"How are the girls?" The woman's voice said.

"The doppelganger's still passed out. The other is awake but quiet."

"You didn't touch them, did you?" Elena and Nat could now hear them fully but just kept walking without making a sound.

"Give me some credit." He said. "So, did you call him?"

"No, I called one of his contacts. You know how this works." She told him.

"Did you or did you not get the message to Elijah ?" At the sound of that name, Nat's heart skipped a beat. The name felt familiar somehow. She shook her head lightly and focused on being quiet.

"They say he got it."

"Wonderful. And what?"

"So that's it Trevor. He either got it or he didn't. We just have to wait."

"Look, it's not too late. We can leave them here. We don't have to go through with this." Trevor's voice now sounded nervous.

"I'm sick of running!" The woman exclaimed.

"Yeah? Well running keeps us from dying."

"Elijah's old school. If he accepts our deal, we're free." At the sound of his name again Nat got distracted, making one of the boards squeak accidentally. The woman turns to them quickly and rushes over to them.

"You two! There's nothing around here for miles. If you think you're getting out of this house, you're tragically wrong. Understand?" She glared at them.

"Who's Elijah?" Nat asked her.

"He's your worst nightmare." She said darkly before turning around and walking into another room. They look at each other and try to calm down after her ominous words. They turn to Trevor but he's already gone.

"C'mon." Elena said before walking over to the room Rose went into. She was standing by a table looking at something.

"Why are we here?" Elena asked her. Nat walked into the room first while Elena leaned on the doorway.

"You keep asking me these questions like I'm gonna answer them."

"Why won't you?" Nat said crossing her arms.

"That's another one."

"You got us, okay? It's not like we can go anywhere. The least you can do is tell us what you want with us." Elena said now walking into the room and standing next to her sister.

"I personally want nothing, I'm just a delivery service."

"Delivery to who? Elijah?" Nat asked her.

"Two points to the eavesdropper."

"Who is he? Is he a vampire?"

"He's one of the vampires, the Originals." At that both girls furrowed their brows.

"What do you mean the Originals?" Nat asked her curiously.

"Again with the questions." She turned around and looked at them. "Haven't the Salvatores been teaching you your vampire history?"

"So you know Stefan and Damon?" Elena asked surprised.

"I know of them. A hundred years back a friend of mine tried to set me up with Stefan. She said he was one of the good ones. I'm more of a sucker for the bad boys though, but I digress." Damon then, Nat thought.

"Who are the Originals?" Nat asked again, seeing as Rose evaded her question.

"Trevor and I have been running for 500 years. We're tired, we want it over. We're using you to negotiate ourselves out of an old mess." She said looking at Elena directly.

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