''Hate is never the end of a love story.''
Summary:
This is a story of how Katherine Pierce and Klaus Mikaelson came to fall in love in their crazy, dysfunctional way...
Starts at tvd 4x12, Klaus escapes only hours after Bonnie trapped him in the...
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They got back relatively quickly, slightly slowed down by the extra baggage but still able to use their vampire speed with no problem. Bonnie hurried over and grabbed Galen's body to tie him up against a stump while Katherine explained what had happened. She bandaged what was left of his right arm to make sure he didn't die of blood loss before he could be of any use to them. They decided not to feed him vampire blood, just if Galen tried to make any escape attempts or attempts at attack again. One arm less would mean a 50% less success rate if he tried anything.
The rain started falling shortly after. Pouring rapidly to the ground makes the dirt road even muddier, washing away any trail that might have been left behind or left undiscovered. The whispering hisses of the wind were soon replaced only with the hammering drops of water hitting the ground in plenty. The smell of rain mixed with the burnt wood and leftover coal from the campfire made for a pungent and lingering odor that was sure to stain their clothes.
The heavy air felt surprisingly hot as Klaus removed his shirt, sitting down steadily on the tent floor of his room. Katherine soon came up behind him, sitting down on her knees as she brought out the small knife she would use to cut his skin. He could not reach the bullets himself, so he had asked a very reluctant Katherine for the favor. She, of course, could do nothing but accept.
Her fingers lightly brushed against his back as she put one hand on his shoulder for support, the other moving towards the mended wounds where the bullets had pierced through. Katherine could tell precisely where they had pierced based on the smeared blood on the particular defined areas. Klaus's skin felt burning hot under her hand, and it made her painfully self-aware in that moment. A rosy, heated flush spread across her cheeks as she started digging out the first bullet.
"Why did you let yourself get caught by such a guy?" Klaus asked bitterly, breaking the painful silence. He knew the doppelganger was strong enough to fight off a mere hunter, no matter how skilled. Katerina was the only person to have ever been able to escape from him, and for 500 years too. Not just anyone could do what she did, so in his eyes, she was one of the strongest people he knew.
He couldn't find it in him to be too harsh with her, though. He felt a distant gratitude over the fact that she had saved his life, but it was only slight. It wasn't enough to push away any frustration or anger he felt towards her for getting herself kidnapped, or for any other reason at that.
He continued at her silence. "The plan was for you to capture the hunter, Katerina. Not get captured yourself. I told you he would show up, especially since he knew exactly where we were at. You could've ruined everything."
Katherine pinched the tiny silver bullet and yanked it out of his muscle as gently as she could, watching the wound mend together yet again. "I hesitated," she mumbled, moving onto the next one. However, this bullet was trickier, having strained itself deep within his muscle tissue, so she had to pick with the sharp edge of the knife to find a way to nick it out.
