𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽;

“i think we at least owe them at least a conversation, it’s not like you and i have the best track record as vampires.”

"of course it is, but it isn't that simple, we have kid's now."

“is that what you want, to be a vampire again?”

katherine can only offer a horrified expression and a disapproving shake of her head in response. " what about husband? not that ireally care, just curious. it’s a shame though, your siblings can finally sleep at night without wondering when their sibling is going to come murder them again now that elena’s put you through villian-rehab. guess i should let mattdonovan know he's got a new boy scout  to recruit.”

           ❝ skyscrapers ? ❞ she questioned aloud, clearly she had a bit of homework to do, ❝well kudos to you, moving on from petty crime and bank robberies to the big boy stuff. got a private plane i can take to paris? maybe a second for my shoes?❞  when the two of them met she had been on the run from klaus, just after her brief visit in chicago and he had been a new york mobster fighting for claim over the city.  ❝ and i’m sure it won’t be the last,  ❞ katherine responded as she went pokerfaced, trying to pretend she wasn’t bothered by what he had to say. if it hadn’t been for the fact that this is where she and her family resided she wouldn’t have cared what he wanted to do with the town, but the last thing she needed were her children getting caught up in vampire business. ❝ that’s not who i am anymore, ❞ she was quick to retort, ❝ and i had no choice, you were a monster, one that would’ve gotten me killed, ❞ when he became a ripper katherine couldn't help but feel responsible, after all it was her second. she tried to fix him, help him control it, but the body count became never ending and it was only a matter of time before klaus heard rumors about a petrova doppelganger and a ripper and that would’ve been an easy trail to follow.  ❝ well i think i’ve seen enough old faces for today.  ❞ with that katherine is standing to leave.

"what is it about elena that just sucks the fun out of people," katherine responded, freshly manicured nails tapping against the surface of the table, "so what do you suggest we do? we wouldn’t want to send elena’s most recent rescue back down the wrong path would we?"

          ❝ i promise, ❞ she responded with a smile, a smile so genuine it was hard to tell that she hadn’t meant it. katherine would be lying if she swore to never leave for a business trip, or fashion week again, but for now, while the chaos in mystic falls continued she intended to stay. ❝ so what’s going on with you and your father? ❞

"so now that you have your drink," katherine started as she pushed the glass toward him, "what's it going to get you on the bad side." after their time in hell and scheming against mystic falls she never thought she'd see the day where kai considered himself a good boy.  “did falling in love with elena gilbert take away all of your bad boy qualities AKA all the things that made you interesting?”

         katherine was aware that the two of them shared a bond she didn’t have with her daughters, perhaps it was because he was her only son, but she had always assumed with damon being home the kids would be fine. with her being orphaned at seventeen it’s quite easy for her to forget that children in fact do need their mother. ❝ i’m sorry alek, i am, but what do you expect me to do? your father and i’s memory is spotty and everyone i hoped to never see again is migrating back here, you can see why this isn’t important right now. just tell me what you want me to do and i’ll do it.❞ 

         his laugh causes her to turn and face him once more, her features softening as she offered a soft hum, ❝ sure was. ❞ katherine remains still as he leans forward, the corners of her lips curving upward as he whispered into her ear, ❝ becoming a self-proclaimed dictator doesn’t interest me, though i’d suggest you go elsewhere if it’s territory you’re after, these are my stomping grounds. ❞ the last thing katherine needed was him hanging about in mystic falls, after all her family was here (one she was quite reluctant to bring up) and there was a town just full of her dirty little secrets she didn’t need him digging up. ❝ aren’t you? after all wasn’t i promised forever. ❞ was that a low-blow, maybe, but perhaps she didn’t appreciate his condescending attitude. ❝ so what is it then? just fate the two of us are together again. ❞

         a small shrug is her only response as she looked over at him, anticipating his next move. did he simply want to have a conversation, or did he have an agenda? either way, the only thing she feared was facing her own emotions.  ❝ we could’ve ❞ she agreed, quick to turn away from him as she did so, “only now i’m running them myself.” if the roles had been reversed katherine wouldn't have been able to be as cordial, she’d be downright angry and quite vocal about it.  ❝ so what do you want, an apology? perhaps another drink? ❞ 

              a rosy smirk forms as he places a kiss upon her cheek, even after a hundred years she carried influence over him and that pleased her. ❝ i guess you could say that, ❞ she answered with raised brows, cue a sip from her drink. it was clear to her that he was aware of her activities over the past century (or at least some), and that caused guilt to pang within her, all thanks to those pesky human emotions. katherine wasn’t a fool, she was sure after she left he searched for her and she was careful to cover her tracks, she had just hoped he’d given up looking, assumed klaus had finally caught her and moved on. ❝ you look good, ❞ the doppelganger complimented after a moment, ❝ still on the ripper diet ? ❞

"maybe you shouldn't have," katherine agreed with the shake of her head, "there's enough going on that i have to worry about, my daughter blackmailing me shouldn’t be one of them."

         katherine didn’t have a clue as to what she was stepping into as she practically sauntered into the grill, though wherever she went chaos seemed to follow and for that, she’s naive to think she’s going to get a break tonight. of course all eyes are on her as she navigates her way to the bar, though she’s used to the attention, however, she’s unaware that a set of those eyes belonged to an old friend. sliding into a bar-stool she’s quick to order a drink, of course only half the normal serving size, as her witch tolerance isn’t anything like what it used to be. when apollo approaches katherine is silent, shocked to say the least. it’d been years since she had last seen him or had even given him any thought after she betrayed him centuries ago she had been adamant on keeping her distance. ❝ i guess not, ❞ katherine agrees, her expression hardening as she shamelessly scanned his figure,  ❝ what’s the matter? no hello kiss . ❞