"I'm so glad we decided to go out today," Selina said as she and Elijah strode hand in hand through a park near the Eiffel tower. "I mean, yeah your father's here and after me and wanting my death, but I refuse to live in fear."

Elijah nodded. "Exactly. He'll only take you away if you kill someone and we both know you don't do that anymore. Even when it wasn't your fault the first time. You've grown up since he saw you last."

Selina nodded. "Of course I have. But I still can't help but feel like I should start really living my life again, you know? Just doing whatever I feel like right when I feel like doing it." A flock of birds congregated near a small lake in the middle of the park caught her eye. "Like, I don't know if it's the animal in me or what, but part of me really wants to run at those birds and make them scatter."

"I wouldn't," Elijah said. "It might be best if you leave the birds alone."

But Selina didn't listen to him. She ran at the birds, sending them squawking and scattering in all directions. But as she neared the lake, a sudden strong gust of wind threw her off balance and she began tottering toward the water, screaming as she failed to right herself and fell in.

"Selina!" Elijah called. Not thinking for a moment, he took a deep breath and sprinted toward the lake, diving headfirst into the water with his suit still on. He grabbed Selina by the arm and pulled her out of the water and back onto the grass. They were both soaked. She clutched him, coughing and spitting out water.

"Well that was dumb of me, wasn't it?" Selina said. "Thanks for rescuing me. I'm sorry you had to ruin your suit, though."

He shook his head and put both hands on either side of her face so that she was looking into his eyes. "I can always get another suit," he said.

"We could go shopping later," Selina said quietly.

Elijah's head inclined slightly. "But first we might as well go back so we can both change our clothes," he said. "I for one don't want to walk around soaking wet all day. Do you?"

Selina shook her head. "No. Let's go change."

"What do you think is going on at home?" Selina asked as she washed herself off and worked soap through her hair. "Do you think everyone is all right? I haven't heard from Adrian in days and I have to say I'm a bit worried."

"Why?" Elijah asked her. "I'm sure he's fine. He's a grown man and he can handle himself. You have to let him."

"Oh, I know," Selina said. "It's just that he's the first child of mine that I ever had the chance to care for, you know? He wasn't my first child. That was Sam's brother Joshua, but I didn't get to raise him. Doctor Stensrund had him sent away to live with Damon's father, which really was the best thing for him, but because of that loss, whenever Adrian had a milestone, I didn't handle it well."

Elijah nodded. "Oh, yes. I remember when he turned thirteen. One of the first things you did was insist to Niklaus that the two of you have another baby because you thought Adrian wouldn't need you anymore."

"Looking back, that might have been a rash decision," Selina said, thinking of Roxie. "But Roxie's not all bad. She has a goal now. She wants to be president of her class. That's admirable, right?"

"I suppose," Elijah said. "It all depends on what she does with her power once she gets it."

"I'm sure she won't take anything too far," Selina said. "She's got Vince to think about, thank god. He's a very sensible guy. He keeps her in check."

"But back to Adrian," Elijah said. "How long has it been since you've last heard from him?"

Selina shrugged. "I don't know. I honestly couldn't tell you when the last time was. When we get back, we have to go over and see them. Or I have to. Just for my own peace of mind."

"How long has it been since you've talked to your mother?" Helene asked Adrian. "You know she gets worried if you don't call her at least once a month."

Adrian nodded. "Yeah. It's like my first day of kindergarten all over again."

"I thought that was kind of cute, actually," Helene said, smirking. "And you liked it that she spent the day in class with us. Don't deny you didn't."

"I didn't!" Adrian said. "It was so embarrassing!"

"Well, what about when the bigger boys tried to steal your cookies and she got them away from you?" Helene asked. "Or when you couldn't get a swing and she picked up Jake Suffield and sat him down in the sandbox so you could take his swing? She was useful."

"But your dad never came to kindergarten," Adrian said. "He left you alone!"

Helene scoffed. "Not when I was older he didn't. Remember that time your parents were gone so you invited me over to come see a movie? Who came with me? That's right. My dad. And when you brought me back my hairclip at two in the morning? Remember how stealthy we had to be in order to get you out of my room so that Dad wouldn't find out you'd been there?"

"I had a lot of explaining to do to my parents when I got back to the house," Adrian said. "But at least I left them a note. I had that going on in my favor. And then Dad wanted to have the sex talk with me because he thought you and I had..." Adrian trailed off.

Helene nodded. "A reasonable assumption, but we were good and waited three years."

"And then you ended up in the hospital because I bit you," Adrian said. "I always felt bad about that."

"So bad you decided to dump me?" Helene asked. "Was guilt what brought that on?"

Adrian sighed. "I don't know what made me decide to leave you, but I think it was your dad. He looked so sad when he saw how badly hurt you were and seemed so earnest when he talked about wanting you to have a regular life that I just...I got sucked in, you know? He made me agree with him!"

"Well, I think he was wrong when he told me that," Helene said. "You and I are having a pretty normal life right now. We've dated, we've married and next..."

Adrian nodded. "I know what comes next."

"And I know you're nervous about it," Helene said. "Why? Talk to me."

Adrian shrugged. "I don't know, I mean look at me. Do you think I'm mature enough to take care of somebody else? What if I'm not? What if I mess up?"

"You've done all right all the times we've watched Lucy," Helene pointed out. "And Lucy seems to like you."

"Yeah, but Lucy's different," Adrian said. "If we screw up with her, we can just send her back to Mom and Uncle Elijah's and they can deal with her, but if it's our kid and we screw up, we can't just push the kid off on someone else."

Helene ran a hand down his back. "It's natural to be scared," she said. "It happens to everyone before they have kids."

"And they won't have kids like ours," Adrian said. "Ours are gonna be pretty high maintenance: lycanthropy and vampirism from me, magic from you...what if it all gets to be too much?"

"We'll deal with it," Helene assured him. "I'm almost certain the magical powers that be will have an opinion about us having a kid that's too powerful. Maybe Hazel will have advice about what we should do."

Adrian nodded. "Maybe." He paused. "You know, maybe I should call my mom. It might do me some good."

"You do that," Helene said. "Do whatever you need to to make yourself feel better."

But after about an hour, Adrian came back looking worried. "I called her house like three times and she won't answer," he said. "Helene, would you call your dad? Maybe he knows where they are."

"They're on their honeymoon, remember?" Helene asked Adrian. "Your mom and Elijah left for Paris a couple of days ago and they won't be back for quite awhile."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Adrian asked. "You would have saved me a lot of trouble."

"Well, I only remembered just now," Helene told him. "I'm sorry." She put a hand to her head and sucked in her breath. "Oh, god."

"Are you all right?" Adrian asked. "Can I get you something? What's the matter?"

"Headache," Helene told him. "It's probably because of the heat. I think I'll go lie down for a little while."

"All right," Adrian said. "Let me know if you need anything."

Helene nodded. "I will. Thank you." She walked to her and Adrian's bedroom and froze in the doorway. Hazel, in all her ethereal blonde, blue-eyed glory, was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Hello, Helene," she said.

"I haven't done any magic lately, I swear," Helene said quickly. "So whatever your father thinks I've done, he's mistaken."

"I'm not here to scold you on behalf of my father," Hazel said gently. "I'm here to help you. Come sit down next to me."

"All right," Helene cautiously approached the bed and eased herself down on to it. "So, what brings you here?"

Hazel reached out and moved a strand of Helene's dark hair out of her eyes. "You haven't really been feeling well for a while now, have you?" Hazel asked.

Helene sighed. "No. But it's been warm and I figure heat can make a person not feel their best. I know I'll feel better once things cool down."

"Oh, I don't know," Hazel said. She had a smirk on her face as if she knew a secret she was dying to tell.

"What do you mean?" Helene asked. "Is something wrong with me? What is it?"

"I think you can guess," Hazel said. "What you and Adrian have been discussing is very pertinent."

"You mean about us having a baby?" Helena asked. "Why would it be...?" Her eyes widened. "Am I?"

"Yes," Hazel nodded. "Yes, you are."

"But how do you know?" Helene asked. "Is it some magical thing?"

"Enid often gives Adrian's mother the news," Hazel said. "And I have no doubt she'll be doing it again sometime soon. But back to talking about you, how are you going to tell Adrian?"

Helene sighed. "I know I should tell him now because he has the right to know, but he's just so freaked out by the idea of us having a baby that I don't know if I want to just yet. Maybe I should wait until his mom comes back from Paris so she can give him moral support."

"And he can give her moral support," Hazel said. "I have a feeling they're both going to need it."

"So what are we going to do now?" Selina asked. "Want to go and get a new suit? And while we do that, we might also be able to answer a question that has long been on my mind."

"Oh, yes?" Elijah asked. "And just what is that?"

Selina leaned across the small table to look into Elijah's eyes. "What kind of clothes does Miss Stinson wear? I mean, on the rare occasions she wears clothes at all?"

Elijah thought a moment. "I don't think you'd like the wardrobe ideas I have in my head," he said. "Much too conservative for you. Mainly neutral colors."

"Well it wouldn't really matter if I wouldn't be wearing them for very long anyway," Selina said. "I wouldn't, would I?"

Elijah shook his head. "Well no, of course not."

"So do you want to go and get your other suit then? And tonight we'll go out and do something."

Elijah nodded. "I'd like that."

They found a store and bought Elijah three new suits and then Selina said, "So now are we getting Miss Stinson clothes?"

"I don't see why you're so insistent on getting an entire Miss Stinson wardrobe if all I'm going to do is take it off of you," Elijah said. "What's the point?"

"It helps me get into character," Selina said. "Surely you have more to her in your head than just that she's a woman who struts around in Mr. Richmond's dress shirts and sleeps with him."

"Of course!" Elijah said. "I know you read my stories. How could you not have after you and Anna stole them from my office?"

"We did that because we were curious," Selina said. "And that was Anna's idea, not mine."

Elijah rolled his eyes. "I believe that, actually." They stopped at a Chanel outlet and Selina said, "I'll just go inside myself. You don't have to come. It probably won't even take me very long."

"But I do have to come," Elijah said. "How would you know what clothes you're supposed to be looking for if I'm not in there with you?"

"It's easy," Selina said. "I'll just look for the most boring coordinating separates and put them together."

"It's not so easy as that," Elijah said.

Selina smirked. "You just want to watch me undress," Selina said. "Admit it."

Elijah sighed. "Well, I wouldn't say no to watching you undress, you have me there."

"Well, all right," Selina said. "Give me five minutes and then come inside."

When Elijah finally went inside the store, the entire place was empty except for Selina and two sales clerks. "Where did everyone go?" He asked her. "Did you do anything to them?"

"No," Selina said. "I simply suggested tht they all leave and they left. Didn't you see the herd of women flooding out onto the streets? Didn't that make you the least bit curious?"

"A little," Elijah said. "But not enough. I suppose as long as you didn't kill anyone..."

"And I didn't," Selina said. "With your father just waiting for me to slip up, that would be stupid of me, wouldn't it? Now, come into the dressing room with me and I'll show you some of the things I've picked out."

He followed her into the dressing room and although there was an occasional red or purple blouse, the majority of clothing she had picked out was in appropriate neutral shades, mostly white and gray.

"You've done well," Elijah said, fingering a white silk blouse.

"Well, sit down," Selina said, winking. "I'll do better."

He sat down on one of the benches across from a mirror, and then Selina closed the dressing room door and began slowly removing her clothes. Elijah kept his eyes on her the whole time, and she grinned when he made a small sound in his throat. When she was completely naked, she grinned. "Wanna know a secret?" She asked.

"It depends," he said. "What kind of secret?"

"I didn't want to come here to pick out Miss Stinson clothes," she said. "I already know that wearing your shirts is good enough for me."

"So why are we here?" Elijah asked. "If not to get clothes for you?"

"Have you ever wanted to do something a little dangerous?" She asked him. "To take a risk? I have. That's why I wanted to come here." She leaned forward slowly and kissed him. His hands went over her stomach and breasts, but then he pulled out of the kiss as he felt her trying to unbutton his pants and pull down his zipper.

"What are you doing?" He whispered angrily. "Have you completely lost your mind?"

"You just felt like you needed to be let out," Selina said. "I was helping."

Breathing hard, he stumbled away from her. "Did you bring me here in hopes that we would have sex in a clothing store dressing room?" He asked. "Is that what you wanted?"

"Not that specifically," Selina said. "I've always wanted to have a time where I run the risk of getting caught. It's been a fantasy of mine for a long time."

"And of all places, why would you choose a clothing store dressing room?" Elijah asked. "There are other places. Ones that actually have beds. Frankly, I would prefer not to make love to you on the floor."

A slow grin came over Selina's lips. "What sort of place do you suggest then? And it better not be your house. We've done it there already."

"No," Elijah shok his head. "I have an even better idea."

After Selina had dressed, they made their way to a history museum just outside of Paris that, of all things, claimed to have the bed used by Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette. They spent the day looking at the exhibits, and by nightfall, had seen pretty much the entire place.

"I thought you said we were going to do something risky," Selina said. "Were you lying to me?"

"No," Elijah said, holding her hand tight. "Just be patient, please."

As they made their way toward the bed, they heard a voice over the loudspeaker announcing that the museum would be closing in five minutes.

"Did you hear that?" Selina whispered. "The museum is gonna close soon!"

"Good," Elijah said. "That's what I was waiting for." They finally reached the exhibit with the bed in it and Selina watched in shock as Elijah untucked the blankets and threw them aside. "What are you doing?" She whispered.

He began pulling off his clothes. "I'm undressing," he said. He got into the bed and raised an eyebrow at her."Would you care to join me?"

"In there?" Selina asked. "Are you seriously suggesting that you and I...in there?"

He sighed. "I thought you wanted to take a risk," he said. "But if you're too scared than I suppose we can just go back to the house and..."

"I am not scared!" Selina said. "But if somebody comes and finds us, I'm blaming you!"

"We aren't going to get in trouble," Elijah said, pulling her towards him and unzipping her dress. "If someone comes, we'll simply compel them to go away. It's easy enough." He freed her from her sleeves and the dress fell to the ground. "Come here," he said, pulling her up with him. "How's this for a true risk?"

"A really good choice, I admit," Selina said as he kissed down her neck. "Not something I would expect from you."

He pulled the blanket over them. "You underestimate me after all this time," he said. "That hurts."

She gasped as he sucked on her breasts. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to underestimate you at all."

He grinned. "Let that be a lesson to you," he said. He kissed her and slowly eased into her, and they kept that up all night. Finally, they fell asleep, but they weren't asleep for long. They were awakened in the early morning hours by an older man holding a flashlight and wearing a security guard's uniform.

"What in the hell...?" He whispered. He turned on the light and Selina struggled to cover herself up.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, looking sickened. "No one's supposed to be here."

Elijah sat up and pushed his covers aside, getting out of bed and slowly advancing toward the man. "You're right," he said. "No one's supposed to be here. So you just go away, and don't say a word to anyone. That way, I won't have to kill you. I'd prefer not to. And if anyone else tells you they plan on coming this way, you tell them to change their plans. Do you understand me?"

The man nodded.

"All right," Elijah said. "Then go. And don't come back."

The man nodded, dropped his flashlight and ran for his life.

"Now where were we?" Elijah asked Selina.

"Well, we were sleeping," Selina said as he climbed back into bed. "But suddenly, I feel a renewed surge of energy."

"What a coincidence," he said, pulling her under the covers. "Me too."

For what seemed like the gazillionth day in a row, Damon was awakened by a loud shriek.

"All right," he said, throwing open the door to Lucy's room. "Can't the two of you get along for more than two seconds? What do I have to do to make the two of you behave?"

Sam and Lucy looked up at him. Sam had some sort of sticky substance in his hair and was holding a pillow. Given Lucy's position on the floor, Damon assumed Sam had whacked Lucy with the pillow and she'd toppled to the floor.

Damon rubbed his temples and picked them both up to take them to the bathroom. He fit both Sam and Lucy into the tub and struggled to clean them both off, especially when they got into a splash fight.

"I can't wait until Selina gets back," Damon said to himself.

"Problems?" Joshua asked, appearing beside him quite suddenly and distracting his attention so that he got a face full of water.

"What does it look like?" Damon asked, sputtering.

Joshua tried not to laugh. "I could help you," he said. "Would you like my help?"

"No," Damon said sarcastically. "I'm doing perfectly fine by myself."

"Well, all right," Joshua said. "If you're going to be smart, then I'll just leave you alone."

"I was kidding," Damon said. "I'm sorry. Please don't go!"

"I wasn't going to," Joshua said. "I had four children, each two years apart, so I know what having multiple small children is like, especially since Emma died giving birth to our youngest."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Damon said. "I had no idea."

"It's all right," Joshua said. "Mother came to her funeral and then she helped me out, even though it was a bit problematic for her."

"For your mother?" Damon asked. "What problem could she possibly have had?"

Joshua got Sam to stop splashing Lucy and then began to work shampoo through his hair, especially in the sticky area. "Mother didn't like being called 'Grandma'. She went along with it for the children's sake, but it was hard not to miss the tremors that went through her body every time one of them said the word to her. She told me once that it made her feel old. Much older than she liked to think she was."

"Wow," Damon said. "I never thought of your mother as a vain person, but...wow."

"You're going to be smart with this knowledge, aren't you?" Joshua asked. "You aren't going to lord it over her? I promised I'd never tell anyone."

"Well, I'm glad you told me," Damon said. "I missed out on a lot all the years Selina and I weren't together."

"All clean!" Lucy said, holding out her hands. "Let me out!" Her hair was still a bit short, but she seemed to have gotten over it. Damon took her out and dressed her and Joshua did the same with Sam.

"We should do something today," Damon said. "What should we do?"

"I want to go to the zoo!" Lucy said.

"Me too!" Sam agreed.

"Well it seems we've reached a consensus," Damon said and after saying goodbye to Joshua, herded Sam and Lucy to his car where he got them both in their carseats. As he was pulling out of the driveway, his phone rang.

"Hello?" He said. "Helene? Is that you? You want me to come over? Sure!" He hung up the phone and drove to Helene's.

"What's going on?" He asked when she met him at the door. "Is something wrong?"

"No," Helene shook her head. "It's just that...I'm pregnant and I need help from you."

"What sort of help?" Damon asked.

"I need you to help me figure out a way to tell Selina," Helene said. "Should I just tell her flat out? The news that Adrian's going to be a father is going to be tough on her I think."

"Just be honest with her," Damon said. "Don't beat around the bush."

"Are you sure?" Helene asked. "I thought about that, but then I didn't think that would be the best way."

"Is Adrian here now?" Damon asked.

Helene shook her head. "No. He and his dad are out for the day. I'm here by myself."

"You could come to the zoo with us," Damon suggested. "I could use an extra set of hands and we can talk more about this on the way."

"Sure," Helene nodded. "Just let me leave Adrian a note and we'll be out of here."

When they reached the zoo, Helene and Damon bought Sam and Lucy ice creams at the entrance (Sam had strawberry and Lucy had chocolate), and then Helene pushed their stroller through the zoo entrance gates.

"What do you want to see first?" Helene asked them.

They looked up at her and said nothing, so Damon just suggested they start at one side of the zoo and go around in a circle. The penguins were a particular favorite and so were the elephants, but when they reached the monkey cage, they ran into trouble. As Helene lifted Lucy out of the stroller so she could get a better look at a baby monkey, her small shoe fell off and went right into the monkey cage. She burst into tears and wouldn't calm down until a keeper handed Helene her shoe and Helene put it back on her and gave her a hug. As they wheeled away from the monkey cage, Sam burst into laughter. Lucy reached forward and pulled his hair. Helene managed to stop them before it turned ugly. Their next stop was the lion house. Damon took Sam and Lucy out of the stroller so they could get right up next to the glass. The male lion was pacing around his cage. Then Lucy's zebra print hoodie caught his eye. He strode up to the glass and let out a mighty roar. Sam fell backward onto his bottom and burst into tears. Lucy remained upright and she and the lion engaged in a staring contest for a few minutes, then Lucy raised her arms and let out a roar of her own. Then the lion slowly backed away and went to sun himself on a rock. Lucy turned away from the cage looking smug and asked Damon to put her back in her stroller.

"Well, that was fun," Helene said as they left the lion house.

"Did you know she was gonna do that?" Damon asked.

Helene shook her head. "No, but it doesn't surprise me."

The day Selina and Elijah were supposed to leave Paris, something disturbing came up in the news.

"Oh, my god!" Selina said, striding into the kitchen and slamming the paper down in front of Elijah. "Would you look at that? There's been a murder! Not just one! Two!"

Elijah took the paper and looked it over. "Two couples were found dead last night. The men were found horribly mutilated and their wives beside them, dead due to a single gunshot wound to the head in both cases. The women's throats were also cut but not enough to be fatal."

Elijah looked up at her. "This is the sort of thing that Lonely Heart had you do, isn't it?"

Selina nodded. "Well, yes. But I swear I didn't leave the house last night. I couldn't have killed those people! Please believe me!"

Elijah nodded. "I do," he said. "And that means we're going to have to leave. Pack your things quickly."

Selina ran to her room and began throwing things in suitcases. At a knock on the bedroom door, she let out a shriek.

Steeling himself, Elijah went to answer the door, letting out his breath when he saw Alistair and not his father on the other side. "Are you two packing?" He asked Elijah. "After the murders last night, that might be the best thing."

"Yes," Elijah nodded. "We are." He stood up. "I'm going to go throw some things in a bag."

Alistair nodded. "And if your father comes, I'll stall him enough for you to get away."

Elijah sprinted to the bedroom and threw his things in a bag. As they were on their way out, the doorbell rang again. Alistair answered it, finding Selina's friend Olivia on the other side.

"Hi!" she said chirpily. "Lovely day isn't it? Sera, why didn't you tell me you were still in town? I had to find out from a murder article in the paper."

"Livy, I would love to stay and chat, but I have to go," Selina said, trying to push past her. "It's a bit of an emergency."

"What could be so bad?" Olivia asked.

"Those murders," Selina said. "Those murders will be the death of me unless I leave Paris." She elbowed Olivia aside and ran out of the house with Elijah following her. As she got outside, she felt a grip on her arm. She found herself looking into Mikael's eyes.

"Hello," he said. "Something told me I'd see you again."

Selina shook her head. "I didn't do it," she said. "It wasn't me! Let me go!"

Elijah grabbed her other arm. "Let her go, Father. She didn't commit those murders. I don't know who did, but it wasn't her."

"How can you be so sure?" Mikael asked him.

"I was with her all night," Elijah said. "I would have known if she'd left."

"Stop lying to me," Mikael said. "You're in love with her and it's clouding your judgment."

"It's not," Elijah said. "She's innocent."

"I don't believe you," Mikael said.

"All right," Selina said. "If you let Elijah be the one to bring me, I'll come quietly," she said.

Mikael eyed her suspiciously for a moment then shoved her into Elijah's arms. "Let's go," he said.

"We'll follow you," Elijah said. But as soon as Mikael's back was turned. Selina grabbed Elijah's hand and pulled him along after her as she ran toward the marina where their boat sat.

"What are you doing?" Elijah asked.

"We just have to make it to the boat!" Selina said. "Once we do, that'll get us back to the present day and out of danger!"

Mikael gave chase and almost caught them several times. When they got to the dock, Elijah felt it would be the end for them, but was surprised when Selina took a deep breah, dove into the water and began swimming toward their boat, which was on the opposite side of the dock. They climbed into the boat just as Mikael reached them and with a woosh! returned to the present day.

"Oh, my god," Selina said. "That is something I never hope to experience again."

"Not fun, was it?" Elijah asked.

Selina shook her head. "Now I just need to rest. I don't think I can handle any more stress. I just want to go home and rest."

"What about going to see Adrian?" Elijah asked. "Do you still wan to go and see him?"

"Oh, yeah," Selina said. "I should probably do that."

They called for a car from the boat and when it came to pick them up, Elijah went off to his house and then Selina went to Adrian's. She was surprised when Helene opened the door and hugged her.

"I'm so glad you're here," she said. "Now that you and Adrian are here, I have something I need to tell you both."

"What is it?" Selina asked, taking a seat next to Adrian who looked just as eager. "What do you have to tell us?"

"All right, I'll just come out with it," Helene said. "You two, I'm pregnant."

The room was silent for a moment and then Selina and Adrian looked at one another and said at the sam time, "Oh, my god."