Here I am again, this time the chapter should be longer, for I united the chapters 4 to 6. But afterwards the updates will take longer for I will have to write the chapters first ;) Besides: It's starting to get cheesy from now on!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don not own Vampire Diaries (if I did, Kalijah would exist since about season 2) and I do not own the quotes (even though they are amazing) and I own neither a black Corvette Stingray Convertible (which is supposed to be the car Kathrine/Katerina is driving) nor a mansion in New Orléans nor an appartement in London (hell, I've never even been to either!) But I have my dreams...

"Experience is merely the name men gave to their mistakes." - Oscar Wilde

Chapter 3 - Elijah

When he approached the appartement close to the Hyde Park in Chelsea it didn't surprise him. She always had an exquisite (and quite expensive) taste. What surprised him was the view he had when entering the living room of the big appartement. Each wooden surface and every inch of the once white walls was covered in sentences sending shivers down his spine. Something had been wrong with her. Terribly wrong. Slowly the Original made his way towards the bedroom. At the door frame he stopped turning around taking in every sentence she had written. Sentences like "I'm shattered", "Wake me", "I'm lost", "Save me", "I'm still here", "Call for me" and "I need you". It made him fear for her. He understood that these paintings were a silent cry for help of a desperate girl loosing her mind, a fact that hurt him deep inside. Elijah took in the two sentences on each side of the bedrooms door frame. "Kathrine Pierce is dying" and "Katerina Petrova is still alive". When he entered the bedroom he was greeted by emptiness and white walls. Then he saw the sentence over the bed and suddenly a different meaning of the paintings popped up in his mind only to be fought down forcefully. He would not allow himself to have futile hope. But he couldn't easily look away from the sentence she had written with her own, pure blood.
"I am free"

Chapter 3 (still) - Katerina

Restless and aimless I wandered through the Hyde Park. I was alive, I was back. And I was lost. When I finally awoke and broke free after being caged in a self-decided and self-made prison I felt lost. Now that the façade of Kathrine Pierce that I had created to protect me - and which became my prison - was shattered, what should I do? I was all alone. Anyone I had known died long ago and the only one left had been Elijah who always brought me so close to freedom. But I couldn't turn towards him. During the last five centuries he had learned to hate me. Actually he didn't hate me. He hated Kathrine. Me he just considered death. Replaced by a monster. I didn't care about the upcoming darkness. Death would come or not no matter where I was. I sat down on a bench and drowned in sweet memories. Memories which were 500 years old. Memories from the short time I had been happy with Elijah. I wished I had talked to him about my fear of the ritual back then. If I had, maybe it would have turned out differently. Maybe I would be with him now. Happy for 500 years. Now that chance, the chance of a happy life with Elijah, was gone. Now I was lost. And I deserved it. There never was a Happily Ever After for the monster. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I didn't bother to stop them. 'Maybe Kathrine never cries', I thought bitterly,'Katerina does.'
I sat there for a long time when I heard someone say my name - my real name. In the entire world there was only one person left to call me that way since even Klaus started calling me Kathrine. I looked up into the face of Elijah Mikaelson as I answered his question truthfully: "Yes Elijah. It is really me. Really and truly. I finally broke free of my self-made cage." The Original took my hand and pulled me closer to him. "Will you come with me?" he asked me gently. "Wherever you want", I replied. Elijah leaned down to kiss me and...

...And the next moment a drop of rain snapped me out of my daydreams. But I knew what I had to do. Now that Kathrine was shattered maybe there was hope for me to have my Happily Ever After with my Prince Charming... or better my Original Vampire.

As I drove through the streets of New York and down the Highways towards Louisiana I heard old Cher songs singing along with them joyfully all the time. I loved singing, it was another thing I hadn't done in 500 years. But when 'Belive' played I stopped my singing. What if Elijah was still mad at me for everything I had done? What if he really had learned to hate me? What if he didn't belive me Kathrine was dead? What if Elijah had gone tired of waiting? What if he had stopped believing under Kathrine was still the girl he fell in love with? What if he had moved on? Could I live without him? Did I believe in life after love? I shook my head. 'Don'T think about it until you can avoid it no more', I told myself.
A few hours later I reached New Orléans. I could just hope I'd find Elijah before Klaus found me. Luckily, when my Corvette entered the driveway of the mansion the hybrid wasn't at home. But Rebekah and Hayley were. 'Time to apologize', I guessed and rang the bell. A short time later the blonde Original opened the door. "I'm sorry Rebekah, for everything. All that I've done to you and your family in the last 500 years", I told her. She looked at me confused. "What the hell has to be wrong for Kathrine Pierce to apologize?", she asked me. "Nothing", I replied slowly, "it's just that Kathrine is dead. Shattered into a thousand pieces. If you look for her, visit my appartement in London."

Soo, chapter three is done, and Kathrine is gone. Left is a desperate Katerina fearing to have lost the love of her life because of her own stupidity... What do you think of this? Did you like it? Leave a review to tell me if it don't bother you! So, until next chapter then!

Medusa