Hey! I'm back with another story once more, if you haven't yet you can also read More Than A Slave and Behind Bars that are my 2 other stories. So this is the first chapter of an AU/AH Klaroline story. I hope you'll like it.

Thank you Mafalda for helping me and being my beta :)

Disclaimers: I don't own TVD or TO so I obviously don't own the characters but the plot is mine.

Chapter 1:

"Caroline, I know you are not happy about it but we have no other choice." Liz Forbes said with a loud sigh to her daughter. She had her back turned to Caroline and was helping her packing.

Caroline had always lived in this house; it was the house where she grew up with her family. With her mom and her brother, her twin brother, Matt, or Matty like Caroline called him. This house was so full of memories, good ones and bad ones. She remembered having fights with Matt but also playing with him in the garden, climbing the tree in the backyard, he would always be careful and stay behind her, to be there if she fell.

She also remembered all the sleepovers she had, in this very room where she was standing, with her high school friends. She remembered being here with Tyler a couple of times; well, almost all the time actually. And now she was leaving this house, her home, her memories, her entire life was there.

Caroline looked around to see the empty walls around her, Liz had decided that it would be better if she took everything with her and put it all in her new room, so she would still feel at home. Caroline didn't want to leave though, but she didn't say anything. Actually, not a single word had left Caroline's mouth since the 'incident', like they all called it.

It had been a month and a half now without Caroline saying a word. At first the doctors had said that it was normal after going through a trauma like she had, that she was shocked and she would start to talk again soon. But now after a month and a half they didn't know what to say to Caroline's family or friends anymore, after a month and a half they could clearly tell that it was not only the shock but also something else, but they couldn't quite tell what it was.

No one really knew what this trauma was exactly since Caroline didn't talk she couldn't tell them what had happened. So they were all just acting cautiously around her, waiting for her to say something, hoping she would say something.

She just looked empty at first, not moving much, just staring at the walls not even at the person talking to her, as if a piece of her was missing. Now she was a little better, she could handle looking at the person talking to her, and she did it just so she wouldn't be rude. And even if she still didn't say anything, at least now she nodded or shook her head, sometimes she would write on a paper to make herself understood. There was also another thing, she hadn't cried once since they found her, even after getting hurt she would just keep everything inside of her and she wouldn't let herself cry.

A lot of things had changed in her life since that 'incident'. She had been about to get married with Tyler Lockwood, they were engaged, but he left her two weeks after the incident. Saying he couldn't stay with her like this because she was not the woman he had fallen in love with anymore, he had given up on her after only two weeks. What kind of man would give up on the woman he is in love with after two short weeks?

"I'm never at home and I don't want you to be here alone so trust me it's for the best that you leave." Liz said turning around as she finished packing Caroline's stuff.

Caroline just looked into her mother's blue eyes as usual and didn't say anything; she simply nodded and tried to give her a little smile. It was new too, Caroline was now smiling occasionally, but it was still really rare. Caroline could see the pain in her eyes though, every time she looked into her mother's eyes she saw pain.

"You'll be fine. You're lucky to have friends like them because it was either that or I would have been obligated to put you in a specialized center, honey." Liz said coming closer to Caroline and cupping her face in her hands, "And I don't want that for you, I love you." she stated before kissing her forehead lovingly, "Come on, sweetie. We have to go now."

Liz grabbed one of the bags that were on Caroline's bed and Caroline grabbed the other one before following her mom out of the room. Before leaving, Caroline turned around once more to look at her now empty room, closing the door and walking into the corridor.

She looked at the picture that was on the wall and smiled a real, genuine smile. Those smiles were rare, really rare. On the picture there were her and Matt, both smiling at the same thing and holding onto each other. Caroline looked at Matt's beautiful blue eyes that were shining with happiness, just like hers. She closed her eyes for a second before grabbing the picture and putting it in her bag; she would keep this one with her. Then she looked back up to see that her mother was already gone so she quickly caught up with her.

"The doctor said to avoid leaving her alone at home." Liz said to the brown and curly haired woman standing in the doorway with a smile on her lips and shining brown eyes.

The entire way to get here Caroline had watched the outside through the window of her mother's cop car. She didn't leave the house much anymore; she actually almost never went outside. Most of her time was spent in her room or in the kitchen eating chocolate or cereals. Chocolate and cereals were her weak spot and she couldn't deny it, ever. So every time she went out she would look around to see if something had changed, to see if she could see new people on the street. But it was Mystic Falls and nothing changed here, it was always the same.

"Don't worry, Liz, I was not going to leave Caroline alone. If I'm not here my husband will be and if he isn't then we'll ask one of his siblings, or even one of mine, to stay here with her." Katherine answered keeping her reassuring smile on.

"Okay, and don't forget her appointments with her doctor at the hospital." Liz said to which Katherine nodded.

"I have the dates noted on the calendar and Elijah really never forgets anything, trust me he won't forget that either." She said annoyance laced in her voice thinking about how Elijah would never, ever, forget anything, including things she said during a fight for example, things she didn't mean.

Liz turned toward Caroline and kissed her on the cheek before saying, "I'll come to see you often, sweetie. I love you."

Caroline gave a little smile to her mother and then watched as she walked to her car, get in it and wave with her hand to say goodbye once more, before turning the engine on and driving away.

Caroline loved her mother but she hated the way she treated her like a baby. Ever since the incident everyone treated her like an infant, at first she understood it, but now it was annoying. The fact that she didn't talk anymore didn't mean that she was a baby; the fact that she looked so empty most of the time from the outside didn't mean that she was. She was just hiding all of her emotions, but they were there, boiling inside of her, she just couldn't let them out. But she was still an adult and she hated being treated like a child.

"So, now that your mom is gone I can be a little more myself. It kinda scares me that she is a cop and I'm always talking like a good woman in front of her but we both know I'm not, right?" Katherine exclaimed looking at Caroline who just looked at her and nodded in agreement.

Katherine smiled once more before turning around waving at Caroline to follow her. Katherine had always been so natural around Caroline; she had always been her best friend since they were little kids. But now there was always this bit of awkwardness, as if she didn't know how to act around Caroline anymore. Caroline just wanted to scream at her, to act normal around her but she didn't, she just kept it inside of her like all the rest.

Caroline had so many emotions inside of her that when she looked at herself in the mirror she was always taken aback by how empty she seemed. She was always wondering how she was able to hide her feelings that way, it's not like she meant to do it. It was just instinct, her body protecting itself from breaking down completely. She was the only one knowing why she had this impulse to keep everything inside, not showing her emotions, not talking. It was calming not to hear her own voice, it was making her feel better about herself, and she didn't talk because she could barely handle hearing the sound of her voice. Caroline was brought back from her thoughts when Katherine started talking.

"You're gonna stay in the guest bedroom and you have a bathroom just for yourself." Katherine said as they started climbing the stairs, "Elijah will be home soon." she added before opening the door to Caroline's new room, "Tada! This is your new room. How do you like it? Oh I know you love it; I know all your tastes anyway so you can only love it."

Katherine and Elijah were married for six months now and it was all perfect between them. Caroline had been the maid of honor at their wedding. It was all before the incident so it was when Caroline was still her bubbly self. She knew that deep down inside of her she was still the same Caroline but something had been broken, making it impossible for her to express it on the outside.

But most of the time Katherine managed to bring a small smile to Caroline's lips like right now, just the ghost of a smile that had been once so radiant and so full of light.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you two things." Katherine exclaimed turning around to face Caroline who looked at her confused and a little taken aback by her outburst, "First, tonight you'll be wearing a dress, you'll put some make up on and you'll look beautiful because I might have invited people for dinner to show them that you are fine, since everyone is worried about you. And second, if there is a stranger barging in the house and acting like he is home, don't worry it's normal. Elijah's really unmannered brother stays here a lot." she commented, and seeing Caroline's confused look she added.

"He is the one who was not at the wedding; you know the one who is in the military and was out of the country on a mission god knows where. He came back to the country two weeks ago and he doesn't have his own place yet. Sometimes he stays with Kol and Rebekah, but most of the time he stays here 'cause the house is bigger. That's what he said but we all know it's just to avoid killing Kol." Katherine explained before she heard the front door opening and closing.

"Oh, Elijah is home so I'm gonna go downstairs and tell him you're here, so you can unpack your stuff and act as if you're at home because this is your home too now. And one last thing, I might have forgotten to talk to Elijah's brother about you, he is not really the kind of person I love to talk to because at the end of the conversation I always want to kill him. See ya later." She said before storming out of the room to greet Elijah.

Caroline didn't like to meet new people in those circumstances, saying she was not at her best would be an understatement, and knowing she had never been anyone's first choice. Never the person people would choose first, even before the incident, how would someone who had never seen her before want to meet her now?

Caroline looked around once more and decided she didn't like those empty walls; she quickly went to her bags and opened the one where she knew all her pictures were. She took out all her pictures, one by one to hang them on the wall. By the time she was over it was already halfway through the afternoon.

The next thing Caroline did was to unpack her clothes and put everything in the empty drawers and wardrobe. Once it was done she went into the bathroom and sighed from relief when she saw that she had both a bath and a shower. She quickly put all of her stuff in its rightful place. The last thing she took out of her bag were her pills.

Because Caroline had medication, people would think that she had to take pills because she was crazy but that was not it. She had to take them because it helped her to sleep at night. It helped her with her panic attacks too, she had a lot of those, but it was better with the medication. At first she had a lot more drugs to take because initially she had refused to eat anything and it had made her weak.

Caroline shook her head to stop the memories, before putting the medicine in their place. Then she looked at herself in the mirror, empty blue eyes looking back at her, pale cheeks, not rosy like they had always been before, not a single trace of a smile on her lips. And this was one of her good days, she had put a little of make up this morning knowing she would leave the house, she had curled her hair like she had always done before but it was still not the same, she still looked different.

Usually she would stay at home all day without a single trace of make up on her face and her hair in a loose bun not caring much about how she looked. Her mom would tell her to do some effort to look more presentable but Caroline would just ignore her.

Caroline looked at her reflection in the mirror once more before closing her eyes tightly, it was not her, it was not her that she saw in the mirror, it was a complete stranger, someone people didn't want to have anything to do with. Someone people were always cautious around, as if she would snap and explode. People would think that she was weak, she was reacting that way to her trauma because she was weak and she couldn't handle it, and maybe they were right, maybe she was weak.

But yet again, would someone weak be able to keep everything for themselves the way she did? Would someone weak be able to keep everything, every emotion inside? Would someone weak be able to keep the tears from falling even when hurt, physically and mentally? Would someone weak be able to deal with their pain on their own? Would someone weak be able to cope with all this overwhelming sadness that was boiling inside of Caroline? Would someone weak be able to cope with all this guilt Caroline had inside of her? No, only someone strong would be able to do this, but people didn't see it that way. Even Caroline, knew it deep down inside of her, but she still saw herself like everyone did, she saw herself as weak.

Caroline re-opened her eyes, turned away from the mirror and went back into her room. She walked toward the bed and sat there for a few minutes before deciding that she would go downstairs to drink a glass of water before getting ready for the dinner, she had to try and look like her old self, physically at least. She didn't want to make everyone uncomfortable, because that's what constantly happened, they were always uncomfortable around her, all of them. She had seen Elijah's siblings only once before and once after the incident, and yet they were the ones seeming the less uncomfortable around her. Katherine was less uncomfortable than the others too but she was still a little.

Caroline stood up from her bed and walked toward the door, she opened it and looked into the corridor happy to see that no one was there. She preferred to stay alone, since the incident she didn't enjoy people's company as much as she used to, which brought her back to her earlier thoughts; she didn't enjoy their company because they were uncomfortable around her.

She quickly went downstairs; she quietly walked toward the kitchen hearing Katherine and Elijah in the living room. She entered the kitchen and searched for a glass, once she had found one she filled it with water and drank it slowly. She felt good in this house, at least when there was only Katherine and Elijah at home she felt good. Her thoughts were broken when she heard a noise, it sounded like it was coming from the front door.

She put her glass down on the counter top and started to walk toward the entrance of the kitchen to go and see what was making noise when she came face to face with a gun. Caroline's eyes widened in fear and as much as she wanted to scream, no sound came out of her mouth, she saw the person holding the gun press the trigger.

She closed her eyes and took some steps back waiting for the bullet to pierce her head and kill her, but instead she felt water hitting her face and she barely had the time to understand that it was just a water gun. However the realization had come too late, her mind was now filled with horrible memories she would do anything to forget.

It was dark outside; she was walking toward her car to get home after spending her evening at the grill with Tyler. Matty was still inside, he worked there. She finally reached her car and started to search for her keys in her purse. She abruptly stopped moving when she heard a noise just behind her. She slowly turned around and found herself face to face with a gun. Caroline felt the panic rise in her organism, she felt this unbearable fear taking over her body.

"My mother is the sheriff of this town you know." She stated with what was supposed to be a strong voice but only came out as a trembling one.

The man didn't say anything and just came closer, his gun was now touching Caroline's forehead and she closed her eyes tightly feeling the tears dropping down her cheeks as a sob escaped her mouth.

"Please, don't kill me. You can have my purse and you can have the car just please don't kill me." She cried, her whole body trembling.

"That's not what I want." A deep male voice answered before hitting her with the back of his gun, Caroline felt herself drop to the floor and then everything went black.

She let herself fall to the floor and felt her breathing getting heavy, it was starting again. She hadn't had a panic attack in three weeks, and now this man had to provoke her one. She hated feeling so weak.

Caroline was breathing hard; she put her hands to her chest that was moving up and down frantically. She looked up to see that the man was now crouched down next to her saying something, but she couldn't hear what he was saying, she could only hear her heart beating fast, hitting her ribcage and her ragged breath. The man was looking at her concerned with his deep blue eyes, Caroline looked away standing up and starting to walk toward the stairs.

She was still breathing hard and she still had her hands on her chest, as if that could help. She quickly climbed the stairs and walked into her room, before walking into the bathroom and quickly taking her pills to calm her down. She put a few in her hand and brought them to her mouth before quickly swallowing them. Then when she started to calm down she put a little water on her face before looking toward the door to see that the man had followed her and was just looking at her form the doorway.

Caroline had always been smart but she would be an idiot not to understand that this was Elijah's brother, first he had barged into the house as if he was home just like Katherine said he would, second, he looked a lot like Rebekah. He was quite handsome she had to admit but now was not the time to think about it.

Now that the fear and panic was gone Caroline felt the anger rise inside of her. He had provoked her, another, panic attack. If the doctors learnt it they would want to make more tests again, they would ask to see her more often and she hated it. Her face was now flushed red from the anger as she walked toward him and quickly pushed him out of her room before slamming the door in his face, when he turned around to tell her something.

Caroline was now looking at the door in wonder. She usually wouldn't have shown that many emotions, they were supposed to stay hidden inside of her. Then why was it that this man, that she didn't even know, Klaus if she remembered well from the wedding, when Katherine had explained that one of Elijah's brothers was not there, managed to bring out that much anger? The panic was normal she didn't control her panic attacks, but the anger?

Klaus was now standing on the other side of the door looking at it bewildered. What was this girl's problem? First she totally panicked when he aimed at her with a water gun and now she was angry, for whatever reason and pushed him out of the room before slamming the door in his face. While, if he might add, he tried to help her out when she was having her panic attack.

"Rude. Another one of Katherine bitchy friends I guess." Klaus muttered before turning around and walking toward the stairs.

He had intended to scare and throw water at Katherine but he had realized too late that it was not Katherine in front of him. Instead of her, a beautiful blond woman with those amazing blue eyes that held so many emotions, had been standing there. When you saw her, at first sight she seemed empty and emotionless but when you looked into her eyes, you could see that she had a lot of feelings and was just hiding them. Klaus had seen a lot of soldiers trying to mask their fear before, so he knew what he was talking about. But it was different in this case; it seems this girl was not only hiding her fear but all of her feelings as well. She obviously failed at concealing her panic and her anger, in this case, though.

So? What do you think guys? Is this story a good idea or should I give up (I won't give up anyway)

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