I apologize for the SUPER LONG wait. Life is life, ya know. This chapter came to me VERY slowly and while I was writing it, I kept stopping and deleting and then rewriting again. It was so stressful and irritating.

I hope this little Klaus chapter makes up for the wait. It probably won't, but I understand. Love you all anyways :)

Now everything made sense; the dreams, and Katherine's seemingly delusional dribble, my captures obvious fear of him and the pit of fire brewing in my belly. He held tightly to my hand, guiding me effortlessly through the darkened forest. I could smell pine and wet grass. From behind us, the first of the suns rays began to peek up over the horizon, signalling the start of a new day and more importantly, my last. As we walked he began to explain to me what was going to happen today.

"...I will then drink your blood, making me more powerful than any other vampire or werewolf," he said, a malicious grin on his face. "And no one, not even my brother, will be able to stop me."

No one could stop him. Oh my God, I thought. More powerful than any other vampire or werewolf. What was he? A hybrid or something? I had yet to be uncompelled from not talking and couldn't ask the questioned that itched at the tip of my tongue. This was simply dreadful. I was being led through trees to God knows were to be sacrifice for a guy who is God knows what for some stupid ritual- curse thingy. Does it get any better?

Elena, I heard or maybe it was a thought, I couldn't tell. It sounded like Damon. I shook the thought from my head; it was impossible. Really, Elena, a voice inside my head yelled, you're gonna say that that is impossible when your are being sacrificed to a possible vampire werewolf thing and your dating a vampire who has a vampire brother and you're a doppleganger of a vampire. Is it really that impossible?

No, it truly wasn't that much of a stretch to say that Damon was projecting his thoughts toward me. I mean, I'd been proven wrong about so many other things; the supernatural elements seemed to be the most prominent.

You're going to be okay, Elena, I heard again. I'm going to get you out of this, but you have to trust me, okay?

I nodded my head not sure if anyone could see me in the dark.

"...Katherine," I heard as Klaus' baritone brought from the crazy going on in my adled brain.

"Wonderful," he added, cheerfully. "We're here."

I focused my eyes on the open pyre in front of us. A woman stood not two feet away from it, holding a large, clear, round object. It looked like a rock from here, but I really couldn't tell. A small fire was lit in the middle of the offering stage. And I knew that one this stage, I would take my last bow.

Being in a relationship with vampires hadn't really prepared me for what came next. I was told to sit down on the slate of sandstone while the woman, who I now knew was a witch, chanted over the clear rock. Klaus stood behind me, his eyes intently focused on the witch. She continued to chant as the clear rock floated up from her hand and exploded. After the fireworkds display, her eyes slowly opened, she smiled gleefully.

"All that's left is for you to drink her blood," she said, looking between me and Klaus.

"Perfect," he drawled low in his chest.

I still couldn't speak and that meant that I couldn't scream, either, dammit! If Damon was coming then he better do it in the next few seconds. Hands gripped my shoulders and fingers dug into my skin. Klaus knealed behind me and pulled my hair to one side, walking his fingers down my neck, playfully.

"This shouldn't take long," he cooed into my ear as if reassuring that I would feel no pain.

Screw that, I thought. I began to thrash under his grip, trying desperately to get free and run until my legs gave out. With his unbreakable grip, he held me still. I hadn't even moved. I didn't have to look behind me to know what was happening. His eyes were flooding with blood, the veins underneath became more prominent, and his fangs began to slide from their sheaths. Tears slipped from my eyes, snaking down my neck and onto my shirt collar.

Elena, I'm coming, I heard and right then I knew that he was. It was Damon; his voice was unmistakeable.

"You have no idea how much planning went into this, my sweet Elena," Klaus whispered against my neck. "First, I had to get you back into Mystic Falls, so compelling your Aunt was quite easy and then, getting you away from that troublesome boyfriend of yours; luring Stefan away was even easier! And then I had to get Damon away from you -"

"You did that? Oh my God," I cried.

I felt razor-sharp teeth glide across the skin of my neck before they punctured the flesh and my blood flowed freely into his mouth. I gasped loudly and grabbed at the hand that had wound its way around my waist. I fought him every second. But, as my blood was being drained, my strength was being drained as well. It was becoming too much to fight him and I soon gave up, wandering towards the dark, sleepy haze that had appeared in front of me.

"Get away from her, you son of a bitch," I heard as something ripped Klaus' body from mine. I lay almost lifeless on the ground as Stefan came into view. He bent down in front of me and swiped the hair from my face.

"Elena, can you hear me?" I couldn't move. I could only stare up at him. He pushed more of my hair aside to examine my wounds. I could hear things breaking and people yelling and Damon. Damon! Oh my God, he found me! My heart swelled in my chest.

"Damon," I tried to say, but I couldn't hear myself.

"Damon," I tried again, this time croaking out dryly.

I heard someone yell and then a loud thud. My whole body shook. I felt numb. Lifeless. Suddenly, the trees began to sway and bend over on themselves. I could hear someone shouting, chanting almost.

"Damon, she's lost a lot of blood," I heard Stefan say and then someone was running.

Tears welled in my eyes and then suddenly Damon was in front of me, his hands on my face. "Yeah, we gotta get her out of here; especially if there's a chance that Bonnie won't be able to do what she's gotta do."

I felt arms under my neck and knees and then I was in the air, being pressed against someone's body. I inhaled and instantly knew that I was safe and that it was okay to give in to the darkness surrounding me.

"Stay with me, Elena," I heard Damon say, but I was already drifting into the sea around me. Then nothing but blackness surrounded me and wrapped itself into the deepest parts of me and constricted me in its grasp. I love you, Damon, I thought as I finally gave in.

Sucky place to end, I know. I'll try to upload the next chapter soon, but I'm not going to make any promises.

Gearing up for vacation and then getting stuff together for college is a hassle.

This has nothing to do with the story, but I heard a wonderful song the other day; Which To Bury, Us or The Hatchet by Relient K

Their awesome :)

And with that, I'll see you all next update. Love you all more than Damon loves sorority girls and Kentucky Bourbon ;)