I'm never going to sleep again. Ever. Why does he have to be so loud??

[He grunts himself awake and sits up on a strange couch he definitely didn't fall asleep on the night before and looks around, first checking for restraints because that's the first thing his darling dad or surviving siblings would've tried if they ever kidnapped him, but finding nothing.] Huh. [He reaches out his foot but there doesn't seem to be a magic barrier there either. Well, if they're planning something, he'll wait. This should be interesting.

He makes his way to the kitchen and helps himself to a jar of Nutella, scooping up the spread with his fingers and spooning it into his mouth as he hops up to sit on the counter and wait.]

[The video clicks on and Stiles' face appears, paler than usual, but his hands and shirt are covered in blood. The background of the video is at the hospital at Watchtower.]

I don't know who came after my dad tonight, but you just made a really big fucking mistake.

[She spends the entire day feeling slightly off balance in a way that's familiar. It's the way she'd feel before a vision. The tiniest bit woozy and on edge. The vision doesn't come until that evening. It isn't painful like they used to be. It's clear. She sees River and Kaylee, and they're being held captive and tortured by Kol Mikaelson. There's blood, and she knows what he's trying to do. Trying to drain the vervain out of their system. She stays calm, clutching onto the desk in front of her as she searches the vision until she figures out where they are.

When it ends she feels a little more tired than usual, but she straightens anyway, and immediately picks up her tablet. She's not going to try going up against Kol by herself, half-demon powers or not. She wishes Angel was there, that the whole team was. It's the first time she's had a vision without having a team at all.

She'll make do.]

[Kai]

I need your help. [The urgency in her voice is unmistakable.]

[Delayed -- After the Rescue Mission -- Kol]

Don't come after any of mine again. You're lucky all you got was set on fire and impaled.

[Delayed -- After the Rescue Mission -- Allison]

I don't even know where to start with you. [The disapproval on her face is obvious.]

He's not here. I checked everywhere.

Liv
Hey, Sissy. We need to talk.

Open to all
Did you guys hear they're remaking Baywatch?

Okay, Little Witch. Don't be a coward and show yourself. You know who you are.

[When the car plows through the portal, he's not expecting the massive crash.

He's also expecting there to be a driver.

The car doesn't stop until it hits the wall, leaving Lorne coughing and sputtering in the backseat...far more alone than he ought to be.

He's unaware of the tablet sitting on an overturned oil drum a few feet away, recording the sight of the baby blue convertible smoking and destroyed, and empty save for him as he stumbles out of the backseat, brushing off his shirt.]

Okay, kids, this stopped being funny when we crashed the car!...Angelcakes?...Gunn? Cordy!

[Turning in a slow circle, the green-skinned, red horned demon standing in the middle of an abandoned warehouse, looks around suspiciously as a terrible realization dawns in his features.]

...ohhhhhkay, if this dimension doesn't have mixed drinks and R&B? I'm gonna make my mother proud and riot.

[*Cordelia]
Dad? Is that you?

Hey Sissy, you busy?

How are things?

[Kai]
So, you've been quiet.

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So, I watched that show last night? The one about Beacon Hills?

Anyone from a world where I'm dead...guy me or chick me...you all better promise me, especially all the Lydias, that you are not as stupid as those assholes. Okay?

Jesus.

Whoa, Mel Gibson took a dark turn, huh?

[Liv]
Hey, Sissy. How are you feeling?

[Allison is weak. Not just for a vampire, but weak in general. She's in bed and she looks worn out.] I know you like to see the best in people, but please never go near that witch Kai.

[Kai]
[Her eyes are black and her teeth are rows of fangs. She looks fierce, but sounds tired.] I'm going to make you wish you'd killed me.