Merry Christmas everyone! Hope you had a great day and that Santa brough all of you whatever you wanted! ;) And here I am with another update! As always a really really big thank you to all the reviewers and subscribers! Seriously guys I don't know what to say! Your feedback for my story is AAmazing and I honestly cannot believe it! Thank you sooo much, sweethearts! *hugs and kisses to everyone* So, chapter nine! Enjoy!


Chapter 9

I Knew You Were Trouble

The things that I remember best - those are the things I wasn't supposed to do and I did them anyway. The thing is life is too damn short to be following these rules.

"So, the purpose of all that was for us to spend time together, which implies talking…" Klaus trailed off matter-of-factly. He and Caroline were sitting peacefully, a glass of wine each, as their gaze was lingering at New York City's bright lights in front of them. However, Klaus' was not accustomed to silence, at least not when he was with Caroline. Although the blonde beauty refused to open up to him, she surely wasn't the silent type she was trying to pull off now.

"I'm not talking to you." She replied with her gaze still steady in front of her.

"Why?" he asked perplexed.

"Cause you trapped me into coming here!" Caroline took a sip from her wine. She shouldn't have come because, let's face it, he had his way with her. She should have known that all that was a trap in order for him to gain what he wanted. God, why did she always have to fall for it?

"Sweetheart, I just did as you wished." He looked at her through his eyelashes with a boyish smirk and gestured at the still closed package.

"Don't sweetheart me!" she eyed him. "Did you plan on spilling coffee on my sweeter too in order to step in and show one more time how ridiculously of an overachiever you are?"

"No offence, but that's insane, love! That was indeed an accident." Klaus spoke. "As for the rest" he smiled naughtily "well, let's just say that I can put two and two together and get my way."

"My thoughts exactly! Everything was a set up!" Caroline groaned and shook her head, returning her gaze once again in front. She was so mad at herself for even deciding to stay.

"Caroline…" he said seriously. "I want to get to know you! Is it that bad?"

"Yes!" she replied quickly.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you to!" she groaned once more.

Klaus eyed her. What was with that woman that made him chase her that hard? Some months ago he wouldn't give a damn about her from the first time she refused him, but now… Now, he just wanted to miraculously make her reveal all her secrets and finally get her to trust him. Trust, he thought… Wasn't it something everyone was unwilling to do?

"Would you like at least to see your sweater?" Klaus tapped the red box on the table.

Caroline looked from the box to him and back to it. A glimpse won't hurt her, right? "Fine!" she huffed and placed the box on her lap, before undoing the ribbon. "How did you even find the exact same?" she blurted while opening the box. "The shop is" she paused as her eyes caught the garment inside "closed." Caroline ended her sentence absentminded and Klaus smiled.

Her eyes roamed over the piece of clothing while her hands moved to push aside the light red tissue paper. The cheap forest green V-neck sweater she was expecting to come across with was replaced by a cream boat neck one. It was beautifully decorated by a delicate knit design with hints of light gold and Caroline caught her hands urging to touch it. Softness and warmness met her right hand and Caroline was one hundred percent sure that it was purely made out of cashmere. Quickly her head shot up at the man across her.

"That's… That's not my sweater." She gulped.

"I know." He simply stated.

"I don't know what to say." Caroline laughed awkwardly, once again running a hand over the soft garment.

"Do you like it?" Klaus asked.

"You're kidding? That's beautiful." She smiled. "But I can't accept it… It must have cost a fortune."

"Nonsense! I ruin yours, I replace it." He insisted.

"That's not only replacing it." she pointed out.

"Well, I don't see what's wrong in improving it too?" Klaus smirked playfully and she sighed with a smile.

"That's not right." She argued once more.

"I stopped doing what's right a long time ago. Now, that sweater is yours! End of discussion!"

"But-"

"Caroline…" he cut her off and raised his eyebrows at her.

"Alright!" she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "But for the record, I'm too smart to be seduced by you and your expensive gifts."

"That's why I like you." Klaus gave her a dimple smile and brought the glass to his lips. Caroline couldn't help but give him a small smile too. Whether she liked to admit it or not, she was a little fluttered by the attention. Closing the box securely once again and putting it next to her feet, she took her glass of wine in her hands.

"I'm sorry about yesterday." She then heard herself saying.

"For what?"

"For being so…vulnerable in front of you." Caroline focused on the maroon liquid, not daring to meet his piercing eyes.

"Everyone has their bad times." Klaus shrugged.

"I don't like people seeing me like that… Not even my friends." She went on, ashamed of herself. Breaking down in front of others was so not Caroline.

"That's too bad because" he smiled "it's kinda beautiful." Caroline smiled lightly looking at her lap.

"Wanna talk about it?" he continued.

"No, not really…" she looked at him, shaking her head.

"Fair enough…" he breathed, his baby blue eyes warm upon her. "So, what about twenty questions?"

"What?" Caroline spoke amused.

"Why not? It'll save us from the fear of talking about personal stuff." His tone turned bitter at the end.

"Depends on the questions." She raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I promise I'll be a perfect gentleman!" Klaus gave her the genuine dimple smile she liked seeing.

"Alright!" she popped a purple grape in her mouth. "Shoot!"

"Let's start with the easy ones; birthday." Klaus started.

"10th of March. What about you?"

"May 16." He replied quickly.

"So, you're a Taurus… Figures!" Caroline snorted.

"I never understood that crazy female obsession with astrology." Klaus rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, you men can first overcome your obsession with fast cars and then talk about ours, thank you very much!" she gave him a fake smile.

"Sweetheart, fast cars is not an obsession; it's a way of life." He corrected her in a clever tone.

"Whatever! You know rumor has it that men with big and fast cars usually try to compensate for something else… And you happen to have one of those cars…" she pointed out alluring and tried hard not to laugh.

Klaus nearly choked his wine. "I most definitely not have the need to compensate for anything, sweetheart." He replied with confidence.

"Gosh! You men are sooo predictable!" she laughed.

"If you want proof, all you have to do is ask." Klaus formed his infamous naughty smirk, taking a sip from his wine.

"Phlease! Keep it to yourself! Or to your… pants for that matter!" Caroline made an awkward hand gesture and closed her eyes, to shake away the images. She could feel the blood reddening her cheeks.

Klaus chuckled; he adored seeing her all ashamed and clumsy. "Let's move on then; shall we?" she simply nodded. "Favorite song of all time."

"Hmm…" Caroline made a thinking expression "Bed of roses, Jon Bon Jovi."

"Nice choice; Bon Jovi is actually Stefan's favorite. He's not that bad but I'm more of a Guns n Roses type." Klaus shrugged.

"You and classic rock?" Caroline giggled.

"Is that so hard to believe?" he laughed too. "I can listen to everything! I even like that Taylor Swift song!" Caroline laughed harder and he smiled; he liked seeing her laughing.

"God, that was golden!" she shook her head and brought the glass to her lips, taking some small sips. "Alright… I have one. Which superpower would you like to have?"

"That's easy; invulnerability. For every physical and emotional hurt." He replied seriously, suddenly turning his gaze to his glass with a frown painted on his forehead. "Favorite color?" his tone changed in a blink of an eye, turning amused once again.

"Definitely red. Yours?"

"Whatever you call your eyes." He smiled honestly.

Caroline couldn't help but give him a small shy smile herself. "Seriously? That's your pickup line?"

"I'm sure you've heard worse!" he challenged with a smirk.

"Yeah, you're right! Nothing can overcome the genius "you turn my software into hardware!" one!" she exclaimed.

"What? Don't tell me that somebody actually said that to you?" Klaus laughed surprised.

"Of course he did! That's the advantages of working in a bar with a lot of drunk men rolling around!" she joined him.

"Hmm, let's turn this into a more festive mood…" Klaus continued when their laughter died. "Favorite Christmas present."

"Oh, that's a taught one!" Caroline twirled a blond lock around her right pointer, thinking. "Well, I believe it's a tie between Barbie's Cruise Ship and the white, fluffy bunny I used to have. However, I always wanted a little puppy." She scrunched her nose, in an adorable way that didn't go unnoticed by Klaus, who chuckled. "Favorite Christmas holiday." It was her time to ask and watched as shadows darkened his previously cheerful face.

Klaus took a deep breath, after some seconds of silence. "When I was eight, my family and I went for two days to Boston. It was the first time I saw snow in my life!" he smiled at the memory and Caroline did the same, watching him. "Kol was still a baby but I remember me with Rebekah and Elijah playing and laughing, building snowmen and shaping angels in the snow. I even remember my parents vaguely helping… It's the last memory of being a family. I guess that's why I love snowflakes so much." He chuckled sadly. "But here in New York hardly ever snows so…"

She didn't know why but Caroline felt a bit of sadness enveloping her heart. It was something so lonely and bitter about him describing the, otherwise, happy memory. Behind the powerful and cocky façade, Caroline could take a small glimpse of a man that had so many mysteries hidden in his sleeve. And that almost made her intrigued to learn more.

"I guess it's running late, don't you think?" Klaus sighed, interrupting her thoughts. He sat up on his chair, his light blue eyes some shades darker for some unknown reason.

"Yeah." Caroline answered in simplicity. "I should get going." She stood up.

"Let me drive you home." Klaus did the same.

"It's ok!" she waved a hand. "I can manage; don't worry." She offered him a smile and he forced one back.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, yeah…" she had seen the way her question affected him so she just wanted to skip all that awkward part. "So thank you for the sweater and all that…" Caroline took the box and started walking backwards.

"Don't mention it." He shrugged.

"Right… Well, good night." she blurted and turned to leave.

"Caroline!" he shouted behind her, bringing a hand on his forehead, cursing for his childish and stupid reaction. "I have one last question." She waited patiently. "Would I be able to take you out once again? I mean without arguing with you or spilling coffee on your clothes…" he joked and she let a soft giggle.

"Maybe…" she shrugged and bit her down lip. "If you're lucky…" her hand rested on the door handle. "But just so you know, I had a nice time today…" Caroline smiled shyly over her shoulder. Klaus didn't say anything; just formed a sweet crooked smile, totally satisfied with himself. Yes, Klaus Mikaelson was a trouble after all…


"Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling too… Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you…"

Caroline was humming cheerfully along with the music player, as she was carefully decorating the rather big Christmas tree for their small, but warm, living room. From early that morning Caroline was in hyper mood, dancing around the house placing every Christmas decoration you could think of; from golden-reddish garlands and little stars to green and red Santa Claus socks on top of the fireplace. Seriously, this year she had overdone herself! However, the variety of ornaments didn't spoil the motif; in fact it just made the ultimate Christmas décor.

Lighting the tree, the young blonde smiled to herself. Ever since she could remember herself, she adored Christmas. It was her favorite holiday, her favorite time of the year. She always used to be three months prior excited about all the decorations and the presents and generally the festive feeling going on. And this year was no exception! With every ornament she grabbed, it came also another story, another memory, almost all of them involving her and Elena; her bestest friend, the one that was helping her nonstop from the morning, tolerating her aggravating boss mode with only playful eye rolls and giggles. The one that was now in the kitchen, assisting her father in baking all the delicious Christmas goodies Caroline practically was in love with.

"Alright, that's the last one." Tyler placed a large brown box with sound on the coffee table. Somewhere around noon, he had also made an appearance and of course was convinced-technically forced-to tag along.

"Thanks, Ty!" Caroline smiled as she moved to examine its contents.

"Sooo… Aren't we over yet? I'm bored!" he sighed, throwing himself on the couch.

"Don't be a Grinch! It's Christmas!" Caroline frowned, like he had offended her.

"Typical Forbes…" Tyler murmured.

"Hey, Care is right!" Elena appeared, holding a tray with three grey mugs. "And FYI, I don't like your pout face." She teased him while placing it on the coffee table.

"Well, that's very nice of you, Lena! Thank you!" he teased back.

Caroline sat beside Tyler and curled her legs under her, grabbing a mug. The smell of warm cocoa made her smile as memories of little her and Elena sitting near the fireplace and drinking cocoa while waiting for Santa stormed in her mind.

"God, I'm exhausted!" Elena groaned as she threw herself on the armchair and lay her feet on Tyler's. "I decorated the house with Damon yesterday, I came here today to help too…" she blurted. "I love Christmas but it was so much easier when we were younger!"

"My thoughts exactly!" Tyler raised his mug at her and nodded.

"Come on you guys! Yeah, I get it, it's tiring but don't tell me that you aren't a little delighted by the sight!" Caroline smiled sweetly as the three of them glared up at the lit tree. Of course they agreed.

Elena took a sip from her cocoa and sighed pleased. "So, Ty you're gonna have Christmas dinner with your folks?"

"Yeah. It's the rare occasion that I'm here so I want to spend some time with them. But I'll come by you guys later."

"Okay! Our place, same gang!" the brunette smiled.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help?" Caroline asked.

"Nope!" her friend refused. "I told you this year I want you all relaxed and joyful! No bossy housewife!" the three laughed softly.

"Alright! As you wish, Mrs. Salvatore!" she shrugged with a smile. Elena returned it and after leaving her mug on the coffee table, she turned her attention to the laundry basket that was long before forgotten next to the chair.

"Elena, did someone hired you to be my maid or something?" Caroline spoke amused by her actions.

"Well, I feel a little Christmassy!" she chuckled and started folding the clothes, throwing her long chocolate hair over her shoulders.

"I love you, Elena Amelia Gilbert Salvatore!" the blonde squealed with delight, only to be cut off by Tyler's mobile.

Digging inside his left pocket, Tyler brought his phone to his sight and frowned. Hesitating for a moment, he quickly put it in silent mode and placed it backwards on the coffee table.

Caroline raised an eyebrow; from the quick glance she managed to take, she saw Haley's picture popping on the screen.

"Ty… Aren't you gonna answer?" she spoke cautiously.

"Nah…" he shook his head looking at his mug.

"But why? It's Haley!"

"I know, Caroline. I just can't now." Tyler snapped at her.

"Is there something you want to tell us, T?" Elena spoke at the same tone, abandoning the blouse she has folding.

"Guys, it's nothing!" he sighed. "I just… I just want to spend some time with you, without distractions." He replied slowly. "I missed you." He admitted sincerely, as his eyes met Caroline's, who gave him a small smile. Something was off and she of course was worried for him.

Elena's expression mirrored her own when the two girls shared a look. However, neither said anything; if Tyler wanted to talk he would do it in his own terms.

"Wow!" Elena suddenly exclaimed. "That's so beautiful, Caroline."

Raising her eyes to her friend, Caroline practically felt them going wide. With an expression of confusion and awe, Elena was examining nothing else but the sweater Klaus had bought for her the other day. Of course, in the rare occasion Elena occupied herself with laundry –she practically hated it- all the universe would suddenly conspire against Caroline. Well, just her luck.

"Um, thanks." She replied and sifted uneasy on her seat.

"When did you buy it? You haven't gone shopping since the day I wanted a dress for my wedding anniversary…" Elena noticed. Damn her observation!

"Well, I didn't… It was a gift." She threw her hair over her shoulder trying to look aloof.

"From whom?" she raised a brow.

Caroline thought about lying for a minute. However, a. she was a terrible liar and b. she couldn't really keep a secret from Elena. "From Klaus…" she quickly replied, muffling her answer by taking a sip from her cocoa.

"What?" the other woman exclaimed in total surprise.

"Who is Klaus?" Tyler found the time to interfere.

Elena turned to him with a fake smile. "Well, you know Klaus Mikaelson right?"

"Yeah, yeah I do… He's the publisher of The Observer, right?" Tyler nodded.

"And many more." She nodded too. "And he was also at our charity game the other night. Do you remember why?"

"Elena…" Caroline gave her a warning look which both she and Tyler ignored.

"He was with his brother and some other guy…"

"Wrong answer!" the brunette grimaced. "He was there for our friend here." She gestured at Caroline.

"What?" it was Tyler's time to act surprised.

"Remind me again to kill you when this conversation is over!" she waved a finger to Elena. "Guys, it's not such a big deal!"

"You know Klaus Mikaelson in person and you're telling me that it's not a big deal?" Tyler went on.

Caroline grimaced and held a hand in front of his face. "You're a little behind into this whole thing so I'd appreciated if you hold your horses!"

"But how?" he exclaimed perplexed.

"He saw her at the bar and then started following her around like a lost puppy; the rest is history." Elena blurted quickly, not paying much attention to him. "Now, care to explain this one?" she waved the blouse in the air. "Are you accepting his gifts now?"

"I'm not!" Caroline said a little louder. "I just..." she sighed trying to find the right words. "He spilled coffee on my sweater and insisted in replacing it! I didn't know what to do!"

"How about you return it? At least you did once!"

"It was not like that! I was being polite!"

"Caroline…. Please don't tell me that you're cracking up?" Elena took a deep breath.

"Cracking-what?" the blonde threw her hands in the air. "It's just a sweater!"

"Yeah, an expensive, full cashmere sweater!" she corrected with a judgy look.

"Elena, I don't want to get involved with him the way you think." She explained. "We are just hanging out. I don't see the harm in having a social life apart from you and Damon."

"And you just found the right one!" the other girl snorted. "Caroline, Klaus can't be trusted. He is a womanizer and a total jerk."

"I know that! And I most certainly know how to take care of myself. I explained to him that I'm not interesting in something more and he gets that!"

Elena eyed her skeptically; she surely didn't like the way her friend was acting. "Fine." She sighed. "Just pleeease be careful, ok?"

"Yeah Elena… I will…" she offered her a small reassuring smile.

"Now, care to fill me up?" Tyler popped up once again. Caroline sighed; Elena was such a ruiner!


Klaus got out of the elevator and navigated himself easily through the busy halls, nodding politely here and there. As always, there was another busy day at Pierce Enterprises Inc. Arriving at the elegant brown and white foyer, she exchanged smiles with the secretary and turned his gaze to the big glass wall that separated the foyer from her own office. Katherine, dressed in an elegant tiffany blue chiffon dress shirt paired up with a dark blue high waist pencil skirt and salmon pink stiletto pumps, was engaged in a heated conversation with three men. Noticing him standing, she spoke something and then dismissed them with an authorizing look. Klaus smiled; sometimes it was hard for him to believe that the woman she was now running a real estate and construction company was once the little girl he got to scare with fake snakes.

"Wow! You sure know how to boss around!" Klaus teased while walking inside her office.

"Well, I learnt from the best!" Katherine teased back with a sweet smile. "Good morning."

"Morning, Kat." He replied as they kissed on the cheek. "How are you?"

"Fine." She replied half-hearted.

"Is everything ok?" Klaus frowned at the tone of his friend.

"Yeah, yeah…"

"Katherine…"

She sighed. "It's nothing really. I just, I was late again and I took the test." Her eyes met Klaus' anticipating ones. "I'm not pregnant." She finished her sentence with a sad shrug.

Klaus looked at the ground. It was so unfair; Elijah and Katherine were trying so hard but every time it led them to disappointment. Both of them loved children and after being married for six years they wanted to extend their family. However, it appeared more hard than they thought it would, causing them stress and desperation, especially to Katherine.

"Hey, don't worry. You two are still young. I'm sure everything will be ok and soon enough we'll have a little one in the family." He smiled encouraging to her and rubbed her arm.

"Thanks." She forced a smile back and closed her eyes to shake away the bad thoughts. "So what brings you here?" she asked taking her seat behind her amber and grey office desk.

"I was in the neighborhood and thought why not come up and say hi." He smiled, his eyes roaming absentminded around the same color room. "Plus, thank yous are in order."

Katherine's face lit up. "You gave it to her? What did she say?"

"She of course found it beautiful. And she kept it." Klaus gave her a wide pleased smile, rewinding in his mind Caroline's reaction to the sweater.

"I knew it!" Katherine squealed happily. "Told you, you could trust me mister!"

"Yeah, yeah… I admit it, you are a life savior!" he raised his arms in surrender.

"Well, thank you darling!" she smirked, throwing proudly her heavy brunette locks over her shoulder. "Anyway, so what happened next?" she asked curiously.

"I told you I set up the terrace and all and we sat and talked…"

"That's all?" she raised a brow.

"Yeah."

"Who are you and what did you do to all time horny Nik?" Katherine narrowed her eyes at him, not believing what he just said.

Klaus chuckled. "Kat… I told you she's feisty."

"You did feisty before." She pointed out.

"Let's just say that she is different." Klaus shrugged.

"I can see that…" Katherine gave him a crooked, thoughtful smile while examining him.

"That's why I'm here… I want some more of your female wisdom!" he went on.

"Of course you do!" she sighed. "At your services then. What do you want?"

"Well, that's the problem." Klaus sat up and leaned more to her office desk. "I don't know what to do now. I mean we hung out and talked but now what? Do I chase her again?"

Katherine pushed her light pink lips together in thinking. "I say you don't do anything." Klaus looked her perplexed. "I mean you did all that; now it's her time to do something."

"I don't think she will…" he admitted.

"I wouldn't be that sure." She smiled. "Trust me; I have a feeling she will."

Klaus smiled back; something about her tone oozed sertainty. "Let's hope she will then."


It was a beautiful day; shiny and without the annoying piercing cold. Pacing lightly on the pavement in front of the small coffee shop she was working, Caroline took a glimpse of the clock on the screen of her mobile. 3.10... Five more minutes, she thought as she shove it back in her pea coat pocket. Folding her arms over her chest she stared at her brown boots, thinking if she still could turn away and leave.

You see Caroline Forbes was meeting Klaus Mikaelson again. And this time the initiative was all hers. She didn't know what got into her or why she had thought about it in the first place. Maybe it was all that Christmas spirit or her general ability to act like a total helpless romantic and show everyone her compassionate side. Whatever it was, she was so reconsidering right now. Yeah, coward did belong to her endless list of character abilities.

It was also totally unexpected that she actually thought about it. She was Christmas shopping yesterday with Elena when it struck her. Like every year she had bought everyone a little gift – this year Tyler too - and she felt pretty excited with herself. A shop with paintings lit the match; and especially a particular one. At the center of the window there was a giant painting of snowflakes and for some odd reason it made Caroline think of Klaus. And a top that, she also felt bad that she didn't buy anything for him. Doesn't matter how many times she tried to tell herself that he was just an acquaintance and she didn't have to buy him anything, she still couldn't find peace. Yeah, stupid compassionate side of her.

The gift hunting however wasn't successful. She simply didn't know what to get him; she didn't know his likes, his dislikes, she practically didn't know anything about him. The only thing that Caroline knew was that a certain question of hers made him uneasy and even managed to make him a little more "human" to her. And she liked that; the fact that even for one minute she got to sense another side of his character, away of all the fame and bluster. So here she was waiting for him and hoping that her idea wouldn't aggravate him more or make him laugh at her. God, her tendency to be good to everyone would surely be the end of her.

With a sigh, she shook her thoughts away and raised her face only to see the well-known publisher walking towards her. Jeans, Henley shirt and suit jacket were all in black, making his slim silhouette even more attractive to any woman's eyes, in perfect contradiction with his angel like face that was now lit by a wide warm smile.

"Hello, love. Pleasure to meet you again." Klaus greeted her.

"Hi." She offered him a hesitant smile.

"Well, in what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Alright, this is me taking a huge chance on you because my instincts are screaming you're full of shit" Caroline blurted.

"You thought otherwise the other night…" he titled his head amused.

"Whatever!" she frowned. "So, let's go then." She started walking.

"To where?" Klaus asked perplexed only for Caroline to grab him by his suit jacket with a groan and drag him behind her.


"I hate the subway!" Klaus groaned.

"In order to hate something you have to have tried it before and I don't believe that you did, golden boy." She replied not paying much attention to him.

"Believe it or not, I have done that horrible mistake once or twice." He grimaced, as a big scary guy pushed him to the side in order to pass.

"Oh the horror!" Caroline exclaimed in fake fear. "Sucks to be an ordinary person, huh?" she gave him a challenging look.

"I wouldn't put it like that." The publisher shot back with the same look.

"Let's just enjoy a nice silent ride, ok? Before I succumb to the need to push you through the window." Caroline suggested with a fake smile.

Klaus just shrugged, averting his puppy dog eyes upon her. Caroline huffed annoyed and turned in front. He smiled; he was so amused by her adorable reactions. And, honestly, the subway ride wasn't that bad. Due to the large amount of people, they had no other choice but to stand the one in front of the other and in very close proximity, much to his delight. She was practically resting in front of him, with her delicate fingers wrapped on a pole under his and his blond locks just inches away from his lips. Throwing them over her shoulder, Klaus smirked as her beautiful feminine scent filled his senses; it smelled like strawberries and vanilla and sunshine. It surely mesmerized him.

The subway stopped and more people got inside the already packed vehicle, causing Klaus to move further closer to her, now his chest barely touching her back with every breath he took. The heat was starting to get annoying and Caroline grabbed her long locks in one hand leaving her porcelain neck exposed to him. His eyes of course noticed and thoughts of his tongue caressing the smooth ivory neck appeared in his mind. If only this was nothing, she unbuttoned her coat in a sift movement, giving him a perfect glimpse of the hem of a lacey black bra as her blouse accidentaly had slid lower. Klaus swallowed hard feeling his whole body stiffen at the sight. The little revelation was only there to tantalize him, intriguing him to run his hand over that tiny excuse of a blouse and enjoy more of her. Feeling his urges trying to take control over his body, Klaus turned his head to the opposite direction, away of the temptation.

Hopefully, he didn't have to endure more of it as two stops later they finally got off the hideous piece of transportation and the cold air managed to cool down his animalistic instincts.

"So, when I got to find out where you're taking me?" Klaus asked when he was sure his husky voice won't betray him.

"Be patient! We're here." Caroline replied as they turned to the corner and came across Empire – Fulton Ferry Park.

Klaus frowned. "You brought me to a park?" he asked as they made their way through it.

"Gosh, can you just wait?" she groaned. "It's more than meets the eye!"

Walking a little further in silence, they finally arrived in the field area under the bridge, causing Klaus' jaw drop and Caroline smile like a child at Christmas Eve. The otherwise green ground was now covered with a thin layer of white fake snow whereas fake snowflakes were dropping nonstop from the sky. People were everywhere; sitting, chatting or strolling with a cup of warm coffee whereas hundreds of people and kids were running around engaged in snow fights, filling the air with giggles and laughs. Klaus was looking around speechless.

"You like?" Caroline elbowed his arm.

"What is this?" Klaus exclaimed surprised and opened his arms looking at the flying snowflakes.

"It's snowing!" she smiled widely. "When we were kids, my dad brought me and Elena here every Christmas to enjoy a little white magic! They do it every year; it's called Winter Wonderland!"

"That's amazing." Klaus smiled dumfounded as he watched a couple with their kids playing in the snow.

"So, you like." She came to the conclusion, pleased with herself.

"But, I don't get it… Why you brought me here?" Klaus turned to face her.

"Well, let's just say I feel a little bad for treating you like a super bitch… Not that you don't make it easy, but still!" she shrugged and Klaus chuckled. "Anyway, I remember you said you liked snow and I think everyone deserves a Christmas gift so…."

"Thank you." He stated honestly with his eyes so warm and loving upon her. No one ever gave Klaus a gift quite like that; a gift from the heart. And that made him admire her compassion even more.

Caroline smiled. "It's my pleasure. Sooo…" she trailed off in an adorable way. "Wanna play?"

"What? No, no!" Klaus shook his head vigorously; that was beyond childish.

She pouted. "Such a shame. Well, I do!" she shrugged playfully and quickly threw a fake snowball on his shoulder. Klaus turned surprised at her, who giggled loudly and run away.

"Oh, you're so dead!" Klaus murmured with a naughty boyish smirk as he run after her.


And the snow fight begins! hahaha! Hope you liked the chapter! You know what to do; spend some minutes and review. Your amazing words are what keeps me writing! Thank you for reading, my lovelies! :)

P.S. In the next chapter our favorite gang is gonna celebrate Christmas Eve and in the second next New Year's Eve. For any of you that are wondering what's going on with Klaus-Stefan-Damon well, prepared to hear an interesting story in New Year's Eve chapter!

Answering guest reviews:

Guest 1 (12/12/12): I'm really happy you liked the date! As you can see, she's already starting to crack up even if she doesn't admit it! Thank you for reading and reviewing!

Guest 2 (12/12/12): He could but I'll leave the kissing for the next chapters! hahaha! :P Thank you for your review!

AgathaN: You're reading it at work? Shut up! I so love you right now! hahaha! Really I'm very honored that you like my story honey! Hope that chapter is of your liking too! :)

Lollip: I'm really happy you do! Thanks for reviewing!

Sanaya: No YOU are amazing! Thank you so much for your wonderful words! Means the world that you like my story! And sorry I didn't mentioned you in the reviews of the previous chapter; I don't know what happened with my mind! :P You have to excuse me, it was reeeally late when I posted it...!

dawn: And I thank you for sticking around and reading my story, darling! :) :)

HRR: Yes, Caroline and Tyler used to be a couple in high school. As for Damon and Klaus will learn more in the second next chapter. Thank you for reading and reviewing!

ilovetvd: Thank you again for your review! Don't worry, she's already starting to crack up! ;)

Guest (12/17/12): Hey sweety! I know Christmas preparations do take a lot of our lives! So don't worry; I understand! :) Caroline for sure is flattered by all the attention. However, 1. she doesn't want to admit it and 2. she doesn't want to get her hopes up cause she didn't have an easy life. There are surely more to her life story that we have yet to discover. Let's just say that she has great trust issues and insecurities. And that's why she is ashamed of her break down in front of Klaus and pushes him away, without really wanting to do it deep inside. Klaus, well, that's all he knows to do. Basically he'd never been to a same situation before. No woman had refused him so many times so he desperately tries to get her attention. Even if that bugs him and he wants to just find another one and forget about Caroline at the end of the day he ends up trying again to make her notice him. And he doesn't like that; so he makes his pride his first priority and chooses not to follow her outside, thinking that like that he doesn't care about her. Like you said, all that is knew to him and Klaus doesn't quite know how or if he needs to open up to her. After all he's a man of power and control and doesn't act irrationaly. Aww, I'm so happy you liked the outside scene and then the coffee one. For the first, I wanted them to interact a little more deeply but not reaveal everything just like that. And yes, Klaus nearly getting hit by cars is an all time classic. I couldn't resist to add it! :P For the second, I wanted something playfull and fluffy in order for Klaus to try once more to gain another chance for a date. Of course he knew what to do next and organize everything in order for Caroline to crack and finally agree to spend time with him. And I knew you could guess that the sweater would a more expensive one! He's Klaus after all; a perfectionist! :P Wow, my reply is indeed huuuge! What can I say I got carried away! hahaha! Anyways, I hope you like this chapter too and I'm dying to read your next review! I literally can't describe how much I like reading them! Thank you so much, honey! Means the world! :) :) :)

Guest (12/24/12): Aww I hope I didn't make you wait that long! Thank you for reading and reviewing!