-1A/N: Short story that's been nagging to be written. This is set somewhere between Alaric getting his body back and Elena being fed vampire blood. I'm not really sure when.
Klaus captures Elena and tells her she's his reincarnated lover. While she waits for Damon and Stefan to save her, he tells her the story of the time's they've met, and the time's she's died because of him. Will modern day Elena be luckier then her past selves?
Elena woke up on a large comfortable bed. Her hands were tied above her head. She struggled to recall what had happened. She had been leaving the Grill when someone had grabbed her from behind. She wondered if this was Damon's idea of a sick joke. She wouldn't put it past him, though she had kind of hoped he'd be more mature then that.
"Damon! This isn't funny!" she said, angrily tugging at the ropes. She sighed and slumped back down, apparently she couldn't even enjoy a night out to forget the whole sacrifice business without being attacked by something. She was getting really fed up with this whole thing.
"Okay, you've had your fun" she called out, feeling stupid talking to an empty room "please either let me go or do whatever it is you're planning because I have other things to do today" She heard the creak of a floorboard nearby and fixed her eyes on the spot the sound had emanated from. A tall, leonine figure emerged from the shadows. He had messy, dark blonde hair and a feral smile on his face. He looked like a fallen angel.
"Hello Elena" he said, walking slowly towards her "Do you know who I am?" Elena didn't but she could guess.
"Klaus" she whispered. He inclined his head and his smile widened. It was strange seeing him properly, out of Alaric's body.
"It's nice to officially meet you Elena" he said. He moved forward and reached over Elena's head. She flinched away before realising he was merely untying her. She sat up and stretched her arms.
"Why am I here?" she asked, her eyes fixed on his.
"Because I want to talk" he said, simply. He held out a hand which she grudgingly took. Klaus led her into a living room. One she recognized.
"This is Alaric's flat" she said.
"Yes. I'm staying here at the moment. I don't trust hotels. Anyone can enter uninvited…if you get my meaning" he released her hand and seated himself in an armchair, indicating the other seat to Elena. She sat. Klaus picked up a glass of wine that was on the table and looked over the rim at Elena. She wondered if he was doing that just for dramatic effect. He seemed like the type.
"How much do you know about me, Elena?" he asked.
"Only what I've been told and what I've seen" she admitted. What she'd heard had been monstrous and what she'd seen had been even worse.
"Well, I'm guessing from your expression none of it was good. And it was probably true. But you shouldn't be worried. I didn't bring you here to hurt you"
"Then why did you bring me here?" she asked, confused.
"I told you. I wanted to talk"
"About?"
"Patience Elena. I'm asking the questions at the moment" Elena sighed and sat back in her seat. "What do you know of my curse Elena?"
"I know that you're a hybrid and that you need me to break the curse so your werewolf side can be revealed"
"Ah…my brother has been telling stories again" he said, his tone was amused but his eyes were dark.
"So that's not your curse?"
"That's part of it. The other part is the fact that the only way I can break it is by killing the one woman I would never want to hurt" his eyes fell on Elena "You Elena"
"Why wouldn't you want to hurt me? You don't care about me. You killed my best friend. You hurt my brother. You don't care" he got up, placing his glass on the side again.
"I do care Elena. I've watched you die too many times to see it happen again" he said, walking to the kitchen and fetching a second glass "drink?"
"What…? Oh…no thanks" he filled the glass with water anyway and returned "What are you talking about? I've never met you before. How can you have watched me die?"
"Because Elena…you have been born more then once"
"I have no idea what you are talking about" she said, honestly. He sighed.
"You have been reincarnated throughout history Elena. You are not Katerina's doppelganger. She is yours" he sat "I've met you five times in the past. Five times I've loved you, five times I watched you die" he paused and smiled "You don't believe me, do you?"
"Not really"
"Very well. I shall begin at the beginning" he checked his watch "I estimate we have at least half an hour before your Salvatore brother's come searching for you so in that time, I shall tell you our story"
"fine" she waited for him to begin.
"As I said, I met you five times in three different countries. Greece, England and America. Greece was the first"