Josie walked down the sidewalk, pulling her jacket tighter around her. She knew where she was going but she couldn't understand her rising unease.

Something was going to happen but what?

She shook her head and kept moving, keeping an eye out for the store.

Josie wasn't stupid. She knew that there was a chance that she might run into her bio mom and while a part of her was afraid of that, she knew that would happen eventually anyway.

Josie thought of their first interaction here.

Jo looked the exact same as the way she looked when she came back to life for a short time on their 16th birthday.

It was strange to think back to that.

What would, what they were doing, change?

She didn't know.

Josie paused as she spotted the store across the street.

She headed over and entered, looking around the small shop, taking note of the eerie energy the store gave off.

In the corner of the room sat an old Japanese woman, who was sorting herbs, swaying gently with the music. Josie approached her, and the woman glanced up, smiling at her in greeting.

"Hi, I was wondering if you had a herb called rue?" Josie said in Japanese.

The woman blinked in surprise before smiling. "I do, let me go grab it for you," She responded, before going into the back room.

A minute later, she walked out and handed her a bag of rue. Josie quickly paid for it, before leaving.

Josie was about to go to where she parked the car when she noticed a bookstore on her right. She walked over and pushed the door open.

A familiar chime rang out as she entered.

She looked around. There was a teen sitting behind the counter but other than him, she was the only one in the store.

She walked over to the back of the store, after a small nod at the teen.

Josie ran her hand over the spines of the books, soaking in the quiet aura of the store. It was relaxing, especially after the nightmare this morning.

She shook her head, trying to shake off the memories the nightmare brought to the surface. She knew that it was dangerous to think about the war. That just guaranteed a panic attack.

Josie sighed, pulling a random book out.

She looked down at the cover, reading the title.

'Romeo and Juliet'

Josie raised an eyebrow in surprise.

She remembered first reading this book back in 9th grade, after that, she read it multiple times, trying to understand the different meanings.

"You enjoy the classics?" A male voice asked from behind Josie.

She jumped, then froze.

Multiple things flashed in her mind at once. First, he sounded incredibly hot. Second, where did he come from?

And third, why the hell could Josie feel the power radiating off of him? It felt way too similar to Kol.

She turned abruptly and her eyes widened in shock as she saw who it was.

Elijah fucking Mikaelson.

Josie stared at the suited original in shock. How the hell did the twins keep attracting originals?

This was getting insane. Also, damn. He looked good in a suit.

No, stop it mind.

Elijah raised a single eyebrow at her as he gazed at her intensely, making the hairs rise on her neck. Intense much?

Also, there was no way he missed the recognition in her eyes.

She was screwed.

"Hi?" Josie said, voice higher than normal.

Elijah gave her an amused look. "You enjoy the classics?" He said, repeating his words from earlier, nodding towards the book that was still in her hands.
Say what now?

Josie looked down at the book in her hands, having forgotten its existence. "Uh...yes?" She answered, sounding confused.

"You do not know?" He inquired, observing her curiously.

Josie blinked, as she pulled her thoughts together.

Knock it off and wake the hell up brain.

Why did she always do this when she came face to face with a hot guy or girl?

"I-ah, yes," She said, more confidently this time. "I do."

Elijah nodded. "It's rare for someone of this day and age to enjoy literature of the past," He commented.

Josie paused. Did he say 'of this day and age'? He definitely knew that she knew who he was.

Josie was trying to figure out what to do. She wasn't stupid - okay, sometimes she was but she wasn't stupid when faced with the Mikaelsons - actually she was but that wasn't the point. He was an original, and was incredibly dangerous but she also thought he should know the truth about his family.

It wouldn't be fair to keep it from him.

"Right," Josie whispered in agreement.

"Now, who are you? As you feel like a vampire but there is something strange about you," Elijah said, getting straight to the point.

Josie's mind went a mile a minute.

"I'm a hybrid," She said, without thinking.

Shit.

Oh god, she was acting like Lizzie again. She was really starting to understand why Freya didn't trust them on their own. They definitely didn't know how to keep their mouth's shut.

Elijah had frozen for a split second before shaking his head.

"That's impossible," He said, denying her claim.

And Josie couldn't blame him.

"Not like your brother," Josie said, quickly backtracking. "I'm called a heretic. My kind is part witch, part vampire,"

Elijah stared at her, the disbelief was clear in his eyes.

"A witch cannot be a vampire," He said, in disagreement as he started to get impatient.

Josie paused, realizing that she would have to explain siphon witches again. This was getting so annoying. Why couldn't people just know they existed?

"When I was human I was a creature called a siphon witch, and siphoners don't have magic of their own - they can't produce it - instead, we siphon or absorb it from people with magic in them or attached to them like vampires. And because we don't have magic of our own, if we become vamps, we don't lose the ability to siphon," Josie said, words rushing from her mouth.

Elijah was quiet as he contemplated the new information.

"That would allow you to siphon from your vampire side," He said in realization. Elijah was now observing Josie with new eyes.

"Yes," Josie nodded in agreement. At least, he wasn't saying she was lying, then again, he had been around a thousand years, it would probably be extremely difficult for someone to lie to him without getting caught.

"You said we?" Elijah said, catching that small yet key detail.

"My twin sister and I, we're both heretics," Josie said in clarification. She shifted nervously on the balls of her feet.

"Why have I never come across your kind before?" Elijah asked, narrowing his eyes at her.

"Because we only appear in the Gemini Coven," Josie replied, knowing her answer would not satisfy him.

"And why is that?" Elijah questioned, watching her carefully for any signs of lying.

"There's a ritual the coven must do because of a curse - a curse on the Gemini Twins - and it caused a magical mutation to happen. And my bio coven sees my kind as abominations, so they kept our existence a secret from others," Josie said, explaining to the best of her ability as she put the book back on the shelf.

"Hmm," Elijah hummed, as he considered her. "That is fascinating."

Josie just shrugged in reply.

"How powerful is your kind?" Elijah wondered, making Josie tensed warily.

That wasn't a good sign.

She knew that Elijah might see her and her sister as a threat because of how unknown they were and she couldn't blame him for it.

But she also knew that if he understood how powerful her kind really was, he would either kill her or try and use her to his advantage.

Both were not ideal.

"We don't know exactly, we know we're more powerful than a hybrid of a werewolf and a vampire but that's it," Josie said, hesitantly.

"You say you are more powerful than my brother?" Elijah said, an edge to his voice.

"No," Josie replied, shaking her head. "If your brother created a new species of hybrids, then we would be more powerful than those creatures but we aren't more powerful than your brother, at least, I don't think so,"

Elijah narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. "You are a very honest person," He said, observing her reactions.

"No, I just recognize that you would be able to tell if I was lying and I'm not stupid, you could kill me in a heartbeat," Josie said, holding his gaze.

Why did he always look so intense? It was like he was staring into her soul.

"Perhaps, but did you not imply that there was a chance that you are as powerful as my brother, which would make you stronger than me and if you are not stronger than him, you are at least close, meaning you may be able to overpower me," Elijah said, putting together everything she had said.

"Maybe, but you aren't killable, I am. If I die, I die, so challenging you would be idiotic and a death wish," Josie said, giving a look that said 'you're joking right'.

"You are a smart one," Elijah acknowledged.

Josie pushed down the urge to blush at the compliment.

"I know how to pick and choose my battles," Josie said, keeping her posture straight.

"What is your name?" Elijah asked, looking at her curiously.

"Josie," She replied.

"Is that short for Josephine?" He asked, looking curious.

"No," Josie said, shaking her head. "It's short for Josette."

"Josette," Elijah repeated, testing the word on his lip. Josie felt a chill go down her spine.

Just because he said your name sexy does not mean she should be getting a crush on him. She was Hope's uncle for god sake.

Then again, she was pushing Lizzie towards Kol. Wait, Elijah needed to know about Kol and Freya.

Josie hesitated, not sure how to tell Elijah the truth about his family, which Elijah picked up on.

"Is something wrong?" Elijah asked, furrowing his brow.

"What would you think if someone told you they time traveled back in time?" Josie wondered.

"I would assume they were lying," Elijah said, with no hesitation.

Great.

"And if they could show you proof?" Josie asked, feeling her hope sinking.

"If they had proof, I would believe them, I suppose," Elijah said, narrowing his eyes at her.

"Right," Josie muttered to herself.

"What are you wishing to say?" Elijah said, giving her a look to go on.

"I time traveled, I haven't even been born yet," Josie blurted out, stupidly.

Elijah went still as he stared at her.

"And where is your proof?" He asked, something unreadable in his dark gaze.

"I can show you my memories," Josie said, trying to appear confident.

"Very well," Elijah agreed.

Josie blinked.

She wasn't expecting that.

Wasn't he supposed to be paranoid and distrusting or was that just Kol and Klaus?

Either he was a genius and knew something she didn't or he was way too trusting, which was doubtful.

So what did he know?

Josie hesitantly moved forward, reaching upwards, trying to make her movements obvious. She placed her fingers on his temple and closed her eyes.

Images flashed through her mind into his.

She showed him the date first, then she showed him flashes of Hope. She showed him what Hope was and showed him the memories of Hope talking about her family.

"Every family has a legacy, and this is mine. I intend to fight for always and forever, even if it destroys me."

She showed Freya, his sister.

She had Hope's voice overhead, explaining her aunt's life and struggles.

Josie then showed him everything to do with Malivore and the Necromancer.

Then of the war, they fought.

Of the twins dying, of Hope becoming a full tribrid.

She showed him how they won and how she began searching for ways to fix everything. She showed him the time travel spell, then the end result. She showed him Freya now, and then, Kol.

Finally, she pulled back.

Elijah moved away, lost in thought.

Josie didn't show him everything, just flashes, and pieces of her past. She showed him the stuff that would affect everything they were trying to do.

She simply showed him what he needed to see so he could understand and believe her about Hope and about Freya, which was the most important thing he needed to know in Josie's opinion.

Elijah turned around to look at her.

"You were close to the girl. Hope, my niece," He said, narrowing his eyes at her.

"I am," Josie said, nodding her head.

"What was your relationship with her?" Elijah asked, with a thoughtful look.

"Hope was - no - is my best friend and my sister's. She is like an older sister," Josie admitted.

"You consider her family?" Elijah said, surprise flashing across his face. He was looking at her with a look that Josie couldn't decipher.

"Always," Josie said, without hesitation.

Elijah nodded with an impressed look on his face.

"Take me to my sister and my brother," He ordered, finally.

Josie agreed, and they both left the store, ignoring the strange look of the teen behind the counter.

They headed to where Josie left the car but she froze as she spotted something she didn't expect.

Josette Laughlin and Alaric Saltzman having a conversation. And that wasn't all, Liv and Luke Parker were only a few feet away from her biological parents getting coffee.

"Oh shit."