Eric summoned Kurt to Tara's apartment to help him get rid of Lucas Hood's body. To say that Kurt was shocked by what had happened, was an understatement.

"I JUST left him here! He was reading that diary! What the hell?!" Kurt yelled.

"He's dead because he called Candyman. He was here when I arrived and wasn't shy about claiming the murder." Eric replied.

"What was Lucas thinking?" Kurt asked more of himself than Eric. But Eric did not answer. He was holding Celia's diary and he waved it slightly.

"The answer is in here. Candyman said that Hood was about to destroy what we wanted." Eric said, looking around the apartment for carpet to roll Hood up in.

"He wanted to help Tara." Kurt told him. "But Candyman didn't. And neither do you, do you?"

"Tara doesn't want to be helped, Kurt. But I plan on pulling her out of a time she does not belong in. I will handle getting rid of Hood's body alone. I need for you to tell Bill to arrange a meeting at his home in Bon Temps. The key to getting Tara back here and keeping her here, is in Celia's diary. I feel it."

Kurt nodded and left, glancing back at Hood's ravaged body. Something just wasn't right about this whole thing. And it began with Candyman. Candyman wanted Sookie, apparently as some sort of vessel? And somehow using Sookie could bring Caroline Sullivan back to life.

But where did Tara fit in? Truly? What did Daniel Robitaille need her for? Did he need her at all? Was his purpose just to avenge himself on Tara because she was Celia's descendent?

It was in that moment, that Kurt remembered that painting. The naked painting of Tara. It was still back at her apartment. Kurt tried to blot out the image of watching Candyman actually have sex with the painting, but realized he couldn't. Because Candyman had not fucked a painting of Tara because he wanted to fuck Tara. It was almost as if he had been unlocking something. Was fucking the painting a way to get to Tara in the past?

Kurt made an illegal U-Turn and headed back to Tara's studio apartment. He would park a discreet distance away, wait until Eric left and then go in and 'experiment' with the painting. Hopefully, Eric would not sense his presence nearby. Eric or Candyman.

Thulsa Doom seemed well satisfied that Tarja would mind her husband and use her powers here, for his and her new husband's purposes. Queen Leticia turned away after waving after the large entourage King Ulfrik had brought with him, to bring Tara back to him. Her only daughter was unaware that there would be a ritual of humiliation that she would have to perform, when she rode back with her husband to his Kingdom. But Leticia was sure she would hear about that in Tarja's letters to her.

She turned to face her husband, who's answering look to her was cold.

"Where do you think Zaid Kefu is at this time, Leticia?" King Doom asked his wife.

"My King husband, I have no way of knowing…"

"He was here, wasn't he? You allowed him in here, didn't you?"

Leticia clenched her jaw.

"No. I most certainly did not. I explained to Tarja why you turned him away."

"I could sense his presence! And I know you preferred him to Norseman!"

"Darling," Leticia said in a feigned, cajoling manner, "I do not know of what you are speaking of. Kefu's men that tried to abduct Tarja were executed. In all likelihood he is following after our daughter's riding party. I am sure that her husband will deal with him accordingly."

Doom's thick hands suddenly reached out and seized his wife by the waist!

"I want you to wait for me in our rooms. I will expect you to be undressed…"

"You promised Tarja!"

"Tarja was out of line making such a request from me." Doom murmured, his hands splaying her middle and squeezing. Leticia heard hissing and did not dare look down at her husband's cod piece. The hissing was coming from down there!

"I am overtired from all that has happened. Can you not take a servant girl in my stead?" Leticia begged of him. This hissing intensified and Doom firmly turned her towards the stairs.

"I can take you in the privacy of our rooms, or out in the open. It is up to you." Doom told her. But Leticia knew something else. Her husband thought that she had colluded with Zaid Kefu to allow him to see Tarja. She had not, but she knew he had been here. She sensed it. And if she knew it, then her husband most definitely knew it. And Doom could not conceive of the idea that Kefu had pulled one over on him without help.

"I will join you shortly." Leticia said, resigned to the fact that she would have to endure Thulsa Doom's lust, just so she could live another day. Oh how she wished he would find another to force his body on! But Leticia also knew that once that happened, she would no longer be queen. Or alive.

Meanwhile, Ulfrik told Tara some very unfortunate news, as they rode towards his kingdom…

"You realize of course that once a wife, even a queen, has run off, she is either killed or it must be shown that the king has her under control."

Tara didn't like the sound of what she was hearing! And to be honest, she had actually been enjoying being on a horse and quietly riding. Now that her King husband was talking, her mood was darkening a bit.

"Okay…so you haven't killed me. Are you talking about whipping me publicly or something like that? Because I'm not going to go for that!"

Ufrik actually burst out laughing at her words!

"You are quite amusing, Tarja! Why would I mar your beauty by submitting you to a lash? No, when we near the palace, you will be on my horse with me as we ride in."

Oh, Tara thought. That doesn't sound so bad!

"Alright." Tara replied. She could understand that, she guessed. Though she didn't quite get why that would be seen as Ulfrik 'having her under control'?

"You will be in front of me on my horse, mounted on my cock as we ride in amongst our subjects. No one will dare question…"

"Whoa!" Tara snapped. "You want me to be…your….we'll be…"

"You'll be fucking me. Yes. This is not a ceremony that is done very often, because queen's do not usually run off to chase servants. But our marriage is not the usual joining of families."

"Neither is fucking someone on a horse. The answer is no." Tara sniffed. Ulfrik stopped his horse and reached out to grab the reins on hers. He called out that they would camp for the night, as Tara just jumped off of her horse and skulked off! There were cliffs nearby and an ocean of sorts that she was sure did not exist where she came from. And yet it looked peaceful. She walked over to the edge and sulked!

Tara felt Ulfrik's presence behind her.

"If I had told you this when we were still at your father's, you would have resisted. Then your father would have had you whipped."

Tara turned around and gave him a look.

"We both know that my father is in no position to do anything to me. Nor are you. I'm not doing it and your people are just going to have to understand." Tara said and began to move around him, but Ulfrik blocked her way, pressing his large hands on her shoulders. He then caressed her cheek.

"You are resisting this because you do not care for our loving?"

"Ulfrik! That is not it! What you are asking from me is degrading and embarrassing and…"

"And I did not feel these things when you ran off?" he countered.

"I don't remember 'running off'! I don't know what you have been told about the things I can do, but sometimes I lose time."

Ulfrik raised a brow.

"What are you telling me, Tarja? That you have no memory of leaving me?"

"I swear it!" Tara exclaimed just as she suddenly left Ulfrik by the cliffs and ended up back in her studio apartment!

With Kurt Bunker.

Who was fucking her painting!

"What in the fuck, Kurt?!"

Kurt, who had watched Eric leave with Lucas Hood's body, pulled out of Tara's painting and zipped back up!

"Tara, I'm sorry! I didn't know how else to get you back here!" he exclaimed, his eyes running over her. Tara was dressed in a lilac halter, silk dress with a pearl clasp that was hooked around the back of her neck. Her hair had loose ringlets around her face and hung over one shoulder. Kurt could not stop staring at her.

"Kurt? Kurt, hello? What do you mean it was the only way to get me back here? Is that how Candyman knows how to move between worlds?" Tara asked.

Kurt snapped out of his trance!

"Tara, Hood is dead. He called Candyman while reading Celia's diary and I think he just wanted to ask him something. Something he had read about. Candyman killed him instead. Eric just got rid of the body."

Tara now stared at him, entranced for a moment, before speaking!

"You're telling me that I rescued Lucas and Bill only for Lucas to get killed? And why was he reading Celia's diary?"

"He wanted you out of there, Tara! He and Bill were pretty shaken up when they returned. They returned and you didn't. I don't get all that you can do now. It's like you're much more than a vampire and a fairy."

"I am." Tara said quietly. "Which is why Eric tried to kill me. Okay, I need to think about what to do here."

"Hood was missing before this. No one saw him except for myself, Bill and Candyman. But you will have to deal with Eric. He is very displeased that you are married to his father."

"Good!" Tara snapped.

Kurt folded his arms.

"So is it that you are staying in this other world to stick it to Eric? He's getting ready to marry Sookie. I thought he was married to you?"

"That's why he tried to kill me, Kurt. That and I think he fears what I can do. I FEAR what I can do. Where is Celia's diary now?" Tara asked, looking around.

"Eric has it. I think he's determined to find someway to bring you out of that other world for good."

Tara folded her arms now.

"I don't know how Celia would have known any of this, but there is something else to the Candyman story. Something that maybe Celia knew, with her being fae. Maybe even Dermot knew the truth."

"The truth?" Kurt asked. "The story itself is pretty bad already."

"It has to do with Candyman's father—August Robitaille. He gave his wife to this evil bastard that is my father, in this other world, in exchange for wealth."

Kurt eyed her.

"I thought Daniel Robitaille was the son of someone who did something for the Civil War that made him rich?"

"Yeah, that's what people were told. Probably. He couldn't tell anyone that a snake…serpent King from the past, wanted his wife for himself and he practically sold her for money! But that's what happened. Only I think August changed his mind or something. He is there."

Kurt's eyes widened!

"What do you mean he's there? How is that possible?"

"I don't know. But it is possible that Lucas found out or read something about it. I don't know. I'll have to ask Daniel myself."

"Tara, don't call him! Jesus!"

"Just get out of here. Tell Eric I will meet him back in Shreveport and deal with him. Now go before Candyman slays you on sight! Go!"

Kurt nodded before turning and hurrying out of there! Things were much worse than he ever thought they would be.

"Candyman…"

It only took one calling of his name from Tara's lips for the undead killer to arrive. He looked her over.

"Being a queen agrees with you, 'Tarja'."

"Why is your father so obsessed with taking me from Ulfrik Norseman?"

"Did you enjoy your time in the woods with him?" Candyman countered in a calm tone. Tara walked right up to him.

"What I want to know is why I had visions of having a baby by him? Why did I see Caroline and you being together, openly, during a time period where you would have been killed for even looking her way? How does he even know me?"

"My father made a second deal with Thulsa Doom when Doom saw that he would have a future child with great power. He would give my father wealth and then give him eternal life…on the condition that my father had a child with you that he in turn, would give to Doom."

Tara backed back!

"I am supposed to give Violet to my father?! No! No and hell no!"

"You know of her name?" Candyman asked curiously.

"Yes! I saw it. And then I saw myself with Eric and I had a child by him! Lucas Hood was alive, you remember him, don't you? How could you kill him? How?"

"That is what I do." Candyman rumbled. "And his slaying prevents the alternate future from happening. The one where you have a child with Eric Northman and Sookie is with Lucas Hood."

Before Tara could say anything more, Candyman spoke again.

"My father will come to you again. In the other realm. He is enchanted with you, despite his best efforts to just bed you and get you with child. This is much more than just about honoring his deal with Doom." Candyman warned.

"So how does this end, Daniel? I mean that vision that I had, do I end up living as your 'step-mother'? Are you married to Caroline in a color blind society? Where is Celia in all of this?" Tara asked.

But Candyman did not answer that.

"Deal with Northman. His pride and whatever feelings he has for you, will not allow him to stand for your being with his father in the past."

"And yet you can stand it? My being with your father in the past?" Tara asked with a smirk.

"We are all the past, Tara. You will soon figure that out." Candyman said, his smirk now matching hers as he disappeared. Tara stared at the spot Daniel Robitaille had been in. Once again, he had left her presence without giving her any real answers. But now she was beginning to wonder if the answers were right before her and she just needed to put the pieces together?

Sighing, she looked around her apartment and then looked down at a spot on the floor. Tara sensed that was where Lucas Hood had died. She had to stay here and make things right before returning to King Ulfrik Norseman.

There was a meeting at Bill Compton's home in Bon Temps. Jessica was not sure of what exactly had happened to her maker, when he had been in another time and place, but she knew that whatever happened, could not happen again.

Eric and Sookie were standing near the fireplace. His arm was around her waist in a possessive manner, almost as if he dared anyone to question that she was now his. Bill refrained from scowling at the sight of them, as he listened to Kurt tell everyone about Tara's return.

"She will be here shortly. She said she was going to talk to Candyman again then meet Eric in Shreveport. But she'll figure out you're here." Kurt said somberly. "I told her I thought the Candyman meeting was a bad idea but, you know Tara, she does what she wants to."

Eric let go of Sookie and walked over to Celia's diary, which had been sitting on a table. He picked it up.

"We all need to take turns reading and re-reading what is in this journal. Hood died with some sort of knowledge that he read in here, that Candyman did not like his knowing about." Eric said.

Bill was about to say something, when Tara walked in, dressed like she was in that other time and slammed the door behind her! She looked at Bill first.

"Hey, Bill! I'm glad to see you're in one piece!"

Bill moved towards her!

"But Lucas Hood is not. Why are you still going back to that time? Why would you live in that barbaric society?"

But it was Sookie that answered.

"Because she can't have Eric here. So she'll take his father instead. Isn't that right, Tara?"

Tara smiled at her former friend.

"Hello, Sookie. Candyman still wants to fuck you. I don't know how you'll stop him. Hello, Jessica. Kurt. Eric, I'm just checking in and telling you that since I am not dead, whatever this marital shit is you have cooked up with Sookie, will not be legal. Now, if there is nothing else, I have to get…"

"The hell you do." Eric said calmly. "You will stay here and answer for everything that has happened."

Tara walked up to him.

"The hell I will." was her response. "And my real father arranged a marriage between your daddy from long ago and myself. You apparently were taken from his kingdom by your mother, who is living with Dermot. We're going to go to war and I'm going to use what I can do to help your father win. I don't know when I will be back."

"You'll be back when I fuck that painting and bring you back." Eric said quietly between clenched teeth. Tara gave Kurt a dirty look and he shrugged.

"Tara, I couldn't lie about that." he told her.

"Oh well. Do what you have to do." Tara told Eric.

"I will keep my dick in that painting…PERMANENTLY, to keep you here, is that clear enough for you?" Eric told her. Sookie gave him a look of surprise and even Bill noted that Eric sounded oddly possessive.

"I don't think Sookie would like that. You can't protect her from Candyman's dick if it you're balls deep in my painting." Tara said sweetly. She then reached out to snatch Celia's diary out of Eric's hands but he pulled it out of her reach!

"Tara," Eric began with a practiced calm, "I know that what I did seems unforgivable. But you are out of control. You have wished people to another realm instead of where you meant to send them—to their deaths. You were angry with Bill for colluding with me and you were angry with your longtime crush, for taking up with Sookie. Power like yours cannot be dispelled at a whim."

"So instead of teaching me how to control it, you kill the only teacher that could have shown me how to use my powers, in this world, and then tried to make me kill myself? You used your own powers over me to get me to die! Fuck you and give me that diary!" Tara seethed. She didn't want to hear anymore of Eric's bullshit!

"My father resembles me, does he not? Is that what this is all about, Tara? You cannot have me but you will take my father instead?" Eric asked coolly.

Eric suddenly disappeared and Sookie screamed! Jessica had never seen Tara's powers in action and she backed back, along with Kurt! But Bill moved forward.

"Tara, you don't belong in that past. Just…let's just stay here and try and figure out what is happening here."

Eric had dropped the book when Tara sent him away. She bent down to pick it up before looking at Bill.

"Put anymore of your dicks on my painting, and you'll end up where Eric is." Tara said coldly as she disappeared. Eric then returned, sopping wet and coughing! Sookie ran to him and threw herself into his arms!

"Oh my God!" Sookie yelled. "What are we going to do? Tara can't stay like this! She has more power than Candyman now!"

"He knows that." Bill said quietly, eyeing a returned Eric. It was clear where he had been. Tara could now send someone to someplace unpleasant, long enough for them to suffer but not necessarily die. That is, if they were were already dead.

Eric pulled himself together and faced everyone.

"You see what a danger she is to us." Eric said, wiping his wet face. He then began chanting Candyman's name and Kurt yelled out!

"What the hell, Eric?! No!"

Eric wiped his face again and set Sookie away from him.

"All of this began when Tara called him. Willa was killed and then Pam. He can help us but he will want something for it. I don't think he really wants Sookie, not really. And I don't believe his tripe about bringing Caroline Sullivan back by sleeping with Sookie. Something else is going on here and Daniel Robitaille is damned well going to tell us what!" Eric snapped.

Kurt coughed!

"Look, there was no time to tell you this before Tara arrived. But there is a new player in this nightmare. And maybe he has something to do with all of this. Apparently, your father isn't the only man that Tara as run in to. Daniel Robitaille's father is there too. When I left her, Tara was calling Candyman to find out what was going on. But she seemed kind of disturbed by it." Kurt admitted.

Sookie looked appalled! Bill seemed curious and Jessica appeared to be blown away that this whole problem had grown so out of control. But Eric looked calm. If Tara was fucking his father, then there was a good chance that she was fucking Candyman's father as well. Yes, this was something that could be used to stop Tara. But how?

Time. This was all about time and changing it. Daniel Robitaille somehow wanted to change time back and everything he attempted did little to bring him back to that moment when he lost his life for good. Candyman had hoped that through Tara, he could achieve this but with each scheme, someone else was involved. Someone else that Robitaille could not guarantee, would do his bidding.

Now his own father was in the mix.

Time needed to be changed. And maybe there was a way to give Robitaille a different fate. A different undead one.

What if…what if Candyman died when he did, but instead of being an undead serial killer, he was turned into a vampire?

Eric looked at Sookie.

"Tara and you attended that fae school that Dermot taught at. Do you think if we returned there and found some of the spell books, you could find one that changed time?"

Sookie looked from Eric over to Bill, then Eric again.

"Eric, I don't know. I mean we never really got that far." she admitted.

"But we have to try. We need to change time, going back to the moment that the townspeople attacked Daniel Robitaille, back in 1890."

"I don't like it." Bill said. "Changing one little thing could affect us all."

"For now," Eric said, "the one little thing we need to change is pulling Tara out of that reality."

Sookie nodded and Bill noted that Jessica and Kurt were murmuring amongst themselves. But Bill did not trust Eric. He would not want time changed unless he had more up his sleeve that just saving Daniel Robitaille from a lynch mob. He had something else in mind.

Meanwhile, Tara found herself returned to the past and mounted on King Ulfrik Norseman's massive appendage, via horseback, naked and bobbing up and down with hungry abandon. She wore a a crown on her head as Ulfrik and her streaked past the townspeople and his subjects with a speed similar to what one would see in a chariot race. Bolts of dark pleasure raced through Tara's body as she slapped up and down, unbidden, upon her King husband's organ, while Ulfrik's large hands cupped her jogging breasts sensuously. The crowds cheered, for the most part, with the exception of one person.

August Robitaille. And unbeknownst to anyone in King Norseman's kingdom, he was already within the castle walls, hiding in an upper room that held storage, along with cobwebs. It would be the perfect place for him to hide until he could leave this castle with Tarja and return with her to the year 1890…