"We don't need to call an ambulance," Stefan said. "I know someone who can come and take her home."

"Yes," someone said. "But if she's dead..."

He shook his head. "She's not." He picked her up and took her to the nurse's office and then called Alistair.

"Where is she?" Alistair asked when he arrived. "What happened?"

Elena shrugged. "I don't know. She was eating apples with Caroline and then she just kinda collapsed."

Alistair sighed. "Let me have a look at her."

He followed Stefan to the nurse's office where Selina lay on a cot. "Who are you?" asked the nurse. "What are you doing in here?"

"He specializes in whatever it is that Sophia has," Stefan told her. "He'll need to take her home so he can make her well again."

"Sure, why not?" The nurse was looking dazed. "Go ahead." She left the room and Alistair, Stefan and Elena stayed with Selina's body.

"So what's wrong with her?" Elena asked. "Can you tell?"

Alistair nodded. "It's probably some kind of poison. Magical poison obviously, because regular poison wouldn't have any effect on her."

"But why would Caroline give her a poisoned apple?" Elena asked. "I mean, they used to hate each other, but they were getting along well."

Just then, Elena's phone rang. She picked up. "Hello?"

"Elena," the voice on the other end said, "I'm lost. I don't know who took me and I'm scared."

"Caroline?" Elena said. "What do you mean? You're here at school. You gave Selina some magic poisoned apples."

"No, I didn't," Caroline said. "I've been here the whole time...wherever here is."

Elena's eyes widened. "I'll have to call you back."

"What?" Alistair asked.

"That was Caroline," Elena said. "Apparently, she's been taken somewhere, so whoever gave Selina the poisoned apple was an imposter."

Alistair nodded. "Elena, go back to the cafeteria and see if you can catch our fake Caroline. And if you've missed her, see if you can find traces of the apple."

Elena nodded. "Okay!"

Alistair looked at Selina. "You're going to be all right, I promise. I'll take you home and we'll figure out what's wrong with you."

Alistair drove Selina home and, remembering her deal with Klaus, put her in a bed in the attic and magicked the door so no one could get in but him. He looked down at her. He knew how to fix her, but he really wondered if that was the best thing to do. This would be the perfect opportunity to test the extent of Klaus' feelings for Selina. With that decision in mind, he left her be and went back downstairs to work on the Caroline issue while waiting for Klaus to return home.

When the front door opened and Klaus strolled in, Alistair watched him closely. "What?" Klaus asked. "Where's Selina? Oh, that's right. She's gone because of that stupid 'no sex until we find ten things in common' rule."

Alistair cleared his throat. "Actually, she's here right now."

Klaus grinned. "I knew she wouldn't be able to stay away!" He ran for their bedroom, but Alistair put a restraining hand on his arm. "That's not why she's here. There was an...incident at her school today. She was poisoned and now she's unconscious."

Klaus' eyes widened. "What?"

Alistair nodded. "It's true. Magical poison. Who knows if she'll ever wake up?"

"Well if it's magical, can't you do something about it?" Klaus asked. "Like magically making her wake up?"

He shook his head. "I'm afraid it's not that easy. In situations like this, it's either hit or miss. All we can do is wait and see how things turn out for her."

"Well where is she?" Klaus asked. "I want to see her."

"I'm afraid that's not possible," Alistair said. "She said that she didn't want to be with you until you'd found ten things in common and I intend to honor that wish."

"No," Klaus was shaking his head. "If she's dying, that's different."

"A little celibacy wouldn't hurt you."

"Yes it would!" Klaus cried. "I have needs!"

"All right," Alistair nodded. "A hundred days. That's just over three months. You can manage that, can't you? After a hundred days, I'll take the spell off the door and you can go in and see her."

"Can I at least go in and say goodbye?" He asked.

Alistair watched him for a moment. "All right," he said. "Come with me." He led Klaus up to the attic where Selina lay prostrate on the bed, her eyes closed. Her skin was pale and chalky and her dark hair fanned out over the pillow."

"Could you leave us alone?" Klaus asked.

Alistair looked at him. "Do you promise you won't do anything bad?" He asked.

"Yes," Klaus nodded. "I promise."

Nodding, Alistair left the room.

Klaus looked down at Selina's prone form and began running his fingers over her face and body. When they brushed her breasts, she moaned, even in unconsciousness, shifting slightly on the bed. Then, to his surprise, she sat up, her eyes opened and she threw her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply.

His arms went around her and he fell on top of her, pushing off her top and rubbing her stomach, causing her to moan loudly. Then, he began working on getting her pants off. When he kissed her neck, she giggled loudly. Just then, the door opened. "You told me you weren't going to do anything bad!" Alistair cried. "And I come back to this?"

Klaus pulled away. "She's obviously not as sick as you say she is. She started this!"

Alistair looked at him strangely. "Let her go," he said. "Let her fall back on the pillows."

"Why?" Klaus asked.

"I want to check something," Alistair said.

Klaus let Selina go and she fell back onto the pillows, her eyes closing again and her breathing becoming even. "She falls asleep rather quickly, doesn't she?" Klaus asked. "I thought I was better than that. Well actually, I would have been if you hadn't interrupted us!"

Alistair was shaking his head. "She doesn't even know that it happened."

"What?" Klaus asked. He started laughing. "Now you're joking."

Alistair shook his head. "No, I'm not. I think she was asleep the whole time."

"Can that even happen?"

Alistair shrugged. "I have no idea. But I know I'm right." He looked at Klaus. "You haven't by chance seen your mother recently?"

Klaus nodded. "Yes," he said. "I saw her yesterday after Selina made her silly little pronouncement."

"What did you two talk about?"

"Well," Klaus said, "She told me that she was disappointed in Selina's behavior and that she would fix things."

Alistair nodded. "All right. You stay here with her. I'll be back soon."

"Gladly," Klaus nodded. Alistair rolled his eyes and left the attic.

Alistair had to steel himself to go inside when he reached the house where Klaus' mother had taken up residence. He opened the front door and slowly walked through the house. Then, he finally reached her bedroom and knocked on the door. "Come in," she called. He opened the door, but stayed in the doorway. "Who are you?" she asked.

"I know your son," he said. "I work for him, as a matter of fact. Niklaus, I mean."

"Oh," she said, looking him over disdainfully. "I see. So you're a warlock, then? What do you want?"

He cleared his throat. "I would like you to tell me what you did to Selina. Did you kill her, knock her unconscious? What?"

"Oh," she laughed. "I simply made it so she'd never leave Niklaus again. She's in no danger of dying. I don't know what would give you that idea."

Alistair frowned. "What do you mean?"

"The apple that she ate was full of a creation of my own which puts the person who partakes of it into a deep sleep while at the same time making them particularly demonstrative sexually," Elissavetta said.

"So Selina's not dead. She's just sleeping."

"Exactly," Elissavetta nodded. "I always found the thought of being ravished in my sleep titillating."

"So you made up something that would bring that fantasy into reality?"

"Yes," Elissavetta nodded. "It was quite enjoyable."

"Is there an antidote?" Alistair asked.

Elissavetta shook her head. "No. And even if there was, do you honestly think I would tell you?"

"No," Alistair said. "I'll be going now."

"Goodbye," Elissavetta waggled her fingers at him.

He left, breathing deeply all the way home.

"So what do we have?" Klaus asked.

"She accidentally ingested a potion your mother made," Alistair said. "I don't have an antidote because your mother wouldn't give me one, but I'm sure that if I collect either her blood or her saliva, I can get a good enough idea of what's in the potion to make an antidote myself."

"Why do we even have to make an antidote?" Klaus asked as Selina sat up again. "This is a cozy enough arrangement, isn't it?"

"Because," Alistair said, "You aren't the only person in her life. I bet there are many other people who will wonder what happened to her if she just stays like this forever." Alistair frowned. "And stop encouraging her. That just makes it worse!

Klaus gave him a sheepish grin and removed his hand.

'Where's your phone?" Alistair asked.

"Why?"

"Because," Alistair said, "given that I have to make the antidote from scratch, it will take time, probably two to three weeks and I can't have you around here distracting me or encouraging her, so I'm going to call Elijah and see if he'll take you in."

Klaus rolled his eyes. "Fine."

"And now you know," Alistair said as he took the phone, "Why I vowed never to have children."

"Hello, brother," Elijah said as he opened the door and ushered Klaus inside. "Wonderful to see you."

"You're smirking," Klaus said.

Elijah shook his head. "No I'm not."

Klaus nodded. "Yes you are. You know I didn't choose to come. I only came because Alistair brought me."

"I know," Elijah said. "He told me why on the phone."

"I don't understand him, ruining a perfectly good thing by making an antidote." Klaus said.

"I'm surprised you don't want him to," Elijah said.

"Why wouldn't I?" Klaus asked. "The way things are now, I can have Selina any time I want without complicating things."

"But that's not the point of your relationship," Elijah said. "The whole reason why you're drawn to her, as I've explained to you several times, is that she provides a challenge for you. She doesn't just fall at your feet and say 'make love to me' like every other girl and woman you've had over the years. And the only way you're going to get that challenge, that thrill of the hunt, as it were, is if she's conscious again."

"Oh, please," Klaus said."You think you understand me, understand us. But you don't. You're just making a bunch of guesses."

Elijah nodded. "Say what you will. But we have three weeks ahead of us with no distractions. You'll want to open up to me sometime."

Klaus just glared at him. "I wish I could die."

Just before the three weeks ended, Klaus decided to make a break for it. He didn't care if Alistair didn't have Selina's antidote yet. If he had to spend one more evening with Elijah doing jigsaw puzzles and twenty questions, and watching educational documentaries, he would go insane. He managed to sneak out of the house and began running like hell back to his house. When he reached it, he stood there judiciously staring up at the house, thinking of the best way to get up to the attic. Eventually he realized that the best route would begin with him shimmying up the trellis and end with him pitching himself headfirst into the attic window. And he was wearing new pants. He didn't want to get them dirty, he just wanted to get them off. He finally decided just to go to his room and sleep it off. Maybe Selina was sleepwalking too and he'd get lucky.

And he was correct. Shortly after he'd tucked himself into bed and closed his eyes, he heard the squeaky hinge on his bedroom door act up. He sat up as Selina entered the room. Her hair hung loose and she wore a long white lace nightgown with a high neck. She stood at the end of the bed for a moment, staring at him. He was unsure of what to do, but finally decided to let her come to him. Alistair was going to read him the riot act in the morning and he wanted to make absolutely sure nothing was his fault. He got less grief that way. He continued to watch her as she grinned at him and pulled off the nightgown, throwing it in a crumpled heap on the floor. She wasn't wearing anything underneath it. She sauntered to the empty side of the bed and climbed in. But instead of climbing under the covers, she sat on her feet and leaned in to kiss him.

He put his arms around her neck and repostioned her so that she was underneath him. He began to work his way down, planting kisses from her lips to her feet. She moaned, opening herself to him. He entered her with more force than he intended and she began convulsing and crying. He quickly pulled out and held her instead. A minute later, his bedroom door opened again and Alistair stood on the other side. He turned on the light. "What is going on in here?" He saw them and nodded. "Did she come in here?"

Klaus nodded. "Yes, she did. We were playing around and then all of a sudden she just starts convulsing and screaming. Do you have the antidote yet?"

"Yes," Alistair nodded.

Selina was thrashing wildly in his arms now. "Well don't just stand there!" Klaus snapped. "Go and get it!"

Alistair nodded and took off for the basement while Klaus did his best to keep her calm and hold her steady. She was scaring him now, but he wondered if something was scaring her. Finally, Alistair returned clutching a syringe of blue liquid. He plunged it into her side and her eyes finally opened. She gasped. "What happened?" Alistair asked.

"It was so horrible," she said. "I kept seeing things. Horrible, horrible things. I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't and it just kept getting worse and worse..." She dissolved into tears.

"What did you see?" Klaus asked.

"You," she said, sniffling and wiping her eyes. "Things you've done, the people you've killed..."

"It's not like you've never killed anyone," Klaus said defensively.

"I never said I didn't." She was subdued now. "And anyway, that's not what sent me over the edge." She pushed away from him. "I have to go," she said. "I shouldn't even be here anyway. Remember the deal we made."

"But we thought you were going to die," Klaus said. "And when I was holding on to you just now, I was scared as hell. Doesn't that count for anything?"

Selina put her nightgown on and shook her head. "No," she said. "Because there's no love in you. The only reason you were scared was because you don't want to lose my body, not because you love me, and therefore it doesn't count."

Klaus' eyes widened. "But how...?"

"In my dream," Selina said. "I saw it. You were talking to Elijah and you said that love was a weakness. And that you weren't weak. You didn't feel. You didn't care." Her voice cracked and tears began running down her cheeks. "I have to go now. Goodbye."