Thanks for reading, and all of the reviews. I really do appriciate them all. Sorry for such a short chapter, but I feel bad that I haven't updated in a while. I've been extremely busy. I'll write when I can. Thanks so much, again.

-Kels

Klaus

I expected nothing less of Katherine's performance, considering her life was on the line. She would do as I had hoped. She always does. Grinning behind the trees, across the street, I turn and head home. There was nothing left for me to do, but wait.

Elena

The large crowd catches me off guard, for I was expecting it to be smaller. No faces seem familiar to me, for which I'm thankful for, as I make my way to the bar. Grabbing a seat the farthest away from others as Ipossibly could, I wave down the bartender.

"What can I get for you, honey?" He asks as I look up.

Quickly I avert my gaze to my hands out of habit. "Bourbon."

A small chuckle comes from his lips. "Okay sweetie."

His face looked familiar, but I don't remember where I've seen him. I stare at him as he walks down to the middle of the bar and comes back with a glass. I give a small smile and he walks away as I down the contents of the glass. A few moments later I get another and another, until I can't count the minutes or glasses.

In all that time, I don't speak. I stare at my hands counting the numerous times I've trusted those bastards. I wanted to scream his name at the top of my lungs. I want him to burn in hell, along with that raging Bitch. I want to see him choke on Vervain, as he rots in his cellar. I want to see him being bled out, until he's so weak, he can't even remember his own name. Most of all, I want to be the person to do it.

Klaus

Who's this woman in my lap? It seems I've lost track of them. She grabs at my shirt, wanting what none of the others, who lie dead on the floor, wanted. Sex. I'm to thirsty to care. To satisfy. She's like all the others, a nobody. A woman with no identity who will not be missed, if accidently drained of blood and tossed to die.

My fangs sneak out from their hiding place, and soon finds a place in the woman's artery. Her blood seeps into my mouth, satisfying my craving. Just as I was about to drain her dry, when my phone goes off inside my pocket. I drop the girl in my lap, toying with her hair, as I answer the phone.

"What!" I snap.

"Sir," There was a pause from my hybrid, Alex. "The girl you told me to watch out for?...She's here."

"Young Alexander," I begin. "There are many girls, not to mention places, in this world-"

"She said her name's Elena."

My breath got caught in my throat, and I push the woman away. She falls faint at my feet and I yell for my hybrid, standing outside the door, to come clean this up. Getting up, and walking into my study, I slam the doors.

"I'm listening."

"She came in a few hours ago, The Grill, that is. She kept drinking and drinking, she already drained down a whole bottle of Bourbon." He paused, wondering if I would say anything. Why would she be drinking so damn much? She never drinks. "A few minutes ago, however, she locked herself in the girls restroom and demanded she needed to speak with you; or else she would stab herself to death."

I let out a furious sigh and grabbed my jacket. "How much did you let her drink? God damn it! The whole fucken liquor store?" I yelled, heading for the door.

The yelling in the background threw me off. "There's more." Alex said. "Those brothers are here making a scene. I'm doing my best to keep them away, but-"

"No need," I interrupt. "I'll be there in five." I say hanging up.

Elena

"Elena, come out!" Stefan yelled over and over again. "I'll knock down the door, and grab you, before you even have a chance!" I let my body slide down the wall, and place my face in my hands. "Elena, let me in."

"Get the hell away from the door!" I hear a British voice yell. There was a crash, and then a large amount of words being thrown about the room. Minutes later I hear the door smash open, and Klaus is standing there, his jacket with a V neck shirt underneath.

I look up at him, not saying a word, and then he comes to sit by me on the floor. Wrapping his arm around my shoulder, he pulled me close to him, so I was leaning on his shoulder. I couldn't think of Klaus as my enemy, not right now, not when I needed him the most. He's been the only one there for me, through it all. He's the only one who cares about me anymore.

"Shhh." Klaus moved the strands of hair out of my face.

"Klaus-" I pause. Do I really want to? As soon as I ask, I know there is no going back. Do I really want this life? "I want to come back." I whisper.

Klaus

"I want to come back."

I hear her voice echoing inside my head. Yes, of course she does. She's a Petrova, they all want me. I put a small smile on my face. Grabbing her hand, I lead her to her feet, leaning her head against my chest. "Come, let's go home."

She nods and follows me out. "Okay."

Walking out of the bathroom, the Salvatore Brothers are both sitting at the bar-drinks in hand-and staring at us as we walk out. Elena gives a quick glance at the brothers and then hurries to my side. I see them get up, out of their chairs, but give them a look that says, 'sit the fuck down." And I walk my girl to the car, as we head back home.

When we get to the cabin, she looks up at me and smiles.

"What?" I ask, and then pause. "Tell me, why did you want to come back."

She grins. "I want to start a new beginning. Here With you."

I smirk. "I do too." If only she knew the plans I had for her.