"So, how are you feeling, Mom?" Rebecca asked as she helped Gwen get ready for her Halloween wedding. "Nervous?"

Gwen burst out laughing. "Are you serious? What sort of question is that?"

"Well, most people are when they marry," Rebecca replied. "I know I would be."

"Is that why you're avoiding it?" Gwen asked as Rebecca straightened her hat that went with her witch costume. "And I can't breathe! Just how tightly did you do up the corset for this dress?"

"A normal amount!" Rebecca replied impatiently. "I told you we should have gone up another size!"

"We didn't have to!" Gwen replied. "This is the size I am!"

Rebecca rolled her eyes. She'd already spent the morning listening to Robbie complain about his tux, and she finally just let him go home. She was nearly at the end of her rope. When Mikael poked his head in, she breathed in relief. "Gwendolyn?" He asked. "You look lovely! I could stare at you forever."

"Go ahead!" Rebecca replied. "I need some air!" She darted out of the room, leaving Gwen and Mikael alone.

"She seems high strung again," Mikael said as he took Gwen in his arms. "Maybe arranging all this was too much for her."

"Oh, I never know with that girl," Gwen replied, giving Mikael a kiss, then moaning his has hands went down her body. It was then that she decided to stop him. "And speaking of children, did you see Elijah arrive with Selina and the cake? They make a very nicely turned out couple."

"I bet Elijah didn't even dress up," Mikael replied, letting her go.

"Well, you'd be wrong in this case," Gwen told him. "He looks like a gangster. And Selina is a flapper."

"Good," Mikael replied. "And Kol and Margot are dressed up too."

Just then, there was a knock on the door and Amy poked her head in.

"Problem with King?" Gwen asked, turning.

"Not really," Amy replied as Mikael came to open the door the rest of the way so Amy could enter. "He just wanted to see you."

When Mikael saw King's kitten costume, he groaned. "Damn it, Gwendolyn! Why?!"

"I told you he wasn't going to be a dragon," Gwen replied as she took King from Amy, who'd been invited to keep Rebecca company, and to watch King while Rebecca tended to Gwen. She smiled. "And besides, he likes it!"

Mikael rolled his eyes and pulled the cape of his Dracula costume aside to expose the suit. "You haven't told me how I look, Gwendolyn."

Gwen looked him over. "Wonderful," she said. "Very handsome. And frightening. Just like I told you this morning."

"Well, it doesn't hurt me to hear it again," Mikael replied and gave her a kiss. "I'll be on my way now," he said. "Lots of people to greet, that sort of thing."

"All right," Gwen replied. "See you later!" She cuddled King for a little while, and then gave him back to Amy.

"I'll take him back amongst the people," Amy replied. "They really love him and I'm amazed he hasn't been overwhelmed yet."

"Well, he's our child, so he's made of very tough stuff," Mikael replied. "I wouldn't expect anything else."

"Well, I'm gonna go," Amy said. "See you in a bit!" She left and took King back into the crowd, bringing him up to Elijah and Selina, who was dealing with the cake, instructing some people to put it in the fridge.

"Your father didn't believe you dressed up," she told Elijah.

Elijah straightened his pinstripe jacket and fiddled around with his fedora. "I wasn't planning on it," he admitted.

"But aren't you glad you let me convince you?" Selina asked as she pulled out a knife for the cake and admired the glint on it.

"That's just for the cake, right?" Said a voice, and she looked up, as a blonde who was also dressed as a flapper approached the table. "Anna!" She cried, coming around to hug Elijah's voluptuous blonde sister. "You smell nice," she observed. "Is that a new perfume?"

"It's called 'Forbidden Romance' or something like that," Anna replied. "Now, let me have a look at your costume."

Selina gave a twirl and Anna smiled at the sparkly silver dress covered with fringe that reached just above Selina's knees. "That brings back a lot of memories," Anna said. "And you went blonde too!"

"I did," Selina nodded and patted her hair. "It's only a wig, though."

"Am I gonna have to separate you two so there won't be any shenanigans?" Elijah asked.

"Relax, brother," Anna told him. "I know how to behave at a wedding. I'm not completely uncouth."

"Well, you can understand why I'm concerned, can't you?" Elijah replied.

"Of course," Anna said. "What do you think I am, an idiot? But you have nothing to worry about!"

"I better not!" Elijah scowled.

"Don't mind him," Selina told her. "He got turned into a werewolf recently and it's made him a bit testy."

"Are you serious?" Anna gasped. "How did that happen?"

"Klaus' father kidnapped him and turned him as revenge against Mikael," Selina replied. "So...are you here with anyone?"

"I was gonna come with my girlfriend," Anna replied. "But we broke up yesterday, so here I am, alone."

"I'm really sorry!" Selina replied. "That's a bummer."

"Yeah," Anna grinned and took Selina's hand. "Shame you're not available. We had some good times, didn't we?"

"Uh-huh," Selina nodded. "We did." They stood in silence a minute before Anna said, "I'm gonna go get a drink now."

"All right," Selina replied. "Good luck with that."

Anna left and Selina turned back to Elijah, whose eyes were closed tight, his muscles tensed up. "Are you okay?" She asked. "Is something wrong? Suppressing your urges again?"

"Yes," Elijah nodded. "Is it that obvious?"

"Well, the wedding hasn't started yet," Selina pointed out. "So if you wanted, you and I could find a closet and-"

"No!" Elijah cut her off brutally. "We don't need to do that! It's not necessary! And I wish you could think of other ways to solve problems besides sex!"

"It was just a suggestion," Selina replied with a frown. "I don't see why you need to make such a big deal about it. But fine. You can drink yourself sick for all I care!"

"Fine," Elijah shouted at her retreating back. "Maybe I will!"

They stayed away from each other for the rest of the wedding, with Selina sitting next to Anna during Gwen and Mikael's vows while Elijah glowered at her across the aisle.

Gwen and Mikael looked surprisingly in love, and she held little kitty King in a carrier slung over her shoulder.

When they kissed, Selina grinned at Elijah's shudder. He was the first one out of his seat when it was all over, and with wine glass in hand, filled it over and over.

"Do you think we should tell him to stop drinking?" Amy asked, looking worried. "He could hurt himself or something."

"Oh, just let him do it," Selina replied. "If he wants to, nothing will stop him."

Anna smiled, holding up a camera she'd pulled out of her purse. "Plus, I want to see if he does something wacky that can be immortalized for all of time."

Finally, it was one of the caterer's assistants that tried to curb Elijah's drinking, but as she pulled at his glass, he just laughed, dropped it on the ground, took her in his arms, and kissed her deeply as his hands went down her back and he squeezed her butt. She slapped him across the face after, but that didn't stop him, and he repeated it with several of the others. But when Selina saw him start to unzip his pants in view of everyone, she decided to step in.

"You want to have a word with my son?" Mikael asked as he approached her, looking livid.

"Don't worry," Selina assured him, running to grab Elijah's arm. "I'm already on it."

"Where are you taking me!" Elijah shouted as Selina pulled him out of the reception. "I want sex!"

"And you'll get it!" Selina replied. "We don't want you to make a bigger fool out of yourself. We'll just find a closet and do what needs to be done."

"Well, that's a touching way to describe a romantic interlude with your husband," Elijah said and pulled her to him to kiss her. But his kiss was sloppy, and Selina moved so he got her cheek instead of her lips. When she finally found a closet, she pushed him in there, shut the door, and they spend a lot of the reception in there releasing tension, something which Mikael was not at all happy about.

"Can you believe my son?" He grouched at Gwen. "Making such an awful display. I raised him better than that!"

"Oh relax!" Gwen replied and slapped his butt. "It wasn't so bad. It could have been worse."

"Well, lucky for me, he's not my only son," Mikael replied ruefully. "He may be messed up, but I have others." Then he turned and locked eyes with her. "And what was that tap on my bottom for? You know how I feel about things like that in public."

"Well, fine," Gwen replied. She handed King to Rebecca, told her goodbye, and zapped her and Mikael off on their honeymoon without telling anyone else where they were going.

"We're not in public now," Gwen smiled and zapped herself out of her dress and into some lacy black underwear. "Happy?"

"Yes," Mikael nodded. "Very much."

"I know-" Gwen began as Mikael kissed down her neck. "I know it was probably bad of me to tell Selina to make cake and then leave before we ate any of it, but-"

"Oh, that doesn't matter," Mikael replied. "Rebecca will explain everything and then everyone will eat the cake for us. It's nothing to worry about!"

Gwen considered a moment. "I suppose you're right," she replied. She put her arms around him and he pushed her against the wall and unzipped himself, preparing to remove her panties and enter her.

"Wait!" Gwen sighed. "We can't do that. Remember what the doctor said. "I'll need at least six weeks to recover from having King and it's only been a month!"

Mikael scoffed. "Come on, Gwendolyn! He couldn't have been serious about that! Take a risk! What was the point of us getting married if you're going to chicken out on the wedding night?"

Gwen rolled her eyes. "Don't be such a man!" She said. "Not everything is about sex!"

"Zap up a knife," Mikael commanded, locking eyes with her.

"Why?" Gwen asked.

"Don't question what I say," Mikael replied. "Just do it!"

So Gwen zapped up a knife and Mikael cut his throat, ordering her to drink the blood.

Gwen opened her mouth to ask why, but remembering what Mikael had told her about questioning him (and because she found taking blood from him exciting), she shut her mouth and began drinking his blood. After a short while, he told her to stop. When she pulled away, she asked, "Can I inquire as to why you wanted me to do that? Not purely for the sexual thrill, I assume."

"No," Mikael shook his head. "I thought it would heal whatever the ridiculous doctor said would make us have to wait six weeks."

Gwen nodded. "And there's the ulterior motive."

"Hey, I'm doing this for both of us!" Mikael defended himself. "Not just me!"

"Well, whatever," Gwen replied, grabbing him by the waistband of his pants and pulling him toward the bed. "Now, where were we?"

"Right about here," Mikael replied and leaned in to kiss her deep and nip her lips.

"Careful with my blood, remember?" Gwen reminded him. "It's deadly for you. Or at least painful."

Mikael licked the tiny bit off his lips. "Thank you for being concerned," he said. "But I didn't take a lot."

"Good," Gwen replied. "Cause you having a horrible accident would ruin everything." She then told him to sit on the bed while, to his surprise, she zapped a pole in the room and began dancing with it. He was fascinated. He couldn't look away from her body as it bended and twisted in every imaginable way while a song about a man caught in a woman's trap played in the background. By the time the song was over, she abandoned the pole and came to stand next to him. "What did you think of my dance?" She asked, running her fingers through his hair.

He chuckled in an awkward way. "I can't think," he said. "There's no blood in my brain."

"Good," Gwen replied, pushing him against the mattress and unzipping him. "I like my men stupid." Then, with a wicked grin on her lips, she leaned down, her tongue running gently over his penis and he let out a groan of pleasure. "My god, Gwendolyn," he panted. "You are going to kill me."

"So, what happened at the wedding?" Klaus asked Amy when she returned home after the reception. "Anything interesting?"

"Well, Elijah got really drunk and nearly exposed himself," Amy replied. "Fortunately, Selina caught him and dragged him into a closet before anyone really saw anything."

Klaus laughed out loud. "And I missed it? Why does the good stuff only happen when I'm not around? Do you have pictures?"

"No, I do not have pictures!" Amy replied, looking at Klaus reproachfully. "Why would I take pictures of something like that?"

"So I can enjoy the moment just as you did," Klaus replied.

Amy rolled her eyes. "Well, if you must see it, I'm sure Kol or Anna got photos. Although Margot wasn't too happy about Kol's enthusiasm though. Probably cause she has enough trouble being a good influence on Regina as it is without Kol making more trouble."

"Well, Margot should have known when she married him that he was no paragon of virtue," Klaus replied.

"Well, I'm sure she did know," Amy replied. "But it's different now that they have Regina. Anyway, though, that's none of my business. How did things go with Vivi tonight? Okay?"

"Yeah, fine," Klaus replied. "I put her to bed a little bit ago. What do you want to do now?" He got up and lurked around her. "Wanna watch scary movies?" He grabbed her and pretended to bite her. "It'll be fun. And I brought candy too."

"Don't tell me you're giving kids candy," Amy grinned. "I don't believe it."

"What kids?" Klaus asked. "This is for us. So, do you want to watch a movie?"

"Sure," Amy replied. "Why not? Do you need to go out and feed? You can do it now that I'm here."

"Actually, Savannah came over for a bit and I did it then," Klaus replied. "So I'm all yours."

Amy grinned. "Good. And just as a question, Vivi's room has a sound spell on it, right? So she won't be woken up by outside noise?"

"Yes," Klaus nodded. "Savannah did it. Why?"

"Never mind," Amy replied. "Just asking."

They ate candy and watched The Wolf Man and Dracula. Halfway through Dracula, Amy got up to get a drink from the kitchen and didn't come back. Once Klaus noticed, he called out her name, over and over. When he heard nothing, he shrugged and figured that she'd show up eventually. He began eating candy again and that was when Amy popped up from behind the sofa and let out a yell that made him drop all the candy on the floor and scream too as she stood there and laughed.

"What the hell was that?" He asked, glaring at her.

Amy grinned. "I'm just having a little fun," she said. "Trick or Treat!"

Elijah woke up the next morning with a terrible hangover. "Fuck!" He yelled. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Morning, sunshine!" Selina smiled. "You had quite the night last night!"

"I can see you're very amused by what I did," Elijah replied. "You shouldn't be amused. You should be full of shame. I know I am!"

"Oh, it wasn't so bad!" Selina replied. "I was having sex with you in the closet before you actually were able to expose yourself to all the guests at the wedding."

Elijah's eyes widened. "I did what? I know I had quite a bit to drink, but what?"

"You were feeling up all the waitresses and caterer's assistants, and then, when you went to unzip your pants, that's when I decided I had to put a stop to it all," Selina replied. "No one saw anything."

"How mad was my father?" Elijah asked.

"Well, I can't say he was happy, but Gwen didn't think it was so bad, so he'll probably forgive you," Selina replied. "Now, what did we learn from all this?"

"That being a werewolf is causing me nothing but misery!" Elijah cried. "I hate it!"

"I know it's a bummer, but it's not something you can change, so you might as well get used to it," Selina pointed out. "If you got through becoming a vampire even though it caused you to kill your wife and kids, a little drunken stripping caused by an active werewolf gene is nothing!" She tried to be reassuring. "Now, let me get you some coffee and some pills for your head, and we'll forget all this ever happened. And that in the future, you give into your urges when you get them, cause repressing them causes trouble.

"Forgetting is easier said than done," Elijah replied. "Kol will be more than happy to remind me of it at Thanksgiving. And Christmas."

"Well, then just laugh it off," Selina suggested. "Show him it doesn't bother you. Or, if you wanted to be petty, you could bring up some of his drunken escapades in return. I'm sure he has some." She left and came back with coffee, pills, and some of the leftover wedding cake. "I thought you might like that for breakfast," she said. "We have a lot and need to eat it before it gets crumbly."

"All right," Elijah replied, taking the pills and then stabbing at the cake with his fork. "Thank you, darling."

"You're welcome," Selina replied. She was about to go check on Ethan, but then turned.

"I know you're not feeling well at the moment, but yesterday was my birthday, remember, and because of Gwen and Mikael's wedding, I really didn't get to celebrate. When you're feeling better, can we go shopping?"

"Of course," Elijah replied, wiping some frosting off his chin. "Happy birthday, darling."

"Thank you," Selina replied. Then she kissed him on the cheek, and went to check on Ethan.