Solving the Puzzle

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Anyways, enough on AD. Now on to Desires of the Heart…

Damon POV

Rebekah pours me a drink and sits next to me by the bar.

The others walk outside to the balcony, talking amongst themselves, leaving me and her alone.

I eye her warily as I down my drink, knowing she totally wants to ask about Stefan.

Feeling benevolent, I tell her what I know she should and wants to hear.

"He loved you Blondie," I say.

A mixture of sadness and anger seeps into her features. She takes a nearby decanter and takes a deep swallow.

"Whatever Damon. He wanted his beloved doppelganger. That's why he left. For all I know, he's probably on a beach somewhere, cuddling up with some whore."

I narrow my eyes at her. "If that's true, then why are you coming?"

"To give him a piece of my mind, of course" she says easily, taking another swig.

"Stefan spent 15 years with you here in New Orleans. I doubt you two are practicing celibacy. He loved you."

Rebekah lets out a heavy sigh, putting down the liquor. "Why are you doing this Damon?" she says tiredly.

"Because I'm tired of watching people who obviously love one another, waste time playing games. Yeah we're immortal, but that doesn't mean we don't have a stake somewhere with our names on it. Shit happens, Blondie. And when it does, and you lose that person you all of sudden realized you loved because they're gone, all you're left with is grief and regret."

I grab the liquor that Rebekah was guzzling earlier, and drink, suddenly needing to get trashed. God. When did I get so freaking sentimental?

Then a little voice answered me in my head: Since Elena died.

I drink more as Rebekah gives me a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry Damon," she says softly. "And we'll find Stefan. Together."

I pass her back the decanter, and she takes it with a small smile, knocking it back just as mini Klaus comes into the room.

I still can't believe he's Barbie and Ken's son, but trust me, you don't need to go on Maury to get a paternity test on this kid. The more I look at him, the more undeniable it is who his parents are.

He looks like a white version of Blade with his fancy sword strapped to his back. Something tells me that not all the gear he's packing. This kid's no joke. All he's missing is the trench coat and sunglasses.

"Ready?" he asks all business like.

Rebekah and I silently nod.

Just then, Super hybrid and Barbie comes down the stairs.

"You're going?" Klaus asks the kid.

The rest of the group comes back from the balcony into the room, staring.

"Yeah. We don't have much time and I think the time of talking about what we're going to do is past. It's time to actually do."

Klaus and Caroline nod with agreement. Caroline passes Klaus and gives the kid a hug.

"Be careful," she whispers.

He gives her the Klaus' smirk, making me inwardly cringe at the resemblance. "I don't know how else to be Mom."

"Very well," says Klaus. "You, Bekah and the Salvatore go find Stefan. We'll wait for word from you regarding Claire."

He smiles broadly at this, almost as if he wants to say something, but he glances at the witch, and simply responds, "Sure."

Klaus puts his hand on his shoulder. "Don't die. It isn't a good look," he says seriously.

The kid lets out a chuckle. "I don't plan to Father."

He then nods at me and Rebekah and goes out the door. We follow him outside as I flash to my car. Once we start driving, I look at Henry (that's his name, right?) curiously. After the third time I look over, mini Klaus sighs.

"Just get it off your chest Damon," mutters Henry. He leans back on the seat and closes his eyes, ready to go to sleep I assume.

"How are you so old?" I ask without hesitation.

I hear Rebekah shuffle in the backseat, sitting up.

"I thought you would ask something more relevant, like why did I decide to help you."

"I was going to get to that."

"I'm from the future."

I laugh. "So, you're like Marty McFly from Back to the Future? Not buying it."

He smiles. At least he doesn't have a short temper like his daddy dearest. "It's the truth and it's also why I decided to help you find Stefan," he says calmly, eyes still closed.

"Oh?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Silas takes his form and kills us all including you. I figure if we find the real Stefan, Silas can't take his form to kill us. Furthermore, the fact Stefan has been missing so long without a trace is also suspect."

He opens his eyes. "Stefan is critical to Silas. I just don't know why."

"So what's the plan?" mutters Rebekah. "How do we find him?"

"Maybe Bonnie can help," I say, thoughtfully. "I haven't seen her since Klaus's mansion three years ago but…"

"Wait," interrupts Rebekah, "the mansion? You were there when Silas attacked Caroline and Claire?"

I shuffle in my seat uncomfortably, knowing where this was going. "Okay, Blondie. Don't get your panties all caught up in a bunch. Bonnie and I saved Caroline. Baby Klaus was already staked when we got there. I took them outside to where Klaus found them, came back and Bonnie and Silas were gone. I wasn't going to stick around for Klaus to see me."

"Well, help from the Bennett witch is out of the question," says Rebekah. "She's possessed by Qestiyah. She kills us with Bonnie's body with Silas in the future."

I feel my heart drop. "Well. That…sucks."

"We definitely need to go back to Mystic Falls," says Henry with conviction, rubbing his chin, deep in thought.

I shake my head. "Stefan is not there. Trust me. I looked."

"No…he's there. Or at least, he will be." Henry says slowly.

I let out a huff of frustration. "How do you know?"

"Because everything happened or will happen there!" he exclaims. He gets more excited as he talks as if he's slowly completing a long, complicated puzzle. He starts counting off his fingers as he continues: "Claire getting staked, Elena's death, Bonnie's disappearance, even the bloody wedding where everyone dies in the future! Mystic falls is at the center. And there's a reason Qestiyah decided to possess the Bennett witch. What spell is important to Silas that he needs a Bennett witch for?"

Wow. The kid's brilliant. "He needs her to bring down the veil…" I say. My mind going a mile a minute.

"And to complete that hybrid potion. Remember, Silas only has the incomplete copy. Plus, we know the sob story of Silas bringing down the veil just so he can take the cure and die is BS," says Rebekah. "Then why do it?"

"Immortality," I answer. "As long as the veil's down, he can't die as long as…"

"…he stays in Mystic falls," Henry and I say in unison.

"Okay…" says Rebekah slowly. "But I still don't get why Stefan would be there."

Henry shakes his head. "It's just smart. What's that saying? Keep your friends close..."

"…and your enemies closer," I finish with a smirk.

"If Stefan is a threat," continues Einstein mini Klaus, "or whatever he is to Silas, Silas is going to make sure he's in Mystic Falls. And I bet you, that's why, three years ago, Silas attacked mom and Claire when they were there. Not just because of the hybrid potion, but because they were a threat and could keep them close."

"Ugh. My brain hurts," groans Rebekah, rubbing her temples.

"We'll be there in a few hours," I say.

"But. Wait," Rebekah's eyes grow wide with fear, dropping her hands to her sides. "If Silas convinced Qestiyah to put the veil down, doesn't it mean that everyone that died who is supernatural is alive now?"

A hush falls in the car until Henry responds.

"Yes," says Henry, a slow grin spreading on his face. "But no worries. We'll have backup."

Both Rebekah and I look at him, curious, but say nothing. I have no idea what he's smiling about, but there's no way that having Mikael or Esther and Co. potentially walking around is a good thing.

Yeah. Not a good thing at all…

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Klaus POV

I watch the door close behind them, and try not to worry. I feel Caroline's arms wrap around me.

"They'll be okay," she whispers.

I turn to her. "I could care less about Damon," I mutter, trying not to be obvious with my feelings.

She rolls her eyes. "You know what I meant."

I give her a smirk and turn to everyone else. "So. Everyone ready for a road trip?"

Elijah, Caroline and Marcel throw me a confused look.

"We're not staying here and playing by Damon's rules," I explain, not bothering to hide my disgust about the idea. "To hell with the Ripper. He's probably just as annoyed as I am being around Damon and just needed a breather. We're getting Claire."

Marcel is grinning from ear to ear just as Sophie says, "Already on it."

She grabs Qestiyah's grimoire and marches to the door.

I give the witch a look. "What do you mean?"

"Oh," she turns to me. "Henry knew you wouldn't go along with the deal, so he told me the spell I needed to perform to find Claire once we were back at Mystic falls. Hope you don't mind us stopping at your old house?" she asks casually.

I let a slow smile spread to my features as Elijah clasps my shoulder from behind.

"Seems like you didn't raise a fool, Niklaus. He can even predict your thoughts."

My smile widens."Seems so Brother. Seems so."

I grab my keys as Caroline grabs my jacket.

"Let's get this done. I'm totally over this Silas drama," she says with a huff, following Sophie outside.

"Tell me about it," mutters Marcel.

When we leave the family home, we all climb into my black SUV and begin the long drive to Mystic Falls.

A/N Klaroline fluff and Silas crashes the road trip! But whose group? You know your questions, comments and suggestions keeps this boat sailing. Don't be shy and leave a review ;)!