Full title: New Beginnings or Ancient History?

Thanks to the 40 character limit...I suspect this will happen a lot XD

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As the morning sunlight peered in through the window, Katherine knew two things. She was extremely comfortable, and she could feel eyes on her. As her fingers curled around the edge of the soft, expensive suit jacket she smiled. "It's rude to stare you know." She mumbled still not having the strength to open her eyes.

"Who says I was staring?" Elijah questioned defensively as his lips curled upwards into a playful smile.

"You did. Just now." Katherine snorted and slowly opened her eyes to look up at him. She couldn't help but admire just how beautiful he happened to look in the mornings. Then again she was sure this handsome appearance went beyond mornings.

Elijah chuckled and instinctively tightened his arm around her waist, tugging her closer to him. Though he soon pulled away when he heard her human heart beating loudly against her chest. "I apologize." He said and sat up, reaching for his shoes.

Katherine inhaled sharply at the contact of his arm around her waist. It had been months since she thought of him the way she was now. But much to her dismay, he soon pulled away causing her lips to shape into a pout. "I didn't say I minded." She mumbled before she could stop herself. Carefully she sat up on the bed and slid her arms around him from behind.

She knew in the end, no matter what the two possibly felt, it was an impossible situation. She was dying. Yet right now she could let herself think of that. She couldn't even remember why she had been so angry with him. All she could focus on was how good it felt to have him near her. What could she say? Even the great Katherine Pierce needed to be loved.

"Yes, I figured that out." Elijah said quietly, and very gently removed her arms from his body. "However, I do not believe this is wise." It wasn't like he didn't want to give in to his desires. He longed to feel her soft lips on his own ever since he left her in Mystic Falls. But he knew there was much they would need to discuss before even considering such a thing as rekindling their romance.

Katherine tried not to feel hurt just then. In the back of her mind, she knew he was right to pull away, if for no other reason than the fact that they couldn't have a future together. Yet she still couldn't help the stinging in her heart. Her scare with Klaus last night was still fresh in her mind, and Elijah's rejection was bringing back all the memories of their horrid breakup.

Elijah looked back at her when he noticed she went silent, something that was very strange for her. He instantly regretted his words when he saw the look on her face, knowing he had hurt her yet again. "It isn't that I do not wish to Katerina. I simply think there are certain things we must talk about if this is where you want things to go." He explained and turned on the bed slightly, taking her hand in his.

Katherine smiled a little, though her eyes still reflected the deep sadness she felt at the realization that Elijah was possibly willing to give her another chance and she wouldn't be able to take it. Still, she figured there was no harm in at least talking things out. For closure if nothing else. "I agree." She said softly and briefly glanced down at their hands. She still loved the way they fit together.

Elijah followed her gaze and smiled, bringing her hand to his lips and planting a soft kiss on it. "Why don't I take you out to dinner tonight? We can speak in private away from my brother, and have a nice meal in the process."

Katherine chuckled a little and nodded in agreement. "That sounds perfect." A night out was exactly what she needed. And the less logical part of her was looking forward to spending time with Elijah. She figured at least for one night she could pretend she was just a normal girl, going out with a boy.

Elijah's smile didn't fade even as he slowly let go of her hand and stood up from the bed. "I shall see you tonight then." He said and then headed towards the door. "Oh." He paused and turned back to look at her. "And try not to anger Niklaus any further. I know he tends to be, difficult to deal with, to say the least. But if you do your best to ignore him, I promise nothing like what occurred last night will ever happen again."

Despite the anger she still felt towards Klaus, she found herself nodding at Elijah's request. It wasn't like she could do much against the hybrid anyway, and she knew Elijah wouldn't always be there to save her. "I know. I was just, having a moment I guess. His presence didn't help."

Elijah chuckled a little. "No, it usually does not. Still, as wearing as it is to ignore my brother when all you want to do is the complete opposite, I would appreciate it if you could give it your best effort. You are human now, and it would put me at ease to know you are safe."

"I'm not defenseless Elijah. I don't need you to be my hero." Katherine pointed out. Though even as she crossed her arms over her chest to further make her point, the smile on her lips betrayed her.

Elijah's own lips curled upwards slightly. "Oh, believe me. I long since learned that. Still, one cannot be blamed for wanting to take care of you every once in a while." He murmured gazing at her, feeling almost dazed. She truly was a sight to behold, even with her curls slightly messy and her face free of any makeup. In fact, to Elijah, she looked far more beautiful like this. "Despite you being perfectly capable of that on your own." He added as his eyes twinkled with slight mischief.

Katherine couldn't help but smile back at him. A genuine smile this time, not a smirk or a playful one. Just an ordinary honest smile. She couldn't remember the last time she was so, transparent. "Fine. I'll try not to piss off Klaus. For me, not for you." She clarified giving him a look.

"Whatever you need to tell yourself." Elijah teased her one last time before finally exiting her bedroom, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

Katherine almost pouted when he left as she already missed him, but after she mentally scolded herself she pushed away all thoughts of Elijah. For the next few hours anyway. Right now she was on a mission. And that mission involved three parts. Get breakfast, avoid Klaus, and find some new clothes since hers were quite literally falling apart. Maybe not in that order. But she did notice another hole in her simple black tank top.

After her stomach grumbled for the third time that morning, Katherine settled that a plan to get clothes would have to wait. Besides, her brain would most likely work better if she had food in her stomach. At least that's how she believed the human body functioned. After five hundred years as a vampire who's to say really.

When she entered the kitchen however, all hope of eating anything seemed to leave her. No one was in the kitchen. Yesterday she was lucky Elijah had already been making food when she woke up so she didn't have to suffer the humiliating consequences of asking him. And there was no chance in hell she was going to ask Klaus to cook for her. She would rather the ground swallow her up and send her to literal hell. Especially after what happened last night.

"Alright. You can do this Pierce." She muttered to herself, stepping further into the kitchen and opening the fridge. She had cooked at some points in her life when she had been human. How hard could it be?

Though as she thought the question she was already wincing at the string of memories that came with it, giving her an answer. Very hard apparently. To the point where her mother had actually been glad not to have her in the kitchen.

Still, Katherine wasn't one to give up. And she wouldn't let a few bad memories ruin things for her. Besides, she really was hungry.

Taking out a box of pancake mix, she smiled. At least that was already made. It wasn't like she had to do anything except add milk to it and then pour it onto a pan. It seemed simple enough.

She grabbed the milk from the fridge along with a mixing bowl and any other utensils she needed. Or she thought she needed anyway. In the end, she wasn't sure why she grabbed a knife.