"Are you bored?" Selina asked Elijah as they sat next to each other on the sofa of their living room. "Do you feel fulfilled?"

"Why are you asking me this?" Elijah wanted to know. "Are you bored?"

"I don't know," Selina shrugged. "But it just seems like we aren't doing as many things as we used to. We lack ways to take up our time, unlike in the past where we never had that problem."

"Well, you know why that is," Elijah said. "After Amanda you told me that you didn't want to have any more children, and it was the children that took up all our time before. Are you saying you want to have another one cause you're bored? Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

"No, that's not what I'm trying to say," Selina shook her head. "I'm saying we need a hobby. Or friends to do stuff with. Or something so that we can talk about more than just Christine and my father. Does that make sense?"

"I never realized it until you mentioned it just now," Elijah sighed. "But it really does."

"So…what can we do?" Selina asked. "What is there for two people who haven't really had time to do much in their lives but have kids to do?"

"Oh, there's so much!" Elijah told her. "Finding a way to occupy our time that doesn't involve our parents or our children shouldn't be hard. What do you say we start taking long vacations? You know I've got houses all over the world. We could go stay somewhere where it's warm in the winter and cool in the summer. And it would give us a change of scenery. Would you like that?"

Selina thought a moment. "You know," she nodded at last. "I really think I might. And how about, just so we get used to this new plan of ours, we start slow? We could pick a place and maybe go for a weekend to start out with before we start going for whole summers or winters or whatever."

"All right," Elijah nodded. "But you remember the big rule of traveling to my other houses, don't you?"

"Yes," Selina sighed. "Don't start fights with the cooks no matter how much I want to experiment in the kitchen on my own. You pay them well and they're happy to be where they are. I don't know why we need to go over this; I haven't had a problem like that in a long time!"

"I know you haven't and I'm proud of you for that, but it never hurts to make sure about these things," Elijah told her. "Which house would you like to visit first?"

"I don't know," Selina shrugged. "You know more about what your houses are like than I do. The only ones I truly remember anything about are the ones that I got from your brother Alexander after he left me because I spent the most time in those."

"Well, why don't we start there, then?" Elijah asked. "If those are the places you're most comfortable?"

"Okay," Selina nodded. "If you're happy with that, why not? But it's been awhile since I've visited. I hope they remember me."

"Of course they will," Elijah smiled, took her in his arms, and gave her a big kiss. "You're pretty hard to forget. And I mean that in a good way, of course."

"I know," Selina nodded. "I wouldn't believe you'd mean it in a bad way." She then grabbed his hand and led him up to the attic where she pulled out a photo album of very old pictures. "If you want to see the houses, here are the best photos of them that I have," she said. Since it had been just after she'd turned into a vampire that she and Elijah's brother Alexander had married, the pictures were black and white and just really old-looking. But the houses, both very austere and Gothic-looking, were very clear.

"They both look the same, don't you think?" Elijah asked as he looked at a photo of Selina and Alexander standing in front of one just after their wedding. "Alexander never did have much imagination, did he?"

"Well, he definitely wasn't as exciting as you, at least not at that point," Selina said. "But then again, I wasn't the best wife either. My early vampire years weren't my best days."

"But you got through them, didn't you?" Elijah told her. "And when you and Alexander saw each other again, you got on well enough."

"Yeah," Selina nodded. "I remember when we were getting reacquainted after the shock had worn off about seeing each other again, and it was when I was still married to Klaus and so Alexander and I made plans to go out to a friendly dinner, but Klaus got jealous, so he sent Adrian, who was still a little kid at the time, to come with us and spy for him. Needless to say, Adrian was a terrible partner in crime, and the evening was something else."

"We did the best we could with Adrian though," Elijah told her. "And he came out remarkably well, thanks to our efforts."

"Yeah, he did," Selina nodded. Then she took one of the pictures of the houses in and showed it to Elijah. "Let's stay at this one," she said. "It's got a really good view of the sunrise in the morning and it's very close to a beach, plus it has a big backyard."

"All right," Elijah said. "That sounds good. You make the plans and I'll tell the people who need to be told that we're going to be gone this weekend."

"Good," Selina replied. "Let's go!"

Although they'd vowed not to say anything about their family plans to Selina, Matthew went ahead and told his brother with Christine's blessing.

"My goodness, another child," Andrew said. "Do you really think you're ready? You haven't dealt with a child from the start in a long time."

"Yes, I know, but…I know what my mistakes were last time and I don't intend on making them again," Matthew told him. "I'm actually going to be around for this child and no wars or anything else will stand in my way."

"I knew this was coming," Amelia said. "But don't you use it as an excuse to forget about Selina."

"I would never forget about her," Matthew said. "But she's a grown woman with a husband and several children. I don't see why you and she carry around this idea that if I have my own life, everything will be ruined. She needs to learn how to go forward without me."

"Oh, she knows how to do that," Amelia spat, her eyes narrowed. "She only did it her whole life."

"Well, there you go then," Matthew replied simply. "It shouldn't be such a difficult transition for her then. I can't wait to see what she's like when she acts like a grown woman."

Amelia heard this and sniffed disdainfully before stalking off and disappearing into the wall. Andrew stayed behind and said to his brother, "I'm very happy for you. I just wish I was alive so I would be better able to interact with the child."

"Thank you," Matthew told him. "They'll know about you. That's for sure."

Andrew gave his brother another smile and then went after Amelia.

"Why are you so upset about my brother wanting to have a child with his new wife?" He asked her.

"I don't see why you're not!" Amelia said. "I went to all this work to give Matthew a child and he's hardly paid her any attention at all, and now he wants to just go have another one with someone else!"

"I have to be honest," Andrew told her. "I've heard about his and Selina's interactions and though they love each other, there's not a real connection between them, is there? They're trying and trying to make one, but it's not sticking. I think they're past the time when they can just start over."

"So what am I supposed to do with my daughter?" Amelia asked. "Just doom her to be without a father because your brother made a choice that stopped him from being in her life?"

"No," Andrew said firmly. "I know we're ghosts and it might not mean much, but…we can do what we planned to do before I died. We can get married. I was much more of a father figure to Selina than Matthew ever was, if you think about it, so our marrying could do Selina more good than anything you and Matthew do for her."

Amelia eyed him skeptically. "What good does two ghosts getting married do?" She asked. "It's not like we can tell people or anything like that."

"Who says?" Andrew asked. "I think we should do it."

"We're ghosts," Amelia sighed. "And I think you're being ridiculous. If we were alive, I wouldn't hesitate to agree to your plan, but now…now I need more convincing."

"And I'll be more than happy to give it to you," Andrew told her, taking her in his arms again. "You know that."

"I can't believe you two conned me into coming with you," Damon huffed as he trailed behind his mother and Lucy while they made their way to Astrid's office to talk to her about Edele. "I don't belong in a place like this!"

"Why not?" Lucy asked. "Don't tell me you're scared."

"Of course I'm not scared," Damon replied. "Why would I be scared of a bunch of women?" It was then that the two women in the world that he did have reason to be scared of put their hands on their hips and glared at him.

"And what is that supposed to mean, young man?" Charlotte asked him. "I know I made an effort when you were a child to be the supportive parent while your father ruled over all of us with an iron fist, but don't you think I'll tolerate any sort of impudence from you."

"Exactly," Lucy leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "Remember, I know where you sleep."

With a nervous gulp, Damon nodded. "Yes, ma'ams," he said, and let them continue to lead him to Astrid's office. He wondered how Astrid would react to having a ghost in her office, but to his surprise, she took it well. All she seemed to really care about was the information they had about Edele.

"So she came through a portal at Selina's father's house," Astrid wrote it down on a piece of paper before looking up at Charlotte again. "And is that where you haunt too? Portals like that happen more often at places that are already haunted."

"Well, it's not my full-time haunting place," Charlotte told her. "But my friend Amelia haunts there, as does the man who would be her fiancé if she'd just admit it."

"And has Edele come back to the house since she first showed up?" Astrid asked. "This woman was very dangerous when she was alive and now that she's dead, she'll be even worse. There are plenty of people she'd like to harm, one of whom is pregnant and going to give birth in a few months, and we need to know where the ghost is so we can corral her and Mary's baby won't come to any harm."

"No, she hasn't come back to Matthew's house that I know of," Charlotte replied. "But I suppose I could ask Amelia to be sure. Although since she has no real connection to the place and it was just where she came in, I don't know why she would come back."

"Yes," Astrid nodded. "I thought that would be the case too. Thank you so much for your help. And let us know if she appears anymore, or you sense her again, would you? It's very important."

"All right," Charlotte nodded. "I will, I promise."

"Me too," Lucy said. "I'll make sure you know right away."

"Thank you," Astrid replied, plopping into her chair, sighing, and pushing her hair out of her eyes. "That's a really big help."