Named after a song by OneRepublic. (: Thanks to Lawsy89, RockaRosalie, and a guest to reviewing. You can thank them for this quick update-and longer one too, I might add! By the way, I will be waiting a little while to introduce Hailey. But rest assured, Caroline will have a truly fantastic reaction her...and the baby. (;

Chapter 4: All the Right Moves

Caroline was at a loss for words. She couldn't speak. She wasn't expecting this. At all. In every scenario she had played through in her mind, Klaus answered the door. Instead, she was met by another blonde.

"Bekah," Marcel gleamed. "I was hoping to find your brother around-"

Her smile cut him off then she glared at Caroline. Let's just say she wasn't too thrilled to see the little baby tramp-vamp.

"What's she doing here?" Rebekah turned up her nose, not even trying to disguise her disgust.

"She said your brother would want to see her," Marcel said cautiously. He clearly was doubting Caroline after Rebekah's negative reaction.

Rebekah snorted, "Someone clearly overestimates her worth."

Caroline narrowed her eyes. "Give it up, Bekah," she tried out the original's nickname. "I just need to see Klaus."

Rebekah narrowed her eyes in return. Then she sighed, "Well he's not even here. He's out running some errands as he calls it. Probably plotting on how to take over the rest of the whole damn world."

She eyed Marcel warily. "Well, I suppose I can let you in in the meantime."

"When will he be back?" Caroline asked as she entered the mansion. She couldn't help but feel disappointed. She wanted to lie to herself and say it was only because they were running out of time. But really she just wanted to see him. She had expected him to answer the door. She had wanted to see his surprised look. She wanted to see his gorgeous face and his brilliant blue eyes, not his slutty sister's.

"No way of telling," Rebekah turned around and smirked deviously.

The made their way into the sitting room. Rebekah lounged on a loveseat. Her half-full wine glass was on the end table. She picked it up and began sipping the dark blood-red liquid. Caroline cautiously lowered herself onto a cushioned chair. Marcel took a seat on the couch opposite Rebekah.

"He's probably out galavanting around with that blonde bar-tending tramp. He seems rather fond of her."

It was a knife in Caroline's chest, and Rebekah knew it. The way her eyes twinkled with mischief made Caroline sick. Now she was worried that he had moved on. Maybe he had forgotten all about her. She was just a blip in his hundreds of years of life. She was just a baby vampire from a small town. Now she felt silly for coming all this way to ask a favor. What if he laughed in her face? What if he didn't even want to see her? All of the sudden she was mortified.

A text from Stefan brought on a new found confidence. He needed her. Katherine needed her. She was here to ask a favor, nothing more. It didn't matter if Klaus wanted to see her, he would. There were no other options. This was a last resort after all.

She quickly texted Stefan back telling him that she was at Klaus's house, but he was no where to be found. All he sent back was: "Hurry."

She grimaced, "Rebekah, I really, really need to see Klaus. It's urgent."

"Plotting another tryst against him, hm?" she sneered. "Parading yourself around like a common whore to distract him while your friends plot his demise? You know I haven't forgotten that little incident. Even if he pretends to, he hasn't either."

That was another knife cutting into Caroline. She still felt guilty about that. She had exploited his feelings for her in order to help her friends kill him. Of course, their plans had failed, but she still felt incredibly guilty. Then again, she reminded herself. He had killed so many people. He was a ruthless murderer. He had killed Tyler's mom for something Tyler did. He was the bad guy. She had to remember that.

She rolled her eyes, "Please, Rebekah. Like you've never wanted to kill him before. We both know he's deserved it at least a few times."

The way Rebekah froze made Caroline realize she had struck a nerve. Marcel even seemed uncomfortable. There was a tension in the air now. She wanted to press them for more information, but she felt that was unwise decision. Instead, she stood up from her seat on the couch. Both of their gazes fell upon her, one questioning, the other bored.

"Rebekah, is Elijah here?" Caroline asked.

Caroline remembered hearing something about Elijah and Katherine having a fling for awhile. Maybe he would be willing to help her. He was a man of honor, after all. If Klaus was M.I.A., Elijah was her best bet. Katherine wouldn't last much longer.

She lazily sipped her wine, "Yeah I think he's around here somewhere...'Lijah! We have company!"

Marcel narrowed his eyes, "So Caroline, how do you know the Mikaelsons so well?"

She eyed Rebekah, "Uh, I really don't...they just-"

"Wreaked havoc in her pressure Mystic Falls for awhile," Rebekah finished. "In return, her friends tried to have us all killed once or twice."

The devious smile that finished off her remark told Caroline that she knew her words would alarm Marcel. Rebekah Mikaelson knew what she was doing. Marcel tensed next to Caroline. He was obviously debating allowing Caroline an audience with his "King." She didn't blame him. If he brought Klaus someone who planned on attempting his murder, he sure wouldn't live to see another day. There really wasn't a way she could reassure Marcel. She couldn't deny the fact that she had played a part in a plot to kill him. She had wanted him dead...maybe she still did.

"Marcel, I-" she started, still not knowing what to say.

"Miss Caroline Forbes," said a familiar voice from behind her. "A pleasure as always."

"Elijah!" She grinned. Boy, was she glad to see him.

"What brings you all the way to New Orleans?" he asked, taking a seat on the couch beside Marcel.

"Um," she bit her lip. "Well, I-"

"She came here for Klaus," Rebekah smirked at Elijah, who raised an eyebrow in response.

Her stomach churned. "I need his help," she blurted before anymore assumptions could be made. "Or yours, for that matter."

"How can I be of service?"

Caroline was surprised by his response. He was so willing to help her, and she couldn't fathom why. She hadn't even told him about Katherine yet.

Elijah smiled at the blonde's confusion upon his easy offer. He normally would not have helped someone from Mystic Falls so easily. They had nothing to offer him or his family. None of them but this girl. Klaus was infatuated with her for certain. But Elijah hoped that she could bring out some of his light. She certainly had enough of her own to go around. Elijah felt that Klaus's salvation might depend on this girl-this little baby vampire from nowhere. Odd enough as it was, Elijah would do whatever it took for Klaus to regain his relationship with Caroline, even if that meant helping the Mystic Falls Gang.

"Um," Caroline faltered for a second. She had been planning this whole speech about Katherine and how Elijah still had feelings for her. She really wasn't expecting it to be that easy.

"Well," she sighed. "Katherine took the cure-er, Elena forced it down her throat. And now she is dying. She's aging. And she can't take vampire blood. She just spits it right out. We don't have any other option besides a witch...And Bonnie is...well, Bonnie can't help us."

"So you came here hoping Klaus would use one of the witches at his disposal to save the slut he hunted for centuries?" Rebekah laughed at her.

Caroline turned her attention to Elijah, "I know you used to...have feelings for her. Please help her. She doesn't have much time. She's barely alive now."

Elijah took a moment to think. Caroline couldn't read his expression. "It is true that Katherine and I used to entertain a relationship. However, that is far behind me."

Caroline's face fell. He wasn't going to help. Katherine had pissed off yet another person, and now in her time of need, no one would help her. This is what you get for being a bitch for a couple centuries, Caroline thought.

"Elijah, please-"

His hand motion cut her off, "I am curious about your sudden interest in Katerina Petrova's health."

He raised an eyebrow, "As I last recall, you were not too fond of her."

"Who would be? She's a common whore," Rebekah snorted.

Elijah gave her a look like "don't be hypocritical sister." She rolled her eyes, but it sure did shut her up. Marcel just sat there patiently observing. There was something unnerving about his steady gaze, as if were analyzing the entire scene in order to use it to his advantage later.

Caroline gathered her thoughts. Telling Elijah about Stefan would certainly ruin any chance she had of him feeling guilty or caring about Katherine. It would also piss Rebekah off. She looked up at Elijah's steady gaze again. He was an honest man. He deserved the truth. And she really didn't think she could lie to him.

She sighed, "Okay, so, I am here because Katherine and Stefan sort of...reconnected."

Rebekah snorted.

Caroline jumped back in before she could get a sarcastic comment in, "Anyways, Damon and Elena had the summer of their lives while Stefan was locked in a coffin in the bottom of a lake, forced to drown over and over again thanks to Silas. If he has feelings for Katherine, I want him to be able to...see them through. If he has a chance to be happy again, I want that for him. Unfortunately, that means sparing Katherine Pierce. Who definitely doesn't deserve it..."

She stopped herself. She wasn't exactly making her case.

"I mean, she has changed since she's become human. She's more vulnerable, obviously. It's changed her. She has a different perspective now."

She waited, watching Elijah's expression. Inwardly, she was crossing her fingers. She wish she could right then and there.

Elijah's gaze lifted to her eyes, "No."

That was all he said. And it broke her. Her face dropped, and she felt like bursting out into hysterics. Was all hope lost? This was Katherine's fault. The bitch had to make it as difficult as possible to try to save her because no one freaking cared if she died. In fact, I'm sure there were people lining up to finish off the job. In fact, Klaus was probably one of them... She shook off the thought. Really, where she and her friends just crazy? Why had they thought that they could save her? Why did they want to? They had thought they had the right connections, but that had definitely backfired. And now, the most honorable, reasonable original had denied her request. She immediately regretted coming here. They were going down. She would be lucky to get the trio out of the city without a casualty, especially in Katherine's condition. She just didn't know what the next step was. This was the last possible option. She had pulled out all the stops. There was no where left to go. But she couldn't just give up on Katherine; she couldn't do that to Stefan.

She was about ready to beg on her hands and knees when Elijah spoke again, "Miss Forbes, I would be happy to oblige your request, but I cannot go against my brother's wishes. Not for something-someone-like this. You must speak with him."

Caroline regained her composure. So there was an inkling of hope left. That was all she needed, all she needed to hold onto. A small smile made its way onto her lips. A part of her was happy and excited because now she would have to meet with Klaus. She would have to see him again, for sure. That is what she had been craving all along. But fear overrode that insensible feeling. Klaus might scoff at her; he might laugh in her face. He might just kill Katherine and Stefan and maybe even her just for asking for such a presumptuous favor. He had killed others for much less. But she couldn't worry about that right now, she had to find him, she had to ask. There was no going back now.

"Elijah," she asked, worriedly. "But where is he? I-Katherine can't wait much longer..."

Elijah gave her a thoughtful look, "I believe he mentioned something about a psychologist."

Marcel spoke for the first time since Elijah had arrived, "Cami." He seemed frustrated and angry. His body was rigid as he stood.

He looked at Caroline with recognition, "I know where he is. Come on."

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