Caroline didn't really know what to do with herself all morning. She was sure noon would come soon and she could go out and eat but when she checked her clock it wasn't even 9:30 yet. Her stomach started to growl talking her into getting up once more though she didn't bother with clothes it was her birthday and she would spend it in her birthday suit.

The phone rang and she reached for it seeing her mother was calling, "Hey mom! What's up?" she says the cheerfulness seeping in from nowhere. "Caroline, Sweetie Happy Birthday! Wait are you naked?" Caroline quickly went to cover herself with her hands looking around the room, "How do you do that?" she asks always curious to know the answer her body relaxing a bit when her mom laughs.

"Ever since high school I've just had this gift of knowing Caroline. Are you alone?" her mother asks. "Yes, I'm alone. Oh my God mom! I just, I got the day off." Caroline explains lamely her cheeks turning bright red at her mother's questions. "So there was a boy but he already left." She deduces making Caroline start to sweat.

"Nothing happened mom, he's just a friend." She says hoping to stop the line of questioning considering how flustered she's already feeling. "But you like him, don't you." Her mother says not as a question but as a fact. There's a knock at the door "Uh mom I gotta go there's someone at the door." Her mother laughs as she hangs up reaching for her robe.

The door opens "Ah we meet again Miss Forbes." The messenger from the last time smiles at her handing her a package that looks big but hardly weighs much she signs thanking him. "See you in a bit," he says riding off before she can ask what that means. She walks back in setting the package on the kitchen table and removing her robe.

Caroline opens the letter on top of the box it reads, "I don't have a year or a century for you to show up at my doorstep showing me what the world has to offer. The reason is because you're here ever present in my heart every day you show me what the world has to offer in your smile and in your eyes. What you could offer in your heart to a man like me. – Klaus"

There was a second page behind that one reading, "Caroline Forbes I would like if you joined me this evening in celebrating your birthday please check yes or no." She was way too excited looking for a pen that she hardly heard the door knock again. She grabbed her robe throwing it on and opening the door. The messenger was there with more packages. "Did you check yes or no?" he asks her grinning widely.

"Do you have a pen?" is all she says pleadingly and he nods handing her his own watching as she checks yes. "I had this over to you then?" she asks him nervously. "Yes ma'am. Make sure he gets it. For now these are your yes packages." He hands them to her slowly waiting until she had a good hold on them before waving goodbye.

"How did he know I was going to say yes?" she yells after him. "He didn't" the man says as he reaches for the door at the end of the stairs leaving. Caroline runs back inside in a flurry setting down the four boxes all varying in sizes and weight. She bites her nails what should she do? She notices another letter attached to the smallest box quickly she grabs it careful not to tear trough the envelope her eyes greedily search the words on the paper.

Her girlish squeal could probably be heard by Tatia but she didn't care she was so giddy at the nights events her day was quickly turning into something beautiful and she only wished she had the words to express it like he could. Falling in love was such a wonderful thing to do. If that is in fact what they were doing which Caroline sent a silent prayer that it was.

Klaus had a plan to show her his side project, fixing up his mother's house the place where he grew up and where he kept all his paintings. A place he hadn't been able to visit for so long since her death causing him so much pain he had yet to pick up a paint brush. Lately though he had been feeling the itch to a new muse on the rise by the name of Caroline now all he had to do was get out of work today and set it up.

He had his brother Kol come in to assist him in the hell he was going to put his father through today knowing is brother loved mayhem. Having rerouted the shipment was the first step executed quickly thanks to the lovely Sage, Finn's wife. He had to bring her in on it and after he explained he might actually be in love with her she was more than happy to assist. Elijah could not be bothered it was his ex that was wrecking his life at the present moment.

He was on the phone with his wife Katherine. Apparently Tatia had showed up needing a shoulder to cry on. Katherine was slowly losing her edge allowing the girl to stay instead of kicking her to the curb so she called him in order to come home and get her to leave. Klaus didn't feel a bit sorry for him. "Once Mikael gets here everything's in play. Understood?" he asked his sister in law and his mischievous little brother whom both nodded.

"Here he comes," Sage said as she rotated the screen displaying the security camera feed. "Then here we go," Klaus said grinning as he nodded for his brother to run after Mikael explain the shipment problem. Mikael was pissed to say the least breaking a few chairs swinging and barely missing Klaus. "This is your fault boy." He said to him before storming off to his office.

Elijah then came over to say he had to leave because Tatia was refusing to leave their home and Katherine was in no condition to be dealing with her. He speedily left to go assist his wife much to the dismay of his father. "So does that mean we can leave?" Kol asked his father as he reached for his door. His father stared him down, "Yes, boy."

They all waited until he entered his office before their smiles too on a whole new level as they gathered their things to head home happy to have one day off. Klaus checked his messages happy that she had said yes. He made his way to his mother's home to prepare for the nights events. All the supplies riding in the back of his rental car he sent his sister Rebekah a message making sure she was already there to help him. It was going to be a wonderful night.