"You'll be fine, it's just teleportation sickness," Sam told her, "now where is..." his vampire hearing allowed him to easily hear the sound of human heartbeats. "...Elena?" He teleported into the room next to him...

...only to find Jeremy and Anna furiously making out on the bed.

Their clothes were half off, and it was clear that they were just about to have sex. The moment they saw him, their faces turned bright red as they frantically tried to cover themselves up. Once again, Sam felt a pang of jealousy in his heart, but he pushed back down. "I'm looking for Elena Gilbert," he said, keeping an emotionless face, "do you know where she is?"

Jeremy nodded and pointed downwards. Sam immediately walked over to their bed and ripped off the sheats that they were trying their best to hide beneath. "I don't understand," asked Sam, "you said she was under these sheets."

"No, I meant downstairs!" Jeremy said with a facepalm, "I was trying to point downstairs."

Sam smiled. "Yes. Thank you." He teleported down to the ground floor where he found Elena busying washing a sink full of dishes. Again, she almost jumped out of her skin at his sudden appearance.

"Hello, Elena."

Elena dropped the bowl in her hands, picked up the nearest plate, and launched it at him like a frisbee. Sam dodged it effortlessly. "I'm sorry, Elena," Sam sighed, "but I really need to borrow that necklace right now."

"Why?" snapped Elena, "why would the great embodiment of Death need some necklace?"

"For a spell," Sam told her, "that necklace belonged to the witch who created the first vampires. Right now, my ring is in the possession of Esther, and I need that necklace because I need Bonnie to use it in a spell so we can find her remains."

Elena shrugged and handed the necklace to him. "Now if you don't need to destroy it, I would like it back," she reminded him, "it was one the first things Stefan gave to me, and frankly, i like it."

"Yes. I am mostly sure that destruction is not necessary." He reached out to take the necklace from her only to find it was like touching a piece of burning metal. "Ouch. What the fuck?"

"Oh yeah, it contains vervain," remembered Elena, "vervain burns vampires. Since your vessel is a vampire, I guess it would burn you too. And speaking of which, how did you even get into this house? Aren't you supposed to be a vampire?"

Sam shrugged. "Maybe because this body isn't inhabited by its rightful owner." He carefully took the necklace by the chain and teleported back upstairs.

(yes, in the shows, if a vampire is possessed, they don't need an invitation. In season 3, when Esther possessed Rebekah, she was able to enter the vamp-proof cave. In the originals s4, the Hollow was never stopped by any doorways when she was possessing that vampire girl. Despite the plot divergence, I actually put a lot of effort into making sure all the facts are right.)

In Jeremy's bedroom, Bonnie was throwing a fit while Jeremy tried desperately to calm her down. Meanwhile, Anna just stood aside, looking somewhat ashamed. Sam, however, did not seem to notice the tension at all; he simply walked straight up to Bonnie and handed her the necklace.

Bonnie was still glaring at both Jeremy and Anna when Sam teleported her back to her own house. When they arrived, she wasn't even sick; just angry. She silently placed the necklace on a table and muttered a spell that Sam couldn't quite make out. The spell made the talisman levitate into the air for a few seconds before dropping back onto the ground.

"I know where her body is now," Bonnie said quietly.

Sam raised his hand to teleport them again, but this time, Bonnie insisted that they drive. "No!" she snapped, "we're not going by celestial zapping!"

And so driving it was. Bonnie took the wheel while Sam sat in the back seat, fiddling with everything that moved. He was particularly interested in the door handles, window controls, and the door lock.

"Woah!" he cried as he gave the door handle a tug, causing the door to swing open, "so that's how a door handle works." He quickly pulled the door shut right after.

"Stopping touching things!" Bonnie complained, "you're gonna wreck my car!"

"Sorry."

In about 5 minutes, they arrived at a relatively large warehouse that was guarded by several armed security guards. At the sight of their car, the guards immediately raised their weapons defensively. "Uhhh...Bonnie?" Sam asked as he teleported out of the car, "am I allowed to smite these people?"

The moment they saw him, the guard lowered their weapons and bowed respectfully. "Okay, never mind," Sam and Bonnie walked into the crate-filled warehouse with no resistance at all. "Looks like they are afraid of me."(Remember, he is in Klaus' body)

He followed Bonnie around the maze made up of hundreds, perhaps even thousands of wooden crates until they approached five large metal coffins that looked quite similar to each other. "Well? Which one is it?" Sam demanded, "which coffin is the original witch stored in?"

Bonnie flicked her hand, and four of the four coffins flew open on their own. In each of the opened coffins, lay a youthful-looking vampire, two males, and one female. All of them looked dead; they had grey skin with popped-out veins and no pulse. Each coffin had a label on it reading the vampire's name. Finn. Kol. Rebekah.

"Nope, nope, and nope." Sam muttered, walking up to each of the open coffins and peering at the body inside, "Esther's probably in the last one then." He walked up to the last coffin and tried to open it. It was stuck. Sam grabbed it tighter and pulled on the lid even harder. Still stuck. "Bonnie. I need your help again!"

"I can't open it either!" said Bonnie, "there's a spell sealing it shut. And speaking of which, I thought you were supposed to be a god? How can you not be able to just unravel that spell with a thought?"

"Look Bonnie," sighed Sam, "I am weak right now, and yes, I know, I did just kill Klaus, but here's the thing: Magic is not exactly part of my jurisdiction, so I do not have power over it. It is governed by another abstract entity, and unfortunately, since I'm sort of the prodigal, I can't exactly ask her for help."

"And yet you can control reality?" asked Bonnie.

"Reality is like common, public ground," explained Sam, "and no, I will not go begging to the Embodiment of Magic just to ask her for help on opening a coffin. I may be dumb and foolish, but I'm not pathetic. You're a witch. Figure something out."

Bonnie rolled her eyes at his sense of pride, but she complied. Sam hoisted the coffin onto his shoulder and loaded it into her car. Then, they drove back to her house to figure out the rest.