The Last Draw

"NO!"

She shouted and broke the hold of the hybrids on her as she quickly went to him with her vampire speed. She caught him before he can even fall as blood began to spread on his shirt. She then sat there on the floor with his body on her lap. Her tears began streaming down as she let out sobs. "You son of a bitch!" She screamed at him as she looked and saw his smirk.

"That was what you and he deserved, as a price to pay." He said. She glared at him, as she still held on the lifeless body that was used to be so full of life.

"And you will pay for this…" She said, under her breath. He only smirked and vanished with his other pests. So she and the body were left there, all alone, as she cried.

"Please… please…" She begged, shaking him as she continued to sob. Quickly, she bit on her wrist and blood began to drip, so she put her wrist on his unconscious lips, trying to make him drink. "Please!" She said, more loudly. She tried opening his mouth and letting him drink. But he was unconscious, his skin turning really pale.

And there, she broke down, still sobbing.

12 hours earlier…

Elena woke up and saw that she was in her bedroom. Stefan was there by her bedside, with his face buried in his palms. The sunlight illuminated her room, and it was warm. She then immediately sat up. "Stefan," she breathed. She couldn't really recognize her voice, because it sounded very hoarse and dry. But Stefan immediately cocked his head up and looked at her. "What happened?" She asked as he quickly held her hand and squeezed it.

"You were in an accident," He slowly replied. His eyes were dancing. There, she immediately remembered. The memories came flashing back to her. There was Elizabeth, smiling at her, toasting with wine, and drove a dagger through her chest. From there, everything went black.

"Oh my god!" She breathed as she shifted uncomfortably on her bed. "Am I…" Stefan eyes went downward, as he slowly nodded in reply. And there, her heart skipped a beat. "Oh my god…" She mumbled as she stared at the ceiling. She was dead. But… how can she be here, still alive, and breathing? And then realized what answers that question, which she was afraid to hear, but she had to just to make sure. "Why am I alive?" She asked.

"Because you're in transition." Someone answered, and she realized that the words did not come from Stefan's lips. Yet, she did recognize that voice. So she looked, and saw by the windowpane, there Damon seated, looking at her with his piercing icy blue eyes.

"What?" She asked in disbelief.

"When Elizabeth killed you, you had her blood in your system." Stefan said, looking at her.

"But… how did that happen?" She asked. "She didn't make me drink forcibly." So she began thinking, as she saw Stefan shrug, and Damon looking away. Both brothers were serious. But she remembered now. The wine Elizabeth served her that night and proposed a toast afterwards, it had her blood. Elena closed her eyes, in annoyance and in disappointment. She was so stupid to think that Elizabeth would be kind to her.

"What is it?"

"I remember now…" Elena mumbled and opened her eyes. "She gave me a glass of wine, and… and she proposed a toast afterwards. I drank the wine." She was shaking her head and her eyes began to tear up. Stefan quickly sat by the edge of her bed, and pulled her into a hug as she broke down into sobs. "I don't want to be a vampire, Stefan."

"I know…" He said in a hushed tone. Once she pulled away, she looked him in the eyes and so did he.

"Who found me?" She asked.

"Damon did." He replied. "But he was too late. Elizabeth was gone, and you were just… there." Stefan swallowed back as she knew that he hated himself for letting her go out that day without protection. He was feeling the guilt, even he didn't do it. And of course, the regret. For that, she squeezed Stefan's hand, and looked at Damon, whose eyes looked at them, but not as expressive as they should've been. In fact, his eyes were blank, but he was frowning. Maybe he was feeling the same. Maybe he was feeling the guilt and the regret even though he wasn't showing it. But before Elena can say anything, Damon stood up and began to leave.

"Damon…" She called. He was by the door now, and he slowly turned to look at her. "Thank you," She added as he finally looked at her. He only made a really faint smile and turned away as he finally left.

Loud and incessant knocks were heard on the door. And Elizabeth, who was taking a bubbly bath, had to go down only in her robe to answer the door. Truly, this irritated her, especially if this was one of Klaus' hybrids who'd rather knock than to simply come in to see him (he was just in the living room for God's sake, painting and stuff), then she'd be absolutely irritated. So, she quickly answered the door, giving the person a deathly glare, before she fully saw who it was.

"Tom, what a wonderful surprise!" Elizabeth smiled brightly at him. But Tom did not return her smile, but instead, he came in that Elizabeth couldn't possibly stop him.

"Don't try to fool me, Elizabeth." He said. "You liar." Elizabeth's smile faded as she looked at him questioningly. "I suppose you think that I wouldn't know what you did?" She breathed as she smiled slowly and looked at him.

"I don't exactly know what you're talking about." She replied.

"Oh Elizabeth, don't try to pretend!" He said, impatiently. "You were the one who burned down my apartment!"

"And who is gentleman?" Klaus suddenly came in, smiling, with his hands behind his back. He looked at Tom, then at Elizabeth. She only smiled as she laid her hand on Tom's shoulder, which he quickly moved for her hand to fall off. She gave him a look, back he looked away in annoyance.

"He's an old friend of mine. We met centuries ago." Elizabeth said as she looked at Klaus then at Tom. "He was the first one I ever turned."

"Ah," Klaus said with a smile as he stuck out his hand for Tom to shake. "Nice to finally meet you." Tom shook it back lightly and immediately withdrew it.

"You too," Tom replied.

"And now, he's about leave, right Tom?" She asked and looked at him. He gave her a glare as he stiffened. But he instead, nodded, and finally smiled back, even though she can sense his anger through his eyes.

"Yes," Tom replied. "I shall see you later." He added, and gave her a nod, as he began to leave. Once the door was shut, Elizabeth looked at Klaus, hiding her relief. He only gave her a knowing smile.

"Another shenanigan, I assume?" He asked. Elizabeth gave him a full and sincere smile.

"Oh, you don't know how much I've been doing…" She replied as she began to go back upstairs for her bubbly bath.

"What is so important that you wanted to see me?" Klaus asked, looking at Katherine from across the table. They were at the bar, drinking, while everyone else was eating lunch. Well, they weren't exactly all drinking, but they were there with two tumblers full of scotch. He gave her a smirk as he raised his eyebrows to wait for her to answer. "I assume that you are doing well in you task?"

"Yes…" She slowly replied. Her second of hesitation made him feel as if that was a lie. If it was, he couldn't care less because he knew at some point or another, Damon hasn't been seeing Elizabeth. In fact, whenever they see each other, Klaus can feel the tension between them. And that tension, he knew oh so perfectly well, was hatred. In that case, he's happy enough to let Katherine free… But of course, he wouldn't do that. "But I am here for something else."

"Well, what is it?" He asked, waving his hand impatiently then put it back on the table, where it was resting. "I have other businesses to attend to. You know, growing the hybrid army." He smiled, and she only gave a nod, even though he knew she was trying hard not to roll her eyes.

"I think that this information is a part of your business." Katherine replied matter-of-factly. So, he gave a nod, urging her to continue. So she waved her hair back, and looked at him. "Since the Salvatores do not want me, or anyone else here for that matter. I would like to have a proposition with you."

"And what would that be?" He asked. "Surely, you know that I'm letting you off greatly with that task I assigned to you… But I couldn't possibly resist upon hearing your proposition. So, I'm letting you have a shot at this."

"In exchange for this information, I would like to have my freedom. I would run miles away as I always do, from you. And let me live." She said, giving him a straight look. He looked away thinking about this, and then looked back at her as he smirked.

"That depends on the information you're exchanging." He replied. Katherine sat straight and inhaled deeply.

"Fine." She replied. "You probably should get a hold of Elizabeth then. Clearly, she knows what she's doing. I must say that she's as evil as anyone else in your family." He then chuckled.

"Elizabeth is not all that evil. And I'm the only heinous one in the family. The others are just plain stubborn, vicious, and manipulative." He said, taking the tumbler of scotch. "They're nothing compared to me." This time, Katherine rolled her eyes.

"Don't oversell yourself," She said. And Klaus gave a look as he sipped. "She knows, Klaus." He continued to smile as he put back the tumbler.

"What exactly?" He asked.

"That you compelled me to keep Damon away from her." She replied. His smile then faded. "You obviously forgot she can do telepathy. But I don't know how she knew. One night, she attacked me and threatened for my life." Klaus furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the tumbler. If she knew, if what Katherine was saying was true, then why did she act normal? Then again, he knew of much of a good actress she can be. He had seen it tons of times already. "Not just that. I was lurking by the Gilberts' this morning, and the Salvatores' were there. I heard that Elizabeth had killed Elena, while she had Elizabeth's blood in her system – which means, your precious human doppelganger is in transition." There, his eyes widened in anger, and he immediately stood up. But then, he gave her a smirk because for a moment, he saw fear in her eyes.

"You're bluffing, Katherine, I can tell." He said. "You have gone over your head… Trying to speak ill of Elizabeth."

"Then go ask her yourself." She immediately interrupted, narrowing her eyes at him. "Better yet, why don't you go and ask Elena? Or even her friend, Tom, who wanted Damon out of the picture too, because he was once her lover." Klaus inhaled deeply, his arrogant smirk faded as he stared back at her in anger. He was fuming, he can tell with Katherine's expression. But he was far too furious to begin with. And he somehow didn't want to believe it because he and Elizabeth had an agreement. He was loyal to her as much as she was to him.

But obviously, loyalty wasn't exactly their strong suites.

With one last look, he turned away and with his vampire speed, he vanished.

"That was quite a scene that you made earlier…" Elizabeth started. "You should've known that Nik was home." Tom turned to look at her, still furious. He had sent her a text message saying that they should meet here at his new apartment. Of course, Elizabeth gladly obliged. Not because she admits that she was guilty of the deed that he was accusing her of, but she obliged because she came to see the show and be entertained.

"I couldn't care less about that blundering fool!" He growled under his breath, scrounging his nose as he said so. He was glaring at her, but she only stood there, with her chin up high and she was very calm. "I know what you did, Elizabeth. You blew up my apartment. And everything was in my apartment, Elizabeth! EVERYTHING! My clothes, my books, papers, journals, even my passports!" He then walked towards her, angrily. "You even pretended that you had a clean slate! I simply do not understand how you can do so! Now I have tons of things already on my plate, and you happened to add more!" He then walked around cursing in French and rapidly talking in that language, calling her every bad word he can think of. "Why, Elizabeth?! Why would you do such thing?!" He suddenly asked.

"Why, you ask?" She asked, giving him a calm smile which only irritated him more. She then began walking in the other direction that he was facing. "Perhaps instead of you pointing your fingers at me, why don't I try and point my fingers at you?" Tom frowned and obviously he didn't know what she meant. So she continued as she smiled in satisfaction. "If you think that I had no reason at all to do such thing, then you're more of a fool than I thought you were."

"EXCUSEZ-MOI?!" He said under his breath as he looked back at her in shock. "What the hell are you trying to say? That it was in my own doing on why you had to burn my apartment down with all the precious things I had there? You are going out…"

"No, darling" She immediately interrupted, and saying it in a sharp tone. "I am saying that I'm not the only one who had done such a heinous thing." She gave him a sharp look. A darting stare that he seemed surprised to see, since he had always seen her do that, but not to him. "I am saying that perhaps you'd like to tell me why you had to do such thing."

"What thing?" He asked, as if disgusted with that word.

"The one where you hypnotized Katherine to stop Damon from going to Paris for me," She said, still in a very sharp tone. Her smile faded as she gave him a hard look which indicated that she was no longer playing games.

"Why… I don't know what you're…"

"Don't try and pretend, Thomas." She bluntly interrupted. "If you think that I was a liar, well, you are more of the liar now. Don't try and think that you have an escape route, because you don't have any, and I will not give you any. I trusted you…" She then gave him a meaningful look. "Turns out my one true friend and ally was more of a traitor than my worst enemy."

"Please…" He rolled his eyes. "You never trusted anyone! And you don't understand what you're doing! Trying to make that Salvatore chase you down as if he was a greyhound trying to find its one true prey! You are simply going out of your mind, just like before, nothing has changed. You did that to me, and I am not going to let you do that to someone else." He walked around, waving his hand at her impatiently and in frustration.

"I do trust; I trusted you!" She interjected, and waved her hand. "And that is none of your business!"

"It is my business!" He replied. "You brought me back into your circle. And we all know that I am not your friend or your ally! You are simply using me as a backup plan, as a puppet, as an instrument of your wicked schemes! If Klaus kills you, you'll use me to shield yourself! If you need to do a heinous thing, you shall use me, and manipulate me!"

"But I didn't! I did all those schemes all by myself, and if you think that you are that important to me, if you think for a split second that I would not survive without you, then you are sorely mistaken!" She immediately said, shaking her head in frustration. He then snorted and gave an air laugh which made her eyes widen because he was clearly mocking her. Her nose flared, and she was really furious now. "All those things you have pointed against me are the things that you are!" She said her voice low and menacing, glaring at him. His smile faded, and glared back at her. There, she made a devious smirk, as she continued to glare at him. "You used Katherine… She became your puppet because you wanted a clean slate. But you obviously underestimated my capabilities."

"I do not regret anything. You deserved the deed that I had to do." He turned away as he swallowed back, and stared by the window. With her vampire speed, she was now standing a few inches away behind him.

"Then I'd say the same…" She calmly said, getting a stake that was hidden on her breast pocket, and gripped on it. So he turned to look at her, but with one quick jolt, she had driven the stake through his heart. And he let out a gasp as he looked at her in surprise. "You deserve this." She said, still looking him in the eyes, and twisting the stake deeper. He let out another gasp as he tried to hold on the stake, but he was too late. He was turning pale, and soon enough, the last bit of his life was drained out of him.

She let go as he finally dropped dead.

Quickly, she got to work. She pulled on her leather gloves, and went by the kitchen. Then, with one swift move, she popped the gas tube, and started walking out. Once she got by the door, she held the door knob, clicked on the lighter, and quickly threw it in as she closed the door and ducked down – all using her vampire speed.

Soon enough, there was a blast, and everything was all aflame.

Damon went in his room and took off his shirt. He had a stressful morning with Elena and Stefan, he just had to leave. Of course, he left the part of the story where he and Elizabeth had sex while her body was lifeless on the floor inside Klaus' house, and he had to lie about the fact that he got there soon enough to see her there. Otherwise, they'd hate him, although they already hated Elizabeth for taking away Elena's future. And he should probably hate Elizabeth too, but for some reason he wasn't.

With that thought, he rolled his eyes and shrugged. He then went to his closet, until he heard the door was shut downstairs. Maybe it was Stefan, going to have a little break from all the stress he's going through with Elena's transition. And probably taking in all the guilt and regret he can. Damon rolled his eyes again. But, as he listened to the footsteps, he knew somehow, that it wasn't Stefan because it sounded lighter. So he frowned as he continued to listen. The footsteps grew louder, and soon, it stopped and he heard a knock on his door. He left his door open, so why would anyone try to knock? He went out of his closet and looked by the door.

"Can I come in? I had a rough morning." Elizabeth was standing there, with her delicate hand clenched as she had knocked on the door. Her gray dress that hugged her body perfectly had a few blood stains. Her eyes looked tired, and her hair was windswept. He looked at her from head to foot, and saw that she was wearing a pair of leather high heeled ankle boots, and she was also wearing a leather jacket. He gave a nod as he unbuckled his belt. The thing is he was just about to take a good bubbly bath, until she suddenly showed up. But she's here now; he couldn't possibly do anything about that. He then sat down on the edge of his bed as he started removing his combat boots. Yet, she made her way towards his bed too, and soon, she was sitting down beside him.

"I had one too," He said. "You know Elena's transition drama?" He rolled his eyes. She gave a smirk.

"Right…" She said. He stood up and lifted his shoes. Elizabeth stood up and walked towards the mirror, looking at her reflection as she straightened her jacket.

"What are you doing here anyway?" He asked, glancing at her and saw the back of her body. "Should you be confessing to Klaus about what you did? And didn't I tell you not to take what happened as a big deal?" She glanced at him.

"Why would I confess to Klaus? He'll find it out sooner later." She replied, frowning. "Besides, I didn't take that as a big deal. But I have to admit you are starting to grow on me…" This time, Damon squinted at her, and she hid a smile as she turned away.

"How nice…" He said with utmost sarcasm. "Who knew an Original can have a soft spot?"

"Ooh…" She said, and turned to narrow her eyes at him. "Don't start with me." She then added with a smirk, and he happened to returned that smirk absent-mindedly as she turned back to – well, probably – to admiring herself through the mirror. "You really should hate me. I turned Elena, remember?" She asked, teasing him. He then walked towards her, and once he was only a few inches away from her back, he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his nose on her shoulder.

"But I don't…" He mumbled, as he lifted his head up, and smelled her hair. He then ran her hands on her waist then on her hips, and looked at her through the mirror where she had a faint smile. But she held his hands and removed them from stroking her waist.

"It's more fun if you do." She said as she faced him with a devious smile. "Don't you think?" He arched his eyebrows as he took this into consideration, and shrugged.

"Anything's fun with me," He answered, smiling menacingly at her. She then wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him towards her, their bodies pressed against each other. She smiled back at him, and he perfectly recalled what happened yesterday. Soon, their lips were entangled in a deep passionate kiss, but as he wanted more, she suddenly pulled away.

"I killed Tom… Just a while ago," She suddenly said. Her voice was low and even, but her eyes showed sorrow. But it immediately turned into anger. "He was a traitor. He was the one who sent Katherine to stop you from going to Paris back when you were in New York. I simply had to…" She then shrugged as she glanced away. "I thought he was my friend." This time, her voice was a bit sad, so he pulled her closer and let her head rest on his shoulder.

"He's obviously not." Damon replied, glancing away as well, and saw their reflection through the mirror.

"Not just that…" She said, looking at him. "But Klaus… He compelled Katherine to keep you away from me. I should've known…" She trailed off, shaking her head. Her eyes were dark in fury, and so he had to hush her down. He then kissed her forehead.

"He's more jealous than I thought." He joked, as he smiled. But then he looked at her eyes. "It's never too late for us to turn this day around…" He gave a devious smile as she slowly smiled back. "I was just about to have a bath." He arched his eyebrows, and then kissed her as he started removing her jacket.

"Finally," Klaus said as he stood up from the couch and put the tumbler of scotch down on the coffee table beside him. "You're home! I had been waiting."

"Nik…" Elizabeth frowned as she saw him in the living room. "I didn't know you'd be here." She stared back at him as if she was surprised, and so he stared back at her, waiting for her companion to reveal. And just as he thought, Damon Salvatore appeared behind Elizabeth, holding his car keys. He gave them a smile. Once Elizabeth realized that Damon was behind, she looked back at him then at Klaus. "Oh, he just gave me a ride home…"

"Originals do not need rides. We can get to one place or another because we are faster than a normal vampire." Klaus said, matter-of-factly. "But you know that, of course." He put his hands at his back as he began walking around. He knew at some point, Elizabeth was signaling Damon to go, but with just a snap of his fingers, his hybrids stopped them.

"What is this?!" Elizabeth demanded. So he turned as he smiled. He saw that they were both struggling in his soldiers' grasps. Three hybrids were holding her, and two was holding Damon. "Nik, what the hell…"

"Bring them closer," He ordered his hybrids, and they obliged. They were all standing in the living room now, and he continued to smile at his hostages. "They're newly turned, but they're very strong." He added, rather amused. Elizabeth glared back at him, as Damon also did. But he stood there, rather entertained. "You know Elizabeth; I never saw this until now. But you and I are more alike than I really thought." He stared at her with an amused yet evil smile, and walked towards her. "I thought killing you not just once, but twice, would actually teach you good. Apparently, I was wrong." He then gave her a look. "And you played me well; I must say kudos to that!" He gave a few mocking claps and saw the wonder on her expression. He then frowned. "Oh don't look so surprise, darling. I know what you did. I know you know what I did. But now, I know more of your secrets than I actually thought. Bravo." He clapped again. Elizabeth looked down as she raised her chin up. "If you thought that I wouldn't know your little affairs and rendezvous with this Salvatore," He then walked towards Damon, who was still trying to break free of the hybrids, but still glared at him. "Then you are obviously mistaken." He then looked at Elizabeth.

"Leave him be, Nik… If you do harm on him…" Elizabeth said, her voice rising in anger.

"Or what?" Klaus mocked her, narrowing his eyes. "You'll kill me?" He asked, arching his eyebrows. "You already tried, but you failed, just like father." He said firmly as his smile faded. Elizabeth glared at him. "Besides…" Klaus suddenly added. His tone went back to being mocking. "You couldn't possibly care enough for this pest; he's just one of your toys, just like that friend of yours… What's his name again? Oh yes, Thomas."

"Let him go, Niklaus!" She now said firmly. But he only smiled. "He has nothing to do with this." She added. So, after a few silent moments, he nodded.

"You're right, you're right." He said as he nodded. He then snapped his fingers and with that, the hybrids immediately let Damon go. And just as Damon was about to run away through the door, Klaus immediately stopped him by the archway towards the foyer. "But this had been long overdue." He said as he blocked Damon's way, and immediately drove a stake that he had hidden behind his back.

"NO!" Elizabeth shouted, as she quickly broke free of the hybrids that held her (Klaus knew she could, since she was stronger than them) and went towards Damon with her vampire speed. He stepped back as Damon was already on his knees and started turning pale. Before Damon can drop down lifeless, she immediately caught him and let him rest on her lap. Her tears began streaming down as she let out sobs. "You son of a bitch!" She screamed to Klaus. But he only smirked even though it hurt him to see how much the girl she loved felt for that Salvatore pest. As much as he wanted to feel the pain, he was feeling the anger.

"That was what you and he deserved as a price to pay." He said with his voice low and even – full of anger – as he glared at the sight of them. She, his dear Elizabeth, holding Damon Salvatore's lifeless body that was used to be so full of life, in her loving yet protective arms – it disgusted him. So disgusted that he wanted to kill her and he should be. But for some reason, he couldn't find himself to move an inch. He was just staring there, rather gaping, at the whole scene.

"And you will pay for this!" She said, struggling to say it as she sobbed. He managed to give her a bitter smirk. When she looked down at Damon's body and began removing the stake, he couldn't take it any longer. So he quickly left, together with his hybrids.

"Please… Please…" She begged with a sob as they were left alone. She shook his lifeless body and she quickly bit on her wrist to let him drink. Once there was blood, she quickly put her wrist against his lips, making him drink. "Damon, please… Drink… Drink Damon! Drink!" She said in desperation. She tried opening his mouth, to let him drink more. But it was just no use. He was really pale; blood was all over his chest and on his shirt.

She cried, and cried as she rested her head on his shoulder. There she sobbed, sobbed her heart out, as if she had never cried before. She lifted her head up again, her sight obscured by all the tears. Elizabeth ran her hands on his chest, then on his cheeks, smearing his skin with his blood since she had caught them on her hands.

Then, she closed his eyes.

Damon is gone…

That thought rang on her head, and made her heart swell in sorrow.

**Author's Note: Is this the end? Or is it just the beginning? Follow me and see if there will be a next one to the series! Oh, and tell me what you think! I would love to hear them. ;) xoxo, MsDearlady**