Elijah woke up before Elowen did. Elena rushed over to him.

"Elijah."

Elijah was still in shock from being undaggered and he was gasping for air. "Katerina."

"Elijah! It's me, it's Elena."

"Oh my god."

Elijah went limp and his eyes closed. Elena moved to get closer, but his body suddenly spasmed and he stumbled to his feet, once again gasping for air.

"I can't- I can't breathe! What's happening to me?"

He rushed over to the door but slammed into the doorsill. Elena got up, went over to him and helped hold him up.

"I can't… I can't be in this house."

"... You're not invited in," Elena realized.

"Then, get me out of here."

Elijah tried to speed out of the room, but ran into a wall instead. He sped away again and Elena quickly ran after him, leaving Elowen in the basement. Elena found him just outside the front door, crouched down as he caught his breath. He saw her coming towards him and got up to rush at her, but was stopped at the threshold as he wasn't invited in.

"What happened?" He demanded, but Elena shushed him. She pointed at her ear and then back into the house to indicate that Stefan and Damon were there.

"I'll tell you," she whispered. "Not here. Can I trust you?"

Elijah raised an eyebrow. "Can I trust you?"

Slowly, Elena raised her hand and brandished the dagger. She handed it over. Elijah took it from her and only stared at her.

"We have to get Elowen first," Elena told him. "She's the one who undaggered you. It must've been for good reason, but she's unconscious." She chewed on her bottom lip and contemplated her next words. "I invite you in, so you can help me get her. Be quick."

Elijah nodded and zoomed back into the house. He returned with Elowen in his arms a moment later.

"You'll tell me exactly what happened to her once we're able to speak properly."

"I wish I could. I just found her like this."

Elijah looked down at Elowen and slightly sighed. "Very well. Let's take our leave, then."

Upstairs, Stefan woke up with a start. Something didn't seem right to him. He decided to get up and venture downstairs, where Damon was sitting in the living room with a cup of coffee.

"Hey. Is Elena still here?" Stefan asked. Damon shrugged.

"How should I know? I don't really care."

"... And Elowen? Have you heard from her?"

Damon's jaw set at the sound of her name. He was still under the impression she was siding with Klaus and he was very upset about it.

"No. I don't care about that, either."

They both knew that was a lie. Stefan sighed and continued his way through the house. Damon had rolled his eyes and gotten up to follow him.

"Look, I know what you're going to say. 'Of course you care, Damon, you're just-'"

Damon stopped because Stefan had. He'd noticed the basement door was open and rushed over to investigate. Damon was right behind him. They arrived at the cell and saw it was empty.

"Where is he?" Damon asked. "Where is he?!"

"Elowen. It has to be. She didn't even want him daggered in the first place."

"How did she even get in here undetected? I don't buy it. My money's on Elena."

"Whoever it was, we need to find them, and fast."

xxxx

Elena pulled over and parked her car on the side of the road. Elijah was in the passenger seat drinking from a blood bag he must've swiped when he went to get Elowen and Elowen was still passed out in the backseat. Elena was actually starting to get worried, and she knew Elijah was, too.

"You look better," she noted.

"Where did you get the dagger?" Elijah asked instead.

"I'll tell you everything, but we have to work together, Elijah. I need your word."

"Your ability to make demands has long passed." He glanced at Elowen through the rear view mirror. "Her, on the other hand…"

Elowen's eyes fluttered open and she woke up to a major, head splitting headache. Her stomach lurched and she quickly sat up and started trying to pry the car door open.

"I'm gonna be sick." She got the door open and stumbled out. "I'm gonna be sick."

Both Elijah and Elena quickly followed her out as she dropped to her knees and threw up more blood onto the sidewalk. Elena's eyes widened.

"Oh my god." Elena remembered seeing a dried red spot on the doorstep at the boarding house and she put two and two together. "The blood on the patio, was that you? Are you okay?"

"Yes and no," Elowen replied, wiping her mouth and then wiping her hand on her jeans. Blood smeared down the pant leg, but she was in too much pain to care. Elijah had carefully bent down on one knee and gently put his hand on her back, rubbing reassuring circles to let her know that it was alright.

"What happened to you?" He asked softly. "Elena said she found you passed out in the basement."

"We found the spot of the witch massacre," Elowen started to explain, leaning against Elijah for support as he tentatively helped her to her feet. Elijah raised an eyebrow in interest.

"Oh?"

"I did the spell to channel them and I just overused my powers last night. It's coming back to bite me in the ass."

"And why did you have to use them in such a manner?"

"Klaus is here, in Alaric's body. Bonnie was- oh my god, Bonnie." Elowen whipped around to face Elena and nearly fell over in the process. "Bonnie? Is she okay? Is she dead?"

Elena opened her mouth to answer, then faltered. Elowen was looking at her expectantly and so helplessly that she wasn't sure what to do. She could just run back to Klaus and tell him everything for all she knew. Elowen seemed to understand.

"... I get it. You can't trust me anymore. Why did you even bring me along? You could've just left me in the basement for Stefan and Damon to discover me and rip me a new one."

Elena meekly shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I guess I just wanted to know what you were doing there."

"I'm a little lost," Elijah interrupted. "Are you two not on the same team anymore? Are your goals not still the same?"

"I don't know." Elena stared at Elowen. "Are they?"

It took Elowen a long moment to answer. It must've been the Marisol in her, because she almost said no. Finally, she responded to Elena's question.

"Yes."

Elena crossed her arms. "Then why did you protect him last night?"

"Bonnie was going to kill Alaric, Elena. I couldn't let her do that. It would've been useless. Klaus would've just jumped into somebody else's body and Ric would've died for nothing." It was half the truth. The other part of her protected him because she felt like she had to. Because she wanted to. Elowen sighed. "Ric's the closest thing I've got to a dad, Elena," she admitted quietly. "I couldn't just let him die."

"And why didn't you tell us he was here? Klaus said you knew."

Elowen looked down at the ground in shame. "It's hard to explain. If I could just find answers about Marisol, maybe I can answer that question."

Elijah quirked his eyebrow again at the mention of Marisol. "And have you?"

Elowen looked up at him in confusion. "Have I what?"

"Found answers."

"Damon thinks it might be reincarnation."

"Reincarnation?" Elijah hummed. "Interesting."

"I have one more question," Elena said. "Where did you go last night?"

"Klaus took me," Elowen replied. "He wants me, just like I thought he would. I escaped."

Elijah looked surprised. "Escaped? You escaped Klaus? How is that possible?"

"Remember how I said I could channel the witches? I think I'm not only channeling their energy, but the elemental's who burned powers. I can turn invisible, I can teleport, manipulate ice, walk through walls, create force fields and I can use telekinesis now. Who knows what else. He's probably searching for me as we speak."

"I just… I want clarification," Elena cut in. "You're not siding with him?"

Elowen furrowed her eyebrows. "Of course not. Did someone say something?"

Elena looked at her pitifully and Elowen almost wasn't sure she wanted the answer.

"Damon thinks you ran off with him and so does Jeremy. I think Stefan has his doubts, too. Toby and Josiah made it clear that you'd never do that, but…" She shrugged. "Even I can't trust you to not go blabbing off to him."

"... Oh."

Elowen felt a hand grab onto hers and looked up to find Elijah looking down at her. Elena looked at the two of them suspiciously when her phone went off. It was Stefan.

"Where are you?" He asked immediately when she answered. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Elena replied. "I'm with Elijah and Elowen."

"Elowen? She's there? How is she? What happened last night?"

"She's… she's not doing too great," Elena told him honestly. Elowen looked worse for wear. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were bloodshot and she had dried blood on her chin from when she had thrown up a few minutes ago. "She says Klaus kidnapped her last night and that she barely managed to get away."

The line went dead for a moment and Elena was starting to think the call dropped. She was about to hang up when Stefan finally said something.

"Where are you guys? I'm on my way."

"No. Elijah and I need some time alone. Elowen… she needs time to recover. I don't think she's ready to face whatever you have to say to her."

"Listen to me, Elijah cannot be trusted. He'll use you to get to Klaus, and Elowen… we already know she can't resist him. At least get her out of there."

"If anything, I think it's a good thing she's here. Elijah would never hear me out on my own. Look, Elijah is a noble man, Stefan. He lives by a code of honor. I can trust him. Elowen was right all along. He knows that I'd be incredibly stupid to betray him again. By removing the dagger, I have proven myself."

"Need I remind you that you're the one who said it was Elowen who pulled the dagger out?" Elijah piped up. Elena ignored him.

"You can't do this alone," Stefan was saying.

"I'm not. Whether you like it or not, Elowen is here. This is my decision, Stefan. Please respect it." Elena glanced at Elowen. "And make sure that Damon doesn't do anything stupid. I know he's angry right now, and with him that's never good. I'll be in touch."

Elena hung up and Elijah held his hand out. Elena hesitated before finally handing her phone over. He put it in his jacket pocket without a word. When he didn't do the same for Elowen, Elena furrowed her eyebrows.

"Why does she get to keep her phone?"

"Because I can trust her to not run and cry wolf."

Elena slightly scowled. Elowen blinked as if suddenly remembering that phones exist and reached into her back pocket for her phone, where she had put it after changing out of her dress and into her mom's clothes, and pulled it out. She had several missed calls from Esmeralda, Toby, Josiah and even Caroline, as well as numerous text messages asking where she was, if she was safe, to call them. She was surprised nobody had done a locator spell yet.

"Go ahead," Elijah said to her softly. "Let them know you're okay."

With slightly shaky hands (she was still a little weak from before. At least the nausea had gone away), she opened her phone and scrolled through her contacts to find Toby's name. She wrote out a quick text and pressed send.

I'm alive and mostly unharmed. I'm with Elijah. Don't try to find me, I'll come to you when I'm ready. Sorry for worrying you.

When she was done, she slipped her phone back into her pocket.

"Okay," she said. "Let's go."

xxxx

"Did she just hang up on you?" Damon asked incredulously.

"She did," Stefan confirmed.

"She's lost it. The both of them have."

"Look, just be glad Elowen's not with Klaus."

"Just because she's with Elijah doesn't mean she's not still running with Klaus. She could be working both teams. She's good at that."

Stefan frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Do you not remember when she lied to you about knowing why I came to town and leading me to believe that she was going to help me get into the tomb? Because I do."

"Are you sure that's what this is about?"

"What, you think this is about me and you? How she played us both? Because she did, Stefan."

"Look, I know that you don't understand the concept of sharing, Damon, but she didn't 'play' us. She never did."

"Oh, get off your high horse, Stefan. I know you secretly want her to choose, too. We've only settled for what we've got because we know she'd pick neither of us if it came down to it."

"Where is this even coming from? Is this what you're really angry about?"

"You want to know what I'm angry about? I'm angry that it took me so long to figure out that Elowen is nothing but a selfish, conniving little bitch. She's no better than Katherine and she fooled us into thinking she was any better than her."

Stefan had Damon against the wall with his hand around his throat within seconds. "You take that back," he growled.

"What if I don't, huh? What are you gonna do? Kill me?"

"I'm not gonna fight you, because it's not what Elowen would want, but that doesn't mean I can't do this." Stefan drew his hand back and punched Damon square in the jaw, hard enough to break his neck and to throw him off his feet.

He felt a lot better after that.

xxxx

Elijah, Elena and Elowen walked up the stairs of the Lockwood mansion. Elijah knocked on the door and Carol opened it.

"Elijah, Elena, Elowen! What are you doing here?" She took notice of the state Elijah's suit was in and shook her head. "What happened?"

"I've had a bit of an incident, Carol," Elijah told her. "I'm hoping you could help."

"Well, I'm on my way to a meeting, so I-"

Elijah stepped forward and started to compel her. "It won't take but a minute of your time."

Carol smiled and stepped aside. "Of course. Anything you need."

"Thank you."

Elijah, Elena and Elowen all stepped in the house and Elowen closed the door behind her.

"Well, first things first, I'm going to need a change of clothing. Second," Elijah put his hand on the small of Elowen's back and slightly pushed her forward, "this one needs a shower and fresh set of clothes as well."

Elowen turned her wide eyes onto Elijah, who simply stayed looking at Carol.

"Well, we can try one of my husband's suits," Carol suggested. "I haven't boxed them up yet." She glanced at Elowen. "As for you… well, I don't think any of my clothes would fit you-"

"I can wear something of Toby's," Elowen politely interrupted her. "I used to do it all the time as a kid. He won't mind. Where is Toby, anyway?"

"I believe he's at your house, actually, which brings me to ask what you're doing here?"

"Oh. Um…"

"We have some business to take care of together," Elijah swooped in and saved her. "I'll have her back at home in no time. Now, how about those clothes?"

Carol smiled again. "Of course. Right this way." She turned and went upstairs, leaving Elijah, Elena and Elowen alone. Elena turned to Elijah in surprise.

"How did you know she's not on vervain?" She asked lowly.

"Because I'm the one who got her off it, right before you and your friends killed me. Twice." Elijah's hand hadn't moved from Elowen's back and he started to lead her upstairs to follow Carol. "If you'll excuse us, we'll be down in a moment."

Carol was in her bedroom, sifting through her closet to find a suit of Richard's for Elijah to wear. She turned around with one in her hand and gave it to Elijah.

"Here, try this. It should fit nicely."

Elijah took it. "Thank you. And her?" He looked down at Elowen.

"You can just point me in the direction of Toby's room," she said to Carol. "I can figure out the rest."

"Very well." Carol started gesturing out of the room. "If you go down the hall, his room is the third door on the left. Towels should already be in the bathroom, which is the room right across the hall from his."

Elowen smiled and nodded her head. "Thank you."

She turned and disappeared down the hall for Toby's room. She opened the door and walked in towards his closet. She opened it and a wave of nostalgia suddenly came over her. She was suddenly transported to his childhood bedroom and she was 10 years old again, having had an impromptu sleepover after school and now she needed something to wear the next morning. When they were younger, his clothes used to fit her decently well, but once Toby hit puberty, his jeans started falling right off of her hips and his shirts began to swallow her whole. Elowen was a pretty petite girl, sitting at 5'4, weighing 110 pounds, and being a size 3. Toby was roughly 6'2 and probably came in at around 175 pounds. She could wear his shirts as mini dresses if she wanted to.

A wistful smile was dancing on her lips as she flipped through his clothes. She came to a slow stop when she came across a black Nirvana hoodie. Her smile widened as she took it off of its hanger and held it in her hands. She'd given him the hoodie on his 11th birthday. At the time she had her mom buy it, Hot Topic only had extra larges left and it was two sizes too big, but now it probably fit him perfectly. Elowen brought the hoodie up to her nose and deeply inhaled. It smelled just like Old Spice deodorant. He started wearing it the second he turned 13 and she had to laugh at knowing he still used it after all this time.

"Everything okay in here?"

Elowen just about jumped out of her skin and whipped around, coming face to face with Elijah. He was standing right behind her and she took a step back, going farther into the closet to put some distance between them. Elijah chuckled.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." He lifted his hand and gingerly brushed some of her hair out of her face. "I know you aren't feeling at your best right now." His fingers came down and rubbed some of the dried blood that was still on her lips away. "You'll feel better under the shower. Come on."

"I appreciate what you're doing, but I'm not an invalid, Elijah," Elowen said. "I can take care of myself."

A look of affection flashed through Elijah's eyes and Elowen felt like she was safe and that everything was going to be okay. She knew he was probably only acting this way because she looked like Marisol, but she decided to cherish it anyway. Elijah nodded his head.

"Alright." He took a step back. "I shall see you back downstairs."

Elowen watched as he left the room and then turned back towards the closet. She reached up towards the shelf and pulled down a pair of basketball shorts that she knew had drawstrings that she could use to make sure they stayed on her, then turned around and wandered over to the shower.

xxxx

To say Esmeralda was surprised to see Jenna's name flash across her screen was an understatement. Either way, she quickly answered the phone.

"Jenna?"

"Hey, Esmeralda," Jenna greeted. "Do you happen to know where Elena is? Or Jeremy? Nobody's answering their phones."

"I think Elena's at Stefan's and Jeremy might be with Bonnie. Why? Is everything okay?"

"Elena left me all these weird messages telling me to stay away from Ric and I figured since he's your boyfriend, you'd know what's going on."

"Oh, uh… it's really hard to explain over the phone, but, um, Elena was hoping that you could stay on campus for a little while longer."

"That's kinda hard to do from my kitchen."

"Wait, you're home?"

"Yeah. Seriously, what's going on? Ric asked me to meet him at The Grill for lunch so we could talk. I thought it was odd that he said you weren't going to be there."

Esmeralda sat up in her chair, gaining Toby, Eliana and Sydney's attention. Josiah was, of course, at Caroline's. Binx was lounging by Toby's feet.

"Jenna, listen to me carefully. Whatever you do, do not meet Alaric at The Grill. I'm going to come over right now and I'll explain everything."

She hung up and quickly stood up from the kitchen table. Toby got up from the couch in the living room.

"What's up?" He asked. "Was that Jenna?"

Esmeralda nodded her head and collected her keys from the island. "She's back from campus. I'm going over there now."

"Let me come with. I want to help. Just sitting here waiting for Elowen to come back is driving me insane."

Esmeralda stopped at the front door and sighed. She figured it was a bad idea. Jenna barely knew who Toby was and if she had a stranger trying to tell her vampires, werewolves and witches were real, she'd be even less accepting. But this was Toby. She opened the door and nodded outside.

"Come on. Go."

xxxx

Elijah, Elena and Elowen were now all seated in the living room. Elowen had just gotten out of the shower and she was brushing her hair, seated next to Elijah on the couch. Elena was sitting across from them in an armchair.

"So, I assume that the Martin witches are no longer with us," Elijah guessed.

"No," Elena replied. "I'm sorry."

"And Katerina? She would have been released from my compulsion when I died."

"Klaus took her. We think that she may be dead."

"She's not," Elowen told her as she set the brush down on the coffee table. "Klaus has her compelled to not leave Alaric's apartment."

"Death would be too easy for her after what she did," Elijah agreed. His eyes turned onto Elowen. "And the other man in the tomb you had me compel? What became of him?"

Elowen grew silent. She'd worn a scarf to the dance to cover up the bite marks, and her mom's shirt had been a turtleneck, which also kept the bite marks hidden. The hoodie was big enough to also keep them covered, but she lifted her hand and pulled the collar down to finally reveal the bites. Elena's eyes widened and Elijah carefully brushed his fingers over them. Elowen grimaced and he drew back.

"Who is he?" Elijah asked. "I'll see to it myself that he suffers."

"... My dad," Elowen replied softly. "He's my dad."

"You mean Luis did this?"

Elowen furrowed her eyebrows and glanced at Elijah. "How do you know his name?"

"Your mother briefly spoke of him during our time together. I never met him, but she told me his name and that he was your father. Nothing more." Elijah unbuttoned the cuff of his sleeve and rolled it up enough to expose his wrist. Elowen furrowed her eyebrows.

"What are you doing?"

Without a word, he bit into his wrist and offered it to her. Elowen hesitantly took his wrist into his hands. He nodded at her.

"It's alright. I'd drink before I heal."

Elowen took a sip and immediately noticed that his blood tasted different from Stefan and Damon's. It was a weird thing to acknowledge, but it tasted sweeter. She assumed that it had something to do with being an Original and had to force herself away after she'd drank enough. His blood was intoxicating and she almost didn't want to stop. When she was done, Elijah calmly pulled his sleeve down and buttoned the cuff back up.

"Now, where were we? Ah, yes."

"From where are you from, Katerina?" Klaus asked Katherine.

"I'm new to town, my lord," Katherine replied.

"Katerina is from Bulgaria," Elijah informed him.

"Zdravei, Katerina," Klaus said with a smug smile. Katherine laughed in delight at the sound of her native language.

"Very good!"

Klaus glanced at Elijah. "Do you mind, brother? I would like to have a moment alone with her."

Elijah shook his head. "No, not at all. Happy birthday, brother."

Elena stared at Elijah in shock. Her mouth had dropped open and everything. Elowen, on the other hand, was confused as to why she didn't have a premonition like she usually did when people told her stories. Was she not meant to see this? Did it have something to do with Marisol's connection to him?

"Yes, Klaus is my brother," Elijah repeated upon seeing Elena's face.

"I heard that. I'm still processing."

Elijah looked down at Elowen and saw that she didn't seem surprised in the slightest. In fact, she looked slightly troubled.

"Everything alright?"

Elowen blinked, looking up at Elijah. "Hmm? Oh, yeah. It's just… I thought Nik was your brother."

Elijah lifted his eyebrows. The only two people he knew called Klaus Nik was his sister Rebekah and well, Marisol. How did she know that?

"I get bits and pieces of her memories through premonitions," Elowen explained before he could ask. "A man named Nik is almost always there. Somebody named Kol, too, once or twice. Are they both your brothers?"

After a beat, Elijah nodded. For some reason, he didn't want to tell her that Nik and Klaus were the same person. He supposed that she should find out for herself.

"My father was a wealthy landowner in a village in Eastern Europe. Our mother bore seven children."

"There's a whole family of Originals?" Elena asked in disbelief. "And your parents were human?"

"Our whole family was," Elijah answered, unfazed by her reaction. "Our origin as vampires is a very long story, Elena. Just know that we're the oldest vampires in the world. We are the Original Family, and from us all vampires were created."

"But, Klaus is your brother, and you want him dead?"

Elijah stood up from the couch and put out a hand for Elowen to take. After a moment, she placed her hand in his and he helped her to her feet. "I need some air. I'm still feeling a tad… dead. Come."

xxxx

Damon approached Alaric's apartment door as quietly as he could. He listened in for anything unusual, but when he didn't hear a thing, he twisted the knob, hard, as to unlock it, and let the door swing open.

After he'd woken up in the living room after Stefan killed him, he decided to take matters into his own hands. He knew that he couldn't enter Alaric's apartment because he hadn't been invited in, but he had a hunch that Katherine might still be alive and figured this would be the best place to check. Sure enough, she was standing a few feet away from the door.

"Thought you might be dead," he told her with a shrug.

"Unfortunately not." Katherine crossed her arms. "What are you doing here?"

"I figured you still might be kicking. Alaric/Klaus was blending way too easily. Figured he probably had some coaching."

"He's on a witch hunt for your girlfriend, you know."

Damon clenched his jaw. "She's not my girlfriend."

Katherine quirked an eyebrow. "Oh? Trouble in paradise? Well, either way, it probably has something to do with what happened yesterday morning."

"She was here yesterday morning?"

"She came the night before and I guess somebody attacked her in the hallway." Katherine shrugged. "Klaus brought her in and started demanding to know all these things about her. I thought it was weird at first, but then when she woke up, something freaky happened."

She didn't elaborate and Damon had to roll his eyes. Of course.

"Alright, I'll bite. What happened?"

"She started claiming she was somebody named Marisol. Put on a whole charade and everything. Klaus seemed to know who she was… and judging by your face, this isn't the first time something like this has happened. Do tell."

"It's none of your business. What is your business, however, is this." He held up a vial of vervain.

"... Is that...?"

"Vervain? Your salvation."

"It's not going to undo anything."

"There's always a loophole. Did he tell you to stay in this apartment until he said it was okay to leave?"

Katherine opened her mouth to speak, but found herself unable to. The words were there, they just didn't want to come.

"You can't say. Did he tell you to do absolutely everything he says until the end of time?"

"No."

"There's your loophole. Drink this and it'll prevent any further compulsion."

Katherine walked over to take the vial, but of course wasn't able to cross the threshold. She held her hand out.

"Give it to me."

"Answer me one question first. You double crossed us with Isobel, why?"

"It wasn't just Isobel. It was your precious Elowen who thought of the plan in the first place, and it would've worked if Isobel wasn't compelled the whole time."

"Just answer the question."

"I didn't think you could stand a chance against Klaus, and neither did she. We were looking out for ourselves."

If it were any other time, Damon would've defended Elowen, but right now wasn't any other time. He was angry. He felt betrayed. So, he let Katherine say whatever she wanted.

"Here." He tossed her the vial. "Be careful with that. If he finds out you have that, you're never getting out of here."

Katherine opened the vial and took a sip. She went into a small coughing fit, but recovered quickly.

"You owe me. And I will collect."

Damon turned and left.

xxxx

Jenna opened the front door and Esmeralda and Toby walked in.

"Hey, Jenna," Esmeralda greeted as she walked in. "Have you met Toby before? Well, he's Elowen's best friend. Look, thank you so much for not going to The Grill."

"Um, Esmeralda…" Jenna tried to say, but before anything else could be said, Toby grabbed Esmeralda's arm tightly and made her look up. Alaric/Klaus was standing in the kitchen.

"Hi, love," Klaus said. "How's it going?"

xxxx

Author's Note: Okay, there's a reason Damon is getting super mad at Elowen the way he is. He feels incredibly betrayed and honestly a little stupid that he fell for "another Katherine", but him reacting the way he is gets explained in a later chapter if I remember right. Anyway, we're nearing the end of season 2! I might've said it already, but I'm really excited to post season 3! I think it was by far the funnest season to write so far, so I hope you guys like it when we get there :)