"So..." Amy told Klaus as he came to bed. "Did you enjoy going out hunting with Kol? It was probably a nice break after Savannah's party."

"Definitely," Klaus agreed. "I love Savannah, don't get me wrong, but sometimes, being a parent makes me forget who I used to be. People used to be truly scared of me."

"How do you know they still aren't?" Amy asked. "Have you checked?"

Klaus shrugged. "No, but I just...I have to assume. So when I hunt, and I see the fear in a human's eyes, I bite down, and the blood comes spurting out...it just...it feels so good!"

"I bet it does," Amy replied, her face looking a little green. "And I'm glad you're happy. But I really don't need details. No offense or anything."

"Sorry," Klaus replied, taking her in his arms. "Would this be a bad time to tell you that I'm thinking of beginning to teach Savannah how to hunt?"

"Oh, Klaus, no!" Amy shook her head. "Not people!"

"Of course not people!" Klaus replied. "She's just a baby. I'm talking about the training thing with the jelly doughnuts. Oh, never mind. You'll see what I mean eventually."


And the next day, she did. She woke up late, just after eleven in the morning, and got out of bed, walking into the living room in her PJs, messy hair, and bare feet, and gasped, the sight that met her eyes brushing all the morning cobwebs from her brain. Savannah had red all over her mouth and she was giggling like mad as Klaus held onto her. He was laughing too. And the whole living room was covered in newspaper.

"Oh, my god!" Amy gasped. "Oh, my god!"

"What's the matter?" Klaus asked when he saw her.

"Savannah's face," Amy pointed with a shaky hand. "What's that on Savannah's face?"

Klaus held up the doughnut that had the bite in it. "It's just jelly," he said patiently. "See?"

Amy took her hand off her mouth and tiptoed over to Klaus, snatching the doughnut out of his hand and examining it.

"All right," she said at last, handing it over. "But you better tell me when she starts hunting for blood. I don't want to just see it and have a heart attack."

"Well, of course," Klaus replied. "If that's your reaction to jelly, I don't wanna see your reaction to blood."

"Good," Amy replied, and took a deep breath. Klaus got up, picked up Savannah, patted Amy on the shoulder, and went to wipe his daughter's mouth off.

"Any more doughnuts?" Amy asked. "Or did you just get the one?"

"Are you serious?" Klaus asked. "Who only gets one doughnut?" He then brought Savannah back into the the room, stuck something in the doughnut that was attached to a string, and then Klaus pulled the doughnut around the newspaper while Savannah crawled after it, pouncing and taking another bite.

"So that's what the newspaper is for!" Amy exclaimed. "I was wondering!"

"I figured that you wouldn't want to get any stains on the carpet," Klaus replied. "I'm very considerate that way. Now, why don't you get yourself some breakfast and come watch? Savannah's getting very good very quickly."

"I can see that," Amy replied. "And I'm proud." She went in to get some coffee and one of the other doughnuts as Klaus had suggested, then came back to watch her daughter do some more hunting practice. After the doughnut was gone, Amy washed and dressed Savannah, then put her in her room to play while Klaus helped Amy clean herself off in the shower.


"You know, you really don't have to stay here with me like this," Jonathan told Margot. "Feel free to leave at any time."

"Of course I'm not gonna do that!" Margot replied. "You're going through something...unless of course, you want me to leave."

"Sending you away would mean that your only option would be to go back into the arms of Klaus' brother and I couldn't do that to you!" Jonathan replied. "Not since you hate him so much."

Margot sighed. "I don't exactly hate him, but...I hate how he makes me have all these feelings for him that he's never gonna be in the mood to return, you know? So I think that spending as much time away from him as I possibly might finally make him get in his head how much he appreciates me."

"You're a sweet woman, Margot," Jonathan told her. "Caring and warm. Doesn't surprise me he'd throw you away. You deserve better."

"Maybe," Margot sighed. "But the problem is, I don't want better. I want him! But I can't let him know that until I know he likes me too. Otherwise, I'd feel like a complete idiot."

"Let me tell you who else feels like a total idiot," Jonathan said. "I-I did a spell on myself so I would forget Savannah because I heard from Enid that Savannah will be in love with me in the future. The thought fills me with dread cause she's just a baby at the moment. So I thought that if I made myself forget her, then I could go away and there would be no way for her to become attached more than she already is."

"Sorry," Margot told him. "I bet taking you to her party didn't help much with that."

"It's not your fault," Jonathan replied. "You didn't know. But I don't understand why the spell didn't work!"

"Maybe you did it wrong," Margot replied.

"I don't think so!" Jonathan replied. "Given the situation, I was very careful to do everything correctly. And yet, I still knew exactly who Savannah was when I saw her. Any idea why?"

Margot shrugged. "I don't know what to tell you." She snuggled against him. "Except that I won't leave you until you want me to. I'll stay here, and we'll get you through all this. It'd be a better use of my time. I bet Kol doesn't even miss me anyway."


"You know, Kol," Klaus said to his brother after a week of seeing Kol skulk around moodily. "Maybe you should go out. It might do you some good."

"No, thank you," Kol replied.

"You can go to the park," Klaus continued. "You know, take Savannah with you, get yourselves some fresh air...plus, there are loads of single mothers there. You never know. Something could happen."

Kol paused and raised an eyebrow. "Are you seriously giving me permission to use your daughter to get a woman?"

"Yes!" Klaus replied. "At this point, I'd let you use any means possible if it would get you the hell out of my house, at least for a little while. If I have to hear you mutter about Margot and Jonathan Putnam for one more day, I'm gonna rip off your spine!"

"Fine," Kol replied, picking up his niece. "I'll take her out, but don't expect any miracles."

"Who knows," Klaus replied. "You could end up being surprised."

Rolling his eyes, Kol took Savannah to her room and grabbed her diaper bag, and went out to the car, driving Savannah to the park. As he parked the car and took out her stroller, he struggled to open it, cursing softly under his breath and banging it against the sidewalk.

"Would you like some help?" He heard a light female voice ask. He looked up and saw a redhead with a pretty, freckled face, wearing snug jeans and a flowered, button down blouse.

"Sure," Kol replied. "I just...I'm kinda new with this."

"Don't worry about it," she replied and opened the stroller with ease. "I do this for my niece all the time." She held out her hand. "I'm Kathy."

"Kol," Kol replied, giving her hand a shake. "I'm new around the park. Do you come here often with your kids?"

"Oh, I don't have any," Kathy replied. "But I do babysit a lot and bring my charges here. Who's the stroller for?"

Just then, a cry issued from the backseat of the car.

"Sorry, Savannah!" Kol cried and hurried to get his impatient niece out of the car and set her down in her stroller.

"What a sweet little girl!" Kathy said, bending down.

"Her name is Savannah," Kol replied. "She's my niece."

"And how sweet of you to watch her while her parents have a break!" Kathy replied.

"It's nothing," Kol replied. "My pleasure, really."

"You know, this is gonna sound ridiculous," Kathy replied, her face coloring a little. "But there's an ice cream stand here and I wondered, would you like to get a cone with me and then...maybe sit and talk? I mean, you're an attractive guy and all, and you probably have a girlfriend, but..."

"Oh, no," Kol replied. "Actually, she and I are on a break at the moment. I would love to have an ice cream with you, and then maybe, as a way of saying 'Thank you' for your help with the stroller, you could come and get a drink with me sometime?"

"Sure!" Kathy replied, pushing her hair out of her eyes. They weren't the same color as Margot's, but it was all close enough. She would do. They began walking toward the ice cream stand, Kol trying not to think about Margot, although, no matter how much he wished it, he knew that that would never happen.


Feeling a bit frazzled, whether the cause was the trouble with Savannah or his mother, he didn't know, Jonathan decided to have a glass of wine and listen to the radio before he went to bed that night. He finished the glass, then got himself another, and another. He knew his father wouldn't approve, but he didn't care. After he finished his fifth glass, he felt himself start to get drowsy. He let the voices on the radio lull him to sleep, and as his eyes closed, he found himself sitting at a table in the middle of a garden on a sunny day. There was also a slight breeze, and the chair across from his was empty, but pulled out, as if it were waiting for someone.

Suddenly, the front door of a mansion just feet away opened and a young woman in a flowing white dress that blew up in the wind, exposing her legs, approached the table. She had red hair and sunglasses on, hiding her eyes. And he could barely tell about the sunglasses cause she wore a floppy white hat.

"You're back," she said, and sat down. "Can I-can I get you anything? Some lemonade, perhaps?" She took off her hat and fanned herself with it. "It's a bit warm, isn't it?"

Finally, she put her hat down on the table and he saw (quite unintentionally) that the dress was low cut and gave him a good view of her breasts. Her whole body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

"I'll take a lemonade," he managed to get out.

"All right," she nodded, tilting her glasses down so he got a look at her big blue eyes. "A lemonade for you, and a popsicle for me." She zapped it up for him, along with her popsicle, and then put the treat in her mouth, sucking on it and pulling it out, again and again. Jonathan couldn't take his eyes off her. Finally, she said, "Is that lemonade no good? You haven't drunk any of it."

"Oh, no!" Jonathan replied and sipped so quickly he choked. "It's delightful!"

"Good!" She grinned. Then he felt himself tense up as she leaned forward and kissed him. As the kiss lingered, he felt himself relax, then his eyes opened and, much to his shock, he saw that it was his sister's dog, Jolly, that was kissing him and not a pretty redhead.

"Oh, god!" he cried and went to wipe the dog spit off his face. "Why can't you stay in Anne's room, where you belong?"

Jolly followed him into the bathroom and watched as he wiped off his face, then followed him out of the bathroom and to his bedroom where, to Jonathan's delight, the dog couldn't follow him to bed. He shut his eyes and hoped that he could get back the dream of the redhead. She really was a pretty woman.


"What's the matter with you?" Hazel asked Alistair. "You seem a little down. "Maybe you should let me cheer you up."

"No!" Alistair replied firmly. "You remember that last time, we decided that we were just gonna talk about your problems, nothing else."

"Oh, come on!" Hazel pouted and came to sit on his desk. "Are you upset because your daughter came and found us? It's nothing! Let yourself have a little fun!"

"No," Alistair replied firmly, without looking up.

"All right," Hazel replied and cast a spell. "What about now?"

Alistair looked up and started, surprised to see Astrid standing across from him. "What in the hell?" He asked.

"Would you be more willing to have fun with me if you could just pretend you were having sex with your wife?" Hazel asked him.

"No!" Alistair replied, looking horrified. "Change back right now!"

"No," Hazel replied, sashaying around the office. "I don't think I will."

She then pulled Alistair up by his tie and kissed him. And while they kissed, the door to the office opened and Hazel glared at their visitor.

"Oh," Selina said. "Sorry for interrupting. I'm glad the two of you got back together. I came to ask what the plan was for when Laura goes into labor, but it can wait."

"Yes, yes, move along!" Hazel said dismissively. "Goodbye." Selina nodded and shut the door, leaving Alistair's house with a happy feeling. But it disappeared when she got home and found Astrid sitting on her steps and looking dejected.

"What are you so upset about?" She asked. "You and Alistair are together again. I just saw you kissing him at your house."

"What?" Astrid asked, wide eyed as she quickly stood up. "Selina, that wasn't me."

Selina's jaw dropped. "You don't think that Hazel would be devious enough to-"

"I do," Astrid replied. "Let's go and sort this out. I'm all for letting my husband work through this, but I'll be damned if I let him screw someone else who's made up to look exactly like me!"