A/N: Hii, thanks for all the lovely reviews! :D

Here's chapter 21, I hope you like it, and please review!

Btw, another chappie will be up later today ;)

xoxo Ascha

P.S. Blame Google Translate if the translation is wrong xD

Chapter 21:

Mia's POV:

"One soup coming up for the little wolfie!" Damon said melodically as he entered the living room with a bowl of newly made soup.

He handed me the bowl and kissed me on my cheek, then turned his head to Elena, Bonnie and Stefan who were talking about what they should do now that her name had been written on the deed of the boarding house. I had been written on it too as co-owner in case something happened to either one of us and we didn't want any unwanted vampires in here.

"Are you still feeling sore?" Damon asked worriedly, nodding towards the bruise on my stomach.

I placed the bowl of soup on the table in front of me and lifted up my shirt a bit, touching the nasty bruise gently and wincing when it still hurt.

"I take that as a yes. I should give you so more of my blood."

"No! It tastes horrible. I'm sure it'll heal up eventually," I said and continued eating my chicken soup. "What time is it?"

Damon looked at his watch and said. "7.46, but I really think that you should stay home today. You did get shot yesterday and almost died."

"Yeah, but I haven't been to school for a whole week. People will get suspicious. Don't worry though. As soon as I get home, then we'll do something fun."

Damon raised an eyebrow, chuckling a bit. "Like what?"

I leaned in to kiss him passionately, but we were interrupted by Elena's voice as she asked me whether or not I was coming with them to school. I sighed weakly, gave Damon a goodbye kiss, and then quickly took one last sip of my soup before I left to go to school. As weird as it sounded, then I actually kindda missed school and needed to get my attention away from everything supernatural that was going on lately.

We arrived to school just before our first lesson – History – started, but it seemed that Rick was running a little late, so everybody used the extra time to chitchat with their friends about the upcoming 60's Decades Dance. I wasn't a big fan of the 60's, but hey – if alcohol was served and I got the chance to see Damon wearing clothes from the 60's then I was in (!)

"Hello, class!" Rick said though as he finally walked in. I didn't know why, but my instincts told me to run as fast as I could.

Of course I didn't do it, but it did make me kindda anxious and took my attention away from Rick, who began talking about the great things from the 60's. I didn't even notice that he was acting a bit strange today, because I was more worried about this strange feeling of mine. At one point I did notice that Rick looked at me in an odd way that made me a tad puzzled. It was as if he hadn't expected to see me, but he was happy that he did.

"Miss Lupei, could you tell me about something that happened in the 60's?" he asked, making my heart beat faster for some odd reason.

"Well…" I took a deep breath and tried remaining calm. "J.F. Kennedy was shot in the 60's."

It was the only thing I could think of now that I'd been shot myself, but it seemed to please Rick and he wrote it down on the blackboard among the other things he had written down. For the rest of the lesson I kindda tuned out. I thought about where Katherine might be hiding right now, if she would try killing me again, and if I was ever going to meet this notorious ancestor of mine.

I ended up worrying all morning and thought that it would be for the better if I had stayed home with Damon instead. Therefore, I chose to send a text to Damon, telling him to pick me up because I wasn't feeling that well. But while I waited for him in the parking lot, I felt my instincts telling me to run again and became confused to see Rick behind me.

"Rick! What are you doing here?" I asked worriedly.

"Oh, I just wanted talk with you, Mia," Rick answered. "I heard that you found out that you were adopted… Did Katherine tell you anything else?"

I shook my head even though that was a complete lie. Rick might be my friend, but I couldn't let him or the others know that I was the descendant of Klaus. I didn't even want to know that, but now I did and it was freaking me out.

"Well, don't worry about her. I'm sure she won't try hurting you again," Rick said as if he knew for sure that she wasn't going to hurt me. I sighed heavily and saw Rick look a bit worried now. "Let's talk about something else. Are you coming to the 60's Decade Dance tonight?"

I smiled weakly and nodded. "I'm not that big of a fan of the 60's myself, but hopefully they will serve something with alcohol…" I blushed a bit. "Forget I said that."

Rick chuckled and went back inside as Damon finally arrived and picked me up. I was relieved to get away from the school and back home to the boarding house, because something was defiantly making my instincts freak out and I had a bad feeling that I might be in more danger than ever.

"Look what I found," I said, trying to take my attention away from my worries. I showed Damon the poster for the 60's Decade Dance tonight and saw him flash a smirk. "So you're going to be my goofy-looking date?"

"Goofy-looking, no. Smoking hot, yes," Damon said, smirking smugly. "You should have seen me in the 60's! I was a babe magnet… and still am."

I rolled my eyes, but I was excited to see which moves Damon had. I bet the 60's was just one big party for him where he could get drunk, get laid, and have a great time.

"If the Babe Magnet is going to flirt with other girls tonight, then I'll use some flower power on him and never let him touch his girlfriend again." I teased.

"Ouch!" Damon chuckled, but pulled me in for a kiss when we waited for the traffic light to change to green. "If everything goes well tonight and I behave, will you then let me get past second base?"

"Well…" I pretended to think hard about this even though I'd already made my mind up. Of course it was tempting to say yes, but then there were still those trust-issues. But maybe it was time for me to get past my trust-issues and finally just do it. What was the worst that could happen? I mean, I did love him, right? "Fine. But only if nothing goes wrong and you behave."

Damon smirked brightly and drove home as fast he could, because he just wanted to get home and get through this day, so he could finally get to bed with me. I found his behavior very amusing, because he kindda reminded me of a little boy at Christmas time. But we finally got home and Damon helped me finding a dress for tonight. His clothes weren't that flamboyant as I thought it would be, but he did look smoking hot though…

"Ah, this dress would defiantly suit you!" said Damon, tossing an old dress that actually came from the 60's to me. I removed the dust from it and took a look at the hot pink and black, slim dress that had a matching black and pink hat and long, pink boots. "C'mon, wolfie! Or are you a puppy?"

"Hell, no! I can pull this dress off. Just wait and see!" I said and began changing to the dress even though I kindda hated the colors.

Surprisingly, the dress actually did suit me and more importantly it fit perfectly. It just needed to be washed before the party began, so I quickly changed back and threw it in the washer, then went downstairs to find a worried Stefan, Elena, and Bonnie standing in the entrance. Something had happened and I was almost too afraid to ask.

"What's wrong?" Damon asked instead as he found them too.

"Klaus is here," Bonnie answered, confirming my worst fear. "He was at the school today and compelled a girl to give us a message from him."

"Oh… shit!" I mumbled and sighed heavily. We were so screwed. If Klaus found us, then everything would go wrong. Elena would die, the curse of the sun and the moon would be broken, and I… well, I didn't know what would happen to me and that freaked me out. "What was the message?"

"He wanted to know if I was going to the dance tonight," Elena said, obviously freaked out about this as well. But then she turned her focus to me and continued. "Mia, he also said something we should say to you. He said: Aştept cu nerăbdare să vă cunosc, Matilda."

I froze when I heard those words. I knew what it meant, because it was Romanian. But before any of them could ask me of what it meant, I ran upstairs and locked myself inside Damon's bedroom. I wasn't scared, but more frantic and on the verge of crying. This hybrid… Klaus… he knew about me and he wanted to meet me tonight.

"Mia! Mia, please open the door!" Damon yelled after a while.

"No!" I yelled without knowing why. I was just too scared to open the door.

What if Klaus was somehow able to get inside the boarding house? What if he was… what if he was going to try luring me out by taking my friends or cousins captive?

"Mia, open the door or I'll kick it in!"

I sighed, but finally got up and let him in. He pulled me into his embrace and just held me close to him for a moment, trying to calm me down. I felt tears stream down my cheeks anyway. I was truly scared for my life.

"That message…" Damon began, looking very worried for me.

"It's Romanian. He said that he was looking forward to meet me," I said, tightening my arms around him a bit. "Damon, there's something I need to tell you. Something about Klaus that Katherine told me the day I returned to you."

Damon nodded understandingly and ushered me to his bed, so we could sit down. I was feeling very anxious about telling this to him. I'd been keeping a secret for a little while now and when he heard what I exactly had been keeping from him, then he was going to get so pissed at me.

"Katherine said that… she said that the reason to why vampires are trying to kill me as they killed my biological parents and adoptive parents is that I'm…"

"Hey, Mia… Are you okay?" Elena suddenly asked worriedly.

Damon and I looked at her and I nodded hesitantly. But she told me about the plan they had for tonight and that plan involved Bonnie killing Klaus with the powers she harnessed. Hearing that made me feel a lot better, but I was still worried that Klaus was going to meet me tonight.

However, we had to do this and I really did want to help them, so instead of worrying them with the truth of why Klaus seemed interested in me, then I got dressed to the party and trained my combat skills with Damon before we went to the party together. I was wasting my time by worrying and should rather focus on actually killing Klaus than on being scared for my life.