Chapter Seven

Two Months Later. . .

Katherine paused when she heard someone jabbing a key in the key hole. She quickly made her way downstairs trying to get used to the fact that she now had a little pregnant belly and that she had the same speed of a snail now.

She didn't know why she was being so paranoid, especially since Stefan was literally in the next room writing in his diary about how tragic his life way. Perhaps being surrounded by Klaus someone who was even more paranoid than her was starting to rub off, on her.

She grabbed a bat that someone had left lying around and walked slow, easy steps to the door. When she heard the door click, she swung the bat as fast as she could. Someone stopped it from going all the way though.

Rebekah glared at her. "What the hell, Katherine?"

She grabbed the bat from Katherine and threw it knocking down a vase and shattering it all over the floor. Apparently, Rebekah had just returned from her vacay with sweet ol' Matty blue blue, well goody for her since Katherine had been stuck inside all summer with only Stefan for company.

She crossed her arms over her chest. "Rebekah, what a charming surprise."

Rebekah smirked. "I can't say the same thing about you though." She pulled Katherine's arms apart. "So the miracle baby bump is already starting to grow which reminds me, I have a bone to pick up with you." She gripped Katherine against the wall. "How the hell did you manage to get the cure? I deserved it!"

"Do you think I wanted it? Do you honestly think I want to be in this position as Klaus' little pet project? Believe me, I've had better summers."

Stefan cleared his throat. "Ladies."

Rebekah immediately let go of Katherine to go and hug Stefan, who much to Katherine's surprised returned her hug. "Stefan, I had no idea you were here."

"Hey, Rebekah I've been staying here all summer," he searched for the right words. "Trying to prevent Klaus and Katherine from killing each other."

Rebekah smirked at Katherine. "An impossible feat no doubt."

Katherine looked at her annoyed. "What are you doing here? I thought you finally declared you independence from your horrendous big brothers."

"That is none of your business." Rebekah snarled. "And if you must know I came back because Elijah has been guilt tripping me about it. Not for a second do you think it's because I care about your little bun in the over."

"I'm heartbroken." Katherine said sarcastically. "And if you're looking for Elijah, you're wasting your time. He left two months ago after giving me his famous, I'll protect you speech that could rival prince charming's. So if you're expecting him to be here, honestly you're wasting your time."

"Obviously, you don't know my brother very well, because he never breaks promises." Rebekah looked at Stefan. "So you haven't see him at all?"

Stefan shook his head. "Not since the beginning of summer when I brought Katherine. Klaus told us he bailed."

Rebekah let out a small hiss. "Elijah, wouldn't just leave like that and I'm sure he wouldn't leave his beloved, sweet Katerina in Klaus' evil clutches and Klaus being Klaus, must have done something to him. Get out here and tell me what you have done to our brother you narcissistic, backstabbing wanker!"

"Enough!" Klaus pushed the doors open. "Dear sister. I already miss the peace and quiet. So I assume you're responsible for the three or so vampire bodies scattered around New Orleans."

Rebekah pursed her lips. "They were being very rude attacking and threatening just an innocent girl trying to find her way to the quarter." She looked back at Stefan and Katherine. "I've seen you managed to keep these two on a tight leash. Or at least Katherine."

Klaus shrugged as he sat down in one of the chairs. "What can I say? I have had more unpleasant visitors. You remember this house as well as I."

"I remember everything. Now, where's Elijah?"

Klaus' cell phone started beeping. "As much fun as this has been I have more important matters to attend to. Marcel and I are going to have a quick drink."

"Yes, Elijah told me about how you plan to take Marcel's kingdom away from him. I don't think you meant drinking and being all buddy buddy with him."

"You coming, Stefan?"

Stefan gave Katherine and Rebekah an apologetic look before following Klaus.

"What was that all about?" Rebekah asked disgusted. "Please, don't tell me Stefan and my brother are friends again, because I couldn't bear living with three traitors."

"He's not." Katherine corrected with a small eye roll as she started checking her eyeliner. "Stefan is just keeping an eye on Klaus, making sure he doesn't do anything stupid. He knows it's better that Klaus' rules over New Orleans than Marcel. He doesn't like him and the way that he's controlling the witches. Honestly, I hate to say it, but you're wasting your time questioning Klaus about Elijah. The guy left and who can blame him? A crazy hybrid brother and a knocked up vampire turned human, not exactly a picnic."

"Honestly, you two are either really naïve or really stupid." Rebekah snorted as she started walking up the stairs. "My brother will not just let Elijah leave. He wants to drag everyone down with him. Which means he probably daggered him somewhere and left him to rot. Since you fancied my brother at some point you most definitely are going to help."

Rebekah pushed the door open and Katherine tried to hide her coughs as her nostrils filled with dust. She narrowed her brown eyes when she saw several dusty coffins. "Please, don't tell me I've been silently judging Elijah while he has been here daggered all this time?"

"Well, let's put it this way," Rebekah flashed a flashlight. "Klaus and Elijah don't like sharing toys. Once Klaus knocked you up he declared yourself his property, he knows Elijah fancies you and something tells me that pissed him off."

Katherine gulped guiltily. Great, she was turning into another Elena.

"This one is mine, those ones were Kol and Finn's." she frowned. "But Elijah's missing, the bastard must have hid it."

"Where though?"

"I have no idea, but I'm going to find out." Rebekah paused at the doorway and smiled a sad kind of smile. "Welcome to the family, love. You and Stefan should have left the minute you realize Elijah left. Klaus is famous for his mood swings, he may treat you decently now but the minute that baby is born you'll de dead."

"I can't leave!" she snapped. "A witch, Sophie hexed me and connected herself to the baby."

"Well find a way to un-hex yourself, darling. Promise me, it will be better that way."

"Marcel, drinking alone," Klaus said as he and Stefan entered the bar. "You remember Stefan right?"

Marcel mused. "He's kind of hard to forget."

Stefan sighed as he raised his index finger and Cami quickly gave him a drink. Klaus noticed that Marcel's eyes never left Cami. "Fancy the bartended right? You should be eating her." He put an arm around Stefan's shoulder. "My friend here, dear old Stefan was the ripper of Monterrey in the twenties, you must have heard of him, quite a scandal."

Stefan rolled his eyes.

"Oh, really?" Marcel was impressed. "If Klaus was impressed by you, you must have been good. What happened?"

"Well, for starters that is none of your business and secondly, don't you have more important things to do that get wasted in the middle of the afternoon while stalking a bartender?"

Klaus smirked.

Stefan placed a twenty dollar bill on the table and smiled at Cami. "Thanks for the drink."

"What's his problem?

"Oh, don't mind him he's the brooding type," Klaus said. "Guilty consciences, pins over the wrong girl, nursing a broken heart and all. Don't worry, he'll be more fun soon enough."

-End of Chapter Seven-