Alright, I thought I'd get one more chapter in before I really need to focus on finals. Although I should already be doing that... but this is just so much more fun! As usual please R&R! You know I can't survive without it, and there's been a strange famine on reviews lately!

I slid into the passenger seat of Stefan's vehicle, a toasted waffle in my mouth, and backpack still unzipped. "Sorry!" I mumbled through the pastry. "I didn't make us late did I?" I asked, buckling up as Stefan tore out of the driveway, and onto the country road. My question was more rhetorical, I knew that we weren't late yet, but that didn't explain the younger Salvator's speed.

"You don't get to talk right now." He snapped at me. Oh, so he was angry at me, that's why he was speeding. I made a mental note to chew out Damon for not warning me about Stefan. "I can smell it you know." He said he was white-knuckling the steering wheel. I instantly knew what he was talking about and my hand slowly reached up to softly touch my neck where the bite mark was. "Not to mention you slept with him!" I jumped slightly, expecting him to give me a lecture, but it never came.

We rode the rest of the way to the school in silence. I didn't try to break it, him not talking to me was a far cry better than getting yelled at. We finally pulled up to the school, and I got out before the car was even in park. The less time I had to spend with either Salvator the better. A sigh of relief escaped my lips whenever I saw Jeremy. "Hey, what's wrong?" He asked me, wrapping his arm around me as we walked into the building together. Damn him for being able to read me like a book.

"Stefan found out about the other night," I said, I felt my boyfriend stiffen and clear his throat. There was a reason we never brought it up, there are just some things you don't bring up, and having a threesome with your sister's boyfriend's brother, is one of them. It was also a half-truth, but if Stefan was mad about Damon feeding on me, I didn't want to see Jer's reaction.

All of sudden the previously mentioned sister and her witch friend came running up to us. "You need to leave, now," Bonnie said suddenly. Both me and Jeremy stopped walking and I made a face. "Klaus is here at school, he's in Alaric's classroom and says he either stays on campus or kills everyone." She whispered. Shit, of course, on top of everything else going Klaus has to show up, at school.

"I'm just going to go talk to him," I said, so sick of tip-toeing and worrying. I had enough to deal with, running from an original did not need to be added to the list.

"You're what!" Jeremy and Elena said at the same time, Jer stepping away from me. "No, no way in hell." The younger Gilbert said adamantly. "He could kill you, or kidnap you, or turn you. No. Just, no!" He was flustered, so were Bonnie and Elena.

"If he wanted to kill me or kidnap me, but he hasn't, so I'm going to talk to him," I said defiantly, walking past my locker, and towards Ric's classroom. Jeremy, Elena, and Bonnie trailing after me, protesting. "Look, I'm sick of being confused, I'm sick of wondering, I'm sick of hiding. I'm going to ask him what he wants, and figure out why the hell he wants it!"

I turned and walked in the classroom door. Alaric was sitting at his desk, crossbow in hand, although we already knew it wouldn't work. Klaus was directly opposite of him sitting on one of the desks. It was fairly early so no one was coming into the room yet. "What do you want?" I asked, crossing my arms, but not going any further into the room.

"He leaves, I'll tell you," Klaus said giving me a smirk. "These are rather personal matters, don't you think. I'm not sure you want anyone knowing about your fashion choices this morning." He raised an eyebrow. I instinctively went to touch the wound just as I had in the car but stopped myself. Alaric was giving me a questioning look, and I shrugged it off. Trying to convince the perceptive adult that I had no clue what Klaus was talking about, he didn't buy it.

"Alaric, please, I'll be okay," I said. The man didn't move, or even make a move to leave. "Alaric!" I finally snapped.

Ric sighed, "Fine, but I'll be right outside the door so don't try anything." He told the original before turning and walking out.

"I repeat, what do you want?" I asked, this time moving over to stand in front of him. I contemplated sitting on the desk so I would be taller than him, but felt like it would be wise to stay alert. "Because I'm pretty sure stalking a minor is a felony."

Klaus smiled at me. "Always the stupid one." He said shaking his head. "You already know what I want, I want you to come stay with me."

"No," I replied immediately, standing my ground. "That's not what I meant, I want to know why you want me to come live with you, and what you'll do to me if I do."

Klaus laughed, undeterred. "Well that's not hard to answer, I want to come for the same reason you and Damon have all of a sudden been getting along." He said and stood up walking over to me. I resisted the urge to flinch whenever his hand brushed my covered neck. "I've had my eye on you since you were little, you're my right, my property."

I took a step back glaring at him. "Like hell I am!"

Klaus suddenly reached out and wrapped his hand around my throat, cutting off my air supply and making me panic. "There's a reason everyone you stayed with died, you were supposed to be mine when you turned fifteen! Your parents made a deal!" He let go, and I fell to the floor coughing. Even though he hadn't held me near long enough to cause brain damage I couldn't think clearly.

My parents had made a deal?