Chapter 2

"She's beautiful."

Klaus, Damon, and Tyler were all sitting around the kitchen table discussing Sarah. Not much ground had been covered regarding the woman's background. Of course Damon would be able to get information about her prior to her change with ease, though that wouldn't help them with figuring out what she was or how she came to be it. Damon had fallen off the track several times already.

"You're not screwing her Damon." Klaus barked out in a hushed tone. For the last few hours he'd been listening closely for any sounds of an attempted escape and even checked up on Sarah once but the girl was knocked out cold. Damon had been taking up most of his energy though, over the past few years he'd gone through periods of falling violently in and out of love, and having his hostage being Damon's newest target irked him. "We've got to find a way to jog her memory, or extract the knowledge somehow. She knows what she is and who made her; it's just buried under years of drug abuse apparently." Klaus rubbed his temple, he felt surrounded by idiots.

Tyler had rested his head on the table quite some time ago in an attempt to block out the two bickering men with huge egos. He lifted his head up and rested them on his folded hands. They were at a dead end and it agitated him just as much as it did Klaus, though he could reserve himself more. How could they get information from Sarah if she didn't even remember it? Then Tyler's mind clicked.

"We need to call Bonnie."

The two other men snapped their heads and stared at Tyler.

"Oh no no no," Damon shook his head and raised his hands up in defense, "none of us are on good terms with that witch. You two especially…" He trailed off not wishing to touch on the subject any more.

"Bonnie was seeing and hearing from her ancestors for a reason, she should be the one to connect with Sarah. It's even possible Sarah has some spell on her so she's unable to remember what happen, Bonnie could undo it." Tyler tried to reason with the two other stubborn men, though if he convinced Klaus the opinion of the often drunk vampire didn't quite matter.

Running his hand over his face Klaus groaned. "He's right Damon. I don't trust any of the witches I've had contact with recently with this information. And I'm sure Bonnie is curious about this too, she'd have no other reason to tell me otherwise."

Tyler sat back in his seat, giving a self-satisfied grin. It wasn't often Klaus would listen to him or even give him much time to talk, but he was Tyler's friend. One of Tyler's very few friends. "I'll call Bonnie tonight then."

Klaus nodded and rubbed at the scruff growing under his chin, thinking of their next move. He needed control of the situation and he needed it now. They had no leverage over the woman, without leverage there was no way to persuade her besides force. The hybrid did not want to continue chasing after the escapee at all hours of the day. "Damon since you're the one head over heels for the little she-demon you can go digging around in her past, assuming she gave us the correct name. Find out where she was born and if she has any living relatives. We've got to find some weak spot. Just get anything you can about her and her possible family."

"Oh yes your majesty." Damon stood up and swooped his arm dramatically. He had adjusted to Klaus's ability to decide he had become king of the castle. "Tell me when you'll be heading back to Mystic Falls, I'll meet you there with what I can find." He gave a short wave towards Tyler before shoving his hands into his pockets and strutting out of the loft. His ego felt a little bruised that Klaus was shooing him away from Sarah but digging into her past would surely entertain him.

Klaus leaned back in his chair and peered down the hallway that led to his bedroom, he could hear her moving around and doing god knows what. "Tyler go to the safe house so you can get everything ready. Call Bonnie to brief her on the situation and tomorrow morning I will meet you there with the woman." Klaus's brows knitted together as Sarah continued to mess around in his room.

"Klaus we could leave tonight, we just-"

"No," Klaus grunted waving his hand absent mindedly waving off Tyler, "we've got some bonding to do so I'll need the rest of today. Just go to the save house." The younger hybrid nodded and followed Damon's path out the door. Once he was out the door Klaus shot out from his chair and towards his bedroom. He pushed open the door just in time to see Sarah pull one of his own white shirts over her shoulders. She was wearing his shirt. And his pants. And probably his underwear still. "What are you doing?" His voice took on a harsh tone as he looked at the contents of his drawers and closet strewn across the room.

Sarah peered over her shoulder as she adjusted Klaus's clothes, she wasn't swimming in them like before but they were still too big. "I got tired of just wearing underwear and a shirt five times my size." She turned around and pushed past Klaus then headed to the bathroom where she began using other various possessions of Klaus. The anger boiling from Klaus was tangible to Sarah, it prickled her skin as he stepped closer. "I'd say I was sorry but you did kind of kidnap, kill me, then try to kill me again. So, yeah, fuck you." Sarah leaned against the counter of the sink and smiled brightly at him.

A growl began to rumble in Klaus's chest as Sarah sassed him frivolously. "You're beginning to make me wish there was a way for you to die." He muttered through his teeth, it was taking copious amounts of his own strength to refrain from snapping her neck. She just stood there, doing whatever she pleased and using all of Klaus's things. But, he couldn't help himself from leaning against the door frame and stare at Sarah as she brushed out her long hair that framed her face like a beautiful mane. As the sun sifted through the window it turned her hair an auburn color. Klaus's mind began to wander as he continued to watch. Wondering what it would feel like to run his fingers through her waves, to even pull at her long hair while he-

"Will you stop staring at me like that?" Sarah's exasperated plea stirred Klaus from his thoughts; she couldn't stand the way he was looking at her. The anger faded from the hybrid but she could feel another, more uncomfortable feeling stirring beneath his skin.

"I wonder what your blood tastes like?" Klaus hissed as he urged his hands not to wrap around Sarah's neck again. The bickering between the two was increasingly agitating, knowing it would only get worse just frustrated Klaus further.

"Like fire." Sarah slammed the brush down against the sink and quickly slunk out of the room.


With another hour of trivial arguments Klaus was finally able to get Sarah out of the loft. He found her such a ridiculous woman. It took convincing to even move her from the couch she'd taken residence up on. After their encounter in the bathroom she was quieter, less words were spoken but they were still stinging. Though Klaus had been offering to take her shopping to find more feminine clothing and also to feed her since the leftovers in the loft were not up to snuff. But, she didn't want to move from her perch. The thought of going anywhere with Klaus seemed to irk her. He got her off the couch though, well, he got her off by literally dragging her. It made Klaus uneasy to have her in his clothes, it seemed too personal to share clothing with her. Once Klaus had pushed her into the outside world both were at a loss when they entered a clothing store near Klaus's apartment complex.

"I don't know what you're expecting me to do; I haven't really been shopping lately." Sarah stared around the store wide-eyed at the enormous amount of clothing that hung from the four walls.

Wandering around with Sarah close in tow, Klaus picked up random articles of clothing to try and get her into. "Even if you've been living on the streets, aren't women supposed to be born with an innate urge to spend a man's money?"

Sarah almost felt offended at Klaus's comment. "I'm not like the women you fuck and chuck. I'm not a vapid imbecile."

Within half a second Klaus spun around and closed in on Sarah so their noses were a centimeter away. "Could have fooled me." He grunted at Sarah softly, shoving all the clothes in her arms before pushing her into a changing room. Sarah needed out of men's clothing and she certainly needed women's undergarments. It took about ten minutes for Sarah to mull through all the clothing that had been thrust at her. Anything that had been more extravagant that a t-shirt had infringed upon her basic tastes. Before Klaus could open his mouth to respond to Sarah's choice of just t-shirts and jeans an employee burst into their little private world.

A very muscular and tan man dressed in all black walked over to the pair. "Can I help you two? Are you looking for anything in particular? Perhaps something a little more special for your girlfriend than just jeans?"

Sarah opened her mouth to respond but Klaus cut her off.

"Oh absolutely," a wicked grin spread across his face, "something a little more sexy. I'm tired of her looking so plain."

"With a body like that I don't blame you." The other man chuckled and winked at Sarah as he walked off to get something to Klaus's liking.

Once he was out of ear shot Sarah rushed at Klaus who had been lounging in a chair in front of the changing room. "What are you doing? This isn't funny. I'm not a play thing you can dress up!" The smaller woman was seething over him, and he loved it.

Klaus reached up and grasped her face in one hand. "You're whatever I say you are sweetheart." He blew her a kiss before releasing her face earning him a very disgusted reaction.

The employee came back with several small pieces of cloth that were trying to feign themselves as dresses. Sarah's eyes went wide but she could not protest because the man was already shoving her back into the changing room. "Don't worry, I'm looking out for you." He grinned as he gave her the dresses and closed her in.

It took another 15 minutes for Klaus to coax Sarah out of the small room. He almost felt as if they were a couple, arguing constantly over meaningless things though it seemed much more aggravating than a normal relationship should be. "Look, just come out and we'll go get food. You don't have to wear a damn dress but you're not wearing my clothes. You've got to get something." Klaus groaned as he leaned against the outside of the room Sarah had shut herself off in.

"…I can't get out of it."

"What…?"

"I cannot get out of the dress." Sarah finally admitted through the thin door, exasperation seeping from her voice.

"You've got to be kidding me." Klaus growled as he opened up the door. He had been trying to be kind to get her out of the room when she'd actually just been stuck in there. It was ridiculous. As he pushed back the curtain Sarah had also hid herself behind Klaus was caught in another moment like that in the bathroom. He had been so wrong about her body not being good enough, as she stood there awkwardly his eyes were glued to delicate curves of her body. The curve of her chest and the way her waist sloped gently into her hips in the skin tight black dress stirred a primal urge inside Klaus. The tremor in his hands was barely noticeable but Klaus felt it in his bones as he reached for the zipper of the dress Sarah could not seem to get, suppressing the need to push her up against the wall and push up her skirt. It'd been awhile since he'd actually been with a woman and having one he now thought so attractive was killing him. The disturbed hybrid quickly moved the zipper down to where Sarah could reach it then immediately excused himself. The employee that had insisted on helping was waiting patiently but Klaus just shoved the jeans and tees at him, along with a few undergarments Sarah had chosen on her own. "Just go ring these up." He grunted before throwing his credit card at the man.


Sitting in a small Chinese restaurant the pair shared very little words besides:

"What can I have?"

"Anything."

They had been there at least two hours and Sarah just continued to shovel food into her mouth. It seemed like she had ordered every single item on the menu and she just couldn't get enough. Her rapid eating and the enormous amount she had been eating awed the owners of the shop and other customers that looked at the petite woman inhaling food like air. Klaus looked on in slight disgust and moderate amazement. It helped to stifle some of the needs he still felt burning away at the edges of his mind. The more he thought about it, the worse it got. He needed to rid himself of this fraying on his self-control.

Klaus excused himself from the table and made a call to Tyler. "Come pick the girl from Quach's Diner. Take her to the safe house, I'll meet you there in the morning. I have something I need to do." He ended the call then walked out from the restaurant completely towards the darkening horizon.

A few minutes later Tyler took Klaus's place in the restaurant and sat across from Sarah who seemed to be in a stupor. Her head was buried in her arms as she splayed herself across the table. An unintelligible groan of pain slipped out of her lips as Tyler poked at her cautiously.

"Hey, Klaus sent me here to get you." Tyler scooted back in his chair as he watched the woman with a wary eye.

"Who's Klaus?" Sarah mumbled wrapping her arms around her stomach and resting her chin on the table so she could stare at Tyler lazily.

The hybrid's brow wrinkled together in confusion. "He's the guy that almost killed you, the one that's been toting you around. English accent, blonde hair, remember?" He stood up and walked over to Sarah, offering his hand. "And I guess he got you drunk too."

Grunting, Sarah grabbed onto Tyler's hand as she hauled herself up from her seat. "No, just ate a lot." She wrapped her other arm back around her stomach, bemoaning the stomach ache that she had given herself.

Tyler was a little confused by her change in attitude but led Sarah the black SUV parked outside the restaurant and headed to the safe house just as Klaus had asked. The twenty minute ride was silent aside from Sarah's small noises of discomfort as she curled into herself in the passenger's seat. Once they got to the location Tyler hopped out of the car and scooped Sarah up from her side of the car, she had passed out or at least was too full to move herself from the car. They reached what looked like a storage unit but once Tyler pushed against a small panel and a keypad popped up. Entering the pass code the door of the unit began to lift upwards allowing Tyler with Sarah in his arms to the strangely decorated unit. Guns, stakes, and various other weapons were stuck up on each wall, a single bed against one wall, a TV, a variety of household items, and small fridge took up the rest of the space.

Pushing herself out of Tyler's arms, Sarah fumbled over to the bed and flopped down into it. Once she was sufficiently curled into the sheets Sarah blinked up at Tyler who had just been staring at her, his lips pressed together in a tight line being the only tell-tale sign of his mild agitation. "You chased me for months and I had to sleep in sewers. The least you can give me in return is a bed to rest in before your boss comes back and you both either try to kill me again or whatever things like you do."

Attempting to be controlled around her was difficult, the girl had started to ware at Tyler's nerves. He grabbed a foldable chair from another corner of the room and planted himself by the bed. "We're not going to kill you, we can't. At least not right now, I can't guarantee you that in the future Klaus wont want to off you. When he says the word and we know how, we might kill you. Depends on if you're a threat to us." Tyler reached over to the fridge and pulled out two bottles of beers, handing one to Sarah.

"So what exactly are you?" Sarah questioned, popping off the cap to her beer and slugging some of it back. "I thought you were all vampires, but that dark haired guy was one, you and the other guy are different though. I can feel it." She placed the beer on the ground and laid on her back, staring at the ceiling intently.

"You can feel it?" Tyler snorted, sipping slowly at his own drink. He watched her carefully, she seemed very volatile and he knew what she was capable of when she was weaker so god knew what she was like well fed and rested.

Sarah simply nodded and turned over so her face was buried into the pillow. "I can feel everything. I can feel how you're nervous and frustrated with me. I can feel deeper how you're still sad about something. I can feel that your body heat is higher than a human's and a vampire's, as is your heart beat. I can feel every little emotion of confusion and curiosity that is flashing across your brain right this second. I bet you I could know what you're feeling even before you do. And now I'm tired and I don't want to feel anything." Then like that she was out, from full speed to soundly sleeping crawl Sarah was passed out.

She'd pegged it right; Tyler sat there in confusion as the young woman who'd been speaking at a million miles a minute now laid sleeping effortlessly. All of the danger she could have possibly posed dissipated but Tyler was still left with a disturbing feeling. Whatever she was Sarah could expose his emotions apparently and that made him feel naked. When Klaus had called him to pick her up he had sounded very flustered himself, Sarah had probably done the same to him. Sighing, Tyler shook his head and put Sarah's words behind him as he finished off his beer. He pulled a blanket out from under the bed and wrapped it around himself before quickly falling asleep.


Klaus let out a primitive growl as he thrust himself into the woman that lay in his bed. Bloody bite marks littered the woman's body but she continued to cling to his body. Her hands tore at the skin on his back while she writhed underneath him.

"Tell me-"

"Shut up."

His voice was husky and demanding as the woman tried to distract him from the task at hand. He lifted her legs to his shoulders and continued to slam into her at in inhuman pace. As Klaus felt his climax approaching he flipped the woman over and pulled her into his lap, his hips bucking wildly against her as his own fingers dug into her lower back. Even with a beautiful woman naked on top of him Klaus's mind was still wandering. Pushing the woman's hair to the side he began to kiss up her shoulder roughly before rearing his head backwards and literally tearing into it.

The woman let out a piercing scream until Klaus slammed his hand over her mouth while still burying his fangs into her flesh. As her blood flowed down his throat Klaus felt the edge fade. He moaned into her skin as he felt his release and his body go into a state of ease. Seeing as she had gone limp the hybrid pushed his former partner off of his own body, her blood smeared from his mouth to chest. He walked unfazed from the once white sheets of his bed to his shower. As he turned on the water and it hit his skin, washing away the event that had just occurred, Klaus's mind had begun to shift back to what he could not stop thinking about.

No thought had dominated his mind more than that of the one that had crossed it earlier in the dressing room with Sarah. As the water at Klaus's feet swirled with red he could only be reminded of the long, red hair that had captivated him. A roar ripped through his throat and he plunged his fist into the wall of the shower. He couldn't get rid of that edge, it stayed on his mind pushing him to a goal he could not achieve. If he could just get her once, just one time before she became obsolete to his needs, then he could be able to function correctly again. He had to at least try.


A/N: Sorry for the slow update but school keeps me pretty busy from writing! I know the last little bit is a little sexual and violent but it's gonna play into the development in the current Klaus. Anyhow, hope everyone enjoyed! Reviews, critiques, and what not are always appreciated (: