Summary: Set in Legacies late S1. When it's break for the kids, Kat finds a way out of the prison world without Kai. When she goes to the school after ending up not far away, injured, will Ric help her? What will happen between him and a human Kat?
It was a dismal night, as a human Kat headed towards the Salvatore school. No one was around anymore to care about what happened to her, but she knew if Ric was given an ultimatum, he'd save her. He was human like her. She knew being human meant you couldn't help but to help those in need. Right now, that was her. She'd gone through a lot with Kai. Despite her injuries though, she made herself keep going. A part of her wanted to lay down and rest after the hell she'd been through, but knew she couldn't yet. If she could reach the school, she could get help.
When she entered the school, it looked empty. There weren't any kids, as she went inside. She assumed by this that they were on break. And as she went upstairs, heading for where she assumed Ric's office was, she saw only where Ric was. The other rooms she assumed to be dorm rooms were all closed.
Once she got to the threshold of his now office, she leaned against it. She could see that he was still the same Alaric, having a drink. She understood, too. He was probably still going through the motions with losing Damon, but it was also break. That meant he could finally take time for himself. She needed his help, though.
"Alaric, I need your help. Please," she greeted and asked of him, making him notice her.
He looked at her.
"Great. Just when things were normal around here. How are you even alive?"
"I escaped the prison world Kai's in that I ended up in. By the way, I'm sorry about trying to destroy this town. I was a demon, so I didn't care about anything. I'm human again now though, so if you'll be kind enough to help me, I'll help you with anything you need," she replied, offering an exchange, rather than a deal. She was done making deals.
"Fine. Just don't make me regret this," he replied, as he got up, briskly walking over to her, which was when he saw the stab wounds and a dagger in her. He also realized that she'd lost a lot of blood, considering she was pretty pale and weakening. Then, once he made that conclusion, she began to lose her vision. Then, as everything began to go gray, he caught her from hitting the floor.
Once he got to his feet with her, he briskly walked to an empty room, laying her gently on the bed. He then sat on her bedside after grabbing a few towels. And as he used a towel to apply pressure to her stomach where most of the stab wounds were, he rested a hand on the side of her face.
"Stay with me, Katherine." He then took his hand away and textured Hope. She was the only one here that could heal injuries. And he couldn't move to go in person to ask her for help.
After a few minutes, Hope came in. Since she'd read almost every book in the library, she knew her by looking at her, despite her injuries.
"I thought she died," she commented.
"She did, but she ended up in a prison world. Prison worlds always have a way to escape. Katherine found a way, apparently. Just do me a favor and heal her," he explained and asked of her.
After he told her that, she did as he asked, before leaving.
When Katherine woke up, she was in a bed, healed, and Ric was seated on her bedside.
She sat up and looked at him.
"Thanks. So, is there anything you need me to help you with?"
"You're welcome," he replied, though he was surprised at her thanking him. "For now, nothing. We haven't had any monsters yet, but it's only the beginning of break for the kids, so anything can happen."
"Well, when that happens, I'm all yours. In the prison world, I found a way to make my Traveler magic active. I have real magic now, so I can help you with anything you need."
"I'm counting on that then," he replied, and got up. "Make yourself at home."
She watched him leave the room.
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Kalaric (Kat/Ric)
FanfictionKalaric fanfics not in chapter form. These fanfics will be both VD and Legacies. Maybe in the future, I'll have some in Originals. Who knows.