"Of course. And my family will agree." Before Bonnie can pull him into a hug, Henrik hunched over, grabbing his stomach as he felt a pain rip through his body. Trying not to scream, he whimpered. "What's happening to me?" 

"I think Limbo's telling you that you can't stay," Bonnie spoke, her hands catching Henrik's frame before he could fall. "You need to go back or Limbo's going to force you back." 

Henrik nodded. His eyes closed, his head leaning back before he was swallowed into darkness. 

A loud gasp echoed through the Salvatore Mansion, the Mikaelson family all circling their brother. "Henrik," Klaus spoke, taking the boy into his arms. Elyza and Rebekah moved towards Bonnie, but Henrik tore from his brother's arms, stepping in front of her. 

"No one hurts her," Henrik glanced down at Nik, his eyes pleading with him to help. "She apologized, Nik. And she's my friend." 

Klaus rose, offering Bonnie, who was still on the floor, his hand. "We're going home." 

Kol rolled his eyes, taking his wife's hand in his own. "My love," Kol called, grabbing her attention. 

Elyza nodded. "I won't touch her." 


Stefan Salvatore woke with the biggest headache he had ever experienced. He yawned, using his elbows to push him up from the muddy ground. He groaned. He looked around the dark atmosphere, wondering where the fuck he was. 

He winced as Elyza's hand wrapped around his throat before he could make it to the door. She pushed him back, sending him soaring through the living room and eventually landing too close to Elena's decaying body for comfort. He couldn't help but watch as Rebekah took Henrik's body in her hands, rocking as tears flew down her face. 

The house shook violently, the windows shattering before him. The wind swirled, sending the curtains blowing towards the door. Elijah simply moved as he took a fighting Jeremy into his hands. His eyes traveled over to Bonnie, watching as her eyes blackened and veins grew up her arms. 

"NO!" She cried, her magic slamming against the couches, sending them to crash against the brick wall. Her magic banged against the side tables, vases, and everything else that stood undamaged in the house. Stefan ducked as the armchair came bellowing towards him, threating to decapitate him if he remained in the same spot. She fell to her knees, forcing Klaus to take her hands. "Send me in his mind." 

Nodding, the hybrid took her hand and divided into the youngest Mikaelson's mind. He almost let the breath he was holding go when he saw Kol disappear but when he looked up and saw his even more frightening wife, he wished he had listened to Caroline.

"Why?" She asked, but he clearly didn't have a choice in answering. 

"D-Damon," He answered. "But I-we never intended on killing-" 

A sob broke through Rebekah, a fairly large lump forming in her throat. "Shut up," Elyza snapped. "You've killed Kol, attempted to kill Klaus, and just murdered who just may have been one of the most important people in this family." 

Stefan shook his head. "I didn't-" 

Elyza chuckled. "In the past there have been no consequences for your actions," She started, speeding towards him, grabbing him by the neck. "I'm here now which means that changes today." 

"Please... Klaus..." 

Elyza glanced over her shoulder but when she saw the hybrid didn't even react, she smiled. "You did all this because you wished to be with your brother once more? Consider me an angel because I'm granting your wish." 

Driving her hand into his chest, she tugged. 

Stefan gasped as his memories hit him harder than Bonnie's magic attacked the living room. Frantic, he hoped that what happened isn't what really what happened. He patted his chest, feeling where the hole in his heart should've been. When he didn't feel one, he glanced around. Was he really dead or was this some type of some cruel prank? 

"Stefan?" 

His hope crumbled to dust as he whipped around. When his eyes landed on Elena's, he knew that this wasn't a joke. He was actually dead. "Elena?" He called out, still holding out that this was some type of glamour spell. 

"And Caroline," He heard another voice. Taking a look at her tear stricken face, his worst nightmare was confirmed to have come to life.

"We're-" 

"Dead," Elena finished. She brushed over her face with her hands. 

"Not for long, I suppose." 

Elena felt her heart drop as she and the two other vampires turned around. She recognized the voice immediately. The Mikaelson ball flashed through her mind, forcing her to try to swallow. She couldn't quite the the lump out of her throat, though. Surely, even in death, this woman wouldn't be plotting. 

"Esther?" 





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