The delicate sweep of her hands made him shiver. Her fingers splayed across his skin as she moved. Caroline… He couldn't see her face beyond the mass of golden curls but he knew it was her. No one else had ever made him feel like this.

Tyler caught her hair in his hands dragging her mouth to his. The kiss was slow but so passionate he felt it down to his toes. He took his time exploring every inch of her mouth savoring the taste of her.

He had long lost his shirt to the quest of her fingers and returning the favor was no great task. Reaching down he unbuttoned the blouse, her unbound globes spilling into his hands. She groaned into his mouth as his fingers explored their fullness.

Tyler took the pointed tips into his mouth as Caroline shed the rest of her shirt. He could feel his body exploding with warmth; his heat entering her or maybe hers entered his. Her fingers continuing their quest, lines tracing through his hair, gripping as a pleasurable wave crashed over her.

"I love you," she murmured breathless. One of them always said it and the other always replied in kind.

"I love you, too Caroline."

And with those sacred words always came a frenzy, an unquenchable thirst that he knew would only be assuaged with a taste of her. Clothes were ripped off, thrown about in careless disregard until they were both. She scooted down, her body finally meeting his in a dance as old as time. Tyler gripped her hips, and just as he was to complete the move…

Tyler was panting hard and he tried to burrow deeper under the covers, willing sleep to return. But he knew it wouldn't work. It had been three nights of erotic dreams starring his vampire best friend. And each left him needier than the last. He woke up hot, sweaty and aching.

He hadn't spoken to Caroline since their date in the woods and he would be lying if he said she didn't consume his thoughts. So much so that a single night hadn't passed that she had not been master of his dreams.

Damn it! It had felt so real; like she had been there with him. The feeling of her soft skin under his fingers was something he could not erase. Her erotic smile, the press of her flesh upon his, the taste of her lips were bewitching. If it wasn't Caroline he would be worried about his response. But it was. His Caroline. They had been through hell together and maybe this side of the border, they deserved a little heaven too.

His phone ringing brought him out of his thoughts.

"Hello?" he cleared his throat, his voice still sounded husky.

"Hey," it was Caroline, her voice was roughened, probably from sleep. But god, if it didn't sound like a bedroom voice to him. Maybe she had been thinking of him while she slept. Maybe, just maybe her dreams had been filled of him, loving every inch of her body.

Tyler listened as her quiet pants for breath filled the line. There could be any number of reasons she could be panting. Caroline may not be a human anymore but her reactions all were. But he could imagine her— still in bed, naked under the covers, calling him as her need skyrocketed as his had. Tyler fought the urge to take care of his problem with her on the line.

After a few deep breaths, she spoke, "I'm calling to tell you…I need to be at school early so I'm taking my own car."

He was disappointed to say the least but mumbled, "Okay. I'll see you at school."

"Bye, Tyler.

"Bye Caroline."

Turning over on his back, he sighed. His fantasies as powerful as they were, weren't reality. And many times he feared they never would be. Swiping a hand across his face, he got up. Showering he got dressed and went downstairs to grab a cup of coffee. It was a morning ritual. A cup of coffee and biscuits, or sconces or some pastry with his mother. They didn't have the best relationship and it had taken a long time for him to forgive her for not helping with his father, for not sticking up for him, for not shielding him from both the emotional and physical abuse but, she was his mother. His only living blood relative.

But he also had another family; Caroline, Jeremy, Stefan, Elena, Bonnie and yes even Damon. They were his secret keepers and protectors and he was theirs. So even if his mother had no idea what a monster her son was, how much that had changed him, he could live with that because he wasn't alone, not anymore.

"Morning mom" he bent to kiss her on the cheek.

"Morning," she smiled. It was something he had to get used to after his father died. His mother had rarely smiled and when she did it was to present the perfect family picture for the voters of Mystic Falls. These days though she seemed to be smiling more genuinely and many of those were reserved for him. It might sound horrible but they were better people now that his father was gone. And he couldn't even blame the bastard either because if he hadn't killed Sarah, his future would have been just like Richard Lockwood. The rage of the wolf building without an outlet had led to the horrible person his dad was and Tyler was infinitely glad he had never become Richard.

"How is school?"

"It's fine, you know, school," he replied shrugging.

"I heard about the $5000 bid," his mother said with a smirk.

Tyler actually flushed, "How did you…?"

"Ears everywhere. So are you and Caroline dating?"

"Nope, we're just friends."

"You should bring her over for dinner."

Tyler wasn't sure but he thought he just got his mom's seal of approval. It would take a girl like Caroline to please his mother.

"I'll think about it," he murmured flushing again.

"See that you do," she said before standing, "Have a good day at school."

"Thanks mom." Tyler finished his croissant and made his way to the garage to get his truck.

It was a quiet drive to school and Tyler missed, actually missed Caroline's chatter. She always kept up a steady flow of conversation about current events, the latest gossip or just her fundraising activities. It was weird how he was trying to think back to the time before they were friends, before she was a near constant presence in his life and he couldn't. He didn't know what he did before Caroline Forbes had decided to help him through the worst night of his life.

When Tyler pulled up to school, he immediately sought out her car. It was parked on the opposite side of the lot closest to the tool shed which housed everything the school needed but tools. Forcing himself not to go in a deliberate search for her he walked through the hall, making a stop at his locker to grab his books. The others were all congregated at Elena's locker this morning.

Caroline was there and he couldn't help the little flutter his heart gave at the sight of her. Her hair was in waves, a style he preferred. There was something almost provocative about it as it swished revealing and concealing her neck, her skin.

And she was wearing pink today which always made her look extra girly. Initially it was hard to reconcile the soft girlish features to the vampire she housed inside, but remembering his arm twisted behind his back, the strength with which she had forced him to the ground reminded him. Once he finished shouting his friends on the football team and dodging the clinging touches of a few new cheerleaders he made his way to Elena's locker.

"Hey guys."

Everyone turned including Caroline. His gaze locked with hers as he took in her face. He couldn't fool himself anymore where they were concerned because something had changed. Maybe it had changed a long time ago but he was now getting the memo. Winking to put her at ease he turned back to the others who we watching their interactions like avid fans of a soap opera. Elena and Bonnie had twin faces of mischief while Jeremy and Stefan looked amused by the whole thing, though Jeremy flushed a hot shade of pink when Shelly walked by and waved. Stefan just chuckled under his breath before moving back to cradle Elena's shoulders. It was sweet and Tyler hoped one day he and Caroline would have what the Salvatore brother had found with Elena Gilbert.

In that moment he was content . And he should have known that life was too quiet, that everything was going a little too perfectly for their supernatural convention. Because, at that moment he felt something akin to an electrical shock running through his body. Turning he sought out the source entering the hallway about 10 feet from where they stood. Tyler's could feel it, the wolf standing at attention and he knew from the way the others looked at him and Caroline was soothingly stroking his fingers that his eyes were yellow.

"Tyler…" she said his name, the concern in her voice.

"We have a problem," he answered, teeth clenched and eyes closed willing himself to have a handle on his emotions.

Caroline and Stefan looked at him in alarm finally picking up the scent of wolves.

"What are they doing here?" Stefan whispered grabbing Elena and pulling her behind him.

"Hell if I know," Bonnie had grabbed Jeremy pulling him behind her. The witch might not be able to smell them but her sixth sense was far more intuitive. The redhead, a girl finally looked toward them, first with confusion and then with a smirk when she realized they had been made. They looked like ordinary teenagers. The girl was dressed in an emerald green dress which matched perfectly with her eyes. It clung to her curves as she sauntered down the hallway. Her skin was pale, almost translucent as though she had spent her life cooped up. The boy was dark-haired, tan and ruggedly handsome. His eyebrow arched before ignoring them. The girl however just kept on staring as though trying to figure them out.

"What's happening?" It was Elena. Tyler couldn't bring himself to answer as he watched them.

"Werewolves," Stefan answered not pleased at all. And Tyler could understand that. They didn't exactly have a good track record. The last werewolves in town had tried to kill Elena.

"We can't discuss this now, lunch time everybody." it was Caroline this time.

Everyone nodded before turning to go to their classes. But Tyler couldn't help it; he stood transfixed, his entire body screamed to confront them. Mystic Falls was Lockwood territory and he wanted to know why they were there. However, he allowed Caroline to pull him to Chemistry where they would begin their day.