Author's Note: Wow it's been a long time. I've had half of this chapter done for a month or so but never got round to finishing it. Here you go, if anyone still wants to read this.

Disclaimer: Still don't own The Vampire Diaries L

Chapter 7: Surprise

Ouch.

Another bruise to add to the collection that just seemed to not want to stop growing. That couldn't have been Stefan. Even he would feel slightly pitiful towards her in this situation… or she liked to think he would.

Gosh, she was thinking complete and utter rubbish. Of course it had to be Stefan. Silas was gone. Dead.

Stefan just clearly hadn't been in the right mood to make chitchat. Wait. Hadn't Stefan been planning to leave town? She was sure she recalled eavesdropping on one of his conversations about how he just wanted to get away from Elena. She couldn't blame him for wanting to get away from her. All she did was moan and moan. She especially despised the girl now.

Katherine had spent the rest of the morning searching the town centre and there was no luck of finding Bonnie. Being the stupid human version of herself she was starving for something to eat and decided to go to the Grill to grab a bite.

The Grill was pretty busy and Katherine decided that she'd just pretend to be Elena for now and hope she wasn't somewhere in the mix of people crowding around the bar. She sat down and put a hand to her head. The throbbing had returned and it was killing her. When was anyone going to cut her some slack and give her a break? They all knew what it was like to be human.

"Wow, you've got some guts to be coming in here."

Katherine lifted her head up slowly, preparing herself for another blow but was relieved when she was met with possibly the only human left in this town – Matt Donovan.

"Have I really become that bad at pretending to be her?"

Matt scoffed, "Awful."

He really did have pretty blue eyes. What? She couldn't help but notice them…

"Are you going to join the others? Please, feel free to take a good kick. Just avoid the face." She said, slightly tensing herself. She half expected he would just straight out smack her. Clearly, he had more manners than she had thought.

"Nah, not today at least."

Katherine smirked softly, "So, where's Rebekah?" She asked, "Last thing I heard you two were supposed to be going on some trip."

Matt shrugged softly, "We are, leave on Wednesday. Haven't seen her in a while actually." He said.

Katherine gave a soft sigh in relief. As long as Rebekah wasn't around she'd be safe. Rebekah had always hated her and now that she had taken (been forced actually) the cure that she had wanted to badly, she was going to want to rip her head off first chance she got. And she didn't doubt that she would.

"Tell her I said hi when you next see her – I'm sure she'll be thrilled to hear from me." She said sarcastically.

"Thrilled, I'm sure." He said. "Now, before I get in trouble for slow service, can I get you anything?"

After taking her order (which was rather big considering she hadn't ate anything in so long) Matt had returned back to the bar. Maybe that boy wasn't as bad as she thought.

The food didn't take long to arrive and it didn't take her long to eat it either. She was starving. She wasn't used to having to look after herself so much, normally she would just have to find a random human and drain as much as she wanted from them. Now she had to pay for food, worry about what it was she was eating… blah blah blah.

She raised her glass to her lips, taking a sip of her drink as she scanned around the place. There wasn't anyone she recognised in her sight, most likely because it was the summer and everyone had disappeared off on vacations. Gosh, she wished she could have a vacation. After she'd finished her drink she put down the empty glass, she left some cash on the table and left. She just wanted to get out of the town square, lie down for a while. From memory she recalled a nice bed and breakfast just outside of town – she'd go there. Then she could think about how to find that stupid witch. Her car was parked exactly where she had left it but her eyes widened as she looked at it in horror.

"You have got to be kidding me." She practically hissed, bending down by the car and inspecting the wheels of her vehicle. All of them were flat with slash marks across them. She inspected the tyres and it didn't take a genius to realise someone had done this on purpose. Someone had decided to make a bad day a whole lot worse. She stood up, running a hand through her hair as she tried to restrain herself from screaming out in anger.

"Go on, whoever you are." She shouted, looking around the empty streets, "Wherever you're hiding, come out and give me your worst." She continued. "Go on, don't hide."

Everything inside her was just wanting to come out now and she kicked at the ground in frustration, "Elena, if it's you, come and rip my heart out." She all but screamed, "Or is it Damon? Come and snap my neck, see if I care." Even if she wanted to stop she was sure she could because the words were coming up and she couldn't stop them. "Or is it Klaus, drain me of all my blood. At least it will be some what peaceful." Her heels clicked against the ground as she paced up the pavement, "O-Or if it's Elijah, come and break my heart some more. I think there's a little bit left to be shattered." The last sentence that came made her shut up and she put a hand over her mouth for a moment, realising what had just come out. Then the tears came again, her eyes watered up and a few slipped down across her skin. She had to stop crying, ever since she had become a human it was all that her body seemed capable of. Using the back of her hand, she wiped the tears of her flawless cheekbones before they had the chance to completely ruin her make up. She then opened up the car door to get her phone and call for a tow truck to take her to the bed and breakfast of Mrs Flowers. She just wanted to have some time on her own, some time to think about what she was going to do next. She dialled in the number and sat waiting for a while till someone finally picked up and told her that she would be assisted as soon as possible. Then, she waited.

She felt like she'd been waiting for hours and she was a little agitated and impatient when the tow truck arrived, shortly after starting on the way to the bed and breakfast.

"Rough day?" The plump man who was driving the truck asked.

Katherine scoffed slightly, "More like rough century."

It seemed that nothing could get any worse for her at the moment, everything that could possibly go wrong had gone wrong. Her life had well and truly fallen apart but to be honest it never had been perfect, had it? She'd spent her whole life on the run and as soon as got the chance to start over as a human she got herself straight back into a mess with Klaus, meaning she sort of was on the run again. Just this time, her run wasn't quite as easy or sneaky.

"That bad?" The man driving asked, keeping his eyes on the road but taking some interest in the girl sat next to him. Katherine took a slightly deep breath, she wanted to pour everything out to him but she couldn't – he'd think she was insane. So instead she replied, "My husband left me." She blatantly lied. The driver seemed slightly shocked by that fact.

"Little young aren't you?"

She ignored him and went on, "Left me on my own, without anything so that he could be with his family. He picked his family over me." She said, crossing her arms over her chest and staring out the front window. "What kind of guy does that?" She continued.

Why she was going on about her boy drama to this man, she had no idea. She wasn't exactly telling the truth anyway, Elijah was and never would be her husband.

"Plenty of fish in the sea, especially for a young lady like yourself." The driver finally stated, after having thought for a moment. The truck had now come to a stand still; pulled outside the familiar little bed and breakfast she had stayed in numerous times before.

"Thanks." She said, climbing out, "Maybe you're right."

Mrs Flowers was beyond pleased to see her and had been beaming from ear to ear as she had led her up to her room. It was the same one she usually found herself staying in and the sweet old dear helped her carry her few belongings up the stairs before handing her the key and making her way back down to the lobby. Katherine took the key and turned it in the lock, pushing the door open and making her way into the room. It had the sweet smell of lavender essence, with the crisp freshly made bed sheets – it was the find of place she wished she could stay forever. She walked to the bed and dropped her phone and jacket down, along with her bag, which she placed on the floor. Could she not just crawl under the covers and never come out again? That's all she really wanted to do. She was actually considering the idea when the door to her room slammed shut, causing her to jump out of her skin and turn around in a sharp circle.

It was a surprise that her jaw didn't drop to the floor or heart stop beating, as she looked across the room to the very familiar, handsome and well-dressed Elijah Mikaelson.

He was wearing a suit, as per usual, with his muscular arms folded over his chest as he looked back to her. Katherine couldn't quite believe he was there and she almost felt slightly embarrassed and shy for him to see her looking as she did; little shorts, top which probably had dirt or food on it, smudged make-up, messy hair and mainly her skin which was covered in bruises. She didn't know what to say or if she should even say anything. He was there and that was all that mattered. He had come. Her hands were shaking slightly, in fact she was pretty sure her whole body was shaking and she might just collapse any minute. For a moment she was almost considering that maybe he had come to only say some more goodbyes or to take her back to Klaus but a small smile tugged at the ends of his lips, reassuring her that he was there for one reason and one reason only. Her. Suddenly her urge to crawl under the sheets and not come out had disappeared and had been replaced with a new longing of wanting to throw herself onto the mattress and spend as long as she possibly could entwined with Elijah. She couldn't care less about being human, she wanted him and she wanted him now. With three strides across the room, she met him by the door and her lips immediately met against his – her arms wrapping around his neck as he wrapped his around her waist. Elijah was forever a gentleman but right now she was pretty sure that he wanted exactly what she did. Her lips parted from his after a moment and her eyes flickered to his before they both practically threw themselves onto the bed.