Hey :) First I wish you all a happy New Year!

So this is basically my very first fanfiction and English is not my first language, so please be nice but feel free to point out any errors or if something is confusing. This story is based on a comedic movie I saw a few months back called "Blonder als die Polizei erlaubt" , which is obviously a German movie. (If you can understand/speak German go watch it) It instantly inspired me to write Klaroline fanfiction, but I only now dared to publish it and I'm still not sure about the whole thing. But now, go on and read! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own TVD and "Blonder als die Polizei erlaubt", as well as anything else you might recognize at some point.

„Please don't touch the display cabinet", Caroline Forbes told an elderly man. He just turned away and walked to the next one. Caroline sighed.

"God, that job's making me crazy", she told her best friend Elena, who was working as a museum attendant as well. But for her that was just a mini job, to pay for college. Caroline on the other hand, had only this job.

"You sure, that you're not just over exaggerating, Care?" she replied.

"When I'm staying here any longer, I'm going to die out of boredom. Just ask me when they discovered the grave of Ramses IV."

"er… when…"

"1898. I just don't want to know stuff like this. But I do, and why, because I know all guided tours by heart." Caroline sighed again. By now she and Elena had entered the employee cafeteria.

"I'd rather deal with the top model candidates than with mummies", Caroline kept complaining.

"Well, there's not much difference", Elena replied.

Caroline smirked and looked at her friends plate.

"Oh look, there's a carb on your plate" she teased.

"Yeah, I need to fit into my wedding dress on Friday. Otherwise I'm going to start shooting people. And I'm starting with the maid of honour."

Elena was about to marry the love of her life. Stefan Salvatore. And the mentioned maid of honour was Katherine Pierce, her cousin. Stefan's father, who was paying for the wedding, insisted that Katherine would be the maid of honour. Elena would have preferred Caroline to fill this position. Especially because she couldn't stand Katherine. The last time those two had been in a room together it had nearly ended in an hair pulling contest between them.

Both set down on a free table. Elena put a letter next to Caroline's plate.

"What's that?", Caroline frowned.

"You know very well what that is. It's been laying unopened on our kitchen table for the past three days."

"And now it grew feet and walked to the museum, or what?"

"Nope, your roommate brought it with her, so that you could finally open it. Mind telling me why you haven't opened it yet?"

"I wasn't ready, okay? This letter is going to decide over my whole future. What if they don't want me at the police academy?"

"And what if you've been already accepted? And you don't know about it, because you don't dare to open the letter"

Elena reached for the envelope and opened it. She took the letter out and placed it right in front of Caroline's face.

"And?"

Caroline took a quick glance at it, sighed and shook her head. She just knew that they wouldn't take her.

"Well you can always apply again next year." Elena tried to sheer her up.

"It's going to be the exact same thing next year. No matter how good I am prepared. When I'm nervous I start babbling incoherent nonsense. And I'm going to turn 30 soon. Do you know how horrible it is to turn 30 and to have achieved nothing at all? No, of course not Misses married PhD with 29."

"Right now I have neither husband nor PhD."

"Well, then Misses married on Friday and PhD follows in the summer… I don't even have a plus one that I can bring to your wedding. I have achieved nothing. At all."

"Hey, at least you're getting your driving license"

"Yeah…" Caroline's pretty sure that this doesn't count.

"See, you wouldn't have done that last year. In a few days you'll be driving all around the city. And I'll be safe, far away on my honeymoon" Elena laughed.

After her lunch break with Elena Caroline went back to walking around the museum and making sure nobody touched the display cabinets. Okay, to be honest she wasn't paying that much attention to the people around her, because she was reading in one of her books to prepare her for the police academy application. She decided that she would never give up and just try again, so she planned on learning all the books by heart. I mean there was not much for her to do anyway.

She went around a corner to the area with the sarcophagus, when she noticed two men standing next to it. One looked really hot, Care had to admit, with his blond curls and slight scruff. The other one though looked kinda like a cliché small-time criminal. He was not very tall, had a half-bold head and just had this kind of aura around him. They where whispering agitatedly and when the criminal looking one noticed her he suddenly left.

Caroline went over to the blond one, who looked a little lost.

"If you are planning on stealing the sarcophagus, I have to disappoint you. That is just a copy"

The man seemed annoyed.

"Thank you, Love. I guess I am just going to concentrate on the marble columns in the next room then"

Oh my gosh, Caroline couldn't help but notice his unbelievable sexy British accent. Focus, Caroline!

"Yeah, but for that you'd have to get passed me and nobody managed to do that yet. You know, I've got the reflexes of a wild cat"

In that moment Caroline tripped and fell backwards right into the open sarcophagus and in an attempt to keep standing she gripped the man's shirt, but she caught him of guard and he fell right on her.

"Or maybe the ones of a castrated housecat" Caroline was embarrassed.

"At least you definitely know how to drag someone along"

He started getting up, when he noticed another museums attendant walking by and figured that it would be best, if he wouldn't be caught laying in the sarcophagus. When he came back down Caroline noticed his baby blue eyes. Then she felt something on her leg.

"Er... I hope that is just a gun in your pants?" Seriously, could the situation get any more awkward?

The discomfort on the man's face didn't looked like he was embarrassed more like he wasn't sure what he should tell her.

"Wait a second you have a gun?!"

"That is … something else" But by now Caroline was pretty sure that this was not "something else" but in fact a gun.

Noticing the determined look on her face, he got up and quickly left. Caroline was startled for a moment, but then got up as well.

"Stop", she shouted. An old woman that was standing nearby seemed to nearly have a heart attack when she suddenly appeared from the sarcophagus.

"Sorry, Ma'am ", she mumbled

I hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know if you want me to continue this or if you have any ideas how I could improve my writing. Next up would be Caroline getting dragged into the investigations. So thoughts? ;)