-Time Skip-

KPOV

As I pulled into the Salvatore boarding house I got off and handed the keys to Jasper. We had switched places once we hit the Virginia state lines. I opened the door but was pushed back by an invisible barrier. "Damon!" I screamed, knowing he was inside. He was there at the front door immediately. "Oh, dear wifey! You're home!" he said in a chirpy voice. Jasper growled at him. "Why can't we get in? I didn't need an invite last time I was here!" he chuckled. "We had to put the house in Elena's name so that she was kept safe while we figure out why all these vampires are after her. By the way, Kathrine is here." My eyes widen and I felt my fangs pop out. "Where?!" She tortured me after I lost Thaddeus. She taunted me about his death and about how Damon left me. "She's not in the house but she's in town." I nodded. "Get your human to invite me in! I'm tired and need a shower!" He called for Elena and when she came into view I lost all sense of lucidness. "I thought you said she wasn't in the house!" I tried lunging for her but was thrown back by the barrier! I snarled and kept trying. "You bitch! You're the reason I shut my humanity off! You're the reason I slaughtered towns after towns and gave into my vampire impulses!" She hides behind Damon. Jasper had to hold me back. He started purring but it wasn't doing much. "Karliah, this isn't Kathrine. It's her doppelganger." I shook my head. There's no way. "Listen to her heart. It beats faster than a vampire's. Smell the blood running through her veins." Damon whispered while grabbing my face. He was much too close for mine and Jaspers liking. My mate pushed him away. "Keep your hands to yourself!" he growled out. "Mine!" Damon sighed and looked back at Elena. "Invite them in," he said. "What?" she asked. "After she tried to kill me? Are you nuts? How can you trust them? They could be working for Elijah, or worse Klaus!" I snapped my eyes to her direction when she mentioned those two names. They were protecting her from the Mikealsons? "They can be trusted because I've known Karliah for a while, and in every aspect. I know her favorite foods, books, blood type. I even know how to make her scream," the lust in his voice was throwing me over the edge with murderous glares. "I get it; she was your fuck buddy!" "Oh no, no, no, Elena, she was my wife!" That statement made her back away from him. "Wife?" she asked. "Who would marry you?" I rolled my eyes. "Obviously me! Now invite me in!" She whispered a quick invite and I pulled Jasper along with me. He stopped and pinned Damon to the wall with his gun pointed at his heart. "You ever talk, or touch what's mine again, I won't hesitate to kill you! I don't care if you married her first! I don't care that you still love and care for her. She. Is. My. Mate! She hates you just as much as I do!" I smiled proudly and felt my lust spiking. He quirked an eyebrow at me. "Somethin' you want to tell me Darlin'?" he said in the sexiest southern drawl I have ever heard. I shook my head no and pulled the gun from his hands and stored it back into his holster. I turned towards Damon who looks relieved that I took the gun away. I simply smiled and grabbed his face. I leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "I better listen to him, Damon. He's hand very, very strong vampire blood, and very, very old blood. You know how old I am, so you know that he is stronger than you and Stefan combined." He shivered right before I snapped his neck. Elena started screaming. "Oh hush. You know about vampires. You know he'll come back." I snapped. "Yes, but it's still terrifying to see!" I ignored her and walked upstairs. Jasper fallowed me to our room. "Are you okay?" I asked him. He nodded and sat on the bed. He reached over and pulled me between his legs by my hips and hugged me around the waist. His head rested on my stomach. "I think I should be asking you that question," he chuckled out. I ran my fingers through his golden curls. "I'm fine," I sighed out. "Just tired is all." I pulled away, placing a small kiss to his forehead before heading into the bathroom for a shower. Once I was done I came out of the bathroom and noticed that Jasper had placed my pajamas on the bed in a neat pile while he was fast asleep on the bed. I smiled. He looked so peaceful while he slept. I was glad that I was able to give him back most of his human needs. He sighed my name in his sleep and it made me smile even more. I quickly dressed and threw my hair into a messy bun and laid down next to my mate and fell asleep thinking about the two Mikealsons Elena had mentioned.

I woke up to the sun shining in my face and the smell of bacon. I reached over to the other side. My hand landed on a cold sheet where Jasper was sleeping. I frowned and got dressed in a pair of skinny jeans, my confederate belt, a dark blue short sleeve, V-neck t-shirt, my grey cowboy boots and white cowboy hat. I applied light make-up and brushed out my hair letting my curls fall down my back before placing my hat back on my head. I flitted downstairs to hear Jasper talking to Elena. She was apologizing for her behavior yesterday. "I'm just scared out of my mind that someone is going to get hurt. I just want to keep everyone safe!" she stressed out. Jasper looked up from the coffee mug he was drinking out of, but it was too quick for her to notice. "I understand you want to keep your friends and family happy, but that doesn't mean you can assume that we're working with the bad guys. I've been around just as long as Damon and Stefan and I know how to snuff out the bad ones. Karliah has been around longer than all three of us." He explained to her. "She's stronger and faster and will do anything to keep you safe as long as you give her reasons to do so. She can be a very sweet girl. I've only known her for a few days, but being mates, I feel like I've known her my whole life. I love her already. I'm sorry you had to witness both our outburst like that." Elena nodded. "How old is Karliah?" I chose this time to make my presence known. "809 years old." She was startled when I spoke. "Karliah, I am so sorry for yesterday!" I smiled gently at her. "It's fine. I would have been the same way." She smiled back. "I made you some eggs, bacon and pancakes. They're in the oven on a plate. Jasper already ate." I nodded my tanks and took the plate out of the oven. Elena poured me a mug of coffee and refilled Jaspers cup. Wow, she's really upset about last night. I began to eat when I heard the front door open. "Elena?" the voice sounded whiny and I instantly hated the person. Jasper looked at me. "What?" I asked innocently. "Your emotions. They keep jumping everywhere. They're hard to keep up with." I looked at him funny. "Oh god!" he said while laughing. "I forgot to tell you that first night!" I raised both my eyebrows, intrigued now. "When I was a 'Cold One' I was and still am an empath. I can feel and manipulate emotions." He explained. Oh! So that's why I felt artificial calm a few times! I was broken out of my thoughts but a blond vampire. "Who's this?" she asked in tone that was meant to be sexy. It was directed at Jasper. She completely ignored me. "This Jasper and Karliah. They're friends of Damon's." she scoffed. "Damon doesn't have friends. He fucks, feeds, and kills. So she must being one of the whores from last night." Jasper had her pinned to the table his hand in her chest, fingers wrapped around her heart. A feral growl was rumbling through her chest. Elena was about to try and pull Jasper off of the blond but I grabbed her and shook my head no. "What is with everyone calling my mate a whore?! Does she look like she's workin' a street corner? Does she have a sign saying she's workin' for money?!" the blond shook her head no as tears rushed down her face. I could see the fear in her eyes. He was pushing all the fear he could muster at her. "Jasper," I said placing a hand on his shoulder. "Let her go. She didn't know." He growled a warning at her before removing his hand and walking away. "You just pissed off a very new and empathic vampire. You're lucky he wasn't what he used to be. He would have bit you and you wouldn't want that. Ask Damon how it feels to have been bitten by a Cold One. And for the record. I'm not Damon's friend. I'm his ex-wife!" I turned to Elena. "I'm sorry. As a male mate, he's possessive, and protective. He will stop at nothing to make sure I'm safe and happy. You're both lucky this happened with me in the room. He could have ripped her heart out." Elena nodded. "What are mates?" she asked. I smiled. "Soulmates," was all I said before leaving to find Jasper. I found him in the living room downing a glass of bourbon. I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind and breathed in his scent. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "For what?" he sighed and turned around in my arms. His own arms wrapped around my shoulders, holding me to his chest. "For being a possessive son of a bitch. For attacking everyone who touches you, or insulting you. I can't help it." I smiled and placed a series of small kisses on his chest. "It's what mates do." I giggled. "I was about to do something similar when I saw the way she was staring at you. She looked like she was about to jump your bones." He laughed. His chest vibrated with the sound and it made me happy. It made me so happy I started purring. Jaspers hands ran through my hair while his nose skimmed my neck. He started placing open mouth kisses along my shoulder and collarbone. His lips brushed against the mating mark he left on my neck and it sent shivers down my spine. I could feel the smirk that graced his lips. "You like that Darlin'? You like it when I touch my mark?" His said in a husky voice. My lust was building and I know he can smell my arousal. "Yes," was all I could come up with. "Not in the living room," We heard from behind us. Damon stood there, no shirt mind you, with an emotionless face. I knew he was hurting, seeing his ex-wife with another man. But if he was my mate than he would have marked me a long time ago. He would have never been able to leave me, even after our son died. But he did, and that proved to me that we weren't mates. That we weren't made for each other. I sighed and pulled Jasper to the couch. "So, what's the plan on protecting Elena?" I asked. Jasper handed me his refilled glass of bourbon. "Well, we're having a dinner party at Elena's house. Me, you two, my date, Jenna, John and Alaric will be there. This is to see if we can get any information about him. Karliah, you're almost as old as they are, do you know anything?" he asked. I shook my head no, but I know Jasper can feel my lie. "Just because I'm 809 years old, doesn't mean I know every damn vampire in the world!" I threw my glass at him, but he caught it. "Now, if you excuse me, I'm going shopping and then getting ready for this dinner party." And with that I briskly walked out the front door.