"I can't believe the supernatural world exists," Aaron told Rosalie when she finally consented to take his calls. "Why didn't you tell me about it? We're friends. You can trust me."

"My father says it's not a good idea," Rosalie told him. "That means we can't talk about it anymore and it would probably be even better if we stopped being friends."

"What makes you think you can't trust me?" Aaron asked sharply. "Is it because I'm human?"

"My cousin Amanda was recently kidnapped by a warlock who wanted to steal all her blood and use it as part of a healing cream for witches and warlocks with tons of money," Rosalie informed him. "Now do you get why I'm a little hesitant about trusting you? For all I know, you could do the same thing and drag me off to some circus or something."

"Don't be silly," Aaron replied. "I wouldn't do that. Not after you saved my ass from all those werewolves." He paused. "They didn't turn against you for that, did they?"

"No, they didn't," Rosalie said wearily. "But don't make it a habit of coming there just because you know I'll save you. Even I only get so much good will."

"All right," Aaron nodded, holding his phone close against his ear. "I'll remember that." He then paused and went over to the files about his mother's murder, looking over the photos of his mother's body and paying extra attention to her ravaged neck and throat.

"Could you come over?" He asked. "I have a question for you."

"What kind of question?" Rosalie asked suspiciously. "This isn't some sort of trick, is it?"

"No," Aaron replied. "It's about my mother's murder. You're the only one I feel like I can talk to about that."

"All right," Rosalie said. "I'll be over in a minute."

"Thanks," Aaron replied. "I mean it."

"You're welcome," Rosalie replied.

When she got to the house, he showed her the picture of his mother's body. "Now that I know werewolves are real, what about vampires?" He indicated his mother's throat. "Do you think a vampire could have done that? Or a werewolf? The police always said that an animal got into the car and bit her. In fact, that's what's on the official report. But I never believed it."

"It could be a vampire," Rosalie nodded. "That's possible. Or a werewolf. Definitely."

"Would you think me a complete idiot if I told you that I was thinking of having your father and Tom meet each other?" Vivi asked Eva. "I mean, he's been surprisingly good about me dating, and I just…I really think he and Tom should meet."

"Why?" Eva asked. "What good would that do?"

"I don't know," Vivi shrugged. "I just…I think it's a good idea."

"Okay," Eva nodded. "Whatever. Do what you want."

"You seem very nonchalant about this," Vivi replied. "Do you think your dad will behave himself?"

"Yeah," Eva nodded. "I'm more worried about your behavior, if I'm gonna be totally honest."

"And just what is that supposed to mean?" Vivi wanted to know. "Do you think I'll throw my relationship in your dad's face or something?"

"Let's just say there's something about Tom that you don't know," Eva replied. "And if you try and bring Tom and Dad together, you'll find out what that thing is and you won't be very happy."

"Well, what is it?" Vivi asked. "Why don't you just tell me now so I can prepare?"

"It's not my place to tell you," Eva replied. "Let Tom do it."

"Oh, all right," Vivi huffed. "I can wait. I'm sure it's not as bad as you make it sound."

"You'll see," Eva told her and then went back to Sean.

"Well, my parents are gonna have a lot of fun tonight," she said when she strode through the door.

"Is that sarcasm?" Sean asked.

"Yes," Eva nodded. "Mom has this wacky idea in her head that she wants Dad and Tom to meet cause Dad's been so mature about her dating."

"But I thought your father and Tom were the same person," Sean said. "So how can they meet?"

"That's just it," Eva nodded and collapsed on the sofa. "They can't. But Mom doesn't know that. And when she finds out, all hell is gonna break loose and things will be worse for my parents than they were before."

"You know what?" Sean asked her as he took her in his arms. "I think you need to find some way to distract yourself. Why don't you call Christine and see if she wants to go to a movie or something?"

"If I do that, what will you do?" Eva asked and kissed him on the cheek before ruffling his long dark hair. "Won't you be bored by yourself?"

"It's sweet of you to ask, but I'll be able to manage," Sean smiled. "We can make up for lost time when you get home."

"All right," Eva replied, giving a little jump when Sean gave her a playful swat on the bottom as she walked away to go phone Christine. "I can't wait."

"Were you serious when you said that your mom and Jack the gym teacher are trying to date?" Eva asked Christine as they parked her car and headed inside the movie theater.

"Yep, totally serious," Christine nodded. "But it's not really getting anywhere because they're both too focused on Ms. Warren and Mr. Mikaelson to pay attention to each other. Their last date was just this big mess and Mom came back after half an hour."

"Wow, that sucks," Eva said.

"What about your parents?" Christine asked. "Does your mom know that her new boyfriend is actually your dad yet?"

"Not yet," Eva shook her head, pausing as they got tickets and then walked to the snack counter. "But she has this idea in her head that she wants Dad and Tom to meet, so I have a feeling she's gonna find out very soon."

Then, with treats and tickets in hand, they walked into the movie theater to watch a Universal monsters double feature of Frankenstein and The Wolf Man.

Meanwhile, Vivi was still at home and King was wondering why. "Why are you still here?" He asked. "I thought you had a date."

"I want to know why you're being so difficult about me bringing Tom here," she said. "You've been really mature about this whole thing. Don't ruin it now."

"Did it ever occur to you that the reason I've been able to be mature about this is cause before now, you haven't been foolish enough to put me and this Tom guy in the same room?" King pointed out. "Why can't we just keep it that way?"

"If I'm gonna have a good relationship with him, the two of you are gonna have to learn to get along," Vivi told him firmly as she got right in his face and her red hair brushed his chest. "You're both part of my life and I don't want to have to choose between the two of you. And Eva said that Tom was keeping some big secret and that once I knew what it was, it would upset me. I'm going to have to ask him about that."

"You don't have to ask him," King said wearily. "I'll tell you. There is no Tom. He doesn't really exist."

"Excuse me?" Vivi asked, putting her hands on her hips. "What the hell do you mean by that?"

"Well, when you said you wanted to date other people, I was a little hurt, so when you went to the bar to get a date, I followed you, and turned into Tom, and that's who you're dating."

"No…" Vivi shook her head and stepped back a little, her eyes wide. "You're lying."

"Think about it," King said, his voice quiet as he advanced on her. "Have you ever seen me and Tom in the same room? Has it ever seemed strange to you that as territorial as I am, I'm always gone when you bring Tom home?"

"Oh, god," Vivi said, a sickening thought entering her head. "Dad told me that if I tried to sleep with anyone other than you, I'd always end up in your bed anyway cause my werewolf gene wouldn't let me date anyone else. That I'd leave the other man and wake up with you in the morning. The night Tom and I had sex, I stayed right where I was after. I thought it was because Dad and Selina were lying, but really it was because you were Tom all along!"

"You want more proof?" King asked. He then turned into Tom and back right before her eyes.

"I can't believe this," Vivi replied, dumbstruck. "All this time, I thought you were handling my dating like a mature adult. You have to know that I'd be coming back to you after I sowed my wild oats anyway. Why couldn't you have just given me this?"

"Cause I think it's dumb," King replied. "Why would you do this when you know that you'll just come back to me anyway?"

"Because I wanted to," Vivi replied. "Just for a chance to discover what life was like outside of you, if only for a little bit. It would have been nice if you'd been mature enough to give me that chance, but I guess not."

King smirked. "So…you gonna kill me now or something?"

Vivi stared at that smirk for a moment, her eyes narrowing. "You better believe I am," she said dangerously. "When I get through with you, you'll look just like my mother did the day I was born, and she died that day." Vivi then sent King flying into the wall, which broke, and when he tried to get up, she began kicking him, over and over, and over. When he couldn't move and was moaning on the ground, Vivi headed to the kitchen and broke everything breakable she could get her hands on, and then strode off to visit Klaus and tell him what King had done.

"I hope you thrashed him good for that," Klaus said after he heard what had happened.

"Oh, yeah," Vivi nodded earnestly. "When I left the house, he wasn't moving at all."

"You don't suppose I could get in a few licks myself?" Klaus asked. "I would find that very enjoyable."

"Of course," Vivi nodded. "Now that I've gotten in my turn, you can do whatever the hell you want. I don't care."

So Klaus headed to Vivi and King's and took a bite out of King's neck while he was still prone on the floor. He then called Mikael to gloat, but when Mikael showed up, he took one glance at King, bleeding on the floor, and then actually gave Klaus something resembling a smile. "Well, look at you, boy," he told Klaus. "Maybe you're good for something after all."

"Excuse me?" King got out weakly.

"You let yourself be overtaken by a woman," Mikael snapped without turning. "You shame me."

That remark gave King the strength to sit up. "Really?" He got out. "Then you must feel shame all the time when Mom kicks your ass every day."

Mikael slapped him then, and instead of going down, King just laughed and laughed, letting Klaus and his father continue to take frustrations out on him, but they never got anywhere because King fought back. Then, Klaus was called away by Amy, and King used the momentary distraction to grab his father's throat and squeeze it tight, even to the point where he heard bones break.

When Gwen finally came looking for them, this was how she found her husband and son, their hands wrapped around each other's throats as they growled at one another, each trying to get the upper hand, although they knew that overall, that was impossible.

"Are you kidding me?" Gwen cried. "Look at the two of you! You're behaving like children!" She separated them with a wave of her hand and they both eyed her resentfully.

"What'd you have to do that for, Gwendolyn?" Mikael complained. "That was the most backbone he's shown, well, ever. Especially when you consider what Klaus and I were doing to him before that!"

"Yeah, Mom!" King added. "We were really getting somewhere. Why'd you have to ruin it?"

Gwen heard this and threw up her hands. "Fine," she said. "Choke yourselves to death for all I care. I'm going to see Regina, Declan, and Victoria. At least they don't drive me crazy like the two of you."

"All right, goodbye, Gwendolyn," Mikael told her and gave a little wave.

"Yeah," King nodded. "Bye, Mom!"