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Chapter Five:

Damon wasn't really sure what he was looking for. He had been to all the places in this town that he thought could be home to a pack of werewolves. After hiking in the hills and nearby woods for the last four hours he was really getting frustrated.

First he had been awakened this morning by his brother and Elena acting like a happy little couple in the kitchen, making breakfast. It had turned his stomach but not as much as he thought it should.

This of course annoyed him even more, because the reason it didn't bother him was because he couldn't stop thinking about the dreams he had had of a certain blonde original with the sexiest accent he had ever heard.

It wasn't because it was a guy that was invading his thoughts that annoyed him. After all he had had many friends over his hundred years or so who played for the same team.

Damon even admitted he had been curious but it just so happened that no man had ever caught his interest like Klaus did.

However he was slightly wary since this particular guy had killed, kidnapped and basically plagued the people in his life including himself for the last couple of months and Damon knew he shouldn't be feeling these things.

But then again it's not like he was doing anything wrong. So he was attracted to the Original? It's not like that meant anything was going to happen.

He was just starting to head back to town when he heard something a couple of miles away.

It sounded like a camp site; there was the sound of voices, laughter and the clinking of utensils and the unmistakable crackle of fire.

Out of curiosity Damon started to walk towards the sound. He strained his ears to try and hear how many there were.

As he drew nearer that's when the smell of wolf hit him.

"Bingo" Damon sighed to himself in relief. It looked like this day wasn't a complete waste after all.

He stayed down wind as he moved closer staying in the shadows of the trees so as not to be detected.

Taking a chance and hoping that werewolves in their human forms sense of smell was just as useless as a normal person he moved closer until he could watch the people milling around the campsite more closely.

What he saw was a little bit of a surprise.

Not only did the men and woman stink of werewolf but they're campsite consisted of heavy metal trailers that looked like they could survive a few tough beatings.

There were stalks of vervain bunched up together in a pile a little beyond the spot where a camp fire was set up.

A few of the men and women were sitting around it with weapons at their side.

Ok that's not good thought Damon has he started to back up.

He was tempted to just kill the group but since there wouldn't be a full moon for another two weeks he decided it might be better to come back later tonight create a little havoc, ask some questions and get a few answers.

OOOO

Klaus awoke to the two bright sun glaring through his window and the annoying shadow of his older brother Elijah projecting over him.

"Rise and shine dear brother" said Elijah bestowing an evil grin on his younger sibling.

"Ugh there had better be a good reason for waking me Elijah" returned Klaus as he got out of bed reluctantly and made his way to his closet.

Elijah was as always dressed impeccably in a very fashionable black suit and white shirt that had two buttons open at the top instead of a tie. It was his way of looking casual.

If it was one thing no one in history had ever been able to do, it was too criticize one of the Mikaelson's on their sense of fashion.

However, although Elijah preferred the more noble business man look, Klaus wore whatever he thought was comfortable and worked well together.

Today he decided on jeans, a cream sweater and a necklace since he liked the way it looked but also because Damon's eyes always seemed to linger on any piece of jewellery he wore to cover up for where he was really looking.

He was smiling to himself as he thought of the younger vampire while he dressed. Elijah studied his nails as he began to explain why he was here so early.

"Rebecca filled me in on the little instant last night and I saw the remains for myself this morning. I had it cleaned by the way brother since you did not see fit too".

Klaus tried not to flinch at his brothers disapproving tone. After all he knew it looked highly uncouth to leave such a scene for any and all to walk in on but he had been too distracted last night forming plots and schemes.

Elijah went on saving Klaus of having to explain why he hadn't had his people clean up, to which he was grateful.

"Is there something you'd like to tell me?" asked Elijah looking up as Klaus turned around pulling his top on over his head.

"We were attacked last night by a pack of werewolves. I have a feeling they're either the ones left or the friends of the packs I travelled around the country collecting" said Klaus as he headed for the stairs knowing Elijah would follow.

He headed into the kitchen since he was hungry and guessed Elijah probably hadn't stopped for breakfast this morning either.

"Seems most likely but what do you mean "we"?" asked Elijah for once sounding curious.

"The Salvator brother and I" said Klaus. He always enjoyed it when he knew something his brother didn't or when he could engage his curiosity.

"Stefan?"Asked Elijah thinking he already knew the answer.

"No, Damon. He was here last night when it happened and he helped with the packs downfall" smirked Klaus as he poured himself and his brother a glass of blood.

"Well" said Elijah his face completely void of expression.

Klaus knew he did this so no one could read what he was feeling from his expression but after a thousand years tricks like that did not play out well between them.

"Come on brother I know you have an opinion on the matter" said Klaus exasperated "You might as well share it".

"It's nothing dear brother I just wonder at Damon's intentions. Obviously if it were anyone else I would assume it a move for social purposes. To get on your good side or to get something from you" said Elijah walking over to the large glass doors that led out to manners grounds.

Klaus hadn't left anything out while renovating and they, like the house were in immaculate condition.

"But..." said Klaus leaning against the marble counter, he tried to sound bored and uninterested but he had to admit to being a little curious to what his brother thought of the situation as well.

"Well I think we've both know the older Salvator brother long enough to know his dislike for subtlety. Yes, he can wield it when he wants to or has to, but with you? No he wouldn't have bothered and if he had orchestrated the situation he would have made his demands already. He's intelligent" said Elijah turning now to face his brother.

"I think brother, Damon might indeed want something from you" continued Elijah now smiling slightly "but so far it looks unconscious "he finished vaguely.

Looking like he knew something Klaus did not, Elijah didn't elaborate on his explanation.

Klaus smiled back feeling triumphant inside. Although he wasn't going to admit to his brother the plans he had for Damon and himself just yet, it felt good having his suspicions confirmed.

Last night wasn't some absurd scheme or trick on Damon's behalf.

"Although" said Elijah retrieving Klaus from his own thoughts. "This means you do indeed have an angry werewolf pack hunting you down".

"Let them try" said Klaus who let his eyes shift to amber and his fangs protrude out ever so slightly.

Elijah shook his head but he was smiling.

"I have to go but let me know if you need any assistance brother although I'm sure you won't be lacking in that department" said Elijah has he walked towards the door, smiling as he went.

Klaus was surprised by his brothers' offer and for the first time in a long while, found himself not knowing how to respond so instead, he allowed his brother to go.

Shaking his head he went to grab his keys from the hall table. He felt like a drink and knew just the place to get it at this time of the morning.

OOOO

Damon jumped out of his car and ignored the looks sent his way from the high school girls grouped around the Grills entrance.

Although he was seriously starting to feel the hunger pangs for blood he reasoned that finding Klaus first was more important.

His idiotic subconscious kept asking him why it was so imperative and why he was even helping the bad ass Original in the first place. However Damon over the centuries had become quiet adept at ignoring it.

Slowing his pace so he could stroll into the Grill and so as to look as casual as possible he let his eyes move lazily around the room looking for Mr tall dark and immortal hybrid. He really hoped he'd be here since he hadn't been at his house (Damon checked) and he really wasn't sure where else to look.

He quickly spotted him at the bar and happily noticed that the seat next to him was empty.

Sliding onto it gracefully he ordered himself a glass of bourbon.

"Well well look what the cat dragged in" said Klaus his wonderful accent rolling over Damon in a way that made the younger vampire feel both warm and excited.

"Oh honey I've been called worst" said Damon laughing at the reminder of one of the first times they had met in a bar many months back in Chicago.

"So Damon what do I owe the pleasure?" asked Klaus taking a sip of his own drink.

"Well I just so happen to know something the big bad Original doesn't" said Damon enjoying being able to tease the older vampire.

"Oh and what's that?" asked Klaus sounding amused but also curious.

"Well, let's just say when I say I'm going to do something I do it" said Damon compelling the bartender to leave the bottle on the counter for him before allowing him to toddle of to the other customers.

"Turns out Mystic Falls, has indeed developed a nasty little werewolf infestation" he said tsking and shaking his head in mock outrage.

If he were being honest he really didn't feel so cavalier about the situation but it was in his nature to be sarcastic whenever he could.

"Oh do tell" said Klaus not sounding at all surprised about Damon's little discovery.

Damon proceeded to inform him of what he had seen, emphasizing the weapons and numbers.

"So I'm planning on going up there tonight to get some answers" finished Damon a little disappointed Klaus wasn't more concerned by the danger as he was.

This pack, were obviously intending to try and do Klaus some damage and he wasn't at all worried.

Damon however, was.

Sure, the man couldn't be killed but it's not like he should allow harm to come to him anyway.

However Klaus suddenly looked outraged.

"You're going up there by yourself?"

"Yes" said Damon raising an eyebrow in question at the Originals annoyed tone of voice.

He didn't see what was wrong with the idea.

"Like hell, I'm going with you."

"But…" Damon tried to interject confused.

"No! It's settled we'll leave the minute the sun sets."

Damon had no idea why Klaus was so determined to accompany him. It's not like he couldn't handle himself. Perhaps he thought Damon couldn't be trusted.

When he said as much Klaus laughed out loud.

"Damon, what happens if even one of them scratches you?" he asked speaking to Damon as if he were a small child.

Damon frowned. "You know what would happen. I'd be as good as dead."

"Exactly I'm going with you" said Klaus before he ordered another drink.

A/N: Ok I'm so sorry it's been so long since I've updated, but really there has been a lot going on=(

Anyway I hope people are still interested and would like to read more of this story!