Kimberly Gilbert

by VampireGirl1797

Kimberly Gilbert is Elena and Jeremy's older sister. She left Mystic Falls a few months after their parents died in a car accident. Now nearly two years later, she decides it's time to come home. How will she cope with vampires, witches, werewolves and not to mention her attraction to a certain hybrid? Set season two episode 17, "Know Thy Enemy". Mature adult warning.

6. As I Lay Dying

Chapter Six

Elena slept for a solid fourteen hours, not waking up until nine in the morning the next day, when I'd called her to wake her up, at which point so many things had happened. I'd woken up at six in the morning- not by choice, mind you. I loved my sleep and was definitely not a morning person but I just couldn't help but toss and turn during the night, the sense of foreboding growing within me the bigger the knot in my gut got. So when I saw the sun rise I gave up; throwing back the covers, I showered and redressed in some blue jeans and a purple blouse that Jenna had left behind, seeing as I'd forgotten to get my bag out of Stefan's car yesterday. I towel dried my hair as best as I could and left it to hang loosely over my shoulders, knowing it would dry eventually. I also had to go commando in the panties and bra department, which I didn't particularly enjoy, but my discomfort was low on my list of current priorities in that moment.

I walked down the thick-carpeted staircase with a sigh as I tried to swallow a yawn that was attempting to claw its way up my throat. The sense of dread suddenly grew ten fold as I hit the last step and when I heard the sound of someone screaming out in pain, I ran in the direction that it came from without hesitation. I walked into the library to see Damon with his arms spread wide standing in the sunlight as his skin burned. I rushed forward, pushing him as hard as I could to get him into the shadows, which I actually managed to do, I suspected because he was off guard. I closed the drapes and leaned to the ground to pick up his ring, forcing it back onto his finger.

'What in God's name are you doing?' I demanded.

'I'm going to die, I'd rather get it over with now than have to suffer through the hallucinations, unquenchable hunger and fever,' he groaned out as he stepped up off the floor.

'Give us a chance, Damon. There's still hope, and if you kill yourself before you give me and Stefan a chance to help you then this will have all been for nothing.' I shouted, not caring in that moment if anyone else heard me.

'She's right, Damon. We will find you a cure. We promised you.' Stefan said, stepping forward towards his brother. Damon's skin was still burned and it worried me slightly at how long it was taking to heal. Stefan placed his hand on Damon's shoulder, 'we're going to go and see Bonnie. She can contact the ancestors and see if there is a cure.' Stefan said.

'Right a miracle cure. Good luck with that.' Damon replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm, but his expression hinted that he was a little bit hopeful; he just didn't want to get his hopes up.

'In the mean time...' Stefan trailed off and in a flash he and Damon had disappeared. I looked around the room as if I was searching for a hint as to where they'd gone, but I had my answer when I heard one of the cellar doors slamming shut from below me. I quickly made my way down the cellar steps joining Stefan as he talked to Damon through the bars.

'Just say your goodbye now, brother. Get it over with,' Damon murmured, his voice worryingly weak. He started to cough, and when he brought back the hand that he'd lifted to his mouth it was covered in blood.

'We'd better hurry,' I said to Stefan trying to hide the worry from my voice, but Damon heard it anyway.

'Princess, it's fine. There's no cure, so just let me die now while I still have my dignity.' He said, looking up to meet my eyes, his tone pleading.

'No,' I replied, my voice firm, 'there is a cure Damon. I know there is and we're going to find it and make sure it gets to you,' I assured him as I walked out of the cellar, not being able to look at him like that anymore. I wished there was something I could do for his pain, but the only thing I could do was find him the cure. With that in mind, I forced down my feelings of worry, determination sweeping over me. I pulled out my phone from my back pocket and texted Bonnie.

Me: Stefan and Me are leaving the boarding house now. Be there soon.

Bonnie: Ok. I'm just setting up, so I should be ready when you get here.

I walked out of the front door and straight to Stefan's car, not surprised when he flashed to the drivers side a moment later. We got inside and started to drive.

'Stefan I should tell you something.' I said looking over to him, his eyes meeting mine briefly to indicate he was in fact listening, 'I know we are going to get this cure for Damon and I know he's going to be okay…' I trailed off noting the confusion on Stefan's face as he heard the sadness in my voice.

'But I have a bad feeling that this isn't going to end well for you or me.' I met his eyes, 'we're going to have to do something to get it, I don't know what, but whatever it is, it's not going to be good,' I informed him, my voice matter-of-fact. Stefan was quiet for a long moment; he opened his mouth to speak a few times before he closed it again, not being able to form a response.

'I just thought you should know so you have some time to think about it.' I said after he closed his mouth for the third time after not saying anything.

Stefan looked to me; his eyes seemed troubled for a moment before finality took over his expression.

'Whatever I have to do to get this cure, I will do it. I can't- I won't let my brother die.' Stefan said, his voice leaving no impression that he was unsure about his decision. I nodded in acceptance as I turned my head so that I was staring straight forward, out of the window. I saw Stefan's head turn in my direction more than once and I'd heard his jaw snapping shut for the fourth time before I answered the question I knew he was trying to ask.

'I'll do whatever it takes too, Stefan. You don't need to worry about me.' I said giving him a reassuring smile.

Stefan seemed surprised at my statement and asked, 'why?'

I shrugged in response, 'I hate to see anyone in pain let alone someone I know, and if there's anything I can do to stop it then I will.' I said simply, and to me it was that simple. I'd seen the way that Damon was; coughing up blood, taking off his ring in an attempt to kill himself and groaning out in pain- if I could do something to stop that then why wouldn't I?

'Thank you.' Stefan said.

I looked at him and replied with a smile, 'you don't need to thank me, Stefan. Anyone else would do the same thing.'

His eyebrows practically went to his hairline, as he snorted, 'no they wouldn't,' he said, making me frown but I otherwise didn't answer.

We arrived at the burial ground shortly after and found Bonnie already chanting. Not wanting to disturb her, we stood side by side just outside of the circle of candles that Bonnie was currently standing in the centre of.

Bonnie's eyes snapped open but I knew before she opened her mouth to speak, that it wasn't Bonnie we were talking to.

'Why have you come here, Stefan?' The Ghost in Bonnie's body asked.

'Emily,' Stefan said, recognizing her, 'I need your help. I need to know if there's a spell that can heal a werewolf bite.' He pleaded.

Her expression was emotionless as she replied, 'No. Nature ensures a balance to everything.'

'Is that true...or are you just saying no because it's Damon?' I asked, making a move to step forward only to have Stefan pull me back when the fire from the candles suddenly grew in warning.

Her eyes flickered to mine, and for the first time I saw an emotion flicker over her face, just for a moment but it was long enough; for some reason I made her angry.

'Why are you using your powers to help them?' She demanded.

I frowned; Elijah had mentioned that my gifts were supernatural but I hadn't given it any further thought with everything that had been going on.

'Powers?' I asked.

She opened her mouth to respond but then her jaw suddenly snapped shut as if she wasn't allowed to say anymore; her eyes moved back to Stefan, ignoring me completely. I noticed that Stefan looked just as confused as I did when Emily turned back to him suddenly.

'I will not give you what you want.' Emily said, defiant.

'So you're saying that there's an answer to give? Please, if you know something, just tell me. Help me save my brother.' Stefan begged, but I knew that this wasn't where we were going to get the cure; the witches hated vampires and had no reason to help us save one.

Bonnie's body suddenly dropped to the floor as Emily released her, the flames surrounding her blowing out in a sudden gust of wind. I didn't hesitate before stepping over the circle of candles, cradling Bonnie's body to my chest, tightening my hold in comfort when she gasped and her head snapped up to look around. She saw that it was me holding her and immediately looked relieved, her hand squeezing my arm as she exhaled.

'Are you okay?' I asked her, gently stroking her hair.

She nodded at me, smiling reassuringly. Stefan offered us both a hand to help us off the floor, and we took one each.

'They don't want us here. They think I'm abusing their power.' Bonnie said, worry lacing her tone. I squeezed her hand in a comforting gesture before releasing her; she gave me a grateful smile.

'They know something. There's an answer. They just don't want to tell me.' Stefan insisted, seeming lost. I placed my hand on his shoulder, hoping that it would help a little. His worry seemed to disperse slightly and I let my arm fall to my side once again.

'I heard them say a name.' Bonnie admitted reluctantly.

'What was it?' Stefan asked.

'Klaus.' She whispered and the ball of dread in my gut twisted when I heard the name, I looked to Stefan and gave him a small nod. That was where we were going to find our cure.

We left the witches' burial ground shortly after Bonnie gave us the name. I hugged her and thanked her and told her to stay safe before Stefan and I left. We headed towards town, intending to go to Alaric's loft to see if Klaus was still using it, and when I noticed the time I pulled out my phone and dialed Elena's number.

'Hello?' She answered, sounding sleepy.

'Have you only just woken up? It's nine in the morning!' I said, honestly shocked, while I was the late owl and hated waking up before noon, Elena was the complete opposite. She'd happily be up at seven every morning, bright and cheery in a way that made me physically sick.

'Well what can I say? Dying and coming back to life really takes it out of you.' She said her tone teasing.

'Ah ok. I'll let you off this once,' I joked.

'Where are you?' She asked, sounding more awake.

'I'm with Stefan we were just-' I looked over at Stefan, silently asking if we should tell her about Damon; he shook his head no. 'Going to the grill for some breakfast, you know hungry hungry.' I said, cringing at my own voice.

'What's going on, Kimmie?' She said, not buying my story for one second.

'Okay, fine you got me. I'm taking Stefan out on his obligatory get to know my sister's boyfriend meal. Seeing as you were asleep I thought it was the perfect time.' I replied, my voice calmer and much more believable.

'Arghhh,' Elena groaned, I could tell she believed me, 'tell me you're joking. The last boyfriend you took out on one of those dumped me right after!'

'Hey if he wasn't brave enough to carry on dating you after I threatened him then I think it's clear that you were better off without him.' I said.

I could hear her rolling her eyes in annoyance, 'fine whatever. How long will you be?' She asked.

'Ah, don't you worry my dear sister; I already made plans for you to avoid the boredom setting in. You are expected at home at precisely nine thirty this morning.' I lied.

'Nine thirty?' She shouted, 'Kim it's a quarter after!' I could hear banging in the back ground as she rushed around to get ready.

I chuckled, 'well you better get a move on then! Have fun!' I said before I hung up the phone, before I put it away I quickly texted Jenna.

Me: Hey, Elena's coming over, she should be there in about half an hour. She thinks your expecting her; play along for your favorite niece?

Jenna: What are you up to?

Me: I'm taking Stefan for his obligatory get to know my sister's boyfriend meal. I need her distracted.

Jenna: I'm definitely going to regret this.

Me: Probably.

Jenna: Ok. I'll do it.

Me: You're the best!

I put my phone away as we pulled up in front of Alaric's loft.

'Get to know your sister's boyfriend meal?' Stefan asked as we got out of the car his expression a mixture of curiosity and amusement. Weird. He must have been hiding his intimidation with humor, understandable I supposed.

'Oh yeah that's a thing.' I winked at him, 'and you will be victim to it when we're not too busy trying to stop people being sacrificed or trying to find a magical cure' I muttered as we made our way up the steps.

'I look forward to it,' Stefan said giving me a genuine smile.

I frowned and crossed my arms over my chest, 'no. You're not supposed to look forward to it, you're supposed to be terrified.' I said looking him up and down, giving him my most intimidating stare, but he just looked like he was trying not to laugh. He must be very good at hiding his fear… interesting.

'Anyway,' Stefan said, 'how much time do we have before Elena get's suspicious?'

'The longest one lasted for three and a half hours. He was relentless, but I eventually scared him away when I told him that Elena was saving herself for marriage,' I answered honestly, causing Stefan to snort loudly.

'Right so we've got a good amount of time then.' Stefan said after he composed himself.

I nodded, 'do you think Damon will be okay on his own?' I asked.

'Don't worry, I sent Ric over there to keep him company and to make sure he doesn't attempt any sacrificial ploys,' Stefan replied as we stopped in front of Ric's door. I didn't respond, instead I moved forward, twisting the doorknob before throwing it open; it hit the wall with a bang. I looked around the apartment, noticing that the living room and kitchen were open planned. There was a door to my right that I assumed led to the bedroom, as there were no other doors I took it that the bedroom had an en suite.

Katherine stepped in the hallway, coming from the kitchen, a furious expression on her face as we stepped into the apartment. Clearly Klaus was nowhere to be found.

'What the hell is happening? I've been stuck here for two days! Klaus is supposed to be DEAD,' She shouted, completely furious. I didn't even bother to look at her, not trusting myself to not make a snide comment that would piss off the five hundred year old vampire even more.

'We ran into complications.' Stefan answered.

'Complications?' She asked, her anger simmering as confusion took over.

'Doesn't really matter. I just need to find him. Do you have any idea where he might be?' He said.

All of a sudden, Katherine reaches forward and slams us both to the wall, her eyes telling us to be quiet. I narrow my eyes in anger at the throbbing coming from the back of my head but otherwise remain silent.

'Klaus. You're back; look who decided to come for a visit,' Katherine said as Klaus and Elijah entered the room. I avoided his gaze, not trusting my heart to not give away my attraction to the room full of people with supernatural hearing.

Katherine released her grip on our throats and I sent her a murderous glare, rubbing where her hand had been, already feeling a bruise starting to form. I nearly lunged for her when she sent me a smug smirk in response, but Stefan grabbed my arm, keeping me in place. Luckily for her. When he didn't move his hand off my arm I turned to him, raising my eyebrows in question.

'I'll let you go when you look a little less murderous.' Stefan said.

'I'm perfectly calm Stefan,' I said, and my voice was clam eerily calm. My eyes moved back to Katherine's and I gave her a smile that I was certain looked evil, 'perfectly calm,' I assured her and I was briefly amused when I saw her take a step back, moving to put the coffee table in between us, and I wasn't the only one; I heard Klaus chuckle but I refused to look in his direction, favoring the wall instead.

'Well you're definitely something else. Aren't you love?' Klaus said, I could feel his eyes on me but I refused to look at him. Arrogant bastard.

'I need your help-,' he cut off when I cleared my throat and gave him a pointed look, 'we need your help… for Damon.' Stefan said and I nodded in approval.

'Well, whatever it is, it's gonna have to wait a tick. You see, I have an obligation to my brother that requires my immediate attention.' Klaus said as he walked into the bedroom, without even thinking I moved to stand next to Elijah. He gave me a confused look, but otherwise didn't question it; he looked over to Stefan his voice soft as he spoke.

'You understand how important family is, or you wouldn't be here. My brother gave me his word that he would reunite me with my own.' Elijah said.

'And so I shall,' Klaus said from the bedroom, and as if I was being controlled by someone else, my body moved in front of Elijah's protectively. Klaus however was moving too fast and so wasn't able to stop himself from stabbing me with the silver dagger he was planning on using on Elijah. Luckily I was stood slightly to the side of where Elijah's heart was, meaning that the dagger only pierced through my ribcage in to my lungs. You know… only. My eyes widened in shock as I felt the dagger pierce my left lung, my mouth opened as I tried to take a breath but I couldn't. I couldn't. I noticed Klaus' wide eyes before I fell to my knees, he appeared to be too shocked to stop me from falling, so did the rest of the vampires in the room. I reached to pull the dagger out, grounding my jaw to stop myself from yelling in pain; I coughed as my body fought to bring in some oxygen to no avail. I could feel tears streaming down my face from the pain it caused. This seemed to snap everyone into action as Elijah and Stefan kneeled down beside me, as well as a wrist, a bite mark freeing the blood from underneath the person's skin. I took it without question, not even looking to see whose blood I was drinking; I didn't stop drinking until the burning in my chest subsided and I could finally breathe again. I almost didn't want to stop drinking, the blood tasted… good hell it was better than good; it was divine. My thoughts brought me to my senses and when this happened I noticed the tingles the arm I was holding to my lips was causing to erupt throughout my body, without thinking, my eyes looked up into Klaus' and I felt my traitorous heart skip a beat. God Damn it. The worry in his eyes disappeared as he smirked, his dimples becoming more prominent. Why did he have to have dimples?

I released his wrist before he could make some inappropriate remark that would make me more embarrassed as I pushed myself off the floor with a sigh.

'Well I have to say, I did not enjoy that.' I muttered sarcastically, looking down to my- well Jenna's- shirt as an excuse to avoid the smug gaze of Klaus along with the shocked expressions that were on everyone else's faces. The tear in the blouse was a few inches thick but I was absolutely drenched in blood, making me wrinkle my nose in disgust.

'That wasn't a very smart thing to do, love. You could have hurt yourself,' Klaus said, smirking.

My eyes narrowed in annoyance as I met his gaze while I handed the silver dagger I was still holding over to Elijah, 'oh you think you're funny don't you?' I asked.

'No, love. I know I am.'

'Well that's weird, because I don't hear anyone laughing,' I said, making a show of holding my hand up to my ear.

He chuckled, clearly amused with my antics.

'Anyway… are we going to get back to why we're here or not?' I said my eyes flickering to Stefan; Klaus was getting on my last nerve.

'Ah, ah, ah. I told you I had an urgent matter to attend to, love. Didn't your mother teach you any manners?' He asked his expression dropping a little when he saw my eyes harden.

'Listen, here, you absolute arrogant, pompous, annoying pri-,' I was cut off when Stefan grabbed my waist and pulled me away from Klaus, he didn't get very far though as Klaus grabbed the hand that I had been poking him in the chest with, pulling me towards him. Of course Stefan's strength was no match for Klaus' and he pulled me from Stefan's grip with no trouble. Before I could blink, my whole body was pressed against his and I could hear my own heart react. Klaus leaned down his nose skimming my collarbone as he inhaled. I shook my head in mock annoyance as I fought a shiver, 'enjoying yourself?' I muttered sarcastically.

He chuckled but otherwise didn't answer; I could feel all of the other vampires holding their breath as they waited for what he was going to do. Personally I was annoyed. At him and myself; why did my body feel like it was on fire wherever he touched me?

'What's with the constant need to inhale me?' I asked, losing my patience, 'I mean I know you're a vampire, but this is ridiculous.'

'Do you remember your debt to me?' He asked, taking a step back, releasing my wrist, I wasted no time in moving to stand by Stefan.

'Yes,' I said.

'Well I've decided what you can do for me,' He smiled.

'Okay…' I said nervously, I was trying and failing to read his expression for what it might be, but when he had is mask up it was impenetrable.

'A taste of your blood.' He said, his eyes flickering to my throat as he spoke, I wouldn't have been surprised if he was listening to my pulse in that moment.

'Right now?' I asked, thinking about how much blood I'd already lost today.

He seemed surprised that I didn't argue with him before he shook his head, 'not today, love. But I will collect.' He said, his voice ringing with promise.

'Can't wait.' I muttered sarcastically.

He chuckled before he turned to his brother, 'now Elijah, about our family…' it all happened so fast; I tried to move forward to help as Klaus reached forward and snapped his neck, causing Elijah to fall to the floor, before he reached into Elijah's suit pocket and brought out the silver dagger, embedding it into his chest. I winced at the action, my own experience with the dagger making me more sympathetic towards Elijah as his skin turned grey.

'Now… where were we?' Klaus smirked devilishly as he rushed forward, I moved to stand in front of Stefan, but he anticipated my move and called over to Katherine to restrain me. In a flash he had Stefan pinned to the wall, holding his heart in his hand. Katherine held my hands behind my back firmly, and I didn't bother fighting, knowing it would be pointless.

'Now, what am I gonna do with you?' Klaus said, glaring at Stefan. I cleared my throat, wanting him to know Stefan wasn't in on this alone. He turned to me sending me a smirk that made my heart beat rise a little, 'I'll get to you, love don't you worry.'

He turned back to Stefan who was trying not to choke on the blood that was coming into his mouth, 'the witches said you had a cure. Make me a deal. Just give me the cure, and I'll do whatever you want.' Stefan begged. Klaus took his hand from Stefan's chest, letting him fall to the floor.

'The problem is you're of no use to me like this. You're just shy of useless.' He said as he walked to the fridge, pulling out a blood bag and filling a glass to the brim before taking a sip.

'None for me thanks,' I muttered.

He looked to me, his blue eyes twinkling in amusement before he returned his gaze to Stefan.

'I heard about this one vampire, crazy bloke, always on and off the wagon for decades. When he was off, he was magnificent. 1917, he went into Monterrey and wiped out an entire migrant village...A true ripper. Sound familiar?' Klaus asked, kneeling on the floor beside Stefan as he waited for his wound to heal.

'I haven't been that way in a very long time.' Stefan said.

'Well, that's the vampire I can make a deal with. That is the kind of talent that I can use when I leave this town.' Klaus said before he glanced over to me, 'well… vampire and human.' He smirked.

I frowned, confused. I had already known that whatever it would take for us to get the cure for Damon would involve something bad for Stefan and me but this wasn't what I had in mind.

'What are you saying exactly?' I asked, my head cocked to the side as I tried to read his expression.

'You want to save Damon? How 'bout a decade-long bender? I have big plans for you both when we leave this town.' He said his smirk growing.

I had to bite my lip to stop myself from protesting- a decade? Not all of us were immortal; I'd be thirty by the time we came back. But I knew that didn't really matter; if a decade with Klaus and Stefan was what it took to save Damon then I'd do it. But I had to know why.

'Why do you want me as well? I can understand where Stefan would be useful but what good am I?' I asked.

'You're a lot more unique and useful than you give yourself credit for, Kim,' He said his eyes flickering over my face before he continued, 'I have no doubt that you'll prove your usefulness.'

I didn't say anything in response, I just slumped into Katherine's hold feeling frustrated; he knew what I was I could see it in his eyes but it didn't look like he was going to volunteer the information anytime soon. Klaus walked to the fridge pulling out three blood bags. He sat down in an armchair after he turned it to face Stefan. He threw one of the bags at Stefan's feet.

'Drink' he ordered.

Stefan picked up the blood bag and took a hesitant sip.

'All of it.'

Stefan drank until the bag was empty, only to have another thrown at his feet. He repeated the process again and again and again. I sighed in annoyance.

'The cure, Klaus. Do you have it or what? Otherwise you're just wasting our time.' I said, allowing my frustration to creep into my voice. Klaus looked over to me from the armchair before he was suddenly back in front of me.

'You can let her go now, Katarina. Thank you.' His eyes didn't leave mine as he spoke, and I was having trouble looking away from the intensity shining from his blue orbs. He blinked, breaking the trance as he reached behind me to grab Katherine. He allowed his hybrid face to come forward, his eyes glowing amber while black veins pulsed underneath his eyes. I couldn't help but find his werewolf eyes fascinating as I stared into them; I was broken out of my trance when I heard Katherine yell in pain. I noticed that he had bitten her, before Katherine could freak out even more; he bit into his wrist and fed her his blood, the wound healed instantly.

'Your blood is the cure.' Stefan said.

'Gotta love mother nature' Klaus smirked, grabbing a clear bottle from the kitchen countertop cutting his wrist with a knife from the knife rack as he let his blood fill the bottle half way. He put a cork in it and placed it on the counter top.

'You want your cure? There it is.' Klaus said, as if he was daring one of us to take it.

'This feels like a trick…' I said, as I took a hesitant step forward, and sure enough as soon as I did Klaus had pushed me down onto the armchair he had been occupying for most of the afternoon.

'Now, now love. First we need to make a deal-,'

'I thought we already had?' I said frowning, 'we gallivant with you for a decade. Deal made.'

Klaus' eyebrows shot up in surprise, 'well Kim's on board. What about you, Stefan?' Klaus asked, throwing him another blood bag, Stefan drains it as if to answer his question. Klaus smiled; I could practically see the wheels turning in his head as he thought about everything he could do with Stefan and me.

'So now that's settled… the cure? All of this deal making is pointless if Damon succumbs to his werewolf bite.' I reminded him.

'Katarina' Klaus said as he picked the bottle up from the counter top and handed it to her. He looked into her eyes, compelling her 'take this to Damon, and come right back.' As soon as he had spoken she took the bottle and flashed out of the front door.

Stefan looked to me in worry as he remembered that Katherine was on vervain, I nodded to him, letting him know that Damon would get the cure. I sighed as I settled further into the chair closing my eyes as I tried to keep a sense of calm. I'd just agreed to give up ten years of my life. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't bring myself to regret it, because I knew that Damon was going to be okay, and to me that was what was most important.

'You know she's not coming back, right?' I asked, my eyes still closed.

'Why, because she's on vervain?' Klaus replied.

My eyes opened as I met his gaze, surprised.

'If you knew she was on vervain, why did you let her go when you've been looking for her for so long?' I asked, confused.

'Don't worry, Kim. You and Stefan will help me catch her in no time,' He smirked, not actually answering my question.

Stefan pushed himself up off the floor, offering me his hand as he pulled me up from the armchair. I understood why he was so eager to leave- he didn't want Klaus to find out about Elena. As if on cue, two men both wearing all black walked into the apartment, going straight to Elijah's body on the floor and carried it out without a word.

'Well, let's make a move shall we?' Klaus said brightly, obviously happy about the situation. I however was trying not to hyperventilate; I was leaving town again with a vampire and the worlds oldest Original Hybrid and I wasn't going to get to say goodbye to my family. This was it. I pushed down the sadness growing in my gut, making my expression appear blank as I linked my arm through Stefan's and followed Klaus out of the front door.

'Let's take your car, shall we mate?' Klaus asked, taking in Stefan's car with an appreciative gaze. I didn't know why, all I knew was that it was a red car that had nowhere near enough room in it.

'We're not going to be using this car the whole time, right?' I asked, slightly worried as I imagined the stiff muscles I would most likely get from being in such a confined space for long periods of time.

Klaus chuckled before he shook his head, 'no love, we'll be upgrading soon don't you worry.'

I sighed in relief as I contorted my body to fit into the back seat, trying not to complain about the fact that I had to tilt my head slightly to fit my head in the back. We were driving for about twenty minutes before we got to a warehouse in the middle of nowhere. During the drive I'd remembered with a start that I still had the bag I'd packed for the boarding house yesterday in the trunk of the car, almost as if I'd known I would need it. I had to wait for Stefan and Klaus to get out of the car before I could climb out, and as soon as my feet touched the floor I went to the trunk and pulled it open. Both Stefan and Klaus looked confused as to what I was doing, only becoming more so, when I smiled as I saw that my bag was still there. I pulled the duffel from the trunk and slung it over my shoulder.

'You never unloaded it, huh?' Stefan said, understanding.

'No. I was so eager to get away from Damon yesterday that I totally forgot.' I admitted, remembering Damon's refusal to talk.

'Well isn't that convenient,' Klaus smirked as we followed him into the warehouse, I rolled my eyes in response.

The whole warehouse was dark, aside from a small portion in the middle of the room where a coffin stood open revealing Elijah's body. I noticed the two men that had collected his body were lurking at the edge of the lights; if they'd taken another step back I wouldn't have been able to see them. Klaus walked up to the coffin, looking at Elijah with a sad expression on his face.

'Well I suppose, brother in a way you will be reunited with our family,' he said before he closed the lid, looking over to his two minions, 'put him with the others. We leave town tonight.' Klaus said.

My phone chimed, alerting me to a new text. I noticed Stefan pulling out his phone as well.

Elena: Damon's okay. Where are you?

I looked over to Stefan and we shared a look of relief that Damon was fine as well as sadness over the fact that we wouldn't get to see Elena again for a long time. I sighed in defeat as I placed my phone back into my pocket after deleting the text and putting my phone on silent.

'Did Katarina make it in time?' Klaus asked, smiling.

I only nodded in response.

'Then why do you look so glum, love?'

I looked away from him but otherwise didn't answer, staring in the direction that his henchmen had disappeared in with Elijah's coffin. I could feel him staring at the side of my head but I refused to acknowledge him.

'Are we done here? Can we go?' Stefan asked, taking Klaus' attention from me.

'Not quite. You see, I have a gift for you.' Klaus said, and my gaze whipped to him, a feeling of dread forming in my stomach that only grew when a girl no more than sixteen stepped from the shadows; she looked terrified. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, her ice blue eyes glistened with fear. I went to walk over to her without even thinking, my only thought being to take away some of her fear. But Klaus held his hand up to me in warning, I froze where I stood, but the girl met my eyes when she noticed that I had stepped forward. I gave her a soft reassuring smile, while my eyes told her that I was sorry that this was happening to her. The fear in her eyes seemed to ebb away, and she gave me a bright smile in response. Klaus seemed amazed as he looked in between me and the girl who was now wiping the tears away from her cheeks.

'Incredible. One look from you and suddenly she isn't afraid anymore,' Klaus' eyes locked to mine in fascination before he forced himself to snap out of it, he turned back to the girl, holding out his hand, 'Come here, sweetheart.'

She looked to me before she stepped forward, coming to a stop in front of Klaus; he turned her so that she was facing Stefan and me as he pulled her short blonde hair back from her neck.

'See, I wanna make sure you honor our deal...that you'll be of use to me. Kim's just proven her usefulness' Klaus said, making his hybrid features come forward as he lent forward and bit into her neck. He drank for her moment before he pulled back, blood lightly dripping from his mouth as he grinned in pleasure. I felt Stefan stiffen beside me and when I looked over to him I noticed that his eyes were fixated upon the open wound on her neck. Without even thinking I went to move in front of her, but Klaus flashed over and pulled my back against his chest, holding me in place.

'I could have compelled her to behave, but a real ripper enjoys the hunt.' Klaus murmured, his breath tickling the back of my neck as he turned his head to speak to Stefan beside me. The girl started to run in the direction that she came from, and I was glad that she made it to the shadows before Stefan caught her; as selfish as it was I couldn't bear the thought of watching him kill her. Klaus turned my body around so that my front was now pressed to him instead. I looked up at him and noticed that he had at some point wiped the blood from around his mouth.

'Now, love don't worry. You'll be seeing far worse than this. You'd better get used to it,' he said, his voice just above a whisper, his hand gently wiping away a tear that I didn't realize had fallen.

'I don't know if I can,' I answered honestly, my voice breaking as I heard the girl scream; Stefan must have caught her.

'You will.' He said, his voice seeming sure.

'What did you mean when you said I proved my usefulness earlier?' I asked, trying to distract myself from the fact an innocent girl was dying and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Stefan needed to kill her to prove his loyalty to Klaus, so that we could leave town and get Klaus as far away from Elena as possible.

'You have an uncanny ability of being able to make people feel calm even on the brink of death,' he said, the hand that he had wiped the tear away with now caressing the side of my face. His other hand moved to firmly grip my waist, I didn't know if he did it on purpose to take my mind of the girl but it worked; the only thing I could focus on in that moment was how good his hands felt on my body.

'I noticed it at the ritual. You comforted both the werewolf and the vampire with a few words and a look. Your sister was so comforted that she fell asleep on you. You managed to make her relax when I fed on her to the point of her death. A bit peculiar don't you think?' He said, his thumb moving back and forth on my cheek, stroking gently.

I just shrugged, I didn't know what he wanted me to say; I didn't know how or why it happened.

'I'll come up with a theory about what you are, love. But then you do something else that completely side steps it. For example, your uncanny ability to know when something is going to happen, or when something isn't quite right. When I was in the history teacher's body, when I was planning on kidnapping the local vampire and werewolf, when I was going to dagger-,' He cut off as I interrupted him.

'So in other words, you haven't got a clue?' I asked, grinning in amusement.

He looked at me, his face blank for a moment, and I swore I heard his breath catch. He composed himself and grinned back, it was a true genuine smile and it made my heart beat pick up.

'I have a few theories, but we'll figure it out love don't you worry. If any one of my ideas are correct you will prove to be incredibly useful.' He whispered into my ear before he placed a soft kiss on the side of my jaw, making me inhale sharply at the jolt that travelled through my body. As he moved himself back he stopped when his face was only half an inch away from mine, I could feel his eyes on me as he waited for what I was going to do. The trouble was, at that point, rational thinking had completely left me. All I could think about was how good his lips had felt on my skin and how I needed to know how his mouth would feel on mine. I could feel myself leaning forward and I felt my lower lip gently brush against his, I gasped, the touch immediately making me want more. I was about to slam my lips to his when someone clearing their throat broke me out of my daze. I stepped back removing my hands from Klaus' hair, frowning when I tried to remember when that had happened. When I'd put a few feet between us the fog clouding my brain cleared, and I looked over to Stefan with my hands raised in a defensive gesture. Though my heart was beating so fast that I could hear it, not to mention the fact that I was breathing heavily as I tried to get my heartbeat back to normal. It was safe to say that any attempt at appearing innocent was completely futile.

Stefan seemed a mixture of shocked and worried when I met his eyes, I just shrugged at him pointing accusingly in Klaus' direction, which Klaus seemed to find amusing as he chuckled with his hands clasped behind his back.

'Right, let's get going shall we?' Klaus said, clapping his hands together, the sudden action making me jump.

I picked up my duffel bag off the floor, wondering when I'd dropped it as me and Stefan followed behind Klaus as he made his way out of the door that we came through.

I turned to Stefan, 'if we're going to be road tripping with him for ten years, we're gonna have to have a few rules.' I said my eyes flickering in Klaus' direction as I spoke. Stefan raised his eyebrows, curious. He nodded his head slightly in encouragement, wanting me to continue, 'don't leave me alone with him. Ever.' I muttered.

'You got it,' Stefan said, nodding to me, his eyes flickering to Klaus who was now talking to the two vampires from earlier who were in the front of a huge white lorry, 'what was that anyway?' He asked.

'I don't know, I'm fine unless he gets too close.'

'And if he does get close…' Stefan trails off.

'My mind goes foggy and I can't think straight. I don't know why, but if he hasn't already he's going to make the connection and use it against me.' I said after I looked to make sure Klaus' attention was still elsewhere.

Stefan nodded, not questioning me any further; I didn't know if it was because he didn't have anything else to ask me or if it was because he felt that Klaus had tuned back into our conversation, but either way we lapsed into a comfortable silence. Klaus patted the side of the lorry, which the vampires took as a signal and drove away, revealing a black truck it two sets of bench styled seats and I quickly claimed the passenger side knowing I'd get carsick in the back. Stefan slid in to sit behind Klaus; I flung my duffel into the seat behind me, nearly taking off Klaus' head as he climbed in to the drivers seat. I couldn't help but snort in amusement when he glared at me.

'Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose,' I said holding my hands up defensively, 'though it was funny,' I mumbled under my breath, but of course they could both hear me; Klaus' glare intensified when Stefan laughed.

I settled into my seat as we started driving, the longer we drove, the more I wished I could change my clothes. I was still wearing Jenna's clothes that I'd put on at the boarding house that morning; they were drenched in what was now dried blood, and we were nearing eleven at night. I was exhausted and I just wanted to go to sleep, but whenever I was on the brink I'd jolt awake again because I wasn't wearing clothes that were comfortable to sleep in. Eventually I gave up and all of a sudden turned around in my seat, my ass sticking up in the air as I reached over into my bag. I glanced over at Stefan and noticed that he looked like he was sleeping, though he could have easily been faking it to avoid Klaus making conversation. I unzipped the duffel and sighed in relief when I saw a pair of navy cotton shorts and a hot pink vest top sitting at the top. I grabbed them, re-zipped the bag and sat back down in my seat.

'If I catch you looking I will gouge out your eyes,' I said pointing at Klaus with my index finger, my tone one of warning. He frowned at me in confusion until he noticed the change of clothing in my hands, causing him to smirk.

'No worries, love.' He said, looking forward.

I didn't trust him for one moment, so I pulled my vest top on over my blouse. Then I reached underneath unbuttoning it, I pulled my arm out of the right sleeve and yanked the whole blouse out from underneath my vest top when I pulled on the left sleeve. When I felt the cold, clean material against my chest I sighed in relief, at least until I realized I wasn't wearing a bra, and I remembered that I wasn't wearing any freaking panties either. I almost groaned in annoyance, but I didn't want Klaus to look over to me. Thinking quickly I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, laying the blouse over my lap as I pulled my jeans slowly down my legs. Then as quickly as I could I pulled the cotton shorts on, ignoring the bite of the cold on my legs coming from the seats. When I was done I bunched up the clothes and leaned behind me to stuff them into the side compartment in my duffel. When I turned back around I settled into my seat, finally comfortable as I sat with my back to the passenger door, my legs pulled up to my chest as I leaned against the back of the bench seat, smiling as I felt the familiar and welcome darkness consume me. Just as I was on the edge of sleep I felt a hand resting on my calf, rubbing back and forth as if trying to generate heat. Which if that was the purpose it succeeded; the warmth spread throughout my body, making me feel as if I was on fire. I made a sound of protest when it went to move away, and I heard a familiar chuckle in response, I was too far-gone to pinpoint how I knew it before I was out like a light.

This concludes the last chapter of season two! I'm going to add the new chapters on to this still seeing as we only have six chapters so far. I enjoyed writing this and I'm excited to explore the possibilities between Klaus, Stefan and Kim in the next few chapters.

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