Caroline Forbes walked along the calm streets of New Orleans, looking around and checking her phone anxiously. 'This is where Klaus told me to meet him, so where is he?' She wondered, looking down at the time on her phone. Seven o'clock, he should be here by now. Annoyed, Caroline shoved her phone back into the pocket of her jeans and looked down at her outfit. She hadn't had the time to pack anything fancy when Klaus had called and told her that her ex-boyfriend Tyler Lockwood was in New Orleans, so the jeans, tank top, black boots and leather jacket she wore were pretty casual compared to what the others were wearing. She had a few choice words to say to her ex, and a few choice words for Klaus, if she ever showed up.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she pulled it out, a smile spreading across her face. The text read **I'm Close** and soon strong arms engulfed Caroline.
"'Ello love, so happy you could join me here in my home town." Klaus Mikaelson all but whispered in her ear, giving Caroline a chill. At first, she had hated Klaus for what he had done to her ex, making him one of his hybrid slaves, but after he had saved her life and given her something gorgeous to wear to her senior prom, she had become fond of Klaus, and something about him just drew her in. Caroline turned and Klaus let her go, a smirk on his face.
"Finally! Do you know how bad it is to wait around when there are like, a million other vampires who I have no idea if I can trust around?" Caroline snapped, in full on "You'd better have a good explanation" mode. She crossed her arms, waiting for an answer. Klaus just smiled.
"Had a bit of trouble getting away from the family. The wolf girl who is carrying my child has grown rather attached to Elija, and Rebekah would not shut up about me bringing another vampire around when we have enough problems as is. Don't be surprised if she finds us tonight." Klaus replied, taking Caroline's hand and leading her through the crowd of night-walkers that had gathered around her. They gave her the creeps, but she felt better now that Klaus was here. Caroline nodded, understanding. Rebekah Mikaelson was in fact a bitch, and one person she herself did not get along with. Elija Mikaelson, however, was different. His old world charm was similar yet different than his brothers.
"So, where exactly are we going? You told me we were going to confront Tyler since he tried to kill you." Caroline asked, looking around at the now empty streets, except for a few stray night-walkers.
""We are, love. We just have one stop to make before that. There is someone I'd like you to meet." Klaus explained, leading her into what she thought was a church. She was right.
"Let me guess, the wolf girl?" Caroline snipped, a pang of jealousy racing through her. She had no right to be jealous, really, but the fact that there was another girl in Klaus's life annoyed her.
"No, but you will meet her eventually. We're going to see a dear friend of mine. One who took over this place after we were run out of it almost a decade ago." Klaus tells her, opening the door. Caroline walked inside and stopped dead in her tracks.
"So you're the famous Caroline I've heard so much about. Welcome to New Orleans." A tall, dark skinned vampire says, smiling and walking over to Klaus. Following beside him was a young girl.
"Caroline, this is Marcel Gerard and Davina Clair. Marcel is co-ruler of this fine city and Davina is a very talented young witch. Be careful not to upset her though, her powers are quite strong." Klaus introduced. Caroline smiled and stuck her hand out, taking Marcel's hand in a firm shake. Davina only looked at Caroline, something she couldn't name flashing in the young girls eyes. Marcel dropped her hand.
"You're here because of Tyler and Klaus am I right?" Marcel asked, putting a caring hand on Davina's shoulder. Davina smiled some.
"I'm here to give that lying, no good excuse of a hybrid a piece of my mind if that's what you mean." Caroline replied, smiling as Klaus's hand tightened around hers,
"I'm sure he's very anxious to see you then." Was all Marcel said. Caroline nodded curtly. "Marcel, Caroline is a dear friend of mine and I want no harm to come to her. So please tell your men that they are in no way to do any harm, or they will be sorry." Klaus tells Marcel, his voice stern.
Marcel nodded. "They wont do a thing to her, I promise."
Klaus nodded, then he and Caroline left the church, passing through the french quarters to where Klaus had arranged for He and Tyler to meet. Little did Tyler know that Caroline was going to be there, and she was in no way happy with him. Caroline looked up at Klaus as they walked, studying him. If her heart could beat, it would be going a mile a minute. Klaus stopped about half way through the quarter and turned to her, a smile on his face before he lowered his head and caught Caroline's lips with his own. Caroline stood, shocked at first, but soon wrapped her arms around Klaus's neck, all thoughts fading from her mind. It was then that Caroline heard Tyler all but yell her name.
"CAROLINE?!"