The group of six entered the suite and gathered in the living space.

Josie sat next to her sister, with Davina on the other side of her. Freya sat on Lizzie's other side and the boys remained standing.

"How are you guys going to free me from the ancestors?" Davina asked, nervously.

"Good question," Lizzie muttered, as her eyes flickered past Freya, and Freya glanced over as well.

But there was nothing there. Or was there?

Josie elbowed her sister, trying to get her attention.

"Lizzie, do you think there will be anything in any of the grimoires we brought?" Josie asked.

"We mostly brought Gemini grimoires and I highly doubt they have anything on the witches of New Orleans," Lizzie answered.

"I might know a spell that would work," Freya spoke up.

They all looked at her in surprise. None of them thought she would actually be involved.

Josie wondered why she was still with them. And why she was even considering helping them.

Mikaelson never did things for free. Well, that's not exactly true.

Hope would help anyone in need. Josie felt a flicker of grief. Hope may not be dead but if they saw her ever again.

It may not be the same Hope, she knew and loved. Josie wasn't sure how this was going to end.

Time travel was messy. And dangerous. Was it really worth it? There were so many things that could go wrong.

They could erase Hope from existence and they needed Hope.

Not just because she was the twin's best friends but because she was Klaus Mikaelson's humanity and was the only person that Josie knew of, that could destroy Malivore.

And let not forget, that they could accidentally erase themselves.

What would happen then? Would everything reset? Would a universe without them ever being born happen?

She had no idea. Then there was the fact that they could mess everything up.

What if they couldn't win against any of the enemies that their parents faced before they were born and even after?

Josie had no idea what was going to happen. But she knew why Lizzie wanted to do this.

If she was being honest she wanted to do this as well. They could save everyone so much pain. And maybe create a better future for themselves.

But Josie was afraid of what that meant.

How would that work? Would they 'merge' with their other selves? Would they stay two completely different people?

Would they be erased? What if the changes they made started to appear in real-time?

What if they were splitting their original universe into another and if they returned to their time, nothing would be different?

All these things were terrifying. And Josie knew Lizzie was terrified as well.

That was why all the twins have been focusing on since coming back in time was the 'mission'. Josie wanted to rush through the past and fix everything as quickly as possible so that it was done and over with.

But she knew that it wasn't realistic.

There was no way they could fix everything that happened immediately. And whether Josie liked to admit it or not, they were kids.

They were only 17. They had no idea what they were doing. And all Josie wanted was someone to turn to.

Josie wanted her mom and dad so bad. They would know what to do.

Josie's eyes roamed over everyone in the room.

Lizzie and her had been putting on a show of confidence and determination.

They had been doing that to convince the others that they could do this. That they may be 17 but they were smart and were strong enough to handle the pressure.

Josie knew that they weren't just trying to fool the others, they were trying to fool themselves.

And it had been working.

But recently, as they started to actually change the past, instead of just talking about changing it, the walls they built started to crumble down.

Josie knew it was a matter of time before Lizzie had a breakdown.

Which worried Josie because when Lizzie had episodes now, they were incredibly dangerous to others.

At Lizzie's worst, she could probably level a town.

And Josie didn't know how to prevent it from happening.

Episodes were caused by stressful situations and when Lizzie was emotionally compromised.

And Josie knew that Lizzie needed a break.

The two of them needed to stop acting like adults and start being the kids they were but they had the mission to worry about.

Josie forgot the last time she and Lizzie cried about the deaths of their parents.

She thinks it was the day of the funeral.

When the service was over, Lizzie had an episode, which revealed how dangerous being a vampire had made her.

After that, Lizzie just tried to block out everything. And Josie just threw herself into fixing everything.

Josie knew that she and her sister didn't really grieve. And knew that they probably needed to.

But grieving meant letting go. And neither of the twins were ready to say goodbye.

Out of the corner of Josie's eyes, she saw Freya writing down the necessary items needed for some kind of spell.

Probably to unlink Davina.

She also saw Lizzie looking over at her with a knowing look.

Lizzie knew exactly what she was feeling. Literally. The bond was completely open.

And Lizzie didn't need words to understand the emotions coming through the bond.

Josie knew they needed to talk. About everything. God, they needed a parent or adult.

Sure they had Enzo and Stefan. But let's be real.

Stefan was mentally stuck at 17 and Enzo was practically a child.

Neither of them could help them. Or understand them. Both of them had gone so long without parents.

Well, Enzo never really had parents and practically raised himself.

So he could understand the need to have someone there to rely on and to comfort them when they were feeling lost.

And Stefan grew up in an era where you had to grow up quickly and in a time where kids weren't raised by their parents.

Sure his mother might have raised him, unlike his father, but she 'died' when he was a child.

Josie felt Lizzie slip her hand into her own.

Josie sent her sister a sad smile and gave Lizzie's hand a squeeze.

What neither twins noticed, was Freya watching them out of the corner of her eyes.

"Stefan, Enzo?" Freya called for their attention.

The boys looked up from their conversation with Davina.

"Yes, love?" Enzo asked.

"I was wondering if you two would be so kind as to buy the necessary ingredients for the spell," Freya asked.

"Yeah, we can do that," Stefan agreed, readily.

Davina looked up shyly at Stefan. "Can I come with you? I can show you the best places to find them."

"That would be great," Stefan replied, staring at her with a grin.

Enzo was looking between the two, amused.

Freya handed over the list and the three left.

Freya turned to the twins, who were already looking at her expectantly.

"I believe it is time we have a talk," Freya stated.

The twins exchanged nervous looks.

"You are not in trouble, I assure you," Freya said, observing the two.

"Ok," Lizzie agreed.

"There is much I want to discuss with you two," Freya stated.

"Like what?" Josie asked.

"My family for one, and yourselves," Freya answered, studying the two.

"Wait," Lizzie interrupted. "Before you start, I need to tell my sister the truth."

Wait, what? "Lizzie?" Josie asked, worriedly.

Lizzie turned to Josie, nervously playing with a bracelet that Josie had never seen before.

"You know the first night we came to New Orleans?" Lizzie asked.

"Yeah, you disappeared for some reason," Josie replied.

"When I disappeared I found this," Lizzie said, holding up her arm with the bracelet. "It belongs to Kol Mikaelson and has a connection to him."

Josie's eyes widened and she stared at the bracelet for a moment, taking in the old design.

"What do you mean by connection to him?" Josie asked, slowly, wary of the answer.

"When I went to sleep, I was kind of pulled into his mind, and we had a conversation," Lizzie said, hesitantly.

"You talked to him?" Josie exclaimed. "How is that even possible?"

Lizzie shrugged. "Something to do with his magic from when he was a human was placed in the bracelet."

Josie nodded slowly. It kind of made sense.

"What happened after your conversation or whatever?" Josie asked.

"I woke up and I decided to try something that I wasn't sure would work, but it did," Lizzie said.

"What did you do?" Josie asked, wondering if she should be preparing for war or something with an original vampire.

"I sort of pulled on the magic in the bracelet and used my magic to try and give it an anchor," Lizzie said.

"An anchor to do what?" Josie asked.

"To form a physical but not physical body here?" Lizzie said, phrasing it like a question.

Josie stared at her twin. "What does that mean?"

"It means that Kol is here right now in a ghostly form but because it was my magic that brought him here, I can see him and I also was able to allow Freya to see him as well."

"Ok," Josie nodded, face unreadable.

"Ok?" Lizzie asked, confused.

Then, Josie's face flushed with anger and she smacked the back of Lizzie's head.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me?" She exclaimed with an exasperated look.

Lizzie rubbed the back of her head. "There was never a really good time to. And I didn't think it would be a good idea to tell you when the boys were around."

Josie was quiet, before conceding silently.

"Fine, but next time please tell me immediately," Josie begged.

"I will, I promise. I'm sorry for not telling you right away," Lizzie apologized.

"It's okay besides I haven't been completely honest with you either -  in a few things," Josie said.

"What do you mean?" Lizzie asked, narrowing her eyes.

The twins had forgotten that they had an audience of two Mikaelsons.

Josie looked down. "I have panic attacks," She whispered.

Lizzie froze. "What?"

Lizzie turned fully to her sister and grabbed her hands. "Wha-why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want you to worry," Josie answered, softly. She stared down at their hands.

"That utter bull shit," Lizzie said darkly and Josie looked up at her surprised. "You're allowed to worry about me but I'm not allowed to worry about you? You're my twin - my other half. If I had known I would have done everything in my power to help you."

Josie felt tears appear in her eyes. "I-I...There because of you."

Then her eyes widened when she realized how that sounded.

"What?" Lizzie whispered, hurt.

"Th-that came out wrong," Josie said, quickly. "They happen because I'm terrified of losing you like mom and dad."

Lizzie was quiet, processing that.

"And..."Josie hesitated on the next part. "Whenever you leave or go off without me, it triggers a panic attack because I start thinking the worst."

"I'm sorry," Lizzie whispered, then she pulled her sister into a hug.

Josie buried her head into Lizzie's hair.

"I-I should have told you. I just...wanted to appear stronger than I actually was." She said, softly.

"I understand," Lizzie whispered. "I love you so much, Jo."

"I love you more, Liz," Josie responded, breathing in the familiar scent of her sister.

Lizzie laughed softly.

"You two are so young," A voice said softly.

The twins released each other startled and turned to Freya.

"Oh shit," Josie stared at Freya in surprise.

Lizzie leaned towards her sister. "Did you forget she was there too?" She whispered.

Josie nodded slowly.

"Lizzie, take off the bracelet please," Freya ordered softly. "My brother doesn't need to be here for this conversation."

Lizzie blinked in surprise, then looked over to Freya's right.

Freya looked over as well and rolled her eyes.

"Stop acting like a child. You are a thousand years old," Freya said. "And I need to have a 'girls' chat with these two and it does not involve you."

Then she turned back to the twins. "Bracelet."

Lizzie took off the bracelet and handed it over. Freya muttered something in an old tongue and the bracelet glowed.

"Now we can talk privately," Freya said, putting the bracelet on the coffee table.

When she turned back to the twins, she had a strange look in her eyes.

"What are you two doing?" Freya asked, looking between the two of them.

Josie exchanged a look with her sister.

"What?" Lizzie asked, confused.

"You two are kids, and yet, you are putting everything on the line to save the future. Why?" Freya asked.

"Because - because we have nothing left," Josie said, meeting Freya's eyes. Josie felt Lizzie flinch beside her.

Freya's eyes widened slightly.

"Our parents died in front of us. Then, we died and became vampire-witch hybrids. And after that, two-thirds of the school that our mom and dad built for the supernatural died in battle. We lost all of our friends, except for one. And when the battle was finally over, she left too," Josie explained as a tear fell down her face.

Lizzie let out a shuddering breath.

"We were alone," Lizzie said, taking over for her twin. "In a place, that used to be our home but now felt like a graveyard."

Josie grabbed her sister's hand.

"We were orphans," Lizzie continued. "We literally died. We were alone and then Josie found a spell that would allow us to time travel. And we did it. Was it stupid and reckless? Probably but what did we have to lose?"

Josie nodded in agreement.

"Besides we didn't mean to go back this far. We only wanted to go back to the battle where we lost everything but the spell messed up and we ended up going over 20 years back in time rather than 4 months," Josie finished.

Freya stared at the two silently. "Why didn't you try again?"

"Because...I don't know," Lizzie wiped her eyes. "We realized this was a chance to fix everything that went wrong, we decided to take it."

"That was stupid," Freya said, bluntly.

"We know, okay?!"

Lizzie's head turned sharply to look at her sister in surprise, Josie rarely ever yelled.

Josie stood up, tears falling down her face. "We know it was stupid. We know that there are so many fucking risks. We know we could ruin everything. We know that we aren't prepared to do this. We know we're too young. We know all that. But it's too late. We can't stop now that we've started. And we're going to see this through to the end, even if it kills us."

Lizzie pushed herself to her feet, so she was standing side by side with her sister.

"We're young, We don't know what we're doing," Lizzie said. "But we're not going to stop. Maybe everything will fall apart. And all this will be for nothing but we have to try. For our parents, for our friends, for Hope, and for ourselves."

"Very well," Freya said, nodding with a smirk.

"Wait, what?" Josie asked in confusion.

"It's clear to me that you two won't stop unless you succeed or you die trying," Freya said, shrugging. "However, as I said before, you two are children, you've barely even lived. Which is why I am going to help you."

"Uh...what?" Lizzie stared at Freya with wide eyes.

"I want to know everything, and I will help you two succeed at your goal," Freya said, simply.

"Why?" Josie questioned.

Freya smiled almost sadly. "I know what it's like to be forced to grow up quickly and I wish for you two to remain the kids that you are," She said, observing them carefully.

"You want to take over for us?" Lizzie asked, indignantly.

"No," Freya disagreed, shaking her head. "I propose we work together, however, I suggest we slow it down a little bit. You two have been rushing to fix the past, and eventually, you will burn yourselves out. So I suggest we slow down a bit."

One look at the twin's faces was Freya needed to see how much the twins disagreed with that plan.

"I am not saying we will stop completely, we would still be changing the future but you need to slow down and let things play out somewhat. And I think you two need time to heal," Freya stated.

Both of the twins looked down at those words, knowing she was right.

Josie wondered why she wanted an adult or parental figure again.

"If you're coming back to Mystic Falls with us, we need a cover story for you and for Davina and Enzo," Lizzie said finally.

Freya frown thoughtfully

"Do you two have a guardian?" Freya inquired.

"No," They said, in unison.

Freya smirked in amusement at the 'twin' response.

Freya cocked her head. "Then we can say that I took in the both of you after you lost your parents. And if people ask questions, we say I was a close friend of your parents. And we could say Enzo is there because of me," She suggested.

"That could work," Josie said, nodding. "But what about Davina?"

"We could say Davina is our younger sister?" Lizzie suggested. "I mean, she had brown hair like you and blue eyes like me, so people might buy it. Although, her eyes and her hair are very different shades but we're actually twins and we don't look alike, so it could work."

Josie considered the idea before nodding. "I guess, Davina Claire is now Davina Parker. But we need a reason for why she wasn't with us when we first came."

Freya spoke up this time. "We could say that I sent you two ahead to prepare 'our' house, while your 'sister' and I stayed back to deal with a few things. Did you say where you were living before to anyone in Mystic Falls?"

"No," Lizzie replied. "Although we did say we were the only siblings in our family."

"Who did you say that to?" Freya asked.

"Just a group of three girls," Josie answered.

Freya nodded contemplatively.

Josie was also trying to think of a solution to that problem, besides compulsion.

"Maybe we could say that we were protecting her because she is the baby of the 'family'?" Lizzie suggested.

"Sure, let's go with that," Josie agreed.

Freya tilted her head in agreement. "Now for where we're from, we could say, New Orleans. That would allow us to have an explanation for us visiting now and possibly in the future."

"Ok," Josie agreed with Lizzie nodding beside her.

"So does this mean, you're like..our new mom?" Lizzie asked, slightly joking.

Josie choked on her spit. Freya stared at Lizzie, speechless.

But Josie noticed the pain in her eyes.

Josie remembered Hope saying how Freya tried to kill herself to save her baby from her Aunt Dahlia but Freya was immortal so she came back but the baby didn't and it devastated her.

One look at Lizzie, told Josie, that she realized the same thing.

Freya swallowed the lump in her throat.

"If you want me to be," Freya finally said. There was a serious note to her voice.

Oh...oh

This was an actual offer.

Freya Mikaelson was offering to be a stand-in mother.

Shit, Josie really did not see this coming.

Josie thought about her parents and knew they would want their daughters to be happy and would want them to move on from them.

Besides, it's not like she would be their actual mom but she would be a maternal figure in their lives.

The twins exchanged a look and came to a silent decision.

"Sure," Josie spoke for the two of them.

Freya's eyes were slightly glossed over.

"I guess we now have 3 moms, Jo," Lizzie joked.

Josie snorted in amusement.

While Freya looked at them in confusion.

Lizzie looked at Freya in realization. "Oh, right. You don't know."

"Know what?" Freya asked.

"Our biological mother was killed months before we were born," Josie explained.

"Then how are you alive?" Freya asked in confusion.

"We're alive because our bio-coven magically transplanted us into our surrogate mom, who was a vampire. And after she gave birth, she ended up raising us," Lizzie finished.

Freya blinked in surprise. "You two have had very interesting lives, haven't you?" Freya observed.

The twins smirked and spoke as one.

"You have no idea."