Hey guys so this is my first story in a while so please review, but also be gentle.

Disclaimer- I do not own Vampire Diaries or the characters.

Chapter 1

They sat together on her bed, talking like sisters, when a sharp aching pain clutched her heart. It was overwhelming and took her breath away. She reached up and placed a hand on her chest, struggling for air.

Nik.

Something was wrong.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" The blonde next to her asked but she payed her no attention, jumping off the large bed and running down the stairs to find Elijah and Kol sitting in the study. They both looked up at her as she entered the room, Rebekah right on her heels.

"Where is he?" she asked looking directly at the eldest of the two men.

"Is everything alright?" he asked, seeing the fear in the young brunette's eyes.

"Where is he?" she asked again, her tone hurried and a bit more demanding than before.

"He went to take care of a couple witches-" but that was all he got out before she disappeared before his eyes, running out the front door at supernatural speeds and through the french quarter. The other three ran out after her, only catching up to her when they found her on her knees in the middle of St. Anne's church. She was crying, heart wrenching sobs passing her trembling lips, as she begged the dessicated man laying on the floor in front of her, to come back to her. As the three siblings slowly drew closer, they finally caught sight of who the man was. Their remaining brother. His head was rested in her lap, eyes closed, skin an ashen grey with blue veins visible.

"Elena?" Rebekah whispered in shock, begging the sobbing brunette clinging to her older brother to tell her it wasn't true, that he wasn't gone.

Elena sobbed harder, her tears a steady stream running down her face, dripping from her chin and into the beautiful golden blonde curls of her mate.

"Please Nik, come back to me." she begged, leaning down and pressing a tender, loving kiss to his cold, dead lips, before whispering, "I need you."

~~~~2 year earlier~~~~

Elena wandered around Mystic Falls aimlessly as she started to feel the effects of werewolf venom in her system. Somehow through her wandering, she ended up on the front steps of the Mikaelson mansion. Even though her mind was getting fuzzier by the second and it was a struggle to stay conscious, she managed to gather enough strength to knock on the door.

Klaus was slightly surprised to see the doppelganger standing on his front porch when he looked out the side window. He opened the door with a smirk and was just about to ask what had brought her to his home, however the words died on his lips as he quickly raced forward to catch her when she suddenly collapsed. He looked down, shocked, at the baby vampire doppleganger passed out in his arms.

"Elena?" he asked, tilting her head so he could see her face, "Elena, love, wake up."

When there was no response from the girl in his arms, he scooped her up bridal style and carried her into the house, cradling her against his chest. He laid her limp form on the sofa in the parlor and then walked to the mini bar behind it to pour himself a drink. He poured himself a generous amount and took a big gulp.

A whimper escaped the back of Elena's throat and Klaus was by her side in a flash, setting his drink on the table next to the sofa and turning his eyes worriedly back to her. If anyone was to ask him why he was worried about the brunette beauty in front of him, he would deny being worried at all, but if he was being honest with himself, he was down right scared, and he had no idea why. He had no idea what was wrong with Elena and it scare him to the core.

Slowly she cracked her eyes open and looked around then up into the dazzling blue eyes of her arch enemy. She knew she should be terrified at the moment, but to her surprise she felt an overwhelming sense of safety and security when she realised that she was with him. Her entire body felt weak and achy and her head was pounding as a cold sweat broke out over her forehead.

"What happened sweetheart, what's wrong?" He could see she was in pain and strangely, it caused him pain as well and made him want to make everything better.

Her chapped lips parted and she whispered hoarsely, "Werewolf...v-venom."

His eyes widened and he scanned her for a bite, but didn't find one. "How?" he asked.

She shook her head and closed her eyes as her vision swam. Though he couldn't find a bite, he knew the side effects well enough to know she spoke the truth. He stood up from where he had been kneeling next to her and lifted her up from the sofa, then sitting in the same spot, her curled up in his lap. He quickly bit into his wrist and held it to her lips. Almost automatically, her vampire features appeared and she sunk her fangs in, drinking the blood thirstily.

He didn't make a habit of letting many people drink from him, but even when he had, it had never felt anything like this. As she drank her head laid against his chest and he stroked her hair soothingly. It suddenly felt as if everything in his life was coming together, everything clicking into place.

Once he was sure she had enough, he pulled his wrist lightly and she let go, her face turning back to normal and her fangs retracting. She looked up at him with big brown doe eyes and he smiled slightly, wiping the remnants of his blood from her chin. Slowly her eyelids began to droop and within a few moments she had fallen asleep, still contently curled up in his lap. Normally he would have had no problem waking her up and telling her she should go, if she were anyone else, but for some reason he hated the idea of disturbing the sleeping angel. So he simply laid down on the sofa laying, her on his chest, and promptly fell asleep as well.

xXx

~Lena