Chapter Ten

Caroline took a sip of her vodka lemonade as she flipped through her new issue of Cosmopolitan. Caroline was having a pretty good day today and seemed more convinced than ever that staying in New Orleans had been a good idea.

She and Klaus had settled their issue and Katherine and Elijah were on their way to a merry reunion. Caroline had treated herself to a vodka lemonade and her favorite magazine in the afternoon to celebrate her triumph as matchmaker.

"You know that magazine is full of crap, right?" the bartender said as she refilled Caroline's glass. "I mean the articles are stupid and at the same time sexist. I mean who really wants to know 100 ways to please your man."

Caroline felt herself growing annoyed. She hated when people butted it in her business, especially about what she should or should not be reading. "Thank you, but I don't remember asking you," she looked at her nametag. "Camille."

"It's Cami, actually," she said sheepishly, the know-it-all-look finally leaving her face. "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, I'm studying psychology and studying the people around me really fascinates me."

"Well, I don't exactly enjoy being studied," she cocked an eyebrow. "So why don't you do your job and I do mine, ok?" She knew she was being a complete bitch, but Cami's comment had really annoyed her, why did she care what she read. She was not going to let her destroy her happy mood, if she wanted to drink vodka lemonade while reading trashy magazines so be it.

Cami looked like she wanted to say something, but instead shook her head as if she was wasting her time trying to talk to an immature five year old and went back to the bar.

Caroline let out a small huff, her blond curls dancing as she buried her nose in her magazine.

"Twenty-three new sex positions," Klaus mused as he read over Caroline's shoulder. "That looks interesting, how about it love?"

"Klaus!" Caroline yelped as she closed the magazine and tried to look angry as she glance back at Klaus. "Don't do that! I hate when people sneak up on me!"

"My apologies, love," he glanced at her drink curiously. "You're here alone? I would have thought for sure that you were planning some memorial of some sort for Katerina."

Caroline scowled at him. "She's not going to die. We just have to get over this rough patch."

"Let's hope not, the last thing I need is my brother moping for 500 years."

"Your sensitive is admirable, Klaus."

"What can I say, I'm a saint," he ordered his own drink. "Though I do consider myself the bearer of good news, especially since you and Katerina have formed this alliance. My brother and I are searching for a way to save her."

Caroline raised an eyebrow. "You're going to help save Katherine's life?"

"After 500 years, she's the only one who has given me a challenge, and she is rather pathetic now that she can't defend herself. I like the chase, Caroline. And my brother as you know has been obsessed with Petrova doppelgangers for his whole life, and let's just say I prefer him fawning over Katerina than someone else, we made a little deal."

"I'm sure, Katherine will appreciate the fact that the only reason you're helping her is to torture her again." Caroline said flatly. "What kind of deal did you make with Elijah?"

Klaus crossed his arms over his chest and shrugged. "Take a wild guess."

"You're not funny. Just spit it out."

"I don't know if you're aware of this, but my brother seems to have a liking for damsels in distress, before you and Katerina came along, he and Hayley were starting to grow very friendly."

Caroline scrunched up her nose. "Elijah . . . with your baby's mother. No offense, but ew."

"My thoughts exactly," Klaus took a sip of his drink. "The last thing I want is for my baby to call Elijah father. So we made a little deal, he stops pursuing Hayley the mother of my unborn child and I help him save his beloved Katerina and both of them can ride into the sunset together. Now come, love I want to show you something."

"You actually have the nerve to ask me for a favor?" Sophie said annoyed as Elijah and her walked through the cemetery. "After everything you and your family did? Killing Jane Ann, killing Agnes and preventing the harvest from happening making my niece officially dead. Do you honestly think I'm going to save a random girl's life?"

"As sorry as I am about your niece, please remember it was the witches' greed, not to mention stupidity that cause her death in the first place," Elijah said dryly. "And if Agnes hadn't tried to hurt my brother's child twice, she would still be alive today."

Sophie stopped walking and faced Elijah. "Well, you're going to have to find a new witch for the job because I'm sure as hell not helping you."

"Who are you? One of the maids?"

Katherine stopped playing with the pebbles that she had been using once she grew bored waiting for Elijah outside of his house. She glanced at the girl that seemed to be no older than sixteen with dark hair. "Do I look like a maid?"

She shrugged. "Klaus doesn't usually have a lot of women around or are you a mistress?"

Katherine shook her head and she didn't know if she should be annoyed or amused. "No, not a mistress, I'm just looking for Elijah. I'm Katherine Pierce."

Davina cocked an eyebrow. "Davina Claire."

They shook hands and Davina closed her eyes. "You're human and you're dying. You don't have much time left."

Katherine gulped, but refused to be intimidated. "How the hell do you know that?"

"I'm a witch, I have the power of four witches, and I sense things more powerful than other witches. I can sense that you're dying and very weak."

Katherine held her breath. "So can you do anything to save me? Please, I'll do anything."

"Perhaps," Davina turned around, a small smile still on her lips. "Perhaps not."

-End of Chapter Ten-