Cami sat at Rousseau's bar counter, a drink in her hand. The mission to subdue Finn was a success, and now she sat alone after hours at her job. Alone, Cami had been feeling that sentiment more and more often.

She felt better earlier. Taking down Finn was great, Cami felt a sense of accomplishment as she slapped those cuffs down on him. The creep masqueraded as her advisor for the past month when what he really wanted was to gain information on his brother, Klaus. Not to mention Cami was supposed to be used in some plan Esther had. Klaus and Elijah were probably torturing it out of him at this moment.

Cami planned on locking up Rousseaus after she finished her drink. She eyed her glass and heard someone enter the bar.

"Sorry, we're closed." Cami didn't take her eyes off her drink.

"That's too bad." A tall black woman sauntered around the bar, "I hear you serve the best drinks in town. Camille, isn't it?" Cami turned and faced the woman. An alarm went off in her mind. The woman kept walking towards her. "My sons have taken quite the liking to you."

Esther. Cami got up and looked for an escape route. Esther started chanting and extended her hand. Cami struggled, then everything went black.

Esther paced the greenhouse floor in frustration. So much had gone wrong. The two sons that were on her side had been taken prisoner by the two that wanted her destroyed. The arrogant young witch Davina lost her husband Mikael, and although she had a small victory with Camille, Esther's plan was thrown off. She yelled and the candles blazed.

The choices were simple. She could either continue through all of the setbacks or formulate a new one. Esther had a perfect one in mind. It would be risky, and could cost her newly reacquired life. No spell like this had ever been done before, it was against the laws of nature.

But when had that ever stopped her? Esther had broken these laws time and time again. She knew she was that powerful. With this is spell, Esther had a chance to save her family. However if it went wrong there would be catastrophic consequences. Was it worth the risk? Esther hesitated only for a moment before she began the spell.

This was about saving her family. Esther would do anything to save her family, even sacrifice the world.

The next morning, Cami lay in her bed. On the night stand, her phone rung repeatedly. Cami didn't wake up.

…

In the afternoon, Hayley Marshall stood on the balcony outside Cami's bedroom. She knocked on it. Hayley called Cami multiple times that morning. She needed some advice and she hoped Cami would be able to give some. Cami never picked up.

Hayley wanted to brush it off but her gut told her something was wrong. After all they had taken down Finn Mikaelson yesterday. Maybe Esther wanted revenge and took Cami.

But as she peered through the window Hayley saw Cami was in her bed sleeping. Had she been sleeping all day? Hayley tapped on the window lightly. No response. She tapped harder. Cami didn't stir. How hard did they work Cami at Rousseau's?

Hayley started calling Cami's name, and even started yelling but Cami didn't move an inch. That was odd. From her spot, Hayley listened. Cami's heart was beating normally. Hayley couldn't see any bruises on her. Cami appeared to be in some sort of trance or coma.

Hayley opened the window but the magic boundary prevented her from entering. Hayley cursed, Cami never invited her in. She got her phone out and started dialing a number. Fortunately Hayley knew a vampire that had been invited in.

Ten minutes later Marcel Gerard sat by Cami's bed. He took in her condition and looked at Hayley. "How long has she been like this?"

"All day, I'm guessing. I called her this morning." Marcel put a hand on Cami's forehead. "I thought maybe she brushed me off but that's not Cami. In this town with all the funky things happening, and Mama Mikaelson back-"

"You did the right thing." Marcel gave her a half smile. "Who knows when we would have found her." Marcel felt a tad guilty. He tried checking in on Cami often but since they broke off their...arrangement he was giving her some distance. Some marks on Cami's neck caught his eye.

"What is it Marcel?" Hayley asked. She stood on her toes, trying to see.

Marcel followed the marks down the back of Cami's arms. "Someone marked her."

"What?" Marcel lifted Cami's arm. Hayley's hazel eyes widened. "Do you know what the marks mean?"

Marcel shook his head. "No, but Davina might. I'll give her a ring." He joined Hayley on the balcony.

She cast a worried look at Cami. Hayley didn't know Cami well but she had been a loyal friend to the Mikaelsons, particularly Klaus. Marcel's thoughts followed Hayley's as they looked down at the busy streets below.

"Why haven't you called Klaus?"

"With so much going on, I didn't want to worry him if we could solve this on our own." Hayley turned back around to look at Cami's peaceful face. "Besides, it's Cami. She and Klaus, you know they're-"

"Yeah, I know." Marcel rubbed the back of his neck. It was unspoken but Marcel knew they cared deeply for each other, and there were some romantic feelings. Marcel remembered how tenderly Klaus touched Cami a few days ago. How Klaus lightly stroked Cami's neck and covered her hand with his own as Cami touched his heart. Marcel had never seen Klaus like that with anyone. He didn't know how Cami was able to bring out that side of Klaus without even trying.

Hayley's voice brought Marcel back to the present. "If this is serious, he'll go bezerk when he finds out. With everything going on..."

Marcel knew she had a fair point. "We'll hold off on bringing Klaus in, for now." He returned inside. Cami's chest rose and fell normally. She didn't appear to be in any pain. Marcel didn't want to frighten Hayley but he had no idea what those marks were, he never saw them before. He had no idea what they were dealing with but he had a feeling it was serious.

Cami was under some spell. She didn't look like she was in pain but that didn't mean she wasn't. Marcel was out of his league. "I'll call Davina."

Turns out the young witch knew little more than he did. She tried various spells to wake Cami up but they didn't work. Hayley left to deal with her werewolves and finished Jackson, but made Marcel promise to keep her updated.

"This is an ancient magic." she said, after another failed spell. "My magic can't penetrate it."

"A powerful witch would need to cast it?" Marcel asked.

"Definitely. I only know one who could whip a spell up like this so quickly." Davina stood and faced Marcel.

"Esther." Davina nodded. "Can you tell if Cami's in any danger, or pain?"

"Her body's fine, I know that doesn't answer the question."

Marcel sighed. "What about the marks on her body?"

"Cami's body was prepared for some ritual. I can't tell which one. The marks and the spell are probably connected." Davina looked worried. "I'm sorry Marcel but if this is Esther's doing, only she will be able to explain."

Davina looked like she was about to cry. Marcel hugged her. "I don't want to lose her." Davina said to Marcel's chest. He patted her hair.

"We won't. Not on my watch. Hey," he let Davina go and she looked up at him. "Nothing's going to happen to Cami." Marcel heard footsteps outside. The duo turned to the balcony to see Hayley.

She took in Davina's pink face and Marcel's upset look. Hayley pursed her lips. "It's time to call Klaus."

Cami was floating on her back. Her eyes were closed. She felt calm, at peace. A lazy smile crossed her lips. Everything was fine, what had she been worrying about anyway? Trouble. She was in trouble, in danger. But how could she be in danger when she felt so relaxed?

She heard water moving, the sound relaxed her even more. Was she moving? Did she care as long as this serenity never went away? Cami bumped into something. Her eyes shot open. What the hell was that? She reached behind her and suddenly felt cold and wet everywhere. She shivered.

Cami moved her arms again. They were weighed down by the wet fabric on her arms. She looked at her arms. What was she dressed in? The sky was grey above her, green trees lined her periphery. When did she get outside? Why was she still floating? She tried to stand and couldn't. Cami went under water before she began treading water. Or attempting to. She looked around. Cami was in a river, being carried by the current. Water got everywhere. In her mouth, nose, and eyes. Cami gasped, letting more water in. Her sight was blurry and Cami felt her fingers going numb.

Stay calm stay calm

Cami moved some hair out of her eyes and looked for a branch or rock to grab onto. She spotted a boulder further down but she'd have to swim to it. The current was carrying her swiftly. Cami didn't know if it was helping or hurting her. Her limbs felt sore and numb but Cami kept swimming. She never considered herself a strong swimmer.

When had she learned to swim? When she was a child. Her parent's made her take lessons with her brother. Sean. His name was Sean, and her name was Cami. Where was her family? The thoughts pushed against Cami's mind as the water pushed against her body. She tuned them out until she finally reached the boulder.

Cami wrapped her arms around it. It was so big her hands didn't meet on the other side. Now what? She should get to land. Cami could try to pull herself up...but that sounded so tiring. Her muscles ached. Cami wanted to relax again. Why shouldn't she? Cami rested her head against the rock. The water beat against her, lulling her to sleep. If I close my eyes to relax ...just for a moment...Cami felt her arms dropping.

"Hey! Wake up! Do NOT close your eyes!"

Cami squinted. Was she hearing things?

"Hey!"

Cami turned her head and saw a figure running down towards her.

"Don't let go! I'm going to get you out, love!"

Cami shivered. Suddenly a thick branch was thrust her way. The stranger stood on the other end, leaning down into the riverbank. "Grab on!" Cami grabbed tentatively with one hand. "Now the other one! C'mon love, strong grip. That's a good lass." Cami felt her body being lifted out of the water. She shivered at the cool air, it gave her strength. Cami climbed up the branch, helping the stranger. "You aren't as tired as you look!"

When she was completely out Cami was unable to stop her body from collapsing on the stranger, who turned out to be a young man. She was also unable to control her shivering. Snow covered the ground.

"You're frozen through." He said, sitting her up. "What were you doing in there? Did you fall in?"

"I-I don't know." Cami stuttered.

The young man took off his outter garment and put it around her. Then drew her close and rubbed her arms. "We have to get you into some dry clothes. My village is nearby, can you stand?"

Cami tried and almost fell. He man caught her. "I got you, no worries." He didn't look like he'd be able to carry her but he scooped her up into his arms and started walking. Cami looked up at his face. Why did it look familiar? But Cami was sure she never saw him before. He had an impish face with dark eyes and hair.

"T-t-t-hank y-y-ou." Cami wanted to say more. Such as ask what's his name and where they were but she couldn't.

"Shh. I'll accept your gratitude, later when you're properly recovered darling." His dark eyes met her green ones. "You have beautiful eyes. I've never seen the like before."

His accent sounded familiar for some reason, and it comforted Cami. She turned her face to his warm chest, mentally apologizing for getting him all wet. She closed her eyes and let sleep take over.

...

When Cami opened her eyes she saw she was inside. She squirmed, Cami was in a bed with many blankets draped over her. A fire made the dwelling warm and toasty. Cami looked around, some dead animals hung, she assumed they were stuffed. Also some pots, bowls, some fruits. Huddled near the fire were two figures. One was the young man, the second was an smaller figure. Long silver hair hung loose down their back. A woman.

"It was a blessing you found her when you did." she said, her voice sounded old.

"She was holding onto a boulder for dear life." the man said. "Thank you for taking her in, Naomi."

Naomi grunted, "I don't recognize her. She's not from a neighboring village."

"A nomad then?"

Naomi shrugged. "We'll find out soon enough. Just what were you doing out there anyway?"

"Err-"

"Nevermind, you're such an odd one, Kol."

"Kol?" Cami sat up.

"Look who has awoken from her slumber!" Kol said, grinning. He and Naomi stood.

"Kol?" Cami repeated.

"That is what they call me."

Naomi felt Cami's forehead. The firelight reflected off of Naomi's face, she was an older woman yet still beautiful. Cami looked down and saw she wasn't under blankets but several layers of animal fur. "Your body's still cold. You need rest child. And you need to return home, Kol." she added sternly.

The words didn't register in Cami's head. Kol...she knew a Kol. Kol was Klaus' brother. Klaus...he was her friend. Klaus Mikaelson. She was Camille O'Connell. She was 23, a bartender, she lived in New Orleans. With vampires, witches, and werewolves.

Cami looked around again. This wasn't New Orleans. Where was she? Cami took in Kol and Naomi's apparel. They were dressed in furs and garments belonging from Bible days. Was this an Amish community? Did he take her to some cosplay convention? Nothing was making sense.

"I have to go." Cami began removing skins.

"You need to stay." Naomi said forcefully putting skins back on. "You are not well."

"I have friends, they'll be looking for me."

Kol cocked his head to the side. "Your tongue is strange."

"Aye." Naomi said. "I have never heard the like."

Cami was starting to panic. "Stop!" She swatted Naomi's hand away. For a tense moment Naomi looked like she would slap Cami. Then she changed her mind."I have to go." Cami got up.

"You want to die of cold? Fine by me." Naomi walked back to the fire.

Kol stared at Cami curiously. "Naomi, the she is still delirious."

Cami looked around for something resembling shoes.

"I do not help those who do not seek it." she huffed, sticking her hands out of the fire. "You ought to return home before your father sends for you."

"Thank you Naomi, for helping me. You too Kol." They turned to her, "I appreciate it, when I get home, I'll be fine." Humor was apparent on their faces, they thought she was a mad woman.

There was a knock on the door. Cami opened it since she was closest. Her mouth dropped open at the face on the other side.

"Hello, I have come for my brother, Kol."

Klaus looked exactly the same, only with hair that hung past his shoulders. He was dressed the same as Hannah and Kol. Klaus peered around Cami. Cami's mouth moved but no words came out. she whispered, "Klaus..."

He didn't hear her. Klaus looked at Cami like he would a stranger, and it hurt Cami more than anything.

"Is Naomi home?"

"Klaus..."

Confusion took over Klaus' features, his brow furrowed as he finally focused on her. "I have not made your acquaintance." Cami's body trembled at the distance in his tone. It was as if she was back in the icy river. "Who are you?" I was named Niklaus, most people call me Nik."

Cami was overwhelmed with everything. Her vision went blurry, she didn't hear the next words Klaus uttered. Cami held her head. She was feeling dizzy all of a sudden. Everything was crashing down on her. Cami barely felt her body falling. The last thing she saw was the surprise on not-her-Klaus' face before the darkness engulfed her.