Agneta stood in the mirror.... staring at her reflection, which caused her to frown. She had a few hours to get ready for Jenna's funeral... and she looked horrible; dark circles hung under her eyes, and she was sweating profusely.

"Bloody hell, how am I supposed to hide this," Agneta mumbled, looking down at the infected werewolf bite.

Suddenly there was a knock on her front door, Agneta quickly raced towards the door.... and slowly opened it, seeing a grieving Elena and Jeremy.

"Elena? Jeremy? Are you guys okay?" Agneta asked, placing her arm behind her back.

"Can we talk?" Elena questioned.

"Y-yeah sure," Agneta smiled lightly, opening the door wider.... allowing them both in.

Jeremy and Elena slowly walked in, before turning to face Agneta.

"Jeremy thinks it's best that you stay home and not attend the funeral," Elena mumbled. "As do I."

"What? Elena, come on that's crazy," Agneta laughed. "Jenna was my friend, I need to pay my respects to her."

"You weren't her friend, you got her killed," Jeremy growled.

"Jer, you know for a fact... that's not true," Agneta mumbled, looking up at Jeremy.

Jeremy shook his head disappointingly, before walking around Agneta.... and out of her house, leaving her with Elena.

"E-Elena, please tell me you don't believe that," Agneta replied.

"You know I don't, but Jeremy's angry.... I want you to be there, but I need to respect my brother's decision," Elena sighed sadly.

All of a sudden, Agneta lost her balance... and fell over.... losing consciousness.

"OH MY GOD, NETA!" Elena yelled. "JEREMY!"

Elena quickly scanned Agneta's body.... and she immediately tensed up when she saw the infected werewolf bite.

"ELENA?! WHAT'S WRONG?!" Jeremy called out, quickly running back inside.

"Neta's been bit," Elena mumbled, showing her brother the bite mark.

"Oh my god," Jeremy whispered, quickly pulling his phone out, dialing Damon's number.

"Baby Gilbert, what can I do for you?" Damon asked on the other end of the phone.

"You need to get to Neta's.... now," Jeremy replied.

"Why?"'Damon questioned.

"S-She's been bit," Jeremy mumbled.

There was stumbling on the other end of the phone and soon it went dead.... Jeremy looked over at Elena, who was to focused on the unconscious Original.

"Damon's coming," Elena whispered, brushing a few strands of hair out of Agneta's face.

Agneta's eyes slowly opened..... seeing that she was now in her bedroom, she sat up and looked around confusedly; wondering how she got here. Before she could get out of bed, her bedroom door opened....and in walked Damon.

"Thought I heard you," Damon said, climbing up on the bed.

"I-I don't remember what happened, or how I got here," Agneta mumbled.

"Well Elena came over this morning and told you that you weren't allowed at the funeral.... and then you passed out, and when Elena was trying to wake up; she found the werewolf bite. Care to explain?" Damon questioned.

"Right, that. Ummm well remember Tyler?" Agneta asked, rubbing the back of her neck. "It was when I tackled him to the ground, after he charged at Caroline.... I wanted to tell you, but everything was happening so fast."

"Well next time, please tell me," Damon said.

"D-Damon, next time I tackle a werewolf to the ground and they bite me.... I will tell you," Agneta mumbled, laying back down... pulling the covers up to her chest.

Damon shook his head lightly before pulling Agneta close to him.

"You don't have to stay, I can take care of myself.... besides you're probably pissed off with me for what Elijah did to us; I assume that's why I hadn't seen you in a week," Agneta said, placing her hand on his chest and her leg over his.

"I'm not pissed off at you.... you couldn't have known Elijah would betray us, right?" Damon asked.

"No, absolutely not!" Agneta yelled, which caused her to start coughing.

"Hey, it's okay! I believe you, don't work yourself up.... you need to save your strength," Damon replied.

"Y-Yeah, okay," Agneta mumbled, slowly drifting off to sleep.

Agneta quickly sat up and noticed Damon wasn't lying next to her, she slowly found herself crawling out of bed and stumbled out of her bedroom......

"D-Damon?" Agneta called out.

No answer.

"D-Damon, are you there?" Agneta called out again, only this time falling to her knees.

Agneta began to cough again.... only this time it was much harder.

"Bloody hell," Agneta groaned.

Agneta crawled down the hall, and reached the living room..... she instantly froze in place, when she saw Elijah and Klua standing in her living room; with Damon in a headlock.

"P-Put him down, you fool!" Agneta growled, weakly standing up.

"My god, Neta! What happened?" Elijah questioned, rushing towards his sisters aide.

"You have no right questioning me in my house.... let alone, harassing my boyfriend; so put him down, now!" Agneta snapped, moving away from Elijah and glared at Klaus.

Klaus rolled his eyes and scoffed under his breath, before roughly dropping Damon.... who instantly rushed towards Agneta, pulling her close.

"No need to be dramatic," Klaus mumbled. "I simply thought he was trespassing."

"Oh, Niklaus.... you are so full of it," Agneta whispered. "Now, why are you two here?"

"I-We came to take you home," Elijah replied. "Back to New Orleans."

Agneta sarcastically laughed.

"I'm not a child, Elijah. This is my home and this is where I plan on staying.... and if you don't like it then you can bugger off," Agneta said.

"Fine, then you'll have to listen to what Klaus has to offer.... because if you don't accept either offer, we will personally kill everyone in this town; including Mr. Salvatore here," Elijah frowned.

"Elijah, you can't be serious," Agneta mumbled, suddenly feeing herself getting light headed again.

"I'm afraid, he's very serious.... baby sister. In fact it was my idea! However, my offer is.... you join me on my trip around the country, in the looks of my new Hybrid army and if you don't like either option.... I have your coffin in storage," Klaus smirked.

"How about...." Agneta goes to say but immediately passed out again, but luckily Damon was holding her up.

"You really think that's wise? You would rather Agneta hate you both than allow her to be happy?" Damon questioned, picking Agneta up bridal style. "As an older sibling, I only want what's best for my brother."

Elijah and Klaus both exchanged a look, before both instantly disappearing.... leaving Damon alone with Agneta, hoping he changed their minds.