Into the Deep End

Eleven

 Klaus found her again, she was in the private sector of the gardens, away from prying eyes and ears – was also where Klaus goes to think and paint, when his thoughts are being overcrowded.

"If you're here to scold me for eavesdropping on your conversation with Caroline, I didn't hear much."

He glanced at the rose in Elena's hand. "It's fine, love."

There Elena was, like a golden flame and he was the pathetic moth, drawn to it – to her, he paused when their eyes locked – God, he was a fool.

How could he possibly have feelings for Elena? And if he does, what says she feels the same? – Elena Gilbert should hate him, after everything he had done to her, her friends and family.

And yet, there was something that seemed to be pulling these two together – it was an annoyance to Klaus.

He was Klaus Mikaelson, the Original Hybrid! He cannot be killed or defeated and yet this weak, defenseless human was making him appear as a lovesick fool!

"Why are you doing this to me?"

Elena blinked. "What?"

Before she could even register what, he was talking about, Klaus pulled her in for a kiss, it was deep and passionate – more passionate then the kisses she shared with Stefan, more intense then the one she shared with Damon, well he more like forced it upon her.

Klaus pinned her against the wall, a soft moan escaped from her as he trailed small, delicate kisses down her neck; one of his hands pinned her arms above her head and the other began to trail down beneath her dress – it took only seconds for his fingers to find their way between her thighs.

"Klaus..." Elena moaned, wanting him – needing him.

Soon he pulled away as footsteps echoed, a wayward waiter seemed to have wandered off for a smoke, annoyance danced across Klaus's face as he was interrupted.

"I'll find you after," Klaus whispered, smirking devilishly. "I intend to finish this off, and you know I always keep my word, Elena."

Elena nodded breathlessly at almost being caught in a comprising position with Klaus, thankfully it wasn't one of his siblings or worse – Stefan, but still, the waiter could easily blab.

Not that Caroline would care, but Bonnie would.

And who knows what Damon and Stefan would do, they'll probably keep her on a short leash and prisoner in the Boarding House cause she can't be trusted to make sensible decisions.

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It was Finn that found her as she made her way back inside, steading her heartbeat, if he could sense Klaus on her – he made no notion of it.

"Come, my mother will see you know that my siblings are distracted."

"What happened?"

Finn's smile tightened. "Apparently, Kol tried attacking the human boy Rebekah's smitten over, Matt, and Damon Salvatore snapped his neck."

"Are you sure that is the truth?"

Finn arched an eyebrow. "You believe it is a lie?"

"Damon is a lot of things, he wouldn't snap a vampire's neck without reason – he cares little for anyone, Matt included." Elena shrugged. "Perhaps Kol provoked him or Damon provoked Kol."

"You see the good in people, including monsters,"

"You and your siblings are not monsters, Finn." Elena sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "None of you were asked to be vampires, just like Klaus wasn't asked to be a hybrid – you really want to know who the true monsters are? Your parents."