Maeve rolled around on her small bed grunting and groaning at the sound of her phone ringing. She pulled her head up, her eyes still half closed. She squinted trying to read the caller id.

*Flirty Demon of hell* Maeve pressed the end call button and went back to sleep. She pulled the blanket over her head wanting to go back to sleep. Maeve yelled loudly in frustration when the blanket was snatched from her.

"Wake up!" Maeve sat up with her eyes still closed. "Piss off, asshole!" she plopped back on the bed trying to go back to sleep.

"Come on now Mae, don't be like this. Wake up." he pulled her by her legs down on the bed. Maeve used her legs to kick him away before she rolled on the bed and crawled back up to rest her head on the pillow.

"Why won't you wake up?"

"Get lost." Maeve ignored him. Her phone buzzed again on the nightstand. She used the spare pillow on the bed and placed it on her ear trying to drowning out the noise.

"Flirty Demon of hell? That's what you named me?" he repeated in disbelief. "I'm flattered and offended." He grabbed her arm and pulled her up. "You have to wake up. Look the bird's are chirping."

"Get that crow of yours and fly away, asshole!" Maeve cursed loudly. "I want to sleep."

He chuckled rolling his eyes, "You know you are currently being a demon."

"I am Lucifer's queen." She shifted around the bed a few times before sitting up with a grumpy look. "I'm awake now, stupid ass bitch."

"Wow. You've got a mouth on you." Maeve opened her eyes staring at the raven haired man smiling at her. "Really Flirty Demon of hell? That's what you think of me?"

"Have you proven otherwise?" she sarcastically asked him. Damon shrugged his shoulders nodding his head sideways. "What do you want?" Maeve threw her legs off the bed and stomped around her small studio apartment.

"I kind of wanted your help."

"With what?" Maeve asked opening the refrigerator.

"I have to question this werewolf who's asking about Mason Lockwood and I want you to keep an eye on Elena." Maeve shook her head a 'no' immediately giving him a deadpan look.

"D, in case you haven't seen the obvious yet, we hate each other. Keeping me in close proximity as her is a threat to her." Damon rolled his eyes, "well, she's on house arrest. Did you know that?"

Maeve turned to Damon with a stoic look. "How did you manage that?"

"Bonnie. Now you helping me or what?"

Maeve grumbled, "she's already on house arrest, why do you want me to babysit her?"

Damon walked around the kitchen island closer to Maeve, "because a woman named Jules is asking around about Mason Lockwood and I don't want her sniffing around over to you."

"I didn't murder Mason. You did."

"You did help me kidnap him." Maeve poured herself a cup of coffee avoiding to meet Damon's eyes. "That's because you could have gotten yourself killed if I hadn't."

Damon smiled smugly, "I'll inform little Gilbert about you coming. The boy loves you."

"I am not going."

"I'll get you a bottle of bourbon from my collection." Maeve raised an eyebrow at the offer. "Why do you want me to go so bad?"

"I don't want you to get in the cross fire of Jules and me when it all eventually blows up."

Maeve pointed her finger at him with a chortle, "So you agree, your plans go up in flames."

"Thank you." Damon moved to the door after offering Maeve another smile, "get me that bottle or I'll haunt your sleep."

"You cannot. I am the flirty demon of hell." he laughed closing the door behind him.

Maeve hunched over leaning her head on the kitchen table, "I hate myself." she mumbled to herself.

"Gilbert's!" hollered Maeve entering the Gilbert house. She beamed a wide smile seeing Jeremy ascend down the stairs hurriedly at the sound of her voice.

"Evie! You're here." he cheered pulling her in a hug. Maeve giggled hugging him back. She pulled back running a hand through his hair. "Damon told me you would be coming."

"Well yeah, he bribed me." Maeve nodded her head sideways. She raked her eyes around the house, "what's the hostage situation like?"

Jeremy laughed putting an arm around her shoulders, "she's sulking and mad because of what we did." Maeve hummed in response, "she has made only one demand so far, to find Elijah or Klaus. I think she's stalling."

"Have you tried negotiating? See if she's got any other demands? The moonstone?"

"Nah, Damon and Bonnie have it. She's like Frodo and rings." Maeve snorted at his words giving him a high five at his reference.

"She can hear you two, you know?" Elena scowled standing in the hallway by the staircase cupboard. Maeve bit her lip, tilting her head to look at Jeremy, "we'd make terrible negotiators, Jerry. She caught us."

Jeremy straightened and put forth his hand for Maeve to shake, "better luck next time commander."

"Till next time, Inspector!" She shook his hand firmly. They stared at each other for a few seconds before both erupted into loud laughter. Elena stared at the two of them feeling left out. She rolled her eyes and walked away into the living room.

Maeve cleared her throat and walked into the living room following the doppelganger. "Hey Elena. How's it going?"

"Pissed off and angry." she bluntly responded.

"Hey, Jerry?" she called him craning her neck to look at Jeremy who stood in the kitchen, "isn't pissed off a slang for angry?" He clicked his tongue, nodding his head. She glanced back at Elena who crossed her arms seething at her.

Maeve raised her hands putting them in front of her, "sorry. Thought I might lighten the mood."

"What are you doing here?"

"Damon asked me to babysit you."

"I don't need one." Elena immediately stated.

"Clearly. That's why the house arrest." Elena sat up on the couch, folding her legs up. She stared at Maeve contemplating the next few words.

"You hate me. Why even bother coming here?" she finally asked. Maeve pursued her lips searching for words.

Maeve parted her lips, crossing her arms, "I don't hate you Elena. I hate your actions and thoughts....sometimes, that's all." She noticed Jeremy with a flat look standing by the kitchen table clearly listening to their conversation, "yesterday when you decided to go to Richmond to contact Klaus, did Jeremy or Jenna ever cross your mind? Or Caroline, Bonnie, Tyler, Matt, the Salvatores? What would happen to them if you died?"

"But Maeve, you didn't hear Katherine. He murdered her entire family because she defied him." Maeve narrowed her eyes at Elena,

"So decided to end yourself before he could even get a chance to come here."

"It's either me or them."

"Don't you see every single fucking person in your inner circle is trying to find a way so neither has to die?" Maeve went over to Elena sitting next to her on the couch, "I know I am rather rude towards you and that is because I don't have patience to deal with your dumb brain." she rudely stated before her features softened, "Elena you have these amazing people around you who want to help you, help you survive, hell the Salvatores are ready to die for you. Why don't you appreciate that?"

"I didn't think th──"

"Of course, you didn't. That's the problem, doe-y eyes, you never think. Why do you think the rest of us think so much. We have to do it on your behalf as well." Maeve stood up from the couch, making her way over to Jeremy. "Sup' Jerry." She patted his back.

"Can I ask you something?" Maeve hummed, "why'd you say that?"

"Say what?"

Jeremy looked at his sister who sat on the couch switching channels to find something to watch before he leaned closer to Maeve and whispered, "Appreciate that you have people who want to help you and would die for you."

Maeve sucked in a sharp breath, "you don't know my past, Jer. There was a time when I didn't have anyone who could help me──survive." Maeve answered.

"Now you do. Whatever happened, now you have us." Maeve smiled genuinely.

"Another thing...you took on Damon. How'd you do that?" Jeremy asked.

"See, Damon is a human." Jeremy raised both his eyebrows at her words making Maeve chuckle deliriously, "body-wise. Human body has these particular puncture points that if pressed correctly cause certain reflex actions."

"Can you teach me some moves?" Maeve grinned mischievously.

By the entrance to the tomb under the Church ruins in Mystic Falls stood Elijah guiding Stefan Salvatore outside. He had a hand tucked inside the pocket of his pants. He turned away to leave but halted in place hearing a twig snap at a distance.

He whipped his head to his left at the sound, looking around at every corner. He carefully stepped in the direction of where the twig snapped. He stopped soon, hearing the sound of the falls. Blaming it on the light breeze, he turned around again to leave.

He stopped again when he noticed a pair of red eyes behind a few trees before they vanished.

Elijah suddenly grew more cautious as a figure speeded away in front of him. Elijah pulled out his hand from the pants and walked ahead, further inside the forest. He walked around the forest searching for the figure. His quest led him back around to a different part of the falls. He looked around in the dead of the night.

He deflated a defeated sigh when he couldn't find anyone. Elijah noticed a silhouette moving behind a tree. He stepped closer to it hoping to see who it was. He placed a hand on the person's shoulder. Before he could see who it was he felt a force push him away. Elijah tumbled on the forest floor grunting at the impact. A painful grunt left his lips when his back collided with the bark of a tree. He used his hands to lift himself up the forest floor. Elijah looked ahead furiously slowly rising to his feet. His rage slowly died down when he noticed her standing in front of him with a fear stained look. He noticed her racing heart before he moved to look into her widened fearing eyes. Her hands trembled frozen in place stretched ahead.

Elijah straightened taking in a long breath. He dusted his jacket to get rid of the dust coating it. "Hello again."

She pulled her hands back looking away from him. "Hi Elijah." He stepped closer to her making her squirm and turn her body away from him.

"I don't think we met properly the last two times we crossed paths." he mused.

Maeve smiled finally looking back at him. "I don't think so either. The name's Maeve."

"Nice to meet you."

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