Chapter Seven

I blinked against the sunlight that was shining through the car windows, I couldn't help but groan in annoyance as I threw my arm over my eyes, trying my hardest to get back to sleep. But it was no use, with the sun rising, it would make the inside of the truck unbearably hot in no time. I sighed in defeat and angrily threw my arm away, wincing as the sunlight shone on my closed eyelids once more. I kept my eyes shut as I waited for myself to fully wake up, and as I became fully conscious I noticed an unusual amount of heat coming from my left side making me frown. Usually, the bench seats were somewhat cool and they wouldn't have heated up that fast seeing as the sun had only just risen. I assessed my position as I kept my eyes closed and noted I was sitting how I'd always sleep; leaning against the bench seat with my knees pulled up to my chest. It was then I noticed that the bench seat that I was leaning on was much more comfortable than usual. Almost as if it was an instinct, I nuzzled deeper into the heat that was encircling me, sighing at the sense of calm that washed over me, squelching the confusion that had been present a moment before.

I was just about to fall into unconsciousness when I heard a chuckle hit me. That wasn't what made me snap my eyes open though; over the past few months I'd grown used to Klaus chuckling at me as I groaned and moaned in disdain at the sunlight forcing me awake. No, what made my eyes snap open were the vibrations I felt on the left side of my body, as if that was where the chuckles were coming from. When I opened my eyes I realised with a start that I was staring at the side of a neck and not just any neck, but Klaus' neck. I realised that somehow I had thrown myself over his lap, my ass on the bench seat to the right of his legs, my feet on the bench seat to the left of his legs, with my whole upper body leaning against his. I gasped in a breath as the thought echoed throughout my mind, and I snapped away from the peaceful calm feeling I had been experiencing, now feeling as if someone had just tipped ice cold water over me.

I was cuddling with Klaus Mikaelson. Klaus Mikaelson's embrace had made me feel calm. What. The. Hell. As I inhaled sharply, Klaus' scent registered in my mind, making me realise that I was still basically in his lap. Without another thought I moved my hands from around his neck and tried to move away from him, but the small space made it difficult. I couldn't swing me legs around because of the steering wheel and dash board and I couldn't scoot myself back using just my arms due to the fact that I basically had no upper body strength, which made me wonder exactly how we'd gotten into this position in the first place. He was still sat in his usual seat, giving the impression that I had come to him, but I couldn't remember it and there was no way I had managed to do this while I was unconscious; I suspected he had something to do with it. So instead of admitting defeat, I huffed crossing my arms over my chest as I looked up to Klaus' smug gaze, narrowing my eyes in suspicion.

'Comfortable, love?' He asked, his voice slightly lower and huskier seeing as he'd just woken up. I hated it because it made his accent more pronounced and made my heart beat go erratic, which wasn't good seeing as it was already erratic enough with him touching me pretty much everywhere.

'Why do I feel like you had something to do with this?' I asked, my tone one of blame.

He gave me a smug smile that made my spine tingle before he answered, 'it's not my fault love you kept reaching for me and after a while you started saying my name. It was the damnedest thing; as soon as I touched you, you quietened right down.'

I cleared my throat as I tried to fight a blush; it made sense I supposed, I'd been told that I was the type to seek out cuddles in my sleep. I remembered the picture that Damon had taken at the boarding house the second day that I had arrived back on Mystic Falls. I had fallen asleep on the couch and somehow forced Elena to my chest as I forced her into a bear hug. But still… Klaus Mikaelson. My cuddling tendencies knew no bounds apparently.

'Sorry. Apparently I'm cuddly in my sleep,' I shrugged not even bothering to deny it.

'Don't worry love,' he leaned forward his mouth inches from my ear as he whispered, 'I didn't mind.' His hot breath cascaded over my ear and my neck making me shiver in pleasure. I sighed in frustration as I heard him chuckle smugly, his smirk showing off his dimples as he pulled himself back. My eyes snapped to his and my mouth opened as I was about to retort, but in that moment I noticed how close we were. Close enough that if I wanted I would only have to move forward a centimetre and my lips would be on his. The problem was in that moment I couldn't think of one reason why kissing him wasn't a good idea. My eyes flickered to his mouth before I met his eyes again and when I did, I saw his smugness fade away to something else; hunger. Hunger that seemed to intensify when he stared into my eyes, and that was how I knew that I was looking to him in exactly the same way. I felt his hand brush my hair behind my shoulder, the same hand then moving to gently caress the side of my face. My own hands moved of their own accord as one tangled into his curls, and the other moved to his shoulder and held onto him firmly, making his eyes darken lustfully.

Just as I was about to move forward, he moved back. I frowned in confusion and disappointment; I looked at him, silently questioning him as to why he had suddenly moved away from me.

'So, are we going to stop for a bite to eat before we track down these girls?' Stefan asked from the back seat, making realisation and embarrassment wash over me like a bucket of ice water.

Stefan had made good on the promise he made with me before we left town with Klaus; he hadn't left me alone with him once. So he hadn't had to witness me being within kissing distance of Klaus since the close call in the warehouse, and I could hear the same surprise and worry in his tone that had been present the first time he had walked in on me and Klaus in a similar position a few months ago.

Stefan's voice had broken the spell, just in time, mind you, and I tried again to move back to my usual seat by the passenger side window, but failed much like I had the first time. Klaus chuckled in amusement before he gently lifted me up and moved me so that my back was now against the passenger side door; I was annoyed at how little effort it took for him to literally lift up my entire body, while I struggled to shuffle a few feet.

I reached to the back digging inside my duffel bag, giving Stefan a grateful smile as I searched for some clothes to change into for the day. Knowing that we'd most likely be inside the air conditioned car for most of the day I favoured some high waisted skinny jeans and paired them with a plain white crop top with thin straps, I pulled out my pink suede jacket as well just in case I got cold. I grabbed a bra, making sure it was white and a fresh pair of panties, I made sure I had everything before I turned around.

'I don't know about you guys but I'm starving,' Stefan said, adding to his remark when no one responded.

'Me too, though probably not for the same thing you are,' I said giving him a teasing smile before turning around as I pulled the vest top I had been wearing over my head. Stefan probably moved his gaze away, used to the routine by now; I had to forgo any shyness if I wanted to wear fresh clothes, something that I had quickly learned. We were usually on the road, meaning that we slept in the car most of the time. Though Klaus did assure that we stayed in a hotel at least once a week so that we could all get our clothes laundered. Klaus had sent off his minions to buy him and Stefan clothes on day one of the road trip, his only request being that they didn't go overboard as he didn't want to lug an excessive amount of clothes around with them. Most likely because the car wasn't the biggest and that's where the clothes would be stored ninety eight per cent of the time. His minions had returned with roughly a weeks worth of clothes for him and Stefan, thus the weekly hotel trips for laundering.

As I pulled the crop top on over my head I heard a bag unzipping behind me and figured that Stefan was changing his clothes as well. I pulled down my bra straps and undid the back, pulling the bra off from underneath my crop top. I grabbed the new bra, careful not to flash anything as I moved the cups over my breasts as I clipped it at the back and moved the straps over my arms. I grabbed my jacket and lay it over my lap as I pulled down both my cotton shorts and panties, leaving them on the car floor as I pulled on my fresh panties. Finally I was able to pull back the jacket after I'd quickly slipped on my jeans, happy that I didn't have to worry about flashing anything, I gathered up my dirty clothes on my lap.

'Everyone decent?' I asked, not wanting to turn around and see Stefan indecent.

'Yeah I'm good,' Stefan answered.

I nodded and turned to shove my pyjamas into the side compartment of my duffel before I turned back around and settled into my seat. I pulled on my seatbelt and wound the window down in preparation; I liked the wind hitting my face when we were driving, which I suspected we would be soon.

'So, we checking out that house today?' I asked, as I turned my head back into Klaus' direction, noticing that he'd already managed to change his clothes in the time it took for me to put my seatbelt on and wind my window down. Stupid supernatural speed.

'Yes love, we are. It shouldn't take too long for us to get there. Maybe a couple of hours.' Klaus replied.

'So we're looking at more like three hours then?' I said, continuing when Klaus looked confused, 'you know, with the food stop on the way. Not all of us can survive off blood, buddy. I need food,' I muttered, rubbing my stomach for emphasis.

Klaus rolled his eyes at my dramatics, but nodded in agreement. I thanked him before moving to stare out of the window. I did this every day; I took the time to think about my baby sister and brother at home, hoping that they were doing just fine without me, even though I knew they weren't. My abilities didn't stop me from trying to fool myself though; I might have been in denial just a tad. I hated that they were hurting and I hated that their pain was getting worse and worse every day and there was nothing I could do about it. So I took the time every morning to collect myself and push down my feelings of guilt and sadness after I reached out to read their feelings. I was getting better at it; in the beginning it took me a solid hour of silence and staring to collect myself, but now I was so used to the routine I was only silent for around five minutes. I still felt it, like a needle piercing my heart twenty-four hours a day, but in doing this and acknowledging their pain, it allowed me to stay in control.

'Okay so whose turn was it to pick a game?' I asked, my voice bright.

I'd decided from the moment I opened my eyes on day one of this road trip that I was going to make the most of it. I wasn't going to be miserable, I was going to be as positive as I could be and enjoy what I could. After all, we were talking about ten years of my life and I'd be damned if I was going to spend it in misery. Don't get me wrong there was moments of complete misery; like when I'd had to bear witness to Klaus ordering Stefan to kill countless people after they had fulfilled their purpose and given us a lead to follow in order to find a particular werewolf. But seeing as I'd had years of practice in avoiding my feelings I'd pushed down my horror, guilt and sorrow over witnessing countless innocent people die and refused to deal with it. So far it was working, but I knew I was close to breaking; which seeing as we were only a few months in on a decade long bender, it wasn't looking good for me.

Stefan and Klaus both groaned in unison and I laughed; they both hated my insistence that we do something other than sit in silence to pass the time. But I couldn't have sat still if they'd paid me; I was restless after fifteen minutes of silence, I needed to be entertained.

'I think it was yours Stefan.' I said turning to give him a bright grin, which only grew when he rolled his eyes.

'I don't have any games,' he muttered.

'Don't be such a spoil sport,' I said, 'you can't actually expect me to believe that you've been around for more then ten decades and failed to pick up some road trip games?'

Stefan sighed in defeat and I heard Klaus chuckle at how easily I'd gotten him to come around.

'Fine. How about you pick instead?' Stefan suggested.

'Okay, how about-,'

'We are not playing would you rather again.' Klaus interrupted me, his voice stern.

I wasn't the slightest bit intimidated; over the months we'd gotten used to each other's moods and while he was genuinely annoyed, he wasn't annoyed to the point of me having to give in. Though I would have been able to tell that without all of this extra time spent around him; my 'gifts' seemed to be growing and getting stronger and stronger every day, it felt like I was working my way up to something and I didn't know what to do with it seeing as I didn't actually know what I was. I think that this growth was why I could feel Elena and Jeremy's feelings from so far away, but only if I concentrated, hence my quiet time in the morning. It wasn't just theirs though, I could feel what anyone around me was feeling and at this point I didn't even have to look at them to get them to calm down, it was as if my body sent out a calming wave in their direction as an instinct. My sensitivity to feelings wasn't the only thing that seemed to be growing stronger either; my instincts were growing too. I knew when someone was going to run or cause trouble before I even saw their face, only instead of helping them like I wanted to do, I told Klaus to give him a heads up knowing me offering any assistance to the people he was trying to intimidate wouldn't do anyone any favours.

'Excuse me, but I believe that we agreed that whoever's turn it was got to pick the game and I want to play would you rather.' I said my chin jutting out in defiance as I held Klaus' gaze, refusing to look away. He gave in first, which I was relieved about seeing as he was supposed to be driving and he'd spent too long staring into my eyes challengingly.

'Great, so who wants to go first?' I asked, my eyes flickering in between them both, grinning when they both sighed together, knowing that I wouldn't give in until one of them volunteered.

'I will,' Stefan said.

'Great I'll come up with a great one for you, Stef don't you worry…' I said my voice trailing off as I thought.

Klaus chuckled when he noticed Stefan's miserable expression… let's just say whenever we played this game, things tended to get… freaky. I couldn't help it though; making them both uncomfortable had become my main source of entertainment during these trips.

'Would you rather…' I started, trailing off, a grin forming on my face, when I heard Stefan suck in a breath as he prepared himself for what I was going to say. I turned to face him, wanting to see his expression; that was where I got my fun from after all. As I was aiming to make him as uncomfortable as possible I was going to make it sex related as that generated the most fun reactions, he seemed to realise this and I noticed he was trying to control his expression.

'Would you rather have sex with someone who has bad breath or have someone who calls you 'love bunny' while you're doing it?' I asked, trying to keep my expression blank.

Despite his best efforts, Stefan's jaw dropped open and his face paled; I could feel the shock and embarrassment coming off him in waves. I bit my lip trying to contain my laughter, which got harder as Klaus started laughing when he seemed to sense Stefan squirming. I slapped Klaus' shoulder lightly putting a stop to his laughter, sending him a genuine smile when he seemed to struggle, I saw his eyes look to me with amusement glittering in his orbs before I forced my gaze back to Stefan, not wanting to stare at Klaus for longer than I should.

It was weird; it was true that we had gotten used to each other's moods but me and Klaus had somehow developed this weird friendship. We knew how to make each other laugh and seemed to be able to know what one another was thinking with just a look. I didn't know how it had happened but I found myself liking it, though I would never admit that out loud. Mine and Stefan's friendship had even grown; I he could make me laugh as well and on the rare occasion I was able to get a startled laugh out of him. We also often shared the same look of annoyance when Klaus had one of his tantrums, and he had come to appreciate my gift of being able to know what he was feeling whenever I sent him a calming wave to ease some of the guilt after he killed someone on Klaus' command. We fit together nicely as a group, with me being the buffer between Stefan and Klaus, seeing as they weren't really buddies; and our group functioned well, at least as long as Klaus kept away from my personal bubble.

'I-wh-what kind of a question is that?' Stefan stuttered, bringing me out of my thoughts.

I snorted, holding up my index finger moving it side to side in a nuh-uh motion, 'that's not how you play the game Stefano. You have to answer.'

He sighed but gave in, knowing how relentless I would be until I got an answer, 'bad breath,' he muttered.

'I get that I don't think being called 'love bunny' would be encouraging,' Klaus nodded in agreement. I snorted but otherwise didn't comment, I moved back to my seat my back pressed against my door as I crossed my legs that were resting along the bench seat, bending my knees slightly to avoid touching Klaus.

'Your go,' I said nodding to Klaus, 'you ask me then Stefan asks you.'

An evil grin appeared on Klaus' face and I knew he was going to base his question on what would make me blush the most. The bastard.

'Klaus,' I said my index finger pointed at him in warning, but it had no effect as I saw the amusement and mischief shining in his eyes when he turned to me.

'Would you rather give up sex for a year or give up masturbating for a year.' He said and I could feel him forcing his voice to stay at a normal level rather than dropping to a husky tone.

Instead of blushing, I snorted to myself; he didn't know how easy that was for me and I answered without even having to think about it, 'give up sex for a year,' I said, not adding that I couldn't miss what I wasn't already getting or what I had never had.

He lifted his eyebrow in surprise and opened his mouth as if he was going to ask me to elaborate but before he could I informed Stefan that it was his turn to ask Klaus. That was how it went for an hour and a half, until we were finally able to pull over for something to eat. Well I ate, they drank from the compelled waitresses, I didn't even blink at the sight; I had gotten used to it over the last few months. At first it would dissipate my appetite but I had learned if I didn't eat with them then I wouldn't eat anything for at least twenty for hours and I needed my food. Eventually it didn't bother me when I rationalised that they were vampires; they needed blood like I needed food. It was as simple as that. Every time I saw Klaus feeding, I couldn't help but think about Klaus' promise to collect my blood as a payment for my debt to him; so far he hadn't mentioned it since the day in Alaric's loft and a part of me just wanted him to get it over with, knowing that he could literally demand to feed from me at any moment.

The conversation in the diner was minimal as we all ate; I ate up my pancakes with blueberries and strawberries hungrily, slurping up my iced water between each bite. Delicious. We were soon finished and I sighed happily at my full stomach as we started to drive again; we chatted in the car a little about what the plan was going to be when we reached the house that was the next point of interrogation. It only took us thirty minutes to get to the house, but Klaus stopped the car a mile away, wanting to use the broken down story in an attempt to appear friendly. I sighed in annoyance, knowing that this would mean I was going to be carried at vamp speed to the house. I moved towards Stefan when we got out of the car and he crouched, allowing me to jump on his back without a word. Within seconds we reached a town house that was literally in the middle of nowhere. I knew that they were both going to die before Stefan set me down on the ground when we'd come to a complete stop. Klaus went to move forward, probably planning on knocking but I stopped him with a hand on his arm, he looked to me waiting for what I had to say.

'Don't bother, they aren't going to trust you.' I said.

He raised his brows, as if he was shocked that someone wouldn't believe that he was an innocent bystander. I gave him a 'who are you trying to kid' look, which made him smirk.

'All right, love. Looks like we're doing this the old fashioned way then.' He replied moving to step forward, me trailing behind him as Stefan went to block the back door.

Klaus turned to me as he stepped on the porch, holding out his hand. Knowing what he was suggesting I shook my head. He tilted his head to the side in a 'just go with it look'. I rolled my eyes, knowing it would be easier if I just played along I took his hand, preparing myself for what his touch would do to my body. Sure enough as soon as my hand touched his, my heartbeat sped up and a sense of calm and longing washed over me along with the tingles that shot up my arm. Klaus sent me a knowing smirk and I rolled my eyes feigning annoyance. He turned to the door, raising his fist he knocked three times.

I heard a dog bark from behind us, and I whipped my head around to see a Great Dane sprinting towards us, looking defensive and vicious. Without thinking I turned to place myself in front of Klaus, my chest against his, allowing his back to be the one that the dog feasted on. Personally I thought that was fair- out of the two of us he was the one with the supernatural ability to heal. He looked down to me, amused and honestly, the irony wasn't lost in me. I was hiding behind the hybrid who I had seen murder more people than this dog had probably seen. Logically it didn't make sense, I'll admit, but I knew he wasn't a danger to me, and that dog definitely was. Klaus turned staring at the dog, I frowned when I heard it whimper, and when I peeked behind Klaus I saw him running away in the opposite direction. I was about to send him a 'what did you do' look, when I noticed that his eyes were shining amber as he turned back to me. He gave me a smug smirk and let his human face come forward, moving me back to his side as the front door opened.

I felt the woman's weariness before she opened the door and I sent a calming wave towards her without thinking. Her posture relaxed slightly as she turned from me to Klaus. He didn't waste any time in trying to charm her and compelled her to invite him inside immediately. I followed behind him as he let go of my hand to take the woman's throat, guiding her back into the house.

'Who's at the door?' Another woman yelled from the kitchen in front of us and she came into view as we walked further forward. Both women were blonde, but the one in the kitchen had slightly longer hair as well as a curvier figure. She took one look at Klaus with her roommate in his arms and went to bolt for the back door, which I thought was a little cowardly. I tutted in disapproval, but softened when I felt the terror coming from her, that only grew when she opened the door to reveal Stefan waiting for her. His vampire face came forward in warning and she backed away from the door immediately. I stopped myself from calming them for now, knowing if they were scared they would tell Klaus what he wanted to know quicker; it was bad enough that they were going to die but that didn't mean they had to suffer.

'Please don't be alarmed. I was told Ray Sutton lives here.' Klaus said.

'He's almost never here. He's on the road mostly.' The woman Klaus was holding answered.

'But I expect he makes it home once a month. That's what I thought. Where is he now? If I have to make you tell me it's going to be infinitely more painful for you.' Klaus said, his tone laced with warning as he smiled maliciously.

'He's in Toll. It's near the border. A bar called Southern Comfort. It's on Highway 41.' The woman Klaus was still holding answered, as soon as she did I allowed their terror to flow from them both into me, taking in a sharp breath as I did; my gifts may have been developing, but I was still learning and their terror felt like my own and I didn't know how to stop it. As I looked to their peaceful expressions though I knew it was worth it. Even if I was struggling to breathe right then, I could feel both Klaus and Stefan's concern and it was overwhelming me, making my breathing come in more sporadically. I vaguely registered Klaus ordering one of the women to invite Stefan in, as I tried to get air into my lungs.

'Make that one suffer,' Klaus nodded to the woman who tried to run, 'kill this one quickly,' he pushed the woman he had been holding towards Stefan, as soon as he had Klaus came towards me, gently picking me up bridal style as he vamped away from the house and to the car. It happened so quickly I didn't even have time to close my eyes. I gasped when Klaus gently set me down on the ground and did the last thing I expected him to do; he hugged me. He held my head to his chest with one hand, the other going to my back, rubbing up and down comfortingly. I returned the hug, my hands wrapping around his waist squeezing gently as I silently thanked him; his embrace made me feel calm and safe. I didn't even realize that my breathing had gone back to normal or that I didn't feel at all terrified until I felt Klaus place a gentle kiss to my hair, making my heart skip a beat. I pulled my head back from his chest and looked up to his soft yet concerned gaze.

'Thank you,' I said giving him a small but genuine smile.

'You're welcome, love.' Klaus said, returning my smile with one of his own.

It was strange, any other time we were this close I would be feeling something completely different; the uncontrollable desire for him to slam his lips to mine as he explored and claimed my body. But in that moment, I didn't feel that way, I felt safe and protected the whole feeling was also alien to me as I had always found myself being the protector and not the protected, but I couldn't deny that this event was shifting our relationship in a different direction, and ironically I had no idea where it was heading, but I could feel that it had the potential to be a great thing, as well as the other part of me who felt the danger that could also arise. I didn't know what to do with it so I just pushed it down and pretended that this was just a moment of a friend comforting a friend, even though I knew I was blatantly lying to myself; no friend could make my whole body feel like it was burning with desire as well as make me feel perfectly safe whenever they preferred. He held me for a little longer before he released me and we both climbed into the car, and he turned on the radio to fill the comfortable silence.

When Stefan returned I could feel the guilt radiating from him more than I had all summer, although he was schooling his expression to make himself look emotionless, which was for Klaus' benefit. I focused and sent some reassuring waves in his direction and I smiled when I felt his guilt lessen into almost nothing. Klaus noticed what I was doing, he always noticed, but other than glancing at Stefan with an unreadable expression on his face, he didn't say anything.

'So… how long are we going to be on the road for?' I asked, already knowing it wasn't going to be good.

'Just under ten hours, love, so make yourself comfortable.' He replied, smirking when he saw the horror on my face. I looked to the clock and noticed it had just turned ten in the morning, meaning we would get there at about eight in the evening.

I sighed and did as he said as I told him it was his turn to pick a game. He chose the alphabetical game; we started with food and continued through to different categories after we finished the alphabet. Klaus was the first to lose, making it boil down to Stefan and me; Stefan eventually won and I laughed when he stuck his tongue out at me in victory. After that I snuggled into the bench seats sighing happily at how comfortable I was.

I opened my eyes and looked at the time on the bedside table, it read 7:15am. With a grin I closed my eyes and rolled over, ready to go back to sleep. I gasped when my hand reached out and collided with a hard body. My eyes snapped open and I saw a naked chest, a lean and muscular naked chest. If I wasn't so confused I would have spent longer admiring, but my eyes shot up to the face that belonged to the body of their own accord, though my body already knew due to the tingles that erupted when my skin touched his.

'Klaus?' I said, surprised. Though my surprise quickly turned to confusion, had we had sex and I somehow had completely forgotten about it? Klaus' eyes were still closed and he was breathing evenly, so I assumed that he was still sleeping. I racked my brain trying to come up with some memories of what had happened but my mind just came up blank. I frowned and decided that I should probably leave before he woke up and gave me the smug smile I knew he would give me, though I couldn't help but admire the peacefulness on his face for a moment. He truly was beautiful. I moved to get out of the bed only to realize I was completely freaking naked. I looked around the room trying to locate some clothing and sighed in relief when I saw a dress in a heap on the floor, at least until I picked it up and saw that it had been completely torn down the middle.

'What on earth?' I muttered aloud.

'What's wrong love?' Klaus murmured sleepily from behind me, though I could hear him smirking.

'What the hell happened to my dress?' I said, holding it up for him to see.

'You're the one who couldn't wait love. You begged me to rip it off,' he murmured, smirking at me in a way that made me press my thighs together.

'I did?' I asked, confused and a little disappointed that I couldn't remember.

As I was lost in my thoughts I didn't register that Klaus had made his way behind me, until he pulled me against his chest. I gasped at the contact; if I thought being this close to him with clothes on sent my heart beat haywire, it had nothing on what skin on skin contact did to me. Klaus' hands pressed flat against my stomach, running down to my thighs, making the ache between them grow. He removed one of his hands to remove the hair from the right side of my neck as he leaned down, kissing along my jaw before moving down to my neck. I released a moan when he nipped and sucked as well as moving his hands to massage my breasts.

'I can jog your memory, if you like love?' Klaus murmured into my neck, his lips turning up into a smirk when I moaned his name in response.

I turned around jumping to lock my legs around his waist as my hands locked into his hair. Klaus grinned at my eagerness as he stepped backwards until we fell onto the bed; he flipped us so that I was now underneath him as he leaned down to place feather light kisses along my collarbone, making my whole body shiver in anticipation. Not being able to stand it anymore, I pulled his head up and went to bring his lips to mine-

'Love?' Klaus said, his tone amused.

I frowned as I blinked, feeling disorientated. I looked up to see Klaus grinning at me, his eyes twinkling with amusement and… desire?

'What the hell is going on?' I asked, rubbing my eyes. I noticed that it was now dark outside and I wondered how long I had been asleep for, as I glanced to the back seat and noticed that Stefan was gone.

'We're here love.' Klaus said by way of explanation, I met his eyes again and noted his smug smirk. My thoughts travelled back to my dream and I pointed at him accusingly.

'That was you wasn't it?' I said, narrowing my eyes in accusation; I wasn't on vervain he could have easily gotten into my head.

He laughed and held up his hands in a defensive gesture, 'no love, that was all you. I couldn't help but take a peak when I heard you say my name, and I must say I was pleasantly surprised.' He said his smirk growing even more.

I knew he was telling the truth and I groaned in annoyance, running my hands down my face.

'Shut up. It's not my fault, I can't control what I dream about,' I muttered not bothering to deny it.

He only grinned in response, not being able to take his smugness anymore I flung my door open and made my way into bar, knowing that he was following closely behind me. I wasn't surprised when I saw a tall man chained to the radiator in front of a dartboard as Stefan threw darts into him. I did wince however when I felt how much pain he was in, I felt Klaus' hands on my waist and somehow I was able to gain enough control to push his pain away from me. I patted one of Klaus' hands reassuringly as I stepped forward out of his hold, I made my way to a stool on the bar, making sure I was in a seat that wouldn't put the man being tortured into my view. Klaus sat down next to me, his grin still in place, which only grew when I rolled my eyes.

'You need to get rid of that smug grin. It's annoying,' I said leaning over the bar to grab a bottle of Jack Daniels and two glasses. I poured some liquid into the glasses, keeping one for myself and offering the other to Klaus, he took it happily.

'I can't help if I'm smug because you were dreaming about me, love.' Klaus said, his smirk falling for a moment while he took a drink of his whiskey.

'Whatever,' I said rolling my eyes and downing my drink, appreciating the burn as I poured myself another, 'so I'm assuming the man being assaulted over there is Ray?' I asked.

'Correct, love. He's not feeling particularly helpful, so Stefan is simply persuading him.'

I looked around the bar, noticing that everyone was carrying on as normal as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening; I assumed they'd been compelled, which was confirmed when the only fear in the room was coming from Ray in the corner. I hated to admit it, but Klaus was right about what he had said all those months ago; all of the things I had seen had forced me to build up a tolerance to it. As I was getting control of my ever-growing abilities, I was able to control when I picked up on other people's feelings, well most of the time anyway. Sometimes I did get caught off guard, like when I'd walked into the bar, but otherwise I was able to tune out their feelings, until I was able to do something about it. Before I'd learned to do that it had been like I was suffering with them; Stefan and Klaus had been close to refusing to let me come along with them, but I'd insisted, wanting to be there to relieve them of their fear. I wasn't stupid and knew that they could have easily kept me away, but thankfully I gained some semblance of control before it came to that.

A woman entered the bar, and when she didn't have a reaction to the show in the corner, I knew she was one of Klaus' informants, and suddenly I had a feeling what she was going to say was going to be bad.

'Hello mister Klaus. I have some more information for you. You told me to tell you if I saw anything. Some of my guys spotted Damon at the farm house.' The woman said.

Klaus' brows rose in annoyance, 'why thank you, Claudine. Be sure that you and your friends keep up the hard work.' He said.

She nodded and walked out of the bar without another word. Before I could say anything, Stefan walked over having heard the conversation; I decided to let him handle it.

'My brother still on our trail?' Stefan asked, careful to keep the emotion from his voice, though I could feel his panic.

'He's getting closer, I'm gonna have to deal with that.' Klaus responded, moving as if he were about to get down from his stool, but was stopped when Stefan put a hand on his arm.

'No, no, no! Let me handle it.' Stefan replied, his voice insistent.

'Why should I let you leave?' Klaus asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he gave Stefan a threatening glower.

'Because you know I'll come back,' He said, his voice ringing with sincerity.

'Do I?' Klaus asked, his eyes flickered to mine and I gave him a small nod that Stefan wouldn't have noticed.

'You saved my brother's life; I'm at your service.' Stefan said, his voice monotone.

'Ah, you sound so tedious and indentured. Aren't you even having the least bit of fun?' Klaus asked, gesturing to the werewolf in the corner with a big smile on his face.

I rolled my eyes and huffed in annoyance, gaining his attention, 'not everyone gets off on torturing innocent people, Klaus.' I muttered knowing he was about to ask what my problem was.

His eyes narrowed, but his attention returned to Stefan as he spoke again.

'I'll make sure that my brother doesn't bother us any more.' Stefan said, I gave his arm a squeeze in comfort before he made his way to the door, before he opened it though realization came over me.

'Stefan!' He stopped when he heard the urgency in my tone, turning to look at me with worry, 'you're breaking the only rule of this trip,' I said, feeling myself start to panic. I hadn't been completely alone with Klaus since we left Mystic Falls, and with my dream being so fresh I knew I wouldn't stand a chance if he got too close. In fact I knew if Stefan left us alone something was definitely going to happen.

'I'm sorry, Kim. I have to do this,' Stefan said, giving me a small regretful smile before he opened the door and walked out.

I could feel the shock on my face, and when I turned to Klaus and saw the amusement on his, I knew he could see it too. I jumped from my stool, almost breaking my ankle in the process, mind you, and I went to walk behind the bar pretending to look at the different selections of alcohol to keep myself busy and more importantly, keep a solid barrier between me and the man I for whatever reason couldn't resist when he was in touching distance.

'What are you doing, love?' Klaus asked, and I could hear the smile in his voice without looking up.

'Just looking at the different whiskeys,' I lied, picking up a random bottle and holding it up as if to prove what I was saying.

'That's vodka,' he replied, trying to hold in his laughter.

I blushed and put the bottle back down, 'I knew that,' I said, scratching my head.

'Why are you so nervous, love?' Klaus asked.

'My track record isn't the greatest whenever I'm left alone with you.' I answered honestly, knowing that lying was pointless.

'Well love, now that you mention it…' He trailed off, I looked up and noticed he was gone from his stool, I stiffened when I felt his warm breath on the back of my neck, 'I was think I might call in my debt now that we are in fact, alone.'

'Okay,' I said, knowing what I owed him.

I felt his lips on my neck, kissing me softly, and I couldn't help but close my eyes from the pleasure of it. I was bracing myself for the feel of his double fangs when all of a sudden I was being pulled along by my wrist. I frowned in confusion but followed without complaint, he pulled us into the women's bathroom and locked the door. I was about to ask why he wanted to do this in the bathroom of all places when I felt myself being lifted and being flashed over to the wooden counter, placed on the flat surface between the two sinks. I noticed that this position meant that he didn't have to lean down to get to my neck; I was at the perfect height for him. He pushed my thighs apart as he stepped between them and I had to bite back a moan at the intimacy of the gesture; he was about to feed on my blood for Christ sakes! I needed to pull myself together.

'Relax, love. I can assure you this won't hurt,' He said, and I felt myself relaxing from the softness and sincerity present in his voice. He gently pushed the hair away from the right side of my neck before he leant forward; pressing kisses along the crook of my neck. I could feel my heart beat pick up and my pulse quicken; he pulled back for a moment and I knew that he was bringing his hybrid face forward, before I had enough time to worry about whether it would hurt, his fangs gently pierced the crook of my neck.

Despite Klaus' assurance, I had still expected to find this completely painful, to be counting down the time until he would let me go and I could go on, happy that my debt had been paid and I would never have to do this again. What I didn't expect was the shockwaves of pleasure that were travelling through my body, intensifying with each time he sucked the blood from my neck; I didn't expect my one of my hands to go to his back while the other clamped in his hair, pulling him closer, urging him to keep going. I moaned in pleasure when his hands slowly travelled down the sides of my body, stopping where the majority of my stomach and back were exposed thanks to the crop top I was wearing. His hands moved back and forth, almost tauntingly, as he played with the exposed skin before he suddenly but forcefully pulled my upper half flush against his. I moaned at the contact and responded by wrapping my legs around his waist, aligning our lower halves, the friction made me moan, while it made him growl and pull me even tighter against him, not that I minded. I moved the hand that was resting against his back to his front, sliding it down his chest, coming to a stop at his belt. My hand played with it almost teasingly, and I gasped when I felt him growl hungrily, I slipped my hand underneath his shirt, caressing his chest, moaning at how good he felt.

All too soon, he pulled back from my neck resting his forehead against mine, breathing heavily. I grinned when I saw the satisfaction in his eyes, knowing that I had put it there, his hand caressed the side of my face, while he gently kissed my forehead. The feel of his lips on my body made my pulse quicken. He moved his face back from mine as he grinned at me.

'Delicious,' he said, licking the left over blood from the corners of his lips. My eyes followed the trail of his tongue and I felt the desire growing inside of me to the point of no return. I looked up to his eyes and noticed that he was watching me patiently, leaving the decision completely up to me. I didn't hesitate and slammed my lips to his, moaning in pleasure when I finally felt his lips on mine. His hands went to my exposed waist, while I hungrily pulled at his shirt wanting it off. He pulled back for less than a second before he came back, and I moaned when I discovered that his shirt was gone. His mouth moved from mine, down to my neck, nipping and sucking as he went, he licked the still open wound on my neck, making me shiver, before he moved back up, still nipping and sucking, his lips turning up every once and a while when I moaned. My nails were digging into his back, scratching hard enough to draw blood, but he didn't mind, instead he growled in approval. I pushed him away from me, ignoring the confusion on his face as I reached to pull off my shirt. I saw him grin before I pulled him back to me, our lips meeting once again. I moaned at the feel of our skin meeting, allowing his tongue access to my mouth, making sure that none of my mouth went unexplored. I moaned when his nails dug into the bottom of my back as he pulled me closer. I felt his hands travel to the front of my body, never leaving my skin as he did so, leaving a trail of goose bumps where he had caressed me gently. His hands came to my breasts, I gasped against his mouth when I felt him rip my bra from my body and I felt him grin at my response for a second before his lips were moving against mine again. He pulled me against his chest and I moaned deep in my throat at the friction of his bare chest against mine. He pulled away from my mouth again his lips moving down to my breasts, taking my left nipple into his mouth and sucking gently, allowing his teeth to come out and graze me softly. I could tell he was enjoying the noises I was making in response and I grinded my hips against his, biting my lip when he released a hungry growl. I was about to reach forward for his belt buckle, but before I could I looked down to see that Klaus had ridded me of my jeans and panties as well as moving his own jeans and boxers down to his knees. He moved forward again bringing his lips against mine and I wrapped my legs back around his waist, trying to bring his hips forward to connect with mine, but unfortunately the fact that he was an Original meant that I wasn't as quite as strong as he was.

He chuckled at my eagerness however, he still didn't move his hips forward, but he did pull away from the kiss, smiling softly as I whimpered in protest. He stared into my eyes, and I know that he was searching for any hesitancy that suggested that I didn't want to do this. But in that moment all I wanted was him. I didn't care that my first time was going to be in a bar's bathroom, I didn't care that Stefan might return at any moment and walk in on something that he would never be able to un-see. All I cared about was the pleasure that he made me feel and how I wanted more. A part of me realized that he shouldn't be the one to make me feel this way, but he was, and all I had ever wanted my first time to be was with someone who would make it pleasurable, and so far Klaus had already proven that he would do just that. Klaus searched my eyes for another moment, and he must have found what he was looking for because he smashed his lips back to mine, nibbling on my lower lip gently, all signs of stopping gone.

'Klaus, please,' I moaned when his lips moved from my lips to my jaw, I felt him smile against my skin, but I didn't have it in me to be embarrassed at that moment; the throbbing in between my thighs was becoming unbearable.

He reached down, his hand palming my core, and I heard him groan when he found out how much I wanted him. His thumb rubbed my clit, while one of his fingers went inside me, pumping softly; that paired with his lips sucking and nipping at my collarbone I was falling apart in no time. While the after shocks were running through my body, I felt him line himself up against me, before he pushed forward, filling me in one swift movement. I moaned at the pain mixed with the pleasure, and dug my heels into his ass cheeks to urge him to move. With a chuckle he complied. He moved in and out of me swiftly, his hips meeting mine forcefully, in a way that I knew would leave me sore afterwards; he was stretching me to my limits and I loved every single second of it. He stretched my thighs wider, giving himself more room and allowing him to move even deeper as he pounded into me. I could feel myself about to break apart all over again and I knew he could feel it too, he kept his hands on my thighs keeping them spread apart as he leaned forward and took one of my breasts into his mouth, biting down and breaking the skin. That was all it took for me to fall apart around him, my head thrown back as I screamed his name while the orgasm shook me to my core.

'That's my girl,' Klaus whispered into my ear, leaning to suck my ear lobe gently, making me shudder in pleasure as he also reached his climax with a satisfied growl.

He held me close, almost hugging me as we waited for our breathing to go back to normal. When it finally did, he pulled back almost warily; I could tell by his guarded expression that he didn't know how I was going to react. For whatever reason, I hated seeing him so unsure so I leaned forward and softly kissed his cheek.

'That was…' I started but I trailed off when I couldn't think of a good enough word to describe exactly how I had found that. This only seemed to encourage him, however, and with a smug grin he stepped forward realigning my body with his as he softly kissed my lips before pulling back.

'Yes love yes it was…' he mimicked me by trailing off.

'Better than I'd imagined my first time could ever be,' I admitted honestly.

He seemed to freeze before he moved back a little so he could read my expression, I could feel his surprise and his shock radiating off him; he couldn't believe that this had been my first time. I nodded to his unspoken question and his whole face seemed to soften, as he opened his mouth to speak, he was cut off by a crash coming from the bar. He gave me a peck on the lips in apology as he quickly used his vamp speed to dress before he vamped out of the bathroom to see what was happening out front. I dressed quickly as well; throwing my bra into the bin when I realized it was now un-wearable. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and noticed that I looked thoroughly fucked. My cheeks were still a little flushed, my eyes gave away my satisfaction and my lips were bruised from all of the kissing we had done. As I brushed my hair away from my neck to inspect where he had fed from me, I gasped at all of the small bruises I saw covering my neck, my chest and my collar-bone. I was covered in hickeys! Jesus Christ. Luckily my hair covered them all, or I would have been a lot more embarrassed as well as annoyed.

I noticed the dull but pleasant ache between my thighs as I made my way back to the bar, and I couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. I searched within myself to see how I felt about the whole thing now that I had the space away from him to think, but I couldn't conjure up an ounce of regret, it was almost as if it was supposed to happen. Maybe I just needed to get him out of my system and now that we'd had incredible hot sex my body would calm down whenever he was around? I was snapped out of my thoughts as I saw Klaus standing by the pool table, staring at the now dead body of Ray Sutton.

'You're turning him? I take it he gave you the location of the pack?' I asked, coming to a stop on the other side of the pool table opposite him.

I didn't know what this meant for us, but I was determined to act as I normally would. His eyes met mine as he noticed my casual tone and guarded expression.

'Yes, love; when Stefan returns we'll make our way to the hotel across the road. He should be out long enough for us to get a decent amount of sleep, and if we're lucky he stay out until we reach his pack in the mountains.'

I nodded looking anywhere but him, 'I'm going to get some air if you don't mind,' I muttered, making my way out of the door. He didn't stop me so I assumed he trusted that I wasn't going to run away. I walked out of the bar and went to our car, which was parked as far away from the bar as it could possibly be. I lay on the hood, staring at the stars in the sky, happy when a sense of calm washed over me. I don't know how long I was there for, but someone standing over me startled me, and I nearly screamed until I realized it was Stefan. I could feel the remorse coming off him and I reached up to hug him immediately, taking in his remorse as if it were my own. He gave me a thankful smile when I pulled away, positioning myself so that I was sitting on the car with my legs dangling off, swinging back and forth.

'How was it?' I said, not really wanting to know what he had done to get Damon to stay away.

He didn't answer and yet that was answer enough.

'Did you- did you see,' I made sure to mouth the next word I said, incase Klaus was listening, 'Elena?'

He shook his head sadly and I squeezed his hand comfortingly.

'Today's her birthday.' I said, my heart squeezing painfully in my chest as I said it aloud; I had known this morning but I had been pushing it down, not wanting anyone to question my emotions.

This time Stefan squeezed my hand and I gave him a thankful, but watery smile in thanks. Abruptly, I jumped down from the car and gestured to Stefan, indicating that we should probably get back to the bar before Klaus lost his temper. He went to follow me, but his eyes were staring at my shoulder, and he was frowning. I was confused until I remembered that the side of my neck he was staring at was where Klaus had bitten me and left about ten hickeys literally. I flushed and pulled my hair back over my shoulder to hide the marks, breaking Stefan out of his daze.

'He fed from you?' He asked, concerned.

'Yeah, he collected his debt. It's cool, don't worry about it Stefan.' I said, trying to sound casual as I hoped he wouldn't ask about the other marks that definitely weren't fang marks, thankfully he didn't but I knew he had noticed and he was worried, but it was fine. I had gotten him out of my system, I'd satisfied my craving and now that I'd done that I wouldn't want him again… right?

And there's the first chapter of season three! I'm sorry if this one's a bit long and rambley; I tried to fill in as much space as I could to explain how her girts had been developing as well as how they were all developing a reluctant camaraderie.

I would like to say a huge thank you to: ladyby16, Tvdqueen2000 and Shiko-Rae for choosing to either follow or favorite my story; it means a lot!