"I'm sorry about what happened with you and the blood the other day when I had to go get Kol out of trouble," Elijah apologized to Selina for what seemed like the thousandth time. "Here you were, suffering and I had to way to know about it so I could come and help you."

"You don't have to beat yourself up," Selina told him patiently. "The boys helped me."

"Yes, but what if they hadn't shown up while you were still able to keep your thirst at bay?" Elijah asked. "Something really bad could have happened."

"It could have happened, but we were lucky and it didn't," Selina reminded him, coming over to hug him the best she could. "You need to stop beating yourself up over this or you're gonna go insane."

"You're right, I guess," Elijah sighed. "So…was it just the boys who came over?"

"No, Adrian brought his friend Kai, too," Selina replied. "You know, the one who caused all the trouble at Amanda and Viktor's wedding and then ran off with Victoria? He didn't seem so bad now that I had a chance to really get to know him."

"I don't know if you associating with him is such a good idea," Elijah told her. He sounded very doubtful.

"Why?" Selina asked. "Cause you think he'll pull me over to the dark side again?" Selina asked.

"Well, yes!" Elijah nodded. "You understand why I worry, don't you?"

"Yes, I do," Selina nodded. "But I think the only thing he wants from me is my baked goods and you have nothing else to worry about. If Gregory didn't seem worried about my associating with Kai, I don't think you should. Can't you just trust me?"

"All right," Elijah sighed. "I trust you. I trust that you know what your limits are and when to say 'No'. I do."

"By now I should hope so!" Selina nodded. Then she sat down and pulled her hair up off her neck. "Could I have a neck massage, please?" She requested.

"Of course," Elijah obliged, coming up behind her and gently massaging her neck with one hand while playing with her dark hair with the other. He tried to maintain his breathing as she moaned and said, "Yes, that feels good!" In a soft, breathy voice.

When she finally told him that he'd done enough, he kept his hands on her shoulders and leaned down to gently kiss her neck.

"You can give me a nibble too," she whispered. "I don't mind."

"Not right now," he whispered back against her ear. "But I will soon, I promise."

"All right, but you better keep that promise," Selina told him before giving an exaggerated yawn. "I think I wanna go to bed, don't you?"

"Just to be clear, you don't actually mean that you're tired, right?" Elijah asked.

"No," Selina said, grabbing him and giving him a big kiss. "Does that clear it up for you?"

"Yes," Elijah nodded, leading her into the bedroom and locking the door behind them as they slowly undressed one another and fell onto the mattress, kissing each other wildly before Elijah pulled back to breathe. "I think it does."

"Are you all right?" Stefan asked Felicity. He'd just gotten off the phone with Damon after listening to him rant about Thomas for several minutes and it had made him a bit impatient about everything. "You haven't really talked to me in several days and you seem to just leave rooms when I come in them."

"Well, that's because I've been trying to think of how to tell you what I want to tell you, and it's kind of hard to do that when you're in the room with me," she said. "But I'll just get it out there: I think you and I should break up."

"What?" Stefan asked. "Why?"

"Well, and answer honestly," Felicity requested. "Do you really think our relationship is really doing either of us any good anymore? I mean, it was good when I was a kid, but now, I don't know. And I thought you'd be jumping up and down at the idea. I remember you saying from the beginning that all you wanted was to be free of me."

"Well, that was when you were small and annoying," Stefan replied. "Things have changed."

"Yeah," Felicity nodded ruefully. "Now you get to pull me back every time I have an upset and am tottering near the edge."

"That's not so bad," Stefan replied. "I can handle that. It's not a bother." He paused. "But if you'd like to go, I suppose there's nothing I can do to stop you."

"Wow," Felicity said. "This is more emotion than you've shown in our entire relationship. I'm surprised."

"Yeah," Stefan replied thoughtfully. "I am too, to be totally honest. Maybe it's because I'm not so sure what I'm gonna do without you in my life. You've just always been there."

"Well," Felicity said as she ran her fingers through his hair. "You've survived without me before, and you'll be able to do it again. I really think that this is better for both of us."

"All right," Stefan nodded. "I guess you're right. Have a nice life."

"I will," Felicity nodded and went to go pack her things and see if Lucy or her grandmother would take her in. It would feel just too weird staying with him now that she and Stefan were broken up.

"Excuse me," said as voice as Thomas picked up the last few zucchini at the grocery store because he was making dinner in honor of Felicity moving in. "I need one of those. Do you mind not hogging them all?"

He turned to see a dark-eyed girl staring at him with her basket full of groceries slung over her arm. It was Davina, who'd promised Victoria that she'd make her some zucchini bread. "I'm sorry," he said and handed her one. "Take this."

"I don't want that one!" She scowled, hitting it so that Thomas dropped it and it hit the floor. "It's got all sorts of marks on it! It looks rotten! Why should you get to keep all the good ones for yourself?"

They began to scuffle a bit, but because he was feeling gentlemanly, Thomas didn't fight Davina as much as he could have. He gave her a final gentle push so she was out of his personal space and then gave her a thin-lipped smile.

"Because I was here first," He replied in answer to her question about why he felt entitled to all the good zucchini. "If you wanted the good zucchini, you should have gotten it when you came in. Would you please leave me now?" He turned his back on her and then heard her mutter under her breath before feeling something akin to a strong electric shock course through his body. He dropped the zucchini on the ground as he fell and Davina took it all while he lay there twitching, not even doing a thing to help him.

When he was next aware, he was lying in a hospital bed and Amelia, Andrew, and Charlotte were sittin6 around him. "Glad to see you're awake," Charlotte said as she pushed his hair out of his eyes. "What in the world happened to you? Do you remember?"

"I was at the store getting the stuff for the fettuccine Alfredo with zucchini I promised I would make for dinner and then some crazy girl came up behind me, did some sort of magic, and then before I knew it, I was twitching on the floor and she'd run off with it all," Thomas said. "I mean, I believe that's what happened. I can't be too sure anymore. Maybe I imagined it all."

"I wouldn't be surprised," Andrew got out. "That seems a pretty ruthless thing to do to someone for just a few zucchini. You survived being attacked by a complete lunatic if it did happen."

Thomas tried to sit up. "I probably should have fought back more, but she was a pretty girl and it didn't seem right."

"And that's where they get you," Andrew told him. "They see a nice, gentlemanly guy like you, know you aren't gonna fight back, and take full advantage of that fact. Don't be afraid to fight back if someone, anyone starts a fight with you. It's very important."

"Yeah," Amelia agreed as she leaned against Andrew and he put his arm around her and kissed her hair. "It really is."

"All right," Thomas nodded. "I'll remember it for next time. Now, should I get ready to go home?"

"They want to keep you over night to make sure you're okay," Amelia said. "They found some abnormalities in your tests that concern them. Did the woman who attacked you have a taser or something?"

"No," Thomas shook his head. "She muttered some words under her breath when my back was turned and then I fell after that."

The three others looked at one another and then Charlotte said, "It looks like you made an enemy out of a witch. Take care of yourself."

"And what will you do about dinner?" Thomas asked.

"We're planning on taking Felicity out," Charlotte assured him. "It was my idea. And tomorrow, I should probably go talk to Stefan about his and Felicity's separation."

"Well, enjoy yourself," Thomas sighed. "I wish I could come with you." That's when he noticed the tray of hospital food on the table beside him, took it, opened it, and poked at the watery green Jell-o. "And this is what I get to eat. Yum."

"We'll come back for you in the morning," Charlotte said as she kissed him deeply and Andrew and Amelia turned their backs. "I promise."

"All right," Thomas nodded and gave her a big smile. "I'll see you then. I can't wait."