Klaus and Elowen walked down the street of the French Quarter and turned down an alleyway that led into a courtyard. Loud music was playing and people were drinking, dancing and partying. Klaus and Elowen made their way through the crowd until they spotted one of Marcel's men. Klaus approached him.

"Where is Marcel?"

"And who the hell is asking?" The man asked sharply.

Elowen snorted. "That's a joke, right? You're joking."

The man looked at Elowen. "I only answer to Marcel."

"Hm." She turned towards Klaus. "He says he only answers to Marcel. What are we gonna do about that?"

Without warning, Klaus seized the man's neck and his eyes vamped out, turning a bright amber, veins protruding underneath them.

"You're aware that the bite of a werewolf can kill a vampire? Well, as you can see, I'm half werewolf, so I'm gonna ask you one more time. Where is Marcel?"

Marcel rushed up behind Klaus and hurried to calm down the confrontation. He grabbed onto Klaus's arm and started to pull him away.

"Hey, I'm right here, I'm right here. Easy now. Diego's just looking out for me. Nobody harms my guys. Those are the rules."

"I don't care about your rules, Marcel," Klaus said. "And I don't need chaperones. Why are you having us followed?"

Marcel put one of his arms around Klaus's shoulder and started leading him away from the party. Elowen followed.

"Come here. I get it. A show of force. You've made your point. Let it go, friend, ah? For me."

"Fine. Why don't you show me what you've done with the place, while you explain exactly what it is you've been up to in my town?"

Elowen couldn't help but sigh and shake her head. Klaus and his alpha male tactics. A classic. Marcel paused at this before grinning widely.

"Follow me."

Marcel led the both of them up a flight of stairs and they emerged onto a balcony.

"Look at that skyline, huh? That there, that's progress." Marcel pointed out some of the buildings. "More hotels, more tourists, more fresh blood, and the humans? I taught them to look the other way."

"And what of the witches?" Klaus asked. "In my time, they were a force to be reckoned with, and now they live in fear. How do you know when they're using magic?"

"Maybe I got a secret weapon, an ace up my sleeve. Something that gives me complete control over the magic in this town."

From behind Klaus, Elowen slowly smirked. Marcel glanced over at her. She opened her mouth.

'Davina,' she mouthed at him tauntingly.

Marcel's facial expression immediately changed. He clenched his jaw, but tried to recover quickly. Klaus tilted his head and glanced over at Elowen. She smiled innocently and leaned against the railing of the balcony. Klaus looked back over at Marcel and found him putting something in his mouth that sizzled when it made contact with his tongue.

"You take vervain?" He asked.

"Burns like a bitch, but I figure I should limit the number of things I'm vulnerable to. Don't be mad about the chaperone thing. I've told my guys to look out for you, that's all. That's what we do here. Look out for each other."

Elowen snorted. "What makes you think Klaus needs somebody to look out for him?"

"Fair point."

Marcel looked down at the street and saw a woman walking down the street by herself.

"Mm, mm, mm. New blood."

Elowen and Klaus looked down and recognized her as the bartender from earlier.

"Bartender, walking alone at night," Klaus said. "She's either brave or dumb."

"Let's see. Brave, I let her live. Dumb, she's dessert."

Klaus and Marcel grinned at each other. Marcel grabbed the railing of the balcony and hopped over it. He landed with a soft thump behind the woman. Elowen leaned over to watch, being unable to hear what was happening like Klaus was. She suddenly got the feeling that they were being watched and she turned her head to the side. Standing a few feet behind them was Elijah. Elowen felt her heartbeat spike. This was the first time they had seen each other since Elowen told him about Marisol.

"Evening, Elijah," Klaus greeted, not turning to face him immediately.

Elijah nodded in acknowledgement. "Niklaus. Elowen."

"Elijah," Elowen breathed in surprise.

"What an entirely unwelcome surprise," Klaus said from beside Elowen.

"And what an entirely unsurprising welcome," Elijah replied. "Come with me."

"I'm not going anywhere. Not until I find out who's conspiring against me."

"Klaus, I think he knows," Elowen told Klaus, turning to look at him. "We should do what he says."

With a quick glance at Elowen, Klaus moved to go with Elijah. Elowen silently followed.

xxxx

Elijah led Klaus and Elowen towards a cemetery. Elowen looked around with a small frown.

"What are we even doing here?" She asked. "I'm not sure I'm seeing the point."

"I have to agree with the witch, Elijah," Klaus said.

Elijah glanced at Klaus. "You wanna know what the witches have in store for you? Follow me."

Elijah led them into one of the mausoleums, where Sophie was standing in the middle.

"Sophie Devereaux," Klaus stated. "What is this?"

Elijah nodded at Sophie. "He's all yours. Proceed."

"You know that you're famous in this town?" Sophie told Klaus. "Witches tell bedtime stories about the powerful vampire Klaus. We know Marcel was nothing but an orphan street rat, until you made him what he is, and now he's out of control. He does what he wants, kills who he wants. I'm gonna stop him, and you're gonna help me."

Klaus smiled in amusement. He looked over at Elowen, who had her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She opened her mouth to speak.

"I'm sorry, have you met Klaus? He doesn't help people out of the goodness of his heart, especially people he doesn't know. Who the hell do you think you are?"

"Hear her out," Elijah spoke from behind her.

Klaus turned to face him. "I don't need to hear her out." He turned back to Sophie. "I assure you, love, there is not a thing on the earth that will matter enough for me to waste even thirty more seconds of my time. Elijah, what madness is this?"

Behind them, Alani, Hayley and a few other witches entered the mausoleum.

"Klaus," Alani called out. "You need to listen to them."

Klaus laughed. "You're all out of your minds if you think some liquor filled, one night stand, no offense, sweetheart, means a thing to me. You're better off using Elowen as leverage than her."

Elowen tilted her head. "Actually, they're better off using Caro-"

"Don't finish that sentence, love. Leave her out of this."

Elowen threw her hands up in surrender.

"Marcel may be able to keep us from practicing real magic in this town, but as keepers of the balance, we still know when nature has cooked up something new," Sophie started to say.

It suddenly hit Elowen. Her eyes widened and she covered her mouth with both hands.

"Oh my god."

Klaus frowned and looked down at her. "What? What is it? Tell me."

Sophie opened her mouth, but Klaus stopped her.

"No offense, but I trust what she has to say a lot more than I trust you."

Slowly, Elowen lowered her hands. She turned to face Klaus and swallowed hard.

"Klaus… Alani is pregnant."

All hints of amusement left Klaus's face.

Sophie furrowed her eyebrows. "How did you-"

"What?" Klaus asked quietly.

"I know it's impossible…" Alani trailed off from behind them all. Klaus turned to face her.

"What are you saying?"

"Niklaus," Elijah spoke up. Klaus turned towards him. "The girl is carrying your child."

Klaus shook his head. "No. It's impossible. Vampires cannot procreate."

"But werewolves can," Sophie started to explain. "Magic made you a vampire, but you were born a werewolf. You the Original hybrid, the first of your kind, and this pregnancy is one of nature's loopholes."

Klaus turned on Alani. "You've been with someone else!" He shouted. "Admit it!"

"Whoa, hey!" Elowen rushed forward and placed a hand on his chest, stopping him from going any further.

"Hey, we've spent days held captive in a freaking alligator bayou because they think that she's carrying some magical miracle baby," Hayley quickly came to Alani's defense. "Don't you think she would've fessed up if it wasn't yours?"

"My sister gave her life to perform the spell she needed to confirm this pregnancy," Sophie said. "Because of Jane Anne's sacrifice, the lives of this girl and her baby are now controlled by us."

A look of surprise crossed Elijah, Hayley and Alani's faces. This was news to them, and Elowen knew it.

"If you don't help us take down Marcel, so help me, Alani won't live long enough to see her first maternity dress."

"Wait, what?"

"Excuse me?"

Came Alani and Hayley's respective replies.

"Enough of this," Elijah stepped in. "If you want Marcel dead, he's dead. I'll do it myself."

Sophie shook her head. "No. We can't. Not yet. We have a clear plan that we need to follow, and there are rules."

Klaus slowly turned around to face Sophie. Elowen could feel the anger radiating off of him and it made her nervous. She carefully stepped away from him and stood by Elijah, who placed a gentle hand on the small of her back.

"How dare you command me…" Klaus seethed, beginning to raise his voice. "Threaten me, with what you wrongfully perceive to be my weakness! I won't hear any more lies."

Klaus turned to leave, but Elijah stopped him.

"Niklaus. Listen."

Klaus stopped in front of Alani, who had one of her hands placed against her stomach. He looked down at her abdomen and carefully listened in. The sound of the baby's heartbeat beating softly filled his ears. He stared down at Alani's stomach in wonder and amazement for a brief moment before catching himself. He turned around to face Elijah.

"Kill her and the baby. What do I care?"

Then, he stormed out of the mausoleum.

xxxx

Alani shook her head as she paced around the cemetery. Hayley was leaning against one of the mausoleums and Elowen was sitting on the ground.

"I don't want this stupid baby!" She hissed in frustration through clenched teeth. "I don't want kids, Hayley! You know this like I know it. I'm not cut out to be a parent. I always said that if I accidentally got pregnant, I would get rid of it."

Elowen sat awkwardly. She felt like she wasn't supposed to be apart of this conversation, but Elijah told her to stay here while he went after Klaus.

Hayley crossed her arms. "Usually, I'd support this decision, but these witches are crazy, Al. I don't think you have a choice. It's either have this demon child or die."

"No. It's still my body. I don't care if these people have some insane agenda to take down the evil genius controlling New Orleans. Maybe I can sneak away, have the abortion, and then get as far away from here as I can."

Elowen quietly cleared her throat. "I hate to break it to you, but if these witches mean business like I think they do, they can track you down without even blinking. I can maybe help you, but… leaving New Orleans would mean leaving Hayley behind, and something tells me you don't want to do that."

Alani turned to Hayley with a frown. "You mean you aren't gonna come with?"

Hayley cast her eyes to the ground. "Al… I'm getting close to finding out the truth about my parents. I can't just… abandon that."

Hurt and disbelief crossed Alani's face. She scoffed and shook her head.

"So, finding your birth parents is more important than your best friend, your sister, who you've known since you were 16? Have I really been that disposable this whole time?"

Hayley couldn't look Alani in the eye. "I'm sorry."

Alani felt tears building up in her eyes and she had to blink them away.

"Fine. I see how it is."

She turned and started walking away. Hayley pushed herself off of the mausoleum wall and tried going after her.

"Al, wait! Al!"

Hayley sighed when Alani didn't come back. Elowen climbed to her feet.

"Uh," she cleared her throat. "I'm gonna look for Klaus," she mumbled, before leaving Hayley by herself.

xxxx

Artemis's phone rang loudly from her nightstand. Her eyes opened blearily and she blindly reached over to grab it. She was going to decline the call, but she saw the caller ID and changed her mind.

"Hello?" She answered, her voice thick with sleep. She sat up in bed and reached over to turn on the lamp on the nightstand. A quick glance at the clock told her that it was 4 in the morning.

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" Alani asked, sniffling.

Artemis rubbed at her eyes and then frowned.

"Are you crying?"

"No," Alani mumbled, before sniffling again, this time much louder. "Maybe."

"What's wrong?"

"Everything."

"Okay, start from the beginning."

Alani took a deep breath to try and calm herself.

"Okay. My first problem is that I'm pregnant."

Artemis's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Oh. Are you going to keep it?" She asked, remembering their conversation from months prior.

"I'm not really in a position to get rid of it. Actually, I'm kind of being forced to keep it, not without putting my life in danger."

"Are you in some kind of trouble?"

"Not exactly. I guess you can say I got caught up in someone else's mess and I don't really have a way out."

"But you're safe?"

"For now."

"Okay, and the second problem?"

"I just found out the one person I trust with my life has no problem casting me to the side like I'm nothing."

"Are you talking about Hayley?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, Alani, I'm so sorry."

Alani felt herself getting emotional again.

"It's just, Hayley is like a sister to me, you know? We've known each other for almost 5 years, and she's willing to throw that away for a wild goose chase. God, Artemis, I feel so alone, and now is not the time to not have someone who doesn't have my back. You don't happen to still be in Mystic Falls, are you?"

Artemis found herself smiling sadly. "No. I've been back in Manchester since after Christmas. Is there a way you can sneak off from wherever you are? I can get you a ticket to the first flight out to Manchester."

Alani gave a watery laugh. "There's so many problems with that. One, according to Elowen-"

"Hang on, Elowen's there?"

"She is. I think she wants to help, but she doesn't know how. Anyway, as I was saying, Elowen said the people I would be running from would probably be able to find me without trying. Two, I can't go back to Manchester. I just… it would bring back too many memories and I left the UK for a reason."

"Right. Your family."

"Yeah."

Artemis pulled the covers off of her and walked over to her closet. She pulled it open and used her free hand to pull down a duffel bag from the top shelf.

"Where are you?"

"New Orleans. Why?"

"Because if you can't come to me, I'm going to come to you."

Alani widened her eyes. "What?" She spluttered. "No, you don't have to do that. I'll be fine-"

"Alani, you said it yourself. You're alone, and you're pregnant, which is not a time to be alone. You're just a kid. You don't deserve to go through whatever you're going through by yourself. If you can't patch things up with Hayley, then I'll be there for you, you understand me?"

"Look, Artemis, I appreciate it, but you barely know me. You shouldn't have to put your whole life on pause to come help me."

"It's not up for discussion. I know enough and it's enough to make me want to put my life on pause to help you with yours. I'll be on the first flight out to New Orleans. Just sit tight."

"... Okay," Alani said quietly at last after a pause.

"I'll see you soon."

Artemis hung up and got to work on packing her things.

xxxx

Elowen found herself making her way back towards the courtyard Marcel was at. Something told her that was where Klaus was. Sure enough, she found him deep in conversation with Marcel.

"... What you can do is tell me what this thing is you have with the witches," Klaus was saying as she came up behind him. He didn't turn to acknowledge her. Marcel glanced at her over Klaus's shoulder, but didn't say anything to her, either.

"Oh, we're back to that?" Marcel asked.

"Yeah, we're back to that."

"You know I owe you everything I got, but I'm afraid I have to draw the line on this one. This is my business. I control the witches in my town. Let's just leave it at that."

"Your town?"

"Damn straight."

"That's funny, because when I left a hundred years ago, you were just a pathetic little scrapper still trembling from the lashes of the whips of those who would keep you down, and you look at you now. Master of your domain. Prince of the city."

The music playing abruptly stopped and everyone in the crowd was watching them. Elowen looked around warily.

"Klaus…" she mumbled in warning, but he ignored her.

"I'd like to know how."

"Why? Jealous?" Marcel asked. "Hey, man, I get it. Three hundred years ago, you helped build a backwater penal colony into something. You started it, but then you left. Actually, you ran from it-"

Elowen snorted loudly. "Yeah, that was your fault."

Marcel's gaze shifted from Klaus to Elowen. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. You played a hand in running Klaus out of New Orleans. You and Rebekah."

Marcel clenched his jaw. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, I don't? So, you and Rebekah didn't summon the one person who was hellbent on killing Klaus in cold blood so you could be together? Am I wrong?" Elowen gestured around the courtyard. "Are you friends not supposed to know how you were beaten and crucified, humiliated in front of your loved ones?"

Marcel took a step towards Elowen as if to descend on her, but Klaus swiftly grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Hurt her, and I won't hesitate to rip your heart out."

Marcel looked back at Klaus and ripped his arm from his grip. "I saw this town through," he continued to say, picking up where he left off. "Look around. Vampires rule this city now. We don't have to live in the shadows like rats. The locals know their place. They look the other way. I got rid of the werewolves. I even found a way to shut down the witches. The blood never stops flowing and the party never ends. You wanna pass on through? You wanna stay awhile? Great. What's mine is yours, but it is mine. My home, my family, my rules."

"And if someone breaks those rules?"

"They die. Mercy is for the weak. You taught me that, too. And I'm not the prince of the quarter, friend. I'm the king!" He shouted. "Show me some respect!"

There was a tense pause. Then, Klaus sped towards one of Marcel's men and viciously bit into his neck. He dropped him to the ground a second later.

"Your friend will be dead by the weekend, which means I've broken one of your rules, and yet, I cannot be killed. I am immortal. Who has the power now, friend?"

Marcel glanced at one of his men standing behind Elowen and nodded at him.

"You can't be killed, but she can."

The vampire sped at Elowen, but a force field erected itself around her, sending him flying backwards. She turned around, defensive stance at the ready. Two more vampires sped at her. One grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms down, while the second one tried to attack. She roughly kicked the vampire coming at her away and then headbutted the one holding her in the face. It was enough to make him let her go. A small gold light enveloped her hand and a stake appeared in its place. With one swift movement, she staked him.

The second vampire grabbed her arm and twisted it, popping her shoulder out of it's socket, garnering a yell of pain from Elowen, and lifted his hand to try and hurt her, when he suddenly stopped. As he fell to the ground, dead, it revealed a duplicate of Elowen standing behind him, and a stake protruding from his back. Elowen #1 gestured to her dislocated arm.

"A little help here?"

The second Elowen grabbed her arm and roughly yanked it, popping it back into place. Elowen groaned, but rolled her shoulder back once to try and shake off the pain. She started to address the crowd.

"Anyone else want a go?"

There was a heavy silence before another vampire, this time a woman, braved a chance. As she rushed at the two Elowen's, one of them blew air out of their mouths. It turned into an icy gust and the vampire turned to ice in her place. The second Elowen roundhouse kicked and the vampire shattered into pieces.

The two Elowen's faced the crowd.

"Anybody else? Because we can do this all night. It can be more than just us, too. We can make a whole damn army by ourselves."

Three more Elowen's appeared, making a total of five. The crowd all looked at each other uneasily. The original Elowen turned to face Marcel.

"It looks like I've broken two of your rules." She held up the number two. "Harmed your men," she put down one finger, "and performed magic," she put down the second finger. She shrugged innocently. "Oops."

Marcel shook his head. "A witch. I should've known. Who the hell do you think you are?"

"Oh, that's easy. First name Elowen, last name Ramirez."

Marcel's face when slack. Elowen smirked.

"So, you've heard of my family. That's good. At least someone knows their history. Well, now that we've proved I'm difficult to kill, how about we call this a night? Oh, and for the record, even if you did manage to kill me, not only would Klaus be here to avenge my death, you'd have about half of Mystic Falls, Virginia on your ass. You know, witches, vampires, a hybrid, the works. Your little community here wouldn't stand a chance, okay? So, are we done here?"

When nobody said anything, Elowen nodded.

"Good. Girls?"

The four other Elowen's disappeared the next second. Elowen walked over and patted Klaus on the shoulder.

"Klaus, shall we?"

With one last glare at Marcel, Klaus turned and allowed Elowen to lead him out of the courtyard.

xxxx

"You didn't have to do that," Klaus said gruffly, breaking the long silence that had fallen over them.

"What? Defend myself? I'm pretty sure that was something I had to do, unless you want your partner in crime dead," Elowen replied.

Klaus managed to chuckle. "That's not what I meant. I mean, your ability to kick ass is impressive. Again, if only you were blonde."

Klaus and Elowen grinned at each other.

"What I mean was, you didn't have to join a fight that wasn't yours."

Elowen shrugged. "Eh, don't worry about it. What are right hand women for? You can't have Stefan, so you're stuck with me."

"Ah, yes, Stefan. Such a pity about him. He really was magnificent in the 20s."

"So I've heard."

Elowen looped her arm around Klaus's and together they walked through Bourbon Street. There was a large crowd of people gathered, including a band of musicians and a man painting on a large canvas. They stopped in front of the painter. Next to them was the bartender from earlier. She noticed them standing next to her and opened her mouth to speak.

"Hundred dollar guy and his friend."

Klaus grinned. "The brave bartender." He looked down at her name tag. "Camille. That's a French name."

"It's a grandma's name. Call me Cami." She turned back to the painter. "Amazing, isn't he?"

The three of them all observed the painter.

"Do you paint?" Klaus asked Cami.

She shook her head. "No, but I admire. Every artist has a story, you know."

"And what do you suppose his story is?"

"He's… angry. Dark. Doesn't feel safe and doesn't know what to do about it. He wishes he could control his demons instead of having his demons control him. He's lost. Alone."

Elowen looked over and saw Klaus's eyes glistening over. She knew he was resonating with Cami's words, and while usually he wouldn't be bothered, recent news of Alani being pregnant, mixed with whatever Elijah had said to him, it was obviously getting to him. Elowen's hand slipped down his arm and gently grabbed onto his. Klaus surprisingly let her do it. She interlaced their fingers together and she rested her head onto his shoulder.

"Or, maybe he just drank too much tonight." Cami laughed. "Sorry. Overzealous psych major."

"No. I think you were right the first time."

Cami smiled at him, then glanced back at the painter.

"So, do you…" She turned back to Klaus and Elowen, but found that they were gone. "... Paint?"

She looked around for them, but gave up when she realized that they were nowhere to be seen.

xxxx

Klaus and Elowen walked down a deserted street, hand in hand. Neither of them said anything. After a moment, Klaus chose to sit down on a bench. Elowen sat next to him. Another few minutes ticked by before Elijah found them and took a seat next to Elowen. She looked between Klaus and Elijah before standing up.

"I'll let you two talk."

"Hang on, love," Klaus spoke up. "You aided me this whole trip when you had absolutely no reason to. I've done nothing but make your friends lives a living hell. I tried to kill them on multiple occasions. I kidnapped you and your boyfriend for personal gain and dragged you up and down the east coast in search of a werewolf pack. Why help me? Why choose to willingly join a battle you could've easily turned a blind eye to and ignored? Why?"

Elowen slowly came over and returned to her seat next to Klaus on the bench. She sighed as she searched for the right words.

"I guess it all boils down to, I understand. We both grew up with father's who hated us, beat us, made us fear for our lives. They searched for us so they could hurt us. Their sole purpose was to kill us. I got lucky in the fact that I was able to escape while I had the chance. We ran from Atlanta and seeked refuge in Mystic Falls, thinking that we were free and he could never find us. He did, and then he became a vampire, but I had the privilege of being able to kill him without a second thought. You? Your family is almost truly immortal, and you burned down the one thing that could permanently put you to sleep. You had no choice but to run and run and run, and keep running, for a thousand years. I can't even begin to imagine what that was like.

"Running from the one person you fear makes you do things you wouldn't normally do, turns you into someone different as a means of survival. You do what you have to. You became paranoid, rightfully so, and a recluse, so that way he could never find you. You had to stop being weak, had to prove to yourself that you were strong and that you could make it through anything, even if you had to do it alone. Your insecurities are what made you, you, and they built you into who you are. But then you killed your father for good, and once you stopped running, you didn't know what to do with yourself. For once, you felt like you had no purpose except to be the one everyone hated, the one who made everybody's lives miserable, but deep down, you're tired of it, aren't you? I came with you because you needed a friend. You need to know that someone genuinely has your back, not because they're scared of you, but because they care about you. And I do. I care about you.

"I know my opinion probably doesn't matter, but I think this baby could be exactly what you need. You should know, though, that Alani doesn't want it. You might have to convince her. Let her know that she's not alone, the same way I let you know that you're not alone. These witches aren't going to go easy on her. They're desperate to get out from under Marcel. They'll do anything, including forcing Alani to keep the baby. You have to let her know that it's okay. Be there for her the way I was there for you."

Elowen carefully studied Klaus. He'd gone silent and she could see that he was getting emotional. She reached out and gently placed her hand against his cheek, turning his head so he'd face her.

"It's okay to let people in, Klaus. It's not a sign of weakness. It shows that you're still human, under all your hybrid glory, and there's nothing wrong with that."

She smiled slightly and leaned over to place a kiss to his other cheek, then she stood up. She got a few feet away from the bench when Klaus spoke up.

"Elowen?"

She stopped and turned around. "Yeah?"

"Thank you."

Elowen smiled at him. "You're welcome. If you're ever back in Mystic Falls, hit me up."

"And if you ever need someone to show you around New Orleans, let me know."

"Will do. Goodbye, Klaus."

"Goodbye, love."

With one last smile from the both of them, and nod of acknowledgement from Elijah, Elowen turned and continued her way down the empty street, heading her way back home.

xxxx

Author's Note: So someone in the reviews said they thought Elowen would fit better in TO, and honestly when I initially wrote this chapter I couldn't help but wonder what would've happened if I had put her with Klaus (because I always felt like they had chemistry, especially in this chapter) and moved her over to New Orleans. Only thing is, Elowen is currently very in love with Stefan and Damon and she would never leave Josiah, Esmeralda and all of her friends behind. I guess we can only wonder haha. I hope you guys enjoyed my rewrite of the backdoor pilot to TO with Elowen! Next chapter we go back to TVD :)