Katharine dropped her shopping bags by her feet and walked over to me. "I would say it's a lovely surprise, but that would make me a liar" she sneered. She took a seat next to me on her beige couch.

"You've settled for much worse." I cunningly snapped back.

"Ouch" she pretended to be hurt. "Drive a stake through my heart, why don't you?"

"That's always an option."

Her tan beautiful face was decorated with a full pink smirk. Something I was beginning to believe was a vampire trait.

"So what brings you Isabella Salvatore," she drawled out my name. "To Alaska?"

"You know why." I got up from my previous spot on the couch and begin to look around the room again. Honestly I was keeping myself distracted, distant, if you wish to call it, from this situation. I wanted to look at from an outsider's point of view and not something I was emotionally involved in.

Katharine didn't respond right away so I guess she wanted me to continue my reasoning to be here. "I need an update."

"Oh yes," I could hear the smile that adorned her face. "The Cullen's you so gracefully make me spy on." She sunk into the love seat. "I don't know what you see in them, they're like sharks pretending to be goldfish, a ticking time bomb just ready to explode." She complained.

"Don't pout Kathy." I teased. "It'll cause wrinkles at your old age."

"Har-har." She let out a sardonic laugh.

I continued, ignoring her bitterness. "As long as you do this for me I keep Klaus off your trail. You know? Provide lodging, plant false trails, distract him."

"I don't need your help running from Klaus, I've been doing fine on my own for 500 years."

"Then why did you take my offer?" I smirked. Katharine would never admit she ever needed help, but I have learned to see through lies, and deceitfulness. She wore a mask that she believed no one saw through; she never counted on my seeing it.

"The Cullen's," She ignored my question I knew she would never answer. "are going about business ass usual, though the red headed boy you have me paying closer attention to never leaves the house, he just sits there listening to his horrid piano music."

"Edward." I whispered his name. I expected his name to rip through my heart, my stomach, my whole entire being, but it did no such thing. His name seemed so foreign to me now, a distant figure that I once knew, like a third person from a passing story. A stranger.

"Yeah, "She agreed. "and the short black haired cold one tries to cheer him up, to go outside and I quote" To enjoy life.""

I chuckled. "That would be Alice."

"That Alice girl," Katharine paused and brought her legs up onto the couch and covered them with a pillow. She almost looked normal like that, a teenage girl gossiping at a slumber party, not at all like the 500 year old vampire I knew she was. "Something's not right about her." She continued. "I don't trust her."

"Well you ever trust anyone, so it doesn't give me much."

She gave me a hard look. "You know what I mean. There's something off about her."

"What?" I called out in confusion. "Alice has always been odd." I tried to wing her off her assumption.

"She's more than odd." Katharine retaliated. "She sneaks off in the middle of the night without the blonde boy on her tail into the deep parts of the forest where I can't even trace her."

"Maybe-"

"Maybe not." Katharine interrupted me. "I always go with my gut and it hasn't failed me yet and you should too. I don't know how far you're involved with the Cullen's, but it should stop now."

It's true that Katharine's judgment has gotten her out of the most difficult situations, but Alice was Alice and I couldn't believe that Alice was anything but good. I tried to keep Katharine as far away informatively as I could. She didn't know that I had dated Edward, or that Alice could see the future. Maybe what Katharine was sensing was just Alice's physic abilities.

I continue to search through her belongings when I came across something really interesting.

"Really?" I questioned in disbelief. I held up an old Victorian photograph of my uncle Stefan. God, her fascination with him was just plain creepy.

"Please," she scuffed. "And your crush on Elijah is no different."

I stiffened. "How did you know about that?"

"I didn't," She smiled. "I took a guess and you confirmed it. Besides, you're not the only one with spies."

I sped over to her and gripped her throat tight and slammed her body over to the wall pinning her to it. "I don't like games Katharine" I growled

She gripped my wrist, twisting it to the right causing me to scream out in agony. "Well it's a good thing I do." She leaned down next to my crumbled body. Her pursed lips where next to my ear, whispering in it menacingly. "Remember I'm older which means I'm stronger." Her hot breath entered my ear making it tingle.

"Time did not make you kind." I grumbled. I struggled to get up, my wrist still throbbing in pain, but soon it would be completely healed.

"You could have picked worse." She joked about Elijah. "He's great in bed."

I again sat onto the couch, though farther away from Katharine. "I don't need to hear about your sex life with Elijah."

"Oh, but he was." She continued, despite my lack of interest. "He does this thing with his hand and it just makes you feel org-"

"Enough!" I cut her off. "Ew, just plain old Ew!" I seriously did not want to hear how sex went between her and Elijah.

"Jealous?" Katharine questioned, her brown eyes sparked with satisfaction.

"You wish."

Katharine remained silent for awhile. Her eyes roamed around the small room, always landing on me. She eventually sighed. "Is there anything else?"

"Katharine." I jokingly gasp. "Are you trying to get rid of me so soon?"

"Well I'm not one to host many parties."

I let out a short laugh. "There is one more thing." I passed, thinking over how I should phrase it. "Why do you think an Original would be into trees?"

Katharine face with in disbelieve, probably thinking it was a stupid question. "I don't know, maybe they like to study dendrology."

I was seriously getting tired of Katharine's sarcastic nature. "Don't make me stab you with vervain."

Katharine rolled her eyes. "The only reason an Original would be into trees if there was a great white oak tree, which is the only stake that can kill them."

I became paralyzed with fear, numb even. The Wickery Bridge flashed through my mind. I began to panic if my family or any one else found out this information it will be not only the end of me, but the end of vampires forever.

"Calm down." Katharine placed her soft tan hand upon my shoulder. "The last one was burned down long ago before you or I existed."
"You're wrong." I responded.

"What?" She called out in confusion.

"The last one did not burn down." I suddenly shot up from my seat and ran out the door and throwing myself into my car. I quickly flustered my keys into the ignition and turning it on.

Katherine reached through my opened window and grabbed the hand that was gripping the gear shift.

"I'm lost, I thought this is a good thing, the Originals can be killed."
"No!" I growled. "It is not." I ripped my hand away from her and pulled out of the driveway at record speed.
"You never told me when I can leave!" Katharine shouted out towards me.

"I'll call you!" I shouted back, not really giving her a definite date. Right now all I cared about was saving the Originals asses.

PLEASE REVIEW! I WANTED KATHARINE AND BELLA TO HAVE A LIKE/HATE RELATIONSHIP, DID YOU GUYS GET THAT? OH AND THE PIANO MUSIC KATHARINE WAS TALKING ABOUT THAT EDWARD WAS LISTENING TO IS BELLA'S LULLABY.