It was morning now. Katherine had been compelled to stay in a chair in the middle of the room and Elowen was still unconscious on the floor. Katherine offered no real information about her, just that she was a witch, held the power of premonition, was a Ramirez, had an entire family backing her and was Stefan and Damon's ex girlfriend. She knew nothing about the whole Marisol ordeal because Stefan and Damon never talked about it when she was around.

Klaus was currently looking through Alaric's closet for something to wear. "Ugh! Who is this guy, Safari Sam?" He took out two shirts and turned to show them to Katherine. "Okay, bad, or badder?"

"The dark colors suit you better," Katherine replied with a tight lipped smile. She kept glancing at Elowen as if she would wake up any minute and save her ass. She wasn't lying when she said she was warming up to her. Yeah, she was still dating Stefan, but she reminded Katherine of herself and she may or may not have admired that.

"Oh, thank you, honey." Klaus started to put the shirt on. "Okay, pop quiz. The dagger and white ash are in the Salvatores' possession, correct?"

"The dagger was used to kill Elijah. You'll find him in the basement of the Salvatore house."

"Okay, that dagger needs to stay exactly where it is. The last thing I need to do is resurrect Elijah. Oh, that guy is a buzzkill."

"Don't forget you're dating Esmeralda."

"Right." Klaus glanced at Elowen. "This one's mother."

"You have to watch out for her. She's an empath. She'll smell you from a mile away."

"Which is why I've already had my witch cast a spell to mask my emotions. She'll never know."

"Won't she get suspicious if she won't be able to feel you at all?"

"Are you doubting me, Katerina?"

"No," Katherine said quickly. Klaus walked closer to her and touched her face. Katherine flinched away. Klaus tsked.

"So jumpy."

"Please, just… just kill me. I've told you everything that I know."

Klaus put his hands on the armrests of the chair Katherine was in and leaned in to her face. Katherine tried to inch away.

"You see, I believe that you believe that, but what would you not know? What could they be keeping from you? Hmm? Anything? Tell me."

Klaus compelled her and Katherine felt the words spilling from her mouth.

"It's not Stefan and Damon, but Elowen. She told me that Elijah believed that if a witch channeled enough power, they could kill an Original. She said she was close to achieving this."

"Hmm," Klaus hummed and glanced back down at Elowen. "Interesting."

"Please, just kill me, Klaus, and be done with it."

"And show you kindness? I've searched for you for over 500 years. Your death is going to last at least half that long."

Klaus reached into his pocket and took a pocket knife out of it, opened it and held it out to Katherine. He was about to give her an order when suddenly, Elowen gasped and shot up into a sitting position.

"Elowen?" Katherine questioned. Elowen was looking around her surroundings erratically and started scrambling to her feet.

"Where am I? Where's- Where's Elijah? Those men killed him. Where is he? Where's Nik?"

Katherine frowned. "Elowen, what are you talking about? Who's Nik?"

"Why do you keep calling me that? Who's Elowen? My name is Marisol."

Like before, Elowen's voice started to grow heavy with a Spanish accent and she kept stepping backwards and away from Katherine, who watched her in confusion.

Klaus perked up at this. He started talking careful steps towards her.

"Marisol," he called out. She turned to him, breathing heavily and on the verge of a panic attack, but when her eyes made contact with his, her breathing started to even out. Slowly, Klaus came to stop just in front of her. She simply stared at him for awhile.

"... Nik?" She asked quietly. Klaus nodded his head. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and crashed forward into his arms. "Oh, Nik! I thought that because Elijah was dead, something bad had happened to you." She pulled back and placed her hands on either side of Alaric's face. "Why are you in somebody else's body?"

Klaus gently took Marisol's hands into his own. "I'm trying to blend in. What's the last thing you remember?"

Marisol racked her brain, but realized most of her memories were blank. "Um… I don't know. Kol, I think. He was trying to... To get me to run away with him." She tried to think harder, but her head was starting to hurt. "I don't understand. What about the ritual?"

"Marisol… The year is 2010. You've been dead for over 400 years."

Marisol drew her hands away from Klaus as if she'd been burned. She shook her head.

"No. No! I'm standing right here! You're wrong! I'm standing right here!"

Before Klaus could say anything else, Marisol lost her balance and fainted. Klaus quickly caught her. She came to rather swiftly, except when she opened her eyes, her hand clamped over her neck where she'd been bitten and she looked around wildly.

"Where is he?" She asked frantically. "Where's Luis? He was just here."

It was Klaus's turn to be confused. He watched as she made a beeline for the front door and pried it open. She looked out into the hallway and saw it was empty. She just about slammed the door shut and came back into the apartment.

"He's out. He's out of the tomb. Oh, god. I need to tell mom and Josiah. They need to know. Where's my phone?"

All of her words came out fast and rushed and if you weren't paying attention, you wouldn't be able to understand her.

"... Elowen?" Katherine asked warily. "Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me! Who else would I be?" Reality seemed to catch up to her and she took a cautious step back. "Why are you here? Where's Ric?"

Katherine looked behind her and Elowen gradually turned around. Alaric was standing in front of her, but it wasn't Alaric. Elowen swallowed and tried to stay calm.

"Klaus," she said, managing to keep her cool. "What have you done with Alaric?"

"Oh, he's fine. He's… shall we say, asleep, so to speak. Now, I don't think we've been properly introduced. You are?"

"None of your business."

"Ooh, feisty. I like it. I guess there's no need for introductions, considering Katerina has told me everything I need to know. Elowen, right?"

"You can't keep me here. No one cares what happens to Katherine, but I'll have people looking for me. They probably are right now. I didn't tell anyone where I went last night."

As if on cue, Alaric's phone started to ring. Klaus walked over to the table where it sat and picked it up.

"Oh look, if it isn't my girlfriend." He showed the screen to Elowen, where Esmeralda's name flashed across the screen. She tried to cross the room in time to snatch the phone away, but Klaus had already answered it. "Hello, love."

"Have you seen Elowen?" Came Esmeralda's voice through the line in a frenzy. "She's not in her room and she's not answering her phone."

"Relax, she's here with me. See?"

Klaus handed over the phone and gave a look that said, 'Be careful'. Elowen took the phone in her hand and put it up to her ear.

"Hi, mom," she said while never taking her eyes off of Klaus. "Ric needed help grading papers last night and I just forgot to tell you. I'm sorry."

Esmeralda sighed in relief. "Oh, thank god. Don't do that to me. You know I hate it."

"I know. Look, I'll be home soon, okay? It's early enough for me to still get ready for school. If I'm not home in 15, come get me."

"Okay, honey. I'll see you soon."

"Bye, mom."

Elowen hung up the phone and handed it back to Klaus, who nodded in approval.

"Good girl. One more thing before we get you home."

Klaus once again took hold of the pocket knife he had before Elowen had woken up and walked back over to Katherine. He handed it over to her.

"I want you to take this knife… and stab yourself."

Katherine slowly took the knife from Klaus, hesitated, and then finally jammed it into her leg. Elowen slightly jumped at this.

"Now, take it out," Klaus ordered. Katherine did as she was told. The stab wound healed up immediately. "Now, while I'm gone, I want you to do that over and over and over again and if you get bored, switch legs." He smiled as he turned to face Elowen. "Let's get you home, shall we?"

xxxx

"Oh my god, who did this to you?" Esmeralda asked immediately upon seeing the bite marks on Elowen's neck and the dried blood on the collar of her shirt.

"Luis is out," Elowen replied. Esmeralda's face went slack.

"What?"

"He attacked me last night when I was at Ric's place. If it weren't for him, I'd be dead right now."

"Well, where is he now?"

Elowen shrugged. "I don't know. I'm not sure I want to know."

Klaus stood there dumbly, nearly refusing to say anything. Katherine didn't tell him anything about this Luis person and he was slightly afraid that he would say the wrong thing and give away his disguise before he got any real information out of this. He was really glad he'd had his witch place that emotion cloaking spell on him, because if the empath could feel his emotions right now, he'd be toast.

"I'm sorry, did I hear you right?" Eliana came into the room with Sydney in tow. "Luis escaped from the one place he wasn't supposed to be able to escape?"

"This is bad, isn't it?" Sydney asked. "I mean, he's a vampire now. He can do more harm to you that way. I was always scared he might snap and actually kill you when he was human, but now? He can really do it."

Klaus had to stop his eyes from widening. Who the hell were these two? It looks like Katherine wasn't as in the loop as she had thought, because she most certainly did not say anything about the women in front of him. Acting quickly, he pointed his thumb over his shoulder at the front door.

"I better get going. School, you know?"

Esmeralda nodded. "Right." She examined the bite marks on Elowen's neck. "We need to get you cleaned up. Come on, off you go." She steered Elowen up the stairs and Eliana and Sydney followed her up. Esmeralda stayed behind with who she thought was Alaric. "Thank you for getting her home safely. I know it's daylight and he can't get her during the day, but it still means a lot. You know how much of a worrier I am."

"Yeah." Klaus managed a laugh. "You're welcome."

Esmeralda gave him a lopsided smile and leaned up to give him a kiss. Klaus kissed her back, but obviously he must've hesitated or appeared uncertain or something, because when Esmeralda pulled back, her eyebrows were furrowed together.

"Is everything alright?" She asked. "You seem... Distant. Like you're not all here."

"I'm fine. Just don't wanna be late for work."

"Right. You should go."

He leaned down and gave a quick kiss to Esmeralda's cheek before disappearing through the front door. Esmeralda stared at the door for a minute. Something didn't seem quite right.

Dismissing it, as she had more important things to worry about, she turned and went upstairs to help Eliana and Sydney help Elowen get ready for school. If she'd dwelled on it any longer, she would've realized she couldn't feel his emotions.

Klaus stopped at the end of the walkway to the porch and turned back to glance at the house before leaving with a smirk on his face.

xxxx

"Do you think she's okay?" Damon asked Stefan. They were waiting outside the boarding house as Elena finished up signing papers that turned the deed over to her. Stefan glanced at him in the corners of his eyes.

"Elowen? I don't know. She's really good at pretending to be okay, but that doesn't mean she is. I'm worried about her."

"Me, too." Damon sighed loudly. "I think you're right, baby brother. Maybe it is time to apologize."

The front door opened and the lawyer left the house.

"Thank you, Mr. Henry," Elena told him before walking back into the house. Stefan and Damon walked towards the door, but stopped at the threshold. Elena needed to invite them in. She turned back around when she realized they weren't right behind her.

"I'm sorry. I completely forgot." She looked at Stefan. "Would you like to come into my house?"

"I would love to," Stefan replied and walked into the house. "Thank you."

She looked at Damon and didn't say anything. Damon rolled his eyes.

"What are we, 12?"

"One of us is." Elena crossed her arms. "If I let you in, do you promise to obey the owner of this house?"

"No. Remember, Elena, Elowen is supposed to be standing in your spot."

"But, she's not. Now, do you or do you not promise to obey the owner of this house?"

"Yes, Elena," Damon sarcastically responded. "Sure."

Elena ignored his tone and gestured for him to come in. "Then, I invite you into this house."

Damon entered the house and scowled at Stefan's amused face. "Shut up."

Elena went over and grabbed her jacket that was hanging over the side of the couch in the living room. She started collecting the rest of her things and Stefan and Damon came to stand in her way.

"Where are you going?" Stefan asked.

"To school," Elena replied as if it were obvious.

"Huh?"

"No, no, no," Damon said. "We didn't create a safe house for you to leave it."

"Yeah," Stefan agreed. "Klaus is out there. We know that."

"Right. But where?" Elena asked. "No one knows. Look, I really appreciate what you guys are doing, especially considering I know you're only keeping me safe because by default, you're keeping Elowen safe. You don't actually care what happens to me."

"That's not true," Stefan defended, but Damon snorted.

"Yes, it is."

"See? Look, I'll be able to sleep at night knowing that I'll be safe here, but I'm not going to be a prisoner," Elena told them. "Besides, we're under the impression that both Elowen and Bonnie have done the spell, right? The way I see it, at school with those two is the safest place to be."

Elena left through the front door. Stefan sighed and followed after her.

"Wait! I'm coming."

The door closed, leaving Damon by himself.

xxxx

Elowen settled into her usual seat in the back. She had a scarf around her neck and bowed her head lowly as if to try and get people to not notice her. She even sunk down in her chair and didn't make eye contact with anyone, not even Stefan when he walked into the room and eyed the scarf suspiciously. Klaus in Alaric's body entered the class just as the bell rang.

"Hello, class," he announced. "What are we learning today?"

"With the decade dance tonight, we've been covering the 60s all week," said a girl Elowen remembered was named Dana.

"Right. The 60s." Klaus saw Elena and looked at her for a long moment before turning back to the board. He started to write 'The Sixties' on said board. "The, uh, ahem. The sixties. I wish there was something good I could say about the sixties, but… Actually, they kind of sucked. Except for the Beatles, of course. They made it bearable. Uh, what else was there? The Cuban missile thing, the… we walked on the moon. There was Watergate."

"Watergate was the 70s, Ric," Elena spoke up with a smile. She cleared her throat when she realized what she'd called him. "I- I mean, Mr. Saltzman."

"Right. It all kind of mushes together up here. The sixties, the seventies. Thank you, Elena."

xxxx

After class, Stefan caught up with Elowen. When she saw him coming up to her, she quickly sped up her pace and tried to shove her way through the crowd to get away from him. He managed to catch her anyway.

"Hey. Did something happen?" He asked worriedly when he reached her. "What's with the scarf?"

"Please leave me alone, Stefan," Elowen replied shortly, desperate to get away. "I don't want to talk."

"Look, I know you're still mad at me, but you know that you can talk to me. Always."

"I know, but right now really isn't a good time, okay? I won't ask you again. Please leave me alone."

"Is there a problem here?" Alaric/Klaus asked, coming out of nowhere. Stefan backed off when he showed up. He knew that Alaric would always put Esmeralda and the kids before anyone else in their little gang. He also knew that he would do anything for them to make sure no harm ever came to them, and right now, Stefan was a threat in her eyes.

"No. I was just leaving."

As Stefan left, Klaus turned to Elowen with a smirk.

"I have a question. Why haven't you run off and told everyone I'm here, hmm?"

"I don't know," Elowen answered honestly. Just like with Elijah, she wanted to help him, protect him. She felt like she knew him. And she didn't know why, and it drove her absolutely insane. If Marisol was supposed to be the doppelganger's replacement like her mom said, then Klaus no doubt knew Marisol as well. Maybe… maybe, he had answers.

"Well, whatever your reason, it's the smartest choice you could make. Don't even think for a second that I won't kill you. I only need one Ramirez."

"Yeah, except I'm the only one who looks like Marisol."

A look of mild surprise crossed Klaus's face.

"Yeah, I know about her. I know that Elijah cared about her and you must've, too, right? If anything, I'm the one who want. I'm the oldest, which means I'm stronger than my brother. I'm younger than my mom, so I've still got my whole life ahead of me. If you're so smart, then why on earth would you take anyone else?"

The bell rang, indicating class was now in session.

"Better get back to your class, Ric."

Elowen turned and walked off into the now empty halls, leaving Klaus on his own.

xxxx

"Damon?" Elowen called out loudly.

She'd ditched school after she left Klaus in the hallways. Knowing Luis was out of the tomb, combined with Klaus being in Alaric's body was enough to push her over the edge. She was overwhelmed, to say the least, and she didn't want to think about it right now. Which is how she found herself standing in the middle of the Salvatore boarding house.

Damon appeared in the room within seconds. He thought he was imagining her voice at first and he had to come check to make sure he wasn't going crazy. He paused at the sight of her. He was suddenly speechless. He'd rehearsed so many apology speeches in his head, but all of them disappeared from his mind when he saw her.

This wasn't how it was supposed to go. He was supposed to go to her, not the other way around. This wasn't how he pictured this happening in his head. Why was she even here? Last he checked, she was pissed.

"Hey," Damon greeted, suddenly breathless. "What are you doing here?"

Instead of answering, Elowen dropped her bag, crossed the room and kissed Damon sloppily. Their teeth clashed together from when she grabbed the front of his shirt and hastily pulled him into her. Damon hadn't quite caught up when Elowen started to pull his shirt up and over his head. She tossed it somewhere in the room and started on his belt, then unbuttoned his jeans and had just unzipped the zipper when Damon finally registered what was happening.

"Wen," he tried to mumble through kisses, but she ignored him and walked him backwards to push him roughly against the wall in an attempt to shut him up.

"Wen," he said again, this time grabbing onto her wrists to stop her roaming hands and pushing her away. She immediately leaned forward to kiss him again, but Damon held onto her arms to stop her. "Hey. What's going on? Is something wrong?"

"I'm having a really bad day, Damon," she replied breathlessly. "And I'm in desperate need of a distraction. Please distract me and ask questions later. Please."

Damon searched her eyes for a moment before sighing. "Okay."

Elowen grabbed onto his neck and dragged him down to continue kissing him. This time, Damon was much more reciprocal. His hands slid down her waist and slipped under her shirt in order to remove it. The scarf came off with it and revealed the bite marks on her neck. Damon stopped at the sight, carefully touched the marks and tried to pull back to ask her about it.

"Questions later, remember?" Elowen reminded before he could get a word out. She tugged him towards the couch by the belt loops in his jeans while removing her bra with her free hand, threw it away and fell back onto the couch, pulling Damon with her.

xxxx

Afterwards, both of them laid on the couch in silence. Elowen was settled in Damon's arms, wearing his shirt, while he wore his boxers, with Damon trailing his fingers down her arms.

"Do you want to tell me what's got you so tied up in knots now?" He asked lowly against her ear. Elowen stayed quiet for a moment before finally opening her mouth.

"Luis is out of the tomb. I don't know how he did it, but he did. He attacked me last night."

She couldn't find it in herself to tell him about Klaus in Alaric's body. She knew probably everybody would kill her when they found out that she knew, but she just couldn't do it. She couldn't betray him.

"He's what? You're kidding me, right?"

"I wish I was."

"Well, aren't you and Bonnie locked and loaded? Couldn't you have just killed him?"

"I was taken off guard, Damon. He disappeared somewhere after Ric took care of him."

"Ric? Ric was there?"

"I was at his apartment when it happened."

"And you have no idea where he ran off to?"

"No."

Damon threw his head back in frustration momentarily. His fingers were playing in Elowen's mess of curly hair now and he was suddenly struck with how much he had missed her.

"Does Stefan know?"

Elowen shook her head. "He tried to ask me at school this morning, but I just couldn't deal with it. I completely blew him off."

"You had every right to, you know. What we did to you was shitty. We should've been helping you with the whole Marisol thing, but instead we cast you aside. I'm sorry. We both are."

Elowen turned her head and gave him a pointed look. Damon grumbled.

"Okay, fine. For awhile I wasn't sorry for what we did, but then I realized you genuinely just wanted answers to an innocent question that you had every right to ask. I'm not saying I condone your methods to finding said answers, but I'd be one to talk, right? I spent 145 years obsessing over Katherine and opening that damn tomb that I did some really bad things to do it. I guess I'm saying that now that I've had time to think about it, I understand. So, yes, I'm sorry."

Elowen was quiet for a moment before she opened her mouth.

"I guess I'm sorry, too. I was mad, and I thought I had to take things into my own hands, but disregarding Elena the way I did and offering her up as bait without a second thought was really inconsiderate of me. Her life is just as important as mine, but Klaus needed to be lured out somehow, and I didn't know what else to do." She sighed. "Just... next time, please just listen to me, okay? Don't try to force your own agenda onto me and expect me to blindly follow you and Stefan because we're together. I'm my own person, and I can make my own decisions."

"And I know that. Sometimes I forget how stubbornly independent you can be. It's almost like you don't need a knight in shining armor."

Elowen shot Damon a cheeky smile. "Because I don't."

She leaned up to give Damon a quick kiss, and then she tried to move to get up, but Damon tightened his grip on her waist.

"Oh no you don't. You're staying right here."

Elowen giggled loudly and pretended to fight against him. "Damon! We can't stay here forever."

"Says who?" He asked her seductively. "I haven't even bitten you yet."

Elowen had to admit that that had turned her on. She wouldn't ever say it out loud, but Damon's biting kink was kind of hot. He started to kiss up and down her neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps as he went, and Elowen felt him pause and move her hair out of the way as he probably geared up to sink his fangs into her. Right before he could, however, his phone started to blare loudly from wherever it was on the ground. He groaned loudly and rolled over to find it. When he did, he answered it.

"This better be good, Stef, because you're interrupting something kind of important."

"Klaus compelled a student at school today," Stefan told him, and Damon suddenly grew serious. His face made Elowen look at him curiously.

'What is it?' She mouthed, but Damon shook his head at her.

"What? He was there? At the school?"

"Yeah."

"Well, did anyone see him?"

"No. He said he would be at the dance tonight."

"Okay. Get Elena back here and we'll talk it over."

"Got it."

He hung up and started to move Elowen off of him so he could get dressed. "Moment ruined, little witch. Get dressed."

xxxx

To say Stefan was surprised to see Elowen at the boarding house when he arrived was an understatement. He couldn't even ask why she was there because he had Elena in tow. Even she seemed surprised to see her.

"What are you-" She started to ask, but Elowen cut her off.

"Damon told me Klaus was at the school," she half lied. "It seemed important, so here I am."

Stefan didn't look convinced. He knew just how angry she'd been and doubted she would've picked up Damon's calls in the first place. Elena, on the other hand, bought her answer and shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh, okay. I'm just glad you're talking again."

"I called Bonnie," Elowen changed the subject. "She should be here soon."

Of course, Bonnie chose that exact moment to come through the front door. Damon immediately got down to business.

"I say we go to the dance and we find him," he said with determination. He was already dead set on killing Klaus if it meant protecting Elowen, but now that they were back together (sort of), he had never been more sure of anything in his life.

"Really?" Stefan asked, mainly rhetorical. "How are we going to do that? We don't even know what he looks like."

"Something tells me he's not going to be sixteen and pimply."

"He could be anywhere at any time. He compelled somebody at school." He glanced at Elena. "I guess it's not as safe as you thought, huh?"

There was a knock at the front door and in came Alaric/Klaus. Elowen tensed at the sight of him and his eyes lingered on her longer than they should have. He was looking at her so tauntingly, as if egging her on.

'Go ahead,' they said. 'Do it. Tell them who I really am.'

But she didn't, and he knew she wasn't going to.

"Sorry I'm late," Klaus apologized.

"Hey, I need you to put me down as a chaperone at the dance tonight," Damon told him. "Klaus made his first move."

"Okay, so we find him and then, hmm?" Elena questioned condescendingly. "What's our plan of attack?"

"Me," Bonnie answered immediately. "And Elowen. We're the plan. He has no idea how much power we can channel. If you can find him, we can kill him."

Except, as long as he was in Alaric's body, Elowen wasn't going to lay not even a finger on him. Klaus must've known this, because he side eyed her with a small smirk. Elowen balled her hands into fists at her side and did her best to ignore him.

"It's not going to be that easy," Klaus tried to point out. "I mean, he is the biggest, baddest vampire around."

"Alaric has a point," Damon agreed. "I mean, what if he…" He suddenly sped over towards Bonnie, who quickly lifted her hand and threw him across the room without touching him. Damon groaned from his spot on the ground and pushed himself back onto his feet.

"Well, I was impressed," Stefan said with a shrug.

"It doesn't matter if he's an Original," Bonnie stated confidently. "I can take down anyone who comes at me. I can kill him. I know I can, and with Elowen's help, he doesn't stand a chance."

Elowen had gone over to Damon to make sure he was okay, but when she touched his arm, he winced and drew it back.

"Ow!"

Elowen furrowed her eyebrows. "What? What did I do?"

He looked down at his arm and saw a bit of frostbite where she touched him. He looked up at everyone in the room, confused.

"I don't know."

Elowen looked down at her hands and saw that her fingertips were ice blue. Curiously, she reached down and touched the corner of the coffee table that was next to her. A thin sheet of ice spread across the top faster than they could keep up, and before they knew it, the whole table was enveloped. Shortly after, her fingertips returned to normal.

"What the hell was that?" Damon asked, finally breaking the stunned silence the room had been put into.

"It's normal for elementals to sometimes come into a second power, isn't it?" Stefan's question was aimed at Elowen, who nodded dumbly, still staring at the coffee table.

"Well, I mean, yeah, but for it to come on right after I cast a spell to channel a hundred dead witches? That doesn't seem like a coincidence." She turned to Damon. "Come at me, the same way you did Bonnie."

Damon scoffed. "Yeah, like that's gonna happen. I think I've been tossed across the room enough times today."

Without missing a beat, she turned to Stefan. He didn't look exactly happy and willing, but still, he sighed and sped at her without a word. He didn't even come within a few feet of her before some type of force field erected itself around her, blowing Stefan nearly through the wall, as well as knocking Elena, Bonnie and Alaric/Klaus off of their feet from the residual energy. Various items such as books, lone papers and other objects sailed from their spots and now littered the ground. Damon was the only one untouched as he was standing on the other side of Elowen, behind the invisible force field.

There was a large hole in the wall where Stefan had made contact and he now laid on the ground, the wind knocked completely out of him. It took him a minute to even try standing up again. Bonnie was helping Elena up while Klaus sat on the floor for a moment, completely blindsided. This was worse than he initially thought.

"No offense, Bonnie," Damon started to say, once again breaking the silence. "But, your parlor trick looked like nothing compared to whatever the hell that was."

"I think…" Elowen started to mumble, mainly to herself more than anything else. "I think, maybe, it's a possibility that there were elementals that died in that fire, and since I'm another elemental channeling them, I'm being given their powers. Ice manipulation, force fields… who knows what else I was given."

Damon whistled. "Klaus has no idea what's coming to him."

Elowen's eyes found Klaus's, who had just gotten back up to his feet.

Oh, how wrong you are about that, Damon, she thought.

xxxx

After everybody was gone, Stefan turned to Elowen.

"Okay, what are you really doing here? I know Damon didn't call you. Does this have something to do with the fact that you ditched school this morning?"

Elowen sighed. Her hands came up to grab the scarf around her neck and she tugged it down to show him the bite marks. Stefan's face immediately became both serious and worried as he quickly stepped forward to examine them.

"Luis is out of the tomb," she explained. "He attacked me. I just… I didn't want to think about it. I needed a distraction."

"And I take it Damon was the distraction?" Stefan's words came out tight and a bit snippy.

"No need to sound so jealous, brother," Damon drawled arrogantly with a smirk. It was true, Stefan did sound slightly envious, or at least a little bothered that she'd come to Damon instead of him after completely brushing him off when he tried to ask earlier that morning. "It's not my fault you two haven't done the do yet."

Stefan loudly cleared his throat. "No, we have."

"Oh?" Damon quirked an eyebrow. "Do tell."

"Okay!" Elowen quickly cut in before things got weird. "I get that I'm dating you both, but I think I'd rather keep our sex lives seperate."

"Oh, come on, Wen. You've got to admit the idea of a threesome is hot," Damon said. "Don't act like you haven't thought about it."

Elowen chewed on her bottom lip and didn't answer. She'd be lying if she said the idea hadn't crossed her mind. Damon took her silence as confirmation.

"See? I knew I wasn't the only one. Stef?"

There was already a deep red flush crawling up Stefan's neck. "Don't- Don't ask me about that. It's weird."

Damon smirked again. "Aww, is wittle Stefan embarrassed?"

"This isn't what the topic was," Stefan dodged. He quickly put his attention back on Elowen and steered the conversation away from sex talk. "Are you okay now? Were you hurt anywhere else?"

Elowen shook her head. "No, he just bit me. I'm fine."

Stefan sighed and placed his hand on Elowen's cheek. "Listen, about Elijah-"

"Damon's already given the apology speech." Stefan's eyes darted towards Damon, who simply smirked. "We were both in the wrong, to some extent, and we were both just doing what we thought was right. I just… didn't appreciate how you guys made me feel like my wanting answers about Marisol was stupid. It was like you guys didn't care."

Stefan was rubbing his thumb across her cheek as she spoke and used his other hand to run his fingers through her bangs (they were the only part of her hair that wasn't as curly as the rest and therefore he could do this without his hands getting tangled). "You're right. I'm sorry. We thought Elijah was the bigger threat at the time that I wasn't thinking about how important this was to you. Have you found out anything useful?"

Elowen shook her head disappointedly. "No. Nothing in those grimoires Luka and Jonas had say anything about doppelgangers' past lives living through their current shadow self. It happened again, I think, this morning. I'm not sure because I was alone," she lied. She still couldn't bring herself to tell them about Klaus, but the way Katherine asked if it was 'really her' this morning had gotten her thinking that she had another episode. "But, there's a short gap in my memory where I don't remember what happened."

"Maybe you're not looking in the right place," Damon spoke up. Both Elowen and Stefan looked over at him. "I know I'm the one who said that the spell must've accidentally created a doppelganger, but maybe that's not the case."

"What do you propose, then?" Elowen asked.

"Reincarnation," Damon answered. "Think about it. What if you're Marisol reborn? What if you are her?"

Elowen blinked and thought this over for a moment. "... It's not a bad idea. I mean, it would explain the premonitions I've been having."

"What premonitions?" Stefan questioned. Elowen looked down at the ground for a second before she answered.

"Premonitions of Marisol's memories. Just bits and pieces. It would also explain why I felt like I knew Elijah when I first met him and why I felt the need to side with and protect him. He was like Marisol's father figure, so to speak. It would also explain why none of this started to happen until Elijah came to town. He must've triggered it, whatever 'it' is."

"Klaus had to have been there. She was created to break the curse, after all," Damon said. "Have you seen him? Do you know what he looks like?"

Elowen shook her head. "No. I've only seen Elijah, a man named Nik and somebody else named Kol."

"Kol," Stefan repeated. "Marisol talked about him when she possessed you at the lake house. She said he tried to help."

Elowen nodded. "Yeah. He tried to get her to run away with him the morning the ritual was supposed to take place. I think he was in love with her."

"Well, whoever he was-"

"I think he was another Original," Elowen cut off Damon. "Nik used a dagger like the one you used on Elijah in order to kill him."

Damon groaned. "Oh, great, just what we need. More Originals."

"Marisol also said the curse wasn't about the sun and the moon," Stefan remembered. "Do you know anything about that?"

Elowen shook her head. "No. But, I can fish around and see if I can find anything."

"In the meantime, I think we should focus on the present. We have a dance to crash."

"Right. Do you have anything I can wear?"

"'Course we do," Damon told her with an eye roll. "This way, little witch."

xxxx

Back at Alaric's apartment, Katherine was still in her chair, now with blood covering her leg. The knife Klaus had given her was still in her hand. The front door opened and in walked Klaus.

"This is bad," he said as he closed the door behind him."Not only is that Elowen girl all juiced up and aiming to kill, she has a friend as backup. The Bennett witch."

"That's terrible," Katherine forced herself to say.

Klaus's warlock friend was sitting in the kitchen. Klaus addressed him.

"We're gonna have to kill one of them, Maddox. The best friend."

Katherine tilted her head in curiosity. "You want Elowen alive," she stated. "Is this because she had that weird fit this morning? Who's Marisol, Klaus?"

"None of your concern," Klaus said offhandedly. He was looking through Alaric's closet and moved over to the drawer. "Do you think this Alaric guy has anything vintage?" He moved the shirts in the drawer around and noticed the bottom of the drawer popped out. He opened it and it revealed a small array of weapons to kill vampires. "Crossbows, wooden bullets and automatics? Who is this guy again?" He'd picked up a crossbow and was examining it.

"He's the local vampire hunter," Katherine replied.

"Ahh. Well, that explains the clothing." Klaus put the crossbow back and closed the drawer, Maddox walked over and handed him a glass of bourbon.

"All I could find. Guy likes his bourbon."

Klaus took it. "I knew there was something about him I liked. There's a high school dance and I'm gonna need you to take out the witch bitch."

"If she has that much power, she can sense me coming from a mile away, especially if the other one has the power of premonition. Her power will be enhanced now that she's channeling so many witches. I won't be able to get near her. You have to do it."

"In this body? I'm a haggard history teacher. She can easily hurt me. I mean, not me, Klaus me, but you know what I mean."

Katherine stayed silent and simply listened to them. If she could ever get out of here, this would be useful information.

"No witch could handle channeling that much power. It'll kill her. It would kill the other one, too. It would even kill me. You just have to make her use it."

"You mean like provoke her to death?"

Maddox shrugged. "Won't take long. Just keep attacking her until it kills her. His body, Alaric's, will last longer than hers will."

"How? He's human."

"I can help in that department. I can do a spell to protect you."

Klaus liked the sound of this plan. Now, he just needed to think of a way to get Elowen on his side. It shouldn't be hard, considering it seemed like Marisol lived inside her and she'd yet to expose him, as if she didn't want to. Piece of cake.