Hello everyone! So I'm just writing this chapter as I go along, while I watch Doctor Who, sooooooo here's how it turned out.

Klaus squeezed me against him, his arm around my shoulders while all the other women were sitting around us. I bit back a groan of disgust, pushing the look away from my face. I had been here for an hour, and I could already see Damon's worried expression on his face while he belted out the worst case scenario's to Stefan. I bit my lip, he probably couldn't take it anymore and I knew I was on the edge myself. This man disgusts me.

"So, Klaus." I began, putting on my best flirtatious voice and looking at him though my eyelashes. "Can we go somewhere.. alone?"

Klaus smirked at me before glancing at all the other girls, noticing their jealous and needy faces. He turned back to me and nodded, standing up and reaching for my hand. I placed my palm in his before letting him pull me up and lead me down a hall.

"So, dear. What is it you want?" Klaus asked, dragging me into a guest room. I noticed he had locked the door behind him.

I gulped. "They say you keep the slave records." I stated, before looking up at him. "Is it true?"

Klaus grinned and pulled a giant book off a shelf. He opened it, revealing the inside completely hollowed out and stacked full of papers. Klaus gave the book to me and I pretended not to look for Damon's specifically. I skimmed all the names on a list, there were millions, well probably only a hundred or so, but it looked like quite a lot for such a small town.

"Wow, there's so many!" I gasped as I found Damon's name on the list, the third one down. "So, these are just to keep track of who has who and in the order they were bought?"

Klaus nodded his head, giving me a curious look. "Why would you like to know?"

"How do I get a name off the list?" I ask, gripping a few pieces of paper between my hands, one of them with Damon's name on it.

"You can't. Although it is written in lead, I don't know why you would want a name gone in the first place." Klaus questioned, pursing his lips.

"There is a faulty name." I lied, surprising myself at how easy it seemed. "My.. slaves name is wrong, may I change it?"

I slipped the piece of paper with Damon's name on it out of the 'book', showing it to Klaus. I watched as his expression changed, realizing I never wanted anything to do with him, just to change a name on a paper.

"I suppose so, but hurry up I need to get back to my women." Klaus sighed, sounding annoyed with me and himself, most likely for being so cocky.

I didn't say anything, just picked up the first piece of lead I saw and immediately erased Damon's full name. I could feel Klaus's eyes on me, so my plan of just erasing his name was gone. Time to pick a fake name. I scribbled down Steven McGaul, scolding myself for almost writing down Stefan's name before catching myself. He still didn't satisfy me, I could tell he was guarded, and vague, but I knew he cared for Damon. I had to put my feelings aside, put him kissing me behind us. For Damon.

"Thank you." I granted Klaus, giving him a small fake smile. He showed no emotion towards me as I left, letting out a breath of air.

I let myself out.

An: Should I continue?