"So," Jonathan said to Alistair, "Tell me more about this future of yours."

"I don't know if I should," Alistair said and scooted himself back against the chair he was sitting in in Jonathan and Amy's living room. "I feel I've already said too much and it wouldn't do anyone any good if I was put away."

"That's why I have no intention of doing that if you talk to me," Jonathan told him reasonably. "Most of the time, you seem perfectly lucid and reasonable. So you're either telling the truth about coming from the future, which is entirely possible, or you're a very good actor, which could also be the case. Now tell me, which one are we dealing with here?"

"I'm really from the future," Alistair told him. "Now that I've said that, are you certain that you won't put me away?"

"I won't," Jonathan swore. "I've seen the sort of pain doing something like that can cause and I don't want to put you through it. Now, tell me more about the future. Are Amy and I happy together?"

Alistair pursed his lips and averted his eyes. "I don't think you'll be very happy with my answer."

"Please just tell me anyway," Jonathan insisted. "I would like to know."

Alistair sighed then. "Actually, you being with Amy is probably causing all sorts of trouble in the future."

"Is it?" Jonathan asked, raising an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Because where I'm from, you and Amy aren't married at all," Alistair got out. "She's married to Klaus and they have three daughters. You're married to the eldest daughter."

Jonathan's eyes widened. "That can't be true!" He cried, rising quickly to his feet. "It can't be that at any point in time, Amy feels a connection to that…that…" He then got overwhelmed and had to sit down, muttering angrily to himself.

"In my defense, I told you that you wouldn't like what I had to say," Alistair replied. "You're the one who insisted I say something."

"I'm just glad that the future is changed," Jonathan told him. "It's much better for Amy that way."

"Oh, I don't know about that," Alistair cautioned. "The reason why she's with Klaus and not you is because she felt that your relationship happened much too soon. She broke off your engagement and then got herself a job and went off to see the world. Amy's much more independent than you give her credit for. The only reason why it doesn't seem like it now is because she doesn't remember being that way."

"And when she's in her right mind, she sees your friend as a better option?" Jonathan asked. He still couldn't get his head around that.

"Yes, I know it's odd," Alistair agreed. "Sometimes I question why Amy's so committed to Klaus as well. They've had their ups and downs, but it always seems to work out for them in the end." He paused. Jonathan still looked incredibly dejected so he said, "Would you like to hear about the daughter of theirs that you're married to? That might cheer you up."

"All right," Jonathan nodded. "Is she anything like Amy?"

"She has her moments of being like her mother, but she's actually more like her father," Alistair told him.

Jonathan heard this and made a face. "Tell me how in the world it is that I come to be attracted to a woman like that?"

"I really can't explain it," Alistair said. "Not very well anyway. You know her from childhood and become attached that way. You watch her grow up, and as she does, so does the amount of affection you have for her."

"That's all well and good, but if you expect me to risk putting Amy in danger again just because of some hypothetical woman, you are sorely mistaken," Jonathan told him. "I won't do it. I won't."

Alistair sighed. Although Jonathan had a point about having no reason to feel anything for Savannah until he knew her or at least saw her, Alistair had no way of giving him that without making things more complicated. But at the same time, he thought, he had to at least try if he expected to be able to save the future at all. "What if there was some way I could show her to you?" He asked. "If you could meet the woman you're actually supposed to marry? Would you be willing to do that and then let Amy do what needs to be done then?"

"Well, I think we should ask Amy's opinion, shouldn't we?" Jonathan asked, just as Amy's voice rang out, declaring that she'd returned from wherever she'd gone.

"Alistair!" She smiled and came over to take his hand. "How are you feeling today? Any better?"

"Yes, thank you," Alistair replied. "Much."

"He's been telling me interesting stories about the future where he came from," Jonathan informed her. "Apparently, you and Klaus are married there, have three daughters, and I'm married to the eldest one."

"Are you?" Amy asked.

"Yes," Jonathan nodded. "It appears so."

"And did I forget to mention that you adopted a girl named Mary who's a witch?" Alistair added. "I can't believe I forget that part."

"You really should take to writing novels," Amy commented. "You have a marvelous imagination."

"He's not imagining all this," Jonathan told Amy firmly. "It's real, remember?"

"Oh, yes," Amy flushed a little because they were supposed to go along with whatever Alistair said. "Of course. I forgot." She paused. "Does that mean you'd like me to start socializing with Klaus?"

"That would be the best thing," Alistair nodded. "Do you think you could find it in yourself to do that?"

"You know I would," Amy replied. "Or at least I'd be willing to give it a try, I suppose, if it means saving the future."

"How can you be so eager about this?" Jonathan cried. "He's a vampire! He tried to kill you!"

"Yes, but I am a witch and can handle myself if he tries it again," Amy replied. "Now that I've had time to think about it, I believe we married in haste. I know there will be repercussions for ending our marriage so quickly, but I think the future is more important, don't you?"

"What?" Jonathan asked, his jaw dropping a little. "While you're off saving the future, what am I supposed to do?"

"That is a very good question," Amy said and turned to Alistair. "What is he supposed to do?"

"I'm sure we'll think of something," Alistair told her. "Now, are you certain you want to restart your relationship with Klaus? You don't have to right away, you know. Things have probably gone so insane now that any other changes would just be a continuation of that pattern."

Amy thought a moment. "Maybe I won't commit to him right away," she decided. "Maybe I'll help him be more polished first. I'm sure with a little love and care, he can become more than the crazy man he is now."

"I suppose," Alistair replied. "Good luck with that."

"And you with Astrid," Amy smiled. "I'm sure your relationship with her is important in the future as well?"

"Yes," Alistair nodded. "Yes indeed, it is."

"I'll tell Astrid you want to talk to her later then," Amy said, putting on her hat and preparing to go out again. "Shall I?"

"You can try," Alistair told her. "But don't be surprised if you get a less than warm reply in response."

"Hello," Klaus said in surprise when he opened the door and saw Amy on the other side. "This is a pleasure. I thought for sure that I would never see you again. Come in, please."

"Thank you," Amy smiled and put her hat on the hat rack before he led her to the living room. "Would you like me to explain to you why I'm here?"

"If you'd like to," Klaus nodded affably. "But in all honesty, I just like your company. I don't really need to know the reason for it. And-" He paused and averted his eyes. "I'm sorry for how I behaved toward you at the theater. It's no wonder that you ran away from me. People usually do."

"Well, that's why I came back," Amy told him. "Now that I've had time to think about it, I'd like to help you be less scary. If you'd like me to, that is."

Klaus gave a little chuckle. "That, I have to tell you, is a very difficult job. Are you sure you're prepared for it?"

"If I can cope with finding out you're a vampire the way I did, I think I can handle helping you bring out your better self," Amy told him. "Don't worry about that." She took his hand just as a voice sounded out.

"Well, well, who's this?" Klaus looked over to see Selina in the entryway to the living room, her hands on her hips. "Care to introduce me to your friend, Klaus?"

"Of course," Klaus told her as she approached the chair they were sitting on. "Amy, Miss Warren, Miss Warren, Amy."

Selina's lip curled. "It's nice to see that you and she are on such intimate terms," she said.

"Don't be jealous," Klaus told her. "I don't know why you're acting this way. We've hardly been together long enough to feel things for one another."

Selina scoffed. "That's the excuse that every man I've come across uses." She turned around. "Maybe I'm better off without you anyway." She strode off and Amy bit her lip. "I didn't mean to upset her," she said.

"Oh, don't feel bad," Klaus said. "She was like that a lot." He opened his mouth to speak again, but this time, Elijah interrupted as he strode into the living room. "Was that Miss Warren I saw leaving, Niklaus? Is she planning on returning? Remember what you need her for."

"No," Klaus told him. "I don't think she is. We'll give her a bit of a head start and get her again later. You remember Amy, don't you brother?"

"I remember she married," Elijah replied. "What's she doing here? What have you done?"

"I haven't done anything," Klaus defended himself. "She came here on her own."

"I did," Amy assured Elijah. "Alistair's been telling Jonathan and me such interesting stories about the future and apparently mine and Jonathan's both hinge on Klaus and I being together."

"Is that so?" Elijah raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you poor woman. You have my sympathy." He strode off then and Amy said to Klaus, "So…would you really like my help? I want to make it clear right now that what I'm proposing will mean that we have no romantic entanglements whatsoever. We have to focus."

"Of course," Klaus nodded, focusing on her hair, which he reached out to play with as Elijah stood in the corner to make sure nothing bad was done to her. "I'm very good at focusing."

Amy gently detached his hand from her hair, stood up, and asked him to come to the library with her. "Now's as good a time as any to begin, I suppose. Is that all right with you?"

"Of course," Klaus nodded as they made their way to the room she'd mentioned and Elijah went back to his room. "I'm following you without any sort of complaint, aren't I?"

Meanwhile, back at Jonathan's house, Alistair was trying to think of how to get Jonathan a connection with Savannah so he would go along with Amy and Klaus' relationship and not interfere any further.

Finally, he zapped up a photograph of her after shutting his eyes and managing to get hold of Savannah mentally. He explained the situation succinctly and once Savannah understood what was going on, she agreed to talk to Jonathan by whatever way Alistair concocted. "Here she is," he said and handed a picture to him. "That's her."

"She's beautiful," Jonathan replied. "But I still…I still don't feel any connection to her, even though I know you'd like me to."

So Alistair gave the picture a zap and it began talking.

"Hello," Savannah told Jonathan. "I'm Savannah. What's your name?"

"Jonathan," Jonathan got out. "Jonathan Putnam. I'm…I'm a friend of your mother's. Savannah. That's a very interesting name." He sat down on the sofa. "How did you come by it?"

She shrugged. "Mom just liked it, that's all. Daddy wasn't much of a fan."

Jonathan paused and looked at Alistair. "Am I really talking to her?" He asked. "Or is this just some sort of representation saying what I want to hear?"

"No, it's really me!" Savannah replied. "Alistair told me what happened. Mental conversation and all. You know how you can get hold of people if you think hard enough about them."

"Yes," Jonathan nodded. "I'm aware of that. Are you really from the future?"

"Yes, I am," Savannah replied. "And whatever you're doing right now, would you mind stopping that and letting my parents get back together? It's really causing trouble for the version of you that lives with me. You think that I'm your daughter and I have to give you medicine every couple of hours so you don't forget the truth: That I'm your wife."

"Thank goodness for them coming up with potions to help people with time-travel-related memory loss, right?" Alistair asked.

"Oh, definitely," Savannah agreed. "Can I ask how things are going with Mom and Dad while I'm here? I'm not going to be losing my memory too, am I?"

"No, I shouldn't think so," Alistair assured her. "Your mother began her crusade to make your father more even tempered not too long ago."

"Oh, thank goodness!" Savannah replied. "Because if neither Jonathan nor I had our memories, that would be a problem."

"Would you do me a favor?" Alistair asked. "Would you check on Helene for me? See if everything is right with her? Astrid and I are having difficulties and I'd like to know how badly that's affected her."

"I will," Savannah nodded. "I promise."

"Thank you," Alistair said and got up, looking at Jonathan. "I'll leave you two alone now so you can get acquainted. Don't forget to come up with a way to be able to contact one another again."

"We won't," Savannah replied. "The challenge will be what to tell present Jonathan if he catches us talking."

"I'll manage that," Jonathan told her. "No one knows how I think better than I do."

"Good point," Savannah replied.

When Alistair arrived back at Klaus', he zapped up a rose and went in search of Astrid. "For you," he said, handing it to her. "I don't suppose you and I could talk on your next day off, could we?"

"Would we be talking about the future?" Astrid asked as she smelled the flower. "Because while I'm still mad at you, I want to help you get better, because you seem like a very nice man."

"Yes, it would be," Alistair nodded. "It-It would help me greatly if you talked with me."

"All right," Astrid agreed. "On my next day off, we'll go to dinner and we'll talk. But that's it. Don't be expecting anything else afterwards."

"I won't," Alistair assured her. "For now, this is good enough for me."

"Savannah!" Malachai said in surprise when he opened the door and saw Klaus' eldest daughter with Amy standing on his front step. "Hello! What can I do for you? I don't have any news about your father's whereabouts, if that's what you came for."

"No, no," Savannah told him. "I actually came to see Helene. Is she here? Her father had some concerns because where he and Astrid are, they aren't exactly together. Is Helene having any sort of memory problems or anything like that?"

"Not that I'm aware of," Malachai said and invited her in. "I think it would be pretty obvious if she was, don't you?"

"Yes," Savannah nodded. "I'm sure that Alistair will be glad to know everything is okay."

"Who was at the door?" Helene called.

"Savannah!" Malachai called back. "She comes bearing messages from your father."

"Are you?" Helene asked after zapping herself in front of the sofa. "What's going on? Is my father all right? What about my mother?"

"I don't know about your mother, but your father seemed all right," Savannah replied. "Or at least no different than normal. He told me to check on you so that's why I'm here."

"Well, isn't that sweet of him?" Helene smiled.

"Yes," Savannah smiled. "He's working so hard to get me and past Jonathan on the same page so that Daddy and Mom can stay together."

"You think he'd like me?" Malachai asked Helene. "Your father, I mean?"

"I don't think he'd object to you since you make me happy," Helene told him and gave him a kiss. "I don't think you have anything to worry about when it comes to my parents. Mom's not the head of the Council anymore, so although she had some issues with you before cause of the whole court thing, they don't apply now, I don't think."

"Speaking of the Council," Savannah said, "What's going on there? I haven't been watching the news. Is it still a mess?"

"I would think so," Helene nodded, then turned just as Percy came through the door. "How was work today?" She asked. "Lots of trouble? Is anyone in charge yet?"

"They came up with someone this morning," Percy replied. "At least until they can do an official election."

"Oh, good," Helene nodded.

"And I have one more thing to tell you," Percy said.

"What?" Helene asked.

"Steve's wanting to bring someone back from the dead again," Percy told her. "Just thought you'd want to know. He told me to keep it a secret, but I had to tell someone. I mean, it worked out well last time, but who knows about this time around? It could go horribly wrong!"

"I'll call my daughter Lenora tonight," Helene promised him. "She's married to James and she'll let him know so James will keep an extra close eye out for any further shenanigans. And maybe talk to Clarence about it too. This could be another case where it turns out all right in the end, just like Andrew and Amelia did."

Percy sighed. "I hope you're right. Cause I just can't stand keeping secrets in like this. The stress eats me alive!"

"Come here," Helene said and gave him a hug. "It'll all work out, I promise."

"You think?" Percy asked as he put his arms around her.

"Yeah," Helene nodded as he gave her a smile. "It will." She then introduced him to Savannah as a way to try and take his mind off Steve's secret. They got along surprisingly well, and when she left, he was actually sad to see her go.

"Can she come back?" Percy asked Malachai. "I like her."

"Don't get too attached," Malachai replied. "She's married."

"I didn't mean it that way," Percy told him. "I meant as a friend."

"Well, all right," Malachai nodded. "We'll see if we can't get her to come around again then."