Elijah flinched as he finished speaking. Selina slowly trailed her lather-covered fingers out of his hair. "What?" She asked.

"I have an ex-fiancee," Elijah repeated. "Her name is Elizabeth and she just happens to be friends with Edith. She came by the bakery and was as surprised to see me as I was to see her."

"You said she was angry with you," Selina said. "Why would that be?"

"Well, were you mad at Aleksandr for leaving you?" Elijah asked.

Selina nodded. "Of course I was! He didn't even leave me a note explaining why he had left!"

"Well, now you know how Elizabeth feels," Elijah said. "Now, can we talk about something else, please?"

"Just one question," Selina said. "Were you planning on telling me about Elizabeth? Ever? I'm not mad at you about having an ex-fiancee. I mean, with my relationship track record, me being mad at you about about having past relationships would make me an awful hypocrite, wouldn't it? Two of my exes are your own brothers, for crying out loud! But at least you know that! You know about my relationships with Damon and Nicky and Aleksandr. I know nothing about you and Elizabeth or anyone else except Susan. And I think I deserve to know, don't you?" She eyed him reproachfully.

"There is a difference between your relationships and mine," Elijah said. "The majority of mine happened in the past. All those women are dead. Or most of them, anyway. Elizabeth still being alive is just unfortunate luck."

"That doesn't give you a free pass to keep things from me!" Selina said. "If I'm gonna be open with you, you have to be open with me!"

Elijah's eyes narrowed. "Do you realize how long it would take me to tell you about every single relationship I've had in the past thousand or so years?"

"I didn't say you had to tell me about all of them at once," Selina said. "You can tell me about a couple at a time, but eventually I am going to know about your entire romantic history. Because if you don't tell me yourself, I'll find out some other way, believe you me."

Elijah shut his eyes and rubbed his temples. "And with that," he said, "the mood has been ruined and I think we're done for the evening. I'm going to dry myself off and then go to bed."

He boosted himself out of the tub and dried himself off, and as she watched him, Selina felt nothing. Once he was gone, she sat alone in the tub for a few more minutes, and then drained it, carefully drying herself off, dressing in pajamas, and then going to her spare bedroom to sleep for the night. She knew he wouldn't tell her anything. But she knew the person who would. And she'd see her tomorrow.

Selina burst into Stefan and Anna's living room the next day, Gregory in her arms. "Where's Anna?" She asked Stefan, who was sitting on the sofa. "I have to talk to her. It's an emergency!"

Stefan just looked up at her. "Well, thank you for knocking," he said dryly. "Anna's not here right now. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No," Selina said quickly. "I think I'll just sit until she comes back."

Stefan nodded and the three of them sat in silence until Anna returned, then Selina sat Gregory on the sofa, stood up, strode over to her and gripped her arms. "We have a problem!" She said. "Did you know that Elijah had an ex-fiancee?"

Anna smirked. "He's had a lot of them. But the most recent one was a woman named Elizabeth. He left her when she got too attached to him and almost found out he was a vampire. A lot like you and Aleksandr, if you think about it."

"Well, she's back!" Selina said. "And she might try to start things up with him again. I mean, sure she's all old and wrinkly by now, but you never know."

"We should check up on this," Anna said. "Just in case, you know."

Selina nodded. "But we'll have to take Gregory with us. I can't seem to get hold of anyone to watch him."

"I could do it," Stefan said, looking perturbed. "It's not like the two of you are going to give me any other choice." But when Gregory crawled into his lap, he did lighten up a little. "There go Lucy and Ethel," he said. "Or in this case, Lucy and Lucy."

As Selina and Anna drove away from the house, Selina's cell phone rang. "What are you doing?" Elijah asked. "Whatever it is, stop doing it!"

"I resent your tone!" Selina said. It implies that I'm doing something bad. All I'm doing is a little checking up on your ex-fiancee. What's so wrong with that?"

"You've lost your mind," Elijah said. "You have nothing to worry about."

"Why didn't you tell me about her?" Selina asked.

"Because we were together years ago and frankly, I thought she'd be dead by now!" Elijah said. "Come back home, please. And I don't see why you had to bring Gregory into this-" He kept talking, but Selina took the phone away from her ear and rolled her eyes. "Can you believe him?" She asked Anna. "He actually called just to tell me not to do anything crazy. I wouldn't call this 'crazy'. Would you?"

"No," Anna shook her head. "I would call it a preemptive strike against trouble. That's what I would call it, and if Elijah can't understand that, it's not our fault." She gave Selina a look. "So where are we going? Where does she live?"

Selina shrugged. "I don't know. Why don't you know? You know more about her than I do. I only met her recently. You've known about her for years."

"Well, that may be so," Anna said. "But that doesn't mean Elijah told me where she lived or anything. He seemed to think I would interfere if he gave me too many details about his relationships."

Selina scoffed. "If that doesn't make him like every other man I've ever known, I don't know what does. Why do they always think that they can't trust us? They should be able to, you know? Or at least have the sense to figure out that if they don't tell us the truth about their exes, we'll find out some other way that will be much more unpleasant for them."

"So how do you suggest we work our way out of this?" Anna asked. "Asking Elijah flat out won't get us anywhere, we know that much."

"I've got it!" Selina said, brightening. "Elijah saw her at the bakery! Maybe I can go there and ask around and then he'd never have to know."

"What bakery?" Anna asked. "What would Elijah be doing in a bakery?"

"It's my bakery," Selina said. "Yesterday was opening day, but I was in bed sick because of the baby, so Elijah was sweet enough to cover for me, even if it meant spending time around Abby. She's a girl who has a huge crush on him, you know."

"Just a minute," Anna said. "Let me get a good grip on this image I have in my head of Elijah selling cupcakes because it is hilarious! I mean, who'd have thunk?"

"Yeah," Selina said. "He's just too good to me sometimes. Except for when he won't be open with me about his past relationships. And that is why we are going to the bakery to talk to Edith about her friend Elizabeth."

"While you're doing that, can I eat whatever I want?" Anna asked.

Selina nodded. "As long as you don't make yourself sick."

When they got to the bakery, they found Edith sweeping up. "Well, hello!" She said, smiling. "I'm glad to see you're feeling better today, Selina. Did Elijah tell you what a profitable day we had yesterday?"

"No," Selina shook her head. "Things went well? I'm so glad!"

"Yes," Edith nodded. "The place was so packed you couldn't even see the floor. That's why I'm glad Elizabeth and I stayed in the kitchen. We would have gotten trampled!"

"I came by and talk to you about your friend Elizabeth," Selina said as Anna sat down in front of a three-level cupcake display and began eating the cupcakes off it one at a time.

"Is it all right that she's-?" Edith asked, watching Anna nervously.

"Yes," Selina nodded. "She's a friend of mine and I told her she could. Now about your friend Elizabeth-"

"What about her?" Edith asked. "I wasn't aware that the two of you even knew each other."

"We don't," Selina said. "But we have a mutual acquaintance, let's say. I'd like to talk to her. Could you tell me where she lives?"

"I don't know if I'm comfortable just telling you where she lives," Edith said. "Would it be all right if I invited her to the bakery and you two talked here?"

Selina grinned. "You seem nervous, Edith. What do you think I plan to do with Elizabeth? Kill her? I only want to talk to her...really."

"Listen to her," Anna said, her mouth full of cupcake. "That's all she really wants."

Just then, the little bell over the bakery door rang and Elizabeth walked in. "Well, speak of the devil," Selina said.

"I'm sorry?" Elizabeth asked.

"Elizabeth, this is Selina," Edith said. "She's my boss. She wants to talk to you. Says you have a mutual acquaintance."

"We do?" Elizabeth asked.

Selina nodded. "We do. Could we talk in my office, please?" She asked. "Would you mind?"

"No, I wouldn't," Elizabeth said. "Lead the way."

Selina led Elizabeth into her office and shut the door behind them. "There," she said. "Now we can talk safely. I understand you used to be engaged to my husband."

Elizabeth nodded, her expression hard. "I loved him very much. But he left me. You're a pretty girl. I would hate for him to do the same to you."

"Oh, I don't think that's possible," Selina said with a grin. "The thing that drove him away from you? I know about that. I know he's a vampire. And now that I've told you, are you going to keep quiet, or am I going to have to guarantee your silence?"

"He's done something to you," Elizabeth said, looking at Selina with sympathy. "He's messed with your mind somehow. He's controlling you. Get out while you still can. While you're still human."

"Now do we tell her?" Anna asked, her hand on the open office door. "Once we tell her the truth, we have to kill her. We can't have her blabbing the fact that we're vampires all over town."

"At least not until Halloween," Selina said. "At that point, it will be good for business."

"So are we going to kill her, or not?" Anna asked.

"Anna, she is a little old lady!" Selina said. "Killing her would be wrong! Killing anyone is wrong. Except under extreme circumstances, of course."

"And of course I can't kill you," Elizabeth, replied. "I have to think of the children Elijah told me about. Your little boy and the baby you've got coming. Was Elijah telling the truth when he said you're pregnant?"

"Yeah," Selina nodded. "What about it?"

"Well, it's just wrong, isn't it?" Elizabeth said. "Here you have innocent little babies and you're damning them to hell by making them monsters. They don't even have a choice, do they?"

"What is it that you think we do to them?" Selina asked.

"You make them vampires, don't you?" Elizabeth asked. "Bit them, drink their blood, doom them to walk the night for the rest of eternity?"

"No," Selina shook her head. "They're born vampires. Don't ask me to explain the logic of that to you, because I can't. But I would never do anything to hurt my children the way you've described."

At that moment, Anna sped in and tackled Elizabeth, pinning her to the ground and sinking her fangs into Elizabeth's neck."

"No!" Selina cried. "Anna stop! We have to wipe her memory! That would be better."

Anna looked up at Selina resentfully. "You didn't use to think that way," she said. "Or do I have to remind you of what you did to a certain Alfred McIntyre?"

"Alfred deserved what I did to him," Selina said dismissively. "He was a scoundrel. Elizabeth here is just a nuisance. And we can fix that easily."

Anna got off Elizabeth and Selina pulled the old woman to her feet. "You don't remember anything about us," she said. "You don't remember being told that Elijah, or me or anyone else are vampires."

Elizabeth nodded. "I don't remember," she said.

"Good," Selina replied and released her. "Now go tell Edith you have to go home and you'll see her later."

Elizabeth stumbled out of Selina's office, said some parting words to Edith and then left the bakery. When she was on the sidewalk, she pulled a locket out of her dress, and opened it, careful not to let the contents spill out. It was vervain and it was precious. She couldn't afford to lose any of it.

Three months later, Caroline found herself on Adrian and Helene's doorstep. She knocked a couple of times and then waited. Soon, a little girl answered the door. "Hello," she said. "Who are you?"

"My name's Caroline," she said. "Who are you?"

"I'm Lenora," she replied. "Would you like to come inside?"

Caroline grinned. "Well, thank you," she said. She followed the little girl to the living room. "Sit down," Lenora told her. "Do you want to see Mommy or Daddy?"

"Is your daddy here?" Caroline asked. "I have to tell him something important."

"Just a minute," Lenora said. "I'll go see." She ran off to look for her father and eventually found him in the backyard working on an old car. "Daddy?" she said, "There's a lady here to see you. She wants to tell you something important."

Adrian, who was lying on the ground with a wrench in hand, sat up too quickly, hit his head, swore, and then looked at his daughter. "Did she say what her name was?" He asked, trying to keep his voice light.

Lenora grinned. "Daddy, you have a bump on your head."

"I know," Adrian said through his teeth. "That's what happens when you're working on a car and you forget how low the bottom is and hit your head on it."

"I can make it better," Lenora said. "Want me to? You don't want a bump like that when you talk to the pretty lady. And you have black stuff all over you."

Adrian sighed. "What the hell," he said, walking over to stand beside her. "Go ahead and fix me up."

Lenora kissed his forehead and then stepped back from him. He expected her to wave her hand and magically make the oil disappear from his shirt, but instead, she ran away and came back with the hose. She touched it and a jet of cold water burst forth, hitting Adrian with enough force to knock him to the ground and soak him from head to foot. "There," Lenora said with satisfaction when she turned the water off. "Now you're not dirty anymore."

"But I'm wet," Adrian pointed out. "Don't you see that I'm wet?"

She magically air-dried him and the two of them went into the house where Caroline sat waiting. "Hello, Adrian," she said. "I was wondering if we could have a word. It's about your father."

"What about my father, Caroline?" Adrian asked. "What's he done now?"

"Nothing yet," she said. "But three months ago, your sister Roxie told him that she was pregnant, and then he found out your mother is again too and he just hasn't been the same since. So I just wanted to warn you about his unbalanced state of mind in case he shows up here and starts mumbling things that don't make any sense."

The room was silent for a moment and then Adrian burst into laughter. "That's a good joke," he said when he could get his breath. "I mean, April Fools' Day was like, three weeks ago, but still, that's a good joke! Roxie being pregnant...I have to give you top marks on that one." He grinned.

"Adrian, I'm not joking," Caroline said. "Roxie is pregnant. For real. Go to her house and see for yourself."

"All right," Adrian said. "I'll play along. But you'll have to watch Lenora. You don't mind, do you?"

"No," Caroline said. She looked at Lenora. "We'll be fine, won't we?"

Adrian looked at Lenora, then looked at Caroline, taking Lenora gently by the arm. "Could you excuse us for a moment, Caroline?" He asked.

Caroline nodded. "Of course."

Adrian led Lenora off to a corner and said, "Remember your mother's rule about being alone with people who don't know you very well?"

"Yes," Lenora nodded.

"What is it?" Adrian asked. "I want you to tell me."

Lenora cleared her throat. "Mommy says that when I'm around people I don't know very well, it's not a good idea to do any magic."

Adrian nodded. "That's right. So you and Caroline stay here and play tea party or something while I go and visit Aunt Roxie, all right?"

Lenora nodded. "All right, Daddy. And if you're not back in an hour, I'll send help."

Adrian grinned at Lenora and ruffled her hair. "You're a good kid, you know that?" He asked her, then headed to his car and drove off to Roxie and Vince's.

Adrian parked in the street and walked up to the door, knocking. He heard a loud crash and a yell and then Vince opened the door. "Hi, Adrian," he said. "What brings you here?"

"Is Roxie really pregnant?" Adrian asked. "Or have I heard wrong?"

"No," Vince winced as another tinkling crash echoed through the house. "I think that was my grandmother's teapot," he said. "You wanna risk coming in? Or do you want me to come out?"

Adrian shrugged. "Whatever works for you," he said.

Vince nodded. "Why don't you come in." He opened the door and stood aside to let Adrian enter. They walked to the kitchen together, where Roxie was pulling things out of cabinets and throwing them on the floor.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Adrian said, grabbing her arm. "Slugger, how about we stop now?"

Roxie turned to face him and his eyes widened. "Oh, my god! You're-"

"Hideously fat?" Roxie finished, venom in her voice. "Yeah, I know that. I'm not blind. And it's his fault!" She glared at Vince. "When I told him that I'd try to be pregnant, this is not what I signed up for."

"Well, just what were you expecting?" Adrian asked. "You had to know that you'd put on a bit of weight. You've been around Mom when she was pregnant, right?"

"Well, yeah," Roxie said. "I mean, I remember when she was pregnant with Lucy and Sam, but she had to be big! She was carrying two babies! I'm just faaaaaat!" She burst into tears and ran in the direction of her and Vince's bedroom.

"Well, that's an improvement, I guess," Vince said. "I mean, at least she's not breaking stuff anymore."

"Maybe you should go see Enid again," Adrian suggested. "Just to see if, you know, Roxie's carrying twins or not. That could be possible, and if it was, Roxie might lighten up."

"Lighten up or freak out more," Vince said. "I mean, she was scared enough about screwing up with one baby. Imagine how bad she'll feel if she has to worry about screwing up with two."

"You mean she actually cared?" Adrian asked in surprise. "I would have thought she was doing this just to humor you!"

Vince nodded. "That's what I thought too, but apparently, under all her 'me, me, me!' there is a small part of her that actually cares about our kid or kids and doesn't want to screw it or them up."

They sat and stared at one another before Adrian finally said, "You want to go talk to Roxie, or do you think I should?"

"Maybe you should," Vince told him. "She's not exactly in the best of moods with me right now."

"All right." Adrian nodded and walked to Roxie and Vince's room, knocking lightly on the door. "Slugger?" He said to Roxie, "Can I come in? I think we need to talk."

"Fine," Roxie said after a moment, her voice choked with tears. "Come in if you want. I don't care."

Cautiously, Adrian opened the door and stood just inside. "Are you all right?" He asked her.

"Yeah," Roxie said. "I'm fine. Now I told you you could come in, so you might as well do it!"

Steeling himself, Adrian advanced into the room and sat next to his sister on her side of the bed, and put his hand lightly on her shoulder. "Are you scared?" He asked. "Because it's okay if you are."

She turned to face him. "What would you know about that? It's not like you had to carry any babies!"

"Well, no," Adrian said. "But I did go through the process with Helene, and spend practically every night of her pregnancy scared to death about the sort of kid she and I were gonna have."

"You were scared about Lenora?" Roxie asked in surprise. "But she's a good kid! A little mischievous, sure, but a good kid!"

"But before Helene and I decided to make her werewolf gene dormant, we had a possible witch-vampire-werewolf hybrid on our hands," Adrian told her. "You can't tell me that's not scary, and at least it's not something you have to deal with."

"Yeah," Roxie nodded and leaned against her brother. Adrian put an arm around her. "You're gonna be okay, right? You'll be able to handle a kid! Or even two, if that's what it comes to. I can see you being the one who makes your kids successful," he said.

"Really?" She asked. "What makes you say that?"

"Well, for starters," he said, "You won't let them get away with anything, will you?" He asked. "They break a rule and you won't be afraid to show them who's boss."

"But what if I do that and it makes them hate me?" Roxie asked. "I don't want my kid to hate me!"

"If your kid hates you for making rules to ensure their safety, then so what?" Adrian asked. "I mean, Lenora was upset the day Helene told her she couldn't do magic in front of just anyone in case she ended up getting hurt and Lenora pouted and cried and had a tantrum, but Helene stayed firm and eventually Lenora got over herself and she and Helene are good now. Making rules and boundaries for your kids is a good thing. It shows that you care. Don't be so hung up on making your kid like you that they're just able to do whatever they want. I mean, did that work for you and Dad?"

"No," Roxie shook her head. "I mean, that's why I liked him better when I was little, because he let me do whatever I wanted and Mom just nagged a lot, but now I sorta wish..."

"You sorta wish you'd been nicer to Mom, huh?" Adrian finished.

"Well, yeah," Roxie nodded, blushing a little. "Sort of." She paused. "And I know you said this awhile ago, but what did you mean about us having two kids? What do you know that I don't?"

Adrian shrugged. "I was just thinking of reasons why you're bigger than you're supposed to be at this point and one of the reasons I thought of was that you and Vince might be having twins. Would you be up to going to Enid's to check?"

Roxie nodded. "I guess so. But first, I should probably apologize to Vince and clean up the kitchen, shouldn't I?"

"Yeah," Adrian nodded. "That would be good. I'll even help you."

She and Adrian cleaned up the kitchen and then Roxie and Vince drove off to Enid's while Adrian headed back home, patting himself on the back for skillfully averting what could have blown up into a major crisis.

When Vince and Roxie arrived at Enid's, she handed Roxie an orange juice and told the two of them to sit down at the bar. "So, how are things going?" She asked.

"Am I gonna have twins?" Roxie blurted out. "Is that why I'm so fat?"

Enid stared at her for a few minutes, then, brushing a strand of dark hair out of her eyes, came around the bar to stand in front of Roxie. "Stand up," she ordered. "Let me look at you." Enid gave her a sweeping glance and said almost immediately, "Yes, you and Vince will be having twins." But her eyes were troubled, leaving Vince and Roxie to wonder if something was wrong.