25 Days of Klaroline, Day 6 – Klaroline +TVD/TO Crossover
Caroline is abducted and taken to New Orleans to help free Klaus from a spell.
All You Need is Love
"If you're going to abduct me, the least you could do is play some good music," Caroline complained, watching as the scenery raced past the car window.
"This is good music," she countered, turning it up just to annoy the blonde. "I missed out on the seventies, so I'm trying to make up for it now."
"I can tell," she muttered. "I don't think I've ever heard this much Abba in my life.
"Are you just going to sit there and complain the whole way to New Orleans?" Rebekah asked, her eyes firmly trained on the road.
"Well maybe if you told me what prompted this kidnapping I might reconsider?"
"I told you, it's important."
"Yes, but is that all I'm going to get?"
"You're not going to give up on this are you?"
"Well I figure we've got a bit of time and I'd much prefer an explanation as opposed to a repeat of Dancing Queen," Caroline groaned. "Plus it's the least you could do after giving me this headache from hell."
She'd been walking down the street in Mystic Falls innocently; when Rebekah had appeared telling her she was required immediately. Not one to back down, Caroline argued back but when you're up against an Original, the outcome is pretty much a forgone conclusion, unless you happen to have a white oak stake handy.
She'd woken up hours later, her head and neck throbbing, which Caroline assumed was from a hard neck snapping. God she hated that blonde Original bitch.
"If you must know it's Nik," she began, making Caroline's head turn curiously. Although she wouldn't admit it openly, Rebekah now had her full attention.
"What happened?" She asked, trying not to appear too interested.
"Let's just say he's put a lot of people off side in New Orleans…"
"You don't say," Caroline drawled, remembering the Original hybrid's penchant for ruffling feathers.
"Anyway," she said dismissively. "He's fallen prey to a house arrest spell. One that unfortunately can't be broken until a certain someone can penetrate the barriers.
"And here I thought you would have liked your brother confined to a small space," Caroline joked.
"Not when it's my house too," she pouted. "I can't even get in to rescue my new Manolo Blahniks, I had plans for those shoes." Caroline shook her head, thinking the blonde's selfishness was hardly surprising.
"So if you can't get in and you're an Original, what makes you think I can?" She asked, thoroughly confused by the whole situation.
"Oh trust me you can," she replied knowingly. "I have some friendly witches who have all but confirmed it."
"How though? Last time I checked I'm only a vampire, I have no special powers Rebekah."
"In this case you actually do," she answered, making Caroline want to wipe that smug grin on her face.
"So I assume you're not going to tell me?"
"I think it's probably best this way," she smiled deviously, turning up the music and drowning out what conversation they had left with the opening strains of Mamma Mia.
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"So now we're here, what exactly do I have to do?" Caroline asked, impatiently running her hands through her blonde waves. She was actually doing some last minute grooming after their prolonged road trip; she couldn't let Klaus see her like this after all.
She gulped nervously realising they hadn't seen each other since their tryst in the woods, and she'd be lying if the thought of seeing him again wasn't conjuring up explicit images in her head. They'd vowed never to see each other again but she was secretly excited for the unexpected opportunity. At least she could use his bully of a sister as an excuse.
"All you need to do is walk through the front door," Rebekah remarked, making it sound so easy. Caroline still couldn't understand why she of all people could break the spell.
"Well that's not entirely true," the witch, Rebekah had referred to as Sophie, said. "There's a little more involved."
"Why am I not surprised," she muttered.
"You need to formally break the seal by kissing your beloved," she explained.
"My beloved?" She squeaked.
"You know your one true love?" She repeated, confusion etched over her face. "I thought you said she was the one Rebekah?"
"She is the one," she shot back. "Oh come on, stop complaining Caroline, it's not like you haven't gone there before." She felt her cheeks flush wishing she was anywhere but here right now so she could contemplate what was happening.
"I'm not the one," she murmured.
"Well if you can't enter the house we'll know one way or another," Sophie said.
"And if I can?"
"Well that means you and Klaus are true loves." Caroline sat down on the nearest section of curb, trying to process what it all meant. Could Klaus be the one? He'd made similar declarations towards her in the past, but Caroline had always been in denial about their connection, even after the best sex she'd ever had.
"It's okay Caroline, he grows on you over time," Rebekah teased. She really wanted to kill her right now. "Just one little peck and you can go back to boring old Mystic Falls."
She stood up defiantly, knowing that this must all be some crazy plot concocted by Rebekah; it wouldn't be the first time after all.
"Fine," she said her legs shaking slightly. "Let's get this over and done with; after all it's only a peck on the cheek."
"No, it has to be on the lips," Sophie warned.
"Gee, these witches certainly were specific," she muttered, nervously approaching the door. If she were lucky, she wouldn't be able to enter anyway. Klaus was over a thousand years old; surely, he'd had a few different loves over that time.
She placed her hand on the doorknob, stalling on purpose. If this door opened, it was going to change her life irrevocably. She turned it slowly, hearing it click. She pushed the door open searching for signs of life but it seemed eerily quiet. If Caroline was being honest she expected him to be pacing at the door like a caged animal.
She stepped over the threshold, closing her eyes as she did. When she felt her foot touch the floor, she peeled one eye open noticing she was well and truly inside. The universe had apparently decided her future in one step, just like that. Caroline wasn't sure whether to be upset, excited or deeply apprehensive.
She crept in slowly, not wanting to wake the beast. Caroline knew his grouchy temper all too well, especially when he was disturbed. The compound was big and spacious, and she couldn't help but wonder what kind of a life he had here in New Orleans. Was he happier here than he'd been in Mystic Falls?
"Hello love?" He said, more like a question than a greeting. "Am I dreaming?"
"No I'm very much real," she mumbled, trying not to get lost in his dark blue eyes as he approached from the nearest doorway. His black Henley fitted tightly across his broad chest, and she was struggling not to rip it off.
"To what do I owe the pleasure? I didn't think we were supposed to see each other again?"
"Well you can't get everything you want," she quipped. "I heard you've been terrorising people so they locked you up in here for safekeeping."
"They started it," he replied childishly, sending her a wolfish grin.
"Oh, I'm sure they did," she scoffed. Caroline knew she had to kiss him to lift the spell, but right now she was trying to work up the courage. Finding out he was her one true love had been a lot to take this early in the morning.
"So what exactly are you doing here?" He asked curiously, his eyes flickering over her body briefly before returning to her face. Caroline was glad she was at least wearing her favorite dress. She'd have to remember to dress impeccably all the time in case she got into more kidnapping scenarios like this.
"Well here's the thing," she began shyly, wondering how to explain everything without telling him about the whole true love concept. She didn't think she could take his ego right now, and she was almost too afraid his reaction would influence hers. "Your sister was kind enough to abduct me yesterday because she knew I could free you from this spell."
"I'd usually reprimand little sister for this type of childish behaviour but given I get to see you I might hold off this time," he smirked knowingly. She could feel a blush cross her face, hoping it wasn't as obvious as it felt. "So how is that you could get inside when nobody else could?"
The million-dollar question she was hoping he wouldn't bother asking because Klaus would be too busy plotting his ensuing revenge on the witches.
"Not too sure," she shrugged her shoulders. "But that doesn't matter now, let's just get you out of here."
"I'd know that high pitched, squeaky tone anywhere," he said, gazing deeply into her eyes, threatening to unsettle her composure. "What aren't you telling me love?"
"Apparently I'm your one true love," she mumbled quickly, hoping he wouldn't catch everything she'd said.
"Tell me something I don't know," he smiled knowingly, catching her off guard. "Unless…"
"Unless what?" She asked against her better judgement.
"I understand now," he murmured, moving closer so that he was only inches from her face. "To be able to get in here you have to be my one true love, and I have to be yours. It's the only way the spell could truly be broken."
Caroline wasn't too sure how he'd come to that conclusion and so quickly, but at least he was the one who'd said it and not her.
"Well I think that's debatable," she stuttered, her eyes cast downward his close proximity and intoxicating aftershave making this more difficult.
"It's okay love," he murmured, running his hand through her blonde waves slowly. "When I said however long it takes, I meant it." She looked up unable to avoid his gaze any longer, his blue eyes searching hers. It was at that moment she felt the relief wash over her.
Today had been so overwhelmingly emotional. Whatever their future held, Caroline had no intention of falling into his arms just yet. She needed time to process her feelings first. The fact that Klaus was willing to wait and not push her meant everything to Caroline.
"I, uh, apparently have to kiss you now," she explained feebly, remembering why she was actually there. His eyebrows immediately shot up in response. Caroline realised just how strange that must have sounded, damn those dimples for throwing her off. "To lift the spell off the house, I mean."
"This day just keeps on getting better," he laughed. "They should lock me up here more often."
"You know I could still refuse," she argued.
"That's okay love, we could stay here, just the two of us," he smiled.
"I have things to do and places to be," she shot back, realising this was getting entirely too comfortable for her liking. "Let's get this over and done with."
"Well when you put it so romantically, how can I refuse?" Klaus joked snaking both arms around her waist so he could pull her flush against him.
Klaus closed the gap and leaned in devouring her mouth and transporting Caroline back to the woods. She groaned against his lips, unable to hide the raw desire coursing through her body. His tongue travelled teasingly along her lips finally delving into her hot mouth. His lips felt just as soft, the familiar taste of his mouth just like home.
"Finally, my bloody shoes better be around here somewhere," Rebekah screeched stomping past them. They broke apart, albeit reluctantly. Klaus rolled his eyes no doubt due to his sister's interruption.
"Here I was hoping it might take more than one kiss," he grinned at her mischievously.