Chapter Twenty Six

Katherine felt her insides froze and her hands hesitated on the doorknob as she stared at Mason's clear blue eyes. Clear, blue evil eyes. She turned slightly towards Karin who was playing with her blocks, mumbling baby gibberish to herself and wondering when Daddy was going to come home.

"You can't come in," her voice was steady, barely hearable though she could feel her own heart pounding rapidly inside her chest. Mason cocked his head in what seemed like an expression full of amusement.

"No," he cocked his head. "Would you like to try again for the right answer this time, honey? I believe we didn't finish out conversation last time, if you want your little brat can join us-"at the mention of Karin, Katherine slammed the door as fast as she could in his face, but Mason easily pushed it way.

Katherine ran towards Karin and fished the little girl off the floor and locked her in her room despite Karin's outburst. She barely managed to close the door when she felt Mason yank her by her hair and throwing her across the living room, causing her head to bump against the coffee table.

Katherine barely had a chance to register what was wrong when she felt a sharp kick in the stomach, she found herself trembling. "Please stop, Mason, please-"

Mason grabbed her by the shoulders and pressed her against the wall. Mason was so closed to her face that she could hear his breath. "Listen, to me little bitch," he hissed knocking her head several times against the wall. "You don't get to marry me, start whining, and decide that you're tired of me and send me to jail. Do you want to know what jail is like you little slut? It fucking sucks," he wrapped his hands around her throat, digging his nails in her throat. "While I was wasting my life in a jail cell, I could just imagine you here and it pissed me off. You living your happy little life, with suits and ties guy and having his baby! We should have, had a baby of our own. You should have had my daughter that should have been our baby."

"But it's not," she hissed. "She's not your baby, she's Elijah's baby, Mason, let me go-"

Without another word Mason slapped her hard across the face, causing Katherine to fall on the ground. She watched through the corner of her eye that Mason was approaching the room that Katherine had locked Karin in. She wobbled towards the kitchen and grabbed one of the knives and hurried to her room, despite the pain. She couldn't kill him, no matter how much she wanted too. But she could hurt him, over her dead body would he touch Karin.

Before she lost her nerve Katherine jabbed the knife on Mason's shoulder and he cried out in pain. Katherine rushed towards Karin and hugged her tightly. "It's ok, sweetheart," she said through Karin's tears. "Mama is here," she reached for her phone dialing 911.

"911," the operator said. "What's your emergency?"

"I need an ambulance and a police," Katherine said with a shaking voice "Dower Street, apartment 13B."

Elena blinked once, then twice trying to make sure that she heard correctly all of the details that the raven hair, Amy Fields had told her. Amy had been Damon's girlfriend and he had cheated on her and now Amy was trying to protect Elena from suffering the same faith.

"How do I know that you're not lying?" Elena demanded. It was true that she and Damon hadn't exactly been lovable since they got engaged, but Elena liked to think that they were in a better place in their relationship. And besides if he was unfaithful to her, he had way more too loose than her.

"These were taken March 1st, two days before your wedding," Amy placed down several photos down on the table. "Don't ask how I got them, they were taken by someone I know very well, so they are real. The girl that's half humping him, her name is Rose."

Elena's eyes watered and she struggled to blink as she saw the pictures of a dark hair girl and Damon practically having sex. He had destroyed the contract, worse he had made her feel like a total fool. How had she been stupid enough to believe that a playboy like Damon would actually honor the contract?

"I'm sorry," Amy whispered her voice as sweet as sugar. "But I thought you should know the kind of man that you are married too, believe me I dated the guy and all though he may be hot, he's not worth the pain. I though you should know, you deserve better Elena." Before Elena could respond, the phone rang. "Hello?"

"Hello," she asked in a chocking voice. "Salvatore residence."

"Is there a Miss Elena Gilbert?" a female voice asked from the other end.

"This is she, Gilbert was my maiden name, who is calling, please?"

"Mrs. Salvatore this is Nurse Abigail Adams," the nurse said. "I'm calling from the ER room at Mercy Hospital in Sixth Avenue in Downtown Manhattan. I'm sorry to inform you that your sister, Katherine Gilbert was injured in an act of domestic violence. We've tried to reach Elijah Mikaelson, but he's not answering, you were next on the emergency contact list. Can you come to the hospital?"

"I'll be there soon," Elena said panicked as she wrote down the address. "What about Karin, my sister's little girl?"

"She is with her grandmother, Esther in the waiting room," Abigail said. "Miss Gilbert asked us to call her. We'll see you soon."

Elena turned towards Amy. "I'm sorry, my sister-"she fumbled for the words.

Amy nodded as she pointed to the pictures of Rose. "Do you want me to take them, or do you want me to leave them here?"

"Leave them," Elena said as she put the phone down. "I have a feeling that I'm going to need them."

The last thing that Elena wanted to do was talk to Damon, but she had too since Elijah wasn't answering his phone. She felt a lump in her throat when Damon finally answered. "Hello?"

"Hi," Elena tugged back a piece of hair. "It's Elena."

"I know," Damon chuckled. "I have called ID." Elena didn't laugh and Damon guessed that something was wrong. "Do you need anything?"

"Where's Elijah?"

"He's getting some food at the cafeteria, though I doubt it's edible."

"Well, he's not answering my calls, when he does come tell him that he needs to return home. Mason attacked Katherine, she's fine thought, but she's in the ER room at Mercy Hospital on Sixth Avenue, I'm heading there myself."

"Oh, god, Elena," Damon sounded alarmed. "I'm sorry, I'll tell Elijah and we'll be on the first flight back to Boston."

"Don't bother," she snapped. "Just send Elijah."

It seemed like hours since Elena, Esther, and baby Karin had been waiting in the emergency room, Esther had been surprisingly supportive and had managed to keep entertain the fussy baby since Elena had way too much on her mind.

Amy Fields, Mason, Damon, and Katherine all in one day, it was a freaking nightmare. The doors opened and Elijah and Damon came bustling in still dressed in their business suits. Elijah looked pale and like he was going to be sick. "Where is she?" he demanded. "How is she? Is Karin all right?" he looked at his sleeping daughter in Esther's arms.

"Karin is fine," Esther said quietly. "Lower your voice, you don't want to wake her."

Elijah's jaw tightened as he turned to Elena. "Elena?"

Elena took a deep breath. "Katherine is fine, sort to speak. She has three broken ribs, a concussion, a twisted ankle, and several bruises, but she's fine sort to speak. She's resting."

"What about Mason?" Damon asked.

Elena ignored his as she turned to face Elijah. "It seems that Mason forced himself in and attacked her. She stab him with a kitchen knife, but there's no permanent damage the cops are keeping him on lockdown. They will ask Katherine a few questions and there will be a trial once she's a little better, but it's safe to say that's he's going to go back to jail."

Elijah's voice was hoarse. "May I see her?"

Elena nodded. "Of course, she's in room 693, on the second floor."

-End of Chapter Twenty Six-