Felicity walked through the town of Salem with a basket in her hand. She needed to pick up some items for her dear friend Eliza Bennett. The townspeople would look at Eliza oddly whenever she purchased the herbs in question. With all the hysterics about Witches, the last thing Felicity wanted was to draw even more attention to the Bennetts – especially since they were indeed witches.

Her mind wandered a bit as she went through the motions of getting the herbs and other items from the marketplace. She couldn't stop thinking about the last time she saw Damon when she was Marie. Their contact was so short lived and she hadn't seen him since. Damon did frequent her dreams often enough so she felt a part of him was always with her.

Felicity had noticed something in this life. Tatia hadn't filtered through as often as she once had before. Her love for Klaus felt fainter since Marie died, but it was still there. She could not let go of how willing Klaus was to kill someone so dear to her, but the feelings were still there, even though a part of her hated him for it.

Damon had warned her when she was Nysa but she didn't listen to him. If she had then maybe things would have turned out differently. No, there was no maybe. Things would have turned out differently. Marie would have taken Katerina away to safety before they got too deep and when Damon found her they would have been able to live. 'If only' were such strong words but there was nothing she could do to change the past and thus had to keep moving forward.

She hadn't even noticed she was crying until a tear slid down her cheek. Felicity cleared her throat and wiped away the tears before moving onto the next errand. Her eyes swept over the crowd as she walked through the people. She was trying to figure out who was going to be falsely accused of Witchcraft next and who would be the accuser. It wouldn't be safe for her friends much longer but their leaving town would have to be timed just right or the Reverend would find cause to burn them anyway.

Felicity sighed, feeling the weight on her shoulders from lives before and the now. She entered the home she shared with the Bennetts and closed the door behind her. "Eliza?" she called out, walking to the kitchen. "Are you home?" Felicity set the basket on the kitchen table and heard sounds coming from upstairs and assumed her friend was there.

After removing her cloak and hanging it up, she went up the stairs to find Eliza. "Everything alright?" Felicity called out since she still hadn't heard Eliza say anything. Her wonder grew as she slowly turned into the upstairs hall. Was there an intruder? Should she need a weapon or simply run? Felicity didn't have a chance to even make a decision when a familiar face exited her room at the end of the hall. "Damon."

"I'm sorry I'm late," Damon replied as he walked towards her but it seemed she didn't care. Felicity practically ran to him and wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him deeply. Damon returned the kiss with such passion and picked her up to carry her into her bedroom. He didn't think Blair would mind. After all, it was her soul.

Felicity laid next to Damon, resting her head on his chest as she listened to his heartbeat. "What did you mean when you said you're not a Vampire yet?" She had been wondering that since Ailia but hadn't a chance to ask him about it until now.

Damon didn't think this was very good pillow talk but who know how long they would have together so he obliged. "In the future, when I'm sent back, I'm a Vampire. But you meet me before then, when you're Andrea. I won't know you then, so I'm not sure how that will work. I can tell you this – no matter what, I love you."

"And I love you, so I will behave as if I have never met you before," Felicity answered, looking up at him with loving eyes. "I would not risk what we have by telling you what is to come. You may think I am not in the right mind if I try," she laughed, thinking it was amusing in a way but also very serious.

"It wouldn't be the first time I'd think you were crazy," Damon teased before kissing her again.

When their lips parted, Felicity got out of bed and proceeded to get dressed. "How long do you think we have together this time?"

"Can't say," Damon admitted. "You never told me anything about this life. In fact…I still don't know your name."

Felicity laughed as she pulled on her dress and pulled out her hair, turning back to him so he could help her button up the back. "My name is Felicity."

"Felicity," Damon repeated. "I like that."

She turned around to face him and gently placed her hand on the side of his face. "How is it you always come back the same? Your face never changes."

"You see my soul," Damon explained. "As I see yours when I look into your eyes."

Felicity was reminded of something in that moment and looked away, not wanting to ruin anything.

Damon could clearly see there was something she wasn't saying and wanted to hear it. "What just happened?"

Felicity took a deep breath before answering him. "Klaus has said something like this to more than one of my past lives. He would tell me there was something in my eyes that captivated him." She cleared her throat and walked away, not wanting to discuss this any further. "You should get dressed. Eliza will be home soon and there is much to discuss."

"Like what?" Damon asked, wanting to know what is going on.

Felicity paused at the door long enough to say, "Her family need to leave Salem tonight and I am going to help them do it."

Eliza and the other members of the Bennett family all sat and stood around the dining room table as they went over the plan for them to leave Salem that night. "I do not like this," Eliza interjected firmly. "How do you intend to distract the entire town while we make our escape?"

"I have an idea," was all Felicity had to say about that.

Damon crossed his arms, not liking where this was going because he knew what Blair was willing to do in order save someone she loved – sacrifice herself – and he had a feeling this is where she got it from. "And what exactly is your plan?"

"Let me worry about that," Felicity answered as she stood and smoothed out her dress nervously. "Eliza, you and your family need to gather your things. You leave at midnight."

"I swore to protect you," Eliza countered. "My family swore to protect you, Felicity. We are not leaving unless you are coming with us."

"Do you truly believe the Selectmen won't notice you gone if there is no distraction?" Felicity shook her head a bit incredulously. "Your family is too important to risk. I will not discuss this any further. You and your family are leaving tonight." She looked around at the other Bennett Witches in the room. "Am I understood?"

They all looked to Eliza since she was essentially the head of the family and agreed only when she nodded. There were several among the family that did not agree with Felicity's plan but if meant their livelihoods then they were willing to overlook it.

Eliza left with her family without a word in order to prepare themselves for their departure. It wasn't until they were gone that Damon went over to Felicity. He was not going to be dismissed so easily. "What is your plan, Felicity?"

She straightened her posture in order to keep composure as she answered. "I swear I did not think of this until before they arrived. If I thought of it before then I would have done things differently with you…"

Damon really didn't like the sound the sound of this. "Felicity, what are you going to do?"

"The Reverend and the Selectmen are looking for a Witch," Felicity took a deep breath before telling him what her plan was. "So I am going to give them one." She walked away into the kitchen, hoping that would end the conversation but was prepared if it wasn't.

It took Damon two seconds to realize what she was up to. He followed her as he gave her a piece of his mind. "This is insane! You're going to sacrifice yourself for the distraction? There must be another way."

"This is the only way to ensure the entire town is distracted so the Bennetts can leave without detection." Felicity turned around to face him, her back to the counter and the knife sitting upon it. "I don't expect you to understand."

"No, I do understand," Damon shot back. "Your lives have death wishes! Why are you always so quick to throw away your life?"

"I will come back," Felicity simply answered. "I always come back. Just as I know you will as well."

Damon was a bit confused by this. "What is that supposed to…" He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence before Felicity drove a knife right into his stomach. "What…"

Felicity cried as she pulled the knife out and helped Damon to the floor. "I love you, Damon and I am so sorry but I need to protect them. We will see one another again. I will look for you."

Damon tried to get something out but coughed up some blood before he could and moments later his soul moved onto his next destination…

End Journey 5 - Felicity