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1853

"Nadina Ingrid will be missed."

Skylar nodded at the servant's words, eyes gazing down at the ground. She shifted from foot to foot, numbly watching as Markus, one of their servants, returned to digging a hole for the coffin that held Nadina, another one of their servants.

But, unlike Markus and the others, she had become close to Stefan.

She had minded the child whenever their parents had an event to go to, as he needed more care than the other children did. Nadina had been a constant in Stefan's short life and that morning she sadly died. But, unlike many others, it hadn't been a disease, it had been of old age.

Since Stefan had been fond of her, their father had taken better care of Nadina more than he had their other servants.

For some reason, their father was more fond of Stefan than he was his other children.

"I'll miss her."

Skylar let out a long sigh and brushed Stefan's hair from his eyes."I know you will, Steffie, but Father will find you a new Nadina. One that will stay for much longer."

"What will happen to her now?"Stefan asked, sniffing as his eyes filled up with wetness once more."Won't she be scared under the ground?"

"She will...sleep and no, she isn't scared because her soul is in a much better place."

"What about her family? Won't they miss her?"

"Nadina didn't have a family. She was old, remember? Her family passed away a long time ago. You were the only family she had left. People get old and then they die. They sleep forever."

Stefan gasped, eyes wide. He held onto her for dear life, suddenly forgetting about Nadina. The seven-year-old shook his head wildly, eyes widening as he stared at her. Even at such a young age, Stefan was very aware and intelligent, but that was also a curse for him.

"Will you die?"He asked, wetness falling down her cheeks."I don't want you to die. Do not die, Skylar, please-"

"Hush now. You'll get yourself into a state."

"You s-said that pe-people get old and they..."He paused, gasping for air as he tried to control herself."d-die. I don't want you or Damon to sleep forever."

He loved her and Damon.

More than he loved anything.

Skylar bent down to her brother's level and brushed his tears away.

"Shhh."She smiled at her brother."Damon and I aren't going anywhere, not for a long time."

"Really?"

She nodded, a smile on her face."And, even if, and that's a big if, we do go somewhere that you can't follow with your body, we'll still be here."

She placed her hand over his heart."We'll always be here."

Stefan paused, placing his hand over Skylar's heart.

He sniffed, nose red.

"Promise?"

She nodded."Promise. Us Salvatore kids don't leave one another, all right?"

Stefan nodded.

Stefan smiled widely, green eyes lighting up again, holding tightly onto her hands as if his life depended on it.

The two began to make their way back to their home.

But, as they neared the door, Stefan suddenly stopped, and he turned to his sister.

Skylar looked down at her brother, confused.

Stefan smiled up at his sister before kissing the back of her hand.

"I love you, Sky. I never want to leave you."

Skylar smiled, touched.

She leant down and kissed her brother's cheek.

"I love you too, Steffie. I never want to leave you, either."


"Sweetheart?"

Skylar's gaze left the chair across from her as she snapped out of her hallucination. She weakly turned her head and looked up to see Klaus standing over her, a glass of water in his hand.

Klaus was gone a second later, and Stefan appeared, smiling down at her.

"I'm a bad brother, aren't I, Sky?"

Skylar shook her head, ignoring the pain in her neck."No...i love you. I'm happy you came."

"I'll always come for you. Damon's on his way."

Skylar felt a lump in her throat at his words, and she began to show the fear she felt. Stefan moved closer to her, observing her and she smiled. But then he was gone and, in his place, was Klaus again, glass in hand.

"Are you all right, love?"

Skylar blinked, confused.

"You're not Stefan."

Klaus simply stared at her before he shook his head."No, otherwise I'd be handing over the coffins I stole from the most feared creature in history."

He held out the glass of water, but she just stared at him before returning to her blank stare to the chair across from her. Klaus' eyes remained on her for a long moment before he put down the glass and sat on the chair she had been staring at.

The two stared at each other for a long while, daring the other to break eye contact.

"What a way to die."She stated, crossing one leg over the other, adding without thinking."Staring into the pretty ocean blue/green eyes of the hybrid dick who happens to be the reason I'm dying."

Klaus suddenly let out a chuckle.

"What?"She asked, confused.

"Think my eyes are pretty do you, love?"

Skylar simply stared at him, blankness in her eyes before saying."At least let me die in peace."

She suddenly let out a painful wince, hand covering the bite on her neck. Klaus stared at her, mind flashing to the first time they had met and realised that she looked a broken down version of the lovely woman he had met.

Klaus' smile fell."It wasn't personal, love."

"Yeah, it was."She said, wiping her sweat coated forehead."Stefan took your coffins, and you want to get to him, but you made a wrong move."

She met his gaze, brushing the hair from her face.

"Even when he had humanity, he was solely focused on Elena. They both were, still are."Skylar let out a bitter laugh."I tried to tell Damon about the bite. I didn't get a word in edgeways. He was too focused on doing Elena's bidding."

"He doesn't know his sister is dying?"

She didn't reply, but that was his answer.

"Family is supposed to be forever, literally if you're a vampire."Skylar's head fell to the side as she felt herself become weaker."But what does it mean when those who you call family leave you whenever they think they've found someone better?"

Klaus didn't say anything, he simply stared at her, an unreadable expression on his face.

"You don't care about anything, how are you supposed to know?"She mumbled, eyes fluttering."You only want the coffins; that's why I'm dying. You wanna know where they are?"

Klaus eyed her before giving a sharp nod.

"They're at the Abandoned Cottage also known as the Witch Burial Ground."She mumbled, but he could hear her."They'll do anything you want if you threaten Bonnie."

Klaus looked at her, his werewolf side kicking in as he tried to figure out to see if she was lying.

She wasn't.

Klaus let out a relieved and amused chuckle as he stared at her."Well, you know, the funny thing about witches is, that living or dead, they care about their own. A hundred dead witches have a thousand living descendants, and I have no problem killing every last one of them to get my family back."

Skylar's eyes were half open as she let out a giggle."Family. You care about family? At least someone does. You're not so bad, are you?"

"I'm the reason you're dying, love."

"At least I helped bring a family together."She whispered, her eyes shutting, face sickly white."Stefan, Damon and I used to say 'we're family. From womb to tomb'. They haven't said that since Katherine. I-I miss that. I miss..."

She suddenly stopped talking.

Klaus was by her side in an instant.

"Love?"

She didn't reply.

Klaus shook her, leaning closer, noticing that her heartbeat was slowing down. Dangerously. He let out a growl, wondering why he was even bothered by her death.

She was nothing.

He liked her voice; that was it.

She was useful.

"Bloody hell."

Klaus, before he could think, let his hybrid face come forward. His double fangs extracted, veins appeared underneath his eyes and his orbs turned amber. He brought his wrist to his mouth, sinking his teeth into his skin.

"Come on, love."He whispered, pulling her limp body into his arms. Her back was against his chest, head on his shoulder as he brought his wrist to her mouth."Take a drink for me."

Moments passed, and nothing happened.

Blood stained her lips, running down her cheeks.

"Love?"

Klaus was about to pull his wrist away, but he felt lips move against his skin as they parted. He felt a jolt run through his body as he felt her tongue against his wrist as she licked her lower lip to lap up the blood. She began to sip on the cure to the bite, and Klaus held her as she drank.

"That's it..."Klaus mumbled, eyes on the bite that was already beginning to heal.

A gasp came from the female vampire as her eyes snapped open, and life returned to them as she healed. He watched as she still continued to feed on him even though she'd had enough to completely heal her. Her hands came up, and she shakily grabbed onto him, keeping his wrist against her so that she could continue to feed on him.

He just watched her silently until her eyes met his.

She froze, watching him until she, mind connecting with body, pulled away from him, sitting up straight.

Klaus straightened as she sat up, rushing over to a mirror that was hanging on the wall. She looked at herself, pulling back her hair that had fallen from the ponytail.

Klaus tilted his head, a small smile on his face as she let out a relieved laugh.

"I'm not dying?"

He shook his head."No, love."

She spun around on her heel, walking slowly over to him."You healed me."

Klaus only nodded.

"Why?"

He thought about her one worded question, and he realised that he didn't know why.

He just focused on that she'd given him the information that he needed.

And he repeated that.

"You gave me what I needed. The location of my family."Klaus replied, hands behind his back."I repay you by letting you live."

She nodded.

"I'll leave now."

Klaus watched as she turned to leave and he wondered why he felt the urge to go after her.


Present—Salvatore Boarding House

Thank God for vampire speed.

Opening the front door to her bedroom, Skylar let out a long breath, running her fingers through her hair as she hip-checked the door shut behind her. She practically bounced her way toward the bed, wondering if Klaus' blood had made her feel slightly giddy. She had never shared blood with someone, but she had heard that it was somewhat pleasurable.

She felt better.

She felt secure.

"Oh, I missed you..."Skylar whispered as she gazed at her bed."You won't ever leave me, will you?"

Skylar quickly got out of her boots and, after changing into a nightshirt, the female vampire crawled onto her bed. She released a satisfied moan as her exhausted body was embraced by her bed after she slipped underneath the sheets.

Skylar nestled into her pillow, arms wrapping around it as if it were another body that was hugging her back.

The female vampire switched off the lamp on her bedside table, and silence enveloped her.

Until there was a soft knock on her bedroom door.

"Sky?"

She didn't reply but turned to face the door.

It was Damon.

"Tyler told me what happened. I saw you when you came back; I know you're not hurt but..."

Damon's voice dropped to a remorseful tone."I'm sorry, okay?"

He paused as he waited for her to respond but she heard him slump against the door, a sigh falling from his lips. She knew that he felt bad, and he always did when his actions came back to him concerning him hurting her, but she didn't care to respond.

Skylar chewed on her lower lip as she tried to stop herself from verbally attacking her brother. Skylar had a short temper, something she inherited from her father and her elder brother. Like Damon, she was impulsive, something that tended to lead to someone being killed.

So, instead, Skylar shut her eyes and tried to drown out her brother.

"Stef told me that the coffins are gone. I know you told him but I won't let him bother you."Damon spoke again, trying his hardest to put his feelings into words even though he wasn't good at it.

The male Salvatore tapped his fingers against the door."Sky, I'm sorry. I'm an ass, and I know it."

A few seconds passed, and Skylar's ear picked up on Damon's feet as he walked away from the door. The female vampire turned back around, facing the window, the only light in the room was the moon staring at her through the glass.

Skylar snuggled deeper into her bed; sheets tucked up against her chin.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Skylar's body relaxed, and it wasn't long before she fell deep into a slumber.


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