new chapter yay! I got so excited from the response that I decided to get this one to you quick!

again I own nothing ... cause if I did i'd be swimming in my pool of cash not crying over student loans.

Chapter 2- The journey begins

10 years later

He walked up to one of the many shops on the street corner. The shops were never too busy at this time in the morning, a few women were wondering around at the local bakery for their families but that was about it. He came to a stop at Rose's shop; he would visit here occasionally just to get news of any happenings in the area. He was a very nosey man but he also liked to know everything.

"Rose! Lovely to see you," he complimented "tell me did you do something different? Cause' you look quite exceptional today."

The brunette woman simply rolled her eyes. "Oh shut it Damon! Buttering me up won't make me lower the price." She replied.

"Fine" He sighed.

The vampire handed her a few gold coins. "What have you heard?"

Rose pulled him in under the tent and whispered "Do you remember the story of Caroline Romanoff?" Damon nodded.

"Well, rumor has it that she is alive and she'll be 18 soon which means…" Rose smirked.

"She'll be old enough to turn and take her late father's place on the throne!'' He cut her off excitedly.

He continued ''then the Mikealson's won't rule!"

"Keep it down! You may be handsome but I'll lose business if you keep shouting" She reminded.

Damon grinned. "Sorry" he whispered then kissed her on the cheek and sped off to tell his friend.

/

Klaus was sitting on his familiar stool, painting at his canvas. He loved to paint; it was something that kept his mind from wondering into dark places. For once he had some time alone and that was very rarely. His usual day would involve his two siblings pestering him and undoubtedly find ways to infuriate him. Kol and Elijah were out visiting their sister so he felt incredibly pleased to be by himself until he heard the voice of one Damon Salvatore.

"Klaus!" Damon yelled whilst entering the old palace where the ball had taken place 10 years ago. Klaus put his sketch pad and drawing pencil down; got up from the stool he was just getting comfy on and vampire sped to the foyer where he heard Damon calling.

"Yes my friend?" He asked.

"I have news." Damon replied.

"Good Kol and Elijah have been pestering me to the ends of the earth, do carry on." He encouraged.

"Do you…. remember Caroline Romanoff?" Damon asked, hesitancy lacing his voice.

At the mention of the young blonde's name, the veins underneath his eyes appeared. To this day he still felt as if he hadn't protected Caroline enough, guiltily so. He made himself believe that he wasn't cut out to be a royal guard and so he and his friend agreed to resign from the job.

"What part of never bring that night up is unclear?!" He bellowed angrily. Klaus despised being reminded of that fateful day, there were so many things that he could have done but he didn't think about doing. He had failed to protect the Royals.

"Whoa! Calm down, Klaus.'' Damon's voice was unwavering but was smart enough to take a few steps back.

"The talk is that Esther is looking for Caroline Romanoff, who is or soon to be turning eighteen and apparently may be alive." Damon smiled deviously.

Klaus met him with a smile back, he understood exactly what his friend Damon was telling him. If they found a blonde and pretty blue-eyed girl then they'd be able to fake her as Caroline Romanoff. Money was the only thing he could rely on for some kind of happiness and he wanted it, needed it.

"This is fantastic! All we need to do is find a young blonde to trick Esther into thinking it's her granddaughter. Meaning she'll have her happiness and so will we, everybody's problems will be solved!'' He announced.

Damon walked forward and lightly struck his friend on the back "Then you'll be free and I'll be rich!" He said smugly.

/

"Honestly Amelia I don't know how I have put up with you all these years! I..."

"Bye guys! I'll miss you!" Caroline said still facing the old rundown orphanage where she spent what she remembers of her childhood.

"Amelia?! Do you ever listen?" Isabelle exclaimed taking the arm of the young woman and pulling her toward the gate located right at the front.

"Sorry Mrs. Isabelle" She said sarcastically, rolling her blue eyes.

"I mean really girl! I clothed you; I fed you, put…"

"A roof over my head" Caroline cut off, knowing too well what Mrs. Isabelle was going to say.

Isabelle gave her an incredulous look "how is it that you can remember everything I tell you but nothing from before I found you roaming the streets?" She questioned.

"I have a clue!" Caroline yelled as she reached for her gold necklace and clinging onto it was a medium sized heart.

"Together in Paris, I know! Amelia you need to forget this idea of yours, finding your family, I got you a job at the sewing factory just a town over" Isabelle said pushing her through the gate "time to take your place in life and be grateful!" She then locked the gate and turned to go back inside, leaving Caroline alone in the snow.

Caroline grumbled as she placed the necklace back under the neckline of her shirt and wrapped her tattered jacket around her waist. It was absolutely freezing, the snow continued to fall. As she kept walking, she couldn't help but slip a few times. She was naturally a clumsy creature and with one last huff began her trip.

/

As she came to a divide in the road, she looked at the two signs in contemplation. One read sewing factory and the other sign read St. Petersburg. She sighed. How come she never remembered any memories being in St. Petersburg? And secondly how had Isabelle found me there? Surely Mrs. Isabelle was the one losing her memory. She's getting pretty old. She thought.

"Well I know what happens if I go left, I'll be Amelia the orphan forever" she thought out loud "But if I go right I could make my way to Paris and maybe find my family" then Caroline walked towards towards the pole that the signs were placed on, she leaned back and took a seat.

"I just need a sign!" She exclaimed with a huff.

All of a sudden she felt a harsh gust of wind and a whisper "Come with me." It said.

Caroline stood up quickly and called out "Who's there?"

Another surge of wind came and she felt the presence of somebody behind her, so she took in a shaky breath and turned slowly with her blonde curls blowing all over the place.

"Boo!"

"Stefan! You ass, you scared me so bad!" she smacked him playfully in the chest and removed her other hand away from her heart that she had seconds ago used to calm herself. The the green eyed vampire began to laugh hysterically.

"Don't speak to me" She shrieked, annoyed that he was chuckling at her expense.

He was bent over with laughter now "I couldn't help it Amelia! I've been following you since you left the orphanage."

Her panic quickly turned to anger "you're telling me I've been alone for three hours just for your amusement?" she groaned and started to hit Stefan, he was a vampire so nothing she did would ever hurt him.

"Stupid vampire" She groaned.

Stefan held his arms out to block her as if she had been hurting him, he was mocking her.

"Jeez Amelia I think you might've hurt me this time" He retorted.

Caroline rolled her eyes at her good friend Stefan "I've known you for a year and a half and you still feel the need to scare me AND I fall for it."

''Because I'm a dick'' He declared, arms open wide inviting her for a hug. In other words, it was his lazy excuse for an apology.

She declined his offer of a hug and began to head left "So… want to accompany me on my trip to the sewing factory?"

"No"

"No?" She asked in confusion.

"No, but I will take you to St. Petersburg where my brother and his friend could get us tickets to Paris?" He offered.

"Stefan…" She was stunned to say the least.

He smiled teasingly "unless of course you're too much of a chicken" he said beginning to run human speed to the right. Stefan knew she would follow just so that she could prove him wrong. She had been his best friend; he knew how to push her buttons.

Caroline began to run after him… no one calls her chicken, no one.

"Fine but if he tries to eat me I'll kick his ass!"

Stefan began to laugh as he looped her arm into his.

''I mean it!'' She promised.

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