She paced the room outside and shot anyone who came near a dangerous look. Less than an hour had passed before she began to get worried. After another half hour she couldn't take it anymore and opened the door with a loud bang. She looked inside to see bags of blood all over the floor and rushed in. As she stepped in Stefan turned to face her, human blood covered all over his lips. She raced over and shoved Klaus away from him.
"Stefan, why did you do this?" she grabbed the half empty bag of blood from his hands and threw it across the room, leaving it burst on the wall. He looked up at her.
"I did it to protect them," she turned to Klaus.
"What did you make him do?" he shrugged and she turned to Stefan. "What did you have to do?" he looked at her.
"I made a deal. I will serve him for 100 hundred years in exchange for him to leave them alone," he turned to Klaus.
"We leave in the morning. You two are going to help me create my army," Rosa stood and generated a ball of flame in her hand. She moved it away from her and then suddenly flung it at the wall. It created a large scorch mark that covered most of the wall. She generated one more.
"Klaus," she stopped as he laughed.
"You finally called me Klaus," he stepped closer to her as she got rid of the ball of fire.
"Because I have lost all hope of you changing. I will not be a pawn for you to move at will neither will I let him be one," he grabbed her arm and held it so tight she let out a small gasp.
"He will do whatever I tell him to do for love. He is willing to die to protect the ones he loves. I personally think of that as courageous," he turned to face Stefan. "Leave us. There is a room down the corridor which someone will show you to. I will fetch you later," Stefan took one look at Rosa before nodding and walking out of the room. The door was closed behind him. Klaus released her hand slowly before sitting down. "Sit," he said to her. She remained standing.
"Klaus," she shook her head. "Saying your name like that feels wrong. You are and always will be Niklaus to me," he laughed.
"You said it yourself. You didn't know me. But I knew you. I think I was one of the only people you ever opened up to. You won't remember though because, I," he looked down at his hands. "I compelled you to forget it and I made sure even if you transitioned you would never remember what you had told me. What I had told you," she gasped.