I am so sorry for the wait, i will be updating most of my stories today, or at least trying to :)

Stefan POV:

I watched her from a distance. She was sitting at a bistro across the street. To a normal human it would look as though she had no clue we were there. She knew.

"Katherine" I whispered under my breath. I watched her glance up right into my eyes, smiling as she noticed Jace by my side. I felt his hand tighten its grip on mine.

"We need your help."

Katherine POV:

I knew he was watching me. I knew he would come looking for me. And last of all I knew he would start asking questions. I was in Chicago, where I had been since Klaus sent me away. I watched as the bus went by, they were now gone. I stood before walking into an ally and speeding away.

"Why does it not surprise me that you're here Stefan?" I questioned as I walked into the warehouse. He was leaning against the far wall; Damon's son was sitting on the floor levitating an object that was on the floor. I couldn't see what it was. He pushed himself away from the wall slowly moving towards me

"I don't know Katherine, were you expecting me" yes, I thought, "no" I quickly responded. He sped to me his face inches from mine "your lying" he accused, before calmly walking back to his previous position.

I moved closer, till I was next to Stefan glancing down at Damon's son.

"Jace" Stefan said, Jace now dropped what he was levitating leaving it on the ground. It was a key, not just any key though, a specific key that I recognized. Stefan smiled when he noticed the look on my face.

"Why is Klaus after Jace?" he questioned. I didn't budge I smirked back, you already know that. He took a step towards me

"What does he want? Or better yet what is he afraid of?" I laughed it off.

"Klaus, Klaus afraid, he has no one to be afraid of, he's an original, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone?" Stefan moved himself to the table that was in the center of the warehouse,

"now that's what I thought too, why would an original half vampire half witch be so afraid of a four year old little boy," he paused. "What does that key belong to Katherine?"

I gulped.

Stefans POV:

I watched her hesitate, she was thinking of an answer, more lies to feed to me.

"Katherine, just tell me the truth, we need your help" I pleaded motioning to Jace. "who is Klaus afraid of?" I tried again. Her face changed, "I never…." She trailed off realizing what she had said. me "What does he want? Or better yet what is he afraid of?" I laughed it off. "Klaus, Klaus afraid, he has no one to be afraid of, he's an original, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone?"

"I asked what he was afraid of Katherine, not who." I smiled as she realized I had become fairly good at mind games, just like her. After that morning when Jace had asked if Klaus was still afraid of him, something sparked in my mind, it had never made sense, why had Klaus been afraid of a little boy in the first place. That's when I started asking questions, all of which led me to this key. A key that had been in the family for generations, something I thought would never lead to anything just a key that had been lost in time.

"who does this key belong to Katherine?" I paused, "what does it lead to?"

She walked over to the table slowly sitting down, glancing back to Jace, before sighing, and looking into my eyes "okay, ill help you."