Elijah looked over at her in confusion. "Is something wrong?" He wondered, giving her a strange look.

"Um, you see that man and woman, over there?" Josie asked, nodding in the direction of her bio parents, all while trying to hide her face.

Elijah glanced over at them, narrowing his eyes.

"Don't stare," Josie muttered, frantically as she noticed him opening observing the pair.

"Who are they?" He asked, glancing at her. He raised his eyebrows as he noticed her hiding her face as she angled her body away from them.

"My bio parents," Josie said, under her breath.

Elijah paused, having not expected that response. "Why are you hiding from them?" He asked, giving her a puzzled look.

"Because my sister and I met my biological mother not that long ago and gave her a fake alias," Josie said nervously.

"If she knows you under an alias, why would that be a problem? She wouldn't know it was false," Elijah pointed out, sparing the two a look.

"Yeah, that'd typically be true, except her younger siblings who she hasn't seen in years, are over there too and they know my sister and me under a completely different alias," Josie said, with a wince as she realized how stupid it was that they did that.

Elijah frowned, thoughtfully. "So if they see you and talk. They may realize that you are not who you say you are," He said, glancing at her.

"Yes, and the timeline is messed up," Josie said, glancing around for a place to duck behind.

"Excuse me?" Elijah asked, confused.

She glanced at him. "My bio parents weren't supposed to meet for a few years, this is way too early. And my bio mom hasn't seen her younger siblings since they were like 4 or something and they weren't supposed to see each other again until a few years from now. Everything's fucked up," Josie said, panicked. "And at any moment, they might see me and I'll be screwed."

Elijah narrowed his eyes and nodded to himself. He moved away and took off his suit jacket.

"What are you-" Josie cut off as he put it around her shoulders. He then put his arm around her shoulder and started walking forward, making sure he was on the side that her bio family would see, which blocked her from sight.

Meanwhile, Josie was having an existential crisis. His arm was wrapped around her shoulder.

She could feel his body heat. Josie was fairly sure that her face was bright red at that moment.

Don't freak out. Do not freak out. If her knees went fucking weak, she was going to scream.

It was like Penelope all over again. Why did she have to go all mushy when attractive people touched her?

People did not have the right to be this attractive. It should be considered a crime.

When the two of them were out of sight and almost at Josie's car, Elijah finally released her. Which caused Josie to let out a sigh of relief.

Elijah glanced down at her and paused, noting her very red face. A slight smirk appeared on his face as he realized why. "Is my jacket making you hot?" He asked with an amused yet knowing look on his face.

Josie's eyes widened and she quickly cleared her throat. "Uh-y-yeah," She said, lying obviously through her teeth, moving to give him back his jacket.

Oh god, someone kill her now.

He took it, humming with an unconvinced look on his face.

"Uh, so we should go because we don't want to keep Freya waiting," Josie said, quickly unlocking the car and getting in.

Elijah got in the passenger side and Josie started up the car, feeling very awkward.

Which, no one could really blame her, he very clearly realized that she was attracted to him. This was a nightmare.

"Back there you said 'biological', why is that?" Elijah asked, glancing at her.

"That's kind of complicated but the short explanation is magical baby transplant," Josie replied, keeping her eyes on the road.

Elijah froze. "And what is that?" He asked, giving her a peculiar look.

"My bio mom, the woman you saw, died when my sister and I were fetuses. Our bio coven feared the loss of the last Gemini twins, so they did a spell that put us in a vampire that gave birth to us and raised us as our own," Josie explained, giving him a quick glance and noted the thoughtful look on his face.

"So you were raised by a vampire?" He asked, there was a little bit of surprise in his eyes but also it looked like something had clicked in his head.

"Yep," Josie replied, not seeing anything strange about that.

"That explains why you do not appear to have a bias against vampires like most witches do," Elijah said, revealing his train of thought.

Josie paused.

Huh, she had forgotten that supernaturals of this time did not get along with each other.

While, yes, the different species typically stuck with each other but there was no raw animosity that caused fights to happen between the students.

Really the main bullying that happened was with the witches and with Josie and her twin because of them being siphoners.

Although most of them accepted it, some liked to poke fun at them being abominations or poke fun at Lizzie's mental diagnoses.

Which never made sense to her that the whole school - hell, the whole town - knew that Lizzie was bipolar. Why wasn't it kept a secret? Especially since it made people treat Lizzie like she was crazy.

That still grated on her nerves and who could blame her? Lizzie was her younger sister, who she promised to look after and protect. Why the hell didn't her mom or dad do something or at least tried to stop the bullying Lizzie went through.

Josie shook her head and focused back on Elijah, who seemed to be waiting for her to collect her thoughts.

Josie remembered what they were talking about and decided to add onto it."That, and the fact that my school was a school where vampires, witches, and werewolves could learn to live together peacefully," She said with a shrug.

Not that they still didn't bully others.

"Did they?" Elijah wondered.

"Did they, what?" Josie asked, confused.

"Live together peacefully," Elijah said, looking at her curiously.

"For the most part, yeah," Josie said with a nod. "Sure, there were rivalries but typically those appeared as quarrels among their own species and if anyone opposed us breaking through the wall built by centuries of hatred, they'd have to face us all as a united front."

"I had never thought there would be a day where things could be peaceful in the factions of the supernatural community," Elijah said, looking pleased by the idea.

"Yeah, that was an intentional side effect of the creation of the school. My dad and mom originally founded it because they wanted a safe space for us to grow up without having to hide that side of ourselves, which led to understandings between the different supernatural beings," Josie said, with a smile.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like to have to grow up hiding her magic while going to a public school with a bunch of humans.

"What were those understandings if I may ask?" Elijah asked, with a thoughtful look.

"That we're all 'human' or I guess, have a little thing called humanity in us and that we're not that different from one another," Josie said, shooting him a grin. "We also realized that the saying 'united we stand, divided we fall' is a very true statement because together, we had all of our talents put together, which made it far more difficult to force us back in the war."

Elijah paused, realizing something. "The war, you showed me flashes of that, did you not?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Yeah, why?" Josie asked, feeling her confusion rise.

"That creature that led the other side, won't you have to defeat him again?" Elijah asked with a frown.

Josie swallowed heavily at the question. "We will, yes, but my sister and I are stronger now because we're heretics. We also know how he thinks, so we have that advantage. Besides we're planning on stopping him from ever becoming a problem," Josie said, trying to ignore her rising anxiety at the realization that they may have to fight the Necromancer again.

And this time, without Hope.

"You are still worried," Elijah noted, with an almost gentle tone.

"We've changed a lot so far and who knows how things could change with that whole situation, I mean, someone more powerful than the Necromancer could come out of Malivore and I don't know what the hell we're going to do without Hope," Josie said, worry seeping into her voice.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Elijah giving her a concerned look.

"But everything's going to be fine, it has to be," Josie said, trying to be optimistic. She looked over as she pulled up to her house. "Alright, Freya should be home, if not, she will be soon."

She hoped out of the car, grabbing her stuff as she did so. Elijah followed suit.

Josie entered the house with Elijah behind her.

"Freya? You there?" Josie called, looking around.

"Coming," Freya called back and appeared shortly after. "Did you just get back-"

Freya froze, seeing who was behind Josie.

Elijah stared straight back with an unreadable look in his eyes.

Freya glanced at Josie in shock.

"Surprise," Josie said, awkwardly, waving Jazz hands.

"It's really not," Freya said, dryly.

Josie paused. "Why not?" She asked, confused.

"Because collecting strays is a very Parker thing to do, " Freya said, giving her a look.

"I-ok, that's fair," Josie admitted, with a sheepish look.

Freya gave her an amused look before glancing at Elijah, who had been watching their interaction intently.

"Hello, little brother," She greeted, raising an eyebrow as she pointedly reminded him who was older.

Elijah blinked in shock, before shaking it off.

"You have been alive all this time and no one knew," Elijah said, in disbelief.

"Hmm, that fault lies with our mother," Freya said, with a shrug.

Elijah nodded slowly.

Josie took a step forward, and Freya turned to look at her.

"Where's Lizzie?" Josie asked, wanting to leave as soon as possible.

"She left," Freya replied, cocking her head.

"Why?" Josie asked, trying to figure out why Lizzie would leave.

"Something about kidnapping a teenager for their blood and giving the doppelganger protection from Stefan's brother because she wants to screw him over or something," Freya said, running a hand over her face. "She was gone before I could question her more."

Josie started. "I-uh I don't know how to respond to that," She admitted.

Freya just snorted in agreement.

"Wait, are Stefan and Davina here?" Josie wondered.

"No, Stefan is taking Davina to where his old home used to stand back in the 1800s, then I believe he is dropping her off at Jeremy's house," Freya said, glancing at Elijah. He was just standing there, looking confused.

"K, what about Enzo?" Josie asked, curiously.

"Oh, he's here and most likely drunk again," Freya said, rolling her eyes but Josie noticed a touch of fondness in her expression.

Looks like someone is warming up to someone.

"I'll go check on him," Josie said, and Freya nodded at her as she passed. Josie spared one last glance at Elijah before continuing upstairs.

Josie made her way to Enzo's room and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Enzo asked, voice slurring slightly.

"It's me," Josie answered. "Can I come in?"

"Sure thing, beautiful," Enzo replied and Josie opened the door, pausing as she spotted the mess that was Enzo's room.

Then there was Enzo himself, who was laying on his bed with a drink in his hand.

"How are you doing?" Josie asked, taking a seat on the bed.

"I'm just dandy," Enzo said, dryly.

"Then why are you drowning in self-misery?" Josie asked, softly.

"I'm not," Enzo denied.

"Enzo," Josie said, giving him a look,

"Fine, you want to know what's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong, I'm free for the first time in a long time and I don't know what to do with myself," Enzo exclaimed, pain clearly on his face.

"Ok, when you were locked up, what was one thing you dreamed of doing once you escaped?" Josie asked.

Enzo swallowed. "I wanted to find the love of my life," He said, softly.

Josie felt herself freeze.

Was he talking about Maggie? As in the woman that Damon killed back in the day? Josie had completely forgotten that Enzo didn't know that she was dead.

When reading the diaries of future Stefan, she had been confused for a bit because he admitted to killing Maggie to protect Bonnie, but in actuality, Damon was the one that did it. And the way he wrote that diary entry had been weird and confusing.

Enzo narrowed his eyes at her. "What was that reaction, beautiful?" He asked, warily.

"What reaction?" Josie asked, feeling uncertain.

On one hand, he deserved to know the truth but on the other, she had a feeling that he may actually kill Damon when he finds out.

"You know what reaction," Enzo said, sitting up.

"Promise me you won't kill Damon," Josie said, giving him a nervous look.

Enzo tensed. "Why?" He asked.

"Please, just promise me," Josie said, pleadingly.

"Fine, I promise not to kill him," Enzo said, narrowing his eyes at her.

Josie hesitated before finally saying what he deserved to know, "He killed Maggie-"

"What?!" Enzo shouted, cutting her off, as rage appeared on his face. He shot to his feet, ready to speed out of the room. "I'm going to kill him."

"No, don't," Josie said, hurriedly as she rushed to get in front of him. "You promised you wouldn't, so please just wait and hear me out."

Enzo glared at her but didn't move.

"Damon didn't know who she was, and his emotions were turned off," Josie said, rapidly.

"And that makes it okay?" Enzo asked, with fury written all over his face.

"Of course not but he was your best friend once, you two went through something terrible together. I know you hate him right now but you don't want to kill him, torture maybe, but not kill," Josie said, staring at him worriedly.

Enzo stared at her and something cracked in his expression. And Josie was hit with how broken he was. Enzo fell to his knees as tears started to fall from his eyes.

Josie rushed forward and pulled him into a hug.

"I'm so sorry," She whispered as he wrapped his arms around her. Josie felt pain in her heart as his body shook with silent sobs.