Henrik and Caroline were cuddling on a couch on the first floor at the party, spending time together. Caroline grabbed a piece of cake for Henrik and took a bite, lacing it with blood from the blood bags they'd taken from Damon's stash. After tasting two bites, she left the rest for Henrik, deciding she wanted something better than the cake with its insipid blood.
"Baby..." Caroline purred, breathing in his neck and licking where it met his shoulder.
"Go ahead, love." Henrik smiled, continuing to eat the cake.
As Caroline started to moan, drinking from his blood, Henrik felt a tingling all over, deriving pleasure from it. While this was happening, he focused his attention on the second floor, listening to what was occurring up there.
"Elena, what are you doing here? I've been looking for you downstairs," Damon asked after finding her in his bedroom with papers about the trail he'd been following on Stefan.
"Why didn't you tell me? Why did you keep it a secret?" Elena asked, exasperated.
"Can we not do this right now?" Damon sighed, already having a headache seeing her like that. "I have something to show you."
"No, Damon," Elena said, angered. "All summer, every single time I came to you with a lead, you made me feel like an idiot for having hope."
"Because you were an idiot. We both were." Damon said tiredly.
"Tell me what you know, Damon," Elena demanded, moving closer to him. "We're supposed to be in this together. Why didn't you tell me you've been tracking Klaus' victims?"
"Elena! Do you want to know about Stefan? Fine. He's downstairs in the cell room." Damon said, annoyed. "But let me tell you, Elena, he's not the same Stefan you know."
"You got him back?" Elena said, stunned, a smile beginning to form on her lips. "I... I need to go find him."
"Wait, Elena." Damon quickly said, grabbing her arm. "Stefan isn't the same. Those victims I've been tracking—they're not Klaus', Elena. They're Stefan's."
"What?" Elena asked, stunned again, her eyes disbelieving as she looked at him.
"Yeah, you heard right. He's left a trail of body parts up and down the eastern seaboard," Damon said, looking into her eyes.
"No. You're wrong," Elena said, not wanting to believe him.
"I've seen it happen before. He's flipped the switch, full-blown ripper," Damon was still insisting on making her see reason, arguing that the Stefan down there wasn't the same.
"Stop it, Damon," Elena said, annoyed, moving her head in denial.
"No, you stop it, Elena!" Damon said, growing angrier at her being thickheaded. "He's not the same. Stefan is gone, and what's down there is someone else. He's not coming back, at least not in your lifetime."
"I... I need to see that for myself, Damon." Elena said, crying and touching her necklace.
"Fine." Damon sighed, accompanying her to where Stefan was.
Henrik chuckled as he listened to Damon and Elena's conversation. The bastard had taken the chance to leave him out of it and hadn't mentioned that it was him who had brought back Stefan. Anyway, it seemed the problem between the two brothers and Elena was escalating, and having Stefan in here would only fan the flames of the fire that was starting to grow.
Finding amusement in their situation, he suddenly found the cake in his hand more delicious, enjoying it more as Caroline fed on him.
"Stefan," Elena said softly when she saw him through the small window in the door.
"You're awake, brother." Damon smiled.
"Elena!" Stefan said, confused, looking around and then at Elena and Damon on the other side of the door. "What am I doing here, Damon? I told you to let me go."
"And I told you, before you tried to kill Andie, that I couldn't do that. Elena here was waiting for you." Damon said, shrugging at his stupid brother who was still being stubborn, it seemed these two were together because they were alike in some ways.
"Stefan, why haven't you even tried to contact me all this time?" Elena said, aggrieved. "We've been looking for you everywhere. I... I never stopped looking for you."
"Elena, I shouldn't be here. I'm not the same since I left." Stefan said softly, his voice off.
"Why don't you let me go, Damon?" Stefan then looked at his brother, anger in his voice. "I told you to let me go, dammit. He will come here looking for me."
"Stefan, you'll be okay," Elena said emotionally to her boyfriend. "You can survive this. We'll get through this together. I love you, Stefan."
"And what will we do when Klaus comes knocking at the door again?" Stefan said dully.
"We'll think of something then, Stefan. You don't need to go to please Klaus's whims." Elena tried to reason with him.
"I can't, I gave him my word that I would listen to what he wants," Stefan said, tiredly. "He wants to play with me, he wants me to feed on human blood to bring out the beast inside me, and if I don't, he will go after Damon. And with you here, he will know you're still alive, Elena."
"You both need to let me go," Stefan said again.
"Oh, don't be such a whiner, Stefan," Damon said, looking at his worried face. "We'll think of something."
"Stefan..." Elena said, seeing how he wanted to give up resisting. "I'm not afraid of Klaus."
Then, thinking about Henrik, she smiled and said, "Besides, there is someone that maybe could help us."
"What do you think, Damon?" Elena asked, looking at him.
"Maybe... I don't know," Damon said, he wasn't entirely sure about it, as he now owed Henrik one. "If you or Caroline ask him, the chances would be higher that he agrees than if I ask him."
"What are you both talking about?" Stefan asked, doubtful. Then, as if thinking about the guy in the building, he connected the dots. He remembered Henrik had taken him down too fast; he hadn't stood a chance against him. "It's that guy? Who is he?"
"His name is Henrik... Mikaelson." Damon said after a moment.
"Henrik Mikaelson?" Stefan said, wondering. "Where did you find this guy?"
"Henrik showed up outside the house this morning and managed to get inside. I found him when I came to Damon with a new possible lead on where the hell you might be, Steffan!" Elena cleared up his doubts, but at the end, she grew angry. "He drank Damon's stash and is staying in the house for a while."
"How can you have someone who goes around saying that he is a Mikaelson here in the house, Damon? What about Elena?" Stefan said angrily to his brother. "You are putting her in danger."
"Oh, calm down, brother." Damon dismissed him. "We didn't know that he was a Mikaelson when we met him. Besides, he has behaved well with us so far. I can say that the more dangerous person at this time is you, Stefan. Trying to kill Andie and all. Are you already back into your old ways?"
"Agh. Damon," Stefan pushed the door, making it creak as it banged the lock into the door frame. "In any case, you need to let me leave. We don't know if he would help or can stop Klaus."
"And... I... I don't know if I can control myself anymore, even now." Stefan said as his eyes turned for a moment, seeing Elena, before coming back to normal. "I can't be here."
"No! Stefan. You can't go." Elena said with love. "We will take care of you. You can resist it. You did it before, you can do it again."
"The girl has spoken, brother. Rest for a while in there as you detox from all the blood you drank." Damon gave him a little sarcastic smile as he closed the small window and took Elena away from the place.
"Elena, you can't be near him alone in the meantime," Damon said seriously to Elena when they were standing on the stairs.
"Damon, we need to help him," Elena said, worry in her eyes. "We need to help Stefan fight his urges. We can't leave him be like that, Damon."
"We will, Elena, but it's not that easy," Damon said clearly as he took hold of her shoulders while looking into her eyes. "It takes time... As I said before, maybe it would not be in your lifetime, depending on how far gone he is. At least he still hasn't turned off his humanity."
After that, Henrik kept spying for a while before they moved again into the party. Henrik continued to be with Caroline as they partied until it ended well into the night. Everyone left, and so did Elena to her house with Alaric. Henrik stayed in his room having a hot night with Caroline, and so did Damon with Andie.
With the first rays of the morning announcing a new day, so did someone else who knocked at the front door of the Salvatore house. After finding no one was going to open it, he blew it away, making a big noise around the house.
"What was that?" Caroline said as she quickly woke up. "Mhm~~ Ah~~"
Henrik also woke up with all the noise downstairs. He knew that something must be happening downstairs, most likely involving Klaus or Stefan. But he didn't want to get up from the bed as he was currently balls deep inside Caroline. After they fucked wildly during all the night, cumming inside her a lot of times while they enjoyed each other, he had just left his cock lodged deeply inside her pussy as they slept.
"I don't want to go." Henrik sighed and yawned, still feeling sleepy and enjoying how Caroline's little tight pussy sucked him good. "Why must there be trouble so early in the morning?"
"Ah~~ baby. Go and take a look, it must be important~~" Caroline moaned over him as she moved her hips over his cock, enjoying too having it deeply inside her pussy. She wanted to make him release his early morning fresh load inside her, even if she had said he should go and take a look downstairs to see what was happening.
"Mmh. I don't think so." Henrik said with a smile creeping on his lips. "First I need to find my release."
"Ah~~ Ah~~" Caroline kept moaning louder and louder as her lover started thrusting upwards fast and harder into her, while she moved her hips up and down faster, impaling herself on his cock.
While Henrik was fucking Caroline, he started focusing downstairs to hear what truly was happening.
"Who is causing trouble!! Dammit, so early morning!" Damon angrily yelled while moving to the front entrance as he fastened his nightrobe. He stopped in place a little far away from it as he saw the man standing there.
"Hey, mate," Klaus said with a smile on his lips. "I have great plans for you and your brother."