She freezes thinking she's done for, he found out about all the jobs she used to run before she turned straight and tried to live a normal life. Moving back home was hard but her family had accepted her like nothing ever happened, she started keeping a journal after her father had given her the one the suit had in his hand. Her papa told her, with this you can never forget who you are and where you come from. If you do I'll be here with you to help you remember. He took out the side fold revealing a family portrait from her childhood.
Elijah had read and reread this journal after finding it in her room during the initial sweep of her house he kept it to himself not wanting anyone else to read her thoughts. It was against the rules of the bureau but he couldn't help it, everyday he said he would turn it in to evidence but he never did. It took him a whole seven months of cold trails to finally decide to read what was inside that book pulling it from the secret compartment in his desk in the home he shared with Tatia.
Kat looked at the book again realizing there was no evidence bag around it, anything to indicate that it had even been used against her. She reaches out for it pulling back when she grazes his fingers but only for a moment. Then she finds her inner fire and reaches for her journal again grasping it firmly willing him to let it go. Waiting for a few seconds before she succeeds in making him give it to her she reaches for the fold looking for the photo tapped to the inside of it.
Again he is in awe of her, no anger just a persistent look in her eyes as she silently tells him to give her the book. It didn't go unnoticed that his touch made a fire light her up like a Katy Perry video. Wow he needed to stop hanging out with Rebekah in his free time. He lets the book go, wanting to see this through. She scrapes at the side of the journal where the glue has long disappeared pulling at the photograph of her family he noticed long ago. She pulls it out making sure not to rip it, he speaks, "I apologize for taking it although I'm sure you're just as glad as I am that this did not end up in the wrong hands."
She nods readily in agreement, though wary of what's to come in exchange. Is that why they're in this room she wonders gasping audibly. He seems to have come to the same conclusion and quickly stands up shaking his hands in front of her frantically. He says, no I'm not going to sleep with you, that's the furthest thing from my mind, I just meant that you'd be in more trouble if someone found your rather detailed recounts of your past." She sighs a breath of relief and says, thank you for this gesturing to the journal and photo. He nods again, not a man of many words she notices. She can't help feel a little stuck at his earlier words saying sex with her was the farthest from his mind.
She looks relaxed and offended all at once, real smooth Elijah he thinks. Why wasn't he as graceful with his words as he was with weapons, hunting, strategic planning even? He doesn't know why his words fail him even more so, he thought it would be easy like the scenes he used to enact in his mind playing out how he would meet her face to face. Now here she was and when he spoke it was in syllables or to insult her body.
She really hoes the animosity lurking in her doesn't show, as she decides it's better to pretend the last few minutes didn't happen. Closing the journal she turns on the side of her chairs flinching at the sound of her cuffs tugging her back. He stops pacing the floor at that turning to her she lifts her hand with the journal in it for him to take it. She says, that girl isn't me anymore. If I ever was her I don't recall, all I need is this." Gesturing to the picture still in her hand she smiles up at him as he stops in front of her.
She keeps surprising him, every time he thinks he's got her she puts up that long rusted electric fence she keeps herself in leaving people shocked to death when they try to touch. Elijah has never felt so exasperated at himself, at her for cooperating to a certain degrees but not having the situation go his way. He's choking, she knows it too he can tell by the little glint in her eyes never leaving his. She's just as fascinated and just as determined to well he doesn't know what. The timer on his watch goes off just when the door opens abruptly he slides the journal back into his briefcase before anyone outside sees it.
Kat waits for him to back off of her taking the journal with him, she knows she should've just kept her mouth shut like all the times before but she got cocky. She needed him to see her as someone unlike the broken girl in that journal she had long since thought about. She tried to block out those pages, writing them outside on her roof looking up at the stars praying for forgiveness before sneaking back into her room at dawn to go to work. She thinks it might have worked not that it would matter soon anyway because she would be hunted tomorrow and never see him again.
The guards' move forward to search the girl and him to make sure nothing has been traded amongst them. He mimics her stance as the metal detector goes off on his watch she looks over to him in embarrassment and amusement towards the situation. He gives her a knowing look hoping her photo doesn't get taken from her, as the guard finishes with him going over to his briefcase to check that.
As the guard finishes with her she smiles to herself, her picture is safe and coming with her. She doesn't dare look back at him knowing that if she sees him again in the future he won't be very pleased with her, she feels sad for a bit over that. But that's not Katerina's style that was her sisters style to feel guilt and pain over things she couldn't control. Her sister was a martyr even before her death she hates herself for thinking so.
He grabs his suitcase seeing the guards' watching him like a piece of meat, he shudders at the thought. Walking to where the girl stands he looks down at her, orange is not her color, he eyes where she could have placed the photo so it would go unnoticed. He'd rather see her in something short and easy to get out of. He mentally face palms at his wayward thoughts thanking the heavens above she can't hear his thoughts or recollect the fantasies he had with her the last few years.
Walking out of the room she moves determinately to the next hallway leading to the window where she pauses again seeing it's darkening outside. How long was she with him? She asks the guard, to which she responds two hours. To her it felt like twenty minutes, but I guess time flies when you're being interrogated. She walks through the rest of the locks stopping at her door to let the guards remove all cuffs and place her in her room.
He walks past the people vying for his attentions trying to be cleared fast enough to check into his hotel room and wash the plane ride off. Maybe burn these clothes too, lord know what was in that room he notices the sky. How long was he in there it was barely passed mid-day when he got to see her. He gets into a rental the bureau was happy to lend him for his stay driving passed the security box turning right like his GPS instructed.
When they open the door to her cell a noise goes off again, it was starting to get even more frequent so she asked the guard if there was any construction going on in the area to which the guard said not patting her back and closing the door on her. She waits for her dinner but it never comes, she must have missed it she figures. It wasn't like she was missing much, instead she lies on her back resting on her right arm like a pillow as her other hand pulls out the photo she hid earlier.
He checks into a small hotel lowering his standards for a bit, he could rough it if he had to but he preferred not to. Forging assistance he raced to the elevator in hopes to get to his room faster to go over what she said into a hidden voice recorder he had installed in his briefcase. In his haste he hit a tall blonde man with the same build as his younger brother Nicklaus. Apologizing to the man without looking behind him. The door opened and he entered pushing the button for the fourth floor window suite.
Klaus noticed his brother as he walked into the hotel, fantastic he thought, his brother was the one sent in to take Katerina back. That's why the boss had made Klaus come out here to help Katerina escape and then kill her. He already had his reservations about killing her but now he had to do it with his brother looming in the background. Sometimes he really hated his family and his loyalties. He had to think about that later because he had to make sure the plan was working he grabbed his car keys from his coat heading to his car.
Katerina lulled herself to sleep thinking of the man she had just met, she didn't know what to call him but she liked everything about him. He fascinated her to no end, the crinkling of his eyes when he was thanking, how he hadn't shaved and smelled of the airport. He came straight here to see her and that gave her chills. It wasn't right to be thinking about this man who would no doubt shoot her dead were he to catch her after tomorrow. So sue her it had been a long time.
Elijah set up his hearing equipment to play the tape, hearing her voice again stirred things in him he'd rather not be feeling at the moment especially for her. But he already knew it was too late for him. That's why his relationship with Tatia had failed as well as the rest of them before giving up to solely focus on the girl speaking in his earphones. It wasn't just a case and after today he wasn't sure where to stand thinking about how he would have to escort her home to a new prison. He didn't have a shot with her, the one girl who could make a proper idiot out of him.
Klaus pulled the black SUV up to the edge of the street parking it to walk the rest of the way careful not to touch anything as he took of the leather gloves. Zipping up his hoodie he jogged over to the sewer lane that was 'under construction' smirking as he went down the ladder. He jumped the last four feet landing with a soft thud making the dust fly into the air he walked down the lit up tunnel taking a hard hat from the ground. At the end of it he spot Stephan and Damon placing the finishing touches on the c4 that about to blow a hole into Katerina's cell.
Stephan still hates the idea of killing Katerina, he never liked her but he also ever wished her dead. He grabs the file tracing the ends of the cement they've been loosening the last week. Today after all that work they finished sawing the rectangle big enough to pull her through and get out fast before they were caught. Removing his face mask he turned to Damon.
Damon was equally lost in his own thoughts about having to be a part of killing Katerina, the idea just seemed crazy. Why couldn't they just let her go? Give her a different name and make her disappear not so permanently. He was of course partial t her having been in a relationship with her before she decided to turn straight. He had accepted they would never be a while ago but it still hurt to have to make her dead.
Soon enough morning comes weighing heavily on all of them trying to get from point A to point B to get through the next few hours. Elijah awakes at four his body still jet lagged he brushes his teeth as he showers in cold water before getting in his black SUV driving back to the prison an hour and a half later. Klaus checks off everything making sure her clothes are set taking special care of them, maroon her favorite he could give her that before putting a a bullet in her. Damon wakes pulling on his boots tucking in a photo of them into his jacket crossing himself after he says a prayer for the all. Stephan didn't sleep at all, going over the plan he decided late last night he'd help her escape them.
Katerina awoke every few hours, too excited for what was about to happen, it didn't matter that she didn't have a window she looked up to her ceiling and pretended it was the night sky lit up for her. Once she was out of here she would find a place where she could look up into the sky every night. Daydreaming did well to lighten her mood before she heard a muffled boom go off on the other side of her wall. She jumped up standing on the bed laughing at her stupidity.
Klaus had come down earlier determined to get her out and help her escape before the Salvatore's got her and tried to stop him, or worse kill him. He couldn't understand how they could stand by and let her die it they were the one who got her into this life. He figured it was better if he escaped with Kat early and meet up with his love Caroline never to be heard from again. He drove up by the prison slowing as he saw all the van drives in to be cleared for entrance it was for Katerina's transfer. He followed close behind staying by the fence parking towards the end where she was located he picked this truck perfectly to blend in here.