"So, can I take it that the two of you made it through everything?" Laura asked Elijah over the phone the night of the wedding. "And Daddy, did you wear a costume? Cause how lame would it have been if you didn't."

"Oh, I did," Elijah told her. "At the last moment, your mother suggested I be a gangster and she be my moll. I thought that was acceptable." He paused. "And I'm so glad your uncle wasn't there after Selina blurted out to him the real reason why I wanted to go hunting with him."

"And what was that?" Laura asked.

Elijah sighed. "It was because I wanted to make sure your mother was still interested in me despite her and Klaus' former werewolf bond. Your mother has a tendency to blurt out things, but she didn't need to tell him that. I wish she would have just maintained the fiction that the whole reason I was there was to bond with my brother."

"Well, did you talk to her about it?" Laura asked, wincing at the thought of what Elijah said happening.

"Not really," Elijah replied. "She made up for it later."

"Well, good," Laura replied. "I don't need anymore details, but good. Will you still talk to her later, though?"

"Yes," Elijah replied. "I think I will."

"We need to talk," Elijah said to Selina the next day after he called her into his office.

"What about?" She asked as she sat in the desk chair opposite him.

"Why did you tell Klaus about how I was going out with him to check on my fears about you?" Elijah asked, his voice rising. "Did it occur to you that I might want to keep that private? I kept quiet cause of your birthday and the wedding, but now I want you to tell me."

"I know, I know!" Selina replied, putting her head in her hands. "My big mouth did it again. I'm sorry. i'll sleep in the spare bedroom tonight to make up for it."

"Why do you think that would help?" Elijah asked.

"I don't know," Selina replied. "I just figured you'd want some time off from me is all."

Elijah rolled his eyes. "That won't help. And neither will wallowing in pity. Now, I know it's too much to ask for you to stop blurting things out permanently, cause that's how you are, but can you at least try to think before you blurt things out? Please?"

"Yeah," Selina nodded, her cheeks flushing as she bowed her head and tried to stave off the shame she felt. "I'm sorry."

"It's all right," Elijah replied. "I know you didn't mean to be hurtful. It's like at the wedding, how you dragged me off to the closet for sex, although wedding closet sex is your and Niklaus' thing."

Selina looked up at that. "I picked the closet out of necessity," she replied. "You should have seen yourself. There was no time to go anywhere else but the closest place. Klaus had nothing to do with my choice of the closet."

"All right," Elijah replied. "If you say so."

"I'm just gonna go," Selina stood up and turned. "If you want more wedding cake, let me know." She headed out the office door, leaving Elijah alone, ending up in their bedroom and collapsing on the bed as the shame she still felt although Elijah had forgiven her washed over her. She felt so much shame that she didn't even get out of bed until Elijah knocked on the bedroom door and came in to ask about dinner.

"Do you want Ethan and I to just have blood bags?" He asked. "Or do you feel like coming to the kitchen? Or I suppose I could make eggs or something."

"No!" Selina cried, bolting up to sit. "You'd be better off with the blood bags!" She paused. "I mean, I'm sure that if you tried to cook something, it'd be nice, but I'll make something up. Don't worry."

Selina was still feeling the need to stay away from Elijah in the following days, so when he got a call from Margaret asking if he was okay and if she could come and visit, he jumped on the opportunity.

"Of course you can come and visit!" He said. "Why haven't I heard much from you since you got married?"

"Sorry!" Margaret apologized. "We've been busy traveling the world. But when James told me what happened to you, I was scared to death! I'm glad you're all right, though."

"Well, I'm not completely all right," Elijah replied. "But I'm alive, anyway. I'll see you and Henry when you get here."

Margaret ended the call and Henry smiled. "See?" He asked. "I told you your dad was alive. Why didn't you believe me? I have no reason to lie."

Margaret shrugged. "I don't know. Wanna come visit him with me?"

"Sure," Henry nodded. "Okay. But are you sure your dad won't mind?"

"Well, he did say 'See you and Henry when you get here'," Margaret replied. "So he won't be surprised to see you on his doorstep."

"Well, good," Henry replied. "I just wanted to be sure." So he zapped them to Elijah and Selina's front step and knocked on the door.

Elijah opened it a few seconds later and invited them in. "Sit, sit, sit!" He urged. "Want anything to eat? Your grandfather got married and your mother made the cake. She's very insistent that people eat the leftovers. I've probably eaten half of the thing myself."

"Wait, Grandpa got married?" Margaret asked. "You don't mean Mom's dad, do you?"

"No," Elijah shook his head. "Mine. And believe me, I'm as shocked as you."

"Was it fun?" Henry asked.

"Well, we had to dress up cause it was on Halloween and everything," Elijah replied. "I suppose that could be considered fun. But I don't remember a lot of the actual wedding. I was kind of...drunk the whole time."

"You were?" Margaret asked, her jaw dropping a little. "But why?"

"Well, did I tell you I was turned into a werewolf against my will?" Elijah asked. "You knew that, right? I've been full of all sorts of urges that I don't want to deal with, so I drank to avoid them, and apparently, that plan didn't end well."

"Oh, Daddy," Margaret sighed.

"I know, it's disappointing," Elijah replied. "Your mother doesn't approve of my coping methods either. But I don't think hers are any better."

"My what?" Selina asked, coming into the room. She then paused when she saw Margaret and Henry. "Well, hello!" She said and went to hug both of them.

"Hi, Mom," Margaret hugged her.

"Hi, Grandma," Henry said.

"When did you two get here?" Selina asked.

"We haven't been here long," Henry replied. "Elijah was telling us about how he got turned into a werewolf. I knew because Dad told me."

"How does your father know?" Elijah asked.

"He was part of the people looking for you when you were missing," Selina replied.

"Yeah," Margaret nodded. "I told him about it after Gregory told me, and he offered to help look for you."

"Well, would you thank him for me?" Elijah asked. "He didn't really have to do that."

"Oh, but he wanted to," Margaret replied, deciding to leave out that he'd only done it for her sake. "It wasn't a big problem or anything."

"So how are you two?" Elijah asked, quickly changing the subject. "Everything going well?"

"Yeah," Margaret nodded. "We just got back from our trip."

"Extra long honeymoon?" Elijah asked, eyebrow raised.

"No, it was a different trip," Margaret replied. "Peter and Annaliese invited us to come with them. His father paid for the whole thing. It was very impressive."

"I hope you thanked him," Elijah replied.

"Of course I did!" Margaret said. "You raised me with manners."

"I just wanted to be sure," Elijah told her.

"How are your sister and Peter?" Selina asked. "Not dead, I take it?"

"No," Margaret shook her head. "They're fine." Then she looked at her mother. "What did you do for your birthday?"

"Your grandfather's wedding was on my birthday, so we didn't have time to do a whole lot, but your dad was nice enough to take me shopping." She pushed her long hair away from her ears to reveal a pair of ruby studs. "Like 'em? Your dad bought them for me."

"I do," Margaret replied, coming over to give them a look. "They're a good choice. And I can't believe Grandpa got married. That's so weird. What's she like?"

"Well, since she married your grandfather, I assume she's some sort of nut," Elijah replied.

"She's really not that bad," Selina replied. "A little intense, sure. But not horrible. Just right for him."

"And they have a child too," Elijah replied. "If your mother wasn't watching him during the day, I'd feel sorry for him."

"Where is he now?" Margaret asked. "I'd like to see him."

"He's actually with Gwen's daughter Rebecca while Gwen and Mikael are on their honeymoon," Selina replied. "I watch him the majority of the time, but sometimes she does."

"Bummer," Margaret replied. "But you're sure he exists, right?"

"Yes, I'm sure!" Selina replied. "I swear."

Henry's eyes widened. "His mom is named Gwen and she's nutty? She wouldn't by chance be a witch, would she? Blonde hair, blue eyes, take charge attitude?"

"Yeah," Selina nodded.

"Geez, she took over the council," Henry scoffed. "And killed Doctor Putnam. Not that having him rule was a picnic, but he didn't deserve to die! And now she just gets to be married and have a kid like what she did was nothing?"

"Relax," Margaret replied, taking his arm. "Relax."

"Don't worry," Henry replied. "I won't do anything rash. But I still don't think it's fair."

"Not everything in life is," Margaret replied. "Sometimes, you just have to deal with it."

Henry eyed Elijah. "Can I go have a look at your alcohol?" He asked.

Elijah stood up. "You know, I was thinking of getting some myself. Come with me."

They headed off and Selina moved closer to her daughter. "He's drinking again," she said. "I told him that's not a good way to deal with things. At least he's not around any cameras this time."

Margaret nodded. "And we can stay the night if we need to, right?"

"Yeah," Selina replied. "Of course. And look at the bright side: at least they're bonding over something."

"You make a good point," Margaret replied. "That's the bright side of this."