Part II

Katherine woke up slowly. She hated getting her neck snapped, it just made her incredibly sore, not to mention grouchy. Her palms touched the soft edges of something particularly soft. A bed. Well, at least they had tried to make her comfortable after snapping her neck.

Her brown eyes narrowed towards the person who had snapped said neck. Elijah was sitting in an arm chair quietly reading a book without a care in the world. As if he hadn't snapped her neck. As if they hadn't seen each other in ten years. As if Katherine hadn't just told him off. He looked remotely calm. It was kind of creepy actually.

Elijah finally looked up from his book. "Ah, good evening Katerina I was wondering when you were going to wake up."

Katherine let out a little scoff. No way was she staying here. She used her vampire speed to quickly jump from the bed and open the door of the little apartment. But when she tried to actually leave the house, she found out she couldn't. It was like something was preventing her from exiting.

"You spelled it!" she hissed.

Elijah didn't even blink. "Yes, I did while you were napping. Well, a witch did. I decided to take all necessary precautions since I know . . . how crafty you can be."

Katherine felt her anger boiling over, and briefly forgetting that she was no match for an Original she pulled out her fangs and tried to pin Elijah against the wall.

Elijah barely moved a muscle as he threw her (as gently as he possibly could) onto the bed where she had just woken up from.

An amused smile twitched on his lips, but he refused to show it. The last thing he wanted was for Katherine to think that he was playing. He wanted for her to turn on her emotions as soon as possible.

"Honestly, Katerina did you really think a baby vampire like yourself could be a match for an Original?"

"Oh, please." Katherine scoffed as she sat up. "If sweet, ever so innocent Elena managed to kill an Originals it makes me think that your kind aren't so hard to kill." She was hurting him, where it hurt the most- his family.

Elijah smirked as he flashed in front of her. "You can try, but darling you won't succeed. I could do this all day."

Katherine gave a little humph as she turned around, hitting Elijah on the cheek with her glossy brown curls. "But I'm bored, and I can be a pain in the ass when I'm bored so can you just get your witch so that she can do some hocus pocus and we both can get on our merry way to better things."

Elijah cocked his head to his side. "No."

"Why the hell not?"

"Because I don't fully trust that you won't expose the entire vampire species to the world," he said dryly. "And I'm worried about you. I don't like this," he searched for the right words. "This Katherine Pierce façade at it's worse."

Katherine shrugged. "Maybe you don't know the real Katherine at all."

"I've meet both Katerina Petrova and Katherine Pierce and in the state you're in," he said slowly. "You're neither of them. I need you to feel, to care, to love. To be something other than this cold hearted person you are so determined to be."

Katherine scoffed, a sly smile on her lips. "What do you want me to do, Elijah? Be your Katerina again?"

"No," he said almost desperately. "Just feel. Let me in. Let me love you."

"What love?" she demanded. "If I remember correctly, you left me for Klaus of all people and while I was being tormented at the Salvatore resident on my death bed you didn't even bother with a fucking text message. So, no I'm not falling for the whole let me love you speech. I hate you, Elijah. I want nothing to do with you."

He had to admit those words hurt. Katherine knew him too well, he knew exactly what she needed to say to make him hurt. She wanted to hurt him so that he would let her leave. Clever girl. Too bad Elijah wasn't falling for it. Thankfully, he knew her weaknesses as well.

Elijah pushed back a stray curl from her face and murmured. "Katerina."

Katherine slapped his hand away roughly. "Don't call me that. Don't you get it, Katerina is dead. I hate it when you call me Katerina."

Elijah didn't back off. "You didn't use to hate it. You used to love it when I called you that."

Katherine raised an eyebrow. "Used to."

Neither of them spoke for a moment, they just glared at each other wondering which one of them would break eye contact first.

Elijah won.

Katherine turned around, "I'm going to go to bed."

"Sweet dreams." Elijah couldn't help, but jab sarcastically.

Katherine gave a little hiss in response.


"Good morning."

Elijah's brown eyes flew open. He felt someone kiss his cold cheek. Katherine. She had sneaked into the guest room, next door to her own room. She was wearing a lacy, black nightgown that the girl he had compelled to buy some clothes for her must have chosen. Well, he had to admit that it suited her very well.

Her brown curls were extra shiny and there was a smirking smile on her lips to replace the scowling one from yesterday. She kissed his jaw, narrowly missing his lips. "Morning." Elijah had to admit that it was a pleasant change, especially since she had been extremely feisty a few hours ago.

But Elijah was no fool, he knew that this was another Katherine Pierce move. Seduction and acting like an innocent girl to get what she wanted. She had already tried the tough approach which had failed miserably, and now she was going for the sweet as sugar one.

Elijah sighed as he sat up. Perhaps this wasn't going to be as easy as he had anticipated.

Katherine immediately bounced into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck so that he could smell her sweet perfume. "Elijah," she perfected her lips into a pout. "I've thought about it long and hard and I've learned my lesson. You're right I just need to stop acting like a spoiled brat and start listening to you." She leaned her head down expecting a kiss.

"Katerina," he murmured in her ear. "If you're trying to seduce me to get your way, let me just tell you that I'm not falling for it and that you're wasting your time."

He placed Katherine to the side and stood up and headed to the shower without a second look back at her.

Let's just say Katherine was less than thrilled.


Within an hour Elijah was dressed, neatly shaven, coffee was ready, blood bags were in the fridge and he was mentally preparing himself for another day of dealing with a very stubborn Katherine Pierce.

"Katherine."

He frowned when she didn't answer, it was a very small apartment.

"Katherine, I'm not going to ask again. Come here."

Muttering to himself, he went to her room. She was probably pouting because her seduction trick hadn't worked. "Katherine?"

Her room was empty and he slightly panicked thinking that she managed to escape, that is until he heard Katherine singing a sweet, old Bulgarian song.

Curiosity, getting the best of him he pushed open the bathroom door and found Katherine relaxing in the tub having a bubble bath. Her hair was in a bun and she had even added red lipstick. She smirked at him. "Don't be shy, there's plenty of room for two."

Elijah stumbled out a response. "No, I'm sorry, it was very improper."

Katherine giggled and rested her chin on her hands. She winked. "Oh, come on, no need to be shy. You've already seen me naked," she blew a bubble at him. "You know you want too."

He had to admit that he was very, very tempted.

"Breakfast is ready." He said simply, he turned around leaving a very disappointed and frustrated Katherine behind.

-End of Part II-

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