The misty garden is old and the gravel path running alongside the hedge is pitted and covered with weeds. But there's something soothing about the place, a hint of something grand that's fallen into disuse. Elena comes to a stop and faces the hedge where two rectangles have been cut into the foliage. She sees now that a wall is underneath, hidden by leaves and vines.

Two garden doors, wood panelled and covered in a peeling green paint stand beside each other, both with numbers on them. She steps closer and notices that a third door is there but almost completely hidden behind creeping vines. Whatever that door leads to is now impassable.

"Only two outcomes remain."

Elena turns with a gasp to find Esther standing next to her. "Esther? What…? Where am I?" She looks up and along the path and for the first time feels that something unbelievably massive is behind her but she can't make herself look.

Esther smiles. "I have pulled you into my dreamscape."

"I'm dreaming?" She looks around, marvelling at the detail.

"Yes. Witches have the ability to share lucid dreams, as do vampires. But servants of nature can access far more in dreams, as you have seen."

"Bonnie's dreams of the future…Why isn't she here? Is she OK?"

"She is fine. The spell had a greater draining effect then I had foreseen. We are…how do you put it? Recharging our batteries? We are weak at this point, Bonnie especially, but do not think we are lying idle." She nods toward the doors. "In time we will awake but for now we're trying to find out what happened through there," she points at the second door, "and how to avoid it."

Elena closes her eyes, working it out. "OK so witches can access different timelines a person might have in their life? Bonnie's looks like doors in the witch house and you…have a garden?"

Esther smiles primly. "Yes. Think of a person's life like a garden of forking paths. The different choices we make create different routes. Through dreams we can see all paths."

"These are my future? Same as before? The first door is gone." She walks over to it, brushing her fingers down the leaves. The hedge seems to stir lightly at her touch.

"Yes, it seems that one is no longer a viable future. The second door on the other hand…"

Elena walks up to it and notes with an ominous feeling that it's ajar. "It's open."

"Yes, not a good sign. It means that the future through that door is still a possibility. Magic will be suppressed if we do not find a way to stop it from happening." Her voice is low and it catches with a surprising show of emotion.

Elena looks back at Esther and then freezes, her mouth dropping open. She had felt that something huge was looming behind her and she was right but she could never guess at the size. The tree is so gargantuan that it seems to fill up the sky and go on for miles to be lost in the mists. Branches sprout out from its trunk – too vast to be real - and grow upwards to twist and twine with other branches.

"Wha…what is it that?"

Esther smiles, clearly enjoying her astonishment. "That is the life of my family. My family tree, if you like…Can you see that there are five main boughs? Each represents one of my children …The longer they live the more it grows."

"It's unbelievable."

"Time is a tree with many branches. Each branch represents things that could or will happen. Or doors in this case…" Esther drifts off and Elena is hit with an intense feeling of déjà-vu. She's heard that said before but not sure when. The witch looks back towards the hedge and Elena has to rip her gaze away from the breath-taking sight before her. Her two simple doors look laughable in comparison.

She stares at the second door, focusing on the space between the wooden planks but its dark beyond. A doubt gnaws at her and she wishes that it was Bonnie beside her and not Elijah's mother. But she needs advice.

"Elijah and I are going after Klaus…should I go with him?"

"Do you want to?" Her question is light but again Elena is reminded of a school teacher, leading her student to something they already know.

"I know in that future," she points at the second door, "we travel together and…and." She pauses, not able to voice her worry. They travel together which leads to her having a child in the future. She does not know who the father could be but she can guess.

"What is on your mind?"

Elena shrugs. "Bonnie said I had a child in that future…a son."

"Yes."

Elena turns to her, moved by desperation. "Do you know who the father is?"

Calm but sharp eyes stare at her for a long moment before she nods. "I think you know who he is but do not wish to believe it. The decision is yours but I think Elijah will need your help at this time. Just because you travel together does not mean you are making that future happen. Like I said our choices change the future. You might not become a mother at all and that could be the thing that stops Mystic Falls from being destroyed."

Elena nods, thinking about the butterfly effect. Small changes can have large repercussions. "The future is not set in stone."

"Precisely. Now I can't take you through the doors at the present time, I'm too weak. But in a few nights time Bonnie or myself will visit your dreams again. Or rather you will visit ours." She smiles and gestures down the path where a mist is gathering.

As she walks towards the swirling cloud Elena can't help looking at the tree again. As she does she notices something she missed before. The ground under the tree is littered with fallen branches and one of them is massive. She squints and can just make out something scored into the bark: runes. She does not understand what it says but she wills herself not to forget.

The next morning Elena wakes late and is still in her pyjamas when a knock sounds at her door. Ric answers it, beating Elena to the punch. Elijah and Finn stand there, smiling pleasantly.

"Good afternoon." Elijah says to Ric and then eyes Elena behind him.

She winces. "Sorry, I over slept."

"Not to worry. I also had a restless night." His eyes are red and he still looks tired but he's decked out as impeccably as ever. Elena invites them in but Ric hesitates. The night before they had talked at length, with Elena trying to convince him that it was OK for her to go. She would be safe with Elijah. Finally she had to pull out the 'eighteen and an adult' card. But he had remained wary.

"You're really going on a road trip with Elena?"

Elijah's eyes flick to her and then back to Ric. "Yes, if she wants to accompany me. It's her choice."

"She says that she trusts you but that's not the same as being safe."

"It's not, no. All I can say is that I will do everything in my power to protect her." Elijah smirks with a thought. "But we both know how capable she is. How tough. She'll probably be the one who will guard me. I – uh – I'm not 100% at the present time."

"Yeah, I heard…" He eyes Elijah suspiciously again before reluctantly allowing him and Finn to pass.

They head into the kitchen while Elena races back into her room to change, a feat she manages in less than one minute. She comes back down, running a brush through her hair and deposits a rucksack at the foot of the stair. A map is spread out over the kitchen table and she walks forward, Ric handing her a cup of coffee.

"How are you feeling?" She asks Elijah but Finn answers.

"It was touch and go for awhile, was it not? He was out there all night in the cold and rain. Imagine if he caught pneumonia and ended up dying his first day back as a human. The irony."

"Ha. Along with magic my brother seems to have reclaimed his awful sense of humour." Elijah turns his scathing stare from Finn to Elena where it immediately softens.

Elena sits and looks at Elijah carefully. "Are your memories back?"

"Not all but I'm remembering more. Not all of them pleasant..." He falls silent, looking aside to Finn. "My brother has managed to locate Klaus." He points at the map and she leans forward to look.

"Harris Pond; never heard of it."

"It's a simple pond beside a road in Virginia. That was his last location." Finn gets to his feet and rolls up the map. "If he moves I will contact you."

"Use this." Elijah holds out a cell phone which Finn stares at with distaste.

"No thank you, I have other means I can use…"

They head out towards Elijah's waiting car. It's a Lincoln MKZ, which she immediately thinks is the perfect car for Elijah. It's sophisticated and obviously very expensive. She looks at him as she pulls on her coat. "So you remember how to drive?" It's a valid question; god knows what he's forgotten.

He smiles. "Yes it appears I still have that skill." He watches Finn walk down the path and moves closer to Elena. "You don't have to accompany me. Don't you have school?"

"I want to. In fact Esther said I should." She explains about the lucid dream she had experienced as she puts her rucksack into the trunk of the car and closes it. "And now it's Spring Break. I was gonna go visit Jeremy in Denver but…"

"You still can. Like I said you're under no obligation to come. It could be dangerous."

"More dangerous then staying here? Then it has been for the last year?"

He smiles. "Good point. Thank you, Elena. It's not easy to accept help but I'm grateful." He stares at her sincerely before saying goodbye to Finn.

"Be safe and bring him home before he ruins us all."

Elijah nods and steps back, staring at Finn with clear affection. "I am relieved that you've stayed your hand."

Finn smiles, "I never thought I would serve nature again but now that I can…" he trails off, the notion too wonderful to put into words. "I will make them proud."

Elena isn't sure who he means but the conviction in his words rings loud. She nods at him and gets into the passenger seat. She turns to Elijah as he buckles up.

"Ready?"

"As I'll ever be."

Dense forests give way to fields and then encroach back again. They pass through small towns, each becoming more unfamiliar the further they travel. Sometimes it seems as though they drive through nothing but wilderness.

"Back in the ambulance you gave the paramedic the wrong address." She has been wondering if it is the same house that they might live in one day. She's finding the concept a little easier to accept now that she's seen it.

"First thing that popped into my head. When I'm not here I spend most of my time there or in upstate New York." He smiles, eyebrows raised. "Another puzzle piece falls into place." He keeps his gaze fixed on the road. In fact he seems to be concentrating very hard.

"Do you want me to drive for awhile?"

"When we reach the next town, if you don't mind? Being a vampire came with certain advantages. Some of them being reflexes and improved vision." He shakes his head with a sigh. "So many things to get used to…"

Ten minutes later he pulls over at a gas station. A diner called Al's– no more then a silver truck housed on bricks– stands beside it.

He stares at the place with a frown. "Do we dare risk it?"

She rolls her eyes and walks over to the door, throwing a smile over her shoulder at him. "I'm too hungry to care about food poisoning. Maybe later…"

The sun shines through cheap blinds and the seats need reupholstering but the food is surprisingly delicious. Sitting opposite each other they eat cheese burgers and fries.

"How do you feel? I mean does it feel like a burden has gone?"

He pauses in thought before nodding slowly. "In a way…If you lift a weight, especially a heavy one, it leaves a hollow behind. It feels like there's something missing now, like a tried up sea. It should be there but it's not and it's made conspicuous by its absence."

"So you...miss it?" She sips on her drink, eyeing him thoughtfully.

"Yes and no. I lived with it for so long, trained myself to control it to a degree that I didn't pose a threat. I had a life…" he looks into the distance and then suddenly laughs. "Listen to me. This should be freeing but all I can do is lament that it's gone."

Elena shakes her head, picking up her burger. "It's just something you gotta get used to."

He takes a sip from his drink and shrugs. "If it lasts."

"It will. We'll stop Klaus." Elena says firmly and he nods but she's left wondering if he's only doing it for her benefit. As he takes a bite out of his burger she sees that he's still wearing the gold ring on his middle finger. He follows her line of sight and spreads out his fingers.

"Forgot I was even wearing it…" He looks at the sunlight slanting across their table and twists the ring before he pulls it down his finger and she holds her breath, the air thick with anticipation. The ring comes off and he looks at her, the silence heavy. Elena suddenly bursts out laughing at how anticlimactic it is and he smiles, offering the ring to her.

She blinks, still smiling. "For me?"

"If you'll accept it? I've been wearing that ugly thing for centuries…but it was a large part of my life as a vampire." He adds in a voice low. "I'd be honoured if you'd keep it."

Elena takes the ring offered to her and runs her fingers over it. "Only if you're sure?" He nods and continues eating. She unclasps her necklace and strings the ring through the chain before clasping it back around her neck.

He stares at her as she does it, his gaze filled with troubled longing.

He stands in the doorway, swaying back and forth lightly. Elena pokes him into the room and towards a bed. They have been steadily heading north for hours – Elena doing most of the driving, Elijah giving directions – and had only just managed to find a place to stay as the clock strikes one in the morning. The last forty eight hours seems to have finally caught up with him.

"You're exhausted."

"A tad…" He yawns, cracking his jaw and sits down on the mattress with a smile. "I don't think I've ever been this tired. Not that I can remember." He looks at the two single beds and nods, as if satisfied. He's almost asleep on his feet but she knows he would lie on the floor if there was only one bed to share.

"Get some rest." She watches him fall asleep, too tired to even change out of his suit. Not that she would watch that happen. She pulls a blanket over him and heads back to the car to get their bags. She changes in the bathroom and comes to stand before her bed, looking at him awkwardly. They had agreed to separate rooms but this room was the only one available. Telling herself not to think about it she dives under the covers and shuts her eyes, willing sleep to come. Maybe she will dream and speak to Bonnie.

The doors appear but are gone before she can even blink. She is pulled through the second door by a great force and finds herself standing in a hallway of an unfamiliar house. Sunlight floods the quiet room, the wooden floors and cream walls shinning. Everything is still and clean, almost clinically so and Elena wonders where she is. The only thing that breaks the silence is the faint plink of piano keys. The timid, intermittent sound sometimes turns into a melody that seems familiar before ending abruptly. She walks towards the sound, down the spotless hallway to a door that stands ajar. She opens it slowly.

A dark haired boy, about six or seven, sits on a stool before a piano. Bonnie stands behind him and turns to her when she enters. She says nothing but jerks her head to come forward. Elena does, her breath caught in her throat.

"That's him?" She stares at his back, unable to look away.

Bonnie nods. "That's your son, Grayson."

Elena suddenly turns, tearing her gaze away. "I can't do this. I can't look at him."

Bonnie touches her shoulder. "Why? What's wrong?"

"If I look at him then he's real. He's not just some kid you've told me about, one that might never happen. He's my son, maybe not right now but if I let things play out…"

"Do you want things to play out?" Her voice is soft and non-judgemental.

Elena stares at her desperately. "I can't, can I? If he never gets born it might prevent this future from happening."

Bonnie frowns deeply in thought. "I don't know if you having a son changes things or not but this might be the only time you see him. You might not get another chance."

Elena nods and, after a tense pause, stands at the end of the piano and looks at her son. Brown eyes are concentrating hard on the music sheet before him and his fingers hover nervously over the keys. Finally he begins to play, humming something under his breath.

Elena, who has covered her mouth with a hand, lowers it and stares at Bonnie with huge eyes. "He looks so much like him."

Bonnie nods. "I didn't want to saw anything. I thought at first I was imagining the similarity but…"

"He's beautiful." Her eyes prickle with tears as she gets down on her hunches and watches him as he becomes more confident in his recital. She notices then that he's seated on the left hand side of the stool, playing those keys while the right side is untouched.

Grayson finishes playing with a small flourish and looks to his right with a smile, as if expecting someone to offer him praise but the seat opposite is empty. The smile fades from his face and, with an obvious effort not to cry, he picks the music sheet up and lowers the cover back over the keys gently. He leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

Elena stares after him, pained and hollow at his loneliness. "Why is he so sad?"

Bonnie shakes her head dejectedly. "I don't know. I'm sorry Elena; maybe I shouldn't have shown you this."

"No, even though it hurts I'm glad I got to see him. He seems great, doesn't he?" Pride swells up within her but a small voice at the back of her head tells her to be careful, not to grow attached.

Bonnie smiles. "He's talented. He didn't get that piano playing skills from you that's for sure."

"No, maybe he got it from his father. I bet -" She stalls suddenly as something touches her shoulder and shakes her.

"Wake up Elena, it's nine and they stop serving breakfast in half an hour." Elijah says and stops shaking her gently when she groggily blinks awake.

"What?" She groans and slumps back into her pillow.

He smiles, pulling on his boots. "I'll get you a bagel and some coffee."

She muffles her thanks as he leaves and she lies there, trying to remember her dream. A boy, a piano and his absent father…

Finn's assertions about the rest of his siblings 'having some memory lose' is not strictly accurate. The truth of the matter is that all of them have memories; it's just ones that don't pertain to the here and now. However something's never change.

"Ouch! I swear to god if you continue to flick your teeth once more I'm going to grab that thing and shove it -"

"Rebekah," Finn warns lightly as his sister glares at Kol. He had been tapping a pencil against his teeth, well aware that they can all feel the unpleasant vibrations. The closer they are to each other the more noticeable the link is. She swipes the pencil out of his hand and gives it to Finn who has been using it for the locating spell. He looks at Kol. "You're human now, be mindful of your limitations."

Kol's grin drops like a rock. "It's all I can think about. As soon as this blasted link is gone I'm going to find the nearest vampire and command them to turn me. I will not remain in such a boring, feeble state."

Rebekah stares at her brother, knowing that Kol's irritability is down to more then just physical weakness. They no longer have the ability to dam away their conscience and the harrowing effect is unavoidable. Over the years she's switched hers off every now and then but Kol was different. He is a ripper and never showed a flicker of remorse for all the carnage he has wrought because he never allowed himself to. Now that pain he could have so easily ignored is eating him alive from the inside. The memory loss is a blessing. Who knows what horrors are yet to be revealed?

Finn places the pencil on top of a map. Rebekah stares at it, hit with a sudden memory that makes her smile. "Nic is an artist?"

He nods and holds out his hand for Rebekah to take. He has been channelling her energy to locate Klaus. He inhales deeply and closes his eyes. The pencil on the map stirs and rolls lazily before suddenly standing up on its tip. She watches fascinated as a granite line slowly draws upwards, heading north. After a few seconds it stops with a shudder and falls. Finn opens his eyes and points at the map. She leans forward.

"Charlottesville." He writes the name onto a scrap of paper and then places it into a dish.

Rebekah gets to her feet and Kol joins her. "We should be out there looking for him." Out of all her siblings she is closest to Nic and his absence unsettles her.

Finn shakes his head. "We can not take the chance while the link is still in effect. We're safer here."

Kol grinds his teeth and with a curse walks from the room. Finn looks after him sadly and then back at Rebekah. "Talk to Kol, he'll listen to you. I think I'm still something of a stranger to him…"

Moved by a swell of pity she takes his hand in hers, surprising each of them at the show of affection. She moves back, straightening her spine. "I'm not his mother but I have no wish to die because Kol ticks the wrong person off." She steps back but he grips her hand, stopping her.

"How are you taking it?"

Rebekah smiles thinly. "I would have liked a warning or, you know, an actual say in what happens to me but…" she falls silent and then shrugs. "I'm confused. I wake up thinking I'm back in Paris two hundred years ago but I'm here. All these little memories coming back, haunting me…" She trails off, her expression dark before looking at him again. "To put it bluntly it's utter shit. I liked being a vampire, it's what I've been for a thousand years but now I have menstrual cycles and then the menopause to look forward to. Once mother is awake I will show her my thanks."

"You are angry, I understand but this is for the best. We were unnatural."

"Maybe but it was better then this." She slips her hand out of his and walks out after Kol. Finn sighs wearily before turning back to the dish. He mutters a spell and the paper catches fire, curling into ash.

They drive for much of the day and reach Harris Pond just as the sun sets. A car is parked beside the pond and they get out, looking around.

"It's Klaus' car." Elijah stares through the window. "Car key still in the ignition." He straightens and looks at her with a confused frown.

"Why would he leave his car and not come back for it?"

"I'm not sure." He looks across the large pond, his expression dark and Elena shivers. He could have drowned.

"You don't think…?"

"No, I'd know if he was hurt or worse."

Elena shakes her head, feeling a little stupid. "Right, if one of you dies you all do." She moves to him, head cocked. "The link is only in effect for a few more days."

"Four days." He says quietly and heads back to his car. They leave the mystery of Klaus' car where they found it and head to the next town, this one just as tiny as the one that preceded it.

"It's kinda dead."

"He must have just passed through, using a different car. I see no reason for him to stay here; it's so inconspicuous. Unless that's what mother planned…" He stops the car outside a motel, where a sign flashes vacancies. They get out and check in – separate rooms this time – and then head towards a nearby café.

At this time of night it's almost empty save for an elderly man, a waitress and the chef. The food is edible but not as nice as Al's. She watches him sitting back in his Armani suit and has to hold back a smile.

"What?"

"There's an old guy back there who's dressed like a lumberjack. And now you've just walked in like…" She waves a hand up and down.

He looks down at his suit. "It is a little out of place…I admit I don't usually frequent these kinds of establishments."

"I never would have guessed." She says as the waitress brings them their food. They thank her and begin eating. She eyes him curiously as she sucks milkshake through a straw. "I'm interested to know the places that you do frequent."

He taps his temple. "I have memories of lots of places but some are still missing."

"Tell me what you can? It might help."

He nods, cutting up his steak before speaking again. "The thing that comes readily to mind is about my family. I remember when Rebekah was stuck up a tree and I had to get her down. She went missing for hours and the whole village was out looking for her…"

Elena smiles, batting down a memory of stabbing her in the back. "How old was she?"

"About ten or so. She was spoiled, being the only girl, so she wasn't punished like we would have been."

"What did you do? I mean did you have a job?"

He nods, taking a sip of coffee. "I traded mostly. I told you that my father was a wealthy land owner? Well when the plague struck he moved, bringing a few other families with him. One of them being the Patrova's." He looks at her but then averts his gaze.

"Tatia…"

He nods. "The other main family was the Olson's. Most of us married into that line."

Elena almost chokes on her milkshake. "What?"

He has the tiniest hint of smirk around the mouth. He is becoming more like his old self. "Finn was married first and had many children…Rebekah was betrothed at birth, as was Klaus and Kol. But they were turned before it could happen."

"And – and you?"

He nods. "I was married at eighteen and widowed at twenty three. Her name was Astrid." He says all this conversationally.

Elena stares at him, not sure what to say. The thought that he could have been married never really crossed her mind. Which is ridiculous, he's over a thousand years old; he could have been married a dozen times for all she knows.

"You look a little startled." Which he's clearly amused at.

"No, I just didn't think. You were widowed?" She asks gently.

"Yes. She died in childbirth." His says very quietly and he doesn't look at her for awhile. Finally he smiles. "It was an arranged marriage but we got on, for the most part."

The next question buzzes around her brain, demanding to be said but she can't form the words. He stares at her cannily and she manages to blurt something out. "Did you…?"

"Have children? Yes…I had a son." Again he averts his gaze, clearly uncomfortable, and gets to his feet. He smiles down at her briefly. "I'll be right back." He heads towards the restroom, eyes lowered.

"Wait!" She turns and asks him on the spur. "Can you play the piano?"

He smiles at her odd question. "One of my many accomplishments." He walks into the restroom with a smile still on his face.

Sometimes there is a synchronicity to life, where things mirror each other in such a way it feels otherworldly. Elena feels that now, picturing a little boy at a piano staring at a vacant seat as she stares at one now.

Both waiting for the same man to return.

Once it had been reservation land but it had been abandoned some years ago. Now all that remains is a few dilapidated buildings and a huge, tangled forest behind it. He had been bemused to find out that it's called the Lock Wood. The mountains that they had drove through lie behind them, green and hazy in the dawn light.

Tyler stares at Klaus as he draws, lost in his own head. When he had received the call he had been suspicious but also curious. For the last few days Tyler has felt…free. The sire bond that connected him to Klaus had simply disappeared. At first he had thought that Klaus was dead but the phone call had changed that. Bill Forbes had told him not to go, that it was a trap but Tyler had a feeling that it wasn't. And he was proved right.

Klaus, the fearsome and renowned Original, doesn't know who he is.

"We're here." Bill stops the truck and gets out. Caroline's father was helping Tyler towards transforming painlessly and to break through the sire bond. He still has some ways to go with transforming but the fact that Klaus just fell into their laps makes the pain all worth it. But then he realised with a stab of bewilderment that Klaus was no longer a hybrid but human. He doesn't even appear to be a werewolf, as if the gene is dormant again.

Klaus gets out of the pickup and looks at the chain link fence that surrounds the compound. "This is the place? Bit rundown."

"Yeah…it used to be where a group of Native Americans stayed but they got cast out a few years back. But some stayed. There are people like us here."

"Werewolves?" He had seemed to know this fact about himself without being prompted.

Tyler nods and looks over Klaus' shoulder as two men approach quietly from behind and hit him over the head. As he collapses they throw a bag over his head and drag him away. Bill watches this with an impassive stare but Tyler hangs back, looking a little disgusted. Bill sees this and approaches.

"We're doing the right thing. He's responsible for turning werewolves into creatures that shouldn't even exist. I don't need to tell you that werewolves are almost extinct without him lending a hand to kill you off."

"Except I'm not one of them anymore, I don't belong to any pack." He turns with a scowl but then sees something on the floor. It's the sketchbook that Klaus dropped. He bends down to pick it up as Bill speaks.

"Except you do, there are other hybrids out there and I'm willing to bet the same thing that's happened to you has happened to them. They're no longer under his influence. Klaus turning werewolves into hybrids hasn't gone unnoticed and people want him stopped. He poses a great threat."

"Does he? You've seen what he's like, he's different. He's human. I was up for killing him but now…" He falls silent as he flicks through the pages. He had begrudgingly noted that Klaus is an amazing artist but hadn't taken the time to really look. Portraits of people he doesn't recognise and some he does appear before his eyes. One of them makes him stop, eyebrows raised.

It's Caroline, looking beyond beautiful. Tyler lifts it up and shows Bill whose face becomes like stone.

"He might be human now but he's still dangerous. He's over a thousand years old and you don't reach that age without a lot of cunning. Don't be fooled by his simple, nice guy act. If he has the chance he'll kill us all, hybrid or not."

"What are they gonna do with him?"

"Keep him prisoner until the end of the week. After that he's toast."

Bill walks away, heading into the compound while Tyler stares down at the picture of Caroline, his features softening.

note: This was a long one! I hope Esther's dream wasn't too confusing. I wanted to shake up the dreamscape a bit, something different.

Next chapter things hot up between Elena and Elijah ;)

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