Caroline eyed the Hybrid, folding her arms across her chest, "Do you take me for a idiot?"

The Hybrid looked startled for a moment before stuttering out, "O-Of course not." He shyly said, now looking at his feet.

"What's your name?"

"Lucas." He mumbled under his breath.

"Well Lucas, if you want to live past tomorrow, I suggest you don't go around and say those kind of things. I've had two attempts on my life in the past two days, if you consider me a idiot, then you really need to get your facts straight." Caroline snapped at him, becoming quite impatient with dealing with Klaus's stupid hybrids.

Lucas backed up a few steps, "Please don't let him kill me." He half begged.

Caroline took several steps until she was in his face, "Just a fair warning, if he overheard this, you'll most likely be dead in a few moments."

Then, just as if Caroline had snapped her fingers, Klaus was standing behind Lucas as Lucas dropped to the floor. His bloodied heart now clenched in Klaus's hand.

"Morning, love." Klaus dropped the heart onto Lucas's still body, his hand smeared in blood.

"Is this how I'm going to spend all of my mornings now?" Caroline asked with a pointed look towards Lucas's body.

Klaus grinned to himself, "Unfortunately so."

Caroline took a quick shower, but that didn't stop her from shaking so hard she was afraid she'd fall down. She had the water on all the way hot, but she still felt so cold. After narrowly missing her death this morning, she was going anxious and rather jumpy all at once.

Klaus had let her know that he could keep her safe.

Well, he seemed to be doing a good job so far - provided that she wasn't dead yet.

She wrapped herself in a towel and went into her room and quickly changed into a pair of faded jeans and a long sleeved t shirt paired with a cardigan. She then wandered downstairs.

Damon Salvatore sat at the kitchen table, casually drinking a bottle of scotch with Klaus, as if nothing was unusual.

They both looked up when she entered the room.

"Damon." Caroline choked out, unsure if she was dreaming or if he was actually here. Of course he was here, she could smell that peppermint coming off of him in waves.

Damon stood up and wrapped her in his arms, "Blondie. About time I got to see you."

She hugged him tighter, noting how she fit quite nicely in his arms.

"I've been under house arrest for a while." Caroline managed to choke out.

"A very extreme version of house arrest." Damon mumbled under his breath, releasing her and gripping her by the shoulders, "What's this I hear about Klaus's stupid Hybrids?"

Klaus stays silent at the table.

Caroline looks away from him, not wanting to answer his questions.

"Come on, Blondie. Either you answer me or I just get a answer out of Klaus over here." Damon nodded over to Klaus, noting his presence.

"They hate me. Apparently Klaus spends too much time worrying over me than them." Caroline just shrugged it off, pointing her glance out the window.

Damon raised a eyebrow before releasing Caroline and strolling over to Klaus, "Worry? About Caroline Forbes? You kidnapped her, why the hell do you care if she's harmed or whatever?" Damon questioned.

Klaus stood up, "In case you haven't noticed, she's in my protection now. If there was a single scratch on her - I'd never get my coffins back." Klaus said through tight lips.

"There's something else, isn't there?" Damon questioned, tilting his head to the side.

Klaus just stared ahead at Damon.

Damon's eyes widened, "You've got to be fucking kidding me!" Damon took several steps back, laughing loudly, "You're kidding! Has April Fools Day come early or something?"

Caroline looked quizzical between the two men, "Uh, care to enlighten me?"

A smirk grew across Damon's face, "You want me to tell her or will you?"

Klaus was suddenly restraining Damon against the wall, his hand pressed against his throat, "If you say anything, I rip your heart out right now and I'll keep her prisoner forever."

Damon's pride vanished quickly.

"Stop!" Caroline shouted, running over to the two and pushing Klaus off of Damon. Surprising for both Klaus and Caroline when she managed to shove him back.

"Damn it! Stop acting like preschoolers with a short temper!" She snapped at the two men, "Every time one of you Salvatores come to visit me, it's either to rescue me or pick a fight!" She growled to Damon, "You and Stefan have been anything but help!"

Damon was shoving her against the wall then, his body pressed against hers, "Blondie, I'm sorry." He whispered against her lips, his forehead now on hers.

She could feel her breathing growing shallow.

That was what the Salvatores did to you.

"I didn't mean to pick a fight." Damon apologizes fluently and affectionately, "I should have just came and talked to you."

His breath smelled like a mixture of scotch and peppermint.

"It's okay." Caroline huskily breathed, becoming aware of how close they were.

His lips brushed lightly against the outer corner of her mouth before he pulled away from her.

What a tease. Her hormones screamed.

She noticed Klaus looking at the two through furious eyes.

Caroline showed Damon up to her bed room, she wasn't sure whether this was a logical idea or not.

"Nice place." Damon scoffed when he walked into the pink room.

"I didn't choose the colors." Caroline quipped with a tight frown, "I would have picked a light blue or green for this room."

"Why don't you just become a interior decorator, barbie?" Damon teased, walking around her room.

He looked out of place in that bright pink room, he was wearing a leather jacket and black pants, paired with his dark hair and mischievous eyes, he looked like a crook in a room full of valuables.

Caroline laughed, "I don't think I have the time for that at the moment."

"Oh yeah, almost forgot you were kidnapped by a insane Hybrid." Damon bit his lip, "We need to fix that soon, Barbie. Stefan's growing antsy."

"Why?" Caroline asked.

Damon made a horrible impression of a high pitched voice, "Because he misses you."

Caroline laughed and lightly punched his arm, "Thought he'd be fawning over Elena, like he usually does. That reminds me, why aren't you fawning over Elena right now?"

Damon gave a dry laugh, "Ha ha. So you became a comedian while trapped here. Classy, barbie, really classy."

Caroline grinned to herself, "Trust me, I've got nothing but time."

"I heard that Stefan made a escape attempt for you, how'd that go?" Damon asked, picking up a snow globe from beside her bed and shaking it.

"Well, obviously it failed." Caroline replied with a pointed look around the room, "I can't leave, sun or moon, night or day. I'm not going anywhere."

Damon looked intensely into the snow globe consisting of the Eiffel Tower, "Does it even snow in France?"

"I wouldn't know."

Damon set the snow globe down and grabbed Caroline firmly by the shoulders, "Elena told me about that tunnel."

"It probably won't work if whenever I get into the sun that I burn." Caroline hopelessly stated.

Damon pulled away from her, aggravated, "Damn, he's got everything all planned. Every little thing. He must have been planning this for weeks, this wasn't just a on the whim thing."

Caroline sat on her bed, "What do you expect me to do, Damon? I can't do anything, I've had run-ins with death for the past two days. Klaus's Hybrids are gunning for me, they aren't on my side."

"Come on Barbie, why don't you get Klaus on your side instead?" Damon looked as if he had just found a cure.

Caroline scoffed and crossed her legs over the other, "Are you joking? Klaus?" She questioned.

Damon tilted his head to the side, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips, "Come on, it's brilliant. Get him on your side and he'll begin letting you go out and do normal things, go and get your own clothes.. go out in the Garden." Damon rolled his hands as if to say 'etc etc'.

"He wouldn't fall for it."

"Come on, Barbie, put your charming qualities into overload and figure this out Caroline." Damon told her, "Even if you do have to kiss him, we'll forgive you."

Caroline turned a bright red at the last part.

"Come home already, Barbie." Damon knelt in front of her, holding her hands in his.

She sighed, knowing she'd regret it the minute she said it, "I'll do it."

That night, when Caroline snuggled into Klaus's bed, she made sure to put on a barely see through nightgown over her bra and panties, and she noticed Klaus's lingering eyes as she climbed in.

Her curls were loose after taking a shower and lightly blow drying her hair, she hadn't put it up and she wasn't going to bother.

She closed her eyes a smudge, making sure she could see a tiny bit through them. She noticed Klaus lick his lips and squeeze his eyes tightly shut, as if to say, 'Damn it, Klaus.'

His hand innocently brushed along her thigh, but she pretended not to notice, just shifting so she was closer to him.

His eyes widened a bit at this discovery and openly let his hand rest on her thigh.

Caroline opened her eyes slowly, as if to make the appearance as if she had been asleep.

"Yes?" She faked her best groggy voice she could.

Klaus was startled he was caught, "Sorry, I was sleeping, love. Go back to sleep." He innocently cooed her.

Sure, right.

"Mmm.." Caroline omitted a soft moan, "Your hand is very warm." Caroline snuggled in closer to him, "It's cold tonight." She innocently murmured against his shoulder.

His arms then enveloped around her, "I'll keep you warm, love. Just go to sleep."

Caroline did as she was told, allowing her eyes to slide shut, and she felt the lightest of kisses on her forehead.

"Caroline Forbes." Klaus whispered lightly under his breath.

She didn't stir at the mention of her name.

A few hours later, she woke up very warm, almost too warm.

Her eyes tickled themselves open until she noticed that Klaus was still asleep beside her, but his grip was strong and protective around her tiny waist.

Caroline tried to gently break his grip, but it was apparent that he was clinging on to her for dear life.

"Klaus." She finally said, becoming fairly annoyed that his grip was so tight around her. Trapping her.

Klaus edged his eyes open, "Sorry, love." He noticed when he could feel her squirming in his arms.

He didn't release his grip, though.

"It's fine." Caroline could feel her stomach doing flips as she noticed how close they were.

We'd forgive you if you kissed him.

Klaus's eyes were flickering from her eyes to her lips, debating whether or not to lean in and kiss the beautiful girl in his arms, or restrain himself.

Klaus was never good at restraining himself, but Caroline would be the one who leaned in first. He had stolen a kiss from her, now it was time to steal a kiss from him.

Their lips were now touching, Caroline realized with a bolt of shock that Klaus was kissing her back.

His hand now on her waist as he began to hover over her.

Oh god, Damon didn't say anything about sex.

Caroline's conscious was screaming at her, delighted yet afraid all at once.

His lips were urgent and demanding, and she met his lips with the same intensity. Kissing Klaus was a sensation that Caroline would most likely never forget for the rest of eternity, she would always think of Klaus while kissing other men. Klaus was a grade A kisser, his lips were soft yet fierce, sexy yet sweet, his stubble brushed her jaw in the most delightful way.

Her body, on the other hand, was set aflame just by the physical contact between the two. His curves and bumps lined hers quite perfectly, his body resting on her, Caroline pondered for a moment if she was aflame.

She could feel the intensity in her lips also, his tongue seeking entry as she opened her mouth to omit a moan.

His hand roamed down her body then, he was freely letting out moans of his own.

When he broke away from her, and she from him, they were both breathing hard and quick.

"Caroline." Klaus spoke her name with a raspy voice, his eyes seeking her response.

Caroline was startled and her lips felt as if they had just kissed a bonfire, "Klaus." She said, but her voice sounded more like a moan than a name.

His lips fell back on her, demanding and urgent once more, his hand edged towards her nightgown, wanting to rip it off.

Caroline gently pushed him back, his breath was quick and raspy in her face, "I can't." She told him, her eyes seeking his.

Klaus swallowed hard, wanting her so bad he thought he was going to snap in half.

"Understandable." Klaus quickly got off of her, before Caroline could even sit up, he was gone. Just a breath of air ruffling her hair, from when he had left.

Caroline laid back on the bed, rubbing her hands against her face before just holding them over her mouth, "Oh my god." She said to herself, before burying her head in her pillow.