Katherine

"Where is Klaus?" I asked.

Elijah sighed and took a step forward. "He is taking care of some business. But that is hardly the point right now. Who did you send your little note to? Hmm?"

I shivered slightly. "We sent no note."

"Ah, I see. I am going to pretend I didn't see that, actually, because I have business to do as well." He was in front of me in a flash and my hands were behind my back. She shoved me into the wall and before I could open my eyes again, my hands were bound around the pipeline coming out of the floor. The wooden chain stung, and I smelled smoke, felt a burn.

"Hope you don't mind a little vervain, Katarina." He smirked slightly. "You might not be weakened by it anymore, but it still burns, doesn't it?"

I tried not to wince.

Within the next ten seconds he had bound Tyler and Lucy down as well. Tyler whimpered and I presumed he was tied with wolfsbane, and Elijah had compelled Lucy to still.

Elena was still lying on the floor, my blood giving her enough strength to push herself back on her elbows. "No," She said. "No, no please!"

She let out a shriek as Elijah grabbed her shoulder and I cringed. I swallow hard and tug at the chains only to hold back a cry.

Moments later, the front door opens and I hear Damon scream out, "Elena!"

Elena looked toward the door and I saw hope gleam in her eyes. She doesn't respond, though, because Elijah says, "Quiet as a church mouse, Miss Gilbert."

She whimpered.

Klaus walked into the room and smiled smugly. He flicked his hand at Elijah dismissively, and Elijah went out the door.

"Ah, how I've longed for this day." Klaus brushed my hair out of my face and pulled the moonstone out of his pocket, laying it in the center of the room. "Two Petrova doppelgangers, I couldn't be happier."

Klaus walked toward Elena and glanced at me, "The blood of the doppelganger, Miss Petrova."

"What about it?" I asked.

"You shall get it for me." He pulled Elena towards me and I shook my head. He held her wrist to my mouth and I could hear the blood pounding there, smell the alluring scent that is . . . blood.

I leaned my face down and Elena began to cry. I moaned slightly, how long had it been since I'd had blood? Human blood, not Stefan's blood, has been out of my system for too long. My stomach rumbled and ached and I caved. I sank my teeth into her wrist and swallowed several times.

When I finally was able to back up, Elena was glassy eyed and wobbling. Klaus drug her to moonstone and it to her still bleeding wrist. He left her there and turned to Lucy. "Your turn."

Lucy spoke quickly and loudly in a language not Latin nor Italian, but a combination of both. The moonstone began to glow slightly, and Lucy's nose began to bleed. She groaned and slumped to the floor, still muttering the charm.

"And now for the werewolf." Klaus took a step toward Tyler and–

BANG!

BANG!

CRACK!

Stefan and Damon charged into the room with Elijah at their heals. I almost cried out a warning to them, but then they all grabbed Klaus, and ripped him to pieces. I gasped as Klaus screamed out before the complete silence. Damon lit a match, Elijah patted his back, and Stefan rushed over to me.

"Are you okay, did he hurt you?" He asked.

I shake my head. "No, he just needed me to get the blood of the doppelganger."

Damon lets out a sob and my eyes widen at him, as do Stefan's. Damon has never cried audibly, ever. The sound was actually quite sad. Damon was crouching by Elena's body, holding her shoulders. "Elena?"

She moaned. "Damon?"

Damon whimpered quietly. "I'm right here, baby, it's okay. You're going to be okay."

Elena shook her head and I saw how Stefan's eyes got watery. Elena said, "I love you."

Stefan looked dumbstruck as Damon pushed Elena's hair out of her face and replied. "I love you."

Elena's eyes closed.

Damon broke down and crying and bit into his wrist, pressing it to Elena's lips. "Drink, Elena." When he got no response he yelled with a creak in his voice. "Dammit, Elena, don't do this to me!"

Stefan leaned down and I trembled. "Elena?"

Damon shoved Stefan away hard. "You did this, this is your fault!"

"I didn't mean for this to happen, Damon," Stefan said, beginning to cry. "I didn't want this either!"

I leaned down and began to rub circles into his back as Damon continued, "If you hadn't have left her for this trouble making bitch this wouldn't have happened! Stefan, you always do this to me." Tears were streaming down his face now, his hands shaking rapidly. "I can't take this anymore, I can't live without . . ." Damon drew in a shaky breath and dared a glance at Elena's stilled body. "Elena," he finished as he turned on his heal and ran.

Stefan sniffled and I wrapped my arms around his waist, and like he did for me, I sat there and comforted him while he cried.