"She's got the whole purpose driven, warrior princess, save the world, vibe."

You know that moment when you realized you screwed up? Yup. Well, that's what happened to me.

So, instead of telling Damon about a loose canon of a vampire that was attacking people, I decided to go out and kill the son of a bitch myself. That was my first mistake. The second was dropping the only stake I had. The third was running into the woods.

Now, I bet you can see the predicament I was in.

I tripped over a tree root but quickly scrambled back up, my cardigan getting caught on a branch. I yanked myself out of the cardigan and kept running, my breathing ragged. A branch snapped behind me and I spun around, trying to see if he was behind me. That was my fourth mistake. As I turned around to start running again, there he was, smiling at me with blood dripping down his chin. I gasped in fright and turned around to run the other way for him to just speed in front of me. I fell to the ground in terror, the palm of my hand cutting itself on a jagged rock. That only seemed to make the hungry vampire even hungrier as he lunged at me and bit my neck. I let out a bellowing scream but it was quickly cut off as I was slammed against a tree, a hand over my mouth.

Then, all of a sudden, the vampire was roughly grabbed off of me and thrown into a tree. It was easily impaled as one of the branches were broken off and pointy. I grasped my neck with my hand and tried to stand up but only to fall back down. I let out a small cry as my neck burned and my ankle ached.

"Are you okay, love?" I scrambled away from the voice, whimpering as I realized I might've sprained my ankle. "Spencer." My eyes widened in shock and horror. How does this mysterious guy with a British accent know my name? The next thing I know, a hand laid on my thigh, making me jump back quickly, everything spinning as I did so. "Here." I looked up at the mysterious guy to see intense blue eyes staring at me in worry. "Drink this." He bit into his wrist and held it to my mouth. I scrunched up my face and discussed and studied the guy. The way he talked, the way he held himself, the look in his eyes. It was the same look Alaric had when Klaus was possessing him.

"Klaus?" I whispered, my voice cracking. Was this really him? Was this the Klaus everyone is afraid of? How? He just looks like a lost puppy.

"No time for introductions, love, you're bleeding out." I pressed my hand further down on my neck wound just as Klaus gently grabbed the back of my head. "You gotta drink this, love." I grimaced as he bit into his wrist again before putting it to my lips. "Come on, little one. It'll help." I close my eyes tightly before I grabbed his wrist and put it to my lips, and started sucking. I was pulled into his chest and for some reason, I felt complete in his arms. I somehow felt safer in the arms of the man that supposed to kill my cousin then I do–. At the thought of Elena, I pulled away from Klaus, no longer feeling the bite wound or the ache in my ankle.

"Thanks." I mumbled, standing up but as I did so, I almost fell back down if it wasn't for Klaus catching me.

"Easy now." I looked up at him with wide eyes. Why was he being nice to me? I thought he was suppose to be evil. Just the way Elijah had described him, he sounded like the devil, but here, standing in front of him, I was't scared. For the first time since my mother died, I wasn't scared. Why was that? Why was I comfortable around someone I don't know? Why? "Can you stand?" I nodded and pushed myself off of him. "What were you doing out here? Other than being stupid, of course."

"I wasn't being stupid." I crossed my arms. "Completely." I saw the look on his face and grumbled. "Fine." I sighed. " I caught that vampire feeding on some innocent girl. I thought I would've been able to take care of him myself." I bit my lip and look towards the ground. "What's it matter to you?"

"I–it doesn't." He grumbled out, crossing his arms, looking confused. "I just want to doppelgängers cousin to live. So I know that my doppelgänger safe." My heart ached as I heard his words. He doesn't care for me. All he cares for is Elena. Elena this, Elena that. I get it. She's cleaner and nicer. She's never done drugs, she's never been raped, and she certainly never lost her sanity like I have. She's pure, I'm not. And that's why I understand why everyone picks her. She's perfect.

"Of course." I whispered to myself. And even though my eyes stung with tears, I looked him in the eyes, trying to stay strong even though all I wanted to do was break down. "I'll keep your precious doppelgänger safe." I swallowed thickly as I saw flash of hurt in his eyes. "Goodbye, Klaus." I spat before pushing past him.

"Wait." My wrist was grabbed and I was turned around to face a wide eyes Klaus.

"Yes?" I whispered, staring into his baby blue eyes. Blue eyes that left me compelled. But, he was't compelling me, which was the weird thing. I felt a lump grow in my throat as the time seemed to slow down and we were the only two people in the universe.

"Be careful." I closed my eyes as I heard these words. There was a small peck on my forehead and then a gust of wind which sent my hair into a frenzy. I opened my eyes to see that Klaus was no where in sight.

"I will." I promised, speaking to the forest as if Klaus was nearby, listening in. Which he was, but I didn't.

Klaus watched Spencer from behind a tree, making sure she wasn't in any danger of bedore speeding off towards Alaric's apartment building. Once inside, he ignored the half naked Katherine who was sprawled out on the couch and approached the bedroom. Closing the door behind him, he picked up a pencil and a sketchbook. He started sketching Spencer. The way she looked under the moon, her eyes sparkling and the smile on her face was something he wanted to see everyday of his life. And even though she promised she would be careful, that didn't mean he wouldn't look after her.

Yayyy!

They finally met! But Klaus upset her. What do you think about that? And what about Klaus drawing Spencer? Is that sweet or stalkerish?