While Klaus was having his fun with Amy, Elijah was trying to find other ways to occupy his time since his brother didn't need him. He was going on a walk with Katherine in the park when they came across a rally of some kind.

"What do you think they're talking about?" Elijah asked her. "It looks like it's a bunch of women. A bunch of women in one place never leads to anything good."

"I bet it's a rally to drum up support for getting the vote," Katherine replied. "Do you want to go closer and see?"

"Not really," Elijah said as he tried to pull her away from the group. "We can't miss our lunch reservation."

But then he heard a voice ring out. "You! You, Elijah Mikaelson! Come up here." He turned and realized that the woman who was the ringleader of the rally was none other than his brother's fling, Miss Warren.

"Why should I come up there?" He asked. "So you can make an example of me? I don't think I will."

But she didn't take no for an answer. She got down off the stage and stuck her parasol in his back, pushing him to the stage through a gauntlet of women with varying reactions to him, ranging from vehement dislike to interest. When they got up on the stage, she began denouncing him. He listened quietly until he couldn't take it anymore, then grabbed her and kissed her deeply in front of the entire group.

"My god!" She cried and gave him a good slap. "You definitely don't have the manners of a gentleman, do you?"

"I would if I knew I was dealing with a lady," Elijah shot back. It was then that he grabbed her hand and pulled her down from the stage where she stood and, amidst boos from the assembled crowd, led her through them while he was pelted with things like paper and rotten vegetables, while some women even punched him and hit him with their parasols.

"Well, well, well," Katherine scoffed as they got back to her. "Look who it is!"

Selina saw her and then spat at her feet, which caused Katherine to wince.

"You just don't like anyone today, do you?" She asked.

"Do you two know each other?" Elijah asked.

"Oh, yes," Selina nodded. "I've had the displeasure of meeting her. She's why I'm going to be forever the age I am now."

"Now, now," Katherine chided. "I'm not the one who turned you."

"Well, no," Selina shook her head. "But I know you orchestrated the whole damn thing. Admit it!"

"You're welcome," Katherine smiled. "Eighteen looks much better on a person than fifty anyway. That's how old you'd be this year, wouldn't it? Fifty?"

"Yes," Selina nodded. "Not that it matters."

"I hate to interrupt," Elijah interrupted as he pushed a piece of lettuce off his suit jacket. "But I would like to go home and change, if that's all right with you."

"Oh, of course!" Selina smiled. "You look like an absolute disaster."

"Thank you so much for that opinion that I didn't ask for," Elijah told her dryly. Then he looked at Katherine. "We'll go home, I'll change my clothes, and then we'll hope that we can still get a table at the restaurant."

"What about me?" Selina asked. "What will you do with me?"

"You will stay at my house until we can find some man to take charge of you," Elijah said firmly. "Do you have a husband?"

"No," Selina said. "Nor do I need one. I can get home on my own. I don't need assistance, especially from someone like you."

But Elijah shoved her into a coach and took her home anyway, her resistance lessening when she realized that her presence would probably annoy Katherine and she was more than happy to do that, no matter how much time she had to spend with Katherine's self-absorbed popinjay of a companion.

"Well, look at you," Klaus remarked as a bruised Elijah came through the door with the ladies behind him. They took off their coats and headed to other rooms so they wouldn't have to deal with each other anymore. "What in the world happened to make you look like such a mess?"

"I ran into your friend Miss Warren while Katherine and I were on our way to lunch," Elijah explained. "She was running some horrible rally and made an example of me. I got her away from there and brought her here until we can locate a man to take charge of her."

"So you still don't like her?" Klaus asked . "If I kill her, it will make no difference to you?"

"Kill who?" Amy asked, coming up behind them.

"No one," Klaus said quickly. "No one you need to worry about. It's not any of your business."

"If you're going to kill someone, I think it should be my business," Amy replied. "You don't need to kill anyone. Who is the person he wants to kill?" She demanded of Elijah.

"Just a…just a woman named Miss Warren that he was involved with once," Elijah replied.

"I need her to die so I can become a werewolf," Klaus explained.

"I don't understand that," Amy said. "And I'm sure it's no reason at all to justify murder."

"I'll just let you two talk about this, shall I?" Elijah asked, gracefully excusing himself to go change. He headed to the bathroom and turned on the bath as he began removing his clothes. When he was completely naked, the door opened and then he heard a little squeal as he covered himself up. "Do you mind?" He cried before he saw who it was. "The door was closed!"

"Sorry," Selina apologized, her hand over her eyes, but with just enough space between her fingers so she could peek through. "I just…I had something that I needed to say to you while I still had the nerve."

"And what's that?" Elijah asked as he looked around desperately for a towel.

"I want to apologize for humiliating you at the rally today," she said. "It wasn't right for me to do."

"Well, thank you for saying that," Elijah replied. "But I would much rather have an apology about this bit of humiliation, if you don't mind."

"Oh, all right, I'll go," Selina said. "But there's one thing I have to do before I go."

"And what's that?" Elijah asked as he finally tied a towel around his waist.

She then strode over to him, grabbed him, and kissed him. Her kiss was much longer than the one he'd given her had been, and he even felt her hands slide slowly down his back. When she finally pulled away, she said, "I just had to make sure it was as bad for you as it was for me. It was. I'm leaving now. Enjoy your bath!"

He had just relaxed in the warm water when a scream rang out. "Oh, damn!" He swore and climbed out of the tub, reaching for his bathrobe. "What now? What is the world coming to when a man can't enjoy a bath in his own home?"

But when he saw the source of the yelling, he was glad to know about it. The screams had come from Amy. While she and Klaus had fought about his intention to kill Selina, she'd grabbed a vase and hit him with it, which caused him to bleed. The sigh of the blood had apparently made her remember that she was a vampire, and she'd pounced on him, sinking her fangs in his neck and taking a long gulp before setting him down on the floor and beginning to cry.

"I'm a vampire!" She yelled at Elijah wildly, her mouth still covered with blood. Now that Klaus had had some time to adjust to the idea, he looked at her with a very aroused expression. "How could I not have remembered that? You don't forget something like that!"

Not sure what to tell her, Elijah called for Alistair. "Did you know anything about Amy being a vampire in the future?" He asked.

"Oh, damn, yes!" Alistair exclaimed, looking embarrassed. "I'm sorry I didn't mention it to you before now," he apologized to her. "Do you need any help? Will you be all right? Time travel spells cause trouble with people's memories, as you know, and there's a really weird thing with vampires where if they don't remember they're one, it won't occur to them to act like one until they see blood."

Amy then tried to do magic and nothing happened. "How odd," she said. "I guess it's lucky that I ended things with Jonathan when I did. I doubt he'd have much use for a fiancée who's a vampire, but not a witch."

"He might not," Klaus said as he got to his feet, the wound on his neck fully healed. "But I do."

"That's a…that's a big relief," Amy told him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you."

"Are you ready to go to the restaurant yet?" Katherine asked, scowling at Elijah when she saw he wasn't even dressed. "Will we even be going at all? Probably not, at this rate."

"Yes, you will," Alistair nodded, zapping Elijah clean and putting him in a new suit. "There you go. Have a nice dinner, you two."

"Thank you," Alistair," Elijah told him. "And where did Miss Warren go? Do you know?"

"No," Alistair shook his head. "But she ran out of here pretty quick. Did you two exchange some sharp words?"

"No," Elijah shook his head. "Not exactly. But now that she's gone, I hope that's the last I see of her beyond what my brother needs her for. I don't know why I would need her for anything else."

"All right," Alistair said with a straight face. "Whatever you say."

Because he couldn't help himself, once Elijah and Katherine had gone out, Alistair thought he would have to try and get hold of Selina and Elijah in the present, barely being able to contain his laughter as he thought of what they would say.

"Well, look who it is!" Elijah said when Alistair appeared in his bathroom mirror the next day because he'd not been able to reach them the night before. "I'm glad you can talk to us from the past because I have some questions for you."

"All right," Alistair nodded, a wide grin on his face. "Go ahead and ask them. I'll tell you all the humorous stuff going on with the two of you after."

"I've been having the strangest dreams," Elijah told him. "Dreams of kissing Selina in front of a group of angry women. Dreams of her striding into my bathroom while dressed in a nineteenth century dress and kissing me while I'm not even wearing a towel. Are those things just figments of my imagination?"

"No," Alistair shook his head. "Actually, those things have happened on my end. Apparently, even here the two of you still have feelings for one another, even though you don't want to admit it."

"Well, isn't that fortunate?" Elijah smiled. "I've heard from Helene about Savannah and Jonathan having trouble with losing memories and I'm glad it won't happen to Selina and me." He paused. "And did I really go on a date with Katherine?"

"Yep," Alistair nodded. "That happened too. Hopefully it won't be for much longer, though. I can't wait to see what happens with you and Selina. Right now, she's just the one Klaus is going to sacrifice to become a werewolf, but hopefully she'll become more than that."

"She will," Elijah nodded. "If I can get my head on straight, that is."

"Even if she's a sufferagette in this time?" Alistair smiled.

"Yes," Elijah sighed and then smiled. "Even if she's a sufferagette."

"Well, I should probably be going now," Alistair told him. "Your brother's wondering where I am, I'll bet. Or maybe not. Amy just remembered that she's a vampire, so he might be busy."

"It probably wouldn't hurt to check on him," Elijah replied. "Hopefully we can talk later."

"Oh, I'll definitely make an effort," Alistair told him and disappeared.

Elijah then went to the library where Selina was reading a book. "Were you ever a sufferagette?" He asked her. "Did you march to get the vote?"

"Of course," Selina nodded. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, I just talked to Alistair and he said you and I are already butting heads where he is and, knowing myself as I do, I bet it's mostly because you're a sufferagette."

"That would bother you," Selina smiled and came over to kiss him. "But for us, fighting's not necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes it brings us closer together."

"Indeed," Elijah smiled and picked her up from the sofa. "What do you say we go work on our project?"

"Sure," Selina replied and unzipped his pants for him. "I'm feeling lucky."

"Oh, I hope so," Elijah told her as he lay her down on the sofa, pushed up her skirt, and removed her panties before slipping into her. "At the rate we're going, we're going to need all the help we can get."