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Part III

There were very few things that Klaus spent time thinking about. In fact, he could count them all on one hand.

His family, for one. Though they had spent centuries fighting and bickering, together and apart, they were still his family, and, not that he would admit it, he loved them. Elijah, his big brother, and, many years ago, his closest, most loyal friend. And Kol, his little brother now lost to him. He had even held affection for Finn, despite their differences.

And Rebekah, of course, his one and only sister, the one of his siblings that had been the longest by his side. The two of them always fought, but they were thick as thieves. Even now, when she refuses to even acknowledge his existence, Klaus knew that she would come back. It was Bekah, after all.

So, yes, Klaus pondered upon his family.

Then there was his survival, something that he thought about daily. After a thousand years, Klaus grew less and less vulnerable, but just because he was not easy to kill, did not mean he could be hurt in other ways. He had made many enemies over his millennium walking on the Earth, and he knew that they could strike at any moment, aiming for his weak spots. Besides, there was the white oak stake to worry about.

And then there was vengeance, something Klaus never tired of. Klaus was the most feared and hated of his siblings and there was reason for that. He never forgot, and he never forgave. But, not only that, he could wait for his vengeance. Despite his impulsive personality, age had taught Klaus patience, and he would lie in wait for centuries for his revenge. He would wait until those he was chasing felt safe, and then he would strike. And it wouldn't be over quickly.

It was something he excelled at.

For a long time, he had also thought about the curse, but since it had been broken, it didn't matter much to him.

That had been all, at least, until recently.

And then she had walked into his life, all light and beautiful and full of joy, and she had made him forget about all of those things, until all he thought about was her.

Caroline.

So, of course, when she came to him all those weeks ago with her offer, how could he refuse? But she didn't make it easy, goading him at every turn. He decided to ignore it, tried to make her see that he wouldn't treat her horribly, not her.

Everything he did for her was thrown back in his face.

He tied to control his temper, but it was like she broke through his thousand years of experience and made him turn back into the youth he had once been.

Eventually, he snapped. She wants me to own her... well, then I'll own her.

He showed her who was in charge, that he was the alpha here not her. Klaus could still feel the thrill from when he had pushed her into the wall, still remember the feel of her body against his.

It had only been a few days since then, and, as of yet, nothing much had changed.

But it would today. Today, he would make Caroline go out. He wasn't going to allow her to lock herself up inside the house and act like the captive, anymore.

He found Caroline in the kitchen, sipping blood from a mug, still wearing pyjamas.

"Get dressed," He ordered her, causing her to look up at him surprised. He was usually gone early in the morning. She opened her mouth as if to say something but Klaus beat her to it. "You're coming with me, today."

He didn't give her a chance to protest as he walked out the door.

"And do hurry, sweetheart."

The drive to New Orleans was made without a single word, Caroline seemingly giving him the silent treatment as she sat sulkily next to him, arms crossed over her chest.

Klaus didn't allow Caroline to leave his side as they wandered the city. They spent the day with him showing her around, telling her stories of the past and what New Orleans used to be like. Though Caroline continued to say nothing, Klaus could tell she was listening by the interested gleam in her eye, the way her face filled with awe as he told some improbable fact about one building or another, or the way she smiled slightly when he cracked a joke.

Eventually, as the sun set, Klaus led her to a bar where his contact would meet him. Though he didn't want he to stray too far, his contact was a suspicious man and would not take kindly to a stranger in their midst as they discussed business. So, after he led her into the bar, his arm around her waist, he pulled her to the side.

"Listen, love, I'm afraid I must leave you for a little while." Caroline looked at him disbelievingly, almost as if she was questioning his sanity. "If you run, you know I'll just find you... Or maybe I'll just turn Elena back into a vampire; after all, the deal would be broken."

Caroline glared at him but Klaus only smirked.

As she wandered away, Klaus went to find his contact, keeping his eye on her as she talked to some people. Eventually, half an hour, when his meeting was done, he turned to look for Caroline.

He soon spotted her walking out the door, following a boy. Klaus' eyes narrowed as he trailed quietly after them. He found them standing together in the alley next to the bar. He knew Caroline had seen him when her eyes met his and she purposely looked away and to the boy in front of her.

Klaus saw how she leaned into the boy, pushing her unruly curls behind her ear. Despite the fact that he immediately recognized the game she was playing, he felt anger boil deep inside his stomach. He watched as she placed her hand on the insignificant boy's arm, leaning closer to him provocatively.

Klaus growled to himself; she was his, and he was going to show her just what that meant. He walked slowly to them, with the gait of a predator. Caroline and the boy would know whom she belonged to.

They barely seemed to notice him as he approached, though he knew they soon would.

Klaus walked so he was right behind Caroline, feeling her freeze, as he placed his arms firmly and possessively on her hips, fingers digging painfully into her skin. He pressed her back into his front lewdly, his arms wrapping tightly around her stomach. For a moment Caroline struggled against him but that stopped as soon as he leaned forward, pressing his lips to her ear.

"Now, now, sweetheart, don't forget our deal." He hissed quietly, voice deep with anger, before kissing her cheek lightly and then focused his eyes on the boy, who was scowling at him.

Not for long.

"Sorry, mate, I suppose my girl was feeling a bit desperate seeing as she came to talk to you." He smirked darkly, his eyes still on the boy, clearing warning him. "But, don't worry, I'm sure I can..." He glanced down a Caroline, giving her a suggestive look, much to her horror, "...satiate her from here on."

"Well, clearly, you can't, mate, otherwise 'your girl' wouldn't be here with me." The boy mocked, thinking he had the upper hand as he puffed up his chest. Klaus lifted his eyes from Caroline's panicking ones and turned to the boy. He sent him a dangerous glare, causing the boy to falter a bit.

He thinks he can talk to me like I am beneath him.

In a few moments, he won't be able to think at all.

Klaus let his arms fall away from Caroline's waist, who still stood there frozen, unsure of what to do. Klaus stepped around her and up to the boy, until there was barely an inch between. For a short moment, he did nothing, preferring to let the boy's imagination run wild.

"The extent of human stupidity never ceases to amaze me." Klaus mused, turning his head to look at Caroline. In just a mere second, he had turned back around and his hand was tight around the boy's throat, lifting him off the ground.

"Stop." Caroline gasped, speaking for the first time, rushing forward until she was just behind Klaus a hand on his arm, eyes pleading with him.

Klaus ignored it. She thinks she can change me, that she has power over me... I am the one with the power here.

His hand squeezed tighter around the boy's throat, causing him to gurgle and turn red faced. Klaus watched with something akin to amusement as he fought for breath.

"Please, Klaus, please." Caroline begged, tugging on his arm, trying to get him to drop the boy. "I'm sorry, I won't do it again." Seemingly against his will, his eyes shifted from the boy to Caroline. She was looking at him with wide eyes and she seemed... terrified.

She... she really is scared of me. For some reason, this filled Klaus with sadness.

"Please, don't kill him. It's my fault. I shouldn't have gone with him." Her voice was edged with desperation and Klaus felt his angry, his jealous fog fade a bit. "I... I'm yours." She finally whispered.

It was this admission that finally made Klaus' fingers loosen just enough for the boy to slip through them and onto the floor, body hitting the ground hard, gasping the entire way. Caroline made to move to the boy, to help him, but one look from Klaus froze her in her steps.

Klaus crouched down in front of the boy, grabbing him by the lapels of his jacket, and hauling him up so that he was face to face with the hybrid.

"If I ever see you near her again, I will tear off your head." He growled, pleased when he saw the absolute terror in the human's eyes. "Now go and never tell another soul of what happened here." His eyes dilated as the compulsion finished sinking in and as soon as he let go, the boy scrambled up and ran away as fast as he could.

Klaus watched until the fool was out of his sight before straightening and turning to face his little blonde vampire.

Caroline was looking at him resignedly, and, for once, she remained silent, her eyes portraying a quiet sort of fear. But she wouldn't show him that, he knew, even after this. She had too much pride for that.

He wasn't sure why, but Klaus found himself liking that.

Still, that did not stop him from his next.

He shoved her hard into the brick wall, one hand going around her waist, and the other sitting around her throat. He didn't squeeze but the threat was clearly there, and Klaus could tell that Caroline knew this as her chest heaved up and down, her breath coming in quick pants.

His eyes were dark as he stared at her for a moment, not making a move. Then he suddenly leaned forward so that his lips were at her ear.

"You must never forget, Caroline." Klaus whispered, huskily. "Any game you come up with, any challenge, know this..." He pulled back so he was looking her in the eye. "I will always win." His hand traveled from her throat and to her cheek, playing with a curl of her blonde hair.

Abruptly, his yanked her head back harshly, his hand at the base of her head, tangled in her hair as he pulled it by its roots. She let out a pained gasp, her hands, which had been lying useless by her side, flew to his chest, trying, and failing, to push him off of her.

She stopped when she saw that it was doing nothing.

"You will never do something such as this again." He growled, tugging hard at her hair once, causing her to cry out. "Do you understand, sweetheart?"

"I understand," She hissed fiercely.

A smirk played at Klaus' lips and he let go of her hair, pulling her away from the wall, both of his hands sitting on her hips. "That's my girl." He said, almost teasingly.

At this, Caroline scowled, causing Klaus to let out a chuckle, before letting her go completely and walking slowly away. When he noticed she wasn't following him as expected, he held out his hand to her, waiting.

A moment later, a small, soft hand was placed in his and he gently closed his rough fingers around it, before pulling her away with him.

That night, Klaus thought of only one thing.

Caroline.

So, as you can probably tell, this is NOT the end of this story – I just recently came to the realization that I could not finish this properly with just one more part… So, Terms has been extended, yet again; it is not a five-shot!

This will be the last time I extend it. However, there is always a possibility for a short sequel, if you all want it!

Anyways, thanks again for reading and let me know what you think!

RW