I watched as Damon packed his bag thoroughly, Stefan was downstairs and Elena was giving Alaric/Creepy Alaric the basics that he would need for a few days whilst in lockdown. He wouldn't need to be in lockdown if he didn't have a vampire hating alter-ego with the only weapon that could possibly kill an Original hidden somewhere that non-creepy-Alaric doesn't know. But, occasionally little slip-ups like this happen, and now Klaus wants the stake and Elena and Damon are off to find where our bloodline started together, on their little rendezvous, while I'm going to be stuck with brooding Stefan and serial killing Ric. Did I miss anything? Oh yeah, I'm going to have to try and avoid Klaus, who is on a rampage to get the stake, because I slept with his brother, who, has currently disappeared because Klaus needed him to do something.

Desperately needing a distraction from my tidal-wave of thoughts of 'what not's' and 'what to' do's, I walked over to Damon's bag and nosed through what he packed; "you need a toothbrush" I looked up and saw him brushing his teeth, giving me a pointed look before spitting, rinsing and chucking it in his wash-bag, which then went at the top of his suitcase. "Excited?" I asked, he rolled his eyes and scoffed, as if to say 'what about?' "You can make the moves on Elena, a few days away together could really bring out the bonding."

"What are you going to do? Be helpful or mope about your lost love?" I glared at him and threw a pillow at his face, he just grinned and chucked it back on to the bed, "seriously, Klaus will probably drop by and do you really want to bump into him? What would you even say?"

Definitely not that I slept with his brother.

Damon gave me a curious look as I just shrugged my shoulders and sat on top of his closed luggage bag, watching as he zipped it up. "Well, have fun on your little trip, don't do anything that I wouldn't do," he was walking out of his bedroom when I called, "and use protection," even if vampires don't need it, it was funny to hear him curse under his breath at me and stumble over his own feet when Stefan growled.

A few minutes later, when both Damon and Elena were gone, I wandered down to Stefan and watched as he mulled over his thoughts for a few minutes until I got bored and threw a book at his face, which, unluckily, he caught and then turned to me; "what are we going to do about Scary Ric?"

Stefan grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a glass before turning back to me; "I am going to drink with him until he's unconscious and homicidal, then get where the stake's location is out of him."

"Sounds like a plan, so I take it I'm un-needed," he nodded meekly, "pfft, I'll raid your book collection and be here if you need me, or if Klaus shows up, but then, I'll warn you by running, okay?" He chuckled and nodded before making his way down in to the cellar.

I wandered around the Boarding House aimlessly for about half-an-hour before settling on running my index finger over the backs of some books before choosing one and settling down with it on one of the plush, musty sofa's, cracking the spine teasingly as I opened it.

I read for a while, swimming in the words with barely any effort, until a ruckus roused me from my dreamlike state. Stefan was fighting Ric. In bloodlust. To try and get Creepy Ric out. Because that's logical. Why not just tease him with the promise of Sheriff Forbe's head on a spit or something?

I stood up, the noise too loud for me to concentrate, so, instead, I grabbed a drink for myself and indulged in the liquor, before tuning and stopping dead. Eyes wide. Mouth agape.

Klaus was watching me carefully, standing by the door, "I was just going to come here to kill Ric, get the stake, I did not think you'd be here." He said, leaning against the wall, still watching me.

"What can I say? I love some good drama."

"Tends to be why you create it," I winced, "which has me wondering, why do you smell like Kol?" My stomach dropped, or more, plummeted into a dark abyss and just kept going and going and going until it hit rock-bottom, where I felt like vomiting, but knowing it was an impossibility.

"He stopped by before he left, telling me to stay out of your way."

"Don't lie to me, you two are up to something. But never mind that now, I have more important things to attend to, but I will, find out." He was gone in a blink, and I made good on my promise and ran all the way back to my apartment, in my defence, it was to call Kol who answered on the third ring.

"Miss me already, poppet?" I scoffed and leant against the wall.

"Klaus ants to know why I smell like you."

"Easy: you're so obsessed with me you wear my clothes."

"No, idiot, but you need to find somewhere else to stay."

"No, he won't find out I'm living with you and he won't find out we had sex unless I want him to."

"Your will better be stronger than his then," I growled and hung up the phone, sliding down the wall and just sat there for a few hours until my phone rang again, the screen blared with the name: Klaus.