A/N: Something I just thought up just now and thought I would post lol. Don't worry, I'm also working on The Seven Seas too (and have sort of abandoned Admin Assistant for the moment, sorry). :P Please read and review.

Tell Me Your Story

Part I


"Caroline is who you need to see," said a guy hanging up a poster in the cafeteria.

The girl nodded. "And where can I find her?" she asked timidly as she clutched her books to her chest.

"She's in room 206 in the D block. You have to get through the Salvator's first though," said the guy shrugging.

The girl nodded again and ran off toward the area he spoke of.

The University of Mystic Falls was a presigious school of learning but if you weren't careful, it could gobble you up and spit you out its ass. This girl was having issues and Caroline was the person to fix things sometimes, depending on the problem. But she had several areas of expertise and knew a lot of people in high places.

"Yeah?" asked a guy with short dark brown hair with a raised eyebrow as he held leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest authoritavely.

"Are you one of the Salvator brothers?" she asked in a Brittish accent.

He nodded. "Who's asking?" he asked as he narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"My name is Rebekah Mikaelson and I hear that Caroline Forbes lives here," she explained, trying to sound confident and proud.

"Damon," drawled said person as he eyed Rebekah up and down, not caring that the girl he was checking out knew he was in fact checking her out. She was a hot little thing with blonde hair and slim figure.

"Is she here or not?!" she exclaimed with an annoyed tone.

"Leave her alone, Damon," called a voice from the back. "Just send her in."

Damon rolled his eyes and moved away from the door frame, allowing her entrance to the almost vacant room except for two doors. One was slightly adjar.

"Go into that room and sit down," said Damon boredly.

Rebekah frowned in confusion but nonetheless did as he requested - after all, she was desperate. As she moved into the room, the door shut behind her and sat in the simple wooden chair provided. She glanced around the room to find it looked a bit like an interview room that you would find in a police station which was odd and there was a sheet stuck from the floor to the ceiling in front of her which seemed to be made of clear vinyl which distorted the person whom sat on the other side. Plus it was dark on the other side room which made it impossible to determine whom was on the other side.

"Tell me your story," said a voice which appeared to come through a sound system mounted on the wall. Much like a PA system in high school.

Rebekah swallowed and licked her lips anxiously as she looked up at a speaker on the corner of the ceiling.

"Well, a guy from the main building told me you can help with certain...problems and I have one," said Rebekah hesitantly.

"You're new here," said Caroline perceptively.

"Y-yes, how did you know?" asked Rebekah.

"You're British, we don't have any of British students enrolled here until this morning. Its quite a small quaint establishment we have here."

Rebekah frowned. She really didn't want to know how Caroline knew who exactly was enrolled each year, but didn't ask.

"Oh. Well you're right, I am new," said Rebekah her eyes wide with astonishment.

"Let me guess, you'd like to transfer to a new class and the class you want is full? Or perhaps its your room mate? Or do you simply want to talk about the pressure of it all?"

Rebekah was really surprised now. Had she helped other people with such issues as those that she listed?

"Do you have the power to do all that, Caroline?" she asked.

"I do. Depends. So what is it Rebekah? I can simply help you through the hardships of university life, you can talk to me and it will never leave this room. I can give you relationship advice if you're lonely? But if its one of the other things, I can arrange that too."

"Well, I was hoping that you could give me a room mate," said Rebekah.

There was silence for a moment before she heard the voice on the other side again.

"You don't have one? You must come from a well off family then to arrange a private room to yourself, you should be happy. You don't have someone that will steal your half of the room or wake you up with loud music-"

"No! You don't understand. My brothers can be quite...protective. But I heard that you could arrange it without people knowing and I would like that please. I can deal with petty arguements and in fact I welcome them," explained Rebekah, almost pleadingly.

"I...see. I can do that. Is it because some room arrangements are with both sexes? And I'm assuming they were worried because usually people who enroll late are the people who get partnered with the opposite sex."

Rebekah smiled. This girl deduced correctly.

"Yes."

"It will be arranged. Rebekah Mikaelson, right?"

"Y-yes, how did you know?"

"I just looked up your file. Now I know why you got that vacant room to yourself. Well, I've already organised for a room mate, however, it is a guy. His name is Matt Donovan, but don't worry. He's sweet, he won't harm you or make you feel awkward, he's a good guy."

"Thank you, Caroline," said Rebekah with a winning smile. She got up to leave but before as she placed her hand on the handle of the door, she turned around.

"Caroline, why is it that you help people like this?"

The girl on the other side frowned. Never before has anyone she has helped ever asked her such a question. She pressed her finger on the PA button.

"Its what I do."

Rebekah on the other side looked at the vinyl wall and squinted, trying to see if she could make out a figure on the other side, but couldn't. As she walked out the door, she swore she thought the girl sounded a bit resigned, almost sad.


Caroline Forbes stretched on her bed as the book she was reading was making her sleepy. She had finished her paper and decided to treat herself by reading a few chapters of her book.

"Care? You finish that paper already?" asked her friend Elena whom was her room mate.

Caroline smiled. "Yep."

"How did your sessions go this morning?" asked her friend as she herself began to lay in her bed, now fully dressed in her pijamas.

"Fairly well. We now have our first British enroller," smiled Caroline. "But there was something about her, like...she sounded lonely."

Elena shrugged. "Did you help her?"

"Of course, its what I do right?" smiled Caroline as she took her emerald orbs from the line she was reading.

Elena nodded but then realised there was something she had to ask her friend.

"Hey, I've been wanting to ask you something. Bon and I thought we could hold this party tomorrow for Halloween but-"

"You need a room and don't think the Dean will give you permission?" asked Caroline, effectively finishing Elena's sentence.

Elena nodded. "I'd ask Tyler, but I know he'd be more willing to ask his mum to arrange it if you asked him," said Elena as he eyes went softer.

Caroline looked over at Elena and rolled her eyes. "That puppy dog look only works for the Salvator's, not me. But I'll see what I can do," laughed Caroline.

The brunette smiled brightly but when she thought of the Salvator's, her smile faded.

"Thanks Care, but also, I wanted to talk to you about them," said Elena.

Caroline frowned and put down her book. "I'm listening. Tell me your story."

"I don't know who to choose. And Damon can be a downright prick sometimes, but he cares about me. I can see he does. I just feel so confused and I know that I should choose because its not fair on them."

Caroline nodded and just listened to Elena's feelings.

Half an hour passed and finally Elena's tear felt feelings ended.

"Well. You have to choose, that much is pretty much a definite. This is what I suggest. Give yourself a strict time frame, lets make it one month. In that time, you have to make your decision but you have to think outside of the square now. Like what they do in businesses, you have to think, in five years time who do see yourself being with?" explained Caroline from her bed, but her eyes were locked intently on Elena.

Elena nodded. "Yes, that could work. Thanks so much Caroline, you're always helping people, so thank you."

Caroline smiled. "Don't mention it."

But the thing was, she was really sick of always helping people and no one ever asked about her...no one ever helped her. She thought back to how her 'helping' people thing came into play, but it had always been like this even in high school. She was the 'go to' girl...the person who was the hook up, the therapist, the advisor. When would it end?


One month had gone by since Rebekah had her new room mate, and already she was starting to like Matt Donovan.

But she loved having a room mate and wouldn't want to anything to happen to their friendship they had gained over the last month. They helped each other with various projects and they even had some classes together which was great.

"Want me to help you look through all the text books to see if I can find the paragraph you're after?" asked Matt as he walked over to Rebekah's desk.

"Yeah, thanks Matt," smiled Rebekah.

Suddenly a knock was heard at the door. Both Matt and Rebekah looked at each other and then toward the door. "Uh, you expecting someone Becks?"

She shook her head anxiously and got up to answer the door. She pulled the door open and her eyes widened.

"N-Nik, what a pleasant-"

"Cut the act Bekah, I know you have a room mate," he spat as he walked into the room as Rebekah backed out of the way.

"Nik, please let me explain," she pleaded, her eyes worried.

Matt got up quickly, standing up tall and stood in front of Rebekah protectively.

"I think you should leave," said Matt, his eyes narrowing.

"Me leave? No, I think its you who should leave, mate," snarled Nik as he narrowed his eyes to mirror Matt's.

Rebekah stepped around Matt and placed hand on his shoulder. "Its okay Matt. Its my brother."

Matt's mouth went into an 'o' shape and he backed away and went to sit at his desk in the opposite corner.

"What the hell Rebekah? Remember our discussion? The only reason I'm letting you go to this pony town school is because you promised-"

"I know Nik, okay?! But I was lonely and I-"

"Enough! How did you even arrange for a room mate at such short notice...and without the authority of the Dean?" he asked with a frown.

"Well how did you know?" she spoke quietly but was curious just the same.

Klaus shook his head furiously. "It doesn't matter how I know, but you better start explaining," he said dangerously.

"I-well, there was this girl. A guy from the lecture building said that Caroline could fix me up...she helps people with all kinds of things. It was amazing at how much she knows and she obviously knows people in high places," explained Rebekah, but when she looked into Klaus's eyes she could see he wasn't pleased.

"Is that so? Well, what is her name?"

"C-Caroline...I don't know her last name," said Rebekah. "But Nik, please don't do anything. Just leave me be and don't take it out on her, she was only doing as I asked."

"Just shut it, Bekah. I'll have my own chat with her and clear this all up," he said menacingly.

"You can't. She doesn't show her face," said Rebekah. "Look, nothing will happen to me. Matt is sweet and I don't want trouble in this new school."

Klaus began to walk out of the room, ignoring her comments, but not before eying Matt menacingly and saying one more thing to his sister.

"Don't you worry, sister. I'll find out who she is...her exact identity and then I will give her to the authorities. She isn't the only one who knows people in high places," he smirked.

And then he was gone.

Rebekah's eyes were wide in fear for the girl whom was just trying to help her. She looked to Matt whom also had fear in his eyes. Because he knew who Caroline was.


"Tell me your story."

"I find it interesting how you can manipulate people to get what you want, since you are a lowly student at this school."

Caroline's eyes widened.

"This session is over, please leave."

"I don't think so, love. You saw my sister yesterday, am I correct?" he asked.

"I do not discuss my sessions with others, even if they are family."

"How did you set this all up? Are you sleeping with the Mayor? This little dead beat town is very small, I wouldn't be surprised."

Caroline was getting riled up now but chose wisely not to speak.

"But the thing is, Caroline, I know people in high places too. You're going to jail, sweetheart. But not before organising for that Matt idiot to leave my sister's dormitory room. Now how about you come out from behind that idiotic sheet and face me, so I can see the person who thinks she can manipulate people to get what she wants."

Caroline's hands began to shake. Should she go out there and face him? After all, she was going to jail right? How did this all get out of hand? Finally she got up from her chair and lifted up the sheet of vinyl to face him.

The moment she walked out his eyes widened slightly. He looked her over with disbelief glinting in his icy blue orbs.

"You're the master manipulator," he said, not believing his eyes. "A blonde."

Caroline narrowed her eyes at him. Despite the fact she found him very attractive, no amount of hotness would ever make her like a man like him. She could tell by just looking at him that he was the same, except a lot worse. And if it was true about the Mikaelson's, she knew he was the biggest manipulator of them all.

"Niklaus, right?" she asked as she rolled her eyes placed her hands on her hips.

He smirked. "Looked my file up I see. And how did you get such information since I haven't enrolled in this back water school?"

Caroline sighed. "You sir, are worse than I. You threaten people so that you can get your family members off various police charges, you can hardly accuse me. That would be calling the kettle black."

Klaus narrowed his eyes. "Perhaps, but when it happens to my family, I won't tolerate it. Especially when I expressly organised something else for her room arrangements and then you go and flip your hair and get it arranged a different way."

"Excuse me?!" she exclaimed shrilly. "I did as your sister asked, nothing more."

"And that was a mistake. Change the arrangements."

Caroline took a deep breath. "Look Klaus, I get you're protective of her, after all, you lost your youngest brother and Finn is in the psych ward, I get that. But I saw her and heard her and I know that she is lonely. You think I'm a manipulator, well I'm not. I get absolutely nothing out of doing what I do. I don't take money or bribes or ask for favors of the people I help."

Klaus looked away from her as he shook with anger. He didn't know how much he could take before he did something he regretted. He would never hit a woman, but he could make her pay in other ways.

"You've done your research, but you know nothing. I can have you go to jail for a long time, Caroline Forbes. Ah yes, I've done my research too. You're studying the arts, wanting to become a performer. Your daddy left you and your mother is dead. How? I'm not sure, for some reason that particular file is sealed. Rest assured Caroline, I can make your life a living hell," snarled Klaus at the end of his speech, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

He stepped closer toward her until they were inches apart.

"I'm not someone to trifle with. Now-"

Caroline laughed and turned away from him. "You're scared. Look, I can see you're angry and I can understand your misgivings about me, but I was genuinely doing Rebekah a favor. If you care as much as I believe you do for her, you'll give her this one thing. She is lonely and from what I hear about her from Matt, she is so happy right now. Would you take that away from her?"

Klaus faltered for a moment, knowing that what she said could not be ignored.

"No but-"

"No but's. If you care enough about family as you say you do, then I suggest you leave it. If you think in a few months time that you're still uncomfortable with it, I will change the arrangements. I can still do that from jail, by the way."

Klaus was confused. He just threatened the girl with jail time; to make her life a living hell! But she still wanted to help. And she was smoking hot, but they were simply details he was trying to ignore.

He took a step back with a frown.

"If anything happens to her-"

"Don't worry. I'll take care of it. But nothing will happen from Matt, I promise you. I'll keep an eye on them," smiled Caroline as her emerald orbs brightened slightly.

Klaus sighed.

"She told me you help people. Why?" he asked curiously. "You have your own education to think about, why care about anyone else?"

"Its what I do," Caroline said uniformly, as she had with Rebekah and anyone else that asked her, not that anybody did.

"I don't believe that. Nobody helps people for the sake of helping people. The world doesn't work like that," said Klaus negatively. "If I find out you are gaining something out of this, be sure to hear from me."

Caroline shook her head once. "You won't. I guess you wouldn't understand. I see a lot of troubled people come to me day in and day out. A lot of things they ask of me are materialistic, but mostly, they are scared and just want someone to help them through. I always help people, I always have ever since I was little. But as you said to me about your family, you know nothing of mine either. I have seen things that I wish I couldn't. People are cruel but I choose to see the best in people no matter who or what they've done. There's only one person I will never forgive and that's like one out of billions. Klaus, I will watch over your sister especially because I know that you're scared for her."

Klaus couldn't believe this girl. Was she that naive? But he could see she was genuine and could see a light in her that he had never seen in a person before.

"I believe you. I think we'll see each other soon."

He walked out, glancing at Damon whom was looking at Caroline and mouthed 'what the fuck just happened?'.

Caroline shook her head. "Don't worry," she smiled as she closed the door.


"Hey," said a voice from behind her.

She had just walked past lecture theatre 1 and turned.

"Oh hi Rebekah," smiled Caroline.

Suddenly the other girl looked so guilty and her eyes softened.

"Nik...he visited you. I'm so sorry Caroline!" she said.

Caroline frowned. "Matt told you its me, didn't he?"

Rebekah nodded. "Don't blame him...I begged him until he got sick of me asking, I'm sorry about that too," she said apologetically.

Caroline shook her head. "Its fine. Klaus was very, angry. But he walked out feeling better."

Rebekah frowned. "You didn't-"

"No! God no! Who do you think I am? Some hussy? I talked to him about why I do what I do and he understood, I guess," said Caroline.

"Oh good," sighed Rebekah. "Well, thank you. And I guess you convinced him to let me keep my room mate too."

Caroline nodded. "Look, I think I ought to let you know that I looked your family's history up because when you mentioned that your brother's were protective, I sort of expected a visit. Its only purely so I know what I'm dealing with."

Rebekah adjusted her handbag and lecture books which she held firmly against her chest. She nodded.

"Well now that that's out, you better get to your next lecture. University life is hard, if you let it be, but come to me if you want to talk, okay?" smiled Caroline as she placed her free hand on the other blonde's shoulder.

Caroline went to walk away but Rebekah stopped her.

"Who helps you?"

Caroline looked at her and her eyes widened for but a second but returned to their normal state soon after. She laughed, but it was a fake laugh.

"I don't need help," smiled Caroline. "I never do." Liar.

Rebekah watched her go and she only felt sadness for the girl who helped her. She was lonely too.


A/N: That's it! Let me know what you think. Not much KlausxCaroline moments, but there will be next chapter. I'm thinking this will be a very short story, a few chapters long. It was going to be a one-shot, but thought maybe three parts? I mean there is only so long this type of fic can go. Please read and review :)

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