PREVIOUSLY IN MYSTIC FALLS: Damon and Valentina had a HUGE fight that left everyone in tears. During a flashback to 1864, we discover that Valentina witnessed the boys' death. She runs to tell Giuseppe, but he already knows because he is the one who shot them. When she threatens to spill the beans, he shoots her and leaves her to bleed to death on the floor. Bastard! I do not own Vampire Diaries. If I did own VD, I would have been the entrée during the dinner scene in "Bringing Out The Dead". Wasn't that episode EPIC? Dudes, I was literally jumping up and down. I shall not spoil for people who haven't had a chance to watch it yet, but WATCH IT! As always, review! Love you guys, and have an amazing fang-filled weekend.

Mystic Falls, 1864

She felt cold. She felt life slowly vaporizing from her mutilated body. She breathed one last word.

"Nicholas."

Klaus was watching the roundup with glee. Everything was falling into place perfectly. Katarina would soon be in his hands. He could not wait to tear her head off.

Suddenly, he heard two gunshots. He whipped around, thinking that perhaps someone was shooting at him. It was unlikely, but one could not be too careful. His nose picked up a familiar scent. He instantly zeroed in on Valentina rushing across the meadow. He started to panic. She could be accidentally shot or trampled out there. He watched her fall to her knees. He realized that she was crying, and his heart ached. He saw the lifeless bodies of Stefan and Damon. He was not grieved by their demise, but he was saddened that his love was hurting. He was torn between rushing to her side and risk being seen, or staying put. Valentina collapsed onto the ground as though she had completely given up on life. That did it. He took a few steps forward. She suddenly sat up, and he ducked behind a tree. She stood up and began to run towards her house. Klaus followed her.

He stayed outside, listening to the conversation.

"YOU KILLED THEM!" he heard her screech. Klaus's eyes widened. He had underestimated Giuseppe. He was slightly impressed.

He heard Giuseppe try to reason with his niece, but she would not hear of it.

"I'll tell." She whispered. Moments later, he heard another gunshot and her gasp, and then the sound of a body crashing to the floor.

She shot him? My, I underestimated her as well!

"I am so sorry, love." Giuseppe whispered. Klaus heard footsteps walk away. He turned to leave when he heard a small noise.

"Nicholas."

He froze. That was her.

She did not shoot him.

He ran into the house. She was lying on the floor, soaked in blood. Her hands were covered in her cousins' blood, but the stain on her torso was her own. Her chest had been blown to bits, and Klaus knew the situation was dire. He collapsed next to her and scooped her up in his arms. Her eyes were closed, and she looked rather dead. He strained to hear any signs of life. To his great joy, he heard her very weak heart.

"Valentina! Valentina!" he cried. He stroked her face desperately.

She did not stir.

"Wake up!" he begged. "Please wake up."

"Nicholas."

Klaus sighed in relief.

"I'm here, love."

She looked up at him. Her light in her eyes that he adored so much had been extinguished.

"Nicholas." She said again. "You're here."

"Yes," he choked. "I'm here, sweetheart."

"I'm dying." She breathed. Her eyes fluttered weakly.

"I won't let you die." he growled.

She forced herself to open her eyes again. She would have screamed if she had the energy. His blue eyes had gone gold, and he suddenly had fangs.

"You're…"

"A vampire, yes." He ripped into his wrist with his teeth, and pressed his arm against her mouth.

"You need to drink, love," he said pleadingly. "It will heal you, I promise."

Valentina did not really have a choice. She weakly licked at his wrist.

"That's it," he whispered.

Valentina would have gagged from the taste. It was metallic, but at the same time, it tasted sweet. She managed to drink a few drops, but she was too weak to continue.

"No, no!" he said when she stopped. "You need to drink!"

"I can't." she whispered. "It's too late."

Klaus tried again, shoving his arm against her lips, but she was too far gone.

He clutched her to his chest, rocking back and forth. Tears streamed down his face. He had not hurt this deeply in centuries.

"Nicholas?" she said, almost too quietly for him to hear.

"Yes, love?" he sniffled. He gazed into her eyes.

Valentina could feel it. She was going to go any second. But she would be damned if she did not tell him first. She summoned up the last of her flickering energy.

"I love you. I love you with all my heart. I always will."

Klaus was on the verge of full out bawling.

"I love you, Valentina Salvatore. Until the end of eternity." he said thickly. He kissed her on the lips, his tears falling onto her face.

She smiled softly, and then she was gone.

Klaus could not breathe. He sat there, rocking back and forth slowly, never letting go of her corpse.

Eventually, he ran out of tears. It felt like hours had gone by. He felt drained. He slowly walked out the door, carefully carrying her in his strong arms. His dead eyes flickered to her face. She looked peaceful. He clenched his jaw, struggling not to disintegrate again. In a flash, he was in the woods. He saw an isolated little hole formed by fallen branches and boulders. He slipped her inside, laying her down on a patch of flowers and kissed her forehead one last time. He stood back up ad crawled out of the tomb. He roughly rolled a large boulder to close the hole. He prayed that she would lay there undisturbed until he could come back and give her a proper burial. Right now, he needed to go rip out Giuseppe's heart.

He stood in front of the Salvatore house. His eyes burned with rage as he ghosted into the house. He slinked down the hallway. He truly looked like the vicious predator he was. He kicked down the door to Giuseppe's study, only to find that Giuseppe was already dead.

Klaus screamed out vulgar curses. Someone had beat him to it! He comforted himself by completely trashing the priceless room. When his tantrum was finished, he sped out of the house and did not stop until he got to the church. After threatening the compelled guard, he discovered that Katarina had escaped.

It was one of the worst nights of his unlife.

Valentina sat up, gasping. Her hands flew up her chest. She felt the dried blood on her clothes. She ripped open her shirt to discover that her skin was perfectly smooth. Her mind was racing. She remembered being shot… and Nicholas. Nicholas had been there. He was a vampire. He tried to give her his blood.

She was having a difficult time wrapping her head around that.

She crashed through the boulder in front of her into the bright sunlight. She instantly felt like she had caught fire. She dove back into the darkness.

What?

She crawled to the edge of the gloom, and stuck her hand out in the light. It started to sizzle, and she yanked it back.

"Oh lord." She breathed.

She was a damn vampire.

Holy crap. How will Valentina adjust the undead life? Stay tuned!