Oh it's been so LONG! I'm so sorry, truly am. I had a chapter written and done. But it just didn't sit right with me, so this morning I just decided to scrap the dang thing and went in a completely different direction! I'm not sure if you're going to be very happy with it, but hey. If so, I'd love to read all the different ways in which you wish to murder me, in the reviews! Hint hint ;)

Disclaimer. I don't own Vampire Diaries. Shocker.

After making it to my hotel room I decided a shower was necessary. Once I completed washing three days of crap off my body I changed into a pair of black skinny's, a dark grey tee, I took the bottom and knotted it on the front side. Not in the mood for much make up, I decided just to stick with winged eyeliner and mascara. After putting my drying hair into a loose braid, I flopped back down on the bed. Then the phone rang. Elena.

Without a second thought I hit ignore and flipped over. It started to buzz again. I snatch the phone and growl, "What?"

"Amelia! Where have you been? I've been so worried! God, never mind that. Amelia, I know you're mad at me, but that doesn't mean you can go around staking people! Especially our friends!"

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, "I'm sorry? I can't go around staking people, yet that cute thing you did with the white oak ash and the dagger, that's perfectly fine?" I heard Elena sigh,

"I know. I'm sorry Amelia, I really am. But he was dangerous, and I had to do it to protect-"

"No, Elena! You can't keep justifying your actions by saying you're trying to protect people! Maybe you should all just stop lying to each other, to everyone! They have the right to know what's going on, Elena! More people are going to get hurt."

"Me? You think I need to be truthful? You never even told me about your relationship with Elijah!"

"What difference would it have made?!" I yelled, "You're Elena Gilbert; the doppelganger, they will do anything to protect you. They don't care about the repercussions. You need to figure your shit out Elena. If you're not going to do anything, I will."

There was silence on her line.

"Where's the body Elena? He wasn't in the basement; you know where the Salvatore's usually like to leave bodies."

"Damon moved it. He knew you would try to undagger him." I sighed and rubbed my forehead. "Ame's will we ever be the same?"

"I've already given you a chance, Elena. I don't think there is anything you can do this time." I heard her take a shaky breath,

"Ame's, I have him. I have Elijah. He's with me now." I instantly froze.

"Elena, I swear if this is some kind of sick-"

"No Ame's, just come to the Lockwood manor, please."

"Give me 10 minutes." I threw my phone in my bag and tugged on a pair of black leather boots.

I threw open the door but skidded to a halt at the sight of a broad shouldered dark hair man. Fuck.

…

I was completely aware of my surroundings, but I couldn't speak, I couldn't move. A door swung open to reveal someone who could easily be mistaken for my sister.

She stood when I was suddenly dropped onto the floor out of the man's arms. Dick.

"What's with the Gilbert sister?" A looked of pure confusion was on Katherine's face. The man smirked.

"Apparently she has very close relations with Elijah." Her head whipped over to my still motionless body on the floor, her mouth open in shock.

"You've got to be kidding me."

"It seemed like a good idea to have her around." He called over his shoulder. I let out a gasp at the sudden feeling I had in my limbs and quickly attempted to lunge at the man. The door slammed shut, and just as my hand make contact, an invisible force threw me across the room; smashing into the kitchen cupboards.

I groaned and slowly lifted myself of the floor; I dusted a few broken shards of glass off of my shirt. Small trickles off blood trailed down my arms and the palms of my hands. My head snapped up to a chuckle across the room. Katherine jutted out her hip and crossed her arms,

"Guess you're stuck with me."

…

"You sure you don't want a little blood? That doesn't look to pretty." I continued to wipe the blood streaks off with a damp cloth.

"I'm fine."

Katherine shrugged and dropped into the couch. "So… You and Elijah hey. Good choice. I always thought the whole serious gentlemen act was very sexy on him." She sighed with a fairly distant look in her eyes.

I glared and cleared my throat to break her from her trance. "Gee, thanks." I lazily tossed the bloody rag into the sink and leaned back onto the island behind me. I scanned the apartment. Looks as if a man lives here.

"It's Alaric's." What? The confusion was clearly on my face. She sighed and gestured to the space, "This is Alaric's place. Klaus, the big bad vampire everyone's so afraid of; he's taken over the body of your dear history teacher. Clearly someone's not too informed." I glared. "You know, I'm almost surprised Elijah didn't go for sweet little Elena… The Salvatore boys a bit of a handful for her?" She asked almost sweetly. I rolled my eyes and turned towards the fridge. I glared slightly when the light of the fridge hit my eyes, I peered in before replying.

"Nope, she still basking in their glory." I could practical feel Katherine rolling her eyes,

"Like the true Petrova she is…" My eyes brightened at the sight of tequila. I felt a swoosh of air; Katherine peered over my shoulder,

"Is that… Baja Rosa?" There was a slight tone of amusement. I giggled,

"Strawberry cream." Glass crunched under my boots as I made my way to a pair of slightly cracked shot glasses on the ground. I filled the glasses. "It must be Aunt Jenna's. Or I've lost all respect for the guy." I slid the glass over; she caught it effortlessly and raised a brow. I shrugged.

"We're going to be stuck here for a while. Might as well make the most of it." I raised the glass before downing the shot. She had a look on her face I couldn't describe. She then smiled before slamming her empty glass beside mine.

"Gilbert, we're going to have some fun."

…

"Wait wait wait. Hold on. So he actually watched her from outside her bedroom window?!" We both slammed down our empty glasses, Katherine emptied the bottle before tossing it over her shoulder. The sound of the empty bottle smashing and our laughing filled her room. Katherine scrunched up her nose, "That's just so Twilight…"

"But that not even the best part! Stefan was there too! Neither of them knew they were both creeping her, at the same time! I caught Stefan one night and he tried compelling me to forget, he didn't know I was already on vervain! HA!" Katherine fell back into the couch and burst out into another fit of giggles as I clumsily shot up to find more liquor. A familiar song came on the stereo; I blasted the volume as I walked passed.

I started swaying me hips as I pushed a few broken pieces of the cupboard out of the way so I could grab a bottle.

Katherine slide up beside me, with a mischievous smile,

"So Elijah. He still a complete heart throb?" I laughed and took a shot,

"Mhmm," she poured herself a shot,

"The Salvatore's were so young. Reckless. Animalistic. They were just, so much fun, and there was almost a danger knowing you break one at any moment. It was… Amazing. But an Original. That's a completely different type of danger. You're no longer in control. Trust me; out of you Gilberts, your sister got the short end of the stick." Katherine smirked, "But if you get a chance with a Salvatore, you'll be sure to have a story or two."

I felt myself tense as thoughts of Damon cross my mind. Stories indeed. I stayed quiet and started to pick at the bottles label. Old habit. Katherine raised a brow at my silence before she gasped,

"You little minx! Are you sure you're not a Petrova?" I glared at the smug look on her face. "So which one? No no! Let me guess!" I leaned against the island, nursing my bottle as I watch Katherine pace in front of me; a bottle of her own in hand. "Okay, so Elijah is this old school, rugged, yet classy gentlemen. As sexy as Stefan is, he's become a bit of a bore. A bit of a do gooder. You would have gotten sick of that, meaning you wouldn't jump to another man as sophisticated as Elijah. No, you must have been with a bad boy. You rocked the bed with Baby blue eyes." I scoffed at the satisfied look on her face, but avoided eye contact. Huh boring celling… "I knew it!"

"Oh fine! Yes your right!" Katherine childishly fist pumped. Her face then went serious. She handed me her bourbon before heading towards the door. There was a knock. Katherine reached for the knob, but her hand looked as if it just cramped up.

"Hi Alaric you home? It's Andy… Star. Jenna's friend!" I've never been to excited to hear this bitches name! I put my sober face on and stumbled slightly as I sprinted to the door. Apparently drunk Amelia forgot what happened last time I did that. I was immediately thrown back into Katherine. We landed into a tangle heap on the floor. We both groaned.

The door slowly opened. I blew my hair out of my face and sat up to find a shocked Damon and Andy. Katherine pushed my body off of hers.

"Thank God." Katherine mumbled as she brushed herself off. Andy turned to Damon,

"You never said anything about Amelia being here."

"That because I didn't know she was here. After she staked me, she went off and disappeared again." I gave him a sickly sweet smile,

"You stake my boyfriend, I stake you. Simple." Katherine looked over at me impressed.

Andy blinked a few times at Katherine as she spoke to Damon, "Wow, you're right. She looks just like Elena."

I gave Katherine a once over, "I don't know, I think she has better hair." She smirked at me and bumped me with her hip as a thank you.

Damon glared at us before turning his full attention to Katherine, "I thought you might be dead." She crossed her arms over her chest,

"Unfortunately not."

I rolled my eyes, "So why are you guys here?"

"We are here to rescue her, and now that you're here, you." Andy poked my nose. Oh god. Damon immediately corrected her,

"No sweetie, we're here to see if they deserve to be rescued."

Andy tilted her head and pointed to me, "Even her?"

"She stabbed me! Twice!" I scoffed.

"By principle! And you… metaphorically stabbed me!" I argued.

"Metaphorically? Serious?!" I opened my mouth but he held his hand up to stop me from speaking and turned to Katherine. Jack Ass. "AlariKlaus was blending waaay too easily." He held up a vial of a yellowy liquid I could only assume was vervain. "I figured he may have had some coaching."

Katherine gasped, "Is that-?"

"Vervain. Your Salvation."

"It's not going to do anything.

"There's always a loop hole. Did he tell you to stay in this apartment till he said it was okay to leave?" Katherine opened her mouth, but nothing came out, "You can't say? Did he tell you to do absolutely everything he says until the end of time?"

"No."

"There's your loop hole. Drink this and it will prevent any further compulsion." He looked smug.

Katherine stepped forward to grab the vial, he pulled away.

"Give it to me!"

"Answer one question first. You double crossed us with Isabell. Why?"

"I didn't think you could stand a chance against Klaus. I was looking out for myself." She defended.

"Where did that get chyuh?" She was quiet. "Be careful with that. If he found you with that, you're never getting out of here. You owe me." He turned to Andy, "Come on."

"Umm… what about me?! I'm not compelled here! I'm trapped by witchy voodoo." Damon spun and gestured to Katherine.

"When your new bestie bolts, try and hitch a ride. I'll see what our little witch can do."

And with that they were gone.

Katherine lazily passed me the vile, "You're going to want a bit of that in your system."

…

It was already dark out, and we were sharing the last bit of our bourbon. We laughed and sang along to the music as danced around the apartment. Somehow I managed to get on top of a table. Katherine slid to a halt in front of me as keys rattle in the door.

I squeak as Katherine grabbed me and speed us over to the couch. The bottle sat in front of us on the table. We both looked innocently around the room as AlariKlaus entered the room looking tired.

"Mind turning that down." More of a command than a question, if you ask me.

Katherine leaned forward and turned down the music, "Why so grumpy?"

"This body had outlived its … usefulness." He grumbled.

"You want a drink?"

"Katerina, I don't want a drink."

"Come on, it might loosen you up" she sang, he snatch the bottle and threw it at the wall. I flinched as the remains joined our collection. He then grabbed her shoulders,

"What I want is for you to sit down and shut up." Katherine went along with the compulsion and silently took her place beside me.

AlariKlaus then turned to me. He bends down and runs his thumb over my bottom lip before tucking a stray lock of hair out of my eyes, "And you must be the young lady who effortlessly stole the heart of my brother. Amelia Gilbert." He ran the back of his finger down my checks. I blinked a few times and tried to think of how this is not going to totally make things totally weird with my history teacher. I better get extra credit for this shit.

He tore his eyes away from mine when the door swung open.

"Maddox, what took you so long?"

"You got a lot of luggage." The warlock said matter of factly. People started carrying in what I can only assume to be his stuff. Then a girl around my age saunters in towards AlariKlaus with a lusty look in her eyes.

"Greta finally."

"Hello love." The girl looked as if she was undressing him with her eyes… Sorry hun, but he's taken. "Nice body, you ready to get out of it?" A large case was then rolled in.

…

Katherine and I just stood around and watched as the minions knelt before AlariKlaus and the box chanting in the middle of a circle or candles. I squinted at the girl's top. Hey, that looks a lot like one of mine… Well the one I borrowed from the Martine's- oh…

I lightly elbowed Katherine, "You think she even cares that her families dead? Or knows, for that matter?"

Katherine shrugged.

AlarKlaus suddenly gasped before giving us a confused look, "Elena Ames?" He then dropped. I jumped and took a step forward but stopped when Maddox pulled open the case. A fairly attractive man steps out with a smirk on his face,

"Well that's more like it."

And there we go! A weird type of bonding moment with Katherine, whaaat! Favorite. Follow. Review. The usual. Stay fabulous!