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Always and Forever

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries or the Originals

A few things you need to know:

1) Klaus never slept with Hayley. In return for his protection, Hayley is his spy in New Orleans.

2) The events of 4x20 haven’t happened yet. They will happen in the beginning of season five.

3) Nadia won’t appear until the Originals

4) The cure only has the aging side effect if drained from the body.


Katherine Pierce was feeling victorious.

Everything was finally coming to an end.

“Bye, bye, little girl,” Katherine sneered. This was the moment. She was close. Her hand was just about to reach Elena’s heart. She was finally going to end her pathetic doppelgänger’s life.

Elena growled, pulling the cure out of her jacket pocket, and reached forward with one of her hands. She shoved the cure into Katherine’s mouth, surprising the older vampire, and forcefully closed her jaw around it. There was a growing feeling of satisfaction and pride inside Elena as she watched Katherine bite down into the cure and swallow it, having no other option.

Katherine’s eyes widened and she struggled around in Elena's grip. She could feel the cure dissolving in her mouth, going down her throat. She tried to spit it back out, but she couldn't, not with Elena holding her mouth closed shut.

No, no, no, Katherine thought in panic. This can’t be happening. It can’t! She could feel her grip on Elena loosening. Her vision was blurring and her muscles were relaxing. I have to kill her!

Katherine’s eyes closed and she fell to the ground next to Elena, her body going limp as she slipped away into unconsciousness.

Elena breathed heavily as she leaned down, trying to regain herself, while looking at Katherine's limp form on the ground. She smiled a little - it was a bit satisfying to see the great Katherine Pierce defeated.

“Have a nice human life, Katherine.”


Katherine awoke on the cool, solid floor. Her throat was dry and her body was aching. Weakly, Katherine pulled herself up into a sitting position and looked around. The school hallway was dark and silent. She blinked her eyes a few times, trying to clear her blurry vision.

What happened…? Katherine wondered. Why am I in the Mystic Falls High School?

Katherine rose to her feet clumsily. Her head was spinning wildly as she tried to remember what had happened.

Blurry memories began resurfacing slowly, coming back to Katherine. She gasped in realization as everything about earlier came back to her.

“No, no, no, no.” Katherine moaned, pressing a hand to her pounding head. She had been about to end her stupid, precious doppelgänger’s life… and then the little bitch had shoved the cure down her throat.

Katherine stumbled her way into the nearest bathroom. She fumbled along the wall until she found the light switch. Then Katherine rushed over to the row of sinks to look into the mirrors. “No…” Katherine muttered in horror. Her brown curly hair was in tangles, her usually light olive complexion was pale and sweaty, and her deep brown eyes were full of panic. Her clothes were also in disarray. “I-I… I’m human…”

But I am also Katherine Pierce, she reminded herself. I’m a survivor. I won’t go down this easily.

Shaking her head, Katherine turned on the tap and splashed water on her face. She attempted to straighten out her clothes and hair. Just because she was human, it did not mean she had to look bad. 

Once Katherine considered herself nicely cleaned-up and ready, she tried her seductive strut out of the bathroom and down the hallway. She stumbled a bit as she walked, but managed to keep her head held high and her back straight.

“I am Katherine Pierce." Katherine repeated to herself as she pushed open a set of double doors, stepping out into the cool night air. The light breeze ruffled her curls. “And I am a survivor.”


Eventually, Katherine found herself outside the Mystic Grill. She had nowhere else to go. Katherine knew that she could not go to the Salvatore Boarding House because her doppelgänger was sure to be there. She also didn't want anyone else to see her looking so… defeated and in need of help.

I need a drink, Katherine thought as she entered the Mystic Grill. It was nearly empty, which wasn't a surprise as it was late.

Katherine attempted to strut her way to the bar, but she lost her footing and fell. She gasped in pain as she twisted her ankle. The few people milling around all turned to look at her.

A young man knelt down next to Katherine. “Do you need help?”

“Leave me alone.” Katherine snapped at him, without really meaning to. “I don’t need your help.”

The young man gave her nasty look and stood up. “Bitch,” he muttered as he walked away.

Feeling shaky, Katherine managed to get back on her feet. She hobbled the rest of the way to a bar stool and sat down, sighing in exhaustion. She sat there for a few minutes, trying to regain her composure. After she had her drinks, she would have to decide what to do. She knew for sure she was leaving Mystic Fall; if she stayed, the Salvatore Brothers and Elena's army of followers would be after her. Before she could even think of leaving Mystic Falls though, Katherine needed somewhere to sleep the night.

Sighing tiredly, she finally looked up at the bartender and practically demanded, “I want four tequila shots. Right now,”

The bartender raised an eyebrow at Katherine. “Aren't you a bit youn–?”

I am not young.” Katherine snarled, cutting the bartender off. Her facial expression had turned instantly deadly, promising that if the bartender argued, he would not like what she had to say.

Glaring at Katherine, the bartender set about making her the tequila shots.

While waiting for her shots, Katherine leaned down and unzipped her boots. She carefully pulled them off and examined her twisted ankle. It was slightly swollen, but it wasn't broken. As soon as Katherine got some ice on her ankle, she would be just fine.

Katherine’s tequila shots were set down in front of her. Before the bartender could walk away to serve another customer, Katherine quickly asked, “Could I get some ice?" She paused, noticing his slightly irritated expression, and added, "please?”

The bartender mumbled something under his breath and put some ice in a little, plastic bag. He handed it over to Katherine.

That feels better… Katherine thought, holding the bag of ice to her ankle. It was a relief of coolness to her sore ankle.

Using her one free hand, Katherine downed tow of her shots. She was just about to go for her third shot when someone spoke her name, though it was not just the Anglicized version, it was her real Bulgarian name.

“Hello, Katerina.”

Katherine’s hand immediately started shaking. The shot glass dropped from her hand, shattering onto the counter. She whirled around in her seat and gasped, “Klaus!”

Klaus smirked at her.

Without waiting for Klaus to say or do anything, Katherine leaped out of her chair. However, she lost her balance and stumbled forward. Not wanting to land face-first on the ground in front of Klaus, she quickly grabbed onto the counter for support. Rather reluctantly, while also feeling slightly embarrassed, she sat back down on the bar stool.

“So the rumours are true.” Klaus chuckled as he looked at Katherine. “Katerina Petrova, the great survivor, has been bested by her doppelgänger and made human.”

That little bitch has already been bragging, Katherine thought angrily.

“Pathetic.” Klaus shook his head.

“So… what are you going to do? Kidnap me and use me to make more hybrids? Huh?” Katherine snapped at Klaus, beginning to feel desperate. She knew there was nothing she could do now, so she figured she might as well go out with some fight. “Or are you going to use me as a breeding bag to keep your precious doppelgänger line going.”

“While those are all lovely suggestions, I will be doing none of them.” Klaus told her simply. “I am past the point of hybrids. The last batch of them was an utter disappointment… which means, you are useless to me, love.”

Katherine clenched her fists. “Then you’re going to kill me.”

“Once again, you are wrong.” Klaus shrugged his shoulders. “I am in a particularly good mood tonight, love. Therefore, you can consider yourself spared. In fact, I will even help you out. Give you a place to stay for the night, and then I will send you along somewhere in the morning with money.”

“You’re not going to kill me…?” Katherine eyed Klaus with suspicious. This had to be some kind of ploy.

“I have had a good night and I am feeling generous.” Klaus replied. “And the satisfaction of knowing you will be indebted to me… well, that far outweighs the feeling of satisfaction I would get if I were to kill you.”

“Shut up!” Katherine hissed.

Klaus grabbed her wrist, holding it in a crushing grip. He now looked angry. “You would do well not to insult me, Katerina.” He said. “After all, you are the human and I am the Original Hybrid.”

“Let go of me!”

Klaus released his grip on Katherine’s wrist and watched as she struggled to her feet. She began hobbling away.

“Where do you plan on sleeping tonight?” Klaus taunted her retreating form. “On a park bench… or perhaps you will sleep in a bush or a ditch? Any of those options would certainly fit you.” He grinned. “My offer still stands, Katerina.”

Katherine froze in her hobble. She knew that Klaus was right. She had nowhere to go. The Salvatore brothers certainly wouldn't help her… and neither would any other members of the Mystic Falls Gang. They were all too wrapped around her precious doppelgänger to ever think about helping her.

Fine,” Katherine admitted defeat. She slowly turned around, facing Klaus. “What do you want in return then, Klaus?”

Klaus once again smirked at her. “Other than the satisfaction of you depending on me to survive, love… nothing much,”

Knowing that familiar sly look on Klaus’ face, Katherine launched herself at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips against his…


Klaus successfully opened the door of his bedroom, managing to not once separate or pull away from Katherine. He picked her up, supporting her weight, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Without looking back, Klaus kicked his door shut and carried Katherine across his room. He dropped her on his bed and hovered over top of her.

Klaus tore of Katherine’s black blouse, while she fumbled to remove his shirt…

This is going to be a fun night…


That’s the end of the first chapter. So Klaus propositioned Katherine and she accepted. Desperate, isn't she?

Anyway, I am sorry for any grammar mistakes… please review! Let me know if you’d like me to continue this story.