A.N: Hey guys! Yes, I'm alive! I'm so sorry, but I went through a major change in my life and had a lot to deal with and I know and hope you guys understand and forgive me. But I'm back, and steam rolling! In the time I took a break, I've managed to watch all available episodes of season three from the states, which I'm super excited about! Okay I've had this planned for a while now, before all the shenanigans between these two started on the show! So anyway this takes place after "Bringing out the dead" but before "Dangerous Liasons". I hope you all enjoy! Read and Review! :)
"Throw it away, forget yesterday, we'll make the great escape, we won't hear a word they say, they don't know us anyway."
-Boys Like Girls lyric
Klaus was pacing the lower floor of their suite, impatiently. They were supposed to be attending a party with all of the best and richest vampires in London. He was Klaus, and Klaus is nothing without followers. He was trying to keep his composure, but his temper was like a ticking time bomb. He was infuriated with a certain blonde baby vampire, who was upstairs in the bathroom adjoining with the bedroom. She was in the shower getting ready for the party which he was really regretting inviting her to. He groaned internally and headed up the stairs to grab his suit jacket when her voice came to his ears. At first he thought she was talking to him, but then to his amusement, he heard that she was singing.
Klaus slipped quietly into the bedroom and grabbed the jacket. Caroline continued singing, blissfully unaware of the hybrid who had paused in the mouth of the bathroom. Caroline spun and twirled in the shower, singing along to some rapper song Klaus remembered hearing on the radio or TV or ipod. It amused Klaus to no end that there were all these devices that Caroline demanded that yes, she did need them. Klaus knew he should just leave; it was ridiculous that he was standing staring at her, the daft baby vampire. Klaus let his eyes flicker quickly over her silhouette. No, definitely not a baby with curves like that. Caroline opened her eyes as she twirled towards the door of the shower, switching it off. She makes to grab a towel when she finally notices Klaus. "Oh my God!" she blurted out and turns away from him quickly. "Out out out, Get OUT!" She screeches, and Klaus scarpers out of the room, flustered. What was he doing? Why was he -what is it the teenagers say these days- checking her out? She was simply entertainment, a side show, a project.
Klaus sauntered down the stairs, sheepish. He could hear Caroline stomp about upstairs, clearly huffing. She was deliberately taking her time to piss him off. "Caroline hurry up we're going to be late for the bloody party! I will come up there and bite you if you don't hurry up!"
"What, you hoping you could catch me naked again?" She shot back at him and he lapsed into silence. She finally descended down the stairs, and Klaus was a mixture of frustrated and flustered when she flounced into the lounge in her underwear. "I-uh-what-um-eh-" He mumbled, turning away from her. "Put some clothes on, for God's sake Caroline," He stuttered.
"Please, it's not like you didn't just see more." She rolled her eyes. "I left the dress for the party down here. Just getting it." She said easily as she breezed past him to a garment bag. She turned to smirk at him. "A blushing vampire. Who would have thought." She said with a spark in her eye.
She unzipped the garment bag and brought out the dress. It was a gold metallic cocktail dress, with a puffed out hem. "I need help." She said suddenly. He rolled his head to look at her. "With the dress,"
She explained, feeling shy despite her earlier bold behaviour. What the hell had she been thinking? That she'd impress him? That she'd make him angry? Stupid, stupid Caroline, she chastised herself. Klaus detached himself from his perch and made his way over to her. Kneeling in front of her, he said "Put your hands on my shoulders." roughly. Hesitantly she did, and stepped over the tulle of her dress and into it. He slowly brought the dress up around her legs, determinedly keeping his gaze on a freckle on her lower thigh. Both of them heard her breath hitch as he brought the dress up around her hips. She slid the dress into place, and Klaus stepped around the back to zip it up. Caroline scraped her hair off her neck and Klaus slowly zipped up the dress. "I didn't look, love," he said as he brushed his hand across her lower spine, delighting in how soft her skin is. "No need to be shy." Caroline shivered involuntarily, surprised at how close his voice was to her ear. He brushed her hair back and it fell back into waves down her back. Caroline smiled over her shoulder at him and stepped away from him. "Thank you," She said calmly, her voice slightly uneven. "Welcome, love." He said and started attempting to fix his bow tie.
Caroline got annoyed with his fidgeting. "Stop that," she snapped. "Come here." She demanded. Klaus walked towards her and she started fixing it. "You know," she began as she worked expertly, "you would think with being a thousand year old vampire, you would have learnt how to tie a proper bow tie for all these "I'm evil and I know it" functions." She smiled. Klaus chuckled slightly.
"I probably would have, but I always had Rebekah for these things. After that, I didn't go out much."
"Oh, did the annual 'let's rule the world' parties get too much for you?" She mocked.
"Bi-annual, actually sweetheart. And yes, they did actually." He smirked.
"Oh, right, silly me." She deadpanned, hitting her head. Klaus let out a bark of a laugh.
"You're awfully good at this. Is there a lot of functions like this in that town or were you just born in the wrong era?" Klaus asked and she looked up at him while yanking at the tie.
"Well, you are looking at Miss Mystic, and chair of about everything in Mystic Falls High. I've learned about everything there is to know in Mystic Falls about etiquette." She answered. "So where is the evil blood slu-Rebekah anyway?" Caroline asked, fumbling to correct her mistake. She hardly liked Rebekah, the slut kinda ruined her life; but she was Klaus' sister after all. "She skip town?"
"Something like that." Klaus replied uncomfortably. No one but he knew that Rebekah had decided to skip town to cool off. It was a good idea, though. Klaus loved his sister, but she was too angry at him, too much of a liability at the moment. "She's none too happy with me at the moment."
Caroline finished it off with a final tug. "She's your sister, Klaus. Hell, I never liked her, but she's your sister. You'll make up, you always will."
"Yes, maybe," Klaus said evasively. "Evil blood slut?" He asked amused, and smiled at her. She let out a nervous laugh. "Yeah, that. Sorry. Well, no, I'm really not sorry. Rebekah came to town and she wrecked my life. She killed Tyler then won over all the cheerleader's, and she turned Tyler against me and-" Caroline stopped abruptly. "And you don't want to hear about this. Sorry." She repeated, embarrassed. Klaus smoothed down her hair. "Calm down, sweetheart. Rebekah can be...a bit of a handful. I understand. Now," he said and she stepped away from him to grab her heels and purse.
"We need to go if we want to make it to this party in halfway decent time." He stated, the moment of banter between them broken. Caroline nodded, and stumbled about trying to get her shoes on to her feet. "Stupid strappy heels!" She muttered, frustrated.
"Well, you picked them out, sweetheart." Klaus grumbled, finding it slightly endearing. Caroline stomped her foot. "No, I didn't. You approved the bloody shoes! APPROVED the freaking shoes!" Caroline let out a near hysteric laugh. "Shoes! I don't need your shoe approval! I'll wear whatever fucking shoes I want! What are you, my master?" Caroline ranted, clearly annoyed. Klaus smiled at her antics. She had said bloody, he mused. His manners and speech must be rubbing off on her. As long as she didn't start threatening to kill people and start droning on about making hybrids, then he'll be worried. Klaus grabbed her arms and lifted her to a table and set her on it, while she was still babbling on. Grasping a shoe, he slid it onto her foot, fixing the straps, and then repeated the action on the other foot.
"Done," he announced. She pouted down at him.
"You are not my master." She said firmly.
"Alright love. Whatever you say." He said and patted her knee. "Now, are you going to tell me what's bothering you?" Caroline sighed and smiled playfully down at him.
"Did I tell you how hot you look in the suit?" She offered, trying to change the subject. He grinned up at her, shaking his head. "Appreciated, darling. But I don't want you going to this party and yelling at strange, older, stronger vampires about your shoes. They won't be as receptive as I am to your mood swings." He stood up and leaned against the table beside her. "So why don't you tell me what's actually the matter."
Caroline swung her long legs lightly. "I-Well-um-Bonnie called!" She blurted out. Klaus' jaw dropped. "What?" Caroline hadn't heard anything from the witch or any of her friends in Mystic Falls since she left with him. "Yes. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I wanted to deal with it first of all before I told you and I'm sorry!" Caroline cried out and bit her lip. In the past month she'd joined him, sure, he'd gotten pissed off and annoyed and angry with her, and he'd threatened to bite her more than once, but he'd never properly gotten angry furious. She didn't know if he'd get mad that she had contact with them. Klaus was just so damn unreadable.
"Wait, wait. Calm down, sweetheart. What did she say?" Klaus said evenly. Caroline risked a glance at him, but he seemed to be taking it okay.
"Well, you weren't here and my phone rang so I answered it because that's what you do when a phone rings! So it was Bonnie and she demanded to know where we were and had you hurt me and what was going on and that everyone was freaking to fuck out. She said they were in Boston and asked our address and I didn't know what to say because we'd been in Boston so I didn't say anything then Elena came on the phone and she was all 'Klaus only kidnapped you to get to me' and that kind of pissed me off because you didn't kidnap me! So I told her that." Caroline rambled on and slipped from the table. "So then she went APESHIT crazy, and she demanded to be told everything because she thinks she needs to be told everything, and Bonnie told her she doesn't need to know everything, but then she asked what was going on and they kind of freaked me out and I told them that I had wanted to leave and that I bugged you into taking me but they didn't believe me and I told them I wasn't coming back and Elena started crying and Damon took the phone and said he'd come find me but I told him I didn't want to be found. Then he started threatening me saying he would find me and stake me." She recited and her lip quirked. Klaus' head snapped up, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
"But then I'm pretty sure Bonnie burnt his ass. And Elena was all like 'how could you do this to me?' and I told them I hadn't been kidnapped, I was fine, you hadn't hurt me or compelled me, and that I was staying with you." She said and took a deep breath, her lower lip trembling. Klaus' posture was ridged, all his muscles taunt. "And?" He asked, turning to look at her.
Caroline rubbed a hand up and down her arm violently. She let out a bark of a laugh. "Bonnie said she couldn't believe me. Elena asked do I remember what you did to Jenna. I said of course I did and do you remember what Damon did to Lexi. Then she got mad at me and said I if I stayed with you I was dead to her." Caroline smirked, the shining of her eyes the only thing giving away the hurt. "And Damon said- and I quote- she already is. And hung up. They hate me, Klaus." She said softly. "They really hate me." Klaus started towards her and thought better of it when her head snapped up, her eyes icy blue, cold and hard. Any signs of vulnerability is gone, and he's proud. Even though she's going through hell, she won't let it show. "Maybe they do," He admitted. "For now. But things could change. They might...adjust. Just give it time, love." Klaus soothed, and Caroline smiled brightly at him.
"We are so late," she declared.
"Right. Yes, we are. Let's go, then." He said and walked towards the door. He had just opened it when he realised that Caroline was no longer beside him. He turned to find the blonde staring at her dress and fidgeting with her clutch when she whispered, "I'm scared," in a lost voice. "Will they hurt me? What if I say the wrong thing? What if I offend someone, or do somethi-"
"Caroline," He interrupted as he walked back to her. "We'll just have to make sure that doesn't happen, won't we? Besides, you're on the arm of the original hybrid," He stated offering his arm to her. She took it with a giggle and they walked out the door. "Somehow I doubt any harm will come to you."
They arrived at the party a little late, and Caroline thought better than to protest when he said simply "they'll wait." As they walked up to the building Klaus put an arm around her waist loosely and Caroline went rigid. Was he trying to make a move on her? She couldn't deny that having him that close wasn't doing wonders for her concentration. He leaned in towards her. "It might be better if they think we're together."
Caroline nodded furiously. "Yep, okay, got it." She said as they made their way up the steps to the beautiful building. Caroline guessed it was supposed to be an apartment building. Klaus glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "You alright, love?" Caroline nodded, giving him a quick smile. "You know you don't have to be afraid. I won't let anyone hurt you." Klaus knew what it was like to be afraid. He had spent centuries running, afraid of his father. He wouldn't let Caroline be like him.
Caroline looked at him as they stepped into the elevator to go up to the top floor. "I know," she answered truthfully. "You may be the bad ass original, but you know that if one of them hurts me, I will complain like nothing ordinary."
"Bad ass original?" He repeated slowly.
Caroline just smiled at him as the elevator dinged and the doors opened. Caroline gasped. This wasn't a series of apartments, it had all been knocked into one big apartment. There were chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, elegant furniture was throughout the place. There were around twenty or thirty vampires in the room, all it elegant dresses and suave suits. Caroline felt intimidated, panged with jealousy. All the women were so beautiful, and they were at complete ease. Caroline ruefully wished that she was older, stronger, and for once in her life she wanted to blend in and not stand out. Klaus guided her through the crowd with a hand on the small of her back, stopping every few minutes for mingling with people. Caroline felt these people looking at them-her- curiously, like they hadn't seen anything like it. Klaus finally came to a stop beside a tall, red haired man. "Ah, Klaus. So glad you finally arrived." He said smoothly with a French accent, and reached out to shake him hand. "Daniel, a pleasure as always. But only as long as you have been loyal." Klaus said in a joyful tone, but the threat was clear underneath.
"Klaus, it's nice to know you haven't changed. But your companionship has, this most definitely is not Rebekah." Daniel said, question evident in his voice. Before Klaus could say anything, Caroline stuck her hand forward. "Caroline, Caroline Forbes." Daniel shook it with an amused look.
"I hope Klaus isn't treating you too badly?"
Caroline shook her head. "He wouldn't be able to if he tried." Daniel laughed and Klaus shot her a look. "Now now, careful my sweet, do remember your place." He said warningly. Caroline shrugged but stayed quiet. He was right after all, she thought, and Daniel offered her his arm. "Would you like to take a walk?" He asked, and Caroline's eyes flickered to Klaus. "If that's alright with you of course," Daniel amended, following her gaze. Klaus nodded, and Caroline walked off with Daniel. "Where are you from, Miss Caroline Forbes?"
"Virginia in America." She replied. "A small town, you probably wouldn't know it." Daniel nodded, accepting that was all the information where she was going to give him. "So, what brings you to London?" Daniel asked as they walked around a couple. "Oh, just travelling." Caroline answered cheerfully, but she was being careful. She didn't want to say too much that might lead back to her friends in Mystic falls. Daniel looks at her curiously. "I wanted to see the world. Travel, enjoy life, not get stuck inside a little box." She explained.
"And you have known Klaus...?" Daniel leaves the question hanging in mid air. Caroline gives off an easy laugh. "Oh, I've known him awhile. I do what he says, he doesn't kill me." She answered simply, and it was true. "Oh, now, you don't seem like the sort of girl to take orders very well." He mused, and Caroline whipped her head to him. "I don't take orders," she said indignantly. "It's better to do the small things he tells me to than have my heart ripped out and on the floor because I said no." She said slowly.
Daniel chuckled mockingly. "So if he told you to jump off a bridge, would you do it?"
"It's not like it would kill me..." Caroline said lightly, but her voice sounded weak to her own ears.
"What if he told you to take off your ring and stand in the sunlight?" Caroline whipped her arm out of his and started to turn to go indoors. "He wouldn't. I don't like your tone, so I'm done with our walk thank you." She hissed at him. But Daniel was older and faster, and he herded her further onto the roof. "What if he told you to sacrifice yourself to save him, would you do it?"
"He wouldn't. He just wouldn't." She said fiercely at him as he backed her against the balcony. But she was having doubts. Daniel had planted a seed that wouldn't go away. Daniel cocked his head as he took her in. His friendly appearance was gone, he was inquisitive now, like she was a pet that learnt some tricks but he didn't quite know how. "Yes, but how do you know? You are of no significance to him." Caroline fell silent. "So you don't deny it. What did he ever see in you?" He asked softly. Caroline kept her chin up and stared defiantly at him. He laughed. "Well, you have fire. And quite pretty I suppose. But so young."
"I don't know, I'm pretty useful."
"How so?"
"I could tell you were a jackass from a mile off." She spat at him. Daniel smiled at her.
"Well, let me tell you something." He leaned in closer, until his lips were at her ear. "You need to be careful, young Caroline. Klaus may appear to care, but I assure you, he doesn't. But, he thinks you trust him. So Caroline I want you to kill him." Caroline considered Daniel carefully, her face void of any emotions when really she wanted to kick and scream and run like a bat out of hell. "Give me a good reason." She said, surprised she could keep her voice level.
Daniel grinned at her, slow and predatorily, and Caroline felt her blood freeze with what he said next. "Because if you don't I will go to that charming little town of yours, and I will kill your mother, and the vampires, and the hybrid and the witch and the doppelganger and anyone you know and half way care about. You wouldn't want anything to happen to them like it did your father. Now, do we have an understanding?" Caroline stared at him numbly.
"Caroline?" She heard an impatient call. "Caroline, we're leaving. Come, come." Klaus stepped onto the roof and Daniel backed away from her. "I hope you weren't making her uncomfortable." Klaus stated and Caroline stumbled towards him and grasped his outstretched arm for dear life. Klaus noticed the smell of fear radiating off of Caroline, and knew it wasn't because of him. Also her iron tight grip on his arm made him suspicious. He glared back at Daniel, catching his smug look."Of course not," Daniel lied smoothly. "She just wanted to see the view." Caroline and Klaus turned to go. "And Caroline?" Caroline stood very still and tensed, then glanced back at him. "I hope I will hear from you soon. And I must visit that town, it sounds delightful." He smiled graciously, and bid them goodnight. Suddenly everything was too loud, too detailed, and Caroline started to feel dizzy. Klaus walked far too slowly for her liking, so she turned to him, desperate to get away from the party to the hotel suite and think. "Can we leave, please?" She begged. "I really, really want to leave." Something in her expression pulled him short, so he simply nodded and they left the party and headed out under the bright lights and twinkling stars, and Caroline was too drunk and disorientated to be sure which is which.
Klaus held the door of a town car open for her and she slid in quickly to the far side, and he followed suit, slamming the door after them. "Back to the hotel, driver." He barked, and they speed off. Klaus glanced at Caroline, confused as to what Daniel could have said to her. Caroline stayed as far away from him as possible and leaned her head against the window, and fought back tears as she tried to think of a way to get out of this mess.
"Are you going to tell me?" Klaus asked Caroline as she scooted ahead of him into the suite.
"Tell you what?" Caroline retorted, not meeting his eyes as she brushed past him to get to the mini bar stocked with blood. Klaus followed her. "You're a terrible liar Caroline, so why don't you tell me the truth?"
Caroline grabbed a bottled and slammed the door shut. "I don't know what you're talking about Klau-" She turned to go, but he cornered her and slammed a fist down on the counter beside her, making her jump. "Bloody hell, love, tell me right this second!" He roared; his famous temper he so very rarely showed with her coming through. Caroline didn't flinch, and she didn't answer; only stared at him defiantly. "Don't make me compel it out of you, Caroline," he warned softly. Only then was Caroline shaken out of her stupor. "You promised," she whispered, her voice breaking. "You promised you would never do that." She whispered hoarsely. Klaus smiled sadly at her.
"I need to know what he said to you to get you so worked up."
"Why?"
"Because I-"
"Why?"
"I li-"
"Why?" She persisted.
"Because I care about y-what he wants." Klaus muttered, changing his mind at the last minute. Caroline finally glanced up at him, a small smile forming on her lips at what he said, but it disappeared instantly with his next words:
"So tell me, Caroline."
Caroline frowned, trying to form what to say in her head. "Well, he has spies in Mystic Falls," she said slowly. Klaus' eyes narrowed dangerously; and he muttered something about "stupid ignorant hybrids,"
"He knows about everyone," she started to pace, feeling jittery. "He, he knows about my mom and Elena and Bonnie and Tyler and Matt and Damon and Stefan and he- he knows about what happened to my dad. He says if I don't do what he says, he'll kill them." Klaus was silent, and Caroline stopped herself from babbling on.
"What does he want you to do?" Klaus asked finally and Caroline stepped back.
"He wants me to kill you." Caroline answered surprised how strong her voice sounded. She expected him to throw stuff at her, scream and bite her, but he didn't. Instead, he laughed. He actually had the gall to laugh. Caroline scoffed. "Unbe-fucking-leavible!" She screamed. Everyone she cared about lives was in danger and he wouldn't even consider that she might do it? Bastard! But her outburst only made him laugh more. "Ergghh!" She screamed disgustedly and pushed away from him and stormed up the stairs, grabbing a bottle of blood as she went. "You are an ignorant, stupid, heartless son of a bitch and I hate you. Rot in hell you asshat!" She screeched at him and slammed the door the bedroom shut, leaving him downstairs having realized that he really shouldn't have laughed.
Caroline stayed silent as tears flowed down her face. She lay in bed and really wished she had a soppy movie to blame her tears for, like Breakfast at Tiffany's, The Notebook, The time travellers wife, One Day, Remember me, heck she'd even take P.S. I love you with the terrible version of Ireland that made them look like they were from the 17th century and Gerard Butler's awful Irish accent. What the hell was she going to do? She couldn't lose anyone else. Her friends may hate her, but she still loved them. She burrowed under the silky sheets, but quickly came up again reluctantly, deciding that hiding was not a good option. At all. It really was the first time she'd cried since her Dad died, she realized. She'd wanted to, sure, but hadn't. Klaus entered the room and quietly leaned in the door frame. She turned away from him in the bed, staring out the window into the dark city.
"Leave me alone, Klaus." She whispered.
"I'm sorry, love. I shouldn't have laughed."
She didn't answer him.
"Caroline." She was still silent, but he knew she wasn't asleep. "Caroline I'm sorry. It was rude and uncalled for."
"Why did you? Is the idea of me doing it so really so ridiculous?" She finally spoke up, and Klaus was relieved. He came further into the room and sat down in a chair. "Because I can't lose anyone e-" Her voice broke, and wavered. "I can't lose anyone else, Klaus. Not after what happened to him. I just- I just-I-I can't do this!" She sobbed, and Klaus immediately came to her side. He was no good at this, but it physically hurt him to see her so heartbroken. He lifted her up until she was on his lap and he wrapped his arms around her instinctively. She sobbed and hiccupped and tried to calm herself but she just couldn't stop. "What is wrong with me?" She said quietly.
"Nothing is wrong with you," Klaus said sharply, and she raised her head from his chest where she'd been banging her head. "You're perfect and beautiful and loyal and I've never met anyone like you. You're spontaneous and infuriating and surprising and adorable and I don't want you thinking otherwise. If your 'friends' as you call them can't accept you for who you are they can shove it up their arses." He said fast, and then he stopped abruptly.
Caroline looked up at him from the crook of his neck, his shirt drenched with her tears. His jaw muscles were strained, and he stared determinedly a head, and looking at her. He knew he'd said too much. He was a monster. He wasn't supposed to love. Caroline was too good for him, and he should have never brought her into this. It was only hurting her. He should take her back. He should take her home. But God, he loved having her with him. "You really mean it?" She asked quietly. Klaus nodded his face strained. Caroline smiled. "Thank you," She whispered, and her hand reached up to stroke her fingers through his curls. His hand grabbed her arm. "Don't," he said roughly. She still kept it up, but moved her other hand to his face. "Stop." He said, almost pleadingly. He was losing self control, and he could feel his will to let her stop slipping away.
"No," she said firmly. Settling herself closer to him, she planted a butterfly light kiss on his strained neck, and slowly made a path to his jaw, then to the edge of his mouth. His hands wandered down to her face and held her there, and she bit his lip gently. Klaus leaned forward slightly and kissed her, lightly, so very lightly. She let her fingers play with his hair, and she twirled and tugged at it and kissed him harder than he had her, getting impatient. Klaus smiled against her lips. "Now, sweetheart, let's not get too ahead of ourselves." He gently pulled away from her, and she looked away, embarrassed. "It's not you, love. I just don't want you to do anything you'll regret later."
"I don't regret anything I've done, Klaus. Anything." She blurted out then bit her lip and scooted backwards onto the bed, dragging him with her by the hand. "But what I am going to do? I can't lose anyone else I love, Klaus I can't. That includes-I mean, but I can't lose you as well. I'm not going to kill you."
"I hope not," he remarked and grinned. "I certainly wouldn't look good green and grey." Caroline whacked him on the chest. "Ass," she said playfully. "But what am I-"
"We," Klaus corrected.
"What are we going to do?" She repeated, then realized what he'd said. "We?"
"We." Klaus nodded. Caroline beamed at him.
"You kill me." Klaus said simply, and put his arms under his head.
"What?" Caroline screeched. "I can't, I won't, why would I do that, Klaus I'm not going to let you-"
"Caroline, Caroline, calm down! You need to kill me. Bring me to Daniel, show him the dead body. He's old, but he doesn't know how to kill me. No one does."
"Klaus, I don't think that's a good idea-"
"I can't die."
"It's really not relevant and it's stupid and reckless and-What?"
"I can't die."
"I heard you the first time Klaus!" Caroline screeched. "What do you mean you can't die?"
"No one living or non-living on earth knows how to kill me. I can't die. I'm invincible. I have no weak spot." He said simply. Caroline shook her head slowly.
"No, Klaus. You may not be able to die. But everyone has an Achilles heel. You just don't know or want to admit yours." She brought her knees up to her chest and yawned. "We can figure this out tomorrow." Klaus nodded, what she'd just said ringing in his head. She may be young, but she was wise. He got off the bed and made to leave, but she sleepily grabbed his hand. "Stay with me," Caroline said, her eyelids fluttering shut. "Please."
Klaus eased himself down onto the bed beside her, and stroked his hand through her hair. She leant her head on his chest and she fell asleep, with Klaus guarding over her to keep away the nightmares.
A.N: So this'll probably be a two part, then maybe an epilogue. And I'm working on the last chapter of "I was constructed for you, you were moulded for me"!