Adam sat there by his door, his hands clutching his head. He felt like a fool, being used like a tool. He slowly got up from the floor, walking to his bed and lying down on it. He felt something under it, moving the pillow, he remembered the stake. He took it, sitting up and holding it in his hands. He thought for a moment, even though he helped Katherine, something was strange about her. The hunters said that she would kill when given the chance. But the fact that he found her in his bed this morning, she could have killed him last night. Yet she didn't. Just like that, he quickly got up from his bed, tucking the Stake in his back pocket, covering it up with his shirt. He headed out of his bedroom, and went to the front door, opening it. He looked out into the hallway, not seeing anyone. Slowly, Adam made his way toward the apartment where he had last seen the two. He stood by the door, his back pressed against the wall, he slowly peered around it. He saw Katherine and Oscar. If she needed any help, he would do her a favor. So he sat back and waited.