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Thank you guys so much for the reviews. And Siberia, I planned to only have seven chapters (including the prologue). I feel as if I'm almost done writing this, but my stories do tend to get away from me.

Chapter 1

"Matt, hey!" "Caroline Forbes greeted a forced cheeriness to her voice.

"Hey, Care," he smiled at her. "How are you doing…since your dad…" he trailed off. As soon as he asked, he immediately regretted it when some of the light died out of her eyes.

"I'm…okay," she said after searching for the right word. It certainly wasn't easy. She had never been very close with her father, but she'd always wanted his approval. When he found out that she was a vampire it was like a canyon opened up between them. Luckily, they were able to find a middle ground and his last words to her would never be forgotten.

"I was gonna call you," he excused. "I just didn't know what to say." He felt lame. After Elena ended things with him, he never thought that he'd be able to find someone that could make him feel half of what the brunette had. And then Caroline had somehow wormed her way into his heart; making what he felt for Elena seem like puppy love. It was then that he realized that it wasn't so much wanting Elena back, it was the calmness and the regularity of their relationship that he missed. He had truly fallen for the blonde vampire, but it just wasn't meant to be.

Caroline offered him a sad smile in return. "Even if you had, I probably wouldn't have answered," she excused. "Anyway, Elena called me earlier wanting to meet up here for a girls' night. Have you seen her?"

Matt frowned as he considered the question. "Actually, I haven't." When he woke up that morning, she had already left the house and hadn't returned before he left to get ready for work. "Can you keep an eye on her for me tonight?"

Caroline frowned at him. "Okay, why?"

"Some guy who was dressed in one of our uniforms served her a drink laced with some sort of liquor."

"Oh my God! Is she okay?!"

"She was fine, but…no one else was served anything," he explained. "I already told the rest of the staff about it, but…it was just her that was served…" Matt trailed off.

Caroline followed his line of thinking. "I'll keep an eye on her," she promised. She'd long since learned that there was no such thing as coincidences. If something happened to Elena, someone did it on purpose.

"Thanks." He turned away and Caroline turned towards the door, waiting for Elena to meet her.

"You are a sight to behold," someone broke in before Caroline could get lost in her thoughts. She turned towards the direction of the voice and rolled her eyes.

"What are you doing here, Klaus?"

"You sound unhappy to see me," he said sarcastically, checking out her body and making no secret of the fact. "I was just out getting some air. And you?"

"Elena is meeting me here, so if you could leave…I don't want our night spoiled by the likes of you." When his attention turned towards the door and a devilish smirk lit up his face, she turned to see what captured his attention. Belatedly, she noticed how quiet the bar and grill had grown.

The first thing she noticed about the person standing in the entrance was the three inch hooker heals attached to a pair of leather clad legs. A sheer, maroon colored top finished the ensemble. It was low cut and ended high above the navel.

"Hooker," Caroline muttered looking back to Klaus. The expression on his face was both wolfish and entertained. Why did women dress in such revealing clothes? She just didn't get it. She could understand being blessed with a great body and wanting to show it off, but not to that degree. The outfit left little to the imagination.

Klaus choked back a throaty chuckle. "Perhaps you should look a little harder," he coaxed, placing his hands on her shoulders and spinning her back around.

Caroline was about to threaten him for touching her uninvited, but the protest died on her lips as took in the appearance of the person. "Oh my, God! Elena?!" She screeched.

Elena's trademark long hair was still long, but now had highlights of red in it. Her make-up, usually made up to look natural, was dramatic. Her grey and black eye shadow looked smoky, her cheeks were a healthy pink and red lipstick rounded out the look.

"Have fun with your handful," Klaus told the blonde vampire before sauntering away.

Caroline barely noticed the exit, her attention still on her friend. She was in wonderment. Elena, who had mastered the skill of feeling secure, was never one to shy away from attention, but she seemed to embrace it at the moment. With determination, she walked over to her friend. Of all the times for Bonnie to be gone…

"Caroline! You came!" Elena gushed, hugging the blonde.

As if on auto-pilot, Caroline returned the affection.

"I'm so glad you came," the brunette said again.

The vampire pulled away from her best friend. "Yeah, say did you by chance do a bunch of drugs before you came?"

Elena laughed off the question. "Nope," she extended the word, making sure to pronounce the 'p,' "I'm free."

"You're free? Free from what?" She looked around nervously, the attention still on them. Through the crowd, she met Matt's disbelieving look as he drank in the appearance of Elena.

"All of it!" Elena walked further into the room, scoping the place out. "Now, who's ready to dance?" She laughed in delight when two men eagerly stepped forward, both extending offers to dance. "You coming?" she asked when Caroline stood in place.

"I think I'm going to call my mom. Something tells me that this is going to be a long night," she smiled as she spoke in a cheery tone.

"I'll save you one," Elena called over her shoulder as the guys led her to the floor.

Caroline did a mental sweep of the room. Klaus had somehow disappeared and Matt would look from Elena towards Caroline, his concern plainly visibly on his face. Grabbing her phone, she called her mother, leaving a message that she would be late that night. As soon as it was disconnected, she dialed Damon's number.

Of course he wouldn't answer! She almost thought about calling Stefan, but that was the last thing that Elena would want. "Hey, yeah…something's up with Elena," she said after hearing the beep for messages. "She's-I'd think it was Katherine if I didn't hear her heartbeat. Call me."

She frowned at the phone, putting it away. She looked back towards the make shift dance floor, seeing Elena dance provocatively, she was sandwiched between two bodies. She was both proud and horrified by her friend. If it was anyone who deserved to have fun, it was Elena; but she had taken it too far. She didn't think she'd ever seen her dance that way.

From her vantage, she watched as an unnamed man approached Elena. His walk alone exuded power, the same that Klaus and Elijah possessed. Alarm bells began ringing in her ears. She watched, horrified as he compelled both men away from Elena before assuming a position behind her. He was close, and her best friend appeared to enjoy the fact. With narrowed eyes, Caroline noticed the way that he placed a kiss on Elena's shoulder, staring into her eyes. Oh, this was bad. She had to get Elena away from him.

Caroline stepped forward, but someone blocked her path.

"My name's Joseph. I couldn't help but notice you, and I just had to come over. What's your sign?"

Caroline shook her head. She already had enough trouble in her life, she didn't need to add another complication. "Do not enter. Now if you'll excuse me, my friend and I were supposed to be have a girl's night. I can't abandon her," she excused.

Joseph cut a glance to his friend and the young woman he was dancing with. "I don't think so, Blondie," he said.

Caroline tried to side step him, but he followed her footwork. "Move!" She ordered.

"I can't do that," he said, almost sounding apologetic. "My friend has waited a long time for this." He grabbed Caroline in his grip, covering her mouth with one hand and pushed her out the front door. The movement was too fast for human eyes to see.

Caroline struggled against the man, using every move she could to get away from him, but he held steady. When they were on the side of the building, he finally removed his hand from her mouth. "Let go of me!"

When he released her, she tried to dash back in the room, but he stepped in her way, grasping her shoulders once again. "Your friend now belongs to him."

"My friend belongs to no one, least of all him," she spat back.

"Correction there," Klaus broke in, moving casually towards Caroline and the unknown vampire, a young man following behind him. "She belongs to me…and I don't share," he warned. "Now, let her go, or I will detach your arms and burn them." His voice was low, but full of promise to follow through if need be.

The man released Caroline, but didn't back down. Either he didn't recognize Klaus or didn't care. "She wears the same face of his former lover, she belongs to him."

Caroline gasped and looked towards Klaus. She thought that there was only Katherine, unless she had whored herself around even more than they knew. She looked at the guy that approached with Klaus; a lazy smirk was on his face. "Well, ain't that a bitch…"

"Kol," Klaus growled, not in the mood to hear his commentary. "Go retrieve Elena, please."

"What could you possibly want with an insignificant human?" Joseph demanded.

"Explain to me how that's any of your business," Klaus ordered. "Do you have any idea who I am?"

Meanwhile, Kol approached the young doppelganger. His interest in her had been piqued since he had heard about her from his brothers and sister. All of them had conflicting stories about her, apparently the lovely Elena had left a lasting impression on all of them.

He had met Tatia, and while she had been beautiful, he didn't understand how it was that his brothers almost came to blows over her. She had by then known the touch of a man, yet most of the men in their village were interested in her. Kol just didn't understand the appeal. He'd heard about the first doppelganger as well, Katherine. Neither of his brothers held any particular regard for her. Whatever feelings that ever existed were drowned out by their mutual hatred of her.

Elena had her eyes closed, leaning into the rocking body behind her. His hands were everywhere, and Elena was about ready to drag him out of the restaurant and let him have his way with her. It wasn't until she felt the penetrating gaze of someone else that she opened her eyes.

He didn't look bad at all. He was taller than her, which she realized wasn't a difficult feat. His hair was light brown and he had ice blue eyes. His gaze was intense, and Elena found herself hypnotized by them. He appeared to be taking stock of her, but she just didn't care by his intensity.

"Did you want to join us?"

He smiled at her, before looking at the man behind her, his gaze instantly hardening. "I don't share. Do you mind if I cut in?"

The man behind her stopped dancing, his body growing rigid. "Actually, I do mind. I had her first, maybe you can find your own girl to dance with?"

The look on Kol's face was murderous. "No. I want this one. I'm Kol Mikaelson," he introduced.

The vampire almost stumbled. "Impossible! He died over a hundred years ago."

Elena's mind spun at the name. Mikaelson? No! It couldn't be, that would mean… "You're Klaus' brother."

Kol turned his interest to her. "Now, why can't he be my brother?" Once again, he turned to the blonde vampire behind her. "Now, I will be taking Elena with me," his voice was hypnotic and Elena watched fascinated as he compelled Adam.

As soon as Adam let go of Elena, Kol grasped her arm in his grip and pulled her to the door. She immediately struggled against his hold and almost broke free. Kol scowled and pulled her more tightly against his body, his grip changing.

Outside, Klaus was still looming over the vampire. Caroline immediately rushed to Elena and Kol. Kol grunted against the flailing arms and limbs. "I thought she was human?" He grunted.

"She is!"

"I've never had a human this difficult, let alone a woman," he admitted. No, Elena was not an average human. He looked to his brother. "Klaus, let's go!"

"Get your fucking hands off me!" Elena screamed as Kol wrestled her into the back seat of a car. Caroline jumped into the passenger seat and Klaus gunned the engine driving off into the night.

"Such language…" Klaus clucked his tongue.

In the back seat Elena continued to wriggle against Kol's hold on her body. "Bite me!"

"Is that an invitation?" Kol asked. In the enclosed space of the car, he was beginning to enjoy the fight.

"So, you're all reunited…" Caroline trailed off, following Klaus into the Mikaelson mansion. Behind her, Elena was still struggling against Kol. "That's…"

"Like a nightmare that just doesn't go away," Elena finished. When the door shut, she was herded into a living room of sorts and carelessly tossed on the couch.

As soon as Elena was free, Caroline rushed to her side. "Are you okay?"

Elena's eyes widened. "Am I okay?" She parroted the words. "No, I'm not okay!" She cried. "I was enjoying my night, dancing with a perfectly nice man, and then I was kidnapped. What the hell are we doing here?" She wiped away the sweat that had gathered from her brow, assuming it was because she'd gone from cold weather to a warm house.

"What is all this screeching?" Another voice demanded, walking down the stairs. Rebekah stopped short when she found Elena and Caroline sitting on the couch. "You have got to be kidding me!" She disliked them both, but her hatred for the doppelganger far exceeded her feelings for the blonde. "What the hell is she doing here?" She spun around, looking at her brothers.

"I was just wondering the same thing," Elena stood up. "If you think I want to be here, then you're crazier than I thought you were." Before any of the vampires could blink, Rebekah had a hand around Elena's throat, and she was pushed against the far wall.

Caroline was quick to follow the girls, but Kol held Klaus back from interfering. They spoke in quick tones, Kol mentioning Elena's strength. It appeared to interest Klaus, because his protestation died; but his body remained coiled in case he had to interfere.

"You stuck a dagger in my back, Elena," Rebekah breathed to the human. "It hurt," she finished, opening her mouth, ready to make the human feel a world of hate.

Using all of her strength, Elena grabbed the back of Rebekah's blonde hair. She pushed the vampire away from her. As soon as she was clear, she kicked Rebekah, the vampire flying across the room.

Caroline's protestations stopped and she turned to her friend with awe. Kol looked to his sister, amused with the sight of seeing her fly through the air. Growing up, because they'd been so close in age, he and Rebekah often fought. Seeing a human kick her hard enough to make her eat air was something he wouldn't forget for a long time coming. Klaus looked from his sister to Elena. A lopsided smile kissed his lips. Oh, things had just gotten very interesting.

Rebekah jumped up, her anger had reached a boiling point. Not only had she not been able to kill Elena, but the human somehow managed to kick her across the room. Her ego was bruised and she was itching to get back at her.

Kol intercepted Rebekah as she tried to rush past him. The inertia caused him to swing around, his sister flailing in his arms.

"Elena, what the hell?" Caroline sputtered.

Elena struck a hand out towards the siblings. "She attacked me!" She wiped the hair away from her forehead that stuck to the perspiration.

"No, how were you able to push a vampire, an Original, that far away? What's with you?"

"There's nothing wrong with me," Elena denied. "I told you, I feel free, there's nothing wrong with that. I feel fine, great in fact…a little horny, but…" she trailed off, no trace of embarrassment colored her features.

"I could help you with that," Kol offered, still holding onto his sister. He wagged his eyebrows suggestively.

"I said horny, not desperate," the brunette countered. She noticed that Rebekah stopped struggling, a strange smile lighting her face. Around the room, snickers were heard.

"Bitch…" Kol muttered, letting Rebekah go.

"Now, Kol," a new voice interrupted. "Is that anyway to treat a guest?"

Elijah stepped into the room, as graceful as ever. He made note of the positions in the room. Both of his younger siblings appeared annoyed, if not a little perturbed. Klaus was as casual as ever but his interest was on the guests, or rather Elena. For the eldest sibling, seeing the keen interest that was displayed on his brother's face didn't sit well with him. That meant that he was interested…too interested.

"Elijah…" Elena stepped away from the wall, looking at the newest occupant of the room. She offered him a bright smile, but when she realized they weren't alone, she dialed it down.

"Hello, Elena." Elijah greeted, giving her a once over. Her apparel was much different than how he remembered her, her make up more dramatic. It was a pleasant change, but he found himself missing her natural beauty.

It was odd. Since his awakening, he'd often wondered how their reunion would go (not that he'd ever admit it to anyone). There was so much that needed to be said apologies, and that was just from his side…and he was ashamed to admit that he had no idea how to do that. Happening upon her after admitting that she was aroused, wasn't exactly the reunion he had in mind. But oh the thoughts that popped in his head because of it!

Elena wanted to say more, but a fire roared within her. She felt hot, almost as if she was literally on fire. A wave of dizziness crashed over her and she fell into the wall behind her, using it as leverage to steady herself.

Caroline stepped closer to her. "Elena, honey, what's wrong."

"I'm so…hot…I…it hurts," Elena stumbled over her words, her vision burry. She didn't know when her eyes lost focus completely and she fell to the ground.

Being the closest, Caroline dove for her friend, catching Elena before her head hit the carpet. "Elena?" She placed a hand against the human's forehead. "Can you hear me?"

Elijah and Klaus rushed forward, both concerned, in different ways, but nonetheless, concerned. Kol and Rebekah hung back, both confused by the night.

"What the fuck just happened?" Kol asked, looking from one brother to another.

Caroline removed her hand from Elena. "She's burning up," panic laced her voice as she looked to Elijah for guidance. If there was one person in the room that even remotely cared for Elena's wellbeing without a selfish motive, it would be the eldest Mikaelson sibling.

Elijah immediately squatted down next to Elena, feeling the fevered skin. A frown marred his features as the brunette turned her face into his touch. "We need to get her fever down…a cold bath."

Caroline nodded, picking her friend up. "Just lead the way," she told Elijah, willing to listen to his directions.