It was a nebulous night, as Katherine Pierce walked through the New York streets, heading back to the warehouse after getting something to eat. She didn’t have any reason at the moment to think there was any danger. Despite finding out about Vincent and living with him, neither of them had any reason to believe that Merfield knew he was alive.
Suddenly, she stopped, having the sense that someone was watching her. Being curious but cautious, she entered the alley, being brave as always. She never was one to back down from a fight. Then she saw who looked to be a kid that looked like a teenager. Then he shot her, but she ignored the pain and kicked the gun out of his hand. That’s when the real fight broke out, and she ended up on her side.
Before she could attempt to do anything, she felt something tighten around her neck. Everything began to dim, but when it loosened, she saw that Vincent had thrown him off her. Everything was still unfocused, though. She assumed it was from getting shot.
“Katherine, stay with me,” she heard him call, as her vision blurred, though she could still see him.
When she woke up, she saw on the bed. She could tell that Vincent had saved her, yet again. She saw that he was seated on her bedside, so she sat up in bed.
“Why did he try to kill me?” she asked, getting straight to the point.
“Merfield must know that I’m alive and you know about me,” he assumed.
“What do we do?” she asked.
“We be careful,” he answered her.
“Then we’ll be careful and find a way to get rid of them all,” she agreed and added.
“You’ve seen me when I don’t want anyone to see me. And you still haven’t run,” he replied.
“And despite my past, you haven’t ran from me, either,” she replied.
She gave a smile and he smiled back.
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