i'm not me || tvd [1]

•i'm not awake•

"Time to wake up."

Klaus pulled the crystal glass dagger out of Imogen's stomach and placed the valuable dagger back inside the coffin. It was after all Esther's, his mother's crystal glass dagger for the only Immortal Being.

Stefan eyed the crystal glass dagger thoughtfully before he stared back at Imogen's lovely face.

"Wake up, sleepy head." Klaus said softly and gently brushed away the strands of black hair covering his beloved's face.

Both Klaus and Stefan could hear the slow beating of Imogen's heart and smiled to themselves.

Imogen's eyes slowly opened, revealing her clear chocolatey brown eyes. The first thing she saw was a dark ceiling but tightly closed her eyes and she groaned painfully as her whole body ached.

"It hurts." she muttered, feeling hot tears run down her face. As an Immortal, she has advanced healing factor but that doesn't mean she can heal right away when she was undaggered after been daggered for so long.

A hand wiped her tears away and she smiled, knowing the gentle touch anywhere.

"Imogen, my love, you're gonna be alright."

Klaus soothing voice echoed into Imogen's ears. Imogen missed his touch and his voice. She missed everything about him.

She could only nod, not trusting her voice, it will only be hoarse. Her tired eyes still closed, bearing the aching pain of her whole body. Overall she's weak. She felt her body being lifted gently.

"You're going to be fine, my love. I promise."

"I know, Nik." Imogen said, her voice was clearly drained and weak. She heard Klaus chuckle, making her chuckle as well but it turned out to be fits of cough.

"Alright, alright, that doesn't sound good, you need your strength back." Klaus said softly as he bit into his wrist.

Stefan watched in silence as Klaus sucked his own blood and leaned towards Imogen's face. He placed his lips over hers, passing the blood in his mouth to hers. The younger Salvatore's green eyes widen in shock, which then turned to jealousy.

"What do you think you're doing Klaus?" he asked, his voice was firm and edgy.

Imogen drank the red warm liquid coming from Klaus' mouth towards her own and felt her strength coming back.

Klaus smiled as he pulled away. "There, feeling better?" he asked, wiping the excess blood that was dripping down his mouth.

Imogen smiled, snuggling into his chest and nodded after feeling a lot better after drinking his blood. "Yes. Thank you, Nik." she said gratefully.

Klaus chuckled softly. "Anything for you, my love."

Stefan rolled his eyes in annoyance as Klaus glanced at him before smirking in triumph.

Klaus looked down at Imogen in his arms. "Open your eyes, Imogen. It's time to see the world."

Imogen sighed softly and slowly opened her eyes. Staring down at her was the man she never thought of abandoning, the man she cared as much as their family, the man who would do anything for her. Her chocolatey brown eyes looked deeply into Klaus' dark blue ones, a smile forming on both of their faces.

"Hello, Nik."

"Hello, my love."

The two looked at each other as if they were the only people in the world. Stefan, who felt left out, hated how Klaus Mikaelson and Imogen Avery stared at each other.

"I'm still here, you know."

Klaus closed his eyes, calming himself before doing something that Imogen won't like, which was ripping out Stefan Salvatore's heart for ruining his moment with the noirette. Gritting his teeth, he turned to Stefan and glared at him before helping Imogen to stand. He had his arm wrapped around her waist, supporting her weight with his.

Imogen looked at the man beside Klaus and her eyes widen in shock, a soft gasped escaped her lips. "Stefan." she mumbled softly in disbelief.

Stefan turned his attention away from Klaus to Imogen. A soft smile appeared on his face. "Hi." he timidly greeting the girl he knew in the past.

"You look different, in a good way. You've changed. " Imogen told him as she slightly narrowed her eyes at him. "Has Nik told you about the 1920s?"

Stefan nodded, "Yeah, he did. But I'm still a bit confused."

Imogen smiled and kept her mouth shut. She knew it wasn't the right time to tell Stefan that she was the reason why he doesn't remember anything about Chicago. She erased his memories to keep him safe from the person that was after her, Klaus and Rebekah.

Looking around the dim room, Imogen's eyes landed on the other coffins and her face instantly lit up. "They're here!" she exclaimed happily.

Klaus smiled softly as he stared at her. "Of course, they are. You'll be upset with me if I leave them and I wouldn't dare."

Imogen grinned as her eyes landed on Rebekah's opened coffin and she gasped. "Rebekah!" she said and quickly made her way over to her best friend's coffin and stared at the blonde's desiccating body. "She's going to get really angry at you, Nik" she glanced at Klaus, who shrugged.

Stefan looked at Imogen. "Hold on, aren't you angry Klaus daggered you, Imogen?" he asked in confusion.

Imogen looked at Stefan and smiled softly as she shakes her head. "No. He has his reasons and I understand." she said and looked at Klaus, who was also looking at her with a genuine smile on his face.

Stefan looked away from the two, hating the way the two stare at each other. It was obvious that he has feelings for Imogen in the past but he has Elena and he loves her. He looked at the noirette, who was smiling happily with Klaus, the man who took him away from his brother, Elena and his friends.

'The feelings in the past won't come back, would it?' he thought, from the sound of it, he was convincing himself that he doesn't have feelings for the woman standing in front of him.

He stared at the Imogen, who noticed him looking at her and smiled at him.

But times change and his fate might just surprise him.