"Okay," Selina told Ethan as she helped him tie his tie and do other last minute things before he left with Jeffrey for his uncle's wedding. "Remember, be polite and say 'Thank you', and all that business."

"Yes, Mother," Ethan promised. "I will."

"Are you all packed?" She asked. "Got your PJs in your suitcase and everything?"

"Yes," Ethan nodded. "I did. We're staying with his uncle, you know. That's one of the perks of being with someone who's related to the wedding party. Are you and Father going to be okay here all by yourselves?"

Selina sighed. "Well, tonight is a full moon, so I'm sure your father and I will find a way to occupy ourselves."

Just then, there was a honk outside. Selina gave Ethan his scarf and sent him on his way, before running to knock on Elijah's office door.

"Ethan is gone!" She called. "We're all alone!"

"Good," Elijah called back from his office. "Come in here, would you?" He neglected to mention that his brother had come to visit while Selina was getting Ethan's gift for the wedding and was now with him in the room.

"Just a minute," Selina said, and dropped the bathrobe she was wearing. "Okay. I'm coming in!"

She opened the door and let out a shriek when she realized that Klaus was in the room with Elijah.

"Well there's something I haven't seen for awhile," he said with a smirk while his brother glared at him.

"For heaven's sake, Niklaus," Elijah snapped after elbowing his brother in the gut."Have some good sense and look away while Selina covers herself up!"

"You could have told me he was in here, you know!" Selina cried, grabbing her robe.

"Well, how was I supposed to know you were going to stride in here sans clothing?" Elijah cried.

"Cause that's what I usually do when I come to see you in here!" Selina snapped while Klaus raised an eyebrow. "Interesting," he said. "That means you have a lot more room than than is in a closet."

"Oh, would you shut up! We didn't only do it in a closet!" Selina cried, blushing furiously as Elijah raised an eyebrow, and she tied up her robe before turning her attention to her husband. "I'm gonna go...type up more of your journals, all right?"

"Of course," Elijah nodded.

"Be sure and bundle up!" Klaus called after her, laughter in his voice that was more for his brother than her. "It's a tad nippy in this house!"

"Now was that strictly necessary to do?" Elijah asked his brother. "The poor girl is embarrassed enough as it is without you making it worse!"

"And I don't know why that is," Klaus said. "Considering that I've seen everything she's got. We had three children, remember."

"Oh, I remember," Elijah replied. "It's impossible to forget. Do you know what's happening with them these days, or are you all about Savannah and Vivi?"

"Of course not!" Klaus replied. "I see Roxanne all the time at the bar. Lucy called the other day and said she's going to come for Christmas, and Adrian is too! You wouldn't mind Selina coming to complete our little family reunion, would you?"

"I suppose," Elijah replied. "But after you humiliated her so thoroughly, I don't know how willing she'll be to be in your presence."

"Oh, you can't be serious!" Klaus chuckled. "She has good mental fortitude. Surely she knew I was only joking."

"I'm not so sure," Elijah replied. "But I guess we'll see, won't we?"

At first, Elijah thought he would have to concede that Klaus was right. After his brother had gone, he found Selina typing up his journals as she said she was going to. She was doing that in the library and didn't come out until just before it was time for him to go outside and deal with his transformation. She joined him then and they ran around the yard and acted like the animals they were, but when Selina changed back, she looked at her naked body, eyes wide, before grabbing her clothes and running into the house.

By the time Elijah joined her, she wasn't scantily clad to continue what they'd done outside (like usual), but was wearing a pink flannel pajama set, a bathrobe, socks, and slippers. She then eyed him apologetically. "You know, I'm really worn out from what we just did, and I think I want to go straight to sleep. You don't mind, do you?"

"No," Elijah replied, even though he was a little disappointed. "Whatever you need. I don't mind."

"Thank you," she said. She then got in bed and faced away from him, pulling the blankets over her head before asking him to turn off the light.

"Goodnight, dear," he told her. "Sleep well."

"You too," Selina replied, her voice muffled. "Good night."

Her strange behavior continued until finally, after a week, Elijah called her into his office. "Are you all right?" He asked her after calling her into his office. She was bundled up in a sweat suit and tennis shoes with her hair hanging down in her face. As she approached his desk, she didn't meet his eyes. "I'm fine," she mumbled. "Nothing is wrong."

"Something certainly is wrong!" Elijah cried. "You're dressing horribly, you act skittish every time you're around me, you can't even look me in the eye...what is going on?"

"I'm-I'm sorry I let your brother see me naked!" Selina blurted out. "I didn't mean for it to happen, and I thought that if I talked to you, you would be mad and want to divorce me or something, so I decided to compensate by covering up instead. You know, wearing things that didn't show off any of my assets. And it sort of freaked me out to be naked too. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Elijah was astonished by her outburst. "Are you telling me that you were afraid of how I would react to a complete accident, so you just bottled up your feelings and drove yourself crazy for a week?"

"Yes," Selina nodded.

He put his arms around her. "Don't do that," he said firmly. "That was how my father taught my siblings and I to deal with things, and I love you too much to cause you the same stress that he did. I don't blame you for what happened with Niklaus."

"You don't?" Selina asked in amazement.

"No," Elijah sighed. "It was my fault for not warning you he was here. His car is getting worked on, so he had Vivi zap him here. You couldn't have known unless I told you, and I didn't. I won't divorce you for something that is my fault. And plus, I know you're not attracted to Klaus anymore. I have no other reason to worry."

"Of course I'm not!" Selina replied. Then, Elijah looked into her eyes. "I love you, Ms. Warren Mikaelson."

Selina smiled, throwing her arms around his middle. "I love you too, Mr. Mikaelson."

Then Elijah let her go and said, "Klaus told me that Lucy and Adrian were coming to stay with him and Amy for the holidays, and wondered if you'd be interested in going as well. What do you think?"

"Sure," Selina replied. "And why don't you come too? I know it's been awhile since you've seen Lucy or Adrian."

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Elijah replied and gave her another hug.

That weekend, Charlie met Elizabeth at the park. "Are you okay?" he asked her. "I mean, really? Your mom's been talking to my mom and apparently, you're not doing so well."

"I told you that I'm struggling with fitting in sometimes," Elizabeth said. "But it's getting better. I've decided to stop trying to drink blood."

"Well, that's good," Charlie replied. "Cause it doesn't do you a lot of good."

"Cookies and cake and stuff don't do you a lot of good, but you still eat them," Elizabeth pointed out."

"That's a good observation," Charlie replied. "But it's still not the same thing."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "It's all so silly!" She said. "And I don't know what to do to make it better. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Charlie asked.

"We can go to bed again," Elizabeth said. "My parents probably wouldn't mind now."

Charlie sighed. "All right," he said. "Let's go."

Instead of going to his house or hers, they headed to a hotel, where Charlie compelled the desk clerk to give them a room. They took the key card and went to the room, and after shutting the door behind them (and drinking a couple of the little bottles from the minibar), they began making out.

"You didn't bring your phone, did you?" Charlie asked as he kissed her neck.

"No," Elizabeth shook her head. "That would mean we could be interrupted, and that's no fun!"

Charlie laughed. "You're a smart girl," he said. "That's what I love about you,"

"Oh, surely that's not all you love me for," Elizabeth said.

"Of course not," Charlie replied. "But it's on the list."

They then pulled apart and Elizabeth got up to go to the bathroom and get out of her clothes. She'd undressed and was washing her hands when Charlie heard her cry out. He pulled off his shirt and ran to the bathroom door. "Are you all right?" He called. "Can I help you?"

"Don't come in here!" Elizabeth ordered. "I knocked over the glass by the sink and cut myself. I don't want you to cut yourself too."

But instead of being deterred by this explanation, Charlie put on his shoes and headed inside, sucking in a breath when he saw that Elizabeth's hand was bleeding. He deftly threw the glass in the trash and examined her injury.

"What happened here?" He asked, looking at each of her bloody fingers. "You didn't try to clean up the glass by yourself, did you?"

"Maybe," Elizabeth replied, breathing hard as he began slowly licking her palm, his eyes turning black. "I told you not to come in here!"

Charlie let out a pleasured moan as her blood slid down his throat. "I couldn't let you do that," he told her. "Think of how hurt you would have been if you'd cleaned up this mess by yourself. How much more blood there would have been, just flowing, flowing out..."

She then let out a cry as he grabbed her and pushed her hair off her neck, sinking his fangs in her skin. He was able to stop a lot sooner than he thought, but she was still very messy and so was he. He turned on the shower, put her inside it, and then stepped in after her, groaning in shame as all that blood washed off her body, and went down the drain.