Hey!
So I know the last thing I need to be doing is writing a new story considering I'm already behind on quite a few of my others, but this idea came to me and I just had to write it!
Admittedly I have absolutely no idea where this is going I'm hoping it's just going to pretty much write itself…
Just to say, I'm adjusting a few facts from TVD and they will probably become apparent in later chapters, No vampires in this story, all human…
Review if you're interested!
Thanks :D

Caroline's POV

Ohmygod, once again I was late. It seemed that I, Caroline Forbes, could not just be on time for once. Then again, it wasn't technically my fault that my curlers were playing up this morning, or that I couldn't find the shirt I wanted; and it was definitely not my fault that Tyler was being a total asshole again and I had to spend like an hour on the phone trying to sort things out with him.

Sometimes I wondered why I bothered with Tyler; we'd been together since High School and breaking up just seemed wrong. However, we still lived separately and I had no intention of inviting him to live with me in the near future. He never managed to achieve the sports career he'd always dreamed of and he'd never made the effort to find himself a new job, he lived with his mother and off her income. If we moved in together I knew it would be me supporting us and I was not ready to deal with that.

I looked down at my lap as I felt my phone buzzing, I saw that it read 'Elena calling'; I rolled my eyes before removing one hand from the wheel and picking it up. - Totally against the law I know, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

"Hey 'Lena, what's up?" I said cheerily.

"You know exactly what's up Care, there's only a certain amount of times I can tell our boss you're in the bathroom before she gets suspicious!" Elena exclaimed on the other end.

"Sorry, sorry... time just got away from me again, and Katherine totally has it in for me!" I replied indignantly; I'm not even lying though she hates me, it's shockingly obvious.

I put my foot down on the accelerator; I was still about fifteen minutes away from the office, and I needed to do some damage control. I pulled into the fast lane, and a smile spread along my face as I gazed at the milometer and discovered that I'd covered quite a few miles. Well, that was when the traffic came to an abrupt stop.

"UGH. You are kidding me!" I shouted, pounding my hands against the steering wheel; I could not afford to be fired.

Before me I saw people getting out of their cars and making rapid conversation with one another, and pointing and staring at something. – I couldn't tell what the reason for all this shock was, I got out from my car to investigate.

"Hey, do you know what's going on?" I asked the guy in the car in front of me.

"Yeah, there's a guy on the bridge up ahead- they say he's going to jump." The man said with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

I looked up at the bridge ahead, and sure enough I saw a figure dangerously close to the edge just staring straight ahead. I didn't want to just stand and stare like everyone else around here.

"See if anyone has called the police, and an ambulance. – I'm going to talk to him." I said to the guy in front, who looked vaguely offended that I expected him to help me.

"You're going to talk to that guy! He's crazy?!" The man shouted rudely.

"Just because someone doesn't want to live anymore does not make them crazy, you moron." I spat back at him before pacing meaningfully towards the bridge. Sadly I couldn't walk as fast as I wanted to seeing as I was in my work heels.

As I got closer and closer to the bridge the man became even more defined. He had dirty blonde hair, he was tall and from what I could see he had a pretty good physique. I wasn't sure what approach to take; I was a property designer, not a shrink…

I decided that direct was my only option.

"Hey, you do realize you're making me late for work don't you!" I shouted up at the man, unsure of how else to start making conversation.

"My apologies for that love." The man responded softly and sadly, he spoke so quietly I could barely even hear. However, I did see a small smirk cross his features.

"I might get fired you know!" I continued, suddenly feeling angry – why did he have to choose today of all days for this.

"Well sweetheart, if you hadn't noticed whether you get fired or not is really the last thing on my mind right now." He responded drily.

"You're an idiot; if you were going to kill yourself you would have done it by now." I accused him; I heard stories about people all the time that pulled stunts like this just for attention.

"You don't know anything about me! Don't try and understand me! I'm still up here because it's peaceful…"

"Peaceful? Sitting on the edge of a freeway bridge; sounds really peaceful." I replied sarcastically, rolling my eyes at this man's ideas – maybe that guy from earlier was right.

"How would you know? Come up here and I'll prove it to you." He said stubbornly.

"Nope, there is no way in hell I'm coming up there."

"Well then, I'll just have to sit here for a while longer and make you even later for work."

"Ugh." I knew he'd won the argument; I crossed to the other side of the freeway and walked up the junction exit that connected to the bridge. I pulled my heels off and paced barefoot, covering more ground.

"Ah, how nice to see you up close." The guy said sarcastically. I laughed at his halfhearted comment, but couldn't help but admire his appearance at such close proximity.

"Are you going to join me then?" He inquired from the other side of the barrier.

"Fine." I responded tight lipped, this guy was about to kill himself; I guess it was the least I could do. I placed one foot onto the beam and hoisted myself up; I was sitting on the barrier with my legs dangling dangerously over the road below.

"So what's your name?" I asked, after the silence became too much.

"Niklaus, but you can call me Klaus love." The man responded.

"Nice to meet you Klaus; it would have been much nicer under different circumstances. I'm Caroline." I said smiling, he nodded back, but I knew it would take more than one of my winning smiles to convince him not to jump.

"Lady, what are you doing?! Don't provoke that man, he'll jump or he might hurt you!" The man from earlier shouted up at me.

Klaus turned and rolled his eyes at me.

"What a bloody idiot…" he muttered out. I laughed lightly at the situation; Klaus clearly didn't understand what this looked like.

"Yes, I've already spoken to that man once today and he is a total ass; but you obviously don't understand what this looks like right. You're the man perched on the side of a freeway bridge preparing to jump. – now who's the idiot?" I responded sharply, knowing however that this method was not going to convince this man to change his mind.

"Whatever you say love…" He said shaking his head.

"So what I don't get is; you don't seem like the sort of guy without any other options left than to take his own life; why are you up here?" I inquired, deciding that it was time to probe him for answers.

"Nothing you need to worry about sweetheart, it's a long long story and one I'd rather not go into." He replied guardedly, his face darkening.

"You could at least give me an overview; after all I did come all the way up here and sit with you." I continued stubbornly; I just figured the longer I kept this man talking and distracted then the police may arrive in time to prevent him from doing this.

"Fine."

"My whole family hates me, the girl I thought was the one cheated on me with the whole of the neighborhood, I have no home, no friends, no job, and my youngest brother died not too long ago." He blurted out, his expression becoming more pained with each word he spoke. It seemed my tactic was not working it seemed that I was pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

It really did seem that this man had nothing left to live for, and I could think of absolutely no response; how could you convince a man with absolutely nothing that there was still something worth living for.

"Oh." Was all I managed to say, shocked by his confession.

"See, I told you it was bad love." He muttered in a defeated tone.

"You know, we could always be friends if you wanted?" I inquired quietly, knowing that the incentive of my friendship would not convince this man not to do this.

"You don't know me; you wouldn't want to be my friend…" He said sadly.

I don't know what it was in his voice that told me he'd been betrayed so many times that he now had such a low opinion of himself; but this was what quite literally made me cry for him. I felt a small tear roll down my cheek, this man really was broken; damaged goods, and I, Caroline Forbes never learnt to walk away from things that couldn't be fixed.

I stretched my hand out towards him and placed it upon his, squeezing his hand gently before speaking.

"I'm sure you'd make a great friend." I said simply, not expecting his next outburst.

"YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME!" He roared, getting angry again. His face turned an un-natural shade of red and his eyes looked mean. He forcefully pushed my hand away from his, throwing me rapidly off balance. I felt my foot slip, and my weight move forward; I slipped from my current position and fell forwards, my hand letting go. I fell off the side of the bridge, and realized that it was me that was going to die because of this bridge and not him. The world seemed to be travelling in slow motion as I looked down and saw the ground that was awaiting me below. I was snapped from my thought however when I felt a strong hand grasp my arm; preventing me from falling any further.

I looked up to see Klaus lying on his stomach on the bridge, his upper body stuck through the bars, and his hand hanging on tightly to me.

"Ohmygod, don't let me fall; please, don't let me fall!" I screamed out, terrified.

"I've got you Caroline, don't you worry…" Klaus muttered, however I could tell from the very prominent veins in his forehead that it was taking all of his strength to keep holding on.

"THAT GUY PUSHED HER; THE MAN PUSHED HER FROM THE BRIDGE!" We both heard a voice exclaim from below, and obviously it was that idiot of a man from earlier.

"I'm slipping Klaus, I'm slipping!" I shouted, as I felt his grip on my arm become slippery and weak.

"No you're not love." He replied simply, his face becoming more determined as we heard sirens fast approaching.

"I don't want to die! " I exclaimed tearfully, I couldn't help but think if I had just been on time this morning then none of this would have ever happened.

"I told you sweetheart, you're going to be fine; and you are most definitely not going to die." Klaus said firmly.

"Then why aren't you pulling me up!" I screamed, terrified by the fact I had been hanging in the air for what felt like forever.

"Don't worry love, help is here." He replied, just as three police cars pulled up on the bridge. Men emerged from them and ran over to us.

"Let go, we've got her." One said sharply to Klaus, I could tell that his face was conflicted by this order; but he did as he was told.

I felt another set of hands grip me tightly and begin to slowly pull me up; he was joined by another man and eventually they pulled me to safety. I didn't realize how viciously I was shaking with fear – my stomach rolled and I promptly threw up over the side of the bridge.

"Come with me ma'am; we have an ambulance waiting to check you over." I nodded in response and followed, too shocked to say anything.

I sat on the side of the ambulance whilst a medic applied ice to my hand, and bandages to several cuts and scrapes.

"Hey, what are they doing to that man?" I asked the medic as I saw the police snap some cuffs on Klaus and place him into the back of the car.

"They're arresting him of course; for your attempted murder." He replied simply.

"WHAT!?" I exclaimed shocked at what had happened. It became obvious that the loud mouth idiot from the car in front of mine must have been running his mouth about what had happened.

"I need to stop them!" I said standing rapidly.

"No ma'am; that is the last thing you will be doing, you need to sit here and rest, whilst I finish checking you over. Then you need to go home and get some rest." He responded sharply, before pushing me firmly back down.

"Fine." I muttered out.

It seemed I wouldn't be getting into work today after all.

"Can you please pass me my phone; I need to make a call…"