I hope you like this chapter, this chapter does explain what Caroline is and why they're after her and there are a few Klaroline moments but I think the next 2 chapters will be the major ones instead.

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"He's going to kill you."

"I know." I say resolutely.

"And if he doesn't, then I will." I refuse to let tears fill my eyes and betray me so I keep myself grounded. I smirk instead.

"Not if I kill you first." I say and he cocks his eyebrow.

"You can't."

"I'm more powerful than you, of course I can. Either way…I'll see you in hell." He glares at me and at the others then walks out of the doors as people begin to file back in as if nothing happened. I take in a deep breath and suppress the emptiness I feel. I spin round and grab my cue from the table and shoot getting in the final ball.

"End Game" It certainly is

"I don't understand…" Rebekah says as I straighten and look at her. "Why do they want to kill you? You said that he tortured you, how can your siblings follow them?"

"What do you mean torture?" Klaus eyes Rebekah and his eyes turn to me as I look at him.

"Care, tell him." I can still feel the prickles on my arm telling me that they're still nearby.

"It's not the place for this conversation." I say as I put the cue down.

"Fine, we'll go home, and you finally give us some answers about them." Kol says with narrowed eyes as he walks out of the bar and I sigh as I follow him out.

We reach the mansion and Rebekah hands me a drink as everyone sits in front of the fireplace as if it's story time. Kind of is Care, they would find out eventually. But not everything…

"Let's start with you, how are you a hybrid?" Klaus asks curiously as I purse my lips.

"As Rebekah already knows, I was adopted, Liz isn't my real mom but she raised me from the age of 5. My real mother is a witch. She and Samuel were married, but she had an affair and I was the result of it. I was given away when I was born and then adopted by my mom. When I turned 14 I found out that I had magic. At 15 I found out that I carried the wolf gene, at 17 I was turned into a vampire but didn't lose my magic. 8 months after, Samuel found me. He introduced me to my half siblings, I thought he was going to help me control my magic but he tried to condition me into following his orders instead.

"Condition you how?"

"Torture, he chained me up, burnt me, vervained me, whipped me until I would follow him but I kept refusing. I ran away and came back here. Now they're after me." I take a sip of my drink focusing on the cool liquid to keep my emotions in check.

"Care, why didn't you tell me any of this, I thought I was your friend?" I shake my head at Bonnie.

"Of course you are Bon, but your Grams found out that they were after me so Samuel came after her and-"

"and killed her-"

"making it seem like a natural death." Bonnie's eyes fill with tears. "I wasn't going to put you at risk like that Bon, any of you and that's why I chose not to tell you. I needed some normality Bon, but don't doubt for a second that I didn't tell you because I didn't trust you, I do. I do trust you Bonnie."

"Wait, was that why you left town for 6 months, where they after you?"

"No, I went to visit Bill."

"Bill?"

"My mom's ex, he helped to raise me until he left when I was 13, he was like a dad, a proper, normal dad." Keep it together Care, they can't find out the truth of those 6 months. No one can.

"But why do they want you dead?" Elijah asks in a stoic tone as he sits in his armchair looking and listening to me intently.

"Ever been to New Orleans?" Klaus chuckles and I raise my eyebrow at him in confusion.

"What's so funny?" He shakes his head and stifles his laugh.

"We built New Orleans in the 1800's. We ruled it until we had to leave."

"Because of Mikael, yeah." The air is tense at the mention of the name. "So you were like the royal family of Louisiana?"

"Of course. But Nik here thought of himself as the King of the whole city." Rebekah says snarkily.

"Now, sister, don't be jealous."

"Typical." He raise his eyebrows, "you being King, it's typical. You need a big crown with that gigantic ego." Kol sputters out his scotch as he laughs uncontrollably.

"Good one Caroline, oh god, you fit in perfectly darling."

"Thanks Kol." Klaus rolls his eyes at us as I let out a giggle.

"Caroline, what does New Orleans have to do with this?" Elijah asks.

"Turns out my mother was a New Orleans witch. An ancestral witch. I was born in New Orleans on witch grounds." I look around and they're fascinated by this. "When did you leave New Orleans?"

"1917."

"Hmm, too early. Have you ever heard of the Harvest Ritual?" Kol's eyes snap to mine.

"It's a ritual used in some witch covens where some are sacrificed to ensure the expansion of power of the coven. They're then brought back to life through the reaping." I nod.

"Someone's been doing their homework." I smirk at Kol. "In New Orleans, the witches have ancestral magic."

"So they can only do magic in towns where their ancestors are buried, right?" Bonnie says.

"Yep, during the Harvest, four people are chosen and then brutally killed on a full moon. When the first person dies, their magic is passed on to the next and etcetera. The last person carries all four amounts of magic. When they're killed, it flows into the ground as an offering to the spirit. They have one year to complete this, otherwise the last one, well, they implode because the amount of power they have which takes down New Orleans in the process. After a week, the four are resurrected, which is known as the reaping. Whilst they're dead, they're stuck in a kind of limbo."

"But your mother, she's a…"

"Yep, she's a New Orleans witch. Meaning…" I hint as their eyes widen.

"So are you." Klaus whispers.

"Originally, yes. But me becoming a vampire, switched things round. I wasn't supposed to keep my magic that was only possible because of my wolf gene."

"Wait, so you're a tribrid?"

"Sort of, I still don't understand myself. In genetic terms, yes. In physical standing no. I don't have any werewolf abilities like Klaus has since he's a hybrid but a part of me is human which enables my witch abilities, I'm guessing that that side is my wolf side."

"Wow, that's…wow." Bonnie whispers as she looks at me. I see Klaus staring at me intently trying to figure me out.

"Yeah…"

"So they want to kill you because…" Rebekah says slowly.

"Because I am the one that needs to be sacrificed for the Harvest…" Her eyes widen as she stares at me.

"Sorry darling, but wouldn't you be resurrected during the reaping."

"Nope."

"Because, you're not a normal witch. You're more powerful. Even ancestral magic has boundaries, but you have 'pure' magic. You won't be brought back because you're not categorised as an ancestral witch whose abilities follow those laws." Elijah says as he tries to make sense of it.

"Hit the nail on the head. Well done. They want me dead to complete the ritual and gain more magic at the cost of my life. Kyle, Clarissa and Kamara will all return, I won't."

"Wait, why isn't Kaleb involved in this?"

"The spirits didn't choose him."

"So what are you going to do?" I shrug my shoulders amusedly at Klaus' question.

"Well, first I'm going to make your blood and then I'll figure out the rest."

"Are you kidding me, someone's trying to kill you and the one thing you're focused on is getting him his stupid blood? Unbelievable." Bonnie huffs and sags in her seat as Klaus stares at me.

"Yes Klaus?"

"Nothing, love." I nod and get up making my way to the deep freeze tank as I put on my gloves and goggles. I take the samples out and place them into the test tube. I add some Thiosulphate solution casing the ice to melt immediately. I pipette the solutions out into sample tablets and check them under the microscope for any damage. I put them into new test tubes and place them in a water bath so that they multiply quicker.

"Ok, this should take about 2 hours, I need them to reach an optimum temperature for meiosis."

"My what?" Kol says with squinted eyes as I sigh.

"Cell division Kol." I say as I roll my eyes at him. My phone vibrates and I unlock it to see a message displayed.

Found him.

Atlanta- Desmond Woods. With pack, 3 cabins.

My debt is paid.

I closed my phone not showing any reaction to the message, hoping that the others don't notice my heartbeat quicken for a second.

"So any more questions?" I say as I make my way back to my seat.

"So are the others all witches?" Bonnie asks.

"Nope, Samuel is a normal werewolf but Kaleb, Clarissa, Kamara and Kyle are witch-werewolf hybrids as well. Not to the same extent as me, they're still bound by the rules of nature, they still have to turn every full moon but it doesn't hurt as much."

"How come we've never heard of them?" Klaus asks sceptically.

"They're extremely good at hiding. And just because you're a thousand years old doesn't mean you know all the fish in the sea." Klaus rolls his eyes at me. "Now, if you lot don't mind, I think I'll be going to bed." I get up and flash to my room closing the door behind me. I grab my boots, jacket and gun and place them under my bed. Opening the bottom drawer of the cabinet beside the bed, I take out the picture hidden at the back. The picture of me when I was a baby and the blue eyed man with dark blonde hair as he holds me to him and smiles. Now all you have to do is wait…

5 hours later…

Putting on my boots and jacket, I write a quick note to Klaus and sneak into his room. His quiet snores and even breaths fill the room as he lays on his white sheets shirtless. My eyes run over his defined torso, his bird and feather tattoo peaks out from the cover as his chest rises and fall. Focus Caroline, his is no time to ogle. Shaking my head, I cautiously move to the night stand and lay down my note hoping that he doesn't wake too soon. I sneak back out of his room, carefully closing the door and flash out into his car and pull away.

Klaus

I kept my breathing even as I heard her enter my room, what the hell was she up to? She wouldn't dare try to hurt me. She moved closer to me and I was ready to flash up behind her when she stopped beside my bed. My ears pinpointed the rustling of paper which she laid beside me and then moved back out closing the door quietly, which wasn't quiet at all. The sound of an engine starting made me flash up and look through the window. She was in the car, my car and driving away. I gritted my teeth as I flashed and put on my clothes and looked at the piece of paper she left.

Klaus,

If you wake up and find me gone, don't worry and please don't hurt anyone out of anger. I'll be back soon, promise.

You can trust me.

Caroline x

Don't worry! Where the bloody hell has she gone at 4 in the morning?! I stuff the note into my pocket and flash to the garage grabbing some keys and get into the car and begin to follow her. Thankfully she had only left a few minutes ago and I saw her on the highway following the directions to Atlanta. Why leave in the middle of the night on a two hour journey? Why all the secrecy? I continue to follow her, not getting too close but keeping the car in sight. Whatever she's heading, I'm going to find out.

Caroline

I stop at the side of the road beside Desmond Woods. The road is a vast grey of emptiness, no cars in front or behind. I take out the crumpled picture and smooth it out as I brush my finger of the smiling man. Taking a deep breath I get out of the car and make my way into the waking forest. The sun illuminated the leaves as they began rustling in the burnt shadow of the sky. I focus in on my vampire senses and hear the low murmur of people in the distance. I flash closer and slowly walk closer moving away the branches to see a group of men and women in the clearing in front of 3 cabins. I swallow hard and breathe in slowly as I step out. A few men turn to see me and whistle causing the others to turn around to face me. The three men assume a fighting stance as they snarl at me.

"Who are you?" A man shouts. His dirty blonde hair falls to his shoulders as he wears a white t-shirt and jeans. I raise my hands and step forward.

"I'm not here to cause any trouble. I just need to speak to someone."

"You're a vampire, you shouldn't be here." Another hisses.

"Seriously, I don't want any trouble, I'm looking for Jackson, is he here?" The blonde haired man's stance falls as he looks over me.

"Who wants to know?"

"Caroline Forbes." He nods but looks at me curiously.

"Follow me Caroline Forbes." I lower my hands and walk forward slowly as the crowd parts but hisses at me as I pass. He knocks on the middle cabin and I hear a gravelly voice shout.

"Enter!" The man opens the door for me and I step in to be greeted by the sight of a tall, clean shaven man with short blonde hair and kind blue eyes. "Yes?"

"This is Caroline Forbes, she wanted to speak to you." The man in front of me nods and the other leaves closing the door behind me. He gestures to the chair and I shake my head declining.

"So Miss Forbes, how may I help you?" He asks. I open my mouth and no sound comes out. I glance around the cabin and see pictures of children set in the frame. A photograph of the man holding a woman and some children in front of them makes unleash a wave of emptiness within me. "Miss Forbes?" He tilts his head.

"I..." I close my eyes and shake my head focusing on this moment, this moment right here. He doesn't know me, he doesn't recognise me. Why would he, he's not seen you in 18 years. "You're Jackson?" he nods as he stands from his chair and looks over me. "I'm Caroline."

"Yes, I know." He chuckles. The sound resonated in my head as I can't help but smile at him. "Should I know you Caroline?" I shake my head.

"No. Um…I'm Jennifer Devereux's daughter." I say. His eyes widen at me and his mouth parts.

"You're…her daughter…" I nod slowly as he steps forward but he narrows his eyes. "You're a vampire?"

"Yes, I was turned when I was 17."

"You're my…"

"Your daughter, yes." I whisper as I see him swallow hard. His face is difficult to read, his brow furrows in confusion but the corner of his lip turns up. "I tried to find you before, I couldn't. You moved around a lot, part of being an Alpha, I guess." I let out a nervous laugh as I step closer. He nods slowly and then closes his eyes. "I don't want anything from you, I just…I just needed to meet you. To know who you were, who my real father is." His eyes flash open and he steps back.

"Caroline, I can't be the man you want me to be. I have a family of my own who don't know about you. They can never know about you." He says as his eyes glisten. My world shatters, the last chance at family, at a place of belonging has just been ripped away from me.

"You never told anyone did you." My statement is answered with silence. He sighs and runs his hand over his face.

"No. No one knows about you. Only me and Jennifer." He glances at me curiously. "Have you met her?" I nod. "How is she?"

"I wouldn't know, she seemed happy when she opened the door with her new-born baby and then she saw me and shut the door in my face." I shrug my shoulder and look down at the floor holding in my tears.

"I'm sorry Caroline, but you were never planned."

"I know Jackson, I know." I murmur. I look out of the window and see the children who were in the photograph outside playing together.

"I wanted to know something. This pack, if I was a werewolf, would I be a part of it?" He nods but sighs.

"Yes. You would probably be my Beta since you're my first born. The pack would have looked up to you as if you were their family, that's how packs work." I smile sadly as I tense my fingers trying not to reach out to the picture of him and his children and brush my fingers over it. "But you're a vampire. They would never accept you Caroline. Even if I made everything known, they would be hostile towards you since you're a vampire." I feel my chest tighten at his words but I clear my throat trying to alleviate some of the pain. He steps closer and reaches out brushing his fingers over mine.

"Have you got children?" I ask quietly, his answering smile feels like a punch to the gut. He reaches out to the picture and shows it to me.

"Yes, I have 4. 3 boys, two girls." My smile falters. 3 girls, you have 3 girls. You have me, don't forget about me! I feel like screaming at him to acknowledge me, in any way. He sees my smile falter and clears his throat as he pulls back from my hand. "Caroline, you need to know…you were never planned, I didn't want any children. You were just…there." Another punch, his words are like knives being shoved into my body and he doesn't even know what he's doing. I glance outside to the playing children and smile sadly.

"Jackson…you wanted children" I glance up at him, "…you just didn't want me…" I sniffle and move back, making the distance between us even greater. "But that's ok…it's ok." I shake my head and smile at him, memorising his face, his blonde hair, blue eyes which are surrounded by tiny crinkles not visible to the human eye.

"Caroline…" he murmurs sadly but I continue to smile at him regardless.

"It was nice meeting you Jackson." I say and turn towards the door reaching out to the handle but stop. I look at him one last time but his figure is blurred by my tears. "For what it's worth, you would have been an amazing dad to me…" I whisper quietly as I open the door and walk out as the pack members glance in my direction. I continue to walk past them as I hear the first blonde man behind me.

"Dad, who was she?" A tear slides down my cheek at his question as I disappear into the woods. I keep walking trying to take my mind of what happened when I stop suddenly and crumble. Everything I wanted, love, family, loyalty. The last tether I hoped to have to all of those things has just been ripped out of my hands. The emptiness begins to consume me as I stare at the golden leaves which have fallen to the ground. The anger rises and I flash to an ash tree which stands tall and proud and punch my hand into the side, causing cracks in the trunk. I continue to kick and pound against the wood as the splinters embed themselves into my knuckles. The wood begins creaking and I back away collapsing to the ground letting my fingers curl into the soil as I cry helplessly like a lost child. This wasn't how it was supposed to be, I was supposed to be reunited with my parents, to have them care and love me as their own child, to be safe and guarded. It wasn't supposed to be like this, they weren't supposed to shut me out and turn away. It wasn't supposed to be like that…

Klaus

I watched her from the moment she entered the clearing. I had wondered why the hell she would go anywhere near a wolf pack, was she willing to get killed? I listened to the conversation she had inside and something inside me broke for her. She was desperate for family, for somewhere to belong. But she had been turned away at every point. Her real parents didn't want her, her stepdad didn't want her, her siblings didn't even want her and her adoptive mother was usually off at work not caring. I flashed after her and saw her reaction. The pain and the exasperation was evident on her face. Her tears cascaded down like a waterfall and her hands were covered in blood as she continued to unleash her rage. I watched as she fell to the floor and crumpled trying to find some relief, some belonging.

"Caroline" I whispered but she didn't turn, she didn't react. She seemed to be blocking everything out. I watched as her cries died down and she breathed in and out deeply. I moved closer. "Sweetheart" Her breathing stilled, I noticed her muscles tense and then her body sag as she sat back against the tree and stared at the ground.

"You shouldn't be here." She whispered with a broken voice. I swallowed at her tone. It wasn't anger or guilt, I was exasperation. She was tired. I walked forward and kneeled beside her. "Klaus, what are you doing here, I left you a note."

"You know love, if you're going to sneak into someone's room, try not to breathe too heavily." Moving beside her, I lean against the tree and sit so that her arm touches mine.

"I'll remember that next time." I hear her murmur as she rolls her eyes at me and I can't help but chuckle until I see the blood on her knuckles and the large fallen tree. "How much did you hear?" she whispers.

"Everything." She nods as she gets up and begins walking away from me. "Caroline, sweetheart, stop." I say as I follow her but she ignores me.

"We should go back, I need to finish making the blood." She scrubs the dirt off her hands and then wipes her cheeks. I flash in front of her but she tries to move around me.

"Sweetheart, stop." I say resolutely as I grab her wrists gently. She sighs and tries to pull away but I pull her closer. "Caroline. Stop."

"What do you want Klaus? Hmm? You want to tell me what an idiot I am, want to shout at me for sneaking into your room or disappearing. Go ahead. Come on, go on." She urges me on and I can see her giving up but still a little fight left in her blue eyes.

"No." she shakes her head and pulls away.

"Then what? What the hell do you want now, tell me, because I am sick and tired of trying to figure out everyone around me. Whether they care or don't, if I can trust them or not. Tell me Klaus, what do you want from me?!" she runs her fingers through her hair and grits her teeth. Before I can even think about what I'm doing, I pull her in and wrap my arms around her as she begins to cry again and hit me against my chest. I hold her tighter to me, not letting go as she buries her head into my shirt and curls her fingers into the fabric tightly. "What do you want?" she murmurs into my shirt.

"Nothing, I don't want anything…" I whisper back as I rest my cheek against her soft, golden hair and run my hand through it as I hold her head against me. We stay there holding on to each other for what seems like hours when she releases my shirt and pulls away. I keep my arms wrapped around her waist as she wipes away her tears and looks over her bloodied hands.

"I need to get cleaned up." She says as she looks up at me. I swallow as I realise the small distance between us. My fingers brush against her exposed skin at her waist and I imagine running my hands over her body. My mind flashes to yesterday, the time she was wearing that oh so sexy blue lingerie and red corset. God how I wished to rip them off her and pull her and ravish her. "Klaus?" I'm brought out of my thoughts when she says my name is her sweet voice. I swallow hard as I look at her cornflower blue eyes and nod, releasing her and pulling away. The wolf in my creams to pin her against the tree and make her mine. Dear God Niklaus, pull yourself together. I look at her and see her walking away from me, back to the car.

Caroline.

"I'd rather not go back like this and get hounded with questions. You wouldn't happen to have a place where I could get cleaned up, would you?" I ask quietly avoiding his eyes.

"Well, we are in Atlanta, you're lucky, I have a house near here. Come on get in, love." He gestures to his car.

"What about your car?" I look at the one he drove which is parked behind. He rolls his eyes and smirks at me.

"It's Kol's, he can get it himself, now, did you want to get cleaned up or not?" I scoff at him and get in. He drives through the town as I look out of the window not saying a word. We pull up at another grand mansion and I roll my eyes at him. "What sweetheart?"

"Do you have a mansion in every town?" he chuckles as he opens the door leading me into a vast room which is lined with historic paintings and the furniture is covered in white sheets.

"I have acquired various numbers of property, yes, but mansions everywhere, no. I have a nice little house with a picket fence in Florida." I look at him surprised as he blushes.

"Really?"

"But I also have a castle in Scotland."

"And here I thought you resembled an ordinary person for once." He raises his eyebrows as he smirks.

"Why be ordinary when you can be extraordinary?" I can't help but smile at him.

"Good point." I murmur as he leads me into the bathroom and he removes his jacket, rolling up his sleeves and gets out a pair of tweezers. I giggle at him as he cocks his eyebrow.

"It's just, I never imagined you holding tweezers."

"What did you imagine me doing?" he wiggles his eyebrows.

"Nothing that you thought."

"And what do you think I thought?" he smirks as he pulls me towards the counter and lifts me up to sit on it and steps in between my legs. Two can play at this game.

"I thought a thought which I thought you thought, but the thought I thought wasn't the thought I thought. If the thought I thought had been the thought I thought then you wouldn't have thought of it." I smirk as his eyes widen for a second but he nods slowly as he smiles and looks at my hands. He raises the tweezers over the wooden splint and begins pulling them out.

"Impressive sweetheart, when did you learn that?"

"When I was in high school, my history teacher was a bit of an ass and kept going on about what I thought in his classes when I was daydreaming. It wasn't my fault that his class was boring and would usually put me to sleep." I shrug causing him to chuckle. His sapphire blue eyes light up as his dimples reveal themselves. His raspberry lips glisten as his tongue peeks out to glaze over them, what I wouldn't do to reach out my fingers and- don't you dare finish that sentence Forbes! I look down at my hands as the cuts begin to heal.

"That was a lot of anger which you let out, sweetheart in the woods. Warn me not to pick a fight with you."

"My, my, is Niklaus scared of a sweet, little, innocent girl." I say pouting with wide eyes as he narrows his.

"Of course not love." He says as I flinch at the sharp sting of a wooden splinter which digs into my hand. "Shhh, love, its ok." He murmurs as he concentrates on the last splinter and pulls it out. "There we are." He says smiling as he grabs a towel from the side wetting it under the tap and running it over my knuckles softly letting the blood soak up.

"Thank you." I say quietly. "I didn't know you cared." I feel his hand stop and then continue its movements.

"I don't care." I look up at him and tilt my head.

"Yes you do." He stops and our eyes meet. His expression is stern.

"No I don't, caring is a weakness, love is a weakness." He says as he holds my hand in his.

"Debateable." He sighs.

"Please don't tell me you're one of those ones who believe love is a strength." He drawls out as I shrug.

"I could be, but I was actually going to argue that humanity would be the greatest weakness." He stops moving altogether and stares at me.

"How so?"

"Well, humanity is emotion, when you turn it off you feel nothing, you aren't bound to anything or anyone. It makes you freer to be who you naturally are. You don't love, you don't care, you don't feel, it doesn't cloud your judgement" He looks at me surprised.

"I see you point love, I suppose you're right."

"But it also is your greatest strength. Humanity, emotion, caring can form allies, build friendships, trust and even nations. They lead you to desire, love, have faith, devotion. They motivate you, they give you purpose to live. They allow us to understand, it's a basic ideology engraved into our minds." I look up at him as he stares at me with parted lips. "But those who consider it a weakness usually seek to exploit and use it to overpower others." His eyes narrow.

"That's an interesting perspective Caroline." I can hear the dangerous tone in his voice and I know I've hit a nerve.

"It's the one I believe." He scoffs at me.

"And look where that got you, love, crying in the middle of the woods all alone. But that's what you are aren't you, alone. Your parents didn't want you, neither did your stepfather or your siblings. And yet you still believe in your perspective." He hisses and I pull my hands away from him.

"At least I'm not emotionally unstable, one minute I'm laughing and the next I'm pinning people against walls because they piss me off, but I guess that's what happens when your parents try to hunt you and kill you. I haven't reached the stage of running for a thousand years, tell me Klaus, how was it fearing the man who beat you?" He grits his teeth.

"Why don't you tell me how having your whole family want to kill you feels, at least my siblings don't hate me." He shouts as I push him away from me and get off the counter.

"That's not the vibe I got from them, it seems they do hate you, or maybe that's the effect of being daggered for centuries!" I shout as he tenses. "Oh, I'm sorry, are you going to dagger me as well?" I say innocently and he grits his teeth.

"Careful Caroline, you wouldn't want me coming after you, or maybe I won't need to," he comes closer to me and sneers, "you'll probably be dead tomorrow anyway, at least I won't have to dispose of you after you've made me the blood." I raise my hand and slap him across his cheek snapping his face to the side. He growls and pins me to the wall as he grips my hand and neck. "Don't try that again or I will kill you." He hisses and I gran onto his hands causing him to fall to the floor as he screams.

"Don't threaten me Klaus, maybe I'll be the one doing the killing." I hiss into his ear and release him. I turn around and reach for the door.

"Impressive love, but I would be careful, your father wouldn't be proud, it's probably why he doesn't want you around." His words echo in the room and resonate in my ear. My body stills, the breath has been knocked out of me and my body sags in defeat as I realise the truth in his words. My breath hitches as another wave of loneliness envelopes me. "And on top of that your mother didn't want you, maybe Liz will dump you soon enough once she figures out how useless you are." His words pierce me and I hold onto the door trying to support myself. His chuckles makes me shiver as a tear runs down my cheek. I take in a breath and open the door and flash back into the car and curl up in the backseat as my body trembles. I hear the door open and shut as Klaus gets in. He starts the car and we spend the rest of the drive in silence. I curl my fingers around my necklace and feel the edge of the locket dig into my fingers but I don't care.

We pull up to the mansion and I flash inside to my room shutting the door behind me. I whisper a spell making the room soundproof and let myself fall apart.

Klaus

Her words were like knives cutting into me. One minute we were laughing and the next we were screaming at each other. I admit I shouldn't have taken things that far, I knew her father was a sensitive subject, I knew how she would feel at that moment, alone and empty, hell I'd felt that when I found out about my heritage. She flashed out of the car the moment I had stopped and I sighed deeply. I'm the Original hybrid, I won't be the one apologizing, she started it, and she was the one who kept shooting off her words.

I make my way into the mansion when I'm stopped by the others who are looking at me curiously.

"What did you do to Caroline?" Rebekah hisses as she flashes in front of me. I roll my eyes at her and take off my jacket throwing it to the side.

"None of your concern little sister."

"Niklaus, where did you two go and why do you have Caroline's blood on your shirt?" I look down and realise my arm has droplets of her blood on it from when I had sat beside her.

"It doesn't matter Elijah, don't you have anything better to do. Like go attend some business." I say sarcastically as I try to flash away but am stopped by Kol.

"Look Nik, you're both full of pride so I would say that you go up and apologize to her for whatever you did." He drawls out as he blocks my way.

"Kol move before I dagger you." I hiss.

"Look here Niklaus, that girl made a deal with you, she's providing the one thing you've always wanted and she could just as easily take it away, remember you're bound by the blood oath, not her. Now stop being such a jackass and go say sorry." I growl but my shoulders sag as I realise he's correct. I walks up the stairs to her room and knock.

"Caroline, open the door please." I say quietly. I don't hear anything, I try again. "Sweetheart, please." I press my ear against her door but no sound escapes. "Open this door now, love, before I kick it down." I growl as she doesn't answer. I kick open the door and find her gone but her stuff is still in the room. "Dammit." I hiss as I flash back downstairs. "She's gone." Their eyes turn to me.

"What do you mean Niklaus?'

"I mean she's disappeared, no note but her clothes are still in there."

"Then she's coming back, just trust her a little Nik." Rebekah says. "Maybe it's got something to do with were you went this morning." I shake my head and flash outside and look around but she isn't there. I pick up her strawberry scent and follow it to her house. I make my way in and look around, her scent gets stronger but she isn't there either. I notice her scent lead back outside and keep following it, it merges with a coffee smell and I realise that she's with her mother somewhere. It leads me to the cemetery where I see her mother's car with bags in the backseat. I look over the graves and see a mop of golden hair standing beside another blonde woman, her mother who is dressed in normal clothes instead of her Sheriff's uniform. I listen in to their conversation.

"I love you mom." I hear Caroline say as I move closer towards them. Her eyes emanate loneliness as she looks at her mother.

"Sweetie, what's brought this on? Did something happen with Klaus?" Liz takes her daughter's hands in hers.

"It doesn't matter mom, please, let's just focus on us."

"Care, you're worrying me, why did you bring me here sweetie, no one died."

"Mom. Look at me." Caroline cups her mother's cheek as she turns her face.

"Yes Carebear." Her nickname makes me smile slightly as I see Caroline blush.

"Remember what I made you forget." I hear her whisper and I furrow my brow in confusion, I move closer to them curiously.

"Oh my god, oh god, Caroline. She died, she's gone Amelia's dead. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Why did you make me forget Caroline, how could you do that to me?" Amelia? Why would she compel her mother?

"I had to keep you safe and Amelia safe."

"But she's dead, she's lying in her coffin six feet under."

"No she isn't Mom"

"What…?"

"She didn't die, she's alive, she's safe but Samuel is after me again and this time, I might not make it out." So this has something to do with the ones after her.

"Caroline what are you talking about, they left us alone, they didn't need you."

"But they do know. If they find out about Amelia, they'll take her from me, from us."

"She's really alive, my granddaughter is alive?" Granddaughter, Caroline had a child?

"Yes, mom. I'm sorry I lied to you, I'm sorry I compelled you to forget but I had to to keep everyone safe."

"Caroline…if you made me forget to keep us safe…then why did you make me remember?"

"I love you mom, out of all the people who could have loved me, you actually did. You and Amelia are everything to me and if I lost you, I, I don't know what I would do."

"Caroline…are you going to-" She's cut off as Caroline cups her cheeks.

"Mom, I love you." She says resolutely and I see Liz clench her eyes shut.

"No, no, you can't you can't make me forget, not this time."

"Mom, open your eyes."

"No, no, no, please don't…"

"Open them…"

"Caroline…please…"

"I love you, mom" I see Liz open her eyes slowly which lets a tear fall from each as she looks at Caroline.

"I love you too my Carebear." My eyes widen as I notice her eyes dilate ready to compel her mother.

"Forget me. Forget everything about me, this town, about Amelia. You will not remember me or anything remotely related to me. You will leave this town and explore the world. You will love, live and laugh and keep yourself safe…you will not remember this or any moment we've spent together, just know that you are loved…you will not remember even if you are compelled to, only I can make you remember and you will take vervain everyday as well as wear this necklace at all times. If you are ever in trouble you will phone the number under the name Lia on your phone. I love you mom, I will find you one day, I promise." Caroline pulls away from her mother. "Now go…" Liz stands up and begins walking away as tears fall from her eyes. She gets in the car and drives away leaving Caroline alone sitting by herself on the bench.

Oooohhhhh, leaving it with so many questions unanswered!

I'll update soon, I've got the inspiration rolling in on this story. But I'll leave you with a few questions to wonder about : Who is Amelia? Is she really Caroline's daughter? And if she is, who's the father? Where is Amelia now?

See you all next time, bye:D