Sheriff Forbes blinked her eyes into the white sunlight, having just emerged from the Grill, having angrily accused Damon of blowing up the Pastor's ranch. Rage was bubbling within her like nothing she had never experienced, not even when her husband had left... she felt hatred, pure hatred for the person who had killed so many people in her life, and so thoughtlessly...

She was by the car, and opened the boot. Suddenly, a gust of crispy autumn wind ensured the chaos that followed: all of her paperwork thrust hastily in that morning - hundreds of sheets of paper from the tragedy at the cattle ranch soared out, and were now flying and billowing around the sheet.

Dammit. She kicked her car in frustration, biting back the tears boiling inside her eyes, and began frantically trying to grasp any papers near her, now damp or shredded from the awful weather.

"Here," said a pair of feet that had appeared in front of her. Liz glanced up, and there was Sky, wearing a tight black top and long peach skirt, which showed off her moon light skin. Liz also noted several tattoos snaking up her arms and feet. Sky smiled mischeviously, and Liz then saw a neat pile of all the papers that were just a few seconds ago dancing down the street.

"You are a lifesaver!" the Sheriff said, laughing, and taking back the papers gratefully. She then gazed back at the flawless vampire, and both the women seemed to share a mutual awkward attraction between each other.

"Hey, I just wanted to say again, thank you so much for yesterday, I..."

"Liz!"

Liz turned. Walking towards her was Carol Lockwood, an extremely proud woman, who looked positively hideous with glimmering jewels visible on her throat and ears, as well as some beige dress that made her look ridiculous. Liz faked a smile, and was still aware of Sky standing behind her.

"I've been looking for you everywhere, there have been some new developments in -"

Carol stopped, and her expression hardened. Liz turned, and saw Sky stare at Carol with the same intense dislike.

"Carol, this is Sky, she's staying with the Salvatore brothers at the boarding house," Liz babbled. Sky and Carol nodded in acknowledgement, though neither returning any trace of warmth, or at least acceptance.

"Well, I'd better be going," murmured Sky, placing a hand on Liz's arm, and walking away.

Liz turned on Carol, "What the hell was that about?"

"I should ask the same to you!" snarled Carol viciously, "What do you think you're doing making friends with the newest vampire in town?"

"You know her?"

"May I remind you that I am the Mayor of this damn town - it's my business to know what low lifes are crawling around."

Liz bristled at this, her daughter Caroline etched in her mind.

"Besides," said Carol, composing herself, "that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Last night, three consecutive bodies were found dead... drained of blood."

Liz shrugged, "There must be a new vampire in town. I'll tell Damon -"

She made to move, but Carol seized her arm pointedly, "Yes, there is a new vampire in town Liz - and she's walking away from us right now."

Sky looked up at the big beautiful Mikaelson mansion that lay before her.

Well shit. The Originals had done well for them selves over the years, Sky knew, but she forgot how... flamboyant they could be. It took her a moment to hear her own heart hammering against her ribcage. She took a deep breath, reminding herself not to be nervous, and walked inside. She followed the echoing rumblings of music, and stumbled upon Klaus, standing infront of the hearth, drinking a glass of whisky. He had not yet turned.

"Klaus," she whispered, though it was loud enough. He turned, and his face changed: his eyes turned amber and etched with black veins. He bared his teeth to give away deep yellow fangs, and before she knew what was happening - he lunged herself at her.

She managed to move in enough time, but he clapsed his hands around her throat and they threw themselves into his wall, which then crumbled them and drenched them in dust and plaster board. He was roaring as she struggled him off - there was a good 200 years between their age, and he was winning brutally. Grabbing his head and snapping his shoulder, she flew from underneath him, but within seconds she felt his hand enclosed round her heart, which dropped her to her knees, whilst he stood threateningly over her, blood trickling over his eyebrow, his chest moving rapidly in anger.

"You." he managed.

"Klaus, I -"

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!"

"I came to make peace -" she managed, her throat full of blood from her flooded lungs and shattered ribcage. In one fluid motion, she grabbed the leg of a broken dressing table and thrust it into his leg, which was enough for him to let go of her heart as he screamed in pain whilst she ran to the other side of the room.

"Klaus, I implore you, listen, just listen!" she said, as he began towards her again, "I want us to forget."

"I never forget," he said, laughing madly.

"800 years," she said breathlessly, "800 years I've been running from you. And now I'm tired. You won't kill me, I..."

"Will I not? You ruined me! You ruined my life as I loved it!"

"I know," she said, "I know, Klaus, and I'm sorry."

He stood, and sniffed away a tear. She pretended not to see.

"Please, just..."

He turned away, and retook up his glass, and drank from it. His hand was shaking.

"What would you have me do? Spare you? For what?"

"You know the Salvatore boys will fight for me if you hurt me..." she began slowly, "And Rebecca and I were friends, and..." She bit her lip... "And Elijah..."

Klaus' eyes flashed in hatred. "And Elijah."

"Plus..." Sky took out the necklace she was carrying in her pocket, and placed it down on the shattered dressing table. Klaus followed her hand, and when she stepped away, Sky saw the flicker of recognition.

"That, that was my mother's."

"I know that. So I'm returning it to you."

Klaus said nothing, however his resigned nature meant Klaus knew she had won. She turned to leave, but then stopped.

"Klaus? I'm sorry about Finn."

Klaus looked up at her, and his eyes leaked with fat tears, as his face quivered.

She then left, and Klaus snatched up the ugly amber necklace, and clapsed the cool stone in his hand.