At her stabbing words, Peter feigned pain, but felt anger—- Then, she mentioned Malia and his wolf snarled within him, but Peter froze, face emotionless as he looked into her eyes. The more she spoke, the more Peter realized there was no rationalizing with her. However, he understood. Beneath all the tough walls, thorns and the shit, Katherine was scared. She didn’t wish to die and Peter could understand. The only problem was that he only had the barrier to think about, Katherine had to figure out why and how she was brought to life before she could even start thinking about what the barrier even meant. Sounded complicated and suicidal and his instincts told him to run.
Katherine was in trouble, even if she forced herself to ignore it.
“Face them?” he asked, now really taking a few steps back. “So, you’re fighting Lilith? You’re really going toe-to-toe with this bitch?” he asked her. “I am defeated,” Peter sighed as he turned from the vampire, the world being pulled from his feet as he realized he was the only sane motherfucker left in Beacon Hills. “I better start preparing for my next resurrection,” he said to himself after having covered his face with both of his hands.
“Yea, yea… Whatever, I’ll help,” he said as an afterthought when she threatened him. “I guess dying it’s better than nothing,” he added in a grumpy mumble. “I don’t like your girlfriend though,” Peter said almost immediately after his mumble, speaking of Erika Madsen. “Fix her attitude, I’ll be good and wag my tail a bit even,” he promised. Although it still hung heavy on him the possibility of everyone in town fighting Lilith when they should be running for their lives. “Also, won’t you both burn at the sight of holy stuff? Because you’re going to have to read a Bible at some point to learn more.”
“I’m not an idiot, Peter. I’m not fighting her, unless I’m in a corner, which I don’t intent to be.” She got more irritated with every word she heard or spoke. “Running is my specialty, but as you might remember, we’re still trapped in this hellhole. Until further notice, we need to hide within Beacon Hills and have ways to defend ourselves. We need a plan A, a plan B, a plan C, and so goes the alphabet.” As someone who’s trademark was running from Klaus Mikaelson, Katherine didn’t look forward to facing an even worse devil.
She rolled her eyes at the mention of Erika. “Erika is my problem. And if a vampire’s personality was the worse of our problems, this discussion wouldn’t even be necessary.” Of course, Erika was decided to stay, but with hell’s gates openning in Beacon Hills, maybe Katherine could convince her that it was safer for her, Olivia and Henrik to also search for a way out, you know, just in case.
“Sure, try to kill me with holy water someday, just to see how well that ends up for you.” She answered, with no patience for Peter’s bullshit. “Just stop looking at thing from only one side, Peter. We’re way too deep in shit to not consider every possibility. You’re lucky I can multitask.” Her head was working way faster than her words could show, exhausting every possible pathway to safety in her mind. She was so desperate she even considered allying herself to Klaus. He sure had enough to protect in Beacon Hills.
