I know the first one was a little short but I'm just getting used to this. And they will definitely get longer so bear with me please! Thanks for the reviews guys; I really appreciate you taking your time to write them J This chapter Caroline decided to go with Klaus to New Orleans. What happens along the way? Hmmm.

CAROLINE'S POV

He was quiet as he drove us back to my house, but he still held my hand tightly. I tried to read his face, nothing. I was wondering why he was holding my hand so tight, was it to keep his head clear or mine? Klaus isn't this quiet that's when I assumed he must be keeping something from me. We arrived at my house and I suddenly thought what am I going to tell my mom? Crap, Caroline. Klaus looked at me and the thought was suddenly gone. Lord this man was the only thing on my mind right now. When he looked back at me I couldn't think of anything else. We pulled up in my driveway. There was a short pause before he spoke.

"Love" he said so sweetly. "Hmm" I responded. "What are you going to tell your mother" . looking at me! "I'll figure out something" I managed to say. Before I could even reach for the door handle, the door was already open and Klaus was standing there with his hand out, hoping I would give him mine.

"You know I am completely able to open the door and let myself out" I said . "Now what kind of gentleman would I be if I let you do that?" he responded. He had a point, and no matter how rude I was to him he was always a gentleman. He closed the door. Walked me to the front door, and gave me the softest kiss on my cheek. "Pack your things love, I'll be waiting right here. Don't make me wait too long" he said with a smile.

I entered the house looking for my mom. As always she was still in her uniform. I hugged her and before I could speak she said "Is that Klaus Mikaelson?". I nodded "Would you like him to come in?". Before I could say anything else she snapped "Come in?!, Caroline that man tried to kill you, your friends, he put this entire town in danger!. He's a KILLER Caroline! I raised you better than this!". I didn't know what to say. How could I explain to my mom that I loved that man, that KILLER. I know he did wrong, I know he wasn't perfect but neither was I

"Are you saying I'm a killer too? Because I'm a vampire?" I sobbed. "Honey, of course not. You are my daughter. You didn't choose this. And even if you did, you are NOTHING like him." She said. "I love him Mom.". "What about Tyler, Caroline?". FUCK. "What about him?!, He's not here. He's probably across the country somewhere in bed with another girl. I don't care about him. I hate him." I lied. My mom looked at me and didn't question anything else. I went upstairs to my room and packed my things. I was probably going to go shopping anyway so I didn't pack much.

As I walked downstairs my suitcase made a loud bang on each of the steps behind me. My mom waited by the door and said "Caroline, I love you. You're my daughter. And whatever decisions you make I will stand beside you and support them even if I don't approve of them. I know you're going away with Klaus. I don't like the idea and I don't like him. But be safe baby, and take care of yourself". I hugged her and she held me tightly, even being a vampire I could feel the air being shoved out of my lungs. "I love you mom, I won't be long. And I WILL call you. Promise". I kissed her on the cheek and she held the door open as I walked out. She and Klaus made eye contact he nodded, so did she, hopefully in approval.

Klaus put my things in the trunk. He opened the door for me…again. And we were off to the airport. "I heard the discussion you and your mother had. It's not eavesdropping when you have vampire hearing. It's unavoidable love" he said. I couldn't be mad at him. Damn you Caroline Forbes. "I'm sorry." I said. "About what, she is right. I did horrible things to you Caroline. But you've changed me. You make the cold black heart in my chest beat as if I were living." His words made heart race, I was hoping he didn't notice. "Caroline, I am willing to make up for the things I did to you for as long as I live.". I grabbed his hand and held it in my lap for the rest of the drive.

We arrived at the airport. He had his own private airplane. Figures a man that handsome and that age would have everything he pleases when he pleases. Our bags were on the airplane already. I was already sitting down when he offered me a glass of champagne. I accepted. He sat beside me. "Love, are you absolutely sure this is what you want?" he said. I put down my champagne and put my lips to his. His mouth opened inviting my tongue, and of course I accepted the invitation. Our tongues explored one another. He was delicious and at this rate I couldn't wait to taste the rest of him. "Does that answer your question….Love?" I said with a little smirk.