Hey guys :) This chapter was supposed to be about double its current length, but it really was too much to write in one day so I decided to break it off into two chapters. Next one should be up either tomorrow or the day after. Enjoy!

"Caroline, calm down!" Bonnie held her hands protectively in front of her face, flinching away from the spitting blonde vampire. Caroline was standing in her doorway wearing a gorgeous gold gown with her hair done in a princess-like fashion, but her expression was murderous.

Bonnie stepped aside without another word, letting her best friend storm into her house. Caroline kicked off her heels and fell face-first onto Bonnie's sofa, screaming into the throw pillow. Bonnie watched with wide eyes, waiting for her to finish. After a few moments, she pulled her face out of the pillow and stood up, her face flushed from exhaustion and anger.

"I am going to kill him," growled Caroline, clenching her hands into fists. Bonnie raised her eyebrows, waiting for an explanation. Caroline took a deep breath, trying to calm her erratic emotions. Klaus Mikaelson was going to be the death of her. She could just sense it.

She had woken up in the limo to find herself snuggled into the Hybrid's side, her feet kicked up onto the car seat. When she realized who she was cuddling with, she flinched back against the opposite door, baring her fangs at him.

Klaus raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes innocently. "We just got back into Mystic Falls."

Caroline nodded, her breathing unnaturally fast. "Take me to Bonnie's."

One of Klaus's eyebrows rose up higher than the other, but he didn't say or do anything other than nod. She slumped back against the door, bringing a hand up to her forehead. She couldn't let herself fall asleep around Klaus; he was a powerful vampire who could probably get into her head whenever he wanted to.

The limo pulled up outside Bonnie's house faster than Caroline had expected. Not that she was disappointed. Klaus got out of the limo and shot around to the other side to hold the door open for Caroline, smiling angelically at her as she got out, a disapproving frown on her face. He wasn't honestly planning on walking her to the door, was he?

"Don't worry, love, I know the witch doesn't appreciate my company," said Klaus, as though he had read her thoughts. Caroline's eyes flashed up to meet his, but she looked down again before he could catch the fear in her eyes. She couldn't even imagine what would happen if Klaus could read minds. Shuddering, she pushed the thought out of her head.

Before she could walk around Klaus and up Bonnie's driveway, he reached out and pulled her hair over her shoulders, running his fingers through the blonde curls. His eyes sought hers out, a passionate look burning in sea of blue. "You look absolutely stunning when your hair is curly." Klaus's mouth curved into a smirk and he winked as he voiced his afterthought. "The wild look suits you, love."

Caroline pushed his hands away, her eyebrows furrowing together. "I told you, Klaus. The cheesy compliments won't get you anywhere, so it's about time that you give up."

He leaned in until his face was only an inch away from hers, his eyes looking right into her baby blue orbs. For some reason, Caroline found that she couldn't look away. It was as though those goddamn cornflower eyes were magnets, keeping her gaze in place. When he spoke, his voice was low and raspy, sending shivers down her spine. "Never."

Before she could reply, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. It wasn't the deep, passionate kiss that he wanted to give her, but he knew that the tiniest brush of lips would provoke her more than anything. Caroline's eyes widened as she felt his burning lips touch hers, and she felt her eyes close involuntarily, letting her lose herself in the kiss. Kissing Klaus in her dreams was, as much as she didn't want to admit it, very nice, but kissing him as Caroline and not as Charlotte, Camilla or Candace was a feeling of its own. She had to fight the urge to wrap her hands around his neck in the few seconds that the kiss actually lasted.

When he pulled away, Caroline didn't have to fake the look of shock on her face. She wasn't surprised that he was a good kisser, but rather that he had actually kissed her. Suddenly, she felt rage build up in her system. Before she could lash out at him, Klaus darted back into the limo and it sped away, leaving a very angry Caroline in its wake.

"You bastard!" Caroline screamed, ignoring the fact that the neighbors could probably hear her more than Klaus could. In response, the taillights of the limo flashed twice, and she could just imagine the smug response Klaus was thinking of as he drove away.

Caroline looked up at Bonnie with no idea of how to explain this all to her. Shaking her head, she folded her arms across her chest and tilted her nose upwards. "There is no way I'm going to sleep tonight until I have that spell on me."

"Wait, Car – "

"No, Bon!" Caroline screeched, her face flushing red all over again. Her emotions were at an all time high that night, and she couldn't help but lash out at the smallest of things. "I don't think you understand! I can not sleep until I know that I'll be able to control these dreams."

"I didn't say I wouldn't do the spell," said Bonnie evenly, the irritation apparent in her voice. "But there's a side effect that you have to know about before I do it."

"Whatever it is, it can't be worse than this."

Bonnie covered up her snicker with a cough. "I wouldn't be so sure. You'll have your own mind, that's for sure, but you're going to have the same feelings for Klaus that those girls did."

Caroline paused, taking in what Bonnie had just said. She had seen what those feelings could do in real life, let alone in an uncontrolled dream. If Bonnie did the spell on her, then she wouldn't have an excuse for enjoying the dreams because she should be able to control them. If there was one person who was bad with uncontrolled feelings of affection, it was Caroline. She looked up at Bonnie, her eyes wide. "Well shit."

Bonnie smirked. "Yeah. So if you don't want to do it – "

"Whoa, whoa," Caroline raised her eyebrows, her defensive side back up. "I never said I didn't want to do it. I can handle myself."

Bonnie widened her eyes incredulously, something Caroline chose to ignore. She walked up to the witch and stopped in front of her, spreading her arms out wide. "Okay, now do the spell so I can go home and sleep in peace."

"Uh-uh," Bonnie folded her arms across her chest, mirroring Caroline's previous stance. "If you want me to do the spell, you're going to do a sleep test right here."

Caroline groaned. "What're you talking about?"

"Sleepover," replied Bonnie, shrugging as though it was obvious. "We won't know if the spell worked for sure unless I monitor your sleep to see what happens."

"You're going to stay up for the whole night?" asked Caroline, raising her eyebrows. Bonnie nodded, her expression making it clear that the decision was final. With a sigh, Caroline nodded in defeat. "Fine. Now can you please do the spell?"

Rolling her eyes, Bonnie pulled a candle out from under the coffee table and set it on the ground, motioning for Caroline to sit down across from her. She reached out and took Caroline's hands, closing her eyes. For a few moments, the girls sat in silence, holding hands around the flaming candle.

Suddenly, Bonnie's eyes flashed open, and she dropped Caroline's hands. "There. All done."

Caroline frowned, surprised by the simplicity of the spell, but she knew better than to question the witch. Bonnie looked at Caroline, her expression unreadable. "Well, let's give it a try."

Pressing her lips together, Caroline got up off the floor and laid down on the couch, tucking her head into her elbow. Bonnie sat in the armchair opposite the couch, a cautious look in her eyes. "So why exactly did Klaus kidnap you today?"

Taking a deep breath, Caroline went into what just might have been the world's longest rant as she explained everything that had happened. She made sure, however, to leave out some very specific parts, such as how he managed to calm her down or how his eyes lit up when she came out wearing the dress. And most importantly, Caroline was sure to leave out the kiss. She knew that if Bonnie found out that she hadn't ripped his head off for kissing her, she would start to suspect that Caroline really liked him. Which she didn't.

Bonnie laughed when Caroline finally finished, both at her story and at her drooping eyelids. "He's trying to woo you, Care. Don't get caught in his web."

"Please. I'm Caroline fucking Forbes," mumbled Caroline, her eyes beginning to close. "People get caught in my web."

The last thing Caroline heard before she drifted off to sleep was the sound of Bonnie chuckling to herself.

Camilla ran her fingers through her loose blonde waves, letting out an exhausted sigh. Alone at last. She had had a rough day of playing the perfect hostess for more than twelve hours for her father's annual ball, and she couldn't wait to climb into bed. She had just pulled on her favorite white lace nightgown that her mother brought her from India, and she was more than ready for a good night's sleep.

After blowing out the candles, Camilla walked blindly towards her bed. Suddenly, she felt something whiz by her, ruffling her nightgown. She whirled around, fear taking over her emotions, but there was no one there. Walking backwards towards her bed, she looked around the dark room wildly for any sign of motion. She knew she hadn't imagined the sudden wind, but what was it?

Suddenly, a pair of hands shot out from behind her and wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. Before she could scream, she felt a pair of soft lips at her neck, kissing their way down to her collarbone. She pulled away, whirling around to face the culprit. Though she wasn't a vampire, a growl escaped her lips when she saw who it was.

Niklaus's lips stretched into a smirk at the sound of such a harmless girl growling. "Well, aren't we feisty today?"

"What are you doing here, Niklaus?" asked Camilla, raising her nose into the air, exuding confidence even though she was terrified. He shot forward to close the gap between them again, ignoring her gasp of surprise.

"Is it wrong to want to see the woman who holds every last ounce of my interest?" asked Niklaus, bringing his lips down to meet hers. However, Camilla tilted her head away at the last second so that his lips landed on her cheek instead. She sighed as he kissed his way down to her jaw, trying to push him away with little success.

"You are not getting lucky again," she said, raising her eyebrows as he looked up at her with a suggestive expression. "So don't bother trying."

Before she could take another breath after finishing her sentence, Niklaus leaned in and took her lips between his. Camilla let out a groan of defeat as he coaxed her mouth open; he knew more than anyone that kissing was her biggest weakness.

He dipped her head back as he kissed her, one hand supporting the back of her neck while the other rested on her waist. Unable to resist, Camilla wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him closer. He suddenly pulled away, an irresistible smirk on his lips. "What was that about not getting lucky again?"

Camilla glared up at him for a few moments before giving him a rough shove. She attempted to walk around him towards the door, but he stepped in front of her to block her, grabbing her shoulders. He looked down at her, his eyes wide. "I was just joking, Camilla. I love you. You know that more than anyone else."

"Well, I don't love you," snapped Camilla, still hurt by his comment. Niklaus laughed, wrapping his arms around her waist. He leaned down until their foreheads were touching and he was looking right into her baby blue eyes.

"Really, now?" he asked, pressing his lips ever so slightly against hers. She took in a deep, shuddering breath, but managed to nod her head. Niklaus laughed against her lips, his chest rumbling with each movement. "We'll see about that."

Before Camilla could regain her confidence, he pushed her against the wall, kissing her like there was no tomorrow. She clutched at the front of his shirt as his tongue danced with hers, sending her into her perfect fantasy. He finally pulled away to allow her to breathe, but she found that her breath stuck in her throat when she saw the lustful look in his eyes. He leaned in again to kiss her neck, and her eyes widened as he moved lower… and lower… and –

"Caroline!"

Caroline swung around blindly, infuriated. Who dared to wake her up in the middle of such a good dream? She opened her eyes the tiniest bit, squinting to block the light, but they widened when she took in Bonnie's living room.

Bonnie was kneeling beside the couch, bent over with laughter. Jamie was standing behind her, an amused expression on his face. Caroline propped herself up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "W-what happened?"

Bonnie took one look at Caroline and began laughing all over again, tearing up. Rolling his eyes, Jamie pulled Bonnie off the floor and set her in the armchair. He then turned to Caroline, an apologetic look on his face. "You, er, you were moaning in your sleep. A lot."

Caroline's eyes widened, and she felt herself go beet-red. Bonnie finally managed to control her laughter, but her lips still quivered as she spoke. "You were so loud that you woke Jamie up. We couldn't get you to stop."

Caroline dropped her face into her hands, trying to ignore the sounds of Bonnie's renewed laughter. Caroline felt her blood go cold when she realized that she must have been moaning during her dream in the limo. Which meant that Klaus probably heard exactly what Bonnie and Jamie had to endure. She squeezed her eyes shut, taking deep breaths. "Alright. This may be harder than I expected."

"Practice, Caroline," Bonnie snickered, moments away from another laugh attack. "Lots and lots of practice."

Caroline rolled her eyes at the innuendo. "Oh, shut up!"

Just outside Bonnie's house, Klaus was smirking inside his black Mercedes. It was quite satisfying to see what his presence in a dream alone could do to his baby vampire. It just showed him how much more he could give her. Klaus knew that Caroline wouldn't be able to help herself for much longer, especially since the witch wouldn't be able to be at her side all the time. In a way, the spell the witch cast was helping him. This way, Caroline would have no other excuse for her actions in her dreams. And the frustration had to be killing her, because it sure was killing him.

In response to the review asking about the hearts of vampires and if they can blush, yes! They actually do have hearts, because you can kill a vampire by ripping out their heart. And a person blushes because of the blood rushing to their face, and vampires have blood (seeing as you need a vampire's blood to transition) so they should be able to blush.

Gah! Thank you to everyone for your amazing reviews! storylover3, Shay, DGfleetfox , kp, lily94 , MysteryDream3 , Crimson-Kiss17 , luvit81, babyvfan , PsychVamp , Betseyjill, IWillLoveYouAlwaysAndNever. Seriously, your reviews motivate me so much. You guys are awesome 3

Like I said, next chapter should be up either tomorrow or the day after. Till next time!