Disclaimer: Don't own Smallville/The Vampire Diaries

A/N: This twoshot features the winning pairing of my Never Have I Ever poll on facebook, in which Klaus Mikaelson (The Vampire Diaries) went up against Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf) and Bellamy Blake (the 100).

AU, obviously.

A/N: The timeline is totally screwed up! In this timeline Klaus and his family are still in Mystic Falls - and Bonnie and Damon got stuck together in that one day a couple of seasons earlier than they did in the series.

"Don't push it, blondie." His voice was low, his eyes narrowed, his stance betraying just how annoyed he was with her and the situation they were in. "This is all your fault."

That was hilarious given everything that had happened in the last couple of hours. "Who tried to kill who again?" She wanted to know. "And totally unprovoked at that?"

"UNPROVOKED?" His eyes flashed as he stood tall and loomed over her in what was obviously an intimidation tactic.

"Is there an echo in here?" Chloe wanted to know in faux innocence before she stood as well. "Yes! Unprovoked!"

"Oh, love, let's be truthful here. You deserved that attack." Niklaus Mikaelson, otherwise known as the dude who'd attacked her and caused this whole mess, glared murderously. "If you weren't helping Damon and Stefan plot against me I would not have been forced to—."

"Plot against you?" Chloe scoffed as she interrupted with vicious passion. "I didn't even know your name until half an hour ago! And that's because you introduced yourself! I don't know who the hell you are, and honestly don't care enough to 'plot against you'!" She paused before amending to: "Or at least I didn't until now."

Klaus frowned at her. "If you aren't a part of the newest Salvatore plot, then what the hell are you doing here in Mystic Falls, staying with them? Why else would you be conspiring with the Bennett witch?"

"My cousin was turned and unable to control her hunger," Chloe muttered with a flinch at the memory of seeing Lois like that. "I met Stefan some time back when he came to Smallville, and I figured that if there was anyone who could teach her how to control her bloodlust it would be him."

"What does that have to do with the witch?" Niklaus wanted to know suspiciously.

"Lois isn't handling the change well, like I said, she can't control her hunger. Stefan says that if we can't help her to control her hunger she could become a Ripper," Chloe informed him primly. "It would be nearly impossible for me to stop her if she snapped and attacked people around us, or me, so Bonnie and Stefan came up with this idea and I agreed."

"What idea?" Niklaus narrowed his eyes.

"Some time ago Bonnie and Damon were trapped in a single day in Mystic Falls - I think it was in the nineties but I could be wrong - and Bonnie figured it would be a good place to train Lois."

"How is your cousin supposed to get some sort of control over her bloodlust if there are no humans around?" He sneered.

Chloe pointed to herself. "What do I look like to you?"

He glared at her.

"Stefan and I were supposed to stay here with Lois until she learns to control herself. Bonnie was working on a way to anchor us so that when Stefan got a message to her - I'm not exactly sure how he'd do that - she'd be able to find us in our little pocket in time and pull us out into the right timeline. They hadn't completely worked out the kinks last I heard since this wasn't supposed to happen yet." She motioned to the empty town of Mystic Falls. "So I don't know how in the world to get into contact with Bonnie or let her know we are here and need extraction."

"How could you not know how to get in contact with the witch?" Niklaus' glare was murderous. "This is all your fault!"

"You! Attacked! Me!" Chloe glared right back at him as she moved into his personal space.

He snarled at her. "If you had not been so mouthy—!"

"You! ATTACKED! Me!" Chloe repeated with a snarl. "If you hadn't done so the amulet wouldn't have triggered the transportation before the spell was a hundred per cent ready! They probably don't even realize what's happened! And when they do there's the question of how to figure out which pocket we're in and how to get to us! I haven't been magically anchored to Bonnie yet!" She poked his chest angrily. "This is your fault!"

"What is keeping me from killing you right this instance?"

"How about the fact that the amulet is bound to me and if you kill me you'll destroy any chance of Bonnie finding you?" She raised an eyebrow. "Also, killing me might close this pocket universe, and what would happen to you then?"

"It might send me home," he replied coldly as he caught her finger and kept it in an unforgiving grip.

"Or you could be sent somewhere else, somewhere worse," she sneered. "All alone."

"I am not afraid of being alone," he declared in a threatening tone.

"Then do it." Chloe ignored the pain in her neck and tilted it to offer him another bite at her the curve of her neck, the skin of which was broken and bloodied from his earlier attack - the bloodletting which had activated the amulet and brought them here in the first place. "Go ahead."

Niklaus moved quicker than lightning, forcing her tilt to a painful degree, presenting her neck even better to him. After a split second in which he visibly admired the way he'd torn into her neck earlier, he brought his mouth to the shredded mess and… ran his tongue over her open wound. It was a painful sensation, one that had her jerking instinctively.

"What are you waiting for?" She snapped.

He seemed to be considering something, and quickly came to a decision. With a sigh he once more moved with dizzying speed. The vampire grabbed Chloe's hair, yanked her head back, and shoved something up against her mouth. It was only when her throat moved instinctively and she'd swallowed two mouthfuls of thick metallic that Chloe realized he'd opened his own wrist with his teeth and was forcing her to drink his blood.

The blonde fought Niklaus but he was too strong. She was forced to swallow the blood to keep from drowning in it. The taste made her inside queasy in disgust.

It was only when he was good and ready that Niklaus shoved her away from him with so much force she nearly lost her footing and fell. "Don't read anything into this. If I didn't need you, you'd be dead already."

"Asshole!" Chloe snapped at she fought to keep on her feet.

"You're really ungrateful." Niklaus sneered at her. "I just healed your neck. I didn't have to do that."

"Ungrateful?" Chloe moved up towards him. "You're the reason why it needed healing!"

Niklaus' face shifted, he snarled and snapped his fangs in her face, and then raced away, leaving her alone in the blink of an eye.

"Real mature!" Chloe yelled into the air before she growled and stormed away.

…

Four days later Nikalus Mikaelson finally made his presence known. He stormed into the Salvatore Boarding House and threw himself on one of the comfy seats in the living room. There wasn't any acknowledgment of her presence as she lay on the sofa with a glass of scotch in one hand, and one of the books from the living room in the other. She didn't acknowledge him either as he sat there for thirty minutes in silence, nor when he got up and served himself something to drink as well before returning to his seat and drinking sulkily in utter silence.

Night fell upon them, and Chloe didn't get why electricity worked, but she was glad for that as she turned on the lights and got comfortable once more the sofa. She was halfway through the newest book she'd stolen from the library, and spent the next couple of hours intrigued with Gulliver's Travels. Only when she was done did she glance over in Niklaus' direction only to find him with a walkman, earphones in his ears as he listened to a CD. His head was thrown back, his eyes closed, and his foot shook, betraying his obvious enjoyment of whatever he was listening to.

I wonder what he's been doing these last couple of days. Probably trying to see if leaving Mystic Falls breaks the spell. Which, of course, it didn't. Bonnie and Damon had travelled the Continental US while trapped in their own time pocket.

Getting up, Chloe went to the kitchen and made herself a sandwich with the ingredients in the fridge, just like she did every night. But the time she'd wake up tomorrow the day would have reset itself and anything she'd eaten the day before would be there again, so she at least didn't have to worry about going hungry.

"You look very relaxed given the situation we've found ourselves in," Niklaus declared from behind her.

She jumped and twirled around to face him, gripping the knife she'd been using to spread the mayonnaise with tightly. "Don't do that!" She glared at the vampire who was leaning against the wall, watching her. "Damn it, Niklaus! You're going to give me a heart attack!" Shaking her head, she turned her back on him once more and returned to making her sandwich. "And anyway, it won't do me any good to get in a state. I've left messages carved into places both here and at Bonnie's house giving the day stated in the newspaper as well as my name." She glanced at him over her shoulder. "I figured if they knew you were here they mightn't want to get us out."

"Klaus."

She raised an eyebrow.

"I prefer Klaus," he informed her, completely ignoring the other part of what she'd said.

"Good for you." She finished spreading the mayonnaise and put down the knife. In seconds her hair blew in the wind and she found her hands pinned to the surface of the table by his, his body behind her. A muscle jumped in her cheek. "What. Do. You. Want?"

"I'm hungry." His breath was against her hair.

A moment's fear raced through her heart but she kept her voice even. "I'm sure there's blood here somewhere."

"I've looked. There's no blood anywhere. Stefan and Damon must not have been around during this year." Klaus' voice was low and vibrated against her ear. "It's not a good idea to starve a vampire when you're the only food source around."

He had a point, no matter how much she hated to admit it. "Let go of my hands."

Surprisingly enough he did so immediately and instead gripped the counter's edge as he remained pressed against her from behind.

Clearing her throat, Chloe gathered her blonde hair over one shoulder and tilted her neck, baring it to him. "Don't maul me like last time. I'm not your freaking chew toy."

"That was an attack," he informed her, as if she hadn't already known that. Klaus teased her neck with his teeth, nibbling on the skin softly before he suddenly bit down.

Chloe jolted at the sensation, but stuck between him and the edge of the counter there was no place for her to go. Green eyes widened and her breath escaped her parted lips loudly. Fingers joined his as she gripped the edge of the counter on each side of her body, her pinkies touching his thumbs. It hurt, it did, but it wasn't like the horrible attack she'd survived before. It hurt… but it also felt good.

Breathing heavy, Chloe's grip on the edge of the counter tightened painfully when she felt his purrs of pleasure vibrating through her. A surprising jolt of desire pierced through her lower stomach, and her face flushed in embarrassment, sure he'd be able to smell it soon enough. This… this wasn't supposed to be a turn on. This… this was supposed to be something she tolerated so he didn't go all Ripper on her!

Klaus finally let his fangs slide out from her skin, but his lips and tongue took their place as he lapped up the blood that continued to surge to the surface. Chloe's eyes closed and she found herself enjoying his ministrations, awed by the contrast between this feeding and the previous one.

Only when her blood had coagulated did Klaus pull away.

Chloe remained where she was and took in a deep breath before forcing herself to finish her sandwich in silence, and once done placed the things back in the fridge and threw the knife in the sink. Sandwich in hand, she was relieved to find him gone by the time she finally turned to where he would've been had he stayed. Chloe was not ready to accept the fact that she'd enjoyed what'd happened between the two of them, and was glad that he didn't expect her to do any sort of talking.

She found him in the living room, right back on his seat, earphones in, head, tilted back, and foot shaking in enjoyment of the music.

Throwing herself back on the sofa, Chloe flinched at the soreness in her neck and wondered why Klaus hadn't healed it this time like he had the last time. It wasn't as if it was bleeding though, so she pushed the thought out of her mind and started her newest book.

…

Seated cross-legged on the floor, Chloe watched Klaus stalk back and forth. It'd been fun at first to see him so frustrated, but by now he was getting her dizzy. It'd been two full weeks of their sharing the Salvatore House, with Chloe finding new places to try and leave messages for Bonnie and Stefan in the future, but so far either they hadn't found the messages, or they hadn't found a way to get Chloe and Klaus out of this pocket of time.

She hoped Lois was okay.

"Elijah and Rebekah should have gotten me out by now!" Klaus had been snapping things like this for the last couple of hours while pacing back and forth. "What are they doing? Sitting down on their hands while bloody sipping tea?"

"They can't exactly sip on tea if they're sitting on their hands, now, can they?" Chloe asked in a deceptively helpful tone.

He ignored her, as he'd been doing to each and every one of her smart-alecky responses to his snarls.

Chloe leaned her head hard against the wall and gazed up at the ceiling.

"If they don't get me out of here soon I'll dagger them!" He kicked at the wall seconds before twirling on his heel and continuing to pace.

"How exactly do you plan on doing that if they don't get you out?" Chloe wanted to know.

Not surprisingly, Klaus continued to ignore her.

Rolling her eyes, Chloe pushed to her feet and left the room.

"Oi!" He called after her. "Where are you going?"

"Away from you!" She called at him over her shoulder as she moved towards the front door, only to find him suddenly leaning in front of it, trapping her inside. "Are you lonely?"

"If I didn't know that I'd go insane with boredom if you weren't around I'd kill you," he informed her casually, as if talking about the weather.

"I thought you weren't scared of being alone." She threw his earlier words at him.

"I'm not." He made a face. "I just would prefer not to be alone." He raised an eyebrow and grinned. "Plus, you're the only source of blood here."

"Right." She nodded in agreement. "Does this mean you're done throwing a tantrum?"

Klaus' lips parted. "That was not a tantrum!"

"Is that so?" Chloe laughed, she couldn't keep the sound from slipping from her lips. "Then, pray tell, what exactly was that?"

Klaus opened his mouth, closed it, and then, surprisingly enough, grinned. "Venting."

"Hhhmmmm." She moved closer to him. "Are you done venting, then?"

"For today," he informed her, that grin still in place. "I'm sure I'll have more to vent about later. You are the only company I have in this hell hole and you are vexing."

"Ha!" She flicked his chest with her finger and turned on her heel, marching away.

Klaus followed close behind. "How was your cousin turned?"

She stopped and turned to look at him in surprise. In these two weeks he'd never showed any interest in her (other than to feed) or in her life outside of this time pocket. "Why?"

"I'm bored," he informed her with a half-shrug. "Amuse me."

Well, that figured. "Our friend was turned when she unknowingly pledged a vampire sorority." Chloe still couldn't believe that Lana Lang was a vampire. "She was planning on turning Lois and I, to make us lures like her, when another friend saved us… but not before she'd changed Lois." Clark had made it his mission to hunt down Lana and stop her from hurting others, while Chloe had made it hers to help Lois find a way to walk in the sunlight again and control her vampiric urges so she could live life again.

Klaus continued to eye her silently.

"It should've been me, it was going to be me first, but Lois mouthed off when Lana came at me and so Lana directed her fury on Lois." Chloe still couldn't forgive herself for being unable to stop it. "I have to help her, I—if it wasn't for her trying to protect me she never would've been turned. This is my fault. If she can't learn how to control her hunger—."

"I could Compel her to," Klaus informed her in an odd tone.

Chloe looked up at him in shock. "What?"

Klaus eyed Chloe in silence before he let out a deep breath. "I'm an Original Vampire, and with that status comes certain perks. Perks like being able to Compel other vampires and get them to do what I want them to… as long as they are not on vervain." His gaze lowered to where she'd gripped the material of her blouse over her heart. "I could Compel your cousin so that she could control her hunger, and she would, just like that." He snapped his fingers for emphasis.

Hope sprung up in her chest. "Could you really?"

He nodded. "It wouldn't be for free."

Her breath left her loudly. "Well of course it wouldn't." Folding her arms over her chest, Chloe glared at him. "What would the price be?"

"I'm not sure yet," Klaus informed her as he moved passed her, knocking his shoulder into hers softly. "What do you have to offer?"

Twirling on her heel, Chloe chased after him as he walked through the long, winding boarding house. "I don't have anything you can't Compel for yourself."

"True," Klaus acknowledged as he threw himself down on the sofa and eyed her curiously. "I seem to have all the cards. You'll have to help your cousin the old fashioned way."

"Niklaus, have I told you today how much I hate you?" Chloe asked resentfully as she stood there, hip jutted out, hands folded defiantly over her chest.

"It's Klaus." He grinned brightly. "And, yes, you have."

"Well, Niklaus, I hate you." She made her way towards the front door once more.

This time he didn't try to stop her.

…

"I can't believe you drank all the booze in the house before the day can reset - and want more." Chloe wasn't sure whether she was disgusted or impressed. But if she was being honest, walking around the supermarket was a nice change of pace, even if Niklaus was filling the cart she was pushing around with nothing but different sorts of liquor.

"Really, love, we both needed to get out of the house," he informed her as he came back with two huge bottles of rum. His grin was wide as he shook them at her. "Let's have a party."

"It's not a party if there are only two of us," she informed him.

"You're a boring old woman," he informed her as he put one of the bottles in the cart and uncapped the other, taking a long drink from it. When he was done he voiced his approval of the taste and turned to her with a playful grin. "Maybe we were brought here so I can teach you to loosen up."

"Maybe we were brought here because you attacked me, unprovoked, and triggered a spell prematurely," she countered with an innocent smile on her face.

He pouted. "Still haven't forgiven me for that, huh?"

She motioned around her at the empty world they were living in. "Of course I haven't."

"Well, at least I'm more interesting a person to be stuck in here with than Stefan." Klaus flung an arm around her shoulder and leaned in close, as if sharing some deep dark secret with her that he didn't want anyone else overhearing. "I don't know what happened to him, but he's become so boring."

Chloe didn't want to laugh, but she couldn't help herself. "Stefan's not boring."

"Oh, but he is." Klaus turned his head to look at her, eyes wide. "He used to be a blast in the roaring 20s! Imagine my surprise when I meet him again and he's so… blah."

When he drifted into silence, she sent him a sideways glance and noticed that he'd trailed off of his rant regarding Stefan's boringness in favor of staring at the curve of her neck. Klaus' gaze seemed to be on the marks that were permanently there, his fang marks. The veins under his eyes darkened as he gulped and licked his lips.

Surprised, given the fact that he only fed once a day and did so at night, Chloe recovered quickly and found herself instinctively drawing her hair aside, stretching her neck in offering.

The sight caused Klaus to jolt visibly, his gaze raising up to her face in question.

Confused at the question in those eyes, Chloe shook her shoulder in invitation.

Klaus eyed her shoulder, her face, her neck, and then smirked as he leaned in. Yet instead of biting, Klaus nipped at her skin and pulled away when she shrieked in surprise at the ticklish jolt that it gave her. He snickered in amusement and then was off to get more booze.

Hand to her neck, Chloe watched him go, a confused expression on her face.

…

"Dear Diary," Klaus droned on from behind her, his voice higher than usual and appropriately dramatic. "I'm stuck with that devilishly handsome vampire who has my nethers in a fluster. All the sexual frustration is leaving me miserable inside. I wish he'd take me with his large, throbbing manhood."

Chloe's attempt to keep her face straight failed miserably as she glanced upwards to see his mischievous smile beaming down on her. "Niklaus, you never told me you're dyslexic."

"Klaus." He jumped down from the angel statue he'd been leaning against and plonked himself next to her at its feet. "Writing in a diary in a cemetery on a foggy day… isn't that overly dramatic?"

"I'm not writing in a diary." Chloe showed him the notebook she'd been writing in. "I was making a list."

"A list." He raised an eyebrow.

"Of what I'm going to do once I get out of here," she clarified.

Klaus glanced around them. "Why are you doing that in the cemetery?"

Chloe shrugged. "Stefan said that the first time he officially met Elena it was here, and she was writing in her diary in this exact spot, so I figured it might be good luck."

"Ah." Klaus nodded and leaned back against the angel with a knowing expression. "You were hoping history would repeat itself and you'd meet a dashing, vampiric Prince Charming of your own."

She grinned. Niklaus could be a huge asshole, but he was a fun one. "Yes, I was. And then you had to appear and remind me I'm stuck with you instead."

Klaus faked a hurt expression as he brought his hand to his heart. He then sat up, shoulder against hers as he glanced over at her notebook once more. "What's in this list?"

"Helping Lois is obviously the first priority," Chloe began as she tapped the first entry on her list with her pencil. "It'll take a while, I have no idea how long, but we'll work through it, and she's stubborn, she'll fight for control and win." Of that she was sure. Lois hated being a vampire, being a danger to humans in general (and her loved ones in particular) and Chloe knew that Lois would gain control of her Hunger and kick its ass. "Once the three of us are back, though—."

"Wait." Klaus' smile disappeared immediately. "You're still planning on going back into a time bubble when we get out of this one?"

"Once Bonnie has been able to stabilize and ready one for us… yes." Chloe doodled a smiling, fanged mouth on the page. She'd meant the mouth to be Lois', but the lips were clearly masculine the more she looked at them. "It's why I came to Mystic Falls in the first place, remember?"

Klaus smiled, but the expression didn't meet his eyes. "Don't you think you'd be bored? You would've just escaped this hell… only to spend who knows how long in another time pocket with only your rabid cousin and boring old Stefan as company."

"She's not rabid." Chloe glared at him before taking in a deep breath, calming herself. "And I like spending time with Stefan." She smirked. "Plus you tell me that I'm a boring old woman, so that basically makes Stefan and I a perfect match."

"I wouldn't say that," Klaus informed her with a disgusted look. "I cannot imagine you with him."

A part of Chloe, the one that was used to guys overlooking her in favor of beautiful brunettes, felt her defenses prickling instinctively. "Why not? Elena's asleep for who knows how long, Bonnie's with Damon now, and considering Stefan had that fling with Rebekah he's proven he likes blondes." She gave a half-shrug as her gaze returned to her notebook and she dragged the tip of the pen heavily on the page. "And he's a tall, dark haired guy with a savior complex and more than occasionally gives into a broody demeanor." She gave a small laugh. "He's definitely the type I always go for."

There was silence, and then Klaus laughed, the sound somewhat mocking. "Well, no wonder you reek of sexual frustration."

Flushing in embarrassment, Chloe sidled him with a narrowed glare. "Maybe I 'reek of sexual frustration' because I've been stuck here for a month with you!"

"Oh no, you reeked of it from the first moment I saw you." Klaus was showing no ounce of mercy. "You reek of sexual frustration because Stefan Salvatore is your type." He sidled a little closer and in a very casual move rested his arm over her tense shoulders, his smile now an insufferable smirk. "I think you need to change your type, love."

What exactly was his endgame with this play? "Are you sexually frustrated, Niklaus?" At the shock on his face, Chloe raised an eyebrow, reluctantly amused. "Has the dry spell you've gone through during this whole month left you making advances on the one source of relief around you?"

"Klaus." He opened his mouth, closed it, and then opened it again. "Are you offering to provide said relief?"

If it wasn't for the fact that she was literally the only person he could find that relief from she would've been flattered. As it was, though, Chloe knew better than to let his question do anything to her ego. "If we don't get out in two more weeks I'll consider it." Closing her book shut with a snap, Chloe walked away from Klaus towards the direction of the car.

"Love?" He called oddly from behind her.

Gripping the notebook to her chest, Chloe turned around to face him. "Yes, Niklaus?"

Klaus was leaning back on his elbows, eyeing her with an odd glint in his eyes. "How about we blow this town?"

She paused in confusion, not sure exactly what to say. "But Bonnie—."

"Might find your many vandalizing carvings tomorrow, or she might find them two years from now," Klaus interrupted with seemingly little care for the subject as he pushed up to his feet. He skipped towards her and once more threw an arm around her shoulder as he turned her around and moved her towards the car. "I will be damned if I spend two years in Mystic Falls."

Confusion filled her, but it was mixed with intrigue as Klaus walked her towards the car and stole the keys from her pocket. "What are you suggesting?"

"New York, Las Vegas…" He leaned close. "Let's see if we can get to Hawaii." He grinned. "And if we can… the world's our oyster."

"Hawaii?" Chloe bit her bottom lip, feeling temptation bubbling up inside of her. "I've never been to Hawaii."

"That is a shame." Klaus tutted as he opened the passenger's side door for her. "One that I will have to rectify immediately."

Chloe slipped into the front passenger's seat. "Immediately?"

Klaus grinned brightly. "Immediately." And with that he closed the door.

…

"Say it," Klaus ordered as he loomed over her.

"No." Chloe turned her back on him as she stretched out happily on the beach-side lounge chair. Wearing one of the many bikinis she'd 'borrowed' from the store, she bathed in the sun, lazy and tranquil. She still couldn't believe she was here, in Hawaii, basking in the sun, drinking alcohol and cooking food in one of the hotels' kitchens. They'd commandeered the penthouse suite and had made it their own, he in one room and her in another.

"Say it." Klaus' shadow loomed over her, blocking every little bit of sunlight.

"Fine." Twirling to lay on her back, Chloe stared up at him. "You. Were. Right."

Klaus grinned toothily, cupping his ear as he tilted his head towards her. "What was that?"

"Nobody likes a show off," she informed him with a raised eyebrow, but when he merely smirked at her she rolled her eyes and nodded. "You were right. This is much better than spending time waiting in Mystic Falls." She licked her lips. "And as long as we keep calling home and leaving messages not only will Bonnie and Stefan know where we are, but we'll be able to get into contact with them the second they arrive in this time pocket."

"Exactly." He nodded with a grin as he reached over her and picked up her bottle of wine from where it was inside of the bucket of ice.

Chloe snatched it from him and smiled as she took a sip.

Klaus' grin grew as he watched her.

…

"Anything?" Chloe asked as she peeked her head in.

Klaus stood by the window, arms folded over his chest, expression dark as he peered out at the beautiful scenery.

"Niklaus?" Realizing he was so concentrated on whatever he was thinking that he hadn't even heard her, Chloe frowned as she stepped into the room. "Niklaus?"

The Original Vampire jolted slightly and peered over his shoulder at her. "Let's go to London."

The blonde blinked in shock, not having expected that in the least bit. "London?"

"Yes." He turned to face her, a smile on his face which didn't reach his eyes. "Let's go visit London, and then check the rest of Europe." He moved closer. "I'm getting angsty."

"So, no answer, huh?" Chloe sighed as she threw herself down on his bed. "I was sure that they would've figured something out by now." She bit her bottom lip. "Are you sure you're dialing the right number?" Chloe reached over and grabbed the telephone, intent on dialing the Salvatore Boarding House.

"Of course I know the number," Klaus muttered as he took the phone from her and placed it on the side table once more. "Have you ever been to London?"

Eyeing the phone, Chloe realized that Klaus was actually way more affected by their time here than she'd thought. He hid his emotions well, she'd been so convinced that he was enjoying himself, and yet here he was, obviously uncomfortable and angsty. He looked like a lion trying its hardest not to pace in its cage. "How do you expect to get from here to London?"

Immediately his smile went wide. "I'm glad you asked." He sat down next to her. "There's a private yacht on the other side of the island."

Chloe stared at him in silence before she finally shook her head. "No."

Klaus' frown returned. "No?"

"This is far enough from Mystic Falls. If we went on a yacht to England… the amount of time it would take to go back… what if Bonnie and Stefan only have a certain time frame in which they can get us back? Hawaii is far enough on its own, but England? It's pushing it."

"What if they never come?" Klaus wanted to know.

"What if they come tomorrow?" Chloe countered. "You can go to England. You enjoy yourself. Me? I'm staying here, I'm going to enjoy myself, and then I'm going back to Mystic Falls."

"I thought we were going to pull a Bonnie and Damon and visit the Continental US," Klaus suddenly changed tactics, eyes narrowed, seeming insulted for some reason. "Are you saying you're just going to give it all up and go back to Boringsville?" He sat up taller and loomed over her. "And why are you so anxious to get back all of a sudden? They're not there. The witch nor Stefan are in Mystic Falls. And as long as they are not there we don't have any reason to be there either!"

"Why are you so annoyed?" Chloe asked curiously as she turned on the bed to face him.

"Why am I annoyed?" Klaus snarled at himself as he threw his hands in the air. "I don't know! Maybe because you're the least accommodating person to be trapped in time with! You're no fun! You're—you're—what are you doing!"

Chloe couldn't believe it. She'd seen it but just couldn't… She laughed in amusement and looked up at him. "You're throwing a tantrum because you're horny!"

"I'm not—!" Klaus groaned when she gave an experimental tug on him. "—throwing a tantrum!"

"Mmmmhhmmm?" Chloe hummed as she pulled in closer and straddled his hips while entwining her fingers behind his neck.

Klaus' eyes scanned her face. "So it's a yes?"

Chloe's answer was to kiss him.

Groaning, Klaus wrapped his arms around her and didn't let go as he lowered her down onto the bed.

…

The next two weeks went by in a blur. Chloe found herself in a constant state of either arousal or sleepiness, one usually proceeding the other (in that order). There probably wasn't a place in the hotel or its surroundings where she and Niklaus hadn't had sex, and she realized she might have an outdoors kink. It also wasn't until Wednesday on the third week that she realized that she was having so much fun that she'd stopped making sure Klaus had called the house. He'd insisted he be the one to do so, and in an effort to give him a job in order to help him feel productive (and thus keep him from being moody) she'd agreed to that. Plus, he wanted to get out of there into their time just as badly as her so she didn't see the issue.

"A journalist." Klaus shook his head, a smirk on his lips and surprise in his eyes. "I can't picture it."

"Why not?" Chloe leaned up on her elbows as her back soaked in the wonderful sunlight.

"Well, you don't seem the ruthless type," he responded.

"Oh, I've been ruthless in my day," she informed him with some shame as she remembered the deal she'd made with Lionel Luthor when she'd been young, vulnerable, hurt and stupid. Even now she couldn't look back on those days without a flinch.

"So why does the world not know vampires exist if you're some hotshot journalist?" Klaus wanted to know curiously, teasingly.

"Well, the only vampires I know are people I care about," Chloe responded truthfully. "I wouldn't want to do anything to put them in danger, especially not now that Lois is a part of the community."

Klaus eyed her oddly. "Have you ever considered taking the bite?"

"You mean become a vampire?" She guessed, and when he nodded she made a face. "I haven't really given it any thought, no."

"Why not?" Klaus wanted to know as he sat up. "Your cousin's a vampire now. That means you'll grow old and die and she'll live on by herself."

"Lois makes friends easily," Chloe assured him as she sat up and hugged her knees to her chest. "I'd make sure she had someone… Plus, I know that Stefan wouldn't let her—."

"Ah yes, the Salvatore brother with the hero hair." Klaus rolled his eyes as he leaned in closer. "I thought you actually liked your cousin."

"You know, for someone who swears Stefan was your bestie in the 20s, you sure do talk smack about him a lot," she informed him, eyebrow raised.

"Do I?" Klaus asked curiously.

"Yes, you do."

"Hmmmm." Klaus' gaze searched her face. "I could do it."

"Yes, you could, and you do," she laughed as she once more stretched herself down on her stomach on the towel, her weight on her elbows.

"No." All playfulness was gone from Klaus' tone. "I mean that I could give you the bite."

Shock raced through her at the unexpected offer. "Why would you do that?"

"Consider it a gift," he replied, tone odd.

"If you're going to give me a 'gift', why not just Compel Lois to be able to control herself?" Chloe wanted to know in confusion. "That's the gift I really need."

Displeasure crossed his face. He opened his mouth, closed it, and then got up. The Original Vampire stalked away down the beach, body tense.

Chloe watched him go and realized that she would never understand Niklaus Mikaelson.

…

Niklaus spent that night out and Chloe realized in shock just how much she actually missed him, his absence felt in the room they now shared. She tried to read some of the books she'd taken from the bookstore in the hotel, but her glance kept going to the clock and then to the door. Was Klaus really not going to come back? Why in the world had he been so insulted?

Finally giving up her attempt to be immersed in the book, Chloe reached for the phone. She dialed the number she'd learnt by heart and listened to the dial-tone ring out until she got Zach Salvatore's machine. "Hey Stefan, Bonnie, it's me, Chloe. Niklaus is somewhere having a snit so he isn't the one calling today like usual." She gazed up at the ceiling. "He might've forgotten to re-record the message the last couple of days, I don't know, we've been busy… But since the day resets and we're not sure whether that means the messages will be deleted or not… here I am with today's message." She stood and went to the window. "We're in Hawaii, believe it or not. Niklaus got angsty and somehow, thankfully, we managed to make it to Hawaii without the boat - I don't know - resetting to its original location at each day's end. Then again, Bonnie and Damon travelled the states while they were in their time bubble, so I shouldn't have been too worried about that." She left the name of the hotel and their room number while she remembered that. "How trippy is it that everything works in a time bubble - but everyone else has just disappeared? And everything repeats itself? I don't blame Niklaus for getting weird—."

"What are you doing?"

Chloe turned towards to find Klaus standing in the open doorway, a frown on his face. "I'm leaving today's message for Bonnie and Stefan." She turned her back on him and returned her gaze out of the window. "Well, His Royal Sulkiness has arrived, so I'll cut the message short. Bye." Hanging up the call, Chloe turned to him and her eyes widened to find Klaus right behind her. "That's it! I'm getting you a bell to hang around your neck!"

Klaus took the phone from her and threw it over his shoulder on the bed before, in seconds, he had Chloe pressed against the wall with his fangs in her neck and his thigh between hers, rubbing her as he tore open her shirt.

Head tilted back, Chloe closed her eyes and groaned as pleasure began to coil deep in her gut.

…

Chloe wasn't exactly sure why Klaus had decided they needed to travel to New Orleans after they left Hawaii (his cabin fever was growing), but she found herself enjoying the hell out of the city, even if it was empty. It had a power to it, a feeling of ancient magic and, well, it was obviously a fun place to be. She'd definitely wanted to see what the place would be like with actual people around.

"I used to love this place," Klaus muttered, lips against her skin as she sat on his lap, his arms around her body and his mouth teasing her skin. "I had thought of settling down, but we had to leave due to my father."

Chloe leaned back against his chest, searching for a more comfortable position as she reached behind her and massaged her fingers against his scalp. Like she'd suspected, at just the mention of the father who'd hunted him and his siblings for centuries, Klaus tensed. Her fingers worked over him, slowly relaxing him. "Is this your first time back since then?"

"Technically, yes, but I don't count this trip," Klaus answered, voice a purr of pleasure at her ministrations. "I love this place, but this isn't truly New Orleans. New Orleans is alive. Its people make up half of its charm." He nibbled on the curve of her neck. "Next time we come will be my true return. I'll show you the real New Orleans. You will love it as much as I do."

Chloe's eyes widened and her hands froze. Was he talking about after they got out of the time pocket? Because it sure seemed so. "Why don't you let me decide that for myself?"

"I will, love," he chuckled. "But I just know you well by now."

"Someone's feeling cockier than usual." She could hear the amusement in her own voice. "What has you in such a good mood, Niklaus?"

"Do I have to have a reason?" He wanted to know as his hands raised to cup her breasts over her chest.

Her smile turned wicked as she circled her hips on his lap. "Want to inaugurate New Orleans?"

He chuckled. "I thought you'd never ask."

…

She. Loved. New. Orleans. Two months passed with Klaus showing her every inch of the place, while recounting the many misadventures and fun he'd had with Marcel and others. He told her about life with his siblings (whichever were talking to him at that time period in his life). His stories about his family mostly revolved around Rebekah and Elijah, who seemed to have been his closest family members. There were so many great and unusual stories, and the way that Klaus' face lit up when he told them was fascinating. Sure, she enjoyed the stories, but she enjoyed his expressions and mischievous glee as he recounted them even more.

Chloe realized that Klaus was right. She'd love this place even more when there were more people, when there was singing and dancing and everything that made New Orleans so alive. She was going to come back once she back.

Klaus was out doing something, he had something cooking up, she wasn't sure what but knew he was planning something, some sort of surprise. It was only when she finished writing in her third notebook that she realized that she hadn't actually made the phone call to Mystic Falls in quite a while. The blonde reached for the phone and dialed the Salvatore's number, waiting for it to ring out patiently before beginning to leave her message. "Hey Stefan, Bonnie, it's me again. I know it's probably useless to keep leaving these messages but—."

A click. "Chloe?"

Chloe's eyes widened and she nearly dropped the phone as she stood. "Lois?"

"Chloe!" Lois cried out in relief. "We've been so worried! When you weren't in Hawaii we—!"

"Hawaii?" Chloe asked in confusion. "Why would you look for us there?"

"Because that's the last place you told us where you were!" Lois snapped at her. "We got so worried! We went to Hawaii when you wouldn't answer the phone, but there's been no answer from you! We've been searching all over but Bonnie's magic isn't tracking you down! We thought you and Klaus were dead! Why didn't you leave a message saying wherever you guys are now?"

"But we have," Chloe whispered as she sat down once more. "Niklaus has been leaving messages every day."

"Chloe." Lois' voice was soft. "The only message logged in this answering machine is the one that you sent from Hawaii. There's nothing else. Klaus Mikaelson lied to you. He never left one message."

Chloe stared ahead of her in horrified shock, in betrayal. She told Lois where she was and agreed that she'd make her way towards Mystic Falls immediately. In fact she nearly got up and left the second that she ended the phone call, almost left Klaus and denied him the chance at freedom like he had her, but in the end she couldn't do that. In the end she sat in the driver's seat, not even coming out when Klaus rounded the corner, a large smile on his face, only to stop when he noticed her in the car with the running engine.

In seconds he was at her door, which he pulled open, concern on his face. "What happened? What's wrong?"

"I spoke to Lois today." Chloe knew her tone betrayed her anger and hurt. "They're waiting for us in Mystic Falls." She clenched her hands. "Why did you lie to me?" Green eyes rose to meet his finally. "I trusted you."

Klaus gulped, his lips pressed in a grim line, his face a mask of defiance, of anger. He wouldn't meet her gaze but his body language did not show any hint of remorse.

"Get in the car or stay, I don't care." With that she yanked the door out of his grip and slammed it shut. She stared in front of her, refusing to look at him, disgusted, disappointed, humiliated and hurt. When he didn't move she put the car into gear and began to reverse. Klaus suddenly was at the passenger door. He yanked it open, slid in, and slammed it shut.

Silence.

Locking the car doors, Chloe reversed out rapidly and peeled out of the parking lot.

…

"Are you going to ignore me the whole drive?" Klaus asked casually as his fingertips trailed over the dashboard. "Because it will be a very boring trip if so."

"What is there to say?" Chloe wanted to know as she tightened her grip on the steering wheel. They were close to Mystic Falls by now, close to saying goodbye to this time pocket and to each other. Chloe had once thought she and Klaus might be able to maintain some semblance of a relationship, of a friendship, once they left, but she knew now that after this it wouldn't be possible.

If Klaus had had any sort of respect for her, if he'd cared even the slightest bit about her he never would've done what he had. There was no way that she could be friends - be anything - with someone like that.

"I'm not going to apologize," Klaus informed her, completely unrepentant. "I did nothing wrong."

She hit the brakes and brought them to a screeching halt in the middle of the road. "Are you that much of an idiot?" She slammed the heels of her palms into the steering wheel. "Because of you we could've been stick in here forever!"

"Don't be dramatic."

"Dramatic?" She glared at him furiously. "Don't push me, Klaus!"

For the first time since this conversation had begun, Klaus looked disturbed. "Niklaus."

"What?" She glared at him.

"You never call me Klaus," he answered. "Don't call me Klaus. It sounds wrong coming from you."

"That is the least important—!" Chloe growled. "How could you do this to me?"

"Do what?" Klaus wanted to know, tone defiant. "Show you places you've never seen before? Offer you Europe?"

"You lied to my face!" Chloe couldn't keep her voice from trembling with emotion. "You knew how worried I was about my cousin! How desperate I was to get out of here so I could help her!"

"You weren't driven by worry, you felt guilty because she was turned while trying to protect you," Klaus drawled, his eyes and tone lacking any sort of compassion. "The only reason why you were so desperate to get out of here was so your self-appointed penance could begin. Don't pretend your reasons were altruistic, they were your only way to assuage your guilt. Your reasons were, and have always been, selfish."

She flinched. Was that really how he saw her? Hurt bloomed in her chest as she looked away and fought the desire to cry. She wouldn't give him the pleasure. He wasn't worth it.

Instead of speaking, of continuing the fight, she instead stepped on the accelerator and floored it out of there.

She couldn't wait to be as far away from Niklaus Mikaelson as she could get.

…

"Hi, you guys almost here?" Stefan was the one to answer when she dialed the number late that night.

"We're three hours away." She lay on the bed of the motel room she'd claimed for herself. "I'd keep driving if I could, but I'm barely managing to stay awake as is."

"Why doesn't Klaus just take over?" Stefan wanted to know.

"His Royal Highness cannot be bothered to." She snarled and then sighed. "He and I aren't on the best of terms right now. The best thing we can do is give each other some space before one of us is killed." Despite the fact that Klaus was a vampire, and thus basically immortal, Chloe was still betting on herself to win that fight given just how pissed off she was. "I can't wait until we get there." She closed her eyes. "Once we're back home I hope I never see him ever again."

"Where are you? Are you sure you can't push on?"

She told him the name of the motel and its approximate location, before confirming she was too tired to continue on. "We'll get there by tomorrow morning, Stef."

They spoke for a little longer before Chloe fell asleep on the line. She was so emotionally wrecked she fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until many hours later that she woke up. At first she wasn't sure why she'd woken up, but then she felt an arm tighten its grip around her waist, drawing her close against a chest which rose and fell in tranquil breath. Klaus' legs curled around hers, trapping her against him just as effectively as his grip around her waist.

Lying there, feeing Klaus' breath against her neck, Chloe couldn't stop the tears she'd been holding since she'd found out about his deception. While no sound escaped her lips, Chloe's body shook softly with her silent sobs as the vampire slept tightly wrapped around her, like he usually did.

She must've fallen asleep, because the next time she opened her eyes there was sunlight streaming in through the windows, and she was alone in bed. Chloe battled conflicted feelings as she got up, bathed and then froze when she opened the door to find the car missing. She looked at the keys in her hand and then at the empty parking lot in confusion. Not exactly sure what was going on, she made her way to Klaus' door and knocked.

There was a stumble, a groan, and then Niklaus opened the door, his chest bare and his hair ruffled. He brought a hand up to shield his gaze from the sunlight behind her as he stared at her expectantly.

Chloe motioned to where the car had been.

Klaus peered passed her at the empty parking lot. "Where's the car?"

"I don't know." She held up the keys. "It should be there."

His sleepy gaze landed on her. "Is this some sort of trick?"

"No." She stared at her keys in growing confusion. What in the world was happening?

Klaus yawned and stretched like a cat might. "Call Stefan. Make him be useful and pick us up."

A little embarrassed for not having thought of that sooner, Chloe nodded and returned to her room, where she immediately called the Salvatore Boarding House.

No one answered.

TBC