Katherine was exhausted. She ached from sitting on the floor, she was hungry because despite them giving her food she never really ate it, and her throat hurt from being so dry. She wouldn't allow herself to go to sleep however. Everytime she felt herself begin to nod off she'd cause herself pain in some matter--biting her lip hard enough to make it bleed, slicing her hand on the rocks that were around her

Her head looked up as she heard her name slip through Elijah's lips and she let out a whimper. Climbing to her feet unsteadily, and moved closer to him until the chain jerked her back.

"Elijah," she said softly.

Katherine smirked faintly. She reached out, her fingers barely brushing against his cheek. It was as close as she could get and it killed her. Licking her lips, she tilted her head.

"I've never been one to just lay down and take it, Elijah....why would I start now?" She whispered softly.

Her brow furrowed in concern and she brushed her fingers against his cheek again, and bit down on her lip.

"Don't you dare give up on me, Elijah," she spoke, swallowing.

Katherine narrowed her eyes when he didnt assure her that he wasn't giving up. She glanced over her shoulder, at the chain that held her against the wall. Licking her lips, she pulled, gritting her teeth as pain raced through her arm as she stretched it to its limit. It gave her the extra movement to be able to slip her hand to cup his cheek.

"I've tried," she said softly. "The chain won't break and I can't get my hand through..."

She saw the change in him, and panic crept through her. She licked her lips and jerked against the chain.

"Elijah...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked you to erase my memories. But...But I won't....I'm not going to leave you now..."

Katherine swallowed, letting her fingers gently stroke against his cheek. She closed her eyes at his plea and shook her head. She was torn. For once she was torn between surviving and what her heart wanted. He was in pain, dying without the sweet release of death. Even if she was free she'd never be able to get him out on her own. She licked her lips, opening her eyes finally.

"Elijah...There is only one way for me to get out of this," she began finally. Finn had been an idiot for showing her what he had. Maybe he thought she wasn't a woman who would do it, or maybe he was just a god damn idiot, either way he had basically signed her release.

"But...for me to do it, you have to promise me something," she said softly. "You have to promise me that you won't listen to her. Because if you do Ill kill you myself."

Katherine swallowed, and hesitantly pulled her hand away from his cheek. She heard a whimper slip past his lips, and she frowned.

"Shh," she murmured softly to him. She knew what she had to do, even if she did not like the idea of it. Licking her lips she walked back to the wall where she was chained. She'd been chipping away at it for days, something to keep her mind off of what was happening around her.

She crouched down to grab hold of a rock--it was slightly bigger than her hand--and began to wiggle it away from the wall where it was stuck. Picking it up, she slowly walked back to him.

"I love you, Elijah," she spoke.

She glanced down at the rock in her hand, and then looked at her hand that was trapped in the chain. She swallowed, shakily resting her hand against the stone alter. She closed her eyes briefly, tightening her hold on the rock.

Letting out a slow breath, she raised the rock above her head and then slammed it down against her hand suddenly, using every ounce of strength she had. She choked down a scream as the first series of cracks filled the crypt as her fingers broke first. She bit down on her lip, leaning against the alter as she tried to breathe through the pain. The scent of her blood hit her, and she knew that if she could smell it, he could.

Her mother had once told her that the worst physical pain for a woman was giving birth. Obviously her mother had never had to break her own hand before. Katherine let out a harsh breath, and then slammed the rock once more onto her hand. She felt each bone snap, and each time the pain almost dropped her to her knees.

Finally she let the rock slip through her fingers to fall against the ground. She was pale from pain as she shakily used her free hand to curl around her broken hand. Squeezing her hand, another cry of pain slipped past her lips. She managed to push her hand from the cuff that held her hand in place, and she swayed slightly in place.

Letting out a harsh breath, she looked up at him. Tears were running down her cheeks, as she stumbled towards him. She cradled her broken hand against her, her free hand reaching up to shakily cup his cheek.

"I...I-I'll find N-Niklaus...I won't...l-leave you...here."