Hello dear readers, Surprise! Inspiration for this chapter came to me sooner than I expected.
I am so happy that you all enjoyed the last chapter! Thank you very much for all your reviews! It's very humbling to see how passionate you all have become with my story. AND shout out to all the readers who come from a country other than America. I am so flattered that you're reading my 'poorly-grammared' tale.
Just a warning, I use a lot of Italics in this chapter, so I apologize ahead of time if it seems confusing. Well enjoy. Happy reading!
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"Why does a man do what he mustn't? For her. To be hers.
To be the kind of man who would never…"
Klaus woke up and habitually stretched his arm over to the other side of the bed. At first he only felt the cool sheets but then his hand eventually rested on her bare back. He recalled falling asleep with her in his arms but through out the night he woke up to her movements of her shifting away from him. He positioned his body to rest on his side and watched her; he couldn't see her face because she was turned away from him, laying on her stomach, but he concentrated on the slow rise and descent of her upper body, listening to her steady breathing. He reached up and touched her beautiful blonde hair that was splayed over her pillow and shoulders and then he lightly swept his fingers down her spine.
Caroline shifted in her sleep but then slowly opened her eyes to a shiver running down her back. Without moving her head, she looked around the room and remembered that she was in his mansion, in his bedroom. She briefly noted that she had never been in this bedroom before. She squeezed her eyes shut trying to block out reality but she knew he was awake and she would have to face him eventually. She turned her head and found him staring at her.
"Good morning, sweetheart," he said to her while giving her a small smile.
"Good morning," she replied in a small voice.
He frowned at her knowing that she was still hurt by him. He could sense it, he could see it, he could hear it in her voice, and he could feel it just because of her lack of touch.
He rolled onto his back and dragged his hands down his face, breathing deeply, contemplating how he was going to fix this. He turned on his side again and he reached an arm around her body and dragged her to him.
Caroline didn't expect his abrupt movement so she brought her arms up, her elbows bent in front of her body while her hands were just below her chin. Their naked bodies were pressed against each other and while Klaus normally relished this specific sensation he could only sense waves of fear running off of her.
His arm that was wrapped around her back slid up to her face and he gently caressed her cheek.
"Caroline," he sighed, "are you afraid of me?"
She couldn't bring herself to hold his gaze and he knew why.
"Yes," she said with an underlying tone of finality.
Klaus' heart hurt. Her response felt like wooden stake plunged in his body. He shut his eyes for a moment and pressed his forehead to hers and he could feel her arms tense, acting as a barrier between their bodies.
"Caroline I know you'll have a hard time believing me when I tell you this but I would have never gone through with it. I would never compel you. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I did that to you….I don't want you to be afraid of me…. Because I love you….because you love me. I can't lose you, darling, so what can I do to have your trust again?"
Caroline sighed against him and finally relaxed her body. But then she lightly pushed away from him and sat up. She brought her knees to her chest and fiddled with her fingers.
"I need time," her voice cracked, "I need you to give me time, Nik."
He sat up and stared at her, willing her to look at him but she never did. He covered her hands with his when he spoke, "Alright, sweetheart. Whatever you want. Whatever you need."
She gave him a single nod without looking at him and then got off the bed.
"I'm going over to Bonnie's," she told him while finally making herself look at him again.
He fought every urge to go to her and hold her and kiss her. He wanted to love her so badly. He wanted her in his arms, forever. He wanted to make love to her right there but he knew he couldn't.
"I'll see you later then," he replied.
"Okay."
~theVampireDiaries~
"Good mooorrrning, Stefan," Damon chimed as he walked into their kitchen.
Stefan was drinking a blood bag so Damon commented, "No bunnies today?"
"Hello, Damon. How was the Grill yesterday with Bonnie?" he said, ignoring the blood comment.
"Oh fine. Music was horrible, drinks were slow to come. You know, the usual. Is there a reason why you didn't mention Elena?"
Stefan's face contorted with confusion. "Because she was here with me."
Damon's brow furrowed. "No she wasn't. She was with me."
~TVD~
"Where's Caroline?" Rebekah asked Klaus when she walked into his art room. She heard them come in last night but she left him alone with her on purpose.
"With Bonnie."
He was painting something but his thoughts were consumed elsewhere. Even to him the painting was just bunch of colors smeared together.
Rebekah noticed his lack of focus as well but she didn't comment.
"Do you know when she will be back?"
"No."
"Did she forgive you?"
"I don't know, Rebekah," he said with a bit more irritation than he meant.
She frowned and walked over to him and embraced him. The hug was a simple gesture but after living for so long the little things in life had been forgotten between the two of them. Klaus eventually returned her embrace but hated how vulnerable he felt.
"Okay, well I'm planning on talking to Stefan today…" she said while they pulled apart.
"Fine," he looked at her sad eyes and he knew they were only a mirror of his own, "Good luck," he said with a hint of tenderness in his voice.
She stopped at the door before she left and turned to him, "Thanks, Nik. ….She'll come around, you'll see."
~TVD~
"What do you mean she was with you?" Stefan asked.
"I mean she was with me, Stefan. And then she was with me all night. Is there another definition of with me I should know about?"
Just then Elena walked in and reached to grab a blood bag from the fridge.
"Hey, good morning," she said smiling at both Salvatores, "Did you sleep well, Stefan?"
Instead of answering her, Stefan flashed to her and pinned her against a wall: "Where were you yesterday?"
Damon flashed to her instantly and threw Stefan off of her: "I told you she was with me! What the hell Stefan!"
Damon was about to advance on Stefan again but Elena stopped him while she spoke, "Damon stop. Stefan, I was with Damon and Bonnie at the Grill and then I came back here with Damon. What's wrong?"
Elena was a vampire now. If she was still a human she would have been hurt and offended by Stefan's actions but now she learned to overlook those physical encounters as threatening and instead interpret them as conversational gestures. It was a vampire thing.
"I'm sorry," he looked at her and then at his brother, "to both of you. Yesterday I thought I was talking to Elena about my relationship."
"Wait, you thought you were talking to me?" she asked.
"Wait, you're in a relationship?" Damon shouted.
Stefan dragged a hand through his hair and then stared upwards before he answered. "Yes I'm in a relationship with Rebekah…"
"Seriously Stefan! Rebekah?" Damon said, throwing his arms in the air.
Ever since he came back, Elena could tell he was different but she knew it was because of something positive. But it was hard to grasp that concept when she knew that his girlfriend was the reason for her and Matt's death. She decided she wasn't going to make things complicated because frankly she was in love herself: "I'm glad for you, Stefan."
"I'm not," Damon added.
"Thank you Elena," Stefan said and smiled. He already decided that he didn't need or want any of their approvals but it was nice to hear her comment anyway, "Now, were any of you planning on letting me know that Katherine is in town?"
~TVD~
"So what are you going to do?" Bonnie asked.
Caroline just finished changing into Bonnie's clothes. She left the mansion wearing one of Klaus' longer shirts. She had styled a belt around her waist but the attempt was obviously overlooked when she received the 'walk of shame' glances from people in town. She went to the hospital and stole a few blood bags but after she was whistled at by an old man she knew that she would be raiding Bonnie's closet. While she was changing she told Bonnie about everything that happened. She knew Bonnie wasn't exactly comfortable hearing about Klaus but she really needed a girlfriend to chat with.
"I don't know, Bon," Caroline answered.
"You still love him though."
"Unfortunately."
"Unfortunately?"
"I don't know. I just wished it never happened," she said as she curled up into a chair Bonnie had in the corner of her room.
"You wish what didn't happen? That you fell in love with him or that he lied to you about Tyler?"
"God I don't know. Something is wrong with me. I must be broken."
As serious as the conversation was, Bonnie couldn't help but laugh at Caroline's thoughts. She really missed her.
"I missed you," Bonnie spoke her thought aloud.
Caroline smiled at her. "I missed you too, Bonnie. Stefan sucks at girl talk."
"….but not Rebekah right?"
Caroline could tell Bonnie was curious about the relationship she had with the Original girl. "No, not Rebekah. She is a really good listener and she was a good friend to me while I was gone. She really cares, she really loves Stefan too."
Bonnie's eyes grew wide for a moment. First Caroline and Klaus and now Stefan and Rebekah. She didn't comment.
Caroline watched Bonnie continue to fold her laundry on her bed. She glanced around the room and saw that everything was perfectly organized and clean. Her entire house was that way. Just like Matt, Bonnie had managed to support herself. She wasn't completely human but she gave no signs about being a witch.
"How's school, Bonnie?"
"It's alright. It's not really important to me anymore to be honest. Ever since I discovered I was a witch, school hasn't been a huge part of my life. All this studying I have to do…I have no interest in it, ya know? I'd rather have someone teach me more about the Craft. It's when I really miss Grams."
Caroline went into deep thought. She thought about her life and fought back the tears that threatened to spill over. She was a mess.
"I have an idea," she finally said.
~theVampireDiaries~
Later in the afternoon, Stefan found himself lurking in the cemetery. After listening to a never-ending rant from Damon about Rebekah he had to get out of the house. He didn't care what his brother thought. Or what anyone thought really. He didn't leave Paris because he didn't love Rebekah. Yes, he was mad at her but he couldn't stay mad at her. He knew she changed for him the second she confessed her lie. He left Paris to tell Elena he was sorry about not helping her through her transition. He left Paris to support Caroline. But he loved Rebekah.
"Hey, Stefan. Sorry about leaving yesterday. I just wasn't expecting to hear you say you were with Rebekah," she spoke softly.
"You can cut the act, Katherine."
Katherine's smile twisted into a smirk. "Did you miss me?"
"Not at all," he said as he started to walk away.
Katherine caught up to him and walked by his side. "Oh come on, Stefan. You and I both know how you really feel. Elena was never good enough for you and that's why she chose Damon. Now, I let you have your fun in Paris and in Puerto Rico but don't you think it's time you stop ignoring your feelings for me? I'm always going to choose you Stefan." Katherine teased as she reached and caressed the side of his neck.
Stefan stopped walking and pushed her hand away and then crossed his arms. "Really Katherine? You bide your time stalking me; very pathetic of you. Move on."
"Oooh," she purred while leaning into him, "so hurtful. You know I like it rough."
Stefan shoved her away. "Enough Katherine," he began walking again, "You and I are never going to happen." Seeing her made him realize how exhausted he was dealing with the lure of a doppelganger. He fell under the thrall not once but twice and neither relationship made him whole because he never had them to begin with. It was always a constant battle with them. He could forgive Elena because of her kindness but Katherine deserved his hatred.
Katherine shoved him against a nearby mausoleum and leaned in. "Mmmm sounds like you just need reminding."
Before she could kiss him she felt her hair being yanked and then she was dragged away from Stefan. A hand tightened around her throat and she was lifted, her shoes barely touched the ground.
"Katerina," Rebekah glared.
"Rebekah," Katherine barely choked out. Her eyes were filled with fear.
"It's been a while, but not enough time has passed for me to forget what you did to my family. I know Elijah will be upset with me for taking away his fun but I just can't help myself."
Without a warning she flashed and broke off a branch from a tree and plunged it into Katherine's heart. The five hundred year old vampire screamed but only for a moment. She whispered Stefan's name with her last breath as her body turned into a gray corpse.
~TVD~
Something wasn't right. Klaus could feel it. He had been pacing all over in his mansion thinking about the conversation he had with Caroline. As soon as she left his bed he felt cold. As soon as she left the mansion he felt like he was left in the dark.
He grabbed his jacket and headed toward the witch's home.
~TVD~
"You're unbelievable, Stefan. Katherine? Really?" Rebekah said as she dropped Katherine's lifeless form.
"Where do you get off judging me? She followed me here." Stefan fired back.
"Ugh, whatever. You do realize I just ridded Katerina from this world. And I did it because…because…"
"Because you love me. I know, Rebekah."
Rebekah balled her fists at her sides and let out a huff. Stefan just stared back her waiting for her to say something but she was just so frustrated with him. He was right, she did love him but she couldn't tell if he still loved her.
"Forget it," she bit out and started to walk away.
Stefan followed after her quick pace. "You're incredibly stubborn, Rebekah. You know that?"
"Well I'm not asking you to follow me," she whipped her head back to glare at him for a moment.
"You need me."
Yes, I need you. I love you. "We both know that you left Paris to go back to her, to Elena. I'm not stopping you. I could care less."
She marched right into a small creek and stumbled on the stones but she continued walking. Stefan was right behind her, also getting wet as he stumbled.
"Rebekah stop saying things you don't mean. If you cared less you would not have come back here. If you didn't care you would not have just killed Katherine for me."
"I did it for my brother."
"And you did it for me."
I don't deserve you. "Stefan, we would not have lasted."
He grabbed her elbow and whipped her around to face him. She was ten times stronger than him but he was more determined.
"I forgive you, Rebekah. Do you hear me? I forgive you."
"Stefan, I…"
"No, you listen to me," he ordered while he held her shoulders, "you know damn well that we would last. And you're too stubborn to admit that you love me because you think you're not good enough. Am I right?"
"Stefan…"
"Am I right?"
She nodded 'yes' without looking at him.
"You are good enough for me, Rebekah," he said as he softened his features, "You're the love of my life."
She shook her head violently as she placed her hand over his heart. "I hurt you, Stefan."
"Yes you did, but I'm not walking away."
He could tell she was still fighting with herself so he took her hands in his.
"Repeat after me," he ordered, "I, Rebekah…"
He squeezed her hands to urge her and she finally looked into his eyes.
"I, Rebekah…" she repeated.
"Promise to love Stefan for the rest of my life…"
"…promise to love Stefan for the rest of my life."
"And," he continued while he reached into his pocket, "I promise to never lie to my husband ever again."
"And I promise to never lie to my…..husband ever again." She realized what she just said and her undead heart warmed.
Stefan couldn't help but return her big smile as he slid a very large diamond ring on her finger.
She looked at the ring in awe. "I love you so much," she said as she fought against her tears.
"I love you too," he replied. He took her face in his hands and kissed her senseless.
~theVampireDiaries~
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Bonnie said as they settled into their seats.
"Well, you said wanted to learn more about witchcraft, right?" Caroline replied.
"Caroline. I just walked out on everything I know."
"You'll be fine," Caroline reassured her.
"I know I will. It's just a bit nerve wrecking."
"Well I'm here to help. That's what friends are for," Caroline gave her a small smile.
"Care, you're my friend so that's why I'm saying this to you: I know you're using me to runaway. I know I'm your excuse. But I don't like him and I don't think I ever will. So I'm okay with this. I'm okay with being your distraction."
The two friends stared at each other for a moment and then Caroline frowned in defeat.
"Okay," Caroline whispered.
"Ladies and gentlemen this is your captain speaking. We would like to welcome you onboard. This Delta flight is due for Chicago, Illinois. The flight duration is around two hours and we are expecting a fairly smooth flight today. Once again we thank you for choosing to fly with us today and we hope you enjoy your flight."
~theVampireDiaries~
The sun had set long ago and Klaus was finishing his third glass of brandy in his study. He had gone to Bonnie's house and no one was there. He then went onto check the Gilbert house. He lingered long enough to see a glimpse of Tyler Lockwood but he didn't see his Caroline so he moved on.
He checked her high school, the town square, the Grill, the Sheriff's department, the Lockwood caves, he brushed through the woods, and then finally he rudely barged in Damon Salvatore's house.
"Where is she?" he demanded.
"Jeez, talk about déjà vu," Damon quipped, "Your girlfriend is not here."
Klaus crossed the library over to him and grabbed the lapels of Damon's leather jacket. "If you're lying to me…"
"I'm not lying," he said while throwing his hands up in mock surrender, "I haven't seen her since yesterday."
Klaus glared at him and decided he was telling the truth. "Fine. I promised Caroline I wouldn't kill you." So he broke his neck instead.
He turned on his heel to walk out and found Elena frozen in place from just witnessing Damon's body go limp. He didn't say anything as he walked pass her but she swore she saw sorrow in him when their eyes met.
Klaus went over to his bar and refilled his glass with the dark liquid, this time lacing it with blood. He took a sip but then set the glass down and shut his eyes. He could hear his sister's laughter from a distance.
"Hello, mate," Klaus said as he took in the sight of his sister and him standing next to each other holding hands.
"Klaus," Stefan said as he took a step forward, laying a hand on the hybrid's shoulder, "I forgive you; you better make it up to Caroline though."
Klaus chuckled and nodded. He extended his hand toward the Salvatore, "Of course. Friends then?"
Stefan smirked as he accepted his hand and shook it. "Not friends. Brothers."
At the same time Klaus could see Rebekah jumping up and down behind Stefan flashing her ring at him.
Since then Rebekah and Stefan were held up in her room. He smiled at the thought of their happiness but then he quickly went back into his melancholy state. He walked over to his fireplace, braced his arms on the mantle and waited. He listened for the front door to open so that he could hear the sound of her heels click across the floor.
"I need time. I need you to give me time, Nik."
He waited to see her beautiful face.
"I'll see you later then."
"Okay."
He waited to hear her melodic voice. He waited to feel her warm embrace. He fought to keep from thinking the worse. He listened and waited.
~theVampireDiaries~
"I'm not letting you go, love. I'm not letting you go."
Caroline continued to cry as Tyler led her out of the gym and down the hallway toward the double doors. He opened the doors and Caroline stepped over the threshold and found herself in an elevator. She recognized it to be the same one that was for the penthouse in Paris.
Tyler didn't follow her and the elevator began to climb. As she journeyed upward she grew anxious wondering what she would see when she reached the top.
The elevator door slid open and she stepped out onto the Coliseum; she found herself standing under one of the many archways, gazing outward at the amber-lit city of Rome. She felt his arms wrap around her from behind.
"It's so beautiful. Thank you for showing me this," she said while still looking out, "You're so good to me….I love you, Nik."
She felt him tighten his hold on her: "Then why are you running from me, sweetheart?"
"Because it was too perfect to be true. It was never real."
He bent his head and kissed the side of her neck. "Then don't tell me you love me, Caroline." He turned her around to face him and he pressed his lips to hers. "Don't tell me you want me, sweetheart." He held the back of her neck and her waist as he dragged his lips from her mouth down to her neck and then kissed along her collarbone. "Don't tell me you're mine." She started to cry and he kissed the tears from her cheeks. He gently kissed her mouth one last time before he pulled away. She gasped when she saw black veins and large menacing fangs. "Instead, tell me you hate me."
"I can't….I won't." she sobbed. She buried her face in her hands and when she finally looked up again he was gone. She could still hear his voice lingering in the air though.
"Then darling, come back to me."
~TVD~
Bonnie switched on the lamp and shook Caroline awake.
"Caroline, wake up," she told her friend gently.
Caroline's eyes fluttered open.
"You were crying in your sleep. You okay?"
"Yeah…I'll be fine," she lied.
The two girls looked around their hotel room that Caroline compelled for them. They could hear the busy sounds of city from below.
"Chicago…" Bonnie mumbled.
"Yep," Caroline said sitting up, "Alright, let's go."
"Let's go? It's five in the morning!"
"Yes it is. And we both know that I'm using you as a distraction and right now I need some distracting."
"Okay…"
"Now. Stefan told me that Gloria owns a bar."
"Yeah but there must be a thousand bars or more here."
"True. Can't you do some spell to locate her or something. Like some witchy sixth sense thing?"
Bonnie laughed. "Actually I can. Hand me my grimoire."
~TVD~
Two days later they found Gloria. The meeting was initially awkward and almost scary but of course once the elder witch discovered Bonnie was a Bennett they instantly became friends.
Over the course of the next two weeks their lives fell into a routine. Every day they met up with Gloria and Bonnie would watch and learn from the elder witch. They traded secrets and strategies and shared their stories of cheating death.
But Caroline decided to move on. She said her goodbye to Bonnie and the next day she was in California, venturing through Hollywood Boulevard like a tourist would. And she was miserable.
She became a tourist in many towns and in many cities. She traveled to different states and saw the cliché sightings but nothing could save her from her nights.
Every night he came to her in her dreams. Loving her. Every night he kissed her, whispered in her ear. Told her that he would never give up on her. Promised he'd find a way back to her. And every night Caroline found herself telling him she loved him. She would always wake up crying because she wanted him.
She was sitting on one of the cliffs of the Grand Canyon when she finally admitted to herself her real reason for running. She wasn't afraid of him. She was terrified of the perfect life she had with him. Perfection never lasts she told herself. Something bad would happen eventually. Even so, she still wanted him.
But her heart wouldn't mend. Time wouldn't help her like it did before. She couldn't move on and it wasn't because she really didn't want to, it was because he had ruined her. She would never love anyone else and as a vampire that is a very long time to be lonely.
She kept to herself, which only added to her loneliness. But she couldn't bring herself to even try to make friends. Her heartache drained all her energy of even faking normalcy, of faking happiness.
Some days she felt pure anger. She reflected on all the moments she confessed her past to him. She told him everything. She told him about all the relationships she had. She told him about all the times she had been hurt. She spoke to him about her father trying to fix her. She told him everything about her life. Every time she told him a secret, a story, he had a chance. He had an opportunity to tell her what he had done. But he allowed the lie to stay hidden. He let it fester. He let it grow so big that by the time it made its appearance it was too big to deal with so drama ensued. She told herself that's why she ran: because she was angry at him and his decision.
On most days she cried though. After six weeks of being apart she thought she wouldn't have any tears left but still they came. She sobbed into cheap hotel bed sheets every single night.
She flew to New York City. It reminded her of Paris but with American yankee accents. Bonnie met up with her. She listened to her witch-friend speak about all the spells she had learned and Caroline welcomed the distraction. Bonnie told her that she would be returning to Mystic Falls soon.
"It's just home, you know?"
But Caroline couldn't relate to her friend because her home was him.
They sat at a random bar in the city and shared a few more drinks until Bonnie left. Caroline remained at the bar and nursed her drink, hating herself for being a coward. This wasn't like her to ignore her problems. She wanted him back. She needed him in her life. Because she loved him.
She was tired of hiding, of using anger as an excuse. Any anger she felt now was because of her. She had done this to herself and she wondered if he would take her back.
"May I buy you a drink?"
Caroline took in the sight of a suave older looking man standing next to her. She swiveled on her bar stool to turn away from him slightly.
"No thank you," she said politely.
"Just one drink. Let me get to know you sweetheart," he said while he placed his hand on her back.
"I said no. Take a hint," she replied and swatted away his hand.
He grabbed her wrist in an instant and tightened his hold. He was a vampire and she could tell by his grip that he was much older than her.
This wasn't the first time in the past six weeks she had to deal with a persistent man. However, she never came across a vampire. In the same moment she thought about the last time she felt safe and it was when she was in his arms.
"I do believe the lady said 'no'," said another voice.
She felt that vampire's grasp ripped from her arm and he was thrown across the bar. The vampire stumbled to stand up but he casually straightened his jacket and left.
Caroline made eye contact with her savior.
"Hello, kitten," he said while he took a seat next to her and smirked.
"Hey, Kol," she replied giving him a small smile.
"You look bloody awful," he poked, "but still rather beautiful."
Caroline set her elbows on the bar counter and leaned her forehead in the palms of hands. She laughed a little but then sighed because she knew she looked awful. She felt awful. She peered over at him and watched him order a drink while he winked at the bartendress.
"Why are you here?" she asked him as she straightened up again.
"This happens to be where I live at the moment. I'm a student at NYU."
"Really? I would have pegged you to go somewhere in Europe."
She briefly noted how good it felt to have a conversation with someone.
"Yes, well, women like a man with an accent. These city girls swoon." He felt a vibration in his pocket and took out his iPhone. He looked at the caller I.D and groaned. He set his phone on the counter and let it continue to buzz.
"You're not going to answer that?"
He picked up the phone and showed her the caller I.D: 'Darth Invader'.
"It's Elijah," he explained, "He went to Dubai but then followed me here. He's one of my bloody professors now! He's always invading my space. And I know he's calling because I didn't turn in my paper. I can't believe he expects me to do the assignments. His class is horribly dull."
Caroline giggled and felt good to have something to chuckle at. "Well I think he just loves you."
His phone went off again but this time it was a text. He read it and then scoffed.
"See! I told you!" He showed her the text: 'Kol, I will not remind you again. Your paper was due last week. You cannot compel me.'
She laughed again. She missed them. "So what are you majoring in?"
"I'm Undecided at the moment." His phone went off again and he groaned.
"Wow, you're so popular," she joked.
He showed her the caller I.D: 'Cinder-Bekah'.
"She calls me every day. 'Kol, you need to get measured for your tux'," he mimicked in a girly voice.
Caroline's brow furrowed not understanding why he would need a tux. Kol was about to explain but then his phone went off again.
"Wow, I am popular," he said while he glanced at the screen again.
"Did she send you a text too?"
He showed her the caller I.D: 'The Vampire Wolverine'. He slid the phone over to her and she stared at the screen until it went black.
"He'll probably call again," he said as he leaned his elbow on the counter, "You know how persistent Nik can be."
Sure enough the phone went off again and Caroline just watched, holding her breath. At the last moment Kol picked it up and answered it.
"Hello brother…..sitting at a bar with a beautiful woman…..any sign of her you ask?..." he stared at Caroline for a moment but then smiled, "No, I haven't seen her…..maybe she died…..relax, hold your daggers, I was just kidding!...yes, yes my liver I know…..indeed…..until then brother."
Kol glared at her and Caroline knew what was coming.
"You realize I just lied for you, Caroline."
"Yes," she whispered.
"Why are you running? Why are you doing this to him? Better yet, why are you doing this to yourself?"
"Is he angry?"
"What do you think? Six weeks, Caroline. Six weeks. You know he's looking for you right? He has other vampires looking for you as well, in all fifty states, and in Europe! Six weeks of him calling me every day asking me the same bloody question. Now answer me. Why are you running?"
Caroline had never seen Kol so serious. There was no doubt that he was Mikaelson.
"I was afraid, Kol, for a stupid reason. I want him back but I don't know if he still loves me."
"Did you hear anything I just said?..."
"Yes! I heard you! But he's furious. I betrayed his trust and I can't be daggered Kol."
"You think he wants to kill you?" he rolled his eyes, "This is why I don't fall in love. You run the risk of becoming a complete idiot. You think he wants to kill you and he thinks you've moved on and that you're with someone else. Bloody idiots!"
"He thinks I moved on?"
"I do not enjoy repeating myself." He took his phone and placed it in her hand. He let out a deep sigh before he spoke again, "Caroline. My brother needs you as you need him."
Caroline took a deep breath and pressed to call him. He answered after the first ring.
"Kol. Did you find her?"
She could tell he was furious but it was heaven to hear his voice.
"Kol!"
"Nik, it's me," she almost whispered.
"…..Stay with Kol."
The call ended.
Well that's it for this chapter. I hope you all weren't thrown off by Katherine coming into the mix. She actually made a brief, not-so-specific, appearance in chapter nine.
Please leave a review if you have time. They always make me smile. Favorite scene? Least favorite scene? Anyone tear up or laugh? Hehe. Btw, we're getting close to the end. :]