I woke up in the woods, disoriented and having no idea how I got there. I was too dizzy to apparate anywhere and was completely alone. The last thing I remembered was attending a dinner at the Boarding House. I sat still trying g to remember what had happened, and suddenly it came to me. My father had been daggered and Damon had knocked me out by injecting me with something.

I went to reach for my wand, knowing I couldn't do a wordless or wandless spell right then. I couldn't find it, I cursed my ex-husband in that moment, of course he would confiscate my wand and now I was stranded. There was no option but to hold up for the night and try to get some sleep, I wouldn't make it far walking and my magic and vamp speed was out of the question.

The only problem with holing up was I was in the woods in Virginia in January and if would get very cold tonight. I could only hope that whoever brought me out here would come back soon. I assumed my father had brought me out after he woke up from being daggered and then went after Elena. If that was true we would be up by the lake, so I should be able to find shelter nearby.

I needed a light to see my surroundings, the moon was bright but not bright enough to be able to see very well. I searched the ground around me blindly as well as my pockets for anything that I could use for a light. I came across my cell phone in my pocket, perfect maybe I could call for help. I checked my service and saw that I was in a dead zone, oh well, it would still be useful as a light.

I struggled to stand up, feeling the cold air rush around me. I pulled my coat tighter around me to ward off the cold as much as possible, mentally thanking whoever had put it on me before dragging me out to the woods. I used the light and tried to find any clues to lint which way my unknown companion had gone. I saw some footprints leading away from me and started to follow them.

I stumbled along for a few hundred feet and then I tripped and fell. I moved to get up when I was stopped by a voice.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" The voice taunted.

My blood ran cold as I realized who was speaking, it was Jules the werewolf; with her was a young man, Jules ordered him to pick me up and bring me with them. The young man hesitated, but did as she requested. I was still too strung out on whatever Damon had injected me with to be able to escape.

"You are going to regret this," I told Jules as vehemently as I could which wasn't much because she laughed at me. She simply tossed a little bit of vervain at me, which in my current state caused me to pass out.

I woke up in a small cage in an RV, the young man was gone but Jules was there. From the looks of it, she had lost most of her pack in the last few days because she was alone and I could detect no noises from outside that would indicate more werewolves in the vicinity.

I sneezed, "Vervain." I muttered.

Jules laughed, "Yes. I must say it has an interesting effect on you, not like most vampires."

"I'm not a vampire," I told her, letting out another sneeze.

"And yet vervain bothers you."

"I'm severely allergic to it." I sneezed again and again.

"What's the longest you have been exposed to it?" She asked curiously. I shuddered but didn't answer, Jules grinned evilly. "I guess we'll have to find out."

I wondered how long it would take before I was missed, assuming my father was not daggered I knew it wouldn't be long. However Damon Salvatore was no idiot and he would soon figure out that the only way to keep my father dead was to leave the dagger in. They would try to dagger him again and soon, so he probably wouldn't get a chance to come find me. Damon and the others would probably assume I took off, so my only hope was my uncle Nik.

I knew Nik was coming soon, the full moon was in a couple of weeks but I hoped he was going to be coming earlier to get the lay of the land. Hopefully he would choose Jules as a possibility for the werewolf he needed to break his curse and find me.

My thoughts were interrupted by Jules, who decided that I had been tortured enough for the night. "We'll pick this up in the morning, get some rest you'll need it if you want to survive."

I tried to get some sleep while I could, if I managed to conserve enough energy I might be able to call for help or manage to unlock the lock with my magic, though I seriously doubted it. It was worth a try though, I had never given up in my 240 years of life and I wasn't about to start now.

A pattern emerged over the next few days, Jules would leave me alone at night and then torture me during the day with vervain. That first night I had enough energy to try and unlock the cage, but that was it. I actually managed to do it, but I didn't get far, because Jules caught me as I tried to escape the RV. I was too exhausted to put up much of a fight and so I was recaptured.

That first day, after recapturing me Jules had slowly and deliberately increased the amount of vervain I exposed to. By the end of the day I was sneezing, coughing, and wheezing. In the days that followed she used only a fraction of the vervain but I was exposed to it for longer and longer periods of time.

The time blended together and I lost track of how long I was held captive. Jules would leave me alone for a short time in the middle of her torture sessions, leaving me exposed to the vervain so I couldn't attempt an escape. Finally during one of these time periods I was found by a vampire I couldn't stand, Isobel Fleming.

"Well, hello Estelle." Isobel teased.

"Can it Isobel, get me out of here before the crazy werewolf gets back." I growled.

She taunted me, "You're just lucky I was sent to spy on the werewolf."

"Who sent you?" I asked her curiously. It hurt to talk, my throats was so red and swollen.

She ignored me, merely pulled out her phone and dialed a number. I couldn't hear the person on the other end, my senses had dulled quite a bit by this point. "No, not yet. I'm calling about something else." Isobel said calmly. "It's good, I found someone held captive at the female wolf's place. I was wondering if I should help them escape."

"Of course you should help me escape." I growled out. "If you don't so help me, I will find you when I get out of here and kill you and everyone you ever cared about!"

Isobel pretended not to hear me, "Well, I just wondered because they are in bad shape, but I'm on your time. Didn't want to give the wolf a chance to know someone was watching her unless you approved it."

"Isobel, who are you working for," I choked out forcefully.

"Who is that? That's the wolf's prisoner. She wants me to...oh, what's her name? Estelle..." Isobel paused and paled a little. "Yes sir, I'll do it now. Where should I take her?"

I wondered at her change of tone, who could she be talking to that would make her nervous. Suddenly it dawned on me, "Niklaus!? You're working for Niklaus?"

She handed me the phone as she set about busting me out of the cage. "Hello?" I asked.

"Hello love, are you okay?"

"Hi Nik. I admit I'm glad to hear your voice. I've been better." I sighed as Isobel moved back to allow me to step out of the cage.

"I'm sure. Isobel is going to bring you to me, we'll talk more then." It was an order, but not one I minded. At this point I just wanted to get out of there.

"Ok. I'll see you soon." I replied.

Nik hung up and I handed the phone to Isobel, "You are to deliver me to Niklaus." I told her as I grabbed my own cell phone that lay on the desk near the cage. Jules had laid it near me, just out of reach to taunt me.

I stumbled out of the RV following Isobel, she observed me trying to walk and then sighed. "I'll carry you, we'll be faster that way." I agreed and we were off to meet Niklaus.