"What I don't understand is why I can't just come with you," Eva said as she watched Sean pack to go check on Mary with Liam. "I like Mary too, you know. And with your aunt on the loose, you never know when she could pop up! You need me!"

"I know you think that, and I'm grateful that you want to look out for me," Sean replied. "But I'll be fine, I promise. Liam and I could take her down together if she tries to start something. Think of this as getting time to yourself. You must be tired of me by now. At least a little bit."

"Never!" Eva said resolutely and zapped up a suitcase. "Let's go!"

Sean snatched it away and gave Eva a long kiss. "I love you, but I really don't feel right about you coming. I think you'd have a much better time here."

"No, I wouldn't, but you're not gonna change your mind, are you?" Eva asked, her lip jutting out.

"I'm not," Sean replied. "Sorry. But I'll be back soon, I promise." He then heard Liam's car pull up, gave Eva another kiss, and then told her goodbye, not noticing as he headed outside that Edele was watching him leave from the bushes. Once he was gone, she left the bushes, changed her appearance to someone that she knew would be allowed inside, and went to knock on Sean and Eva's front door.

"You know, I'm really surprised that you're here," Eva told Sean's mother Rose, who was really Edele in disguise. "Sean told me you were dead."

"Well, they thought I was," Rose replied. "But sometimes doctors can be wrong."

"But then if you were alive, why didn't you tell him? I'm sure he'd be glad to know," Eva insisted. "He and his friend Liam have gone away, but I could call him if you wanted."

"It was because of my sister, Edele" Rose said. "She's…she's unstable, you know. She always has been. I thought she'd try and hurt me if she knew that I was alive, so I thought it would be safer to keep up the death pretense. She's never really liked me. In fact, Sean's father originally dated her before he abandoned her to marry me. She's a danger to my son, that's for sure."

"Oh, I know!" Eva replied. "She just got out of jail, you know, and Sean thinks she's gonna try and kill him because he killed someone close to her to save me."

"Now what is it about you that would warrant such loyalty, young lady?" Rose wanted to know.

"He loves me," Eva replied. "And I love him."

And in that moment, a light bulb went off in Edele's head as she mentally broke character. She'd come to kill Sean, but what was the rush when she could make him suffer by killing his girlfriend first?

"Are you all right?" Eva asked, breaking into her thoughts. "Can I get you anything?"

"No, thank you, I'm fine," Edele replied, going back into the persona of her sister. "I know this might be a bit presumptuous to ask, but I've come such a long way to see my son after many years. Can I stay until my son comes back? Would that be too much of an imposition?"

"No!" Eva shook her head. "Of course not. We have plenty of room." She paused. "Would you like a room close to ours or far away? If it helps you choose, Sean and I can get a little noisy at night, but we'll try and keep it down so you can sleep."

"It's sweet of you to make me aware, but I don't want to disrupt your life," Rose said. "You can put me wherever you like."

"All right," Eva nodded. She led Rose to a few different rooms and finally set her up in a nice sunny one that was placed so she would have her privacy, but Sean would also be accessible. "I hope this suits you," she said with a smile.

"Oh, of course it will," Rose assured her. "It's lovely."

"Now that you're all settled, I'm gonna go call Sean and tell him the good news," Eva told her. "Or would you like to do it?"

"I think he would have more time to adjust if you did," Rose replied. "I can't wait to see my son. It's been so long."

"I bet it has," Eva smiled. "I'll be back in a little while."

"What do you mean my mother is alive again and showed up at our front door?" Sean cried after Eva told him. "You know she's dead. Someone's playing a horrible trick on you! Whoever it is should be sent away as soon as possible!"

"Don't you think you're being a bit paranoid?" Eva asked. "She's your mother!"

"That's just it, I don't think it is," Sean replied. "I saw my mother's body myself all those years ago and I remember it as clear as day. There would have been no way for her to still be alive."

"Maybe someone resurrected her," Eva put forth the idea. "I know it's illegal to do that and everything, but it's never stopped anyone before."

Sean sighed as he watched Liam restrain Mary to the bed at her insistence. "I suppose you're right," he said. "That could be a possibility. I'll be home soon. Keep my alleged mother occupied so she doesn't leave, all right? Can you do that?"

"Well, duh," Eva replied. "I've already invited her to stay for a few days and given her a room."

"That's good," Sean replied. "Having her in our sight while we get to the bottom of this is a good idea."

"So you're coming home soon?" Eva asked.

"Yes, I am," Sean replied. "Almost immediately." He ended the call then and said to Liam, "I'm sorry, but I have to go home."

"Why?" Liam asked. "Is something wrong?"

"Well, I don't know if wrong is the right word yet, but Eva called and said that someone claiming to be my mother showed up at our house and wanted to see me." Sean replied. "Do you think I should be worried? Damn it, why can't we just kill Aunt Edele next time we see her?"

"Oh, we will," Liam replied as he gazed down at the restrained Mary. "Don't you worry about that.

"I don't know if this is gonna help me any, but it won't hurt to try," she said.

"If it doesn't, we can always think of something else," Liam assured her.

As he looked at them, Sean began to feel like a third wheel, so with a last goodbye to his sister and his friend, he zapped himself back home, where he met a very apologetic Eva.

"If it turns out she's evil, I'm sorry," Eva cried. "She just showed up and I had no idea what else to do. I didn't want to run the risk of alienating people from your family when I'm working my hardest to get them to like me."

"It's fine," Sean said. "You did the best you could have under the circumstances. Now, the question is: where is she?"

"I left her in her room," Eva replied. "You know, the yellow painted one that's a few doors down from ours?"

"I gotcha," Sean nodded and went to said room, knocking on the closed door. "Mother?" He called. "May I come in?"

"Oh, of course!" A voice that sounded exactly like his mother's said. She opened the door and pulled him inside before he got a good look at her and soon they were hugging. Eventually, he pulled away to study her. "Is it really you?" He asked her. "It looks like you."

"Yeah," Rose replied. "It's me."

"I only ask because Aunt Edele is running around and turning into you to get near me would be just the thing she'd do," Sean added.

"Oh, of course I'm not her," Rose replied, trying to control her expression and not give away who she really was underneath. It was much too early for that. "But I understand why you're nervous. It's not every day your mother comes back from the dead."

"No, no it's not," Sean shook his head. "And I saw you met Eva. Nice girl, isn't she?"

"No," Edele burst out, even though her sister would have been much kinder. "I want you to be rid of her and pick someone else more suitable."

"I'm sorry, Mother," Sean replied and stood up. "But that is just not going to happen. I admit that she's an acquired taste that takes some getting used to, but I'm not just going to dump her because you don't like her."

"If you value her life, you'll get rid of her," Edele continued, the pretense of acting like her sister rapidly falling away. "I just got back, and I feel that we should have bonding time without some blonde tramp getting in the way."

"If you want me to pick between her and you, it's going to be her in this case," Sean replied. "And for your information, Aunt Edele, I knew it was you almost immediately. You can fool Eva, but you can't fool me."

With a growl, Edele turned back into her normal self, zapped up a knife, sped into the living room where Eva was watching TV, and grabbed her, holding a knife to her throat. "Now tell me," she said. "Will you make up for murdering Sarah, or will your little girlfriend die?"

"Don't worry," Eva said, her voice strained. Why she was waiting and letting Edele hurt her like this, Sean didn't know, but she had to have her reasons.

"I will make up for nothing," Sean replied firmly. "I had my reasons for killing Sarah, and the next person I kill will be you."

But his heart sank as he watched Edele plunge the knife into Eva's gut again and again. Although he knew she wasn't truly being harmed, he felt the urge to save her anyway. "Okay, stop!" He cried. "Stop stabbing her and I'll do whatever you want!"

"Really?" Edele wanted to know, dropping Eva to the ground so he could run over and grab her.

"Yes," Sean nodded and held Eva to himself. "Just don't hurt her anymore. What do you want me to do?"

"You'll have to come with me," Edele replied. "And good for you for doing the sensible thing because I really don't like hurting people I don't have to hurt."

"Oh, of course you do," Sean replied. "I've always known it. You killed my mother when you didn't have to."

"I did have to," Edele replied. "That's what she got for stealing your father away. But how was I supposed to know he wouldn't do what I wanted and marry that human slut instead?" She sighed. "If people just did what I wanted, things would be so much easier."

"Are we going?" Sean asked. "Or not?"

"We'll go," Edele nodded. "And because I'm merciful, you can tell your girlfriend goodbye. It's the last time you'll ever see her."

Sean got on his knees next to Eva, who was cursing under her breath. "This hurts like a bitch," she told him. "It's what I get for not fighting back and giving you a chance to feel like a hero."

"I know," Sean replied. "I have to go now. I'm sorry things had to end this way between us, but it's for your own good."

"Nothing is ending!" Eva said loudly, locking eyes with Edele. "I'm gonna come for you, whether that bitch there likes it or not! Trust me!"

"All right," Sean called as Edele herded him from behind, a gun at his head. "I do!" They disappeared soon after, and Eva felt an anger well up inside her that she'd never felt before. It'd been bad enough that Edele had hurt Mary, but Sean? That was going too far. Edele had to die, and it would be she, Eva Michelle Nicole Mikaelson, who did it. For Mary, and most importantly, for Sean.