Elijah looked down at the waves and then back into Selina's worried eyes. "I don't know," he said. "Give me time to think."

Selina whimpered a little and put her head on his shoulder. "We're gonna die. That's it. We're going to die!"

"That's a bit overdramatic, don't you think?" He asked her. He ran his fingers through her hair. "It's times like this that I'm reminded that you're a baby. At least compared to me."

Selina gave A brief sniffle and then looked up at him. "I am not a baby!" She said indignantly. "I'm just freaked out. So freaked out that I don't even care you're not wearing a shirt right now. Hell, we should be grateful they at least put us back in our bathing suits before they shipped us off to this watery hell."

Elijah put his hands on her cheeks. "Stop this," he said. "Complaining is going to get us nowhere. We have to do something constructive!"

"What do you suggest, you who are so much wiser than I supposedly am, even though I can be very ingenuitive if I want to be?" Selina asked him.

"'Ingenuitive' isn't a word," Elijah told her. "The word is 'ingenious'."

"Who the hell cares what it is?" Selina asked. "Do you really think that now is a good time to be lecturing me about vocabulary?"

"Well, there's not much else to do!" He snapped. "No one knows we're here, and even if they did know we were here, there'd be no way to rescue us!"

They floated around for a little while and then Selina's eyes widened. "I got it!" She said. "The area near the island has a lot of ships come by it. Once we see one, we'll flag them down. We'll say we hit a wave and it threw us off course. They'll have to rescue us."

"What if it takes us a long time to see a ship?" Elijah asked.

"Well, that's just a chance we'll have to take," Selina said.

Elijah had serious doubts about her plan, but was glad she seemed to have cheered up.

They watched the waves until nightfall, when they fell asleep under the black sky.

They were awakened by the sound of a horn, just as the sun was rising. "What?" Selina asked, roused abruptly from sleep and sitting up.

"That was from a ship that's coming this way," he said. "Apparently, you were right about that."

"You seem surprised," she said, looking a little hurt. "Do you honestly think I would fib about something like that? What kind of sense would that make?"

"I'm not implying that you were fibbing," Elijah said. "Just that you could be mistaken. There's always a chance of that."

"Well, yes, but you don't have to patronize me," Selina said. "I'm not stupid." She winced. "Just hungry. I hope they let us on the boat."

"You're acting like you're going to give them a choice," Elijah said. "Are you?"

"Well, no." Selina said after a moment. "I just-"

"There you go then," Elijah said as the boat approached. "Get us on there. We don't want to be here forever."

Selina rolled her eyes. "Fine," she said. "Fine. Just follow my lead." She lay down as if she wer dead and when the boat pulled along side them, somebody standing and looking over the edge called out, "Is everything okay?"

"No," Elijah called back. "We were out sailing and we caught a wave that threw us off course. My wife fell in the water and is weak. If we could just come aboard for a little while, she could get the help she needs."

The man disappeared and came back with a member of the crew a short while later. "Hang on," the man called. "We'll pull you up."

While the two men looked for rope or something to pull Selina and Elijah into the boat with, Elijah grabbed hold of Selina and brought her into the boat.

"That was quick," the crew member said when he returned holding rope. "How did you get up here?"

Elijah shrugged. "I'm a good climber," he said. "You can take the rope back."

"Yeah, sure," the crew member said, looking at Elijah oddly. Once he was gone, Selina opened her eyes. "Now we have to go look for something to eat," she said. "I'm hungry."

"No," Elijah said, getting her arm in a firm grip. "We're not here to eat people."

"I haven't eaten in forever," Selina said, pulling Elijah along. "I'm not going to wait. I know just where to go." Selina walked around for awhile and then found a room, apart from others in the corridor and opened it. "Here we are," she said. "The honeymoon stateroom." She scoffed as she saw the champagne, chocolates, roses and heart-shaped hot tub. "Just sickening, isn't it?" She asked. Just then, a woman in lingerie came out and when she saw them, she screamed.

"What are you doing in here?" She asked. "No one is supposed to be in here but my new husband and me. And you don't look like stewards, either of you."

"Maybe not," Selina said, a smile curving her lips. "But nonetheless, I'm here to help you. Where's your husband?"

"He went out for a moment," The woman said. "To get more ice for the champagne. We were out, see?"

"Oh, yes," Selina said, picking up the knife from a tray of leftover wedding cake and handing it to him. "When he comes back, I want you to stab him with this knife, okay? Stab him until he dies."

"Okay," the woman nodded and didn't even blink.

"Now sit down," Selina told her. "And be sure to hide the knife where he won't see it. It won't do any good if he runs away."

"Okay," the woman said flatly and sat down on the bed, hiding the knife in the folds of her robe.

Selina looked up and found that Elijah was looking at her oddly. "What are you doing?" He asked her.

"Helping," she said. "She'll thank me in the long run."

"How do you figure that?" He asked her. He sounded only mildly interested.

"Well. think about the divorce rate today," Selina said. "Half the people who get married end up getting divorced. This way, not only am I saving them the pain and misery of having to go through divorce proceedings, I also get something to eat and we get a nice room to stay in." She went to the closet and opened the door, taking a look at the woman's wardrobe. "She's not too bad a dresser," she remarked. "I think I might actually wear one of her dresses to dinner." She threw a suit at him. "You dress too."

Just then, they heard a knock on the door. "In the closet!" Selina said to Elijah. "Let's go in there so we can watch this."

"What are you doing?" Elijah whispered angrily once they were in the closet. "Have you completely lost your mind?"

"No," Selina shook her head. "I know what I'm doing, so shut up, or you'll wreck everything!"

He looked as if he wanted to reply, but stayed quiet and they watched as the husband entered the room with a bucket of ice, then his wife stood up and stabbed him repeatedly, until he lay in a large puddle of his own blood. His wife just stood over him, staring at his body blankly. Then, she dropped the knife. "I'm done," she said quietly.

Selina came out of the closet. Elijah stayed behind, wondering what was going on with her.

"Good for you," Selina said to the woman. "Come here. I want to tell you a secret." The woman came toward her and Selina grabbed her and bit down on her neck, sucking greedily. When she was finished with her, Selina let the woman drop to the floor, and then she went to the sink to wipe the blood off her face and teeth. "We have to get rid of the bodies now," she told Elijah afterward. "We can't just leave them here."

"Yes, we can," Elijah said. "Now that you've eaten, we can leave."

"And go where?" Selina asked. "We're in the middle of the ocean. If you absolutely think we should leave, we can get off at the next port and find some way home from there. But until then, let's get someone to get these bodies out and have a good time, shall we?"

Elijah's lip twitched. He looked at her as if he were seeing something incredibly distasteful. Finally, he sighed. "All right. I'll be at the bar. You do what you will, but be careful."

"Fine," Selina said, waving dismissively. "Whatever."

The knock on her door brought Roxie's head up. "Where's your mother?" Klaus asked.

Roxie shrugged. "I don't know. Why?"

"Because I can't find her anywhere," Klaus said. "I mean, I know she and Elijah were on the beach last night and now they're not. I knew Elijah wouldn't be. I had him sent away. But I told them to be sure not to send your mother. I don't want her out in the middle of the ocean. She can't swim very well."

"So?" Roxie said. "She wants to leave you. Why not just let her drown? It's not like it'll be a big loss or anything."

"What?" Klaus asked. "Roxanne, what are you saying?"

"All right, fine," Roxie said, standing up. "I do know where Mom is. When the men went to put Uncle Elijah on the raft, after they left, I put Mom on too. I thought you'd be glad of it."

"Well, I'm not," Klaus told her. "I'm very disappointed in you. You don't do things like that to people who never did anything bad to you."

"But she did do something bad to me," Roxie insisted. "She ruined my life! I'm going to be miserable all the time because of her!"

Klaus sat down next to her. "What do you mean?" He asked. "Where's all this coming from?"

"Well, you and I are a lot alike, right?" Roxie sniffled. "So if somebody nice like Mom can't stick it out with you, who's to say that Vince won't take off the rose-colored glasses, see all the crap that's wrong with me and leave me too? If Mom were any kind of decent, she'd give you another chance!"

"This is really bothering you, isn't it?" Klaus asked, holding Roxie's chin up and wiping the tears from her eyes.

Roxie nodded. "Uh-huh."

"Well, then I'll just have to have a word with her when we find her. I'll see what I can do, all right?"

Roxie hugged him. "Thank you, Daddy."

Elijah was lying down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling when he was startled by a loud knock at the door and an even louder, grating squawk. Frowning, he went to open the door and found Selina in the hallway with bird on her shoulder and a fistful of money.

"I can't get in if you're standing right in front of the door," Selina said. The bird gave a loud squawk and Elijah backed away a little, giving Selina room to step inside.

"The bird," Elijah said. "Where did you get the bird?"

"I won it," Selina said. "A guy didn't have enough money to cover his bet, so he put in the bird and I won. Isn't he cute? I named him after Nicky."

"Yes," Elijah nodded. "Cute. Where are you planning on putting him?"

"I don't know yet," Selina said. "I'll have to look for a place." Just then, the bird flew off her shoulder and landed on Elijah's.

"Get him off!" Elijah said to her. "Shoo, bird! Shoo!"

Selina giggled. "Oh, don't do that!" She said. "He likes you. Why not just let him be?"

"Because he is a filthy, disgusting animal," Elijah said. "And I don't want anything relating to filthy, disgusting animals on my clothes."

Just then, there was a knock on the door and the bird's talons squeezed Elijah's shoulder, causing him to groan. "Ow, ow, ow! Make it stop, make it stop!"

"Go to the table," Selina said absentmindedly to the bird as she made her way to the door and opened it. The bird flew onto the table and Elijah rubbed his shoulder and winced, gowling at the bird who was on the table and looking as innocent as a bird could look. Selina opened the door and saw an angry man standing on the other side.

"You cheated!" He said to Selina. "Give me back my money!"

"I did not! You lost fair and square, so tough! Maybe if you weren't so drunk, you'd have played better cards!" Selina shot back.

"Okay, that's it!" Blinking bloodshot eyes, he swung at Selina but missed. She sucker punched him in the gut, sending him sprawling to the floor. As he struggled to get up, she kicked him in the butt and shut the door behind him, pouring herself some wine and sitting down at the table near the window to drink it. Elijah stared at her unbelievingly, then opened the door again, watching the man ambling down the opposite hallway.

"Wait!" Elijah called. "Don't you want your bird back? You can have it! We'll gladly give that up!" He shut the door, looking dejected. Selina put her wine down and smirked at him. "That wasn't the guy who had the bird," she said. "It was a different guy." She stroked the bird gently. "I don't know why you're being so mean to him," she said. "He never did anything to you."

"My shoulder tells a different story," Elijah said. "Why did he squeeze my shoulder like that?"

"His previous owner thought he had some sort of trauma in his life involving doors. Both knocking and doorbell-ringing make him tense. We'll just put him far away from a door and he won't be agitated anymore. It's simple."

Elijah growled again. "I really don't like the bird."

Selina let go of the wine glass and then came to stand behind him. "Come and sit," she said. "You're so tense. I can make it better." When he sat, she placed her hands on his shoulders and gently massaged. "See?" She said. "I'm being gentle. And about the blood thing, there's a courier on board who's supposed to deliver a shipment of bags to this blood bank in the next port over. We could sneak in and get some. I know where it is."

He looked up at her and she kissed him quickly, then grinned. "While we're on the subject of blood supplies," he said, "when you drank from that woman, why'd you go through the whole show first, telling her to kill her husband and everything? That seems a bit cruel."

"I told you," Selina said. "They were probably gonna get divorced anyway. I was just saving them the trouble by separating them now."

"Did you learn that method from someone?" He asked. "I feel like I've seen it before."

Selina frowned. "What do you mean? Are you telling me that you've seen other scenarios where women have hacked their husbands to death and then been found with their throats torn out?"

"Yes," he nodded. "There was a vampire some years back quite notorious for that method of killing. The only difference between your murders and hers is that she used to pull the victims' hearts out too, and write 'Til Death Do Us Part' on the walls in their blood."

Selina shuddered. "Sounds horrible! What kind of a cold, cruel person would do something like that? I bet she was somebody who was really hurt in love. You don't take that much anger out on happy, married couple unless you yourself aren't happy. Trust me, I know. What was the vampire's name? I assume she had a name."

Elijah nodded. "They called her 'Lonely Heart.' She would date men and when they cheated on her, she would kill them and the other woman, so I suppose it would be inaccurate to say she only went after married couples. But it was a married couple that got my father on to her. He followed her all around Europe for years, but he never managed to catch her. She's been quiet, but he's still waiting for the day she'll begin again. He says it's only a matter of time."

"...It's only a matter of time," Mikael looked at the papers just like he had every day for the last eighty or more years.

"Only a matter of time until what, Father?" Aleksandr asked. Mikael looked up at his son. "Until I find her again," he said. "She's been quiet, but no one who was that angry can just suddenly heal. She knew I was onto her and she's been lying low ever since, hoping that I'd forget all that she did."

"Who?" Aleksandr asked. "Father, what are you talking about?"

"I don't know her name," Mikael said. "But everyone called her Lonely Heart. She was a bitter, angry woman and a bitter, angry vampire. Her heedless murders almost exposed our species who knows how many times. At least five or six, I believe. Maybe more."

"Would you like me to help you look for her?" Aleksandr asked. "I can look in books, and walk around and talk to people, whatever you need."

"Thank you," Mikael told him. "I could definitely do with some help."

"Where would you like me to start?" Aleksandr asked.

Mikael turned on the television. A news story came up about murders that had recently occurred on a cruise ship.

"...The couple were found in the honeymoon stateroom. The man was hacked to death with knife and his wife was found nearby, her throat torn out. The woman's clothes were gone and so were any possible suspects, although police interviewed a man who claimed to have been playing cards with a woman who had stayed in that very room, although his state of intoxication cast doubt on the veracity of his claims."

"We're going to that boat," Mikael said to Aleksandr.

"You think she was there?" Aleksandr asked him.

"It's a strong possibility," Mikael nodded. "The couple wasn't murdered in exactly the same way as Lonely Heart murdered her victims, but it's close enough I feel we should delve deeper into it."

Aleksandr nodded. "All right," he said. "Let's go."

At the knock on the apartment door, Selina shut off the news and went to answer it.

"What?" She asked when she saw Klaus on the other side. "What do you want?"

Klaus came in and turned the news on again. The story still blared. He looked appraisingly at the crime scene photos that were on TV and said, "I bet you feel proud of yourself," he said. "Very few vampires get this sort of publicity."

"I'm not proud of myself at all," Selina said. "I don't want publicity. I'm not trying to achieve notoriety or anything. I was just hungry, that's all. It was an accident. I'm not going to let it happen again."

"I'm sure you won't mean to," Klaus said. "But old habits die hard."

"No, they don't. They die completely," Selina said. "I'm not the woman I used to be and no one should know that better than you."

Just then, there was another knock on the door. Klaus opened it and Stefan came in. He was holding a bottle of champagne. He popped it open and poured her a glass. "Congratulations, Lonely Heart," he said. "Nice to have you back."

"You shouldn't be congratulating me!" Selina said, refusing the drink."I need to go and be with Elijah. At least he yells at me when I do something wrong, instead of encouraging me like all of you."

"We just think you need to lighten up," Stefan said. "And it's about time too, really."

"This could be a real bonding moment for you and me," Klaus agreed. "It'll be so good for Roxie to see you and I together again."

"I repeat," Selina said, "This whole murder thing was an unfortunate accident, the result of way too much time spent out on the ocean with no blood supply." She frowned at Klaus. "Or did it not occur to you that that would happen when you set Elijah and me adrift from the island?"

"Roxie sent you," Klaus said. "I sent Elijah. I know that you can't swim very well and I would never put you in danger like that."

"And you aren't ashamed about that?" Selina asked him. "Sending Elijah away, I mean?"

"No," Klaus shook his head. "Of course not. Why should I be?"

"Just because!" Selina said. "You can't just send people off because you don't like them!"

"He can too!" Roxie said. "It's his island. He can do what he wants! Especially to boring people like you! Were you ever cool? At all?"

"Trust me," Selina grinned, coming right up close to her. "If you'd met me when your dad and first were togther, you'd have been scared of me. I'm not proud of it. I'm just stating a fact."

"Yeah, right," Roxie scoffed. "I'll believe that when I see it."

Selina heaved an exaggerated sigh. "All right, Miss Roxie. Your wish is my command."