Hmm, maybe just one more bite

Is money enough?

Elisabeth

I take a shower. Death does not look good on me. I wrap myself and tiptoe across the hall to a room.

"But we barely know her." I hear outside. I sneak to the window opening it a crack so I can hear better.

"This is no time to be sentimental." Ellie says rather annoyed.

"I'm not being sentimental. She could be of use to us." A guy says. I roll my eyes. What the hell am I, a prop?

"She makes one wrong move......" Ellie says. I move away from the window and get dressed.

Merlin

It's been awhile since the anchor declared war on us and yet, nothing. Everything is in balance. Only making John more anxious.

"We need to make a move!"

"Don't yell at me." I say.

"Tamara is on the other side." He wants his love back.

"It doesn't work like that." I say.

"It has too!"

"And what if she's found peace?! Are you really going to rip her away from that, just for your selfish needs?!" I yell.

"I can't live without her." I sigh walking to him.

"You have for the past twenty years." He looks up at me and kisses me.

Damon

I gulp down a glass of whiskey. "Don't you have enough liver damage?" What's her name? Elisabeth!

"Not quite." I smile.

"What's wrong?" I'm confused. Does someone actually care?

"Me and Ellie broke up." I confess. I sit next to her.

"Sorry." She places her hand on my knee.

"Are you coming on to me?" I ask.

"No! I was just being nice!" She says.

"Sure, you were."

Merlin

He kissed me! Best thing to do is not address it.

"I have something that can help you." I walk to a wall and pull down a drape.

"A mirror." He says.

"Call her." I whisper.

"You're still helping me take her down?" He asks. I nod.

"Call her." I say.

"Elisabeth, come forth. Wherever you are." He gasped as she appeared.

Elisabeth

"Hey, Damon? I'm hungry." I say.

"What are you? 4?" He asks.

"The Sun's coming up." He says.

"Thanks, Annie." I say. He disappears as I walk to the kitchen, searching for some food.

"What are you doing?" A man asks.

"I'm hungry." I say.

"Are you crazy?" He asks. I turn to him.

"No, just hungry." I say then see the knife in his hand.

"Damon!" I yell. Damon comes in and looks at me and the dude with the knife.

"What?!" He yells.

"Damon! Murderous dude!" I say.

"Oh, that's just Jeremy." Damon laughs.