*flashback*

Klaus woke up to a man standing over him. He looks around, trying to get his bearings.

The man slaps him, "Hey! Remember me? Remember how you tortured me?"

Klaus smirks, "You have to be more specific, mate. I tortured a lot of losers like you."

He stabs him in the chest with a stake, "Maybe you remember your little experiment. I was a werewolf when you found me. Then I was dead."

Klaus frowns, "Ray. My first failed hybrid."

Ray pours a vervain filled bucket over his head, "Good. Now look at me. I have waited for this moment for a long time."

Klaus winces, but makes no noise. He had to get out of there. He yanked on the rope and pulls it apart. He jumps up and Ray stumbles backwards, confused.

Klaus slowly walks towards him, "Amateur. Everyone knows to use vervain on the ropes or at least something stronger. Now I have to get going."

He thrusts his hand into Ray's chest, "You won't be needing this anymore."

He yanks out the heart and drops it to the ground. He speeds out and towards the Grill. He notices a shadow lurking around the building and had to resist killing it. He knew that Quinn would need a hunter's help.


Klaus finishes the story with, "And here I am."

Damon, who was standing behind the bar pouring drinks, smiles, "Never thought I would say this to you, but I'm glad you are alive."

Quinn takes her drink and gulps it down, "So we survived round one with bumps and bruises. Now what?"

Rachel sits next to her and slowly sips her own drink, "We keep trying to figure out how to stop round two."

Santana rolls her eyes, "That's your plan? I have all this power and all you want to do is sit around and do the same thing that has gotten you nowhere. We need to take action."

Quinn frowns, "We can't take action against something we don't know."

Klaus shrugs, "Maybe we should. Until we have the answers to how to get the veil back. We can't sit around."

Stefan leans forward, "So what are you saying we do?"

Klaus takes a drink, "I say we split up and stop any danger that we find."

Rachel shakes her head, "And how is that going to solve our problem?"

Quinn smiles, "In our down time we will do research."

Damon smirks, "Why don't we go home and sleep for tonight and plan our strategy tomorrow."


Quinn stays back waiting for Klaus. She pretends to straighten up the bar area. All she could think about was the danger that they were in. She had almost died and so had Klaus and they weren't even close to the finish line. After being turned into a vampire she had realized how short life really was and she didn't want to hide from it anymore. Especially with danger lurking just around the corner.

"You know you don't have to do that, love."

Quinn turns around, startled, "Do what?"

Klaus laughs, "Clean the bar. I don't think anyone will notice with the rest of the mess."

Quinn laughs, nervously, "Oh, right." She wipes her hands on her pants, "So I wanted to thank you for, uh, helping with that vampire."

Klaus smiles, "No problem, but I didn't really do much. Just noticed he was out there."

Quinn sits down, "Yeah, I guess. So I was just thinking that we are living in a crazy world and life is short… This is ridiculous. I like you."

Klaus laughs, "I like you, too. The first time that I saw you it was like nothing else mattered anymore. I just wish it had been under different circumstances."

Quinn grabs his hand, "Maybe we should accept the circumstances and just live."

Klaus grins and pulls her closer, "Are you sure about that?"

Quinn just smiles and pulls his face to hers. She kisses him tenderly. He deepens the kiss and pushes her against the bar. She pulls back to hop up onto the bar and pulls him with her. He kisses her more fervently and lays her back. She moans as he kisses her neck and touches her. She takes off his shirt and rubs her hands up and down his chest. He yanks off her shirt and they fall back onto the bar as the revel in the skin to skin contact.


Rachel opens the front door to the Boarding house and pours herself a drink. She walks back to the couch and sits on Damon's lap. He kisses her neck and they both sigh.

She leans back into him, "I don't know how much longer I can handle this. It is barely day one and we have already almost lost 3 people."

Damon grabs her hand, "We will survive this. Santana is more powerful than ever and Quinn now knows what she is up against. All of us, together and fighting, are going to win because we have more determination. And because I have you."

Rachel smiles, "I love you. I wouldn't know how to survive this without you."

Damon kisses her lips, "Let's go to bed. We are going to have a long day tomorrow."

Rachel nods, "I say we make the most of tonight."

Damon grins and stands up with her in his arms. She squeals as he races up the stairs and to his room where he lays her gently on his bed.


Santana sits in her room looking over the Grimoires. She had to find the solution. She missed Brittany and all the other losers she considered friends. She was glad that Quinn was alive, but she didn't want this life for herself. She wanted a normal life with the girl she loved. She yawned as all the words on the pages started to blur. She set the book aside and curled up under her blanket. She wished Britt was next to her, holding her. It was so hard to be so far away. Her last thoughts were of Lima as she fell asleep.