I know it's been awhile, but I have been so busy with school and I have not had a single moment to myself to sit and write. I'm going to try and post more Chapters to this story this week. I'm so sorry, please enjoy! [[I do not own these characters. I do not own anything]]


Caroline woke up with a pounding in her head, and ringing in her ears. The light in the room blinded her and she winced at the sudden intake of her surroundings. Speaking of surroundings, the quick glance around the room had her utterly confused.

Her first question was, where the hell was she is exactly. This room was not familiar to her. She rubbed her temple for a few seconds and then took a look around the room.

No pictures, nothing to go on and that even annoyed her more. Caroline did notice that she was still wearing the dress from the party the night before. Well at least there was that.

She was pissed at the fact that this was neither Kat's nor Bonnie's house. She lifted herself off the bed and swung her legs to the side. Caroline looked to the other side of the bed, and let out a relieved sigh that no one else had slept in the bed with her.

There was no noise coming from outside the door, so whoever this house belonged to was not up or was not at home. She preferred the latter, but didn't think she would get that lucky.

On the plus side, she could just sneak out and not have to worry about confrontation which was always a good thing. Then again, she wanted to know who the stranger was that decided to bring her to their home.

She looked down at the floor and found her heels, and quickly pulled them on. "I should really just get the hell out of here" Caroline spoke out loud to no one. A sudden rush of nausea hit her though, in panic she found a bathroom that adjoined to the room. She barely made in it time to the to relieve her stomach.

After she was finished, she sat on the cold marble floor for a moment "I will never drink again." She knew for a fact this was by far the worse hangover she had ever had.

Caroline made her way to the sink and turned on the cool water, splashing her face for a moment. After she collected herself, it was adamant that she hurry and leave this place.

The door didn't make a sound as she quietly opened it. She found herself in a hallway which she prayed led to the front door. Before she left she did have a quick look around the nice apartment. After a moment of listening she realized that she was in fact alone.

Maybe god just for the day had taken pity on her. She stopped for a moment with a scowl on her face. For some reason it seemed like this apartment didn't have the home feeling, like her mom's or even Bonnie's did. Caroline felt a pang in her chest at the feeling of loneliness. That is what this apartment felt like.

She looked on the table for anything to give her a clue as in to whom the apartment belonged to but there nothing there that identified them. Caroline did find a piece of paper, and decided to leave a note. Just for appreciation.

Thanks. -C

She didn't want to leave her name because, well people could be real creeps. Finally, after finding the front door she led herself out and found the elevator.

All she needed to do right now was a huge painkiller and to find her friends so she could kill them for letting a stranger, who could have killed her, to take her home for the night.

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Klaus was exhausted. The party from the night before had ended horribly, especially after the drunken blonde, Caroline, had took it upon herself to use him as some sort of "fake boyfriend."

Not that he wasn't flattered, but it annoyed him to no end just knowing she was using him to piss off that Lockwood bloke.

Then she had kept drinking, even after Lockwood had left, and after the fifth drink she was begging to go home. Klaus had tried to find Stefan, because he had seemed to know her, but it seemed he had left him behind. Klaus didn't know who Caroline had showed up with, so there left only one option.

He took her back to his apartment. He choose to flag down a taxi, because he didn't want to bother Louie, especially with the horrendous singing that had came out of Caroline's mouth while they were waiting.

When Klaus had finally gotten her to the apartment, the best part of the night for him had been when she passed out right before they made it through the front door. The dead weight and half dragging her body to his guest bedroom had not been fun.

After placing her in the bed, and placing her heels next to the bed Klaus took a moment to ask himself, "What the hell am I doing?"

He took one glance at the sleeping blonde, and the drool coming from her mouth. In that instant he found Caroline oddly cute, in some weird way. He shook the thoughts away and made his way to the door, turning the lights off in the process.

Sleep didn't come to him that night and when he did dream there was that pesky blonde there to bother him. Mostly it was that annoying singing.

He woke up early in the morning, to early for comfort and did his daily routine. He even stopped for a moment to peek in the guest bedroom. Caroline had the covers over her head, still soundly asleep.

He closed the door, and didn't bother to leave a note. For some reason he didn't want her to know that this was his home. Not that he was ashamed of it, but he just didn't want her to know.

Klaus rode the elevator in heavy silence before finding Louie. The limo driver gave him a nod, "Hello, Mr. Mikaelson. The normal?" Klaus nodded in return, confirming his desire to go to Brewers. He needed strong coffee for this morning.

Cami had tried to initiate a conversation, but his replies had been short. She finally had got the hint and just made his coffee before attending to another customer.

The only person that Klaus had really wanted to talk to was Stefan. When he got to the office that morning though, Stefan had called in saying that he was going to be a few minutes late.

Klaus waited for over fifteen minutes for Stefan to arrive. When the forty-five minute mark hit, Klaus was furious.

After waiting his head snapped up at the soft knock coming from his door. "Come in, Stefan." Klaus sternly yelled. The door opened and the guilty-looking man slowly walked in.

Klaus didn't say a word as Stefan made himself comfortable in a chair. After an unbearable silence, Stefan finally broke it.

"Look man- I'm sorry about last night. I got caught up-" but Stefan was unable to finish his sentence. Klaus glared at him up at him, and Stefan went quiet. Klaus cleared his throat and spoke in a low voice, "Yes, about last night. We need to have a long chat about that."