One of my favorite chapters to write yet(and it ended up being kind of long). But I hope you guys like it. Thanks for reading! :)

"Only if for a night. And the only solution was to stand and fight. And my body was loosened, I was set alight. But you came over me like some holy light, and although I was burning, you're the only light. Only if for a night."~Only If For A Night-Florence & The Machine

Elena

"Klaus." I said as we both stood there in the doorstep of the boardinghouse.

Damon came up behind me. "What do you want?"

"Damon." Klaus said flatly.

"Hybrid."

"Why are you here?"

Klaus turned his attention back to me. "Well I had suspicions that you weren't really dead. So, I asked my dear friend Stefan, and he confirmed that you were still alive and well in Mystic Falls. So I figured I'd come pay a visit."

Damon reached around me to close the door. "Well thanks for stopping by." We didn't have a plan past this point because we didn't know what Klaus was going to do, but I was afraid that Damon was going to end up getting himself killed.

Klaus stopped him. "I'll be back to pick you up tomorrow around seven Elena."

"What?" I said.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at seven. We're going to be spending the evening together. I'd like to get to know you better my lovely doppelganger."

"Ok."

"And don't try to run or hide love. Because I will find you."

"I know."

He smiled. "Good." He turned around and started to walk away. "I'll see you tomorrow. Wear something nice."

"Can't wait." I muttered as I shut the door. I turned around to see Elijah and Katherine and Stefan?

"The big bad wolf leaves and they come out of the woodworks." Damon gestured. "Elena is ballsier than you three."

My eyes were locked on Stefan. "Stefan?"

"I found him lurking outside." Katherine said.

"I can't stay long. I have to get back to Klaus and Rebekah. But I just had to come see you."

Elijah looked at Stefan. "Rebekah is alive again?" Stefan nodded.

"Can I talk to Stefan alone guys?" I asked. Katherine sauntered off with Elijah trailing behind her.

Damon looked at us. "Ok, but let's not have a repeat of your last reunion. Especially not in my living room." Of course his mind would go to that. He looked at me one more time before leaving.

"Elena." Stefan said quietly. He used his vampire speed to get in front of me.

I lightly touched his face. "Stefan." I pulled my hand back and slapped him as hard as I could. He only swayed slightly.

He chuckled a little. "I really wonder why Damon does so many things to get those."

"That's for leaving me without saying goodbye."

"I'm so sorry Elena. But I knew that if I told you then you'd be able to talk me out of it, and then you wouldn't be safe."

"I'm not safe now."

He sighed. "I know. You're really going along with this plan?"

"I kind of have to. It's all we've got right now."

His hand found mine. "Just be careful ok?"

I nodded. "I will." He kissed my lips and I held him close to me as long as I could before he pulled away.

"Bye Elena."

"Bye Stefan."

XXX

The next day.

Klaus was supposed to be here in ten minutes. I had dressed up like he told me to, and I was coming down the stairs right now. I was wearing a tight red dress that hit a little below mid-thigh with black heels and I had curled my hair in loose waves. I looked like Katherine, but I was trying to ignore that.

"Wow." Damon said as I reached the bottom. "Want to just somewhere with me instead?"

I smiled. "I wish."

His face turned serious. "You know you don't have to do this if you don't want to."

I sighed. "Yeah, I kind of do."

"I know." He turned his head to the side. "He's here."

I took a deep breath and started toward the door. Damon grabbed my hand. "Wait Elena."

"What?" He grabbed me and kissed me as hard as he possibly could and then pulled back.

My head was spinning. "Damon, I—"

"I know. But I just had to."

I giggled a little and shook my head. "Bye Damon."

He smirked. "Bye Elena. Hurry back."

I opened the door with the fire of Damon's kiss still on my lips and found Klaus holding open the passenger door of a black Cadillac Escalade. "Hello Elena." He smiled and shut the door behind me.

I laughed at the idea of Klaus and Stefan riding across the country in this thing. "Is this your ripper-hybrid mobile?" I said as he got in the driver's seat.

He laughed. "Funny. You look stunning by the way." His eyes were on me. "You should wear red more often."

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

About thirty minutes later we pulled up to a nice, but slightly older and abandoned house right outside of Mystic Falls.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"Just a nice little quiet place I found the last time I was here. I figured it would be good for tonight."

"Is this where we're staying the whole time?"

"Yes."

"Then why did I have to look nice?"

"I just wanted to see you all dressed up." He smirked.

I rolled my eyes. "Of course."

He led me inside the house, and it actually was small but really nice. There was a fireplace in the living room with a fire lit, a big couch, and a table nearby set up with drinks. The chandelier above was dim, but there were various candles set up everywhere. It was cozy and romantic, the exact kind of thing that I liked. And the bastard probably knew that.

"Would you like a drink Elena?"

"Uh, sure." I looked around the room again. "You really planned this all out didn't you?"

He smiled. "Do you like it?"

"Yes." I admitted.

He placed a glass of what looked like a dark purple wine in my hand. "I'm told by Stefan that you are a bit of a lightweight drinker though."

I shrugged. "Based on Stefan's bloodaholic tendencies though, do you really think he's in the position to tell anyone how to drink?"

Klaus chuckled. "Very true."

I took a large drink from the glass. "So how long are you planning on staying here?"

"I'm not sure. It depends on various circumstances."

I finished the glass. "Including me?"

"Yes." He admitted.

I sat down on the couch and threw my legs over one side. "Why are you so interested in me now?"

"What do you mean?" I held out my glass for him to refill. "You sure about that sweetheart?"

I nodded. "I mean, when you came here a few months ago you were hell-bent on killing me, and you did. And now you found out that I'm alive and you came back to get to know me? It's kind of confusing."

He sat down on the other side of the couch. "I changed my mind. I was so determined to make my hybrids, but that's not quite working out. And you're miraculously alive, so I saw it as an opportunity."

"Opportunity for what?"

He glanced over at me. "We'll get to that. But, how did you survive anyway? I thought at first that you would be a vampire, but you're obviously not, so?"

I gripped the glass tightly. "It was my real dad. John Gilbert. He found this spell where a parent could sacrifice themself for their child, and he did. I thought I was going to wake up as a vampire too, and I was so scared, but he gave up his life just so that I didn't have to be one. And I spent almost my whole life hating him and thinking that he was just this terrible person, and then he shows me that he really did love me, but he's just gone." I wiped away a tear from the corner of my eye. I was not going to sit here and cry in front of Klaus.

"I'm so sorry Elena." He said softly. He sounded sincere.

"I've never talked to anyone about that before." I said quietly. So why was I telling Klaus now? I downed the rest of the glass. I frowned. "It's too quiet in here." I got up and started searching.

"What are you doing?"

"Found it." I smiled and pulled out a small portable radio.

He nodded. "Ah. Do you know I haven't danced in nearly a thousand years?"

"Seriously? Is running away from some big bad vampire hunting-vampire that time consuming?"

"Who told you—?"

"Katherine."

"Of course. But yes, it can be."

I turned the radio on and looked back at Klaus. "Well?"

"Well what?"

"Aren't you going to ask me to dance?"

He smirked. "You want to dance with me?"

"Well, all of the past times I've tried to dance it's not gone very well. So I guess I'd like to have one that won't be interrupted."

He stood up. "Trouble just finds you doesn't it?"

I sighed. "Unfortunately, yes." I studied his face. "And somehow it all leads back to you."

He looked at my eyes. "Sorry about that love. But, I'll make it up to you." He held his hand out to me. "Elena Gilbert, may I have this dance?"

"Are you trying to use old-fashioned charm on me?"

"It depends…Is it working?"

I slid my hand into his. "Maybe."

He smiled and positioned his arms and pulled me closer. As the current song faded out, A Thousand Years by Christina Perri began to play.

Klaus spun me out and then pulled me back in. I was the one that brought us closer together this time. I wanted to be as close to him as possible. What was wrong with me?

As I laid my head on Klaus' shoulder I felt him tense with surprise, and then relax. It felt almost right. Klaus slowly slid both of his hands down to my waist. We stood there so close together, barely swaying as the almost painfully true song echoed around us.

I have died everyday waiting for you. Darling don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years. I'll love you for a thousand more.

"Elena." Klaus whispered.

"Mhm?" I said into his shoulder.

"If it's any consolation, I'm very glad that you're not dead." I looked up at his face. His hazel eyes that were watching me curiously. His mouth, that parted open as I was bringing my face closer to his. I was inches away. And then I realized what I was doing, I was about to kiss Klaus.

I quickly pulled back. "I'm sorry. I can't." I turned away. I didn't want to look at his face. A tear ran down my cheek. Damn it. Now I was crying. Katherine was right.

"Elena." Klaus said. "Elena, turn around." I turned slowly. He came toward me and wiped away the tears. "It's ok." I nodded. But nothing was ok. I couldn't feel something for Klaus. I love Stefan. I even love Damon. Not him.

He led me back over to the couch. "Would you be completely opposed to staying here for the night? I just don't want to have to go back and deal with Rebekah and Stefan, or have to deliver you back to the doorstep of Daddy Damon." I couldn't help but giggle at the last part.

"It's fine."

"You sure? I can even keep to myself on the other side of the room if you'd like."

We both laughed a little. "You don't have to do that." We ended up on the opposite sides of the couch with our feet pointing toward each other. "Who is Rebekah?"

"My little sister."

"Oh. Elijah told me a little bit about your family, but not much. I do know that you cart them around in coffins though."

"Oh yes, that."

I didn't know how much I should ask about Klaus' family and his past, so I went with. "What happened between you and Elijah? I know that you used to be so close."

"My whole family used to be close. But with Elijah, I suppose it all goes back to—"

"Charlotte?"

He tensed when I said her name. "Katherine again?'

I nodded. "Elijah told her back in 1492."

"He never could control himself when it came to her."

"He really did love her didn't he?"

"Yes." He laughed to himself. "He and Damon could actually get along quite well."

"Because of Katherine?"

"That, and they both have the same horrible luck with love, and I think they're more alike then either one of them would like to admit."

"And you and Stefan?"

Klaus looked up at me. "Maybe someone cursed them too."

"Seems possible." I yawned.

"Getting tired?" He stood up. "I know they're blankets around here somewhere."

"Ok. I'll text Damon and let him know I'm staying." Klaus nodded and went off to search for blankets.

I sent to Damon: Hey. I'm ok, but I'm going to stay here tonight since it's getting kind of late. See you tomorrow.

It was returned with a call seconds later. "Hey Damon."

"Elena. Where the hell are you?"

"I'm at a house a little bit outside of Mystic Falls. With Klaus."

"Why aren't you coming home?"

"Klaus asked me if I would just stay here, and I said yes."

"Why?"

"You know why." I answered quietly. Did he not remember that we had a plan?

"I'll come get you."

"No Damon." I said forcefully.

"But Elena—"

"I'll see you tomorrow. Bye." I hung up before he could say anything else.

Klaus came back in carrying one large blanket. "So I'm guessing Damon took that well."

"Ha. Of course he did."

Klaus held out the blanket to me. "Here. You can have this. It was all I could find."

Is shook my head. "No, we can share it." I settled into the couch and then patted the spot beside me.

Klaus hesitated. "You sure?"

I nodded. With that, Klaus laid down beside me and pulled the blanket over both of us. He seemed surprised as I nestled in closer to him, but he didn't pull away. I had to make him fall in love with me, that was the plan. But I also couldn't help but want to be close to him, having him touch me, hold me, even kiss me as much as possible. And I was terrified.