(from heartache)

Margot's senses were overloaded by the feeling of Klaus' warm hand as he gripped her neck softly, pushing her against the wall of the hotel room they were temporarily staying in. Quiet moans slipped from her lips as his grip tightened.

Her eyes were covered by the tie he had been wearing for the past hour and her legs were wrapped tightly around his bare waist as he held her against the door of their hotel room.

As his lips kissed along her jaw hungrily, she whispered a quiet silencing spell before she felt him lick a stripe from her ear lobe to her collarbone. She couldn't help but whimper.

His body rutted against hers as his hands dug into the flesh of her thighs. Her thighs. God, they were his favourite part of her. The things he would and has done to those magnificent thighs could never be spoken.

She moaned loudly as his cock roughly entered her. "Nik!" she yelled or rather screamed as he pulled out before plunging back in.

Margot could hear his quiet whimpers in her ear as he leaned in closer, resting his chin on her shoulder as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear.

"Fuck," she whimpered as his stubble scratched her bare shoulder.

His pace was steady and fast. He surely put his hybrid speed to the test as he pounded into her, the door emitting cracking noises from the power of his thrusts.

His hand trailed down, flicking her nipple before moving further. He slowly reached her clit before his thumb began to move in slow circles as if they were calculated just to please her.

They had been in Tennessee for a few weeks searching for wolves and only had a single lead so it was safe to say Klaus was a little restless.

Her vision turned white as he hit that one special spot inside her, the act earning a loud moan from her pink lips.

"Cum for me, love. Cum all over me," he whispered, his voice raspy as he gently bit her earlobe.

His pace had slowed. It was no longer rough, calculated thrusts but instead sloppy, slow ones as he moaned.

She clenched around him tightly as she let go. Fuck, it felt like heaven to him. If there was a god, he was sure it was her. If she told him to kneel, he would already be on the ground for her.

It only took two more thrusts before he came undone, his thrusts shaky, almost nonexistent and he held her against the door.

They waited for a minute, him still inside her, as he held her against the hotel door, each listening to the other's heavy breaths.

It was Margot that broke them apart as she slowly moved out of his hold. She sent him a quick smile as she grabbed her clothes before putting them on, starting with her black lace panties.

God, she's a tease, Klaus thought to himself.

"That was fun, Nik. See you in the morning," she said with a smirk as she walked out of the room in only her panties and one of his shirts.

He breathed out as he moved to lay on the bed, "Fuck me."

Outside of the hotel room he could hear her chuckle, "Just did, puppy."

— — —

Margot walked out of Klaus' car, adjusting her breasts in her top which mainly consisted of her jiggling them around until she liked them. Stefan had gone inside the bar before them to compel the occupants which left the pair alone.

Klaus tilted his head to look at the sky as he held back a groan. She was teasing him and they both knew it.

She grinned as she pulled down her top a little more revealing the lace of her bra before walking into the bar. As she left, Klaus quickly moved to follow behind her.

She put on a seductive look as she walked over to the bar before sitting next to a man with scraggly brown hair. Werewolf, she thought to herself. She could practically sniff him out.

"Ray? Ray Sutton?" she asked as she sat next to him, her voice low and sultry as she looked at him through her lashes.

He almost choked. "Ye- yes. And what would your name be?"

"Oh, you'll have to earn that," she whispered into his ear, sending a wink to Klaus as she trailed her hand along the man's thigh. The Original crossed his arms as he watched from the door, having to restrain himself from ripping the werewolf's heart out.

She grinned devilishly as she moved away. "You see my friend there?" Margot asked as she pointed at the glaring hybrid.

He nodded, his mind still clouded by her touch.

"He, Stefan, the nice fellow over there, and I have been looking all over for you. Lucky boy. We started in Florida, Pensacola. We met a young man there who you used to work with before you moved to Memphis, now he directed us to two lovely young women. And they led us here, to you."

The man grunted as he pushed her hand away, a blush appearing on his face when he saw the obvious tent in his pants. "I think I'll be going."

Before he could get too far, Klaus stopped him by placing a hand on his shoulder, "Not so fast mate. You only just got here... Now your type are very hard to come by."

Ray tried to turn around only to be stopped by Stefan. "I wouldn't do that."

"Vampires," Ray realized as Klaus shoved him against the bar, the wood edge digging into his back.

"You're swifty swift, Ray!" Klaus complimented. "Yes! My friend here is a vampire. He compelled everybody in the bar so don't look to them for any help. And the lovely lady here is a witch, a very powerful and beautiful one at that... though I can see you know that," He whispered, gesturing down to the man's 'tent'. "I, however, am something else, a different kind of monster. I've got some vampires, I've got some wolf."

"You what?"

"A hybrid, Ray, I'm both. You see, I want to create more of myself. Now you being the first werewolf that I've come across in many a moon, pun intended, Ray! I need you to direct me to your pack. So, where can I find them, Ray?"

"You can't compel me, it won't work," the man said with wide eyes, fear consuming them.

Stefan sighed before turning to the bartender, "Can you bring out the darts please?" He glanced back at the werewolf, "Tell you what Ray, We're gonna play a little drinking game, something I like to call truth or wolfsbane."

Klaus smirked, "Oh, this is gonna be fun, Ray."

— — —

Margot had chosen to stay in the corner of the bar to eat while Klaus tortured the stray werewolf. Stefan had left for an hour before to get Damon off their trail only to come back and steal some of her food.

"We're leaving. Change your shoes, love. We're going on a bit of a hike," Klaus told as he walked over to their booth.

The siphoner sighed, glancing down at her plate that was practically full of food still. "But my food," she groaned in a childish manner as she looked between her half-eaten burger and Klaus.

Klaus rolled his eyes before a sigh escaped his lips as he walked away and grabbed a small take-out box from the back room before handing it to her, "There. I'll be in the car."

— — —

The trio had been hiking for the last two hours into the smoky mountains where Ray said his pack was.

"You okay? Is Ray getting heavy?" Klaus asked Stefan teasingly, noticing Margot a few steps behind them.

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure about that? You know, we've been walking for quite some time now. If you need some water or a little sit-down..."

Stefan sighed angrily, "You know, I get that we're, uh...we're stuck together, but if we could maybe just skip the chit chat, it'd be great."

"So much brooding. Your self-loathing is suffocating you, my friend."

Margot rolled her eyes at the hybrid, "Maybe it's 'cause he's a little tired of hunting werewolves. We've been at it all summer."

He sent her a smile. "Thanks to our pal, Ray, we found ourselves a pack. There," he said as he lifted his hand to point in the direction of a group of people who were sitting around a fire.

Stefan nodded as he dumped Ray's body onto the ground in front of the group, the act earning their attention quickly.

"Ray! Oh, my God. What's going on? Who are you?" a woman asked in distress as she ran towards her fallen friend.

Klaus smirked as he walked out from behind the trees in a dramatic fashion. "The important question is who am I," he paused as he watched their eyes move to him, his smirk not once leaving his lips. "Please forgive the intrusion. My name is Klaus."

"You're the hybrid," the same woman said as she gripped Ray's body.

"You've heard of me. Fantastic."

— — —

"It's fascinating, actually...A werewolf who isn't beholden to the moon, a vampire who doesn't burn in the sun. A true hybrid," Klaus preached as he and Stefan sat on a rock, Margot leaning against a tree only a few feet away from them.

He only paused his speech when Ray's eyes opened and screams began to emit from his lips.

"Excellent timing, Ray. Very dramatic," Klaus commented as the werewolf groaned in pain. "What's happening to me?"

"Stefan?" Klaus gestured, silently telling him to explain. Stefan sighed as he moved off the rock. "Are any of you human? Your friend here needs human blood to complete his transition to vampire. If he doesn't get it, he will die."

"Doesn't take much, just a sip. Anyone? A boyfriend, a girlfriend, along for the ride?" he paused as he spotted a man hiding in the shadows, "You!"

The Original sped over to the human and quickly bit into his arm before he threw him in front of Ray who stared at the blood that leaked from the human's arm.

"If you don't drink it, Ray, I will. The problem is I don't know how to stop," Stefan warned as he kneeled in front of him. In a matter of seconds, Ray's teeth were in the human's arm as he drank the blood that flowed through his veins.

— — —

Klaus and Stefan had finished killing the werewolves and were sitting by Margot as Ray woke up.

The man sobbed as he looked over the blood covered bodies that surrounded him. "They're dead. They're all dead."

Klaus smiled as he placed a hand on Margot's thigh. "Ah, he's through his transition. He should be feeling better soon."

"So is this your master plan? Build an army of hybrid slaves?" Stefan asked, glaring at the hybrid's hand. He didn't like the way he was touching his daughter.

"No, not slaves. Soldiers, comrades."

"For what war, might I ask?"

"Oh, you don't arm yourself after war has been declared, Stefan. You build your army so big that no one ever dares pick a fight."

"What makes you so sure that they'll be loyal?"

"Well, it's not difficult to be loyal when you're on the winning team. That's something you'll learn once you shake that horribly depressive chip off your shoulder."

Stefan laughed, "That's why you're, uh...you're keeping me around? To witness my attitude adjustment?"

"You'll know why I'm keeping you around when I've decided that I want you to know." Klaus glanced back at Ray only to see blood falling down his cheeks from his eyes. He stared at the werewolf for a moment before looking back at Stefan. "... Something's wrong."

"That shouldn't be happening, should it?" Stefan said as he watched Ray scream.

"Well, obviously," Margot muttered as she continued to stare down at her phone, not once looking up.

"You said it was gonna feel better. Why doesn't it feel better?" Ray yelled as Klaus moved to stand.

"Some master race," Stefan commented as he moved to sit beside Margot, who chuckled at his words.

"Lose the attitude. Both of you," Klaus said as he sent pointed glares to the two Salvatores. As he looked away, Margot smirked as she lifted her finger before making a sweeping motion, promptly knocking the hybrid off his feet.

As Klaus hit the ground, he glared at her. "Really, love? Was that really necessary?" As he grumbled, he dusted off his now dirty pants causing her to grin, "Not, but it was fun."

He sent her one last glare before he glanced at one of the werewolves. Klaus watched as her eyes opened before he looked back to the human. "Derek, come feed your girlfriend."

As Klaus looked away, Ray stood and quickly sped off. Klaus let out a sigh before he looked at Stefan, "Go get him."

— — —

Stefan had gotten back empty-handed and with blood running down his arm. Margot pondered making a joke about how he looked like Bella Swan in Eclipse but decided against it when Klaus glared at him.

"Where did he go?"

"He, uh...he got away. Forget him. Let's go."

The hybrid shook his head with a smirk as he grabbed Stefan's arm. "A fatal werewolf bite. Ouch."

"Yeah. I'm gonna need your blood to heal me."

He nodded. "Well, I'll tell you what. You find Ray, and then I'll heal you."

"That is not part of the deal, Nik," Margot reminded him as she stood up.

"Technically I didn't hurt him, love. Sweet little Ray did. So, you better hurry, 'cause that bite looks nasty."

As Stefan ran off, Margot stared at the newly turned hybrids only to see blood falling from their eyes. "This didn't happen when you turned, did it?" she asked as she turned to face the Original.

"No. Here, siphon me just in case," he told her as he held out his hand in her direction. Margot stared at it for a moment, even if she didn't like him she still hated siphoning from him. "Nik, I–"

"It's okay, love. I can take it. Do your worst."

She rolled her eyes, he was quoting himself from the night before. She breathed out slowly as she grabbed onto his arm and let his magic flow through her.

"Did you get enough?" he asked when her hand left his, a cold feeling filling him from the loss of touch.

"Yes," she quickly answered. She was lying and he knew it. "Stay next to me, love," he whispered in her ear as the hybrids stood up, surrounding them.

— — —

Klaus bit into a hybrid's neck, sucked them dry before he let their body drop to the ground and quickly moved on to the next. Out of his viewpoint, Margot used the little magic she took to take down hybrids left and right as she stood against a tree.

They were doing fine, great actually. That is until Margot ran out of magic. Klaus was busy with five hybrids while she had one stalking closer to her.

"Shit," she muttered under her breath, her eyes darting from her hands to the hybrid in front of her. She let him get closer. Too close. So close he bit into her neck.

Margot groaned in pain before quickly placing her hands on his shoulders and siphoned every ounce of magic he had in his body. In a matter of seconds, his lifeless body fell to the ground. He was dead. She killed him.

Klaus glanced back when he smelled her blood. He quickly killed the last hybrid, not caring if he got blood everywhere before he sped beside her. "Love?"

"I'm alright– I'm okay," she stuttered as she held onto her neck in an attempt to stop the blood that was seeping past her fingers.

"You should've taken more," Klaus whispered as he bit into his wrist and held it out to her, letting her grasp it in her hands before letting his blood flow down her throat, healing the wound immediately.

"So, you give me your blood but not my dad," she teased as he helped her stand before she leaned against the tree. He was so close that she could feel his breaths against her skin.

"You're special. He... not so much."

She chuckled, "He wouldn't be too happy to hear that."

"He's not too happy right now anyway... Do you need to go to a hotel tonight? We're heading to Chicago but we can wait the night if you'd rather sleep in a bed."

"I'll be okay. I can sleep in your annoyingly comfortable fancy car," she answered as Stefan walked back into the camp, causing the pair to quickly separate.

"You look like hell," Klaus commented, now standing a safe distance away from Margot.

Stefan scoffed, "Last I checked, I'm dying...and you don't want to heal me." He glanced down at Ray's dead mangled body, "I had to take him out. I didn't have a choice. I failed you. I'm sorry. Do what you have to do."

"It should have worked," Klaus whispered before pouring some of his blood into a broken beer bottle and handing it to the vampire. "Bottoms up. We're leaving. It appears you two are the only comrades I have left."