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Summary: Caroline Forbes is starting her job at the Mystic Falls Psychiatric Hospital. There she is assigned to Klaus Mikaelson, a troubled man who everyone else has given up on. As she gets to know more about him, the more connected she feels to him. Will their doctor-patient relationship grow to something more?
"I know it's your first day but would you be willing to take on a case," Meredith asked, a manila folder in hand. Caroline took a long sip of her coffee and pondered the idea. She placed her coffee cup on the desk and reached for the folder.
She smiled at Meredith. "Sure, I guess I can take on a case," she replied. Caroline glanced at the folder name. "Klaus Mikaelson; interesting name," she commented. She opened up the folder and skimmed the file. She glanced back up at Meredith.
"It says he was Dr. Gilbert's patient previously. Why is she referring him to a different doctor?" Meredith sighed heavily and sat down on the edge of the desk.
"Dr. Gilbert says that Klaus is a hopeless case. I think he's just very difficult to figure out," Meredith said firmly. She turned to Caroline and smiled. "You seem like an intelligent woman, Caroline; perhaps you can figure out the mystery that is Klaus Mikaelson." Meredith slipped off the desk and headed towards the door. "I'm sorry but I have to make my rounds now. If you need me, you have my pager number."
After Meredith had left, Caroline made herself comfortable in her office chair and opened up Klaus' file again. As she looked through the notes made by Dr. Gilbert, she was surprised to see that no other type of therapy had been suggested other than drug therapy. Caroline reached for her notepad and jotted that down. Perhaps some other approach could be effective.
Dr. Gilbert had diagnosed him with a moderate PTSD and moderate Antisocial Personality Disorder. Caroline could agree with that; the symptoms she had listed fit with the diagnosis. The more she read, the sorrier she felt for this man. Based off of what Dr. Gilbert had found out about his family life, he came from a large family and was abused as a child.
Once she had finished reading the entire folder, her first thought was that he was going to be a difficult patient. Caroline wasn't discouraged by the thought though; she was up for the challenge.
As Caroline entered the ward, her first thought of the Recreation Room was that it had seen better days. The room that was once a Maya blue had faded and reminded Caroline of the sky just after it had rained. There was a black leather sofa that sat in front of the television while several matching leather armchairs sat haphazardly around the area. Caroline thought the room looked rather lonely.
The only sounds as she walked through the room were the sounds of her heels clacking on the linoleum floor, the hissing of the heating system, and the subtle whispering of some patients who were lost in conversation. Caroline headed down the attached hallway and began reading name plaques by the doors, looking for Klaus Mikaelson's room.
It was the second last room on the left. The door was slightly ajar, a thin ray of light shining out into the hallway. Caroline gently knocked on the door awaiting an answer. There was no response. Caroline knocked again, a little harder this time. There was still no response.
Caroline pushed open the door and peeked into the room.
The room was sparsely furnished; a single bed lay along the right wall, a small bedside table standing next to it. A worn plush armchair sat in the far corner of the room. The light that hung overhead gave off a warm glow.
Klaus sat in the middle of the room, a sketch pad in his hands. He seemed so consumed in his drawing that he hadn't heard her knock or enter. Caroline cleared her throat, making her presence known. Klaus glanced up, seemingly irritated by the interruption.
"Is there a reason you're here," he demanded, turning his attention back to his drawings.
"I'm Caroline Forbes; Dr. Gilbert reassigned you to me. I just wanted to introduce myself and meet you."
"Well, you've met me," Klaus growled in a guttural tone, "Now leave me in peace." Caroline frowned. She entered farther into the room so that she towered over Klaus. Klaus sighed angrily. He glared up at her. "You're blocking my lighting, love," he growled. Caroline sighed; she could tell he was going to be difficult. She knelt down so that she was eye to eye with him.
"You know, this isn't exactly a good way to start a doctor-patient relationship."
Klaus gave her a smirk, his eyes darkening. "Well, this doctor-patient relationship won't last long. Sooner or later, you'll give up like the other doctors I've had, claiming I'm a lost cause."
Caroline returned the smirk. "I'm not like your other doctors. I'm here to help you, Klaus, and I want you to know that you can trust me."