It was always the same routine. She had grown used to this. It wasn't even really that bad. Klaus wasn't out to hurt her. He could have done that if he'd wanted to. He just needed her blood. And Alex figured better her than some other poor girl. At least she could sort of feel like she was doing some good here.
She did drink, and it healed her just fine as it always did. Then she was happy to go on her way. She had no idea just how the night would end for her.