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The Seven Seas

Chapter 4


"I demand to know where my father is!" yelled Caroline angrily as she stormed into the room.

His icy orbs narrowed dangerously. She had barged into the navigation room, when he had specifically told Elijah to keep her away from that area at all costs. He lowered his crossed legs off the desk, which had been comfortable. But it seemed everywhere this woman went, she caused things to go array, well, that was his own opinion since everyone else seemed think she was quite amiable. Klaus knew better.

"You, my dear, do not get to demand anything," he said calmly and he stood up and walked to the window opposite Caroline with his back facing her as he looked out at the ocean. He noticed it was starting to get rough which troubled him.

Carolined hissed in anger. "You have him prisoner and I wish to see him," she said as she walked toward him. "Are you listening to me?"

Klaus turned to face her and he was far from amused. "And how would you know that?"

"Does it matter? I wish to see him! You took me prisoner, I at least get to visit other prisoners, surely," she said in a condescending way as she folded her arms over her chest.

Klaus turned back to the sea, looking toward the horizon. A storm was coming.

"I do not have him prisoner, sweetheart. But if I did, I would not allow you to see him," he said with finality.

Caroline's emerald orbs widened in shock.

"You're a liar! The Duke said that Niklaus Mikaelson had captured my father after going to battle with his ship!" she exclaimed angrily as she walked toward the window and leaned her shoulder against it to look up at his face. They were very close and so Klaus simply turned his head and looked down at her.

"Really?! Did he say how he knew this? I am many things, Caroline, but a liar is not one of them. I have no need to lie because I could slit your throat at any moment," said Klaus menacingly as he turned his body and sneered down at her.

He inched closer until their faces were almost touching as he grabbed her chin with his index finger and thumb; his eyes burning with anger. "If you continue to defy me and insult me, love, I will kill you."

Caroline met his gaze and her eyes showed determination, not fear as she had when he had first spoken to her, which made Klaus even angrier. "You keep saying that, Klaus, but you don't mean it. If you had, I would have been dead already."

With that she pulled away and walked toward the door. She glanced back once again as if trying to understand him. It made him furious. When she shut the door behind her and he was alone, he banged his closed fist against the wooden wall violently, which Caroline had just been leaning against.

Why hadn't he killed her? Why was she here? He hated her, he did! Then why...why was he drawn to her? And why was she so beautiful like an angel? He wished she had been ugly when he had first laid eyes upon her; he wished though, above all, that he'd had the will to leave her behind.


"Are you sure he wasn't lying Caroline?" asked Elena, whom was brushing her hair with an old comb. It wasn't exactly a brush, but it would have to do for now.

Rebekah wouldn't part with any of her grooming items, especially for Elena to use. So the prisoners had to make do with an old comb Elijah had in the back of his closet.

Caroline glared at her best friend. "I'm sure! Why would he lie? He doesn't like me enough to care what I think of him, so he wouldn't lie if he did have my father captive," explained Caroline with a sigh as she laid back onto the bed from her sitting position.

Her blonde curls sprawled out around her head and she placed her arms above her in a relaxed position.

Elena looked away from Caroline and continued to brush her hair. "I hate him!" howled Caroline as she closed her eyes in frustration. "How can I change him? Its simply ridiculous!"

The browned haired woman stopped mid comb and stared at her friend with confusion. "Caroline?"

The blonde opened her eyes and turned her head toward Elena from the bed. "Oh, Rebekah explained some things to me last night, about their history. She thinks that I will be the one to save him," said Caroline, a little more sombre as she spoke the last words.

When Rebekah had told her the story of their past, it really made her feel remorse for Klaus, but it didn't change the way she felt about their situation. In the end, he still captured herself and Elena and planned to use her. Plus, they were pirates, it really was a no brainer.

They were captives, and they were pirates, it was simple. Wasn't it?

"Why you? Because he's interested in you?" asked Elena genuinely, not trying to sound condescending.

Caroline shrugged her shoulders. "No, I don't know. That is just what she iterated to me last night. I don't know how to take it."

Elena walked over and sat beside Caroline worriedly. "No Caroline. He is, I've seen it myself. Before you left to take the dishes away the other night, he was staring at you so intensely, I thought you would have a hole in your cranium. That's what she's talking about, isn't she?"

Caroline looked at Elena as if she had grown another head. "Nonsense Elena! The only reason he would look like that is because he wants to kill me. He says it all the time; threatens me, but then he won't do it! He's either a coward, or he is trying to make me suffer. Either way, I could care less."

Elena frowned. She could see Caroline was not in the mood for her skepticism, so she let it be for now. She handed Caroline the comb, causing her eyes to light up as if she had recieved a lovely gift, as she began to pull the comb through her hair slowly.

"Now, what shall we do? I think we should go up on the deck," said Caroline as she pulled the knots out of her hair.

"Are you sure that's a good idea? Elijah said-"

"I know what Elijah said, but we're women and we won't be tamed by the likes of him!" exclaimed Caroline with determination in her eyes.

And Elena was scared. That look always got them in trouble, but like always, she went along with it anyway.


Elijah walked toward his cabin, after spending most of the morning as 'acting' Captain since Klaus had holed himself up in the navigation room. But then Kol had taken over and he decided to make sure Elena was okay.

As he walked toward the door to his cabin and opened it, his eyes widened in terror. She was gone.

He ran back down the hall, up the stairs to the deck and then walked briskly toward the stairs to the navigation room, when he spotted a brown haired girl just ahead of him. And next to her, was the fair haired one. Caroline.

Elijah strode up to them tensely.

"You shouldn't be up here," he scolded forcefully as his eyes landed on Elena's brown orbs. Her eyes widened in surprise and she glanced toward her friend for it had been her idea in the first place.

He glanced toward Caroline whom simply raised an eyebrow at his statement.

"I know, which makes it all the more exhilarating to be up here," said Caroline with a daring expression.

They had been talking to some of the pirates and had spotted Finn so began to chat to him. There was nothing else to do after all.

"Brother," said Elijah as he saw Finn walk up to them. "You know they shouldn't be up here..."

"Oh, and so we should keep them caged away for months because Niklaus says so? Its just for a little while, Elijah, no harm will come to them I'm sure," said Finn with a smile.

Elijah nodded hesitantly after a few moments of thinking and took his leave. Finn looked to Caroline. "I've been cleaning the cannon balls, you're welcome to join me, it isn't anything spectacular but it is preferable to sitting in a cabin all day, I'm sure." He looked to Elena as well, then turned and headed back to where he came from.

"Come on," said Caroline with a smile, as she grabbed her friend's hand.

Elena struggled along, since she still wore the dress she had on from when she had been captured, where as Caroline wore the clothes she had borrowed from Klaus' wardrobe. It appeared that although the boots were too big for her, they were still easier to walk in.

Finally they came to a stop next to a wooden box which sat next to one of the cannons on the starboard side of the ship. He passed them both two large pieces of material.

"I'm assuming you know how to polish? Its the same sort of action, you pull the cloth from either side, holding either end of the cloth, like this," said Finn as he sat down with his back to the wall of the ship. He rolled a cannonball toward him in between his legs and began the action he just explained with the cloth on top of the cannonball.

Caroline nodded and sat next to him and then Elena sat next to her with them all sitting in a line against the wall of the ship, however, she was much more uncomfortable since she wore a dress. Finn rolled them each a cannonball to start cleaning.

An hour passed and both their arms were very sore. Finn watched them carefully.

"I think that's enough for today," said Finn. "Thank you very much for the help." He rolled their cannonballs away, back to the box and helped Caroline up and then Elena.

He had rough calloused hands, Caroline noticed, but a kind face. He didn't seem at all bad from her few encounters she'd had with him. After all, he was the one to enlighten her about Elena's part in all of this, perhaps he was just too good hearted to let her remain on the ship without her knowing what was going on. Caroline smiled as she grabbed Elena's hand, dragging her to the bow of the ship.

Elena followed willingly and stopped when they reached the front. The breeze was nice but it was starting to get a bit more forceful, however, Caroline didn't care as she liked to feel it on her face. It gave her the misconception that she was alive and free, but she wished the sun would come out again.

She looked over to Elena who had her eyes closed; also taking in the fresh air and breeze.

"Its nice to be out here," said Caroline with a small smile. Elena nodded and turned to face the stern but her eyes widened as her arm hit Caroline in the back.

"Caroline-"

But she already heard the demeaning footsteps, but chose to ignore them. Suddenly she felt fingers digging into her upper arm as she was turned around with force and blue icy orbs pierced into her own closely.

"I told you to stay below," snarled Klaus angrily, his grip getting tighter.

Elena watched on with horror. Is this the way he always treated her?

"And I chose not to listen," she said defiantly, her own expression fierce.

She was brave, but he was stronger. He pulled her along as he walked back toward the entrance to the cabins. Caroline struggled but he kept pulling.

"Y-you're hurting me, Klaus!" she exclaimed, but he ignored her.

Klaus continued to practically drag her toward his room. He unlatched the door quickly, opened it and threw her inside. She staggered inside and came to a stop at his desk which sat on the opposite wall to the door as she placed a hand automatically to her throbbing arm. She turned around quickly and glared at him.

"How dare you? Are you telling me I can't even go upstairs for fresh air?" she asked incredulously.

Klaus simply stared at her evenly. "When I tell you something, you obey it, you do not defy me! That is all you need to know and all I care about," he spat as he narrowed his eyes at her.

He didn't move from his spot at the door and she didn't move from her spot at the desk where she half sat on it and held her arm. He looked to where she was holding her hand and his eyes changed for a split second, but soon after the expression was gone again and so was he as he closed the door tightly behind him.

Klaus closed the door with force and looked to his hand where he had gripped her by the arm. He clenched it closed as he walked down the hall. He wouldn't think about it, he wouldn't! He had seen tears in her beautiful eyes as he had dragged her along, but he couldn't help it. He had been angry. She knew that when he got angry, things just happened. If she had any sense, she wouldn't anger him so, but she did anyway so it was her own fault if he had hurt her, not his.

And that's what he told himself.

Caroline had heard him practically slam the door shut so she walked to the bed and pulled off her shirt and boots. She was half naked but she didn't care, she wanted to examine what he'd done to her arm.

She walked over to the wardrobe and pulled the door open to view herself in the mirror. She moved her body closer so she could examine her upper arm to see that it was red and four distinct circles began to go a sickly purple colour, causing Caroline to huff in annoyance.

"That brute..." she said to herself and she walked back toward the bed and laid down upon it, resting her head on the pillow.

And then she remembered Elena was still on the deck, but she guessed that Klaus wouldn't let anything happen to her since she was needed. She sighed as her eyes began to close slowly and she fell into darkness.


"You didn't see it, Elijah. Does he always treat her that way?" asked Elena as tears came to her eyes. Seeing Klaus, however rarely it was, was enough to make her fear him, but the way he looked at Caroline but then treated her the opposite? It was more than she could handle.

"Probably, I wouldn't know," said Elijah's deep voice from his desk.

"But you know what he's like. Surely he's had other women aboard here," surmised Elena as she stared at the ceiling from her position on the bed, after being told 'firmly' to go back to Elijah's room.

Elijah sighed and looked toward her. "Yes, but he either got rid of them the next time we berthed or he killed them. We won't know until either one of those two things happen."

Elena's eyes widened as she shot up, glaring at him. "How can you say that? How can you allow that?"

"There is not much I can do, Elena."

"There is so much you could do, Elijah, you just choose not to do it, you coward!" she exclaimed angrily getting up and walking toward him.

He shook his head as he turned to look at her. "He is the Captain and he is my brother. I cannot defy him...he doesn't take betrayal lightly. Besides, I would never do that to him."

"I'm not asking you to challenge him to a duel, Elijah. I'm asking that you talk to him about the way he treats her. It was his idea to capture her, so he should at least treat her like a guest!" she exclaimed, unable to believe the situation they were in.

Elijah laughed humorlessly. "We are pirates Elena, pirates. We do what we like, when we like and we take what we want. And unfortunately for Caroline, she captured the eye of the most broken, malicious, vengeful and murderous pirate in the Seven Seas."

Elena backed down, sort of seeing Elijah's point. "Then what are you?" she asked, confused at his statement and yet, he was a pirate as well.

Elijah got up off his chair, continuing to look into her eyes with a blank expression. "I'm probably just as bad," he said softly, towering over her as he placed a hand on her cheek.

She simply stared up at him with a confused look on her face, before she backed away and headed back to bed, leaving Elijah wondering why he had made such a gesture in the first place.


Finn had watched the exchange from where he had been standing near the canon. He found it interesting. He had known that Klaus had been watching Caroline when she was talking to him earlier, before Elijah had caught them, and then when they were cleaning the cannonballs. Why he hadn't come down sooner was a mystery to him, but Klaus was like that. A mystery. He had never been consistant and he had never been able to predict his behaviour at all. But then Caroline came aboard and things were beginning to change. He was still a loose cannon, Finn knew that, but at least he knew that he would consistantly be angered by her without fail and he would always want her to do what he wanted. And that was something he could predict. But somehow, he didn't believe it would always be anger that Caroline brought out in Klaus.

Finn looked out at the ocean.

A storm is coming, he said as he noticed the waves seemed to be higher and more choppy. They would be in for a rough one either tomorrow or the next day as it was pretty late now.

He went back to work.


"Don't get any ideas. I'm the Captain," he said as he stared out at the ocean before them. It was clear at the moment and the sun shone brightly, causing the ocean to glint at times near the horizon.

"Yes Sir, Tyler Sir," mocked the man from behind him.

Tyler heard footsteps behind him and turned his body around to face them properly. "You mock me Stefan, but you know why I must lead this ship."

Stefan sighed. "Yes. And you know why I'm here."

Tyler nodded.

"Is this where the tea party is?" asked another voice as he walked up the stairs to the stern. "You shall invite me at once!"

Stefan rolled his eyes and Tyler merely glared. "Are you saying we are prissy?" asked Tyler in mock annoyance.

"I needn't answer that, Tyler old boy. I think you know," he said in a whisper at the end. "But all jest aside, how far are we from the Island of Nassau?"

"A long way Damon, can you please stop asking?" asked Stefan as he raised an eyebrow at his brother. He walked over and began to lean on the wooden railing on the side of the ship with his arms folded over his chest in a relaxed way, despite the sway of the ship.

Damon walked over to his brother and followed suit.

"So Stefan, why is Damon here?" asked Tyler skeptically, not taking his eyes off the horizon and the sun's position. He tended to use celestial navigation so as not to use a compass, though it didn't hurt to use a compass sometimes too.

Damon rolled his eyes. "Well, Elena and I have a connection you see..." said Damon but when he looked toward his brother, he recieved a heated glare. "Fine, I'm here to support my foolish brother of course. Maybe I'll also meet some damsell who will have low morals, you know how I love that."

Tyler chuckled. Damon was Damon after all; womaniser extroadinaire.

"Well, I estimate a week or less if the weather keeps fair," said Tyler, then looked back to the Salvator brothers with determination. "But just so you know, when we get to their ship, you'll leave Niklaus Mikaelson to me."

This earned Tyler quite a few objections.

"You vile idiot, no, no deal!" exclaimed Damon as he walked angrily over to Tyler. "We never promised any such thing."

Tyler didn't budge or feel intimidated in the least. "I am a soldier, you aren't," said Tyler simply. "I know you care for Elena; both of you do."

It wasn't a secret that Stefan had been courting Elena while his brother had been watching them in the shadows, pining for a woman he could never have. It was always a competition between the two and although he had jested about it earlier, what he spoke was the truth. He was here to save Elena.

"But...you are merely two rich men with no real fighting qualities. I will do you justice in the fight, I promise you," he explained as he adjusted his Captain's hat slightly.

Stefan watched Damon's face falter as he was unable to come up with a response. "We did fencing, so ha! The jest is on you, soldier!" said Damon finally, causing Stefan to chuckle at his antics.

"It is true, Tyler. But, we will see what happens when the time comes. You could always train us a bit while we are sailing to our destination and you know Damon, he won't rest until he is equal," said Stefan, trying to accommodate the both of them.

Tyler mulled over his suggestion before answering. "Fine. I want you to know something though before you feel betrayed later on," he said turning back to them with the same look as before. "I will save Caroline first. You two do as you must, but I will always choose her first."

Damon smirked at his friend and nodded. "I understand, old friend. And you must know that we will also choose Elena first as well."

Tyler nodded solemnly, before they were all back to jest, as good friends do. After all, he may be a soldier and they were rich lords, but they had all been friends for a long time. And this wasn't a fight over the football or a toy because they were grown up now. They had women whom they cared about with their lives in the balance and soon they would be divided because of that.


Caroline opened her eyes and noticed that the blankets were pulled over her. She sat up as the blankets fell to her lap and stretched in a most unladylike manner as her eyes squinted as she yawned.

She then flipped the covers off and placed her feet on the ground, still taking in her surroundings in her groggy state. And that was when her eyes widened and she screeched.

"You perverted brute!" she screamed loudly and hurriedly pulled the corner of the blanket to her bare chest area. Her eyes glistened in the moonlight due to the window that was located directly above the bed which allowed her angry form to be splashed with natural light.

He simply stared, he heard her say something but he hadn't really listened. As he looked at her, he noticed how angelic she really looked and how the moonlight really captured her form nicely. From the way her long, slender legs curled to one side half under the blanket to her soft sensual lips and fierce, emotional emerald coloured eyes which stared at him angrily. He committed the scene to his memory for later, minus her bruises on her upper arm which he noticed were more prominent now.

"Why are you in here? Did you see anything?" she exclaimed in an alarmed voice as her face began to flush from what he might have seen of her.

"I did," he said simply, his icy blue orbs stared at her form through the shadows. "And this is my room."

Caroline narrowed her eyes and turned away from him. "D-did you place the blanket around me?" she hesitated as she spoke, still not looking toward him.

He had in fact came in earlier and saw her half naked form sprawled upon his bed; how temped he'd been to simply wake her up and ravish her, but he knew that it would have been forced on her part. He was blood thirsty and murderous and also a theif, but he did not violate women in that way. Another reason why he had held himself back was because even if he had, he would have had to get rid of her. He always did once he laid with a woman and he wasn't ready to do that yet. So he had simply placed the blanket over her gently as he had pushed a strand of her blonde curly hair away from her eyes as she slept soundly.

"No. Perhaps you did it in your sleep," he lied after a few moments of silence and reminiscence. "I would suggest being more modest, especially since you are amongst pirates and thieves." He spoke the last statement with ice in his voice.

"Well I didn't expect you to be here when I awoke, did I? You're never here," she said angrily as she laid back down on the pillow.

Klaus, whom had been sitting at his desk, decided to get up from his chair and walked toward her. The sound of his sword 'clinking' against his belt buckle made Caroline aware that he had stopped right in front of the bed. She looked up at him as he towered down at her.

"Don't get used to having the room to yourself, sweetheart. I have been busy making preparations for our journey but that is over now and I will be residing in here most nights. Also, that's my bed you are slumbering on and there is only one," he said pointedly, with a cold glare.

Caroline frowned and realised what he was saying immediately. "I'm not sleeping with you!"

Klaus narrowed his eyes dangerously at how she had spoken as if he was the plague. "You can and you will, love. Unless you would prefer the floor," he said as he pointed toward the floorboards below.

"Or you can find me another place to sleep, how about I sleep with Elena?" she asked hopefully, but he shook his head once.

He was getting angry at how arguementative she always was with him. "You will stay in this room, as I've commanded you to do more than once."

"Fine! I'll sleep on the floor then," she said as she went to get up but remembered her attire.

Caroline had sat up again with the sheets covering her bare breasts and part of her mid-section was exposed. Klaus didn't bother to hide the fact that he was looking at her body without remorse.

"Well don't look! I will sleep on the floor as that is the only option left to me," said Caroline angrily as she looked at him as if waiting for him to turn around.

But he simply glared at her in annoyance. Why did she seem so repulsed of the idea of them sleeping in the same bed? He had taken her for a reason after all, he just hadn't found the right moment to bed her yet. Klaus would have done it already, but he had been caught up with other things and that is what he kept telling himself.

"You will stay in the bed," he said with a clipped tone as his narrowed eyes pierced into her soul.

Caroline refused and shook her head. "No, I refuse-"

Klaus pointed toward the pillow. "You will do as I say."

The blonde haired beauty narrowed her eyes in defiance but stayed fast. She wouldn't give in, she wouldn't! He was a brute and a monster and she hated the captor whom stood before her.

"Lay down, Caroline," he said calmly, almost a bit too calm. Much like the calm before the storm.

"No."

Klaus breathed and then lowered his arm. "I'm trying to remain calm, but you're testing my patience, sweetheart."

"Then don't demand ridiculous things. I could never sleep with the likes of you!" she exclaimed angrily as she gripped the blanket to her chest tightly with both arms.

Suddenly the blanket was ripped from her body and she was roughly pushed back onto the pillow. Her head hit the wall slightly, but nothing to damage or cause her to bleed.

Caroline turned toward the wall in a huff as she crossed her arms over her chest quickly so as to protect her dignity. She felt the bed shift and she straight away knew that Klaus was now next to her; she could feel his side against her back due to the small size of the bed. The blankets were then returned and she felt warmer again, however, that didn't grant her any salvation on the situation.

Nothing more was said.


Caroline awoke to find the bed empty, much to her delight. She stretched and noticed it was dark out but when she inspected the view outside, realised it was merely overcast as the sun was hidden deeply behind an array of clouds which looked as though they would never end. It had to be morning she surmised as Klaus was nowhere to be seen. She then quickly got dressed and headed toward Elijah's room.

She knocked and Elena answered, directing her to enter.

"Caroline," smiled Elena, whom was combing her hair again.

Caroline half smiled before placing herself on the bed next to Elena.

"I absolutely hate that man!" she exclaimed angrily.

Elena raised an eyebrow. "Klaus?"

Caroline glared at Elena. "Yes you dolt, Klaus!"

The brown haired beauty ignored her friend's insult and continued to combe her long locks of hair.

"What has he done this time?"

"What hasn't he done, Elena? Last night I didn't expect him to be there and he found me half naked, lying on the bed, but what is worse is that he says that I have to get used to the fact that he will be sleeping in there and he said that I will have to sleep with him since there is only one bed!" exclaimed Caroline in frustration as she looked to her friend who didn't seem that bothered.

"He slept with me last night," continue Caroline with a dark look upon her face. "And he wonders why I protest!"

Elena kept quiet.

"Why is it that you are allowed to have the bed to yourself, when I must be stuck with Klaus at close proximity?!" asked Caroline in outrage as she raised her arms in the air as she fell backwards onto the mattress.

Again Elena made no comment and looked downward as she combed her hair.

Caroline frowned and looked to her friend. Then a lightbult lit in her mind and her eyes widened in realisation. "No...he doesn't..."

"Look, its not what you think. But I have been doing it since we got here, Caroline," said Elena with a shrug.

Caroline looked incredulously at Elena. "I thought we promised each other we wouldn't succumb to any of the pirates whims, what happened to that Elena?!"

Elena snapped her gaze toward Caroline in annoyance. "And I am keeping it, but, it is the same situation you find yourself with Klaus now. Elijah simply sleeps next to me and he is a gentleman and keeps his hands to himself."

The blonde looked toward Elena and sighed. "...and I'm just the lucky one whom got to have the bed to herself for a few days...I'm sorry Elena, its just I'm so very tired of Klaus's outbursts and demands."

Elena's gaze softened and she nodded with an apologetic smile. "I too am sorry, I didn't mean to snap. I just assumed the same was happening to you, which is why I refrained from mentioning it," she said as she passed the combe to Caroline.

She accepted it, but as she pulled it down her first part of hair, the boat jerked roughly as it hit what appeared to be a large wave. More so than it had been before.

Elena peeked out of the porthole window and her eyes scanned the sea. "Looks like its getting really bad," observed Elena. She looked back to Caroline worriedly. "Do you think it will storm?"

Caroline nodded as she continued to combe her knotted hair. "There isn't even any sun, I can only assume it is in fact morning."

Elena looked back out of the window, except this time, her gaze fell on the dark grey clouds that filled the sky. No blue skies and no sign of the clouds dissapating any time soon.

Suddenly a huge cracking noise occurred. It was thunder. It made both their hearts quicken from the abrupt noise.

Caroline had a bad feeling about today.

After breakfast and after totally ignoring Klaus' presence, she took all the dishes to the galley as she had taken it upon herself to do after each meal now. She began to scrape the scraps into the makeshift bin when she noticed someone else standing in the doorway to the hall. She turned to find Kol standing there with an odd smile upon his face.

"You fight wickedly, you know?" he said, his smile not disappearing in the slightest. He leaned against the door frame with a cocky aire about him and watched Caroline's every move.

"And you fight poorly," she quipped, causing Kol's smile to lessen.

"Funny girl, aren't you? You do realise I'm a pirate, don't you, sweetheart?" he asked; sounding like a younger Klaus which made her shiver slightly.

She finally finished scraping the leftovers in the bin and turned toward the sink, but not before casting a wary glance toward Klaus's younger brother whom was staring intently at her still.

"Yes," she spoke quietly.

"Then you should watch what you say, don't you think?" he said with a bit of ice at the end.

Caroline turned on the tap and began to rinse the plates. "Why? He's never going to let me go...is he?"

Kol remained silent for a moment. "There is only one way he will let you go."

Caroline turned toward him with slight hope evident in her eyes. "But you wouldn't know you were free anyway, because you would be swimming with the fish in Davey Jones's Locker."

Her eyes widened as she turned swiftly back to the dishes; scrubbing quickly and sharply in annoyance.

Kol smirked at this. "You'll never be free again, Caroline. Maybe if you hadn't tried to save that girl, you could have been free but then again, maybe what ever alternate decision you made, it wouldn't have mattered. Because Nik saw you and that was enough."

"You're wrong!" she exclaimed as she turned around angrily; glaring at him.

Kol ignored her outburst and turned to leave. "It was good talking to you, prisoner," he said maliciously with a tormenting grin. And then he was gone.

Caroline stopped scrubbing and stared at the wall in front of her as silent tears ran down her cheeks.

"Here are some more, Caroline," said Rebekah as she entered.

Caroline nodded.

"Thanks," she said in a naselly tone due to the tears she had shed, causing her nose to run as well. .

Rebekah frowned. "What did he do?" she asked curiously, looking at Caroline's back.

The blonde captive shook her head before smiling and looking toward Rebekah who seemed neither bothered nor caring.

"Nothing I can't handle," spoke Caroline as she turned back to the dishes.

Rebekah shook her head. She has no idea, thought Rebekah as she walked back out of the galley. He will destroy you, Caroline.


"Pull up the sails, do it!" screamed Klaus at the top of his voice.

"Ay ay, Cap'n," said a random pirate whom was not a part of his family, as he scurried away.

Klaus now stood up at the stern, behind the helm of the ship. The ship swayed violently due to the wind and storm which had suddenly appeared. He had feared there would be a storm soon as the day had begun with clouds, causing the waves to be rough, but now it had escalated to enormous proportions. The waves collided loudly against the sides of the ship with the large overspray crashing onto the deck violently.

His workers; his pirates, scurried around the place, doing what needed to be done to get the ship through the storm. Kol was sitting up in the crows nest at the very top of the main mast as he had been on 'look out' earlier and was being thrashed around, but he couldn't very well leave that position now since it was too rough to travel down the ropes to the deck.

Elijah was directing and helping the other pirates secure the sails by tying the rigging on to the cleats which took great strength and team work. It was also hard because the wind was fierce and the rain pelted down like crazy, not to mention the deck was slippery as all hell.

Finn was directing most of the pirates on the other side whom were also tying down rigging. It was a large ship, one of the largest in the world, so it took a lot of people to help secure it, especially in a storm.

Rebekah stood just below the last stair before reaching the deck behind the closed door, just staring outside the window. Her eyes were full of fear as she gripped the sides of the walls surrounding her so as not to fall backwards. The sheer force of the waves and wind were causing the boat to constantly dip to one side, then to the other and she could hear various items in the galley shatter or fall to the floor unceremoniously, but she didn't care at this point. She was worried for her dear brother Kol and the others, but mainly Kol.

She bit her lip nervously as she felt a presence behind her.

"What's happening?" asked a familiar voice.

Rebekah didn't bother to turn around to look at her, mainly because she knew if she did she would fall. "It's a storm, Caroline, what do you think?" she asked sarcastically.

"Is everyone okay?" she asked, with a hint of care in her voice.

Rebekah didn't answer as she continued to stare out of the window.

"Are we going to sink?" asked Caroline, after not getting an answer.

But Rebekah couldn't hear her, because she was already gone. She had pulled the door open violently as she ran to help her brother. The top of the mast began to crack, she could see it plainly, where as everyone else was pre-occupied and wouldn't have heard it either since it was noisy with thunder and the wind. But she had been watching like a hawk, as if she had expected something bad to happen.

Caroline ran up the stairs to the open door but she stood there just watching Rebekah with horror. She watched as Rebekah had run across the deck to the mast and began to climb the rope ladder which led up to the crows nest. Caroline watched the scene switching from the crows nest to Rebekah and noticed that the mast was going to break before Rebekah got there. She looked around from her position to see if there was a rope that Kol could use to climb down on before the mast broke and before Rebekah climbed to the top and noticed one that hung loose which seemed to be connected to one of the smaller sails.

But should she help him after he so easily mocked her without remorse? Without caring? He was going to murder her after all before she got captured. Caroline looked to the top of the mast and noticed it was about to break and she moved without thinking.

She ran across the deck, slipping a little along the way and dodging some of the pirates who told her to get out of the way. She reached the roped and pulled it along with her until she reached the main mast. She looked up at Kol whom stared at her in shock.

"Take it!" she screamed over all the commotion.

Kol didn't hesitate and jumped off as the rope took his full weight as the crows nest fell onto the deck, shattering into pieces of shrapnel. Some pieces lodged into the sides of the ship and impaled some of the pirates. Some of them shot past Rebekah and whizzed into the rope ladder she was currently climbing down cutting them in various places. She was about half-way down, which was at least at a distance where she could possibly die if she fell.

Rebekah screamed and Caroline's eyes widened in horror and she ran over to the bottom of the ladder. Caroline scanned the deck to see if there was another rope, but it seemed the rest were being tied down. As she scanned the area, she noticed that Rebekah's brother's were now aware of the situation and Kol was still climbing down the rope he had grabbed onto.

Elijah was beginning to walk over, but then another issue arised as one of the ropes snapped on his side so he had to run back. Finn had noticed but had to finish tying down a rope but he yelled over at Klaus and then his icy blue orbs went to their direction, however, Caroline hadn't noticed. She was still scanning the area.

"Rebekah!" she screamed, causing the other blonde to stare down at her in fear.

She was losing grip and could feel the rope she was holding onto had began to fray. "Its breaking, Caroline!"

"I know! There's no other ropes, Kol is still using the other one...you have to jump. I'll break your fall!" she screamed.

Suddenly a large wave crashed onto the deck. Caroline managed to brace herself but Rebekah had slipped and was falling, and all she could hear was a blood curdling scream.

No, she is falling too far over, thought Caroline in a panic.

With the sway of the ship as she had fallen, she knew that Rebekah was going to hit the side of the ship and possibly die. Without thinking, Caroline ran quickly to where Rebekah was about to fall and leapt up just at the right moment and caught her in mid air.

They both began their descent to the depths of the ocean. Rebekah looked into Caroline's eyes and emerald met blue. For a moment, they understood each other and Rebekah did something she knew she would regret if they lived through it. She hugged Caroline as they hit the ocean's surface, but Rebekah was thankful that at least she hadn't hit the side of the ship due to Caroline's heroics as she would be in much more worse pain than she already was.

It went in slow motion for a moment as the water engulfed their bodies, and just before Caroline's entire face was covered in the salty water of the sea, she thought she heard someone scream her name, but maybe she had been imagining things. She gripped Rebekah's hand tightly.

I'm sorry, Elena, she thought as her eyes closed.


A/N: A little cliff hanger hehe. Always gotta have some action though! Please don't forget to read and review.

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