Back on the road, Elijah and Julie had decided to drive to New-York. It was a city she had always dreamt of visiting one day. She couldn't wait to walk the crowded streets hand in hand with Elijah, looking up at the screens and the commercials and wasting her mother's fortune in the expansive shops of the Big Apple.

They arrived around 5PM and find the most expansive suite of the most expansive hotel of the city.

"This is too much," Julie breathed out when she entered the room.

"I don't know how long we're going to stay here. At least we'll be comfortable," he said and kissed the top of her head.

Their luggage had been brought up to their room but Elijah took care of the bag where Julie kept her mother's grimoire and journals. Julie looked around the room and spotted a plant in the corner, next to the window. It was in bad shape.

"Look at that," she said as she walked toward it. Elijah put the bag down on the table close to the door and watched her place her hands around the plant and as he approached the faded leaves turned greener and the plant grew bigger.

"You make it look so easy," he said.

"Yeah," she nodded. "It wasn't hard. I could feel the plant get better," she told him as she looked up at him. "I could feel it. The power running though me and going to the plant, it's like...I've been doing this my whole life..."

"The more you practice, the more powerful you will get."

"What if I get too powerful?" she asked. "What if I change too much?"

"I won't let that happen," he said, placing his hands on her shoulders. "I won't let you become like me."

"Don't say that," she shook her head and took his face in her hands. "You are a great man. You're the best man I know. The honorable Elijah," she smiled.

"Power," he started to say, taking her hands in his, looking down, "changes you. I wish you had known me before. Before I became a vampire...a monster. I used to be a better person. A real good man."

"You are a good man. I've seen it. I've even seen it in your siblings," she said and he laughed. "It's true," she laughed. "Deep down, who you used to be is still in there. Monsters don't have a family. Monsters don't care. Monsters don't..."

"What?"

"Nothing," she sighed. "Come on, we're in New-York! I wanna visit!"

"I know a place you might be interested in seeing."

"What kind of place?"

"You'll see," he smiled.

"I just need to take a shower first."

"Of course. Take your time."

Elijah took Julie into a small shop. Jars were everywhere on the brown shelves of wood and the brown wooden tables filled with unknown materials.

"What's that smell?" Julie asked, surprised by the strong smell of the shop that she couldn't identify.

"Henry is known to...experiment," he said, playfully.

"Who's Henry? What kind of experiments?" she asked, suspiciously.

"Elijah Mikaelson," a male voice said. "What an unexpected surprised!" Julie saw an old bold small man behind the brown wooden counter. He had a huge smile on his round face. He was wearing a white shirt and brown used trousers that seemed too tight for him. "I thought I would never have the pleasure to see an Original vampire again. And sure hoped if I did it would be you and not you brother," he laughed. "Who's your pretty friend?"

"Henry, this is Julie. Julie, this is Henry. Henry is a specialist of the supernatural. He knows a lot about witches. And elementals."

"You want to know about elementals?" Henry asked.

"We want to buy everything you have on elementals," Elijah said.

Julie thought "everything" would be three or four items at best, after all, elementals were extinct and all that was left was her mother's grimoire. But she was wrong.

"Everything? Oh, Mr. Mikaelson, you know my collection is private. It's not for sell."

"Please. My friend here wish to know more about elementals. Name your price."

Henry sighed. "I've been through a lot of trouble to get some of the pieces I have."

"I know," Elijah said. "They are rare items only you can provide."

"And you also know I don't care about money."

It was Elijah's turn to sigh. "What do you want?"

"I heard your brother's blood was the only thing that could heal a vampire from a werewolf bite. I want some."

"So you can sell it?"

"I told you, I don't care about money. I'm sure the magic it contents will help me in my research."

"Research?" Julie asked.

"Henry is looking to make himself immortal. Without becoming a vampire."

"Interesting," Julie mused. "Well, it was nice meeting you."

"Hold on," Elijah said. "Fine. I will get you my brother's blood."

"And you will get the items when I have it."

"Do you see my brother anywhere?"

"Fortunately, I don't."

"I will come back with it. You have my word."

"And I'm sure you plan on keeping your word. You always do. But right now, I'm afraid I can't give you what you want."

"It's alright, 'lijah."

"What about my blood?" Elijah asked. "It can't heal vampires but it has magical proprieties."

"I might agree to that."

"Elijah, it's ok, we don't need to..."

"It's alright. One day we might need the result of his research."

"Follow me," Henry told Elijah before he walked back in the back shop.

"Look around. You might find interesting things," Elijah told Julie before he followed Henry.

The elemental nodded and watch him walk away before she started to look around. There were rocks and crystals in unusual colors and shapes. The jars were filled with liquids and other herbs. But Julie was more interested in the books that were stuffed in an old tiny wooden shelf: Legendary Creatures and Where to Find Them. The Witches and Warlocks' Bible. Recipes for a Supernatural Life. Immortality and its Secrets. Vampires and Werewolves; Supernatural Enemies. But one book really caught Julie's attention: Good and Evil; Two Invincible Elements. She took the old dusty book that was heavier than it looked and laid it on the counter top and opened it. The browned pages smelled like you would imagine and every time she would turn the pages it made this horrible noise that nobody liked. On the first page, in big black letters, was written "" Whatever that meant. On the next one was a very old poem that wouldn't have made much sense to many people:

Sisters of nature beware

Of your cousins in masks,

They will play with air

And poison your casks.

The trees they grow,

Your house they burn,

And with the flow,

You will all learn,

Some are thunder,

Others are snow,

And without a whisper

You will all know

The moon to fear

As sure as the sun,

Your sisters disappear,

Tomorrow your son.

Julie wanted to keep reading but Elijah and Henry came back in the room and interrupted her.

"I see you find something," Henry smiled.

"Yes," she nodded. "What is it exactly?" she asked.

"Let's see," he mumbled as he took the book. "Ah! It's a very fascinating book," he said. "It is about certain types of elementals."

"Certain types?" she echoed, confused.

"Yes," he nodded. "You see, you probably know that elementals can control the primary elements. There are four of them: water, fire, nature and air. But some elementals could control ice as well as electricity. And the most feared and powerful of elementals were the ones controlling the element of darkness and the element of light," he explained.

"How can one control darkness and light, exactly?" Julie asked, skeptical.

"Well, it's not clear. But it is said that one was born with the power and it was their choice to make whether to be good or evil."

"So, darkness and light are actually one single element. It depends on the person who controls it?"

"Again, young lady, it is said that, yes. Who knows?" he asked with an amused smile and a little spark in the eyes. "May I ask...why are you so interested in elementals?"

"You cannot," Elijah answered. "We will take what is ours now."

"Of course, of course," he raised his shaking hands in the air and laughed. He was an old and nice man who probably didn't have all his mind. "I will put all that in boxes now. Feel free to look around. And this book is for sell, if you were wondering," he smiled at Julie before he disappeared in the back shop.

"How did you meet this man?" Julie asked, amused.

"A few years ago, I was looking for a way to get rid of my brother. I heard of Henry, he had, and I think still has, a certain reputation for...miracle solutions."

"Miracles? Isn't he human?"

"He's a very smart human," the vampire said. "Even though he is not a warlock, I think he might just find a way to make himself immortal."

"Well, he better find it soon," she said which made him laugh.

"Indeed, he is becoming more and more like a mad scientist, isn't he?"

"That's not what I meant," she chuckled.

"Do you wish to buy this book?" he asked.

"Yes," she nodded. "I'll look around a little more. It seems like we're gonna be here for a while."

"His collection is now yours. It's your legacy."

"I feel like I'm stealing from him. He seems like he cares about this stuff."

"He has no use for it. You will."

"What is it, exactly?"

"Crystals and rocks. Magical artefacts and weapons that your ancestors used."

"And what do I need it for?"

"You never know. You are one of the last elementals on this planet and I read in your grimoire you're coming from a very old and powerful family. Some of these pieces might have belonged to one of your ancestors."

"Crystals and rocks?" she arched an eyebrow and asked with an amused smile.

"Magical crystals and rocks."

"Of course. If they're magical," she joked and they laughed. "I'm gonna take a look around."

Julie payed for the book as Elijah put the couple of boxes in the car. "Beware of the night," Henry told her as he gave her the book. She frowned but he kept smiling.

"It was nice meeting you."

"If you find an elemental on your way, please, tell them to come visit me. I would love to meet such a creature."

Elijah had told her not to tell anybody what she was. It was too dangerous. "I'll be sure to tell them," she smiled. "Have a nice evening Mr. Stinson."

"You have a great evening too, young lady."

Julie got in the car and after she put her seatbelt on she looked up at Elijah and said "You really didn't have to do this you know?"

"I know. It's nothing. It's just a little blood."

"Do you think he'll ever find it?"

Elijah looked down at the small elemental on the passenger seat, the big book on her lap, her big green eyes on him, he looked at her with sad eyes and said "I really hope so."