Caroline's grip on her steering wheel turned her knuckles white as she parked on the side of the highway. She almost swerved right into the side of the road which could have potentially harmed and killed the twins. . She had been driving for more than 12 hours and the exhaustion was hitting her pretty hard. Her hand automatically went to her belly, "I'm so sorry Jo and Beth." She mutters under her breath, "Mommy is just a tad bit tired from driving. It's okay. We're good." She continues to rub her belly as she went over her phone.

27 voice messages and 47 text messages from Rick, Damon, Matt and Stefan. Wow, even that ancient skank Valerie left her 3 voice messages. She hurriedly switches her phone off, fearing that they might track using her GPS.

Gosh, Bonnie… I hope this works…

14 something hours ago…

"Bonnie, as much as I love waffles, I don't think we have to travel this far for it. We have iHop at Whitmoore." Caroline slides into an empty booth and Bonnie followed suit.

Bonnie lets out an exasperated sigh. "I know. I just don't want to risk being heard by others."

Caroline's smile morphs into a worried look."Is there something wrong? What are those heretics up to? What can I do to help?" She reaches out to her best friend's hand to company. "Just tell me what to do and I will fix it."

"Its not about them, Care..." She bites her lower lip. "It's about you... And the twins. Someone is actively looking for the remaining Gemini coven witches for revenge. They will not stop until they end the Gemini line. We need to bind the twin's power to you. "

"Ahem. " The waitress with the really bad red hair starts tapping her pen on to her notepad. "You ladies gonna chit-chat all day or are 'ya gunna order sumthin?"

Bonnie takes one look at Caroline and sees her still in a state of shock. "Two blueberry waffles. One coffee and some water with a slice of lemon. Thank you."

"So, I'm going to be a hybrid."

"A witch-vampire hybrid, yes."

"So, I'll be like the heretics then? I will siphon powers?"

"No siphoning needed. You will become very powerful since the entire coven will be channeling their magic to you."

The waitress plopped the coffee and water down. The smell of coffee making Caroline's stomach squirm.

"Unfortunately , this kind of spell requires ancient magic to cement it permanently. I will be able to do it temporarily for 48 hours but after that you would be vulnerable. You need to go New Orleans and find a powerful witch named Freya to do the spell."

After a couple of right turns and a quick stop at the Tourist's center to get some maps and a guidebook (she wanted to be prepared), Caroline finally arrived at the Bourbon New Orleans hotel. The price was more than her everyday allowance would allow but after the horrific months that she had (i.e. Discovering that your soon -to-be- ex-boyfriend almost fathered a child with his 100+ year old vampire-witch ex-girlfriend, your best friend sleeping her life away, weird pregnancy cravings, being pregnant with twins, other vampire witchy hybrids...), she needed to pamper herself. As soon as she saw the crystal chandeliers twinkling above her , she knew that she made the right choice. Bonnie will definitely approve of this hotel. She smiles bitterly to herself.

She was waiting for her turn to be assisted when she heard the sharp "DING" of the elevator. Her head automatically turned as she saw a very , very attractive fella with dark skin and a hint of devilish charm walking out with what seems like a friend and they were deep in conversation. A third of a second later, he catches her staring and snaps back her attention to the lady manning the front desk. Fuck fuck fuck FUCK! Stupid preggo hormones! Why now?! She bit her lip as she cringed so hard that she was already getting misty eyed.

"Miss? You're next."

Finally! "Caroline Forbes. I called in a couple of minutes ago for the Petite Balcony King room."

"Ah, yes. We already have your credit information here, we just need your id and signature here." She points to the dotted lines and Caroline signed them faster than you can say Geronimo. "By the way, my name is Angela and if you need anything just let me know. "

"Actually..." Miss Mystic Falls smile: on. "I am looking for an old-occult/voodoo shop. My sorority sister Amber bought a talisman there last year and she got a B on her pre-med finals after attending an all-night rave. So awesome, right? I am soooo getting one for myself. Anyway, she forgot the name of the shop but she said there some witchy items there like Jimsonweed and eye of newt or something." Caroline even twirled her hair for added bimbo effect.

"Hmmmm. I suggest that you visit Hex over at Decatur and Esorterica Occult goods at Durmaine. Just be careful, lots of touristy traps there."

Caroline couldn't help clapping her hands with glee. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Thank you, Angela!"

"No worries. Jim, take Miss Forbes at room 511."

Jim aka the bellhop gathered her bags and lead her to the elevators. She was too excited ecstatic about her plan was finally taking shape that she didn't notice a 2 sets of eyes watching her from afar...