Chapter 1

Set after s04e09: Hi everybody! This is my first fanfic. English is not my mother language, so I hope the spelling and grammar is alright. I hope I get some good or constructive reviews from you guys! I switch pov from Caroline to Klaus regularly.

After Stefan ran out outraged, to find Damon and confront him about not breaking the sire-bond with Elena, Caroline found herself at the Salvatore mansion alone. She was questioning herself if she did the right thing, by telling Stefan about Elena and Damon. Seemed the only thing she did lately was betraying the trust of the people she loved. Elena, Damon, Tyler… Her mind wondered of to Tyler. Where was he? He had looked so disappointed in her when she had spilled the beans to Stefan. Why had she done that? She knew Stefan had needed Klaus alive for the information he carried with him. Suppose I don't have to think about Klaus anymore, she thought. He's gone. I don't have to pretend to like him anymore. What a relieve that will be. But why didn't she feel any better. Caroline thought about what Stefan had said. Why are we any better than he is?

Klaus found himself in Caroline's bedroom. He felt betrayed by everyone. He knew he couldn't feel this way about Caroline, he had known she was playing him, the moment she didn't tell him to go to hell. You can't feel betrayed by someone you know doesn't care about you. He had had genuine feelings for her, but with every rejection, his hope of them being more than enemies faltered piece by piece. The picture of them he had painted in his head was becoming stale and crackled. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Blood stained his clothing, his hands, his face.

He had felt a jerk at his own heart every time he had killed own of his own. His hybrids, his surrogate family. Now he was left with nothing. Why was he here, in her bedroom? He had come to take her life. If he was to be alone, so was Tyler. He could kill him, but that would be too easy. Better to let him suffer a decade or so. He had hoped Caroline to be in her bedroom, yelling at him a soon as she'd seen him, hurting him with her words, so it would have been easy to take her life. Hearing of her death (or better yet, finding her lifeless body himself) would devastate Tyler, knowing he himself was to blame for it. His disobedience caused all those deaths.

Where could Caroline be? He had to find her. Killing her would not only devastate Tyler, it would make sure there was nothing left that could distract him from achieving his ultimate goal. Creating an army of hybrids, being the most powerful creature that ever roamed the earth. As soon as Elena got the cure, he would take her, and leave. He looked in the mirror again, in his mind ready to say goodbye to Caroline, when he saw something behind him in the reflection of the mirror. It couldn't. he thought. Why? Why would she have kept it? After so long? He turned from the mirror and walked to her nightstand. There it was. His drawing. He picked it up and held it for a few moments. This doesn't change a thing! He told himself. It needed to be done. He needed to be done, with her. He crinkled the drawing holding it tight, holding it against his lips. It gave him solace that she at least liked him enough to keep the drawing. That would be enough. He could not expect more from her.

Caroline sat curled up on the couch with a glass of bourbon in her hands, her head resting against her knee. She felt miserable. Stefan had felt guilty about betraying Klaus, sending him of to be slain. After he had spoken those words aloud, Caroline, for the first time, had allowed herself to feel what was always there. She too felt guilty. He had never done anything to hurt her. He had tried to kill her friends, sure, but she had tried to kill his family. After Stefan had opened this door to her feelings about Klaus, she couldn't stop thinking about him. Now that he was dead there was no harm in it. She thought of his eyes, that intense look he seemed to have only for her. A shiver went through her. At that moment her cell rang. 'Tyler' it said. Here goes nothing.

"Tyler! I'm so glad you called! Are you alright?!"

"It didn't work Care, Haley betrayed me. They're all dead…"

"What?! Who are dead? Elena? Stefan? Who?"

"NO CARE! Not Elena or Stefan! My pack! MY friends! They trusted me!"

"I'm so sorry Ty, come over, and we'l l talk. Wait, does this mean Klaus is still alive?"

"Yes… I'm going to run, Caroline. There is nobody keeping me here anymore."

Caroline felt a sting in her heart.

"What about me? You have me."

"No, The reason I'm leaving is so you have a chance to live a normal life. If I'm gone, Klaus will follow me. He'll leave you alone. I can't have another taken life on my hands Caroline, especially yours."

Caroline felt a sense of despair. He was leaving her. Again. "What if Klaus does come for me? Then I'll be alone… I can't fight him of alone Tyler. We need to stick together."

"I'm sorry Caroline. You have made your alliances with Stefan. Go to him for protection. It's better this way." Tyler sounded formal, like he was going over the terms of a business deal.

"What about your mom? You can't just leave her!"

"He took her from me already." Tyler's voice finally broke. "He killed her Care. Just like my friends. Just like he is going to kill you. I can't save you. Save yourself. I can't look after you anymore. Goodbye Caroline. I will always love you, and me leaving is the best way of showing that." –click-

Tears fell from Caroline's eyes as she listened to the silence on the other end of the line. Caroline threw her phone into the fireplace and sat down on the floor, as her knees would not carry her anymore.

"All alone love?"

Caroline didn't even look up. She knew who was standing there.

"Have you come here to kill me Klaus? Like those Hybrids of yours? Like Tyler's mom?" Caroline said in a small voice, "well, be quick about it."

Klaus couldn't move. "Aren't you going to put up a fight?" He asked, feigning coldness, feigning killing her was a game. Caroline didn't reply.

Why isn't she angry, why isn't she fighting? Why doesn't she want to fight for her life? He looked at her, sitting there, defeated already. He wasn't used to her being so empty of life.

Caroline felt Klaus moving closer. Why didn't he do it already? He squatted down in front of her, lifted her head, holding her chin. "Don't you want to live, sweetheart?" He asked, his eyes burning with… With what? Anger? Hate? It looked intense, the same intense look she had thought about only moments ago. His eyes captivated hers. Tears filled her eyes. "Just do it, please." She pleaded.

Klaus smiled sadistically. "Not yet." I wanted to kill you right away, but seeing you so sedate, I'd think it best to wait just a little bit longer. I'll just wait for Tyler to come in and then I'll stake you, right in front of his pretty black eyes."

"You can wait all you want Klaus, Tyler is long gone. You think he would stay here and protect me? He doesn't care about me anymore. He blames me for what happened today. Just kill me or leave me alone."

Klaus narrowed his eyes while Caroline held her little speech. "I don't buy it, love." Caroline looked up at Klaus, her eyes filled with regret, as he stood up and leaned over her.

Regret because I don't believe her, no doubt, Klaus thought. She still loves that idiotic mongrel of a boyfriend of hers, and he still loves her.

Anger filled Klaus's eyes. "Nobody could leave you out in the woods like that, you're too special for that." Caroline blinked in confusion. Why would he say such a thing and look so angry at the same time?

They locked eyes for a moment, his eyes softened. Klaus reached for Caroline's face, and with a finger caressed her cheek, her lips. Caroline held her breath. Pull away Caroline she said to Caroline could jerk her head away Klaus snapped her neck.