En Route to Mystic Falls
Katherine felt like it was a complete waste of time going to New Orleans. She learned a lot of stuff that she can use to her advantage, but she didn't get to speak to the one person she came to see.
Katherine wasn't ready to face Elijah, especially knowing that he was falling for Hayley, and Hayley being as vulnerable as she is. Elijah wouldn't just let the girl drown, he would do anything to save her, and anything to protect her. He wouldn't be ready for Katherine.
She thought it was funny, that Katherine Pierce, the girl who held every guy in the palm of her hands, would be upset over the fact that she couldn't get the guy that she wanted. But Elijah, wasn't just any guy to her, they've known each other for five hundred years. They fell in love, and fell out of love multiple times throughout the centuries.
The only other guy who came even remotely close, was Stefan. But Stefan was pining over her dull as dishwater doppelganger, Elena.
Katherine wondered what the gang has been up to since she left, must have been ridiculously boring without her.
Katherine looked down at her phone to see a call from Caroline.
Katherine: Weird, I was just headed back to Mystic Falls.
Caroline: Ugh, thank God!
Katherine: What's going on?
Caroline: I have a lot to tell you, especially starting with a girl named Nadia.
The two have a long conversation and it turns out that since she left, a girl named Nadia came to Mystic Falls looking for Katherine Pierce, claiming that she killed her mother. Elena and Damon were still bumping uglies like there was no tomorrow, Caroline was still hung up on Tyler, and Stefan was always disappearing.
Majority of the conversation was Caroline complaining about Tyler, and Katherine telling Caroline what Tyler did during his time in New Orleans.
She wasn't too excited to come back, but there wasn't anything in NOLA for Katherine.
Salvatore Boarding House, Mystic Falls.
Elena: It's so peaceful.
Damon: I know, it will end in 5,
Elena: Damon, stop.
Damon: 4, 3
Elena: Damon.
Damon: 2, 2 and a half
Elena: Damon, stop please. I want it to stay this way.
Katherine: I'm back.
Damon: See, 1.
Elena: Ugh, now she's back.
Katherine: Miss me? Where's Stefan?
Stefan: Welcome back, Katherine.
He pulled her in for a hug. Katherine was surprised.
Katherine: A hug, huh?
Stefan: It was getting kind of boring without you. Besides-
Katherine: Yes, all the issues that Caroline briefed me with on my way back here.
Elena: Caroline did? Why would she?
Katherine: I believe her and I are friends, and I think friends talk. I'm not sure about the specific protocols, I don't have very many friends.
Damon: Why the hell are you back here?
Katherine: Why can't I just be greeted with a "welcome back, Katherine"?
Stefan: Guys, stop.
Elena: Okay, fine. Welcome back, Katherine.
Katherine: Damon?
Damon: Welcome back, Katherine.
Katherine: Thank you. Where is Caroline?
Katherine looks down at her phone.
Katherine: Speaking of the devil. Hello, Caroline.
Caroline: Where the hell are you!?
Katherine: The boarding house, why?
Caroline: I need you. NOW.
Katherine: What's going on?
Caroline: Omg, Kat. Just get here.
Katherine: Fine.
She hung up the phone.
Katherine: I'm leaving guys.
Elena: What's going on? Is Care okay?
Katherine: I guess I'll find out.
Elena: Let me go with you.
Katherine: No, you're going to stay. I'm going alone.
Elena: Okay. I will stay.
Katherine looked at her, confused.
Katherine: You will stay?
Elena: Yes.
Everyone looked confused.
Katherine: Elena, take off your daylight ring, and walk outside.
Elena slowly complied. Damon pulled her back.
Damon: What the hell?
Katherine: Put your ring back on, you don't have to walk outside anymore.
Elena puts her ring back on and sits down.
Elena: What the hell? Did you just compel me?
Katherine: Now it all makes sense. No wonder.
Stefan: No wonder what?
Katherine: Nothing, don't worry about it. I gotta go.
Whitmore Dorms, Mystic Falls.
Katherine: Caroline, what do you- What the hell? Who are you?
Nadia: My name is Nadia, you must be Katherine Pierce.
Katherine: I am, and I am here. Let go of her.
Nadia: Okay.
Katherine: Caroline, leave. Now.
Caroline vamp-sped out.
Katherine: What do you want?
Nadia: I've been tailing you for five hundred years. There are a few things I would like to clear up.
Salvatore Boarding House, Mystic Falls.
Damon: How the hell did Katherine compel you?
Elena: I don't know, since the originals left, I haven't been drinking vervain.
Damon: You need to start. Stefan, have you? And do you know if Caroline has?
Stefan: Caroline and I drink vervain every single day.
Damon: Okay good. This just makes her even more of a threat.
Stefan: Damon, she isn't a threat anymore. She isn't trying to do anything.
Damon: She ruined our lives, Stefan.
Stefan: Yes, and at one point, we both ruined each others lives.
Damon stayed quiet.
Elena: Don't worry about anything, Damon. We will find a way to get rid of her if she becomes a threat.
Stefan just walked out of the room. He knew Katherine. He finally admitted to himself that his feelings for her were real, she never compelled him. It took him over a century to admit it. He knew that Katherine had no ill-will, she just had nowhere to go. No friends, no family.
Whitmore Dorms, Mystic Falls.
Nadia: Word on the street is that you sold out many vampires, including your best friend Pearl, and her daughter Annabelle.
Katherine: I was running from Klaus. I needed to jet solo. I threw a couple of vampire names on the hit list. Sue me. I also impersonated a teenager to get my ex-boyfriends too make out with me, staged a fake fight to trigger my lover's werewolf curse, ooh, and I chopped off this douchey guy's fingers with a butcher knife once. That was cool.
Nadia: What about ripping a mother away from her daughter, having her killed for your own benefit?
Katherine: What are you getting at?
Nadia: Now a little about me. I had myself turned into a vampire to hunt you, to even the playing field, to track your every move for however long it took me until I found you, and I did this because you killed my mother. It happened in Paris, 1645.
Katherine: I go to Paris for shoes. The shoes, I remember. I need more details, I've killed quite a bit in my existence.
Nadia: Her name was Lily Atoma. You were on the run from Klaus. She took you in, but when his minions showed up, you pointed at my mom, and you said, "That is Katerina Petrova. She is the one you want." So they took her away.
At this point, Nadia had walked around the whole room, and had her back turned to Katherine.
Katherine: I would say I'm sorry...
Katherine vamp sped to her and snapped her neck.
Katherine: But I would be lying.
Nadia laid on the floor, unconscious.
Katherine decided to tie her up in vervain soaked ropes to get the real story out of her. Normally, she wouldn't care. But Katherine knew this was a fake story, she wanted to know the truth.
Caroline stayed outside the door to eavesdrop, and she came back in.
Caroline: What did she want?
Katherine gave Caroline a look.
Katherine: Really? You were outside, you know exactly what's going on.
Caroline: Well I was being polite.
Katherine: Help me out then.
They both tied up Nadia in a chair and waited till she woke up.
Katherine: Having trouble?
Nadia: You didn't kill me, you want something.
Katherine: I want to know why you made up that fake story about your mom.
Nadia: It was a test, you failed.
Katherine: I knew it was a fake story. By 1645, I'd been running from Klaus for a century and a half. There was no way any of his minions would have mistaken anyone for me, but you know how my brain works, right? So, you must have known that I wouldn't have fallen for that sob story.
Nadia: I wanted to get under your skin, and it worked because here you are.
Katherine: What game are you playing?
Nadia: It's not a game, Katherine. You did kill my mother, but it wasn't in Paris. It was in a little cottage in England, and it wasn't 1645. It was April 6, 1492, and she was all alone, exiled by her family two years earlier. You stuck her head in a noose, pushed her off the chair and snapped her neck.
Katherine: Who are you?
Nadia: My name is Nadia Petrova, and you are my mother.
