Chapter Eleven

Klaus watched as Katherine fell to the floor, clutching her stomach-the knife still poking out. The dark red blood, pouring from her mouth as droplets landed on the ground. Her brown eyes opened and closed and her mouth twitched as if trying to prevent herself from screaming.

But Klaus could see the pain in her eyes and that angered him.

Katherine's attempt to shoot the Travelers served for one purpose, it had distracted them long enough to stop the spell from working on Klaus. He was free. Klaus flashed towards the Travelers and before they could blink he rip the heads off the bodies.

There was more of them. He was sure, but they weren't important right now. What mattered the most right now was Katherine.

Katherine was no longer on her knees, but had laid down limply on the floor. Her body was trembling and she was spitting out blood. Klaus crouched down next to her and frowned as he saw her blouse covered in blood.

"I'm going to have to pull the knife out." He told her.

Katherine shook her head, her eyes growing wild. The pain was already bad enough, she didn't want to imagine how much pulling the knife out was going to hurt. She weakly shook her head. "No…please."

Klaus didn't speak for a moment. She was bleeding out fast. "I'll do it fast, love."

Before Katherine could protest further, Klaus pulled out the knife as quickly as he could earning a pitiable scream from Katherine, her eyes full of hurt and betrayal. "Don't look at me like that, I had to do it." He bit his wrist and cradled her head in one hand while feeding her the blood from his wrist in another. "Drink. You're ok, you're ok."

The bittersweet taste of blood hit her tongue and Katherine wanted to sarcastically ask how this was ok, but she didn't have the strength. She could feel the blood slowly working as her eyes started to close.

Katherine struggled to open her eyes, she was just so tired and her body felt trembly. She felt something slip from the back of her head. A cool cloth.

Slightly confused to where she was it took her a minute to realize that she was in her room, still at the farm that part was comforting at least and it looked like Klaus had changed her clothes so at least she looked decent, not that she counted sweatpants as sexy though.

Klaus was sitting in the chair across from her, in the chair where he usually read. It occurred to Katherine that more than a few days had passed, Klaus looked pale and murderess and it was clear that he hadn't eaten in a few days (he refused to eat from blood bags) and right now Katherine probably looked to him like a sort of sandwich.

Katherine rubbed the back of her head. "Have I been out long?"

"Two days, you kept losing conciseness." He explained. "I kept feeding you small amounts of my blood. You seem to be completely healed though."

Katherine stared at him. "You don't look fine though. When was the last time you fed? There's no one here besides me."

"It doesn't matter." He said quickly though Katherine noticed the way that he was biting his lip.

Katherine rolled her eyes as she offered him her wrist. "Here you need to feed. There's no one here for hours and I don't want you tumbling me down the stairs just for you to get a snack. So here."

Klaus shook his head. "I'm not going to feed on you, you barely survived."

"Stop exaggerating. Feed." She snapped. "You can heal me later."

Klaus hesitated before he sunk his fangs into her wrist. Katherine winced a little, but she stood still as she watched the color return to Klaus' face. He dropped her wrist and then bit his own wrist, Katherine hesitated a bit before she started drinking from it. Drinking blood as a human now tasted weird.

Katherine noticed that Klaus was gently rummaging a hand through her curls and his eyes were closed. Katherine had forgotten that blood sharing was some sort of mating ritual between vampires.

Katherine pulled back. "This better not be turning you on. It's not cute."

"Of course it isn't." he lied. "Your bump in the head must have affected your brain activity."

"Were there any more travelers?"

He stood up and pulled out a suitcase and placed it on the bed. "No, but we're not waiting here. Pack some clothes we're heading to the city."

"Fine." She was obviously not pleased. She kicked the suitcase to the floor "If it will prevent me from being murdered in my living room, we'll go." She paused. "But you better take me shopping, I am not going to be wearing overalls and boots in the city."

"Fine. I'll buy you some things, just do me a favor and stay still." Klaus kissed her forehead before walking down the stairs, leaving an utterly perplexed Katherine behind.

-End of Chapter Eleven-

Thank you again to Alexxis T. Swan for her idea!