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Kol parked the car in the garage, and I sluggishly got out of the vehicle. I hate long drives, especially when you have to drive straight through. My partner in crime led me to the Marriott Hotel, located in Copley Square, and since we had no luggage, it was hassle free. Kol and I walked right up to the front desk, and I let Kol talk to the receptionist.

"Hello, love, we would like a room please. On the house." He told her, undoubtedly using compulsion on the poor girl. The brunette smiled and nodded cheerfully, and she spoke, "Sure, I'll get the key so you and your wife can make yourselves comfortable." When she said the word wife, Kol wrapped an arm around me, but I rolled my eyes and shook it off.

The girl swiftly gave Kol the key and we made our way to the room. When I walked in, I was not surprised to see that the room was a one bed suite. I stared at the bed while Kol jumped on it a little to annoy me. The jumping Original pouted when he saw that I did not join in on the fun, "You know, darling, this point of this little trip was to make sure you have fun. Now, I don't see you having fun."

I then decided to just give in, and I allowed him to take my hand and pull me onto the bed with him. I started to laugh as Kol turned on some rap music and scrunch up his nose, it was adorable. "Why are you laughing at me?" He questioned, and I shrugged and replied, "I just really need to teach you how to get with the times." The youngest Original then began to laugh as well, but then he went silent and suggested, "I'll take the first shower because we are all road trippy and gross, especially you. Unless, you want to save water and settle the thick sexual tension by showering with me?"

I raised my eyebrow at that, and he seemed to get the message that that would not be happening. I just shook my head at my incredibly daft friend, and he huffed before walking into the bathroom.

Sitting on the bed, my thoughts went back to my current situation. I never wanted to become this girl, like Katherine or even Elena. I was sired to my boyfriend's brother, who was also an Original Vampire. Never in my wildest dreams did I think this would be me, for I had dealt with pathetic sired vampires before.

I was taken away from my thoughts suddenly as my phone rang. Dread pooled in my stomach as I read the name on the caller id, Niklaus. I really could not talk to him at the moment; how could I explain to my boyfriend that I was sired to his older brother?

I expelled the feeling of guilt as I hit the ignore button. At the moment, I did not care that I would probably pay for that later.

I breathed in through my nose and put through my mouth to calm myself down, but my relaxation came to a halt once again as my phone rang. I looked at the caller id with hesitation. Staring at my phone, I felt like there were two parts of me going in opposite directions. Do I answer my sire, or do I listen to Kol and take a break from Mystic Falls? The sired part of me gave in and I pressed the answer button, but before I could hold the phone to my ear, a strong hand crushed the device.

I gazed up to see Kol with a stoic look on his face. I suddenly felt guilty for not listening to my friend, and Kol spoke, "You can take a shower now." Silently, I nodded and walked towards the bathroom door, but my friend's voice stopped me, "This is why I'm here, Sydney. I have to make sure you stay you with all that's going on."

I chose not to say anything back, and I silently shut the bathroom door.

I changed into the semi risque outfit Kol picked out for me. It was an outfit I definitely would have worn when I was a regular vampire before, and I wanted to get back to her. I had to get the scared, lost, little girl who could not admit what she wants out, for I wanted the confident, strong, badass vampire I was before. I needed to be that because something was coming, something big; I could feel it.

The Original and I were strolling down Newbury Street, shopping and loving life. It reminded me of the times when Kol and I would travel together, I missed those days. I missed him. It was nice to finally relax and hang out with the one person who knew me better than anyone else. We ventured into the expensive boutiques and compelled ourselves clothes, "Only the best for the Salvatore Witch and the most handsome Original." Kol sang, and I just rolled my eyes at his antics.

Just as we walked out of a store with two compelled people walking behind us with our bags, I felt a pair of eyes on us. I looked back suspiciously, and when I did not see anyone, I became confused. Someone was definitely watching us, I could sense it. When Kol asked me what was wrong, however, I just replied, "It's nothing. I'm tired of shopping, let's have some real fun."

My friend just smirked and replied, "You're right. Let's see how much Boston has changed since 1870." I smiled at the grin on my friend's face, and soon enough, I found myself at a bar. The bartender lined up shots and called out, "1, 2, 3! Go!" I threw back the shot quickly and slammed the empty glass on the top of the bar. I did a victory dance afterwards, and the others groaned, "That's four!"

I laughed at the expression on Kol's face as he coughed. You would think being a 1000 year old Original would be more tolerant to alcohol. "Do you need a bib?" I taunted him, and he just smoothly replied, "Sorry I cannot unhinge my jaw like a snake to consume alcohol." I just shook my head with a smile on my face as I drummed on the counter. "Okay, who's next?" I then addressed the bartender, "Another round, Tessa?" The brunette just smirked at my drunkenness and poured the shots, while some haggardly, drunk, old woman pointed out, "Honey, you should be on the floor."

"I'm not even drunk! My tolerance is like way up here! Right Kol?" I spoke, and jumped up to show how high my tolerance really was. My friend winked at me in response and said, "I think you're getting real drunk real fast, darling. It might be due to your other side." I got offended at that and argued, "I'm not drunk! You're drunk!" Kol put his hands up in mock surrender and I giggled and fell against him.

I listened to the beat of his heart and closed my eyes, this was nice. Like paradise. I could hear everyone clear out and go back to the pool tables where some guy was hustling. I looked up into Kol's eyes and sighed, "This is nice, quiet, still, peaceful. I like our life when it's like this. But, it's our life, which means someone is going to split us apart and shatter it." Kol softly kissed the top of my head and asked, "What are you mumbling about? No one going to split us apart, not while I'm here."

I slurred to him, "But, Jesse said that someone's coming to mess up my life." Kol's face contorted in anger and confusion, "When did he tell you this?" If I was sober, I would have never told him this, but I was completely trashed. I admitted to him in my short time of stupidity, "In Rome. He told me that an old ally of his has gone rogue and is building up power in order to get to me. I don't know what they want, or even who they are, but I know that they were the ones who dessicated you and staked Elijah. They sent Silas to kill me."

Kol grabbed my face and pulled me closer to him, and I could smell his intoxicating scent. I could not look away from his face, though, and I froze as he whispered, "No one is going to hurt you, I promise." I scoffed and responded to him, "Both of your brothers have made the same promises to me, and look where we are now." Kol pushed a piece of hair from my face and spoke, "I'm not my brothers. The difference between them and I is that I keep my promises no matter what."

Meanwhile in Mystic Falls, a black car comes rushing into the driveway of the Mikaelson mansion. The Original Hybrid swiftly climbs out of the car and vamp speeds in the house, only to find that Kol and Sydney's rooms are empty. Klaus growled and froze when he heard movement in the study, and only two people ever went into the study: Sydney and Elijah. Niklaus knew someone was down there, and he sped into the room. When he noticed that the person was his elder brother, he slammed him into the wall.

"I should dagger you for what you did. I should tear you limb from limb, and only when you're a writhing mass of blood and flesh will I drive the white oak stake through your heart." Klaus sneered, and Elijah put his hands up and asked, "To what do I owe the pleasure, Niklaus?" Klaus yelled and threw Elijah into the coffee table in the center of the room. The elder Mikaelson brother sat up in his position with shattered glass surrounding him, "Might I ask what I did to upset you, brother?"

"You know what you did! My girlfriend is sired to you because you let her get fed off of by our brother. You had to be the hero and save the day like you always do! You couldn't let me just be happy with the love of my life for a second, could you? This is all your fault!" Niklaus screamed at his brother. Elijah was confused, for he had no idea what his brother was talking about.

Elijah asked his brother, "What are you talking about, Niklaus? Sydney is not sired to me, and I ask you to stop this charade at once. You ruined a perfectly tailored suit." Eli got up and shook off the broken glass and remnants that stuck to his outfit. Klaus growled, "Don't act like you don't know, Elijah. You betrayed me, admit it!" He felt like his head was about to explode along with his heart. Niklaus was hurt, and it was caused by Elijah and Sydney, the two most important people in his life.

"She is not sired to me, Niklaus. It's impossible." Eli stated, mostly trying to reject the idea within himself. He compelled away her feelings for him, that he knew for sure. She slapped him because of this. "Actually, it's not." A voice said, and the brothers turned to see Stefan, Rebekah, Elena, and Damon walk into the room. Their eyes took in the broken table in front of them as well as the broken hybrid.

Rebekah then spoke up, "It's true that Sydney is sired to Elijah. She's been different lately, and we've all seen it. Don't deny it, Elijah, you've seen it too." Caroline added biasly, "Which means that Sydney's one singular, burning desire is to make him happy, just like Klaus and his hybrids." This made Klaus even angrier, and Stefan noticed this and said, "No it's not. A vampire being sired to another vampire is one in a million. And Sydney is half witch, so maybe it won't affect her the same way."

Elijah noticed Elena become uncomfortable with the conversation as Caroline argued, "We already know it's affecting her! She's become Elijah's lapdog! It's true! Everything he says, she agrees with, everything he asks her to do, she does." Elijah felt extremely guilty, he didn't know turning her would do this. He just wanted the girl he loved to stay alive. Eli then became curious and asked, "If you have all already figured this out, why are you here?"

Rebekah sighed before answering, "We wanted to talk to you all about this together, so where's Sydney? I've been trying to reach her and Kol for hours now." Klaus growled under his breath before telling them all, "Kol took Sydney somewhere out of town, and I suppose out of state as well. They won't be back for a while." The group before the brothers looked worried when Klaus said that, and he barked at them to tell them why.

Elena finally decided to speak, and she revealed, "I'm sired to Damon, and he told me that I was going to be miserable if I didn't have fresh blood straight from the vein. Rebekah told me that you said the same thing to Sydney but about animal blood. When I drank any other blood except for fresh blood, I couldn't keep it down and I starved myself even though I was drinking blood. The same thing could be happening to her if you don't call her and tell her that it's okay."

The brothers' eyes went wide at that, and Elijah whipped out his phone and pressed the first number on his speed dial. The call went through, but just as he was about to speak, the phone broke up. When he tried to call again, however, it said that the number was no longer in service. They destroyed the phone.

As I was having a grand old time by the pool table, Kol sat at the bar. He was talking to Tessa in hushed tones, and she was whispering back with a smirk on her face. I disregarded this as flirting and went back to beating the pool hustler at his own game. But, as Kol looked back from Tessa to me, the woman asked, "Does she know that you want to cure her of the sire bond?" Kol replied simply, "She doesn't have to know. She also doesn't have to know who you really are. Tell me, do you like Tessa or Qetsiyah?"

The 2000 year old witch chuckled darkly, "I prefer Tessa. I dropped that name like I did my old life. Now, let's get down to business." Kol nodded and smiled charming as he said, "Yes, now, do you know a way around the sire bond?" Tessa pursed her lips and thought over her experiences and observations on the Other Side. Maybe she could help this little Original and the powerful hybrid. "The bond can't be broken with magic. A vampire only bonds with her sire when she has feelings for him, human feelings, before she turns. Vampirism only heightens those emotions."

Kol scoffed and drawled, "Yes, yes, I know that part. I may be handsome, but I am not stupid. Elijah has to go away, but neither of them are willing to let the other go. I need a way to get rid of the bond, a way to get her back." The brunette thought over it, and she decided to admit, "There are two things she could do that would release her from the bond forever, but I don't think she would be able to do it."

"She can do anything." The man argued, and the bartender was impressed with Kol's resolve. He loved her, that was clear, but she knew that being in love was dangerous. "I'll give you some advice, Kol: falling in love with her will get you killed. Trouble follows that girl wherever she goes, and it's best if you stay as far away as you can. There are two ways to get rid of a sire bond: either she turns her emotions off or she dies."

I then interrupted the conversation and strolled up to Kol tiredly, "Hey, you ready to go?" He nodded at me and put his jacket over my shoulders. I smiled a bit and we started to walk away, but right as we stepped outside and into the cold air, Kol claimed he left something inside. As I waited for him, my friend trudged up to Tessa and grabbed her arm. He stated, "Then let me be killed." And then he walked out, leaving a dumb struck Tessa staring at his retreating figure.

Rebekah and Stefan sat in her bedroom, drinking from a bottle of bourbon. "After all we've been through these past few years, I feel like I need to get away from this town. I met my first love here, I died as did my whole family, I met Elena, I lost Elena, and my sister suffered. It's this town, it's poisonous. Mystic Falls is the bane of my problems, but I can't stay away from this place." Stefan told as the blonde girl took a swig from the bottle.

Rebekah scoffed and responded, "You're just realizing this now?" Stefan raised his eyebrows and sighed, "I've suffered throughout my entire existence. I was the ripper, but my pain pales in comparison to my sister's. She's been through the most pain, witnessed the most death. I don't know how she keeps her emotions in check, I was never able to do that. But, I think she'll crack soon. She's overestimating herself, she puts everyone else's suffering and pain on herself. No person can handle that much."

"You underestimate her. Sydney is the strongest person I know, and she would never turn her emotions off. It would take a lot for her to even think about it. She has you, Damon, my family, and our friends. That's how she keeps her emotions in check, she focuses on the good things in her life, the happy memories she has. That's why I know for a fact that she will not crack." Rebekah defended her best friend. She knew Sydney, the girl was like the sister she always wanted.

"I hope you're right." Stefan said, and he took a large gulp from the alcohol container.

At the Salvatore Boarding House, Elena left after telling Damon to not set her free. They were right, and it was the right time for them. It just wasn't the best circumstances. Damon drank his alcohol, but in a fit of rage, he threw the glass at the fireplace and watched as the cup shattered to pieces.

Over on the other side of town, Klaus walked through the town square piss drunk. He was undeniably furious and betrayed, which drove him to drink, but this was not the best thing for him to do. While the honorable Elijah was sulking at home, he went out on a mission to kill. Anyone who crossed his path would be done for. It was a shame that the town was having it's annual harvest festival that day.

The town council meeting was dismissed, and the members dispersed and mingled with the others. Mayor Lockwood sat alone on the fountain with a drink in her hand. She had just called her son, Tyler, and checked in with him to make sure he was alright. He didn't tell her where he was, for he didn't want to risk Klaus getting hold of his location. "Good evening, Carol." A slurred voice spoke, and Carol turned to see a distraught Niklaus Mikaelson making his way towards her.

"How's Tyler, by the way? He sounded happy and healthy on the phone." The hybrid swaggered up to the woman. Carol stared at the obviously drunk man in front of her and pleaded, "Please, Klaus, don't hurt him. He's all I have." The Original soured at her words and sneered, "At least you have someone. Isn't that tragic, Carol? After 1000 years, I have no one by my side while the noble Elijah has everyone." The woman shook, her fear getting the best of her.

But, before Carol could say anything, Klaus took her head and shoved it into the water. Carol fought against him, but she was no match for his supernatural strength. Carol Lockwood drowned that night.

"Look, I told him what you wanted me to say. Now, can I have my talisman now?" Tessa asked feistily, and the woman handed her the medallion. But, before the witch could say anything further, the woman threatened, "The deal was that you would give the boy the information he needed in exchange for reuniting you with Silas. The boy better be heading back to Mystic Falls or I will be resurrecting you from the grave only to kill you again, but this time slowly and painfully until you beg for mercy."

Tessa glared at the woman, but nodded anyways. "I'm ready to die. It's the only way Silas and I can truly be together without interference." The ally smiled cruelly and swiftly snapped Tessa's neck. The woman stepped over the dead body and muttered, "See you in hell, bitch."

Kol and I laid side by side in the bed. We just stared at each other and talked. "I had a lot of fun today, Kol, thank you." I said with gratitude. Being with Kol made me happy. When I'm with him, it feels unpredictable, like I am free. Kol was silent for a moment before he came out and said what I never thought he would say, "I'm not the good guy, Sydney. I take what I want, I do what I want, I lie to my brother, I fall in love with his girl, I don't do the right thing. But I have to do right by you."

My breath hitched when he spoke those words, and I felt a tug on my heart. Kol did not stop there, and he told, "Tell me you don't feel something for me. Tell me that this feels wrong, tell me, and I will stop trying to take you away from my brothers. They are the worst things for you, you know that and I know that." Kol reached his hand over to hold mine, and I let them lay there, intertwined, for a minute or so. Then, I woke up from the haze that was Kol Mikaelson.

I sat up and whispered, mostly to myself, "We can't, Kol. Whatever this is between us, we can't let it go farther than it already has. At least not now. I'm too caught up in Mystic Falls and I am sired and with Niklaus and- and I just wish we could stay here forever." Before I knew it, a tear had made its way down my cheek, and before it could fall, Kol caught it. He shushed me as more tears came to my eyes and he held me in his arms.

"You know, sometimes I like to think about the life we could have had together. If I was never daggered by my brother, if you never met either of them." Kol spoke, and I was oddly comforted by the idea, and I ushered him, "Tell me about it." I nuzzled into his chest as he told, "We would have lived somewhere absolutely fantastic, a city, perhaps." "New Orleans." I stated, and I explained, "We would have lived in New Orleans. The French Quarter to be exact. I'm the Queen of the Quarter already, and you would have been my king instead of the other vampire now."

Kol nodded with a smile on his face, "Yes, New Orleans. Maybe Bekah would have joined us after a while, and your brothers as well. We would have a grand estate just outside the city, and every morning we would have watched the sun rise together on the porch. I wouldn't have been such an arrogant ass, and you wouldn't have been so snippy and paranoid. We would have been happy because we had each other, for eternity."

As Kol finished, he looked down to find me asleep on his chest. He smiled down and added, staring at me, "It would have been perfect, maybe we'll get to live it someday."

Kol drove back to Mystic Falls, and I just watched him drive. It felt weird going back to Mystic Falls, and I found that I did not want to go back and face the music. But Kol told me that all good things must come to an end, and like always, he was right. I knew that Klaus would be angry and Elijah broody, it was to be expected, but I did not know how I was going to react.

It had not really sunk in that I was sired yet, I did not want to believe it. I had to, though, because I had more important things to worry about, like protecting all of my loved ones from the woman I saw in the vision. Her silhouette was familiar, and I could not remember where I've seen it. This was what I focused on for the remainder of the long drive back home.

When we reached our destination, I was hesitant to step out of the car and back into my reality. But, of course, Kol literally dragged me against my will to the front door. I needed to face my fear, and I opened the door with a pit in my stomach. The greeting was what I predicted. I witnessed Elijah and Niklaus fighting, and Klaus had blood all over him, human blood. The sight of him just made me want to cringe, and Elijah just attacked his own brother with a fierce hatred in his eyes.

These were neither the men I recognized, nor the men I had feelings for. These were monsters. I muttered under my breath, "Well, welcome home I guess." Kol then comes up behind me and yells, "I take winner!"