Last night, Dad poured gasoline over the bodies of the nightwalkers Aunt Rebekah killed to protect Hayley, which were piled up in the front yard of the Mansion. At the morning, Aunt Rebekah, Dad and I were talking at the foyer.

Aunt Rebekah was looking out the window and pout, "I cannot believe you disposed of those vampires without me," She said and turned to look at my Dad. "You know how I love to set things on fire."

"Was I supposed to leave them in the front yard to rot? Besides, they were my responsibility. They attacked the helpless pregnant girl who's carrying my child," Dad said, smirking.

I sighed and Aunt Rebekah rolled her eyes. "Oh, I am so moved by your new-found sense of fatherly duties towards the werewolf carrying your hybrid bun in her oven," She said and Dad laughed.

Then Hayley joined us in the foyer and I gave her a smile and she returned before looking at my Aunt and Dad, "The werewolf would like to know what the plan is," She said.

"Well, that depends what plan you mean, love - my plan for global domination, or Rebekah's plan to find love in a cruel, cruel world?" Dad joked. Aunt Rebekah gave a small fake chuckle and a fake smile before she took a pencil from the desk beside me and throw it in Dad's direction. He caught it easily before it could embed itself in his face.

"I noticed it's happening all the time," I said and Aunt Rebekah nodded. "It's in the family, sweetheart," She replied, wrapping her arm around my shoulder.

"The plan to rescue Elijah," Hayley said, sighing. "You know, the good brother?" She looked at my Dad, "The one who is now in the possession of your mortal enemy after you stabbed him in the back?"

"In the front, if we're being specific," Dad said, smirking. "You two said that you would get him back," She said. "Is there a plan?" I asked my Aunt and Dad. They both looked at each other.

"Okay," Dad started and walked to a chair, following by Aunt Rebekah, Hayley and I standing at the doorway, "Well, firstly, Marcel is not my mortal enemy - he's my friend. Albeit one who is unaware that I'm trying to sabotage his hold over the supernatural community of the French Quarter, but a friend nonetheless. And secondly, I daggered Elijah in order to gain Marcel's trust. If I had known he would place my brother in the hands of a particularly nasty teenage witch, I certainly would have weighed my options a bit differently. And thirdly -"

He looked at Aunt Rebekah and gestured for her to speak, "Sister, please." She looked at me and Hayley, "And thirdly, the plan, as you have demanded, is for Niklaus to simply ask Marcel for Elijah back."

Hayley and I looked at each other, frowning before looking back at them, "That's . . . that's not the whole plan, is it?" Hayley asked.

Aunt Rebekah scoffed, "Please. Klaus may be a miserable excuse for a sibling, but there is none more diabolical," She said, looking at Dad. "And that's only the Plan A, love! There's always a Plan B," Dad said. "And what's Plan B?" I asked. He smiled, "War."

I nodded, "Awesome," I said sarcastically. "I believe you spending to much time with your Aunt," Dad comment. Aunt Rebekah smirked at him, shrugging. I smirked, shaking my head before heading out of the room. "Don't get involved," Dad said to me. "I'm always involved," I said over my shoulder and I knew he was smirking.

Hayley followed me up the stairs and we walked to my room, "I don't like the 'Plan B'," I said. "Me too," She agreed as she closed the door behind her. "But we can't do anything about it, can we?"

She sat down beside me on my bed as I sighed. "Yeah, but still. We can tell that we don't like it . . . And it still won't help," I muttered. I glanced down and saw she had a book with her. I frowned, "What's that?"

She glanced down and hold it out, "It's Elijah's journal," She explained. "I read a little of it and I thought you will like to read too." She handed me the journal and I looked at the cover. "You think they can get my Uncle back?" I asked all of a sudden.

She grabbed my hand and gave it a small squeeze, "I trust your Aunt. If she saying that she and Klaus have a plan to rescue him, he will be back home soon."

I looked at her and gave her a small smile. She smiled back and my phone rang all of a sudden. I placed the journal at the bed and pulled out my phone, answering it, "Hello?"

"Dawn."

I frowned, "Marcel?" I asked and Hayley looked at me. "Um . . . how - How did you get my phone number?"

"Josh gave me. Hope you don't mind," He said. "Okay, what can I help you?" I asked. "Glad you asked," He said and I could hear the smirk. "Can you meet me in the compound?"

"Why?" I asked. "Oh come on. Just a little talk. I could use some help," He said. "Fine, I'm on my way," I replied, frowning. "Great, see you soon," He said and we hung up. I looked at Hayley and she was frowning. "Marcel asked me to meet him at the compound," I said.

"You going alone?" She asked and I nodded. She shook her head slightly, "I don't know . . . Did he said something else?" She asked. "Um, he said he can use some help," I said, shrugging. "I'll go and see what's going on."

She bit her lower lip and then sighed, shaking her head, "Still . . ." She trailed off. I smiled a little, "Don't worry, I'll be okay," I said, getting up. "Okay. Just be very careful. I don't trust him. Yet," She said, getting up as well. I smiled and nodded before walking out.

I walked down the stairs and met Dad, "Where you heading off, love?" He asked. "Um, going to meet Marcel," I replied and he stood in my way. "I'm sorry, I must have the vampire that in the basement been torture and he is screaming because I just thought you said you going to see Marcel," He said.

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, Dad. I am going to see Marcel," I confirmed. "He asked for me to come. Said he wanted to talk and some help with something." He shook his head, sighing, "Well, then, are you going with Josh?"

"No," I said, sighing. "I already told you. I will feel much more better to know that Josh is with you around Marcel. In fact I will feel better knowing you not around Marcel or with one of his buddys," He said.

"Oh come on. I have nothing to do with Diego," I protested. "I just met the guy."

"So you two already on first names," He said. I gave him a look, "Really?" I asked. "Don't you think you been a little . . . I don't know, paranoid."

"Perhaps you forgot, but you are my daughter," He said. "My eldest daughter. I can have the right to be suspect by Marcel's friend when he is giving you attention."

"Why Nik," Aunt Rebekah said, walking over with her arms crossed across her chest. "I feel like I've been there with you." Dad smirked at her, "Of course you did. But unlike with Dawn, I killed your lovers."

"Okay, can I . . . can I go now?" I asked. "No," Dad said as Aunt Rebekah spoke, "Yes." They both gave a look to each other and I looked between them. "Okay . . ." I trailed off. "I'll um, I'll just go." With that I walked past them and walked out of the front door.

It didn't took me long to get to the compound. I looked around for Marcel and a hand grabbed my arm gently, "Looking for Marcel?" I turned to see Diego. "Yeah. He asked me to come," I said and he nodded, "He told me you on our side now," He said, crossing his arms across his chest.

"It's complicated," I said. "You making it," He said, raising an eyebrow. I shot him a look and he smirked. "Dawn." We looked over at the stairs to see Marcel walking down, grinning at me as he throw his arms to the air. "My favorite person," He said. I raised an eyebrow, favorite person? Since when?

He walked over to me and Diego, "What do you need?" I asked. He smirked, "I like that about you; Straight to business," He said and turned to Diego, nodding. Diego nodded back and smirked at me before walking away. Marcel walked to my side and throw his arm around my shoulder, leading me towards the stairs.

"I need some tips," He explained and we walked to a room. He closed the door and walked with me to the table in the middle. "I gonna throw a party and I want you to help me with the plans."

"Um . . . You want me to help with the party?" I asked with a frown and he nodded. "And after that, Davina want to see you, so what do you say?" He asked and I nodded slightly, "Okay, then," I said and sighed softly. "Let's get it started." He smirked and I couldn't help but to gave one back.