After I recovered from my stupid meltdown I left Elijah downstairs while I went upstairs to shower and get dressed again. Looking around the lavish bathroom I opened a cupboard and pulled out some towels for my body and hair and set them on the counter next to the shower. Taking a deep breath I shed my clothes and turned the water on, making sure it was warm enough before stepping in. While I am scrubbing off all the grime and sweat I hear the door open quietly and the sound of a bag being set down before the person leaves again. All without a word. Confused I peak past the shower curtain to see a duffel bag by the door, which confuses me further. I decide to shrug it off and see what's in it after I finish my shower. Man, this shower is so much better than the one at my apartment.
Once I'm finished and shut off the water I carefully step out onto the bath mat and reach for a towel. I freeze for a moment when I catch my reflection in the large mirror above the sinks. I'm covered in bruises. Most are from Elena and Damon, they hate me almost as much as Klaus. Quickly I jolt out of my staring session and towel dry off as fast as I can and once I pull on my underwear and bra I decide to finally sneak a peek at the mysterious duffle bag.
I unzipped it slowly and was pleasantly surprised to find clothes from my apartment inside. Elijah must have snuck over and grabbed them for me. I smile as I pull out one of my favorite dresses. It's one of my favorites because Elijah seems to really like it on me. It's black on the sides with the middle being the same color green as the dress I'd worn back when I was human and we talked about love, and it had flecks of gold splattered throughout the beautiful green. That's why this green is one of my absolute favorite colors.
After sliding the dress on I pull out the make-up bag from the duffel and proceed to do my hair and makeup. By now I'd perfected my routine so it only took minutes instead of hours. Quietly I leave the bathroom after putting my stuff away and sneak in the direction I believe Elijah's study is in. Carefully I peek my head in through a doorway and see him silently reading a book and facing away from me. As quietly as a human could I sneak over and put my hands over his eyes from behind. He simply smiles, "Guess who?" I whisper.
"Hhhm." I can tell he's pretending to think about it, "Rebekah?"
"No." I giggle.
"Elena?"
"No! Definitely not!" he laughs at my response, and suddenly he's somehow managed to pull me from behind the chair to sit across his lap; his book forgotten on the end table.
"My sweet Katerina." He smiles at my surprise before pulling me into a kiss. We sit there for who know how long, just being locked in each others embrace, kissing and laughing together.