"Aren't we going to see Grace Dumont first?" Katherine questioned as she stepped out of the car when he finally parked in an abandoned parking lot, and announced they would need to walk the rest of the way to the werewolf camp that apparently rested deep in the mountains.

"No. I need to sort out my business with the pack first. I'm afraid we are late as it is."

"What? Are they just going to vanish into thin air if you're not there to ambush them at exactly this time?" She grumbled swinging her bag over her shoulder.

"Actually. Yes. In a manner of speaking."

Despite her raised eyebrow and obvious confusion, he didn't offer her a further explanation. Instead he simply began walking, expecting her to follow.

"Seriously? We're back to the silent treatment? You could just say you don't want to answer. Not ignore me like I'm not talking to you." She muttered pushing past him, walking further into the woods.

"I do not want to answer." He smiled with that sarcastic grin she had already been expecting as he walked ahead of her once more. "Happy?"

"Well let's see. I'm in the woods, surrounded by dirt and who knows what else, and I'm out here alone with you. Am I happy? No not really."

"Not to worry, I will make certain to save you from all the poisonous snakes." He smirked, hearing the way her heart rate accelerated slightly. "Relax Katerina. I was joking. There are no snakes in these parts. None that are poisonous anyway."

"That so wasn't funny." She grumbled, glaring directly at his back despite knowing he couldn't see her.

"Oh I disagree." His tone was smug, but truthfully in this moment he was nervous. Perhaps that was why he was currently trying to bother her. He hadn't been in these woods in centuries. "When we arrive, I need you to be quiet. I know you just love to insult me and anyone the first chance you get, but this is important. Let me do the talking."

"I couldn't possibly care less about your torture methods Klaus. Just as long as we go see Grace after, you can do whatever the hell you-"

Suddenly Klaus' hand was over her mouth, preventing her from speaking any longer, and his body was a little too close for comfort.

"Shh." He whispered, ignoring the glare she was giving him. At least she wasn't biting his hand. "Is someone there?" He called out causing Katherine to frown.

Katherine was watching him curiously. If he thought he was being followed this was normally the time where he made some type of threat. Instead he was calling out hello like every stupid character in cliché horror movies. She tried to ask what he was doing but his hand only tightened on her face.

She would've rolled her eyes in pure annoyance, had it not been for the arrow that abruptly shot out from nowhere and the group of men that all of a sudden had them surrounded.

"Be very still." He whispered in her ear before slowly letting her go and raising both hands in defense. "My name is Klaus Mikaelson. I-"

"We know who you are. You're the original hybrid. The one that slaughtered hundreds of werewolves and turned them into abominations." One of the men spoke up, taking a menacing step towards Klaus.

Katherine had been expecting Klaus to rip the man's heart out the second the word abomination left his lips. After all, he killed people for far less. But he wasn't doing that. He was holding back every bit of rage that was in him at the moment. His eyes were murderous, and his body was trembling slightly from anger. But he stood absolutely still, not moving an inch from his spot. "I only wish to speak to-"

"You're delusional if you think we're taking you anywhere near our camp." This time a woman spoke up. She stepped in front of the man who called Klaus an abomination. "You made a big mistake coming here Klaus Mikaelson. We may not be able to kill you. But we can start with your girl here. Boys." She gave the men a look, and all at once they headed towards Katherine.

Katherine's lips parted open in protest for a second, wanting to correct the werewolf that was somehow more annoying than Klaus, before she realized it really wasn't important right now.

In instant Klaus' arms were wrapped around her and he was holding her protectively. "No one touches her." He growled, his eyes shining a beautiful golden color while he bared his fangs at them. "You deal with me. She is not a part of this. She's human."

At that, the men looked to the woman who Katherine guessed was their leader. Their alpha.

She looked to be debating it, but eventually she nodded and the men all took a step back. "Very well. Leave now. And I can guarantee the safety of your human. Stay, and well...I'm afraid that's no longer a promise I can make."

Klaus slowly let go of Katherine once they backed off and looked directly at the woman. "Selhání se nerovná vzdání se." He spoke calmly, despite the anger Katherine could still see in his eyes.

She frowned at the spoken words. It sounded a little similar to Bulgarian but she didn't understand it.

The alpha's eyes widened in recognition. "Who are you?" She whispered curiously.

"I told you. My name is Klaus. I've come with a proposition and information. I need only to speak with you for a moment."

The woman continued to stare at him with caution, however she soon gave the order to her men to continue scouting the woods. "Come." And with that she turned around and began walking further into the woods.

"What did you tell her?" Katherine whispered looking over at Klaus.

"Selhání se nerovná vzdání se. It means failure does not equal giving up. It's Czech. And it is their pack's belief. The motto they based their entire life upon."

Katherine wanted to ask how he knew that, but at that moment the woman stopped walking when they reached a camp ground.

She couldn't help but observe everything around her. Everyone appeared to be occupied with different tasks and there were even children running around and playing. It all looked like something out of a movie.

"Follow me."

Klaus tugged on Katherine's arm a little causing her to snap out of her thoughts and instead continue to walk alongside him.

"Why did you come here? How did you know the phrase our pack lives by?" The woman asked looking directly at Klaus once the three of them stepped inside an empty cabin.

"I have information for your pack."

"I have no interest in information that comes from someone I can't trust. Which is why I highly suggest you answer my questions truthfully, unless you'd rather I call the rest of the pack. Maybe you'll be more willing to talk after they have a little word with you."

Katherine couldn't help but chuckle a little, though she quickly pretended to cough when Klaus glared at her. She didn't say it out loud, mainly because she had already been threatened once, but she could see the leader would definitely have a hard time with Klaus. The two were ironically similar.

"If I was here to hurt the pack believe me I would have by now. Especially given the amount of threats I have received since I arrived. I came here because I am keeping a promise to an old friend and letting you know it's over."

The woman raised an eyebrow, but slowly encouraged him to continue.

"One day in the woods, two days in the city, three weeks out of America, four weeks separated from each other and finally, five months back here. Home. You don't need to do that anymore. He's dead."

This time the woman didn't hesitate before roughly pushing Klaus against a wall, her forearm wedged strongly against his neck. It was clear what Klaus said held a meaning to her. A meaning that now had her nervous, which was why she had resorted to violence. Katherine could tell. It was the exact same thing Klaus did whenever he felt threatened.

Katherine stared at the two, wondering why Klaus wasn't pushing her off or better yet killing her. Instead he only moved her arm in the most gentle way he could manage so he would be able to speak.

"George Thomas. Does that name mean anything to you?"

The woman's fierce eyes seemed to ease slightly at the mention of the man. "Legend says he was the man who began this pack. My father used to say we were directly related to him, but I never found any records of him. I just figured that if he did exist, there would've been something to prove it."

"The no records thing was my fault. However he was real. I do not know about your lineage. But I can speak about George Thomas. He was a friend. The very friend whose promise I am keeping." He wanted to say more, but the way Katerina was watching him was making him nervous. There were so many things about his past he would rather not tell her. Luckily the woman seemed to sense his hesitation and called for one of her men.

"Take the human outside. I have business to attend to with the hybrid."

The man nodded and despite Katherine's protests, he swiftly threw her over his shoulder not setting her down until they were far enough away from the cabin.

Katherine sighed in irritation for what felt like the millionth time since she was forced out of the cabin. She was sure it had been close to an hour already and Klaus still showed no sign of being any closer to coming out of that cabin. Not to mention her werewolf bodyguard was as dull as anyone could be. He hadn't said a word to her the entire time they had been standing there. "Okay. I'm done. When Klaus is done doing whatever or whoever he's doing in there, tell him I went to see Grace Dumont."

She didn't wait for an answer, not that she thought he was even going to give her one, but regardless she silently walked along the woods constantly checking the map coordinates on her phone. Being able to navigate through areas easily was just one of the very few things she could thank Klaus for.

Despite knowing exactly where she was going however, after two hours of walking she was convinced she was going in circles. It wasn't until she finally spotted a house, quite literally in the middle of nowhere that she began to feel hope bloom inside her. She quickly raced to the front door and knocked.

"Grace?" She called out. Even with her human hearing she could tell there was someone inside. "It's Katherine." She tried again but to no avail. "I...I need your help. Open the door."

Something in her voice must've given away just how much she need the witch to see her, because soon the door swung open, revealing an young woman with long blonde curls that were styled into a French braid. "What are you doing here? There are rumors Klaus Mikaelson is around these parts. Come in."

"Yeah...about that." Katherine slowly stepped inside, beginning her lengthy explanation as to how she came to be here, why, and what she needed from her, all while successfully avoiding the topic of Klaus Mikaelson just as she was used to doing her entire life.