My Heart(ache) And Yours (A Klaus Mikaelson Love Story)

My Heart(ache) And Yours (A Klaus Mikaelson Love Story)

Name: Dani Taylor
Characteristics: 20, 5'9", Dark Blue eyes, Silver hair
Background: Was a police officer in Mystic Falls, but quit once all the vampire business started happening. Is immune to compulsion, so she knows all about the vampires and werewolves.

PS: Since this is a new story, I will continue to update it, but my other stories are still on hold.

Chapter 1

The Same Old Things

Even looking out my window, I could tell there was so much wrong with Mystic Falls. I'd lived here all my life, even became a police officer here, but that exposed me to all the things that lived here. Vampires, Werewolves, Witches...I'd had it after that. I'd quit the force and moved to Richmond, but I'd only been there about 6 months before I was forced to return.

And I could see that everything that was wrong before was still wrong now. The same people still walked the streets, and that meant the same things would be wrong.

I groaned.

My new apartment was a one-bedroom on the second floor that I got at a really good price. The realtor had admitted that the last owner died under suspicious circumstances, but I didn't care; it was the best I could do with the money I had on hand. So I'd paid the deposit and three months rent in advance and moved my stuff in all in the same day. I admittedly didn't have that much stuff either, and the old owners furniture had been left there.

I left the apartment then, checking to make sure my silvery hair wasn't messed up in the mirror beside the door.

Outside on the street, people went about their business on the sidewalk and in their cars, and I detested the fact that I'd sold my old car back in Richmond. Luckily, everything was pretty close to my apartment, including what seemed like the only restaurant in town, The Mystic Grill. I scoffed at the name as I walked inside.

The inside was just as dim as I remembered. Wow; nothing really had changed.

I sat up at the bar and asked for a whiskey on ice and the bartender gave it to me. I chuckled a bit; they still didn't check ID here either, just like before. At least that remained the same.

My phone buzzed as I sipped at the glass, and I saw it was a call from the police station here.Only one person that could be.

"This is Dani, who am I talking to?"

"Dani? Hello." It was Elizabeth, or better known as Sheriff Forbes. "I heard from someone that you're moving back into town. Is this true?"

"Actually, I'm already here. I moved my stuff in just yesterday...I'm surprised the news got to you that fast."

"Well, you did work with me before you moved...Which is why I called. I wanted to know if you were interested in joining again. We've had some officers...leave recently, and really need the help."

I held me phone away from my mouth as I cackled. "You're not serious, are you? Don't you remember how last time ended?" I very clearly remembered throwing my badge and almost hitting her in the face after I was almost attacked by one of...them.

"Yes, I remember...But there are so much more of them than before you moved, and we really need help. Please Dani."

"I can't do it...I'm sorry."

The Sheriff thanked me anyway and I hung up and sighed; knowing there were more vampires here than before...I wondered why I even moved back.

"Oh yeah, because my cousin went and moved in with her boyfriend and I couldn't afford the rent of my own...Nice one Dani." I toasted myself miserably and downed the glass.

"You know, it's not healthy to talk to yourself. People might think you're weird." I looked beside me at a blonde-haired boy picking up a plate someone had left on the bar.

"Well, I am weird, there's no use denying that." He looked vaguely familiar, so I asked "This might sound weird, but I think I know you...What's your name?"

"Matt...Donovan. Used to be in the paper a lot, back when I was still on the football team." The name struck a chord, and I remembered him. He'd been on the football team when I still went to Mystic Falls High School, and I'd seen him in the local paper a few times since.

"Yeah, I know you now...I'm Dani Taylor, I used to be a cop here." He raised an eyebrow. "I did it right outta high school, but moved to Richmond 6 months ago...Now I'm back."

"You look a little young to have done all that..." I chuckled.

"Hey, 20 isn't that young...Not that old either!" He laughed. "So, are things really as boring now as they were before I moved?"

Matt shook his head. "Things actually get pretty crazy around here most of the time...Just wait a little while and you'll see." He picked up another plate and went back into the kitchen, and I grinned a bit.

At least I wouldn't be completely bored here.

The bartender came over and refilled my glass and I threw down a few dollars for him, deciding I'd walk through town and look for a job, just so I didn't have to do it later.

After I finished my drink. I smirked to myself, then remembering what Matt had said about talking to myself, chuckled.

"You're in a taken seat." I looked up from my glass to see another familiar face, one I recognized right away.

Damon Salvatore stood there with a sour expression on his face, but I didn't move. "And what do you want, vampire?" The sourness turned to shock and I laughed again.

He sat to my left and growled out "And how do you know what I am?"

"I'm not an idiot like the rest of these townspeople...Plus I used to be a cop here." He scoffed. "Is there a problem with that?"

"Used to? How old are you, 17?"

"You're off by three years, genius. Now I'll ask again, what do you want?"

"For you to get out of my buddy's seat, that's what." I turned to look at Damon, then around at the rest of the place.

"I don't see anyone else here. Who was your buddy? Another dirty vampire?" Damon growled under his breath and I just smirked. Vampires always lost their temper so easily.

"You're a new face so I'll let you off with a warning: stay the hell outta my way or you'll end up dead just like Ric." He got up and left then, and I stared after him.

Barely 15 minutes in here and I was already receiving death threats from a vampire? That had to be a new record, even for me.


"You don't look like you're from here..." The shop owner I was facing looked me up and down. I had the urge to hit him, but I knew that was just because I'd run into that vampire earlier.

"That's because I've lived in Richmond the last 6 months, but I lived here all before that..." He didn't look like he believed me, and I sighed heavily. "Nevermind...I'll get a job elsewhere." I stalked out of the tiny grocery store, which was somehow the second biggest in town, and down the street.

He wouldn't hire me because I looked like an out-of-towner? Ridiculous!

A street light blinked on above me and I looked up at the sky, which was fast growing dark. Several clouds also threatened in the distance, and would probably end up bringing rain later in the night.

It was near dark inside as well when I got to my apartment, and I saw that the light above my door was burnt out. I just had bad luck today, didn't I?

I pushed my door open and slammed it shut behind me, and went for the bathroom. I'd have a nice, long, hot shower to calm me down after this hectic day...

I stopped just short of the bathroom, reaching for the gun tucked into the back of my pants. I distinctly remembered locking the door before I'd left earlier that afternoon, and it'd been unlocked when I just came in.

I turned and the wind was knocked from me and I was slammed against the wall, and my gun dropped from between my fingers and fell to the floor.

As the spinning in my head slowly stopped, I opened my eyes and was met with a pair of light blue ones.

"Didn't I tell you to leave me alone in the bar, vampire?" Damon grimaced.

"What are you doing in here?" I didn't respond and he growled. "Why are you here?!"

"Damon...I think you've scared the girl quite enough. How about we get what we came here for and get out, hm?" Damon let my neck go, not without a glare and a snarl, and I saw who had spoken.

He was tall, with brownish-blonde hair and turquoise eyes. I stared at him, stunned for several moments until I realized he was working with Damon. Damn.

"Well, well, well...What could a lovely little thing like you be doing here?" His voice had a certain lull to it, and I knew he had to've been from somewhere in Europe. Interesting...

"I live here...I just moved in. Why're you here with that vampire? Are you one too?" He chuckled and stepped closer to me.

"Not exactly. I'm surprised a little thing like you would know about us...but now know about me. I'm offended."

Damon scoffed. "Don't waste your time with her...I didn't want to come here, so let's get this over with and leave."

"Why so serious Damon? I'm just having a bit of fun. I'm sure you know all about that." Damon muttered something I couldn't hear and the other guy laughed. I just looked back and forth between them, confused.

"Why are you two here?"

"We're just here to pick up a few things the previous owner...left behind. Sorry Damon's a bit sour, apparently he and Alaric were 'friends.'" I wondered if this was the same 'friend' that he yelled at me for sitting in his seat at the Grill. "Now, about my question...How would a girl like you know about us?"

The stranger stared into my eyes as he asked this, and I knew he was trying to compel me. No vampire had tried it since the last time I was in Mystic Falls, but I recognized his demeanor instantly.

"You can't compel me." He frowned deeply. "Who are you? I thought I knew all the vampires in this god-forsaken city." He chuckled.

"I'm not a vampire love, I'm a hybrid. And my name is Klaus. Klaus Mikaelson." He took my hand in his and raised it to his mouth and kissed it, and when he looked up into my eyes, his were yellow and black like a werewolf.

I gasped and backed up against the wall and Klaus chuckled again. "I think that's the best reaction I've had in quite a while...Damon, are we done here?"

"Yes." Damon came out of the bedroom with a bag in his hands and walked right out the front door.

Klaus looked at me and said "Well, sorry our meet had to be so short. We'll do this again sometime, hm?"

"Don't count on it." He only gave me a smile as he walked out my door, and I slid slowly to the floor.

How could I be so stupid? This was a town full of vampires; I should've set up some kind of protection in here before I even thought of going out...

I decided against sitting on the floor pitying myself, and instead went for one of my bags that sat in the bedroom. I saw the closet doors open and a wall panel removed, and knew that was where Damon must've been digging.

I went over and looked in the wall compartment, and found several weapons that Damon apparently hadn't grabbed. Stakes, little vials of what was probably vervain, and some other weapons I didn't recognize. Were these all left by the previous owner?

If this Alaric was friends with Damon, then why would he have this vampire hunting equipment? This was so confusing. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Elizabeth Forbes' number, knowing she would give me the information I needed. Even if I didn't exactly like her, I knew she would know at least some of what I needed.

I wasn't gonna come back to this town without getting updated on stuff...

I mean, where in the he.ll did a hybrid even come from?!


"She couldn't possibly be serious...I can't be thinking of actually doing this!" Elizabeth had given me some info, none of it I liked.

There were the Original vampires in town, which I knew was bad even before she described what they were. One of them, the Klaus that had helped Damon break into my apartment, was a half-vampire half-werewolf mix, and had turned Tyler Lockwood into a hybrid too, along with some other werewolves.

That was about as much as she knew, and she'd given me an address to go to if I wanted to find out more. Now that I was standing on a road through the woods staring at a big, unfamiliar house, I was unsure if I really wanted to do this.

"Well, I'm already out here..." I began walking up to the place when I was whirled across the driveway and found myself pinned to a tree. "Dammit!"

A voice in the darkness said "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, love. But we must be cautious." The European lilt alerted me that it was Klaus.

"Klaus?" He chuckled and the hands around my wrists disappeared. My eyes took several seconds to adjust to the extra darkness beneath the trees, and I could make Klaus out grinning before me. "The next time one of you idiotic vampires pins me to a wall, I'm going to shoot you in the face."

"And destroy my handsome features? I'm hurt." I grumbled.

"It's not like you wouldn't heal instantly, being a hybrid and all...I got sent here to find out some information. This your house?"

I jerked my thumb towards the mini-mansion in the clearing and he barked a laugh.

"Goodness, no. I would never be caught living in a dump like this. Those idiotic Salvatores live there...You remember Damon?" I cursed under my breath. "There's been a lot going on lately, and I just thought I'd keep an eye on the new girl in town...You never know what's going to show up these days."

I glared. "Don't follow me. Original or not, I'll still find some way to kill you." He grinned wider. "I hate you."

"Oh, I get that a lot. Come, let's go see how Damon likes seeing you again." We began walking and Klaus put his arm around my shoulders. I attempted to pull out of his grip, but his fingers dug into my shoulder and I groaned loudly. "I'm keeping an eye on you, remember?"

We got up to the house and the front door opened, and Stefan Salvatore stood in the doorway. He was Damon's little brother, and was also a vampire, but I was alright with him. At least he hadn't tried to kill half the town the last time I was here.

"Klaus...Who's this?"

"Just a little friend I picked up along the way. She wanted to talk to you and Damon, and I just couldn't help but bring her here. Is your older brother here?"

"I'll get him...Make yourself at home." Stefan's voice was hard, and I could tell he didn't want to let Klaus in. With what I gathered from Elizabeth, I guessed he didn't have a choice, because Klaus could just walk in anyway.

We entered the parlor and sat on a long leather couch that faced an ornate fireplace, and I looked around in interest. For a vampires' home, it didn't look that bad.

"Why're you two here?" I turned to see Damon waltz into the room in a pair of jeans and an unbuttoned shirt, open to reveal his chest. I grumbled.

"Dani here wanted to talk to you about something...I haven't the faintest idea what."

"Then why did you come?"

Klaus tightened his grip on me and I held back a moan. "I just thought you two might need a...mediator. A vampire and a hunter shut together in the same room like this...It's a recipe for disaster." Damon glared and I grimaced; Klaus was starting to draw blood from my arm.

"Why should I tell anything to you?"

In a rough voice, I forced out "Because you can't afford to have another wild card when your situation is already so bad." Damon didn't speak. "I just want to know what's happened here since I left six months ago."

"We'll, you'll have to get that information from somewhere else. I'm not gonna help you, whether he's sitting beside you or not." Damon stood up and left the room and I sighed.

"Well, that was rather...uneventful. Wouldn't you agree, Dani?" I didn't say anything and he chuckled. "Oh, I'm hurting you? How could I forget?"

Klaus removed his fingers from my shoulder and I let out a moan, gripping my pained shoulder with my left hand. When I pulled my hand back, it was covered with blood, and I scowled at Klaus.

"I couldn't help it, love. I'm part vampire, remember?"

"Please refrain from doing that again..."

"Or what? You'll shoot me? Your gun is still laying on the floor of your apartment, and you don't have a weapon on you."

"How would you know?" Klaus just looked me up and down and I covered myself with my hands, a high-pitched gasp escaping my lips. My hand came out and across his face, leaving a bloody handprint across his left cheek. "How dare you feel me up like that!"

There was a low growl and Klaus eyes turned to the yellow and black of werewolf eyes and he gripped me tightly with both hands.

"You, a petty little human...would hit me?" His fangs extended from his jaw and I had the urge to cry out, but I kept by jaw tightly shut. I wouldn't show fear, even to him. "That was a really bad decision."

I stared defiantly back into his eyes as I spat out "Says you."

He growled and my eyes snapped shut as I thought he would bite me, but nothing happened.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Klaus staring oddly at me, his eyes now returned to their usual turquoise color. I couldn't back out of his grip, so I cautiously asked "What are you staring at..?"

"What are you?" I started. What was he talking about. "Are you some kind of vampire as well? Well?!"

"No! I don't know what the hell you're talking about!" Klaus stood and lifted me up off the ground, speeding up the stairs and into the bathroom.

He almost threw me in front of the full-length mirror and said "You heal like one of us!" I looked at my right shoulder where his fingers had dug into it. Blood dripped down my arm, but the tiny incisions that had been there only minutes ago were now gone.

I stared, unable to comprehend what I was looking at.

The door to the bathroom burst open and Stefan and Damon stood there, looking around wildly. When they saw my arm dripping with blood, Stefan grabbed me and pulled me out of the bathroom, pulling me into someone's bedroom.

"Stefan..? Who's that?" I looked at a girl getting up from the bed. She had brown hair and eyes, and when she saw my blood, her eyes darkened. She was a vampire.

"Elena! Go downstairs, you don't need to see this!" She stared at us for a moment before disappearing from the room. Stefan sat me on the bed and looked me in the eyes before checking my arm for wounds. "Where are you cut?"

"I...don't know..."

"What..?" Klaus came through the bathroom doorway and Stefan stood up to face him. "What did you do?!"

"I tried to feed on Damon's little friend there, but she isn't human. Her wound healed as if she was a vampire."

Stefan turned to face me again, but I shook my head. "No! I'm not a vampire, I swear!"

"Are you a werewolf? There's no way you could heal like that if you were just a human."

"I'm not a werewolf either! Go down to the town hall and look up my family! I swear to you, I am not lying!" Stefan and Klaus stared at each other, and I buried my head in my hands.

I should've never come back from Richmond.

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