Hey guys my second one shot in two days! :D I must admit I really do love Klaroline so probably everything I write will be based on them. I love story ideas so if anyone has anything they want me to write just let me know! See ya at the bottom...

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The Gilbert Family home. The place of so many happy memories for me but now it is just the cage holding the crazed, maddened, murderous Original Hybrid. So while all my friends are away on some spooky island that could lead them to certain death I am currently being sent on the ever repeating mission of 'The Little Blonde Distraction'.

I hate this, why do I have to do this? Does he honestly deserve it? I mean yeah sure, Klaus has done a lot of bad things, lots of unbelievably horrid things actually, but he is still human deep down inside. He is lonely, hurt and just wants to be accepted and be able to trust people.

As I slowly walk up the porch steps that creak loudly beneath me I look over the text Tyler has sent me:

"Hey Care! Klaus is locked in the living room in Elena's house by a spell Bonnie put on it. We need you to calm him down, he is after blood and you are the only one able to reason with him while the rest of the guys try to get the cure. I should make it over later on to check on you. Thanks Care!

Tyler"

I take a big sigh as I reach the front door. No "I love you, be careful" or an "I'm sorry you have to do this." It's almost as if he just accepts the hold I have over Klaus, that Tyler actually likes to use it to his advantage when he needs saving after each failed attempt to kill Klaus.

I slowly open the front door and step warily into the household. The immediate smell of burning flesh almost makes me throw up. What the hell happened here? I cautiously creep to the kitchen, following the way in which the smell gets stronger. Has something happened to Klaus? Wait...I shouldn't care?

Ohhhh who am I trying to kid! I care about him a whole lot more than I let on.

As I turn the corner into the kitchen I see the burnt feet of a male. OMG OMG OMG! No it can't be him. I can't stop myself when tears well up in my eyes at the thought of this being him. As I hesitantly walk towards the body I run my eyes along the charred remains. The black, mountain style boots, the burning rubber still slightly smoking giving the air a toxic smell. The dark blue bootleg jeans, many holes from where the fire has burnt through. The slim fitted light grey top slightly rose to show the burnt torso. Moving further north is the large gaping hole where a stake should have been. Someone took it, why? Finally I pluck up the courage to glance at his face and I can't help but reel back in shock, letting a small gasp escape my chapped lipped mouth. The pale complexion, the stubble free face, the brown hair. Yes, it's an Original but not the one I had been dreading it would be. Kol. Kol Mikealson, as dead as a dodo.

As I get over my shock it suddenly hits me that Klaus must be here. He is locked in and can't get out. So this is the situation I have to diffuse. Someone killed his brother, and I am meant to what? Console him? Seduce him from forgetting about hurting and killing my friends that most surely did this? I can't do that and I honestly don't blame him for wanting to do it.

I walk towards the living room to find Klaus in a tense standing position simply staring at the smoking, burnt body of his younger brother.

"Klaus?"

I get no reply, he simply tenses more. I go to the drawer and pull out a blanket and I am about to drape it over the body when there is a sudden whoosh of air. I turn around to find Klaus right behind me still staring intently at the body. His face frozen in a forlorn expression.

"Klaus? I am just going to cover him up okay. You don't need to be constantly reminded every time you look over here."

I get a very small nod so I gently cover the body with the blanket and turn around to see Klaus slowly pacing the living room. I approach him carefully but just as I am about to reach him he speeds at me and pushes me against the nearest wall; the plaster crumbling down around me.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? YOU THINK YOU CAN STOP ME FROM KILLING YOUR FRIENDS? WHO SAYS I WON'T KILL YOU AS WELL?"

His face is so close to mine that I can clearly see the newly wet trails that have ran down his face and the small puddle of tears forming in his eyes.

"No Klaus, I'm not. Honestly, yeah at first that's why I was here but I never knew they did this. This is just...wrong."

I could see the hesitation in his eyes but his tight grip on me loosened slightly.

"Here this is all I was told. Read this. And just so you know I hate doing what this text tells me, it's wrong but I love my friends and that is why I do it."

I watch as Klaus' eyes skim over the text and he lets me go completely and drags himself over to the couch and slumps down on it. I walk over to it as well and sit down on it, close enough so that I can comfort him if need be.

"I am here for you now Klaus. You are trapped in here for how long?"

"3 days." His words came out in a broken whisper.

"Well I am going to be here with you. We can both show my friends not to play us as simple, naive little fools."

He moved his head up from its drooping position to catch my eyes. He must have seen honesty in them as he gave me a small smile.

I grab his hand and slowly stroke my thumb over the top of his knuckles in a soothing motion.

"Tell me about him. Your best memory with him."

When I grabbed his hand he tensed slightly, probably from shock but then he relaxed under my grip and placed his other hand on top of mine. I watch as he takes a big deep breath and as he glances at the blanket covered body before he tells his tale.

"There is always this one time I remember with Kol from when we were human. It was a normal Sunday and our mother gave us the day off chores so Kol and I decided to go on a stroll to our favourite field. As we arrived at the field Kol ran ahead and started to run around the field giggling away. He must have been about 7 years old and loved this freedom he had the chance to have. The sun was shining down onto us as we ran through the field the spring breeze keeping us cool. At one point when the wind picked up and it caused the seeds of a dandelion to blow in our faces. As I was swotting them away I turned to see Kol still laughing trying to catch them in his hands. He looked so happy, so carefree I couldn't help but smile broadly and join him. We eventually picked up the dandelions and started to blow the seeds off of them at each other. It was such a simple thing yet so fun at the same time."

I couldn't help but listen intently as he told the story of him and his younger brother. I couldn't help but look at the way his face lit up as he spoke of the happy memory. I couldn't help but shed a few tears at the way he would never get another memory with his younger brother again.

"Hey love, I thought I was the one that was meant to be crying?"

His concern actually had me giggling as he stroked the tears away from my face. I look into his eyes and get locked onto his blue ones staring back at me with so much vulnerability.

"I'm sorry that I came for the wrong reason Klaus. But I am glad I am here."

"So am I sweetheart...I miss him Caroline...I really do."

As he spoke he finally let me see all the pain he felt and I just wrapped my arms around him and rubbed a soothing hand up and down his back as he crumpled into me. No words were needed. I just let him cry; let it all out as I lovingly consoled him through the pain of his loss. I don't know how long we sat like that until a voice abruptly broke the comfortable silence.

"Care, what the fuck are you doing?"

Klaus sits up allowing me to stand from the couch. I glance back at him and give him a comforting smile which he returns before squeezing my hand and then letting it go.

"Don't you even bother! How dare you text me that I need to play Klaus bait again knowing that his brother is lying dead and rotting five feet away from him! I am staying here, with Klaus, while he is trapped here and I want you to leave now. I can't look at you."

"Care, he must have compelled you or something. You can't be choosing Klaus over me."

"Oh why not? You have done it lots of times to me and I have stuck by you. So what are you gonna do Ty?"

"Caroline. It's either you come with me now or..."

"OR WHAT TY? I lose you? You break up with me? Well you know what I will save you the trouble, get the hell outta here and never come back. We are done."

"Caroline you don't mean that."

"I do. Now leave."

"No Care, you can't break up with me. We love each other."

"No Ty. You love leading packs and planning stupid, always failing attempts to kill Klaus. Now...GET OUT!"

Tyler turns around and heads towards the door when he suddenly burls back around. "Care..."

" I think you should leave now mate."

Klaus comes forward and wraps his arms around me in a comforting hug and I actually allow myself to lean against him and cry into his chest.

I hear the telltale slamming of the front door but I just keep crying. Klaus picks me up bridal style and then sits us both down onto the couch never breaking his hold on me.

I don't know how long I cry for but I eventually move my head and lock eyes with him and see nothing but concern in his eyes staring back at me.

"Thank You." I whisper and slowly lean forward and give him a peck on the cheek. As I lean back he cups my face with his hand and gives me a long, slow and innocent kiss on the lips. It is the best thing I have ever felt and I know this is right, despite how wrong it is at the same time.

A small yawn escapes my mouth once we break apart so Klaus slowly releases his grip on me so he can lie down and motions for me to join him. I gently lie down next to him and cuddle into his chest while he brings his arm round to wrap around my waist bringing me impossibly closer. As I make small, slow patterns on his chest, he strokes my hair softly, lulling me to sleep.

Just as I drift off I hear him say in a groggy, sleepy voice:

"Thank you as well Caroline. I will never let you spend another day without feeling loved."

I never really thought about the last word of his sentence at the time but That night. That moment. Was just perfect; for both of us. We both slept peacefully with dreams filled with the endless possibilities that stretched out in front of us and thinking optimistically about the next 2 days we would spend together.

So what do you guys think? Good or bad? I love writing and want to say thank you to those 205 people who viewed my last oneshot without even one day having gone by, made me all happy :) Thanks guys and remember any ideas let me know and i will try and write stuff for it! Also might be continuing this depending on reviews :)

Alison xx