Caroline's POV

While Stefan was sitting next to Elena, caressing her hand and gently touching her face, asking her constantly if she felt okay and when Damon gazed at her and asked how she was feeling or if she wanted anything, Caroline couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
Tyler was dead. She and the rest of her friends were stuck in a calamitous fate in which they lost everyone they truly cared about. They couldn't even blame anyone.

But it wasn't just Tyler or Alaric or her dad. Caroline's gaze dropped quickly to the floor as she thought of who else she lost. Klaus…She thought sadly.

Klaus was the reason why she was still alive. No matter how awful things he had done to hurt all of them, Klaus had saved Caroline's life on two occasions and she would never be able to forget that. Truth be told, she even felt an insignificant amount of attraction towards him. Aside from the evil-hybrid-army building side of him, there were others sides to him. He was caring, artistic, and very handsome and the English accent was just another bonus to the list of things that attracted her. Even the evil side attracted her a little – who could resist a bad boy and seeing Caroline's history with men, she was better off with a bad boy. The only good, decent guy she'd dated was Matt and everyone knew how that ended.

Guiltily, Caroline tried not to think about her attraction towards Klaus. It was because of him that they all had suffered so much. It felt terrible to be attracted to him.

"Where's Bonnie?" Elena asked, interrupting Caroline's superfluous thoughts.

"No one knows," answered Caroline, walking towards the chair and sitting down. The whole day had worn her out and she hadn't had a drop of blood in the last eight hours. "But we can worry about that later. How do you feel Elena?"

Elena put her hand on her forehead, closed her eyes and shook her head. Then when she reopened them, there were tears in her eyes. "I nearly killed Jeremy and now I'm…" She stopped herself. She couldn't bring herself to say the word.

Caroline frowned. Like everyone else, she knew that Elena didn't want to be a vampire. None of them truly wanted to be a vampire. It was forced upon each one of them.

Katherine returned and stood in the hallway, in front of the doorway that led to the parlor where everyone was at. She rolled her eyes at how everyone was fussing over how Elena was doing.

"Can I just go upstairs and rest or something?" Elena mumbled and she stood up, not really bothering about getting permission from the others. Stefan stood up with her, nodded and then Elena was gone.

Poor Jeremy. Caroline thought as her eyes fell onto his still unconscious body. The past year had been the worst for him. He lost his parents, his aunt and uncle and Elena. Caroline understood why Jeremy would make Elena feed. He didn't want to be alone and she was the only family he had, how do you let go of that?

Caroline stood up and walked over to the door, feeling tired again. She wanted to go home to her mom and tell her about what happened, except for the part where Tyler died. "Stefan," she called out before leaving. "I sort of need a ride home."

Stefan was looking at the staircase where Elena had disappeared to go upstairs. He was still worried about her, especially now that she completed the transition. He sighed, nodded and they were both out the door and in his car. She was extremely grateful to their vampire speed that helped her get things done faster than she would have when she was human.

After several minutes of driving, Caroline spoke. "Stefan. Are you alright?" She asked but she knew the answer to the question. She just needed to ask anyway. She wanted to be there for him like he had been there for her during her transition. He was her friend, not only that. She cared about him.

Stefan didn't speak. He instead bit his lip and smiled weakly.

"You know I'm here for you right? You're my friend and if you need anything, don't you ever hesitate to tell me okay?" Caroline told him softly and then looked out the window to see that she was nearly home.

All the lights were switched on in the house so she assumed that her mom was already home. It was strange though, she never got in this early. Oh well…

Stefan stopped the car and as Caroline was about to get out, he took her hand and stopped her. "Thank you, Caroline." She looked down at his hand holding hers. She felt something bubbling in her stomach as she held his hand. He brushed his thumb over her knuckles and finally let go.

"I'll come by tomorrow." She told him and got out. He stayed until she entered the house and then left.

A smile small formed on Caroline's lips and she dropped her jacket to the ground, taking small steps towards the fridge where she kept a few blood bags stored. She yawned and when she reached the fridge, she stopped. He'd HHfor

Her movements were at a halt, she wasn't even breathing. With her heart pounding against her chest, she glanced towards her right and saw nothing. Maybe I'm just imagining things.

Caroline heaved a sigh, opened the fridge and as she bent down to grab an O positive, her body turned at the speed of sound and grasped the neck of something…or someone. She couldn't believe her tear filled eyes. She blinked precisely twenty times before she let go of the person who she believed to be dead. Tyler.

Kyler's POV

Caroline: the most exquisite, strong and exultant person he had met in his existence. She stood before him, bamboozled by his presence. Then he had to remind himself that it wasn't him she was so shocked to see, it was the body he was occupying.

Klaus in Tyler's body. He didn't like it, especially since Tyler had gotten stronger and was fighting so hard to get rid of Klaus. He just needed to see her one last time before he took off with his body and the blood bags with Elena's blood.

"Caroline," he murmured and cringed at the sound of his voice. He was used to hearing his English accent that Tyler's voice got in his nerves. He stepped forward to stand closer to her and without a warning, Caroline was hugging him. Klaus smiled brightly, he loved the feeling of her warm body against him and when they had kissed earlier, he couldn't even explain how amazing he felt.

"You're alive!" Caroline cried. Klaus wondered if she even cared whether this meant that Klaus was alive too. Whether she had felt even the smallest amount of affection for him because deep inside, he fancied her more than he could put to words. He sighed on her neck and let go of her.

His eyes flicked towards her lips and contemplated on whether to kiss her or not. He wanted to but he was still finding it a bit difficult to be in the body of Tyler. He'd rather have been kissing her with his own lips. But either way, he would get to kiss her.

Slowly, he pressed his lips against hers. Her eyelashes brushed against his face and he could feel a cold shiver run down his spine. He held her face in his hands and could feel the tears roll down her cheeks as they kissed. Were they tears of sadness or happiness? He couldn't tell.

It was Caroline that broke the kiss. "Tyler," she said and he felt angered when she said Tyler's name instead of his. "How are you even alive? Klaus is supposed to be dead isn't he?"

Then, Klaus knew it was time for him to leave. He stepped a little away from her. Wiping away the tears off her cheeks, he looked straight into her eyes and began to compel her. "You will forget that I came here. Tyler is dead but you won't feel sad about it because life goes on. You will move on and be happy again, love."

Swiftly, he left her house and stood in the dark forest, alone. That was probably the last time he would see her in the next hundred years. Without wasting another second, he disappeared from the forest, leaving it as silent as it had been before.

Elena POV

Sitting on Stefan's bed, with her knees up and resting her chin on them, Elena let out a sigh and closed her eyes. She was finding it extremely difficult to deal with all the heightened emotions and the new, strong craving for blood. I can smell the stupid stuff from the basement to up here. She thought and shook her head.

Letting out another sigh, Elena got off the bed. This wasn't her. She didn't give up from things so easily and this was nothing compared to the things she had been through. She couldn't sit in Stefan's room, brooding like him all day. She needed learn as fast as possible how to use the new strength, speed, heightened and above all, how to control her cravings.

Elena thought of what she should try first. There were so many things. Her sight had never been clearer, everything was so vivid and felt more real than it ever had. Her sense of smell was better, she knew that since she could smell Jeremy's blood and the blood from all the blood bags down in the basement. She decided to test her hearing first.

"He's coming to." Elena had Katherine's voice say softly.

"Take him to one of the rooms. He isn't going home tonight." Damon ordered Katherine and then suddenly, he appeared before her.

"What do you want, Damon?" Elena asked edgily. She felt like a firework burst in her stomach when his cool breath came upon her did she feel like that? All those feelings she had been suppressing for Damon were more intense than ever. She took a very quick glimpse at his lips and like the urge for blood, she suddenly wanted to kiss them. What the hell is wrong with me? She thought and quickly moved away from him, stepping in front of the mirror.

She remembered her birthday, she was standing in front of the mirror, wearing a lovely white dress that Caroline had picked out, just standing there, wondering what she was going to do with her life then. She turned eighteen and now, everything she had planned for herself that day meant nothing because now, she was a vampire.

Biting her lip, she tried her best not to cry in front of Damon. She had never been fond of crying, it made her look weak and she always tried to look and feel stronger than she was. What was different from before and now was that now, she was actually strong – very strong.

"How do you feel?" Damon asked, standing behind her. It reminded her again of that day, Damon had come in and returned her necklace, putting it around her neck.

Elena lifted the necklace and played around with it, touching the designs on the pendant with her forefinger. "I feel fine, better actually." She replied truthfully and stared at herself. She looked exactly the same. Who would ever believe that the girl standing in the mirror was actually a vampire?

"So what are we going to do now?" Damon came closer. She could feel his body barely brushing hers. She turned around and her eyes once again took a glimpse at his lips. The feeling in her stomach and her heart springing returned, which she did not like. She did not like it at all.

"I don't know about you but I'm going learn how to be…a vampire," whispered Elena, her eyes gazing at his lips, remembering what it was like when she had kissed him before, both times. It felt like something she had never felt before, different, never ending. It took nearly an hour before Elena truly stopped thinking about the kisses when it happened both times. When Stefan had kissed her earlier that night, she didn't feel any of those feelings. Actually, she didn't think about it at all. None of the other kisses with Stefan had felt like that either. With Stefan, it was always safe and intimate. With Damon…it was so different. There were fireworks, desire, it was consuming and…she couldn't put her finger on the proper word.

"I'll call you later," she says into the phone and then hangs up.

"Katherine?" A man asks, appearing in front of her. He's standing only a feet or two away. He's got electric blue eyes that looked fathomless and full of…mystery and raven hair. He looks at her, half confused and half contented.

"No," she looks behind her and then says, "I'm Elena."

The man looks down, completely disappointed. She felt bad for a moment. "Oh," he says. Then he looks up at her, still confused. "You just look…" He stops. With his eyebrows pulled together, he steps forward. "I'm sorry. You just really remind me of someone." He licks his lips and then stops walking. She wonders what to do next but just stands there, waiting for him to say more. "I'm Damon."

She's a bit creeped out at first since he was a complete stranger, in the middle of the road but then she thought it was Mystic Falls. "Not to be rude or anything Damon but it's kind of creepy that you're out here in the middle of nowhere." She says anyway and looks at him, fully, checking briefly if he had a gun or any other type of weapon. She was always very cautious while meeting strangers because after all, serial killers looked just like normal people.

"You're one to talk," he replies. "You're out here all by yourself." He gives her a smirk, which she finds very sexy.

"It's Mystic Falls, nothing bad ever happens here," she tells him like it's the most obvious thing in the world. Then there comes an expression on Damon's face like he knows more than she does and that what she says is a complete lie. After a brief period of silence, she suddenly says, "I got into a fight with my boyfriend."

She didn't even feel stupid for just randomly telling a stranger about her silly, teenage problems. He looked older than her so she felt like she had to act more mature, not that she was immature or anything but she acted different around people older than her compared to the way she acted with her friends.

"About what?" Damon asks curiously. He lifts up his hands, showing his palms. "May I ask."

She shakes her head, thinking about all the things she fought about with Matt and put it into words. "Life, future, he's got it all mapped out."

Damon shrugs his lips. "You don't want it?"

She shrugs. "I don't know what I want."

Cocking his head to the side, he says to her, "Well that's not true. You want what everybody wants." He says in a similar tone as to when she said 'Mystic Falls, nothing bad ever happens here."

Then she suddenly felt a thrill in her body and she smiles. "What?" She asks, cocking her head a little. "A mysterious stranger who has all the answers?"

Damon lets out a small laugh, looking away from her. "Well let's just say I've been around a long time." His flirty smile is so gorgeous that she couldn't help smiling back just as flirtily. "I've learned a few things." He winks and does another lip shrug. It sounded like he had a lot of experience with love.

"So Damon," She began. "Tell me, what is that I want?" She tilts her head a little and crosses her arms across her chest.

Damon looks at her, thinking of what to say. After a moment, he begins to walking, answering her question. "You want a love that consumes you; you want passion, an adventure." He pauses and in the tiny second that he pauses, she looks at him like he had read through her soul. "And even a little danger." He smirks and she can only stare at him.

Overwhelmed by the things he said, she gazes at him, thinking, where had he been all her life? All the things she wanted were put into words by some random, very hot, guy who was on the road. She thinks deeply of what he said, realizing what she wanted and then she breaks the silence. "So…what do you want?"

Damon opens his mouth to speak but no words come out. He looks down and thinks about it, coming out blank with no answer. Then before he is able to say anything else, there is a honk from the distance.

She turns to look at where it's coming from and even he looks at the car that was nearing them.

"That's my parents," she says, letting out a small sigh of relief.

Then when she turns back around, Damon's standing inches away from her and he looks straight into her chocolate brown eyes. "I want you to get everything you're looking for." He says to her, never removing his blue eyes from her chocolate ones. "But right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet." He smirks and winks at her. "Goodnight Elena." And then he's gone, leaving her utterly confused.

Elena wakes up, gasping harshly that soon turns into a cough. Her throat feels very dry. Her eyes are still a little blinded and she can barely make out the face before her.

"Here, drink this." Someone tells her and she is holding a squishy bag, sucking on a straw like thing. Blood. She thought and is relieved to be drinking some. She felt very tired.

The blood bag was empty soon and she put it down, shaking her head, she was finally able to make out images. She turned to the face that was near her. It was Damon. She put her fingers on her temples, messaging it, hoping that the headache she was having would disappear.

Then she remembered what she dreamt about or…remembered. I met Damon first. Elena turned to look towards him and her mouth is hanging wide open. This…this affected her choice.

Okay, well there we go. No, Klaus is not gone forever, he will come back very soon. But not in Tyler's body. Ugh I can't imagine lovely Klaus talking in an American accent, I will need his body and English accent back ASAP. Haha. Elena remembers everything. Now to stir up a little drama. :P Sorry for the long time of no update :/