"I saw Alistair yesterday," Amy told Klaus. "We talked about you. He said that Adrian's mother is the only woman he's known you to love. Is that true?"

"Well, yes," Klaus nodded. "But it obviously wasn't enough, now was it? Please don't make me talk about it. I know you think you're doing me a favor, but you aren't. I've finally just gotten used to the fact that there's no way I'll ever be with her again, and the only way that resolution will stick is if people stop bringing her up!"

"Would you like me to take you to Alistair's so the two of you can talk?" Amy asked. "I know that technically that's not supposed to happen, but I'm sure that if I brought you, he wouldn't tell on us. You miss him, don't you?"

Klaus just gave Amy a long look and then, to her surprise, he grabbed hold of her face and gave her a kiss. "Thank you!" He said. "Can we do that? Will you take me to Alistair's? I don't know why I didn't just think of that myself!"

"Maybe because you were trying to behave and move on like you're supposed to!" Amy called after him. "It's a good thing!" She then ran after him as he made his way toward the car. "Wait a minute!" She called. "I'm gonna be the one driving. You have to sit in the back!"

"Amy!" Alistair said in surprise, his dark eyes widening. "And Klaus!" He frowned. "Not that I'm not happy to see you, Klaus," he said. "But you do know that technically you aren't supposed to be here."

"I know," Klaus nodded. "But I thought you'd be so glad to see me that you wouldn't tell anyone."

"Fine," Alistair sighed as they went into the kitchen. "What do you want?"

"I need your advice," Klaus told him. "I want to move on from Selina, and I've really tried, but it's hard cause people keep bringing her up! What should I do?"

"Well, I think the most obvious answer would be to find another woman," Alistair replied. "Or have a repeat of that period in the sixteen hundreds when you surrounded yourself with many male friends."

"I was in France!" Klaus said defensively. "I was friends with the Duke of Orleans! And no one can doubt his fondness for young, attractive men!"

"It seems like you were more than friends at one point," Alistair replied.

"Just for a little while!" Klaus replied. "1677, after his victory at Cassel! Despite his feminine habits, he really managed to show the Dutch who was boss!"

Alistair nodded. "And you were more than happy to give him a victory party. What interesting days we all had in the seventeenth century."

"To get back on subject," Amy said, clearing her throat. "Cause we really seemed to have veered here, what advice would you give Klaus about getting over Selina?"

"Well, honestly, as I said before," Alistair told her, "the only thing I can think of would be for him to find someone else, whether for the long term, or just for the moment. Nothing else will be of any help."

"And who do you suggest I find?" Klaus asked.

"I don't know," Alistair replied. "I can't be your wingman anymore. I swore I wouldn't let myself get too involved with you when I'm not supposed to. Don't make me break that promise."

"Will you get punished by the witch powers that be if you do?"

"I don't know," Alistair shrugged. "And I really don't want to find out. Good luck, my friend."

After they left Alistair's, Amy decided she had a question for Klaus. "Would you say you're bad?" She asked.

"Bad in what way, love?" Klaus asked.

"Bad like, evil bad," Amy elaborated. "You must be. Your son had to get it from somewhere."

"And you automatically assume it's me," Klaus hit the steering wheel. "That is the most touching thing I've ever heard. Lord knows his mother couldn't have had any part in his bad behavior, even though she's one of the most notorious vampires that ever lived! No, it's me who's the bad one. All right. You want me to show you just what a monster I am?" He asked, speeding up the car. Amy was now regretting letting him drive.

"No," she shook her head. "Please! I was just asking a question. I didn't mean to upset you!"

"Too late!" Klaus replied as he sped onto a bridge, faster and faster until he finally lost control of the car and it smashed into the side of the bridge, teetering dangerously. "Oh, my god!" Amy burst out at Klaus as she zapped them out and watched her car fall into the water. "What the hell did you do that for?!"

"Just to prove something to you," he said. "I hope you learned your lesson."

"What lesson?" Amy asked. "You got upset that I thought you were a bad guy and then you went and proved it. What, what, exactly, were you trying to get out of this?"

"Nothing," Klaus replied, not meeting her eyes. "You were making me angry and I wanted to scare you."

"Well, that's just great!" Amy replied. "Now we're stuck miles away from home with no way to get back."

"You could always use your magic to get us there," Klaus suggested. "Did you forget that?"

"No," Amy shook her head. "I'm not just gonna zap us home after you were stupid enough to wreck my car. We'll have to find another way."

"Like what?" Klaus asked.

"I suggest you walk," Amy replied, looking around. "It's a nice day. And it's good for you to have exercise."

"What do you mean I should walk?" Klaus asked. "What are you planning on doing?"

"You're gonna carry me on your back," Amy said. "You wreck my car, you carry me. It's only fair."

"Now you're just being petty," Klaus replied. "Surely you can think of another way home?"

"Nope," Amy replied. "Carry me. Now."

Rolling his eyes, Klaus lifted her up so she was on his back and walked for a little while, until he let out a grunt and threw her down beside a tree on the side of the road.

"You can't stop here!" Amy cried. "There's a ways to go until we get home."

"I know that," Klaus replied. "But I'm not gonna carry you anymore. If you want to get home, you get up off your ass and get your two skinny legs to take you back home. Am I clear?"

Amy got to her feet and narrowed her eyes at him, lifting her finger to cast some sort of spell on him, she didn't care what, but before she could, he grabbed her wrist. "Whatever you were just about to do," he whispered next to her ear, "Don't even think about it." He threw Amy's wrist away and she staggered before she brought her arm up and gave him a punch in the nose.

"Bet you didn't think I had it in me to do that, did you," she asked, her hips, chest, and chin thrust forward.

Klaus growled and held his nose. "What did you do that for?" He asked, his voice muffled.

"I just wanted to let you know that I had bad in me too," Amy replied. "You go too far with anything and I will fight back."

"Good," Klaus grinned, despite the blood flowing freely from his nose. He finally took his hand off as his nose healed and grinned at Amy. "I like a woman who fights back." He paused, still grinning. "See if you can hit me again," he said. "But no using magic. That's cheating."

"No, I will not!" Amy shot back. "This is crazy!"

He swung a punch at her head, but very obviously missed.

"Seriously?" Amy asked. "You are not seriously trying to start stuff with me."

"Maybe I am," Klaus grinned, walking on his tiptoes with his fists in the air. "And maybe if you hit me, we'd get somewhere."

"I'm not gonna hit you!" Amy shook her head and walked away. "You're being ridiculous!" She took a few steps, and then felt herself get shoved from behind, and land face down on the grass. She lay there in shock for a few seconds and then turned over onto her back, spitting out bits of dirt and grass before sitting up and glaring at Klaus, who was a distance away, whistling absentmindedly, and holding both hands behind his back. She could tell, even from the distance, that he was avoiding her eyes. She growled and stomped over to him. "Why did you push me in the dirt?"

"Are you mad at me?" Klaus asked. "Mad enough to hit me again?"

Amy sighed. "Fine," she said and got him square in the eye so that he dropped straight to the ground. "There!" She exclaimed. "Happy?"

"Not quite," he replied, and pulled her down next to him on the grass, kissing her soundly.

She resisted for a second or two, but then threw her arms around his neck. "Wait a minute, wait a minute!" She cried when they finally pulled apart. "We can't kiss out here! We're in public!"

Klaus raised an eyebrow. "So are you saying that you'd be willing to go home and continue kissing?"

"Maybe," Amy replied. "Maybe I would."

"Good," Klaus grinned and grabbed her hand, giving her a lighter push so she'd proceed him to the car and he could give her a brief spank on the bottom. "Hey!" She said. "Do you want me to hit you again?"

Klaus grinned. "Just get in the car, would you?"

"I would... if we had a car!" Amy reminded him. "But we don't, because of you!"

"Let's think about what our other option is, then!" Klaus replied. "Hmmm! Maybe you could, oh, I don't know, use your magic to zap us home?"

"Oh, all right," Amy sighed. "I'm too tired to want to punish you any more anyway."

"Not too tired, I hope," Klaus told her. "We still have kissing to do."

When they got back to the house, they headed straight for the bedroom to make out some more, and maybe go even a bit further if the mood was right. After shutting the bedroom door, they ripped off each other's clothes and fell onto the bed, their hands running over each other's hot bodies, both slick with sweat after no time at all.

"I never end up like this because I love you, you know," Amy told him as she looked down into his blue eyes and ran her fingers through his curly hair. "Please don't tell me you're attached to me."

Klaus nodded. "Cause you're gonna marry a witch boy, I know. But you haven't yet, and that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun in the mean time, right?"

"I guess," Amy sighed. "No attachment whatsoever. Just sex."

"Interesting," Klaus grinned. "That's exactly how my relationship with Adrian's mother started.

"Oh, just shut up and kiss me!" Amy ordered,

As Amy let out a particularly loud shriek, Lucy and Roxie came by with the first of Klaus' dates.

"What was that?" She asked, her eyes wide.

"Oh, don't worry," Lucy said to her. "Our father has a friend that lives here too and he has particularly spirited girlfriends come stay sometimes. That's probably one of them."

"Oh, right," the woman breathed. "Okay. I was a bit worried."

Roxie started calling for her father and walking through the house. "Dad!" She yelled. "Where are you?"

"Roxanne?" Klaus yelled, his voice rising on the second syllable because of Amy stroking him. "What do you want?"

Roxie jogged over to Klaus' closed bedroom door. "Lucy and I brought your first date over."

"I'm not interested!" He said. "Some other time, please!" Then, he burst out laughing.

"What's going on?" Roxie asked. "Are you busy?"

"Yes," Klaus said when he could breath again. "I'm very busy."

"And very ticklish!" Amy added.

"I'm sorry you girls had to go to all this trouble," Klaus called back.

"It's one of Lucy's choices," Roxie shrugged. "I don't blame you for not wanting to take her up on it. Whomever you're with in there is probably better anyway. Although you better not be busy when I bring one of my choices over!"

Suddenly, Klaus poked his head out the door. "Will you go away?" He snapped. "I am not at home to company at the moment!"

"Well, fine!" Roxie replied. "Excuse me for wanting to help you out of a rut."

"Does it sound like I'm in a rut to you?" Klaus asked between his teeth.

"Okay, okay!" Roxe backed away. "I get it. You don't have to paint me a picture. "We'll go."

"Thank you!" Klaus snapped and slammed the bedroom door.

"Well?" Lucy asked when Roxie returned. "Is he coming out, or not?"

"He's busy," Roxie replied. "I think he's got somebody in his bed."

"Oh," Lucy nodded. "I guess we have no choice but to come back later then." She looked at the woman, Denise, a tall, leggy brunette in a little black dress. apologetically. "Sorry we dragged you all the way out here for nothing."

Denise shrugged with a grin. "The drive was a nice break after being in a stuffy law practice all day. I suppose there are always other times, right?"

"Right!" Lucy nodded. "Exactly. That's the spirit!"

Once Amy and Klaus had separated and were both breathing heavily as they looked up at the ceiling, Amy said, "It's really lucky your daughter didn't come in here."

"If she had, it wouldn't have mattered," Klaus shrugged. "She wouldn't be the first child of mine I've traumatized with my sexual escapades."

"Let me guess," Amy asked. "You're talking about Adrian's mother again. And Adrian himself."

Klaus nodded. "He had some sort of weird illness thing one night and came in while Selina and I were, you know, like this, and he saw everything."

"What does she do now that she's been tamed by your brother?" Amy asked. "Your ex-wife, I mean? I've probably been told, but I don't remember."

"She owns a bakery," Klaus replied. "She bakes cakes and things all day."

"Wow," Amy raised an eyebrow. "One of the most infamous vampires in the world owns a bakery now? I never would have thought."

"Me either," Klaus shrugged. "I would call it a waste of potential, but if that's how she wants to live her life, unfortunately, there's nothing I can do about it."

"Not everyone has to be bad," Amy replied. "Maybe she just wanted a change of pace. What about you? Do you think you'll ever want a change of pace? Want to try being the town hero once in your life?"

"Maybe," Klaus smirked. "If hell freezes over."