It was a dark night, as Katherine started to drive through the Mystic Grille's parking lot to leave for home.
Suddenly, she heard something from the top of her SUV's roof, so she parked it where she had it, and got out to investigate.
She turned around, only to be face-to-face with a peeved off Original vampire of 1,000 years. She knew she was peeved, because Katherine had literally stabbed her with a dagger.
"Drive much?" the blonde greeted.
"That's funny, considering that you're the one who jumped on my SUV, Rebekah. You know, you may be old, but you really need to learn how to let go of those grudges of yours. It doesn't do your looks any good," Katherine replied.
"You really don't know when to stop talking. Do you?"
"Nope," she told Rebekah.
A moment later, they were fighting. It didn't last long enough though, since Rebekah had 500 more years on her.
Rebekah pinned her against the SUV, hand tightly around her throat.
"Goodbye, Katherine," she said.
"Now, now. Let's play nice. Let her go," the new voice intervened.
"Why does he always bend over backwards for you?" Rebekah said to her, before letting her go and facing Damon. "The cavalry arrives. How poetic."
A moment later, Rebekah vanished.
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Defining Moments
FanfictionFor those who are datherine fans, here is a look at what could have been if Katherine hadn't told him that she never loved him.
