Hi guys,
So completely overwhelmed at all the favourites and alerts that have come through. Wow, Thank you so so much.
This is a little longer.. and HOT the whole story basically came about with this flashback one night when I should have been sleeping. Hope you like it. I hope I haven't veered too off character. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own the vampire diaries; otherwise, Damon would probably get beat on a lot more. Yay Kol! (except he said aluminium the American way not the English pronunciation)
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Caroline stormed into the room, normally when people saw she was in a mood they tried to hide except apparently Matt wasn't afraid, and she loved him for that. "What's wrong Care?" He asked, bright eyes shining with concern. As she spun once more in a frantic pace, hair flying behind her wildly. Her face was pale, but the red of anger was slowly creeping up her neck. Her eyes worryingly dark at the edges. "Seriously!" She stopped stared straight into Matt's honest blue eyes. "Seriously? What is wrong with that stupid, moronic, imbecilic jackass!"
"Care..? What happened? I can't help if you don't stop for a second and spill" Taking his life into his hands, something he was used to doing being with Bekah as long as he had, Matt rose, walked towards her and stilled her agitated movements by taking her hands in his. "Tell me"
"Its Damon"
"Who else?" All trace of humour gone, only concern left in Matt's voice. Damon had gone after Caroline before to get at whoever it was he was angry at now. It was the easiest way to get a reaction out of anyone, actually everyone. They would all give their lives for her, without a second thought. "What has he done now?"
Caroline, outlined a plan to have her attacked by werewolves, (Klaus had given up his Hybrid army for her many moons ago) it was supposed to look as though Tyler had set it up but it was Damon and Katherine, both still so angry at the world..
"What are you going to tell Klaus?"
They both knew if he even knew Damon was here he'd pitch a fit but that he'd try to go after Caroline again?
"Honestly? I don't know, I'm so relived Bekah dragged him off out for a couple of hours, gives me a minute to think. He's going to know the second I look at him that something is up. Keeping a good secret I'm bad at, hiding something like this I'm terrible. Mostly because I hate even the idea of lying to him." Holding her head in her hands she started to sob, quietly at first, then then over took her... That's how Elijah found them. Caroline sobbing and Matt looking like a scared boy, one hand awkwardly on her shoulder.
Elijah took the seat opposite Caroline, Matt repeated the story to him who sat there stoically chin resting on his joined hands wearing his trade mark well fitted grey suit. Saying nothing throughout, his face barely twitching as Katherine's name was said.
"You have to tell Niklaus, Caroline. You work together as well as you do because there are no secrets between you, because you've always been honest" She nodded she was already aware of that herself, but for everything he had done, especially to her, she didn't want to be the one that made it ok for Damon to die. "But I have a solution, one that's not pretty or fool proof, you know what those damn Salvatore boys are like, but one that will do for now"
Caroline nodded at him, eyes still swimming with unshed tears, she knew she didn't really have a choice; she couldn't and wouldn't be the one to ask Klaus to spare his life again.
Flashback
Klaus stormed into their room, the whole building seeming to vibrate from the force of which he slammed the door. Caroline, who was currently sat in bed re-reading Harry Potter, looked up from her book and removed the vintage glasses she was currently wearing in this life they were living, placing them in her lap. Just watching him pace backwards and forwards across the room. The anger pouring off him in waves. Neither of them saying a word yet, though a low growl could be heard, coming from him every now and then, as he tried to walk a hole through the carpet. She closed her book, placed it and her glasses on the bed side table and just settled back down amongst their 100's of pillows to take it in, her slinky cream night dress sliding up along her thighs with the movement. It was probably wrong and she was concerned at what had caused this mood but livid Klaus was a sight to see. His long sleeved t-shirt doing nothing to hide the ripple of toned muscle in his back. The power radiated off him, making him irresistible to her, knowing that it wasn't directed at her it was hot and made her hot for him, if he'd been paying attention, he'd have heard her 'hmmm'. Already being in bed made it all easier for her to use to her advantage, and they'd see what was what afterwards.
A vase smashed into the wall, shattering to tiny glittering shards of glass and she unnecessarily, purposefully gasped drawing his attention to her. His blazing blue eyes whipped to her direction in the bed and took in the sight of her. Blond hair tumbled on top of her head loosely random strands falling out and framing her amazing face, blue eyes both wide in (mock) shock and glassy with want at the same time. One perfectly manicured hand raised to her lush mouth, and the other hidden below the covers, one strap of her nightdress falling from her pale shoulder. He almost calmed just at the sight of her. Almost. But his anger turned in a blink to ravenous lust. She moved the dark covers back in invitation and held her hidden hand out to him to come to her. The scent of her smacked him in the face. Oh god this woman is amazing. Her knees were raised ever so slightly and her skin glistened in the warm light from the lamp. Her nightie bunched up at the top of her thighs, he knew she had already been touching herself and his trousers instantly grew far too tight. He was already out of his shirt and his trousers by the time he reached her.
"What have you been up to love?" He growls at her face set fiercely, and anyone not Caroline would probably shiver in fear and the sound of him. Caroline though just bites her bottom lip, lust written all over her face as she brazenly looks him up and down. Staring straight into his depthless eyes she takes his left hand as he rests his knee on the bed beside her and places it in the position hers had been in previously between her legs and leans her head back against the pillows with a moan.
His cock twitches violently. He moves them both quickly so she is spread widely across him, up on his hunches, her hot wet centre almost meeting him, her feet almost meeting at the crook of his back. Blessing her flexibility he leans forward and takes her mouth with all the pent up anger he's feeling. Revelling in the fact that she meets it. Teeth clashing, tongues battling, hands and nails raking skin. He is leaving no doubt that she is completely his. Red marks stay longer than they normally would due to the anger he is struggling to contain. Bite marks standing out against the paleness of her skin, never quite drawing blood. He wants to sink his fangs into her supple skin; her blood is calling to him, his very nature threatening to take over. He starts to scrunch the nightie she is still wearing out of the way it's too much of a barrier between them but need and want are clawing at him so he just rips it from her. Biting down hard on a breast as they are revealed to him, causing her to squeeze her thighs tight around him and scream out."Oh"... She can feel him hard against her and squirmed to show she wants him inside her. He slams into her hard. Grunting with satisfaction when she opens her eyes to him. "Oh God!" "How many times love? Not God!" Feeling what little resolve he had shatter he pounded into her harder. Shifting the angle to hit her deeper. "Nik" Her voice breathless, his name repeated, again and again as she builds around him. They meet each other perfectly, thrust for violent thrust.
She looked up at him, saw the need and hunger in his eyes, as they turned the gorgeous shade of gold that that was unique to him alone she nodding briefly and bared her neck to him as he sank his fangs in her throat he felt her walls tighten around him, nails raking down his back as she peaked. He retracted his fangs and emptied himself into her. He bit into his own wrist feeding her his blood as they came down from their joint highs. She knew he needed hard and fast and was more than willing to give it to him.
He felt her stroke a hand down his back and up again in a soothing motion. He never believed in all his years there would be someone who understood him so well. He pushed himself up on his elbows and looked down on the angelic face that was smiling up at him. Both of her hands cupped his stubbly face, and stroked thumbs over his cheeks. He definitely did not deserve the love that was quite clearly in her eyes. He would fight anyone who tried to take it from him though.
"Do you want to tell me about it?" Her voice was soothing. He shook his head still held in her hands and lowered his head slightly to take her mouth with his love poured through both of them. "Not really" He wanted to wrap her up and hide her away from the evil that would use her and spit her out without a second thought but she would never allow that, it was amongst a million things that made him love her. "I'll deal with it"
That worried her, not that he didn't always try to take care of her, because he did but he never usually deflected from telling her what was going on, not anymore...
"I love you Caroline"
OH GOD what could have him so worried? "I love you Nik, now tell me what's wrong."
"I said I'll deal with it"
"Niklaus Michelson" Her voice was sharp. She would argue him to hell and back, he almost wished only for a millisecond that she was still afraid of him. Hell she'd never really been...
"Fine, Damon, has set a trap for tomorrow, for you, arsehole thinks he can out smart me. Who does he think he's dealing with. It ends Caroline. It ends now. He gets no more warnings"
"Oh Nik, he's just a boy, trying to show his fangs. Put him in his place sure, but he's not worth it in the end love." Stroking his face and knowing he wouldn't upset her on purpose, watched the controlled anger turn to her, Caroline had saved Damon once more that night... But she didn't know how many more lives he had.
End flashback
Caroline took a deep breath as she heard the front door close and excited Bekah laugh. "Oh Nik I can't wait till you show her. Let's show her now..." Heels clicking across the lobby towards the kitchen, the heart of any home. "Let's wait until tonight eh love?" He called after her, obviously in no great rush to race after her.
He headed towards the main living room instead and felt the colour drain from his face as he took in Caroline's tearstained face and the confused/concerned looks of the 2 men flanking her. In less time than it took to blink he was crouched in front of her.
"What is it love? Whatever it is I'll fix it. We can fix it"
"Nik sit down" She knew she had him worried, it was written all over his face. Bekah appeared from nowhere, without needing a word she sat as close to Caroline as possible, an obvious backing of Caroline, and handed her a glass of blood. She would never be able to explain her gift of feeling but as soon as she realised they weren't in the kitchen she knew Caroline was afraid and needed her.
"As much as I wish I could pass this off to Elijah, I can't but I need you to promise you'll hear us out."
"Caroline" It was a low growl, and it was a warning. So she took his hand and told him. Watched his face and gripped his hand tighter whenever his eyes started to go dark gold at the edges, it was a tell in all their kind, one over time that they learnt to control and she could tell how much it was costing him now to control it.
"Elijah has an idea though" Klaus' barely spared him a glance, the rage too much. He wanted to break something. Anything. "Unless it's the location of where they are so I can peel the skin from their still living bodies I don't want to hear it."
Caroline had honestly forgotten how cold he could be. The room that, only hours ago had been so warm with love and family, sunshine and laughter, iced over. She thought maybe she should let him kill Damon for that alone, but Katherine was with him this time and that would destroy Elijah... "Nik". Her voice was so gentle as she cupped the side of his face. It was as though she'd forgotten everyone else in the room. All she wanted to do was erase the angry and underlying fear that she'd put in his eyes. "I'm here, I'm fine, my ball is, sorry, our ball is going to be amazing." She risked a tiny smile, eyes locked with his and knew he was still angry but he'd listen "we'll get to live our happy ever after together, forever. Please hear Elijah out"
Klaus stood abruptly, went straight to the scotch and poured more than a good measure. Hoped it'd stamp down on the worst of the need to tear into to something. "Elijah?" Scotch gone in a gulp, he smiled genuinely in spite of everything when Bekah appeared beside him with a wine glass of blood. "Thank you dear"
"I think we should let Kol and Bekah have them for a while." He took in the surprised faces all gorping at him. "Killing them, it only hurts more people, people we love, now Niklaus, before you start you know I'd do anything for Caroline. We can have them locked up in no time. Tomorrow, after the ball, Kol and Bekah can bleed the vervain out of them, have some fun while they're at it, we compel them to forget about us, mystic falls even if you want and we entomb them back in that god forsaken town forever together..."
Klaus hand gripped the glass tighter than intended. "No doubt Stefan and Elena will try to put a stop to this plan"
"They'll fail. They always do. I'll gather Kol; fill him and Bonnie in on our way to get them. They don't know we know so won't be expecting us"
Klaus could see the pain etched on Elijah's face. Nodded, and watched his brother leave the room to have the woman he loved tortured.
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The next one is getting longer by the second and might actually have to be 2 parts :s hmmm. Hoping to have it all out and finished in before the decade dance. I love Klaroine.. Cannot wait!
