Okay so here is the third chapter of my story, I hope you like it! There's some Klaroline in this one which I know a lot of people loe. And I promise Kol's story will be told soon! Please leave a review, I love you all!

"I'm not in the mood Klaus," Caroline said as Klaus dragged her around the gigantic house. "Where are you taking me anyway?" she asked impatiently.

Klaus sighed. "You'll see," he said, stopping at a door towards the back of the house.

Caroline rolled her eyes as Klaus slowly opened the door, still keeping a firm grip on her hand.

What she saw inside was beautiful. There were hundreds of paintings and drawings on the walls and in frames. There was a large painting easel towards the back of the room as well bookshelves full of what Caroline assumed were scrapbooks filled with even more artwork.

"Come here," Klaus said motioning for her to join him beside one of the bookcases. She hadn't even noticed him letting go of her. She walked slowly towards him as she admired the paintings on the walls.

She'd never say it out loud but she really did admire Klaus for his artwork. He had a real talent and a love for art. That was part of the reason she came to almost accept him. As she's said to him before anybody capable of love is capable of being saved.

"Klaus, these are amazing!" Caroline whispered in awe as she stopped beside him. Klaus smiled genuinely. "I have something to give to you," he said.

Klaus pulled out a sketch on an A4 page. He smiled as he handed it to Caroline and she gasped when she looked down at the picture.

It was a drawing of her wearing the dress she wore to prom. The one Klaus gave to her. In the drawing she was looking down, her hand gracefully touching her hair and there was nothing in the background. There was such detail in her facial features that you would swear it was a photograph. "I've missed you Caroline," he said softly once she looked up to meet his eyes.

Caroline chuckled. "I never actually gave you back your dress," she said. Klaus smiled a little wider. "it's yours," he said shaking his head. "And so is that drawing, it's my favourite," he added.

"Thanks," she said happily. "It's beautiful."

There was no denying the feelings they had for each other. Even Caroline knew that. She finally came to the realization that she, Caroline Forbes, was falling for Klaus Mikaelson. She was falling for the original hybrid that had done so much to wrong her and everyone she loved in the past. But somehow all of that didn't matter to Caroline anymore, she could see the good in him and she could feel it outshine all of the bad.

Caroline knew that Klaus liked her, a lot. But he was very stubborn and it would be very hard to get him to agree to convince a witch to drop the veil. She would have to confide in the gentler side of the original family, Elijah. Elijah understood love and loyalty; he would understand how much she wanted to get Bonnie back. He was the one to get to help.

She knocked timidly on the door of the oldest original's bedroom. Elijah was at the door in a second. Caroline gasped when she saw him stand before her; she looked up at him shyly.

"Caroline," he greeted with a gentle smile. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I was um, just wondering if...um, I could talk to you...about...something," she explained nervously. Elijah chuckled at her timidness.

"Why don't you come inside?" Elijah said trying to sound friendly to reassure her.

He motioned for her to enter and she quickly scampered under his arm and into the room. It wasn't how she expected at all.

She was expecting darkness and old-fashioned décor but it was almost the opposite.

The walls were painted a pale blue and were decorated with various paintings and personal photographs as well as a huge plasma TV on the back wall. On the right side of the room against the back wall there was a large four-poster bed and a desk on the other side of the room with a chair and many bookshelves. There were also a few windows around the room, which made it seem more open and inviting. She didn't feel intimidated anymore.

"Now what is it you want to talk about?" Elijah asked, closing the door behind Caroline. Caroline sighed. "I wanted to talk to you about your witch friend...Sophie," she explained. Elijah nodded once curiously and motioned for her to sit down on his bed. She did and continued talking.

"Bonnie was able to bring Jeremy back from the other side," she said. "I want Sophie to do the same for Bonnie."

Elijah furrowed his brow and nodded as he sat in his desk chair and clasped his hands in his lap. "You want her to drop the veil?" he replied warily. Caroline nodded and smiled hopefully.

"I will gladly speak to her but you'll have to convince her yourself, Marcel has banned the use of magic in new Orleans," he explained. "If you do get her to agree it will have to be in mystic falls so she can use the expression triangle."

Caroline was amazed that Elijah knew about all of this as he wasn't really involved but she didn't really care.

"Thank you so much Elijah!" Caroline squealed and she pounced on him, hugging him tightly.

Elijah cleared his throat and patted Caroline's back gently.

"We could even get your brothers back!" Caroline exclaimed, jumping away from Elijah. "Finn and Kol. They could live with you in New Orleans and you'll be a real family!"

Elijah's eyes widened. "That's not a very good idea Caroline," he said, laughing nervously. "Kol can't come back to New Orleans."

Caroline furrowed her brow in confusion. "Why not?" she asked, confused.

"It's just not possible, I'm sorry," Elijah apologized. "I think you should leave," he added.

Caroline nodded suspiciously and walked slowly towards the door. "Thanks again Elijah," she said quietly. Elijah nodded in response before Caroline opened the door and slid out of the room.

"What was that about?" she thought once she had shut the door again.