"So, this Doctor, whoever he is, travels though space?" Alvaro inquired, for the fourteenth time in the morning, since the Morningstar had awoken.

Morgana humed, before blinking open her green and blue eyes. A cocktail of scents swirled in the room, combining it's self with the normal ones; Brimstone and woodland.

The eighteen year old woman narrowed her eyes as the aromas of vanilla and cinnamon entered her nose, she peered downwards to see Floki curled in a ball. Snoring lightly as he lay in between her and a foreign body.

"Did you know, the smell of freshly lit matches rolls of you stronger when you're a sleep?" A familiar masculine voice spoke.

She looked up before groaning lightly "Still here, are we?"

"Hay!" Alvaro looked at her "That's your inner Lillith speaking, go away and put Morgana back."

She sat up, giving him a pointed look before raising an eyebrow "Have you been reading that all night?"

"Yep, five times now." He closed the book and looked at her, a baffled look took over his features "How the hell does this Doctor individual travel though space?"

"You're forgetting time." She mentioned.

"I know, save that for later." He inched forward "How? How does he do?"

"He travels in the TARDIS." She sighed.

"TARDIS?" He looked at her bewildered.

She smiled, she could photograph the look on his face. His eyebrows were slightly raised, his dark orbs opened wide. Showing off his beautiful eye iris. His bottom lip hung open lightly.

"Time And Relative Dimensions In Space." She smiled slyly, brushing the tip of her finger over the button of his nose causing his eyebrows to dip down and his mouth snap shut, an even more of an bewildered expression in his eyes "Keep that up, Pretty boy and I might be tempted to kiss you."

"Oo, with all this flirting, it must be Christmas." He smirked.

She rolled her eyes at him, a small, amused smile tugged on her lips. Alvaro groaned at the sound of his phone. He got off the bed causing Floki to wake.

"Erm, yep?" His expression changed, a sharp look in his orbs as one of his eyebrows dipped downwards "What?"

Morgana looked at him questionably, just before her phone buzzed. She picked it up and looked up at Alvaro, who had his phone by his ear, eyes trained on her. She glanced at the screen, before he replied.

Me and Elena are going to get Jeremy, do you want to join us? Peace offering for old times' sake. - Damon Salvatore.

"Ye'h I'm fine Nik." Alvaro sighed, "I just......" he glanced at the Morningstar, who was typing a rely to whoever texted her "....needed to be on my own. I'll be up there."

"Yes." Answered Morgana, who was attired in black leggings, cream converses and a long, tight-fitting brown tanic top.

Alvaro raised an eyebrow at her, from over the book "I still don't understand."

"You'll have to watch the series then," she suggested, making him raise his eyebrow even high "Come on, Pretty boy." She threw his jacket at him.

A smug look crowned his expression, as his jacket hit his chest. He kept his eyes on her as she slipped on her father's golden coat before leaving the room. He gripped at it "Pretty Boy."

"You know you shouldn't be in here." Alaric scolded lightly, as Elena entered the Salvatore basement holding a bag of stuff "It defeats the point of the whole, being-locked-in-a-celler thing."

"Well, you still need the basics:" Elena sighed, after placing the bag down beside her friend, who was going through it "Toothbrush, clothes." Ric took out the said items as she listed them "Some boring books to help you, sleep."

"Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde?" Ric asked in amused tone, showing Elena the book. Causing her to frown "What? No I grabbed-" she took the book from his grasp, looking at the cover before realizing "Damon."

"And er-" she looked at him, Ric had another book in his hand. It seemed ancient but well kept. "-The painting of Dorian Grey?"

"What? I've never heard of-" Elena's face fell, as she caught on "Morgana, but how did she?"

"That girl seems to notice everything." Ric chuckled, a fond look in his eye "And a good student, if she ever decides to show up for school."

Elena grabbed a chair, moving it before sitting in front of Ric, who was skimming the front page "The Originals really have changed her."

"Maybe she's always been the way she is, deep down." She looked at him confused "Think about it, Morgana never really interacted with people. She never used to be overall happy with life, but Klaus, his siblings and even Katherine. Seemed to make her come out of her shell."

Elena looked down "I keep on thinking that the Mikaelsons have changed her, but....after thinking about our past. Before Damon and Stefan came to town, before mom and dad died. Me and her, we never really hung out a lot. We were never nasty to each other, she was....just closer to Jer and Jenna." She sighed defeatedly, looking at Ric, who was listening intently "I...-" she shrugged "-I just don't understand what, happened."

Ric exhaled deeply before sighing lightly through his nose "You know what I think? I think, Morgana is....growing into the person she's always been, or ment to be, deep down. I mean, people change thought out their lives, we all do. Like you she was adopted," Elena nodded "but she's always been different. You and Jeremy have always been with people like yourselves, Morgana-. She didn't have the opportunity to interact with people like herself."

Elena looked at the ground, thinking about what Ric had said. She knew he was right, her sister had been anti-social, but she always knew what was happening, what everyone was doing. Elena used to hate and be jealous of that at an early age, the fact that Morgana always noticed everything.

She remembered that sometimes, as kids when they were playing outside she would notice someone standing across the street watching them, or more pacifically Morgana.

Jeremy giggled as he stood, arms outstretched, a big grin on his face. Watching as his big sister tried to tag him while avoiding his older sister, who was it. Their parents, uncle John and aunt Jenna were sat around the table on the porch.

Talking, laughing, glancing over at the three kids who were playing a combination of stick in the mud and football. Or well stick in the mud first. But, nobody noticed the tall, dark haired man stood opposite the Gilbert household. All expect the middle child, who shared the same shiny night locks. But as soon as she blinked he was gone.

"They think their hilarious." Elena rolled her eyes, meaning the choices of books in Ric's persention.

"At least some of us have a sense of humour," Ric chuckled, before she spoke again "I forget you three were drinking buddies. Are you sure you're-? I mean, you don't have to be kept in here."

"Uh, no." Ric sat up straighter "This is...ah. The right place for me to be." He glanced around before meeting her gaze "At least until you guys can convince my highly-uncooperative alter ego to fese up to where I- Or he hid the white oak stake."

"We looked everywhere. You...the other you hid it well."

"What's Klaus gonna do if you can't find it?" Ric asked.

"It's the only thing that'll kill him, so, heh. Wage war, murder people." Elena sighed "You know, Klaus stuff." She stood up, strolled around the chair before leaning forward against it "Listen....Stefan is gonna watch over you for a little while. Now that Klaus knows where Jeremy is, it's not safe. So...I and Damon are gonna go to Denver to pick him up."

"Why do you say that like your waiting for me to disapprove?" Ric questioned as Elena licked her lips, glancing to and from him and the floor guilty.

Damon strolled into the living-room, where Stefan stood before the roaring fire, he dropped the final bag on the pile "You hear from Klaus?"

"Not yet." Stefan replied "But I'm sure I will soon." He turned his back to the fire "He's expecting me to deliver two stakes." He walked towards Damon, who strolled down the stairs "I only have one."

"That's gonna be disappointing for him." Damon remarked, standing before his brother. He smirked as the door opened, they turned to find Morgana stood in all her glory, a backbag in hand.

"And apocalyptic for you." She smirked dangerously as she appeared them. The eldest brother eyed her coat "Nice coat."

"Thanks Damon." She smiled sarcastically as Stefan rolled his eyes, opening his mouth and spoke in a curious tone "Nice to see, you two are back to commenting on us."

"Oh on the contrary, Stefan we're trying to..." She looked at Damon questionably "To make amends, and hopefully friendships follows."

"But until then it's frenemies." Morgana finished before glancing at Stefan "And I think that confidence won't last for long."

Stefan sighed tempestuously as Damon joined in remarking "I don't sure it, but I like it."

"You two don't think I can do what it takes?"

"Well your good Stefan, your in control." Damon said, as Morgana observed the two while tilting her head "Might get the girl. But you lose the edge."

Stefan nodded, a indescribable smile on his lips.

"Speaking of...." They turned to Morgana "Hello, false sister."

Elena walked in and froze at the sight of her adoptive sister "Damon invited you?"

"Yes, I heard about the compulsion." Morgana narrowed her eyes at the doppelganger "I don't particularly like the false god, but at least he didn't use mind control to get you mortals to worship him."

Stefan looked at her thrown off, while Damon looked between the two. He hated to admit it, but the people that he'd  met because of the Morningstar interested him "Ever flown first class?"

The girls turned to him before Elena spoke "Who did you have to compell for that?"

"Pfft, please." The vampire said insulted "I used miles."

Stefan looked at Elena as Morgana helped Damon with the bags.

The trip to the airport was quiet, and short. Morgana sat in front of Elena and Damon, who were sat in the row behind her, the Morningstar had her phone to her ear.

"I do I really want to know, why you haven't turned up?" Dorian questioned over the phone.

"Something came up," Morgana replied "I was wondering if I could buck the next week off?"

"But your the only one I can talk to." The old warlock whined cheekily, causing the Morningstar to grin "Ah, fine. So what's up?"

Damon, Morgana and Elena strolled along in the baaeball court looking for the youngest Gilbert. The three halted as they found him, Jeremy had his back to them, a baseball club in hand. They observed as he missed the ball thrown his way.

"Next time we compell him, remind me to make him better at baseball." Damon commented, feeling embarrassed for the teenager.

"There won't be a next time, smeghead." Morgana glared at him as Elena shook her head at the two, walking towards the chicken wire.

"Hey, Jer!"

"Elena?" The youngest of four, questioned not noticing Damon or Morgana yet. Elena smiled as Jeremy took off his helmet, his smile falling after seeing the look in her brown orbs "What's wrong?"

"Aye, brightspark 'what's wrong?'" Morgana remarked a wicked glint in eyes.

"Morgana?" Jeremy smiled brightly as she anknowlaged him with a smile.

"Katherine sired us, Rose sired Katherine." Damon said as the four exited the court Jeremy was playing in "All we need to do is find out who sired Rose."

"So you traveled all the way across the country to get me to talk to some dead vampire?"

"Dead vampire's redundant, but yes."

"I can't. I could talk to Anna and Vicki because I knew them." Jeremy gave back his helmet, standing in front of the three "I never met Rose."

"What good is you coming back to life if you can't talk to a ghost? When I need you to." Damon sassed as Jeremy rolled his eyes.

"Rose spent a long time running from Klaus as well." Elena spoke "She and Damon were close so, maybe we could use him as a connection."

Jeremy looked from Elena to Damon, before turning to Morgana who was eyeing the scene intently. He was surprised his older sister had came, Elena had told him she had sent roots somewhere out of town.

"Fine. Can we do this later?" Jeremy asked "My friend just got here. And yes Damon, I actually have some. I'll call you when I'm done."

He smiled at Elena before hugging Morgana, before leaving them.

"Jer?" Elena smiled as the three turned, to find Jeremy greeting the youngest Mikaelson brother "Damon it's Kol!"

Elena backed away as Kol swung his bat around Damon's neck. Damon grunted, falling to the ground as Morgana merely step out of the way. Kol smiled warmly at his friend as Jeremy cried out "What are you doing?!"

"Jer get back. He's an Original!" Elena shouted.

"No hard feelings, mate." Kol smirked, walking towards the bucket full of bats "But we're not buds," he turned his attention to his friend as he took another bat "I bet my big brother's not happy that you came along."

"Hm, who's to say he even knew." Morgana bit back, a smirk on her lips.

Kol looked at her surprised, before an amused look broke on his face. Never, in all eternity had a woman went behind his brother's back. Maybe Alvaro's met his match. Kol mentally grinned.

"You know, I'll never get used to aluminium." He admired the bat, as he moved in front of Damon "But hey, at least it won't break."

He went to hit Damon, but the Salvatore staked him causing the Morningstar to glare harshly.

"Did you kill him?" Jeremy questioned.

"No, but it'll give us a head start." Damon said, standing up only to get magically flung on to his back "Oh okay, I'm sorry, sorry."

Morgana rushed to Kol's side, as Damon got to his feet. She rolled the Mikaelson on to his side before pulling the wooden bat out of his torso.

"We'll start the car." Damon said, before he and Elena pulled a confused Jeremy away.

Morgana watched as they turned the corner before summoning the spiked bat Kol had brought back from Hell, and placed it by his side.

She hovered her hands above Kol's wound "Strength by day, strength by night, give him strength, give him might. Give him life, give him power, by mine and Satan's will."

She kissed Kol's cheek before jogging away to catch up with the lot.

They pulled up at a motel, Morgana walked ahead of the group, not interested in listening to her companion's chater.

"Well, didn't you find it weird that you made a friend so fast. I mean have you met you?" She heard Damon say as she pulled her father's coat tighter around her body.

Speaking of Lucifer, the Morningstar had seen her parents and half-sister in a while. She knew her father would make an appearance and her mother would start lurking about. She wondered what trouble Sabrina was getting into.

The four entered the motel room to find three beds, Morgana claimed the one on the far corner. Placing bag on the blue cover before taking off her coat as everyone made themselves at home.

"Alright Whoopi." Damon pulled the curtains to "What do you need? Candles? Incense? Pottery Wheel?"

"That's not how it works."

"I know, I know." He shrugged off his jacket "They push from the other side, you push from this one."

Morgana watched the three, as they tried to summon Rose. She took out her phone from her coat, once she was sure they won't notice and tap on Klaus' contact.

Damon and Elena are in Denver. - Morgana

And your with them, I assume. - Nik

Yes, they're trying to contact a lead to the vampire who sired Rose. Kol's temporary indisposed. - Morgana

Right, thanks for telling me. - Nik

What are friends for? - Morgana

Summoning Rose turned out to be successful, apart from the fact that Rose thankfully wasn't aware where Mary Porter was. Damon disappeared off, as Elena and Jeremy talked or well Elena tried to get him to open up.

"Well, this depressing. Isn't it?" Klaus smirked from the entrance of the Salvatore cellar as he and his little brother entered.

"Oh, and we found this, upstairs-" Alvaro held up a sharp stake in hand, an unenthusiastic expression on his handsome face "-now by our count there should be one more, unless you want heads to roll." He looked at his brother, who turned his head to Stefan and Ric.

"Yeah, well it's gonna take a little more time." Stefan said as he stood confidently before them.

"Because you're waiting for that one to pass out? No thanks." Klaus said before his brother commented "I think we'll just kill him."

"Then you won't know the location of the other stake." Stefan protested.

"We can live with that." Alvaro smirked chaoticly, approaching Ric only for Stefan to step in his way. Making the youngest original in the room to chuckle, sending chills down the young men's spines "You really are after your own death, aren't you?"

"Well, I can't." Stefan stated, referring to Alvaro's first comment "When we staked Finn, we discovered that killing an Original Vampire....killed It's entire bloodline."

Alvaro grinned at the new piece of information, as Stefan looked between the two Mikaelsons "Now, I don't know which one of you, I'm  descended from.....but I'd really rather not find out by dying. So why don't we just find the stake, and destroy it. So we can all be safe?"

"So the fate of the entire vampire race," Klaus spoke up, stepping forward as Alvaro stepped down eyeing the room before catching Ric's gaze. He smiled and waved, which caused Ric to back away "Depends on you finding a stake? And to get it-" Klaus looked in Ric's direction, while Alvaro passed the stake to him "-we need you to pass out."

"Which means I feel totally justified doing this:" Alvaro sped past Stefan and viciously twisted Ric's neck, around in a full circle before throwing his body to the ground.

"There. Sleeping like a baby." Klaus smirked from behind the Salvatore, who went attack Alvaro, only to grunt in pain after Alvaro shoved his hand in his chest, clutching his heart