After Luna had finished her call with Grace she looked at Aria in shock and fear. She couldn't believe that he was free. "What was that?" Kol asked from beside his shocked wife meaning he had heard the phone call.

Luna groaned in frustration, only briefly glancing at her husband. She took a quick glance at the rest of the family who had stopped what they were doing to listen.

"In hindsight, we probably should have seen this coming eventually," Aria said, finally speaking up on the topic. She had always known that there was a pretty big chance of the Eric situation coming back to haunt them. She had just hoped that Erik Godwinson would rot in the crypt that he had been left in, though luck has never really been on her side.

Across the room Luna and Aria share a knowing look, Luna let out a breath and nodded at the older vampire. Aria sat forward in her chair, clearing her throat as she prepared to speak.

"Okay," Aria said, huffing before she spoke. "Do you remember how I told you that I had first met Luna in 1871?" she asked, earning nods from the group of siblings who had turned their attention to her.

"Well in 1971 I saved her from the person who we later locked in the crypt in Georgia," the older original said. "And as you might have just heard from Grace; he's gone."

She nodded at Luna for the younger girl to take over the explanation. "When I was nine, he kidnapped me, that was 1864," Luna said, explaining her part of the story. "I was with him until 1871 when I managed to escape due to the vervain that Aria had slipped me. Eventually I ended up in New Orleans and you know what happened from there."

Kol pulled his wife into his side, noticing that she had become uncomfortable during the explanation, no doubt remembering what her life with him was like. Luna, in return, smiled up at her husband and snuggled closer to him.

"Why did he take you?" Rebekah asked in curiosity, yet Luna could sense the hesitation in her voice as she spoke. The blonde original sister was hesitant to ask in case she brought up any bad memories for the younger girl.

"Because he's a psychopath," Luna muttered bluntly in return. "He wanted someone to torture and hurt. He kept me as his personal slave for years because he could."

The originals looked at the younger vampire, who had curled up in Kol's arms as she spoke, they each held sympathy in their faces. They had a vague idea as to what could have happened to her but they didn't want to ask anymore in case they upset the girl.

Kol's blood boiled with anger when he heard what had happened to his wife when she was younger. While he didn't know the exact details of what happened to her, he was able to come up with a few ideas and he didn't like them. He silently took a deep breath as he moved his hand to run through his wife's hair, an effort in order to keep him calm.

"Why not kill him?" Klaus asked after a moment of silence. "Why keep him alive?"

"Is murder your solution to everything?" Luna asked curiously, unable to keep herself from commenting.

"Yes," the hybrid replied with a smirk.

"Somehow I'm not surprised," Luna replied with a shrug knowing she should have expected the answer. "And to answer your question, he can't be killed."

"Not unless there's anymore white oak laying around," Aria added, remembering how the only piece she knew of was now a pile of ashes along with Mikael.

The siblings looked at their aunt and sister-in-law in confusion as they did not understand why they would need white oak.

"I should mention that we're talking about Erik," Aria said with a sigh. "As in my husband, Erik," she clarified.

"How..?" Rebekah stuttered as they all stared at Aria in shock and confusion.

"Esther, of course," Luna pointed out to them. "This will probably get messy," she added, directing her attention to Aria. "He will come for us."

"How does Grace fit into all of this?" Klaus asked and Elijah tensed, his attention firmly on the conversation.

Luna let a small smile grace her face when she noticed Elijah's response to hearing Grace's name. She knew that the noble original was still as in love with Grace as he had been five centuries ago. It was obvious that Elijah never quite moved on from Grace. He never found a girl that he loved as much as Grace, not even Celeste.

"Do you remember that time I left New Orleans for a few weeks back in 1874?" Luna said, not really waiting for a reply. "Aria had sent a message saying she had found Erik in Georgia. She couldn't get there in time but Grace was close by so Aria sent her instead."

"They found a witch that used magic to desiccate him and they locked him in the crypt," Aria continued.

"And now someone has let him out," Luna said frustratedly as Kol trailed a hand over her face. She smiled at him, some of the stress and worry leaving her for the time being.

"Couldn't a witch do the same spell and put him down again?" Rebekah asked.

"It was a powerful spell," Luna replied as Kol nodded, given his background with magic, he knew that a spell like that would take a lot of power.

"The witch that did it in 1874 was very powerful," she added. "If it had been any other witch, it probably would have drained all of their magic."

"And there aren't a lot of witches who would risk that for a vampire," Elijah said, realising why this was such a big problem.

"Exactly," Luna said, nodding.

Aria groaned, throwing her head back as she slumped back in her chair. "How about we figure this out tomorrow," she said, standing up. "I'm tired," she added before walking away from the living room, leaving the shocked originals to digest what they had just heard.

Only minutes later did Luna find herself leaning against her husband, yawning as she tried to keep her eyes open. Kol smiled down at her as she shifted closer to him, her head laying in his chest. He gently moved her as he stood up, quick to pick her up in his arms and take her up to their room.

Luna opened her eyes when she felt herself being put down on the bed. She smiled tiredly as Kol gently climbed into the bed beside her, pulling the blanket over the both of them.

He kissed her head before she moved so she was wrapped in his arms, her head on his chest. "I love you," he mumbled to her as she fell asleep in his arms.

"I love you too," Luna replied before she started drifting off, her last thoughts being about how the other residents of the house probably had a lot on their minds about Erik and given what happened a thousand years ago, she didn't blame them.