This should be easy.

A stake right through the heart, he won't even have the time to turn around and look at her with those gorgeous icy blue eyes that pierced her soul every time.

It should be easy, but there she was, hesitating at 6 feet from him.

''Very foolish of you to come here after you shoved my head in a tank of vervain. If you wanted a water fight, you could've just told me. That was cheating.''

The brunette held the stake in her left hand tightly behind her back, cursing mentally. How come he knew she was here?

''Next time you try sneaking up on me, remember to spill another perfume on you. This one's way too...old.''

Katherine let the stake fall back in the pocket of her jacket. Of course he'd recognise her scent. He always has.

This was going to be a long night.

24 hours ago

The sound of heels clicking on the wooden floor echoed in the whole Mikaelson house, until they stopped, right in front of him. Katherine placed her hands on his table, leaning just a little bit in close, her curls framing her oval face. He had to admit, she was beautiful, even when she was furious. Or in a bad mood.

''I'm quitting.''

Her tone was cold and sharp, and if he didn't know better, she'd never raise her voice at him unless she was frustrated.

''Come again?''

''I'm done. Killing your little vampire pets was something, but Damon? There's a whole gang in Mystic Falls that are surrounding him 24/7. I'm not going to go alone in there and end his pathetic life only because you wish so.''

Klaus sighed, getting up from his chair and stepping closer to her, running her fingers through her hair.

''Is it what this is about, love? Are you sure that you don't want to kill him because you have a soft spot for him?''

Katherine scoffed, but she realised that mocking Klaus wasn't one of the best idea, so she gulped, taking a deep breath while avoiding his eyes. Why did he always have to invade her personal space?

''I don't have a soft spot for anyone but myself.''

''Katerina, I thought you knew that lying is a sin. I also thought you knew what I do to people that lie to me. Let's play nice, shall we? You kill whoever I want, I let you alive. That was our deal, since you weren't capable of bringing me the cure. You don't want to experience what Silas has put me through. You might not make it alive like you always do.''

''I brought the cure.'' the brunette tried to put as much venom as she could in her voice without him noticing.

''...but Elijah-'' she continued, only to be stopped by Klaus, that placed a finger against her lips.

''Elijah seems to care more about our stupid little sister and her deadly desire of becoming human than your life.''

Katherine opened her mouth to protest, but realised that it was in vain. She closed her mouth, waiting for him to continue.

''Now stop playing circus and do your job, sweetheart. There's no one in there you can't deal with. Especially now that Elena is locked away due to her lack of humanity. You can handle Stefan and some teenager amateurs.''

She didn't want to kill Damon. He was the only one who didn't give up on her after 145 years. They always had their fights, but that didn't mean she wanted him dead. She enjoyed the new Damon, the rough monstrous one. She loved the old one too, no matter how many times she lied him about it. It was easier that way to hide her feelings and not believe in them.

She was Katherine Pierce. She didn't let love get in the way.

There wasn't an easy choice, though. Either she tried to save Damon for a short time (because if she didn't kill him, Klaus surely would) and died, or she killed him and his so called 'friends' will look for revenge.

''Why do you want him dead?''

This question was in her mind from the beginning. Why? Why now?

''This is none of your business. You just execute. Are we clear?''

''But he's never alone...''

'' .clear!''

He gripped her shoulders, shaking her for a moment. His question didn't sound like a question, more like an annoyed exclamation. She knew what this meant, it meant he was losing his patience. This wasn't good. Katherine nodded, focusing on the floor. An evil smirk played upon his features, and he finally let her go, returning to his spot on the chair.

''Wonderful. You have a week.''

If her eyes could shoot and Klaus would have been human, he'd be dead by now. With a hateful glare she turned around to leave.

''Oh, and love? Don't get lost on the way back. It'd be exhausting to drag you back here by your hair. Wouldn't want such beautiful curls to end up floor sweepers.''