So this is my first fanfiction ever so it's probably going to be really bad and I don't have beta so there might be some mistakes. But read it and let me know what you think. It basically happens 18 years after the events of the season 5 finale of TVD and the season 1 finale of TO. I stopped watching TO after the midseason finale so I'm not really sure of the specifics of what Hope is so I made her human in this and because I needed Camille I made her a vampire. Hope you enjoy!


February 2030

Perhaps one day, in a year or even in a century, you'll turn up at my door and let me show you what the world has to offer.

I intend to be your last. However long it takes.

The more Caroline thought of what Klaus said to her all those years ago, the faster she drummed her fingers on the steering wheel. Did he really mean all of that or was it more of a 'in the moment thing' or had he found someone else? All of those questions pestered her. It would be embarrassing to finally show up at his door and him not even remember her. No, she was Caroline Forbes, she was Miss Mystic Falls for godsake! Caroline was not going to let anyone make her feel embarrassed, certainly not a blonde dimpled Original hybrid. She'll walk in there with her head held high and take all of New Orleans by surprise.

Suddenly two hands shot out and encircled her wrists. "Hey! I kinda need my hands to drive and make sure we don't get into an accident!" she squealed.

"Sorry but the finger tapping was starting to get really annoying, it's going to be fine," replied her best friend in his broody albeit caring voice as he let go of her wrists. "Honestly he wouldn't have forgotten about you, I saw how he was with you. He was serious about everything he said," Stefan carried on seemingly reading her mind. "So let's just think about how we're going to find him. I'm thinking we hit the bars, he has a drinking problem that can rival Damon's."

"Okay Mister I-know-everything-about-Klaus-Mikaelson-because-I-spent-the-twenties-with-him, which bar do we start with and how do we go about finding him?" Caroline questioned as she stopped outside their hotel. "I doubt we can just throw his name around unless we want to make enemies fast."

"No we sit around and wait for someone to mention him," Stefan answered, shooting down the exasperated look Caroline threw him.

They went inside to check in, drop their bags off in their rooms and then proceeded to go out in search of bars that seemed like the ones Klaus would frequent.

Caroline took a deep breath (though she didn't need one, she found it oddly calming) before entering the last bar on their list, Rousseau's, after Stefan. They had no luck with the previous bars. It would really suck if after all this time Caroline finally felt like she was ready to confront her feelings for Klaus (with actual words unlike that day in the woods) after finishing college, visiting to all the states in America except for Louisiana and traveling to a few countries that were not Paris, Rome or Tokyo with Stefan for the last 18 years.

"Bourbon for me, vodka for my friend," Caroline heard Stefan tell the pretty bartender who looked a bit older than Caroline. Something was not normal with the bartender. Caroline listened closer using her vampire senses the bartender, Camille, as her nametag read, had no heartbeat. Caroline smiled thinking they must be in the right place. Stefan glanced at her and smiled too obviously having heard what she heard which was nothing.

An hour later; drinking their, well they didn't know what number drink they were on because they had lost count some time ago, a handsome brown skinned vampire entered the bar and started heading towards them. "Where were you, Marcel? I went by the compound earlier," Camille questioned the newcomer, Marcel.

"I was with Klaus at the planation today…" replied Marcel and he continued on but Caroline could only hear Klaus and planation, she had read that there was an old planation in New Orleans from about a hundred years ago. It seemed that today was her lucky day and the universe was on her side. Caroline was ready to jump out of her seat and go get her car but Stefan shook his head conveying through a single look that it would look too suspicious. So they waited for about 10 minutes because it was about as long as Caroline could handle and both left in search of the planation.

"Now that looks like a place Klaus would live in, though I prefer his Mystic Falls mansion it was much more grand and lavish," Caroline stated while staring at the white mansion they were nearing.

"Still a mansion. Looks a lot like the home I grew up in actually," Stefan added.

Stefan and Caroline got out of the car and climbed up the steps. Okay you can do this, even if he rejects you or looks at you like he doesn't know you, this is good for you! It is something you need to say, Caroline kept repeating to herself. "Are you going to ring the doorbell instead of just standing or should I ring it?" said Stefan breaking her mantra. Caroline shook her head and reached her hand out to ring the bell.

Hope was reading when the doorbell ringed, she waited for someone else to get it because after all she was in a house full of strong, fast immortal beings but it soon became evident that everyone was too lazy to come out from their respective rooms. Huffing she sat up and headed to the door. Hope was surprised to see a beautiful blonde around her age standing at her doorstep wearing an identical look of surprise. The blonde looked familiar to Hope but she couldn't figure out why. "Um…we were looking for Klaus, he does live here right?" came a voice from behind the blonde. He looked like one of Aunt Rebekah's old boyfriends whose name escaped her right now.

"Oh yes. I'm Hope Mikaelson," she chimed. A look of confusion fell over the blonde and the man.

"We thought there were only six Mikaelsons, three of them being dead dead like burn up in flames dead. Though Hope's a modern name something I'd name my daughter actually. Which makes it weird for a Mikealson's name," babbled the blonde.

"There were 6, I'm not actually one of the siblings," Hope replied without giving too much away to these people she knew nothing of. "And you are?"

"Caroline Forbes and Stefan Salvatore, we're friends of Klaus." The names rang a bell in Hope's head.

"You're Rebekah's ex from the twenties and I think I've heard the name Caroline but I can't remember what the conversation was about."

"Actually Stefan was also with Rebekah in 2011," said Caroline smirking, while Stefan looked a bit sheepish. "Well enough about who we were, as I said before we're…I'm here to see Klaus."

"Sorry! I got a bit carried away there." Hope apologized. "Dad! Someone's here to see you!" she yelled. She turned back to see matching expressions of shock on Caroline and Stefan's faces. Hope saw a glimpse of Caroline's face drain of color before she flashed away.

"We weren't aware Klaus had an 18 year old looking kid," explained Stefan just as her father came down the stairs.

"Ripper nice to see you. So have you decided to let go of that ridiculous bunny diet and be your true self?" greeted Klaus.

"No. I came with Caroline, you should have told her," Stefan said quietly while picking up the car keys Caroline had dropped. Hope and Klaus looked at Stefan as he got into his car and watched him till they couldn't see the car anymore. Hope turned to face Klaus prompting an explanation from him only to see him look truly sad.

"The portraits!" Hope exclaimed everything finally making sense.

"What?" Klaus asked breaking out of his haze.

"The blonde, Caroline she looked familiar because you draw pictures of her. Who is she?"

"Someone I promised the world to when I went to save her but as time went on she saved me," Klaus solemnly said walking back up the stairs.


That's the end, I thought it'd be a much shorter than this so this isn't the original ending I had planned and it was supposed to be a one shot but because of how long it turned out I might make it a two shot but that depends if you guys like it or not.