*Present*
When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse
It was a nebulous night in New Orleans, as Katherine sat in the SUV she'd stolen and had accidentally wrecked. She'd injured herself in the process, too. She knew she had to stay awake until someone could rescue her, so she tried to concentrate on memories with Elijah.
*American Gothic*
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
It was a dismal night at the Mikaelson mansion, as they stood in front of each other.
"Please, Elijah. It's our turn," she begged.
"Goodbye, Katerina."
He kissed her on the forehead and then blurred off, leaving her standing there, fighting emotions. He'd literally broken up with her, even though she'd tried to show him that she trusted and loved him, but he'd left, technically throwing it back in her face.
*Present*
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
Despite her efforts to stay awake, she couldn't. Her injuries were just too much, and she'd lost too much blood. Besides, she was so tired of running and fighting.
An hour later, Elijah was walking home, when he smelled blood and human, so he went to investigate.
Ten minutes later, after seeing an SUV crashed into a pole and that someone was still inside, he blurred over and opened the door, only to see a very human Katerina.
"Katerina?" he said, shocked to see her human, but got over it in a moment, and rested a gentle hand on the side of her face. "Katerina, can you hear me? Katerina," he called to her. Please. Not you, too. Stay with me, Katerina, he thought to himself.
He scanned for the injuries she had that he could see. He saw a shard of glass in her thigh and below her lower stomach. Her thigh had an opened artery, and there was blood on either side of her head. She was way too pale from blood loss, and he could barely hear her breathing. He could tell that she'd been here for at least an hour.
He put her arm around his shoulders and gently picked her up in his arms, blurring towards the hospital. No matter what, he couldn't lose her, but he knew he was every passing minute, as he blurred towards the hospital. And even if this was partly her own fault or someone else's, it was also his fault. He'd left and hadn't even called to be sure she was alive, or even okay. He should've known that leaving was the worst thing he could do to her.
A few minutes later, he arrived at the hospital and, after they put an insulator breathing mask on her to keep her breathing, and got an ivy in her, he could only watch as she was rushed down the hall into surgery.
As they cared for her, he paced in the waiting room, hoping for her to come through. She was a fighter, but she was human now. There was only a certain amount of time she could fight.
*1492*
Tears stream down your face
When you lose something, you can't replace
Tears stream down your face and I
Tears stream down your face
It was a dark night, as Katerina Petrova knelt by her mother and cried. She didn't grieve for her father, but her mother was a different story. They had been very close. Now, she and the rest of her village were dead. She was foolish to think that she would be free as a vampire. She knew now that she would never be free.
*Present*
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face and I
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
A few hours later, she was in a recovery room, Elijah seated on her bedside, one hand on top of hers, and the other resting on the side of her face. He'd been told that she'd be okay, now that she'd survived surgery, and the blood she'd lost had been restored. It was just a matter of her waking up.
"Forgive me, Katerina. Whatever has happened, partly your fault or not, this is at least partly my fault, too. I never should have left, least of all, without calling. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you. I'm right here, Katerina. I promise you, I will never leave you again."
The next day, she woke up and they got back together.
