If Katherine Peirce was anything, she was a good liar. A good liar that wanted nothing more than her freedom so that she could see a certain Salvatore again. She hinged her fingers around Klaus's belt loops and pulled him into his bedroom. Pushing him down on his bed, she began to unbutton his shirt and kiss down his collar.

"I beg your pardon, love, but what the hell do you think you're doing?"

"I want you Klaus…play with me." She said with a sickly sweet tone, her eyes wide and childlike. Klaus stared at her, shocked that after 500 years of chasing her, she was flinging herself at him. He pulled her close to his face by her curly locks.

"Finally tired of running, Katerina? Decide to give in to just being my little sex kitten instead of a scared little prisoner?" Katherine grabbed his crotch with her left hand and gave it a big squeeze. He groaned loudly, having not been touched anywhere near there in 900 years.

"Klaus...I'm tired of pretending that I'm not in love with you." She cooed to him, practically purring under his touch. He grinned.

"Ah this isn't love, Darling. This is compulsion." Katherine smirked inwardly at the sad look beneath Klaus's eyes. This was going exactly the way she'd planned.

"It's real for me Klaus…I just wish you didn't feel the need to compel me. Then you'd know." She said with tears in her eyes. He smiled at her and looked deep into her eyes.

"Katerina…you are free from my compulsion." Katherine smiled and leaned down, kissing him hotly and running from the room in a flash.

"Stefan here I come." She called out with a laugh, knocking on the boarding house door as giddy as a ten year old girl.

It had been a few weeks since their first date and Elena had officially moved in with Damon and Stefan. Since Jeremy was in Denver and Jenna was dead, there was nothing left in that house for her but bad memories. She and Damon were sharing his bedroom now, considering they'd been together about a month now and they'd been in love for over a year before that. They were snuggled into each other, Damon's arms wrapped securely around her and they both seemed to be sleeping soundly. Katherine just couldn't help herself. She walked over to Damon's side of the bed and caressed his face.

"Damon…my little boy toy, wake up." She leaned down to kiss him but she soon found herself against the wall of his bedroom with a handprint across her cheek.

"Ouch, you dick." She mumbled angrily. He sat up, careful not to wake Elena and growled.

"What the hell are you doing here, Katherine? I thought you were under Klaus's compulsion." She smirked.

"I was…but let's just say that I can be very persuasive." She said, her voice filled with seduction. Elena sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"You're such a slut." Damon kissed the top of her head and chuckled.

"That's my girl." Katherine glared at them, but before she could come up with a snarky come back, Elena bolted to the bathroom. Katherine cocked her head to the side at the vomiting sound they both heard echoing into the room.

"Since when do vampires get the flu?" Damon ignored her and ran to the bathroom, holding Elena's hair back for her.

"Princess…you okay?" He had the most worried look on his face that had probably been there in all his life. She'd thrown up what looked like an entire liter of blood. Elena turned around with tears in her eyes.

"D-Damon…what's wrong with me?" He pulled her into him and ran his fingers through her hair as she softly began to cry.

"Shhh, take my blood. You'll feel better, sweetheart." He said soothingly, gently pressing his wrist to her lips. Then he felt Stefan's presence behind him.

"What's wrong with her?" Damon turned to glare at him while continuing to run his fingers in Elena's hair with his free hand.

"Don't pretend to care, Stef. Why don't you take your pity to Katherine? I'm sure she'll eat that up." He spat, quickly turning his attention back to his girlfriend. He heard Katherine call to Stefan in a disgusting little voice and Stefan finally left the room.

"Elena, I think you need to go back to bed. I'm going to call Adriana and see if she can figure out what's wrong." Elena nodded and Damon picked her up, carrying her back to their bed and covering her up.

Adriana never picked up her cell, and Damon was too worried to leave Elena's side, so he spent an awful night of Elena throwing up and Katherine taunting both of them by having extremely loud sex with Stefan. By about 3:30 Elena had fallen asleep and stayed asleep, although Damon spent the rest of the night watching her carefully. The alarm clock went off at 6 as usual and Elena got up to get dressed, despite Damon's protest.

"Elena…you spent yesterday vomiting blood all over my damn bathroom, you aren't going to school." She sighed and gently placed her hand on the side of his face in an attempt to sooth him.

"I'm going to be fine, Damon. I feel a lot better, and at school I have a chance to find Adriana…I'll be okay. I'm a vampire now; I don't need a baby sitter anymore." He rolled his eyes at her.

"This isn't about your protection for once, Elena. There is no big bad vampire or hybrid I'm trying to save you from. So don't act like that's what I'm doing. You are sick! I don't know how and I don't know why, but you're sick and you need to rest. God, out of all the things to be magnified by your vampirism it just had to be your stubbornness." He ranted. He turned in her direction to apologize, realizing that he'd probably hurt her feelings, but it was too late. She'd already ran from the house as fast as she could.

Tears framed her face as she stalked into the school building. Caroline was the first to approach her.

"What's wrong, Elena?" She shook her head.

"Nothing, Care, Damon was being an ass this morning that's all. Do you have any idea where Bonnie and Adriana are?" Caroline still looked worried but she shrugged it off and smiled.

"They're in Mr. Saltzman's class room already." Elena thanked her and headed as quickly as possible in human speed to Alaric's classroom, hoping to talk to them before the bell rang. She was glad to see Adriana sitting beside Bonnie that morning. It had made Damon really happy that she moved here to be with her sister, he trusted her over Bonnie.

"I need your help." She blurted out, causing both of their foreheads to crease with worry. She explained the vomiting situation as best she could and got much different reactions out of the two sisters. Bonnie freaked out.

"What the hell have you been letting Damon do to you Elena? That isn't normal; vampires don't get sick and they usually only vomit blood if they ingest vervain or get bitten by a werewolf. Do you think he slipped you werewolf venom?" Elena couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"How dare you! As angry as I am at him right now, Damon would die before he'd hurt me." She yelled, causing Bonnie to flinch. Adriana just laughed at both of them.

"Would the two of you calm down? You're fine, Elena. Trust me. Damon did something to you alright, but nothing to hurt you." Elena wanted to demand an explanation, but the bell rang and class started before she got the opportunity. They sat in mostly silence and took notes on the war of 1812. It wasn't until half way through the class that the nausea from the previous day hit her like a title wave. She gagged loudly and the entire class turned to look at her as she fled to the nearest rest room. Adriana raised her hand.

"Mr. Saltzman, may I go check on Elena?" Quite worried himself, Alaric nodded. By the time Adriana got there Elena had already spewed blood all over the place. She was trying desperately to clean it up with some paper towels. Adriana grabbed some too and they wiped everything down, Elena curling up in the floor after they finished.

"Let me show you something." Adriana finally said, breaking the long silence.

"It's way too early for you to feel it now, but with the help of my magic I can show you. Put your hands on your stomach." Elena gave her a funny look but did as she was told. Adriana placed her hands on top of Elena's and mumbled a few words. It was then that she felt it…a tiny heartbeat was pulsing threw her stomach. As soon as Adriana's hands left Elena's the heartbeat left as well, but it was a feeling that Elena wouldn't soon be forgetting.

"You're pregnant, Elena." A small smile crept onto her face.

"Cover for me…I need to be with my boyfriend right now." Adriana nodded and Elena left as fast as she could. When she got home she found Katherine in nothing but a bra and the skimpiest panties she'd ever seen.

"You're home early…unfortunately." She sneered. Elena ignored her, needing desperately to see Damon. She found him in front of the fireplace downing scotch. He sighed when he heard her walk in, not really in the mood to put up with any scolding he was sure she was going to give him. All the heightened vampire emotions mixed with the added hormones she had hit her hard and she burst into tears.

"Do you hate me, Damon?" She cried. His heart melted and he got up, wrapping her gently in his arms.

"I could never hate you. I just wish you'd let me take care of you properly. I didn't mean what I said this morning…I mean, well…I did, but it's okay. You have plenty of better qualities that override that." He said with a grin, kissing her softly as an apology.

"Why are you home so early? Did you really feel that guilty?" He asked in disbelief. She shook her head.

"I have something to tell you. I talked to Adriana this morning and she knew exactly what was wrong with me." He seemed relieved.

"What is it?" She smiled widely at him, hoping he'd feel the same joy that was itching to burst out of her.

"Damon…I'm pregnant."