Welcome and thank you for giving this story a chance! I will be really glad if you like it. This is an AU/AH and it's definitely Klaroline; you just have to be patient with them a little :)

English is not my first language so I apologize for my mistakes in advance.

I don't own TVD or its characters; only the plot of this story.


Rebekah Mikealson had always been the baby of the family. As the only girl growing up among four brothers, she was used to receive all the attention she could imagine; even more after their parents' death.

Someone could say she was always spoiled rotten by her siblings. As a teenager, she loved getting into trouble; especially whenever her twin brother Kol was involved with her in it. Going to parties, ditching school, dating the most popular guys; she had it all.

After graduating high school, she calmed down a little. To her own surprise, she was even accepted into college. However, her dream to become a successful fashion designer had led her steps out of England; to the City of New York.

After three years of living there, Rebekah still hadn't fulfilled her ambitions. Nevertheless, she tried to like her recent job as a personal assistant in the office of Jenna Sommers, the style director at American Vogue. The Blonde knew there was a long way ahead of her in making her dreams come true. The fact that she was being yelled at almost everyday made her life difficult but she wasn't one of these people who were going to give up easily.

Walking down the Fifth Avenue, she was already late for her lunch date with her best friend of two years, Caroline Forbes. They met at work and Rebekah had to admit that at the beginning she didn't like the woman at all. At the age of 23, Caroline became the right hand of the head photographer for Vogue, Damon Salvatore. It was an extremely hard position to get for every young photographer and Rebekah simply envied her success. After having to work together almost at every occasion, the two women had got to know each other which made them best friends in the end.

Arriving at their favorite restaurant, Rebekah took the place next to the other Blonde.

"I'm sorry for being late, Care. But I..."

"You don't need to apologize, Bekah. I'm used to it already," Caroline interrupted her, obviously not willing to hear any excuses. She looked exhausted, the bags under her eyes revealing that something went wrong since Rebekah saw her last time.

"Okay..." hesitated Rebekah before she asked carefully. "So what's got you into this mood, Caroline?"

"Enzo broke up with me yesterday," Caroline's hands flew up in the air as a sign of her frustration.

Rebekah almost choked on the drink she was sipping. "What? I thought he was going to propose."

"Yeah, well me too. Obviously, his need to find a new girlfriend has been stronger than finding a ring for his old one," Caroline signed; tears welling up in her eyes again.

"Care, I'm sorry," Rebekah hugged her friend.

"I should have expected it... I mean; the best buddy of Damon Salvatore. What was I thinking?"

"Maybe you should have," Rebekah almost responded but decided against it.

"I have a proposition for you. We call Stefan and today, we are going to celebrate the fact that you are single and able to get any hot guy you desire again. I bet he will be awesome."

Caroline smiled a little. "Thank you, Bekah. But I..."

This time, it was Rebekah who cut her off. "I won't take no for an answer, you know?"

Caroline signed loudly but nodded.

After talking details of their night together and convincing Stefan on the phone to tag along, Rebekah had to go back to work for a few hours.


Before Rebekah got to the entrance of the main building of Vogue, her working place, she decided to call her brother Niklaus whom she left behind in London along with her remaining family.

"And she lives," was his first sentence after picking up.

Rebekah smirked. Despite their different natures, Nik had always been her favorite sibling. Where Rebekah's opinions were extremely voiced, Klaus kept them to himself. Where she was one of the popular girls at high school, Klaus was this weird guy everybody knew only as her older brother.

The only things they shared were their temper and passion for art, although of a different type.

"You know, Nik if you missed me that much you could give me a call yourself," she smirked because she was sure he'd never admit out loud that he's been missing his little sister.

"Don't flatter yourself too much, Bekah," he said but she imagined him chuckling at her witty remark.

Rebekah ignored his last comment and changed the subject. "How is my sweetest niece? I would like to greet her."

"She's not at home. Actually, I should really go and pick up Maddie and my wife. They're visiting Lauren's uncle. Maybe we could be persuaded to call you tomorrow."

"That would be lovely, thank you."

"Talk to you later then, little sister. Goodbye!" He added and hanged up.

Yes, Klaus had been indeed married for five years already. It was a shotgun wedding that connected lives of Niklaus Mikealson and Lauren Elmore. He was eighteen and she seventeen. Rebekah still couldn't comprehend how that happened. Her big brother and the star of their high school athletic team slept together, even though they had nothing in common. And then he got her pregnant.

Everyone was surprised at Nik's responsibility after he announced their engagement. It became clear later that despite of the unfortunate circumstances, the young couple cared for each other.

Four months after the wedding, Madeleine Mikealson was born. That day, she immediately took over Rebekah's place of the sweetheart of the Mikealson family. Not that her aunt minded. She loved her little niece from the first moment she laid eyes on her in the hospital; as did everyone else.


Stefan picked her up some time around 9 p.m. However, he wasn't alone; there was one of his colleagues and friends from the hospital accompanying him. Stefan worked as a medical intern at Lenox Hill Hospital in New York.

Later that night, after Caroline joined them in the club they picked, they were enjoying their time together. Taking shot after shot of vodka and whisky, they really had fun talking and dancing.

"You should finally admit to him that you like him, Bekah." Caroline pointed out drunkenly as Stefan and his friend Simon left for the dance floor.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Rebekah blushed nervously.

The true was, she had been developing crush on Stefan since Caroline introduced them. But he never seemed to notice.

"Come on, what are you so scared of? If he'll refuse you, you can always have another one night stand with Damon."

"You're being a bitch right now, Caroline." Rebekah scoffed at her.

Caroline covered her mouth in surprise, already regretting her words.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry, Bekah. I'm drunk and miserable. I really think I should be heading home."

After a while, Caroline took her purse; ready to leave.

"I'll go with you. You could crash at my place. We're both a little bit too drunk to go home alone." Rebekah stated suddenly before she added, "Wait for me, please. I'll be right back."

Not knowing, what had gotten into her, Rebekah headed to the bar where Stefan was talking to some slut, who was obviously trying to seduce him.

Rebekah didn't hesitate anymore; she grasped his face into her palms and kissed him passionately.

Stefan was ready to push away the person who was kissing him out of nowhere. However, realizing it was Rebekah, he only intensified the kiss.

Rebekah broke away abruptly as she gave him a seductive smile. "Call me to arrange our date."

He only nodded, unable to form any words and watched her leave.

"That was so hot, Bekah!" Caroline couldn't stopped admiring her friend's courage during the whole taxi ride from the club.

"I'm so, so proud of you." She kept whispering before they both fall asleep from exhaustion.


Rebekah woke up at a sound of her phone ringing for the third time already. Looking at the caller ID she cursed her brother Elijah silently.

"Make it stop," mumbled Caroline next to her before going back to sleep.

Having hangover from yesterday, Rebekah decided to call him back later but he was really persistent to get ahold of her.

"You do realize that in New York is five in the morning, right?" She groaned after finally picking up.

"Rebekah…" As the head of their family, Elijah rarely sounded scared. That's why the desperation in her brother's voice awakened her from her slumber.

"What is it, Elijah?" She asked, not sure if she would like to hear whatever he wanted to say.

"It's Niklaus and his family. They've been in an accident."

"How bad is it?" She asked again, her voice trembling.

"Niklaus and Lauren are both in surgery. Maddie's… gone." Rebekah's heart skipped a beat as she tried to process the news.

"Come home, please. We need you."


And that is the end of the prologue! I'm sorry for the tragic ending. It'll get better. Maybe ;) And it won't be always written from Rebekah's point of view.

Let me know what you think, please. :)