The summer air was heavy and sweet,
You and I on a crowded street.
There was music everywhere, I can see us there!
In a happy little foreign town,
Where the stars hung upside down...
A half a world away, far far away,
I remember you were laughing...


He'd shown her to a spare bedroom, without asking many questions. She tossed her luggage onto the bed, and stood hovering over it now, just starring at the suitcases. "Reconsidering?" Klaus asked from somewhere behind her, the wooden doorframe creaking slightly as he leaned against it.

"No, I just... I don't know. Help me unpack?" She undid the zipper and took out her jewelry box, tossing it behind her. She felt the wind as he moved to catch it, and place it on the dresser. "I didn't tell anyone I was leaving, seemed like a good idea, at the time." She continued, tossing a few piles of folded clothes over her shoulder, which he caught and shoved into a drawer.

Klaus's plump lips drew into a smirk as he sat down in front of her on the bed, the mattress sagging under his weight. "Being a bit rebellious, are we?"

"Shut up!" She quipped, tossing the shirt she had pulled from her suitcase at him. He chuckled and grabbed it mid-air, tossing it lightly back at her. She laughed as she ducked under it, retrieving it and tossing it at the dresser that was quickly becoming filled with knick knacks galore. "I just, I think I should give them a call." She continued on her earlier statement, pulling her phone from her pocket.

Klaus was next to her in an instant, his hand carefully pushing her phone down. Their eyes locked, and his face became something serious, as did hers. "Before you call, let me treat you to dinner at my favourtie restaurant."

"How about I treat you, since you're letting me stay here?"

"Caroline, that is what friends are for."

Elijah stood on the driveway of the original Mikaelson Manor, his hands tucked inside his pockets, his brown eyes starring but not quite seeing. For the past few years he'd spent a fair amount of time bouncing back and forth from this house, and regretted he'd have to be leaving at the time when he found he could stay. Still, his brother needed him. Family was more important then a few precious years alone at home.

Although sometimes, Klaus came very close to making Elijah change his mind on such things.

In an instant he was at the door, starring into the vast living space. "Rebekah?" His only reply was his own echo. For the first time since he'd returned to the Falls, he let his shoulders slump, and a long sigh escaped him as he fell onto the couch, his limbs splayed. It was hard, and somewhat exhausting work, looking after his siblings.

And now one was soon to be a father, and the other was fawning over a human boy who was going to eventually break her heart, as he had no intention on joining the ever-growing ranks of vampires.

He thought of the girl who had shared the distaste of becoming a vampire, and sighed. He had very few people he considered friends, and his closest friend had not been herself recently, due to changing against her will, and the being forced to change again. Her name lit up on his phone as he scrolled through his contacts, wondering if he was just dumb enough to give her a call, and ask her to meet somewhere. He wanted to say goodbye, at least to her, perhaps also to Damon, who's antics he had regrettably grown amused by.

In the end he had text Elena, then he'd dropped his phone on the ground and closed his eyes, enjoying his moment of relaxation. He would have so few of these peaceful hours, once his nephew arrived. And he simply couldn't wait to be run ragged.

Caroline stood in the entryway, her eyes wide, her mouth hanging open ever so slightly. She was frozen in place, the lights dancing off of her skin, her blonde hair falling in waves to her shoulder. "Come love, you're stopping traffic." He grinned, a tad maliciously, and pressed his hand to the small of her back, ushering her forward.

"Klaus! This isn't a restaurant! It's a bar!" She scolded, sliding into a booth, crushing the shells of peanuts under the soles of her feet.

"Actually, love, it's a pub." Caroline pressed her lips together and rolled her eyes, folding her arms over each other on the table.

She sat in a somewhat stunned silence then, looking at everything around her. The walls were lined with flat screens, pictures from the '20's and a few stuffed animal heads. It wasn't where she had pictured eating her first meal in New Orleans, and she was a bit intimidated by it all. She was lost in her reverie, until the fresh scent of blood filled her nose, and a waitress deposited a pitcher of it on her and Klaus's table before disappearing around the corner.

"What? Klaus, when did you compel her?" She asked, her voice low and her eyes wide as she leaned across the table.

Just to humor her, he leaned towards her, smirking and keeping his voice at a whisper as well. "Everyone in this town is a supernatural. That waitress? She's a wolf. She could smell us a mile away." He grinned, watching with bemusement as Caroline's eyes went wider.

"I didn't even notice..."

"You weren't on alert. It isn't everyday you find a town filled with the supernatural." He smiled, emptying contents of the pitcher into each of their plastic cups. "You really did this spur of the moment."

Caroline shrugged, sticking a straw into her cup, finding it odd that was she drinking blood as though it was just another beverage.

Klaus and Caroline spent the rest of the evening eating steak that was barely cooked, talking about nothing, and watching the X games on the wide screens. By the time they were leaving the pub, the moon was high in the dark sky and the streets were filled with all sorts of supernatural. Caroline deemed they all seemed decent enough, though a fair share of them threw Klaus some apprehensive looks, but she couldn't exactly blame them for that.

The walk home was in a comfortable silence, they both spent the time looking at everything. The lights of the buildings blinked like fireflies, and the residents danced around in the streets, some even painted on the corner. She wasn't done looking at everything when they arrived back at the apartment, and after she changed into nightwear, she sneaked out onto the balcony over-looking the city.

She smiled as she gripped the banister, and leaned over it, looking at the lights and people below her. It was so... Different. In Mystic Falls, a dark sky meant everyone was in for the night, and the restaurants were calming down. Here it was the exact opposite. She found herself laughing as a man across the way came onto his own balcony, a saxophone bellowing out wondrous tunes into the night air. She found herself swaying to the beat, laughing even harder as the pale skinned vampire with the sax copied her movements.

"Having fun, love?" She spun around as she heard Klaus's voice, and she smiled.

"This place is amazing." She grinned, then outstretched her hand, the lights from below casting a long shadow along the balcony. "Dance with me?"

He smiled, and took her hand in his, spinning her across the balcony in beat with the music. "I knew you would love it." He whispered as he twisted her to his chest, then spun her back out. "You belong to a world like this, Caroline."

She smiled as they swayed together, the saxophonist's tune having grown to a slow melody. "How would I know? I haven't seen much of it yet."

"But you will. I intend to show you everything." He smiled, and she did to, and she twirled under his arm as he lifted it to the proper position.


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