It was 1922...finally, me and Ian have just got off the road, we are in New York now, and the police haven't been on our trail once, just a bunch of mysterious house fires and deaths scattered from Virginia to New York. Everything back home in Saint Falls is fine, nothing unusual happened according to Niklaus, who by the way has asked us all to start calling him Klaus, he says it sounds more "modern" for the 20's. Me however, I love the name Katerina, but if things start heating up with dead people, I might have to change it too! Moving on...we arrived at Ian's sister, Sofia's house, she's super sweet and was kind enough to invite us into her home. She made us lunch, however I had a different idea, I think she would make a pretty fine lunch herself. And without thinking about the consequences, I slowly walked up to her, told her not to scream or move, then I plunged my fangs into her neck and sucked the life out of her. Then of course...I ripped her throat out, but with terrible timing, Ian walked in and saw his dead sister on the floor. He looked at me with anger and rage in his eyes, then I started to think about what I had just done, and how Ian would never forgive me. But this wasn't my fault, I was high off blood like some psycho lady. I started crying without realizing it, Ian knew what had happened because he was thinking it too...so he held me in his arms and then poof...he snapped my neck so I would be back to normal. I woke up a few hours later in a bed, I didn't recognize where I was at. Then I saw Ian walking into the room with breakfast for both of us, he layed down on the bed with me and we ate in silence, I asked him where we were, he told me in an old friends house in New York. It was dark outside I noticed to. Suddenly, Ian told me to put a dress on, he got me a beautiful white dress so I looked like an elegant flapper, he dressed in a very handsome suit, he never told me where we were going, but then we showed up somewhere called "Sofia's Place" it was a bar with music from a classic jazz band and dancing all night long. The place belonged to his sister Sofia, so I understand why he wanted to take me here, it's her legacy, and then without a warning, Ian picked me up, spinning me around until we were on the dance floor, we danced and drank until morning. Then we went back to the house where we regretted everything we've done the past few years, laughed, had mind-blowing sex, and packed everything up. The next morning we were on our way back to Saint Falls, it only took us two days since we didn't stop at every town to feed, just some people at the gas stations. Finally we arrived at home to a terrible surprise...