Stefan sat quietly to the side, watching Rebekah and Elijah talk to Klaus. So much had happened to him today, while it all felt normal, he had never seen anything like it. He wondered what Klaus meant about Chloe being the cure? It would be something that he would question Chloe about later. There was power in words, he always felt; words give validation to what you feel. Enormous was the power he felt flowing through him as Chloe took part of Klaus; almost dropping him to his knees, he knew her truth in that moment. What he saw, what he felt as she punished Klaus; should be confirmation enough. It intimidated him a little. Knowing that she had the ability to do something like that, not knowing what else she was capable of; all while still trusting her, still loving her. He wasn't sure what to do with that.

Feeling drawn to look at Chloe, with a slight tilt of his head, he found her; looking out the window seemingly ignoring everyone in the room. Stefan knew better, she heard every word, saw every movement. The idea of being so closely connected to her; warmth flowed through him, filling him with contentment, I feel he had long forgotten, a feeling he never thought he deserved.

'Come stand by me.' Stefan loved how her voice caressed him from the inside, healing him with each caress.

He went to stand behind her without hesitation, wrapping his arms around her. Stefan could tell she didn't want to talk; she just wanted to be held. Just as she began to relax against him, she became tense in his arms. Before he knew what was happening, she threw him across the room. What the hell was happening? It was them that he noticed he was not the only she had thrown to the side; next to him lay Rebekah, Elijah and Klaus, all of them protected behind her. Stefan knew something was coming, something she felt she had to protect them from.

"Show yourself to me now!" She was fierce with her request, sending a shiver down Stefan's spine.

"As you wish, Guardian." The voice spit out the name Guardian, as if it was acid on his tongue.

In the moment Stefan tuned in closer to Chloe's feelings; he suddenly, for the first time in sense being connected to her, he felt. She have shut a door to their connection, taking herself from him; He could no feel her.

"You dare present yourself to me in such away?" Her power could be felt throughout the room, almost making each of them suffocate from it.

"What and wait for an invite?" as Stefan heard the words he notice a man standing very closely to Chloe. Closer than he would like; Stefan tried to take a step toward her, only to be forced back.

Stefan began to size him up, Chloe was tall for a female but this man towered over her. His arms were as thick as Stefan's legs; making Stefan think of a Spartan Warrior, the guy was all muscle. The guy was strong, Stefan wasn't sure that Chloe was stronger. He was wearing what Stefan could only think was a kilt, with the plaid pulled up draped casually over his shoulder, all being held together with a large studded leather belt, that not only supported his clothes but the two crisscrossed dirks he wore.

Stefan watched as they both seemed to be measuring each up, deciding who was going to strike first.

"Will you not kneel before me?" Stefan heard the command in her question.

The man's muscle didn't even twitch in response to her demand, "You do not deserve the honor."

"Shall I force you then, Zeek?" Chloe stood her ground

The warrior seemed to waver a little under Chloe's stare, Stefan knew she was trying to force him to his knees; he just wasn't sure how hard. An evil looking smile crossed the man lips as he hit Chloe square on the jaw. Stefan didn't think the others notice her slight flinch, they only noticed the blood that began to drip from her nose. Suddenly the room was filled with her laughter.

"KNEEL!" Chloe was immediately obeyed, "You dare?! You would risk punishment? For what?"

"You took away my son." Zeek spoke so softly, Stefan barely heard him.

"I took your son?" Chloe turned her back on Zeek, walking toward the table. "Zeek, are you failing to remember, it was you who denied your son the day he was born."

Stefan watched Chloe as she took a napkin from the table, wiping the blood from her nose. Zeek was still unable to move, Stefan could tell he was trying, as beads of sweat started to form on his brow. Stefan was beginning to feel uncomfortable not being able to know what Chloe was thinking, not being able to talk to her. He could tell though that she was having a hard time holding him in place.

"You know that is not our way! Yet you granted that witch her request, making him into an abomination." He was seething.

"Granting Esther's request was meant to be, had she been honest about Klaus; who his real father was, I would have left him well enough alone." Chloe had sadness in her voice as she spoke to Zeek. Stefan could tell that she was struggling.

"My hunters will kill them all; you will not be able to protect them." Zeek seemed overly confident to Stefan.

"Your own son killed the remaining of your Hunters; you are foolish to think you will succeed now while they are under my protection." Chloe walked over to him and lifted his face, not giving him the choice to look away. "Your son included."

"Is that a challenge, Chloe?" Stefan could tell he was baiting her, trying to make her angry.

Chloe struck out and hit Zeek hard, "You can also bleed, or have you forgotten? I am far stronger than you."

"There isn't a day that I have forgotten this. We are far from immortal Chloe, father made it so." Zeek still kneeled proudly before her.

"Father is not here to protect you, not this time Zeek." Chloe was smiling at him as if she knew a great secret.

"You think he would ignore me if I called?" Stefan wasn't sure if Zeek was being sarcastic or truthfully asking the question.

"Brother, he has, otherwise you would not be as you are and I would not be as I am." It was abvious to everyone that Chloe had more to say. "You killed our father! You think he will forgive you that?"

Everyone in the room still locked into place could feel the raw anger in Chloe's words.

"I wish for peace." To everyone that heard him, thought he sounded sincere.

That was when everyone in the room still locked into place, could move. It was the rush of raw anger, that Stefan felt that concerned him. This wasn't an anger felt from Zeek, but from Chloe. She looked over at all of them.

"Leave! Stephan, go get your brother and bring him back." It was not a command any of them was willing to disobey.