"What is so freaking urgent that I get 500 texts from you three, demanding I get here immeaditly?" I demand, walking into Stefan's room. They all glare at me, gesturing to the person behind Elena. I look at Katherine with a bored look, "Yeah, so? It's just Katherine." I sigh.

"So? So?! You act like it's not big deal Katherine is out and about. I thought you would be a little more pissed." Elena glares.

"She dropped by last night, like I said, not a big deal." I shrug.

"She dropped by last night?" Damon questions.

"Yup, she took a shower and stole some clothes. But she's not even wearing them." I frown, looking at Katherine who is dressed up like Elena. Guess she was having some fun this morning.

"Did you not think to call one of us?" Elena snaps.

"I was tired, I fell asleep." I answer.

Elena shakes her head, letting out a disbelieved sigh. "What is she even doing here?" Elena demands.

"When we killed Elijah, it broke the compulsion and freed the bitch from the tomb." Damon tells us, a disgusted look on his face. At least I know he doesn't have feelings for Katherine anymore.

"How is that possible?" Stefan questions.

"He's an Original, they have all sorts of special skills." Katherine explains.

"I don't want you here. Get her out of here!" Elena commands, practically screaming. Jesus Elena, you sound like a freaking whiny child.

"You and Aria need me, Elena. You all do." Katherine smirks.

"Like hell." Stefan argues, glaring at Katherine.

"We all want the same thing, Klaus dead. And here you all are, running around like chickens with there heads cut off." Katherine crosses her arms, glaring at Elena is particular.

"I don't need your help, and I don't want it." Elena glares back, crossing her arms.

"And that's incredibly stupid of you." Katherine sighs, "Do you know where Klaus is? When he's coming? What he looks like?"

"If you know something Kathy, just spit it out. Please don't waste any of my valuable time." I sigh.

"Fine, I'll just go to the Grill and have some lunch. Maybe Aunt Jenna is free for a bite." Katherine threatens, looking over at Elena. Ugh, really Katherine? You couldn't think of something more original than a shitty threat?

"Whatever Katherine, stay. You can chill here for a while, right Damon?" I look over at him giving him my best, if you don't do this, I will eat you, look. Damon glares at me before giving a stiff nod. "Great, now can I go take a nap?" I ask, causing everyone to groan. Hey! What's wrong with that question?

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I walk down the stairs, letting out a big yawn and stretching out my arms. Naps in Damon's bed are the best, he has the most soft bed ever. It's heaven. Especially if he is in it with me.

Katherine is chilling on the sofa in the the living room, reading a book. "Morning Katherine." I greet.

"It's 2pm, Aria. It is afternoon." Katherine says, not looking up from her book.

"Whatever...have you seen Damon?" I ask, rolling my eyes at the first part.

"He's downstairs setting Elijah on fire, but it's not working to well." Katherine shrugs, like that is such a freaking normal thing to say. It's not!

"Okay then..." I frown, "I'm going to go down and watch this...amazing sight."

"I'll come with you." Katherine states, throwing the book down on the sofa.

I glare at her, "It's okay, I know the way. Continue reading."

"I'm bored of reading." Katherine glares back.

"I don't give a shit princess, find something else to do." I snap.

Katherine appears in front of me, her fangs out. "I know something I can do." she purrs, bending down towards my neck.

I groan and push her away, flipping her off. I spin around, practically jogging down to the basement.

Katherine was right, Damon is trying to set Elijah on fire... that's wrong on soooo many levels.

"I love the smell of burning flesh first thing in the morning." I wince, looking at Elijah's dead body. He is not burned in the least, only his suit. Aw, such a shame to ruin a perfect suit, isn't it?

"It's not morning." Damon mumbles, staring at Elijah with fascination.

"If you're trying to get the dagger back, it's not going to work. In fact, you're wasting your time. He's indestructible." Katherine shrugs, leaning against the doorframe.

"No kidding." Damon agrees, frowning. "How do you know so much about Original vampires?" Damon questions, looking over at Katherine.

"Spent 500 years running from one." Katherine sighs.

"So when I told you about my plan to kill Elijah, why didn't you warn me I'd die if I used the dagger on him?" Damon demands, narrowing his eyes at her. Wow, that was a major thing to leave out Kathy.

"There is so many rules, it's all very confusing." Katherine answers, taking a few steps into the room/dungeon thing. Liar.

"Did you know he would die Katherine?" I repeat more forcefully. I want an answer from her. A honest one.

"Did you hear about Elijah's plan? Did he have a dagger to kill Klaus with?" Katherine asks, trying to redirect the conversation.

"Why are you still here?" Damon sighs.

Katherine smirks, "Because you haven't forcefully removed me." Damon holds up the flamethrower, pointing it right at her. "You wouldn't." Katherine shrugs.

"Oh I would." Damon smirks, wiping the smirk off Katherine's face. She takes a step back, holding out her hand.

"Be smart Damon, I want Klaus dead just as much as you do. More! In fact, if I wasn't honest about helping, I would be long gone by now. K? You can hate me, but we want the same thing. And you know, I always get what I want." Katherine smiles coldly.

"Like I said before, princess." I mutter, causing Katherine to glare at me. It's true though, she acts like a spoiled princess. Kind of like Elena at times...

Damon lowers the flamethrower, a defeated look on his face. Katherine grins victorious, and starts to head out the room. On the way out she pats Damon's chest, which causes a spark of jealousy inside of me. She turns towards us, "I wanted out of the tomb, I didn't care who paid the price. I knew that you would die." Katherine states, before heading upstairs.

"Wow, bitchy much?" I ask, mainly to myself.

"Talking about yourself?" Damon smirks, looking over at me.

"Shut up, or I'll set you on fire." I threaten playfully. I run my hand over his chest before pushing him back into the wall. "I think you deserve a punishment for that rude comment. It hurt my feelings." I whisper, kissing his neck lightly. He quickly reverses our positions, holding my arms down lightly.

"I'm sorry about hurting your feelings, maybe I could make it up to you somehow?" Damon smiles, running his hands up and down my arms. I lean up, kissing him. He wraps his hands around my waist and I run mine through his hair.

"Ugh, stop making out, it's gross! I don't want to hear that shit!" Katherine yells from upstairs. I pull away from Damon, glaring at the place I heard her voice.

"We don't need to stop." Damon frowns, all cute like.

"Yeah we do, I don't feel comfortable with her here...and listening." I sigh, ugh, she is so annoying. Why can't she just like die or something?

"Lets go upstairs, we have some research to do." Damon wraps his arm around my shoulders, leading me out of the room.

"What? You're not going to lock the door?" I question, as we start to head up the stairs. I figured he would lock the door so I couldn't get it and save Elijah. He did last night.

"No, you're not going to wake him up. You know he would kill me and Stefan. You won't risk it." Damon shrugs having a very good point. But what happens when his brother comes and I need to risk it? Because I have a very bad feeling, that without Elijah, Klaus will find us.

And he will kill us all. Specifically Elena and I.

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I watch uninterested as Damon flips through another book, before setting it down on the counter. He wants to find some witch thing, I forgot. Not really that important to me, even though it probably should be. It has to do with the sacrifice and Klaus I think.

"Whatca up to?" Katherine asks, appearing out of nowhere.

"None of your business." Damon answers not looking up from the book.

"More pouting?" Katherine smirks, taking a few steps closer to Damon. "Are those the Gilbert Journals?" I don't know, are they?

Damon ignores her, sorting throughout the books. "1864..." he mumbles, looking through the box. What is he looking for exactly?

"How am I suppose to help you, if you won't tell me what you're up too?" Katherine sighs, glaring at us. I raise my hands in innocence, having no idea what he is up too. Well...a mild idea.

"Can you tell me where a bunch of witches were massacred in this town, a couple of centuries ago?" Damon questions. So it is about the witch thing and the sacrifice.

Katherine pauses for a moment, "Nope." she shrugs.

"Then you are no help to us." I say, giving her a fake smile. She glares at me, like that'll make me scared or something. Ah, no. If anyone is making someone scared here, it's me. Not Kathy.

She starts to reach for a book but I slap her hand away, not wanting her to mess up Damon's nice stacks. She glares at me once again, before slapping my arm. Rather hard I must add. I hiss in pain, ready to punch her, but Damon grabs her arm before I can.

"Don't touch Aria." he seethes, using his vampire speed, pinning Katherine to the piano bench with his hand around her throat. Katherine rolls her eyes, not affected at all by him.

I sigh, walking over to them and pushing Damon off her. "Play nice kids, or I'll have to send you for a time out. That mainly refers to you Katherine."

"Wow, I'm so hurt." she gives me a fake pout, but she can't help the smirk that comes to her face. Bitch.

"Not as hurt as I want you to be." I smile, giving her a small shrug.

"Emily Bennet told me about the massacres, it was a big thing in witch folklore." Katherine explains, suddenly changing the subject. She walks over to one of the journals, flipping it open. "When a witch dies violently, they release a mystical energy, marking the place they died with power."

"Elijah wanted to know the site of the massacre, so your info gives us nothing." I tell her.

"What was he going to do when he found it?" Katherine asks.

"I don't know." Damon replies, sounding like a teenager. "What did Papa Witch and Baby Witch have to say?" I frown wondering what he is talking about but I see Katherine turn around. I follow her line of sight, and see Stefan standing by the front door.

"Isn't she gone? Or dead yet?" Stefan demands, crossing his arms and glaring at Katherine. That is exactly how I feel Stefan, I feel ya bro.

"For the last time, I'm here to help. Can we skip the secrets?" Katherine sighs, glaring at Stefan.

"Elijah had no weapon to kill Klaus...but he believed that if a witch could channel enough power, that he wouldn't need one." Stefan states.

"Like the power you get from a spot marked with a hundred dead witches..." I say, now understanding why Elijah wanted to find the massacre sight.

Stefan nods, a small smirk on his face. "We just need to find it."

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I turn around, having the weirdest feeling that someone is behind me. Katherine frowns at me, thinking I am looking at her. I ignore her and look at the spot, not seeing anything. Is it possible that there is invisible people?

I get up off the sofa, ignoring Damon and Katherine's weird looks. I know there is something there. It's weird but I can like...feel it.

I walk towards the basement, looking down the steps. I still can't see anything but I still have that strange feeling. I don't know how to explain it.

"Are you going to go down?" Katherine questions, standing beside me.

"Why do you care?" I glare, not looking away from the basement.

"I'm hungry, and the food is down there. But I can't get down there unless you move." Katherine snaps, causing me to start walking down the stairs. I walk down slowly, not knowing if I should be nervous or not.

Katherine walks over to the fridge where they keep the blood, but I keep on walking towards the cell. I just feel someone else in there, not just Elijah. I don't even know how I feel that. It's super creepy.

Katherine walks over, a suspicious look on her face. "You feel that too, don't you?" I whisper. She nods, narrowing her eyes at Elijah's body. She watches for a few moments, but starts to turn away when nothing happens.

The second she turns away, the dagger in Elijah's heart starts to come out. "Katherine!" she spins around, rushing over to Elijah's body. She presses down on the dagger, but it's like something is fighting her.

After a few moments of struggling, it looks like whoever is fighting Katherine gives up. Katherine and I both look around the room, trying to spot someone.

I gasp when all the wood logs fall down next to me, not good. "Damon!" I yell, watching horrified as a floating piece of wood, stabs itself into Katherine's stomach. A floating piece of freaking wood!

Damon runs into the room, "Aria?" he questions looking worried. Once he sees I am fine, it looks like he relaxes a little. He looks over at Katherine, frowning at the stake in her stomach.

He pulls it out of her stomach, dropping it to the floor. "What happened?" he demands, looking between Katherine and I.

I look back over at Elijah's body and see the dagger slowly starting to come out again. "Damon, the dagger." Damon looks over startled, before grabbing the flamethrower and spraying it all around Elijah's body.

"What's happening?" Stefan questions, running into the room.

"Some kind of crazy ass, physic, witch attack Get over there and do something about it." Damon yells, still shooting the fire. Witches? Of course it's witches.

It's always witches, isn't it?

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"Can't she get her own freaking blood-bag?" I complain, as Damon grabs one for Katherine in the fridge.

"Apparently she is too weak to walk down here and get one." Damon shrugs, shutting the fridge lid.

"She is 500 years old Damon, I think she has suffered through worse. We're not her freaking maids." I point out, as we start to walk up the stairs. I don't want to do anything for Katherine that is remotely nice. I still don't like her.

Damon once again just shrugs, like he couldn't care less. Wow, he betrayed me. I am so hurt, so very hurt...

"Here ya go." Damon tosses the blood bag at Katherine, who almost drops it. Don't try playing baseball Katherine. Katherine nods her head about to take a sip, but suddenly cries out in pain. I frown, wondering what the hell happened but when I look again, I see a stake in Katherine's stomach. Again.

"What the hell?" Katherine demands, glaring at Damon.

"That's for not telling me the dagger would kill me." Damon smirks before pushing the stake in further causing Katherine to cry out. "Next time, it goes in your heart." Oh yeah, go Damon! I am proud to say he is my very sexy boyfriend.

I feel a sudden shooting pain through my head, making me stumble a little. What the hell?

"Aria?" Damon frowns, catching me when I stumble again. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know." I answer the pain getting worse. I grab my head, crying out in pain. Ow, that hurts like a bitch. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to make the pain go away. After a few moments, it thankfully works and the pain dies down to a dull throb.

I open my eyes, looking into Damon's worried ones. I look around, and see that I am on the floor in Damon's arms. Huh...I must have collapsed. Even Katherine is on her feet, looking slightly...worried.

"What the hell just happened?" Damon questions, helping me back up on my feet.

"Ah...I don't know. It was weird..." I mumble, looking at Katherine for answers.

Katherine holds her hands up, "Don't look at me, I have no idea what just happened. My best guess is some witchy thing though." she shrugs.

"Ugh, I really hate witches." I groan, running my hand through my hair. Why do witches have to be so bitchy?

"Do you feel fine now though?" Damon asks causing me to nod. "Alright, I'm going to go call Stefan. I'll be back in a minute." Damon walks out of the room, leaving me with Katherine.

She stares at me, her head tilted to the side. "What?" I demand, glaring at her.

"You have a very weird reaction to witches. Like when the witch was here, you could feel it. Humans don't normally feel that stuff, not even Damon could. And I'm guessing whatever spell the witch did, it wasn't meant to hurt you. You're very interesting Aria." Katherine says, having a very good point.

"So I'm allergic to witches?" I sigh.

"Pretty much." Katherine nods, a small smile on her face.

"Wonderful, my girlfriend is allergic to witches." Damon laughs coming back into the room. He wraps his arms around me, and I gladly let him. He makes me feel safe and right now I feel violated. A freaking witch was in my head, that is so invading my bubble.

"And I am allergic to this." Katherine glares, watching Damon and I hug.

I pull away from Damon, smirking at her. "Guess you are going to need some allergy medication then." I kiss Damon, pushing him back into the wall. Damon grabs my thighs, lifting me up. Maybe we can finish what we started earlier?

"Ew, enough guys, do it somewhere else." Katherine sighs, as I jump away from Damon. Damon smirks at me, causing me to laugh. Guess we can't finish what we started...we never can these days.

"Hold on, Stefan is calling." Damon says, but I don't hear a phone ringing. I frown looking at my boyfriend, hoping he is not insane. "It's on vibrate Aria." he rolls his eyes before answering the phone.

"Speaker." I command, not liking I'm the only one who can't hear it. Katherine can listen in, which is so not fair for me.

Damon puts it on speaker phone right as Stefan asks, "Is Aria okay? I got your message."

"I'm fine Stefan." I answer, "Do you know what that asshole witch did to me?"

"Yeah, it was just a tracking spell. You shouldn't have felt anything, Elena didn't." Stefan states, causing me to frown. Maybe Katherine is right, I am allergic to witches.

"Why was Papa witch even doing a locater spell?" Damon questions.

"I'm not exactly sure, I think he wants to take them. He sent his son, Luca, to revive Elijah but you set the kid on fire. So lets just say his Dad isn't very happy." Stefan sighs.

"What's the plan?" I ask.

"I think I may have one." Katherine smirks, making Damon and I frown. This can't be good.

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"This plan is actually kind of good..." I admit, looking at Damon and Elena while Damon paces the room. Katherine actually came up with a half way decent plan, that just might work. Might, is the keyword.

"How did you guys convince her to do this?" Elena asks.

"We didn't, it was actually her idea." I shrug.

"Oh...that's not good." Elena frowns.

"Nope, it's not good at all." Damon agrees, right when Stefan and Katherine walk downstairs.

"It's taken care of." Stefan tells us, causing me to raise my eyebrows. Katherine actually followed through on her plan and helped us? Interesting...

"I'm guessing you want this back?"