Chapter Thirty Seven

Katherine felt empty.

She knew it was a stupid feeling, but that's how she felt empty and like something was missing, but she didn't know what. Besides the whole witches coming back from the grave ordeal the past few weeks had been pretty quiet and tame compare to what Katherine had been expecting especially for the last few months of her pregnancy.

Katherine was so bored that she was even considering getting a puppy, even though she had never been much of an animal person. She looked at herself in the mirror and pressed a hand on her belly that was safely hidden underneath her blouse. She cocked her head to the side, "Only two more months, baby." She whispered. "I really need to give you a name."

"What do you mean you compelled her?" Elijah snapped glaring at his brother, who didn't seem at all effected that Elijah was completely pissed at him. "I didn't like it when you compelled her when she was sick and I most certainly don't appreciate that you compelled her now when Katerina is at her most vulnerable."

"And that big brother is the main reason I didn't tell you," Klaus said bored as he poured himself a drink. "But I felt I had too, just to prevent yourself from doing anything stupid and ruining my hard work."

Elijah ran a hand through his dark hair. "Do you honestly think compelling Katerina about the pain she has suffered is going to solve everything?" he demanded. "What will happen when she finds out the truth, she won't appreciate the fact that we all lied to her."

Klaus flashed in front of Elijah, staring him down. "She is not going to find out, because no one is going to tell her. You didn't see Katerina, she was hysterical, vulnerable compelling her to forget everything was an act of mercy on my part."

"And what about you? Who is going to compel you to forget?"

Klaus gave him a cold look. "I will never forget, Elijah. But unlike Katerina I am much stronger and I will get my revenge soon enough and I can assure you it's going to be bloody and very painful."

"Yeah, I'm afraid it's not going to be that easy," Stefan stepped into the room, obviously he had already heard the conversation. "You keep forgetting that Milena is a Traveler and no matter how much you kill if she manages to possess another body then we are the ones who are losing. Rebekah and I have been researching if we want to kill Milena, we need a special weapon."

Elijah looked at Stefan. "What kind of weapon exactly?"

"A Traveler's knife."

"A traveler's knife?" Katherine frowned as she looked up from her magazine. She had been happily reading in the living room when Rebekah had asked her that weird question. She hadn't thought about the Travelers or the knife that could be used to kill them since she was a child. Her father had told her that, that kind of magic was the work of the devil and that she should never practice it. Then Katherine had become a vampire and had been too busy running away from Klaus that she had forgotten about the Traveler's knife completely.

"Yes," Rebekah said, trying to hide the jumpiness from her voice. If Klaus found out that she was asking Katherine these kinds of questions he would kill her, but Rebekah and Stefan had reached a dead end when they heard about the way to kill the travelers, but no idea how it looked like. They had looked in Esther's grimore and asked Davina, but still nothing so that left Katherine. "I was flipping through my mother's grimore and came across the term, ring any bells?"

"Well the word Traveler does. Travelers are a fraction of witches, and from what I remember can't practice regular magic. They mainly possess the bodies of people, from what I remember," Katherine took a piece of paper and started drawing a badly drawn picture. "It's a small blade with a golden handle, that's all I can remember."

Rebekah sighed. "Well, that clears things up."

Katherine frowned. "And since when do you read your mother's spell books? You're not even a witch."

"I'm helping Davina out with a few things," Rebekah said quickly. "She doesn't have a grimore and I thought Esther's would help control her magic more."

"Everything is ok . . . everything is ok, Davina. . .everything is going to be ok."

Katherine frowned as she pushed the door open of Davina's bedroom. She looked quizzically at the scene. The entire room was a mess and there were paintings and objects thrown everywhere. "What happened to you? Oh, welcome back from the dead by the way."

Davina didn't smiled. "I killed her."

Katherine narrowed her eyes, ok something was obviously wrong. The Davina she knew would have thrown a sarcastic remark or at the very least given an eye roll. "What happened to you?"

"I killed her, Katherine," Davina gasped, not really sure what she was saying. "I actually killed a person. I mean I knew Genevieve was bad of course, but I didn't want to actually kill her!" she ran a hand through her messy, dark locks. "Am I a bad person?"

Katherine shook her head as she removed Davina's hands from where she had been clutching her hair. "No," she said as she smoothed down her hair. She remembered feeling like this when she made her first kill-she had pretended that she didn't care that she killed that old lady. But afterwards she had felt that pain and that guilt. She knew exactly how Davina felt, she was only sixteen. "You're not a bad person, you are going to get through it."

"What if I don't?"

"You will," Katherine insisted. "Because you're strong, tough, and a powerful witch who is not going to let something as trivial as death intimidate her."

-End of Chapter Thirty Seven-

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