All right so this is the final chapter of season two :(. I'm starting season three soon so I apologize if there is a small delay after this chapter, but I hope you enjoy this.

Disclaimer: All I own is Abigail.

You could practically feel the gloom in the air. The sadness, the pain ran throughout the entire house. Jenna's room remained untouched by the rest of us because we didn't want it to seem like she was really dead. It seemed like all of us would wake up, and realize that this was all a dream.

Elijah had told me the day before that he didn't want me near Klaus in fear that he would bite me before he turned back to normal. So I had come home to see that Elena and Jeremy were already fast asleep. I looked into Elena's room and I could see the dried tear streaks on her cheeks. I gently shut the door and walked over to Jeremy's room where he too was peacefully resting. I'm pretty sure that this is the first time in a long time they've actually gotten a full night's sleep. Once I shut Jeremy's door I walked over to Jenna's room and just stared at the untouched items. Her coffee mug was still on her dresser from the previous day and her bed was still made to perfection like always. Before I would breakdown I shut the door to her room. It was my fault that Jenna died. I shouldn't have let her leave the house like that. I should've been able to stop Klaus from turning her into a vampire, and I should've been strong enough to convince Klaus to kill me instead of her.

It was my fault.

"It'll get easier," I heard someone say from behind. I turned my head and saw Damon standing there with a look of sorrow and longing on his face. I wiped my eyes and tried to say something, but it only came out as a sob.

"What do you want Damon?" I asked him trying to get my tears to stop falling from my face. I couldn't miss the absolute longing for forgiveness in his voice.

"I wanted to apologize; I should've never fed you my blood. Now you're a vampire," he whispered softly. I shook my head and was about to walk away from him when his arm reached out and wrapped around my own. "Please, Abby feeding you my blood was wrong. I know that it was your choice."

"Yes you were wrong," I said gently, "but then I probably wouldn't be alive Damon, and I would be dead. At least one thing was good right?" I tried to make it a joke, but I could tell that I was failing miserably.

"And I know that I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I need it," he pleaded to me. This was odd, Damon never begged for anything. Not even in his dying breath did I think that Damon Salvatore would be begging. He would just make some smart ass comment and take death with a smile. Why he needed my forgiveness was a mystery, but I still shook my head and walked over to him. I wrapped my arms around his torso and hugged him gently. Damon returned my gesture and rested his head on top of mine.

"I forgive you Damon," I whispered into his chest. He placed a small kiss on my forehead and smiled gratefully at me.

"Thank you Abby," I nodded my head and left the house.

xXx

"Elijah? Where are you?" I called walking along the forest. I had gotten a text from Elijah saying that Klaus was now back in his god forsaken form and that it would be safe for me to come now. Finally I spotted the familiar fancy suit jacket and an evil idea came into my mind. Trying to be as quiet as I could I sneak up to Elijah before running straight at him? Unfortunately for me Elijah is still at least a good thousand years older than me so he had enough time to turn around, catch me, and pin me to the tree.

I decided that I hated his smirk.

"Dammit," I breathed out banging my head against the tree. Damn bastard chuckled at me.

"Don't worry my love, give it a few centuries and you just might be able to surprise me," he said kissing me softly. I sighed and kissed him back. A few centuries? Could I handle that?

"How's Klaus?" I asked looking at him from behind Elijah. My eyes widened upon seeing him without clothing. "Really?" I shrieked hiding my head in Elijah's shirt.

"What?" He asked but I could hear the amusement in his voice. Damn Original bastard.

"You could've warned me that he was indecent," I shrieked again.

"What's with all the yelling?" Klaus groaned sitting up from the ground and looking around at his surroundings. Elijah took a few clothes that he had in his hands and tossed them to him. I, however, got the pleasure of chucking the shoes at his head. "Ow," he complained looking at me with a small smile on his face. "That hurt, love."

Elijah growled at him. "You've been busy, and don't talk to Abby like that."

"That was amazing," Klaus said in awe getting up and starting to get dressed. Elijah took his hands and pressed them over my eyes. I sighed dramatically and leaned into his touch.

"Is this necessary?" I whispered to him touching his hand with mine.

"Yes," he whispered back.

Some leave ruffled and I knew that Klaus was jumping around to put his clothes on. "How long has it been?" he asked us.

"Almost two days," Elijah responded, "The full moon came and went, and yet you still remained a wolf."

"So the bastard can change at will, very useful," I rolled my eyes as I removed Elijah's from my eyes. Elijah had a small glint of amusement in his own dark eyes while Klaus had annoyance covered in his sky blue eyes.

"I remember every single kill," Klaus said smirking at the both of us.

"Yes I've been cleaning up your messes along the way," Elijah muttered clearly annoyed by just talking with his brother.

"Just like old times, brother," Klaus smirked, "Only this time we have the beautiful Abigail to keep us company," Elijah growled and brought me closer to him which only caused Klaus's smirk to deepen. Have I ever said that he was a bastard?

"Well your funs over," Elijah said bending down to grab the boots that I had thrown at him earlier, and handed them to Klaus, "I believe we have a bargain."

"That's right," Klaus told him as he bent down to pick up his coat. To anyone it would've sounded like Klaus forgot about their deal, but I knew he didn't. It's the only reason he's alive after all. "Now what was it again? Oh yeah, wait, I remember you wanted to be reunited with our family."

"You gave him your word Niklaus," I snarled using his full name. Klaus frowned at me when I said it, but I didn't regret it.

"What kind of brother would break his bond, even if he did try to kill me," Klaus said looking back at Elijah.

"I could have, but I didn't," Elijah said refusing to look my way. He must think that I would be a little bit mad at him for not killing Klaus, but I understood. As awful as it was Klaus was Elijah's family, and he would never hurt his family.

"Now no one can, not even you," he muttered turning around so that they were having a very intense stare down. It was like watching a competition to see who would back down first. "Don't worry brother, all is forgiven." I scoffed at him.

"Where's his family?" I asked walking down so that we were all facing each other in a triangle type of stance.

"You both need to lighten up," Klaus said patting both of our right shoulders, "I'll take you to them soon enough." Elijah and I could only watch as Klaus walked away.

"I have a bad feeling about this Elijah," I said to him. His arm wrapped around my waste and pulled me close to him. "I don't trust him."

"Me either," he said as we followed Klaus.

Quick Stefan pov

"Come on pick up…pick up," I muttered into the phone. I was begging for her to pick up the phone. If there was anyone that could know anything about a werewolf bites it was her.

"Hello?" she muttered over the phone. "Stefan? What's up?"

"I need your help, do you know anything about werewolf bites?" I asked her.

"That depends on your reason," she responded. There was some static on her side and a few curses. "Dammit Elijah don't do that," I heard Abby giggle.

"Damon was bitten," I said. There was a moment of silence on the other side before she responded to the bomb that I just dropped on her.

"What?" She whispered softly.

"A few nights ago when Damon rescued Caroline and Tyler, Tyler changed before they got him chained up and Damon got bitten," I explained sitting down and picking up Damon's old scotch glass. "Please if you or Elijah knows anything about a cure I would be forever in your debt."

"No Klaus no, give me my-," I heard her saying before a chipper British voice came over the phone.

"What's this I hear about a werewolf problem, probably shouldn't have had your brother try to play hero mate," I heard Klaus snicker over the phone.

"Klaus give me my phone-!" Abby yelled on the other end. There were a few shuffles on the other end and a lot of cursing on Abby's part. If it had been any other type of situation then I would've laughed at the banter, but right now I needed that cure.

"Come over to Alaric's place later mate, I'm sure we can arrange something for your dear brother," was the last thing I heard before a loud crash. Then everything went silent on the other end.

Abby pov

"You broke my phone," I snapped at Klaus as we entered the apartment. Elijah had his usual emotionless mask on, but I could see the amusement in his eyes. I loved him, but he really needed to lose the smirk.

"Oh come on love, I can buy you a new phone," Klaus countered. Did I ever mention how much I really hated this guy? The only reason that I was bearing him was for Elijah who just seemed to be highly amused by our banter. Remind me again what I saw in this guy.

"Klaus," Elena said from inside. My eyes widened, oh my god, why was Elena here? She was supposed to be, um, 'dead'. Safe from Klaus right now. I looked and saw Stefan standing there with Elena. Something was different; curly hair, very showy tank top, no pulse. Katherine. "Look who decided to pay a visit."

"I need your help," Stefan said walking over to us, "For my brother." Klaus already knew.

"Ah yes, well that will have to wait a moment. You see I have an obligation to my own brother that requires my immediate attention," yes the sooner you give Elijah his family; the sooner I could be rid of his horrid company. Klaus walked past Stefan, but Stefan was too busy glaring daggers at Stefan to notice.

"You understand the importance of family, or you wouldn't be here," Elijah told him. "My brother gave me his word that he would reunite me with my own." I rubbed Elijah's arm gently giving him a reassuring smile.

"So I shall," Elijah and I both turned around, and I watched in horror as there was a dagger being stuck into Elijah's chest. I screamed and stumbled back at the horrific sight and Stefan barely had enough time to steady me before I fell to the ground in sobs. Klaus shushed him as Elijah fell to the ground dead once again.

"You-," I growled running up to Klaus at my supernatural speed. He intercepted me though and had me pinned to the wall.

"Don't forget that I'm stronger than you love," he smirked at me. I took his wrist in anger and snapped it off of my neck.

"Well I'm angrier," I snarled kicking him in the family jewels. Klaus stumbled back in surprise, but before I could go out and attack him again he had his hands wrapped around my head. I fought back and struggled, but it was no use. He had a death grip on my head.

"You should take some time to cool off, love. Then we'll talk," he murmured into my ear. My eyes were only focused on Elijah's desiccated body. A snapping sound echoed around the room before I fell to the ground darkness enveloping me in its warm embrace.

xXx

When I woke up I was horrified at the sight of blood bags tossed all around the room. Even at the scent of blood I could feel my fangs drop out. I was only a few days old, and I had no control over my feedings yet. Elijah had promised me that we would go through the process and that he would help me learn to control the hunger, but he was daggered again. However I couldn't take my eyes off the blood bags.

"Well look at this," Klaus said watching me with a funny look, but I couldn't think of anything else but the smell of blood. The only real human blood that I had was Greta, and that was about two days ago. I had only eaten from animals since, but those were really hard to keep down. I had been throwing up blood for almost two days now. I couldn't tell Elijah though he had thought that I was doing well on the animals. I wasn't going to let him be disappointed in me. I felt like I needed his approval doing this. I couldn't let him be disappointed in me, I couldn't lose him.

I watched as Klaus walked over to me with a glass of blood carefully in his hand. I felt like I couldn't take my eyes off of the glass. Sure it was a blood bag, but I knew that it was fresher than all the bloody animals I've been drinking. It just smelled so appetizing.

"Such a good thing about young vampires," Klaus mused kneeling down next to me swirling the glass in his hands, "They will do almost anything for blood." He gave me the glass and in almost an instant the blood was pouring down my throat as I clutched the glass tightly in my hand. When I looked back up Stefan had a pained expression on his face, Katherine looked horrified, and Klaus looked like he had just received the greatest Christmas present in the world.

"She's not part of the deal Klaus," Stefan growled at Klaus. He didn't listen though as he simply walked over to the fridge and got out another blood bag. He came down and tossed it to me. In a flash I had the claps off and I was chugging the blood down so that it would run down my throat at a very fast pace.

"Well that's too bad it seems as though your brother really needed this," I could only watch in confusion as Klaus started pouring a vial of blood down the drain. It smelt really good, but for some reason I had no urge to run over there and drink it. What was so important about this vial of blood? Couldn't they get more at a blood bank or something?

"Stop!" Stefan screamed at the falling blood. Klaus only smirked before turning back to me.

"You may be hard to turn back into a ripper again, but her," he placed a hand on my shoulder, "She had the ability to still be turned into one. Again," he muttered giving me another blood bag.

"I-I don't want it," I tried protesting, but Klaus practically shoved it into my mouth. I cried out which made Katherine get out of her seat. It only took a second before I started to enjoy the feeling of the blood running down my throat.

"You're being very cooperative," Klaus noted staring at me as I finished off that blood bag. "Almost as if you were enjoying it, my dear brother would be happy to know that you're enjoying this." My eyes traveled off of Klaus and back over to Elijah. Anger washed over me as I rammed my full body into Klaus pinning him against a wall. Then I felt blood starting to come back up my throat and I fell to the ground coughing it out. I coughed as the blood spat out of my mouth, and I tried to keep a hold of Klaus but I was weak at the moment.

"Let him go," I snarled, but Klaus only laughed before flipping our positions and chucking me onto the floor.

Klaus walked in circles around Stefan and I as we watched from the ground. Klaus tried throwing another blood bag at Stefan, but he refused it.

"No, no more, not until you give me the cure," he muttered looking back at Klaus.

"Not before we make a deal," Klaus smirked at us. "You can both stay here living your life in Mystic Falls, or you could both embrace what you truly are and save Damon's life." I could only watch as Stefan snatched the blood bag and started draining it dry. I could see the pained look on his face as well as pure anger towards the Original in front of us. "That's the spirit," Klaus whispered to us.

"Let him go," I stood up facing his back, "I'll go with you and be your ripper, or whatever, just let Stefan stay here."

Klaus merely ignored me and grabbed the vial of blood before heading over to Katherine. "Sweetheart take this over to Damon and come right back."

"You want me to leave?" Katherine clarified. Was it just me or did there seem to be a glint of joy in Katherine's evil eyes?

"No," Stefan whispered but I shot him a confused expression.

"Yes," Klaus repeated, "but I would hurry if I were you." she was gone before the sentence was finished. Stefan slammed his fists into the ground as I watched Klaus sit down in one of the chairs around an old wooden table.

"She'll never take it to him," Stefan exclaimed. My eyes widened in horror as Klaus merely just shook his shoulders, "She'll never take it to him," Stefan whispered to the ground. Tears welled up in my eyes thinking about Damon being dead. I had already lost Elijah, I couldn't lose Damon too. I don't think that I could afford to lose anyone else in this lifetime. I needed Elijah with me.

Without hesitation I ran at my speed over to Elijah's body and ripped the dagger out. I had hoped that he would jump back to life and kill Klaus, but he didn't do anything. I was stuck for a moment in shock of him not moving, but in that moment Klaus ripped the dagger out of my hands and had me by throat. I watched as his pupils dilated and contacted leaving me there frozen. I couldn't focus on anything else but those blue eyes that were staring at me.

"Stop struggling love," he commanded and I instantly let go and just let him hold me there by his neck. Klaus smiled and began to speak some more. "You are not allowed to remove this dagger from Elijah's body, do I make myself clear." I could only shake my head.

"Yes," I answered against my will. My mind was a mess. I was still off of the blood high I had just received from the blood bags, weak from being thrown around and getting my neck snapped, and now there was compulsion to add into the mix. Tonight was just not my night at all.

Klaus let me go and turned so that he was facing both Stefan and me. I gave him a disgusted look as he smirked to the both of us. Then I started coughing up blood again. I felt Stefan's hand come on my back and tried to sooth me through my attack. What was happening to me?

"Are we ready to go now? Looks like we should get this one someone to eat."

xXx

I wasn't allowing anywhere near Elijah's body as Klaus and Stefan put him in a coffin with the rest of the Original family. Klaus had given me a guy and practically forced me to drink from him. It felt so satisfying that I didn't want to stop, but somehow I did. I compelled him like Elijah had tried showing me to do and he was gone before Klaus got back. In response Klaus threw me against the wall and compelled me to wait in the car. He told me that he was going to get me through the transition, and that's what I was scared of. It was official though.

I'm going to kill Klaus.

Moments later he and Stefan got back in the car, and I could smell the blood dripping off of Stefan's chin. It was so alluring, and in the back of my mind I actually started to regret not finishing my meal off earlier-.

Oh my god.

And that was the end of season 2!

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