AN: I just drafted the entire story. This has the potential to go on at the end, we'll see. There's going to be some vengeful Klaus in this story. Of course there will be Originals drama, death, mayhem and conspiracies. This may be my favorite plot out of all three parts. Hope you like it. Please review.
I do not own the Vampire Diaries or Originals Characters. I own the story. ****Note: This story contains themes of an adult nature, including and not limited to rape, murder, kidnapping, domination, submission and more. If you are uncomfortable with themes of this nature, please do not read. This is part 3 of a series following 'The Dead of Winter' and 'The Blood Rose'. This story may cause triggers and is rated M for intense sexual situations, death, domination and more.*****
Chapter 2
The next morning, the house was a flurry of activity. Bonnie wanted to do the locator spell for the next white oak stake, particularly since she was pretty sure she was in love with someone that could be harmed by one. She and Kol were seated at a table in the courtyard discussing spells and the white oak stakes when Klaus and Caroline rambled down the stairs sleepily.
"Good morning brother!" Kol was beaming. Even Klaus had noticed how absolutely happy Kol had been since he met Bonnie. He always did have a thing for witches.
"Good morning everyone. Are we ready to proceed?" Bonnie glanced over at the reason for her existence as of late and nodded.
"Yes. I'm going to perform the spell and then we can figure out where the next one is. At least that is what I understood the last time." She repeated the process with the salt, symbols and runes chanting "L'arme filium. Pa kenbe ex oculus. Indi. L'arme filium. Pa kenbe ex oculus. Indi. L'arme filium. Pa kenbe ex oculus. Indi." The breeze came and the breeze went but nothing really happened. The psychic connection that happened the first time did not repeat itself. She opened one eye to see everyone staring at her expectantly. "It's not working."
"What do you mean it's not working?" Klaus was growing weary of the witches and all their games. Even still, he was grateful to have Bonnie there, besides making his brother as happy as he'd ever seen him, she was an extremely powerful and gifted witch. "Why isn't it working?"
"To be honest, I'm not really sure. I did get something though."
"What?" He stood gaping at her, eyes wide as if to say…'and?'
"They wouldn't show me the location, but they gave me the number of white oak stakes that exist."
Again with the look.
"There are five in existence, including the one that you collected, which leaves four."
"It would be really helpful if we knew where to look." He said loudly into the air with an irritated tone. At that exact moment a light bulb in one of the lamps blew. "My apologies." He said again to the air.
"Okay there are five white oak stakes, which corresponds to five originals, me, Elijah, Kol, Finn and Rebekah. Isn't that just convenient? Of course our mother will know that she's lost one." He paused while considering that information. "Okay, while you," he waved his hand at Kol and Bonnie, "figure out how to locate these mysterious white oak stakes, Caroline and I will go visit this witch in the quarter, Tara. Ready love?"
Caroline had been particularly quiet all morning and it was unsettling to him. Did she change her mind about loving him, wanting him? She wouldn't tell him what was wrong. While he could compel her, he was really trying to avoid that. So silently they walked to the car out front and got in. "Caroline, is everything okay?" His voice had an edge of insecurity about it as he laid his hand on top of hers lightly.
"Yes, Klaus, I'm fine. Let's just concentrate on the task at hand." She smiled at him to try to reassure him, but inside she was very torn. Thoughts of her life in Mystic Falls had been eating at her since she talked to her mother yesterday. She couldn't stop thinking about her friends and her life, about her mom. It was tearing her apart. She turned to look out the window. He caught her gaze and he could feel the possessiveness rip through his body as he watched her turn away. They sat in silence the rest of the way to the address that the witch had given them.
They pulled up to nice but ordinary looking house in the quarter. It was pleasantly decorated with varying plants and flowers. There were symbols and statues of Buddah and the sun everywhere. Klaus and Caroline looked from side to side as they walked up the tiny flower lined walkway to the door. Klaus raised his eyebrow as he rang the doorbell. It looked like the kind of house that Strawberry Shortcake would live in if she were a hippy.
They heard someone from inside shout happily, "Wait a minute. I'm coming." They both were kind of surprised to see the tall, blonde haired beauty in front of them. She was about 5'11", with very long blonde hair and blue eyes, she was thin, dressed impeccably and wore what looked like uncomfortably high heels. Caroline recognized one of the symbols on her necklaces as an Ohm symbol from yoga. The girl smiled brightly at them. "Hi. Can I help you?"
Klaus looked at Caroline and shrugged, which said to Caroline…your way worked the last time. Caroline studied the smiling girl. "Hi. We got your name from another witch that said you may be able to help us locate a white oak stake." The girls face dropped a bit. "I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about." Then Klaus stepped in.
"I'm afraid love that you do." He looked at her with a pleasant but unfaltering look.
Looking back and forth from Klaus to Caroline, "Okay, I'm not letting you in, but I'll come out." Klaus rolled his eyes, he thought that pretty much everyone in New Orleans was scared of him. "Sorry, word travels." She almost looked apologetic. He nodded and backed up so she could exit the house. "I have a patio out back."
As they approached the cheerful backyard, they all sat at a little bistro table. "Look I would help you if I could but I really don't know anything. I know that Claire came back and was looking for something. I haven't heard from her. Stella, the witch you met, had a white oak stake, which she told me she gave to you. Some of the witches don't like the rumors going around, but I really try to stay out of that. It's none of my business. I try to stay out of stuff and most of the witches that I associate with try to as well as they aren't keen on starting a war with the Original family."
"Do you know which coven or who is behind the dissention?" Klaus waged at her.
"No. I really don't. They are keeping everything very hush hush. Although I do know they are approaching people individually and swearing them to secrecy. No one has approached me about joining a secret coven."
"Do you mind if I compel you?" Klaus asked drawing her eyes into his.
"Ummm I guess not." She looked kind of confused by that.
He rose from his chair, looked squarely in her eyes. "Do you know of any plot against the Original family?"
"No. I don't know anything about a plot." Satisfied, he sat back down. The girl smiled at Caroline in a way that seemed somewhat flirtatious and Caroline was just thinking to herself that she found her intriguing and definitely hot, flashing back to Jesse and that night with Klaus.
Picking up on the energy immediately, Klaus added, "Tara, would you care to join us for dinner tonight?"
She looked kind of surprised at his offer, but nodded. "Yes that would be lovely. Are we going out or staying in?" She added with an air of suggestion. Meanwhile Caroline was caught somewhere between anger and jealousy. He could have asked her first instead of just inviting her along.
"Caroline love, what would you like to do?" He glanced at her, being confused by the look on her face at the moment.
"Well honey, I thought we were going to stay at home tonight, but let's go out, then we can make it an early night." She was seething at him, which he caught and ignored.
"Okay then, it's been decided." A beautiful smile swept across his perfectly sculpted mouth revealing two equally irresistible dimples. Tara looked from Klaus back to Caroline sensing a slight bit of tension.
"We can always do it another time." She smiled brightly at them both wanting to give them an out. Caroline felt that she was being very genuine and was immediately hit with a wave of guilt over her behavior.
"No…no it's fine. I'm sorry. I've been a tad tired. We've just been busy. We'd love to have dinner with you." She returned Tara's smile with a sincere smile, again feeling a pang of guilt.
"Okay, if you are sure." She paused. "Can I just meet you there though? I need to shower and change."
Klaus jumped in. "Of course, love. Let's meet at Broussard's on Conti at 8pm. Do you know it?"
"Yes, who doesn't?" Everyone rose from the tiny table and said their goodbyes.
Once back in the car, Klaus turned to Caroline, concerned about the change in her attitude over the past couple of days. "Caroline, are you okay?"
"Yes. I'm sorry." She hung her head for a minute. "I'm just homesick. I miss my mom Klaus. Then you asked Tara to have dinner with us, without even asking me. I just wasn't in the mood to hang out tonight." Her eyes were watery. "It's just been a long couple of weeks. You know, you were almost dead, now we're here and it's all just moving very fast. I'm afraid I'll never get to see my mom again because someone is always going to be on the 'Kill Klaus Express'. It's fine. I'm not mad about dinner, really. But tomorrow, I'd just like to stay home." Tears were spilling out of her eyes by the time she got the entire sentence out. Klaus had started to see a trend when she was overwhelmed.
"Love, come here." He pulled her close to him in the back of the car. "I'm sorry I didn't check with you. I know it's been a long month. Not that it will make you feel any better, but I haven't had to think about checking with someone in….well maybe ever. We'll go see your mom the minute this latest drama is over. I give you my word Caroline. We'll go to picnics and bbq's. I'll take care of you and be the ever present boyfriend."
Laughing, she remembered her thought about how he'd feel about being called a 'boyfriend'. "Thank you Klaus. It means a lot to me that you meet her." They spent the rest of the ride laughing about Klaus being the BBQ King and him staking anyone that tried to take over the BBQ. It was a nice moment of normal in an otherwise supernatural filled existence for Caroline.
When they arrived back at Marcel's, there was a whirlwind of activity. Marcel and Kol were arguing over whether a particular symbol was of Irish or Spanish descent. An odd argument Caroline thought until she decided that the Mikaelson's just liked to argue to prove their dominance of knowledge over everyone. If they ever lost their jobs as the most powerful undead creatures on earth, they would definitely have a career in the legal system, although some of them undoubtedly would be on opposite sides of the law.
Caroline had finished showering and met Klaus downstairs, who had joined the symbol argument arguing with absolute authority that the symbol in question was of Dutch descent, while the two girls sat there drinking wine and watching the three argue their side. "Ummm k…Klaus, are you ready?"
Twenty minutes later, Klaus managed to tear himself away from the argument, declaring himself as the winner to which the other two started a new argument over the reasons that he wasn't. Shaking his head, he walked away and grabbed Caroline's hand on his way out the door. Caroline hopped in with Klaus close behind and they headed to the restaurant, running a few minutes late.
They arrived safe and sound at Broussard's about twenty minutes later and walked into the elegant establishment where Tara was waiting looking very elegant herself. She was dressed in very muted colors, with tan skin tight jeans, an olive green short sleeved wrap shirt, a light tan leather jacket with olive green and gold bangles, chandelier earrings and tan high heeled boots which Caroline recognized immediately as Michael Kors. Caroline appreciated how put together she was and missed the days when she felt that put together. She desperately wanted to go shopping again, there just wasn't time these days. Caroline had opted for a simple blue halter dress, strappy black heels and gold jewelry. She looked down at her dress, when she felt Klaus grab her arm and lean in. "Love you look beautiful." He kissed her cheek and held her hand the entire way to the table.
He could see the insecurity flowing from her and made a commitment to take her shopping before they returned to Caroline's hometown. He thought she looked beautiful no matter what she wore but he wanted her to see what he did.
"Have you ever been here Caroline?" Tara inquired pleasantly as she studied her from across the table.
"No. I haven't been very many places at all."
"You'll love it here, the food is amazing and the cocktails are to die for. It's one of my favorite places in New Orleans."
"How long have you lived here?"
"I've lived here since I was 28. I moved here from a small town in central Kentucky. I fell in love with it though. I started to discover my witchy side when I was about 16. By the time I was 18, I was accidentally catching things on fire. My parents, whom I love dearly, didn't know what to do with me, so I left. I found a coven a few years later and I've been here ever since."
"You are a Buddhist right? I saw the symbols around your house."
"Yes. I love anything earth based. I find it soothing. How about you guys? Are you spiritual?" She eyed both Caroline and Klaus.
"No. I mean I went to church, but I haven't been in ages."
"And I've lived long enough to watch religion and man change and adapt…a little too well." Klaus flashed a brilliant smile at her. Tara nodded.
"It must be fascinating to live that long and see all that history. The things that you must have seen in your time, I can only imagine."
"Well, love, I've seen governments come and go and the one thing that stays the same is our family."
"What was your favorite decade?" Caroline actually never thought to ask him that.
"My favorite decade was the twenties." He grinned. "Love was fast and girls were wreckless. Art was everywhere, in the music, in the clothes."
They finished dinner, had a few more cocktails and decided to go to an upscale club around the corner. It was vastly different from the first club Caroline went to in New Orleans. Her mind flashed back to that night and she blushed. Klaus decided to get them drinks. Tara turned to Caroline and stared deeply into her, to the point that she got a little flushed. Slowly leaning in she placed a delicate kiss on Caroline's full lips. Klaus cleared his throat from somewhere behind them. "Ladies." Tara backed away as Klaus handed her a drink. Caroline swallowed hard and drank her entire drink in one gulp which amused Klaus to no end. "Would you like another one love?"
Caroline nodded at him and pushed her glass towards him, which left her and Tara standing there again. Alone. Caroline was staring at the dance floor. "Do you dance Caroline?"
"Oh you know, here and there." She smiled her emergency, I feel awkward smile.
Klaus was back in a few minutes with a new drink for Caroline which she accepted gratefully. The alcohol was flowing freely tonight. Klaus leaned forward and pulled Caroline towards him; his mouth meeting hers hungrily as he crushed her into his chest. He smiled as he released her. Reaching up with his hand on each one of their necks, he guided Tara and Caroline into a very deep kiss. His cock was starting to twitch in his jeans as he watched the scene in front of him. While the no-humanity Caroline turned him on, this was much more appealing. The blush of her cheeks, the hesitation, her nervousness…he wanted her so badly right now.
He leaned in as they were kissing and started massaging her lower back, then brushing his lips against her neck, he whispered "Caroline, will you do something for me?" Leaning back slightly, he watched for her reaction, she nodded not breaking the kiss. "Touch yourself for me Caroline." She pulled away from Tara gently as her face screwed up into what could only be described as pure dread. Tara stood over her, after all she was nearly 6' tall with heels. Looking around awkwardly, she realized no one really cared what they were doing over in their little corner, so she leaned back against the column and slowly lifted her dress. Tara and Klaus stood in front of her as the red in her cheeks was evident even in the dimly lit club.
He reached his hand up to drag the back of his fingers down her flushed cheek, she leaned into his hand. Her forefinger was slowly massaging the little nub between her legs. Everyone once in a while, she would look around to see if anyone was watching, then she would close her eyes and let the most delightful noises escape from her throat. Bringing his hand down on top of hers, he moved his hand in time with hers. She was moaning pretty audibly at this point. "Caroline, let Tara touch you." She moved her hand away, her breath ragged and her eyes squeezed shut. When Tara's fingers found her, she gasped in sharply. Simultaneously, he leaned in and pulled her into an unwavering kiss as his tongue swirled around her mouth unrelenting; massaging her tongue. Tara's fingers were moving in and out of Caroline and he watched as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. He need to have her. Yanking her dress down, he grabbed them both by the hand and pulled them through the front door into the adjoining alley. They trailed along behind him, his lust vibrating along. Once they rounded a corner, Klaus pushed Caroline against the wall and kissed her again, this time more urgently and little more roughly. She groaned as he did, then he pulled Tara to him and locked her in an even more aggressive kiss. He wanted to rip Caroline's dress away, but he kept himself in check as he wanted her to be able to return home in some clothes.
In one movement, he flipped their positions, with Caroline's back to him and his back against the wall. He pulled up Caroline's skirt and started massaging her clit furiously, making her scream out in ecstacy at his touch. He pulled Tara closer so that Caroline was sandwiched between the two of them. "Come for me Caroline." Her moans were echoing through the buildings. If she had thought about it, she would have been a little embarrassed, but at the moment, she wasn't thinking about anything except Klaus being in her. Tara kneeled down and lightly brushed her tongue over Klaus's finger and Caroline's clit. Yanking his hand away, he grabbed her hair and held her in place as he reached around with his other hand and released his straining cock from his jeans. Bending Caroline over ever so slightly, he slammed into her so much speed and forced that she nearly sent Tara tumbling. He was in her, pumping himself in and out of her, feeling her slick wet walls gripping his rock hard erection. Tara was suckling on Caroline's clit and Caroline was becoming completely undone. "Come for me Caroline. Come now." She felt her entire body tense up. She could have come from his voice alone in her ear talking to her, instructing her. She felt her release as her entire body shook and legs turned to jelly beneath her. Klaus had an iron grip on her. The wetness between her legs was seeping down her legs as she struggled to hold on as Klaus found his release deep inside her and growled into her ear. His raspy voice sending chills up and down her spine as he spilled into her.
As he withdrew, he felt Caroline go slightly limp against him, causing him to smile as he looked at Tara. "Mmmmm...maybe we can do that again sometime." She looked around at the alley. She leaned in once again and kissed Caroline softly on the lips.
"Love are you okay?"
"mmmmmm. Mmmmmhmmmm." She was smiling and very happy. It was then that Klaus' phone rang. He took the phone out of his pocket and slid the screen to answer. "Marcel. What is it?"
Caroline could hear Marcel go on about something frantically. She was slightly out of it. "What? We are on our way." He ended the call and looked at Tara. "I'm sorry love, not tonight. I'm afraid we have to go." Caroline immediately snapped back into reality. Something had happened and he didn't want to say it right now.
They parted ways at the end of the alley; Caroline apologizing for their sudden departure and Klaus trying to usher her into a car waiting for them. He did turn to Tara and thank for her for a lovely evening, saying he would be in touch soon so they could all have dinner again. She kissed him lightly on the cheek and got into another car right behind theirs.
Caroline looked at Klaus. "What happened?"
He shook his head no and nodded towards the driver. As they arrived at their location, Caroline recognized the tiny dwelling as the Dubois house. Omg , she thought, the baby. They rushed towards the house. Kol and Bonnie were already there, Kol was waiting outside. Caroline nodded at Klaus as she walked in and Klaus stayed out to converse with Kol.
"Bonnie, what happened?"
"We got a call from Rose's grandmother around 11pm. Someone broke into the house and ransacked it and roughed up Rose's grandmother. They just meant to scare her I think." Bonnie motioned for Caroline to follow her into the dining room. The scene was unreal. The entirety of the dining room was burned black. It was like ash. Outside of the room, nothing, inside the room, completely burnt.
"What happened?" as Caroline looked around, walking in and out of the room several times. Bonnie tilted her head to the side and opened her eyes, looking towards the living room where the grandmother sat holding the baby. She was none the worse for wear. Cornelia was sporting a rather large laceration, but it had stopped bleeding. The police finally began to filter out of the house slowly.
Bonnie and Caroline waited patiently for everyone to leave. "Mrs. Dubois, what happened?"
"Oh child, there were three of them. They broke into the house. One of them hit me, but the major damage came from when I was trying to escape the dining room. Two of them were in there, when it spontaneously combusted." She nodded at Rose.
"Was Rose okay?"
"I think she was mad and I think she set the dining room on fire." Caroline's mouth dropped open at that thought. Caroline walked towards the door.
"Klaus did you hear that?" He nodded. "I am going to call the guards and see if they saw anything. "Andrew…did you see anyone approach the Dubois dwelling?" Caroline heard him respond negatively and then Klaus hung up. "No nothing. How the hell did they get in without the two very alert vampires guarding this house seeing them? Tell her she should come with us."
Caroline turned around, letting the screen door shut. "Mrs. Dubois. I'm sorry, you should come with us so we can protect you."
"No…I'm not leaving my house. Besides, they wouldn't come back twice in the same night right?"
Caroline tilted her head, not really sure of the accurate response here. She heard Klaus say from outside. "Tell her I'll send additional guards over. We'll stay until they get here."
"We are going to send over more protection and wait with you until they get here."
"Don't matter none. They didn't see them the first time, because they were cloaked somehow. I'm guessin that they won't the second time either."
"Still. We'll wait." She nodded. Bonnie was talking to Rose in a chair. Rose was gurgling away like nothing had happened.
