I haven't wrote anything in years, nor have I been this into a ship in YEARS. I am complete consumed in the possibility of what Klaus and Caroline can be, I am a little upset with the fact that now Klaus is stuck in Tyler's body at the moment, but look on the bright side that can be used to Klaus' advantage right? That is what this story will be what I can see happening with them in Season 4 - I am a little rusty, so please bear with me. I am not too sure where I am going with this – I have little ideas that have manifested itself in my brain.

I have an old account on here from when I use to write but, to save my life I cannot remember the email or the password I used. I wrote this two days ago; seeing as ff [dot] net has a two day waiting period I am just now getting to post.


Chapter One

"I'm going out", Klaus told Bonnie as she step foot in the cell he'd called his home for the past three weeks – three weeks. Three weeks of hell, all he could think about was his girl - his Caroline and how distraught she had been during his last encounter with her. She'd been so overcome by the news of his death. Yes, she was upset not because of Klaus being dead but, that with him dead all those he sired died – including Tyler. However, he liked to tell himself that a small part of her mourned him. He relived those few moments in the Lockwood cellar countless times. The feel of her body as she wrapped her arms around him, the feel of her pink lips as she kissed him with all the strength and love she had – yes she thought he was Tyler – she'd thought she was hugging and kissing Tyler - spending the last moments of Tyler's life with Tyler. He snarled his nose at the thought of Tyler and being stuck yet another minute in this gruesome body.

"Uh, no you don't", Bonnie told him stepping in front of him, as attempted to block his path, which caused him to stir from his thoughts. "We have a deal", the dreaded Bennett witch snarled at him, he scoffed. "You are to stay put till I could find away to undo all of this". The nerve of this woman – girl - that was the term to best describe the judgy little Bennett witch.

"You're not the one in charge here, sweetheart", he quickly grabbed her pinning her arms with his own weight against her chest. He noted that her pulse rate rapidly increased. He knew it was because she feared him and that was one thing he would make sure of – he was the original hybrid. He was the one with all the control and power just as he had been for a thousand years. It did not matter that he was stuck in this bulky body. "you are dispensable, love. There are far more experienced witches than you.", he felt her tremble slightly at his words. "So if I was you'd I'd watch that sharp little tongue of your when it came to how you spoke to me in the future.", she narrowed her eyes at him. "You know witch's blood is quite tasty; I bet you'll be a tasty little thing.", he licked his tongue over his lips in hopes to frighten the witch even more.

"You won't kill me", she told him, she struggled against him. She was not match for him and they both knew it but of course leave it to the witch to decide to play all badass. "you may find me dispensable but, no one else has as much to gain in helping you as I do.", he smirked and shoved her away causing her to stumble a bit.

"Ah, yes your mum.", he flashed her a devilish smile, he callously walked near her, almost as if he was circling his victim. "I need my body back", he told her, watching as his sudden change of subject baffled the cleaver (or so she liked to think) witch "You have had weeks, and I'm beginning to lose my patience. Honestly, Bonnie how hard is it to place a locator spell on a dead corpse?", he silently shuttered, the idea of his body being God (if there was such a thing), only knows where. "I think a certain new witchy baby vampire maybe just what I need to cure my anger and boredom…", he mused, oh he would kill that dreaded Abby Bennett in a heartbeat – no pun intended and by the look on Bonnie's face she knew this as well.

"Give me a week.", she told him, he shot her a look as to say you've had a week and longer.

"I am giving you three days", he stopped in front of her, catching her eyes in his. "And, until then you my dear are going to do my bidding. I want you to go to the Salvatores' and explain to them that there is away to resurrect Tyler."

"You honestly, think they'd be willing to risk bring you back in exchange for Tyler?", the witch had more courage than many of the witches that he'd encountered in the course of his long life.

"I do not care what they wish.", he was so tired of answering to the likes of Damon and Stefan Salvatore. He was tired of everyone going above and beyond to satisfy the likes of the dreaded Salvatore brothers and their girl. What about what his girl wanted – his Caroline – somehow his thoughts always went back to her. He was perplexed – how'd she get under his skin so quickly. He knew he would go mad if he didn't see her soon – this is why he had orchestrated a new plan – he had to see her. "I am sure that the Forbes girl is beside herself with grief.", he tried his best to mask his emotions and to not allow his face to betray him.

"Don't even pretend you care about Caroline.", Bonnie shook her head and gave him that judgy little look she wore so well. "You're the one who came up with this plan to take over Tyler's body."

"I'm not the one who used her hocus pocus to make this arrangement possible", he was quick to remind her, she glared at him. "Besides if I hadn't they'd all be dead.", he shuttered at the idea of not their deaths but, his own.

"I'd rather not think about it.", she looks away, she hated the idea of loosing all those whom she loved. "I brought you a blood bag.", she retrieved the blood bag from her huge bag. That was the only thing the pesky little witch had managed to be good for. Bonnie Bennett did not like him, and of course there was no love lost. The only reason she was feeding him was due to the fact that she didn't know what would happen to the others if he was to starve to death. So, this was how it went basically – Bonnie brought him a nightly snack. Bonnie never spoke of any news of Mystic Falls, nor did her really question her about such because, he knew that she wouldn't tell him anything.

Klaus snatched the blood from her hand harshly. "I'd kill no pun intended", he smirked at his own joke. "for something vibrant and full of life", the witch turned up her nose as he began to suck violently on the tube that hang from the blood bag. "You know, love. You can't keep me here forever.", she rolled her eyes before turning to leave him in his cell. "How long before you think someone wanders down to this tomb?", he watched as she turned to him, raising an eyebrow. "What do you think the gang would say about you keeping poor Tyler prisoner?", he pretended to ponder the thought for a second. Klaus had made up his mind he wasn't staying a second longer in this damned tomb. He pushed past her only to be stopped dead in his tracks by an unseen force. "Come now; love, a boundary spell is that really necessary?", he turned to her nostrils flared.

"Yes.", her voice was full of venom. No doubt she enjoyed these little confrontations and getting the chance to prove just how badass the Savatores' lacky witch was. "I do not trust you."

He laughed, at her measly little attempt hadn't the witch learned anything from her previous encounters with him. He'd nearly killed the witch upon their first meeting. He guessed what they said was true some people just didn't learn their lesson. Oh but, he'd teach her – and he sure as hell would be leaving the tomb before the night ended. "You may not trust me but, you fail to realize how powerful I really am.", his voice was calm and then without warning he pulled her to him and bit into the left side of her neck causing her to yelp in pain. "I may very well rot here if I end you.", he whispered in her ear, his voice full of vice. "but, I am tired of this game", he bent his head a bit and let himself drank her blood a bit before pulling back his fangs. "I know that you can't be compelled but, I like to think that I have other ways that are just as persuading.", he felt her tremble violently under his gasp. "Fantastic.", he smirked. "I see that I have your attention.", he turned her to face him, he held her shoulders in his grasp violently. "you're going to let me leave here tonight, do you understand?", she nodded. "Say it, say I am free to leave."

"You're free to leave", she did as he wanted. "Klaus", she didn't want to die all because, an annoying Original was bored and craving something alive and vibrant.

He didn't let her go right away; he walked with her in his grasp forcing her to walk with him until he was outside of the tomb he'd called his home for the past three weeks. "Three days, love.", he told her – he didn't trust the witch one bit and he'd seen firsthand that little headache trick she'd performed on vampires. "Three days to find my body or else I'll kill every last one of those you fancy starting with your mum.", he had no intention of kill anyone in the foreseeable future but, his tone told her other wise and that was the desired he knew would get the job done.

"Klaus, it's not that easy.", she told him, causing him to growl, he took in a deep breath. She had no idea how tempting it was to sink his teeth into her flesh and drain her dry. Klaus however was no fool. He knew that by ending Bonnie right now that he'd prolong his chances of finding his body.

"Tick, tock times a wasting", he told her, he had wasted too much valuable time with this silly witch. He was free now, so he need not waste another precious second. Klaus shoved her away from him roughly, causing her to fall to the ground and with that he was gone. Bonnie didn't even have the chance to comprehend what had just happened.


Caroline was tired of all the sympathy that everyone offered her telling her how sorry they were to hear that Tyler was gone – gone, he was more than gone he was dead. Dead – hadn't they all been dead for sometimes – technically they were all dead – the walking dead, she, Elena, Stefan, Damon, Tyler, Klaus. Klaus - somehow her thoughts always went to him.

"Leave me, alone. You're dead – get out of my thoughts you creepy original hybrid.", she shouted into the night sky as she sat on the swing on her back porch. "Why did you choose to try to seduce me? Why me, no one has ever wanted me for me – and I know you were no different.", Caroline rang her hands, it was a habit she had whenever she was nervous or in this case whenever she was upset. She thanked God (if there was such a thing, because ever since discovering there was such things as vampires coupled with the fact that she was one of them; it was something that she questioned everything) that no one was home in her house and that her neighbors had since moved out-of-town – they'd decided to pack up and move after hearing about vampires running wild in Mystic Falls. No doubt if someone saw her they'd think she was a complete nut job.

Not even a month ago, she'd been ready to pack up and leave this town but, Elena needed her more than ever. After Elena's car accident everyone learned that Doctor Fell had fed her blood just hours prior, thus transforming Elena Gilbert into a vampire. Caroline needed Elena just as much, because she couldn't cope with everything that had happened in her own life. Tyler's death.

So it was then that Damon came up with a plan, Caroline would hide away until the council would begin to believe that the vampires were gone and then he would compel the counsel. And, so he did about a week later. Damon had summoned the council for a victory party, where he compelled them all to forget about what Alaric Saltzman had to them. It almost made Caroline like him not that was possible after all that he had done to her a little over a year ago.

There problem solved, but now it made her a little frustrated. She let out a loud, aggregated sigh. Why hadn't she thought about that? If she had…if – if – if – if…that was all she was left with these days. What if Elena had been turned into a vampire earlier? What if her and Tyler had ran away that night perhaps, then her friends would have been too occupied with a distraught Elena who'd lost her best friend (because, let's face facts everyone cared way too much about Elena). What if instead of leaving the high school, when Klaus told her to she refused and helped him kill Alaric? Klaus – there he was again always in her thoughts.

"Shh, it's okay", the voice says behind her, she recognizes the voice instantly. "it's okay", he gently, yet never breaking his harsh grip removed his hand from her mouth. "You're safe", they both turn to look towards where she'd just left Alaric and Elena – where she'd just left the torture that Alaric had inflicted on her since early that morning. "We'll save Elena", his mouth is so close to her ear that she can hardly think to breathe. Not that breathing is necessary for a vampire. "you go straight home, you stay inside", then it dawns on her he'd saved her – Klaus – Big Bad Original Hybrid Klaus. 'Elena', he'd mentioned, saving Elena. He was helping her and Elena – Klaus – Big Bad Original Hybrid Klaus…"You understand?", the sound of his voice breaks her from my thoughts. "Do you understand me?", he turns her to face him. And, God help her in that moment all she could see was him – the insecure boy underneath the bad original hybrid – he'd saved her – showing that he really was capable of doing something unselfish. And, in that very second, it made all the wrong he'd done to them seem forgivable.

"Thank you", is all she can muster, there was so much more she had to say to him, but before she could he was gone.

"Little did I know that was the last time I'd see you", she sighed, feeling – well words could not describe the feelings that were cursing through her dead veins at this exact moment. All she knew was these feelings that she did feel consumed her every time that thought of him and they were strong so strong that she felt like she wanted to run every time she allowed herself to be in this state. Every time she really allowed herself to think about the rugged original hybrid.

Why'd he have to be so bitter and angry at the world? Why did he have to show her a side of him that he showed no one else? Why did he have to be so damn unpredictable?

Images of him chaining Elena to a chair and draining her body of its blood ran through her mind. No, she hadn't been there to see it but, that did not make the act any less shocking. Why did he do that? Why after vowing to save Elena did he decide to chain her to a chair and take her blood?

"You insecure, reckless, selfish, original asshole.", she let out a loud growl. Why did this upset her so greatly; was anything less did expected from him? Why did she get the feeling in that gym that he was changing – that he was becoming the human he no doubt used to be. No one was born that cruel and heartless. There had to be a reason as to why he had shut off his humanity and allowed himself to turn into such a heartless monster.

Caroline knew the reason for this; it had all but, been apparent when he mentioned his father the night of the ball. Klaus shared with her a hideous story of how his father had killed his favorite horse.

Still she rationalized, that did not give him the reason to take it out on other people. What did he gain from draining Elena? Had he learned that killing Elena would kill Alaric? Even so where did he get off taking it upon himself to kill Elena in such a violent manner.

"You just had to go and prove to everyone just how evil and cruel you were didn't you – you just had to go and try to drain the doppelgänger for her blood – your precious doppelgänger.", she laughed bitterly. Klaus had came to Mystic Falls because, of the doppelgänger. At first he had to have the doppelganger to perform the sacrifice – the same sacrifice that he'd kidnapped she and Tyler for – okay so he didn't technically kidnap her one of stooges did but, still it was under his orders. Not to mention at the same sacrifice he killed Elena's aunt Jenna, and nearly killed Elena which in turn was the cause of John – Elena's biological father death. Maybe he was just born evil – kind of like Charles Manson. It felt weird comparing Klaus to Charles Manson. Klaus was so much less creepy looking. She shook her head. No Klaus was just as much of a serial killer as Charles Manson, never mind that he was much better looking. "What the hell?", her own thoughts made her scream out-loud. "Uh, why couldn't you just leave us along after the sacrifice? Why did you have to brainwash Stefan to be your friend? Why didn't you just go on your merry little way knowing that you'd broken the curse?"


Caroline groaned, why did she let herself do this? Why did she let herself think about him in any way? All girls wanted the misunderstood bad boy, but that was not who he was. "He's a monster, Care.", she told herself aloud. She never had quiet understood why he'd been so hell bent and determined to sire new hybrids. "I guess it don't matter now", she mused. "all his hybrids are dead.", she laughed at the idea of that in the end every bit of it was for nothing. She caught a glimpse of herself in the screen-door; she looked absolutely insane. "Great I even look like I've lost my mind.", her eyes were swollen from all the crying she'd done in the past three weeks, there were circles under her eyes (she never thought a vampire could get dark circles).

Klaus had accidentally stumbled upon her. At least that is what he told himself, as he found himself walking the path that lead to her house. When he arrived the sight of her took his breath away – Caroline looked so wrecked – so broken. He closed his eyes feeling like he caused this to some degree. He had stood there longer than he originally intended, he could not take his eyes off of her. Even with her hair a mess, mascara smudged on her face she will still as beautiful as ever. Though, he didn't like seeing her like this the least little bit.

"I need out of here.", she said aloud. The sound of the silence was too much for her. Though, by now she should be use to being alone seeing as that was how she spent most of her days these days – alone.

Since Elena had been turned into a vampire, everyone was by her side helping her adjust to her new life. Well, all except for Bonnie who had all but, disappeared. Bonnie had taken Caroline's transformation very hard, but she'd come around eventually. Not to mention that Abby was a vampire – yes, Bonnie just needed time and Caroline understood that.

"Mom will not be back to early in the morning.", she spoke aloud to herself once more, the only thing she had to keep her company was the sound of her own voice as lonely and as crazy as that may sound. "I could easily head to the nearest bar, down an endless supply of vodka and be back before then.", she smiled to herself, this was exactly what she needed. Without giving it a second thought she headed into the kitchen retrieved her keys and speed as fast as she could to her car.

Klaus stood there a few minutes not too sure what to think of what he'd just witnessed. Caroline Forbes was either on the verge of a nervous breakdown or was in the middle of one and it was all because of him. To be honest, he wasn't too sure if that should satisfy him or if that should make him feel like the worse creature in the world. One thing he was satisfied to know was that he'd managed to get under her skin just as much as she'd gotten under his. Another thing he was certain of was that she was in no shape to be heading out like this on her own especially not to no bar. He had to follow her he rationalized, sure he could easily send one of his hybrids to watch after her but, truth be told he really didn't trust them with a job as special as this. He had no vehicle and he didn't have the time to compel himself a vehicle if he did so then he might lose sight of her. "Bloody hell", he groaned, as he took off running after her at top vampire speed.

~To Be Continued~


I will be completely honest the character writing for Klaus is so hard for me to get in the right mind for and I hope that I was able to capture his character well. I am sticky with the whole little boy lost routine meaning that he lashes out at the world because, all his life the world (Mikael) has lashed out at him. He's untrusting and cruel because, that is how he sees the world because, he has been betrayed countless times by those whom claimed to care and love him.

Enough, rambling from me please let me know what you think because, your feedback is what motivates me and most writers to continue.