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TVD 10x06 - Blast to the Past Enjoy! =)

Cut to – Munich University, 2009. Bonnie and Damon, who have successfully teleported, are standing in front of the University. Unsuspicious of the place, oblivious to the time.

BONNIE: (In pleasant shock) Ha! We did it! This is the place!

DAMON: Holy shit! That was wild! (Stumbles a bit, looking dazed) Oh, no…

BONNIE: What’s wrong? You okay?

DAMON: I think I’m gonna… (finds a nearby trashcan and throws up).

BONNIE: Ooh! (Rubs his back) There, there… let it all out. It happens sometimes… (after he’s finished, he composes himself).

DAMON: Definitely taking Dramamine next time.

BONNIE: Come, we’ll get you some water.

DAMON: (As they are walking inside) Bon, this place is huge. We might be closer but it’s still like finding a needle in a haystack. How about we find the Admin office, I’ll compel them to point us in the right direction.

BONNIE: Sounds like a plan (as they continue to walk, they spot a drinking fountain. Damon takes a drink).

DAMON: Ah, much better now!

BONNIE: (Looking at a student on their cellphone) Who has a BlackBerry nowadays? I didn’t even know they still made those things.

DAMON: Guess some people are just stuck in the past. Look, there it is; let’s compel us some intel. (They approach the receptionist) Hello, do you speak English?

RECEPTIONIST: (Rolls her eyes) Toll, noch ein blöder Amerikaner.

DAMON: (Turns to Bonnie) I don’t think she speaks English; that’s gonna be a problem...

RECEPTIONIST: You are in an international university, of course I speak English. I’m also fluent in French, Italian, and Spanish, in case you were wondering. This is not America.

DAMON: Wow, lady; no need to be condescending. I was just asking a simple question.

RECEPTIONIST: What do you want? I have a lot of work to do and you’re wasting my time.

BONNIE: Well, if this is how you treat your students, this college is definitely going off my list.

RECEPTIONIST: It’s a university.

DAMON: Oh, I’m really going to enjoy this…

(Looks into the lady’s eyes and does his thing) Listen, lady. First, you are going to look in your computer and fetch us one of your student’s schedules, Elena Gilbert. Then, you’re gonna take one of those campus maps and circle where those classes take place. Last, but definitely not least, you’re gonna take your clothes off, keep the underwear, nobody needs to see that; and you’re going to run around campus screaming: I love Americans! (The lady searches in her computer).

BONNIE: (Smiling in complicity) You’re brutal…

DAMON: She was rude.

RECEPTIONIST: I’m sorry, but we don’t have any student under that name.

BONNIE: That’s impossible… Check again (she does).

RECEPTIONIST: No, sorry, no results. See for yourself (turns the computer screen). The only Gilbert we have under any registration is Dr. Grayson Gilbert, a research member of the Munich Project.

BONNIE: Dr. Grayson Gilbert? He’s dead…

RECEPTIONIST: Not according to our database. In fact, he’s scheduled to be at the Medical Faculty lab in an hour. Here (gives them a campus map and circles the location of the lab). Now, if you excuse me, I have something I need to do. (She takes her clothes off and starts running around screaming, as she was compelled to).

DAMON: Ooh, Bon, I’m getting a weird feeling…

BONNIE: This makes no sense… (Looks at the computer again, and sees something she missed) Oh, no…no, no, no, no, no…

DAMON: Bon?

BONNIE: Look at the date on the computer… I don’t think we should be worried about where Elena is right now. We should be worried about when we are right now…

DAMON: (Looks at the date, April 23rd, 2009) Holy fuck! What???!!! No… This can’t be possible!!?? How??!!!

BONNIE: You see? This is exactly why I didn’t want you to come with me! In case some crazy shit like this happened!

DAMON: And this is exactly why I insisted I did! In case some crazy shit like this did happen!

BONNIE: Fuck, fuck, fuck!

DAMON: Okay, okay. Let’s try to calm down… I mean, this can’t be real! Can it?!! No way!! (Starts rambling) Oh, shit… What if we’re in another bizarro prison world with other people trapped in it?! I doubt so many people would fuck up that bad to be put in one… Or maybe the ones that created it fucked up and accidently put all these people here? I could see a Gemini fucking up, but a Bennett?

BONNIE: Damon…

DAMON: (Continues to ramble) Yeah, no, can’t be that. Maybe we’re dreaming? Has to be a dream. We’re probably still sleeping in our bed and will wake up soon. We didn’t smoke last night, did we? That stash really messed us up the last time…

BONNIE: Damon…

DAMON: Maybe one of the shitake mushrooms we had for dinner was bad, or one of the clams? That’s probably why I threw up… I knew something was fishy while I was cooking…

BONNIE: Damon… (grabs him by the shoulders and looks into his eyes) I need you to snap out of it, okay? Take deep breaths with me… (They take deep breaths together, in an attempt to process the situation. Ironically, the tables turn, and now Bonnie is the one that starts panicking) How are we going to get ourselves out of this?! I have no clue how, or what I did! What if we can’t go back?! What if I’ve altered the space-time continuum; that’s something not to be fucked with. What if this is my punishment for pushing this power too far…

DAMON: Bon…

BONNIE: You’re right, we have to be dreaming. But why would we be dreaming the same thing? The psychic link? Has to be the psychic link, right? I mean, I’m pretty sure we didn’t smoke, so it has to be a dream. Or maybe we did smoke? We really have to cut down on that. No, no, you know what, I think you’re right; one of the shitake was bad, and we’re in one hell of a trip right now…

DAMON: Bon… breathing, breathing, we’re breathing…

(they continue to take deep breaths, until finally, they seem to have managed to keep their calm). Okay, one step at a time. Let’s retrace our steps and figure out where it could’ve gone wrong.

BONNIE: The picture…

DAMON: What picture?

BONNIE: The one Elena sent me of her father; the one I used to make the jump.

DAMON: Did you notice anything odd about it?

BONNIE: Well, it was a picture of a picture she found in the Medical School’s hall of fame. Other than that, I don’t think so.

DAMON: We can go check if it’s here now, and take it from there…

BONNIE: Yeah, good idea. Would it be insane to propose we grab a drink first? I could use something to ease the nerves, help this sink in first…

DAMON: (Teasing) I’m telling you, it’s like you can read my mind!

BONNIE: (Smirks) Truly uncanny.

DAMON: Ooh, you have to try the draft beer! Can’t be in Germany and not have a Hefeweizen.

BONNIE: Sounds perfect!

Cut to – Present day, the Powell mansion dungeon. Darius is growing inpatient; his visions increasing in frequency and intensity. Edward, showing no intentions of letting him go anytime soon. No matter how hard Darius tries, he hasn’t been able to figure out another way of stopping what’s to come, that doesn’t involve Bonnie; which is constantly reaffirmed in his visions.

VOICE: It’s sad, really. You are supposed to be one of the most powerful supernatural beings, not to mention a “genius”, and you can’t seem to figure this out.

DARIUS: I have figured it out, but execution is not as simple as you think.

VOICE: You can’t even manage to get yourself out of this cell; how are you going to make Bonnie do her part?

DARIUS: I’m not going to make Bonnie do anything. All I need is to be able to reach her…

VOICE: Well, I hope you brought some entertainment. Seems like we are going to be in here for a while.

DARIUS: How about we play a game of who can stay quiet the longest? (Edward walks in).

EDWARD: Talking to yourself again? That’s a condition; might want to get that checked out. Any updates?

DARIUS: I’m telling you, there is no way to do this without Bonnie.

EDWARD: Wrong answer; try harder (he walks away).

VOICE: Even the miracle boy is bullying you around. You really have hit rock bottom.

DARIUS: You couldn’t even last five seconds without babbling?

VOICE: I’m bored.

DARIUS: Then try to be bored with your mouth shut. I need to concentrate… (he shuts his eyes, and goes into deep meditation).

Cut to – Munich, Germany. Sam and Alex are having a secret meet-up outside campus. During their “brainstorm” session at one of the local pubs, they came to the conclusion that something was in fact very wrong.

SAM: Got anything?

ALEX: (Shows him a usb) Found it in one of my drawers.

SAM: What’s on it?

ALEX: A bunch of research files taken from the Faculty lab. I think Sage was on to something… There’s also a screenshot of a GPS location; pinpointing Mystic Falls, Virginia; ever heard of it?

SAM: I think that’s where Elena is from; it’s not far from Whitmore.

ALEX: (Inserts the usb in his laptop and opens one of the files) Check this out… Does this look familiar to you?

SAM: Looks very similar to the one we were researching earlier.

ALEX: I’d say almost identical… Pretty sure this is the original one.

SAM: Could be, but without Sage we won’t have any certainty. Have you’ve been able to reach her yet?

ALEX: No, but I did contact her mom; she says she never went home. I mean, I’m not surprised, she hates Felicia, but still; you’d figure she would at least let her know she was back in New York.

SAM: This is all kinds of fucked up.

ALEX: It sure is… Look what else I found (shows him some files with photos of them with Elena and Sage). Apparently, not only did we meet Elena before; seems like your gut feeling was right, you two were a thing.

SAM: This makes no sense! What the hell is going on?!

ALEX: Well, I think the only person that might be able to tell us is nowhere to be found. Far as I see it, we have two options. Find your girl, get the fuck out of this place, and figure it out as we go along. Or, stay, get as much intel as we can from the inside, and go down the rabbit hole…

SAM: Whatever we do, we need to find Elena first.

Cut to – Munich University, 2009. After a couple of beers, Damon and Bonnie find the Medical School’s hall of fame; which in fact, has the beforementioned picture on display.

DAMON: That solves the mystery. Check out the timestamp… (it reads 16:05pm 23/04/2009).

BONNIE: That’s gonna be one hell of a problem. If this “thing” works like I think it does, we came here because it took us to the place, date, and time that picture was taken. So, for us to be able to get back, I would need some kind of reference to place us in Mystic Falls in the present day.

DAMON: Which is literally in the future. How are we going to get a reference of a time that hasn’t even happened yet…

BONNIE: (Teasing, trying to find some humor in the situation) I don’t suppose googling Mystic Falls 2021 would work?

DAMON: I’m sure some results would turn up, but who knows where that would take us.

BONNIE: There has to be another way… (someone walks up to them).

GRAYSON GILBERT: Bonnie?

BONNIE: (Turns around) Mr. Gilbert?

GRAYSON: Oh my god, kiddo! What are you doing here? (Hugs her) It’s a bit early to be doing college hunting, don’t you think? Let alone so far from home!

BONNIE: (Nervous and freaked out. She tries to play along) Well, you know Grams, Mr. Gilbert; always says, it’s never too early to search for the right college.

GRAYSON: Is she here? (Looks around) I’d love to say hello.

BONNIE: Oh… she, uhm…she… she went on a city tour. We came all this way, might as well do some sightseeing.

GRAYSON: (Looks at Damon, concerned. He seems to be quite old to be hanging around a 17 year-old girl. Granted she does look older, but he has attributed that to her make-up) And, who is this?

BONNIE: (Barely making it without exposing she’s a nervous reck) This, this… this is…

DAMON: (Reaches for a handshake) Hello, Sir. I’m professor Xavier, future student recruitment counselor. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance.

GRAYSON: Sorry, you are a what?

DAMON: A future student counselor…

GRAYSON: And what is that, exactly?

DAMON: Well… I’m in charge of looking for potential future students, show them the campus, our majors, you know, that kind of stuff.

GRAYSON: I wasn’t aware there was a position for that. Then again, this university does have some odd practices. (Turns to Bonnie) I have to run, but, where are you staying? I’d love to take you and your Grams out for dinner.

BONNIE: Oh, that’s so nice of you, Mr. Gilbert, but we leave tonight. Just came for a few days.

GRAYSON: Aw, that’s too bad! I wish Elena had told me you were coming; we could’ve planned something!

BONNIE: You know Elena, always forgetting everything.

GRAYSON: Tell me about it! The only reason that kid doesn’t forget her head, is because it’s stuck to her body! Anyway, kiddo, it was great seeing you, and one heck of a coincidence! Have a great flight back, say hi to your Grams for me (hugs her).

BONNIE: Will do.

GREYSON: See you back home, gotta run (kisses her forehead and leaves).

BONNIE: (Turns to Damon) Professor Xavier, really?

DAMON: I panicked! It was the first thing that popped into my mind.

BONNIE: Well, it was better than the future student counselor. Had to fight hard not to crack up on that one.

DAMON: Figured someone had to be in charge of that.

BONNIE: That was crazy, seeing Mr. Gilbert alive…

DAMON: You okay? Must’ve been hard; specially knowing what happens next…

BONNIE: It totally escaped me; that’s a month from now… What if we can warn him? Tell him not to take that bridge, maybe we can save their lives…

DAMON: As much as we would love to be able to do that, we can’t, Bon. We are risking it as it is, just by being here.

BONNIE: I know, butterfly effect ‘n all. But it’s so frustrating! Knowing you can change something for the positive… yet knowing that if you do, that single event could change everything, with no guarantee if it’s for better or worse.

DAMON: I like to think that things happen for a reason; can’t tamper with destiny.

BONNIE: I agree. We need to find a way to go back, fast. Every second we are here we risk tipping the domino piece…

DAMON: Okay, throwing some ideas out there. Doesn’t Grams’ grimoire have a very powerful divination spell?

BONNIE: It does…

DAMON: What if you used it to try and see into the future? Let’s say, a certain day, time, and month in Mystic Falls… Maybe that could work as a reference to be able to get us back? Nah, forget I said that, that’s crazy, right?

BONNIE: It is crazy, but what do we ever do that isn’t? I say we give it a shot, it’s not like we have a guidebook on how to time travel. This time, we’ll follow your very keen intuition and fly like normal people.

DAMON: Well, first-class, so maybe not so normal. Better yet, I’ll compel us a private jet!

BONNIE: Thank you…

DAMON: Always the best for my Bon-Bon!

BONNIE: No, not that. I mean, yes, thanks for that too. But, thank you for insisting you come with me. I’m glad I lost that game.

DAMON: I can’t do this anymore…

BONNIE: Do what?

DAMON: I cheated, okay! And Kai was in on it… So, technically, you didn’t lose…

BONNIE: (Smirks) I know, I just wanted you to admit it out loud. Monopoly is my thing; stick to Tetris next time. But, seriously, thank you…

DAMON: “We ride together, we die together.”

BONNIE: Bad homes for life… (kisses him).

DAMON: What do you say, if before we go, we have a night out on the town? Do some touring, have a nice dinner, find us a luxury hotel to spend the night. We’re already here, might as well make the best of it. We can fly to the States tomorrow… What do you think?

BONNIE: I think, I love the way you think…

Cut to – Present day, Munich University, the Faculty lab. After days of staying away, Veritas/Greyson finally goes to see Elena.

ELENA: (Looking tired, weak, and somewhat out of it. Veritas’s constant mind games seem to be taking a toll on her) Dad? Is that really you?

VERITAS/GREYSON: My baby girl, I’m so sorry about all of this. I’m going to get you out of here, I promise.

ELENA: Why are they doing this to me?

VERITAS/GREYSON: I know it seems harsh, but it’s for your own good, trust me.

ELENA: They told me you weren’t authorized to visit. I asked them to call you, but they wouldn’t.

VERITAS/GREYSON: I have my connections. Had to pull some strings, but there was no way they were going to keep me away from you.

ELENA: They think I might be sick, but I’m fine! There’s no reason for them to keep me here!

VERITAS/GREYSON: It’s just protocol, nothing to be afraid of. They want to make sure you are safe; can’t take any risks. They promised me they would let you go after the isolation period, and if you continue to show no symptoms and your test results are fine. Hang in there, kiddo, won’t be much longer.

ELENA: I did it, dad…

VERITAS/GREYSON: You sure did, and I’m so proud of you.

ELENA: Why did it react like that, though?

VERITAS/GREYSON: Must’ve been something in your blood. Trial and error, kid, that’s what Science is all about.

ELENA: Do you know what they did to the formula?

VERITAS/GREYSON: They told me it was destroyed. It’s probably for the best.

ELENA: Probably… Dad…

VERITAS/GREYSON: Yes?

ELENA: I know you fought hard to get me into the program, and that you’re proud that I’m following in your footsteps, but I’m not sure this is really for me.

VERITAS/GREYSON: I understand…

ELENA: I wanted to honor your legacy, but I think I lost track of who I am along the way. I’m so sorry…

VERITAS/GREYSON: Don’t be. The most important thing is to be true to yourself; after that, you can figure out the rest.

ELENA: I know it may seem like a step backwards, but I want to go home. Take some time off, and figure out what I really want to do with my life.

VERITAS/GREYSON: Of course; and I’ll be proud of you, no matter what you decide. All I want, all I’ve ever wanted, is to see you happy.

ELENA: I really thought I was, but I’m not. I want to be close to my friends, to Jeremy… Maybe even try to win Damon back…

VERITAS/GREYSON: Damon?

ELENA: He was my boyfriend, and I loved him.

VERITAS/GREYSON: But, isn’t he with Bonnie now?

ELENA: (Laughs) What!? No! They hate each other! And even if by some miracle they ever managed to tolerate one another, Bonnie would never do that to me; she knows he’s the love of my life.

VERITAS/GREYSON: (Clearly realizing he has affected her mind more than he thought) What medications are they giving you?

ELENA: None, that I’m aware of. Unless they’re putting it in my food… Why?

VERITAS/GREYSON: I just want to make sure they aren’t giving you anything weird… Listen, kiddo, I have to go, before they come and drag me out by force.

ELENA: Will you come see me tomorrow?

VERITAS/GREYSON: If they let me, I’ll be here. Stay strong, kid. Like I promised, I will get you out of here soon, and once I do, I’ll make sure you get anything you want.

ELENA: I love you, dad.

VERITAS/GREYSON: I love you too.

Cut to - Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009. Grams’ house front yard. Damon and Bonnie are hiding behind a bush, figuring out their game plan.

DAMON: So, what’s the plan, Bon?

BONNIE: Kidnap the grimoire, go to the woods, do the spell, bring it back; and pray this works…

DAMON: You sure your Grams isn’t home?

BONNIE: Her car isn’t in the driveway, and she should still be at work. I’ll be in and out in no time.

DAMON: I’ll stay here and keep an eye.

BONNIE: (Kisses him) Wish me luck… (she goes inside the house and makes her way to the attic, where Grams keeps her grimoire. A few minutes later, a blue Toyota Prius pulls into the driveway).

DAMON: (To himself) Oh, shit… (head messages Bonnie) Mayday, Mayday! Someone just pulled into the driveway!

BONNIE: Is it Grams?

DAMON: Not sure, give me a sec to see who gets out… (a 17 year old Bonnie gets out of the car). Holy shit!

BONNIE: What’s going on?! Is it her?

DAMON: No…

BONNIE: Then, who??

DAMON: It’s… you!

BONNIE: What!!!! What the hell am I doing here!! I’m supposed to be at school!! Quick, you need to stall me!

DAMON: Don’t you think your 17 year-old self will freak out if a random stranger walks up to her?

BONNIE: Pretend you’re a Jehovah’s witness.

DAMON: Bon, have you seen me?

BONNIE: Yeah, forget that, go with salesman.

DAMON: What am I selling?

BONNIE: I don’t know, just wing it.

DAMON: Okay, wish me luck… (he approaches Bonnie) Hey there…

BONNIE: (Cautious) Can I help you?

DAMON: Yes, I’m…I’m… (completely taken with the encounter, he gazes at her in amazement) Wow… (pauses for a moment) You… You… You are so beautiful… How did I not fall in love with you sooner?

BONNIE: (Slowly reaches into her handbag and swiftly takes out a can of pepper spray) Perv!!!!! (Sprays his eyes, runs back to her car and drives away).

DAMON: (Rubbing his eyes in pain) Ahhhh!! This stings worse than vervain!!

BONNIE: (Head messages him) What’s going on?! I heard you scream.

DAMON: Your past-self just pepper sprayed me, Bon-Bon!!

BONNIE: Well, you probably did something to deserve it, perv…

DAMON: All I did was call you beautiful!

BONNIE: A complete stranger approaches a 17 year old girl and tells her she’s beautiful. How you think I was gonna react?! You should’ve stuck to the sales pitch…

DAMON: You caught me off guard, wasn’t expecting to react like that. Plus, you were wearing your cheerleading uniform, can’t blame me.

BONNIE: (Smirks) ‘Kay, coming down the stairs now, be with you in a sec.

DAMON: (Keeps rubbing his eyes; talking to himself) I just gave her a compliment, no need to get violent! (Bonnie comes out, joins him).

BONNIE: (Laughs) Ooh, I got you good! I knew there was a reason for carrying that around.

DAMON: Ha-ha, Bon-Bon. Those things should require a license!

BONNIE: Oh, come on. It can’t be that bad… (keeps laughing).

DAMON: It is! I think I might go blind…

BONNIE: You’re such a drama-queen, it’s just a little pepper. You should be fine in no time.

DAMON: Why were you so mean!

BONNIE: A girl should know how to defend herself. But it’s sweet that you got all nervous (kisses him).

Okay, let’s move; we want to be back in time before Grams comes home.

DAMON: Definitely don’t want to run into her!

Cut to – Present day, the Salvatore mansion cottage. Edward, Matt, and Kai are talking.

KAI: I knew there was something off about that night; can’t believe that prick Houdinied us!

EDWARD: That’s his thing, but I have him under control; for now. I know you don’t remember the work you did with them, but I have some files I want you to see, maybe that can help refresh your memory? Or at least help us figure out exactly how these things work, and how they can be stopped.

KAI: Sure, I’ll take a look, but I insist, my future-self is right. The best way to get rid of them for good, is to destroy their energy source.

MATT: We’ve been through this; we’re not doing that.

KAI: You only voted against it because of Halo. You know, those things can be addictive.

MATT: (Mocking) Apparently, so can plaid shirts.

KAI: You’re one to talk; have you seen the way you dress?

EDWARD: Gentleman, can we focus here, please.

KAI: (Logs into his computer) Okay, what am I looking for? (Edward gives him a paper with a link and an access code. He gets into the files). This is some Frankenstein shit…

MATT: What is it?

KAI: Let me put it this way; imagine Ultron, Wolverine, and Magneto mixed in one.

MATT: What the hell are you talking about?

KAI: Seriously? You don’t get the reference? Huh, always figured you for a comic geek. Anyway, think Robocop, Rambo, and Terminator.

MATT: That’s far worse than Unit 1…

EDWARD: Much worse. What you saw was nothing compared to what they have now.

MATT: No thanks to Kai!

KAI: Hey! The mind-freak made me do that, don’t blame shame! (Looking at one of the files, perturbed) This is disturbing…

EDWARD: What did you find?

KAI: This file was hidden from the server… It’s CCTV footage from some kind of bunker… (Edward and Matt take a look).

MATT: (Disgusted) What the hell…

EDWARD: I think it’s best you turn it off. Judging from what Darius told me, we really don’t want to see that.

KAI: What is this?

EDWARD: One of Darius’s experiments. He altered a formula Dr. Gilbert had created for the Munich Project some years back; in hopes of making an ultimate weapon.

KAI: Against vampires?

EDWARD: Not sure against what, to be honest. I don’t even think he knows himself. He tested it on vampires, humans, witches, werewolves…

KAI: Sick bastard.

MATT: Wait; did you say Munich Project? As in Munich University?

EDWARD: Yes.

KAI: Isn’t that the school Elena goes to?

MATT: It is…

EDWARD: Then I suggest you tell her to get out as soon as possible.

MATT: It’s a university program, from a prestigious university; I doubt something like that would be going on.

EDWARD: That place is anything but a university. You need to warn your friend.

Cut to – Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009, somewhere in the middle of the woods. Bonnie has set everything up for the spell. She places herself at the center of an all-seeing eye symbol she has carved on the dirt. She begins to chant.

CHANT:

Ignem accende, lumen accende, Visio pura veniat ad me.

Aquam tam lucidam videat mens mea.

Terra tam firma mihi dona tuam praesentiam.

Spiro in aere da mihi essentiam tuam

Medium mico et medium musca

Pervenio ad te, oculus meus interior

Ostende quid nunc cupio,

Per lodiculam vel picem vel ignem.

Her eyes turn completely white, and she goes into some sort of trance.

After a moment, she falls on her back, and lies motionless for a couple of seconds. Then, she abruptly breathes-in heavily, and opens her eyes.

DAMON: (Vamps to her) Bon? You okay?

BONNIE: I’m fine…

DAMON: Are you sure? Freaked me out for a moment there.

BONNIE: That was intense…

DAMON: What did you see?

BONNIE: At first it was random flashes, with no real sequence or coherence. Then, one really strange vision, in slow motion, which also didn’t make much sense. The only thing I was certain about, is that it was when we were in the prison world, ‘cause I know for a fact it was 1994. Then, extremely fast flashes, which I couldn’t even interpret, then suddenly it felt as if time had stopped. I saw our home…and in a blink of an eye I saw us in the tub. At one moment, I glimpsed at the clock… Now we have an exact date, time, and location coordinates; I think we can pull this off… Granted we’ll be going back to a few hours before we actually did the jump, but that’s good enough. As long as we do the exact thing we did, right up until the moment of the jump, it should be as if nothing ever happened… Or I hope.

DAMON: You are amazing… (kisses her. Things start to heat up).

BONNIE: We still have a couple of hours before Grams gets back from work. Ever done it in the middle of the woods after a divination spell?

DAMON: Have to say, that’s a no for me… Hey! Have you?

BONNIE: (Teasing) I don’t kiss and tell (winks. They make love).

Cut to – Present day, Enzo’s cabin. Enzo is on his couch playing his guitar. Soon after, Silas walks in.

ENZO: So… Did you do it?

SILAS: When the clock strikes midnight, we’ll find out.

ENZO: On other matters, I thought you said you would be getting your own place.

SILAS: I am, be patient. In the meantime, want some bourbon, roomie?

ENZO: (Puts up a glass of bourbon) One step ahead of you.

SILAS: (As he serves himself a bourbon) You know, I have to say, Enzo, I admire your resilience.

ENZO: Is that so?

SILAS: After all the torture and suffering you have endured throughout your existence, you continue to hang on, in hopes that one day you will finally find love. Don’t get me wrong, I know you and Bonnie loved each other very much; but somehow, tragedy always seems to follow you.

ENZO: And you had to bring me back to remind me of the fact…

SILAS: I did, at first. But I must admit, you’ve grown on me. Maybe this is your chance to finally find what you’re looking for.

ENZO: I did find it, and I lost it.

SILAS: You know what they say; when you love something, let it FLY. If it’s yours, it will fly back, if it doesn’t, it wasn’t yours to begin with.

ENZO: You completely massacred that quote, but, I get your point. And, for the record, I’ve been finding you a little more tolerable as the days pass.

SILAS: Told you, it was just a matter of time! (Someone knocks) Will you look at that, right on time… Looks like I still got it; might be a good idea to start charging for my services. (Walks to the door and opens it) Qetsiyah, as I live and breathe. Well, look at you! You haven’t aged a day!

QETSIYAH: What am I doing here, Silas.

SILAS: (Sarcastic) Would you believe me if I told you I wanted a second chance?

QETSIYAH: You are supposed to be dead…

SILAS: So are you, love; but you know how these things work.

QETSIYAH: I’m only going to ask you one last time, what the hell is going on?

SILAS: Well, technically, that wasn’t your initial question, so I get a freebie. (Qetsiyah tries to use her powers against him) Oh, yeah, minor detail. I put those on a time-out for a while. Give you some time to assimilate, settle in, and relax.

QETSIYAH: Silas! I swear I will send you back to wherever it is you came back from, and put you down for good this time!

SILAS: Oh, come on, love. How long are we going to do this? You really need to let it go. Holding on to so much hate is not good for the soul. Now, why don’t you come in, have a bourbon with us, and I promise I will answer all of your questions.

QETSIYAH: Who is us?

SILAS: It’s not Amara, pinky swear (leads her inside). I’m not sure if you two ever met, but just in case. Qetsiyah, meet Enzo St. John, your former something in-law…

QETSIYAH: I know who he is, and the question as to why he is here is not in my priorities. So, serve me a bourbon, and start answering what I ask you.

SILAS: Feisty! Some things never change…

Cut to – The Mikaelson mansion. After compelling Pietro, they are still trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

KLAUS: We may have more information about our origin, but I still can’t sleep at night. We need to hear it from the source. I say we go pay Veritas a visit.

ABBY: Klaus, you promised you would let it go.

KLAUS: I’m sorry, love; but you should know by now; I make a lot of promises I don’t keep.

ABBY: (Clearly upset) Klaus…

REBEKAH: I have to agree with her, Nik. Enough is enough. We found out what we could, it’s time to move on.

ELIJAH: Some things are better left unknown, brother.

KOL: And you found out what you really wanted to know. Can’t kill him unless you want to kill us all.

KLAUS: What is wrong with all of you?! This is not the Mikaelson family I know! Surrendering, not putting up a fight?! What has become of you?

FREYA: One thing is for sure; we’re done with your need for control.

KLAUS: How is wanting to know the truth need for control?!

ELIJAH: Because, when it comes to you, brother, it’s never enough…

MARCEL: And that’s what makes it dangerous.

KLAUS: (Laughs in disbelief) Are you hearing yourselves?! This is absurd!!

DANAE: Dear, you know I love you; we all do. But you also know we are right…

KLAUS: Wow… Maybe I should have expected that reaction from them; but from you? Consider me staggered.

ELIJAH: Niklaus, you really need to let this go. We had a deal; we did what we could. Now it’s time to go back and focus on what’s to come.

KLAUS: The once great Elijah Mikaelson, succumbing to conformity. I’d never thought I’d see the day.

KOL: Oh, don’t be so dramatic, Nik. Seriously, you should have considered being a soap opera actor, you would’ve been one of the greats, no doubt.

KLAUS: (Lashes-out and holds him by the neck) Listen to me, you little…

ABBY: Klaus!! Stop it!! Pull yourself together! What the hell is wrong with you!

KLAUS: (Lets go of Kol) Well, love… It appears that I’ve missed judged… Now, if you all excuse me, I’m going for a walk.

KOL: (Mocking) Try to wag your tail while you’re at it!

Cut to - Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009. Grams’ house. Bonnie is in the attic putting the grimoire back. Damon is hiding in the bushes keeping an eye.

BONNIE: (Head messaging Damon) You’re not going to believe what I found hidden up here!

DAMON: (Teasing) A chest full of Grams’ sex toys?

BONNIE: (Laughs) You really have a problem, you know that, right?

DAMON: One’s problem is another’s solution, Bon.

BONNIE: True… Anyway, it’s not that, but, maybe close? She has a shoe box filled with memorabilia from her and la Bruja… And some are definitely within the triple X category.

DAMON: I knew Grams had her kink! Hold on to some of those, we can use them as leverage whenever she comes back to haunt us.

BONNIE: Already have the worst tucked away safely in my pocket. Is the coast clear to make my exit?

DAMON: As clear as the winter skies, Bon-Bon (Bonnie makes her way downstairs. As she’s about to open the front door, she hears a familiar voice…)

SHEILA: Bonnie Sheila Bennett, you are in a world of trouble, young lady!

BONNIE: (Turns around, bordering on a full-blown nervous attack. If anyone can figure out what’s really going on, it’s her) Grams??!!! What are you doing here??!!

SHEILA: I should be the one asking you that.

BONNIE: (Winging it) What do you mean? I live here now, why wouldn’t I be here?

SHEILA: No, you don’t. And you know perfectly well what I’m talking about. You’re playing with fire, Bonnie.

BONNIE: (Thinking she has been figured out) You know…

SHEILA: Of course I know! I always know!

BONNIE: I was just trying to get to Germany without being tracked, make sure Elena was alright. Never thought that trying to jump there would lead to time travelling…

SHEILA: Just as I suspected…

BONNIE: Right?! I mean, teleportation is one thing, but time travelling?! Honestly, Grams, I’m mind-blown!

SHEILA: How long?

BONNIE: It’s the first time, I swear. It was so unexpected.

SHEILA: Where did you get it from?

BONNIE: No idea. I figure it has something to do with the source.

SHEILA: This is much worse than I thought…

BONNIE: It’s not that bad, Grams. I think I’m figuring it out. Could be really cool once I learn how to control it.

SHEILA: Come, sit with me… (she leads her into the living room, they sit down on the couch). Listen, Bonnie, when your mother was about your age, she went through the same thing. Sometimes, those types of things can be hereditary. Although I can assure you, she did not get that from me.

BONNIE: Grams, I know we Bennett witches are strong, but I really don’t think time travelling is in our power stats… Pretty sure that came when I merged with the source.

SHEILA: Okay, I’m only going to say this once, kid. You know I’ll do anything for you, but I don’t do jail.

BONNIE: (Teasing) I can always use a good-old cloaking trick for a prison break, Grams. Nothing to worry about.

SHEILA: (Now very upset) Enough! I’m calling your father. And trust me, I’ll find your mother and get her butt back here too. I’m taking you to rehab whether you like it or not.

BONNIE: Rehab?! Grams, what are you talking about? I thought you…

SHEILA: Well, you thought wrong! I’ll never be one of those “cool” grandma besties. My job is not to be your friend, my job is to guide, love, and care for you. So don’t come to me with this progressive bullshit.

BONNIE: (Laughs) Oh, my god, you think I’m on drugs??!!!!! Grams, you got this all wrong!!

SHEILA: Yeah, that’s the same thing your mother told me. Ain’t buying that again! So you’ll do as I say. Go to your room, no cellphone, internet, or anything, and wait there till I come get you. Understood?

BONNIE: I’m not on drugs, Grams! I time travelled from 2021, came here to find a way to get back.

SHEILA: Ain’t got a clue what you’re on, but they didn’t make drugs like that back in my day. Oh, and the neighbor told me about your visit earlier, and how you attacked a salesman. Cutting school, attacking people; you better get your act together, young lady, or I’ll take you to a place much worse than jail. Now, go to your room!

BONNIE: (Walks upstairs, head messages Damon) Thought you said the coast was clear!

DAMON: It is. No car in the driveway, no one has walked to the door.

BONNIE: She probably came in through the back door…

DAMON: Wait, you saw Grams?!

BONNIE: Yep, and apparently I’m grounded for doing drugs.

DAMON: What?!

BONNIE: Hilarious story, I’ll tell you once we’re in the clear.

DAMON: So, what now?

BONNIE: I’ll cloak myself out when she’s distracted. Oops, feel so bad for my past-self, she’s ‘bout to star in a very bad episode of “Euphoria.” Just wait till Grams tells my dad about this…

Cut to – Present day, Akumal, Mexico. La Bruja comes out of a Temazcal hut, followed by a Shaman; both looking exhausted.

LA BRUJITA: ¿Qué paso? ¿La pudo encontrar?

LA BRUJA: Sí…

LA BRUJITA: ¿Y?

LA BRUJA: Ya no hay marcha atrás...

LA BRUJITA: ¿Le vas a decir a Sheila?

LA BRUJA: Ella ya lo sabe.

LA BRUJITA: ¿Y Darius? Sigue insistiendo…

LA BRUJA: No te preocupes, hija. Pronto, también la encontrará…

Cut to - Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009. Somewhere in the middle of the woods.

DAMON: Well, it’s been a hell of a ride, Bon-Bon. Might’ve freaked out there for a moment or two, but I think we had a blast.

BONNIE: We sure did… (reaches her hand out) Ready to go home?

DAMON: (Takes her hand) I am home…

BONNIE: Wait… (Hands him a Dramamine tablet) Just in case… (she opens a portal, and off they go again).

Cut to - Gram’s house, later that evening. A 17-year old Bonnie walks in, not expecting to find her Grams and her father waiting for her in the living room; and visibly very upset.

BONNIE: (Confused about the scenario, especially with her father being there) Grams? Dad? What’s going on? Did something happen?

GRAMS: You know very well what happened, drop the act.

BONNIE: Is this about the perv I attacked earlier? I took care of it, but the Police really need to do a better job patrolling. Thank god I had that pepper spray you gave me, Grams!

MR. BENNETT: Bonnie, this stops now. We’re taking you to rehab whether you want to or not.

BONNIE: Rehab!!??? What??!! I’m not on drugs!

MR. BENNETT: We’ll let the experts decide that. (Throws her a bag) We already packed for you. I don’t want to hear another word come out of your mouth.

BONNIE: But this is ridiculous! I’m not doing drugs!

MR. BENNETT: I said not a word! One more peep out’ a you and your Grandmother will lock you up in a real prison! Now, move!

Cut to – May 10th, 1994. Damon and Bonnie are still holding hands, with their eyes shut. After a few seconds, they open them, and find themselves standing in the middle of the woods. They know for a fact they’re not still in 2009, all the spell artifacts are gone.

DAMON: Uhm, Bon… I thought you said we would be going back to our bath time?

BONNIE: Yeah, this is weird… Maybe we missed it by a second or two? Should be fine, though. We don’t have our cellphones, so they can’t track us. We can just walk home; it’s not far from here…

TVD 10x07 - May 10th, 1994. Coming up next!

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Stonehenge, England. Sometime around the first century; an ancient Druid ceremony. A triad of the most powerful witches at the time are standing outside the structure, forming a perfect triangle. In the middle, stands Veritas Dracul. As the blood moon rises to a full splendor, the witches begin to chant.

WITCHES CHANT:

O dea tenebris

mater immortalibus

puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur

mea lux vestra absorbere

Liceat mihi locus ad tenebras

sicut ex utero immortales

filios tuos in ulnis

quibus invocaverit te frater

O lunae lumen

puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur

me duce tenebris sunt

i ita erit renatu

Veritas takes a chalice filled with the witches’ blood, raises it in offering and drinks from it. His eyes turn completely black, blood tears dripping from his cheeks. The witches chant louder and louder. At the most cathartic moment of the ceremony, he takes a dagger and stabs himself in the heart, instantly falling to the ground. He lies there, lifeless, covered in blood. A herd of crows begin to circle his body, the numbers increasing by the second, until his body is completely hidden with their presence. The witches, now levitating, are in a trance-like state, chanting franticly as the crows cawing overshadows their incantation. A dense fog covers the creatures, as if protecting them from any disturbance. Suddenly, absolute silence. The fog slowly dissipates, revealing the presence of a breathtaking woman wearing a crown with a crescent moon.

The witches, still levitating, seem to be in deep sleep; the crows now standing peacefully on the stone structures. The woman approaches the lifeless body and gently takes it in her arms. She begins to hum, emitting a hypnotic sound, like a siren call. Soon after, another woman appears and walks towards them, spellbound. The woman kisses Veritas’s lips; moments later, he abruptly opens his eyes, his veins irradiating from the blood flow.

He’s agitated and scared, she caresses his cheek to sooth him into the transition. She then withdraws, and offers the dazed woman’s neck for his taking. The blood pumping from her jugular is an irresistible sight to him. He hasn’t even touched her, and he can already savor her blood. He moistens his lips with his tongue, and without further hesitation, sinks his fangs into her neck, draining every drop of blood within seconds. His transition, now complete.

The woman smiles, kisses his forehead, and with a second breeze of heavy fog, disappears along with the crows.

The witches wake, and slowly descend to their original position. Veritas bows and kneels upon them, in utter respect and gratitude for the gift they have granted him.

Whether a blessing or a curse, it had been done. A new supernatural species had been created, and a new unnatural species of its own, vampirism. Veritas Dracul, once one of the most powerful psychics in the world, was now the first psychic vampire in existence.

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Cut to – Present day, the Bamon home master bathroom. Damon and Bonnie are taking a bath.

DAMON: I have to admit, I thought our little rendezvous would inevitably end up in a blood bath, or at least with some casualties. We did good!

BONNIE: Guess a common purpose helps keep the ego in place. I’m worried though…

DAMON: I know many of them are not the most trustworthy, but I really think we’re all on the same page.

BONNIE: It’s not that, it’s Elena. Care and I have been trying to reach her for a while now, and nothing. It’s not like her to keep out of contact for so long.

DAMON: She’s probably busy with school.

BONNIE: Still, something doesn’t feel right, and knowing where this is heading, I don’t think it’s a good sign. Maybe we should go check on her…

DAMON: It’s not like she’s a drive away, and we have our hands full here. Are you sure?

BONNIE: I could try to teleport. Test how far I can take this power.

DAMON: That could be dangerous, Bon. You don’t know how it works yet. I think it’s best to take it one jump at a time, and this is a big one.

BONNIE: I’ll never know if I don’t try it. I mean, I did it in Vegas.

DAMON: You were plastered and incredibly lucky that nothing happened. With everything that’s going on, it might not be a good time to experiment. If we’re gonna do this, let’s do it the old fashion way.

BONNIE: They’ll track us for sure if we do. I don’t think there’s another option.

DAMON: In that case, I’m coming with you.

BONNIE: You said it yourself, I still don’t know how this works for long distances. I don’t think taking anyone along with me is a good idea.

DAMON: If anything goes wrong I rather we’re together, than risk you being stuck somewhere alone.

BONNIE: And I rather not be responsible for something happening to you, if it does go wrong.

DAMON: I’ll take the risk. Sorry, Bon, but I’m not backing down on this.

BONNIE: Neither am I…

DAMON: Are we having our first lover’s quarrel?

BONNIE: Seems like it.

DAMON: We’re both very hard-headed; we’ll see who gets their way.

BONNIE: Want to put some money on that?

DAMON: Bon, come on. Let’s not do this. Ride or die, remember? You jump, I jump.

BONNIE: Okay; let’s conciliate. We’ll leave it up to chance. One game of Monopoly, whoever wins decides.

DAMON: You got yourself a deal (they shake hands).

BONNIE: Huh, not bad for a first fight.

DAMON: (Proud) Not bad at all.

BONNIE: Make up sex?

DAMON: (Mischievous smirk) I love the way you think… (they kiss, and you know… 😉)

Cut to – The Powell mansion. Edward and Tamara are in the study.

TAMARA: I think it’s best you don’t return. Augustus said something could go wrong if you two were in the same place.

EDWARD: It was so uncanny…

TAMARA: I can only imagine. Seeing your child-self, and knowing it’s not really you, must be rather confusing.

EDWARD: More like disturbing. But not going back is not an option. It’s much worse than I thought. They need to be shut down, and those things destroyed.

TAMARA: “Those things”? You speak of them as if they had no thoughts or feelings of their own. If they are anything like me, I can assure you, they do.

EDWARD: They are nothing like you, trust me.

TAMARA: Would you destroy me?

EDWARD: If you had asked me that a few months ago, my answer would’ve been yes. But now, after everything we’ve been through, I couldn’t hurt you.

TAMARA: Do you really mean that? You know I come with a lie detector.

EDWARD: Then you should know I mean it. But I can’t say the same thing for mini-me.

TAMARA: (Smiles) I never really liked him. Augustus might have thought he did an impeccable job programming him, but I always knew he was not you.

EDWARD: He could have fooled me for a second there. The way he looked at me… as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.

TAMARA: We might be able to process information at incredible speeds, but we can’t read minds.

EDWARD: Wouldn’t be surprised if those things can.

TAMARA: I insist, it’s not safe for you to go back. We need a change of plan. Release Darius, have him do the dirty work for us.

EDWARD: I would need to have something on him to make sure he does exactly what I tell him.

TAMARA: You’re the only one that can kill him for good; that should be enough to ensure he does.

EDWARD: It’s not that simple. I can’t always control my thoughts when I get like that. I didn’t even know I could do that until The Madame broke the block and I started remembering.

TAMARA: You are stronger than you give yourself credit for. The more I get to know you, the more I’m convinced you are your own worst enemy.

EDWARD: I suppose that’s what makes me human.

TAMARA: I suppose it is…

EDWARD: Maybe it’s time I came out of my cave. We could use Mayor Donovan’s help on this.

TAMARA: How can he help?

EDWARD: The prosthetic eye my father implanted in him. I am not sure what it can do, but you can figure it out.

TAMARA: Even if I can, how would that serve our purpose?

EDWARD: I have a feeling my father was testing something when he did that. What if he encrypted information in the prothesis code?

TAMARA: It’s unlikely. Knowing your father, he would never intentionally program a loophole into something he could not control.

EDWARD: You are evidence that he would.

TAMARA: I outsmarted him, which was an obvious outcome, but Matthew Donovan is a human. The probabilities of your father encoding valuable information into an unsecure source are 0.009%.

EDWARD: And it’s because of that that it’s genius. Think about it, it would be the perfect place to hide information.

TAMARA: Your assumption may be assertive. However, I don’t trust anyone besides you to execute the plan accordingly.

EDWARD: You are willing to trust Darius.

TAMARA: No; I’m willing for him to take the fall, should anything go wrong.

Cut to – Munich, Germany. Veritas’s mansion underground vault. He’s holding a black box, very similar to the one Elena found with the original serum. He places it in a safe which is equipped with a freezer system. Soon after, Lucinda walks in, holding a glass of wine.

VERITAS: Love, how many times have I told you not to come in here, unless I invite you to.

LUCINDA: Forgive me, my dear. I was feeling rather lonely. It won’t happen again.

VERITAS: Well, now that you are here, I’d like to show you something. Come with me… (he leads her into a room filled with ancient artifacts).

LUCINDA: (Amazed with the grandiosity of the place) Darling, this is breathtaking! She approaches one of the showcases, which holds a very ancient chalice). My god… is this it?

VERITAS: It is. I like to come here from time to time and admire it. Be reminded of the gift I was granted, and worship the kind souls that thought me worthy of such.

LUCINDA: As I worship you for sharing it with me.

VERITAS: Your loyalty deserved rewarding.

LUCINDA: And you, a devoted life companion.

VERITAS: That will no longer suffice.

LUCINDA: What do you mean, love?

VERITAS: However strong, we are not unassailable.

LUCINDA: We are immortal, of course we are.

VERITAS: How many vampires have we killed? We may be less vulnerable to death, but we are by no means immortals.

LUCINDA: Still, we are Gods among men. Perhaps having a way out of this world is not such a bad thing. Who knows, one day we may grow tired, or feel utterly alone…

VERITAS: You speak nonsense. True power only comes with immortality. That is what makes a God.

LUCINDA: We can only be grateful for what we have, and resign to the desire of what we don’t.

VERITAS: The woman I fell in love with used to be much more ambitious than that. The worst sign of weakness is resignation.

LUCINDA: Or the best sign of wisdom.

VERITAS: (Laughs) I think that wine has gotten to your head, love. Maybe you should take to rest. I have some matters to attend to. I need my privacy.

LUCINDA: You promised me we would make love tonight. You haven’t touched me in days.

VERITAS: Desire is not a thing to be forced. If you grow impatient, satisfy yourself, my dear. Have a good night (kisses her, she walks away).

Cut to – Munich, Germany; the Faculty lab. Elena has been locked down for days now. The military medical staff have her under close observation.

MILITARY DOCTOR: (Through an intercom) Miss. Gilbert, are you presenting any symptoms today?

ELENA: Same as the days before, nothing! I’m telling you, I’m fine! Can you please get my father here?

MILITARY DOCTOR: As we have told you before, that is not possible. Only authorized personnel is allowed.

ELENA: Can you at least contact him, let him know what’s happening!?

MILITARY DOCTOR: We’re not authorized to do that.

ELENA: This has to be illegal! What the hell is wrong with you people! You can’t keep me locked up in here like some lab rat!

MILITARY DOCTOR: I assure you, we can (slides a tray of food and water through a door hatch). Push the panic button if you present any type of symptoms, or feel strange (he leaves).

ELENA: (Banging on the glass door) Let me out of here! Let me out of here! I swear I’ll sue the shit out of this school, this lab; the whole country if I have to!

Cut to – One of the operating theatres in the school. Sam and Alex are performing a practice autopsy.

ALEX: Isn’t your sweetheart supposed to be in this class? Or did she completely change her schedule to avoid us.

SAM: I doubt it; she loves this class. She wasn’t in Biotech either. Something feels off. All these strange things that are happening can’t be a coincidence, right?

ALEX: Who knows, but that thing with the search results sure was suspicious as fuck.

SAM: You’re the conspiracy theorist, any theories?

ALEX: (Teasing) Well, I’m not saying it’s aliens… but it’s aliens.

SAM: Come on, man, I’m serious! This shit is not normal. Also, I’ve been having some brain fog, struggling to remember simple things. I feel like everything before New Year’s is somewhat of a blur...

ALEX: You too, huh?

SAM: And I’ve been having these weird dreams about being with Elena, before I even met her. It’s messed up…

ALEX: (Teasing again) Maybe you two met in another life.

SAM: Can you drop the bullshit for once?

ALEX: Sorry, just playin’ around. But listen, if there is something going on, this is definitely not the place to talk about it. Let’s get some drinks tonight, outside campus, we’ll brainstorm.

Cut to – The Salvatore School, Alaric’s office. Radka, Ric, Iker, and Katherine are talking.

RIC: I don’t know about you guys, but between the school and our “team-up” the other night; I’m a bit overwhelmed. That had to be the most bizarre meeting, ever.

KATHERINE: I for one, was more than entertained knowing that the so called “Originals” story, was a load of crap. Watching their ego shatter into pieces made it all worth it. Talk about karma!

IKER: Yeah, that was insane. All this time I’ve been freakin’ out about my sireline. For all I know, it’s none of them.

KATHERINE: Unfortunately for me, I’m stuck with Klaus.

RIC: If you think about it, it does make sense that the story was bullshit. Just one spell, from one witch, to create a whole new species? Pisses me off I didn’t even question it, or dug deeper.

RADKA: Didn’t the mother make you like some super original vampire? I’m so confused!

RIC: One of her ancestors was involved in the original spell, that’s probably why she could.

KATHERINE: Who cares! The point is that the Mikaelson’s were not the first ones. Ha-ha, bitches!

RADKA: Judging from this Veritas guy; it might have been better if they were.

KATHERINE: Not likely.

IKER: The thing that still ain’t very clear to me, is how we’re supposed to stop what Bonnie saw. Too many ideas were thrown around all over the place.

RIC: I’m not quite sure either. The only thing I know is that I agree with my future-self. Kai’s plan to shut it all off and practically go back to the stone age, is absolutely insane.

RADKA: Would it really be that bad? We are overly dependent on technology, might do us some good.

IKER: Hell no! I love me my Fortnite!

KATHERINE: I had a perfectly good life before it, so all the same to me. But I’ll do anything to avoid being stuck in some bizarre 20’s memory with my archenemies. (Margo walks in, visibly upset).

MARGO: I’m glad you are enjoying a time out, but we have a problem.

RIC: What’s going on?

MARGO: My Magic-101 students are dead.

RIC: What?!!

MARGO: The classroom is a slotter house. Wonder who could be responsible for that?

RIC: Margo, don’t jump to conclusions. It could’ve been a vampire student that lost control.

MARGO: And that’s comforting to you? Twelve students are dead!

RIC: I’m only asking that we don’t make assumptions until we know what happened.

MARGO: The blood bags, the dead rabbits, the “accident”… How long are your girls and Hope going to cover for him? Either he goes, or Sergei and I go. We tried, he’s a lost cause.

RADKA: He’s a three year old child, how can you say that?!

MARGO: He’s no child. Who knows how long he’s been around. He’s killed more than twelve people, that we know of. How can you be fine with that!?

RADKA: I’m not; but if it was him; what he needs is help, not condemnation.

KATHERINE: (To Margo) I can understand you being clueless as to how vampirism works, but Sergei? Shame on him. All that kid needs is guidance, and with people like you around, clearly some survival skills.

MARGO: Don’t you dare talk to me about shame. You are the worst of them all.

KATHERINE: Them, honestly? With your age and experience, it blows my mind that someone whose ancestors were burned at the stake would think like that. Let alone someone who is supposedly in love with one of us. I truly am intrigued as to what Sergei sees in you.

RIC: Guys, please, let’s calm down and figure this out. We’ve dealt with much worse. The whole purpose of this school lies on the hope that we can find a way for all of us to coexist as peacefully as possible.

MARGO: Well, it clearly failed. Sergei and I will be gone by the end of the day.

Cut to – The Mikaelson’s mansion living room.

REBEKAH: Everything we believed to be real, turned out to be one of mother’s lies. I feel like such a fool.

KLAUS: Such a pity she is dead; I would have loved the pleasure of killing her all over again.

ELIJAH: Why deceive us? To what purpose?

KOL: You know mother, always had a direful sense of humor.

ABBY: Maybe she didn’t want you to know you came from such evil, and that’s why she rooted your story on her love for you. A mother can do just about anything to protect her children.

REBEKAH: That’s ironic, coming from you. Also, ridiculous.

FREYA: I’m actually not bothered by her lying. I’m more intrigued as to how our ancestors did it.

DANAE: Knowing the Bannion’s, we can be sure dark magic was involved.

KOL: It’s a Mikaelson witch signature mark as well, so I’m certain.

ABBY: Bennett witches are known for earth magic; I’m genuinely surprised they would’ve been involved in something like this.

KLAUS: They have been tempted before, love.

MARCEL: Why do it, though? And why him?

ELIJAH: You of all people should know just how far the thirst of power can take us. It is in our nature to test the limits of what we can do.

FREYA: I wonder which spell they used, and if there were more witches involved.

KOL: A triad of the right witches is more powerful than a hundred. I wouldn’t be surprised if they did it on their own.

MARCEL: And isn’t Veritas one of the most powerful psychics? I’m sure that helped too.

DANAE: Undoubtedly. He was probably one of their energy sources. My guess is that they used a triquetra. In ancient Celtic traditions it was used during rituals to represent the three stages of being: life, death, and rebirth. An extremely powerful symbol.

FREYA: Wasn’t it also used to summon Brigid, the Goddess of Healers? They may have taken a different approach and used it to summoned Selene. After all, she is known as the mother of all vampires…

REBEKAH: Isn’t she the moon goddess?

KLAUS: She is, love. (Turns to Freya)Your imagination is as vivid as mother’s, sister. But it’s nice to know you know your mythology.

DANAE: Our kind was thought to be a myth; some still do to this day. It’s not outside the realms of possibility.

KOL: We can spend all night theorizing about it. Fact is, we’ll never know; unless he tells us himself.

ELIJAH: I doubt he ever would. But judging from Bonnie’s vision, we know someone that could be forced to tell us…

KLAUS: (Smirks) And that is why you are my favorite, brother.

REBEKAH: Emphasis on brother. Anyway, what makes you think Pietro knows what really happened? He could’ve made the whole thing up. Wouldn’t make a difference if we compelled it out of him.

KOL: He knows more than we do, that’s for sure. I say we give it a shot.

ABBY: I know this is important to you, but don’t you think we have other things to focus on right now? Like a pending apocalypse…

REBEKAH: Don’t be such a fatalist. You heard Bonnie, many of us survive.

ABBY: What she saw was only the beginning. Nobody knows who, or if, anyone makes it to the end.

REBEKAH: And if I don’t, I’d like to know exactly how we came to be, before it’s my time to go.

ABBY: All I’m saying is, let’s not lose our focus.

KLAUS: And we won’t, love. But we don’t have a defined plan yet. There is no harm in using this time for something of value. Doesn’t it bother you knowing that what you believed to be real was nothing but a farce?

ABBY: To be honest, no. But if it bothers you that much, and you think compelling Pietro to tell you what he knows will bring you closure, I’ll support you. Just as long as we stay on track.

KLAUS: We will. Who knows, maybe Pietro can give us more insight into Veritas, and his role in all of this.

ELIJAH: Looks like we have ourselves a lovely plan. May the truth set us free (holds up a glass of bourbon) Cheers.

Cut to – The Powell’s mansion dungeon.

DARIUS: I gave you everything you asked for; why am I still here?

EDWARD: There’s been a change of plans.

DARIUS: You gave me your word.

EDWARD: And I intend to keep it. But it’s going to take longer than I thought.

DARIUS: Time is not in our favor. This goes way beyond those prototypes.

EDWARD: Care to elaborate? You keep saying things without saying anything.

DARIUS: I’ve been having visions, and you are right about something. Matt Donovan is a key component, but you’ll need someone as tech savvy as your father to crack the code.

EDWARD: Do you know what it does?

DARIUS: From what I saw, your father encrypted the fountain code within the prosthesis.

EDWARD: What the hell is a fountain code?

DARIUS: Do I look like someone who would know? I’m just repeating what I saw. Whatever it is, it’s important. I’m sure Tamara knows, ask her.

EDWARD: As much as I trust her, she’s still one of them. If it’s something that can potentially imply a risk to her, she’ll make sure to destroy it.

DARIUS: Then I suggest you recruit Kai Parker. If anyone, he understands this tech, maybe even better than your father did. It was thanks to him that I was able to take the project to another level. Something I now deeply regret.

EDWARD: Anything else I should know about; from these visions of yours?

DARIUS: I made another terrible mistake.

EDWARD: Tell me something I don’t know.

DARIUS: Dr. Greyson’s original formula, I modified it; more like enhanced it. And I ended up making something much worse…

EDWARD: How worse, exactly?

DARIUS: I still don’t know the full spectrum of the potential affections. From my preliminary tests, I can say that reactions vary according to the species.

EDWARD: Go on…

DARIUS: In humans, the test subjects presented a severe autoimmune reaction, leading to antibody suppression, making them contract disease very easily, resulting in their death. On witches, it seemed to have affected their psyche. Some went insane, to a point of power overuse, also resulting in their death. Werewolves presented an inability to control their transformation, turned involuntary, regardless of the full moon. They had to be put down. As for vampires, it was not pretty. The serum put their immune system into overdrive, making them extremely bloodthirsty and violent. With higher doses, some went into such a frenzy that, in isolation, they ended up eating themselves.

EDWARD: Stop… This is heinous. Even for you. How could you?!

DARIUS: It wasn’t my intent for that to happen. I only wanted to make the formula stronger so we could have the ultimate weapon, should we ever need it one day.

EDWARD: I’ve heard that story before, it never ends well.

DARIUS: I know. That is why I will do anything in my power to revert what I have done.

EDWARD: There is no turning back from that.

DARIUS: There is. I know a way to fix everything.

EDWARD: And you think I would trust you after everything you’ve done?!

DARIUS: I’m not asking you to trust me; I’m asking you to trust Bonnie.

EDWARD: What does Bonnie have to do with this?

DARIUS: She’s the only one that can change what is to come, but she can’t do it alone.

EDWARD: You’ve done enough damage. Leave her out of this. Take responsibility for once, and find a way to fix this on your own.

DARIUS: Trust me, if I could, I would. But there is no other way.

EDWARD: We can destroy my father’s facility, the prototypes, your serum, everything. That would put a stop to this.

DARIUS: You are speaking as if you had never been part of the Liberatus. You know well that the order’s operations expand much further than that.

EDWARD: We’ll destroy them all.

DARIUS: (Laughs) You are being rather naive. I’m on the board, and not even I know how many there are. You used to be on the board as well, remember?

EDWARD: That’s a part of my life I wish to forget. Anyway, figure out a way to put an end to this; one that doesn’t involve Bonnie, and maybe I will trust you enough to help you. In the meantime, you are not going anywhere.

Cut to – Pietro’s mansion. He’s indulging in lust with some unknown woman. At the peak of the moment, the doorbell rings. At the insistence, he finally stops, clearly frustrated with the interruption.

WOMAN: Don’t you have people to attend to that? Let’s finish what we started…

PIETRO: It’s their day off, and it’s also very late. I don’t overwork my employees.

WOMAN: (Frustrated as well) Fine… go. I’ll wait, but I can’t promise I won’t finish on my own if you take too long.

PIETRO: (Smirks) Then I will be ready for a second round, and make you feel why I’m worth the wait.

(He puts on a robe, goes downstairs, and opens the door).

KLAUS: Hello, old friend…

PIETRO: Niklaus Mikaelson, as I live and breathe. This is an unexpected surprise. I’m sure you can understand why my landlord won’t be inviting you inside.

KLAUS: I think that’s what they call, déjà vu…

PIETRO: You might want to freshen up on your French.

KLAUS: Mon français est parfaitement bien.

PIETRO: Impeccable accent, I’m impressed. So, what brings you here? More importantly, how do you know who I am? You are not supposed to remember me…

KLAUS: Who could ever forget a Salvatore.

PIETRO: Consider me intrigued. What is it that you want?

KLAUS: I was asked to bring someone to you… (The Madame steps out of the shadows).

THE MADAME: Hello, love.

PIETRO: Aletheia, it has been a while. To what do I owe the pleasure?

THE MADAME: I’ve gotten myself into some trouble, and you are the only one that can help. Please, dear, I need you to come with me.

PIETRO: (Smirks) Aw, Aletheia. Your trickery might have worked on me some years ago, but I know better now than to trust you.

Have a lovely night (shuts the door, as soon as he turns around, he sees Freya).

FREYA: You should have trusted her, she’s much nicer than I am...

(she uses her power to weaken him, opens the door, and propels him out. Klaus then snaps his neck, he drops unconscious).

KLAUS: Too easy, every single time.

FREYA: Now what?

KLAUS: We take him for a lovely night in the woods; all gathered by the bonfire while he tells us his bedtime stories. (The woman, probably hearing some disturbance, comes running downstairs, catching them in the act).

WOMAN: (Freaking out) Oh, my god! We’re being kidnapped! Help! (As she tries to make a run for it, Klaus grabs her and compels her to forget. She calmly walks back inside and shuts the door).

KLAUS: (To The Madame) Thank you for your help.

THE MADAME: I always expect something in return, dear. (Flirtatious) When the time is right, you can buy me a drink.

KLAUS: (Staring at her in intrigue) I must insist, I feel like I know you from years ago… Certainly before we met.

THE MADAME: (Smirks) Maybe from another lifetime, dear.

Now, I suggest we get going before he wakes up. He can get rather violent. You can drop me off on the way to wherever it is you are going to.

Cut to – Augustus’s underground facility. Little Edward, who has been increasing his erratic behavior, is in the tech maintenance ward. SA Connelly and the tech team are running a system check to try and figure out what is happening to him.

TECH TEAM MEMBER: I’ve updated his system, ran all antivirus programs, he should be fine…

SA CONNELLY: He still thinks he saw Edward; clearly, he’s not.

TECH TEAM MEMBER: Software and hardware-wise, there are no issues. We’ve inspected it multiple times. Maybe we should ask Darius to run some Bio tests; that’s in his court.

SA CONNELLY: He’s not here right now, so keep trying.

TECH TEAM MEMBER: He’s been gone a lot lately. Does he have a girlfriend or something?

SA CONNELLY: That’s none of our business, but unless it’s Bonnie Bennett, I doubt it. That man is obsessed with her.

TECH TEAM MEMBER: Am I sensing some jealousy in that tone?

SA CONNELLY: That’s ridiculous. I couldn’t care less who he dates. Now, get back to work.

Cut to – The Lockwood mansion. Tyler and Matt are in the living room having a late-night snack and a couple of beers.

TYLER: This shit is insane, man. I feel like we’re in an action movie.

MATT: Tell me about it. Has Mad Max vibes written all over it.

TYLER: I know! Did K and Anthony make it to the cabin okay?

MATT: Yeah, she called me a couple of hours ago. They’re fine, her mother is with them too.

TYLER: Good, she’ll need that.

MATT: Did I make the wrong decision? Not going with them?

TYLER: I’ll be honest, it would’ve been the safest choice. But the Matt I know would never forgive himself for not fighting for what he believes in. Plus, you’re the Mayor now! This town needs you.

MATT: As long as we’re being honest, I’m not sure it’s for me. Too much political correctness and pretension. I like to keep things real, get my hands dirty.

TYLER: It figures; you’ve never been one to put up with bullshit.

MATT: I thought that with that kind of power I could actually make a difference, bring some actual change. But it’s all a chess game to them, no one is in it for the good of the people, they all have their own agendas.

TYLER: I know that world, all too well, bro. Trust me, it’s all a farce. Real change comes from the common man, not from the elite. They couldn’t give a shit about anyone but themselves.

MATT: Well, there’s always time to go back to basics.

TYLER: What about Sheriff Jackson?

MATT: She’s one of the best Sheriffs this town has ever had! I’m not talking about going back to that. What I’m saying is that, if we succeed at this, I’m moving back to Peru. The humanitarian work K and I did down there has been one of my life’s best accomplishments. It’s the happiest I’ve ever been.

TYLER: I’ll only allow it if you guarantee I have a room for myself when I go visit.

MATT: (Smiles) I’ll even decorate it myself!

TYLER: Please don’t! I’m already having nightmares about the puppy theme!

MATT: It’s crazy to think that not so long ago we were just a couple of dorks whose biggest problem was who would play center field. Look at us now…

TYLER: We sure have come a long way. For better or worse.

MATT: I’ve never been the religious type, but I have faith that whatever comes, it will lead to good things for all. Humans, witches, werewolves, vampires alike.

TYLER: Matt Donovan, embracing the supernatural… Now I’ve seen it all. I think I’m ‘bout to cry!

MATT: (Teasing) You’re a dick…

TYLER: Hey! You’re gonna be a father soon. Better watch your language!

MATT: I love you, man.

TYLER: I love you too. And whatever does happen, I’mma be with you till the end.

MATT: That makes two of us (they hug).

TYLER: (Looks at his watch) Shit! I’m running late.

MATT: It’s midnight, where are you going at this time?

TYLER: Okay, grandpa, if you must know, I’m going stargazing with my lady. Gonna give me a curfew too?

MATT: (Smirks) Fuck off.

TYLER: Yeah, that’s the plan, if I get lucky (winks).

MATT: I’m gonna forget I heard that. Have a good night, bro. I’ll see you in the morning (as he is walking upstairs, his cellphone rings. Much to his surprise, it’s Edward).

Cut to – The Bamon home. Bonnie and Damon are playing Monopoly. Kai is in charge of being the bank.

KAI: I’m starting to think you only invited me so I could be the bank! Smart move, Bonster; Damon always steals from the bank; but still...

DAMON: Not at all, pal! We love having you around! And for the record, I don’t steal!

KAI: Come on, I saw you do it multiple times in the prison world! You really need to learn how to lie better, Damon. But why go through the trouble? Couldn’t Caroline, Stefan, or that hot chick that is staying with you do it instead?

BONNIE: Sage is doing research on the serum. Stefan and Caroline are in the distillery, it’s their date night.

KAI: That’s a thing? You people are so weird. Have to say though, the three of us together again, it’s nice! Without the murdery stuff, of course. We have to treasure every moment; in case we don’t pull this off.

BONNIE: True (awkward silence for a bit).

KAI: Okay, I’ll be the first to address the elephant in the room. What’s up with you two? I’m sensing some tension, and I don’t think it has anything to do with our Stranger Things team-up.

DAMON: I’m glad you asked, buddy! Bon, care to tell Kai what’s really going on here?

BONNIE: Damon, we had a deal… You’re just feeling threatened ‘cause I’m whooping your ass.

DAMON: I have the two blue ones, so…

BONNIE: And no money to do any real harm with them, so...

DAMON: Don’t underestimate the pink ones, Bon. They’ll get me there, slowly but surely.

BONNIE: One land on my block, and you’re bankrupt.

DAMON: Good thing I’m feeling lucky today…

KAI: Uhm, are we still talking about Monopoly? I’m totally lost with this conversation.

BONNIE: And I have to go to the lady’s room. (Turns to Kai) Make sure he doesn’t cheat! (She walks away. As soon as she is out of sight, Damon leans in to talk to Kai).

DAMON: Listen, Kai. Bonnie is attempting to teleport to Germany to check on Elena.

KAI: That’s insane, and potentially dangerous. She doesn’t know how it works yet.

DAMON: My point exactly! But you know how she is. We made a deal, whoever wins this game gets to make the decision. So, I’m gonna need your help to change my luck…

KAI: She’ll know we’re cheating if you miraculously pull money out of “nowhere”.

DAMON: I know! But she won’t know if the odds turn in my favor… You know what I mean?

KAI: If you’re referring to magic, I think you’re forgetting she bound my powers. I’m all dry.

DAMON: Shit! Forgot about that! Well, my plan is clearly screwed!

KAI: You lack ingenuity, Damon. Monopoly might be a game of luck, but it’s also about patience and making wise investment decisions. You’re too greedy, always going for the high-end properties. Procure the second block, and the tables will turn.

DAMON: How the hell am I supposed to do that!

KAI: With patience, and yes, a little cheating. I’ll make sure to slip a small amount of cash flow from time to time, so she doesn’t get suspicious.

DAMON: That’s it? That’s your master plan?! Might as well end the game now!

KAI: Patience, Damon. You really need to work on that. Now, if you let me finish. I might not have magic, but I’m a wizard with rapid hand movements and distractors, so I’ll make sure the dice rolls in your favor. And when I blink you buy, or put in a house if you have the set; understood?

DAMON: I’m trusting you with this, Kai. If I lose, I swear I’ll tell Bon-Bon about your Vega’s Whitney Houston bride.

KAI: I knew you would use that as leverage against me someday!

DAMON: (Smirks, sarcastically) See how well we know each other? That’s some bro love, my brother!

KAI: Ooh, yeah; no. Let’s not do that.

DAMON: I knew it the minute it came out of my mouth…

Cut to – Stefan and Caroline in the distillery. He’s cooked a delicious dinner for them, and set a romantic picnic setting for their date night.

CAROLINE: As always, you never cease to amaze me. This is beautiful…

STEFAN: Who would have thought a distillery could be so romantic?!

CAROLINE: Don’t know about others, but this one surely is. At least when it’s not the meeting spot for a bunch of crazies (they laugh).

STEFAN: Can’t say we lack imagination…

CAROLINE: Not in the slightest. Are you really okay, though? After seeing Silas?

STEFAN: I’m fine. I was actually pleasantly surprised. I know he did some terrible things to all of us, but he seemed genuinely willing to right his wrongs. Guess everyone deserves a chance to at least try.

CAROLINE: And that is why I love you so much. You never give up on anyone.

STEFAN: I will admit, though, I couldn’t help but feel a little pleasure at Klaus’s reaction to the true original story… Man, was he pissed!

CAROLINE: (Grins) I know, right?! That was epic! And Rebekah’s reaction, I think was even better!

STEFAN: Have to say, out of all the awkward moments I’ve lived through, that was definitely in the top five. The whole thing was so strange…

CAROLINE: I know… Okay, just between us, do you really think we can do this? This is above and beyond what we’ve ever done.

STEFAN: Just between us, I don’t know. What I do know is that if we don’t, and if what’s to come is inevitable, I’ll be thankful that I’ve had the opportunity to have you in my life.

CAROLINE: Me too… And I always find comfort in knowing that, wherever and however, we’ll always find a way to each other.

STEFAN: You, me, and the girls; that’s how we roll.

CAROLINE: About that… I’ve been thinking. As much as we love them, I don’t think it’s the healthiest thing for their parents and their respective others to live under the same roof. I know we get along great, but as couples I think we need our own space.

STEFAN: Are you talking about moving out of the mansion?

CAROLINE: If this all works out, yes. Unless you don’t want to… I know how important that house is to you.

STEFAN: It is, which is why I left it to you. But it has its own purpose now.

CAROLINE: My thoughts exactly. I think it’s time we had a home of our own...

STEFAN: What about the girls?

CAROLINE: We don’t have to move far; they can stay with us whenever they want. I was actually thinking we could remodel the cabin…

STEFAN: I do love that cabin…

CAROLINE: So, what do say?

STEFAN: I say we do it!

CAROLINE: (Giddy) Really?

STEFAN: I do have one minor condition…

CAROLINE: Whatever you want!

STEFAN: We get the girls the exact same model bicycle you had.

CAROLINE: (Touched) How did I ever get so lucky to have hitched you?

STEFAN: I ask myself that same question in reverse, every single day…(they kiss).

Now, I have one last surprise…

But I swear, Caroline Elizabeth Forbes, if you tell anyone about this, I’ll file for divorce!

(He takes out a karaoke machine, and sings to Selena Gomez’s, “Love You Like A Love Song”).

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Cut to – Bamon’s bedroom.

BONNIE: I can’t believe you won! You swear you didn’t cheat?

DAMON: You heard Kai, he said fair game.

BONNIE: But I was kicking your ass!

DAMON: You got too greedy, Bon. Told you, slowly but surely wins the game. Now, a deal is a deal, so I guess it’s a no on the jump.

BONNIE: But that wasn’t our deal. The jump was never in question. Only thing that changes is that we’ll be doing it together.

DAMON: Bon, come on… Can’t Ric or Matt go? They’re not looking for them, they’ll be safe to fly.

BONNIE: Do you trust me?

DAMON: Of course I do. Why would you ask me that?

BONNIE: I need to be the one that goes. I can feel it in my gut.

DAMON: (Hesitant) Just promise me that if anything happens, and we lose each other for some reason, we’ll find our way back to one another.

BONNIE: I promise… (kisses him).

DAMON: So, what should I pack?

BONNIE: (Smirks) I don’t think we’ll need any luggage.

DAMON: Then I’m ready when you are…

BONNIE: Okay, for this to work, I think I need to see the place where we’re going to first. Elena mentioned she found out that her father did some research at the university a while back. She sent me a pic of him in front of the main gate with one of her post cards. Should have it somewhere around here… (she starts looking around in one of her drawers). Ah, here it is! We’re good to go.

DAMON: We’re doing this now?!! I thought we’d wait till morning?

BONNIE: The sooner the better. Ready? (Holds her hand out).

DAMON: Wait, no… I need to get something (he vamps into his walk-in closet, opens his safe, puts the ring box in his pocket and vamps back). Now I’m ready (takes her hand, looks into her eyes and teases…)

Do you think it'll hurt?

BONNIE: (Smirks) I don’t know… (she opens a portal, and off they go…)

TVD 10x06 - Blast to the Past. Hope you stop by, read, and enjoy! =)

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