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Guest16: Glad I can surprise you! And I'm happy to answer questions, as long as the answers don't give away major plot points.

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NotRob: I'm happy you understand why I killed off Anna and Pearl, I just figured, Maya takes people in, 'adopts' them, a lot of Jeremy's pain came from Elena, Stefan and Damon's choices in the show, the same with Caroline, so it would make sense that thinks of Jeremy as hers, and doesn't want him hurt, which meant Anna had to go. (Plus I could not see any value of her character in this story).

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Maya was 14 when she finally picked up her phone and called the number that she'd been given to contact Klaus. She didn't know how it had happened (given Damon's propensity for pissing off much older stronger vampires), but Klaus had stayed in touch with Damon and Enzo in fact the three of them had met up on multiple occasions, it started off as a way to bitch about Katherine and the fact that she was huge pain in all of their arses, but the three of them had eventually become 'murder buddies', as she'd affectionately coined when Enzo had told her that they'd been hanging with the Original. In fact, it was probably the reason why Klaus hadn't been insistent on finding her and using her abilities for himself, but Enzo had given her Klaus' number and told her to call him when she was ready.

Now after a year of searching, the time was right, she'd had the location of Mikael, The Destroyer, since she was ten, but had had no idea where the white oak stake was, until she had a dream about an ancient locator spell that she could do to find the stake. She'd found it, hidden in a cemetery just outside Mystic Falls, and of course it wouldn't be on him, but nearby somewhere that was unlikely to be disturbed by anyone, because Mikael was planning on using someone in town to lure Klaus to him, so the stake would have been close by. She was surprised though, that there wasn't a stronger cloaking spell on it than what she'd had to break through, but she supposed The Destroyer didn't have many fans in the witch community, even if he was out to kill the Originals.

Sighing she knew that this was a big risk, but she didn't want Mikael around to cause her problems in the future, she knew that Damon was descended from Klaus and she couldn't let him die no matter what.

Enzo had taken a break from soothing Damon's broken heart, and given him a little space so that he could have his own violent fun in Spain, not too much space though as he had told the older vampire that he'd be joining him again in a few weeks. So Enzo was with her, stopping in for a visit with his favourite person in the world, when he found out what Maya was planning on doing, he agreed to meet Klaus at the cemetery that housed Mikael with the stake, the Original had become, his friend and knowing that his friend wouldn't have his brother with him when he finally rid himself of the creature of his nightmares, Enzo wanted to be there for Nik.

Pressing Klaus's name on her phone, he picked up on the second ring, "I didn't think you'd call love," Klaus spoke in lieu of a hello.

"Mr Mikaelson, it has been a while since we last spoke." Maya replied.

"Oh I think we're well passed the formalities love."

"Well you haven't really told me what I can call you, and I would never presume."

Klaus smiled at that, the little witch was smart, "Well my friends call me Nik, everyone else calls me Klaus."

"And what do I get to call you?" she asked, she wasn't his friend, but she wanted to be, her life would be so much easier if Klaus Mikaelson was on her side.

"Well, I suppose that will depend on what you have to say."

"I'm calling about that favour I owe you."

Klaus straightened, "Have you found the moonstone?"

"Not yet, but I did find something else that might interest you."

"And what's that?"

"You need to promise not to freak out, so I can tell you the whole story."

"Love-"

"Please, it's important."

He sighed, "Very well, you have my word, I will listen to the whole story before I lose my temper."

"In 1996 a vampire came to town, an ancient vampire, he was looking for a powerful witch to help him lure you out of hiding, so that he could kill you."

Klaus let out a low growl, "Let me guess, you were that witch?"

"First of all, you promised to listen to the whole story, and second, I was not that witch, I wasn't old enough to be that witch, I'm not going to tell you how old I was, because that's none of your business, but the witch that he came for was a lot older than me."

"My apologies love, please go on."

"Okay, so when this vampire came for this witch, he threatened her friends and family, which pissed her off, so instead of helping him, she attacked him, with dark magic. Mikael's been desiccated in a mausoleum in North Carolina since 1996. But his location isn't the reason I called you, you see if he had had the white oak stake with him when he was desiccated, the witch would have killed him. But he didn't and the witch couldn't find it afterwards, because in retaliation for using dark magic, the spirits took hers away."

"You know where the white oak stake is." Klaus concluded, after spending 1000 years running from his father, Klaus would not give in to the tiny flicker of hope that her words had sparked inside of him.

"I have the white oak stake," Maya confirmed.

"And how do I know that the stake is truly what you say it is?"

"Well, I hoped that you would use it on Mikael, Enzo said he'll bring it to you, but just so you can check for yourself, Mikael is in the Pickett Mausoleum in Charlotte North Carolina. I'll text you the address."

"Little witch, if you're lying to me, I will find you, and slaughter everyone you have ever loved in front of you, I will make you wish for death before I grant you that sweet release."

Maya suppressed a whimper at his threat, she knew that Klaus was dangerous, but maybe she couldn't always see it, because her memories of him had been supressed by whatever happened to her when she was 10. "I'm not lying, Enzo's my best friend, do you think I would send him to you if I was going to betray you? Call him, set up a time a place to meet, he'll bring the stake." She hung up before he could say anything else to terrify her further and looked over at her best friend, "After he kills Mikael, you need to gather up the ashes and bring them to me."

"Why do you need them?" Enzo asked.

"I honestly don't know."

"Future weirdness?" he asked.

"Future weirdness," she confirmed, "I just know that if those ashes aren't kept safe, we're all going to regret it. Are you sure you're going to be okay with Klaus? I don't know how he'll react, and I don't want you to get hurt."

"Nonsense sweetheart, Nik's my friend, he said that to me himself, and you're not lying to him. He'll kill his father, I'll collect the ashes, and you won't owe him a favour anymore. Which I'll admit, would make me feel a hell of a lot better."

"Really?" Maya asked.

"Nik's my friend, but you know I love you, knowing that he won't have a hold over you anymore gives me a sense of relief that I haven't had since you freed me from Augustine."

Maya crawled across her bed to bury herself in his side, both taking and giving comfort, she didn't like him thinking about Augustine and hated that he'd felt that scared for her, that he equated this feeling to what he felt during his time of torture. "I didn't mean to make you feel that way. You should have told me, I love you, I never wanted you to worry about me."

"You're 14 and you had a debt to the deadliest vampire in all of time hanging over your head, how could you not think that I would worry?"

Maya shrugged, "Because I'm not really 14, I'm technically 41, ugh, I'm old," she frowned.

Enzo snorted in amusement, "I don't care how old you are, I'm still older than you."

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I don't plan on doing anything dangerous for at least two years."

"You're going to make me go grey," he sighed, tightening his hold on her.

"When do you think you'll have to meet Klaus?"

He shrugged, "A few days maybe, I think he'll send out one of his compelled minions to check out your information before he asks me to bring the stake to him."

"Well then, want to help me pick out the furniture for your new room?" Maya asked, gesturing to her computer.

"Su-Wait, my new room?"

"You didn't think mum would get a new house without having space for you, did you? You may annoy the crap out of her, but mum loves you."

Enzo smiled, Jenna Sommers was really something, after he left Mystic Falls, she checked in with him, just as much as Maya did. She acted like his therapist and his agony aunt, helping him when he had days where he felt so hopeless he couldn't breathe, and gave him advice on how he should handle Damon, she was heaven sent, of that he had no doubt. And to know that Jenna wanted to ensure that he had a place in her home, in her family, made him love her all the more. "If its my room, I'm picking out all the furniture sweetheart, knowing you, you'd pick out some god-awful waterbed or something."

"I would not!" she protested, "Although now that you mention it…"

"Oh absolutely not love, you are not going anywhere near the design of my room!" He pulled the computer away from her as she reached for it.

"Hey!" she cried and tried to grab it from him as he whooshed into the living room, "You cheater!"

A week later Maya was hanging out in the park across from the Grill with Caroline and Jeremy, the girls had practically adopted the boy as their brother, he'd pulled away from Elena fairly quickly, his actual sister, because even at 14 with her parents still around, she felt like she was in charge of him, tried to act like a second mother to him. It wasn't something Jeremey could stand, who at 12-years-old like most boys his age, wanted nothing to do with his big sister. But Maya liked a lot of the same things that he did, comic books and video games, she'd even managed to talk his mother into taking them both to an art opening in Charlottesville, just because he liked to draw. And Caroline was always with his cousin, so she just kind of grew on him, but she didn't make fun of him for liking art, and always gave him great advice when it came to talking to girls, so he actually liked hanging out with her whenever he wasn't with his friends from school.

The three were laughing at something that had happened to Tyler Lockwood in school that day, Maya had hoped he wasn't a huge douche as a child, but sadly she was proven wrong, Tyler was a dick, no matter how old he was, and had gotten into a shoving match with one of the guys in the year above him. The result had ended in a hilarious moment, when Tyler had tripped over his own feet after a particularly hard push and he ended up knocking over the cafeteria trash can and getting food all over him. Jeremy hadn't gotten to see it because he was still in Middle School, but Caroline, being the Queen Bee that she was, had her cell phone on her and filmed the whole thing. So, the three were giggling over the footage when Grayson Gilbert walked over to them and pulled the young boy up, stating that Uncle John was here and they needed to have 'family' time, of course that time didn't include Maya, as she'd made her dislike for the other Gilbert known from a young age.

Snickering at Jeremy's disgusted face, the girls waved at him as he was dragged away from them, "God I hate 'Uncle' John," Maya grimaced.

"Didn't he try sleeping with your mum once?" Caroline asked.

"Yep, I will be forever thankful that I was an energetic kid and 'accidentally' elbowed him in his balls!" Maya replied and Caroline burst into giggles, John Gilbert was a creep, and she was glad that Jenna never slept with him.

Their discussion was interrupted by Maya's phone ringing, and when she pulled it out the screen said 'Mr Mikaelson'. "Who's Mr Mikaelson?" Caroline asked.

Maya looked around and cast a quick silencing spell around her, ensuring that no one would be able to hear her conversation. "I'll tell you later, just stay quiet, I don't want him to know about you, he's dangerous." She flipped the phone open, putting it on speaker and answering, "So was I right, or are you hunting me down now so that I can beg for death?" she asked, causing Caroline's eyebrows to shoot up to her hairline.

She heard, dare she think it, an amused sigh, on the other end of the line "Are you utterly incapable of a proper greeting love?"

"My mistake Mr Mikaelson, please let me try again." In a nasally voice she said, "Witch Hotline, how may I direct your call this fine day?"

She definitely heard a muffled chuckle that time, "Yes, I'd like to be directed to the witch who sent me a lovely care package via her vampire best friend, I'd give you a name, but do you know, she hasn't actually told me what it is."

Caroline shot her a pouty look, she didn't like anyone else being referred to as Maya's best friend, "I see, hold please," she waited a moment before reverting back to her normal voice, "Mr Mikaelson! How may I be of service?" Klaus was clearly in high spirits, which meant he must have killed Mikael, finally.

"Well, last I checked love, you owed me a debt, and attempted to clear it by giving me Mikael's location and the only weapon capable of killing him. I'm calling to let you know that you are most certainly debt free."

"Mikael's dead?"

"Staked him myself," he confirmed, the moment Mikael had gone up in flames, he'd been met with a wave of relief completely foreign to him.

Maya smiled, that was one less problem she had to deal with, "I'm glad, he deserved to die. So is that all you're calling me for?"

Klaus was taken aback, she knew that Mikael was out to kill at least one Original, the progenitors of all vampires, but she actually sounded genuine when she spoke of his death, yes she was friends with at least two vampires, but witches weren't particular fans of the Originals, so he had thought that he might hear some regret when he spoke of Mikael's death, "Well, I was hoping for a name."

"Candace, Kelly, Marcus, I'm sorry you're going to have to be more specific," Maya teased before she could stop herself.

"Your name love, surely you know that now that you've helped me kill my greatest foe, you are not an enemy, and friends typically know each other's names."

Biting her lip to stop a girlish squeal, Klaus was potentially her friend! Tentatively her friend of course, but still, this was a huge step in the right direction. "My friends call me Mai," she replied softly, she couldn't give him any more than that, knowing that he'd try to look for her with any info she gave him.

"Mai, my friends call me Nik."

"Nik," she said, "I like it, it's nice to have a new friend."

"Indeed it is," Klaus had been hoping for more, but only last week he had threatened to murder everyone she loved and then torture her to death, so he supposed a last name was out of the question at the moment.

"Nik," she hesitated, "Can I ask, what are you going to do now? The Destroyer's gone and you're finally free."

"Well, I was thinking a family reunion would be in order, of course you're welcome to join, I'd love to thank you in person for all your help."

"I think maybe that's one reunion I'll have to miss, you're getting your family back after all, might be a little to violent for my fragile body."

"You've got me there, chances are it won't be as fun filled as I hope."

"Where are you planning on doing it? Just so I know to stay far out of reach."

"I was thinking New Orleans," Klaus responded, it was after all, his city.

"That's right, I heard your family built that city."

"You know your history, I'm impressed."

"There's a lot I know, stay in touch and you might get to know it too." Maya saw Caroline's eyes widen as she flirted with Klaus, the blonde had never seen her interested in anyone their age, so she was shocked when she saw Maya in action.

"I'll have to do that," Klaus promised, the witch had twice demonstrated not only her power, but her usefulness, and if he could have her, he would.

"Well, New Orleans wouldn't be my first choice for the reunion, but then they are your family."

"No? It's the city we were happiest in, I would think it's the best place to hold such an event."

"It's exactly that, you were happiest in New Orleans, personally, I wouldn't want to tarnish such a memory, because you don't have to be a genius to know that even with Mikael gone, your siblings are not going to be happy with you when you wake them."

"And where would you suggest?"

"If it were me? You and your siblings must have parted ways plenty of times in the past, I'd pick a place that doesn't hold many memories of your family together. Paint it as a fresh city, for a fresh start. That's what you want isn't it?"

"You still haven't said where you'd go."

"A city, obviously, give them the illusion of getting lost amongst the crowd, a place big enough where you all wouldn't have to see each other every day, but be able to know that you were in one place. Personally, I'd go to New York, but that's only because I love it there."

"Really?" Klaus asked, intrigued, if she loved it in New York, did that mean she made regular trips to the city? Would he be able to 'stumble' across the witch sooner rather than later?

Maya nodded, "Yep, I've visited every year since I was 10, I spend two weeks there in the Summer, and last year I went for week in December. I think the city's a magical place. But that's just my opinion, you'd need to find a place for yourself." She hoped that Klaus was curious enough about her that he'd go to New York instead of New Orleans, she didn't know what would happen if he went to the French Quarter this early. If the witches there were as powerful as they were in the Originals, it would be an issue, especially since they didn't have anyone that they could call on and trust completely, and she had no idea of what went down in Louisiana, again thanks to whatever happened to her when she was a kid.

"I'll have to give it some thought love, but perhaps you're right."

Maya could see that Caroline was about to burst with questions, so decided that it was time to wrap up her conversation, "Look, I've got to be somewhere soon, so I'll let you go, but do keep in touch, those pictures I got from your little 'booze' cruise with Enzo and Damon were delightful!" she hung up on him. It was becoming a bad habit with her, wanting to get the last word in with the Original was going to bite her in the arse someday.

Caroline demanded her attention, with her arms crossed over her chest and a look that stated that she should receive nothing but 100% truth, "What the hell was that?!"

Maya had managed to drag Caroline back to hers, before she answered the girl's questions, "Okay we're inside, now you better tell me who that was, or you'll regret it!"

Maya winced at the reminder of Caroline's ability to dole out swift but cruel retribution, she'd influenced the blonde way too much. "Okay chill." She sighed, mentally wondering exactly how much she be able to get away with telling her, "His name's Nik, or rather, Niklaus Mikaelson, he's a very old, very powerful vampire." At Caroline's unimpressed look she backtracked a little, "Okay, so he's more than old, he's ancient, an Original."

"Which means what exactly?"

"He, along with his siblings are the first vampires in history, every vampire after that comes from one of their bloodlines."

"And how old is he exactly?" Caroline pressed.

"Well," she said a little hesitantly, "He's a Viking, so like a thousand-ish."

"1000-YEARS-OLD!" Caroline shrieked, "You were flirting with a 1000-year-old who threatened to kill you!"

"He didn't so much as threaten me, more so he threatened everyone I love, and I was not flirting with him!"

"Okay 1. Yes, you were flirting, I'm 14 not 4, I know what flirting sounds like, and you missy were definitely flirting, and 2. I'm one of the people that you love! How are you flirting with someone that threatened me?! How did you even meet a 1000-year-old anyway? Did Enzo introduce you? He sounds dangerous, Enzo wouldn't introduce you to someone that would hurt you."

"I've actually never met him, Enzo, and by association Damon, were helping me, I needed something that could store my magic, so it doesn't just leach off from me whilst I slept. But you know, the witches hate me, and they hate vampires so they wouldn't help. Nik heard about two vampires pestering witches, looking for something unusual, and he had the means to get it. So in exchange for a favour of his choosing he helped me out."

"Wait, your necklace, you said a friend gave it to you! He gave that to you right?! I knew it was expensive!"

"Yes, I mean Enzo gave it to me, but Nik procured it, I actually think he had it made for me, but yes, he got it for me, and like I said, Nik and I have never met in person, we just talk over the phone. Or rather he threatens and I joke."

"Flirt," Caroline interrupted, "he threatens, and you flirt."

"I do not flirt with him."

"Let me see the pictures," Caroline demanded.

"Whaaat pictures?" she asked, trying to play dumb.

"You told this Nik guy that you had pictures of him on a booze cruise, now show me!"

Maya winced, "Right, you heard that."

"Computer, now!" Caroline held her hand and wiggled her fingers.

Maya rolled her eyes, Care was such a little gossip, "Fine," she acquiesced and grabbed her laptop from her room, booting it up she showed Caroline the pictures that Damon had actually sent her, it seemed like the Salvatore was trying to claw his way into her good books for the sake of Enzo, and so had kept in touch with her once he'd gotten through the raw pain of having his metaphorical heart ripped out by Katherine.

"Wow!" Caroline's eyes widened, "They're all so…"

"Hot?"

"Definitely," Caroline nodded, "So which one's which?" Caroline had heard all about Enzo and Damon, but she'd never actually met the two, Maya was always weary about putting her in harm's way, and she still didn't trust Damon. And Enzo practically stuck to Damon like glue, so he kept his visits short, or they met out of town.

"Alright, dark hair, clean shaven, piercing blue eyes, that is Damon Salvatore, of the founding families, an actual original founding family member. Hot? Yes. But heartbroken, he spent 140 years loving one woman, he thought she was trapped in a tomb under Mystic Falls," she held up her hand to stop Caroline from interrupting, "long story short, she wasn't, she was a selfish bitch who knew that he was in love with her, and waiting for her, and she didn't care, ergo heartbroken. The brunette with the smouldering good looks, dark eyes and stubble, that is Enzo, he is British, gorgeous, as you know he spent 60 years being tortured by an evil secret society a member of which is Elena's dad, and he is the only other person that I refer to as my best friend."

Caroline gave her a glare and then turned back to the screen, "So then this would be Nik? Hmm, hot, blond hair, blue eyes, oh are you crushing on a male version of me?"

Maya scoffed and hit Caroline in the face with a pillow, "Shut up, I am not crushing on him! And he is not a male version of you, you are light, and laughter and represent everything good in my life. Nik, uh, Nik is dark, and twisted, and terrifying, and old, and powerful."

"And charming, and playful, and hot," Caroline continued, "just admit it, you like him."

"I can't like him Caroline."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm 14 Sunshine!"

"And he's a vampire! You said you've never met him in person, so just…meet him when you're older." She shrugged, as though they weren't talking about a potential 'thing' with an Original, with the Original, the deadliest and most temperamental.

"You're terrible," Maya grinned.

"And yet you love me," Caroline replied with a smirk.

Klaus sat back in his studio, in the Penthouse he'd purchased in Manhattan, his siblings were arguing in the other room, Kol was angry at Rebekah for her betrayal of him in New Orleans, Rebekah mad at Elijah for a betrayal 200 hundred years ago, Finn was angry at Kol, Rebekah and Elijah for not freeing him from the dagger sooner, and all of his siblings were mad at him, for good reason, but he'd never admit that to any of them. Sighing as he heard yet another vase smash, he left their new home, he'd already been thrown through two walls, had a hot poker jabbed in his chest and had at least two daggers shoved in his heart, he'd let Elijah deal with rest of their tantrums, but right now he needed a drink, and as luck would have it, he had a couple of friends in town for the week.

"Nik!" Damon called as Klaus walked into the bar, "What took you so long? Enzo and I have already finished half the bottle." The older Salvatore had been acting like he was in better spirits, but it had only been a year since he'd had his heart broken so Klaus was sceptical.

The Original sat down with his friends, (and god was that an odd thing to think, it had been years since he actually had any, 90 years to be exact) "I had a little family trouble."

"Ah you finally woke them up then?"

Klaus shrugged, "Well my father's finally dead, technically I had no reason to keep them daggered."

"Let me guess, they're not particularly happy with you?" Enzo said, pouring bourbon for all three of them.

"I mean I get it, I daggered them! But if I hadn't, they'd be dead! Our father was on our trail and anytime one of them threw a tantrum, or got heartbroken they attracted attention, attention that would attract Mikael. What was I supposed to do?"

Enzo shrugged amused at his friend, "I dunno, maybe talk to them."

"Oh please, spoken like a man with no siblings!" Damon exclaimed, "Siblings are never reasonable, you can't just talk to them, they never would have listened!"

"See Damon knows what I'm talking about!" Klaus lifted his glass to take a sip of his drink.

"I don't think taking advice from Damon Salvatore about siblings, is a good idea, especially given his own relationship with his brother," Enzo pointed out.

Damon scoffed, "Rude, that's just so rude... but also true," he took another drink, "Stefan had no idea I had been kidnapped and was being tortured for five years. Come to think of it, he wasn't even in his ripper faze, he was too busy hanging with his best friend Lexi." Damon sneered, he never liked that bitch.

"Not a fan of your brother's friends, mate?" Klaus asked, this was exactly what he needed, someone to listen to his problems, and distract him with their own, plus he rather enjoyed Damon's absolute recklessness when it came to being around older vampires.

"Lexi Branson, she comes around every time Stefan's on a ripper binge to pull him out of it, and baby bro sent her to me in the seventies. He thought I was off the rails and had her try to get me to turn my emotions back on."

"And what did you do in response?" Klaus asked.

Damon smirked, there was a devious glint in his eye and Enzo raised a brow, he'd hadn't heard this story yet, "I let her think she was getting to me, made her fall in love with me, and then I slept with her and left her locked on a roof of a bar at dawn. She doesn't have a daylight ring."

Klaus laughed, "You're a little bit vindictive Damon."

"Oh, you've barely gotten to know me," Damon shrugged, "You'll learn not to be surprised."

Enzo rolled his eyes, unsure whether to be disappointed or amused at Damon's story, he was probably more amused truth be told, "Oh please you're not that interesting."

"I'm sorry, which one of us came up the Whitmore revenge plot? Hmm, oh that's right, me, not you, me." Damon pointed out.

"Oh what's this? What revenge plot?" Klaus asked, he loved a good bit of vengeance.

Enzo sighed, he was happy that Damon had, at least, stuck to that particular plan, "When Damon and I were down in the cells we needed something to keep our spirits up. We talked about revenge on Augustine, more importantly the lead 'researcher' Dr Whitmore. We couldn't just kill him, that was far too boring."

"So, after a little encouragement from Enzo, I came up with the perfect revenge plot."

"Do tell," Klaus leaned forward.

"Kill him." Damon said simply, throwing Klaus for a loop.

"What?" Klaus frowned, that didn't sound even a little devious.

"That was my response too," Enzo snorted, vividly remembering when he had this exact conversation with his best friend.

"But!" Damon exclaimed pouring another drink, "I didn't just kill him, I killed his whole family, except for one person, and then I let that person grow up, and have a family of their own, and then I did it again, and I'll keep doing it over and over again. Of course now Enzo's here he should probably get the next set of Whitmores."

"You keep leaving one person alive, so you can stretch out your revenge for as long as you want to." Klaus said in understanding, "I think it will be a while before I'm not surprised by you Damon."

"Wait are you saying that I don't look smart enough to pull off an elaborate revenge plot?"

"You said it," Klaus smirked, and Enzo laughed.

Damon gave a fake gasp, "You both suck! And I don't have to sit here and listen to you mock me!" he stood and headed over to a table full of women that had been shooting him and his friends flirty looks since they got there.

When Damon was far enough away from them Klaus turned to his other companion, "So how are things with you and the elder Salvatore?"

"What do you mean?"

"Come Enzo, I'm 1000-years-old, you think I don't know a man in love when I see one?"

"Oh please you did not figure that out yourself," Enzo challenged.

"Maybe I had a tip off."

"From who?"

Klaus shrugged and beckoned over a server to bring them another round, "Oh I might have had a lovely little conversation with a certain witch," he hinted.

"Bullshit," Enzo shook his head, "There's no way you've been talking to her."

"On the contrary, Mai and I have been having lovely discussions, once a week." He waved his phone in Enzo's face, showing him his call history.

Enzo frowned, "Mai? She didn't tell you anything about Damon and I."

"What makes you so sure?" Klaus asked, poking at his friend, Enzo and Mai were both quite secretive of their relationship with one another, but every time Klaus prodded, a little sliver of information would reveal itself.

"Just because we're friends," Enzo gestured to himself and Klaus, "Doesn't mean she trusts you, she only gave you her nickname."

Cocking his head Klaus took a drink, "She doesn't trust me yet, I'm sure a couple more conversations with her will have the witch spilling all her dirty little secrets."

Enzo fought the urge to growl at his friend, he knew that Maya would interest Nik, he knew that the Original would want her for himself, a powerful witch that was allied with vampires was rare, but he also knew that Maya was no fool. And it would take more than pretty words for Nik to gain Maya's trust. "Believe what you want, I guarantee you, it won't be as easy as you think."

Klaus raised a brow, "I'll take that as a challenge."

So Mikael's dead, Enzo, Damon and Klaus have become 'murder buddies', Jeremy has become much closer to Caroline and Maya, and Maya still has no idea what happened to her when she was 10. Will we find out anything about the mysterious shadowy figure? Tune in to find out!

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