1.5 - Klaus Returns

"Bourbon on the rocks, please," Alison DiLaurentis murmured to the bartender.

"We're closing soon, miss. And I'm gonna need to see some ID," the young man stared at her, half smiling at this beautiful, blonde girl who looked too young to be sitting at this bar.

Alison smiled and stared at him with her piercing blue eyes, "No. I don't think I am and I think that the bar is gonna stay open until my friend gets here."

The bartender froze. Shaking his head, he began to fix her drink, "Oh right. No problem." He set the drink in front of her and Alison finished it all in one gulp.

Alison looked around. She caught a glimpse at one of those missing person ads on the wall behind the bar, "Missing: Alison DiLaurentis." She looked down and grinned. Oh, how wrong that sign was.

Then, a tall, muscular, blond-haired boy walked up - Matt Donavan. Looking at Alison he gestured to see if he could clear her glass, "You all done, Miss?" Matt had just moved into Rosewood Falls - a local waiter at the Rosewood Grill.

Alison turned around. Both of their blue eyes matched each other's, "Yeah, all done, pretty eyes." Alison winked at Matt.

Matt blushed, "I haven't seen you around before. Did you just move into town?"

"You could say that..." Alison replied, flipping a curl of blond hair over to the side, "But I'm starting to like this place even more now that I've seen you," she continued, wrinkling her nose a little bit.

Matt looked at her. An overpowering sense of emotion filled his body. It wasn't love. But somehow he felt immediately drawn to this beautiful, blonde stranger, "Well, I don't know how I could ever forget you. Hopefully seen you around then?" Matt replied, looking at her with his sincere, puppy-dog eyes.

"Definitely," Alison spoke. She felt an instant chemistry with Matt. He was everything she wished for in a guy: nice, honest, loyal. However, as Matt walked away, she felt a 'pang' inside of her heart. Her face turned pale and the flirty smile that she once had dropped from her face: Katherine was here.

Suddenly, a tall, thin, brunette woman walked into the room (bearing an identical resemblance to Elena). The shadow from the door framing her figure, she gazed at the girl with a malicious smile, "Hey Alison. Miss me?"


"Wait a minute. You think that Ben Affleck makes a convincing Batman?" Emily laughed mockingly.

"No! I didn't say that. I said that I thought that his portrayal wasn't all that bad ... don't judge me!" Jeremy replied defensively.

"Hm... Well I guess he's better than George Clooney, or even Christian Bale with that weird gruff voice that sounds like he has strep throat," Emily replied earnestly.

Jeremy jumped in front of Emily, "Hey Emily," he changed his voice, "I'm Batman."

Emily jokingly pushed him, "Shut up! But not bad...," she said, giggling and curling her lip in acknowledgement.

Jeremy straightened his face and then continued walking with Emily, "Thanks for meeting me tonight, Em."

Emily smiled, "No problem. You were there for me when Bonnie left, so it's the least I can do." Emily's face suddenly dropped. She hadn't said Bonnie's name out loud in conversation since their breakup because it was just too painful to hear.

Jeremy put his arm around Emily's shoulder, "Hey, you okay?"

Emily looked over at him, "Yeah, I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here. The other girls, sort of, they don't really understand." Emily cut off. She heard Spencer's voice calling Jeremy from across the street.

"HEY JERE," Spencer yelled. She jogged across the street and kissed Jeremy on the lips. Giving a nervous, almost jealous look at Emily.

"You're still coming to my house later right?" Spencer looked at him, with a pleading look.

Jeremy looked over at Emily apologetically, "Yeah sure, Spence, let's go. Em, I'll see you later?" Jeremy grabbed Spencer's hand and walked off.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow," Emily replied as she watched Jeremy and Spencer walk hand in hand down the street - getting further and further away from her.


"Care! ANTM is about to start!" Hanna shouted from the couch in the living room.

"All right, all right, I'm coming," Caroline said, as she rushed into the room, wearing her cutest PJ's and carrying in a bowl of popcorn.

"Has there ever been a time when you weren't late for something?" Hanna said to Caroline, rolling her eyes.

"Hey? Do you think that this all just happens magically?" Caroline snapped back, gesturing to her whole face and body.

"Oh I'm sorry. I guess there isn't enough makeup in the world to hide that ugly." Hanna laughed, flinging some popcorn at Caroline's face.

"Hey, don't forget that we're related," Caroline remarked snidely, throwing the same popcorn back at Hanna.

Hanna brushed the popcorn off and onto to the floor, "So...I saw Damon today."

Caroline smiled and said nothing.

"He kind of looked sad, I don't know," Hanna replied, looking back at the TV.

"Han...Damon Montgomery doesn't have one 'feeling bone' in his body. I mean, he has one, but don't ever go near it if you know what I'm saying," Caroline said, looking over at her sister with a worried, yet sarcastic look.

"I know, that's why I kind of feel bad for him. I know the only reason he's so mean is to push people away. I mean, we do the same thing," Hanna replied, looking back at her sister.

"Han. There's a difference. We're actually good people underneath. Damon is not," Caroline said defiantly. She looked at her sister then continued to watch more of the photoshoots happening on TV.

Hanna looked down. She grabbed her phone and scrolled through her pictures. Looking at one of her candid pics that she took of Aria at her house, she zoomed in on Damon in the background and gazed at it intently, "He couldn't be as bad as everyone says."


"So, what was up with you and Hanna today in the kitchen?" Aria said, looking up from her book, slumped on the couch, she turned her head to look at Damon.

Damon looked over from his chair. Scotch glass in hand, "I don't know what you're talking about," he replied, with a small smirk.

"Cut it out Damon. That whole snarky thing doesn't work on me. I know you like Hanna," Aria spoke matter-of-factly.

Damon rolled his eyes and scoffed back, "I'm not in middle school, Aria. I don't like girls. They all just go after me. I don't do relationships."

Aria pursed her lips, "I don't get why. You're a good guy underneath it all."

"Can we spare the pep talk please? I'm really not in the mood tonight." Damon snapped back, "You try to fix me up all the time. I don't want it okay?"

Aria looked back at her book, "Fine."

Damon softened a little. After all, she was his little sister, "So how was school today by the way? Learn anything?" He replied, half inquisitively but half sarcastically.

"Um, not much... met this new kid today... Stefan?"

Damon's eyes widened. He stiffened his back and jerked his head over to Aria, "What?"

Aria looked back to Damon with a puzzled look, "Um, his name's Stefan? Is that bad or something?"

Suddenly, Damon got up from his chair and nervously started to head upstairs, "No," he continued, "Just, I've heard about him from around town. Just, keep your distance okay?"

"Why?" Aria replied, turning her head around abruptly.

"I'm just looking out for you," Damon said, as he walked towards Aria, kissed her on the forehead and headed upstairs towards his room.


11:30 pm:

Caroline turned off the TV. Hanna had fallen asleep again on the couch and Caroline put a blanket over her sister. She started to clear up all the popcorn and dishes, when she heard the doorbell ring. Caroline set the dishes down on the coffee table and looked up inquisitively. Her ears perked up as she tried to catch any noise that was coming from outside the house. She approached the door cautiously.

Guarding herself with the door, she peered her eyes over to see who this late night visitor could be. Suddenly, her jaw (literally) dropped.

"Klaus?" She whispered, stunned to see this bearded, handsome, yet menacing-looking man standing before her.

"Hello Caroline," Klaus replied in an enchanting English accent, holding both of his hands behind his back, "Did you miss me?"