"Caroline"
"Caroline, wake up"
"CAROLINE, GET UP!" I groan as I try to lift my head towards the woman's voice. I can feel shattered glass in my back. I look towards the light coming through when its sparkled and splintered into a thousand lights around me. I try to focus on the object. Glass. Glass covered in blood. I follow the tip down to the base when I find that it's protruding from my stomach.
The piercing stabs suddenly hit me throughout my body. I scream, it hurts more that when my dad was torturing me, or when the wolves shot bullets into my head or when Tyler bit me. It hurts and the pain isn't receding.
"CAROLINE, LISTEN TO ME! CAN YOU HEAR ME?" I turn my head towards the front door and see that it's been blown off its hinges and in its way is Rebekah screaming at me to listen.
"Yeah, I can" I murmur as my eyes start to close again, but my head rocks up as blood comes pouring out of my mouth, down my chin and onto the floor. I cough as the substance starts sticking in my throat. My hands fumble round but all I feel is the continued slicing of my fingers from the glass. I reach down to the long, jagged glass shard in my stomach, I grasp on and pull. I SCREAM. It hurts. I throw the glass as far as I can and give myself a couple of seconds to heal. I look at the gaping wound and notice it's not healing.
"Rebekah, help… please." I cringed at the sound of my hoarse voice.
"Caroline, I can't get in, I haven't been invited, get up Care, come towards me." She pleads. I hear someone shouting outside and notice its Klaus calling Rebekah and then shouting my name. There are footsteps entering the house and a sharp intake of breath, my head turns and I see Klaus staring at me. He rushes towards me when he gets thrown back onto the sofa.
"Miss Forbes?" I hear Elijah ask. I turn my head towards the door and see him, Kol and a brunette woman who resembles Bonnie. The girl walks towards me.
"Why isn't the barrier down witch? Do it now or you get to watch everyone you love die!" Klaus screams after he jumps from the sofa and stands in front of the witch.
The witch speaks "Caroline, I need you to get up and touch the barrier so that I can undo the spell and bring it down. Get up and come towards me." She says in a voice which could lead an army.
I turn my body slowly and wince as it touches the glass, my hands are placed on the floor and then I push to lift up my body. My hand slips and I fall down scraping my need and getting another shard of glass imbedded into my thigh. It hurts so much and I scream as it slices my skin. Everyone calls my name simultaneously but all I hear is Klaus' booming voice as he tries to comfort me and usher me to get up. I pull the glass out swiftly and push myself up. I fall towards the barrier, resting both hands on it and using it as my support. The witch says some phrases in Latin which I don't focus on, the pain is unbearable and I'm still not healing. Just as I regain my sense, my support disappears and I fall. Onto Klaus. He catches me and holds me tight and for the first time in a long time I feel safe, I feel loved, I feel at home. I start crying and hold onto Klaus tighter as his lifts me into his arms and flashes me away.
"Klaus, don't leave me, please" I whisper as we arrive at his mansion and he lays me on my bed. He lifts me up gently, bites into his wrist and places against my lips. The deep, sweet, rich blood runs down my throat and again I return to familiarity. I gently let go.
"Love you need to get out of those clothes, your covered in blood. Here you can wear my shirt." He hands me a shirt which I reach out to grasp but my body feels too weeak.
"Can you help me?" I say not caring about the fact that he'll see me half naked.
"Of course love, let me." He slowly lifts up my shirt as I raise my arms and he slips his shirt on me. I can smell his delicious scent and cologne. He gently takes of my jeans and places them on the chair and then covers m bottom half with a blanket. His fingers reach under the shirt and my breath hitches. He runs his hands against my back until he reaches my bra and unhooks it. The straps slide off half way and he slowly tugs the left one down my arm so it's free and pulls the right one so the bra comes out from under the shirt. He lays it with my jeans and shirt. He gently places a strand of hair behind my ear and slowly lays me down on top of his bed. He begins to get up and I grasp his hand.
"Please stay with me, don't leave" I plead.
"I'll stay however long you want me to. I promise." I slowly move across the bed to make room for him as he flashes out of the room returning a few seconds later changed into his pyjama pants and no shirt. He slides next to me and I lay my head on his bare chest. He kisses my forehead and whispers "sweet dreams my love" as he snakes his arms around my waist holding me close just as I move my hand over his heart.
We fall asleep in each other's arms surrounded by the darkness yet illuminated by the moon.