Note: Okay so a lot of you have been messaging me about what happened to this fanfiction. I took it down for major remodeling, mostly to improve it and limit the profanity to make it more comfortable for some of my younger and timid readers. But thank you for the concern! It was a heart wrenching decision to take it down, especially due to the encouraging comments and viewership of almost 10,000 fans! THAT'S AMAZING! I hope you find your way back to this fanfiction, and I promise to update fast and efficiently.

Prologue

Katherine had been living on her own for over 500 years. Her enemies had chased her to the ends of the earth, but she had always stayed one step ahead of them. And one couldn't simply run without having a few people looking out for her. She had spies everywhere. So it wasn't surprising when word reached her ears that Klaus was looking for the cure. But soon, the question was raised about what she would do with this knowledge.

After getting off the phone with Hayley, she pondered what to do next. Katherine stared out the window, watching the snowfall in the dark. Finally, she reached a decision. First, she called up Will. He was a vampire living down in New Orleans. After a few rings, he picked up.

"Katherine?"

"Will, its me. I need a favor. There's a werewolf named Hayley in Mystic Falls. I need you to get rid of her." Katherine had been recently making the werewolf spy on her behalf. But Hayley had outlasted her usefulness and was becoming a liability. Katherine needed her gone.

"I'm in New Orleans, Kathy. I'm not going to Virginia to fight your petty battles."

"Will, you'll never guess who's in Mystic Falls though." She paused dramatically. "Damon Salvatore." From thousands of miles away, she could feel his attention perk up. "Remember him? The arrangement you had?"

"I remember," Will replied shortly. "Bourbon Street. He got me the IDs and I allowed him to feed in my bar."

"He broke his promise though," Katherine reminded him. "He didn't turn you. Instead, he left you high and dry. But I turned you. You owe me. I even gave you the daylight ring he took from that wench Lexi." Silence. Katherine's lips tugged on a small smile. "I can't make it to Virginia right now. I'm on vacation in Alaska. Just hop on a plane, kill the werewolf, and maybe you can even have a nice chat with your old friend."

"Fine," Will sighed. "Besides, I've been dying to pay my pal a visit." Katherine smiled.

"Thanks. Call me when it's done. I'll be waiting in bed for you when you get back." Katherine hung up and threw her phone on her bed. Like hell she was sleeping with him. Not that he knew that. Katherine Pierce knew how to manipulate men, but now she needed to tie up her loose ends. After killing that stupid mutt Hayley, Will wouldn't survive his encounter with Damon. She was sure of it.

Elijah's Diary: Entry 1

I have spent over a hundred years trying to kill my brother for what he did to our family. And when we were all finally reunited, everything I had hoped and planned to achieve had been burned to ashes. Finn is dead. God knows where Kol and Rebekah are. The last time I saw them, both my siblings had been mourning the loss of our brother, Niklaus, as Alaric had plunged the white oak stake into my brother's heart. Since then, we have all gone our separate ways.

Word has reached my ears, however, that Niklaus still lives and breathes. I want to go to him and apologize for all our quarrels. But we, the original family, can never be at peace with one another. Klaus and Kol would go off slaughtering each other, and Rebekah would embark on one of her childish whims. I've heard stories about my siblings now hunting for a cure for vampirism. A fool's errand, I believe.

However current events have made me begin to question myself, and fate brings me again to Katarina. We met under ill circumstances, and yet still, she lives. I have to admit that I admire her perseverance, though time has changed her. I remember I once admired her innocence and her humanity, qualities that have since disintegrated under her "Katherine facade". This facade is a monster I am partially responsible for, and I fear my conscious will not rest until I have made amends.

There she was. His Katerina. But he would not let his personal feelings get in the way. This was his chance to redeem himself after ruining her life, and carrying out Klaus' orders to slaughter her family. This was his chance to make things right.

"Elijah." She greeted coldly. He nodded his head to acknowledge her. Keeping his composure, he turned and faced the sunset again. Katerina blew a strand of hair out of her face and looked towards his gaze. She turned to face him. "Elijah, let's cut the crap here. I want something, and you want something." The original raised an eyebrow.

"I don't quite catch your meaning."

"No one finds me unless I want them to, and I would probably be dead if you wanted me dead." Katerina shifted her weight, smirking. "So what do you want from me?"

"You first?" He asked cautiously. Elijah knew that there must be some purpose, some hidden motive behind her appearance. Maybe, he could make it up to her somehow later. She was quiet for a moment.

"I need your help." Elijah smiled. He could sense how difficult it was for her to ask him for his assistance. "Its about the cure." His smile faded.

"What about it?" He spat. He furrowed his eyebrows in anger. This cure, this new obsession his siblings have taken hold of, this prize that had caught his Katerina's eye, was going to be the downfall of them all. Nothing but sorrow could come from this fool's errand.

"I know it exists, and I want to trade it for my freedom." Elijah remained quiet. Millions of thoughts flew through his head. He turned to look at her, and found himself staring. The soft, fading sunlight made her face glow with radiance, and a sudden question formed at the back of his mind.

"Why are you here, Katerina?" He asked softly. "You don't need me to do this. We both know that your are perfectly capable of handling yourself." She looked down, suddenly interested at the stone patchwork on the balcony floor. Elijah sighed. "To be honest, Katarina, I want to make amends for everything I have done to you." He paused. "I'll help you find the cure, if it will result in your forgiveness." Katherine smiled widely. "Let's go for a walk," he decided. "I'll meet you downstairs in the lobby. The bathroom is over there so you can freshen up." He straightened his tie and went down the elevator.

Elijah could feel something when they were together on the balcony. All his time, he had tricked himself into believing that he solely wanted to make amends with Katerina Petrova. However his heart asked for more. Elijah's ears were yearning to hear those three precious words; "I love you." However he was completely unaware to what his beloved Katerina had in store for him.

And when Elijah had left her, Katherine went to the bathroom and wiped away her fake tears. Everything was going exactly as planned. Her phone rang and she rushed to answer it.

"What!?" She spat.

"What!?"

"Whoa, whoa. No need to be cranky, Kathy," Will chuckled. "I just laid eyes on my favorite Salvatore." He could hear Katherine sigh on the other end of the phone.

"Is the bitch, Hayley, dead?" She asked.

"No, but I'm working on it. She's leaving town in a few hours." He paused. "I missed you."

"I missed you too. But you know I can't come back when that werewolf is out there. Please, Will?" She pleaded. Will sighed.

"Don't worry. I'm on it." He looked out the window of his car again. "But the main reason I called was to tell you that there's a girl named Elena who looks just like you."

"I know. She's my doppelganger."

"Seriously?"

"Yea, I know. Hard to believe. I've met her before, and she's tried to kill me more than once." Will's eyes narrowed.

"Do you want me to take care of her for you?" He asks. He closed his eyes. He couldn't imagine anyone trying to hurt his Kathy. He would kill them if they tried.

"No. It's fine." She sighed deeply. "I've forgiven her. And it would take too much time. I want to be with you as soon as possible."

"You're too nice for your own good, you know that?" Katherine laughed on the other end.

"Hmmm. Anyway I have to go. I'll see you back in New Orleans."

"Okay. Kathy? Don't worry. I'll take care of the werewolf for you." He watched Hayley walk out of The Grill, a cup of coffee in hand. "She won't last the night. And after I kill Salvatore, I'll grab a plane back to see you." He paused. "I love you. I love you so damn much." There was silence on the other end. Had she hung up? But then, he heard her breathing softly through the phone.

"I love you too."

The evening approached and Elijah was in pure bliss. He was wrong. She hadn't changed a bit. But Katerina was now stronger and more confident now, which he didn't mind. In fact, he admired her. After all she had been through…

"I spent a few years in China, I think." Katherine smiled. A cool breeze on the beach blew through her hair, and waves crashed in the background. "It was an odd experience. You see, I was a farmer. And there were a lot of cows. And chickens. And pigs." She sniffed distastefully. "There was poop everywhere," she added under her breath.

"I see," Elijah chuckled.

"Hey! I had to fly under the radar for a while. I didn't live classy until the 19th century." Katherine smiled to herself. "But enough about me. How about you?" Elijah looked away. To be honest, there wasn't really much to tell. He'd had a vendetta against Klaus ever since 1492, when his brother had tried to kill Katherine. And ever since then, Klaus had taken everyone Elijah had loved away from him.

"Well I spent a good three centuries trying to kill Klaus for what he did to my family. But when the time came, I could never kill him. He's my brother," Elijah murmured. He closed his eyes.

"I hated him too," She whispered. She turned to face him. "He pretended to care for me and court me, only to rip my heart out and spill my blood over a silly rock." She kicked the sand in frustration. "When I tried to escape, I had no idea what he would do to my family. He slaughtered them. Like cattle." The face of her mother's dead body flashed into her mind. They were innocent, she realized. And their deaths were her fault. "Its also why I don't think I could ever love you, Elijah. And don't pretend like you don't." She turned to face the original vampire. "I know you've been staring." She sighed loudly. "You hurt me almost as much as Klaus did, you know? You were my friend. Or you pretended to be my friend." Elijah placed his head in his hands. "How could you do it? How could you face me everyday, knowing that your brother was going to kill me on the next full moon? When Trevor first told me about the plan, I didn't believe him. Vampires, witches, they didn't exist. But the thing that kept me from running was that I trusted you. I never thought that you would do anything to hurt me."

"I tried to save you," he whispered. Elijah looked up to meet her eyes. "I'm so sorry."

"You didn't try hard enough," Katherine snarled. "And I've been running for over 500 years. There's no way I could ever get any of that time back." Elijah took her hands in his.

"I promise you that I will help you regain your freedom from my brother. I give you my word." He released her hands from his. "I'm sorry that you had to go through so much pain in your life. Now it's time for me to right the sins I have committed. Helping you after my betrayal is the honorable thing to do." Katherine looked at him, deciding what to say next.

"You're word means nothing to me unless you prove to me that you can be trusted," She said cautiously. "But freedom. Wow. What would you do with all that time?"

"I honestly don't know," Elijah replied. "Perhaps I might move back to Europe. And you?" She turned to look towards the ocean waves.

"When I get my freedom, I hope to find love someday." She paused and looked at him sadly. "But I'm not sure I can find it with you. I'm not even sure that I can trust you."

"You can trust me," he assured her. "You may not have feelings for me now, but hopefully, we can rekindle what we had before." He turned around and left her staring at the waves. Katherine smiled to her herself. He had given her his word that he would help her. No matter what. Elijah had fallen into her trap perfectly. Out of the guilt she caused him to feel, he would do anything to redeem himself. To clarify, yes she was angry at Klaus. But she was also furious at Elijah as well. He had destroyed her life just as much as Klaus had. But slowly, Katherine could feel her anger towards him melt away.

"Will?"

"Yes?"

"Would it be a problem to spy a little bit on some of the vampires in town?" Katherine pleaded through the phone. "You know about that vampire Klaus? Well rumor has it that he's looking for a cure."

"Klaus? The vampire who wanted to kill you?" Will started his car and followed Hayley move towards the Lockwood mansion.

"Yea. And don't even think about trying to kill him. I told you. He's invincible. But think about it. If we could get our hands on it, I wouldn't have to run. We could be together for real, and not hide. But don't kill the werewolf yet, or else he'll know that you're near."

"Okay. But Kathy?"

"Hm?"

"I know this is completely the wrong time and place and all. But I need to ask you something."

"Yes?"

"After all of this is over, we could go to Vegas and get married." It was silent on the other end. "Or not," he added hastily. "I mean I can understand if you're not ready, and all. We've only been together for a while. And there's still a lot to handle afterwards."

"Will? Shut up." Katherine laughed on the other side of the line. "Of course I'll marry you. But only after the werewolf is taken care of, and after we find the cure. I want everything to be perfect when we do this." Will breathed a sigh of relief.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too. See you in New Orleans."

Katherine couldn't wait for Will's encounter with Damon. She could imagine a thousand different colorful ways for Will's death, but it had to be orchestrated so it wouldn't leave a trace of her involvement. However, she must admit that Will was proving much more useful than she thought he would be. But she had to play it smart.

Elijah was more than willing to play her game. Everyday, they would go on walks together along the beach, just talking. He was honestly not that bad of a guy, and if it weren't for the current circumstances, she would have liked him. It was a shame that he was just a pawn, though. Katherine had no doubt that he would be good in bed.

The only thing about Elijah that bothered her was his obsession with honor. At times, it was quite romantic and sexy. But other times, it was extremely annoying. For example, he always drank his blood from blood bags. For a while, Katherine endured the stale taste of the blood for days, but soon, she was getting restless. She was a hunter, and hunters need to hunt.

"Room service," The man said. Katherine moved aside and held the door open for the man to come in with his cart. It all smelled delicious, but Katherine was only focused on the blood pumping through his body. In a move to fast for anyone to see, she dug her fangs into his neck, gulping down the hot liquid. Suddenly, the man was gone, and Elijah was pinning her to the wall.

"What are you doing, Katarina?" He looked distastefully at her blood-soaked clothes.

"I'm hungry," she growled. "There's nothing to eat here except stale blood." But soon, she realized her mistake. Elijah's disapproving looks made her realize that she had to think of something up quick. She looked down shamefully. "I'm sorry. I just snapped. He cut himself on a knife…" She met Elijah's eyes, her eyes filled with fake tears and remorse. But Elijah's grip softened, and Katherine breathed a sigh of relief. While Elijah compelled her victim to forget, Katherine made a list of things to say. "I really am sorry," she murmured quietly to Elijah. "I couldn't help myself, and I hate it when I just loose control. It's like I'm not even me anymore."

"Don't blame yourself," Elijah said softly. "I haven't been…a saint over the past few years. But you know what I have helpful?" Katherine shook her head. Barely concealing a smile, he asked "Have you ever heard of a sober coach before?"

"Fine. Deal," Katherine replied, laughing. "You'll watch me, and I'll watch you. But I have to warn you, I can be hard to control sometimes."

"Nothing I can't handle," Elijah replied. And to finish the deal, he sealed it with a quick kiss. Katherine seemed stunned for a moment, but she pulled his head in a kissed him back. But at the back of her mind, she was secretly pleased with herself with fooling the original vampire yet again.

Will couldn't believe how much shopping the werewolf did. First, she went to the mall and spent hours trying to pick out a dress. Were all girls like this? He'd never been shopping with Kathy before, but she couldn't be like this, could she? If she was like that, Will wasn't sure how he was going to survive being married to her. Marriage. Will could barely comprehend it. In fact, he was a little surprised that she had accepted. The words had just slipped out of his mouth by accident. But it was exactly what he wanted. He couldn't imagine living without Kathy, and since she accepted, he guessed she felt the same way.

Finally, Hayley drove up the driveway to the Lockwood Manor again for the second time that day. Will guessed that she was living there. Voices started to murmur from the house, so Will stayed sitting in his car and closed his eyes. He expanded his hearing to 50 feet. 60 feet. 70 feet.

"Shopping, again?" Tyler asked.

"Yea," Hayley replied.

"My mom's going to freak when she sees the credit card bill, Tyler muttered. Will heard the rustling of footsteps as Tyler helped Hayley with her shopping bags.

"Well I'm bored, " Hayley huffed. "You and your girlfriend go out with your vampire friends, while I'm left here high and dry. At least tell me what you know about the cure." Tyler hesitated for a moment, debating whether he could trust her or not.

"Please?" Hayley pleaded. Katherine had been bugging her for new information for days now, not that Tyler or Will knew that. Tyler sighed. And so he told her everything.

"You need a Bennet witch to unlock Silas' tomb," Hayley explained. "And I doubt Bonnie would help you. She's busy working for professor crazy." Hayley exited Tyler's house and entered her car. She somewhere to go.

"A Bennet witch?" Katherine asked. "Why?"

"Something about the Bennet family tree being descendants of Qetsiyah, some old hag who created the immortality spell and trapped Silas on an island." There was silence on the other end. Hayley took out her keys and started her car. "Yeah, yeah. I know. It's a problem." She paused. "Need anything else?"

"No, not really. Thanks Hayley."

"No problem." Hayley hung up and drove away from Tyler's house. After Shane had told her of his brilliant plan to raise her parents from the dead, she had ditched him. It was time to take matters into her own hands. The professor was obviously crazy, which meant that there might be a chance that her parents were alive. And she knew someone who could help her find out. Hayley pressed the gas pedal harder. She didn't want to be late to her meeting with Klaus. They had agreed to meet outside of town, about forty minutes away. And as she left, she was unaware of Will's presence across the street, lingering on every word she had said on her phone call to Katherine Pierce.

Katherine found Elijah asleep on lawn chair. She stopped to look at him. He looked so peaceful. A breeze brushed through his hair, and Katherine couldn't imagine that this man, this 1000 year old man, was capable of hurting anyone. But that wasn't true. He had hurt her.

"Elijah?" She whispered. She shook him gently. Elijah opened his eyes groggily. "I have to go to New Orleans for a few days to take care of some business. I'll be back." Torn about what to do next, she kissed him softly on the lips. She smiled at him and left.

Hayley had said that she needed a descendant of the witch Qetsiyah to open Silas' tomb for the cure. Bonnie Bennet sure as hell wouldn't have lifted a finger to help her, even if she wasn't under the influence of the crazy professor. Thankfully, her network of spies had come through again. There was another witch family, the Deveraux family, who just so happened to be loosely related to that Qetsiyah bitch. Specifically, there were two sisters that could help her.

Quickly packing her clothes, she opened the door to leave pausing what to say next. She couldn't use the "I love you," card right now. The time wasn't right. So instead, she settled her saying "Bye, Elijah. I'll call you." And as she got onto a plane set for New Orleans, she realized that she just might miss him a little.

"Katherine?" Sophie Deveraux exclaimed. "Oh my god. Jane-Anne! Come!" Throwing down her dishtowel, she ran and hugged the vampire. Katherine almost fell over. Damn. The witch was strong.

"Hey Sophie," she exclaimed with fake enthusiasm. "Nice place," she remarked. Katherine scanned the empty bar. It was an hour past closing time, and it seemed like it had been a busy night. "Can I have a beer?"

"Of course," Sophie remarked. "Closing time was an hour ago, and we're just cleaning up. But was can make an exception." She motioned for her sister to pour Katherine a glass. "On the house, for an old friend." Katherine took a few sips before placing the glass on the table."

"I would be lying if I said that I came here to visit you," Katherine started. She paused, thinking about what to say next. "But you guys would know if was lying. Can you guys do me a favor?"

"Anything," Jane-Anne said. "What do you need?" She placed all the shot glasses from the table into the dishwasher.

"I need to get to the cure, the one you're great great great grandmother created. Me and a few others have gone crazy looking for it, and I came to ask her some information. Also, a little help."

"But I thought you like being a vampire," Sophie exclaimed. Jane-Anne looked mildly confused.

"I do," Katherine replied hastily. "Trust me. The last thing I want to do is take it. It's for…a friend."

"That's sweet," Jane-Anne said. She proceeded to wipe the bar counter vigorously. "But I thought you said that you and a few others were looking for it." Katherine nodded.

"But, there's only one cure," Sophie whispered quietly.

"Only one cure?" Katherine echoed. She shoved the fact aside, for it didn't necessarily ruin her plans to gain her freedom. "It doesn't matter. One dose is enough. I need you guys to open the spell placed on his tomb, after we find the location of his burial place."

"But the cure was meant for Silas," Jane-Anne reminded her softly. Sophie whirled around to face her sister.

"If Silas hasn't woken up by now, he probably won't wake up later. Besides. His tomb has a sealing spell. He won't be able to get out even if he was awake."

"I guess," Jane-Anne replied hesitantly.

"Just lift the spell for me, and I'll go in and grab the cure. You guys can reseal the tomb when I'm done," Katherine suggested. Jane-Anne shook her head, and even Sophie looked down sheepishly. "What's wrong?" Katherine demanded.

"Our blood line is so loosely tied to Qetsiyah that I doubt we could perform the spell even if we wanted to," Jane-Anne explained. "The spell requires someone with Qetsiyah's blood, and ours is do diluted that the spell wouldn't work anyway. The only family with enough of Qetsiyah's heritage is the Bennet family. I think they live in Mystic Falls, Virginia."

"Crap," Katherine muttered. "The other people looking for the cure, they want it first. They have a Bennet witch, and I highly doubt that Klaus-"

"Wait. Klaus is looking for the cure?" Sophie asked coldly.

"Yea. He wants to turn his precious doppelganger in Mystic Falls back into a human. He wants to create his hybrids again." The sisters exchanged looks before diving in.

"Look. If you can get to the island first, then you can snatch the cure right under the hyrbrid's nose when the spell is lifted off the tomb." Sophie looked at her sister. "We can't allow him to create more hybrids. It's not the way of nature."

"But I don't even know where the tomb is," Katherine whined miserably.

"Neither do we. But I think I know someone who can help. Have you ever heard of the hunter's curse?" Jane-Anne asked. Katherine shook her head. "A witch cast a spell on five men, who were charged to kill vampires with every last breath they had. And every vampire they killed, a tattoo would grow on their bodies. After a while, the meaning of the tattoos was lost to the next generations of hunters, but we witches remember. The tattoo would spread and grow into-"

"A map," Katherine finished excitedly. "A map to the tomb." She picked up her beer glass and drank the entire thing in one shot. "Happen to know any hunters?"

"As a matter of fact, we do."

Hayley was sick of Shane lying to her. The professor had lied to her, and she didn't like it. Hopefully, Klaus would shed some light on her current predicament. He had to know where her parents were. He had to.

As she pulled in to a truck stop, she thought about how she would explain to Katherine that she was going to look for her birthparents instead of being her spy in Mystic Falls. Although Katherine had been a great friend, it was time for Hayley to find her family. But she better leave out the part where she had arranged this meeting with Klaus. Katherine sure wouldn't like that.

Will pulled in behind Hayley's car, silently getting out and hiding behind a truck. He had heard her full conversation with Katherine's doppelganger, Elena, outside Tyler Lockwood's house. He was truly unaware of the fact that the person on the other end of the phone had been Katherine herself. He moved in fast, grabbing Hayley by the neck and throwing her down. Nothing was going to ruin the life he would build with his fiancée. And his fiancée wanted the werewolf dead. Just as he was going to rip out Hayley's heart, a hand clamped his shoulder and spun him around.

"Now that's no way to treat a lady," Klaus said. Will watched in horror as Klaus' fangs grew, and the hybrid lunged at his neck. Klaus smiled and watched the vampire stumble away. Wiping the blood off his mouth, he offered a hand to Hayley on the ground. She hesitantly took it. "This is what happens to the friends of Katherine Pierce," Klaus chuckled. "She sent him to kill you." Hayley slowly recovered from the shock, determined to kill the scheming vampire bitch.

"I was spying for her," she muttered angrily. "But I just told her that you guys were looking for the cure, and that you had a Bennet witch." Klaus pondered the information.

"That's quite alright, sweetheart. She can't get in our way now. Besides, Katerina won't be causing much trouble any longer."

"There's a man named Gavin Vaughn in Chicago. He's a hunter, but I'm not exactly sure how many vampires he's killed." Sophie struggled to remember. "Three, maybe four?" Katherine scoffed.

"Well how many vampires does he need to kill to complete the tattoo?" She asked.

"About thirty," Jane-Anne replied. "The good news is that there's plenty of vampires in Chicago, but you're going to have to train the hunter." Katherine got up to leave.

"Thanks guys," she said. "You've all been a great help. Can you by any chance come up to help? Even if you're not able to unseal the tomb, witches are better than having no witches." Jane-Anne looked at her sister.

"We can't leave," Sophie said. "We can't even perform any magic. Marcel won't let us."

"Marcel? Who's Marcel?"

"He's the vampire who runs the city. No magic allowed. It's been a nightmare," Jane-Anne sighed. "He owns everyone in the city. By day, he and a small group of select vampires roam around town with their daylight rings. At night, well, lets just say he owns the nightlife around here. It's not safe to be out at night."

"And one more thing," Sophie remarked. "Silas has been desiccated for over a thousand years. Even more. His hands are around the cure, and his grip will be like stone. Even with your vampire abilities, you wouldn't be able to grab the cure from him. So bring a few drops of blood with you. About three. No more. You don't want him to wake up. Believe me. None of us do."

"Three drops should be enough to loosen his grip and get the cure," Jane-Anne continued. "We don't want him roaming around. There's no way of knowing for sure that the Bennet witch will reseal the tomb."

"Thanks guys," Katherine said. She pulled out her phone and called Elijah. He picked up after one ring. It was a sign that she still had him hooked around her finger. "Hey. I'm still in New Orleans right now but I'm heading up to Chicago tomorrow. Can you meet me there?"

"Of course, Katerina. May I ask about the purpose of this delightful trip?"

"There's a way to find out where the tomb is," Katherine explained. "We won't be able to enter it because of a sealing spell, but we can wait for Klaus and the others to show up. We'll be waiting for them there."

"And the answer is in Chicago? What could possibly lead us to a tomb that's been hidden for over 2000 years?" I knew this was a fool's errand, he thought to himself.

"A vampire hunter. You've heard of the five hunters before, haven't you?"

"Yes," Elijah replied surprised. "I've met them. And you say that there's a hunter in Chicago?"

"Exactly. His tattoo will grow into a map. But he has to kill vampires to grow his tattoos," Katherine said hesitantly. Would he continue to help her? Elijah sighed on the other end.

"I am quite aware of the hunter's tattoo, Katerina. And I believe that there are a few dishonorable vampires in Chicago that I wouldn't mind in a box." Katherine broke into a smile. "Besides, I promised that I'd help you. You can trust me. I always keep my word."

"Thank you," Katherine managed. "I honestly don't know what to say. You're giving me this chance to trade the cure for my freedom." She switched the phone to the other ear. "I love you," she blurted. Silence.

"I love you too, Katerina. You have no idea how long I have been waiting to hear those words."

"I'll see you in two days," Katherine replied. "And then, you can hear those words as many times as you want." She hung up, facing two surprised witches.

"I though you were stealing the cure away from Klaus," Sophie accused. "Not trading it for you're freedom."

"Ladies, relax. I lied on the phone. I don't plan to trade the cure with Klaus for my freedom. I plan to shove it down his throat."

As Katherine left, Sophie and Jane-Anne had to admit that the vampire's plan was not a bad one. Witches have been trying to kill Klaus for years, and now, the time was ripe. If Katherine failed, they entertained with the idea of attempting to kill Klaus themselves after they got rid of Marcel. But that was only if Katherine failed.

Note: Keep in mind that a part of Katherine is using Elijah, although she learns to love him later. So their love story might have a bit of a bumpy start, but that's what happened in the show. Keep reading! Also, the witches in New Orleans and the hunter are actually really in the show, in case you guys haven't watched THE ORIGNALS premiere or the episode on the island.

Note: Check out my newer fanfiction concerning Tom Riddle and his time spent at Hogwarts through the eyes of his fellow student. Although it doesn't have as amazing a following then my Kalijah couple, it's still worth taking a peek.