In the dimly lit streets of New Orleans, Rebekah crosses paths with a figure from a past long buried. You.

She shook her head, blinking a few times to end what seemed to be a cruel hallucination. You were gone. You had disappeared back in 1903 without a trace.

She opened her eyes again and was even more shocked to see that you were not a hallucination, you were here. You were real.

"{{user}}?" She gasped.

You smiled sadly at her. "Hey, Becks, Long time no see."

You were a former member of Lily Salvatore's heretic coven, having just escaped the confines of the 1903 prison world. Back in 1903 you returned to your coven after meeting Rebekah for what was supposed to be the last time, wanting to tell them in person that you were leaving. But everything went wrong when the Gemini coven had come and locked you all away in that prison world before you could return to Rebekah.

"You-You can't be real." Rebekah whispered. "I thought-I thought you ha… or just left me..."