a car slammed on its brakes and honked even though they were in a cross walk.

"Have a wonderful day!" Otto smiled genuinely and waved at the man as he flipped her off. She lead them into a boutique. Stefan and Damon walked in uncomfortably as Otto took Elena to the back. Stefan and Damon stepped back outside after telling the girls. They sat in the front of the store on a bench and Stefan realized just how cold it was. The wind whistled by people as they pulled their collars up around them. It was a bitter cold that made you freeze down to the bone.

" What have you guys been doing for the last year?" Stefan asked Damon leaning back on the bench.

"Italy." Damon said shortly. It seemed he didn't want to get into it.

"Did Elena like that?" He asked wondering why Damon was being so elusive.

"It was Italy Stefan. Of course she liked it." He said.

"Okay" Stefan said and they sat.

The girls came out of the store. Elena was now wearing a purple trench coat with flared cuffs and a white beanie with a pompom on the top. She smiled and spun around. Otto laughed.

"You don't really know how flicking cold it is in Chicago until you get here. It's like the seventh circle of hell cold." After she said this and smiled at Elena and walked down the sidewalk. Elena smiled at Damon and took him hand. He reached up and smacked the poof on the top of her head.

"Like that?" She asked him. They all walked after her and Stefan caught up to Otto. They walked until they got to the train station and they all bought seven day CTA cards and went through the turnstiles and were at a stop called Monroe. Otto swung onto the train as soon as the doors opened and dinged. People flooded out and people pushed against them to get on. Stefan got on and saw Otto holding onto a pole and standing next to a tall business man who was talking on his Bluetooth. The doors shut and an automated voice came from overhead.

"Thank you for riding the redline." The train started to move. Damon and Elena were on one side of the train and Stefan and Otto were on the other. About five minutes into the ride Otto gave out a yelp. Stefan looked over to see a little girl standing on one of the seats who had a lock of Otto's hair. She was tugging it and then letting it go to watch it bounce up. Otto turned around and smiled at the little girl. She looked like she was five or six. She had dark skin and dark hair. She looked like she was from India. Her mother was as dark as she was and looked horrified at her daughter.

"Kumari!" She reprimanded the girl who looked sheepishly at Otto and sat down as her mother yelled at her in another language. The girl looked up at Otto.

"I am very sorry miss." She looked like she was about to cry. Otto bent down and looked at the little girl.

"Your name means princess in India. That must mean that you are a princess." Otto smiles as the girl's eyes lit up.

"Are you a princess too?" she asked Otto

"No, actually I am Prince Charming's body guard." She laughed. The girls eyes went wide.

"You know Prince charming!?" She asked amazed.

"Yeah", she pointed to Stefan "He is right there. The girl looked up at Stefan who waved to the little girl who turned to Otto embarrassed.

"He is handsome." She whispered to Otto.

"Yes he is and he travels all over to look for the most beautiful princesses." She turned her head at the little girl. "You are definitely a beautiful princess, but I think there is something missing." She put her finger on her mouth like she was thinking. It reminded Stefan of his dream and gave him a shiver. He realized that they had passed a couple stops and people were getting on and staring at them.

"Can I borrow your scarf?" She asked the mom. The mom hesitated but removed her scarf and gave it to Otto. Otto placed the scarf over her left hand. Waved her right hand over the scarf and snapped her fingers. She held that hand out to the girl and motioned for her to take the scarf off. The girl reached out and pulled the scarf off. Underneath there was a silver tiara with crystals. Stefan was impressed and the mother smiled at the magic trick. Stefan smiled because it really was magic. The girl looked at Otto her eyes as big as saucers. Otto picked the tiara up and secured it on the girls head. The girl clapped her hands and covered her face before jumping up and hugging Otto.

"We are coming up on North and Clyborn." The automated conductor called out. The mom told the girl that this was their stop. The mom hugged Otto and thanked her and walked toward the door. The girl smiled at Otto and Stefan kneeled in front of her. He kissed her hand.

"You are one of the most beautiful princesses that I have found." Stefan said to her. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.

"That pretty haired lady is really a princess. She is just pretending not to be." She told him nodding seriously.

"I'll keep that in mind. Goodbye Princess Kumari." He said standing up. Then something happened that would make him smile for days. Everyone that the little girl passes bowed or curtsied and said 'Princess Kumari '. When the train took off again Stefan looked at Otto.

"That was very sweet Eight." He said smiling as she wrinkled her nose.

"You're just lucky you can pass for Prince Charming or we would have been screwed. I think it's the hair." She said Swaying as the train came to a stop. " And stop calling me Eight." But she smiled as she turned away from him.

They rode until a stop the came over the speakers called Bellmont. Otto waved at them to get off. They all stood by the door and slipped off walking down the platform and following Otto. They walked along the streets as they all pointed things out to Elena. This would be the first time in the city of Chicago. They laughed and joked when suddenly Otto stopped in front of a breakfast joint called 'Anne Sather's. She walked in as Stefan Damon and Elena looked at each other and shrugged. They were seated and all looked at menus.

"The cinnamon rolls here are to die for." Otto said. A woman came over looking irritated and exhausted. The shop was busy but Stefan's eyes went wide as she came over to their table.

"Welcome to Anne Sather's. My name is Ashley I will be your server today" She said dully. "What can I get you folks today."

"Ashley?" Damon asked as the girls head shot up. Horror swept over her face and she narrowed her eyes at Elena.

"Lovely, another doppelganger" Otto said casually. "I would like a cinnamon roll dearest Katerina. Also you can join us for a cup of coffee." It wasn't a question it was an order. Katharine went and got all of them cinnamon rolls and coffee before pulling up a chair and sipping the hot liquid from her own mug.

"If we could make this short that would be great." She tucked her hair behind her ears. " I don't have all the time in the world."