*American Gothic*
Where is the moment we needed the most?
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to gray
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on!
It was a beautiful day, as Elijah and Katherine stood in front of each other in a Pennsylvania alleyway.
"Is that what I am to you? A means of survival?" he accused.
"No. Of course, you're not a means of survival. You looked out for me when I had no one. You've given me a second chance now, when no one else will." She rested a hand on the side of his face. "I love you. Elijah."
He turned his face away and she put her hand down.
"You don't believe me."
He looked at her.
"I want to. It's my disease. I just keep wanting to believe you, but how can I when, at every turn, you give me a reason to doubt you? I don't know you. I don't think I ever will." He began to walk away.
After a moment, she caught up with him and put a hand on his arm.
"Wait."
He looked at her hand on his arm and then at her a couple times, which gave her the hint to let go, so she let go.
"Goodbye, Katherine."
She could only watch, as he walked away.
You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces every time
And I don't need no carryin' on!
'Cause you had a bad day
You're takin' one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
That night, they stood in front of each other on a sidewalk, when she found him.
"Wait," she said.
"What do you want?"
"To tell you that you're right. I've spent so much time running and lying just to survive, I—I'm starting to believe my own lies. I don't even remember who I was when we first met. And I want to find out," she answered him.
"How do I know this isn't another lie? Katherine Pierce deceiving yet another man?" he questioned her.
"Because I meant what I said about my feelings for you. And I'd like to think that you feel something for me too." She brought the cure out of her purse.
"You have the cure," he stated.
"I do. And I can shove this down Klaus' throat and try to kill him, but even if I managed to do it, I'd lose you. And I don't want to happen." She set the cure in his hand. "I need you to trust me. I want you to trust me. Just like I'm trusting you. You don't owe me anything. I'm going to let you decide where we go from here."
