Anya didn't hear Damon come in until he spoke to her. She looked up, her eyes tear-eyed. "My mom.. she's alive... someone is messing with me..." She said softly, looking back down. "Damon.. who is coming after me..." She said softly. She was scared, what if they hurt her mother because she didn't show? She couldn't let that happen. Wiping her tears away, she stood up. "Thanks, for the food. I'm just going to run to the bathroom." She said. Anya disappeared into the bathroom and turned on the bathwater. There was a small window she could probably squeeze through. She turned towards the door and sighed softly.

She felt awful for leaving without telling him, but this was something Anya had to do on her own. Opening the window, she crawled out. They weren't that far up from the ground, so she was able to gracefully leap down. Looking up, she started in a run. She had to get back back to the bar and get her car, she had to get back to her mom. Anya didn't really know the forest here that well, but she could go on instinct. She ran blindly through the wood, stopping to catch her breath, but it seemed like she was just running in circles. "Dammit!" She called out, exasperated. 

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Klaus arrived at the warehouse before Cassie, so he pondered what he would say and how he would say it. He turned when Cassie approached. "Hello, love. Looking lovely as ever." He complimented, smiling her way. She held up her finger when she answered a phone call, Klaus could hear on the other line Marcel's voice. Well, well, well, what were these two up to? When she told him what was going on, he looked at her curiously. "Interesting... I wonder who would want to take out vampires?" Klaus asked, "We can discuss that later, for now I'd like to talk about a completely different matter." Klaus said, his hands behind his back.

"You know how you want to protect our little witch? Well, it turns out there is a new enemy coming to town, another group of vampires who want her. Marcel wants us to track them down and eliminate them. I guess, whoever pulled this little incident, wanted Marcel and his men to stay busy, I wouldn't put it past if it was this new little group." Klaus said, eyeing Cassie suspiciously. "So, what do you say, would you like to go on a hunting trip with me?" Klaus asked, smirking, "Your reward- being trusted. You won't survive in New Orleans without trust."