New chapter alert. I finally found the real plot and the possible ending for this fiction. It's not ending anytime soon but I know now where I am going with it. So the story will be thoroughly thought out from now on. Nothing will be pointless.

Caution: I changed my genre from Romance/Drama to Romance/Angst. So I hope you understand it wont be all sunshine, rainbows and unicorns for Klaroline all the time. So beware and hate me as much as you can. But my Klaroline always goes to the hard way and eventually gets back to each other.

I skipped two months from the last chapters scene. Many things happened in these two months. Silas was gone, the Originals got immunized, Caroline graduated, Sophie-Elijah and Rebekah-Marcel build up etc etc. (I am now shipping Solijah hard core, I dont even care if it doesnt go canon) I didn't write it because there was next to no Klaroline in that. But if you're interested to know about that two months story, I can write an outtake about that and post it. Just let me know what you want in the review section.

Oh, by the way. I made a mediocre trailer for this fanfiction. Just go to youtube and add /watch?v=gxJbGDjU3zI after the . I really hope you like it.

I hardly betafy my chapters. I'm amazed you people are still keeping up with my horrible English and very poor vocabulary bank. Couldn't thank you more for that.

When You're Ready Come And Get It

(Two Months later)

French Quarter, New Orleans.

Marcel sat on the bar-stool and eased himself. He was completely exhausted and worn out from the marathon work of last 4 weeks. But finally everything was complete now. It's time for the break and to rock.

The bartender, working alone at night, came to take his order. He took a look and suddenly a shrewd smile lit his round face. A blonde lady. She looked very strong, brave and full of life even behind the bar counter, physically and personality-wise.

Marcel read her nameplate on the chest. Camille. Very ancient name, name from his time. He internally winked at himself with the thought of playing with her a little.

"Hey sugar, new here? He called her.

The girl turned her head to look at him. Her eyes analyzed him for a brief moment before she gave him a stern smile and nodded.

"You know it's not safe here alone, working at a bar." He smirked.

The bartender raised her eyebrow at him. "You know I have a black belt in karate." She warned him.

Marcel's grin got wider at her response. She's either brave or dumb. Wonder how she will react when she knows who he truly was.

"I was just having your back. Bar tending isn't something a woman should do for living."

She snorted loudly. "And I have a very strong and discreet opinion about sexist man. Besides, someone has to be brave enough to do unusual once, right?" She was very feisty and confident too.

"Clearly, but right now, can I have the oldest scotch from your inventory for me and my friend, love?" the deep accented voice of Klaus came from behind as he sat beside Marcel. He took out a hundred dollar bill and shoved it to her way.

Marcel's white teeth glistened at him in glee.

The bartender took the money off the table and looked at it closely. Then she left to bring the scotch and returned with the bottle. She poured both of them two glasses of that rich drink and then moved to attend other customers.

"300 hundred years and you still haven't stopped flirting with pretty faces, I see." Klaus noted.

The grin got bigger in Marcel's chocolaty brown face. "What can I say, old habits die hard. And these habits are something that actually grows with time."

Klaus smilingly nodded and took a sip from his glass. "So, did the Bennett witch took off just fine?" he asked.

"I made sure she gets in the good flight and reach home safely, as per your wish."

"Fantastic." Klaus let go a tiny breath and took another sip.

Bonnie Bennett will finally reach to Mystic Falls in no time, he thought. Her work here was done. She helped him to be invincible, though it was against her better judgment. Right now, there was nothing in this world that could be more powerful and immortal than him. He couldn't die, ever. Not even with the indestructible white oak stake. He has become something equivalent to the God, as they all say how God was supposed to be. That thought made him feel superior. Well, powerful witches could still kill him, but only if they wanted. And if he played nicely with them, they'll be fine. It was not a problem with Klaus. He was always on good term with the witches, apart from Bonnie. His family always hung out with them from the very start. So it was not a big deal to be friends with them again. So even though he had a distaste on that Bennett witch, he thought he could at least do this much for her and send her safely to Mystic Falls because Silas problem is now gone once and for all.

Getting riddance of Silas was not an easy deal but they did it. He followed the Original family and Bonnie to New Orleans. A little plan, a big action; then the witches and the Originals took down him just fine.

All the memories of the past two months put a smile on his face. Nothing was there to be feared of. Not here, not even in Mystic Falls. Bonnie had left and all of her friends will be fine.

He could've returned to Mystic Falls as well. But he didn't feel to. That town had done so much to him. Too many bad memories. His brothers were killed there, he was almost getting killed by Mikael and Esther did what not with him, Elijah and Rebekah on that town. The person who he thought was his best friend, Stefan, didn't want to do anything with him. There was nothing left in that town.

Actually there is. Caroline is there. His only tie with that God forsaken town. But she wasn't ready to be the part of his life yet. So he's not holding any hope there. He never did. He already got more than he thought. She was now his friend. She liked him. That was enough.

"Thinking of tonight's party?" Marcel asked.

Klaus snapped out from his fantasy. "Oh, yes! I was just wondering if Rebekah invited the whole city. She is nothing if not comprehensive." He rolled his eyes.

"Oooh yeah, she is." Marcel smirked. "And don't worry, you needed this damn parade. It's not often people comes back home after a hundred years. It's going to be hell of a night. The night of the return of Mikaelsons!" he declared.

Klaus snickered and finished his drink. "See you tonight, mate!" he got off the stool and left the bar.

Marcel waved at him and then returned to check out the sexy bartender. Then like a light bulb, and idea popped in his head. He sneered wickedly and advanced towards the side she was working.

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Rebekah was trying off some party gowns when Klaus entered the living room of the new Mikaelson mansion. 'New' would be undervalued because this castle was nothing new- for them. It was the same one they left a hundred years ago. For this long, the castle was left haunted, no one dared to claim it. But now, the original owner of this plot has returned. The descendants of the original owner- as the rumor spread in town. They renovated it in a couple of months and now they were throwing a grand welcome party.

As Klaus sat on the love seat behind Rebekah's fashion show, he felt a little déjà vu. Last year, they had an almost same welcoming party in Mystic Falls. That was the last night he spent with his full family together. And also that was the first night he invited Caroline to be his date. The night had returned but she was not here with him. She was not going to come here and he was not going back to Mystic Falls.

Caroline sent an invitation letter to him two weeks ago, though, saying it was her graduation. But still Klaus did not go. He promised her a distance. He promised her that he would give her time to think about their relationship. He was sticking to it. So instead, he couriered a mini fridge to her, thinking she would probably need this for her college. He didn't know why this idea of hilariously insane gift came to his mind when there were so many other things he could've gifted her. But he felt this was probably what she'd appreciate.

Klaus shook his head and cleared his mind. Enough with Caroline-reverie. He was not going to spend forever mourning for her. He will love her always but he didn't need to show it to the world. He had to be like the old, stone-cold Klaus Mikaelson, the one everybody feared and worshipped. He'll enjoy his immortality to the fullest and will forget all about his stupid idea of hybrid army.

"Why don't you show Nik what his outfit is for tonight, Tessa?" Rebekah ordered the puny human dresser.

The lady shivered a little and brought the suit bag to him. Klaus looked at the costume and snorted.

"Gucci? Rebekah, love, you know I'm a Prada guy. Or at least something up to the mark."

"I'm sorry, Nik. I didn't have time to fix an appointment with Gieves & Hawkes." Rebekah jeered at him. "Now shut up and wear what I got for you!"

Klaus faked a sigh and obliged. He didn't need to infuriate her more. Their relationship was already very strained. He was surprised she was even talking to him. He didn't want to make it any worse than it already was.

"Where is Elijah?" he asked his sister.

She rolled her eyes. "He went to invite Sophie to be his partner tonight. I wonder what he finds in her!"

Klaus laughed. The moment Elijah met that witch, he was whipped. He searched for every reason to be with her. These last two months gave him plenty opportunities for that, what's with the immunity spell work, but Elijah couldn't ask her out then. Now that was over so he had to took a step ahead and ask her out for real. This return party was a perfect excuse for that.

"And whom you're bringing with you?" Klaus asked.

Rebekah shrugged. "Marcel, who else?"

Klaus smiled. "Don't get too cozy with him, darling. You know how it ended last time."

"I don't like repeating my words but I'm perfectly capable of taking care of my life, Nik."

"Sure, you are. I'm just wounded that you left me alone. I thought you would be my dance partner tonight. Now I have no one to go with me." He made his puppy dog expression. But Rebekah was unaffected by it.

"Go, compel yourself a date. I am done serving you." She gathered her dresses and left for her room.

Klaus groaned. This was going to be a very long night, he thought. Long and boring.

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The ballroom was glowing with lights and colors when Klaus came on the top of the staircase. The parties at New Orleans are very different than those they had in Mystic Falls. Here, everything had a festive look. Slow French music was steeping through the noise that the guests made. From the look, it seemed like everyone that Rebekah invited came and that would mean the whole town. Now he had to be friendly with each of them, show them how grateful they were to be back where their ancestors lived. Little did these petty humans know that they themselves are their ancestors.

Klaus' eyebrows raised at the private joke. He started climbing down the stairs. Now he had to keep on this charade for a while, being appreciative. He got down and shook his head in frustration. Rebekah and Marcel were dancing in slow motion on the dance floor. Elijah was busy socializing with the guests, but never leaving Sophie's side. He had no one to spend time with. So he did what he did the best. He went over the bar section and ordered bourbon.

The bartender came with his order as he settled himself over one of the stools. Klaus' eye raised in amusement as he saw the same blonde lady from earlier morning. The girl also looked up at him and seemed like she recognized him as well.

"The hundred dollar-guy!" she exclaimed.

"The brave bartender! Pleasure to meet you again." Klaus commented.

"Ah! You can call me Cami." She waved her hand in refusal.

"Excellent! So Cami, you tend on parties too?"

Cami shook her head and pointed a finger on the dance floor where Rebekah and Marcel were twined in each other's arms. "That guy Marcel over there, he propositioned me to work on this party and offered me a pretty high salary."

Klaus turned back to the girl. "What else do you do? I don't think bar tending is the only thing you do, right?"

"Yep" she responded by popping the 'p' in the end. "I'm actually a student of psychology. Student by the weekdays, bartender by the weekends." She winked.

"Isn't it too hard to keep on?"

"Nada. I love my subject and I love my job. It keeps me confident and allows me to control."

"I see. I appreciate woman who loves multi-tasking. It reminds me of someone." Meek smile grew on Klaus' lips.

Cami was about to say or ask something but then one of the guests came to the bar and ordered the champagne. She hurried to serve. Klaus waited there and took a few sip of his bourbon. He started liking to converse with this girl. She was very sharp. Usually people got tensed up at his proximity even without knowing who he truly was. Maybe their subconscious mind alerted them. But this Cami was talking to him fearlessly. Only Caroline used to be like that with him. No one else.

Klaus looked over to the ongoing party. Everybody seemed busy. No one truly needed him. Rebekah wasn't anywhere to be seen and Elijah just couldn't take break from talking to guests. So Klaus didn't have anything else to do. He could sit here all the time and chat with the bar tender. He wasn't feeling as bored as he thought he would be in the party.

"So, you are one of the mighty Mikaelsons the town is talking so much about?" she questioned as she returned after serving the guest.

"Might be, depends on how you use the word 'Mighty'." Klaus said, openly flirting.

Cami seemed to be impressed by his charm. She smiled. "Does it? I use it as very powerful and extra-ordinary."

"Well then, you are talking to Klaus Mikaelson, the mightiest of them all." Klaus winked and forwarded his hand.

Cami put her hand on his and he took in to his face. He brushed her upper side of hand with his lips and slowly released it. A simple ancient courtesy.

Just then the two guests sitting beside him started struggling with each other over a mug full of beer. Some foam from the beer spilled in that process and dropped in Cami's cheek. She was startled. Both the guests got embarrassed and apologized to her and Klaus. Cami mumbled 'it's okay' to them and took a tissue paper to wipe it off.

"Here, allow me." Klaus said as he took the tissue from her hand and neared himself to her face. He wiped the correct place of her cheek. "Now it's okay." He smiled genuinely. His breath washed her face.

Cami looked at his eyes intensely. She was searching something in his liquid blue irises. A motive maybe? She was probably thinking that he was into her. It might look like but he wasn't. He was just being a helpful person, a friend. He just needed someone to eradicate his loneliness for the time being.

Cami's eyes shifted from him. She looked at something- or someone- behind him, slightly confused.

Klaus turned his head to see who she was looking at. There stood someone in deep green jacket with off white tee- shirt and blue jeans. Not likely of a party costume. Klaus thought he was dreaming or making wishful images. How could she be here? But a travel bag was laid on the ground beside her that made him believe she was real. She probably dropped it in her astonishment of the scene in front of her. From her posture it was clear as daylight that she took it completely wrong way he was interacting with Cami. She widened her eyes even more as if that was possible before the turned and walked fast towards the exit door.

Klaus suddenly felt the urge to clear her misunderstanding. It wouldn't have mattered what any other thought about the way he was behaving with anyone. But he couldn't allow her to think of him like he had moved on. How could he let her?

She was Caroline!

Klaus ran after her too, leaving Cami completely surprised by. He passed the crowd as gently as possible ran towards the way Caroline left. He got out in the lawn and searched for her. There were no guest gathering in here so it wasn't hard to figure her out from the mist with his hybrid eyes. He flashed to her side in a second and stopped her by arm.

"Caroline!" he called her.

Caroline snapped her hand away from his touch and raised it to his chest like traffic signal. She shook her head didn't bother to meet his eyes.

"Don't! Just don't." she warned him.

"Let me explain, lo.." Klaus still tried to reason but got cut off mid-sentence.

"Wow, Klaus! Just wow! Two months. Just two month it took to show your real face. I thought about you every moment of these last two months. I thought about how you left and it's all because of me. Because I didn't dare to utter what I feel. I thought about all the possibilities I missed that I could have gotten if I wasn't just coward enough to not burry my feelings. I broke off with Tyler as soon as he came back. I came travelling seven freaking hours from all the way to Mystic Falls to see you because I missed you so much. And what did I get for that? A front row view of you man-whoring around French Quarter?" Caroline screamed all of it in one breath.

"Caroline, what you saw wasn't how it meant." Klaus was shocked at all the bursting up. This wasn't what he expected.

"Tell me, Klaus. Tell me what it meant. Tell me how can you flirt around in just two month after you said you want to be something more to me? Tell me how you can go to almost lip locking situation after you said you'll wait for me however long it takes? Urgh, God! How did I get myself into this?" she shrieked.

"I am waiting for you. I still want us to be more than friends. How can you think of me that way, Caroline?" Klaus' voice also raised an octave at her impossible babbling. Is she for real? Does she really think he played with her?

"Because what I thought I should think of you like, was wrong. I was right to fight you the whole time. You're Klaus. You never cared about anyone but your own pleasure. You never connect to people. You play with them and then throw them out when you're done. And if things don't go your way, then you play a dirty until things do go your way. And then you kick away that and move on." She accused him.

Klaus didn't found any word that could be said after that. "You really think I played with you? You really think I was persistent to be yours truly because I wanted to get my way with you?" it was all he could manage altogether. He was losing his patience. She was being unbearably difficult.

"I don't think that Klaus Mikaelson. I know that. I waited for you to come to my graduation so that I could tell you about my decision face to face. But you didn't came. I told my friends that I have feelings for you and I won't let it go. They fought with me, tried to persuade me, argued with me to decide against it but I didn't listen. I didn't get admitted to Whitmore College where I, Elena, Matt, Stefan and Bonnie applied. I didn't want to go to there because I wanted to be with you. I figured my high school life was over so I could join college in New Orleans and be with you at the same time. I hoped you stuck to your side of commitment that you will wait for me. But as it seemed you are more into getting laid. So congratulations, Klaus! You've found a great partner. A bartender. Nice fling she will be." Caroline scoffed.

Klaus looked at her bewildered. He was trying to get hold of everything that she said. But only one thing stood out among all her blabbers.

"You have feelings for me?" Klaus asked her.

"That was the only thing you took from my speech? Yes, I did fall for you. And it wasn't just now. It was a very thorough process. I fell for you a little the moment you offered me the whole world. I fell for you a little the moment I saw that pony sketch with my face that you left for me on my bed. I fell for you a little the moment you said that you wanted to know about my hopes and dreams. I fell for you a little the moment you saved me from Alaric. I fell for you a little at the Miss Mystic Falls pageant. I fell for you when I saved you from Silas' tortures hallucinations. Step by step I fell for you and I didn't try to acknowledge it. And now when I did, you…"

This time Caroline couldn't finish her sentence. She was interrupted with the warm lips of Klaus. He held her shoulders with both of his hands and steadied her from her utter surprise. Caroline's eyes expanded at his force of lips. Klaus pressed his lips a little more on hers at urgency and it made her lips parted a little. A hot breath escaped from him and washed over her. Her eyes closed at the intimacy and she put both of her hands behind him and clasped his shoulders from back, hugging him tenderly. His hands freed her shoulders and he held is right hand on the back of her neck as his left hand entangled itself in her blonde hair. His tongue slid out and asked for the entrance of her mouth. Caroline couldn't help but obliged. His tongue found hers and played with it. Klaus slowly sucked her saliva and she moaned as he tasted it. Her lips were perky and very delicious. Klaus pulled her even closer as he couldn't let go of her. They didn't even need to catch a breath as they were both immortals. They kept searching the answers in each other's mouth that were given in words until now.

For it seemed like a few seconds, or a few minutes, or most certainly a thousand years later, they broke off from that passionate make out. Both of them where panting for their hooking up. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment, never letting the other one go out of the embrace. Klaus smirked at her.

"So you did let your guards down and admit that you are in love with me?" he showed his dimples.

Caroline scorned at him first, almost denying it. Then she laughed and nodded her head.

"I guess I did."

"What exactly do you mean by 'I did'?" Klaus asked playfully.

Caroline looked at him for a long moment, trying to reciprocate his mood in a proper way. Then she sighed.

"I think I did fall in love. With you. And I'm ready to take that chance."

I just want you to guess what was gonna happen in next chapter and tell me in the review section. Muhuhahaha... I know I am evil to leave it here but I am tired now, it's 2.22AM here. I am going to sleep now. But you dont dare to sleep before reviewing me.

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