"Oh, my goodness," Alistair said, staying still when he saw Klaus put his coat on. "Don't tell me we're going to go to the theater again. I just…I won't do it."

"Actually, I was going to go sketch," Klaus told him. "You can come with me if you want. I think you could use the air."

"Oh, I suppose I will," Alistair replied. But he had to do something first. He made a flower appear, a white rose like Astrid liked, and went up to his room where she was stripping the bed.

"Excuse me," he said to her. "Klaus and I are going out, but before we do, I want to give you this."

"How did you know I liked white roses?" Astrid smiled. "Aren't you sweet!" She even gave him a kiss and then he and Klaus headed out.

When they reached the park, Klaus began sketching. Then he heard someone call out. His sketch was messed up as a dog sped toward them, followed by a red-haired woman in pursuit of it. Klaus grabbed the small black dog, preparing to hand it to the woman. He looked around and watched her plunge into the pond. He handed the dog to Alistair, removed his coat, jumped in the water, and helped the woman out of the pond, and the dog too.

"Thank you," she said as he fished her hat out and handed it to her. "That was very sweet of you. "I'm Amy."

"Klaus," he said, kissing her hand. He opened his mouth to ask her out, but then someone called her name.

"Excuse me," she said quickly. "My fiancé is calling. "I have to go." She ran toward the dark-haired man and Klaus expected them just to go, but a few minutes later, she brought him over. "Jonathan," she said, "This is Klaus. He saved me when I fell in the water. And Spot too."

The little brown dog gave a bark and shook himself out as Jonathan reached out to shake Klaus' hand. "Thank you so much for looking after my fiancée," he told him. "I'm very much indebted to you."

"It's no trouble at all," Klaus told him. "I was very pleased to do it. She's a beautiful woman."

"She is, isn't she?" Jonathan wanted to know, holding onto Amy's hand tightly. Then, to Klaus's surprise, he reached into the pocket of his coat and took out a card, which he handed to him. "I'd like to thank you for what you did. That card has my address on it. Come by tomorrow and we'll have a drink. You can bring a guest too, if you'd like."

"All right," Klaus nodded. "Thank you. See you then." He told the pair goodbye and then headed back to Alistair.

"I just saved a beautiful woman," He said as Alistair put an arm around him and helped him sit down on a bench. "Her name's Amy. She has beautiful red hair and big blue eyes. And she's got a fiancé too, but I'm sure we can work around that. When we go to see them tomorrow, we can put our plan into action."

"Oh, for heaven's sake!" Alistair sighed. "You can't go around stealing other people's fiancees! We've been through this before! It's not allowed!"

Klaus gave him a look. "I don't know what you mean. I've only shown interest in one man's wife…that you know of. You're not jealous, are you?"

"No!" Alistair replied impatiently. "I have no interest in you or any other man!"

"Well, then who do you like?" Klaus questioned. "That pretty nurse you call Astrid?"

"I call her Astrid because that's her name," Alistair said impatiently.

"I think you should tell her," Klaus grinned. "As she has amnesia, I'm sure she'd be glad to know something about herself."

Alistair rolled his eyes. "Are you done with your picture? I'd like to go home."

"Go home then," Klaus shrugged. "I'm perfectly capable of drawing outside by myself."

"All right," Alistair told him. "I'm going."

When he reached the house, the first person he saw was Astrid. "Hello," she greeted him. "It's nice to see you on your feet. How are you feeling?"

"Much better, thank you," Alistair smiled at her. "Thank you for taking care of me. I promise not to drink so much in the future so you don't have to do it again."

"Well, I have to agree about the drinking," Astrid told him. "I really don't think ingesting that much alcohol so often is a good idea, but if I'm going to be honest, I enjoyed taking care of you. It made me really happy to be at the bedside of such a handsome man."

"Awww," Alistair smiled. "You're beautiful too."

"Where's Klaus?" Astrid asked, sitting down at the table.

"I left him at the park," Alistair replied. "He set his sights on a woman and I just…I can't say that I'm not upset about that."

"I can see why you would be," Astrid nodded earnestly. "I assume I'd feel the same way if I lost a man I liked to someone else. And when I called you handsome, I meant it purely in an aesthetic sense. I'm sorry if I offended you."

"Oh, for heaven's sake!" Alistair cried, trying not to sound too impatient because this wasn't the future where he and Astrid were secure in their relationship. "I don't have any interest in Klaus, at least not romantically."

"Well then why are you upset that he's interested in a woman?" Astrid wanted to know.

"Because the woman has a fiancé," Alistair told her. "And I have a feeling that it won't end well for anyone if he tries to pursue her."

"Oh," Astrid nodded. "All right." She then made a small rose appear and handed it to him. "For your buttonhole," she said, blushing a little. "I think I'm doing well with my powers, even though I've only known about them for a couple of days."

"Yes," Alistair nodded and tucked the white rose into his buttonhole. He sat down at the kitchen table and sighed. "We're supposed to see the woman and her fiancé tomorrow as a way of thanks for Klaus' rescue. I'm really nervous about it."

"It'll be all right," Astrid said, and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "You'll do all right. I have faith in you."

"Well, welcome!" Amy greeted Alistair and Klaus when they showed up at Jonathan's house the next day. "It's so lovely to see you."

"Lovely to see you too," Klaus told her. "I'm very pleased to see you've recovered."

"Thank you," Amy nodded. "It takes more than just a tumble in some water to truly frighten me."

Klaus then offered Amy his arm. "May I escort you to the table?"

"Well, aren't you sweet?" Amy smiled. "I would appreciate that."

Alistair rolled his eyes behind Klaus and Amy's backs and when they reached the table, which was spread out with lunch and expensive red and white wines, Klaus pulled out Amy's chair so she could sit down and then Alistair came and pulled him over so they could sit together.

"What are you doing?" Klaus whispered angrily. "I want to sit next to Amy!"

"She's engaged," Alistair whispered firmly. "Let her sit next to her fiancé!"

But his say was challenged when Jonathan came in and saw them. "What are you doing sitting over there?" He asked Klaus. "As the guest of honor, you should have the seat at the head of the table between Amy and me."

"All right!" Klaus told him agreeably and took the seat Jonathan indicated. "I just didn't want to come between you and your fiancé, cause that would be rude."

"That's very kind of you, but I don't think you need to worry," Jonathan told him. "Wine?"

"Of course!" Klaus smiled and held out his glass as he reached for a sandwich. "Red, please. I don't care what kind."

He was reasonably well-behaved until it was time for them to go home and he said goodbye to Amy by giving her a hug and kissing both her cheeks.

Alistair expected Jonathan to be upset about this, but the man was clearly still oblivious to the fact that his new friend was trying to steal his fiancée right out from under him.

"Could you have been more obvious?" He asked as they made their way back to the carriage so they could ride home. "What was that display toward Amy all about? What happened to gentlemanly behavior?"

"Oh, Alistair!" Klaus smiled. "I didn't do anything that she objected to. Why are you fussing so much?"

"I'm trying to teach you right from wrong!" Alistair said irritably.

"Surely you can think of better things to do with your life than that," Klaus told him as they rode away. "Like spending time with that Astrid. Maybe marrying her and fathering her children. You can sire a bunch of tightly wound, serious children just like you."

"I can't do that," Alistair told him. "I can't pay attention to you and small children at the same time. Imagine what they'd be like. They'd be a complete mess!"

"It won't be that bad," Klaus told him. "I think you're being much too hard on yourself."

While Klaus' children with Selina were well aware of how Klaus and Amy were missing, most of Klaus and Amy's own children weren't as concerned as they should have been.

"They're missing?" Savannah said when she heard it from Jonathan, who heard it from Liam. She was sitting in her and Jonathan's living room with her sisters. "And everyone is making a big fuss? I'm sure there's nothing to worry about. Mom and Dad probably just went on vacation. Let's just let them do what they're doing. I'm sure they'll come back when they're ready."

"I would have thought you'd be more concerned, at least for your mother," Jonathan told her. "We're dealing with a time travel mishap here. The interns at the council confessed what they did and told everyone exactly what happened."

"Is there anything we can do?" Vivi asked. "I can't just sit here and wait for them to return. Who knows what could happen to them in the meantime? Who knows what sort of time travel spell the boys cast? So many things factor into it, you know. Intent, power, competence of the caster. You can have time travel where people remember who they are, time travel where people don't, time travel where nothing can change, time travel where time can't...she stood up. "Jonathan, where are your spell books? I'm gonna go study them!"

She ran off and then Jonathan looked at Rosalie. "And what do you have to say about this?"

"Of course I'm worried," Rosalie replied. "But I honestly don't know what to do. If someone comes up with some way I can help, I'll do it for sure. But until then, I think they can manage."

"Is it just Dad and Mom that are gone?" Savannah asked. "Is anyone else gone too?"

"Astrid and Alistair are gone too," Jonathan replied. "I fear what will happen at the council. Even though I think Helene can handle it competently, I don't know how many other people will. Poor Helene. This isn't going to end well for her."

When Helene came into work, she found her secretary standing by the door looking worried. "What?" She asked as she sat down. "What's the matter?"

"Apparently, the other Council members don't have the same faith in you that your mother does," the woman replied. "They had a meeting and I listened at the door. They said that if your mother doesn't get back in a week, they're gonna find someone to replace her."

"A week?" Helene asked, glad she was sitting down. "My mother was sent back in time! It'll take way more than a week to get her back! Are they out of their minds?"

"I have a feeling they've been waiting for a situation like this to happen ever since they thought they could toss your mother out for giving positions to relatives," the secretary replied. "Can I get you anything? What can I do for you?"

"Cancel any appointments I have, get me some coffee, and tell any Council members you find that I want to talk to them," Helene told her. "Please."

"Yes, ma'am," her secretary told her. "I'll get right on that. Good luck."