"So tell me about what happened today," Klaus told Selina as they walked out of Lucy's room. "Like I said, busy day."

Selina nodded. "Quite delightful. Or at least it was, until Elijah showed up and dragged me away from the mall like a criminal. I didn't even do anything wrong. I just got myself a pretty necklace. That's all."

"Did you?" He asked. "Can I see it?"

She nodded and went to get her bag, pulling out the jewelry case and showing it to him. "Pretty, isn't it?"

He nodded, taking it in his hands and looking it over. "Can I put it on you?"

Selina nodded and pulled her hair off her neck. "Of course," she said. "Go ahead."

He put it on her and gently ran his fingers over her throat. "You're so beautiful," he said.

She grinned. "Thank you." She leaned against him. She was content for the moment. She sighed. "I wish you and I could go out, but we can't." She looked up at him.

He shrugged. "It doesn't matter. We can stay in."

She kissed his fingers. "But that's not as much fun, though."

He smirked. "I don't know if you want any more fun," he remarked. "It'll just be more for you to feel bad about in the morning."

She shook her head. "If we keep me drinking, I don't have to feel anything, ever again."

He pushed her hair out of her eyes. "I suppose not. But I don't see what it is you're so worried about, anyway."

Selina looked at him curiously. "What do you mean?"

"I don't see why this situation with the children is such a problem for you. You and I both know how it's going to end up."

Selina scrunched up her nose. "You do, do you?"

He grinned. "I think I do."

She began walking away from him. "Maybe you don't," she said, smiling to herself. "Maybe I've decided you're stupid and boring and I want to move out."

His eyes widened and he strode after her, grabbing her by the shoulders and turning her around. "You have to be joking!"

She nodded. "Of course I am. I was just trying to get your goat."

He took a deep breath. "Well, my goat is officially gotten."

She unbuttoned his shirt and ran her finger over his chest. "What would you do if I left?"

He took hold of her wrist and brought her hand up to his lips to kiss her palm. "What a silly question. Why would you want to leave me?"

She shook her head. "I don't want to," she said. "But what if somebody messes with my mind and makes me think I want to go away?"

"I'll come and get you," he said. "I'll do whatever it takes. But I don't know why we're talking about this."

Selina kissed him. "Elijah says you're a bad influence on me. Maybe he'll try and get me out of here. We already saw that he sided with Susan about Lucy. What if he wants me to go back to the way I was? I don't want that! It's too much. It makes me hurt all the time."

He hugged her again. "Well, I don't want you to hurt," he said. "Ever."

They spent the rest of the day inside with Lucy, their blood coming from a pizza delivery boy. It wasn't as much fun because they couldn't make him run, but it was still something at any rate. By the time they had worn each other out from making love, though, they were drained.

Selina lay her head on Klaus' chest. "I'm not looking forward to tomorrow," she said. "One delivery boy a day doesn't keep the hurt away."

He kissed her forehead. "But it helps a little, doesn't it?"

She sighed morosely. "I guess."

"It'll be all right," he assured her. "We'll get you more tomorrow."

She looked at him hopefully. "You promise?"

He nodded. "I promise."

At around two in the morning, they were awakened by the sound of a window being broken. "We have to go see who that is!" Selina said.

"You go check on Lucy," Klaus ordered. "I'll take care of the intruders." Selina put on a bathrobe and ran to Lucy's room. She was just about to reach Lucy's crib when somebody grabbed her around the waist and placed a hand over her mouth. "Don't talk," he whispered. "Here's what you're going to do. You're going to grab Lucy and leave the house with me. Do you understand?"

Selina started to nod, but then bit the flesh of her assailant's palm instead. He cried out and let her go. She tumbled to the floor and landed hard on her knees, scrambling to her feet and grabbing Lucy as the lights went on.

"What'd you have to bite me for?" Damon eyed his bleeding palm ruefully. "I wasn't actually going to hurt you."

Selina turned to face him. "Why are you here?" She asked. "What do you want? Did you come alone?"

"I can't tell you that," he said. "Now grab Lucy and come on. We have to go."

"You haven't answered any of my questions," she said. "I'm not going anywhere with you until you tell me something. And maybe not even then."

"I don't have time for this," Damon said.

"Who's downstairs?" Selina asked.

Damon rolled his eyes. "Elijah is. He told me to come up here and get you and Lucy and take you back to the house with me."

"Why would he do that?"

"Because he's worried about you," Damon said. "He told me what happened with you today and we both agree that you need a time out."

"Don't I get any say in this?" Selina asked incredulously. "What gives you the right to run my life for me? I'm perfectly fine as I am, thank you."

Damon shook his head. "No, you're not. This isn't who you are. You've gone completely insane. You're going to wake up tomorrow, realize what you've done, and feel like hell."

Selina shook her head. "No, I won't. Not if I keep drinking."

"I won't let you do that," he said. "I won't let you ruin yourself. What are you trying to hide from, anyway?"

"How could you not know?" Selina asked, dumbstruck. "Are you stupid, or has it not occurred to you that you have a son that I gave birth to living at your house?"

"It's occurred to me," Damon said. "But what is it about him? Do you not want him or something?"

Selina gave a choking sob. "Of course I want him! And Lucy, too! They aren't the problem. You and Nicky are!"

"What?" Damon asked in surprise. "What did we do?"

Selina shook her head. "You both want me to be with you and love you and all that stuff, and because I love both of you, I try, but I just can't. There's one of me and two of you and I just don't know what to do about that!"

Damon nodded. "I understand," he said. "I'm going to help you with that."

"How?" Selina asked. "Are you going to step aside?"

Damon smirked. "No, of course not. But I figure that the only thing that makes you find Klaus attractive is the blood, right? So once we take you home and get you de-toxed, everything should be okay."

Selina shook her head. "It's more complicated than that."

"So you're telling me you actually like him when you're normal?" Damon asked, looking shocked. "How could that be?"

"Well for starters," Selina said, circling him, "Nicky's the only man in my entire life who hasn't left me in the dirt. Can you say that? Hmmmm?"

"I went off to war!" Damon said. "That wasn't my fault!"

"You could have chosen not to go to war," Selina said. "Or did you just not care about me enough to have that occur to you?"

"I came back much earlier than I was supposed to," Damon shot back. "It's not my fault you weren't there when I arrived."

"And let's think about why I wasn't," Selina said, tapping her foot. "Could it be because I was at Doctor Stensrund's, giving birth to your son? You are unbelievable, you know that, right?"

Just then, there was the sound of a body hitting Lucy's bedroom door. Then, Elijah opened it. "We have to go now," he said. "What's taking so long?"

"I don't want to go," Selina said. "I don't see the point."

"The point is," Elijah said, "that you are very sick right now and as long as you stay here, you will not get better."

"I'm not sick," Selina said. "I just am choosing to pursue a different lifestyle."

Damon rolled his eyes. "You are going to be in for such a rude awakening tomorrow when you finally realize all that you did today. All the death and destruction you caused."

Klaus chose that moment to burst in the bedroom. "You're not going to take her," he said.

Elijah strode over and stood close enough to him that their chests were touching. "What can you do to stop me, Niklaus?"

"If you want to still have a family in the morning," Klaus said simply, "Selina stays here."

"And if you were concerned about your wife at all," Elijah responded, "You'd let her go. The only reason why you put her in situations like this is because it's an amusement for you. It has nothing to do with how she feels. It's not her choice."

"I beg to differ," Klaus said. "She was the one who asked me to give her my blood in the first place."

"Why did you not say no, if you know the affect it has on her?" Elijah asked quietly.

"She needs to lighten up," Klaus said simply. "And that's the best way to do it."

Elijah looked at Damon and inclined his head slighly. A look passed between them. Then, Damon pulled Selina to him and pushed her head against his shoulder just as a cry echoed throughout the room.

"It's done," Damon said quietly.

"Yes," Elijah replied. "It's done. You can release Selina now."

Damon let Selina go and she turned toward the center of the room. Her eyes widened and Damon quickly pulled Lucy away from her as she fell to her knees, her lip quivering, and looked upon Klaus' prone body, a dagger protruding from his middle. Selina threw herself over him and sobbed. Then, she looked up at Elijah. "Why did you have to do that?"

"There was no other way," Elijah replied. "Now come with us." He held out his hand, but Selina slapped it away. "No!" she cried. "I'll never go with you!"

Elijah pulled her to her feet. His eyes were cold. "I don't think you understand," he said. "You don't have a choice. Now, come with us." His voice was firm and she nodded slowly, following him out. Damon, carrying Lucy, brought up the rear. They went out to Damon's car. Damon and Lucy sat in the back and Elijah sat in the driver's seat with Selina next to him. She sat completely still, staring straight ahead and not saying a word.

As they pulled out of the driveway, Elijah looked at Selina. "I'm sorry," he said. "If there was any other way, I wouldn't have done what I did. But it was for your own good, Selina. You'll see that eventually."

She didn't respond, didn't move. Just kept staring straight ahead. They drove in silence, finally stopping at a house that was far removed from everything, austere and abandoned like the ones around it, except this one had a light on in one of the upper windows. Elijah helped Selina out of the car and then caught Damon's eye as he exited with Lucy. "I suggest we trade," he said, gesturing for Damon to take hold of Selina while he took Lucy. "I believe by the time we get inside, the shock will have worn off."

"Do you want to take Lucy inside first and get her settled so she's far away when the screaming starts?" Damon asked.

"Hmm," Elijah nodded. "Very wise. I hadn't thought of that." He took Lucy inside the house while Damon remained with Selina by the car. As he stared into her large, limpid blue eyes that would soon be filled with anger, hurt, and tears, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Then he brushed the thought aside and straightened his spine. What he and Elijah had done was for the best. Selina wasn't in her right mind. When Elijah returned, Damon led Selina into the house, and once the door closed behind her, Elijah and Damon braced themselves. Selina blinked once, and then started screaming, sobbing, punching and kicking. Damon took the brunt of it, and by the time Selina had worn herself out, his nose was broken, his eye was black, and his face and arms were covered in bruises.

Selina was crying hard, but was so worn out that Elijah was able to pick her up without much of a fight. "There's a room upstairs," he said. "Third door on the left side of the hallway. I'm going to put her in there and lock her in so she can't leave. You are to only give her one packet of blood a day, no more, no less. Call anyone she's friendly with so that they might come and cheer her up."

"Why can't you just compel her to forget your brother?" He asked.

"Because," Elijah said, "It is not my intention to separate the two of them forever. Just until Selina gains the strength to come back to herself, something that my brother has clearly destroyed."

Damon nodded. "I guess he did. But are you sure we went about this the right way? She seemed very upset. I mean, look at me."

Elijah looked him over. "Your wounds will heal. It is Selina's well-being we are watching out for now, unless you'd rather see the woman you love live out her days as my brother's pawn."

"No," Damon shook his head. "Of course I don't want that."

Elijah nodded. "Good. I will take her to her room now," he said. "You may come if you wish."

Damon followed him to the room he had chosen for her, a very feminine space with roses on the wall paper, porcelain dolls on the dresser, lace trimmed sheets and pillow cases and a white and pink quilt covering it all. Elijah asked Damon to pull the blankets aside. Then, he placed her in the bed and tucked her in, studying her. "We'll let her sleep tonight," Elijah said. "She's been through enough for one day. Then, we'll see how things are in the morning."

Damon nodded. "I'll probably call my brother soon. He can bring Anna over. That'll be a good start to her recovery."

"Yes," Elijah nodded. "I suppose that will. Now can you manage by yourself?"

Damon nodded. "I think so," he said. "How long will we keep her here, honestly?"

Elijah sucked in his breath. "As long as it takes," he said. "Her relationship with my brother was an addiction that destroyed her from within. She must be retaught love, compassion and honor before she leaves this house. Until then, she will stay here under your watchful eye, no matter how she begs or pleads, no matter what tactics she uses. Can I trust you?"

Damon nodded. "Of course."

Elijah inclined his head slightly. "I hope so. Good night. I will call tomorrow to see how things are going."

"I'll be sure to answer the phone."

"You don't need to walk me out," Elijah said, brushing a piece of hair out of Selina's eyes. "I know the way. Good luck."