Title: Gods and Monsters

Summary: There is something wrong with Gabrielle Gilbert yet no one seems to notice except for Kol. She is slowly losing her mind, and in an attempt to take control of her upside down world she searches for relief from the one person who can truly give her what she needs. One-Shot

Kol could never think of a time that she looked more beautiful. Her long chocolate colored hair was plastered to her soft alabaster skin from the drenching rain. Her round blue eyes were wide while she shivered lightly from the cold. What was she thinking wearing that dress? It was thin- far too thin for the cold winter night- and covered little to nothing. The white material clung to her body, accentuating her delicious curves. No, Kol really couldn't think of a time when Gabrielle had ever been so fragilely gorgeous. There was no sarcastic smile nor was there the slightest trace of thinly veiled hatred. Not that Gabrielle had ever really hated Kol. It was an act for her sister and brother. Her disgust for Kol was simply something to appease Elena and Jeremy with. The Original knew this so he forgave the oldest Gilbert quite easily. He didn't like it… but he understood it.

"Hello Gabby." He leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms, smiling pleasantly like this encounter was one to be expected. In a way it was. Gabrielle wasn't like the others her family associated with. She, much to Kol's pleasure, was so innocent and pure despite being older. He loved that. He loved the blush that would creep up her neck and cheeks when he brushed up against her at the grill. He loved the silent little gasp and the parting of her lips when he whispered seductively in her ear, his words wrapping around her like velvet.

Lately though, all that had changed. She had changed. When Kol spoke to her there was no twinkle of mischief in her eyes. There was no witty comeback. It was as though she had become a shell of a girl overnight. That's how Kol knew there was something wrong with his little fallen angel (fallen because no regular angel would ever look so tempting to him). She acted as though she was drained of all life.

"Hello Kol." Gabrielle's voice was void of all emotion. Even her slight southern accent- evidence of her time in Georgia- didn't hold its regularly inviting lilt. She wrapped her arms around her body. Whether it was to keep the cold out or herself held together Kol didn't know. He did know that she looked a mess. A hot one most definitely… yet undeniably a mess. Perhaps wreck would be more accurate. Gabrielle's expression was one of anguish and her body posture oozed defeat. Yes, a wreck not a mess. Kol stepped back and pulled her inside. Her body was freezing, her skin was cold and clammy. He couldn't help but pull her close.

So fragile. So perfect.

As much as he loved pretty little things with sharp tongues he absolutely adored broken things with obvious problems. They were a reminder that others were worse off than him and his family. A reminder he needed often at times.

"Gabby, as much as I enjoy looking at your lovely face I can't help but wonder what you're doing here." Kol let his hands slide down her body so they could rest lightly on her waist. A small whimper escaped her lips making him grip her tighter. Her tiny, soaked figure was like Heaven against him. He could feel each part of her pressing close, his heat instantly warming her. Gabrielle's heart was now beating fast and Kol could feel it against his chest. Her blood was rushing deliciously in her veins making his fangs elongate.

He wanted her.

All of her.

And he wanted her now.

Gabrielle peered up at him through long eyelashes. "I… I think I'm going crazy."

"Your entire family is filled with lunatics. Why not speak with one of them?"

She hesitated. "Elena's going through a difficult time. This whole vampire thing is stressing her out. Then there's the issue of the cure and I- I just don't want to worry her."

Kol tilted his head to the side. He never imagined that Gabby, his Gabby would be so dumb. Maybe Elena should worry over her older sister some. Judging by things he had heard and learned from others Gabrielle was always taking care of everything for her family. Maybe it was time for someone to take care of her.

"But why me?" He prompted once more. "I know I'm charming and gorgeous, but you can't possibly be that shallow."

"You're the one afraid of Silas."

"Point being?"

Gabrielle looked genuinely terrified now. She was shaking once more in his arms, but this time the tremors were brought on by a deeply rooted fear. What that fear was Kol didn't know. He refused to push it. Gabby wouldn't tell him unless she was ready. She took a deep breath exhaling in to his chest as she rested her head right where his beating heart should be. A moment passed where neither of them moved. Kol didn't want to disrupt her and Gabrielle was trying to make sense of the jumbled mess known as her mind.

"Kol, he speaks to me. Silas. He's there always there. He whispers in my dreams when I sleep. He directs my thoughts when I'm awake. Maybe it's the stress of everything and I'm imagining this, but I really don't like it. Am I going crazy?" She looked up to the Original for some type of confirmation but he looked frozen in spot as if he had been turned to stone by Medusa. "Kol?"

He pressed a hand to her lips and looked down. He wasn't going to lie. Silas most likely was trying to control her. He wasn't going to tell her that. Kol refused to break her that way. So… he did the first thing he thought of and swept her up in his arms bridal style. She let out a yelp of surprise when he carried her up the stairs to his room. He put her down on the bed gently, eyes never leaving her mouth that was now set in a stubborn frown.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Nothing…"

"Liar."

"Sticks and stones, darling." Kol smirked daringly and gathered her in his arms once more. "How would you like one night of sanity? One night where you can forget Silas."

"I would love that."

"Good."

Kol kissed her antagonizingly, breathtakingly slow. His lips moved against hers perfectly and a strange sort of calm settled over her. She moaned in to the kiss as Kol took her bottom lip between his teeth biting down gently. His hands ghosted underneath her dress pulling it off before she even registered what was happening. It seemed to Gabrielle that his hands were everywhere yet nowhere, touching her in places that left her breathless and wanting more. She moaned out his name musically. Kol felt his frustration building after hearing her velvet voice using his name in ecstasy. He would take it slow though. This would most likely be his first and only time to have Gabrielle this way. With the rising of the sun the status quo would be set right. She would pretend to hate him again and he would pretend to allow it. This night would not be forgotten though. He would worship her body until morning. He would have her begging for him- all of him- all night. He would give her one night of solitude before allowing her to return to the hell of her normal life.

She would be God again, unobtainable and distant except for this one brief shining moment where he could see the edge of forever.

He would be Lucifer again, cast down to the pit of hell for getting too close.

And all would be right with the world.

However, for now Kol was going to relieve Gabrielle of her madness.

For the next few hours she would know nothing of Silas. She would know nothing of her family. All Gabrielle would know would be the sound of his voice, the feel of his body, and the emotions he wouldn't dare speak aloud.

In the land of Gods and Monsters

I was an angel

Living in the garden of evil

Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed

Shining like a fiery beacon.

A/N: If anyone has a specific (maybe even not so specific) Vampire Diaries one shot they would like written just leave a comment/review thing with the character or characters and a prompt. The prompt can be a song or an idea or a few words (Ex.: Silk, darkness, rage...). Sorry for any mistakes I have a horrible habit of proof reading so much that things slip through.