Chapter Two
When Katherine woke up she found out that she was alone in Klaus's large, European imported bed. The white sheets that had been so crisp and perfect looking when Klaus had first laid her on the bed were now messy and completely tangled.
She was still completely naked. Not wanting to walk around naked in Klaus's house, she wrapped the sheet around her body and wobbled towards the bathroom. Everything was in its precise order and Katherine couldn't help, but feel that she was in a hotel room.
She turned on the shower and winced as she felt the hot water on her sore, bruised skin. With the beating that Elena had given her, plus the fact that Klaus wasn't what you called a gentle lover Katherine was lucky that she could still walk.
Her ankle was still a little bit swollen. She would have to ask Klaus for some of his blood. Or beg most likely.
She got out of the shower and wrapped her body in the towel, not caring that her hair was still wet. Surely, Klaus wouldn't care about a little water.
She frowned when she stepped back into the room. Where were her clothes? Someone had removed her clothes and made the bed while she was in the shower.
"Miss Petrova?"
Katherine looked confused at the mention of her former name. A college girl stood in front of her holding a garment bag, a pink bag from a well-known lingerie store, and a smaller bag from a makeup counter.
"Is this for me?" she asked confused.
"Yes, Mr. Mikaelson says they're are gifts. He's waiting for you for breakfast."
Katherine found herself dressing in a black, pencil skirt, a white and black polka dot blouse, and black heels (another form of Klaus' secret torture, who was obviously referring to her swollen ankle.) She did her make up modestly and blow dried her hair, trying to go for the innocent look in case that Klaus had woken up in a bad mood and wanted to strangle her.
But to her surprise when she finally managed to wobble down the stairs Klaus was merrily eating breakfast, and there was even a place for her. Lovely. She was starving.
"Morning," she said lightly as she grabbed a piece of toast and started buttering it. "You're in a good mood."
"And why shouldn't I be?" Klaus shot back, mockingly. "I had a little tigress come into my bed last night."
Katherine snorted into her tea. "And what about Caroline, if you don't mind my asking? I thought you had promised her eternal love."
Klaus shrugged. "I told her that I would wait for her. That does not mean that I have to remain as saintly as a monk for the rest of my life while she runs around with that wolf boy."
"Good for you."
He peered at her new clothes. "I'm guessing you liked the clothes."
"You have surprisingly good taste," she pointed out. "And since you got rid of my clothes, my only other option was your silk sheet." She paused, wanting to get to the point. "So what now?"
"I have no idea what you mean, love." Klaus told her. "Ours was simply a one night stand, if you're looking for something more I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. After we finish our breakfast, we'll say our tearful goodbye and I'll head up to New Orleans."
Katherine looked at him confused. This was almost innocent compare to usual Klaus standard. "Aren't you going to kill me?" she blurted out. "You know, for your chased you for 500 years revenge scenario?"
"Why bother," he shrugged. "You're going to die sooner rather than later. Besides I prefer you like this, it reminds me of the old days when you were pathetic and a weakling."
Katherine scowled and ate the rest of her breakfast in silence, at least Klaus was gentlemanly enough to walk her to the door.
"Can you give me some blood, for my ankle? It's still a little swollen."
"I rather not, love. I enjoy watching you limp."
She cocked her head. "Well, I guess this is the end, enemy to enemy."
"Well, at least we had a final farewell," Klaus pulled out a small, stack of hundred dollars bills tied up tightly together. He placed it in her palm. "Here. For your troubles."
"Thank you for not making me feel like a cheap whore," Katherine snorted, but pocketed the money anyway. "It's is weird that I just slept with my worst enemy?"
Klaus gave a slow smirk. "Honey, you just slept with the devil himself."
One Month Later. . .
Katherine opened the fridge and scowled when she saw what they had in store for breakfast. Blood bags, booze, expired yogurt, and pizza from last night's dinner and lunch. Marvelous. "Would it kill you guys to buy real food?" she snapped, but took the pizza anyway and heat it up in the microwave. "You do know that pizza is really fattening right? It's bad enough that I'm human, so I would like to stay in my regular jeans size."
Katherine had spent the first month of the summer at the Salvatore estate, courtesy of Stefan mostly since Damon and Elena would kick her out the first chance they got. As if it wasn't bad enough that she had to wear Elena's hand me down clothes, she had been forced to eat take out every day since the rest of the residents, besides Jeremy survived on blood bags. The only time she didn't eat take out was when Stefan felt slightly pitiful towards her and made her a sandwich or pasta.
Come to think of it, Katherine had spended most of the summer whining to Stefan and she secretly thought Stefan didn't mind since he didn't once complain, and she guessed he would rather deal with her tantrums than see Damon and Elena having sex all over the place.
"Tell me again why she's staying here?" Elena grumbled. "Surely she has one person that likes her."
"She did, but that person dumped her for Klaus." Damon said loving the displeased look on Katherine's face. "And besides you know how Stefan has no backbone at all when it comes to Katherine."
"It would help," Stefan said dryly as he stepped inside the living room. "If you two tried to be at least considerate of her situation. Especially, since she wouldn't be here making our lives miserable if Elena hadn't shoved the cure down her throat."
Elena looked hurt. "She was trying to kill me!"
Katherine rolled her eyes as she took the pizza out. "Oh, get over it Elena!"
"Honestly, can't we just place her in an adoption center?" Damon mumbled. "I'm sure someone would want a vain, shallow, manipulative bitch."
Stefan sighed. Really, he was only staying in the house for Katherine's sake, even though he no longer had any romantic attachment towards her Stefan being Stefan couldn't help, but feel slightly pitiful of her situation. Especially since he saw how much she was struggling with her newfound humanity and honestly she was a distraction that kept his mind far away from Elena and Damon's happy relationship.
"Would it kill you to be a little, I don't know- nicer?" Stefan asked as he watched in amusement as Katherine took a bite of pizza.
"For them," she swallowed. "Yes. Especially since I'm in a delicate condition now."
Stefan snorted. "You're far from delicate."
Katherine was about to answer with a sarcastic response when her stomach did a flip and she felt something rise up in her throat. Oh, no not again. She faced the sink and vomited whatever pizza she had eaten and something green.
Damon groaned from the couch. "Not in my sink!"
Stefan patted her back and looked at her pityingly. "You're ok. You're ok. It's probably just the pizza."
"It's not the pizza!" Katherine scowled as she cleaned the sink. She felt like crying like a three year old, she hated feeling like this. Weak, and wanting other people to comfort her. "My stomach been so upset for the past week, everything makes me want to throw up."
Damon gave a little laugh from the couch. "Who have you been screwing? You sound like you're pregnant."
They weren't greeted by the usual Katherine Pierce reply. Her mind raced back to a month ago. Her only sexual experience as a human had been with Klaus a month ago, before he left. But Klaus couldn't have impregnated her . . . right? It's probably just the flu or something. She tried to reassure herself.
"I'll be right back." She said grabbing her purse and practically running out of the doorway.
Elena called out. "Where are you going?"
"Um, to the drugstore I need a new eyelash curler. Won't be long." She said hastily.
While Elena and Stefan exchanged confused looks, Damon settled back into his chair. "Yep, she's knocked up."
-End of Chapter Two-
Thank you so much for your reviews! I know Katherine and Klaus are like eternal enemies or whatever, but they would make a pretty sexy, powerful, and dangerous couple if they ever got together. I kind of always wanted at least a kiss scene between them in TVD, but Kalijah will always be my main ship. Elijah and Rebekah will find out that Klaus got Katherine pregnant in the next chapter and neither of them will be too happy about it for different reasons.