Chapter Forty Nine- at last, a new update(: well, not too many chapters left now of the second story, and not sure on a third just yet- I'll leave that for you all to decide(: Anywhoo, reviews very much loved and next up soon enough! x Nicc

The hot water of the shower ran over my aching body- life as a hybrid was painful because I wasn't as used to it as Klaus. I sighed now, smoothing my hair back from my face and switched off the tap and stepped out and grabbed a towel, drying myself and pulled on a vest and some boxer shorts that were more suited for a guy than girl. Oh well, I liked Calvin Klein shorts.

Klaus would have to get over that fact.

I walked back to the mirror and grabbed a hair tie, scraping my auburn hair back, none too neat either. But he wouldn't mind.

It wasn't exactly a 1700s ball again.

Now I went into the hallway and walked past the open doors, then glanced into the main bedroom and stopped, seeing something rather peculiar.

Klaus laid out on the bed, a book in his hand that read "Doctor Faustus"

"You're letting the cold in." he said, eyes not leaving the page. I chuckled, shutting the door and walked up to the bed, sitting down on it and into his arms, looking at the book. A play I remembered.

"Are you Lucifer?" I now asked with a chuckle and he did too, turning the page over. "That's a nice compliment, but no. I'm not the devil."

"You act like him."

"Hey, I don't think he even exists." he now said, making me frown. "Not worried about Hell or anything?"

Now Klaus snorted in laughter. "Hell would spit me back out, Heaven would never, ever let me in. Basically I'm screwed in the religious sense."

"You've always been screwed Nik. Deal with it."

He chuckled once more and turned the page over, reading out in his best intimidating voice. "I am Lucifer, and this is my cpmpanion, the prince in Hell."

I chuckled, then said. "Well Lucifer, it's no Romeo and Juliet story."

"Shall I compare thee to a red and bloody day? Thou art more-"

"Fail."

"Shakespere, however you say it, was such a... fool. Watched the first showing of Romeo and Juliet... Juliet was such a slut."

"Yeah, when you finished with her."

"No, well, maybe. But she was dead next to her "Romeo" for good."

I rolled my eyes and grabbed the book from his hand, lobbing to the other side of the room. He frowned now. "That was an original copy."

"You're an oiginal copy."

I woke up with a start, then coughed and spluttered for a moment, my chest throbbing. Now I groaned and put my head back against the pillow, staring up at the ceiling, realizing in an instant where I was-

Back in Savannah.

Where was everyone-?

Now I heard footsteps, then a face came in view. Klaus. I'd never seen him so very worried. To be honest, I didn't think I'd ever see his like that. It wasn't in his nature to worry so.

I sat up and he sat next to me, asking. "Are you ok? Christian says that the spell was successful."

Now I remembered... everything.

"Where's Damon!"

He put a hand on my chest now, forcing me back down onto the bed. "Salvatore is fine..." he said, and I couldnt help but notice the dissapointment in his voice. Great (!) one jealous Original coming right up...

But now there was another thing on my mind...

"Klaus, can you do something for me?"

"Anything. Just say it."

"Answer this question truthfully. Did you kill Elijah?"

I stared into his eyes now, then he sighed. "No. I didn't."

Now I shook my head, tears in my eyes. "You're lying. I know you Niklaus... You know I love you, and you lie about this-? I don't know you anymore..."

Klaus now sighed once more. "Cherie... I refuse to let you run of with... him."

A tear rolled down my cheek now. "Three hundred years of jealousy-? I loved you so... I mean, I've always loved you the most. I've made my fair share of mistakes, I know that... but he doesn't have to pay for them as well."

Klaus now scoffed and shook his head, eyes hard. "You still love him, don't you? Elijah..."

I scoffed too. "Elijah? No. It was always Damon actually. You both were so very similar... that's why I think that I fell for him." now I got up and walked over to the mirror, looking at my normal looking eyes. No more werewolf side ripping me apart.

"So it's Damon hmm?" Klaus now said in a voice that I didn't like, making me look at his reflection and growled. "You leave him alone. And where is Elijah. At the lockup?"

He met my eyes now and nodded. "Yes. Wake him up for all I care."

So this was it... our "unbreakable bond" was severing. It had to happen eventually... Klaus wasn't made for a relationship. A more than three hundred years one that was.

It saddened me. I knew that he had his good sides. I'd seen them... I'd loved them like I'd loved him...

"I'll take you to him then." Klaus now said, turning away and walking out the room. I stared after him in silence.

Life was such a bitch...

-ArBaN-

Klaus didn't lead me to the one in Delaware, making me frown.

"I haven't had chance to move him yet." was his answer as he got to one in the south of Virginia. He went over to the keeper and had him open the door to the lock up opened.

I saw two coffins inside, as Klaus walked in, I followed suit as he went over to one and opened it. "As promised." he said, and I saw Elijah inside, sighing in relief. But now I wondered.

"Who's the other one?"

I turned to Klaus, who looked at the floor, then sighed. "Just you." then rammed a silver blade into my chest, making me gasp in shock. I was so very much like a true Original that the whole dagger thing affected me like the others.

He took my face in his hands now and said quietly, eyes almost sad, but not.

"If I can't have you, no one else will."

He then kissed me softly for a moment before it all went black.

Who could I even trust these days-?

My lover had killed me...

Again.

Six months later...

When the day the blade was yanked out of my chest, it felt like no time had passed. Just moments since Klaus stabbed me.

I sat up with a gasp, hand automatically going to my chest, feeling the hole healing up, my body aching from god knows how long being dead.

"Arianne?"

Now I looked up and saw with tired eyes, a pair of sapphire ones.

"Damon-? How did you even know I was here-?"

I coughed a little and he hugged me with a sigh. "Bonnie did a tracker spell. It's been six months, Arianne. We heard nothing if you were alive or anything after-"

"Six months?"

"Yeah." then he snarled. "Did he do this to you?"

I now got up and almost fell out. "Yes." I admitted, then saw the other coffin and gasped in realization. "Let me go now!" Damon let me go and I saw Stefan, Elena and Alaric. Wow. I had been important enough for them all to come "rescue me."

I went to the other coffin and opened it, seeing Elijah safe and sound.

"You're seriously not going to wake him up are you?" Damon now asked with a snort, folding his arms. I grabbed the blade and yanked it out of his chest, throwing it aside so hard it embedded into the wall at the tip, quivering slightly.

Now I felt my knees go for a second, then leaned against the wall for a moment, getting my breath back. Now a moment or two of silence, there was a gasp and I walked forwards just in time to see him open his eyes, his complexion returning to normal. Then he saw me and frowned. "Belle?"

I sighed and chuckled down at him. "Hello there." then just hugged him, not giving him chance to even sit up.

"That's nice Belle, but could you please let me up now?"

Hastily I backed up and once he was out, hugged him again, getting an equally tight one from him in return. "God I missed you so much..." I said into his chest, keeping him tight to me. Elijah put his chin on the top of my head now, waiting for me to eventually let him go.

When I did, I turned to Damon and just said. "Are you ok-? I didn't... I don't-" but he cut me off by putting a finger over my lips. "Don't ruin the moment, Arry."

I chuckled then hugged him too, closing my eyes into his shoulder. He'd really done this for me. Searched for months and finally found me.

Then again, he always had followed the Petrova girls... me included.

And it had always ended up in heartbreak for him...

"We should leave." Elijah now said, dusting off his coat and looked around and frowned. "Where are my brothers and sisters?"

I nodded. "Delaware. I'll take you there... but for now we have to get out of here. Elijah... come on!"

He didn't move for a start, then he met my frantic eyes, then nodded and sighed. "Yes, let's go."

-ArBaN-

It felt strange being back in Mystic Falls. Even more so with Elijah in tow. Now I looked at him and asked. "How did Klaus get you?"

He sighed. "I was looking for you. He caught me unawares outside here. Quite bad luck really."

"You twit."

"Thank you (!) now, tell me everything that's happened."

For the next hour or so, I told everyone the story of what had happened. Me and Klaus... no detail missed out really.

My whole messed up family tree.

But the big question now was...

What next?