"How do you do it?" Amy asked Vivi. "How do you look at your husband and be okay with everything he does?"

"Well, I can't say I'm okay with everything King does," Vivi replied. "But I just…I've learned to pick my battles, you know? Like he'll do something that annoys me and I'll ask myself, 'Is this really worth fighting over, or am I being nitpicky'?"

"And that helps you?" Amy asked.

"Yeah," Vivi nodded. "It really does. Why? You and Dad having problems?"

"Well, in a way I suppose we are, and I think I started them," Amy replied. "When I first met your dad, it was so easy for me to just send him off and let him do his vampire thing without feeling like I needed to butt in, but ever since he, you know, murdered me, I've just been unable to let stuff like that go. Things that I tolerated before when it came to how your father dealt with his vampirism, I just can't. I've even been sneaking around in disguise when he's gone off hunting and saved all his victims before he has a chance to kill them."

"You mean well, of course," Vivi told her. "But, and I know this might be hard, why don't you try just staying home when he goes out? I know it'll probably drive you nuts, but…if you really wanna stop this behavior you hate in yourself, you have to actually try and stop it."

"You know, you're right," Amy nodded. "I think that I'll give it a shot and see what happens.

"Well, good luck," Vivi told her, squeezing Amy's hand. "I think you'll be able to handle it."

"I hope so," Amy agreed.

She headed home and that night when Klaus said he was going out, Amy just told him goodbye and then rolled herself into a ball on the sofa, telling herself repeatedly not to go after him cause what he did was really none of her business and that he'd always done this, even when they were on good terms, so nothing was going on that was out of the ordinary.

By the time he returned, she was taking a bubble bath, and when she let him come in, she was surprised to see that he'd been good enough to clean himself off before he came to talk to her.

"Okay," she said, leaning forward with her arms on the edge of the tub as he eyed her with a smile on his face. "Without giving me details and only using the words 'good' or 'not good', how did the hunt go tonight? Were there any interruptions?"

"No, surprisingly," Klaus remarked. "I was able to have my fill tonight in peace."

"I bet you were pleased about that," Amy said.

"I definitely was," Klaus assured her. "I hope that her not showing up tonight means she never will again. I'm not really doing anything wrong. I'm just feeding like a vampire is supposed to." He sat on the side of the tub and stared at her. "You get that, right?"

Amy swallowed. Was this his way of telling her that he knew what she was doing? "Yeah," she said at last. "I-I suppose I do, in some way."

"All right," Klaus replied, getting up and backing away from the tub. "Enjoy your bath. I'm gonna go watch some TV."

"Good," Amy shouted after him. "Enjoy yourself." When he had his hand on the doorknob, he paused, turned around, walked back to the tub, got on his knees, and gave her a kiss before getting up, the knees of his jeans soaked, and striding from the bathroom and shutting the door behind him.

When he was gone, Amy took a deep breath. That had been close. Did he really know? He couldn't. She'd been so careful. She lowered herself in the tub and scrubbed herself off, then got out of the tub, dried herself off, and then wrapped the towel around her body before pushing the bathroom door open, starting a little when she saw Klaus sitting on the bed with a glass of white wine in hand.

"I brought this for you," he said. "I'm having some myself."

"Thank you," Amy replied. She went into the closet and put on her bathrobe before taking the glass of wine from him. After taking a sip, she asked, "How did you know?"

"How did I know what?" Klaus asked.

"How did you know that I was the one stopping all of your hunts?" Amy asked. "That's what that speech of yours about your feeding habits was about, right?"

Klaus heard this and sprayed his wine everywhere. "That…that was you doing that?" He said when he finally stopped sputtering

"Yeah," Amy nodded. "It was." She drank down the wine, handed him the empty glass, and zapped clothes on herself. "I should probably go now. I bet you don't want me here anymore."

Klaus was still staring at her with his mouth open, unable to figure out what to say. But, with his temper as it was, she knew the gist of what was coming and thought it would be best to be far away. She grabbed some clothes, called Margot to see if she could spend the night, and then ran off, not waiting for Klaus to say anything to her.

"Guess what today is?" Kai asked tiredly as Victoria strode into his cell.

"What day is it?" Victoria asked.

"Visiting day for the prisoners," Kai replied. "But of course no one would come to visit me."

"I'm visiting you," Victoria pointed out. "And it being visiting day explains why there were so many people around when I came in."

"Yep," Kai nodded. "Exactly."

"What would you like me to do to take your mind off of that?" Victoria wanted to know. She took a pair of handcuffs from her bag and held them out. "We could have some fun with these," she teased him. "It would be something to take your mind off your feelings."

"What feelings?" Kai asked. "I don't have any feelings. Don't you accuse me of that!" He grabbed her then and handcuffed her before pushing her face down on the mattress of his cot and just taking his hand and spanking her over and over and over until he couldn't breathe and his face was red with anger and he was panting hard. He turned her over and she asked, "Are you done?"

"For the moment," he told her and unlocked the handcuffs. "Get up."

Victoria did so and winced, walking around the cell and rubbing her bottom.

"Did I hit you too hard?" Kai asked, not being able to look away from her butt. "I thought you had a high pain tolerance."

"I do," Victoria replied, trying make her face expressionless. "You didn't hurt me at all."

"Good," Kai remarked. "Cause if you can dish it out but can't take it, you won't last too long in here."

"Oh I can do both equally well," Victoria swore. "Definitely."

Kai watched her walk around with a smirk on his face. "Why don't you try sitting down?" He smirked. "Your feet probably really hurt."

"If you say one more thing, I'll make something on you hurt!" Victoria cried shaking her fist at him.

"Go ahead," Kai said affably, holding out his arms and leaving his middle unprotected. "I don't mind."

Victoria growled and ran at him, head-butting him in the stomach so he fell hard on his butt on the floor. "I hope you broke your tailbone," she said. Then Kai got back up and gave her a push.

"You really want to start things with me?" She asked, and pushed him back. They began pushing and hitting each other like children, and just as Victoria was in the middle of running at Kai to head-butt him again, the door to the cell opened and James cleared his throat. "You have visitors," he told Kai. "But if you're too busy, I can tell them to leave."

"That depends," Kai replied, getting the wind knocked out of him as he fell to the floor and Victoria stood over him looking smug. "Who is it?"

"A man who's brave enough to admit to being related to you," James replied. "He says he's your cousin. And Victoria, don't be too tough on him. What sort of eternal punishment would this be if you killed him?"

"I guess you have a point," Victoria replied as Kai got to his feet and tried to get his breath back. She then told Kai, "I think we should go see this guy," she said. "I mean, you've already met some of my grandparents. I wanna meet your family."

"Fine, go then," Kai told her. "I hate my family."

James, sensing that letting him out to see his relative would be a much worse punishment than making him stay, cuffed Kai and Victoria together so that Kai was forced to come with her as Victoria raced to the visiting area.

When Kai saw Sean and Eva sitting in the visiting room, he rolled his eyes. "You didn't have to come and visit me," he said as he and a wincing Victoria sat across from them. "In fact, I would have been happier if you didn't."

"I feel the same way," Sean replied, his eyes narrowed. "This was Eva's idea."

"Oh, yes, Kai grinned and reached for Eva's hand, giving it a kiss as Sean bristled beside her. "How are you, beautiful?"

Eva giggled in spite of herself. "I'm fine," she said. "They treating you well in jail?"

"No, I can't say they are," Kai replied.

"And that's good," Sean said firmly. "You're getting exactly what you deserve."

"Oh, don't give me that!" Kai scoffed. "Like you've never done anything wrong before!"

"Nothing as bad as trying to steal someone's magic!" Sean replied. "Although after what your mother did to Mary, I'm beginning to feel less sorry for her now."

"And who's Mary?" Kai asked. "Did you finally get that stick out of your ass long enough to get yourself a girlfriend?"

"Mary is his sister," Eva corrected. "Not his girlfriend. I'm his girlfriend."

"Is that so?" Kai asked. "Well, I pity you being stuck with this stick in the mud."

"She's not my girlfriend," Sean said quickly. "She's nothing to me actually. She's unstable and I only brought her with me cause her parents are gone and I didn't want to leave her alone at my house."

"Excuse me?" Eva cried angrily, her hands on her hips before kicking him under the table. "I'm not gonna be talked to like that! Apologize right this minute!"

"No," Sean shook his head. "I have my reasons and I'll explain later!"

Eva shook her head and kicked him again before getting up and striding toward the door as Kai called after his retreating back, "You should feel bad for treating such a beautiful girl that way. If I were a free man, I'd go after her myself."

"No, you won't," Sean said firmly. "You will stay the hell away from her. And from Mary."

"Well, that's not really up to you, is it, Cousin?" Kai asked. "She might just like me better than you once she gets to know me."

Victoria hit him in the back of the head. "And just what the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing," Kai chuckled as the door slammed. "I just love riling Sean up. It's too easy."

Still angry, Victoria pulled him up and dragged him back to his cell, tying him up so he couldn't move until just before she went home for the night.

"You wanna explain all that stuff you said when we were visiting your cousin?" Eva asked Sean angrily the next day. Even a night's sleep hadn't mellowed her out.

"I'm sorry I said those things, but I have my reasons," Sean told her. "I didn't mean them. I was just trying to protect you."

"By insulting me?" Eva scoffed, shaking out her blonde hair. "Yeah, that makes a lot of sense."

"It does, actually," Sean told her, his voice quiet. "You have to understand that Kai gets joy from torturing people. From finding out where they're vulnerable and exploiting it. You probably can gather that I'm not one of Kai's favorite people, so if he knew that we were together, he would use you against me and I don't want you to get hurt."

"I think he knows we're together despite your clumsy, stupid fibs," Eva replied. "He has eyes doesn't he? And even if he does come after me, you don't have to worry. I can take him. You know I can. You just don't like to admit it cause you prefer to think of yourself as a protector in charge of a damsel-in-distress when I can probably fight way better than you can."

"Fine," Sean put up his hands. "If you want me to step away and let you deal with anything that my cousin throws at us, fine. I won't try and protect you anymore. You're on your own."

"Thank you," Eva replied.

"Oh, don't thank me," Sean said. "I really don't deserve that."