Chapter Three

Be warned: it's M for a reason in this chapter. Enjoy! And please remember that I haven't wrote anything like that before, so go easy on me.

Caroline paused in the doorway to the Lockwood Manor. "You're mom isn't home, is she?" She asked nervously. There was no way she, Caroline Forbes, was going to face Carol Lockwood looking like this. Tyler barrelled on into the house, switching lights on as he went. "Nope, she's out. Away at some spa retreat or something, and Mason is...somewhere." He called and glanced back around the corner at her. "What are you waiting for?" he asked, seeing her still standing in the doorway. She looked up at him. "I need to be invited in." she said glancing around. It was weird, that the house she'd been in so many times for parties when she was human without a second thought, she couldn't get in now. She was still getting used to that. "Oh. Caroline Forbes, I would be honoured if you came into my house and grace me with your presence." He said, and bowed mockingly. She sucked on her bottom lip as she crossed over the threshold.

Tyler felt the air whooshing around him and he was on his back on the floor, with Caroline straddling him with a big grin on her face. "Don't mock me, Lockwood." she growled playfully, and pulled on his ear for lack of anything to do. Tyler was trying to keep his cool, but it was hard to concentrate with a gorgeous blonde straddling him. He leaned himself up on his elbows, but she grabbed his hand, pulling them both to their feet. She walked on through the house. "Hey, you can't just use that speed on me whenever you want!" He yelled after her following her. Caroline was easily heading to his room, a place she'd been many a time before. She turned around and shot him a smile. "You like it secretly." She said and slipped into his room. Tyler chuckled and followed her. The thing was, he kind of did.

"So," she said, sitting primly on the bed. "How come you weren't surprised or scared? When I went all vamp face on you?" He was leaning on the closed door.

"Because it fit. I mean, Care, the doctors didn't think you were going to make it. And then you suddenly got better. And yesterday, I got told I was a werewolf. So, if I can exist, why couldn't you?"

Caroline nodded, thinking. "There's more, isn't there?" She asked softly. She knew he was hiding something. Tyler hesitated. He didn't know how she'd take being his mate. "You've read twilight, haven't you?" Tyler asked carefully, trying to figure out a way to put it.

"Yeah. I was disappointed because instead of sparkling in the sun, I burn." She said with a slight bitter tone in her voice.

"You know the way the wolves imprint?" Tyler continued. Caroline looked at him.

"You're joking." She said flatly.

"No, I'm not. It's called mating. Caroline, we need our mate. Mason said that if our mate rejects us, it'll feel like the world is coming apart. I know, trust me; I know it's a lot to ask for. Care, I need you. But I'm scared, Caroline. The full moon is coming up and I'm so scared." Tyler finished; his voice breaking. Caroline didn't hesitate. She went over and hugged him tightly, being careful not to break any of his ribs.

"Its' okay, Tyler," She soothed, stroking his hair, her chin resting on his shoulder. "It's going to be okay. I'm going to help you through this." She said determinedly. Tyler wrapped his arms around her small, shaking frame. He knew she was scared. "Thank you." He whispered. Caroline knew that he was trying to convey a lot through those two words. Caroline was scared, more scared than she'd ever been in her life. But Tyler needed her. Caroline was sure she didn't love him, not yet, anyway. But when someone said they needed her, and especially with how vulnerable and scared Tyler looked, she'd do her damndest to help them. "Yes." She said suddenly. She was sure of what she wanted to do. "What?" He asked. She pulled apart from him slightly and looked him in the eye.

"I accept, mate." She said simply. The smile that broke on Tyler's face could've cured cancer. He stroked her face. "I want to know everything." He said. She huffed slightly, pulling away from him.

"If you want to know everything, I'm going to need something more comfortable to wear." She said, pointing to her ruined dress. As Elena had said earlier, it was a good think she didn't have to breathe, because she wouldn't be able to it was that tight. "Sure! Help yourself." He said and pointed to a drawer. She took off her shoes and put them neatly beside the bed. Caroline padded over to the drawer, and started riffling through it. She found a sweater that was large enough to cover everything, and took it into the en suite attached to Tyler's room. She closed the door with a click. She was scared, and worried. She knew she needed to talk to Stefan. Damon couldn't find out, or he'd kill her and Tyler. Caroline didn't even know if the Salvatore's knew about Werewolves. Caroline didn't know what to do. But she knew she couldn't let Tyler down. He needed her. She didn't really understand the whole 'mating' thing, but, going by twilight, he'd be crazy about her.

Caroline slipped off the dress, having to wriggle out of it. She pulled the sweater over her head. It was big on her, ending just two inches above her knees. She rolled the sleeves up a couple of times. She put her hand on the door. "Is it okay to come out?" She asked hesitatingly.

"Only if you're naked," Tyler joked. Caroline came out and rolled her eyes. He was lying on his bed. He'd taken his jacket off, and was in jeans and a dark red shirt. "That is not funny," she said, sitting beside him. He propped himself up on his elbows, waiting. "Okay, so. Vampires," she said trying to figure out what to say. She got to her knees in front of him. "You need to promise me that you won't tell anyone. Nobody." She stated. He nodded. "Right. Okay then. You remember when I was sick?" He nodded again. "The doctors didn't know how I got better. The truth was, it was two things. Vampire blood can heal people. I still haven't got the whole picture yet, and I don't know who gave the word go, but Damon came to me about a week, a week and a half ago. He fed me his blood." Caroline said. She knew the next thing would be difficult to talk about. Tyler had questions, but from the look on her face he knew if she stopped, she wouldn't start again.

"Elena has what is called a doppelganger. It means there is someone that looks exactly like her. Her doppelganger happens to be a vampire both Damon and Stefan were in love with in 1864. I kind of think Damon still is. Later that night, I woke up to find Elena standing over me. I was confused, and then she called herself Katherine. I didn't know about her at this stage. I was scared, and she- she came over. She lifted my pillow and she-she-" Caroline couldn't finished because of the tears that were choking her up. Tyler's eyes widened, and he pulled her to him. "My God, Care." He said softly. He stroked her arm with his thumb as the blonde clung to him. "When I woke up again, I realized what had happened. I called Stefan, and he came. He brought Damon with him. I broke Damon's arm." She said, remembering with a small smile.

"I had to drink a bottle of animal blood It was icky. I drink human blood now. Blood bags, not people." She said shyly and hastily. "I didn't want to kill anybody. Bonnie's a witch. She made me this ring-" she held up a small hand where an old fashioned, Lapis Lazuli ring rested. "-so I didn't burn in the sun. I don't want to be what I am. But I didn't want to die. I'm thankful for what Damon did, even if I hate him. No one could have known what Katherine was going to do. Stefan brought me enough blood to keep me going until I got out of hospital. He showed me how to hunt, how to be around people. Elena was cool with it, but Bonnie hated me. We're okay now, though. I can be hurt with wood and vervain, and a stake through the heart or someone ripping my head off can kill me. I get scared, Tyler. I don't want to snap out of it someday to find I've killed someone. Every emotion is heighted, and jumbled. All I know is I'm going to watch everyone I love and care about die. In a few decades, it'll just be me, Stefan, Damon and that bitch Katherine." She finished with a strangled laugh.

Tyler stared at her in shock. He knew she needed to get this out to someone that wasn't involved in the story. He didn't know what to say or do, so he just held her as she cried. Tyler was changing. He could feel it. Other things were beginning to feel unimportant, things that were usually on the top of his 'to do' list before, like girls, partying, booze. But Tyler didn't want any other girls. There was no other girl he wanted to be in his bed with, just her. He was practically inhaling her, inhaling her. Her sweetness, her kindness. The way she wrinkled her nose when she was thinking, her tinkling laugh, the way she loved and wanted everyone and everything too much. It was then, Tyler realised that he would never be able to get enough of Caroline Forbes.

They lay like that for a long time, both lying on the bed, her curled into him, him with his arm her. Slowly she moved her arm over his, taking his hand. She closed her eyes. She was always cold, so he felt deliciously warm. Her back was pressed into his chest. Tyler hadn't felt this happy in a while. "So," She said. "Your uncle Mason's a wolf too?" Tyler grinned. Even though Caroline was a vampire, she was still as curious as ever. "Yeah. He's staying to help. Teach me how to control the anger." Tyler said, remembering the rest of his conversation with his uncle. Caroline nestled further into his chest. "I always wondered what that was about, you being so angry all the time. You're like a girl with PMS," she teased. She asked tracing patterns on his arm, making him shudder.

"Yup," he said, trying not to groan with how crazy she was making him. Instead, he glanced at the calendar that Mason had given him. "The full moon is the day after tomorrow." He realised. Caroline felt his arm tighten around her. She turned over to face him. "I can help you," she said. He could see determination in her eyes. She propped herself up on an elbow. "Your uncle showed you where to go, right? We go there, chain you up or something to hold you down, and I'll stay with you and make sure you don't get out and hurt anyone!" She said, determined to help him. He was looking at her, his irises turning amber. She felt his hand reach behind her and he pulled on the back of the neck hole of the sweater down. She could feel the front pulling up to her neck. Her face blushed crimson when she realised how low the neckline had been. "I didn't see anything," He said gruffly, his eyes still slightly amber. She buried her face in her hands from embarrassment.

He took her wrists gently and pulled them away from her face. "I didn't see anything you didn't want me to." He whispered. She looked up at him. Slowly, she leaned forward and put her hand on the back of his neck and dragged him down to meet her, her lips crashing against his. It was a hungry, desperate sort of kiss. He leaned her back onto the bed until he was lying on top of her. Her hands were under his under his shirt, her fingers brushing the contours of his abs. His lips lefts hers to go to her chin and neck, leaving a trail of kisses as his teeth grazed her neck. She arched her neck to give him better access. "Are you sure about this?" He murmured against her neck.

Tyler hadn't wanted to push her. He wanted them to be linked in every way, and he wanted her. But he was willing to wait, anything to make her happy. But she was taking charge, and he could see a familiar glint in her eyes when she was determined to do something. "Yes," she said in a low voice. "I want this," She gasped. Caroline felt the need to be close to him, to be with him She flipped them over so she was straddling him, her legs on either side of his hips.

She crossed her arms and brought her hands to hem of her sweater and stated to raise it. She brought it up over her head and threw it to the other side of the room. Tyler leaned up to kiss her, his hands reaching behind her to unhook her bra with ease. "You're just a little too good at that," she rasped against his mouth as she slipped it off and his hands travelled down. She heard the sound of ripping fabric. "Oh!" She said in a strangled voice as a finger entered her. She felt Tyler smile against her mouth. She went to his jaw, placing kisses and nips. "Tyler..." She moaned Tyler growled and flipped them over again, causing her to giggle. She ran her hands through his hair, massaging and pulling. He trailed kisses down her collarbones, and down the middle to her stomach. She squealed, and brought his mouth back to hers, both fighting for dominance as their tongues battled. He slipped out of his boxers and entered her. They found their pace, and when they both came, their hands reached for each other. Right then, it didn't matter that he was a werewolf and she was a vampire. It didn't matter that they were supposed to be mortal enemies. Right then, he was Tyler and she was Caroline. They were Tyler and Caroline, and that was good enough for them.

Caroline woke, feeling the sunlight on her bare back. She breathed out deeply and glanced at the sleeping figure beside her. Tyler. She smiled at the memory of what they did. It was completely reckless, stupid, and god knows what could have happened when she bit him. But it was kind of perfect. She was lying on her stomach, the blanket covering her lower half, and Tyler was the same but lying on his back. The sunlight was hitting his abs, some parts shadowed. Their hands were intertwined between them. She slipped her hand out of his, and went under the blanket, her head coming out the other end. She leaned over to try and find her underwear. She put her hand to her mouth when she realised that they were ripped beyond wear. She vaguely remembered feeling teeth and hands all over her last night, so she wasn't really surprised. She felt Tyler shift beside her, and felt his lips on the small of her back. "Looking for something?" he murmured.

"Something that's beyond repair, thanks to you," she sighed. Caroline felt Tyler smile into her back. "Last night was..." she started.

"Reckless." He said leaving another kiss.

"Irresponsible." she agreed.

"Stupid." He did the same again. "Dangerous- twisted- against nature-"

She whined a protest, but he flipped her over so she was facing him. It didn't matter how intimate the position was, but he only had eyes for her.

"Perfect-" he kissed her chin "beautiful-" he kissed her forehead "romantic-" he kissed her eyelid "spontaneous-" he kissed the other one "and magical." He finished and kissed her lightly on the lips.

She smiled. "Who knew Tyler Lockwood had such a way with words." she teased. He rolled his eyes at her. "Now you're definitely not getting this back." He said, glanced behind him. She followed his gaze to see her lacy bra hang on a corner post of his bed. He grinned at her, and she launched at the post. "You owe me," she laughed as she fixed it. She struggled to hook it, and he came behind her and did it for her and kissed her on the shoulder. "You ripped my underwear." She said, holding up the scrap pieces of material. "It would've been a lot easier if you weren't squirming as much." he whispered in her ear with a glint in his eye. She blushed as she remembered how she'd squirmed beneath him, making very loud, needy noises that she was glad there was no one in the house to hear. She got up from the bed and picked up the discarded sweater and pulled it over her head.

Tyler pulled on his boxers and jeans as he chuckled. "I never thought I see the day, Caroline Forbes doing a walk of shame."

"It will not be a walk of shame. It'll be a walk of great dignity." She said. She threw him a coy smile over her shoulder. "And I never thought I'd see the day when Tyler Lockwood just lay there and took it. Fast, if I recall." She tossed her hair and walked out of his bedroom. Tyler blushed furiously. "Not all of us have super speed you know!" He yelled after her and went into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and stepped in. Caroline started making her way down the stairs when she heard the door front door open. "Tyler, sweetie! I'm home!" she heard Mrs Lockwood call. Her eyes widened, and she backed up the stairs and into Tyler's room. She heard her come up the stairs. "I came home early because it was full of imbeciles with far too much money and not enough brain cells." She saw the doorknob move and she shot into the bathroom. "Honey I think my phone chargers in your bathroom!" Mrs Lockwood yelled. She door started to open, and Caroline mentally cursed as she stepped in the shower. Tyler made to say something, and she covered his mouth and nodded to the door. His eyes widened and she removed her hand. He moved so she could get behind him, hiding her.

"Jesus, Mom! I'm in the shower!" He said, blushing.

"Oh sweetheart, it's nothing I hadn't seen before." She said and looked on the counter. Mrs Lockwood didn't want to admit that she had a bit of a drink problem. Caroline sat on the edge of the tub, and put her head against the tilled wall. "Oh, here it is. I'll see you later; I'm going to a meeting." She said and left, closing the door with a click. Caroline listened, and a few minutes later heard the front door slam. She breathed out. Tyler grimaced and ran a hand through his hair. "I really wished you didn't have to hear that." She giggled and grinned. She stood up and went to get out of the shower. "Hey." He said. She turned around slightly to find him looking at her. "Want to share a towel too?" He smirked. She rolled her eyes at him.

"I'm not that wet." She responded, looking down at herself. It was true; she was relatively dry except for her feet. She heard Tyler chuckle. "Yet." He muttered. Her eyes widened. He took the shower head from the stand and soaked her. She squealed and yelled, but he caught her round the stomach and held her as he soaked her, both laughing. "No! Stop! Tyler!" She laughed trying to wrestle the shower head out of his hands. "Make me!" He challenged. She smiled and wriggled around to face him. He was smirking at her. "Put the shower head down," She compelled him, and he did. "Now kiss me." She commanded. He leaned forward and kissed her with so much force it pressed her against the wall. She giggled. "You can stop now." He came back up.

"What just happened?" He asked, confused.

"I compelled you." She said happily.

"You what?"

"Basically I made you do whatever I wanted you to."

"Don't do that again." He said.

"I'm not making any promises." She said with a grin and got out of the shower, soaked to the bone, her hair pressed to her scalp. She wringed it out. Caroline went to a cupboard and found a towel. She took off the sweater, sighing as it hit the ground. "Correction on the underwear front: you owe me a set." She said, inspecting the soaked fabric. She groaned. "If my mom's home, I'm dead." She paused. "Er. Dead-er." She wrapped it around herself, and takes off her bra. She felt Tyler come up behind her. "I'll get right to it." He murmured against her shoulder. Caroline turned around to face him. "Okay, the plan today is. You drop me home, I'll get changed. You go to the hardware or weight store or somewhere that has something that hold you down. I'll meet you there, and we'll figure something out." She said and went into his room and rifled for a shirt and a belt. A couple of moments later Tyler came out with his boxers on. "Care, what are you doing?" He said, hiding a smile as she dropped the towel and slipped on a massive white shirt of his.

"Trying to find something that anyone who sees me might possibly think it's mine." She replied, belting it around the waist. He rolled his eyes and got dressed. She went to the side of the bed and put her shoes on. She picked up her underwear and discarded dress, and made towards the door. "Come on, Ty." She said waiting at the door. He was hesitating, with his back to her. "Don't do this." He said. Caroline looked at the back of him, feeling worried.

"Do what, Tyler? You're scaring me."

"Help me tomorrow."

Caroline stared. "Tyler, if I don't, you might get out. You might hurt someone, or someone could see you-"

Tyler turned around. "I won't get out. I'm worried about hurt you. If I did-"

"You can't, okay? Unless werewolves are full of vervain, you can't hurt me. I'm going with you, and I'm staying with you. End of discussion, okay?" She interrupted. "Now, are you going to take me home or am I going to have to walk?"

Tyler was silent, but he followed her down the stairs and to the kitchen. She started rummaging through the cupboards. She found a box of cheerio's and poured them into a bowl with some milk. Tyler had just sat down with a salad bowl full of the same when he said. "So you can eat normal food?" Caroline put down her spoon and nodded.

"Yes. As long as I eat...what I need to, I can eat whatever I want."

"So, you're sure you want to help me?" He asked, terrified to ask her, keeping his eyes on his bowl.

She extended her hand to his and took it.

"I'm yours."

I shamelessly stole the shower scene from 'pretty little liars' :D Not mine. Oh, and I keep forgetting in every story to do this!

Caroline: Clodagh does not own Vampire Diaries.

Tyler: She doesn't own any songs or quotes either. But she wishes she owns me.

Me:*coughs* Maybe..

Caroline:*Death Glare*

Me: Moving on!