The Depth of Love

A/N:

This story is inspired by: my wonderful friend and sis Amber A.K.AAmberHale (her fanfiction ID)

New and Introductory characters:

Xavier (Klaus's warlock) he is characterized and based off of Lafayette's character from True Blood, identical in personality and physical appearance. So just imagine him as Lafayette :D For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, y-o-u-t-u-b-e or g-o-o-g-l-e "Lafayette Reynolds from True Blood"

Difference between the story from the show:

Jeremy has already transitioned into a vampire hunter much earlier than how it went on the show. There is no knowledge of Silas yet.

Chapter Rating: NC17 *WARNING, THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS GRAPHIC SEXUAL LANGUAGE. DO NOT READ IF YOU FIND SUCH CONENT OFFENSIVE*

Words: 5,288

Spoilers: Holy, fucking hell. I wasn't expecting to hear this from her.

POV: Klaus

NIKLAUS

I didn't know what the bloody hell I was doing there that night, but for some reason I found myself standing in front of my doppelganger's house at two in the morning. And by doppelganger I don't mean Katerina. This didn't make sense to me because there was no way I could virtually get inside; no one had ever invited me in, Elena especially. But I could feel something pulling me to her like a magnet. It made it extremely difficult for me to concentrate, let alone sleep because I kept hearing her voice in my head. It was maddening, so I got dressed and showed up at her doorstep. I could feel some sort of invisible force dragging me towards the home, and I was also able to hear Elena whimpering my name in her sleep from her upstairs bedroom.

It was late, and seeing as how I was deemed the big new bad of Mystic Falls, I wasn't going to try and ring the bloody doorbell. So I thought I'd try my luck and unlock the door to see if I could enter the Gilbert house. I reached for the doorknob, and surely it was locked. So I used my hybrid strength to bypass the locking mechanism. There was a small clicking sound and I was suddenly facing a very open front door that led to the front foyer of the house. All I had to do was step inside.

The place was quiet and dark, and luckily for me, the Gilbert's weren't dog owners. Otherwise I may have had no choice but to put a little puppy down that night. I made sure to quietly shut the door behind me, before I followed that magnetic pull upstairs to Elena's room. Careful not to wake up the household, I quietly slipped into my doppelganger's bedroom and closed the door without so much as making a sound.

"Klaus…no…please no…please don't…don't hurt me."

What in the bloody hell? She was restlessly tossing and turning in her sleep and from the looks of it, Elena was having a nightmare. I approached her bed and tried to get inside her mind. A blinding flickering of images caught me off guard as I entered her nightmarish memories without permission. She was dreaming about that night when I activated my werewolf gene and broke the moon stone curse. We were standing in a circle of fire with my arms around her waist. I was greedily drinking from her neck while she bled out profusely. Elena's body was going limp in my arms and I was nearly draining her.

"Pl…please let…me…go…"

She still dreamed about that night? Initially, I knew that in order to break my curse, I would have to sacrifice Elena. But I wanted to spare her life, because my warlock Xavier had informed me that her blood would be the key to expanding my hybrid population. So, we were able to find a loophole in the curse. I had to drink from her until her pulse was unbelievably faint, and then I had to feed her my blood so she wouldn't die. It worked, but things have been weird inside my head ever since the night of the ritual. I keep finding myself around her…wanting her…needing her. And it's driving me bloody fucking mad.

"No! No!" Elena cried out, while I sat next to her on the edge of the bed, closing my eyes and attempting to manipulate her nightmare. I froze that still frame visual of me feeding from her neck, and rewound us backwards to her bedroom where she was laying in her bed in the darkness, just like how I found her when I walked into her room. I rested my body down next to her in the dream, disguised as Damon.

"What just happened?" she opened her eyes and looked at me in confusion.

"Nothing Elena, close your eyes," I brushed some loose strands of hair away from her face and smiled a bit.

"Why does my neck feel like it's burning?" She had a stronger mind than I thought and I was clearly having difficulty making her believe in the manipulation.

"Maybe Stefan went off the rails again and had a bite earlier," I couldn't help but crack a joke. Damon's sardonic voice was too tempting to avoid his on cue condescending comments. Obnoxious vampire he was.

"That's not funny Damon. What are you doing in my room?"

"Just making sure you're safe."

"Well, I'm fine. You shouldn't be in here."

"Elena, since when do I obey rules?"

She sighed and distanced herself from me a bit. This somewhat pleased me, to be honest. I was never a fan of Stefan's brother.

"I think I was dreaming of Klaus."

"That sexy hybrid? What about him?" Okay, I probably shouldn't have added the sexy part, but I really didn't mind her questioning the Salvatore's sexuality after waking from this dream I was giving her. It was really rather amusing.

"Damon, be serious."

"I am," I flashed that signature douche bag smile.

"Something strange is happening."

"Do share."

"Remember that night of the moonstone ritual?"

I nodded.

"Well, I keep having these reoccurring nightmares, mostly of when he bit me."

"How long has this been going on?" Now I was genuinely curious and planned on interrogating her to my advantage.

"Almost every night…since the time he fed from me. And I also keep dreaming about him watching me in my bedroom while I sleep. It's either that or the night of the ritual."

It made sense now. For some reason when I appeared in her dreams, it triggered some sort of signal to me, like she was sending me a telepathic message, summoning me. I needed to know the truth. I had to know what really went through her mind the night I drank from her. I was pretty sure she wasn't going to confess anything. So there was only one thing to do. I yanked Elena's Vervain necklace and quickly compelled her.

"How did you feel when Klaus bit you Elena? What was going through your mind as you reached the brink of death?"

She stared at me all zombielike and responded; "I felt like I connected with his body. I felt aroused when he was drinking from me and I don't know why, but I hate it. I hoped that he would spare me, but I was prepared to face my death."

"If you could have come up with a different outcome that night, what would you have preferred? That he never would have bit you in the first place?"

"No. Klaus would've stopped at nothing until he activated his werewolf gene and became a hybrid."

Well, she was right about that.

"I only wish that he would've stayed with me. Because I woke up feeling hollow and empty. Something happened to me while he was drinking my blood. I can't remember all of it. All I know is that emptiness I felt only got worse as the days, weeks and months went on. We connected. I hate that I feel this way about him. He's my enemy."

Holy, fucking hell. I wasn't expecting to hear this from her.

"Close your eyes Elena," I compelled her for the last time and she did as she was told. I took us back to her terrifying memory of me, with that ring of fire blazing around us. My eyes were gold and blood shot as I started drinking from her neck. I was reliving that experience with her all over again, but this time I was going to change the ending. Her body went limp in my arms and I immediately fed her my blood before I carried her away back to her house, safe inside her bedroom. We were alone, just the two of us. When she finally opened her eyes, I appeared to her as myself, sitting on the edge of her bed. I watched as those rich mahogany eyes stared up at me. Something was different about her.

"Nik…" she rubbed the side of her neck and looked at me. The next thing I knew, Elena had flung herself towards me, and wrapped her arms around my neck. She hugged me like a lover that had just been reunited with her soul mate. I froze and could not comprehend her affections. It's not like I was manipulating her feelings.

"You didn't let me die," she cupped my face and looked into my eyes. My heart was in my throat. "You didn't let me die Nik."

Nik? Only Rebekah called me by that name. How come she was speaking so familiar with me?

"Elena, I—" but before I could breathe another word, her soft, sensuous lips crashed against mine, as she kissed me long and tenderly. And being the hot blooded beast that I was, I surrendered to those feelings and kissed her back, reserving my growing passion. I was trying to collect all rational thought when she pulled back and looked into my eyes.

"I saw it. I saw everything, our future and all the destined events to come. I'm going to have your baby. Nik we're going to have a little boy and he's going to be so perfect and beautiful." she said this with genuine love in her eyes, and all I could do was stay silent. Gone was her pride, gone was her cold and indifferent attitude towards me. I felt like I was the one being tortured in her dream.

"You love me. I know you're in love with me. That's why you spared my life. Deep down, you knew that we we're meant to be together. This was nature's biggest test, and you passed. Bonnie told me that I was able to control you from beyond death. That's why I was so willing to give myself up for the sacrifice, to protect my family and destroy you. But while you were draining my blood, a flood of visions appeared in my mind, and I felt and saw everything Nik, every intimate moment between us. Love, pain, joy…I can't explain it. All I know is that this is destiny." There were tears in her eyes as she pulled me into another kiss.

My mind was reeling, but amidst the confusion, I could not rip myself away from her lips. It was like some hallucinogenic drug was coursing through my blood stream when I kissed her, altering my genetic DNA. I didn't want to stop as I leaned over her body and slipped in between her legs, holding my weight up on my elbows so that I wouldn't crush her beneath me. My lips brushed against her neck and as soon as they did, I was forced out of her head and pop went the steamy dream bubble.

Elena was sitting upright in her bed, wide awake and staring at me. Arousal, confusion and panic all washed over me at once.

"Don't scream…" I whispered a warning, and sat there in shock when I saw her take off her vest top. Her white bra was the next item of clothing to come off.

"I want you Nik."

Bollox! She must have been half asleep or something.

"Elena, no—"

"Don't you want me? You love me. I know you do," she grabbed my hands and placed them on her beautiful, round breasts. I felt my cock instantly harden and throb in my pants. I had no idea what the fuck was going on, but I couldn't resist her body. She took my breath away.

"Take me…" she whispered in my ear so seductively, and that's when all my self control when out the window as I growled against her lips and kissed her with unrelenting passion. Our breathing became heavy and uneven as I was welcomed in between her legs again, pressing my aching shaft against her dripping sex through her shorts. I needed release and her desire for me only intensified my desire to fuck her brains out right there in her bedroom.

"Don't make me wait, please. I need you. I need you inside me."

"Elena…[kiss]…are you…[kiss]…sure about…[kiss]…this?" I breathed between lustful kisses, dominating her mouth with my own and pinning her hands back above her head.

"We're meant for each other Nik…"

Bloody hell, did she regain all her memories back or something? It was all I needed to hear before I let her help me out of my shirt and felt her trace every rippling muscle down my chest with her eager hands. I towered over her body and leaned in closer to her face, kissing her and slipping my tongue into her mouth, exploring every crevice. Elena reached down and unzipped my pants, pulling out my stiff, throbbing cock from my boxer briefs. I could feel the veins pulsing around my shaft as she stroked my thick, long, length. It was maddening.

"Fuck…that feels good." I groaned in pleasure when she rolled her thumb over the tip, lubricating the head with my pre-cum. The sensation nearly made my body convulse and I was worried that she was going to make me bust a load in her hand instead of her tight, wet pussy. I needed to penetrate her and claim her with everything that I had in me. I didn't want to stop. I brushed my lips against her neck, and then lightly grazed my teeth against her skin. Hoping that I could have the opportunity to finish what I started, I sucked on the right side of her neck and that's when Elena suddenly gasped in fear, screamed and shoved me off of her.

I noticed a look of horror in her eyes when she pulled the covers over her nakedness. The lights suddenly turned on and I turned my head towards the door to see a black crossbow aimed at my chest.

"Get the hell away from my sister."

I quickly zipped up my trousers and faced my armed assailant. "Jeremy Gilbert, you do realize that pathetic excuse of a weapon will not kill me?"

He refused to answer me, so I looked over at Elena who was almost shaking like a leaf.

"Elena, what happened?" They exchanged glances.

"I…we…I don't know. I woke up and I found him on top of me. We were kissing and I thought I was dreaming, until I realized that I wasn't. Then I screamed.

"What the hell are you doing in my sister's room in the middle of the night?" He asked me, accusingly.

"That's a good question little Gilbert. Why don't you ask Elena herself, hmm? After all, she did summon me here for something. Clearly it was for services of a sexual nature."

"You tried to rape me!" She cried out and that really got my blood boiling. Sure I was a murderer, a terrorizer and a tyrant at times…but never a rapist.

"You were all over me! If I wanted to rape you, I would have done that ages ago sweetheart. Trust me. I've had plenty of opportunities."

"Get out of our house," that little bastard glared at me, with venom in his voice.

"I want you to think about something for a moment," I switched my gaze between the two of them. "No one had ever invited me in. I would never have been able to come inside. Elena did summon me here."

She met my eyes, as if a truth was absorbing in her scrambled brain.

"He's lying to you Elena. This is just one of his tricks, probably got in using magic."

I reached down to pick up my shirt, and that's when he tried to stake me with that pathetic little arrow. I grabbed it just in time, snapped it in half and rushed to him at hybrid speed. His throat was pinned against the wall now.

"Klaus don't hurt him! Please!"

"You really should learn to mind you own business you cheeky little bugger."

"Please, just let him go," Elena pleaded.

"Tell him to leave. We need to talk."

She hesitated to follow my commands, so I growled and squeezed his throat more.

"Tell him to leave now, or else…" I fixed my eyes on Jeremy's immortality ring and pulled it off, letting it land on the floor. "He dies."

"Jeremy, just leave us. Please, I'll be fine. He won't hurt me."

"You just said he tried to rape you," he struggled to speak as I still held him in a chokehold.

"I'm sure there's an explanation for it. Please Jer, will you just listen and go?"

I decided to give him the opportunity to follow instructions, so I released him from my death grip.

"It's a good thing Jenna's not home. God knows what this sicko would've done to her," he scoffed at me and turned around, leaving me alone with my doppelganger.

"Turn around, I need to get dressed."

It was tempting to answer her with a snide little remark, but I decided against it and did as she asked, putting on my own shirt while I was at it.

"Are we descent now?" I asked after a short while.

"Yes."

I turned around and faced her. She had gotten out of bed.

"What the hell just happened?" Those familiar doe eyes that had miraculously looked at me with love, lust and happiness had completely changed back to their original state; devoid of emotion.

"You tell me. You're the one who's been bloody well messing with my mind!" I scowled at her and folded my arms against my chest. "Calling me a bloody rapist," I sneered at her.

"What are you talking about!?"

She seemed genuinely confused, so I explained what happened from beginning to end.

"I actually said those things?" there was disbelief in her eyes.

"I know I can be quite psychotic at times, but the screws in my head are not that loose to come up with all that bollox you just shared with me!"

"I'm so confused," Elena replied as she rubbed her temples.

"Yeah, well that makes the two of us luv."

"I don't remember any of that stuff. Were we really about to…"

I gave her a particular look that answered her question.

"And you would've just gone through with it!? What is wrong with you!?" Her dark brown eyes burned into mine as she frowned at me displeasingly.

"I didn't hear you complaining! You reached for my bloody cock for fucks sake! It didn't just whip out on its own!" I somewhat enjoyed watching her squirm like that.

"I told you earlier on how I really felt about you. You're the last man I would kiss, much less have sex with! With that knowledge, you should've known something was off about me."

"Well excuse me for being a fucking heterosexual male that gets fucking horny when a sexy, young woman (such as yourself), throws herself at me…half naked!"

Elena opened her mouth to say something, but then changed her mind. Of course the evidence didn't lie. She didn't have a shirt on when she snapped out of whatever sex spell she was pulling me under, and that was all her own doing. We argued back and forth for the next ten minutes while an air of sexual tension lingered and thickened around us. I could definitely feel it. I wondered if she felt it too.

"Let's just forget about this traumatizingnight. I'm going to talk to Bonnie tomorrow and figure out what's going on. I sure as hell don't want you around me. So I have no idea what you mean when you say that I summoned you here. I hate you Klaus, with every fiber of my being," her tone may have sounded icy, but her eyes were far from glacial. They betrayed something else…vulnerability.

"How interesting that you say that Elena, since only moments ago you were more than willing to sleep with your alleged enemy. You practically begged me to give it to you. Of course I don't blame you, all the ladies want hybrid dick in them." I flashed a crooked smile. I'm sure she could hardly believe the vulgarity that spewed out of my mouth as she stared at me, wide eyed and in shock.

"Take your tiny hybrid dick and shove it up some vampire slut! Because you're never getting near me like that ever again!" she folded her arms in her chest and tried to stare me down. Hah, as if that was supposed to intimidate me.

"I'd much rather shove it in you luv," I grinned and stalked her around the room, getting closer and closer to her.

"What are you doing?" it wasn't fear that was in her eyes…it was apprehension. "Get away from me."

"You don't want me to."

"Are you deaf?" she backed into her bedroom door and I moved in, trapping her between my body and the white wooden surface behind her.

"I can hear you just fine," I answered with a smug smile and slid my hand up the side of the wall, resting it above her left shoulder. The scent of her blood mixed with her body wash was intoxicating my senses. I battled with my inner beast and vampire, desperately trying to fight off the black spider veins that were appearing around my eyes.

"Then leave, Klaus," Elena's relentless need for control was driving me fucking mad. I had to show her my dominance.

Catching her off guard, I grabbed her thighs, pulled them up and wrapped them around my waist so that she could feel what she had done to me earlier. She gasped as I stared into her eyes with a piercing intensity that was making her legs quiver. Although I was sure that was because of my raging hard on that was pressed against her crotch. I could hear her heart racing in her chest, pumping delicious crimson blood through her veins and enticing my appetite. "Do you feel that?"

She said nothing, so I pushed my cock harder against her, until I was sure I was nestled in between the tight folds of her dripping cunt. The fabric of her shorts was conveniently thin. "Well, do you!?" I growled at her ferociously.

"Y…yes…" she stuttered, again not from fear, but because I was arousing her. I could see it all over her face.

"Not so tiny now is it?" I waited for her to respond. "Is it!?" My lack of patience was getting the best of my temperament.

"No," Elena breathed out, and looked at me with lust drenched eyes.

"If you ever insult, or injure my male ego again, there will be hell to pay. And I literally mean hell. Do you understand me Elena?"

She nodded as I watched her chest rise and fall from exhilaration and fear.

"Good," I gripped her outer thighs and kept switching glances from her eyes to her sensuous, plump lips that were just begging to be devoured. Her breath caught when I hoisted her up a little higher so that we were at eye level. I felt like I was drowning in her. My undeniable attraction towards her was pulling me in closer to her lips, and our faces were only inches apart when she slowly let her eyelids fall and droop over her eyes.

"Klaus…"

"Don't think. Just don't say anything." I whispered and was practically begging her to surrender and submit to me, only a little. Because a little was all I needed to convince her that I was in it for the long haul to win her and make her mine. Seeing her reveal her most vulnerable feelings about me, and hearing her talk about us having a child together had woken something up in me. I found myself wanting to believe in her words. That it wasn't just some crazed dream. I was never good at expressing my feelings with words, but I wanted to showher how I felt about her with my actions. Our lips barely touched, as Elena struggled to find the strength to push me away from her body. But I needed her. I needed to steal one last kiss from her lips before I would leave. I had to make her give it up for me, to show me some sort of sign that somewhere underneath that tough exterior, was a sensitive girl, who had real feelings for me.

"Klaus, please…"

"Please luv…" There was more urgency in my pleading. Fuck, I was desperate and so close to making that kiss happen. Our lips were practically brushing against each other while I ached and throbbed against her. Her laboured breathing was insanely turning me on. I was almost ready to explode in my pants.

"Tell me you don't want me to kiss you." I rested my forehead against hers, and closed my eyes so that I wouldn't be tempted to look at those sexy lips and kiss her without permission.

There was nothing but silence and uneven breathing for a while. She would inhale and I would exhale, and this pattern continued. Her hands were on my shoulders, in a defensive stance, like she was ready to push me away, but my strength would win.

"Tell me you don't want me to kiss you Elena…" I whispered again, clenching my jaw and grazing my bottom lip against hers. She let out a suppressed, feral moan and that's all it took to give me the green light. I satisfied my impatient lips, and kissed her, as a brilliant heat exploded from our mouths and engulfed my entire body. She was surrendering to me, relaxing her mouth and inviting my tongue inside. But five seconds later, she attempted to push me off of her.

We both struggled for dominance as she continuously slapped at my chest and tried to shove me away. But I kissed her even harder, tightening my grip around her thighs and leaning my weight in between her legs, into her body. I showed her my physical strength. She had no fighting chance. Sucking on her bottom lip, I bit down on it hard and she moaned in pain and pleasure. Elena finally coiled her arms around my neck and yielded to me. The sounds of our slick, wet lips moving and gliding over another was making me hornier, while I rocked my hips against her a bit so she could feel more sensation, if not penetration.

I kissed her long and hard, until she was breathless, pulling back to recover from that insatiable kiss I just gave her. I could hear Elena's heart pounding like a jack hammer as she met my eyes and tried to catch her breath. My desire for her consumed me once more, and I couldn't resist but give into temptation and go in for another desirous kiss. I brushed my tongue over hers and dominated the synchronized movement of our lips sliding over each other. My hunger for her blood was increasing, and I was left with no choice but to pull back just in time before I would completely terrify her with my hybrid eyes. I pressed my forehead against hers and spoke in between our laboured breaths.

"You're frightened…because you remember what you revealed to me in your dream. I'm scared too Elena…but I'm not going to walk away and pretend this night didn't happen," I finally opened my eyes to look at her as she stared back at me, still half recovering from that kiss. "I can't just press delete on everything you told me."

She didn't use her words, but communicated a silent exchange of understanding. I lowered my voice and spoke in a hush whisper. "Do you understand me luv?"

It took her a while, but Elena eventually nodded and was able to calm her breathing. I was about to lower her back on her feet, when I decided to try one last attempt. I needed one more thing from her. "Kiss me." I stared deeply into her eyes and watched as she licked her lips and struggled to give me what I wanted, what I so needed; an affirmation from her. So I lowered my lips closer to hers until they were literally millimetres apart. All she had to do was tilt her head up slightly and press her sensuous mouth against mine. "Stop fighting it sweetheart." I softened my voice and prayed for patience. And I was generously rewarded when her sweet, sultry lips collided with mine. It was passionate, wet and slow. She sent a shockwave of emotion straight to my heart as it pounded it my chest.

Elena withdrew her lips from mine, and I carefully let her smooth thighs slide down my hands, as her back glided down the door. She was standing on her feet again. "I want to see you tomorrow."

"I'm busy tomorrow."

"Make time for me," I said with frustration.

"I'll be free after seven."

"Great. I'll pick you up."

"Klaus, no… I—"

"Don't," I interjected and placed my index finger on her mouth. "Please don't ruin it." Reluctantly, I withdrew my hand and regarded her one last time. "We'll talk tomorrow. Be ready by eight." I didn't give her an opportunity to protest or argue with me, because I had soon disappeared out of her bedroom window.

I would've gone straight home, but I had so many questions that needed answers. So I headed over to Xavier's apartment to disrupt his beauty sleep. Duty calls, nothing like a house call at 3am from the world's 'friendliest' hybrid vampire. I thought to myself, as I rushed to his place.

~oOo~

"What was that all about?" Jeremy walked into his sister's room and found her sitting on the bed, lost in a sea of thought.

"Nothing, don't worry about it."

"Elena, stop keeping things from me. You promised you wouldn't."

"It's nothing you need to worry about Jer."

"Klaus is dangerous and can't be trusted. I hope you weren't serious about meeting him tomorrow."

"Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

"No, I was making sure he wasn't going to murder you or something. I hate that hybrid bastard. He needs to go back to the hell dimension he came from, him and all the other Mikaelsons."

Elena was suddenly extremely irritated. She felt like her bother was being a hypocrite. "Seriously spare me your lectures Jeremy. I see the way you and Rebekah flirt with each other."

"What?" he was appalled with her accusation.

"I'm not an idiot okay. I know you like her. Just because you're a vampire hunter now doesn't mean you switch off your emotions. You should at least be honest with yourself."

He shook his head at her in discontentment. "You may have a pattern for falling in love with all these supernatural freaks. But I sure as hell don't. That's the difference between you and me." Jeremy was fuming. He left her room and slammed his bedroom door shut.

Ouch. Elena thought.

Secretly, he knew his sister was right. He did hold a torch for that beautiful, blonde Original, though he was too stubborn, and too proud to admit it.

~oOo~

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