Greg and Henry entered the old house, it was evident the place had been remodeled in recent years; Greg just hoped the original structure had been left intact.

"It's not often I'm out in the field" Henry said as he followed Greg through the corridors.

"This isn't a CSI job" Greg replied, "We're breaking and entering, this is illegal"

"Speaking of which, why are you doing all this?"

"I told you, I need to find a book" Greg replied as he opened a door leading to the basement.

"I know, but why?" Henry followed him close "why is it so important to you?"

"I need it to protect someone" Greg stopped and frowned, "I've never told anyone the real reason before"

"Does this someone have a name?"

"Katherine" he said.

"This Katherine, do you love her?" Henry asked.

"More than anything" Greg replied, "though I don't know if the feeling's mutual"

"Does she know?" The two of them reached the bottom of the stairs and begun looking around "have you told her you love her?"

"Several times"

"And she never answered back?"

"Every time" Greg sighed, "but I've come to know her really well, and I know that was she says and does isn't always what she feels"

"She sounds complicated"

"You have no idea"

The two of them walked up to a wall on the back where an old piece of a bar was gathering dust. Greg threw the empty bottles standing on it and placed the binder in their place.

"According to legend, Bugsy Siegel was more than just a gangster, he was responsible for making Vegas what it is today, but it wasn't all though money laundering and casino building" Greg realized he had forgotten how much he loved explaining Vegas history to others. "The were also some wild theories that Bugsy was in league with some sort of magical being that helped him through some tough spots"

"This" he pointed at a picture in the binder, "Was Madam Ravael" she was a local medium and supposedly a powerful witch"

"A witch?" Henry frowned, "Are they real?"

"They are" Greg smiled, "I'm half witch, I got it from my grandmother, Nana Olaf"

"But I thought you were a vampire?" Henry asked with a calmness that surprised Greg.

"I am, that's what makes me so special, apparently there's never been a half witch, half vampire before"

"Supposedly witches hate vampires, and they'd never let themselves get turned"

"But you did"

"I didn't know I was a witch" Greg smiled when he reached the page in the binder he was looking for, "My powers didn't show until after I was turned"

"According to this" Henry red from an old newspaper article, "Madam Ravael died in a fire in her home"

"Yeah, the police believed it to be an accident" Greg walked up to the back of the bar, "other's believed she had been killed in a demonic summoning"

"was she?" Henry gulped, "Did she summon a demon?"

"She was using magic too strong for her to handle, but it was not to summon a demon"

Greg looked at the picture on the article, in it an urn sat over a table; a large symbol had been carved into the urn. On the wall behind the bar he found the same symbol carved on to the wall. "It's here!" he said happily as he turned to hug Henry, "We did it! We found it!"

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Sara asked, she'd watched Nick work all afternoon, and even gone to buy him some supplies, but she wasn't sure if the thing would actually do what it was supposed to.

"Don't forget" Nick replied as he cleaned himself up with a towel, "I was a scientist before I…died"

"I know" She took his hand reassuringly, "But I think we can both agree that…" She looked at him, "…you are beyond science"

"Magic is just science we still don't understand" Nick said calmly, "And I intend to"

Together they walked up the first floor, "now we just have to find the right place for it"

"And how are you going to get Greg in it?" she frowned.

"He wants me for something, I'm sure he'll be keeping tabs on me, he'll want to know if I've changed my mind"

"Who's your new pet?" Karoline asked as she approached Greg and Henry, they'd been reading through the ancient grimoire for a while now, and hadn't noticed when she walked through the door.

"This is Henry" Greg didn't take his eyes off the pages, "He's been helping me"

Katherine wrapped her arms around Henry's neck and tilted it sideways, "He looks deli…"

Suddenly she was standing a few feet away, with Greg standing between her, and the human.

"Don't you dare hurt him!" Greg said in a commanding tone that clearly angered Katherine.

She looked at him intently, anger flaring in her eyes. "As you wish" she took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

"I see you've found the book" she said as she approached the table, this time not even acknowledging Henry's presence.

"We have" Greg replied happily, "And the spell"

"Now all we need are the witches" Katherine smiled then turned to Henry, "And the sacrifice" she smiled.

"Just leave that to me" Greg reached for the book and pushed it aside, again he stepped in between the vampire and his friend, "I'll find the witches"

"And the sacrifice?" she raised her eyebrow questioningly as she looked towards Henry who was too busy looking through the pages in the grimoire to even notice what they were saying.

"And a sacrifice" he replied, hoping the emphasis on the "a" made it clear that it wouldn't be anybody present i.e. Henry.

"It won't work" Caroline said calmly after she had heard their plan, "He won't let you get close enough, remember he's older than you, which means he's also faster and stronger; not to mention that he hasn't shied away from eating live human blood. Even if you two were the same age, he'd still be stronger because of it"

"Then Nick will have to drink human blood" Sara replied, "He can drink me"

"No!" Nick's answer was fast and loud, "I won't do that to you, not again…"

"She has a point" Caroline interrupted.

"I do?" Sarah frowned.

"The only way you'll get close enough to Greg is if he trusts you, and the only way to get him to trust you is to make him think you're like him"

"I won't drink Sara"

"Not Sara, but other humans"

"And how will I stop myself from killing them?" he frowned, "I don't think I have that kind of control"

"You'll have to try, if you want to sell your story to Greg"

"And if I kill them?" he gulped, "If I end up being just like Greg…or worse?"

"You won't" Sara placed a hand on his shoulder, "we'll be here for you every step of the way; Caroline can stop you from killing, and I'll remind you why you are doing this"

"I don't like it" he whispered, "We're blurring the line between us and Greg"

"And the fact that you recognize it is what'll keep you on this side of the line"

"It's all for the grater good" Caroline added.

"Is it?" Nick asked, "Is Greg really that evil, that it is all right for innocent people to be hurt in order to stop him?"

Stefan Salvatore walked up to the front door of an old house, calmly he knocked on the door and waited.

"Can I help you?" a young woman opened the door.

"Hi, I'm new in the neighborhood and I saw the light on" he pointed at the window, "I hope it's not to much of an inconvenience if I ask for a cup of sugar"

"At this time of night" the woman frowned, "A little late to be baking isn't it?"

"Yeah, he smiled, my little sister has this bake sale in school tomorrow and I didn't find out until the last minute"

"I thought you were new in the neighborhood?"

"Yeah, that's why I only found out to day, turns out everyone else had been told three weeks in anticipation" He made the saddest puppy eyes he could muster, "so can I? …borrow a cup of sugar?"

"Sorry but, I don't buy your story"

"You don't? why?"

"Because Vampires are always liars" She said calmly.

Stefan placed his hands over his head, feeling like it was about to explode he looked up to her as he fell to his knees, "I'm here to protect you, you have to let me in"

"Oh no!" she said calmly, "Mama didn't raise no fool"

"Apparently she did" A voice came from behind her.

The woman turned just in time to see as Greg's jaw clamped around her neck, and after a few seconds of struggling she was on the ground as Greg cleaned himself with a handkerchief.

"Well, that was easy" he said as he walked up to Stefan who was steel kneeling before the door, "thanks for distracting her, she would have been a tough one if you hadn't been here, her magic was strong"

"Klaus will not be happy about…"

"Do you think I give a rat's ass about what makes Klaus happy?"

"He's coming" Stefan smiled, "He wants you stopped"

"So he finally realized his little pet isn't strong enough" he smiled, "good, let him come, we can end this once and for all"