Satine felt like she was exhausted just from getting up much to Damon's dismay. Satine walked down the stairs and stumbled a little against the wooden walls. She squinted at the sun as it beamed in through the tall window and into her face in the hall. She groaned and her daylight ring flashed a sparkle in her eye as she held her hand up to block the bright sunlight. She looked down at it and thought about her sister.

The front door opened and Elena walked in. She smiled at her and then frowned, "What's wrong?"

Satine's head came up and she choked out, "I was thinking about my sister…that's all."

"Oh," Elena said, "can you tell me about it?"

Satine looked at her strangely and Elena walked to the sofa and sat on it and continued, "No one really knows who…Katherine Pierce is and I want-need to know."

Satine strained herself to try and sit down, but she couldn't because of the pain in her torso from the bite. She went to the window and pulled the curtains wide open. She sat on the window still and looked off into the distance.

She gave a deep sigh and looked down at her daylight ring and started to twirl it around her finger as she said, "You know Katerina gave me this ring for my birthday. It just a few days before she gave birth and I was sad because I already knew that the man I loved was the father of her child so she gave it to me as a peace offering. I never put it on until I was turned." She hesitated before continuing.

"You can tell me," Elena urged gently.

"I was so devastated when I found out…I saw them in the woods and a few weeks later she's pregnant. I remember the day that her little girl was born. My father shoved the little girl into my arms told me to get rid of her…he said that I should just leave her in the woods for the shame and dishonor that Katerina had brought on our family."

Elena tried to speak again, but she couldn't get the words out of her mouth. "Your father seems like…like…"

"An arrogant asshole." Satine suggested and Elena nodded.

She looked down at her daylight ring and said softly, "He was worse."

Satine stood up and turned to the window and kept looking down at her daylight ring. She pulled it off and threw it to the fire in the fireplace. She felt a burning sensation go through her and blocked out everything around her. Satine wanted to die; she wanted to end her life.

I'm not supposed to live, she thought occasionally, this isn't normal, I never wanted this. She felt her skin slowly peeling and crumpling off. She heard it sizzle and she saw smoke on herself. She felt the wind being knocked out of her as Elena lunged at her with a blanket and knocked her down and into the shade. Satine was too weak to fight her, but yet she still had the instinct to struggle. Elena patted her down with the blanket and yelled for Damon.

He was there in a second and Elena said, "She tried to kill herself." Elena got off and Damon took over the struggle.

Damon grabbed Satine's now healing body and she yelled, "Let me go!"

He pinned her shoulders against the wall and seethed, "Why the hell are going suicidal?!"

"Because this isn't right, Damon. I shouldn't be alive. It's my time to die," she pleaded. "Just let me die. Please."

In a second she was being thrown into the dungeon with Damon locking the cell door and saying, "Over my dead body."

. . .

"What do you mean she tried to kill herself," Stefan said over the phone.

"I don't know, Stefan," he said while picking at the blackened wood in the fireplace, looking for Serena's daylight ring. "Elena said one minute she was talking to her about Katherine and the next she took off her daylight ring and decided that it was time for her to get a tan in the sunlight."

Stefan sighed through the phone, "How could you let this happen, Damon? We're supposed to be protecting her."

"Do you know what it's like taking care of her? She's sneaky and stubborn, Stefan. I left her in my bed for a few seconds as I took a shower, I thought she wasn't strong enough to even walk," Damon shot.

"Well, you were wrong, Damon," he could hear Stefan through the phone rub his eyes in stress. Damon rolled his eyes at his brother's amount for unnecessary stress. "Alright…where is she?"

"In the dungeon," Damon said simply.

"You locked her up?!"

"I had to. She was going suicidal. She kept on saying that she wanted to die," he shrugged, "so locking her up seemed like the perfect idea at the time."

"I'll talk to Bonnie and see if there's a cure," Stefan said.

"Great plan, Stef," he said sarcastically, "why not just go ask the wicked witch if she can save someone who despises her kind. I'm sure she's up for it." Damon hung up on him and threw his phone on the bed in frustration.

. . .

"I don't know, Stefan," Bonnie said. "They might not want to help her."

They walked down into the basement while Stefan said, "Bonnie, please. She means a lot to Elena and she's nothing like Katherine. If you do this for her, I'm sure she'd be very grateful to you."

They finally made their way down to the basement and Bonnie stood in front of Stefan as she said, "Fine."

She started to chant and immediately the candles lit with their fire scorching high up. This has to work, he thought, she can't die.

Bonnie's eyes shot open and Stefan sensed a new presence entered the room. Emily. "Hello, Stefan." Emily said.

"Emily. I need to know if there is a spell that can heal a werewolf bite," he asked.

Her face was impassive as she replied, "No, there is no spell."

"I don't believe that. Please there must be a way." He said.

"Why," she asked. "Why should we help her? She despises all witches including me."

Stefan knitted his eyebrows in confusion. "Why does she hate you Emily?"

Emily stuck out her chin in defense. "I hate her as well."

"Why?"

"It's none of your concern, Stefan. She's made a lot of enemies who happen to be witches. For centuries she has made it her life mission to end all witches especially the Bennet line. If we save her not just us, but Bonnie will die as well."

Stefan shook his head. "No. She's not like that. She would never do that to Elena."

"People change, Stefan…she has. Secrets, Stefan we all have them. There are many things you don't know about her."

"I know her."

"You don't know her," Emily yelled and the candles' fires flamed furiously. "Just like you didn't know Katherine."

Bonnie stumbled back and cupped her head in pain saying as Stefan held onto her, "They won't help us. They think I'm abusing my power. I heard a name, Stefan."

"Who was it?"

"Klaus," Bonnie said firmly while grasping her head in pain like she had a headache.

. . .

Stefan stormed into Alaric's apartment that was now being infected by Klaus and Elijah. Katherine was pacing back and forth, once he came in through the door Katherine strode forward saying, "What the hell, Stefan? I thought Klaus is supposed to be dead."

"We had a problem," Stefan said closing the door.

"Problem? Then kill that problem." She said with irritation.

Stefan opened his mouth to say something, but Katherine put her hand over his mouth and pinned him to the wall shushing him.

The door opened and Katherine said, "Klaus, look who decided to drop by."

Katherine held him by the jacket and pushed him forward while Klaus said, "Well, you just keep on popping up."

Elijah was behind Klaus, his face impassive. Stefan held the anger that boiled inside of him for his betrayal and then once he looked to Klaus he held in the extreme amount of anger that washed over him as he remembered what was happening to Serena right now. Stefan kept on telling himself that she's a survivor and that she will live through this…no matter what.

"Well, whatever it is, it's going to have to wait. You see, my brother requires my immediate attention-" Klaus started.

"It's Serena," Stefan said directly to Elijah.

"What about Serena," Elijah asked, stepping forward.

"She's dying because your brother bit her," Stefan said.

"Niklaus, please tell me you did not do such a thing to her," Elijah said.

Klaus didn't smile at him, but just simply shrugged and replied, "She was in my way."

Elijah grabbed Klaus's arm and whirled him around raising his voice, "How could you do this?! You just sentenced her to death."

Klaus then stabbed Elijah in the gut with the dagger and he whispered in Elijah's ear, "I promised you that I would reunite you with our family." He twisted the knife and Elijah's body started to decay with black veins, "And so you shall."

Elijah's body fell to the floor with a loud thump. Katherine was clearly stunned, but then she shrugged it off. Stefan stared at Elijah's body and wondered, Was this his karma for betraying us? Or was it all apart of Klaus's plan?

"So, tell me Stefan," Klaus said as he sat on the armchair, "what is it you think I can do to help, my little bookworm."

Stefan came forward and said, "I think that you can do a lot more than you're leading on, Klaus. She told me, you know…about that night."

Klaus's face went cold and blank. He stood up from his chair and poured himself a glass of bourbon.

"What did you exactly tell you," he took a sip from his glass. He licked his lips while looking down at the glass in his hand, twirling the liquid in it back and forth almost as if he was bored. Stefan looked to Katherine who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed and her arms crossed over her chest, gluing her eyes to their conversation in an intrigued way.

"She told me everything." He slightly teased. "I'm not just her best friend, but she's like a sister to me, Klaus…of course she would tell me."

Klaus finally looked up from his glass and smirked at him. He put his glass on the end table next to him and walked to the fridge. He pulled out a bag of blood and calmly slid it over the counter top. He caught it under his hand and his were glued to it in a trance of consuming hunger. Stefan didn't have to glance up from it to notice that Klaus was clearly amused by what was happening to him right now.

Stefan could practically see the smirk that was on his face. Stefan finally looked up at Klaus who came towards him. "Katerina, come," he commanded with his hand held out.

Katherine came at once and it reminded him of a dog commanding a cat. A dominant dog and a clever cat, he thought to himself.

Klaus grabbed her wrist and immediately bit into it. Katherine looked completely stunned and gasped in ruin. Klaus then bit his wrist and shoved it into her mouth.

The wound began to heal and Stefan lightly scoffed, "Your blood is the cure."

Klaus smirked at him. "The choice is yours, Stefan." He sat on the armchair and said with clear amusement in his voice, "Tick-Tock."

~FIN~

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