Author's Note

Hello, this is just a little quick note before you start reading. I'd very much like to thank Pretty Girl 818 for beta reading. Without her as beta this fic wouldn't be as enjoyable. So once again thank you.

Love is a really scary thing, and you never know what's going to happen.

It's one of the most beautiful things in life, but it's one of the most terrifying.

It's worth the fear because you have more knowledge, experience, you learn from people,

and you have memories.

"Come on Caroline, we're in our junior year of college...almost senior." Rebekah pleaded. She was trying to get Caroline to go to a college party. Caroline had been study, study, work and some more study for the past three years. What Rebekah didn't understand was that this was the manner in which Caroline made a living and paid for college. She loved Rebekah to the moon and back, but sometimes she just forgot that the world wasn't as rich as Rebekah Mikaelson. As rude an envious as that sounded, Caroline was very happy with her life and couldn't imagine one without Rebekah therein. They've been the best of friends since sophomore year of high school and have pretty much been joined at the hip ever since. Now, they live in New York and study at Columbia together where Caroline is employed at a bakery. As for Rebekah...well Rebekah didn't really need to work.

"Okay fine! Just let me finish this paper. I'm almost done." Rebekah grunted in exasperation whilst leaving Caroline to her own devices. Ten minutes later Caroline was finished and Rebekah was actually ready. "That's what you're wearing?" Rebekah asked, sounding almost revolted by Caroline's attire. Looking down at her clothes, Caroline shrugged and before she could reply Rebekah had already thrown clothes into her hands and effectively changed Caroline into what she deemed "appropriate party attire". This meant that Caroline was now dressed in blue skinny jeans and a black backless top, the only thing she'd let Rebekah put on her.

"Caroline wipe that look off your face. It'll be fun." Rebekah chides her as she drags her to the door.

They make it to the party at eleven, where after discovering that it was really loud and gross inside they each grab a cup of cheap beer and head outside. Rebekah's friend, Marcel, (I don't even know if you could call him that) joined them outside after awhile. "Here, let me see if I can get my hands on something stronger." Marcel mutters taking their plastic solo cups and disappearing inside.

"Is that the same Marcel you come home complaining about?" asked Caroline. "I do not complain about him." argued Rebekah. "I just, strongly voice my opinion on his idiot habits." They both start laughing at Rebekah's explanation just as Caroline spots Marcel returning to them with a bottle of Bourbon and a stack of cups. He handed each girl a cup and poured in some Bourbon. "So Rebekah, what are you doing this summer, London again?" Rebekah looked a little hesitant to answer the question. "No not London. Nik's coming to me this year." Caroline almost choked on her drink at the mention of Nik. "Rebekah, can I talk to you for a sec...alone?" Hearing the edge marring Caroline's voice, Marcel got the clue and left the ladies alone.

"What do you mean Nik's coming to me this year?" Rebekah knew that look. Caroline only got it when she was irritated and about to blow. To defuse the situation, Rebekah decided to answer her slowly and hopefully confidently. "Nik is coming to see me this summer." Rebekah said her confidence wavering at the displeased look on Caroline's face. "Yeah, I gathered as much. Why didn't you tell me?" Shaking her head, she didn't even give Rebekah time to answer before she stormed off.

Caroline had moved to New York for a fresh start hoping to get away from Mystic Falls and all the stupid mistakes that she had made...one of which was getting involved with Niklaus Mikaelson. Caroline and Nik were perfect. They had met, well maybe met wasn't the right word for unceremoniously, unofficially and surprisingly coming across each other four years ago. Caroline was in her senior year of high school and Klaus in his third year of college. He had asked her out only a month after they had "met". Caroline was hesitant at first, thinking that Nik wouldn't take her seriously and that he would use her like Damon Salvatore had. It had really messed her up, but when she met Rebekah and experienced her unwavering confidence and support she became stronger than ever. It helped that Nik had assured her that he didn't just see her as a hit and run situation. He told her that he "fancied" her in that British accent she had come to love and Caroline couldn't help but say yes.

Flashback:

"Wow, this is your house?" Caroline asked amazed as she got out of the driver's seat. "Yeah, it's a bit much for my taste, but it is lovely." Rebekah replied absentmindedly as they made their way inside of what Caroline could only deem as a freaking mansion. Despite being friends for two years Caroline had never been to the Mikaelson family home.

Caroline and Rebekah had to study for a history test that Mr. Saltzman had sprung on the class right before the weekend. Rebekah decided to make good out of the situation and invited Caroline to her house for a study sleepover. The only downside being that Rebekah's brother Kol was going to be studying with them. Kol irritated Caroline the majority of the time. He was always flirting with her, but Caroline new it was just a ploy to make Bonnie jealous. He was still a pain in the arse none the less.

Caroline was so mesmerized by the tall ceilings and the huge staircase that she didn't even notice the third person in the room. "Rebekah!" The man yelled. He stumbled towards them only to be caught by Rebekah. "Elijah? Wait, are you drunk?" She put 'Elijah' back on his feet. He gave her a shy look. "Well," he said rolling the word. "Niklaus is here for the remainder of the weekend and he persuaded me to indulge a bit." He gestured his head to the room he came out of. Then came another man, Niklaus, Caroline presumed.

"It's okay little sister. I'll keep Elijah here on his toes." Niklaus said as he patted Elijah's back. "And who might you be?" He asked Caroline with his eyebrows raised. "Her name is Caroline, she's my friend Nik, and I advise you to stay away from her." Rebekah said threateningly. She had put herself in between the two of them further indicating that Caroline was off limits.

"Rebekah, I'm not a child. I know how to keep my hands to myself." He said while sending a wink Caroline's way. Rebekah scoffed and Caroline couldn't help but blush. "Where's Kol? He's part of this group too." Rebekah asked, addressing the question more towards Klaus than Elijah. "I think he's in the same condition as Elijah, maybe worse."

"It's always the same thing when you come into town." They made their way upstairs, while Klaus took a stumbling Elijah back to the room they had come out of. "Don't mind him Caroline. He's just, Nik being Nik." Rebekah reassured as they came to an abundance of doors. "This is my room," she pointed to a door on the left "and that's the guest room you'll be staying in." She pointed to the opposite door on the right. "We can start tomorrow when Kol's sober." Rebekah walked into her room smiling as Caroline walked to the guest room. "Goodnight." Caroline said. Yet as Carolinegot ready for bed she couldn't stop her thoughts from going to Nik's earlier comment. She wasn't sure she'd mind it if Nik wasn't able to keep his hands to himself.

"Rebekah please, I wouldn't be asking if I didn't truly care."

Nik had been begging Rebekah for information on Caroline since he had "met" her a month ago, but Rebekah wouldn't budge no matter how many times he asked or how many things he promised. She just wouldn't spill. "Nik I told you, Caroline has been through a lot, more than you can imagine. I won't put her in that position again." Rebekah told him over their Skype call. "Besides what makes you think she'd say yes to a date with you?" She questioned. "Rebekah please, look at me I'm irresistible." He said smugly, gesturing up and down himself. "With that cocky attitude I don't think it matters." Rebekah told him sternly and surely. "Mikaelson gene." He smirked and logged off.

"Caroline, you remember my brother Nik right?" Rebekah asked as they looked through a rack of dresses. She had invited Caroline for a long overdue shopping trip. It fit in perfectly with the upcoming annual Mikaelson ball her mother was throwing. Esther was kind enough to extend her credit card to buy Caroline something extravagant to wear.

She'd been thinking about what Niklaus had said for days. If Caroline said no then Rebekah would gladly rub it in Nik's face for days. The only problem was that Caroline could say yes, which slightly concerned Rebekah, but she had decided that she would be a good sport, for the sake of her brother and best friend. She had concluded that it should be Caroline's choice and she'd be fine with either...well she'd try and be fine with her best friend dating her brother.

"You mean the extremely drunk one or the extremely confident one?" Caroline tried to make it sound like she hadn't been thinking about the elder Mikaelson for weeks. She turned to another dress to hide the giddy smile on her face. "Well that's a nice way of putting it. I would've gone with cocky or arrogant."

"So, what about your brother?" Caroline asked looking back up at Rebekah. Rebekah gave her a questioning look but Caroline raised her eyebrows in question. She just wanted to know why Rebekah brought up her brother, now of all times. "He's been asking me things." Apparently Rebekah wasn't going to be very forthcoming which meant that Caroline was going to have to weasel it out of her.

"Things?"

"Yeah, things."

"About?"

"You." Rebekah didn't miss the surprised but undeniably happy look on Caroline's face. She did it involuntary, she couldn't help it. "Caroline?" Rebekah asked unsure if she wanted an answer to the question formulating in her head. "Yeah?" Caroline looked down this time. "Caroline, do you have a thing for my brother?"

End flashback.

Caroline stormed into their Carnegie Hill apartment after her outburst with Rebekah. "UGH!" She slammed the door and headed to the kitchen. The Mikaelson's are going to be the death of her. She grabbed a wine glass, a bottle of Gaja Barbaresco 2010, and poured herself a glass. She set the bottle down and looked out the small kitchen window. "Rebekah?" Came a distinctly male and British voice from behind. Startled she immediately dropped the glass sending her favourite wine all over the floor. "Oh, god." She mutters turning around to see the one person she never thought she was going to see again.

"Caroline." She hears him firmly whisper, a surprised look on his face.

"Nik?"

Author's Note

AH! Was it good? Terrible? I hoped you enjoyed it. Quick F.Y.I. this is going to be a sort of Klaus and Caroline rekindling story. So be patient. No I'm not going to write 10-15 chapters with no Klaroline, because I absolutely hate when stories do that. But a good 5 chapters of building up might be more along the lines of what I'd write.