After Adrian and Helene got on their way, Roxie called Vince. "Can you come get me?" She asked. "There's really no point in me being here. The police have practically shut the place down."

"What?" Vince asked. "What happened? Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Roxie nodded. "I'm fine. It's just that Enid was attacked by someone or something. Nobody's exactly sure what yet. But Adrian and Helene think it had something to do with Vanessa."

"Isn't she dead?" Vince asked. "I thought she was horribly murdered."

"Oh, she was," Roxie assured him. "But maybe she had followers."

"You stay there," Vince said. "I'll come and get you."

"Thank you," Roxie said. She hung up the phone and went to the bar where Chris watched her. "Can I get you anything?" He asked.

"Yeah," Roxie sat down. "Can I have a beer?"

Chris shook his head, pushing his long ash blonde hair out of his eyes. "Any other choice?"

Roxie leaned forward. "Why can't I have a beer?"

"Because," Charlie said.

They stared at each other until Vince arrived. "What's going on here, Chris?" He asked.

"I want a beer and he won't give me one," Roxie said.

"She's not old enough," Chris said.

Vince nodded. "And she's also a mean drunk. Good move, man."

Roxie rolled her eyes and followed Vince out of bar. Once they were in the car, he noticed the teddy bear she was carrying. "Why do you have that?" He asked.

Roxie hugged the bear to her chest. "Because he's mine and I had to save him from a fate worse than death."

Vince smirked. "And what exactly is that?" He asked.

Roxie glared at him. "Being sucked on and covered in baby drool of course. Daddy just handed him to Lucy without even asking me first. Who does that?"

"Well," Vince said patiently, "People who know that well-adjusted sixteen year olds should not be carrying around teddy bears, for starters."

"It's called a transitional object," Roxie said. "It's perfectly okay for me to have."

Vince nodded. "And then there's the fact that you aren't well-adjusted to start out with, what with your daddy issues and all."

Roxie frowned. "I do not have daddy issues!"

Vince stopped the car and turned to her. "When you saw your dad with Lucy, how did you feel?"

"Upset," Roxie said. "Because he gave her my bear without asking!"

"Personally, I think it's more than that," he said. "You were daddy's little girl for years. Could it be that the anger you felt when you saw him with Lucy was about more than just the bear? Could it be that you felt angry because it seemed like your father was replacing you with Lucy?"

"What?" Roxie scoffed. "Heck no. You're talking silly. It was my choice to get Daddy out of my life and I stand by it. I have no lingering feelings whatsoever."

"I think you do," Vince said. "And I think you should talk them over with him."

Roxie narrowed her eyes. "This is a plot, isn't it?" she said. "You think that if I reunite with Dad and he finds out that you're the one who was responsible for it, then that will put you on his good side. Am I right?"

"No," Vince shook his head. "You and I are screwed up, all right? And I think the whole reason why is that you think of me as some substitute for your father."

Roxie shook her head vigorously. "I do not! You take that back right now!"

"I think somebody is in denial," Vince said in a singsong voice. He made a sharp turn that caused Roxie to start. "Where are you going?" She cried. "This isn't the way home! Turn back! Turn back!"

Vince shook his head. "Nope. We're going to sort this out if it kills me. Which it very well might."

"I'll make sure that stupid chair of yours is buried with you," Roxie told him dryly.

Vince pinched her cheek. "You're so cute when you're angry about being proven wrong."

Roxie growled and tried to bite his hand.

When they returned to her parents' house, Roxie refused to get out of the car. "I'm not going in there," she said. "This is stupid."

Vince shook his head. "No, it's not. Now come on. Either you come on your own or I will drag you out."

Roxie rolled her eyes and got out of the car. "Fine," she said. "But it's not going to do any good."

Vince had to pull her to the front door, but they were stopped before they could knock. "What did you two come back for?" Selina called as she was coming out of the garage. "More stuff?"

"Yeah," Roxie called back. "More stuff. Where are you off to?"

"More negotiating with Damon about Sam," Selina called back. "I swear he can be such a pain sometimes."

"I could come with you," Roxie said.

"No," Vince called to Selina. "No, she can't."

"Don't worry, Vince," Selina winked at him. "I think this is something I should handle on my own."

Damon had just finished dressing Sam after giving him his bath. He took him to the living room and put him on the sofa. Then he saw that he had a message on his phone. He pressed the button and listened to it. "It's your mommy," he said to Sam. "She's coming back. We have to be prepared."

He took off his shirt and waited by the door. He opened it in response to Selina's knock and she started. "Wow," she said as she walked in the door and hung up her coat. "That's certainly not what I was expecting. Would you mind putting on a shirt while we're talking?"

He shook his head. "I'm not going to. It's my house and I reserve the right to go shirtless if I want to. Does that bother you?"

Selina sucked in her breath, her lips becoming a thin line. She sat down on the couch next to Sam, taking him in her lap, and nodded. "So where were we yesterday? Oh, yeah. You were yelling at me for no reason."

"It was not for no reason," Damon said. "You were being impossible."

Selina shook her head. "I'm not," she said. "I just think it would be easier for me to take Sam so he can be with Lucy. And like I told you before, it's not like we won't let you visit."

Damon frowned and shook his head. "No. I'm not going to let Sam turn out like you."

Selina stiffened. "I think you're just being spiteful. Although I don't know any reason why."

"Maybe because you've been leading me on," Damon said. "You've been lying to me and lying to yourself."

"How?" Selina asked.

"I think you still have feelings for me that you don't want to admit," Damon said.

Selina scoffed. "Oh, bullshit!" She looked guiltily at Sam. "I mean, how so?"

Damon stood up and came to sit next to her. "Well, when you and Klaus were having your difficulties, who took you and Roxie in?"

"You did," Selina said.

Damon nodded. "Uh-huh. And when Roxie had her pregnancy scare and you couldn't tell Klaus but you had to tell somebody, who lent you an ear?"

"You did," Selina said.

Damon nodded. "And when you got completely drunk, who did you have sex with?"

"Oh, come on," Selina said. "I was drunk, like you said! I probably would have slept with anything that breathed. It just happened that you were closest!"

"The point is," Damon said, "every time you and Klaus have problems, you come running back to me."

"Yeah," Selina nodded. "Cause we're friends, not because I have any feelings towards-"

In one fluid motion, Damon moved Sam from Selina's lap, put his arms around her and kissed her. She was a little surprised at first, but in the heat of the moment, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him back. This went on for a little while, and by the time Selina realized what she was doing, she was on her back on the sofa and he was on top of her. She quickly pulled out of the kiss and pushed him away. "What the hell was that? Why did you kiss me? You're not supposed to kiss me! I'm not even drunk!"

He smirked. "Oh, so if you were drunk, that would make it okay?"

She shook her head. "Well, no. But at least I'd have a good excuse for what I did."

"You have a good excuse now," he said. "You like me again."

Selina sighed. "Actually, I don't think I ever stopped liking you."

"So why did you leave?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe I just needed a change. You were the guy my mother approved of, and I hated my mother. Klaus was the one who told me that it was okay for me to embrace my werewolf side, which is something Mama resisted every day of her life. I needed the freedom he gave me. Or the supposed freedom. I don't know so much about that now."

"What do you mean?" Damon asked.

"Well, he and I don't talk about anything," she said. "Every time he thinks I'm challenging him about something, he throws something pretty at me then we end up in bed, so it's like nothing ever happened."

Damon grimaced. "Well, that sucks."

Selina nodded. "Yeah, I know."

Damon hugged her to him and pushed her hair out of her eyes. "You know," he said, "I don't feel like giving you Sam today, but maybe we could see each other again tomorrow, over dinner?"

Selina grinned. "I suppose." She stood up and gave Sam a hug. "See you tomorrow, buddy."

Damon walked her to the door. "Are you going to be all right?" He asked.

"Yeah," she nodded. "Thanks to you." She kissed him again, and this time when she felt his hands on her butt, she didn't move them. They pulled apart and Selina left the house, got in her car, and drove away, feeling much better than she had before she'd walked through the door.

Selina knocked rapidly on Alistair and Astrid's front door until Astrid came to answer it. "What is it?" She asked. "Is something wrong? Are the kids in trouble?"

Selina shook her head and pulled Astrid out the door. "No," she said. "Actually, I think I am. Or not. I haven't decided yet."

"What do you mean?" Astrid asked.

Selina gestured for her to lean closer. "I have a secret," she said. "And you can't tell Alistair, but..." She paused and shook her head. "You know what? Never mind."

"What?" Astrid asked. "If you're having problems, you can tell me. I'm the soul of discretion."

Selina sighed. "Okay. I think I've outgrown Nicky."

Astrid's eyes widened. "What do you mean you've outgrown him?"

"I mean, when he and I got together, I felt like it was perfect because he encouraged me to be wild and crazy and all we did was have sex and it was a kick to think of what my mother's face would look like if she knew about us, but now...now I just want more. I want to talk about stuff, and I want to be listened to, and feel like what I say matters."

"And you don't feel like it does?" Astrid asked.

Selina shook her head. "No. Whenever I want to talk about a problem I think we're having, Nicky just throws something shiny at me and lures me into bed until I've completely forgotten what I wanted to talk to him about in the first place. Am I wrong for wanting more than that?"

Astrid put a hand on her arm. "Of course not. Now what do you think brought on this sudden burst of maturity?"

Selina sighed. "Well, you know that Lucy and Sam have different fathers, don't you? Sam is the son of my ex, Damon."

Astrid's eyes widened. "Really?"

Selina nodded. "Yeah. There was drinking involved, don't ask. Anyway, the twins were together for the first six months of their lives, but when Nicky found out who Sam's father was, I thought it would be best for me to move back home and take Sam with me. Well, Damon wanted to say goodbye, but then he took Sam and left, so for the past couple of days, I've been trying to negotiate something with Damon that would make both of us happy. And the more time I've spent with him, I've realized that I miss having someone to talk to, especially at night. And Damon's missed me too, so..."

"So what you're telling me is that you want to leave Klaus and get back together with Damon," Astrid said.

"Is that what I should do?" Selina asked.

Astrid shook her head. "I don't know. Is that what you want to do?"

"I don't know," Selina whined. "I want you to tell me. Can't you have a vision or something that will give me all the answers?"

Astrid shook her head. "I know it's hard, but you'll have to make this decision yourself. And it might not be as hard as you think. I mean, you have examples to look to for guidance."

Selina frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Well," Astrid said, "right now, your problem is that you have feelings for both your werewolf mate and a young man who knew you both in your human life and now. You want to know how each relationship will turn out for you. Look at your children. Adrian is with Helene who knows everything about him there is to know and they're still together. And Roxie is with her mate. Their relationship is dysfunctional to say the least, but in the end, I think it will work, because like Adrian and Helene, Roxie and Vince have known each other for a very long time."

"So you're saying I should be with Damon."

"I didn't," Astrid shook her head. "Because you and Niklaus were together the entire decade of the twenties, weren't you?"

Selina nodded.

"Well, I think that's enough time to establish a relationship that's based on more than sex, don't you?"

Selina felt her heart sink. "Uh-huh. So what do I do?"

Astrid shook her head. "I know you're really going to hate me for saying this to you, but this isn't anything I can help you with. You have to figure it out on your own."

Selina made a sad face and whimpered a little. "Please?"

Astrid looked at her sympathetically. "I'm sorry."

Selina pouted and left Astrid's porch. She got in her car and headed back home. "Hey!" She called. "I'm back! Anybody home?"

"We're in here!" Klaus called back. She came in and he looked at her. "So, no luck today, either?"

Selina shook her head. "No, I'm afraid not. Listen, I need you to do something for me. Would you go put Lucy in her room?"

Klaus did so and came back. "What is it you want?" He asked.

"Kiss me," she said.

He grinned. "Okay." He took her in his arms and they kissed, knocking over several breakables as they struggled to get off each other's clothes. When it was all over, they were naked, exhausted and panting heavily on the living room floor. Klaus ran his hand over her stomach. "You were an enthuastic little thing, weren't you?" He asked.

She kissed him and stood up. "Yeah, and you didn't even have to buy me anything shiny." She put on her clothes and went into the kitchen. "Are you all right?" He asked.

"Yeah," she nodded. "I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be fine?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. Is there something you want to tell me?"

"No," Selina said quickly. "Absolutely nothing at all. Glad to see you and Lucy are getting along so well."

Klaus nodded. "A lot better than me and Roxie. You know she's here right now. Up in her room."

Selina nodded. "Yeah, I know. I saw them come in."

"I think she's avoiding me."

Selina shrugged. "Well that's not much of a change from the last ten years."

"I'm going to go talk to her," he said.

Selina nodded. "Fine, you do that."

Klaus went upstairs and knocked on Roxie's bedroom door. "Darling?" He called. "May I come in?"

"No," Roxie called back. "I don't want to talk to you!"

Klaus opened the door anyway and found her tucked in up to her chin and facing away from him. "Talk to me," he said. "You know you want to."

She turned, frowning at him. "Why'd you give my bear to Lucy?"

He shrugged. "I didn't think you needed it anymore!"

She sat up. "You gave me that bear, remember? I don't know how it got back to this house, but I had it with me when I was at Enid's and some nights it would be the only way I'd get to sleep because I missed you so much!"

"Well then why didn't you tell your mother you wanted to come back?"

Roxie shrugged. There were tears in her eyes. "I don't know! But I understand completely if you want to replace me with Lucy."

Klaus shook his head. "That isn't what I want to do at all. I love you more than anything, but I can't show it if you're not here."

Roxie nodded. "I'm not going to move back here, but I suppose I could come and visit more often."

Klaus hugged her. "Good."

Just then, Vince entered the room. "So you two are getting along? Delightful." He looked at Klaus. "I told her to come, you know. She didn't want to."

Klaus looked at him. "Did you? Well, then I might just have to apologize for our little misunderstanding before."

Vince shook his head. "I understand why you did it."

Klaus nodded and Vince headed out. "I'll be back to the apartment in a bit," Roxie called after him. Then, she gave Klaus a look. "I have only one provision for my visiting."

Klaus took Roxie's hand. "What's that, pet?"

Roxie took a deep breath, nodding out the door Vince had just exited. "You have to stay away from him."