Authors note: I'm so glad people like reading this, as much as I love writing it. This chapter's longer and hopefully a bit more interesting. Elijah's backkk… Oh and also, I'm going to be posting a few one shots soon. I've got a Delena one I'm working on and a Klaroline one might follow shortly after. Happy reading, thank you for all the lovely reviews.

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Chapter 3: The Reunion

The bundle of curled brown hair had been out for hours. Her body felt limp and even weaker than it had been before; it even seemed like an effort to open her eyes. One eye fluttered open slightly, inspecting the room that she now found herself in. Once she had secured the fact that she was alone, the other eye slowly fluttered open from under her thick black lashes. She was a little behind on the last thing she remembered and her eyes widened as she looked down at herself. Her wrists were bound down to the chair as well as her legs and there was a sharp pain in her arm. A needle. Her eyes followed the needle down to a long tube that went up to a blood bag, which was currently slowly filling with blood that was coming from her body.

"No."

Katherine struggled with the tight ropes that kept her bound and tried to pull her way free. Even the chair was secured to the ground so that she couldn't try and move that. It was in that moment that her memory of Klaus and the bar came back to her and she struggled even more and more frantically.

"No, please, no, no, no…"

The more she moved the more it hurt and the more the loss of blood caught up with her. She felt exhausted and flopped slightly, realising there was no point in trying. She was going to die.

Death didn't seem like a bad option at that moment. It sounded a whole lot better than living as a human for the rest of her days and having the Gilbert watch her slowly age towards death. She recalled earlier having wished herself dead, maybe that really was the best option to take. It would mean escaping from every downfall of a human life, running from Klaus and thinking of Elijah. Katherine Pierce wanted to die.

Her eyes flickered closed again just as the doors opened and Klaus, as though he had been waiting for his queue, walked straight in and towards her.

"Wakey, wakey little doppelgänger." He teased, though perfectly aware she was already awake.

Katherine opened her eyes, "Can't you even leave a girl to die in peace?"

Klaus's all too familiar grin spread across his face,

"You're not going to die," He replied, looking down and meeting her doe eyes. Katherine perked up slightly, more curious than caring.

"Then what are you gonna do with me?" She questioned, worried for the answer.

Klaus crouched down, eye level with Katherine, "Katerina, I want you to suffer every minute of your feeble human life helping me to create my hybrids." At which point he ripped the needle out of her arm forcefully, causing her to scream out in pain, and took the blood bag that was now full. He left straight after, leaving her alone again.

So this was how it was going to be. Letting Klaus take her blood, use it and then come back for more? Death really did sound ideal now. Did Elijah approve of this? Did he even know that she was here, being tortured by his brother? She didn't want to think of Elijah but it was all that her brain was telling her to think about. His chivalrous ways, beautiful bone structure, perfectly chiselled body and his true compassion. Katherine was weak in her body form but weak in emotion. She felt alone and betrayed. Hadn't Elijah told her that his family needed him more than she did? Oh, how things had changed. She didn't just want him anymore, she needed him. Nothing in her life had ever gone well but at least she had had the option to shut it off if she pleased as a vampire. Now she felt like everything bad that she had avoided thinking about for centuries was hitting her all at once. Her family's death, not being able to hold her child even once, her constant run from Klaus, her refusal for love from Stefan and the most recent hurt, Elijah.

The tears started to form and well in her eyes. For the second time she was crying, the thing she hated to do so much. The tears fell fast and in the loads. She was positive her makeup had run all down her face but she couldn't even wipe the tears that were trickling down her face away with her hands bound back. Stop it Katherine – She thought – You're not weak. But more tears continued to fall and at the worst time possible in came the person she had least wanted to see her like this.

Elijah Mikaelson was stood in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest with his brow furrowed as he looked to Katherine.

"Katerina…"

Even though she didn't want him to see her like this, she couldn't stop and the tears kept falling, running down her face. Over five centuries worth of hurt, sadness and anything else worth crying about had hit her all at once. She bowed her head down, her long locks falling over her face as though her hiding was going to make any difference what so ever. She felt a comforting hand on her arm but she didn't stop or move.

"Katerina, I'm here." He tried again, she sensed him crouching down just as Klaus had down not all that long ago. If Katherine could have pushed him away she would have but all she could do was try and shake her arm free of his grasp.

"Go, Elijah." She stuttered, her head still tilted down to hide her tears from him. His hand released from her arm but only moved to her chin, from where he tilted her head back up so that she was meeting his eyes. Her body was so limp he could have moved anything and she couldn't have objected. Her eyes were welling with more tears that she was trying so hard to stop from falling as she looked to him.

"Katerina, I'm here…" He repeated.

The tears she had been holding in escaped her eyes and fell down her face just like the others had. This time, Elijah's hand brushed across her cheek gently wiping away the tears. There weren't any words that she had to say in that moment and she couldn't move at all but words or actions didn't really seem important in that moment. Because in that moment she felt something strongly in her slowly beating human heart – Love. Cheesy possibly but it was a good feeling; one she couldn't remember feeling so strongly before. His hand brushed over her wrists, untying the thick knots before bending down to untie the ones around her legs. Everything felt stiff even after she was free and she winced as she moved her arms away from the armrests of the chair. Being the usual stubborn and independent Katherine Pierce, she attempted to stand up on her own – only to stumble and be caught by his arms.

He helped her back onto the chair, "Why don't you sit and tell me everything that happened."

And so she sat, her tears a little more under control now, though her face still stained with tears.

"The Bennet witch promised me immortality like Silas if I gave her the tomb stone." She started to explain. "She said she could talk to Qetsiyah and I'd finally not ever have to run from Klaus again. I fell for it. I believed the stupid witch could do it, that I could stop having to hide in fear of death." There was anger in her tone and she couldn't look Elijah in the eyes as she spoke. "I went to kill Elena to get back at Bonnie." She said, "And as I was about to rip her heart out, she shoved the cure in my mouth and forced it down my throat." She finished.

Elijah seemed to have nothing to say, Katherine had plenty more. "And now I'm here, waiting for Klaus to kill me or for you to leave again. I'm stuck this way unless I can get a witch to help me." She continued to ramble, "And I can't stop crying, I feel like I'm turning into Elena and I would rather be dead than like that arrogant Gilber-" her words were finally cut off by the soft pressure of Elijah's lips against her own. Now that was a lovely way to be told to shut up. Her eyes closed over softly as her lips stayed against his, something she had been longing for for so long. A limp hand raised to gently brush down the side of his face, a moment like this wouldn't have been anywhere near as special as an immortal – she could feel everything running through her, she felt things that she didn't usually. She wanted more but knew he wouldn't give it to her. His lips parted from hers much sooner than she would have liked and he looked down to her.

"Does it look like I'm going to let Klaus kill you?" He asked, though the answer was clear. She almost wanted to smile and burst into more tears, luckily she didn't, because someone cared about her. There was to high of a number of vampires and humans that wanted her dead, someone who didn't want her dead was a feeling that she hadn't felt in a while either.

"Klaus won't let you stop him Elijah, he wants me for his Hybrids, he wants to see me suffer, he wants-"

The brunette was cut off yet again by his lips meeting hers. She really needed to ramble more often if this is what she was rewarded with.

"My brother has more to worry about, you may even be of use to him in other ways." Elijah said, his hand placing softly over her own which was somehow shaking.

"What other ways?" Katherine questioned, her brow furrowing as she looked up to him.

Elijah offered his hand to help her up, "How about I tell you on a walk down Bourbon Street?"

Katherine felt a little better now, even though losing a few litres of blood made a girl feel a bit dizzy and unsteady. Her heels weren't helping but there was no way she was taking them of. Katherine without heels? Ha. Bourbon Street was just how she remembered it, loud and busy. The last time she had been here, she had been visiting Jane-Anne and enjoying a bit of the nightlife whilst she had the chance. As they walked along on the side of the sidewalk that was clear of people, Katherine couldn't help but take note of how perfect Elijah looked in the midday sunlight. She must have looked stupid, staring at him almost in awe. His head was facing forward though, hands in his pockets as he walked side by side with the heeled beauty.

"Once Klaus got your note he came almost straight away." He said, almost making her jump. They hadn't said a word to each other since they had left the Mikaelson house. "You know how Klaus is, looking for power and taking out those who come into his way."

Katherine nodded, oh boy did she know Klaus. Always striving to be on top.

"I'd been following him for a while, found out about the witches before he did." He explained, briefly glancing over to her. "He was in for a shock when he found out that Hayley was carrying his child."

This time she scoffed, "Papa Klaus…" She muttered, more to herself. Poor kid, she thought. Of course she had heard the basic outline of what had happened in the New Orleans from when he had said he was leaving but still wasn't completely sure what Elijah had been picking over her.

"The witches threatened to kill Hayley and the child unless Klaus would help them bring an end to Marcel's rein and restrictions over the witches."

She stopped him before he continued, "Marcel?" She asked, though she had visited the town and heard of him she had never met him in person.

"Marcel was once sired to Klaus, he taught him everything he knows and now he's using it to make himself more powerful than Klaus himself." Katherine nodded, waiting for him to continue. "He restricts the witches from using magic and kills those that do." Elijah was looking forward again. "And that's where Klaus comes into play, he needs to fix what he started. Get rid of Marcel."

Now that Katherine was up to speed on everything, she realised the chance of the witch helping her was even slimmer. Firstly, she would hate her guts even more for ratting her sister out and want to see her suffer too. Secondly, she had bigger problems to deal with than herself and finally, she wasn't able to use magic – now she wanted Marcel gone as much as they did.

"Where's the witch, Sophie?" Katherine asked, stopping to one side of the sidewalk, causing Elijah to stop with her.

"What do you want with the witch?" Elijah replied, his eyebrows raised slightly, as he looked down to the clearly desperate brunette.

"It doesn't matter, it's a long story." She quickly responded, "All that matters is that I can fix this, I can get back to a vampire."

Elijah looked away from her, his face turning from curious to stern as he started to walk away again.

"Elijah, stop." Katherine snapped, her hand on his arm to pull him back even though it wasn't any good. "I can be a vampire again and be with you…"

Elijah turned towards her again, his eyes meeting hers in a different sense than they had before.

"My Katerina isn't there anymore, is she?"

Katherine frowned, her hand gently brushing down his face as she tried to take control of the conversation again. He moved her hand away from his face.

"Elijah, I'm here…" She said, "Katherine Pierce or Katerina Petrova, I'm here."

This situation seemed all too familiar to her, he was going to leave her again – with a kiss on the forehead.

"Katherine Pierce is here," He stated, looking down to her. "My Katerina is not."

He started moving again and wouldn't stop even when she tried to drag him back.

"Elijah, please don't… I told you, I care about you." She said, feeling the urge to cry but containing it. "I need you."

But the well-dressed and handsome figure walked away non-the-less and left her for the second time.

Now the girl that had been crying was gone, the glimpses of Katerina that had shown were beyond gone and Katherine Pierce was in full flow. Full flow of anger. Though she didn't know exactly where she could find the witch she started where she had first met Jane-Anne, at the bar she worked at. The familiar prowl walk turned heads and she gave a smirk as she walked up towards the bar. Even though she couldn't shut her emotions off as a human, damn she was going to try. There was no one at the bar and instead of waiting, the vampire version of herself kicked in and she walked right around the back of the bar and out to the back right into a gathering of Hayley and Sophie.

"Ah, just who I wanted to see."

There was one benefit of the witches not being able to use their magic – they couldn't hurt her. So, this was a human girl who'd just been broken up with for the second time, against a witch without powers and a hybrid who wasn't allowed to kill her without being killed by Klaus. Even though she was outnumbered she was fairly confident that with the anger she felt she could take them both down even as a human.

"Sophie, just the witch I needed." And she pushed the door closed that lead back into the bar and approached the witch.

"Don't touch her Katherine, if I bite you you'll be dead within the next twenty-four hours."

Now Katherine felt slightly smug and being human was almost worth it to turn to Hayley and say,

"Oh, to bad I'm human."

Now both of the two girls stood up and turned to face Katherine.

"The cure… You took the cure." Hayley said, looking to her in disbelief.

Katherine rolled her eyes, walking around the small outside area. "Do I really have to explain this again? The Gilbert forced it down my throat when I tried to kill her… blah blah blah."

Yes, she was in a really bad mood thanks to Elijah.

"Why are you here, Klaus'll just use you to make hybrids. Stupid move don't you think?"

Katherine shrugged, it really was stupid now that she didn't have Elijah. "As long as Klaus can have my blood I'm fine, he won't kill me if he wants to make an army of hybrids." She replied, "Oh, congratulations on the baby by the way. Make sure I get an invitation to the baby shower."

The hybrid girl stepped forward but Sophie pushed her back.

"Klaus will kill us both if you kill her."

Katherine smirked, "Yep, I'm untouchable." She walked towards the witch and gave her a shove that let her fall backwards – not from strength but more surprise. "But you're not."

How the pair got into a full on girl fight is a bit of a mystery, considering Hayley was stood right there meaning she could easily break them apart."

Katherine was currently pinning the witch down, "You're going to help me or I'll kill you."

Then she was on the bottom of the situation. "I'd rather die than help the girl who's responsible for my sisters death." She hissed. Man, being a vampire would really come in useful right now. Katherine pushed her way up and the pair started to fight on their feet. Mainly hits, kicks and pulling of hair – quite petty and teenage schoolgirl like.

"I didn't kill your sister, I led Klaus here to get my freedom. If you think about it, I was really doing you a favour."

Then Katherine got a nasty surprise of a hard slap across her face as she tumbled back.

"The little bitch…"

She kicked Sophie in the shin and she fell down, both back to rolling and kicking on the floor until the hybrid finally stepped in.

"That's enough." She snapped, helping Sophie back to her feet. "If she needs help, she'd going to have to earn it."

Katherine held a hand to her face from where she had been slapped and got back to her feet.

"If I hadn't of sent Klaus here you would still be under the control of Marcel, with him here you have the start of a solution. Isn't that earning it enough?"

Sophie glared at the vampire, "What do you even want?"

"A spell." Katherine said, walking around slowly. "A spell to turn me back into a vampire. A witch told me you might be able to help.