Klaus POV

I was sitting at home watching late night TV. Uggghhh. I thought with utter disgust. The Romans had better entertainment with this. My phone then suddenly started ringing. I pulled it out the check the caller I.D. It was Stefan. Hmmm. I thought. Interesting, so I picked up the call.

"Stefan…. How is my favorite ex-ripper doing?"

"We are never going to be friends and I am never going back to you Klaus."

"Stefan I am shocked. Is that any way to treat your elder, someone who could kill you in the blink of an eye and not think twice about it?"

"I am sorry Klaus but I am calling in a favor from saving your ass from your father back in the 20's."

I stayed silent for a minute thinking that he would offer me something else. When he didn't, I broke out in laughter. "Sorry Stefan." I managed to get out around my laughter. "You are going to have to offer me a lot more to me than just that if you want a favor."

After a couple of moments Stefan spoke again. "I need your blood Klaus. Damon was bitten again." Stefan's voice started to break towards the end. All I ever wanted was a family member that would give everything for me, that cared for me that much. That would sell his soul to the villain for me, that would give up everything in the blink of an eye.

"You would give up everything for your brother wouldn't you?"

"Yes." Stefan's voice sounded over the other end with conviction.

Elijah had left me to deal with a pissed Rebekkah so I was feeling extra evil today. "If you are willing to give up everything for that self destructive excuse of a brother than you are a fool." I hung up the phone. Just another load of guilt, another straw that broke the camel's back long ago.

Dean's POV

The man I love was dying. Wait….. the man I love? Yes. My brain and heart decided at the same time. Stefan just took the phone away from his ear and stood with his back to me for a minute not moving. He then turned around swiftly, pushed past me, and strode out of the room. When he had left that long, hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach came to be. While Stefan was on the phone with Klaus I had moved Damon to the bed where he was lying, covered in sweat and dried blood, breathing shallowly. Stefan had left his phone on a table in Damon's room. I took a deep breath and walked over to pick up Stefan's phone. I picked it up and hit redial. Klaus picked up immediately.

" Stefan have you found something to offer me?"

"It is not Stefan."

20 minutes later I was standing in front of an opulent mansion. The impala purred as I slowed her down to park her in the driveway. I walked up the driveway in my favorite leather jacket and boots. There were two pistols in my belt, and one hunting knife tucked into each of my boots, and a stake tucked into my jacket just in case Klaus tried anything. Though this Klaus guy was invincible without a special stake, I wasn't going to walk into a situation like this naked. After Klaus had learned what I was he seemed eager to meet me and possibly work out a deal.

I entered the door to the mansion that full well that it would not be locked. He was an original, not many things are a threat to him. Klaus was sitting in the dining room, sipping on amber liquid in an expensive looking crystal glass.

"Good evening, Dean was it?"

"Yep." I answered, plastering on my best fake smile. I trailed my hand along the soft leather couch and looked at all the lavish decorations that graced the mansion. I stopped to look at a painting that was the most visually appealing thing that I had ever seen.

"That is my personal favorite." Klaus spoke, rising from his seat in the dining room. He came to stand by my side. My posture became very tense. Klaus either didn't notice or he did not care. "I got it from a young painter in 1519, his name was Michelangelo, you might have heard of him? Anyways I am sure you did not come here to admire my décor."

"Yes." I answered firmly. "I came to bargain for the blood that is going to save Damon's life."

"You see hunter, that is why I like you, you get right to the point. No wasting time with idle chit chat." He turned around and walked back to his chair in the dining room. He reached over to a small table next to the chair and on the table was a small wooden box. He took the small wooden box in his hands and from it he pulled a small glass bottle filled with a crimson liquid, which I assumed was his blood. I would do whatever it took to save Damon's life. Klaus looked at the small bottle and turned it over and over in his fingers. Then he spoke.

"Guess what hunter, since I like you so much I will cut you a break. If you tell me one good reason why I should give you this very valuable blood in this bottle then I will give it to you."

"And if I don't." I answered calmly.

"Then Damon's time slowly wanes down until he dies. I have nothing better to do. There is nothing on TV." Klaus sat down and I pulled out a chair directly across from him. I sat and thought for a moment and then it came to me.

"Have you ever been in love Klaus?"

"No." he answered immediately. "I have been alive for a thousand years. If love exists I would have found it by now."

"Are you sure you haven't already?" Was my innocent reply. In my brief walk of the hallway I had seen a drawing littered on a table of a woman with a heart shaped face and beautiful wavy blonde hair. She had her hand on the neck of a horse and her face showed the true beauty she found in the animal's presence. In all it was a magnificent drawing. No one draws a picture like that unless they are in love.

"There is one woman." Klaus spoke softly after searching my face for clues for awhile. "But she loves one of my hybrids." His voice rose in tone and volume. He angrily got up and started to pace the room. "I am the alpha male, how can she love a lowly creature such as Tyler, how? I gave her lavish gowns, beautiful jewelry, romantic drawings…everything! And she just throws it all back in my face!"

I spoke up from the table, daring to get my face punched in by a very angered original hybrid. "Maybe Klaus, get to know her. Maybe her affection can not be bought. Maybe she needs you to make an effort to get to know her."

"I try and just get pushed away." his face looked dejected and I felt for the guy.

"Are you nice to her friends." I suggested.

"No." He answered angrily. "They have all tried to kill me at least once. Apparently I am better off dead, according to them. Try and push aside that almost everyone in her circle of friends has tried to kill me once, not gonna happen." Klaus said with a smirk with an expression I could almost identify as sadness in his eyes. He really loved this Caroline girl, that was for sure.

"Have you ever told her how you truly feel?" I asked him. This stopped Klaus in his anger filled pacing around the room.

"Do you think it is worth it?" He asked softly. I looked deep into Klaus's eyes and saw all the hurt and betrayal over the centuries.

"If you truly love her then it will always be worth it." I answered him truthfully. Klaus slowly walked over to me.

"If I ever have someone love me the way you love Damon then I will be truly lucky. Now hopefully Caroline will feel for me what I feel for her in time. Time is all I have." He opened up my hand, put the glass bottle of blood in it and closed my hand over it. "Now if you will excuse me, I have to go and pledge my love to a very special woman." With that he walked out the door.

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