A/N: Some people have been a bit 'wtf is happening here?!' so I'm going to clear up as much confusion as I can without spoiling the plot.
1) Klaus did kidnap Elena with the intent of sacrificing her however since he needs to find a moonstone and a werewolf he's going to have some fun with her first.
2) I appreciate the personalities are not identical to the TV series. Klaus is a little bit less psychotic, because i enjoy the teasing side of him, and Elijah is a little bit meaner then he's been lately (harking back to the days of breaking windows with coins and slicing Trevor's head off with a sweep of his hand).
3) Elijah is the eldest surviving brother, which makes him the second eldest vampire in the world. That will be seen in this story.
Also *spoiler* there will be lemons. And there will be threesomes. If people don't like that, I will put a warning at the top of the chapters that contain them so they can skim over


It was strange how oddly comfortable I found myself between the two men despite my crippling fear. They talked at points about things that made no sense to me and I was left alone apart from their frequent fleeting touches.

"You need to clean up" said Elijah after a while "You're all bloodstained"

"I think she looks delectable" said Klaus. I shifted away from him.

"Klaus," said Elijah, sternly "Elena is our guest. We do not leave our guests in dirty clothes, do we?"

"No. You're right," he stood up "Follow me Elena" I didn't want to agree with Elijah and follow Klaus but I was desperate to get out of my dirty, bloodstained clothes so I stood and followed Klaus down the corridor. He led me the opposite way then the room I'd woken in earlier and stopped at a large door with stained glass panes.

"This is your room Elena" he said, opening the door.

"I get my own room?" I was startled by this. He laughed.

"We are vampires but we are also men. Did you expect to be in a dungeon?"

"Umm...maybe"

"We enjoy our modern comforts and a dungeon would ruin the aesthetics of the house. You have a room of your own, although you may not always be alone in it" he smirked. I felt sick and distracted myself by looking around the room. It was spacious, with soft lighting and a color theme of cream and coffee. There was a large bed in the center that looked incredibly comfortable and inviting.

"This is the bathroom. There are towels on the radiator and bathrobes on the back of the door. I'll see you soon beautiful" he winked and left. I made a gagging noise, scowled and went into the bathroom. The first thing I did was to securely lock the door and then slip off my disgusting clothes. I felt better immediately. Not completely better but a little better which was good. I dumped my clothes into a hamper by the door and got in the shower, switching it on high and letting the water blast down onto me. It was wonderful to wash away the filth of the previous night and I stayed under the spray until it began to run cold. I got out and wrapped myself securely in a towel, then headed back into the room to find clean clothes. Someone had left a folded pile of clothes on the end of the bed. I picked them up cautiously, half expecting to find skimpy lingerie, but they were a pair of soft pyjamas which surprised me. I slipped them on, finding that they fit me perfectly. I wondered how they'd managed to get them for me. I sat on the bed and switched on the wall mounted flat screen television for lack of anything better to do. The news came on. There was a knock at the door and Elijah entered. I felt my breathing spike instantly. He smiled and came to sit next to me.

"Once again, our top story is the Mystic Falls Massacre that left over 20 high school students dead and several more in a critical condition" The words caught my attention and my eyes immediately focused on the screen. Images of the woods flashed up, alongside pictures of my classmates. I stopped breathing. Elijah sighed softly and touched my hand. I flinched but didn't move, eyes fixed on the screen.

"Have you cried for them yet Elena?" he asked quietly.

"Wh...what?" I said, confused.

"Grieving is an important process for humans and you have much to grieve for thanks to me and my brother" he said "As such, I have ordered Klaus to leave you in peace for the next few days. You are free to join us in the other rooms; you can go in the garden or stay in here. Whatever you wish. If you choose not to dine with us, I'll have food sent to you"

"ummm...thanks."

"You're welcome. In addition, I selected your clothing for today but there is ample to choose from" he indicated the wardrobe, and then stood up "I shall leave you to your thoughts" He left the room. I returned my gaze to the TV screen absently, my thoughts elsewhere. He said I had time to grieve but I wasn't even sure I knew how to do that. I'd never really considered it. I sighed, got up and headed out of the room. I needed air and Elijah had said i was free to go into the gardens so I decided that was the best place for me.

I headed down the corridor, searching for the way out. I eventually came to a side door and went to open it. A hand grabbed my wrist, startling me. I looked up and saw the owner was Klaus. I scowled and quickly pulled my arm away. He held on tight, bringing it to his mouth. He kissed my wrist softly.

"Where are you going Elena?"

"Outside." He chuckled

"Not right now Elena"

"Elijah said i could go where i wanted and i want to go outside and get some air" his laughter stopped and his eyes narrowed.

"I said not right now Elena" he said stiffly. "This is for your own good. There are wolves around and they hunt at night. You should stay inside at night" I scowled.

"Fine" I stalked off back to my room and threw myself down onto the bed. The TV was still on and they were still talking about the massacre. I whimpered softly.

"Still unaccounted for from the body count is Miss Elena Gilbert, age 16. Her parents say she attended the body but none of the victims have been identified as her. Her parents would like to make a personal please for her safe return home" I moved quicker then lightning and grabbed the remote, switching off the TV as my parents flickered onto the screen. I felt tears slipping down my cheeks. I lay on the bed, buried my face in the pillow and let it out come out. I cried and screamed, letting my emotions have free reign.


A/N: This chapter is quite short but i felt it was necessary for Elena to have some time to be emotional. The next chapter will get things back on track with the Elijah/Elena/Klaus triangle.