Natasha's POV

I sat anxiously on the balcony located in my hotel room. After Elijah saved me from the hole he took me to this hotel room he had gotten when Rose called him. Not many words were discussed between the two of us, but his actions spoke louder than his words. Unlike most vampires, he hadn't once made a move to drink from me, forced me to share a bed with him or keep me under constant surveillance. Well, he was in his room one door down and as an original he could hear me perfectly. He had not only given me my own bed, but my own room as well. I was watching passerby's on the balcony. I rested my head on the hammock, something I loved so much. I sighed wondering if I would see my family again. Elijah had never seen my kind before, so he was unlikely to let me go. However, he did want Elena so he may bargain with us. I had a feeling he wanted Elena more, so I would make a sacrifice for my family. I would get Elijah to get me stay with him and in exchange he would hopefully leave my family alone. This conversation was something I hoped to bring up later on at dinner. I was broken out of my thoughts by a soft knock on the sliding door. Elijah came through and I looked up at him. "You may want to start getting ready for dinner." He suggested.
"I don't have anything to wear." I said referring to my torn dress and heels from the masquerade.
"I will provide you with some." Wait, Elijah has girl clothes? Or he got one of his workers to get me something. I'll go with the second one.

I stood from the hammock and walked towards the bathroom and stripped. I hopped in and allowed the warm waters to clean my body. After I finished I walked out and dried myself with the fluffy towel. I noticed a dress hanging on the door and I grabbed it. I unraveled it to see a gorgeous purple dress that reached my ankles. I set it down and applied my make up. Once I finished I slipped the dress on and did my hair in its natural waves before exiting. I put on the heels by the door and walked out to the main room. Elijah was there with two other people, who I assumed were vampires. One of them was a petite women and the other was a steroid like man. He slightly intimidated me, but I tried my best to overlook it. Elijah looked up from his book. "Ah, you look lovely. Come along Natasha." He offered me his arm and I accepted it, knowing it was best not to argue with an original. The women exited first and led us to the elevator with the man following at the back. I felt his eyes wander over my body and I felt them lock on my butt. I looked down uncomfortable, but no one took notice.

Elijah took me to a high end restaurant that made me question my outfit. The girl and guy had left after escorting us to his car. Elijah had led me in and the hostess' eyes wandered over the man holding my arm. His grip wash't demanding, but tight enough to let me know, not to try to run or disobey him. After the lady sat us down he ordered for us. He got some fancy wine, that's name I din't even try to pronounce. We then ordered our food and I got a simple salad. When the waiter left I felt Elijah's eyes wander over to me. I looked up and he had a look of curiosity in them. "Yes?" I asked trying to be polite in my natural soprano.
"Do you mind telling me about your powers?" He asked. I laughed lightly. His face showed confusion.
"That's a question I've been asked many times." I still explained to him my powers and their limitations.

"You're a rather shy one, you know." Elijah said rather blunt. My blush gave me away.
"Just the way I am." I responded and decided to be brave.
"I have a proposal to offer." This seemed to get his attention as a smile came to his face.
"Or... w-we can drop i-it." I said afterwards.
"No, you just fascinate me. You seem shy and staying low, but yet you have such brilliance that you don't show. Do tell me what your future holds."
"My supernatural or dead one?" He raised his eyebrows at my question.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't expect to make it to college, if that's what you're asking. I always wanted to be a poet or maybe a writer. When I found out about this and the target I carry, I doubt I can make it far."
"What about a future as a vampire?" He offered.
"Tempting, but no. I will lose my powers which is great, but eternal life and all the temptations such as blood isn't necessarily attractive. N-no offense." I said the last part quickly.
"No harm done. I wouldn't want this life. Why do you want to lose your powers?" He asked.
"The burden it carries is horrific. My options to lose it is being a vampire and death itself."
"What about if you weren't in this mess, where would you see yourself in ten years?"
"A poet in New York City. Somewhere a little more peaceful, where I could have a hammock and my music."
"What about family?"
"I love children, but I don't see them." He didn't ask about a husband or anything.
"What was your proposal?"

I now sat in my hotel room thinking of dinner. He was baffled by my offer and took it into consideration.

Stefan's POV

Elena had just left in denial, wondering if there is a powerful vampire coming after her. Rose and Damon were arguing over the fact if Klaus was real or not. "I know how to prove it." Rose announced.
"Please enlighten us." Damon spoke sarcastically.
"The cognitionist." Natasha.
"You mean Elena's sister, Natasha?" Damon asked.
"Nooo." Rose snapped sarcastically as well.
"That is were we met a problem." Damon spoke.
"Why?" Rose questioned.
"When we killed Elijah, we lost Natasha in the fight. We don't know where she is." I spoke up.
"How many times has she died or gone missing?" Damon wondered.
"The first time would be when you attacked her." I spat.
"How can she help?" Damon said.
"She sees the dead and all. If she can spark a connection, say through Elijah."
"Like she did with Damon on the tomb vampires." I muttered.
"Huh? Well, she can see him through Elijah and then she can see him alive probably killing someone." Rose finished.
"Wait, wait, wait. She can see if someone is alive too?" I asked baffled.
"She is indeed powerful." Rose replied.

Elena's POV

We walked into Slater's place and we look around. We found him. Dead. The thing that I notice is a strange scrawl on the floor. Rose notices it to and we see he clawed out with his hand one word. Natasha. My eyes widen, so this most be the Slater who told her about vampires. "This would't happen to be your sister would it?" Rose asks.
"I think we definitely need her."

Natasha's POV
I hear a light buzz and I see Elijah asleep on his bed. He and I had been talking and he went to sleep. I slowly grabbed my phone and gasped at it. I crept into my room, but stopped by the doorway. Slater was dead. They needed the password to his computer and I quickly typed it in. Just as I sent it I felt my phone being grabbed. I looked up to see the man from earlier. "What a bad little girl." He growled. I gulped and walked away. He caught my wrist and sent my flying into the television. I hit the thing hard and struggled to breathe, but caught the man bowing down to Elijah. Elijah walked over to me after killing the man and offered me his wrist. I knew what it could do, but I struggled against him. He huffed in frustration and with one arm he easily pulled me down. He put his now bleeding wrist to my mouth, but I refused to open it. When he forced it open his eyes widened at the sight before him. My necklace was in my mouth the same necklace I found when I found out about being a death seer.

The same necklace that was my own piece of magic.

The same necklace that could take me away from here.

Away to my meadow.

Away to my garden of perpetual peace.

Stefan's POV

I looked on daly as Damon walked away from the tomb, leaving me with Katherine. I walked back into the cave wishing I had hunted before coming here. I heard Katherine sniff and then stiffen. I followed her actions and smelled a familiar scent. I stood up with Katherine by my side and by the iron gate I saw an unconscious Natasha.