"All right now, time to get up, I-" Amy came in to wake Klaus in the morning and was met with a sight that made her shriek and run out the door. "Oh, for heaven's sake!" She called to Klaus who was standing naked by his bedroom window and staring meditatively out of it. "Why don't you cover up?"

"I didn't know you were going to be coming in," Klaus remarked, a smirk on his face. "And wouldn't it have been good manners for you to knock before you entered my room?"

"Yes, I suppose," Amy conceded. "I apologize. Now put a robe on! Please!" Now, situations such as this wouldn't have bothered her if she had any idea about their relationship and the fact that she was actually acting out a very common occurrence, but since she had no idea, she waited until she heard him assure her that he was dressed before she ventured into the room again, sighing heavily when she was met with the same sight as before. "So you aren't going to be a gentleman and dress?" She asked. "Well, all right. I guess I'll have to do it for you." She zapped him into some clothes and then ordered him to sit down.

"All right," Klaus said, smirking. "What is it that you would like to 'talk' about? Your poor relationship with your husband that sent you running back to me? He stood up and came over to play with her hair again. "You can make all the excuses you want, but I believe you and I both know why you came back here."

Amy stood still and tried to control her breathing. While she resented his know it all tone, she couldn't deny that she found him aesthetically pleasing. Very aesthetically pleasing. He just needed a little polishing was all, especially his manners.

"I did come back for you," she confessed. "Would you like to be with me?"

"Yes," Klaus said immediately as he took her hand and began kissing her fingers. "You know I do."

"Well, I think that can be done," Amy told him and let him kiss up her arm while she let out a little gasp. "We just…we just need to do a little work on you first."

"What sort of work?" Klaus paused and looked deep into her eyes. "Do you want to make me more of a gentleman? You won't like me that way. I'll be just like your fiancé if you do that."

"True," Amy nodded. "That's something I didn't think about."

"So do you still want me to change?" Klaus asked.

"I don't know," Amy replied. "I'll have to think about it." She paused. "Is Miss Warren still coming around?"

"Not for reasons that will make her a threat to you," Klaus assured her. "And even if she tries something, you can always use your magic to put her in her place."

"I don't believe in treating people like that and abusing my magic that way," Amy told him. "I think it's wrong."

"Really?" Klaus asked, raising an eyebrow. "Then just what do you do with your magic, if you don't mind my asking?"

"I do plenty of things with my magic," Amy told him. "Just nothing that would interest you because I don't do things that are self-serving."

Klaus heard this, chuckled, and pulled her to him. "I knew you would say that. You enjoy being moral, don't you? Always doing the right thing. Always doing what will make other people happy. But what about you? What will make you happy, Amy? There's nothing wrong with being a little selfish sometimes. Why don't you let yourself have a little fun? Let me ruffle those perfect feathers a bit. You won't regret it. I assure you."

Amy thought about this. On the one hand, he did have a point. She hadn't made a lot of time to be frivolous in her life because she'd always had to be the one to set a good example for her younger sister, Margot. But despite her best efforts, her sister was still as ornery as ever, so maybe now it wouldn't hurt her to try and have a little fun for herself. "All…all right," she got out. "Just…just let me do one thing first."

Klaus grinned widely. "All right," he said in a soft voice. "But don't take too long."

Amy then ran out of the room and went in search of Alistair. "Please tell me," she said when she found him. "Did you…did you tell me that Klaus and I are in a relationship in the future?

"Yes," Alistair nodded and stood up. "You are."

"So it would actually be beneficial for me to accept Klaus' offer for a tryst?" Amy asked.

Alistair raised an eyebrow. "He invited you into his bed and you're taking him up on it?"

"You just said that it would be helpful if I did!" Amy cried, her voice full of exasperation. "Why are you judging me?"

"I'm not!" Alistair assured her quickly. "I'm actually very pleased that you didn't spend a lot of time struggling with the issue. It makes things a lot less stressful for me because I don't have to think about your daughters losing their memories or disappearing all together because you two aren't together."

Amy's eyes widened. "Would that…would that really happen?"

"Yes," Alistair nodded. "It would. Now run along and do whatever it is you intend to do."

"All right," Amy nodded. "And thank you. I feel much better about doing this now."

"I'm glad," Alistair told her. "Enjoy yourself."

Amy went back to Klaus and sat on his bed as he shut the door behind her with a click that sounded very final.

"Are you all right?" Klaus asked her as he made his way toward the bed. "You don't have to be frightened. I won't bite you…unless you want me to."

Amy chuckled and met his eyes. "I have magic. I could turn you into a bug and squish you if I wanted. Why in the world should I be frightened of you?" She then took his face in her hands and gave him a big kiss. When she pulled away, his eyes were wide with surprise, but he didn't stay thrown off guard for long. He took her in his arms and kissed her again, his hands threading through her red hair. He then pulled it out of its pins and then he had her face the wall so he could help her out of her dress and corset before watching as she took off her other undergarments.

He then undressed himself and led her to bed. No time was wasted as she threw her arms around his neck and his lips met hers. "You don't have to be gentle with me," Amy whispered. "Please don't be."

"Are you certain?" Klaus asked. "I don't want you to do anything you might regret in the morning."

"I won't regret this," Amy told him. "Please. If I only have the courage to do this once, I want it to be an experience to remember."

"All right," Klaus told her and nibbled on her ear. "I won't hold back. I promise." Then, true to his word, he pushed into her and buried himself deep, leaving Amy to let out a loud shriek.

"Are you all right?" Klaus asked.

"Yes," Amy nodded as he hovered over her. "Thank you for checking. But don't stop now. That…that was good."

He pushed into her a few more times and when they were both panting with exhaustion, he said, "Do you need to stop now?"

"Not unless you need to," Amy told him.

"I don't," Klaus shook his head. He was about to assume the position again when Amy stopped him. "You're probably tired," she said, not believing the words that were coming out of her mouth. "Why don't you let me take the lead for a while?"

"Are you sure you can?" Klaus asked, feeling very intrigued.

"Yes," Amy nodded and climbed on top of him. "I think I can."

As a slow smile curved her lips, Klaus couldn't help but feel immensely aroused. How could she do it? How could she go from being a prudish schoolmarm to being…the woman who was currently straddling him and looking like she was going to eat him up? "Confess," he told her. "You're not as new to doing things like this as you would like me to believe, are you?"

"Oh, I assure you, I am," Amy said and leaned down to kiss down his torso. "It's just that I…I find you very attractive. Can you believe that?"

"Yes," Klaus nodded. "I believe I can."

"Good," Amy said. "Cause it's true." She then leaned down to kiss him and let out a cry as he grabbed her and gently moved her so she was underneath him on the mattress. "I think we should do this a lot more, don't you?"

"Yes," Amy nodded. "I don't see a problem with that."

"Even regarding your fiancé?" Klaus asked. "What about him?"

"I'll just explain to him that I can't, in good conscience, put the future at risk," Amy replied. "I have to be with you. I'm sure he'll understand."

"Yes," Klaus nodded. "That sounds all right to me."

Meanwhile, Alistair was going in search of Astrid. The next day would be her day off and he wanted to be sure they were still going out.

"Of course we are," Astrid told him. "I said I would and I'm not going back on that."

"Well, good," Alistair said. "Now that I know that, I'll leave you to your cleaning. See you tomorrow."

"Yes," Astrid nodded. "See you tomorrow."

Although the plan had originally been for Alistair and Astrid to have dinner on their own, to make her more comfortable, he asked Klaus and Amy to come with them.

"She's still angry with me and I thought that if you both came with us then she wouldn't think I was trying to ask for more than she's willing to give," Alistair explained. "You probably think I'm being ridiculous, but us being on good terms again is very important."

"Miss Burke," Klaus said as he looked at Amy. "Would you allow me to escort you to dinner with Astrid and Alistair so he doesn't make an even bigger fool of himself and things get worse than they already are?"

"Of course I will," Amy nodded. "But have more faith in the man. I think he could handle it without our help, but since he feels he needs it, we should give it to him."

"Thank you," Alistair told her. "That's very nice of you."

"It's our pleasure," Amy smiled. "I hope it all works out for you."

"Me too," Alistair agreed. "Me too."

Although Astrid was surprised to see that she and Alistair weren't going alone, she had to admit that she was glad for it as well. It wasn't that she didn't think Alistair was a good man or that she didn't trust him. She just didn't know what to say to a man whose head was clearly somewhere else than the present. And had a picture of another woman by his bed that he refused to explain about.

"So…how do we want to start this?" She asked.

"Well, I assume you'd like me to begin by apologizing for the whole engagement problem, wouldn't you?" Alistair asked.

"Well, yes," Astrid nodded. "That would be nice. And to explain to me who that pretty dark haired woman is in that photograph you have by your bed. You can't propose to someone when you have another woman in your heart!"

"You don't have to worry about her!" Alistair said. "That's Helene. I love her very much, but I love you more! Or at least in a different way."

"There you go feeding me nonsense again!" Astrid told him. "I thought the point of this would be to make up for your mistakes, not make them worse!"

"I can love both of you because Helene is our daughter!" Alistair told her, his voice desperate. "I'm not leading you on and having lots of women on the side, I promise!"

This gave Astrid pause. "Our daughter?" She asked. "We have a daughter? You and me?"

"Yes," Alistair nodded. "We do. Would you like to meet her when we get home?"

"All right," Astrid nodded. "I-I suppose I could."

"Well, good," Alistair smiled. "Was that why you've been out of sorts with me lately? Not only because of the engagement but because you saw that picture of Helene and thought I was leading you on?"

"Yes," Astrid admitted. "I guess you think me awfully foolish."

"It's not your fault," Alistair told her. "You didn't know."

"Well, I could have asked, couldn't I?" Astrid said. They ordered their dinner and then Klaus looked at Amy. "Do you think they need us anymore? It doesn't look like they do."

"Do you two need us to stay?" Amy asked Alistair. "Or would you prefer us to go back home and leave the two of you alone?"

"Well, ordinarily, I would say that it would be good for us to have a chaperone since we're neither engaged nor married, but if it's true that we're together in the future, I'm essentially having dinner with my husband and have nothing to worry about, do I?" Astrid asked.

"No, you don't," Alistair assured her and then looked at Klaus and Amy. "You two can go if you wish and find other, better ways to amuse yourselves."

"Oh, don't you worry about that," Klaus replied, giving Amy a look that made her blush. "I'm sure we'll be able to find a way to entertain ourselves until you get back."

"Helene! Helene, where are you? Can you hear me?" Helene was sitting on the sofa with Sarah, a small hand mirror at her side that she had brought out to amuse Sarah with. For some reason, playing with her reflection in the mirror just really made the baby have the time of her life, especially since, as experience had taught Helene, babies her age didn't recognize reflections to be themselves yet, so Sarah was just thinking she was having a conversation with a very interesting stranger.

Helene grabbed the hand mirror and talked into it as her father and mother stared back at her. "Hello, Daddy," she said. "Any problems with time you need me to fix?"

"No," Alistair shook his head. "We're good with that. It's just that…I wanted to introduce you to your mother."

"Hello," Astrid told her. "Are you Helene?"

"Yes," Helene nodded. "And have you been told that you're my mother? It must be a surprise for you since you don't remember."

"Yes," Astrid nodded. And who is that child? Is it yours?"

"No, I'm watching her," Helene replied, being really careful with her explanation about Sarah cause she wasn't sure how her parents would handle it. "I know her father and he and her brother are out bonding so I've agreed to watch her. Her name is Sarah."

"Hello, Sarah," Alistair said with a smile.

It was then that Sarah took the mirror in her little hands and began babbling.

"She's a talkative little thing, isn't she?" Alistair remarked.

"Yes," Helene nodded. "She is, especially with new people she's never seen before." She paused. "Do you need me for anything else? How are things wherever you are? Nothing is messed up, I hope?"

"Klaus and Amy are working on their relationship and as you can see, we're back together," Alistair told her and then looked apologetically at Astrid. "We are, aren't we?"

"Well, now that the misunderstanding that made me upset with you has been cleared up, I see no reason why we shouldn't pursue a relationship," Astrid agreed.

"We'll let you get back to doing whatever it was you were doing before we contacted you," Alistair told her. "Hopefully we all will be back soon so none of you children have to worry anymore, but who knows?"

"I trust you about that," Helene said. "You've given me enough talks about messing up time over the years that I wouldn't dream you would do it yourself."

"Good," Alistair told her. "Take care of yourself."

"You too!" Helene smiled at him. "Goodbye!"

The mirror then reverted back to just reflecting her and Sarah, and Helene gave it to the baby to play with while she took a call from Malachai to update her on how his and Percy's camping trip was going, which included an irritated rant about how hard tents were to put up, and how there was rain due that night which would mean they wouldn't be getting much sleep.

"That's the fun of nature, though, isn't it?" Helene asked.

"I wouldn't call it 'fun' exactly," Malachai replied darkly. "I just have to remember I've slept in worse conditions in my life. And Percy seems to be handling it well. Maybe he'll inspire me to feel better about it all."

"I hope so," Helene replied. "Other than the weather have things been going well?"

"Yes," Malachai replied. "I think so. It's been nice. What about you and Sarah? Good?"

"Yes," Helene said. "I just talked to my father. That was nice."

"Did you tell him about me?" Malachai asked.

"Not yet," Helene said quickly. "But I will soon, I promise." Then she noticed Sarah trying to put the hand mirror in her mouth. "Gotta go!" She said quickly. "You two have a good night and I'll see you tomorrow!" She ended the call and tried to pry the hand mirror out of the baby's grip. Sarah held onto it surprisingly tight and let out a loud cry when Helene finally got hold of it. "That's not for putting in your mouth," she said firmly. She then picked up a pacifier from the bottom of the play pen, stuck it in her mouth to get off the germs and then put it in Sarah's mouth. "There," she said and lay her down on her back. "Why don't you take your nap now? It's about time for it anyway."

Sarah just stared at her and then reached up, but when it became clear that it was nap time and she wouldn't get to get out of it, she finally settled down, shut her eyes, and fell asleep.