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When Faith woke up, she groaned, sleepily, and felt the side of her head throb slightly in pain. Her blue roamed the building she was being held. When she tried to move her arm, they were tied down on a chair. Faith looked down to see she was still wearing her clothes from the Masquerade Ball without her mask.

She tried to do a spell to get out but she didn't have any magic. She tried siphoning magic from her jewelry but it would instantly be gone. She narrowed her eyes on the chains she was being held down by. They looked the same chain her mother used on her, but they were different. It was blocking any magic from being used instead of siphoning it.

"Faith."

The siphoner turned her head sideways where Elena sat on a couch. Her eyes narrowed on a female vampire with a bag as she walked across the large room. The vampire smiled at Faith. "Ah, the witch has woken up."

"He's here!" A male vampire rushed down some stairs in a panicked voice.

"And just in time," the female vampire stated.

"This was a mistake," the male vampire said, desperately as he made it at the end of the stairs and made his way to the middle of the room.

"No, I told you I would get us out of this. You have to trust me," the female vampire tried to calm him down.

"No! He wants me dead, Rose!" The male vampire yelled in a panicked tone.

"Good, he'll be making us a favor," Faith mumbled and the two vampires glanced at her.

Rose glared at the siphoner before looking at the male vampire. "He wants them more," she tried to calm down her companion.

"I can't do this," he was still agitated. "You give her to him, he'll have mercy on you but I need to get out of here."

"Hey!" Rose caught her attention and held his hands. "What are we?"

He took a deep breath and met her eyes. "We're family. Forever."

Loud pounding against the door echoed throughout the worn-down house. The vampires stiffened and glanced at Faith and Elena. Rose made eye contact with the doppelgänger.

"You're scared," Elena stated the obvious.

Rose looked at the male vampire. "Stay here with them and don't make a sound," she ordered before she left the room.

"Who's here?" Faith glanced at Elena as she tried to get out the chains with little success.

"Someone named Elijah," the brunette answered.

Faith's eyes widened at the name. Elijah Mikaelson is known to be the noble one of the Mikaelson family. Elijah also being the only Original Faith had met when she was younger. The siphoner looked up to the Original as an older brother even though they only knew each other for a few months. Faith remembered the times Elijah would help the siphoner escape her mother's punishments by threatening her since he held the concept of family highly.

The siphoner looked up at the top of the stairs when the wooden planks creaked. Immediately her crystal blue eyes met hazel brown eyes. It reminded Faith of Dani's eyes but the toddler's eyes were greener.

In a blink of an eye, Elijah stood in front of Faith before breaking her free. She popped her wrists before she grabbed onto the Original's hand and stood up. She didn't speak as Elijah moved in front of Elena. He looked at her with interest.

Faith looked at him weirdly as he smelled her neck because that's definitely normal.

"Human, it's impossible," Elijah met the doppelgänger's brown eyes. "Hello there." The Original turned to Faith. "We have a long journey ahead of us, we should be going."

For whatever odd reason, Faith felt guilty as her eyes looked at the floor in sudden interest. Elena begged for the vampires to not let Elijah take them, but was ignored by all as Elijah turned to the male vampire.

"I've waited so long for this day, Elijah," he said but didn't meet the Original's gaze as he walked up to him. "I'm truly, very sorry."

"Oh no, your apology's not necessary," Elijah told the younger vampire, calmly.

"Yes, yes it is," he insisted. "You trusted me with Katerina and I failed you."

"Well yes, you are the guilty one and Rose aided you because she was loyal to you and that now, I honor," Elijah agreed, glancing at the female vampire. Faith closed her eyes for a moment to relax and prepare herself for the male vampire's fate. "Where was your loyalty?"

"I beg for your forgiveness."

"So granted."

The vampire didn't get a taste of freedom as Elijah swung his hand across his head. He decapitated his head clean off with amazing strength. Rose cried out to Elijah with anger but stopped by the Original's order. Elena had covered her mouth with her hand in shock while Faith just sighed, knowing it was going to happen.

"Faith," Elijah turned to the blue-eyed girl. "We need to leave."

"No!" Elena blurted out, catching his attention. "What about the moonstone?"

"What do you know about the moonstone?"

"I know you need it and I know where it is."

"Yes?" He motioned her to continue.

"I can help you get it."

"Tell me where it is."

Elena shook her head, glancing at the siphoner. "It doesn't work that way."

"Are you negotiating with me?" Elijah ridiculed, looking at Rose and Faith.

"It's the first I've heard of it," Rose admitted, not wanting to get on his bad side.

"The necklace has vervain," Faith told the vampire, ignoring the look of betrayal on the brunette's face.

Elijah pulled the necklace off her neck and threw it to the side. He grabbed her by the side of the neck and compelled her. "Tell me where the moonstone is."

"In the tomb, underneath the church ruins."

"What is it doing there?"

"It's with Katherine."

"Interesting," the Original commented before the sound of breaking glass was heard from upstairs. "What is that?"

"I don't know," Rose answered.

"Who else is in this house?" Elijah demanded.

"I don't know."

Faith scoffed at the vampire's lack of knowledge. Her hand was grabbed by Elijah as he pushed the doppelganger into Rose's arms. They walked into the foyer of the house with a large staircase in front of a white door that led to outside. Two familiar vampires used their vamp-speed around them before disappearing.

"Rose," Elijah warned the female vampire.

"I don't know who it is," she insisted.

Elijah glanced down at Faith for an answer. She averted her eyes to the side even though they both knew she couldn't be compelled. Fortunately, she didn't have to answer as Stefan's voice was heard from upstairs. Elijah went up the stairs with his vamp-speed.

"Down here."

He turned around, still on the steps. Next thing they knew, Elijah had a wooden stake shaped like a pencil going through his hand. Easily, he removed the wooden stake and all three girls disappeared from the foyer.

"Are you okay?" Damon asked the siphoner.

Faith blinked in surprise. "Uh, yeah."

She didn't expect him to 'save' her from Elijah after what happened at the masquerade ball. He motioned for the siphoner to stay with Rose and to keep quiet as he vanished from their sight.

"Excuse me. To whom it may concern, you're making a great mistake if you think that you can beat me. You can't. Do you hear that?" The sound of breaking wood was heard. "I repeat, you cannot beat me. So I want the girls, I'm gonna count to three or heads will roll. Do we understand each other?"

Faith heard only silence until screams of pain coming from Elijah echoed through the house. There were sounds of shots being fired followed by tumbling down the stairs. Faith trailed after Rose as they came out of hiding. Her eyes widen at the gray and veiny skin of Elijah pinned to the door by a large wooden stake. The guilty feeling swarmed through her chest. The guilt was the same feeling she had when Vicki died on her lap but worse.

She didn't notice Rose running away or Elena and Stefan having a moment until Damon placed a hand on her shoulder. Her crystal blue eyes met with his blue eyes. She feigned a smirk. "I guess this means you're still going to ask me who Dani is?"

Damon smirked back. "Yup."

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Faith took the glass of bourbon as the dark-haired vampire sat down next to her with a glass of bourbon as well in the living room of the Salvatore Boarding House. She took a sip of the bourbon before getting comfortable on the couch and looked at the vampire.

"Dani's my daughter," she admitted.

Damon narrowed his eyes on the siphoner. "You weren't pregnant when I met you."

She rolled her eyes. "Obviously. She's adopted. I actually killed her family. Her grandparents and mother had her shunned; she was so skinny and had a few scars, not as much as me but they were still there. I took her in since she was still a witch."

"Huh." Damon drank the rest of his bourbon.

"What?" Faith asked.

"You actually care about people," Damon replied. "Other than Jeremy and Matt."

"Like you're one to talk," she retorted.