What are we

The bed feels incredibly comfy, which makes her want to stay in it as long as she possibly can. Whatever the day may have planned for her, she's determined to avoid.

But the voices she soon hears drags her from her sleep and she's trying to put the pieces together of how she got here. "Abraham Lincoln freed the slaves you know." That's Stefan, she's sure of it, but both his and Klaus voice are unusually quiet, even when she tries to listen.

At first, she only remembers getting her neck broken, but she knows that she was somewhere else before waking up here in Klaus bedroom.

There's a weird taste in her mouth, focusing on it, she starts to remember the tea she drank and the witch that gave it to her, Cyrena if she remembers the name right.

Whatever happened she's not planning on staying here, even if the softness of Klaus bed makes her want to go back to sleep. But she would like to know what the men downstairs are talking about.

Still not being able to fully hear them she opens the door and her supernatural hearing seems to come back to her. "Why would I lie to you, Stefan." She can hear Klaus voice loud and clear.

Carefully she starts to move towards the room she can hear them in, entering it she finds Stefan studying a sword while Klaus is sitting relaxed in the couch with his feet on the table.

Her friend seems quite surprised by her appearance. "Caroline?" so her friends don't know what happened last night.

She tries to give him a smile, but her own worry and uncertainty of the situation make it hard. "Hi." She moves closer to them. "What's going on?" the entire time she's focusing on Stefan, avoiding Klaus gaze that she can feel is on her.

To her annoyance, it's Klaus that gives her an answer. "Stefan and I are discussing the importance of finding the cure now that they know of Elena's sire bond to Damon." He's to calm to be joking, but that can't be true, right.

Mostly confused she turns to Stefan and his look of, well his facial expressions don't differ much, but she can see the truth on him. How does her friend always manage to end up in this kind of situation?

Klaus apparently finished with the subject of Elena rises from the couch and walks over to her. "We have something else entirely to discuss." Afterwards, he turns to Stefan. "You can go now."

Her friend has his eyes on her. "Are you okay?" she's grateful for his worries.

But right now, she's not ready for her friends to know what has happened between her and Klaus, not until she can truly explain it, she knows that they aren't going to like it. "I'm okay, you can leave."

As soon as Stefan's gone, Klaus takes a firm grip of her arm and pulls her close. Obviously, he's not pleased with her disappearing act. "You surprised me, Caroline. I never thought you would use my feelings for you in such a way."

"I didn't use them, Klaus, I'm barely aware myself of what truly happened." She tries to free herself from his grip, but that only makes him grab harder. "Let go of me." It's starting to really hurt. "Klaus, you're hurting me."

Something in his eyes changes and the grip lightens. "Did it mean nothing to you?" she can't remember ever hearing him sound so vulnerable like she could break him with just a word.

His eyes are on her, their gazes locked, and she supposes that it's only right that she looks him in the eye while explaining how she felt. "What happened between us, it shouldn't have happened Klaus." She can see how he starts to shut himself in, raising his walls. "Don't take this the wrong way, somewhere I do care about you because you don't deserve to be treated like this." She moves her free hand to his cheek. "This wasn't right, at least not here and now."

He backs away from her, letting go of her arm. When he held her close, while she was sleeping in his arms, for the first time it felt like someone wanted him and it was all just a lie.

The closest thing in his vicinity he grabs and throws through the room. He hears when it hits the wall and can see Caroline jump in surprise, showing a small amount of fear, but there are no signs of her planning to leave.

Even knowing what he now knows, he won't be able to hurt her, he still cares. "Who took you to the cabin?" at least he can put his anger towards finding the newcomer in town, but Caroline isn't giving him an answer. "Answer me!"

She puts her hands up, probably to signal him to keep his distance. "Klaus you're scaring me." Right now, he doesn't care, and she can probably see that because she answers his question. "Cyrena Maga..., something."

"Maganti?" she nods as an answer. "Cyrena Maganti, that's who she introduced herself?" it can't be possible.

"You know this witch?" he can see how confused she is over it, maybe she even thinks that he had anything to do with it, he wouldn't put it past her and her friends.

What he chooses to do, might not remove such thoughts, but this is something he wants to keep her out of. "You can go, Caroline." He picks up the sword from the table and places it in his safe once more.

But Caroline isn't moving. "Who is she?" she asks him instead.

He sighs, why does she have to be so stubborn. "No one, she's just a myth." It's not that he doubts that Caroline met a witch, it just can't be the one she claims. "Just forget what happens and leave, Caroline." But she moves closer still. "Go!" he can feel his eyes turning slightly golden and now she doesn't hesitate before she leaves.

She needs a friend right now, so she tries to reach Bonnie or Elena. She would prefer Bonnie, even if she doesn't have her magic doesn't mean she can't help to find out something more about this witch.

But since her friend with magic seems unable to answer her phone, she has to do with Elena. "Hi Care, what's up?"

Everything, she thinks but she can't start spilling her guts about her and Klaus over the phone, that seems like the worst possible idea ever. "Stefan told me about the sire bond." Technically it was Klaus, but Stefan was there, so she isn't lying. "I wanted to make sure you were okay and apologising for missing girl's night, something came up."

"Don't worry about it, I'm fine, more worried about Jeremy." She'd completely forgotten that Jeremy wanted to kill them all. It had just been a passing conversation during the pageant when he was missing, and Elena mentioned the dreams Matt said her brother has had.

It seems that they all have their hands full. "Do you know any way to help him?" she could use some good news.

"Professor Shane thinks he has a way. We're heading out to the lake house to help out." She's not sure she wants to ask Elena what she means with "we", but she can guess that it involves the wrong Salvatore brother.

Instead, she tries to focus on the good, that they can help someone. Which is also the reason she doesn't ask her to tell Bonnie to call her, right now she wants to keep most of her friends out of her problem, they have their own problems to worry about.

Saying goodbye to Elena, she takes a deep breath and decides to distract herself with the winter wonderland festivities. If only she would have remembered to avoid all hybrids right now.

It doesn't take long for Tyler to notice her and she can see from miles away that he's not pleased with her. Most likely, this is going to end in an argument and she would prefer to not have that among all of the people that are filling the town square.

Moving to a more secluded area, she barely manages to take a deep breath to calm her own nerves before he has caught up to her. "Where the hell have you been, Caroline?" apparently, he isn't even going to try to stay calm.

"It's a long story Tyler, I don't really have all the answers myself." She doesn't know where the cabin was to be precise.

"A long story." His voice is filled with anger. "You kissed Klaus, don't tell me you been with him all this time."

She points her finger towards him, her signature move when she wants to show that she's serious. "We're supposed to have broken up, and whatever made me kiss Klaus, it won't happen again." She feels a bit uncomfortable by the thought even if it felt really good kissing him.

But Tyler always seems to think the worst of him. "Did he compel you?" considering his reaction earlier that's a big no and she shakes her head. "I hope you haven't made any plans with him, because we're burying him tonight."

She scoffs. "No bury him, I look forward to being rid of him." Especially after his behaviour towards her before. "How are you burying him?" she can't remember that he ever told her the plan and it is still Klaus their talking about.

"Hayley found a witch to do the body jump spell, we bury the body we place him in, in concrete." He explains to her.

It feels like she's missing something, a very important part of their plan. "And who is volunteering to get buried?" the look he gives her holds all the answers. On top of that, he thinks that she is going to calm down just because he asks her to, which is impossible considering that her boyfriend plans on being buried for their last year of high school.

When she obviously hasn't calmed down he places his hands on her shoulders and gets her to meet his eyes. "It won't be forever, Caroline." He takes a deep breath. "This started with me. This has to end with me."

She can't exactly argue with that. "I just wish there were another way." She gives him a passionate kiss knowing that if the plan work, it will be their last kiss for a very long time.

Trying to find his way back to the cabin without a guide proved to be impossible. He tried for hours and at best, he just found himself in the middle of the forest not knowing how he ended up there.

To make his evening worse, his hybrids believed themselves capable of taking him down. Walking through the forest to get back to town to have a drink, of the human kind he came upon them at the Lockwood cellar, they were quite surprised to see him.

It didn't take long before they were all dead and since he couldn't find his failure of a first hybrid, the boy's mother got to pay the price for him.

Once home and clean of the blood, he gets his mother's grimoire. With his hybrids dead he needs now more than ever to make sure that no one can surprise him, especially a witch that is not supposed to exist.

The name Cyrena Maganti is one he has heard before, in more than one place at that. A legend among the witches that never seems to be able to decide if she's someone to look up to or a tale of warning for their young ones.

If she really exists and Caroline has met her, then that can't lead to anything good. "Oh, I definitely exist, Niklaus." When he hears her voice he's fast of the couch staring at her. "It's nice to see you. You might not remember but we have had the pleasure of meeting before."

"I think I would remember meeting a witch of your legend." Anyone would remember meeting someone like her.

She laughs as she approaches him, and something in it feels familiar. "I used another face and name back then, Marjorie Ceton." She tilts her head. "I believe we shared quite a few nights together."

Marjorie, he does remember her, she was one of the witches that were to help him during the 15th century when he tried to break his curse the first time with Katerina. She was always one of his favourites.

She has taken his place on the couch and is currently studying the pages of his mother's grimoire. "She was impressive, a lot of potential in Esther. It's just so sad that she turned against natures will."

"When she created us, the beasts that destroy everything in our path." He assumes but the small smile she tries to hide might tell a different story. "I'm I wrong?" he asks but all she does is to shrug. "What are you doing here?" he chooses to ask instead while he seats himself in the armchair opposite her.

She closes the book and keeps her eyes locked on him. "A lot Niklaus, most I'm not ready to share." She rises from her seat, moving closer to him once more. "But I believe that the question you really want to ask is, what do I want with Caroline."

Her finger is being drawn across his chest and suddenly he can't move or speak. When she places herself in his lap, his eyes involuntary shuts. "Have you missed me, Niklaus?" she whispers in his ear.

With all of his strength, he tries to move, to stop her from doing whatever she has planned, but it's impossible. It's like he's tied down by her magic.

He can feel when her lips touch his and without control, he responds by kissing her back. Is this how it feels for people that are compelled. If so he's even more grateful for the fact that compulsion doesn't work on him.

"Let me care for you like only I can." She says against his lips and he feels like a puppet when his body starts to move. "All you have to do is trust me." Like he could ever do that, he thinks before everything disappears.