You got me spinning like a ballerina,

You're the bad boy that I always dreamed of,

You're the king and I'm the beauty queen of disaster

~ Lana Del Rey - Queen of Disaster

"You're too good for him, Caroline, he's a monster!"

"God, Caroline, he's tried to kill us! All of us!

"He killed my mom, Caroline!"

"He killed my aunt, Caroline."

"But, you're so good, and he's so bad."

"When you go to New Orleans,and he breaks your heart, don't ever come back."

Caroline, frankly, was sick of everyones damn comments. She could love who she wants to love. Okay, so maybe Klaus has done bad things to all of them in the past. And yes, maybe he could be a monster, but she couldn't lie to herself anymore.

About a month after their tryst in the woods, Caroline found herself imagining what it would be like to fall asleep after that every night. Then, she found herself thinking of what it would be like to feel loved every day. Pretty damn nice, she imangined. After all this thinking, she had realized - finally- that she loved Niklaus Mikaelson. Even though he knocked up Hayley.

She hadn't, however, imagined all the hate that her friends and family threw at her. Naturally, Matt was the only one who didn't hate her anymore. After all, he loved Rebekah.

So this is how Caroline found herself in the New Orleans airport, looking for a taxi to take her to Bourbon Street. She assumed he'd be on Bourbon Street for his love of the drink, also, because she heard it was abundent in vampires.

"Bourbon Street, please," she said to the driver, hauling her suitcase in the backseat with her.

"And what's a pretty young thing like you gunna do in Bourbon Street," the taxi driver drawled in his thick accent.

"Look for Klaus Mikaelson." The mans' eyes widened.

"And whatya gunna do with a man like that, hunny?"

"Punch him,and then kiss him, probably. He knocked up the girl my boyfriend hooked up with." Seeing the mans' look, she added, " It's complicated."

"Ah, try Rousseau's."

./././

After being pointed in the right direction, Caroline found Rousseau's, and stormed inside. Before she even saw him, she knew he was there. She couldn't explain it. She just knew. Like he just knew that she walked in.

"You asshole," she seethed, stomping up to him, her Jimmy Choo's clicking on the floor.

"You came all the way from Mystic Falls just to inform me of that," he questioned, and Caroline came undone.

He barely stumbled from the force of her punch, but it soothed her none the less.

"Why didn't you tell me Hayley was pregnant with your child," she hissed, pushing him.

"Because she wasn't," he spat," It was all a trick with the witches to make me leave New Orleans." Caroline seemed to deflate with this news.

"Oh," she said.

"Is that all, Sweetheart?"

"No."

And with that, she grabbed his face and kissed him.

"I love you, Niklaus Mikaelson." His eyes widened, and a pretty blond glared at her from behind the bar. Oh well.

Just a one-shot about Caroline realizing how much Queen-material she has and leaves Mystic Falls. Also touches on how poorly she gets treated by pretty much everyone. Anyone who can tell me who said what to her gets a special shoutout and gets to read the 2nd chapter of Beauty and The Beast early! R&R please!