I've got my suitcase in my hand,
Now, ain't that a shame.
I'm leavin' here today.
Yes, I'm walkin' to New Orleans..

Caroline ducked as the stake come at her, grazing her shoulder and knocking her off balance. She twisted, collecting herself as quickly as possible, lunging forward and gripped his arm in her hands. She hissed as her fangs elongated, and she moved to drive them through his flesh, but in the next instant, he was behind her again, arm wrapped around her throat. She tore at his arm as she gasped for air, eyes bulging as his grip progressively got tighter. "Hush now, Caroline," He drawled, his voice smooth as poisoned honey. "I promise it will be easier if you stop struggling." Her eyes were stinging with her panic, and any cry for help was cut in her throat.

She obliged to his wishes, allowing herself to go limp in his arms. "What do you want with me, Silas?" She questioned, as the pressure on her esophagus lessened ever so slightly. She felt his hot breath against her cheek as he laughed, his shoulders quaking slightly.

"Do not play me for a fool, Caroline." He quipped, his grip tightening again. She squealed under the weight, pulling against it before. "I know you have it. Hand it over, and I may let you live." He snarled, twisting her neck nearly to it's breaking point, before tossing her to the floor.

Caroline coughed and heaved, her body twisting as she inhaled air. "I told you, I don't have it. The others, they've used it already!" Silas smirked, stepping towards her, staked hanging loosely in his left hand.

His right hand grabbed her by the throat, and shoved her up against the wall. "You should not have lied, Caroline." He growled, the stake lunging towards her heart. He was torn from her at last second, thrown to the ground by a shadowy figure whom Caroline could not yet make out. She is smart enough to back away as animalistic sounds echo in the small cave, and eventually one of the men is thrown to the ground, and then disappears.

She still has her guard up, as the winner of the short battle turns. "Caroline," Her eyes widen as the figure steps into the waning light leaching through the a hole in the ceiling. "You should try to be less indolent. I would hate to deal with my brother, should a fight end in your destruction." He drawled, fixing the cuffs of his suit sleeve.

"Elijah?" He had been perhaps the last person she expected to see, and relief did not wash over her. They had never had an actual conversation, after all. She knew he had betrayed her friends on multiple occasions, so she did not let her guard down even when he leaned against the rock surface behind him. "What are you doing here?"

He shrugged, his shoulders lifting and falling slightly. "I have some... Unfinished business in Mystic Falls. I wish to settle things here before opening an entirely new can of worms in New Orleans."

"But what are you doing here? In the underground caves?" She asked, hoping he didn't rebut with the same question, because honestly... That was kind of something she'd like to keep to herself.

His lips turned upward in a lazy smiled, and he tucked his hands into his pockets. "You forget how much time my family spent in these caves, Caroline. I came to say goodbye." He offered, pushing himself off the wall and moving to the opening he had created when he had "kidnaped" Elena.

"Oh..." She felt a bit stupid for not remembering, and blushed as she followed him. "Um, thanks. For saving me."

"I've seem to have made a habit of saving this town's residence. Let's break that need when I leave, shall we?" He smirked, vaulting himself out of the underground labyrinth, balancing Caroline as she followed suit. "Why was he after you, dare I inquire?"

Caroline sighed, her blonde hair falling into her face. "I don't know. He thinks I have the cure, but Elena had it. She used it on... On Katherine." She frowned, looking up at Elijah, his face remaining impassive as they walked towards town. "He was probably going to end up taking me somewhere as bait to get Elena to come to him, and do something." She rolled her eyes, kicking listlessly at a large pebble in her path.

Elijah smirked again, letting out something close to laughter. "Are you jealous of the supernatural always needing something from the doppleganger?" He smirked, looking to her from the corner of his eyes.

"No!" She said, pushing him lightly, forgetting for a moment that he wasn't, by any means, her friend. "I'm just sick of being used as a pawn. And now with Silas after me, he's probably going to come back. Hell, if I hadn't seen you two fighting, I'd think you were him."

"Well rest assured, I am not. Though I suppose that is something Silas would say." He smirked again, an apparently common thing for him. "You should leave, if you think he will pursue you. There will not always be a handsome man to save the day."

She laughed a bit, rolling her eyes as they continued their leisure stroll through the trees. "Where would I go? I've only ever known... Well, here."

"Don't ask stupid questions, Caroline."

"Elijah, I can't just call up your brother and ask for a room."

"Of course you can, he presumably has one already saved for such an occasion. He can be a gentleman, when he isn't being himself." He smiled, lifting a hand and running it through his hair.

Caroline smiled, her cheeks turning a slight shade of pink. "Maybe I should. But I don't want him to think-"

"He's an idiot Caroline, but not a fool."

She laughed at that, a light, airy sound that carried through the trees. Elijah could easily see why Klaus was enraptured with her, she was decent company. "So what's your unfinished business in Mystic Falls?" She asked, all privacy forgotten as they walked on.

"Nothing of importance, just a few loose ends that need to be tied." She let out a sigh, catching his smirk in the corner of her eye.

"Fine then, be mysterious." She teased, stopped as they reached the road, destined for two different directions. "I think I'm just going to go, if I try telling anyone, they'll stop me. I just want to feel... Safe, for once."

"Such a delusional young girl. Thinking safe lies in the hands of my brother."

She smiled again. "Thanks, Elijah. I guess I'll see you around, once you're done 'tying loose ends.'"

"Enjoy New Orleans. The city has much to offer."

And that was the story of how Caroline Forbes ended up the fresh princess of New Orleans. Except she wasn't fresh, she was dead, and she wasn't a princess, she was an uninvited house guest. Still, it was too late to go home. She was standing on the address Elijah had given her, a collection of bags in tow. She hadn't told anyone she was leaving, and she hadn't told anyone she was coming... That second part was probably a little inconsiderate. Still, she didn't know what she would have done if he had said no, now wasn't a good time.

"Stop thinking, Caroline. Just, knock." She scolded herself, letting out a breath and plastering a smile on her face as she drummed her knuckles on the wooden door.

She heard footfalls from inside, and turned around, gathering her luggage, preparing herself to make a run for it. This was a stupid, stupid idea. She was making her way to the streets when she heard the door open, followed by a voice laced with both happiness, and surprise.

"Caroline? What are you doing here?" Klaus asked, his blue eyes meeting hers as she turned around, slightly flushed.

"N-Nothing. Just leaving, it was foolish of me to think-"

"Come in, love. Tell me why you're here." His eyes flicked to her bags. "And why you brought all of Mystic Falls along with you."

Author's Note- Falling more and more in love with Klaroline everyday. (: Thought it was time I write a story for the lovely two! I hope she eventually does go to him, because how could you not just oogle over Klaus? xD Thanks for reading! Follows are loved, reviews make my day!