Stefan glared at Felicity as Katherine continued to frown at the mirror and take hold of what little hair she had left. "I think you and I need to talk," he sad to the younger girl.

"Fine with me," Felicity shrugged. "Let's go."

Stefan left Katherine and followed Felicity to her room. When she was tucked under her covers again, he sat next to her and said, "You wanna explain what that was all about?"

"I don't like her," Felicity replied. "And I want her to go away. I told you that already."

"But what made you think it would be a good idea to come in to my room and stab Katherine?" Stefan asked.

"Daddy told me I could," Felicity replied. "He said that he told you I was upset and you ignored it, so I could do whatever I wanted to her and he wouldn't do anything about it."

"You're kidding," Stefan said.

"Nope!" Felicity shook her head. "I'm absolutely serious." Rolling his eyes, Stefan got up and left her room to go knock on Klaus' door. When he didn't answer it after a few minutes, Stefan let himself in and turned on the light.

"Damn you!" Klaus cried as he said up, attempting to shield his eyes from the light. "Stefan, do you have any idea what time it is?"

"Yes, I do," Stefan replied. "And I don't care. Would you please explain to me why you told Felicity it was all right to come into my room and hurt Katherine?"

Klaus just looked at him, stony-faced, and said, "Well, you do remember that I wasted several centuries of my life looking for her," he said. "She deserves to suffer for wasting my time like that. Things would have been so much easier for me if she hadn't."

"How can you still be upset about that?" Stefan asked. "It was because Katherine cheated you that you met Selina. And that's a good thing!"

Klaus gave a humorless chuckle. "Selina did a lot for me," he said. "She did give me children, and I suppose you could say we had some good times, but now, I couldn't care less about her. About how she made me feel things I never wanted to feel in the first place and then, in a flash made them mean nothing when she chose my brother instead. But it's no matter. At least I have Felicity to keep me company. She'll never fail me the way Selina did."

"I don't see how you can be so sure of that," Stefan replied. "You don't know what's gonna happen in the future."

"I may not be able to predict everything," Klaus replied. "But I can make sure Felicity stays loyal to me."

"Yeah, sure," Stefan replied. "Good luck with that." He left Klaus' room and went back to see Felicity.

"I'm not gonna apologize," Felicity told him. "I didn't even hurt her really. She'll get better."

"Fine, you don't have to apologize," Stefan told her. "Just don't do anything like that again, all right? i'm entitled to have my own life and you have to respect that."

"Oh, so you're allowed to get upset and throw a fit when Lenora's boyfriend innocently calls me 'pretty', but I'm not allowed to be upset when you're with someone else right in front of me?" Felicity asked. "That's not fair."

"Yes, well," Stefan said, "sometimes the world isn't fair. It's called life."

"Are you gonna spend more time with her tomorrow, or can you and I do something?" Felicity asked.

"I don't know," Stefan replied. "I'll probably be busy, but we'll see."

He left her and went back to his room to be with Katherine, who spent the time she and Stefan were together picturing the look on Gregory's handsome face when he realized she wasn't coming home. He was probably really upset. She didn't care, though. In fact, it was something she couldn't have been more glad about.


"So what are you gonna do now that Gregory is gone?" Selina asked Elijah.

"I don't know," Elijah replied.

"Can I suggest that you attempt to bond with Colin?" Selina asked. "You don't know him as well as you know the others. He's neither your eldest son that you used to have things in common with or your eldest daughter whom you feel constantly needs looking after. But even so, he needs you too. And am I wrong when I say you've never really tried to bond with him?"

"It's not that I don't want to," Elijah told her. "Or that I love Colin less than the others...but he and I are so different that I just...I wouldn't know what to do with him."

"Well, do you know the sort of things he's interested in?" Selina asked. "Baseball, for instance. Ask him how that's going. I'm sure he'd be glad to tell you about it."

Elijah groaned. "But I find baseball dull," he said. "How am I supposed to show interest in something that I have no interest in at all?"

"Now how do you know you don't like baseball?" Selina asked. "Have you ever even seen a game?"

"Well, no," Elijah admitted. "But-"

"I think you should see one," Selina told him. "Colin's playing next week. I usually take him and watch on my own, but I'm sure he'll be thrilled to find out that you're coming."

"Wait just a minute now," Elijah told her. "I never said-'

"Colin!" Selina yelled. "Come into your father's office, please. We have something we want to tell you!"

Elijah gave her a look of panic.

"Don't worry," she said. "It'll be fine. I'll explain everything to you. And think about how happy it will make Colin to see that his father, who only ever really seemed to care about his older brother before, is taking an interest in him. It will make his day."

Colin poked his head in the office door. "What did you want to talk about?" He asked. "Am I in trouble?"

"No!" Selina shook her head. "You're not in trouble. Quite the opposite, in fact. Your father has some news he'd like to share with you."

"What is it?" Colin asked Elijah.

"Well," Elijah replied, trying to smile at Colin. "Your mother tells me you have a baseball game next week. Is that right?"

"Yeah," Colin nodded. "What about it?"

"Well, I was thinking about joining your mother then to see you play," Elijah told him. "Would you like that?"

Colin's face lit up. "Yeah!" He said. "I'd really like that. I'm so happy you're coming. I thought you only liked to do stuff with Gregory. I never thought you'd want to do anything with me!" He ran from the room, ecstatic.

"See how easy it is to brighten a kid's day?" Selina asked.

"Well, I'm glad he's happy of course," Elijah told her. "But I'm still very nervous about what you've gotten me into."

"Don't worry," Selina told him. "It'll be fun! Just follow my lead."

"Okay," Selina said to Elijah the morning of Colin's game. "What are you wearing?"

Elijah, in a suit, held out his arms. "This," he said. "It looks nice, doesn't it?"

"Well, yeah it does," Selina replied. "But you can't wear a suit to the ball park. You just can't. You'll be miserable if you do."

"Is that because of the warm temperatures?" Elijah asked. "Don't worry. This suit is plenty cool."

"I don't mean the temperatures," Selina replied. "At ball parks they have concessions. Even Colin's kiddie league sells hotdogs and drinks and stuff for people to consume while they watch the game and I would hate to see you get errant condiments on such a nice suit."

"Well, fine," Elijah said. "What do you suggest I wear?"

Selina grinned. "I'm so glad you asked." She went into his closet and grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. "Put these on," she said. "They'll be perfect."

"No!" Elijah cried. "I'm not wearing those out in public! I bought them for around the house and bedroom only!"

"Well, fine," Selina replied. "Wear your suit. But don't say I didn't warn you."


Way too late, Elijah realized that maybe he should have listened to her. Sitting next to Selina on an uncomfortable metal bench, amidst swearing parents who yelled too loudly and sweating in his suit, he struggled to find a comfortable position.

About halfway through the game, the people selling food appeared. Selina got the two of them hot dogs and drinks and Elijah struggled with how to eat his. "You know," he told her as he held on to it so that the mustard and ketchup wouldn't fall on his suit pants. "I've never had one of these things before."

"Get out," Selina replied sarcastically and grinning. When some of the mustard fell out of her hot dog and onto her shorts, she just wiped off what she could and let what was left of the stain remain without seeming too bothered by it.

"You have mustard on your shorts," Elijah told her.

"Yeah," Selina replied. "I know that. I'll wash 'em off when I get home." Just then, Colin hit a home run and Selina stood up and cheered enthusiastically along with the rest of the parents who were screaming at the top of their lungs, her hot dog held over her head. Elijah started to stand up, but then he felt wetness on the shoulder of his suit. He turned to see that the man behind him had knocked his soda over in his rush to stand up and cheer. Elijah considered hurting him, but just as he was about to, Selina saw.

"Sit down," she told him.

"But he stained my suit!" Elijah told her. "See? It's gonna have to be dry-cleaned now!"

"And I told you not to wear it because I knew something like this would happen. Now who's really at fault here?" Selina asked. "Just sit down and try not to think about it."

"Fine," Elijah replied. He sat down, but all he could think about was the soda stain on his shoulder and then later the mustard and ketchup stains on his legs.

When the game was over and Colin came to meet Selina and Elijah, he had a smile for his father. "Did you enjoy the game, Daddy?" He asked.

"Yes," Elijah replied. "But I admit that I still have a lot to learn about the rules. Would you teach me?"

"Sure," Colin nodded. "I'd be happy to." He ran to the car and Selina put a hand on Elijah's shoulder. "Good job," she said. "And I'm guessing you'll be wearing jean and a t-shirt when you come to his game next time?"

Elijah sighed. "Yes," he said. "Seeing this," he gestured at his stain covered clothes, "I think that might be best."


"Kind of nice to have time to ourselves, isn't it?" Lenora asked James. Henry had gone off to see Margaret, so his parents were home alone.

"Yes," James replied, running his hand up her bare arm. "It is nice. Wanna spend some time in the ship?"

"In a minute," Lenora told him. "But first, I have to ask you something. It's all right if you say no, but I just want to put it out there. What would you say to having another kid at some point? It doesn't have to be now, of course, but I figure Henry's getting older and I wouldn't want a whole bunch more kids. Just one more at the most. And you're good with kids. So what do you say?" She waited eagerly for his response.

"You look like you have your heart set on me saying 'Yes'," James observed.

"I told you that you could say 'no' and it wouldn't bother me," Lenora replied. "Is that your response?"

"I didn't say that," James replied. "Just give me time to think!"

"Okay," Lenora answered. "I'm sorry." They sat in silence for a few minutes and then James said, "May we get on the ship now?"

"All right," Lenora nodded. "Let's get on the ship."

James didn't say anything more about their having a second child for a few more days, but one night, just when Lenora was about to ask again because she was sure he'd forgotten, he took off his shirt and said, "I know you've been waiting for me to give you an answer about adding to our family. Thanks for being patient with me about this."

"You're welcome," Lenora replied. "Have you made a decision?"

"Yes," James nodded. "How long do you think we should wait before we tell Henry he's eventually gonna have another sibling?" He grinned as Lenora came to hug him. "Thank you!" She said, hugging him. "You won't regret this, I promise!" She began removing her clothes with alacrity.

"You're not wasting any time, are you?" James asked, amused.

"What good would that do us?" She asked. "I think we should get started as soon as possible. Who knows how long it will take us?"