The ride to the cemetery was uncomfortable and fraught with tension. Tyler and Rebekah seemed equally annoyed by the other's presence but remained uncharacteristically tight-lipped. Elijah wondered if this was a longstanding conflict between the two or something new. He thought there might be some bad blood between the two because of Tyler's ill-fated trip to New Orleans. However, he did not investigate the matter because they could not afford to be further distracted. Ensuring the veil's strength was more important than any petty squabble. Niklaus having a hex placed on him meant that they were already at a disadvantage.

Elijah felt the powerful hum of magic under his skin as he walked into the cemetery. The witches had arranged dozens of candles and crystals on the consecrated ground that would facilitate the ritual. It was obvious that the witches had been hard at work while awaiting his arrival. Lucy was right in believing that her family would have completed the ritual without his help. He was surprised to see so many witches congregating in the cemetery. He could not remember the last time he had seen so many Bennett witches in the same place. Until this very moment, Elijah was unaware that so many of them were still among the living. He did not track the bloodline as closely as his younger brother did.

The only faces Elijah recognized belonged to Tyler and Bonnie's friends. The identities of the witches were a complete mystery to him but the scowls on their faces indicated that his reputation preceded him. Elijah was not used to being so openly despised. Normally, people cowered when they encountered an Original Vampire. He followed Tyler until they reached a beautiful young woman. Immediately, he realized that this woman was not simply a witch. Nor was she simply a vampire. The woman that stood before him was a species all her own. She was a tribrid but not in the way that Mari was or Hayley's child would be. Before Elijah could give this woman's existence any further thought Tyler began making the necessary introductions.

"Elodie, this is Elijah and Rebekah Mikaelson. They have agreed to help us protect the veil from the travelers," Tyler explained.

The woman scrutinized the Original siblings for several tense seconds before she asked, "Which of you will be lending your power to our efforts?"

Rebekah's blue eyes narrowed because she recognized Elodie's scent. This was most certainly the creature that had attacked her at the boarding house. She had half a mind to rip the woman's throat out for her impudence. However, she thought better as she looked at the other witches' sour expressions. Rebekah knew that the Bennett witches would retaliate if she slaughtered one of their own. She and Elijah were perfectly capable of defending themselves against a coven of witches but this was not a run of the mill coven. She could feel the witches' power pulsing around her like the beat of a drum. Rebekah also realized that several of these women were hybrids. The poison contained in a hybrid's bite would make them even more formidable.

Elijah said, "My sister and I decided that we will both offer a portion of our energy. It would be unwise for either of us to be left weakened after the ritual. If the travelers somehow manage to sabotage the veil again we will need to the strength to fight whatever crosses into this world."

"Very well. Follow me," Elodie ordered.

The witches began forming a line across from a strange symbol that had been burned into the ground.

Elijah recognized the symbol as being ancient. He had seen it once in Ayana's grimoire when he was a much younger man. However, he did not recall the meaning of it now. He memorized the symbol so that he could recreate it for Klaus later. His brother possessed an encyclopedic knowledge of ancient spells and rituals. Elijah wanted to know more about the magic the witches were practicing. It was different than anything he had seen used in modern times.

Damon approached Tyler with a glare. He asked, "Where is Bon-Bon?"

Tyler said, "She is at the mansion with Klaus."

"Are you out of your mind? What would possess you to leave her there?" Damon ranted. His eyes bulged as he spoke.

"Look, I didn't like leaving her there but Lucy and Mari were staying," he said significantly.

Damon understood Tyler's point. Bonnie wouldn't have agreed to leave her cousins behind. However, he still didn't like Bonnie being in Klaus' crosshairs. He didn't trust the Original Hybrid even with the hex weakening him. He scowled at Tyler but didn't say anything in response.

The rest of their friends had spread out to cover different points of the cemetery. They were armed and ready to protect Bonnie's family from the travelers.

The Bennett witches joined hands with the Original Siblings on either side of Elodie. The witches began chanting in Latin. The wind started to blow harder and the temperature grew colder as the chanting became louder.

Damon rolled his shoulders as he tried to ignore the magic swirling around them. However, a few minutes in and his vampire face came to the surface. He growled and clenched his fists.

Tyler was not faring much better. His eyes shifted to gold and black and his fingers had elongated into claws. He roared into the wind. He stayed rooted to his spot despite every instinct telling him to complete the shift.

Elijah gritted his teeth as Elodie slowly siphoned power for him. His vampire face surfaced in response to the potent magic blanketing the cemetery. In all his years, Elijah had never felt anything like this. Frankly, he did not want to feel anything like this again. He glanced at his younger sister to find her in worse condition than he was. He tried to soothe her because she looked ready to bolt. "Hold on, Rebekah!"

Rebekah's eyes met her brother's and she gave a tiny nod. The siphoning was the least of her problems. She was more concerned about the way her body was reacting to the witches' magic. Her vampire face surfaced even as she tried to force it down.

Lightning lit up the sky and struck somewhere in the distance. The ground shook from the impact. Lightning struck again but this time closer.

Damon was concerned about the lightning strikes causing a fire. Virginia often experienced droughts in the winter months. The grass and trees were as good as kindling right now. They didn't need to deal with a wildfire amidst their other problems.

A blue and green light appeared in front of the witches. The light rapidly grew until it was nearly six feet high and nearly twice as wide. As the veil stopped warbling violently, it became more transparent while maintaining its color and shape.

Elijah saw a line of witches holding hands on the other side of the veil. At first, he thought it was a mere reflection. However, he quickly realized that he was staring directly at Ayana and Drue. The witches on the Other Side were conducting the same ritual to assist their descendants.

As the chanting grew louder, the lightning strikes came faster and with a higher frequency. Just as Damon feared, a spark set a patch of grass on fire, but it soon became apparent that the fire was not a mistake. The fire began to spread in the perfect shape of a circle. That circle of fire went on to surround the entire cemetery and acted as a barrier.

Tyler growled when he saw three men approaching the cemetery. All three men had coal black eyes. He started taking off his clothes so that he could shift. All of the magic was making Tyler hungry anyway-two birds, one stone. He growled, "Travelers."

Damon followed the younger man's gaze and nodded. "Let's go say 'Hello'."

Elodie looked over her shoulder, because she heard them. "No, let them come into the circle…"

The witches began chanting different words in louder voices. The pace of the chant was faster and had an almost violent edge to it.

Elijah realized that the witches were no longer chanting in Latin. It was an ancient form of Greek. This new ritual was meant to summon the travelers. They had wisely lured the travelers to the cemetery using the sudden shift in weather. It had almost been like shining the Bat signal against the night sky. The travelers arrived to protect the veil but now they would be ensnared by the summoning spell. Summoning the travelers at such a close proximity did not require as much energy.

The travelers looked confused and then scared. They did not understand what was happening. Something was physically drawing them into the cemetery. They tried digging their heels into the ground but it was useless. The summoning ritual drew them through the raging flames and into the circle

Tyler looked at Damon. "Remember we need at least one of them alive for the linking spell!"

Damon nodded. He studied the travelers' faces and spotted someone he recognized. Calvin Young was the fire chief. He blurred across the cemetery and wrapped his arms around the traveler.

Meanwhile, Tyler sped after another traveler with the knife in his hand. He stabbed the man in the stomach to release him from the traveler's hold. The action would also kill the traveler and prevent them from returning to his or her body. Their spirit should be snapped to the Other Side.

The traveler in Damon's grasp began chanting as he tried to jump bodies.

The vampire gave a sinister chuckle. "That isn't going to work on me."

The traveler's eyes grew wider. Someone had place a protection spell on the vampire to prevent travelers from taking control. The witches, vampires, and werewolves were farther along than Markos had believed. The man struggled harder. He needed to find a way to warn their leader. However, the vampire's hold was like a vise.

Meanwhile, Stefan, Caroline, Nadia, and Matt all grabbed a traveler.

Tyler sped around the cemetery and stabbed each traveler with the knife. Afterwards, he stood still and waited to see if more travelers would be drawn into the witches' trap.

"Tyler!"

The hybrid's head whipped in the direction of the voice calling his name. He walked towards the veil slowly because it was coming from there. He breathed out slowly. "Mason?"

Mason was standing behind the Bennett witches on the Other Side. He yelled, "The witches don't believe us but something crossed over during the Full Moon. It was something old and powerful. Many of the werewolves on this side felt it. Beware!"

Several minutes passed before the witches stopped chanting. Thunder rolled against the sky and rain began pouring down on them. The rain extinguished the ring of fire, but it did not stop there. The rain continued to pour from the sky but none of the witches seemed to be in a hurry to get out of the rain.

Elodie said, "Thank you both for assisting us."

Rebekah's vampire face was still visible. However, it slowly receded.

Elijah cleared his throat and took his sister's hand. He could tell that she was still shaken. He asked, "Will that hold the veil?"

Elodie nodded. "It is strong for now. We will have the cemetery guarded around the clock from now on. We cannot allow the travelers to compromise the veil again.

Rebekah asked, "What about the man that spoke to Tyler? He warned him that something had already crossed into our world. Could it have happened?"

Della snapped, "No, our ancestors would have felt it."

Elodie contradicted her niece. "It is possible. The Full Moon makes many things possible. However, I can say with certainty it was not a witch that crossed over. The witches on the Other Side would have felt it. If the wolves felt this disturbance, it could be because a wolf passed over...one of the old ones."

The blonde Original asked, "Is that a good or bad thing?"

She smiled in response, "It is better than your mother or father crossing over."

Rebekah tensed at the witch's response. She was at once irritated by the woman and grateful for the answer. She was not prepared to face her parents again.

Elijah cleared his throat. "What is the next step?"

Elodie nodded towards the traveler that Damon was holding.

Joanna and Faye were headed toward the two men. They needed to incapacitate the traveler to make him easier to transport.

Stefan, Caroline, and Matt were already tending to the formerly possessed humans. They all had stab wounds courtesy of Tyler.

"We are going to use that traveler to cast another summoning spell...a stronger one. It will draw every traveler in Mystic Falls to us. We will handle them. Then we must wait for the Gemini Coven to arrive. They are still several days out," Elodie explained.

Elijah had heard of the coven. He said, "They are based out of the Northwest…"

"They haven't heard of planes before?" Rebekah asked.

"They have precious cargo that cannot be entrusted to a commercial airline. The Gemini Coven has been protecting the anchor. They will bring it here so that we may use the anchor as a doorway. Once the anchor is in Mystic Falls we can go about linking the travelers together so that we can force them through the doorway and onto the Other Side."

Elijah watched over Elodie's shoulder as the two witches that had approached Damon put the traveler to sleep.

Damon hefted the man over his shoulder and walked over to Elodie. "Where am I taking this one?"

Elodie said, "To Bonnie's house. Put him in the basement. There are chains there, yes?"

"Yeah. We have everything from when we locked up the psychotic doppelganger," he replied.

Elodie eyed Rebekah and then looked at Damon. "Well, you do have a type."

Damon winked at Elodie. "Yes, I do."

Elodie laughed as he sped out of the cemetery with the traveler still over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Rebekah scowled at the woman.

Elijah cleared his throat. He asked, "I was wondering if you could help me? My brother…"

Elodie let out a melodic laugh. She said, "You can't possibly think that I would help you remove the hex that my niece placed on your brother."

"Even if Lucy is having second thoughts about it," Elijah parried.

"Especially, if Lucy is having second thoughts about it…"

Bonnie stood in the living room of the Mikaelson Mansion and looked out the window. She watched as the rain drenched the once parched land. Despite being a few miles away from the cemetery, she could feel her family's magic calling out to her. Part of her wished that she had joined them. Her magic was thrumming inside of her. Bonnie felt as if the power in her was on the verge of breaking loose. She wondered if Lucy felt the same way. However, her cousin was in the kitchen feeding Mari.

She held out her hand and muttered, "Ignis…"

"Are you trying to burn down my home, little witch?" Klaus asked from the doorway.

"Not while Lucy and Mari are here," she replied with a small smile. Bonnie closed her hand and extinguished the fireball.

He sat down on the couch and watched her.

"Where is Lucy?" Bonnie asked curiously.

"She took Mari upstairs to change her clothes. There was a mishap during her meal," he confessed.

Niklaus had tried and failed to feed his daughter pureed sweet potatoes. The orange mess got all over Mari's clothes and his. Lucy had seemed amused by the entire affair but he just felt deflated. He had changed his shirt and left Lucy to bathe Mari in his bathroom.

The girl laughed quietly. "She's just a messy eater. It is mostly because she's at that age where she wants to feed herself. Mari gave Tyler fits whenever he tried to feed her. She gets pretty aggressive about her food."

He felt a little better knowing that the fiasco in the kitchen was not his fault. However, he was still incredibly aware that he was in no way prepared to be a father. Not that his preparedness mattered when he had one daughter upstairs and another on the way. Despite his apprehension, Klaus was thrilled to be a father. It was a role that Klaus never thought he would play in a million years.

Bonnie bit her lip as she wrestled with a question. "Klaus…"

He looked up at the girl with a raised eyebrow. "Is this where we have a heart-to-heart, love?"

She rolled her eyes. "Forget it…"

Klaus noted that she looked flustered. He was definitely intrigued now. He gave a pointed look at Bonnie's flat tummy and asked, "Is it about your pup?"

Bonnie was startled by his question. She suddenly felt self-conscious."What are you talking about?"

"I smelled it earlier...you're pregnant," Klaus replied.

Bonnie thought back to the moment when Klaus in wolf form sniffed at her stomach. She argued "You can't possibly know that. I have been around werewolves for days and no one has noticed. Even Tyler couldn't tell."

He boasted, "While Tyler comes from impressive stock, I am the Original Hybrid, love. My senses are leagues above anything Tyler could hope for. My sense of smell is even better when I shift."

Bonnie shifted in discomfort under his intense gaze.

"Come now...tell Uncle Nik what is troubling you," he said mockingly.

She groaned. "Forget that I said anything. And for the record, I like you better as a wolf. You're nicer and you can't talk."

He chuckled. However, he noticed that something seemed off about the witch. His smirk was replaced with a frown. "This is about the travelers?"

"Huh?" Bonnie shook her head and said, "No, this doesn't have anything to do with the travelers. I just wondered if you were serious about helping me with my magic."

Klaus raised an eyebrow because he had not expected that response. "I was…"

"What would it cost me?" she asked suspiciously.

He was not ready to believe Bonnie was being sincere. "I am surprised that you are not asking for help from your family. There are many accomplished witches in your bloodline."

Bonnie chuckled bitterly. "I do not think they will be eager to help me with anything. They blame me for turning them into abominations-their words, not mine."

"And that makes you ask for help from someone that has tried to kill you?" he asked.

She shrugged, "Most of them made it clear today that they would have preferred that I stayed dead. The magic community talks. My so-called family knew what I was facing here. They knew that I was facing it alone and not a single one of them offered to help me-not even Lucy. I do not trust you, but at least I know where we stand. We're allies until one of us decides to betray the other. These family members could stab me in the back and I would be too blind to expect it."

Klaus was still suspicious despite believing Bonnie was being truthful. He thought perhaps this was an overreaction because of whatever unkind things her family said to her earlier. He said, "That is a very pragmatic way of looking at things."

"Dying tends to have that effect on you," she replied dispassionately.

"Okay."

Bonnie tried not to get her hopes up. She asked, "You are agreeing to teach me?"

He nodded.

Bonnie peered out the window when she heard car doors opening and closing. She smiled seeing that Tyler had returned safely, even if he was soaked by the rain. She looked at Klaus and asked, "And the cost?"

"I am not sure yet but I am sure that I can think of something," he replied.

She scowled. "Then we don't have an agreement."

Klaus waved her off dismissively. "We would not make a verbal agreement. I think this little matter should be tucked into the magic contract you proposed a few days ago."

Lucy walked into the room with Mari on her hip. The little girl was clean and dressed in fresh clothes. Lucy frowned because she heard Klaus mention a magic contract. She asked, "What did I miss?"

"Bonnie has decided to become my pupil," he replied with a grin.

Klaus was already considering what magical services he could extract from the young witch. She was powerful and could prove useful in his fight for New Orleans. Klaus decided that the contract needed to be completed tonight. He wanted Bonnie to sign the contract before her family had the opportunity to dissuade her.

Tyler entered the room with a look of disbelief. "What?"

Bonnie bit her lip. She immediately felt a sick feeling in her stomach. She had acted rashly by asking Klaus for help before talking to Tyler. She felt worse because he had asked what was on her mind earlier, but she refused to open up to him. She whispered, "We should talk, Ty..."