Jessa had made it back to the dance without coming across any other Originals or any further surprises. Damon and Ric didn't feel like getting the kids upset or worried just yet. Everyone knew that Elena and Tyler were targets, and all of them felt that knowing that it was coming was enough. If they knew that it was truly imminent, then their reaction wouldn't be as realistic.

Jessa felt that she had to keep her mind open. Which was a bit difficult without looking completely off. Clearing your mind while trying to carry on conversations with other people is difficult. Damon was trying to run interference. He was mostly telling people that she was suffering from allergies or a head cold. Hopefully people were buying that excuse, because otherwise people were thinking that she was absolutely bonkers.

Stefan's position at one point stopped outside of the school, then held steady. There was no sign of Klaus at all, making Jessa wonder if he suspected a trap. He was older than everyone present. It would make sense that he suspected that it wouldn't be as simple as walking in, picking up a werewolf, getting the human blood donor he needed, and walking out.

Then again, as an Original vampire/hybrid, wouldn't you be narcissistic enough to assume that no one would dare withhold from you anything you desire? It was something to think about.

Suddenly, Jessa felt like the air shifted. And she knew he was near. Not just near, but in the building. She let Damon know. Then she closed her eyes to pinpoint where. Room by room she canvassed until she pinpointed where he was located. The kitchen, Klaus was in the school kitchen.

"He's in the kitchen." She whispered, so Ric could hear her. "We have to wait though. He doesn't have Tyler or Elena. If we go now, he'll know it's a trap."

Ric looked around the room, locating both Elena and Tyler. "How long do you think he'll take before he gets them?" Jessa knew the question was directed at her.

"I don't know, I can't read his mind. I can only sense him. I don't know him like I know you guys. It takes awhile before I get that kind of link." She smiled. Her eyes closed again, trying to gauge if he was alone. "There's someone with him, it isn't Stefan. Stefan is outside. He's in a holding pattern. I don't think he entirely trusts Stefan here. Or Stefan might even have a second mission. Like I said I can't read him as easily."

Damon was scanning the crowd of dance goers. "Where's Tyler?" He swore as he kept scanning. He could see Elena still surrounded by Matt, Caroline, Bonnie, and Jeremy. The wolf was gone though.

Jessa focused again, this time on Tyler. She could feel fear, real fear coming off the normally angry werewolf. He was being yanked along by someone stronger and unknown to him. This person was vague featured, but they were headed to the kitchen, that much Jessa could get from Tyler's fear. Coming back to herself, she started moving, letting Damon know that they had to move NOW.

"Ric," Damon said, "it's time! We have to move!" And he was behind her moving toward the kitchen. They made good time, going down a different set of hallways, so they wouldn't come across Tyler and his escort. Hoping to make a greater impact by being a surprise. They rounded the corner as Tyler and his goon companion, another werewolf, Jessa realized, compelled to do Klaus' bidding were entering the kitchen.

She listened as Klaus greeted them, promising untold power that unleashing hybrid abilities would do. She nearly threw up, knowing that what he really wished was the creation of an army to protect his own interests. He cared nothing for Tyler or the other werewolf. Or any of the others. He definitely didn't care if he eventually drained Elena dry. After all, they keep being reborn.

Jessa nodded at Damon and they walked calmly into the room, as though they were looking for ice for the dance. Looking around, they noticed that only Tyler, the other werewolf, and Klaus were inside.

"Ah, the other Salvatore." Klaus said, sounding like Damon was somehow lacking. The tone irked Jessa, but she had to set aside her feelings for now. "And I have to apologize. I don't recognize this lovely lady. You are?"

She had to hand it to him, if he wasn't clearly a homicidal lunatic, he'd be almost attractive. Almost. "Jessa Warren. You knew my mother, actually." She left it at that.

He smiled and again she was surprised at how attractive he could appear to be. Oh well, didn't hinder his atrocious behavior. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your company, Ms. Warren?"

"Jessa, and we were just wondering why you've brought Tyler away from his dance?" She asked, smiling pleasantly. "He's my charge you see. And I'd rather no harm come to him."

Klaus' smile faltered. Ah, there it was, the veneer slipping. "I was offering Tyler a deal. A better future. More power, more strength." His tone was no longer pleasant.

Tyler, whether a drama student or not, had his fear clearly marked on his face. And Jessa could read his mind as clear as a bell. He saw the compelled were next to him and feared that his choice was already made for him. Jessa sent him a message, reminding him it wasn't.

"Yet, you don't give this gentleman, Joe, a choice in the matter?" Jessa asked, picking Joe's name out of his head. "If it's such an amazing offer, why wouldn't you have the werewolves lining up around the block?" Her tone was conversational, but her eyes glittered with warning.

Damon spoke up at that moment. "If you have Joe, why do you even need Tyler? Joe looks pretty stacked on his own."

Klaus glared back, his own warning clear. She still didn't have a complete reading on his thoughts, but she knew that he was coming dangerously close to his tether's end. She could tell that Joe was just meant to be another soldier in what he hoped was his ever growing hybrid army. He'd lucked out and found him during his path of destruction back to Mystic Falls. Using him to bring Tyler to the kitchens was a means to an end. "It's really none of your concern. The two of you have no input in my business with Joe or Tyler."

"Actually," Jessa said, still sounding conversational, while her eyes glittered with malice, "anything you have to do with Tyler is of utmost importance to us." It was time for her to show her hand.

Jessa sent a message to Tyler, it was time. A very slight nod from Tyler was all she had to go on, but it was enough.

"Klaus, remember when I said you had met my mother?" She sweetly asked.

He glanced at her, wondering about the change in direction of topic. Giving a small shrug of one shoulder he assented. "She's the woman who helped create you and your siblings. ALL of your siblings." As she allowed that sink in, she watched the light dawned on his face. Stepping toward Tyler, she held out her hand and Tyler took it.

Klaus watched, horror dawning on him as the heat left Tyler. The wolf faded from him as the coolness replaced it. Soon Tyler Lightwood was completely and totally mortal. And completely and totally useless to him as a hybrid. Jessa Warren had ruined his plans. He watched as she took what her mother had so easily given. And he watched as Damon Salvatore held her and grounded her back to herself. They were smiling triumphantly at causing his plans failure. Before they could cheer, he turned to Joe, and told him to attack Damon.