After an hour of working nonstop on displays and translating pages of old Gaelic books Elaine needed a break. She headed out into the museum and walked down to the nice public bathrooms, avoiding the much smaller staff restrooms.

When she was washing her hands she heard the door open and someone walk in. She listened to the sound of heels as she turned off the water. Then she looked in the mirror and saw that it was the creepy gothic rock-star looking guy that had been following her during the day. He was tall, with spiked bleached hair.

"Um… this is the women's bathroom. The men's one is down the hall." She said with a cautious smile.

"So you're the one? The Prime Merlinean? You don't look like much…" The guy said with a lightly British sounding accent.

"Excuse me?" Elaine asked turning to eye the other. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Cool," he said with an evil smile. "That'll make this easier."

He kicked his stylishly booted foot towards the hand dryers on the wall. They all came on with a loud roar of air.

"Can't have anyone hearing your cries," he said with a raised voice.

"Who are you?" Elaine asked, her voice a bit pitched with fear and confusion.

This caught the man off guard. He gave her a look that was stunned. "For real? You don't recognize me?"

Elaine just shrugged. She honestly had no clue who this guy was, but apparently he expected her to know. "No… are you in a band? Like Depeche Mode?" Then she let out a yelp as the guy shoved her against and up the wall. Then she just hung there by magic as he stepped away.

"What do you weigh? Like a buck ten?" He asked idly.

Elaine raised her hands in frustration. "What is this? High school all over again?"

The guy turned to her and frowned. "You really don't know who I am? I'm Drake Stone, the magician!" He snapped his finger and Elaine fell to the ground.

"Um, sorry that doesn't ring a bell," Elaine said after getting up slowly and brushing herself off. She had never been that that interested in stage magic. Given the spells this guy was slinging around, she figured he was more than a mere illusionist.

Drake frowned. He wasn't pleased that she didn't know who he was at all. He was a star!

"Oh well, doesn't matter. Tell you what, let's have some fun. Hit me with your best, your most powerful spell." He said spreading his arms and making himself the best possible target. He sucked in a breath as if bracing himself.

Elaine fumbled for the ring in her pocket and quickly got it on. She tried to do a plasma bolt, but nothing happened. Not that she was very surprised, it was hard to clear her mind in this situation. "Ummm…"

Drake faked being blasted then shrugged. "Just kidding. Not working?" He asked with amusement.

Elaine shook her head and mumbled something about it just not working right at the moment.

Drake sighed and asked, "Have you put on the ring? Yes? Then take off the ring." He started attempting to mess with her head a bit.

Elaine was just about to listen to him then she heard the door open and Horvath walked in.

"Will you shut-up!" He said to Drake as he walked past the other Morganian and stopped in front of Elaine. "Go guard the door!" He added with a glance at Drake.

Drake did as Horvath said with a frown. He was a bit annoyed at having his fun cut short. He gave a final glance at the girl before turning his attention to his post. He thought that it was a shame they had to kill her. She was cute in a geeky sort of way, with her ponytail and short stature. She couldn't be much taller than 5'5" he guessed. With a shrug he turned to the door, a bored expression on his face.

Elaine looked at Horvath with fear before trying to bolt. She felt her body stop and get dragged back to the wall. Horvath stood in front of her, his cane pressed against her neck.

"I'm going to kill you here, in this bathroom. Not a very pleasant fate, but there it is," Horvath stated as he glared at her. Elaine glared right back at him, which gave him pause. The look was eerily similar to one Veronica gave him once. "Where is the Grimhold?"

"I don't have it!" Elaine said honestly. She didn't have it on her.

"Where is she!" Horvath asked again with fury.

Elaine looked at him in confusion for a moment. "She?"

Horvath smiled wickedly. "Ah, he didn't tell you? The truth about who's in the doll?"

Elaine blinked at him before answering. "Um, more Morganians?"

Horvath sighed. "Not just Morganians, but Morgana!" He said with emphasis. "And, Veronica, or at least what' s left of her." He added softly.

Elaine hoped that he was joking. She didn't really know who Veronica was, but the name Morgana made her shiver with fear for a second. "Morgana Le Fay?"

"Yes, Morgana Le Fay," Horvath answered her with a wicked smile. "Tell me… have you ever been in love?" He asked after a moment.

Elaine just gave him a look that said to leave the subject alone.

Horvath smiled wider. "You're in love now, aren't you? No don't answer, I can tell just from your expression. Tell me, what would you do if you lost him?" He had to wonder who she was in love with though.

She gave him a look of pure hatred. A look that spoke volumes to how much she would hurt him if he harmed her love. Which made him flinch back, the look was exactly the one Veronica had given him once when she had chosen Balthazar over him. "You'd be no better than the rest of us!" He snapped at her.

Elaine instinctively re-acted in anger, casting a spell that had been cast on her recently, the "True Sight" spell.

She saw Horvath's soul, and it was a dark angry place. She saw images, like paintings, showing things that mattered to him. There was a painting of the woman that Elaine had been in her dream. In the picture the woman was surrounded by thorns but glowed with power. Another portrait was next to that one. It held a stern looking woman with skulls surrounding her. She looked all powerful, and terrifying. Horvath himself was standing between the two pictures, a hand tied to each one.

Elaine broke the spell before she could go any further. She looked at Horvath with wide eyes.

"It can't be! You can't be her!" He roared in anger after learning that she had the same soul as Veronica. He had also learned that she was in love with Balthazar, and that made him hate her just a bit more. He pressed his cane to her throat violently. "You can't be her, she's in the Grimhold!"

"I don't know what you are talking about!" She spoke with pure panic at his strange statements.

"Shut-up!" Horvath snapped as his anger grew. "No matter. We'll see the truth once I get a hold of the Grimhold. Now where is it!" He demanded.

Elaine gave him a level look. "I don't know." She said averting her eyes at the last second in reflex.

"Oh you really are a bad liar." Horvath grinned.

"I know. I keep telling her that!" Balthazar's voice came from the doorway. Horvath and Elaine looked to see him holding up Drake Stone with magic. "Want your guy back?" He added before sending Drake flying towards the wall near Elaine. Drake hit solidly and slid to the floor in a crumpled heap.

Horvath grabbed Elaine and tried to use her as a shield. "I'll kill her Balthazar, and then you would have lost yet another love."

Balthazar faltered, not wanting anything to happen to Elaine.

Elaine took the moment to clear her head and catch Horvath's hat on fire. He let go of her with a startled noise and grabbed his hat from his head. This gave her a chance to back away from his reach. It also gave Balthazar a chance to cast something on the mirror and grab Horvath.

"The Hungarian mirror trap? I haven't seen that for centuries." Horvath said with contempt.

"Guess I'm just old-fashioned," Balthazar said as he tried to push Horvath into the mirror. Horvath and him wrestled back and forth in front of the mirror for a few minutes, neither of them gaining the upper hand.

Then Elaine noticed that Drake was back up and preparing a plasma blast for Balthazar.

"Balthazar! Look out!" She cried in alarm as the bolt was loosed. Balthazar reacted quickly, getting out of the way. The bolt hit Horvath, sending him into the mirror.

Balthazar then flicked his fingers sending Drake into the nearby stall with a loud crash. Once he was sure that Drake wasn't getting back up he grabbed Elaine's hand and lead her out of the bathroom.

"This is why I wanted to be by your side today Elaine, not just for training." Balthazar explained as he took her to his car. "Aren't you glad I gave you that amulet?"

"Yes I'm glad I have the amulet. Still, how did you know something was wrong?" Elaine wondered out loud.

"The amulet also alerts me to the presence of any Morganians," he explained with a faint grin. It was something he had created for Veronica many years ago.

"That's good," Elaine spoke softly, "but you can't be by my side all the time. I have a real life, and projects that I'm committed to."

"Your destiny is more important than any project." He said as they got into the car.

Elaine wanted to argue, but she was too stressed to think of anything valid to say. She got out her cell phone and called Dr. Kincaid, telling him something had come up and she had to leave. He was angry, but seemed to let it slide.

Once they were back at Elaine's apartment she settled down a little bit. She made sandwiches for them both and they sat across from each other at the kitchen table. Balthazar tore into his heartily, but Elaine just picked at hers a bit.

"Thank you, for saving me, Balthazar." She said after a few minutes of silence. She had a tentative look on her face as Balthazar looked up at her.

His heart ached at that look on her face. He wiped off his hands and took her hand gently in his. "Elaine, I will do whatever I can to keep you safe." He said softly, looking into her eyes.

Elaine squeezed his hand and smiled at him. "I'm glad," she said. They were silent for a few minutes. Finally Elaine got the courage to ask something that had been bothering her since Drake Stone had started the confrontation.

"Now, can you tell me? What's a Prime Merlinean?" She asked with a deadly serious expression on her face.