"We've been driving around all day," Amy told Klaus as they pulled into the driveway of the next house that Klaus thought could contain the mummy when none of the previous four had. "Are you really so excited to show Malachai your prize that you're gonna look in every house to see if you can find it?"

"Of course!" Klaus told her. "You're the one who told me I should make friends with him. This is the first step to maintaining our friendship! And I thought you'd like seeing all the family houses."

"Not in one day!" Amy said. "Klaus, I'm tired. Can't we go back home and keep looking tomorrow?"

"Okay, fine," Klaus sighed. "I'll take you home. But you're really missing out on something that could be very interesting."

"Well, if you find the mummy, you can come get me cause honestly, I'm eager to see it," Amy told him.

He got out to look around the house and Amy watched him go up the steps and close the door behind him.

Just then, her phone rang. She greeted the caller, who happened to be her and Klaus' eldest daughter, Savannah.

"I have to thank you," she told her mother. "Jonathan told me after school today how you got Aunt Selina's father talking to him about his daughter being a witch, and he gets really excited about stuff like that."

"You're welcome," Amy replied. "Now would you please come up with an excuse to get your father to bring me home? He's been dragging me around all day looking for a mummy."

"Sure," Savannah nodded. "Just tell him I need to see him. That'll distract him well enough."

"That's it?" Amy asked skeptically. "Just that you need to see him? What if he asks for specifics?"

"Do you really think he will?" Savannah asked.

"Well, with how enthusiastic he is about this mummy thing, I think it'll take something pretty specific to pull him away."

"'Mummy thing'?" Savannah questioned. "What in the world do you mean by that?"

"I know this might seem unbelievable, but your father has made a new friend," Amy told her daughter. "The guy's had all these adventures and he and your father were swapping stories and now your father wants to show him proof so he doesn't think it's all made up."

"And Dad has an actual mummy somewhere?" Savannah asked. "Really?"

"I believe he had one once upon a time," Amy told her. "But I doubt it's where he thinks it is. I bet he sent it to some museum years ago and forgot about it and if I just called Alistair and asked, that's what he would tell me too and we could stop this wild goose chase."

"So we're not going with the plan where you tell him that I desperately need to see him?" Savannah clarified.

"Well, of course I'll tell him that you want to see him if you do, but I think it will be more Alistair telling him there's no chance of him finding the mummy than him wanting to see you that will tear him away from all this," Amy told her honestly. "Don't take that the wrong way."

"I don't," Savannah assured her. "Don't worry. And if he does want to see me, will you have him give me a call?"

"Sure," Amy replied. "No problem. And would you tell Jonathan that I'm glad things worked out with him and Matthew? That makes me so happy."

"Of course I will," Savannah promised. "Bye, Mom!"

"Goodbye," Amy said and then called Alistair, asking the question that could have saved her from an entire day of driving around for no reason.

"No, he doesn't have the mummy anymore," Alistair confirmed. "After the craze ended and no one was interested in that sort of thing anymore, it was just in our basement gathering dust so I convinced him to donate it to a museum in London. I'm sure I have a note or something to commemorate the exchange. I'll even find it for you if Klaus causes a fuss."

"Thank you so much," Amy told him. "You might have to do that. If I just tell him, he probably won't believe me and will accuse me of trying to stop his fun on purpose."

"Which house are you at?" Alistair asked. "If you want, I could just join you and stop all the madness right now."

"Would you, please?" Amy replied. "I would love that." She scrambled to the passenger's seat and leaned forward so she could get a better look at the house through the windshield. "It's a gray house with a black tile roof and large front windows. It sort of looks like a castle. Does that sound familiar to you?"

"Yes, it does," Alistair assured her. "And are you in Klaus' car?"

"Uh-huh," Amy nodded. "Should I prepare for your showing up in the backseat?"

"Yes, things would end quicker that way," Alistair agreed. "See you in a few seconds." This was a very literal statement. A few seconds later, Amy heard a pop, and then when she turned around, Alistair, in a charcoal gray suit, was smiling at her from the backseat. "Let's nip this in the bud, shall we?" He asked her. "How long has he been dragging you around looking for something he's already given away?"

"This is the fifth house we've looked at," Amy told him. "And he has plans to take me to many more if he doesn't find what he wants here."

"And we both know he won't, so we'll just sit here and wait until he comes out," Alistair told her, moving a piece of his chin-length black hair out of his eyes. "And then I'll convince him to take you home."

"You really are a useful person to have around," Amy told him fondly. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome," Alistair replied with a smile. "I'm here to help."

When Klaus finally got to the car and let himself in, he said, "I know you won't be happy to hear this, but the mummy wasn't in the house. I guess we'll have to look elsewhere."

"You can look all you want, but you won't find it," Alistair told him. "You donated the mummy to a museum in London in 1912, remember?"

"Well, no," Klaus replied. "But I've lived so long and done so many things that I'm bound to forget sometimes. However, if you say I did, then I suppose it's the truth because you don't lie to me. You might fib sometimes, but that's the worst of it."

"Exactly," Alistair nodded. "Now why don't you take Amy home? I'm sure she's tired after all the driving around you've been doing today."

"I suppose I should do that," Klaus agreed reluctantly. He looked at Amy and said, "Thank you for coming with me today."

"You're welcome," Amy smiled. "You were right when you said that I would find it fascinating, though. The first three houses were amazing. I have some ideas for fixing them up sometime, if you'd like to hear them."

"Of course," Klaus replied. "I would love to. Elijah is always saying that I should take better care of what I have and that the rotting floorboards and things will kill someone someday." He turned to Alistair. "Or was that you who told me that? Sometimes you two say such similar things that I can't keep who said what straight."

"I'm sure we both told you that at some point," Alistair said. "It sounds like something we would say."

Klaus then pulled the car out of the driveway and Amy said, "Savannah wants to see you. You can do that after you drop me and Alistair off at our house."

"What did she want to see me about?" Klaus asked. "Is something wrong?"

"I don't think so," Amy shook her head. "I think she just wanted to have a chat. It was originally just a ruse to get you to take me home, but part of me thinks she really meant it. Have you talked to her in a while?"

"I'm ashamed to say that I haven't," Klaus confessed. "I should probably do that then. I'll drop you and Alistair off at the house, and then I'll go."

"All right," Amy replied. "Sounds like a plan."

After Alistair and Amy were sitting in the living room with tea in hand, Amy asked him, "So…how are things with you? Are you well? Is Astrid all right?"

"She's fine physically, but as for how things are at work, I'm a bit worried for her," Alistair confessed.

"Why?" Amy asked. "Has something happened?"

"Not yet, but I think it might," Alistair replied. "People are starting to complain about how much power she's returned to people since she's taken office, much more than just the single criminal for the ceremony once a year. I think that what she did for Kai put people over the edge."

"So are they plotting to fire her now?" Amy asked. "I think it's a bit hypocritical for them to come at her so harshly for that. If they were in her place, they would all be doing favors for their friends too, and at least Astrid means well, unlike some of them."

"Lots of people think she's too soft-hearted," Alistair replied. "And sometimes, although I love her to pieces, I have to wonder too." He then looked at Amy, his eyes full of shame. "Please don't tell her I said that. I think people are just on the edge with her now. If she keeps herself in line and doesn't give anyone else a free pass, then she might just be forgiven. But if one more person gets their powers returned when it wouldn't be natural for them to have them, it could lead to a possible full-scale revolt!"

"I won't say anything," Amy promised. "And I'm sure that there's no one else for Astrid to give powers back to anyway. Can you think of anyone?"

"No, fortunately," Alistair replied. "Not off the top of my head."

"Just to warn you, your grandfather is thinking of getting his magic back," Regina told Victoria (and also Kai, who was sitting next to her.) "Probably because he wants to try and one-up Kai."

"He has magic?" Kai asked, his eyes widening. "Since when? I thought he was a vampire!"

"He is," Regina nodded. "But before he was a vampire, he was a warlock because his mother is a witch. Then, when they got made vampires, the witch who created them made every boy in the family have his power made dormant while Grandma, Aunt Anna, and his other sisters got to keep theirs. Cause of the belief of some witches that men can't handle magic." She looked apologetically at Kai. "Not that I need to tell you about that."

"No," Kai said darkly. "No, you don't. Do you think Kol will try and kill me if for some reason Astrid agrees to give him what he wants?"

"Oh, I don't think so," Regina assured him. "Mom's got your back. She's daggered him once already and if he messed with you, I'm sure she'd do it again. But until we're sure, can you go back to your solitary dimension for a bit? And maybe bring your uncle? Cause since he's a relative, Kol could target him, too."

"Good idea," Kai agreed. "And it's good timing too; the kids are finally old enough for inter-dimensional travel."

"Would it be possible for you to call me once you get there and let me know that you're safe?" Regina asked Victoria. "Please?"

"Of course," Victoria told her. "And would you tell Dad that we're gonna be all right too?"

"Sure," Regina nodded. "Because of course he'll want to know." She left then and Kai and Victoria began throwing things in suitcases, something Malachai noticed right away when he returned home from the store.

"Is this some sort of message to me?" He asked dryly. "Should I pack my things and go?"

"Well, yes and no," Kai replied. "I've been on the wrong side of Victoria's crazy grandfather ever since we met and now her grandmother says that he's trying to get his magic powers back, and we figure once he has them, he'll come after me, so she suggested we go into my personal dimension and hide out for a while. You can come with us if you want. In fact, that would probably be the best thing for you."

"All right," Malachai nodded. "I'll go and get packed. It's amazing how many people you've alienated over the years, Kai. If your mother knew the length of the list, she'd be proud."

"No," Kai said with a sigh. "Nothing I do would make her proud. Not the littlest bit." He looked up at his uncle then and Malachai stared at him for a few seconds before reaching out and giving him a brief hug. "She's dead now," he reminded his nephew. "She can't hurt us anymore."

After they were all packed up, Kai did the spell to call up the portal, then he, Victoria, his uncle, and the twins, went through it, and Kai breathed a sigh of relief as he looked around the house that was more a home to him than any place in the real world had ever been.

As Kai and Victoria were settling back into the other dimensional house, Kol and Margot were strolling through the doors of the Council building.

"I've said this before, but I'll say it again," Margot told him. "What you're doing is not a good idea, Kol. It won't work."

"Of course it will!" Kol told her. "She knows Nik, and if she'll do things for him, why won't she do things for me?"

"Cause that's not how the law works," Margot said. "She can't just go around giving powers to anyone. It could get her in trouble! Hell, even giving me my powers back was stretching it. And Amy."

"What does the magical government have against people getting their powers back anyway?" Kol asked.

"Well, the thought is that if the government is too liberal with it, someone who shouldn't have their powers back will get them back and cause trouble," Margot replied. "Like you, for instance."

"That's completely ridiculous!" Kol snapped. "Think of all the good I've done for the magical community over the years! When my nephew Adrian took over New Orleans. for instance, and he killed and enslaved witches and warlocks all around the city, who was it that led the resistance? That would be me! Don't you think I deserve some sort of reward for that?"

"I suppose," Margot nodded. "But do you deny that the only reason why you want your powers back is so you can do bad things to Kai?"

"What does that matter?" Kol cried. "He's a bad guy! So many people would be on my side!"

"But it's still not a good thing to promote and that's what Astrid would be doing if she gave you your powers back," Margot replied. "You can ask her, but I don't think you'll get what you want."

And as it turned out, Margot was right. They strode out of her office disappointed, after getting just a curt, "No" as a response to their request.

"See?" Margot said. "I told you. Astrid's having to be more careful now. People are beginning to whisper about her taking advantage of her position in a bad way and wanting to replace her, so she can't afford to push her luck."

"But she can't be the only avenue for me to get what I want, right?" Kol asked. "I'm sure there are other ways."

"Sure, but they aren't legal," Margot told him.

"Do you really think that matters to me?" Kol asked her.

"No, but I just thought I'd mention it," Margot finished and then let him led her back to their car.