Before I begin I would like to take a moment to thank Starzee for being my Beta. Without her you would be reading a story riddled with grammatical errors. So without further ado, let me introduce you to a little something called: Second Verse, Same As The First or How Many Times Must We Do This?

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Chapter 2

Second Verse, Same As The First or How Many Times Must We Do This?

Standing with her arms across her chest, her body tense with anger her eyes burn into Damon. He doesn't even acknowledge her as he walks over to his liquor cart and pours himself a drink. Before he has a chance to raise the glass to his lips, she launches into her first tirade of the morning. Anger coming across with each word, "What was that about Damon? Did you hear what she said to me? She threatened me, Damon, and why was she even here?"

Without a thought he turns to face Elena and moves in a blur of motion so he is standing directly in front of her and in her personal space. Elena unconsciously takes a step back. In a move way to calm for Elena's taste he watches her like the predator he is and downs his drink in one go, before he speaks. His eyes are slightly darker then his usual brilliant blue, his body held just a bit stiffer than what is normal for him. His vocal inflection tightly controlled as he tilts his head slightly to the left and then he speaks, "Let me answer your questions in the order that you voiced them, Elena. What that was about, you would have to ask Rebekah, but I really don't think that she likes you. As to what she said to you, I thought she made it quite clear, she doesn't like the way you treat me so she threatened you." He continues to stare at Elena then he takes a half step towards her his eyes slightly narrowing as he continues to speak. "As to why she was here, it was because I wanted her here. Unlike you she is welcome."

"She is the enemy Damon!" She Exclaims.

"What are you Elena? Last night you told me that my love for you is a problem. I believe that was right after you had Stefan break my neck so that I couldn't interfere. You then went and spoke to, her mother, Esther behind my back and made some kind of deal with her. Then you just left without telling me what happened. So let me ask, Elena, why are you really mad? Are you mad that I fucked Rebekah last night or are you mad that Stefan doesn't want to be with you?"

Elena's eyes go wide as her mouth opens and no sound comes out, for the first time in a long time he has rendered her speechless.

"Or could it be the meeting with Esther didn't go as planned?"

"Don't get used to Rebekah, Damon. She is going to die along with Klaus and the rest of them. Esther used my blood last night to bind them together; if one dies they all die. It is the only way to get rid of Klaus. He has to be killed indirectly but he is going to die. Just like your little slut, Rebekah."

Moving faster than the human eye can follow, Damon is in front of Elena his hand around her slender throat, his eyes black as coal, the veins around his eyes extended, his fangs a hair breadth away from her jugular vein, his voice so filled with anger that fear for her life floods her entire being as he speaks in a voice she has never heard before, each word measured.

"What have you done, Elena? When is this supposed to happen? How exactly is this to happen?"

Elena claws at Damon's hand trying with all her strength to make him let her go. It only serves to further anger him as he throws her over his shoulder and moving faster than thought, he has her downstairs and he throws her into a cell, locking it behind him.

She starts to protest, "Damon, what are you doing? Let me out of here! You hear me? Stefan won't let you keep me here!"

"Shut up, Elena. You are going to stay in there 'til the vervain is out of your system. Then I am going to compel you to tell me the truth and if anything happens to any of them including Klaus, I am going to slowly strip the flesh from your body." Without another word he leaves a shouting Elena locked in the cell and heads upstairs.

The last thing she hears is the door at the top of the stairs slamming shut.

Meanwhile Across Town

Rebekah sits in the window seat of her room looking out; her eyes are puffy from crying. She is so confused, so many conflicting emotions running through her. She has been on this earth for over a thousand years. She has been with so many men that in time she has lost count. Not once has she cared for any of them, not once did she let herself hope that she would find someone like herself to be with. Then he had to come along when she was most vulnerable. He made her feel something and then he what? Threw her out? God this was too confusing.

Without realizing it she says one word, just as her brother Niklaus opens the door to her room and enters. "Bastard."

Klaus, stops dead in his tracks and looks at his little sister, "Excuse me? Why am I a Bastard now, Bekah?"

She looks up at him, through red rimmed eyes, as she wipes the tears from her eyes and cheeks.

"Not you, Nik."

He rushes to her and kneels down next to her and turns her face to his so that he can look at her closely before he speaks. "Bekah, what happened? Who did this to you? Was it that boy, Matt?"

She sadly shakes her head no.

"Bek, talk to me. Let me help you sweetheart!"

"I think I made a mistake last night, Nik, and it hurts. I should just turn off my emotions, but I can't. Am I a bad person, Nik? Am I so bad that no one wants me? Am I only good enough to fuck?"

His face takes on a hard look as he listens to his baby sister, before he speaks gently through his anger, "Who hurt you Rebekah? Was it Stefan Salvatore?"

At the name Stefan Salvatore, she stiffens slightly. Klaus watches her reaction and thinking he understands decides to take action. While to the outside world he may be a killer and a bastard who is self serving. The reality is that and more. If Klaus was to have a weakness and truth to be told, everyone has a weakness, his would go by the name Rebekah.

In a measured voice and fists balled up at his sides he says, "I will kill him!" He then turns and starts to stride out of the room.

"Niklaus," she says feeling her heart break, "It wasn't Stefan!"

"Bekah, don't lie to me and don't protect him. No one touches you or hurts you while I live. Why would you seek to protect him from me?"

In a blur she is before him and hugs him. He immediately hugs her back then pulls back and looks into her eyes as he speaks softly to her, "Who then Bekah? You need to tell me who did this to you. Let me help, little sister, please."

Looking into the eyes of her brother she sees into his soul and feels his love for her. Part of her wants to confide in him and let him handle this but a larger part of her needs to do this on her own. So instead she stands up on her tip toes and kisses his cheek. Then she collapses against him. Her emotions are all over the place. He feels her body shaking against his as she fights to reign in her feelings.

"You can't fix this Nik," she says in a small voice. "This is something I need to do. I think I made a horrible mistake last night. I am so lonely, brother. I thought that maybe I found someone that I could just be myself with. You know? Just be 'Rebekah'. Just be a girl who could be wanted and maybe be with someone who could…" She can't say anything else as the dam within her breaks and she cries, really cries for maybe the first time in her overly long life. So many emotions flood her entire being, rage at thinking he used her, much in the same way she herself had used others. She feels lost at her own stupidity, knowing she should have known better. After all she knew deep down, she fucking knew last night was not just about sex for her.

She knew his reputation and last night she didn't care. Last night she wanted to feel everything. She wanted to be held, she wanted to feel like she mattered. She wanted him to want her as much as she secretly wanted him. She wanted the one thing she has never felt with another. She wanted to feel his lo….! She can't allow herself to complete the thought; she is too embarrassed with herself. She knew when he told her she needed someone more durable that he was talking about sex. She knew when she gave into him it was just suppose to be sex. A night of sex nothing more, a night of something she needed after being rejected by the human boy Matt.

They had sat around the bar for hours after most of the guests and her family had either left the party or had gone to sleep, getting hammered and talking teasingly with each other. His hand on her left inner thigh, stroking softly, insistently until she was so wet, she knew if she stood it would drip down her thighs and legs. She was that turned on. So not her plan, but then the body and heart want what they want. She found herself wanting to be with him. His eyes so blue staring into her hazel green ones. Her breathing coming out in pants as she gasped then grabbed him. Moving him with a strength only an Original could posses and slamming him up against the wall, kissing him. Feeling his hard length pressing into her stomach. Then he flipped their positions so her back was to the wall, his lips at her throat, nipping, his hand sliding along her thigh and then a single finger pressing against her slit. She had gasped into his mouth then threw her head back her whole body burning with a hunger that no one not one single being had ever made her feel. She felt her stomach clench as she came undone, just from his lips on her throat and his finger stroking against her. Her whole body shuddered and then she did something she never did before. In her entire life she had never let her defense down like she did with this one man. She allowed herself to be vulnerable, she allowed herself to feel emotions rush through her just like her orgasm rushed through her, she begged.

She begged him to take her. She, one of the five Original vampires created in this world, begged. Not taking what she wanted, but actually begged him to take her. She had told him she needed him, she wanted him.

In a moment of tenderness he had lifted her face up to his and confessed he wanted her too. Her lust filled mind cried out for more as she told him to take her. Then without it registering she was in his arms, bridal style and being whisked away from her home at vampire speed and she found herself flat on her back in his bed. She was so turned on that she had no idea for a moment where she was and truthfully, she didn't care. In that moment she was not a vampire, she was just a girl. A girl that wanted and needed the man with blue eyes that lay above her. In that moment he was not a self serving bastard that only took what he wanted. In that moment he was the man that she needed more than life itself. He was the man who asked with his eyes if this is what she truly wanted. He was just a man who needed to know that she wanted him and only him even if it was just for the moment.

But that was last night she thought sadly.

As all those thoughts and memories flooded her mind, Klaus continued to watch his sister. A realization came to him. A plan started to form in his mind. Without a word, he kissed her forehead and stroked her hair in a comforting gesture. Then as she pulled back her tear filled eyes looked for comfort and understanding in his own bright blue eyes. She was rewarded with a genuine smile and though heartbroken she weakly smiled back.

"That's my girl, luv." He said softly to her as he led her over to her bed. "How about you get some sleep now and let brother take care of your little problem."

"Nik, don't hurt him. Please it wasn't Stefan. I promise!"

"I won't touch him, luv." His voice is filled with a warmth reserved only for his baby sister. He is not happy but he won't betray her trust by harming what he is beginning to believe is the wrong brother. His face reveals nothing of what he intends to do, but out of all his family she means as much to him as his own life. So he can't do nothing.

"Bek, get some sleep," he says softly. "I need to do something."

She nods and watches as he gets up to leave. He closes the door behind him as goes to set his plan into motion. An image of a baby vampire with blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes comes to his mind as he leaves the house and gets into his car. Despite what he believes his sister is going through, he smiles as he starts his car and begins to drive across town.

TBC

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Chapter 3

Reflections or You Can't Hide From Yourself