Title- That's What You Get
Description- Klaus is back, and wants Elena dead, so Damon 'comes up' with a plan that is in the best intentions of everyone... Or is it?
Disclaimer- The vampire diaries is not in my possession... Yet. I may kidnap it. Yeah, this is definitely a great plan... Maybe. Not.
A/N- Thank you to everyone who has read this and to anyone who has reviewed or added to favourites or alerts. Whenever I find out I have a review or being added to alerts it puts me in such a good mood I want to write lots! So that is why I have updated it quite fast. Also there is a bit of Klaroline in this one. YAY!

-Chapter 4; Hello Miss Heels-

As Caroline pulled her car into a spare parking spot in front of the Mystic Grill, Elena took a sigh of relief. She loved Caroline to death, but she had to admit that she could talk the ears off of anybody. She just didn't shut up! Whether she was on about her new pair of Louis Vuitton's, or Klaus the 'psycho pony drawer'* she had plenty of opinions.
"Damon... He won't hurt me will he?" Caroline asked, her voice quieter than it had been all morning.
"Course he won't! If he does as much as harm a hair on your head then I will make him pay" Elena told her sympathetically, putting an arm around the blonde.
"He wouldn't care. That's the difference between Stefan and Damon. If it was Damon who dived in to save you that night on Wickery bridge, then he would have let Matt die without a second thought. He is selfish, and refuses to live without you. Stefan wouldn't be able to live with you angry at him, so he saved Matt." Caroline gave a small smile. "Thank you for making Stefan saving him. Even though I'm not in love with him, it doesn't stop me from caring." Elena looked at Caroline, in complete and utter shock. She hadn't realised that the blonde paid attention so much as to sum up what was going on between her and the Salvatores, but she definitely didn't expect Caroline to say thank you.
"Yeah, I guess I still care for him too," Elena muttered after a moments pause. "But honestly Care, if you do get hurt then I will kill him."
"Ew, don't do that, I'm still worried that dead people watch me while I sleep, after what happened with Jeremy! Imagine what I would be like if I knew Damon was dead." she shuddered then looked at the time that was flashing on the dashboard. "Guess it is time for me to go," she said, getting out of the car slowly.
"You really don't have to do this..." Elena told her as one last try.
"I'm just going to ignore you" Caroline smiled, trying to make light of the situation. "Look after my baby," she said giving her car a stroke and then walked to the door of the grin, waving goodbye to a reluctant Elena. Caroline looked around, trying to see if she could spot Damon anywhere, but instead of him, she saw the face of Klaus, making his way towards her. She wondered what she was supposed to do, knowing that she couldn't outrun him, and he would easily win her in a fight, so she just stood still, hoping he would walk straight past her, even though she knew that it was pretty unlikely.
"Hello, love!" he smiled, not the patronizing type that he usually gave, but a soft smile that reached his eyes. Caroline didn't notice this at all, because the only thing that she could stare at was his eyes that seemed to be burning into her soul.
"What are you doing here Klaus?" she asked him coldly, trying to muster up enough strength to look away from him, but to no avail.
"Actually, I was looking for you..." he muttered, moving his gaze away from hers, giving her a chance to calm down. "I was wondering if you would want to go out for a meal tonight..."
"Really? You expect me to go on a date with you, though you probably want to kill my best friend?" she asked then realised something. She wouldn't be able to go to it unless he decided that he would leave Elena alone, so it could give him a bit of incentive to do it.
"Details, details" he shrugged trying to act like he wasn't that bothered, but even an idiot would be able to figure out that he was disappointed. "So is that a no?"
"Actually, yeah, I guess I'll see you tonight." she told him, trying not to laugh at his mouth that was open wide in shock.
"Yeah so I'll um, pick you up at yours later, I'll er, see you later" he said, giving a small clumsy wave, and vanishing quickly.
"What was that about?" a low voice that belong came from behind her, making her jump a mile.
"Don't scare me like that, dick!" she growled turning slowly, so as not to trip in her heels. "And I have a date tonight!"
"Yeah, well sorry to tell you this Blondie but you probably won't be going." he told her.
"Yeah I know..." she grinned, as he just looked at her deciding not to press it.
"Anyways, what are you wearing?" Damon asked her incredulously, looking specifically at her heels.
"Clothes?" she shrugged, then tilted her head slightly. "So shall we go then?" she asked, spotting the black car parked about twenty feet away.
"Actually, I was thinking of making a bit of a scene" he chuckled.
"Yeah, how is that going to happen, there is no one out here! Wait..." she glanced around at the usually crowded streets. "Why is there no one out?" she asked Damon.
"Oh, didn't you see the news this morning?" he grinned "Apparently there is a bear around. People have been warned to stay inside; I didn't warn you because I /thought/ you could handle yourself"
"So how are you planning on making a scene then?" she quizzed, only to be answered by Damon lifting her up by her neck, choking her.
"Like this." he smirked as she kicked her legs trying to get away and screamed at the top of her voice but slowly she stopped as she lost consciousness and collapsed in a heap on the ground.
"Woah what's going on here?" Matt asked, as he ran outside after hearing the commotion.
"Just the quarterback I needed to see," Damon grinned, and grabbed Matt's face in a vice like grip. "You didn't see anything, and when you get a phone call from me later on in the day, you will meet me out here. Got it?" he told him in a slow calculating voice, grinning as the boy nodded, and leaving him stood there confused, as Damon picked up the blonde, and placed her in the trunk of his car.

*I was writing this at 2am in the morning, and was crying with laughter as I imagined a chest of drawers full of psychotic horses. Just thought you would all appreciate that.