Caroline giggled as she sipped her champagne. They were at a very expensive restaurant. The only reason she had agreed to a date with him was because she had found out Tyler was sleeping with Haley, and she was upset. So of course she had said yes! Honestly, she admitted to herself, she didn't regret her choice. Hanging out with Klaus was fun. He spoke of all the different countries he had visited throughout his years, and spoke of the wonders of immortality. She enjoyed hearing about his adventures. He offered to take her to Paris. She had laughed and told him not to taunt her with such incredible offers. She knew he would never really take her to Paris, though she'd love to. It was the December after her senior year; December 24th to be exact; Christmas Eve. At the end of the dinner, they had split a dessert. Klaus knew all of the right things to say to her. First he would make her laugh, and then he would be personal, and open his soul up. Caroline vowed not to get too attached; this was Klaus. He was evil! She thought back to when Stefan had said he was really no worse than the rest of them. Klaus wasn't evil, she decided, but she still couldn't date him. They were not in Mystic Falls, but someone near there. The restaurant had beautiful Latin music playing. Caroline mentioned that she used to be in ballot, when she was little. She said she still enjoyed dancing though.

"Would you like to dance?" He asked her, finally. She looked slightly confused. There was music, but this did not seem like the kind of place they could dance at.

"We can't dance here! No one else is!"

"We could start it. Anyway, what does it matter what others think? If you don't want to dance here, there is a ballroom in my home." Klaus threw the idea out as if inviting her over was completely okay. Caroline was about to say something rude, but then thought against it. He was being awfully sweet.

Caroline hesitated before finally asking, "It would be alright if we danced at your house?" He smiled a wonderful smile of pure delight.

"Yes, it would be more than alright. It would be fantastic."

They arrived at his house not 10 minutes later. He led her to the ballroom by the hand. "You look stunning Caroline." He whispered into her ear before walking away to play music. Caroline was still slightly woozy from the alcohol, but could still think straight. He chose a slow song she did not recognize. She liked it though.

"Klaus," she started, as he took her to the middle of the room and began to dance slowly, "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything, love." He began quietly humming.

"Why don't you let anyone know the real you?"

"The real me is terrifying. The real me kills nonstop. Many people know the real me." Klaus replied, frank.

"No, I mean this you. I like this you." She said softly, resting her head on his shoulder and they moved their feet.

"You like me, Caroline?" He didn't seem to be mocking her, but simply curious.

"I feel so comfortable around you Klaus. It's as if I've known you forever." Why was she telling him all of this? She didn't like Klaus! She couldn't! There was no way she felt that way for him. "You open up with me. I like that."

The music stopped, and so did the dancing. "You're extraordinary Caroline." Klaus whispered, slowly closing in for a kiss. She did not fight it. She was going to say something, but she couldn't help it. It was not a long kiss, but a meaningful one. On the lips; short and sweet. When he backed away, she touched her lips. She had enjoyed it. She had enjoyed a kiss with the enemy. She almost smacked herself right there. He wasn't the enemy anymore. He was simply lonely. She wanted another kiss, but knew better. They looked into each other's eyes for the longest time.

"Would you like me to take you home now?" He asked softly.

"Yes please. I would appreciate a ride." She didn't really want to go home, but she knew staying the night here wasn't an option, so she was glad to accept the offer. He kissed her hand right as she walked through the door of her house.

"I will see you soon." He added quietly.

"Goodnight Klaus." She said to him, right before closing the door.

The Next Morning:

Caroline woke up feeling refreshed. The first thing she noticed was a small box by the side of her bed. She sat up in her bed, and picked it up. The card read "Caroline" and nothing more. She slowly lifted the lid of the box. Inside, there were a few things. The first thing she pulled out were diamond earrings. The second was a beautiful hand-drawn picture of her. The final thing was an envelope. She opened it. There was a card inside. Closed in the card, were two tickets to Paris, France. Caroline could not believe her eyes. She read the card:

Merry Christmas

The second ticket is for me.

Enjoy.

-Klaus

She had to return it. She couldn't accept this! The drawing she could maybe accept and it meant the most to her. But the earring must have cost thousands of dollars, and the Paris tickets were unbelievable! When he had said he would take to Paris, she had not, for even one second, thought he wasn't joking. She picked up her phone and called Klaus.

"Hello." He answered on the first ring.

"Klaus! The gifts… They're too much! I can't take these."

"Caroline. I got them for you. You cannot return any one of these items, and what would I do with them? They're yours; accept, of course, one of the tickets." Caroline could tell he was smiling.

"Klaus…" She didn't know what to say. She wanted to go to Paris, and she wanted to go with him.

"I told you I would show you the world. Last night, you said you wanted to see Paris, so Paris will be our first destination. You'll see the tickets are for tonight. I suggest you get packing. I will pick you up."

"Klaus! No… I…" She paused. I what? "Okay." She finally responded.

She was going to Paris.