Hello my lovelies, while writing the sequel to return and remember this story popped into my head. It was meant to be a one-shot at first, but, as usual the words got away from me.

This will be a short story, compared to my others. I imagine, as of now five chapters, no more than ten. I hope you will enjoy this as it is my gift to all Klaroline fans and my faithful readers.

Happy reading and remember to review in the end! :D

Tyler was being a jerk, and Caroline was fed up to say the least. She wanted to believe that Tyler wanted to desiccate Klaus for good and at first so did she, but now she wasn't so sure.

After her talk with Stefan, Caroline had begun to realize Klaus wasn't all bad. Sure he had done some horrible things, but so had she. Right?

Instead of heading home after her talk with Stefan, Caroline decided to walk through the woods to think. She knew it was dangerous at night with the hybrids and all, but at this point she didn't care.

She stopped when she heard a distant commotion and, ignoring her self-preservation, Caroline quietly went towards it. She halted when she saw Klaus standing in the middle of what looked to be a battle with a sword in his hand, and massacred bodies all around him. She gasped as she realized they were the hybrids Tyler had helped. The hybrids Klaus had created so he wouldn't be lonely.

The gasp caused Klaus to turn and see her. Caroline wanted to run, but she found her legs wouldn't move. With vampire speed, Klaus was standing in front of her. The sword was still in his hands. She saw anger, hurt, and betrayal lining his features, and she couldn't help but feel they were meant for her.

Dropping the sword on the ground, Klaus reached up with his left hand and grasped her throat tightly. She struggled against his grasp, but she was no match for the Hybrid. She closed her eyes as she thought this was going to be her end, and thought about her mother. Her mother would be alone, now, all because of Tyler and his stupid need to be Alpha. It was at this moment Caroline realized she only came second or perhaps third in Tyler's life. He didn't care that much to make her first in his life, and now she would die with a broken heart because she, in turn, had hurt this broken Original.

"Give me one good reason, why I shouldn't kill you right now?" Klaus hissed, anger seeping into his words.

At this point he didn't have a whole lot of mercy, and it was a shame for it to be wasted on someone who had betrayed him time and again. Who only used him and toyed with him.

Caroline gasped, trying to move his hand as she grasped his wrist with both of her hands. "Kl…Kla…Klaus." She wheezed out, her blue eyes filling with tears.

Klaus tilted his head and smirked. "I can't hear you, love." He mocked as his anger neared a boiling point. He wanted her to suffer for what she had done to him.

"Did you honestly think I would fall for your little game again?" He asked, his eyes flashing into amber.

Caroline closed her eyes and felt his grip tightening even more.

"Did you think that I would sit by and watch you take away the very thing I have lived for a thousand years to accomplish?" He continued to ask.

Caroline let out a whimper and slowly shook her head.

Klaus laughed hurtfully, and Caroline knew his humanity was fighting for control.

"Pl…Please." She whispered, with a gasp at the end when he squeezed her neck tighter.

Klaus' eyes narrowed as she spoke. "Please what, Caroline." He replied with malice, easing up on his grip, allowing her to speak.

She gasped with the little air she was allowed, and the tears fell freely down her face. Gone was the romantic man of a few weeks ago. Now here was the man who killed entire villages, wanting an answer. She gasped again, and her fingers loosened up on his wrist. She wanted to tell him she never wanted to hurt him, but that would be a lie, until now. Caroline looked into Klaus' eyes and saw pain and anguish. Her heart began to break as she knew she had caused this.

Klaus saw her heartbroken tears fall down her white face as she closed her eyes. His heart clenched in his chest, and felt his anger beginning to melt away, and he hated it.

"Please what, Caroline?" He asked, softly.

Caroline opened her eyes and watched the anger disappear from his face only to be replaced with more hurt and betrayal. That hurt worse than the anger.

"Please," She began in a tearful whisper. "Please, go ahead and kill me." She finished, her voice getting stronger and so was her courage.

Klaus looked at her curiously. He had thought she would beg for her life, but here she was offering for him to kill her.

"Why should I, Caroline?" He demanded, his eyes narrowing watching skeptically.

Caroline closed her eyes for a second and opened them with the strength she had left. "Because I'm sorry for what I've done to you, you've been nothing but respectful and caring to me and I betrayed that. All I ask is that you will look after my mother." She requested, not knowing if he would, but she wanted at least for him to know her last thought would be of her mom, no one else except maybe him.

Klaus scoffed. "What makes you think I will do that for you?" He asked with a sneer, clutching her throat tighter.

Caroline gasped and rolled her eyes up to the dark starry sky. "Be…beca…because I know you honor your word, even if others don't." She gasped out, tears falling more and more.

That broke his last wall. Narrowing his eyes, he clutched her throat and with a twist of his wrist, broke her neck.

As her limp body fell to the ground, Klaus wiped his hand over his mouth and remembered the blood that had splattered over his body as he slaughtered the dozen hybrids. It was then he shuddered at the thought of Caroline's blood added to his carnage.

Kneeling beside her body, Klaus closed his eyes, as the first tears of the night fell from his blood covered eyes.

"I spared your life, Caroline, because I can't bring myself to kill you." He whispered, as he leaned over to her ear. "I could never kill you. You are my weakness, Caroline." He stated, brushing her blonde hair away from her unconscious face.

Gathering her up in his arms, as well as the sword, Klaus headed home. When she comes to, she would find that Klaus was more merciful than anyone gave him credit for, especially when it came to his weakness.

After laying her in a spare bedroom, Klaus went downstairs to his painting room, and began to paint. The image that appeared on the canvas startled even him.

It was a blonde angel. A beautiful blonde angel dressed in white with a Christmas snow all around her. The face amazed him as he painted with amazing detail. It was Caroline.

Caroline, his Christmas Angel.

What did you think? Want to read more? Let me know.

I expect to have another chapter up tonight if I can or at the very least tomorrow. I have alot of cooking to do for Christmas, but I should have a little time to write.

For those reading and waiting for the sequel to R&R, I'm working on it now, and hope to have the first chapter up tonight. An extra Christmas gift to you.

Merry Christmas to you all!

Until Next Time...