She didn't want to believe what was happening. Her entire life was just ruined and it took only one day. She got a call from her work. Her boss, Vicki Donovan, fired her after she had been working two years for her. It wasn't exactly fair. Especially knowing she had spent every free weekend and stayed after hours to gain some of Vicki's appreciation so that she could get a promotion. But no, of course it had to turn out differently. The worst thing was that she didn't even know why. She was doing the best she could and everyone in the company knew that she was good employee. And then suddenly Caroline knew. The tension between Tyler, her three year old boyfriend, and Vicki wasn't just an illusion. Something happened. Something bad and she felt it. She and Tyler Lockwood had been very happy together, at least that's what she had thought.

Every summer they had spent in Mystic Falls together was because Tyler's father was a mayor, which is how they were introduced in the first place. Her mother was a sheriff and she didn't want her daughter to leave their hometown, but Caroline felt stuck living there. After graduating from high school she hadn't thought of anything else other than leaving for San Francisco, as she had always wanted to do. And it came out that she left with Tyler. Both of them crazy in love, but as soon as they entered the big world, something started to ruin. He went disappearing for whole nights, sometimes more than one, and in this moment she knew why. It was Mayor Lockwood who got her this job in the first place, but she never thought that Tyler and Vicki knew eachother. Apparently he knew her much better than he should.

Obviously, he was throwing her out. She hadn't even had the chance to talk to him over this unfortunate situation, but as she headed towards her place, their place, all she could see were suitcases holding her belongings standing outside of the door. She was angry, but mostly with herself. She should have known earlier to never trust somebody like Tyler. And now what? There she was. On her way to Mystic Falls. Where else could she go? She definitely didn't have any friends in San Francisco besides Tyler and some guys from work, but neither of them counted as a friend who could help her in this moment. Maybe her mum wouldn't be so skeptical about her coming back as she thought. After all, Liz Forbes managed to grow fond of living alone, and if Liz didn't want her in the house then she'd call Elena. Caroline moved on the seat and grabbed the phone from her pocket. Soon she'll be in Mystic Falls. Alone with three big suitcases. Sighing she called her mother.

"Hi." She didn't exactly know what to say. Should she beat around the bush or just tell her immediately?

"Oh, hi honey. Is everything okay?" She heard her answer with a little bit of concern. Again, she took a deep breath. Now is her time.

"No mum. It isn't. I'm on my way home."

"What happened? Is something up with Tyler?" Liz asked carefully, not knowing which subject is the touchy one. She heard her daughter sobbing.

"Can we talk about this later? Face to face?"

"I'm on a night shift, Caroline. I won't be able to give you the keys from the house. Besides, you should sleep at Elena's. For now there's no bed in your old room." Caroline couldn't believe what she was hearing. First Tyler and now her own mother? She was officially an orphan.

"Never mind. Forget I even called you." She burst out and ended the call. What was the point of going to Mystic Falls when she didn't even have anything to return for? Elena obviously wouldn't let her sleep over, because she and Damon haven't been on good terms lately and her being there would only spice everything up. And getting dragged into their fights was the last thing she wanted. But it was too late to come back.

She looked around the familiar airport. It was small, but big enough to fly out to other states. Caroline walked into a large hallway and sat on a plastic chair, which creaked from underneath her. She was surrounded by her pink suitcases. Suddenly she felt like she was going to cry, and she did. Tears were forming in her eyes and she let them fall. She was probably looking like a crazy person cause everyone looked at her with pity, but nobody even asked her if everything's alright. It was until she saw that gorgeous looking blonde girl. She reminded Caroline of herself a little bit. She was walking with the same pink suitcases as hers. Both of them exchanged looks and she just stood there gazing at her. Caroline didn't exactly know what was about to happen but the girl headed towards her taking a seat beside her.

"Well, I'm not usually acting like I care about people's feelings but I see you have the same sense of style as me, so I couldn't just walk by on my twinzie sobbing like a dog." Caroline looked at her with confusion. The girl certainly was the one that was similar to her. "Oh, come on. Stop crying like a little bitch. If it's because of a guy, then you're stupid. No guy deserves an honor like that, sweetie." She added with her British accent. "I'm Rebekah." She held out her hand and waited for Caroline to shake it, but it didn't happen. Rebekah took her hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you too, rude human."

"I'm sorry. I'm just- confused." Finally Forbes spoke. Rebekah clapped her hands and laughed sarcastically.

"She's talking!"

"Why wouldn't I talk?"

"Well, you just stared at me through the hallway and for a moment I thought that you might be some psycho girl." A smile never left her face as she was speaking to the crying Caroline, who wiped her tears away with a blue handkerchief.

"I'm sorr-"

"Stop saying you're sorry! Now, tell me your name and what bad could possibly make you cry that much?"

"Caroline. Caroline Forbes. This is weird. I don't know you, why should I talk to you?"

"Well, you have to talk to somebody and I'm definitely the better option than a psychologist is, aren't I?" She spat back and smiled widely. Caroline giggled a little bit, but the sadness came back as fast as it left.

"I think so..." She hesitated for a moment but then words were just flying out of her mouth. "I'm twenty-two and my life is a total disaster. Today I lost everything I've worked for over the past three years. My boyfriend, Tyler was cheating on me with my boss, Vicki. So it came out that I got fired, dumped and threw out of my place in one day. Then I was just catching a plane and coming here... My mum lives in Mystic Falls but she said that I can't stay at her place because I don't have a room there anymore. Apparently she made herself an office." Finally when she finished she managed to look Rebekah in the eyes. She was surprised that she didn't see pity or anything else in them.

"And this is why you act this way in public? Look, Caroline, if this means so much to you, I can call my friend and ask if she'll let you crash. I'm sure Elena will be happy to have a guest in her tense house. Especially now that her boyfriend is a little bit touchy, she will appreciate not being alone." As she ended, Caroline opened her eyes wider and her mouth opened.

"You're a friend of Elena's?"

"Why? You know her?" Rebekah asked surprised.

"Well, yes! Who wouldn't know Elena Gilbert?! I mean, she's my best friend."

"We truly are twinzies." Rebekah sighed watching the blonde smiling. She was considering every option. She couldn't just leave this girl here. Especially now knowing that she was a friend of someone who was also a friend of hers. She shook her head and swore a little bit as Caroline looked at her with amazement. "As you can see, I didn't come to airport just to find some blonde orphan sobbing at side and play fairy godmother. I'm going to Spain with my boyfriend for few months and I have a little proposition for you. While I'm gone somebody has to watch over my plants. I don't want them to die. Besides I have parrot too and he definitely needs to be taken care of. What do you say? Will you be my housekeeper?" So maybe it was stupid of her to trust some random girl but she really did seem nice and in desperate need of help. And Rebekah wasn't exactly the person that always helped people so it would be her first time.

"Are you serious or is this some kind of joke? Because it's not funny!" Caroline yelled sharply. Rebekah rolled her eyes.

"Easy Xena. It's not a joke. Look, I have a plane to catch so just make up your little mind and tell me: yes or no?" Forbes looked at her with one of her weirdest expressions.

"Promise me you're not a serial killer and you're not booby trapping me." Rebekah nodded irritated. "I guess it's a yes." Caroline said and she smiled brightly. It was the nicest moment she had today. She actually hoped it would only get better. The blonde girl also smiled and reached out to take her keys and wrote down address on her notepad. She gave Caroline the things she needed and then kissed her cheek in return before throwing herself into her arms and hugging her tightly. "Thank you so much! Thank you, Rebekah!" And then her face went down. "But I can't afford your place. I don't have money or a jo-"

"Calm down, Caroline. My brother pays for my place. So don't worry. And I think that they need help in the Mystic Grill."

"You're an angel! Thank you." Caroline wiped one tear from her cheek as Rebekah rolled her eyes again.

"Stop crying! God. I have to go! Bye, Caroline! Just don't ruin my place!"

It was like a dream. Rebekah truly was like a fairy godmother to her. She would never have thought that a stranger she had just met can change her life after a few minutes of talking. And there she was, standing in front of the door leading to the flat. She opened them carefully and let herself in. As she walked inside she held her breath. This place was stunning and it fit Rebekah's personality perfectly. She walked straight into the parlor. There was a big, creamy couch standing in the center. A flat TV screen was hanging on the red brick wall opposite to it. The Parlor was connected with a large, modern kitchen. Caroline walked further inside and found herself in a bathroom that was really big, like twice the size as her old bathroom, and there was a enormous bathtub. Everything was big, modern and so... expensive. She adjusted to the thought of this place having three rooms. She didn't walk inside the other two rooms, instead she headed to the first on the left. It was huge. Huge was definitely the right word, and dark. There was a wooden bed with black satin sheets, a flat TV hanging the same way as in the parlor. It obviously had a private bathroom and walk in wardrobe which was the thing she liked most. She decided she didn't want to tour the flat anymore because she suddenly felt really tired. She fell on the bed and found it really comfortable, way to comfortable to not fall asleep on.

There she was, sleeping and dreaming in her new bed. She definitely would have slept longer but she heard the door opening to the bedroom she was in. Shit, she thought. This was just her luck. She had only been here for a few hours and already she was going to be robbed. Well, not only her place, but Rebekah's as well. And she was sure that Rebekah had a lot of valuable things. Caroline jumped off the bed and found herself holding a lamp tightly in her small hands. It must have looked really funny, cause the burglar that came through the door burst out laughing. She opened her eyes and as she faced a tall man. He was staring at her like she was some kind of psycho. She scanned him from head to toe. The man was actually really handsome. He had blue eyes with a little bit of green. He was scanning her features as well. He ran his hand through his blonde curls as he smiled nervously and he put on the face of confusion. Obviously, he had to have dimples. God no, she thought. It was really a shame that such a beautiful man was into such a bad profession. She was finally managing to spill out some words.

"Who the hell are you and what are you doing?!" She almost yelled still holding the lamp in her hands. The man blinked a few times. What was that girl doing? Was she another one of those jealous girls who liked Stefan and who somehow had found her way into Rebekah's life just to win him over and destroy her? Boy, he couldn't even deny that this girl was gorgeous. She had long, tanned legs that looked absolutely overwhelming, and she was wearing a flowy top so he could see just enough of her black, laced brassiere. She wasn't really tall but she had neon heels on and looked like she was a little bit shorther than him in them. Then he looked at her face. At this moment she was mixed with every emotion starting with anger and ending with confusion. She had the most beautiful blue eyes he'd ever seen. And those blonde curls which framed her face. Goddamit, she's an intruder, stop fantasizing, he punished himself.

"I could ask you the same question, love." he murmured with his deep, low voice. She felt shivers go down her spine hitting her head hard. He had a British accent. She caught herself thinking that she could die from his hands, she wouldn't mind that. She shook her head lightly and stared at him even more confused.

"I asked you first! You're an intruder! Leave before I call the cops." She said eagerly hoping that it would push him to leave. Actually she was too far from her phone anyway so what she said was just an empty threat.

"No, sweetheart. You're an intruder, I came home and found you lying on my bed, in my bedroom." He answered calmly. She loosened up a little bit and her face expression went to guilty slash astonishment. The girl slowly put the lamp down.

"Oh my god. You're the boyfriend! I'm so sorry, I didn't know! I just tho-"

"Well, certainly I would know if I were in a relationship, love." The man spat back and cut her off. Again she was confused. What the hell was happening here? She reached out for the lamp again and she was ready to attack. "Easy, Xena!" He shouted. Then it came to her. It was the same, cheesy line that Rebekah had used and that meant they must know each other. If he wasn't her boyfriend, but had the same accent as her, then he must have been...

"Brother! You're Rebekah's brother?!" She realized what was going on now.

"Well, ten points for you, sweetheart. And you're?" He asked. Caroline looked at him smiling with an apology written all over her face.

"I'm so sorry. I thought you were a burglar. Oh god, this is so embarrassing." She covered her face in her hands not being able to look him in the eyes. She truly was embarrassed. Only she could make herself look so dumb.

"Don't worry, love. It happens. But still, you didn't answer my question."

"I'm Rebekah's friend. I came here from San Francisco to take care of her plants while she's gone." She burst out without thinking. He laughed a little bit.

"You came all this way just to watch her weeds not die? Pardon me, but my sister is being ridiculous. And please inform me of her whereabouts?" He asked.

"To Spain. With her boyfriend. And as far as I know she'll be gone for a few months."

"That's just wonderful." He rolled his eyes and sighed looking at her. "Well, I'm guessing it must have been really important to her that you take care of her plants, if she made you come here all the way from San Francisco."

"Yeah, I guess." She tried to look at everything but him. She couldn't manage looking at him. It would be too weird. She can't leave this place, because she's only just got here, and Caroline knew perfectly that he wasn't going anywhere either. "Rebekah didn't tell me that someone is coming."

"I wanted to surprise her. Besides, it's my place, I don't have to ask for anyone's permission." So he was the one that pays the bills. Now, she was totally screwed up. He's going to kick her out, she was almost sure of it.

"Okay. I understand. Again, I'm sorry. I didn't want to cause any trouble. I'll be gone before you'll notic-"

"Slow down, sweetheart. My sister might be the most irresponsible person in the whole world but if she wanted you here than I can't kick you out. As long as you'll let me stay in my room, we're settled. Of course I don't mind you being here." He explained to her. Caroline let out a little breath of relief. It truly was miracle day. "I'm Klaus. And Rebekah's room is right opposite mine." He smirked.

"Caroline. I'd say it was a pleasure to meet you, but I'd rather say: It was awkward to meet you." She answered smiling brightly at him.

"It was awkward to meet you too, Caroline." Woah, the way he said her name. When it came from his mouth it felt like she was a goddess or something.

They stood in a weird silence for a moment before he looked at her suitcases. Of course, pink. She reminded him so much of his sister. They were big, like really big. "You need help with those?" He said pointing at her baggage. She followed his gaze.

"No, thanks. I can handle it." She answered quickly before taking two of them and leading herself out of his room. Though she denied him with helping her, he took the last suitcase and followed her out of the room. They stood for another minute in silence on the hallway. He turned around and smiled at her awkwardly for the last time before he locked the door.