Author's note: Sorry it took me so long but i didn't have the chapter finished and then I was working a lot. BUT here it is. It is a little more violent than the others. In this chapter we reach a point were everything seems to be possible...

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Lana and Klaus arrived at home at the same time that afternoon. She smelled like sex but Klaus didn't notice right away because his mind was still at Caroline's front door. Their eyes met when they both stood in the hall. "Where were you?" Klaus asked sounding tired. "That's none of your business. I know YOU were with Caroline. You betrayed me. You lied to me. Everything is your fault." Klaus had been walking away but at her last sentence he turned around. "What is my fault?" Lana took a deep breath then she stormed away. She started packing up her stuff when Klaus marched in the room. "Where are you going?" She didn't answer. "Lana!" She looked at him, tears in her eyes. "I am leaving you. I am not going to live with you as long as you can't stay away from her! You are free. Go and do whoever and whatever you want. We are over!" With that she closed her bags and dragged them outside. Lana threw them on the dirty floor and whistled. A car came around the corner. Klaus stood in the door way. He couldn't really understand what was happening. Lana turned around. "I saw you leaving with Caroline. I know you have been with her. And you know what I did? I slept with Damon." With that she turned back around and threw her bags in the car. Klaus could see it was Damon who was driving the car. Lana got in and they drove off. Klaus was furious.

He could imagine what had happened. He was pacing up and down, barely containing his anger. But somehow he was also relieved. He had been struggling with his feelings for both girls. Lana had taken the decision away from him. However, he couldn't let Damon Salvatore steal his girlfriend. He knew she would be at the Salvatore Boarding House and thus he decided to go and teach this disgrace of a vampire a lesson. Klaus waited for another 30 minutes because he wanted to make sure that they were home. When he made his way to the Salvatore's he was really calm. It was this deadly silence that he always felt when he was planning a devastating move. He walked up to the door and listened. He could hear Lana and Damon talking.

"Damon, I shouldn't be here. He will come and he will kill you. I can't let that happen."

"He won't kill me. You didn't tell him anything. He doesn't know that we spent the day playing beneath the sheets… and in the shower, and the kitchen and the balcony…and..."

"Damon it's enough." She was laughing. Klaus felt his anger boil up once more.

"Come on sweetie, I am hungry."

"Should I get us some blood bags?"

"I didn't mean that kind of hungry." Klaus heard Lana giggle. That was enough he kicked the door in and walked in with a big smile. "Well, see who we have here." Damon looked at the door and sighed. "See who kicked our door in, again. Ever thought about knocking?" Klaus lunged at Damon, pushed him into a wall and stuck his hand inside Damon's chest. "Time to die." In that moment Lana darted for Klaus. She tore him away from a collapsing Damon and pushed him through a window. They lay on the ground outside. "You are not going to kill him." Klaus pushed her of him and nailed her to the ground. "And why do you think I would listen to you?" She rolled him over again, now she was the one holding him down. "Because if you touch him one more time, I will kill your sweet Caroline." Klaus looked at her and he could see the hate in her eyes. "You love him." He simply said. "He is more of a friend and companion than you are. You have forgotten about me. Niky, you have found someone who you cherish more than me. How can I forgive you? How can I stay with you? If you not only fancy her but love her, then let me be. Let me go. You can't have us both." She was crying. A teardrop fell on Klaus's cheek. "You are a lying, cheating, filthy whore. And I should have let the wolves have at it when I had the chance." Lana growled and buried her fangs into Klaus's neck. He threw her off him and into a tree, it burst. She had a big piece of wood stuck in her stomach. Lana was panting. Klaus eyes widened in shock. He had almost killed her. "Lana!" He screamed and ran to her. Carefully he pulled the wood out of her. She was barely breathing. "Could you decide whether you want me dead or want me alive?" Even in times of near death she would still run her mouth at him. He smiled. "You know I will always love you. And I would never want to see you dead." "I know…" Her voice was trailing off. "Now stop dying." Lana took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The wound on her stomach healed. She sat up and shoved Klaus away. "I am still mad. And I won't come back. But I wont ill you." He laughed at her. Then he got all serious again. "Will you stay in Mystic Falls?"

"Yes. " She whispered. "This is home." They looked at each other for a long time. Than he leaned forward and kissed her. He brought his forehead to hers. "Niky, we have to figure out if we are still what we were a thousand years ago. Maybe we did change in the last 200 years." He sighed. "I know, I don't want to lose you either." She said. They smiled. Klaus got up and dusted himself off. "Is this the end?" She looked up at him. He bent down, grabbed her chin and smiled. "No. We both know we are to stubborn to just let this end." "I will see you soon then." "Yes you will." With that he turned around and left. Lana got up and went to check up on Damon. He stood in front of what used to be a window, bourbon in his hand. "You are well. I'm glad." Lana looked him up and down. "And I see you must be feeling great since you're already drinking again." He gave her that cocky smile and turned around. Lana jumped back in. "I will take care of the mess he made. Told you it wouldn't be a good idea to come here." She mumbled, getting her cell phone out. Damon put his bourbon down. "I think that can wait. We should continue were we left off, before your possessive ex-boyfriend interrupted." He grabbed Lana and threw her over his shoulder. Damon carried her to his bedroom and put her on the bed. "Now… what was I about to do…" he started kissing her and slowly pulled her shirt up and over her head. Lana opened Damon's button-up shirt and peeled him out of it. They rolled around the bed kissing. Just when Lana's hand wandered towards Damon's pants, they heard Stefan's voice from downstairs. "Damon, where are you?" Annoyed and clearly reluctant Damon got up and walked downstairs. Lana remained seated on his bed.

When Damon entered the living room half-naked he saw Stefan and Elena standing in what was left of it. "They will fix it tomorrow, no worries." He said as if he was talking about something unimportant. "What happened this time, Damon?" Elena asked. Damon ignored her. He was still mad because she would have let him die alone. Stefan repeated the question and this time Damon answered. Elena got mad and walked upstairs. As she passed Damon's bedroom she saw Lana.

In a moment of rage Elena stormed into the room and pushed Lana into a wall. Elena was surprised about her violent act, but she knew it was because of the vampirism. "What are you doing to him?" she hissed at Lana. Lana raised her eyebrows. "Are you really trying to pick a fight with me?" She knew she was weak because of the fight she had with Klaus but she was still stronger than a baby vampire like Elena. Instead of waiting for an answer Lana lunged forward and grabbed Elena by the throat. She lifted her up and slammed her on the floor. Now she was standing above her. All the anger she felt towards Caroline was boiling inside her. "Why do you pesky little baby vampires think you can pick a fight with me? Invade my home and my life and now even attack me? I should kill all of you. It is about time someone teaches you some respect!" She pinned Elena down and was about to rip her throat out when she realized what she was about to do. She got up and grabbed one of Damon's shirts. "You are one lucky bitch, Elena. I will not let myself be consumed by my emotions. I am not a baby like you. I know how to control myself. You need help with that. I will help you, if you apologize." With that Lana left the room, walking downstairs she met Stefan. She nodded and joined Damon in the living room. "I need to get a real drink. Join me?" Damon cocked his head to the side. "Where did that sudden change come from?" Lana kept on walking. He sighed. "Wait. I need to put some clothes on." When he was upstairs he overheard Elena telling Stefan what had happened between her and Lana.

Joining Lana outside Damon gave her a look. "Almost killed Elena?" Lana could sense that he was very upset. He tried to not let it show. "No. I was in complete control of myself. I just wanted to show her in what kind of trouble she could get, if she doesn't learn how to control herself." She gave him an innocent smile. "I would never harm her seriously." He left it at that.

When they came back, Stefan and Elena were gone. Lana left to get her motorcycle. When she arrived at the house, Rebekah was already waiting for her.

"You are with Damon now, really?" She was mad.

"Bekah, it's not like that. Me and Niky are not… we are going separate ways for now and I needed a place to stay."

"So you go and sleep with Damon Salvatore? You know that I liked him."

"Bekah, you have barely even mentioned him since the day you spent with him. All you talk about is Matt. So don't be possessive over someone you don't even want. You are in love. But not with Damon. And neither am I. You know I am not lying. I don't love him. So calm down. We are having fun, that's all." Rebekah was still mad, but she had to see that Lana had a point. She had been thinking about Matt and only about Matt. Especially after the dinner party. They would talk a lot in school and sometimes they even had lunch together. He had made it a habit of dropping her off at home after school. And sometimes he would even take her hand. She wasn't sure whether to take the next step but she was sure that he had forgiven her.

"Well… I just don't want to lose you, again."

"Oh, Bekah!" Lana took Rebekah in her arms and held her close. "You won't lose me. I will stay. I promise."