He confuses Katrina with Camille. There are nights where he dreams of finding Camille lying lifeless in the alley. Other times he dreams of Katrina living in modern day New Orleans. He's disturbed by his dreams and seeks out a witch to dig into his subconscious. His worst fear is confirmed when the witch recognizes Katrina's soul is reborn into Camille. It happens when someone dies violently and her soul does not move on.

Are we destined to cross paths? Our souls have been seeking each other.

Hope is born into a world where she inherits all of the enemies from her father.

With the aid of Elijah and Marcel, Klaus sets plans in motion to stage Hope's death. Looking out the balcony, he strategizes his next moves like a chess player.

Sounds of high heels hit his bedroom floor.

"Klaus." Cami's voice is full of sadness. She rushes to his side at the news of Hope.

This time, I will protect her.

He hears himself talking to her, calling her beautiful and then sending her away. It hurts watching her walk away from him but he needs to stay strong for his Hope and Camille. Silent tears give away his true emotions.

Some wise person once said "The things that matter have a way of coming back to you."

Camille is in the middle of a Halloween parade on Frenchmen street. The crowd swallowing her, making her just a needle in a sea of haystack. Her conversation with Davina is making her anxious. Before she can change Davina's mind, she feels this ache in the pit of her stomach. Seconds later, a familiar voice graces her ears. Klaus materialized in the middle of the crowd. His gaze is casual yet honed in on her; his posture is relaxed yet poised to pounce at any second.

He found me. Angry words comes out of her mouth. She hears herself berating him about cutting his ties with her but then agreeing to find Davina together.

Sitting in the car with him, she feels her insides churning. The butterflies in her stomach manifests itself when he is close. She hates that feeling. I'm in control, not him. "I need to pee." she tells him. He stops his car at a bar in the middle of the woods. She opens the car door and then turns around, "Stay here. I'll be right back."

At the bar, she orders a shot of whiskey to calm her nerves. Not seeing Klaus in all these months did nothing to put out the fire that stirs when she is in his presence. She downs the liquor and orders another.

"Stay in the car, you said! I'll be right back, you said!" Klaus' accusatory voice sounds in the dingy dive bar. She wants to get away from her emotions so bad she lost track of time. With the help of liquid courage, she starts talking to him like the therapist that she is. They talked and talked. Just like old times. Klaus confesses everything and for a moment there she believes they are settling back into their old friendship.

There's a pause at the mention of his father, she hears a melancholy song echoing in the background. I see you, Klaus Michaelson. She says to herself.

She finds herself standing up and asking Klaus to dance. "…there are good things in life..." She touches his hand. For a second, she thought he is going to withdraw his hand instead he takes a step closer to her and they start to slow dance. The song in the background grows louder, voicing her inner turmoil. Her heart beats erratically matching his heartbeat. They are dancing, no they are falling…