It had been at least a year since Klaus had taken Stefan away from Mystic Falls. He had taken him away from humans, who knew too much about vampires and from vampires who didn't even know how to really be vampires. It wasn't the life a true ripper should have been living. Having to drink from animals or from a blood bag every time they were thirsty. Klaus was disgusted with the idea of ever having to live on just bags of blood. He needed the hunt, he needed the kill and more than anything Klaus needed to hear the screams of his victims.

Klaus ran his index finger around the rim of the now empty glass sitting on the table in front of him, along with the now empty bottle of whiskey. He let out a low and long sigh as he looked away from the glass and let his hand fall to the table. He pushed himself away from the table and stood up from the chair he had been sitting in. He wasn't sure how long he had even been sitting at the table staring at an empty glass and he had no intentions on finding out. He reached down with his right hand and picked the glass up. He walked quickly but quietly towards the sink. He set the empty glass in the sick then turned himself away from the sink. He leaned his backside against the counter and crossed his arms across his chest. Klaus was debating on going to Stefan's room to see if he had returned the evening before, but stopped himself as he thought about it a little longer. Instead Klaus pushed away from the counter and walked over to the shaded window. He reached out and pushed the shades out of his way. A soft smile grew at the corner's of his lips as he felt the morning sun hit his skin. He let his arms fall to his side as he stood in front of the window enjoying the heat from the sun.

Stefan had been laying in the bed he had been sharing with Klaus for the past few months, with the fight the night before playing over and over in his head. He let out a low but quiet sigh as he tried to keep the words that were said from getting to him once again. He rolled over in the bed and shook his head as he realized Klaus would probably not be laying next to him again.

-The Night Before-

Klaus had been standing in the living room on the phone with an old friend of his, when Stefan had walked into the room. Before Klaus spoke another word on the phone he quickly closed the phone and placed it into his pocket.

"Who was that?" Stefan asked in a low voice as he walked over to the couch and took a seat.

"An old friend, no one important." Klaus said as he went an joined Stefan on the couch, sitting next to him.

"So what did you two talk about then?" Stefan asked as he turned a little to look at Klaus and lightly shrugged his shoulders.

Klaus looked upon Stefan's face and couldn't help but smile. "Nothing of importance." He spoke as he leaned in and softly kissed the side of Stefan's neck.

Stefan closed his eyes for a short second as he felt Klaus' lips upon his skin. "So if it wasn't important then why not tell me?" Stefan looked at Klaus, wondering if he didn't trust Stefan.

Klaus pulled away from Stefan's neck and frowned his brow slightly. "It was just an old friend, that's all." He spoke with his brow still frowned.

"Fine, then don't tell me." Stefan said shaking his head lightly as he started to get up from the couch.

Klaus grabbed his arm and pulled him back down onto the couch. "Why are you being like this? It was just a phone call."

"Being like what?" Stefan almost snapped out as he turned his head to look at Klaus.

"Being like a child just because I won't tell you what I was talking about on the phone." Klaus said in a stern voice.

Stefan rolled his eyes and pushed Klaus away from him and got up off the couch. "I am not acting like a child." He spit out. "I just don't see why you can't trust me enough to tell me what it was about." He said crossing his arms as he turned away from Klaus, trying to keep his cool.

Klaus pushed himself up off the couch. "Yes you are, your acting like a child and you can't even deny it." He spoke feeling his heart beat start to race in anger. "You think I don't trust you? If I didn't trust you I wouldn't have you here with me now would I?" He hissed out.

"You only want me here because you don't like being alone." Stefan mumbled under his breath.

Klaus tried ignoring Stefan's last come back as he walked into the kitchen and grabbed himself an empty glass and poured himself a glass of whiskey. "You think I want you here just because I don't want to be alone?" He finally asked feeling hurt.

"Yes." Stefan said turning a little to see Klaus in the kitchen, knowing he hurt him with what he said, but he felt as if it were true. "You didn't even deny that its not true." He added as he looked over at the door, knowing it would be best if he left for a while to give them both time to relax and cool down.

Klaus gripped onto the bottle of whiskey and finished his drink in one sip. "If you want to go then go!" He yelled as he turned away so Stefan couldn't see how hurt he was.

"Fine I will." Stefan spoke in an angered tone as he walked over to the door. He reached out and opened the door. He stepped out of the door and slammed it behind him.

Once Klaus heard the door slam shut he threw the empty glass in his hand and let out a low growl. He turned and grabbed another glass then walked over to the kitchen table and sat down pouring himself another glass of whiskey.

Stefan, as quickly as he could, made his way out of the apartment building and down the road. He wasn't going to stay gone forever, he just needed some time to himself to think and give himself some space away from Klaus. He would return to him once his head was clear and after he had himself something to eat.

Back in the apartment Klaus was finishing his fourth drink since Stefan slammed the door shut and left the apartment. His mind was racing, he could feel his heart beating like a drum inside of him. He knew he loved Stefan, at least that's what he thought it was, and he was more than sure he didn't want to lose him. He had thoughts about going after him, but he wasn't even sure if Stefan would want him to come looking for him. He had never been in fight like this with Stefan before, so he wasn't even sure if Stefan would return to him or if he would remain alone once again.

Klaus let out a low sigh as he sat at the table staring down at the bottle of whiskey, he had only opened the night before, which was now almost gone. He had almost finished the entire bottle since Stefan walked out the door. He stood up from the table and walked over to the couch. He laid himself down and closed his eyes as he thought about what was next for him.

Stefan had found himself standing in the middle of a bar, watching a slender red head near the bar. He wasn't sure how long he had been watching her, but knew he wanted to drain her dry. He put on a slight smirk as he walked over to her.

"Hello." Stefan spoke in a soft and seductive tone as he leaned against the bar with his body facing the girl.

The girl giggled softly as she had turned to see who had said 'Hello' to her. "Oh hello." She said with a soft blush spreading across her cheeks.

"Can I buy you a drink?" Stefan asked as he turned his head slightly to look over at the bartended then back to the poor girl.

"I'd really like that, but I was about to leave." The girl said with a 'I'm sorry' look on her face then looked down at her cell phone to see what time it was. "Oh its later than I thought, I really have to go." She said looking back up to Stefan.

"Let me walk you out then?" Stefan said with a soft nod of his head and a smirk growing at the corners of his lips as he held out his arm for her too take.

The girl nodded her head softly with a smile. "That would be great." She said as she placed her hand on his arm.

"Great." Stefan said as he lead the girl out of the bar and down the road a bit. He looked around a bit making sure no one seen them and pulled the girl into an alleyway. The girl screamed lightly as Stefan had pushed her against the brick wall. Stefan lifted his hand and covered her mouth, to muffle the screams. He then let his fangs drop and quickly sank his teeth into the nape of her neck.

Not long after Stefan's fangs where in the girls neck, she was dead. Stefan had drained her fast, making sure not to get blood anywhere. Something he had learned from Klaus. He just let the girls body fall to the ground and stepped away from her corpse. He cleaned his mouth off with his sleeve and let out a low hiss as he was feeling a bit better, then walked out of the alleyway and headed back towards the apartment.

As Klaus laid on the couch, he closed his eyes and let out a growl. He kept his eyes closed as he hoped sleep would take him over and it would soon be morning so he could forget about what had happened. Hoping the words would be gone and Stefan would be back. He soon drifted off to sleep.

Stefan made it back to the apartment not long after Klaus had fell asleep. Stefan quietly made his way into the apartment, making sure not to wake Klaus if he had fallen asleep. Or even to piss Klaus off if he had been still drinking. He looked over to the couch and seen Klaus sleeping on the couch and let out a low sigh. He quietly made his way to the bedroom door and opened it. He slipped inside the room and closed the door. He quickly pulled his shirt off and threw it over towards the closet.

Stefan then sat down on the edge of the bed and untied his shoes. He took them both off and placed them on the side of the bed. He stood back up from the bed and walked over to the dresser on the other side of the room He leaned down and opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a pair of shorts. He closed the drawer and stood up once again. He quickly removed his jeans, letting them fall to the floor, and stepped out of them. He slipped the shorts on, he turned around and looked over at the bed.

Stefan let a low sigh escape his lips as he walked back over to the empty bed. He crawled into the bed and under the blankets. Not that he needed the blankets. He laid on his back and looked up at the ceiling. He closed his eyes tightly as he tried to force himself to fall asleep and try to forget everything that had happened that evening. After tossing and turning for an hour, Stefan finally fell asleep.