AN- Yes I know, its short. But lately because of the lack of reviews and support I'm debating whether or not I should continue or just scrap it up.

Immediately after he went I thought to Damon,

Damon?

Hey angel, how are you?

Fine, you?

I'm.. good. He thought but the way he said it didn't convince me,

Whats wrong?

(He sighed) Its Jeremy Elena.

What happened?

He's acting out. He found a hybrid, possibly one Klaus might have turned out of boredom or to spy on us and he literally beheaded him.

Oh my god. Damon this isn't right, he.. he's just sixteen. He shouldn't have to deal with this.

I know Elena, I know. But what can we do?

There is something, and although it makes me feel so sick but I think its the only way.

Compulsion?

Yeah. I mean, our lives are in danger, why involve him.

I'll do it. First thing tomorrow morning. What were you doing? Did you make any 'progress' with the vamp mutt?
I think he's starting to open up a bit.

Really? How?
Well, he told me about how everything he's doing is because he doesn't want to be alone and he even agreed that somewhere in the future he'll think about letting me talk with you guys.

What is it about you that makes everyone want to be so much better?

Maybe I'm just that awesome. (I smirked)

But you're mine, Elena. Remember that.

As you are mine, D. Hey he isn't here so I am gonna look around the house a bit. Okay?

Yeah, think to you later.

I mentally disconnected myself with Damon before getting up. The long conversation with him had made me a bit tired so I decided on watching a bit of tele before snooping around. So I went into the lounge and switched on the television. I flicked through the channels trying to find something good and finally settled on watching a new episode of Top Chef. Forty five minutes later I got up and looked around. Downstairs was the lounge, the dining room, the kitchen and another room. I went in that other room and saw that it was (upon looking) a harmless study with a computer and writing table etc, with a huge painting of a beautiful farm home. Moving closer to the painting I roamed my hands all over the rugged texture when I felt as if it was hollow from the inside. Frowning I went to the side and slightly lifted the heavy painting and saw that wads of money and blood was kept there. I couldn't see much because the painting was really heavy and left it like that.

I decided next to go up. The stairs led to a long corridor and it had four doors, one led to my room, one to Klaus. I took the third door and saw that it was a huge library. I looked over and estimated more than hundreds of books would be there. Gaping I went out and when I tried to open the other door, it was locked. Frowning I realized that something important must be here that it was locked.

Going downstairs, I went to the front door and opened it. I was surprised to find it unlocked. Did Klaus think I wouldn't try and escape? Maybe he was too cocky for his own good. Slowly stepping outside, I relished the cool night air as it hit my face. It was good to be out in the open again, one by one I took a step making my way to the porch. Maybe I could find out where I was and then come back home, so that I could let Damon known my location. Feeling good I jogged all the way to the end of the road when suddenly I let out a scream,

"Bad move, sweetheart." Klaus said, smiling dangerously. I stood there, trying not to flinch and keeping my best brave face as he came closer to me. His face only a few inches from mine, I realized that I was truly scared. Sensing my fear, he smirked.

"Aren't you supposed to be begging for my forgiveness right now?" He said,

"You wouldn't have respected me if I didn't try." I said and he shrugged.

"You're feisty, I'll give you that. But I'll respect you even more if you kiss me." He said and instinctively, I slapped him. My hand stung more than I hurt him and I scolded myself for being weak.

"You do like hitting me, don't you? Maybe you should try hitting on me next time." He said his voice devoid of emotion.

"I may look like her, Klaus, but don't expect me to be like her." I said, angrily.

"Oh, I know that, Elena. You and Katherine are polar opposites. But you cant deny that you don't want me. I mean, here I am so inappropriately close to you and yet you still haven't moved a step behind. (Leaning into my ear he said) But its okay, I'll wait, because I want you too." He said a cold, calculating smile creeping up his lips.