Don't underestimate the allure of darkness. Even the purest of hearts are drawn to it.

His words wouldn't leave her head. As well as the look he gave her when he was saying it. She was staring too. And that was the worst – that she couldn't break their short eye connection.

It was like she understood it in some way. Yet, she couldn't consider herself feeling something towards the original hybrid as an option.

She wasn't entirely sure about Elena's opinion either. Dirty thoughts?

Obviously, she dreamt about him few times, but very few times.

Anyway, she had to admit – there was tension between them, she could even refer it as sexual. She craved for him to touch her, but shook this thoughts as soon as a vision of Tyler appeared in front of her eyes.

Caroline loved her boyfriend. But there was another thing that Elena said: "If you love Tyler so much, then why didn't you leave with him? Don't say it's because of you're family and friends, cause it's pathetic. Something or somebody is holding you here and we both know who it is."

She had a point. Why didn't she leave with him? She should, she could, but she didn't want to.

She sighed and marked few places on the map as Klaus looked at her with a smirk.

"Somebody's been skipping their geometry classes." His smile only got wider. He took a ruler from her and marked another place. "There is actually one more place where this massacre could be."

"Well, you didn't let me finish." Her eyes went to his and silence remained as they began staring at each other. Caroline pulled away quickly as his words were still bumping in her head. She was nervous, but why? "You really believe that there is some allure to darkness?" She asked quietly but he heard her very good. Klaus frowned at her question and smiled.

"Ask that yourself, love. Have you ever felt the attraction that comes when someone who is capable of doing terrible things, for some reason, cares only about you?" She was still quiet. Again, his words hit her like a cold wind. She began to think about it, knowing that he's waiting for an answer.

"I have, when I thought he was worth it. But then reality set in and I remembered all the horrible things he has done." That was a good answer, exactly how she wanted it to be.

He was surprised with her confession, but then the second part of it came to his ears. All the horrible things he has done.

It's not like people don't make mistakes. Something bad happens all the time, and he's not the only reason.

He did everything just to survive.

But she and her friends knew better, right? They would live their lives in this small, stupid town and he would be fated to be alone.

Was that what he was afraid of? Loneliness?

"But I believe in second chances. Remember? Anybody capable of love is capable of being saved."

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I don't believe in such thing as love. Of course, I love killing, I love blood, I love making people's life miserable, but I don't think I'm able to love somebody." His answer was simple.

"Really?" She took a step towards him so their faces were few centimeters apart. The air around them suddenly became thick as each time she tried to catch a breath, she couldn't. Caroline gulped loudly.

His eyes moved to her lips, but when she realized what he was about to do, she pulled away, the second time that day.

And, thank god she did. Few seconds later, the door went open and Stefan walked in.


"I just killed twelve people." She whispered, watching as Klaus was finishing digging the last grave. Everything happened so fast. Caroline just wanted to save her friend and when she did, other witches died. They must've been connected in some way. "I killed twelve people." Her voice became more desperate and loud.

He glanced at her face full of pain. A hybrid in a sight, was in front of her.

"Hey." He touched her arm as Caroline's eyes were tearing up slowly.

He rarely was in this position so he didn't know what he should do. He obviously didn't like to see her in that condition. It felt awful.

He pulled her into a gentle hug, not knowing if she wouldn't back off, but she didn't. Instead, her arms tightened around his back and closed herself more into him.

He was surprised. It felt so good, that almost surreal.

She was feeling safe in his embrace. Yet, she shouldn't. But it was the feeling she never experienced before, not with Matt, even not with Tyler.

He stroked her back as she buried her face in the crook of his neck and before she could say anything, they both heard a movement behind them.

Klaus didn't get to turn around as he felt burning pain in his back. He fell on his knees growling.

Caroline screamed as she saw Shane, except the fact that it wasn't him. Then her eyes went to Klaus, who was growling achingly. A man was still behind him, keeping the stake in his body, saying something.

She haven't heard a word as she focused on him.

It lasted three minutes, before Silas was gone. Klaus was still kneeling on the ground, without a quicker moves as even breathing was painful.

Her mind told her to run, but she couldn't leave him. It was her turn to take care of him.

She made a step towards him as she glanced at his wound. A large piece of white oak wood was still there and it looked awful.

"Klaus. We need to get out of here." She whispered trying to find a way to pick him up. She slowly put her arm around his waist and hoisted him. He growled in pain again. "I'm sorry." Caroline whimpered. "We have to move faster."

It was going to hurt, like hell.

He was preparing himself to what was going to happen. In many years, he hadn't felt that bad. As if he was dying. But he wasn't, was he?

Klaus looked at Caroline, who was focused on her vampire speed run. Her hair was messy from the wind and her face – he couldn't believe what he was seeing – she was worried. Now, a million of thoughts were going through his head as he was trying to figure out if she was worrying about him or herself?

Silas was strong, too strong. He was supposed to be the most powerful creature on earth and now what? Klaus was practically impotent.

A man whom was sleeping for a thousand years and wasn't at the top of his powers as he was in a human form, knocked him down with a help of a piece of wood.

So what that it was a white oak stake? He should be able to beat him without a blink.

He had to find a way to get rid of him. Silas was a big threat to everybody in Mystic Falls, but he only cared about one certain person, who right now, was trying her best to save his life.


They were too far from the town. She could take him to her house, but she knew that her mother would flip out as well as her friends.

Caroline managed to get him to his mansion.

As they walked through the front door, he pulled away from her and with leftovers of his powers, he used his vampire speed to get himself on a couch in the living room.

He thought that that would lighten her load.

She hurried after him. He was in real pain and she could sense it. She wanted to help him so bad, cut his misery but she didn't know what she could do.

He growled again as he moved with his eyes shut in ache. When he opened them, there was no sight of his weakness.
She left.

Of course she did. Why would she want to stay with him? He meant nothing to h–

His thought were ripped away, when he saw her again. She was coming back from bathroom apparently as she was carrying a wet towels. She sat beside him and started to mopping his face with it.

The towel was hot but it relieved him a little bit.

He watched her focused face. She was caught up in taking care of him and she hadn't noticed that he was staring at her. Finally, after a moment she felt his eyes on her.

"What?" She never stopped her activity and he smiled lightly.

"Nothing. I'm just wondering why you're helping me." He answered with a hoarse voice. Even that caused him pain.

"I don't know." Her answer was simple and it left her and also him confused. Caroline put away the towel and looked at him. His shirt was wet with blood and sweat. "You should take it off."

He looked down at his cloth. It was dirty, but he didn't noticed it earlier as he was focused on his pain and the blonde vampire. Now, he was angry at himself that she had to see him in this condition.

He tried to move, but it only ended up in painful growl.

She stayed calm, but inside she was screaming for help. She hated to see somebody hurt, even if this was Klaus. Or maybe – especially that it was him.

He was going to try again, but her hand rested on his arm. His eyes fell on her as she bit her lip. She took the ends of his shirt and slowly picked it up, revealing his abs. Sudden urge to touch them took over Caroline's mind.

She unhurriedly removed a piece of clothing, trying not to cause him pain. Now, that his shirt was off, she took a chance and scanned his bare chest.

Caroline noticed his tattoos on a left shoulder. It was few birds and a feather.

"Like what you see?" He said quietly as he tried to bury the ache that previous action caused him.

He perfectly saw the way she stared at his torso which made him laugh internally. He was asthenic. Even the smallest move or word he said, made him feel like somebody's been ripping his skin off.

But now, that she placed her hand on his chest, where his heart was, somehow it took away some throe and made him feel better.

Her presence was making him feel better, she was making him better – in every possible way.

He wanted nothing more but to hold her close, feel her one more time. Just like he did that day in the woods, or when they fought about Hayley.

It felt like she was made for him. Their bodies fit together, like they were made for each other. Too bad that she didn't see it.

And it was the worst part. Every time that she made one step towards him, he did something that took everything two steps back. But from the other side, he thought that maybe she never took any step towards him, that maybe all of this was just pity?

He would still think that, but he changed his mind when without saying anything, she lightly laid her head on his chest with her hand still on his heart.

He was more than surprised – he was happy and she could see that by the way he looked at her.

For the first time she did something like that with him, and it felt good – right.

They were in this position for a couple of minutes. She listened to his uneven breath. It was very intimate. She felt so close to him that it scared her. Suddenly, a face of Tyler appeared in front of her eyes and she pulled away from Klaus. Guilt. That was what she felt in that moment.

Her boyfriend was somewhere all alone and she actually was letting herself feel something towards the person that caused him being on the run.

Klaus looked at her questioningly, but she said nothing. The moment she pulled apart, the pain was back. He growled loudly.
She took the pincers that she prepared earlier.

"Let's get this thing out."


He just got off the phone with Elijah. His brother was finally coming back, and he had the cure. Things finally were getting better.

Caroline managed to take a piece of the white oak stake of his back. Wound was still lightly smarting, but it certainly wasn't such pain as he felt before.

He still couldn't figure out what happened some time ago. She was all over him and then she pulled away quickly. It obviously was an act of pity, it had to be.

It was a huge shock when she just laid herself on his chest. He wanted to do nothing more but to bring her closer and embrace her.

But then, reality set in. She must have remembered who he exactly was and regret that.

In his entire existence, he had never felt anything like that – the urge to be with somebody, to take care of them, to love.

And now, it was all gone, they will never happen, because she felt nothing for him.


Caroline tried not to think about the previous situation and him.

She loved Tyler, right? Then how could she feel the urge to be close with Klaus?

She was in his room again, cleaning his shirt as she knew that it was his favorite.

What? His favorite?

Why would she know that?

Of course, she saw him in it many times. Right now, she understood that she paid a lot more attention to him than she ever think she did.

She was pulled away from her thoughts when she heard him walking into the room. She turned the water off and hung his shirt on the sink to dry.

He sat on the bed and watched her cleaning up the mess in the bathroom.

Even then she was beautiful.

She felt that he was staring so her eyes fell on his. Caroline took a step towards him and sat beside him.

Again, the air became thick and heavy, and just awkward. They were just sitting next to each other, arm to arm. His leg brushed against hers, which made her gulp loudly.

"Thank you for your help." He said quietly knowing that she'll hear him anyway.

"Just try to stay away from trouble, ok?" She answered not even looking at him. She couldn't stand this tension anymore. She stood up abruptly and made her way towards the mirror hanging in front of his bed. She looked at his reflection.

He smirked. "Why? Would you be worried?"

The blonde turned around and sent him a death glare. Maybe she reacted too harsh, but his words hit her really hard. She couldn't bare the truth about her feelings.

"Are you insinuating something? I just don't want my friend to die, and I do not plan on dying anytime soon either." She tried to sound as cold as she could but his smile only got wider as he stood up and took a step towards her so they were few centimeters away.

"Then why are you so upset? Are you hiding something, love?" He asked. She shook her head. Before she could say anything, she was pinned up to the wall.

He was staring at her with his blue-green eyes intensively as he wanted to get to her soul. This time, it would only take one move of her head, and her lips would brush against his.

She felt his hips pressing onto hers. He leaned to her neck and kissed it. She was surprised with the electricity this small osculation sent down her spine. Her mind played her tricks as she couldn't think rationally.

Klaus slipped his hand under her white blouse and touched her bare waist.

His touch was almost addicting. When he trailed his way back to her face with small kisses along her jaw, and he was about to press his lips against hers, they were interrupted.

A person that broke their intimate moment which was leading to something that Klaus wanted to do from the moment he saw, cleared his throat.

She opened her eyes for them to only get wide in shock. He saw her reaction so he pulled away from her with a loud groan and he turned around.

He saw Hayley standing in the doorway watching them curiously.

"I hope I'm not interrupting?" She said wickedly making a step and looking around the room. "It hasn't changed a thing. I thought you'll get those letters off, they were making me feel weird."

Caroline knew perfectly what she meant – Hayley was talking about the time that she was having sex with Klaus. That thought made her want to barf. She clenched her fists.

"What are you doing here, wolf?"

"Well, you said you'd be protecting me and I felt really safe in your bed." Her voice became deludingly sweet. The original sighed in disbelief. Was she really that stupid?

Obviously, he wouldn't hurt her because he needed her to find Katherine, but he also wouldn't stop Caroline from doing so. He knew that the blonde vampire wasn't really fond of her.

With the corners of his eyes he could see Caroline trembling with anger.

"As you can see I am a little busy so comeback another time." He answered smiling lightly. Hayley rolled her eyes as she was about to leave but Caroline appeared in the doorframe with her vampire speed, causing the wolf to back off few steps.

"So that you can fuck her again?" He knew that she was referring to him. She was angry but he never heard her swearing. It came out really sexy, too bad that in this situation.

Hayley seemed surprised with her outbreak but then she burst out laughing.

"You're jealous, aren't you?"

That made her rage grow even more. She hated this girl so much that it was making her sick. She made a step towards her and without hesitation she slapped her with all of her strength causing the wolf to fall.

Caroline crouched down next to Hayley and took her face in her hand violently.

"Stay away from this town or I'll rip you to pieces. One by one. I don't care if Klaus promised you his protection, think about protecting yourself. I won't let you trick me again and snap my neck, another time you'll be the one with snapped neck, but you won't wake up like I did."

She was triumphing as she watched Hayley gather around and leave in hurry.

Klaus stared at her smiling widely. She was jealous.

Caroline was jealous of Hayley.

She cared.

How could those two words make him so happy? She cared. Caroline actually felt something for him and the way she treated Hayley only assured him in that.

She also glanced at him. She still was furious.

"How could you sleep with this bitch?! God, I hate you. I hate you so much for what you did, I hate you for everything!" Right now, she was shouting, but a smile never left his face. "You're so pathetic it hurts! I feel sorry for y-"

She never had a chance to finish as the only thing she was able to feel, was his lips pressed against hers.


So here it is! The final part of chapter one! Hope you enjoyed. I'm really sorry that it took so long, but I couldn't gather myself up to write something that made any sense and yesterday was TVD and Klaroline so I had an inspiration but I'm not fully satisfied with this too... I just hope you'll like it. In the next chapters we'll have the PROM NIGHT and then later, later we'll have them in NOLA! :D

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xoxo, Caroline!

PS. This is a raw meat, seriously. I haven't read it again to correct any mistakes so I'm sorry if there are any.