I know it's been awhile. Hell, over a year if I'm correct. But I really wanted to finish this story. So here's the next chapter. Nothing you recognize belongs to me.

Era glared at the man in question. Michael, the first true vampire, smirked down at her. There were many things she wanted to say...well many things she wanted to do, but her fear of the man in front of her caused her to just remain still. The occupants of the room just looked between the two old vampires. Though Michael was only a hundred years older than Era, he was an original, and the only vampire Klaus was afraid of. Damon stood to the side, wondering if they had done the right thing. Rebecca came down the stairs, glaring at her father.

"Leave her alone, Michael." A small flicker of emotion passed through the older vampire's face at his only daughter's address of his first name.

"Rebecca, what have you done?" Rebecca wouldn't look at the red-head. Stefan had gone to the side of Era, gripping her side. The vampire turned to him, veins growing in her face. She snarled at him, gripped him by the arm, and tossed him across the room where he landed with a thud. Elena started towards him, but a warning glare from Damon stopped her. She knew why he hadn't looked at her in anything other than anger in the past week and looked away. Michael laughed at Era's actions.

"Ah my son's blushing mate. So beautiful and soulless. My son would choose you to spend an eternity with. I wonder how he's going to deal without you." Michael ran his hand down the side of her cheek. Era snarled and jerked her face away.

"I said 'leave her alone.'" Rebecca said angrily, coming to stand beside her.

"My quarral is not with you, Rebecca. It never has been," Michael said softly. Rebecca looked down at Era, who wouldn't meet her gaze.

"If you hurt her, you will have a quarrel with me. Klaus is your only concern. He'll be here tomorrow, and he'll be throwing a party." Era's head snapped up. Klaus was coming. Klaus was coming. Klaus was coming, and Michael was waiting. Those words echoed through her head.

"Do you think that Era will not spoil everything?"

"Then tie her up and lock her in the basement...we have a panic room of sorts," Damon volunteered, earning a glare of astonishment from Elena. He pointedly ignored it. Era had had enough. With all her might, she sprang from her chair, tackling Michael to the ground. She tore at him, using her nails, determined to claw out his heart. Michael tossed her and she came up snarling, making the mistake of looking him in the eyes.

"You will sit down and be quiet." Era did as she was told, her eyes blank. He turned to his daughter, who was looking away from him.

"Tie her up and put her where ever you want." Rebecca looked to Damon, who nodded. He picked Era up gently, and carried her from the room. Elena followed him closely. He took her down to the basement. It only took him moments to tie her up. He sighed as he locked her in the room.

"What the hell, Damon? This was your chance to kill her and you don't take it," Elena asked, raising her voice. Damon looked at her impatiently.

"Maybe I don't want to kill her, Elena. Did you ever think of that?" He turned away from her. She grabbed his arm, pulling him back.

"Why wouldn't you want to kill her? She's made our lives miserable for over a month."

"Yeah, and we're trying to kill the love of her life. You know, it all makes sense to me now. That vampire has never changed, never lied about anything she was doing. You know what she told me today at the graveyard, Elena? She told me to leave you because you were never going to truely pick me over Stefan. And I'm starting to think she's right. She told me that she would choose me if it came down to me or Stefan, something I have never heard from you." Elena looked at him reproachfully.

"You know it's not that simple. And she's not that decisive. She's been toying with Jeremy. That's not loyal." Damon glared at her.

"You know, I think that she truely cares for Jeremy, but she made her choice. Era will leave with Klaus if he survives. She has never faltered with that. Maybe you should take a page out of her book. At least she's never changed who she was to make another person care for her, which is more than I can say for me." He walked away, leaving Elena to look helplessly after him

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Michael sat in the arm chair, looking forlournly at the fire. His daughter came to his side, and looked down at him with hate.

"You will not kill Era. Klaus will get what's coming to him, but you will leave her out of this. I will not have you taking practically the only member of my family I have left." Michael sighed.

"That woman is not your family. She has only fed Klaus's brutality." Rebecca looked down at him in disgust.

"Era is not the reason that Niklaus is the way he is. That responsibility falls to you, and she was there for me in a way that you never were. Like I said, Klaus will get what he deserves, but he wasn't the one to destroy this family. You were." She turned to walk away, wanting little to do with the man that had given her life.

"Rebecca..." He called, wishing that there was something that he could do, "I was never after you. I want Klaus to pay for what he did to your mother." Rebecca didn't even look back as she answered.

"When this is over, I want you out of my life. I want you to never bother us again. That is the only thing you can do for me."

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Era looked at the cellar around her and a very real panic settled over her. She struggled against her bonds, screeching in anger. She had to get out and warn Klaus. The shackles groaned as she pulled against them. Why weren't they breaking? The door opened and her head snapped up. Bonnie entered the room, smirking at her. This red-headed bitch was finally going to get what she deserved.

"It's a spell I put on the chains. While I might not be able to perfrom magic on you, I can perform them on objects to use against you. Handy little loop hole, isn't it?" Era snarled at her so menacing that Bonnie took a step back. The vampire smirked.

"When I get out of this, and I will, your face will be the first thing I eat. You won't be able to kill him." Bonnie smirked.

"Oh he will be, and best of all it will be at the hands of his own father. And what will happen to you when he's gone. Rebecca betrayed you, and you killed Elijah. You will be truely alone." Era looked away, trying to will herself not to let the witch know that she was getting to her.

"As opposed to you? Your parents abandoned you, your grandmother is dead, and your friends are all involved with beings you think are abominations. Including Jeremy," Bonnie frowned angrily at her, "It kills you, doesn't it, that he cares for me. He would rather have his body on top of mine, than even touch yours. It must just eat you up inside that he'd risk death just to be near me, while you can't even get him to look at you the way he looks at me." Bonnie was shaking now, wishing desperately that she could kill the woman in front of her. Era smiled maliciously.

"You hurt me, I hurt you. The only difference is that I've had centuries of practice messing with minds, little girl." Bonnie walked up to her slowly, and slapped her across the face. Era laughed as her head went to the side.

"I will kill you. You can count on that." Bonnie turned away and walked out the door, slamming it behind her.

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Klaus sighed angrily as his phone was sent to voicemail again. Era was not answerering her phone. He had done nothing to make her angry that he could think of. Looking through his contacts, he dialed Stefan's number. He picked up on the second ring.

"Hello, Klaus." Stefan's voice was almost smug as he answered. Klaus's eyes narrowed.

"Where are you?"

"At home, looking down at the dead body of your father." His answer caused Klaus to freeze.

"What?" Stefan chuckled at Klaus's disbelief.

"That's right. He attacked Elena, and she was able to stab him in the heart with the dagger."

"I want to see him. I want to see his rotting body for myself." The euphoria of it all started to spread through his veins if this was indeed true. He was free. Era was free. They could finally stop running.

"Well, he's here. Come by whenever." Klaus paused, knowing that he couldn't leave anything to chance, even with Stefan.

"If you are lying to me, Stefan, your compulsion will expose you. So, answer me with you life: Is what you're saying the truth?" Klaus waited, not wanting to lead on to how relieved that the news made him.

"It's true. I saw it with my own eyes." Klaus closed his eyes, letting the truth wash over him. There was relief and bitterness. He wished that he'd been the one to kill him, and he felt bitterness that his father, though a father who had caused him and his family so much pain, was dead.

"Let me talk to Rebecca." There was a shuffle as the phone was passed to her.

"Rebecca, love. What's this I hear about Michael's tragic run in with a dagger?" Rebecca, though they had their disagreements, would never lie to him about something like this.

"It's true. He's finally out of our lives. When are you coming home? Era and I are miserable here."

"Speaking of my lovely mate, where is she? I've been calling her all morning. Is she angry with me again?" Rebecca took a shaky breath.

"She's sleeping. Michael attacked her," Klaus froze.

"Is she alright?" He demanded.

"She's fine. Though I think it is best for us to give her some rest." Klaus sighed angrily.

"Tell her to call me when she wakes up. I'll be home soon. Take care of her, Rebecca."

"I will. I promise you that nothing will happen to her, no matter what. I'll see you soon."

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Era's wrists were dark and slick with blood as she strained in vain against her restraints. By now, Klaus would be on his way. She had no doubt that Klaus could handle himself, but Michael was one of the few who knew how to kill an original. He, after all, was the first true vampire. Her breath came out in gasps as the panic threatened to overtake her. She couldn't let this happen. It couldn't happen. The door opened and Era sighed, not looking up.

"If you're here for more witty banter, witch bitch, then I am not in the mood."

"I honestly never saw what my son saw in your personality. Your looks, I can understand." Her head snapped up and she saw Micahel standing at the door. A shiver of fear went down her spine. She lifted her chin, trying to conceal it. Micael laughed.

"You're so proud."

"You won't succeed. Klaus has his hybreds. You'll never get to him." He sat at the edge of the stone that ran along the wall.

"His hybreds are half vampires. So that means that they can be compelled...by me." Era's eyes widened in fear of the realization.

"You still won't get to him," She stuttered out.

"He may hide in a house where I can't be invited in, like the coward he is. But I'm sure I can give him the motivation to come out. There are ways. I'm immortal. I can wait him out for as long as it takes." Era looked at him, now not even bothering to hide her fear for her mate.

"He is your son." Her voice was pleading. Michael's eyes were mocking her.

"No, he's not. Even you know that part of our history. He is the spawn of a filthy werewolf, a result of my wife's indescretion. Despite that, I still loved her, and he killed her. His own mother." Era glared at him. The words that came from her mouth next were designed to hurt, and she knew she would pay dearly for them. She continued anyway.

"So what? She abandoned him. That slut bag whore fucked a werewolf, and abandoned a son who needed her. She deserved to die." Michael snarled. He backhanded her, making her head snap violently to the side. Era didn't stop however. "Klaus is what he is because you and that stupid wife of yours. So I guess I have you to thank for that." She laughed manically. His fist connected with her jaw and her teeth clanked together with a snap.

"I promised Rebecca I wouldn't kill you, but I may go back on that promise. I took him away from you once, and now I'm going to do it permanantly." Her eyes looked up at him in confusion. The man smirked at her.

"Oh that's right. You don't know. All those years ago, when my son ended his relationship with you, it was because of me. You were lying in bed, sleeping so peacefully. You never stirred as I stroked your hair. Nor did you stir when I placed Niklaus's prized stallion's head in bed with you. I saw him distance himself from you, but he never could let you go completely." Era looked at him in disbelief, "And then you did the perfect thing, you turned on him, hurt him in a way that I never could. He wasn't the same after that. When I caught up to him again, he looked like the world had ended. You did that for me. You, Era, broke his heart." Tears sprang to her eyes. She had been so angry at him for leaving her, but he was protecting her. Era thought back to Jonathan, the look in Klaus's eyes when he discovered the truth. She exhaled sharply. Michael fingered the necklace around her neck.

"I won't let you hurt him."

"You'll do more than let me. You're going to be the thing that gets him to come to me. What will he do if he thinks the love of his life is dead?" Era shook her head.

"He'll knows it's a trick."

"Not if I have that pretty necklace of yours. Rumor has it that only you can take it off. If he sees this, minus you, I think it might give him the motivation I need." Era shook her head violently.

"I won't give it to you." Michael chuckled.

"You still don't get it. You won't have a choice. You are a vampire, and I can compel you to do anything I want. Klaus will be too irrational to think, only act. Now look at me," She looked away desperately. He grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to look him in the eyes, "I'm going to release one of your hands, and you're going to take your neckalce off and give it to me. You won't fight me." Her eyes went blank as he let one of her hands free. She unclasped the necklace, blood smearing on the chain, and placed it in his hands. He restrained her hand again.

"Thank you, Era. It'll all be over soon." Her eyes lit with recognition and she screamed. It was feral, animalistic, and filled with pain.

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Jeremy paced the living room of the Salvatore house. He had been hearing Era's screams for the last half hour, and had never felt so helpless. They weren't screams of physical pain, but of pain and anger. They pierced his eardrums, and shook his core with despair. What was he supposed to do? They had a a plan, and in order to be free from Klaus, he had to die. He looked towards the door that led down to the basement. He could never have her. Regardless of if Klaus was out of the picture, she would never forgive him for his part in destroying the man she loved. He cared for her, there was no denying it. He didn't love her, that was impossible at this point. But he saw something different. She saw the part of him that he'd tried so hard to conceal.

It was the part of him that craved danger and excitement. The dark part of him that he'd tried so hard to deny.

"Jeremy, we have to go to the party. I think you should stay here. Keep an eye on things," Elena said, coming from downstairs. Jeremy gave her a withering look.

"She's not going to be harmed, Jer." Jeremy chuckled slowly. Not all damage could be done through physical violence, and he got the feeling that she would wish for death after this. Elena came up behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder. He shook her off angrily.

"We have to do this. It's the only way." He knew that, but why didn't this feel right? Elena left, the door closing quietly behind her as if she were afraid that any large noise would spook him. Jeremy looked back at the door again. She would never forgive herself if she did nothing to stop the death. Jeremy knew there had never really been a choice for her. You can't give up 900 years of companionship over someone you'd known for a month. He knew that, and he'd come to accept that. But Era had taught him that maybe it was okay to let go, and that despite the way she acted, she and everyone she was involved with became the way they were for a reason. He made a split decision and headed towards the door.

Era looked at the body of Rebekah, who they had dragged in half an hour ago.

"I told you not to get involved with them, Bekah. How could you do it? I know you were mad, but how could you do this?" She whispered to her slumbering sister. The door opened and she tensed. Jeremy walked through the door and took in her appearence. Her mascara streaked down her face, her shirt was torn, and her hands were bloody.

She couldn't even muster the strength to glar at him. "Is he dead?" Surely of he was dead, she would feel it. She would definately feel it. Her voice was broken.

"I don't know. But I want to make a deal with you." Her head snapped up.

"What kind of a deal?" She demanded.

He paused for a second before answering. "I'll let you go...if you're able to save Klaus, you take him and leave...and never come back." She couldn't get the answer out fast enough.

"Done." Jeremy chuckled and put his eyes towards the ceiling.

"Before I let you go, answer me something. Did you care about me at all?" Era looked up at him, before nodding.

"You haven't had very good luck with vampire girls. But yeah, I care for you. You'll be okay without me though. Klaus won't."

"He really does love you, doesn't he? I could never compete with him." His eyes were sad, but accepting.

"Everyone has it in them to love someone. It's not really fair to compare yourself to Klaus. One day you'll find someone who won't die, or isn't already mated." He laughed and walked over to her, pulling keys out of his back pocket. He quickly unchained her. She got up and pulled him into a hug.

"Thank you. I won't forget this." Era looked at him and pressed her lips to his. She quickly started towards the door, pausing briefly at Rebekah. With a fierce yank, she pulled the dagger from her body and stuffed it in her back pocket. "I'd get out of here. She'll be pissed and looking for someone to drain when she wakes up. She can't get to Elena, so she'll settle for her brother if she has to." He nodded, and then she was gone.

!

"You have a visitor," A hybred reported to him. Ah it must be Era, waiting to be invited in.

"Get Tyler to invite her in." He smiled in excitement at the thought of seeing his mate again.

"Excuse me, sir, but it's not a she. He says his name is Michael." Klaus's smile was gone. Those clever little bastards.

"Then we musn't keep him waiting. Move everyone to the back. Tony, you know what to do." The man nodded and walked away. Klaus walked purposely towards the door where his father was waiting on the other end.

"Hello, Niklaus." HIs father looked at him with no love, only contempt.

"Hello, Michael. Why don't you come in? Oh wait, you can't."

"Or you could come outside." Klaus smiled sadistically.

"Or I could watch my hybreds tear you limb from limb." Michael chuckled.

"They can't kill me. It's so like you, Niklaus, hiding behind your playthings. You're too much of a coward to come out here and face me. They may be sired by you, but they are half vampire after all. That means they can be compelled by me." His hybreds took stance beside him when he motioned to him to prove his point. Klaus glared angrily at him. A female hybred Klaus hadn't attempted to learn the name of pushed Elena from the shadows and into Michael's arms.

"Come out, or I'll kill her. I kill her and you won't be able to make anymore of your abominations." It was Klaus's turn to look at him with contempt.

"I don't need them, all I need is to be rid of you. Kill her." Michael smirked at him, seeing that his son was trying to call his bluff. He twisted Katherine's neck, and watched her fall to the floor. Klaus's eyes widened in surprise briefly before he put back up his mask. There was a noise behind Klaus, who turned around in curiosity. A white oak stake was then jammed into his stomach. Damon Salvatore pulled it out and aimed for the heart as Klaus was momuntarily stunned. In the brief moment Damon's hand was in the air, Stefan took this opportunity to tackle him to the ground. Katherine was up, smirking at Michael, before throwing two grenades at the hybreds and disappearing.

"What the hell are you doing?" Damon asked in disbelief. Klaus smirked.

"He earned his freedom. Thank you. You are free, and no longer have to do as I tell you." Klaus picked up the stake and looked at Michael, ignoring the brothers. "Your plan failed, Michael. What are you going to do now?"

"Come out and find out. Let's see if the son can beat the father."

"I now have the thing that can kill you. I think I'll just wait for the opportune moment. Goodbye." Klaus went to shut the door when Michael's voice stopped him.

"What will killing me get you, boy? So you can live forever, with no one at your side. No one cares for you. You've alienated your family, and even they've turned on you." Klaus looked back at him.

"I'm not alone. I'll never be alone. I have someone who loves me without being family or being compelled. Rebekah, no matter how mad at me, will never let you hurt Era. I still have her."

"Not anymore." Klaus's heart froze, and he looked back at his father who was dangling something. Era's necklace covered in blood. He started to shake.

"No..."

"Oh yes, Niklaus. Now you don't even have her. Should I tell you how she screamed your name before she died?" Klaus glared at him, unable to look at the necklace.

"You're lying. This is a trick." It had to be.

"No, Niklaus, it's not. I severed her head from her body, and then I lit it on fire. You truely are alone now, boy." Michael smirked as tears ran down his son's face.

"No!" Klaus shouted, tackling his father to the ground. With a ferocity that riveled anything anyone present had scene, he shoved the stake into Michael's chest. He watched as his father looked at him in brief surprise before disappearing in a scene of flame and ash. Klaus collasped to the ground clutching the necklace that had once belonged to the love of his life. He let out a scream of anguish, his head falling into his hands as he sobbed. She couldn't be gone, not Era. Not the only person on earth who loved him for no other reason than he was exactly who he was. Footsteps approached him softly.

"If you don't get away from me, I'll rip your heart out," He growled quietly, as if he couldn't raise his voice above a whisper.

"Niklaus." His head shot up. There she was, his Era. She was bloody and messy, but she had never looked more beautiful to him. He was on his feet and clutching her as if she'd disappear. She clutched it back, whispering soothing words into his ear.

"It's ok. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

"What happened? Michael had your necklace? I thought..." Era shook her head.

"They had me trapped in the Salvatore's panic room. He compelled it off of me." Klaus growled.

"I'm going to rip everyone in that family to pieces. What happened to Rebekah?" Era gave him a look, and he immediately knew that the knowledge of his mother's death was no lomger a secret. He had guessed as much when Michael had shown up on his doorstep.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Her voice was almost accusing. They kept nothing from each other.

Klaus sighed. "Would you have looked at me the same?" Era raised an eyebrow.

"Klaus, look at my history with family. And considering all the other things you've done..." He smirked at her, "Rebekah, however, is an entirely different story. She'll need time, which you will give her," She said sternly, "And we're leaving this miserable little town. No more Elena. No more hybreds." Her voice left no room for argument. She never ordered Klaus around, but she was done with this town.

"We can't just let them get away with this, Era."

"And we won't. We'll pay one last visit to them, undagger Elijah, pack my things, and then we're going to Rome." Klaus smirked.

"Yes, ma'm."

!

Era could hear the people walking around in the house before her. She had yet to change out of her outfit, and sun had dried out the blood to her skin. She glanced at Klaus and nodded. They burst the door open and flashed into the kitchen where everyone backed away from them. In a split moment, Era had her hand around Elena's throat, while Klaus kicked away Damon and Stefan when they tried to intervine.

"I told you what I would do if you attempted to kill him, little girl. And now I have permission to hurt you." Elena gasped in pain as Era tighened her grip.

"Era, please don't," Era connected eyes with Jeremy. Klaus had made no move towards the boy which surprised the people in the room. Era had told Klaus of her deal with Jeremy, and out of respect to her, he had agreed that the boy would go untouched.

"I promised your brother I wouldn't hurt you, and I don't go back on my promises. However, your little stunt can't be ignored, so now you get to choose one of your friends to take your place." Era knew that this was a worse punishment than simply killing her.

"I won't," Elena said, struggling against Era's grip.

"Oh I think you will, because if you don't I'm going to kill them all. Starting with Stefan, I'll move on Caroline and her family, Tyler and his, then Bonnie, then your family in Seattle. So kill one, or kill them all. Your choice."

"And this is one of the reasons I love this girl. Why not Damon, my love?" Klaus asked. Era shrugged.

"Because I like him." She winked at him and smiled at Klaus, who rolled his eyes. She gripped Elena's throat tightly, "Make your choice." Tears rolled down Elena's face.

"I can't."

"Leave her alone," Bonnie growled. Era looked at her for a moment and then smiled. With a flash, she was in front of Bonnie, forcing her blood down the witch's throat. With a quick twist of her hands, she broke the other girl's neck.

"Bonnie!" Elena and Caroline dropped to their knees by the fallen girl. Klaus looked at her in brief confusion at her actions.

"Now the little witch bitch will either die, or be the one thing that she hates the most. Fitting isn't it?" Era said, looking down at them. Damon hid his smirk at the girl's actions. While he had been angry and ready to attack when she had been threatening Elena, he had to admit that it was a fitting ending for the girl that had been a thorn is his side to him since he blew into town. Era looked at Jeremy, who didn't know what to think. This was Era. He shouldn't have expected any less. Era bent down and to whisper in the girl's ear.

"If you ever come after me and mine again, I'll kill everyone who'd touched your life. We'll call it ok...for now," She purred, kissing Elena's cheek. Elena noticed how she said they were ok, not even. She came to a quick conclusion that Era would never consider them even.

"Well if we're done here, I have some affairs to arrange. Erana, pack your things and be ready when I get back," He glared at the rest of the occupants, "Try anything while I'm gone, and I'll make good on her promise." Era didn't look back as she skipped up the stairs to her room.

!

Damon watched as Era threw her stuff into a duffel bag.

"Elena is screaming for your head." Era didn't even glance up.

"I don't know why. She's getting what she wants, one way or another." Damon snorted.

"Maybe because you turned her best friend into a vampire. Devious punishment, by the way." Era laughed. There was a honk outside. She glanced to see Klaus in the driveway, waiting impatiently. She rolled her eyes and put a finger up to tell him to give her a minute. She grabbed her duffel bag and placed it over her shoulder. Era turned to Damon and smiled.

"For what it's worth, I respect you. And...you're welcome to come with us if you want." Damon raised and eyebrow at her.

"And Klaus wouldn't have a problem with that?" His voice was sarcastic and obvious. Era laughed.

"He'd get over it." Damon was tempted. The thought of getting away was overwhelming. He thought of a world where he wasn't second best, and he wouldn't have to watch the love of his life once again choose his brother over him time and time again.

"Tempting as it is, I have to take care of things here. I can't just leave...well I could, but I'd like to resolve this bullshit." Era nodded her understanding.

"I get it...Honk that horn one more time, Niklaus, and see what happens," She yelled out the window, "A piece of advice from an old vampire though. Don't change for her. If you're going to change for anyone, do it for yourself."

"Are we going to hug now?" Damon asked, though he gave her a nod to show her he was listening. She laughed.

"Not our style. I'm sure we'll see each other again. It's bound to happen in the scheme of eternity." He smirked at her as she passed him.

"Oh, Rebekah left this for you." He handed her a letter, which she quickly scanned. It explained that she was going abroad with Matt, and that she'd call her as soon as they got settled. The vampire sighed. She had expected this. Rebekah needed time to heal, and while Era had no doubt that she would eventually come to forgive her brother, it would be a long time before she even deigned to speak to him. She thanked Damon.

"See ya around." Era walked down the hall and stopped in front of the door to the room Jeremy usually slept in when he stayed at the Salvatore house. She hesitantly knocked on the door. He answered, sighing when he saw her.

"I know you'll never understand why I've done what I've done, but I'm not going to apologise. But I wanted to tell you that if you ever need me, just give me a call." He smiled a half smile and she smirked back.

"I might do that. Goodbye, Era." He kissed her cheek and watched as she hopped down the stairs. She paused at the bottom.

"You're going to make a great vampire someday." With that she went out the door. He wouldn't forget her...no one could. With a smile that was a mixture of confusion for his feelings for the vampire, sadness, and contentment, he closed the door to his room to wait for Bonnie to wake up.

Era hopped in the car where Klaus gave her a look for making him wait so long.

"Did you pull the dagger out of Elijah?" She questioned as she put her sunglasses on.

"Yes, dear. And we're going to have to make a pit stop on our way to Rome. How long has it been since you've been to New Orleans?" Era raised an eyebrow.

"Why on earth do we need to go to New Orleans?" Klaus yanked on a strand of her hair gently.

"Something I have to check up on. An old friend. You remember Marcell, don't you?" Era nodded and sighed.

"New Orleans it is. You owe me a shopping trip." Klaus laughed as he pulled out of the driveway.

"Of course, my love," He replied, never taking his hand out of hers.

I know the timeline is screwy towards the end of it, but I wanted to skip all the momma drama, and Silas. I might do a sequel, though it'll depend on what you guys think. So I'm sorry if the grammar is a bit off, but I had to do this on wordpad. Read and review. Tell me what you think, and let me know if you'd be interested in a sequel or maybe a prequel on how Klaus and Era got to the way they are. Hope you guys enjoyed the story.