It's strange to watch the people you care about mourn you. When normal people think of death, they think of going to heaven or hell. That's not where I am. It's no where near heaven and way worse than hell, in my opinion. The other side is a strange world.

(Flashback)

"Bonnie?" I asked, after I suddenly appeared in front of her. "Faye? Are you...? No, not you too." Tears were falling from her eyes /ememuncontrollably. "Don't worry. We're going to fix this. You'll get back," she told me. I nodded as I stepped closer to her. I touched her arm and the last thing I heard from her was a scream as I passed through her.

(Flashback Over)

It had been a few hours since I died. I had watched as Damon had carried mine and Stefan's bodies away from sight. I stayed around Damon, wanting to make sure he didn't do anything stupid. He was talking with Bonnie right now. Damon got upset and kicked a wooden chair, breaking it.

"Damon, stop," Bonnie said, as he uses a metal rod to break a vase on the mantle. "You said you had a plan, Bonnie," he said in an angry tone. "I did. I had a traveler who knew the right spell," she said. "And you lost her!" "I didn't lose her. She was sucked into oblivion like everyone else on the Other Side," Bonnie explained.

"Then find another one!" he snapped. "It's more than just knowing the spell. Markos was able to come back because dozens of Travelers were willing to sacrifice themselves in order to overwhelm me. I doubt they'll be willing to do that for a bunch of supernatural strangers," she said. He pointed the metal rod at her. "You know who needs motivation? You need motivation because if the Other Side goes away, everyone we know there, including you, goes away with it," he said, pointing the rod at Bonnie's neck. I walked over to them, so if Damon tried anything, I could stop it. "I know that. Do you think I want to die?" "My brother is over there and so is the girl that I practically raised. Actually I did raise her," Damon said, tears threatening to fall.

"I know that!" Bonnie said as Damon lowered the rod and threw it across the room. I looked down at the floor. Damon was always very protective and sensitive when it came to me. Sure, he tries to hide it, but the tough guy act was just a facade. "So is Alaric, and so is your grams."

"I know that, Damon." Enzo appeared next to me, "Ahem. Let's not forget who else is at the top of the search and rescue list." I rolled my eyes at him. "Enzo is here. So is Faye," Bonnie said, her voice getting quieter when she told him Damon about me. Damon turned and looked in Enzo's direction, even though he couldn't see him. Or me.

"Well, if it's not Mr. Butterfingers himself. How'd it feel to have your only hope of coming back literally slip through your fingers?" Damon said, obviously ignoring what Bonnie told him about me. "Hello to you, too, grumpy pants. Tell him to play nice. I have a plan," Enzo said, looking at Bonnie when he said the last part. "Are you serious? You found another Traveler?" Bonnie asked, looking at Enzo then at me. I just shrugged because I didnt know what Enzo was talking about. "Well, then get on it!" Damon snapped. "I'm already on it, mate. You still need someone to do this coming back from the dead spell. I assume you still have a witch or two in your pocket?" Enzo asked. "More or less," Bonnie answered.

I was holed up in a mausoleum with Bonnie and Silas. Turns out, he's the one Enzo was talking about. "Az vezat esvet," Silas said to Bonnie. "Az vezat esvat," Bonnie repeated. "Esvet, not -vat. I feel like I'm teaching calculus to an infant," Silas said, after he corrected her. "I'm sorry. I'm a little nervous about unleashing a plague onto humanity," Bonnie said and I chuckled at that. "Ooh! I've been upgraded to a plague? Oh. How biblical and fitting, seeing as I probably will kill a lot of people in an epic, all-inclusive way once I'm out of here," Silas said. "Seems fitting to call you a plague then," I said.

"Ouch," Silas, said in mock hurt. Bonnie gives Silas an angry, all-knowing look. "Oh, speaking of, how is my shadow self? Is it a crime for someone so good-looking to be so sad all the time?" Silas asked. I scoffed at that, "How I wish I was anywhere else." "Then why don't you leave?" Silas asked with a knowing smirk. "I'm here for Bonnie," I replied, glaring at him. "Just teach me the damn spell," Bonnie said, stopping Silas before he could say anything else.

"Come on, Bonnie. It's simple. Az vezat esvet," I said, looking at her. "See. Freya can do it," Silas said, pointing at me. "You're not helping," I hissed at him. Just then, Elena walked in, "Hey. Did you find a Traveler that's going to get us out of here?" "Yep. Learning the spell as we speak. I'd introduce you, but, um-" Bonnie said, trailing off.

"Thank you, whoever you are," Elena said to no one in particular. "Oh. Just the perfect specimen of man, that's all," Silas said, arrogantly, even though Elena couldn't hear him. "Moody old lady. Kind of senile," Bonnie said, sarcastically. "I wish it was a moody old lady," I mumbled. "Got it. Well, I'm going to go call Damon, and let him know that we're ready," Elena said, not hearing me. I hate being dead.

I was still with Bonnie. Silas was gone. He got sucked into oblivion, trying to save me. If he didn't, I'd be gone. My mind had wondered off to Elijah. He didn't know about my death.

stood up from where I was sitting next to Bonnie. "Where are you going?" Bonnie asked. "To New Orleans. If this doesn't work or something goes wrong, I need to say goodbye to Elijah," I answered. "But he can't see or hear you, Faye," she said. I nodded, "I know, but I still need to say goodbye."

She gave me an understanding look. "I'll be back later," I said and closed my eyes. I pictured myself in New Orleans, when I opened my eyes, I was there. I always thought New Orleans looked beautiful at night. I remember Elijah telling me that Davina had been brought back. Maybe she could see ghosts like Jeremy could. It was worth a shot.

I made my way through the dark town and looked in many places. Finally, after what felt like forever, I found her. "Davina?" She turned and looked at me, "Freya?" "You can see me?" I asked her, a smile coming onto my face.

"Of course I can see you. What going on?" she asked. "I'm dead," I answered. "What?" "I died last night and now I need your help," I told her. "What do you need?" she asked.

"I need you to tell Elijah that I said goodbye," I answered. She looked down at her feet for a moment then looked back up at me. "No. You're going to tell him yourself," she said. "Davina, I can't. I'm dead. He won't be able to see or hear me," I said. "Follow me," she said.

We walked for a few minutes until we reached the compound. Davina went sraight in and I followed her. "Where's Elijah?" she asked a random person. "I'm right here," Elijah said, coming down the stairs with Klaus right behind him. "What is it that you want, Davina?' Klaus asked, a little annoyed.

"I have a message for Elijah," she answered. "From who?" Elijah asked. Davina looked at me then back to Elijah, "From Freya." "What did she say?" he asked. "She wants to say goodbye," Davina said, softly.

"What do you mean 'goodbye'?" Klaus asked, confused. "I don't understand," he added. I chuckled, "There's a shock," I said, sarcastically. This caused Davina to giggle lightly, but then gave me an apologetic look. "Freya is dead," she said, looking at Elijah.

I could already see the tears starting to form. "No," Elijah said, shaking his head. "She asked me to tell you goodbye for her," Davina said. The tears were now falling from Elijah's eyes. Davina became to chant quietly.

I felt something, but I didn't know what it was. "Freya?" Elijah asked, looking straight at me. "You can see me?" I asked him. "What did you do?" Klaus asked Davina. "I did a spell that allows you to temporarily see her form," she answered.

"In other words: No touch," I explained, giving Elijah a small smile. "What happened?" Elijah asked. "I got my neck snapped," I replied, quietly. "Isn't there something that anyone can do?" Klaus asked, almost desperately. "Bonnie's working on something right now, but I came to say goodbye just in case something went wrong," I answered, looking at Klaus.

I looked back at Elijah. "I want you to know that, if for some reason I can't make it back to the land of the living, I love you and it's okay to let me go and move on," I told him. "How can you say that?" he asked. "Because I can't ask you to spend the rest of your life alone just for me. You can't love a ghost all your life. You have to live. Even if I don't like it, that's the way things have to be. You wouldn't want me to mope around for the rest of my life would you?" He shook his head 'no'.

"And I want you to tell Rebekah, wherever she is, that I love her and I'm going to miss her," I said. "I will," Elijah said as more tears fell. I looked at Klaus, "We may have never really gotten along, but I'm gonna miss you too." Klaus nodded. "You're fading," Elijah said, quietly.

"The spell's wearing off," Davina clarified. "I love you, Freya," Elijah said. "I love you too, Elijah." I looked over at Davina, "Thank you. Even though I haven't known you long, I think of you as my friend." "Same here," she said.

"I have to go," I said. They all nodded in understanding. I closed my eyes and pictured myself back home. I opened my eyes to see myself in front of The Grill. That didn't exactly work out the way I wanted. I saw Damon come out The Grill with... "Alaric?" I ran to them both and hugged them.

They both hugged me. Damon looked at me, "Look, I'm really glad you're okay and I can see you, but we have to get back to Bonnie." I nodded and the three of us ran as fast as we could. We were running through the woods to the cemetery. "Bonnie!" Damon yelled when he saw her. "Thank God!" Bonnie said, noticing Alaric then grabbing his arm and he disappears.

"Where's Elena?" Damon asked. "She made it through," she answered. "Okay," Damon said. "Come on," Bonnie said then grabbed me and Damon's arm, but nothing happened. She backed up then tried again, but still, nothing happened. "Well, would you look at that..." Damon said.

I stood with Bonnie, waiting for Damon. "This place is going down, isn't it?" Damon asked, walking up from behind us. Huge holes of light poke through to the other side, while harsh winds blow all around us. Bonnie looks at me then Damon, "It is. I'm sure there are a million people we'd rather be with right now, but..." she trailed off, taking his hand and Damon takes mine.

"A couple thousand, at most," Damon said, jokingly. I hugged Damon and Bonnie then let go, taking Damon's hand again and looked at the light in front of us. A huge orb of light rips through the tree-tops. "Do you think it'll hurt?" I asked. The fabric of reality itself starts to shatter, leaving nothing but light. "I don't kn-," Damon starts, but never gets to finish as the light engulfs the three of us.