When Klaus's old friend is back from the dead, Caroline is jealous thinking that she was his lover. It turns out she's an avid Klaroline shipper and a bit too much into matchmaking.
Caroline and Klaus were waiting rather impatiently for something to happen, looking at Bonnie expectantly while she carried conversations with ghosts they could not see.
The other side was collapsing and they both had people they wanted to see resurrected. Most of Caroline's friends were dead and Klaus wanted his brother to be on the side of the living once more.
They exchanged worried looks a few times, their presences being somewhat reassuring and calming, even though Caroline didn't want to admit it.
It was when Bonnie suddenly yelled in pain and two people appeared out of thin air next to her – Kol and a brunette girl she'd never seen before, dressed in a beautiful gown, her petite form hugged by a corset, releasing her when it came to the waist, a full skirt then taking place.
She smiled, her warm brown eyes lighting up when she saw him. "Nik!" she exclaimed happily, running towards him so she could envelop him in a big and tight hug.
Caroline looked at them, confused.
Who was that girl? And why was she hugging Klaus?
It wasn't that she was jealous. It was just that she worried about the girl's safety. Klaus wasn't the type of person who was okay with hugging and maybe she was a past fling just about to find her way to the other side and – fine, Caroline was totally jealous.
The way he had been looking at the other girl, completely awestruck, didn't help either.
"Charlotte?" he asked, his voice uncertain while he hugged her back.
"I'm back." She said, pulling back so she could look at him. "Oh, it's so good to be alive again."
"Well, I most certainly agree." Kol said, shooting the girl a dirty look as he walked towards Klaus, "You would think that my brother would be happier to see me than Charlie, but, of course he'd prefer her…"
Charlotte rolled her eyes, grinning. "Don't be jealous, Kol. Klaus has space in his heart for us all." She told him mockingly.
Kol snorted.
"It is good to have you back, brother." Klaus relented, one of his arms still wrapped around Charlie's waist, nodding solemnly.
His brother shot him a quick small smile that Caroline almost missed as she watched carefully the scene unfolding in front of her.
"What about me? Is it good to have me back?" Charlotte asked.
Klaus chuckled, "You know it is, love."
She didn't have the chance to keep paying attention, since Tyler chose that moment to come back from the dead. They could not be together anymore, but it didn't mean she didn't care about him, so she pulled him into a hug as he announced he wasn't a hybrid or a werewolf anymore.
When she looked back to see what Klaus's reaction would be, he, that girl and Kol were nowhere to be found.
Caroline chose to ignore it for the moment, focusing on her friends who needed to get out of this alive… Would their lives ever stop being in constant danger?
XX
The next time she saw them it was a week later.
She was sitting in the park with Matt, both of them silently enjoying each other's company, appreciating the fact that they were both still alive when some of them just weren't.
Bonnie. She missed Bonnie.
And she noticed Klaus and Charlotte walking towards her, their arms intertwined as they made their way to the bench she was sitting on.
"Caroline, could I talk to you for a second?" he asked.
"Look, Klaus, I'm not in the mood for-"
"It will only be a moment." He assured her and she sighed, nodding at him before getting up.
They walked a few steps away, Charlie engaging in a small talk with Matt even though her eyes wouldn't leave them. Caroline wondered if she was feeling jealous. Since she had been on the other side, the brunette must have seen how Klaus had acted around her, the promises he'd made… She felt a strange tug of satisfaction hit her at the thought.
"What is it?" she asked, crossing her arms in front of her body.
"I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry for your friend. And Damon, though I have the impression you're not particularly about his death." She didn't deny and he smirked, "That's what I thought. Anyways, I think it'd be correct to assume that you're looking for a way to bring your friend back to life?"
"Yes. And don't you dare try to stop me." She said fiercely.
Klaus chuckled, "I wouldn't dream of it, love. I was merely trying to say that if you need anything at all, I could help. I'm a resourceful man and I'm grateful for your friend's help in my brother's resurrection. And in Charlotte's."
"I… Thank you." Caroline said, honestly.
He shrugged, "It's the least I can do." He sent a quick look to the brunette girl, "Now, I hope you don't mind, sweetheart, but Charlie has been quite anxious to be formally introduced to you."
"Okay." Caroline started to prepare herself for the bitchy attitude and territorialism the other girl would no doubt display.
Not even waiting to be called over and not bothering to pretend she wasn't listening to their conversation, Charlie walked gracefully towards them. Caroline couldn't help but notice that the girl was wearing pants and a sweater even thought the weather was quite hot that day.
Charlotte seemed to notice her train of thought, because she giggled and said, "I know… But last time I was live it was the 18th century. I'm not that used to showing as much skin as you people are nowadays. Rebekah said I'll grow used to it, though. Anyway, hi! I'm Charlotte. Most people call me Charlie, though. It's so good to finally meet you, Caroline."
"It's nice to meet you too." She said politely.
"So, I was just thinking, maybe we could get to know each other better? I'm not trying to scare you and it might not come out exactly in the right way, but I've seen you from the other side and... I feel like we might have a lot in common."
"Charlie." Klaus said in a warning tone and the girl in question rolled her eyes.
"Honestly, Nik, I just want to know Caroline better. I won't tell any embarrassing stories, I promise." She joked.
Caroline looked at both of them for a few seconds before replying, "Uh, yeah sure. I'd love to meet Klaus long lost friend." She wasn't sure why she was using her best cheerleader smile and condescending tone, but it felt so good.
Charlotte smiled, entirely too pleased with the situation. "Great, I'll text you… Or call you. As soon as I understand how to use a phone. It might take a few days."
Klaus laughed, "She's quite useless with technology, as it turns out." He confided to Caroline.
Charlie rolled her eyes, "Well, see you soon, Caroline."
"See you." She said.
He gave took one of her hands, bringing it to his lips and kissing her knuckles while keeping eye contact with him. "Take care, Caroline."
They stepped away talking happily leaving a very confused Caroline behind.
Was Klaus seriously going to continue his flirtatious ways in front of his lover? And why was the girl so keen on getting to know her? Were they trying to sweet-talk her into a threesome?
She had no idea what was going on.
Couldn't things be at least a little less complicated?
XX
She was pretty sure about the threesome thing when she was summoned to the Mikaelson mansion with a text (all in caps, she thought Charlotte had accidentally activated them and didn't know how to turn it off) that said:
4:36pm
URGENT! CAROLINE PLEASE COME TO KLAUS'S HOUSE HE NEEDS YOU!
4:37pm
REBEKAH GAVE ME YOUR PHONE NUMBER I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND
PLEASE DO COME IT'S AN EMERGENCY
Her first thought was to rush to his house, knowing that the last time she'd been called there for an emergency, Klaus thought he was actually dying. Still, as soon as she got through the doors, she found Charlotte waiting for her with a smile on her face.
"Good, I'm glad you came. Come with me."
"You told me it was urgent." Caroline said accusingly, frowning at the other girl's unworried manners.
Charlie didn't turn to look at her, "Oh, it is. Come, you'll understand."
Curiosity took the best of her, so she followed the brunette into the hallways of the Mikaelson mansion, stopping a few meters away from an open door when the other girl did so, putting a finger over her own lips, telling Caroline she should keep quiet.
"What's going on?" she mouthed.
"He needs to see you." The other girl replied in the same way, gesturing for her to get in.
Caroline sighed, rolling her eyes, but did what she was told. Feeling something was wrong as soon as entered the room.
"What are you doing here, love?" Klaus asked, looking away from the painting he was working on.
She frowned, "Didn't you want to see me?"
"I always do." He assured her, "But I didn't ask for you, I'm afraid. I'm not complaining, though. Unless you're friends are back to those plans where they use you to distract me. I thought that'd be over when Damon died."
"I asked her to come here." Charlotte said from the door, not getting inside the room.
Klaus groaned, "Charlie-"
She held her hand up to stop him from talking, "Let me tell you the rules-"
"Rules?" Caroline asked, confused.
"Yes, rules." Charlotte repeated, "Since the two of you clearly aren't making any progress on your own, I decided to take the matters into my own hands. So, I asked a witch, well, Kol asked a witch to enchant this room so you can't leave it until… Until I say so." She said happily, "Also, there's a truth spell so you won't be able to lie. I thought it would make things easier."
"Charlotte, stop this." Klaus demanded.
"I'm afraid I can't, Nik. Really, you should be thanking me."
"Thanking you? I'm going to k-" he stopped mid-sentence, looking confused as he tried to force the words out of his mouth, but they wouldn't come out.
Charlie grinned at him, "Truth spell. You can't say you're going to kill me, because you won't. A beautiful thing, isn't it? Anyway, I'll leave the two of you alone… Oh, and don't try to simply stay quiet. Talk, do you understand? Or I won't let you out."
The girl walked away, humming to herself as she did so.
Caroline looked at Klaus for a few seconds, shocked.
"What the hell is wrong with your girlfriend? Why would she do this?"
Klaus looked at her frowning, "My… Girlfriend?"
"Oh, is she your wife? I didn't know." He started to laugh. "Don't laugh at me!" she protested.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. It's just… Do you really think I am in a romantic relationship with Charlie?"
She frowned, "Well… Aren't you?"
He shook his head, "She's a very dear friend of mine, but no, we've never been romantically involved. I met her a few years before we found Katerina, she was a recently turned vampire… Rebekah took her under her wing and in our forced cohabitation we grew to be close friends. She spent centuries with us, sometimes she'd be travelling on her own for a few years, and one day… Mikael killed her. She was trying to help us escape and he got her in the process." He explained, his voice becoming harder as he talked about how she'd died.
"I'm sorry." Caroline said sympathetically.
Klaus shrugged, "It was a long time ago. She's back now."
"Still, I don't understand why would lock us in here?"
He looked at her, amused, "Well, Charlie has always been a firm believer in love, you see. And she's wanted to match me with someone it's been a long while. Never managed to do it successfully, though. And she watched our interactions from the other side and has decided you are her next victim." He joked, "Also, I told her that I enjoyed you and I think she's trying to make up for the fact that I caught her in bed with Kol." He shuddered, remembering the scene. "Apparently they spent some quality time together in the other side…"
It was Caroline's turn to laugh, "So… What you are saying is that your friend, who just came back from the dead, decided to play cupid with us?"
"Yes." He said, smiling as well, "That's exactly what I'm saying. I believe her exact words were 'She's so good at keeping you on your toes and she'll be perfect!' and something about how happy I looked whenever I was with you." He cleared his throat, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Now, I believe she did tell us to talk and I wouldn't ignore her words, love. I wouldn't put it pass her, not letting us leave until we talk."
Caroline hesitated, looking down for a moment. "Fine, what do you want to talk about? Me? My hopes and dreams? Everything I want in life?" she teased.
"Yes." He replied with a smirk, "But, first, I would like to know… Were you jealous of Charlotte?"
The denial was on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't get it past her lips. Damn that truth spell.
Klaus seemed to be very amused, "You could abstain from answering my question, love, but you have to admit that your silence is pretty self-explaining."
She rolled her eyes, but mentally deciding to go along with it, tired of having to hide her feelings. Besides, she didn't want to die – after all, death seemed to be surrounding her it'd been a while - having any regrets, so she might as well take a chance with Klaus.
"Fine. I was jealous, ok?"
"Why?" Klaus asked, genuinely curious.
Caroline huffed, "Well… I don't know. I mean, I'm just… Confused. Like, I know I shouldn't want you, but I don't want you with anyone else, ok?"
He gave her a dimpled smile, taking a few steps towards her, "You're the only one I want." He promised. Caroline's eyes widened at his words, part of her panicking because she couldn't deny he was telling the truth, not when they were unable to do anything but. "So you do want me?"
"I… I think it's my turn to ask a few questions."
"Very well, then. Go ahead, love."
"Do you mean it when you say that you want to be my last love?" she asked quickly, as if she was afraid her better judgement would stop the words from pouring out of her mouth.
Klaus smiled, "I do, yes."
"And… Does that mean you want me to be your last love?"
"Yes."
She walked towards him, as if he'd some sort of gravitational strength that pulled her closer… Perhaps it was his eyes; she was sure she was hypnotized, completely lost in them.
"How happy would you be right now if I were to kiss you?" she asked, her eyes flickering to his lips for a fraction of a second.
"More than you can imagine." He replied with a small smile.
His hands landed on her hip gently as he leaned his head towards her, leaving their lips only a few inches apart.
She closed her eyes, ready to close that distance and-
"I can't hear them! Do you think they're kissing?" they heard Kol asking rather loudly even from a distance.
"Shut up, you moron." Rebekah said.
"Shhh!"
Klaus groaned, "Why don't all of you get the hell out of the house?" he yelled as Caroline laughed, resting her forehead on his shoulder.
"Sorry, Nik!" Charlotte said. "Oh, and I'm really happy for the both of you!"
"Out!" he said again and then sighed, "I'm sorry about the interruption, sweetheart. Where were we?"
Caroline grinned at him as she pulled him down for a kiss.
The other people in the house had to leave soon after, because they did not want to hear what was happening in that room.
Caroline surprises Klaus with her paintings. (because every time I read something with KC + painting, she usually sucks at it so this happened)
"Hey," Caroline called coming into the room he used as a studio, "Can you come with me a second? I want to show you something."
Klaus arched his brows, his lips curving in a small smile as he wiped his hands clean from the paint. "So you are finally going to show me what you've been keeping a secret in that room for months now?"
She chuckled, knowing how he hated not knowing what she was up to, "Yes. And it wasn't a secret… It was a surprise!" Caroline said excitedly and he couldn't help but grin at her as she pulled him by the arm. "Come on!"
"Alright, love." He complied, letting her lead them through the corridors of their house in New Orleans.
They'd been together for almost years, having taken Caroline a decade before he showed up at his door after their encounter in the woods, though they'd met a few times in between.
Over the last couple of months, Caroline started acting suspiciously, always going missing a few hours every day and saying it was nothing after he'd gathered the courage to ask her, knowing that she didn't appreciate that he monitored her every step.
After a few more weeks of imagining every worst case scenario, Caroline eased his worries, realizing he'd been feeling very uncomfortable with the whole situation, assuring him that there was nothing wrong, she was just working on a project she didn't want him to know yet, but that she'd tell him eventually.
He did his best to let it go after that, still worrying about it every now and then, though.
Now, the day she'd reveal what she'd been doing had finally arrived. He was quite curious, to be perfectly honest.
"So…" she said, stopping in front of the door of one of the room no one used, "I know I probably made you wonder what hell was going on and what happened and all that and this probably isn't as exciting as your mind might have made it, but… I know I'm rambling, sorry. I'm a bit nervous about this."
"You know you don't have to be, sweetheart. Just tell me what's going on, yes?"
She took a deep breath, "Ok. So… You know how you tried to teach me how to draw a few years ago?"
He winced, remembering how that had gone out. "Yes."
"I think we can all agree that it didn't go to well, right?" he snorted, "Fine," she rolled her eyes, "It was a total disaster, but the point is, I liked it. I liked drawing, even though I didn't really have the patience for it. And you didn't have the patience to teach me. And we always got distracted and had sex instead."
He smirked, "I do recall that, yes."
"Right. So, maybe, a few months ago, I decided I wanted to try again."
Klaus frowned, "Why didn't you say anything?"
"Because I wanted it to be a surprise!" she said as if it was obvious, "So, that's what I've been doing this whole time. Except, I ended up enjoying painting even more and, well… This happened." She opened the door.
He looked at her before pushing the door open and walking inside the room.
Klaus was completely mesmerized.
Her paintings were incredible. All the colours and the strong, vivid brushes, looking like a post-impressionist work of art. They were beautiful.
One of them was the view from their apartment in New York in the fall, all of the orange leaves making the painting look so vibrant. A Greek landscape, with its blue water and white sand, looked so bright… The French Quarter was the most captivating one, though, the Van Gogh inspiration being clear with all of the waves and movement.
"You did these?"
"Yes." She said proudly until a hint of insecurity hit her, "Do you like them?"
"Like them? They are… They are amazing, love. Who's been giving you classes?"
"Bella." She replied, talking about a vampire she'd befriended in one of their trips. "She learned from Monet himself."
Klaus admired the paintings with a bit of envy.
It wasn't that he couldn't paint like that, but it'd taken him at least half a century to master the technic he had. Putting that much life and energy in a painting was difficult.
He debated with himself for a second if he should tell her that and feed her ego… He decided she deserved it.
"I'm impressed, love. How long have you been studying painting? Four months? It took me way longer to paint like this, I assure you."
"Really?" she asked, smiling, her eyes sparkling.
"Really." He confirmed. "Where do you want to hang these?"
"Do you want to hang these?"
Klaus raised his brow at her, knowing that, if she was showing the paintings to him, she was proud of them and already had designated places for them. "They deserve to be shown, don't you think?"
"Well, if you say so…" She joked, "I have it all figured out."
"Hm… Somehow, I'm not surprised by this." He smiled, "I vote against you taking my painting off of the wall in the library of our house in London."
She made a face. She absolutely hated it.
"I thought we had established years ago that you don't really get a vote on decoration. You're more like an honorary member of the decoration committee."
He sighed dramatically, "I figured as much."
Caroline smiled, turning so she'd be facing him, putting her hands on his chest, "So… Just how proud you are of me?" she asked, biting her lower lip.
Klaus smirked, placing his hands on her hip, "Very proud, love. In fact, I'm pretty sure we should celebrate your new found talent."
"I think so too." She agreed before kissing him.
Caroline is turned into a cat and Klaus has to take care of her. Por favor :)
"Who are you?" Klaus asked, looking at the men at his door holding a cat.
Truth be told, he knew exactly who that man was. He was Enzo… Caroline's friend. The one he was initially very jealous of, but then realized there wasn't anything romantic about their relationship and became somewhat satisfied to know that she had someone who cared in her life.
What? He said he'd never go back to Mystic Fall, that didn't mean he wasn't going to keep tabs on her. Especially because the blonde vampire could be quite jeopardy-friendly.
"I'm Enzo. And we need to talk." The dark haired said bluntly. "It's about Caroline." He added, hoping that would make Klaus interested.
It did.
"What happened to Caroline?"
"Let me in and I'll tell you."
Klaus looked at him, assessing the vampire for a second before nodding and letting him inside. He led them through the corridors of his house, taking them to his office where they wouldn't be bothered.
"Very well, Enzo. What's wrong with Caroline?"
Enzo seemed to hesitate for a second, looking at the cat for a moment before returning his gaze to Klaus. "You see, Damon was trying to get Elena back and he managed to convince Caroline and I to talk to a group of witches… It turns out they weren't very friendly and you know Caroline, she can be quite stubborn sometimes- Ouch!" the cat started to fuss in his arms, scratching his wrist. "Calm down, gorgeous."
Klaus realized what had happened instantly. "They turned her into a cat?" he asked in disbelief.
"Uh, yes. And we haven't managed to break the spell, so I figured you could help us… Help her."
He fought down a smile, paying more attention to the feline now. It did have Caroline's blue eyes and the fur was white with some grey patches on its head and torso. He had to admit, it was a pretty good-looking cat.
The cat – Caroline – gave him an annoyed look, its tail wagging, a sign that it – she – wasn't pleased with his amusement.
"Is it really you, sweetheart?" the cat nodded in response, "I must say, this is not how I imagined you showing up at my door would be." He smiled at her reassuringly, "Don't worry, love. I'll find a way to help you."
"Good!" Enzo exclaimed, as if trying to remember Klaus he was still in the room. "I'll leave her with you, then." He said, handing the cat to him. "Her phone is here." He put it in Klaus's desk. "Tell her to call me when she's a human again. I have to go now… Damon has put himself into trouble again and someone has to help him. Take care of her, do you understand?"
Klaus only stared at the men, insulted both by the tone he was using – no one talked to him like that except his family and Caroline – and by the fact that vampire seemed to think he needed to be warned to take her of her. As if he wouldn't do it.
Enzo smiled, greeting a not-so-pleased Caroline goodbye and then making his way out.
"I guess it's just you and me, sweetheart." Klaus said; he was holding her close to his chest and though she wasn't exactly protesting, he figured he should put her down. "I'll have to tell Elijah and Rebekah about you… I don't think they'll believe if I tell them I decided to adopt a cat. Though, I suppose Elijah won't be thrilled about having cat hair clinging to his suits. I don't mind, of course." He smirked.
If cats could roll their eyes, Caroline was most certainly doing so.
"Are you hungry, love?" she nodded, "For blood or for regular food? Nod once for blood and twice for food." She let him know she needed blood. "Alright, then. Let's go to the kitchen and find you a blood bag."
She seemed happy enough about that and followed him closely while he showed her the way.
Klaus poured the content of the blood bag in a small pot for her and she drank from it while he watched, trying to make sense of what the hell was happening.
Caroline had shown up in New Orleans after two years since their last meeting… As a cat. Honestly, he probably shouldn't be as surprised as he was, considering all of his years in this Earth, but still… It was quite unbelievable.
"Would you like me to clean your face?" he asked once she was done, the fur around her mouth soaked in blood.
She seemed to debate mentally over it before accepting.
"You don't have to be embarrassed, Caroline. I'll help you. No matter what. I know this isn't the ideal situation," he said, picking her up and bringing her to the sink, "but I'm glad you're here."
Caroline hesitated for a moment before rubbing her head against his hand, like a cat asking to be petted. He took that as her saying 'thank you'.
He finished cleaning her up before putting her on the floor again and telling her he'd show her to her room… That maybe he had planned for her ever since he'd moved to New Orleans, hoping that one day she'd take it.
Or even better: hoping that she wouldn't, that she'd choose to stay in his and that it'd become theirs.
What? He was allowed to hope, wasn't he?
Anyway, Klaus took her to her room, opening the door for her. "I hope everything is to your liking, love. I'll leave you alone for now. You should rest and tomorrow I'll find a witch to help you. If you need anything, my room is the one at the end of the hallway, just… Meow or scratch the door and I'll open for you, I won't mind." He assured her with a smile.
Caroline rubbed herself against his leg, her tail up and slightly curved at the tip – a cat's way of greeting a friend.
It was over in a moment before she ran towards the bed, jumping onto it rather graciously and curling herself against a pillow.
Klaus looked at her fondly before leaving the room, turning off the lights, but letting the door opened in case she wanted or needed to leave.
She tried to sleep for hours. Or, at least, she was pretty sure it was hours. She didn't exactly have a clock, did she? But, in the end, loneliness took the best of her. It was hard being alone in a different form that didn't suit her… It felt wrong. She couldn't speak, couldn't voice her opinions, she'd been dragged to see Klaus for the first time in years and didn't even get a say in it.
Not that she was minding it now… Seeing him again was good. It felt amazing to know that he still cared, that that day in the woods hadn't been just him getting her out of his system and moving on.
So she found herself getting up and walking towards his door.
Caroline started meowing, trying not to be so loud that she would wake the entire house. Besides, Klaus had super-hearing, if he was paying attention, he would've known she was coming to his door moment ago.
Just a few seconds later, he opened up his door for her and she ran in before he even had the chance to say anything, jumping on the bed and looking at him expectantly.
She hadn't meant to be this forward, but she decided that, after all the stages they'd gone with their relationship, it was weird taking baby steps now. She was ok with Klaus being an all or nothing situation.
He smirked at her, closing the door and walking towards the bed. He was only wearing sweatpants; his torso was showing in all its glory. "Ah, have you already chosen your side of the bed, Caroline? Pity, I was hoping I could get a say in it." he said jokingly.
She gave him an unimpressed look, waiting impatiently for him to lie down. Once he did so, Caroline snuggled on his side, purring loudly when he started to pet her, scratching her chin lately before moving to the space behind her ears.
Caroline closed her eyes, her new body greatly enjoying the caress. Sleep didn't take long to come to her after that.
When she woke up, Klaus wasn't there anymore, so she decided to go looking for him, using her vampire hearing – all of her abilities were still present in this body, apparently – to try and locate him.
She found him a few minutes later, talking to a witch about her.
"Is this the one?" the woman asked.
"Yes. Come here, sweetheart." he said and she walked to him, jumping to sit on the sofa next to him. "Marianne was just explaining to me that we can do the spell to change you back tonight, during the full moon. She just needs to collect a few ingredients, isn't that right?"
"Exactly," the woman confirmed, "I should be able to reverse the curse those other witches put on you tonight."
Caroline nodded in acknowledgement, trying to tell the witch with her eyes that she was thankful. If the woman understood or not, she didn't know. She excused herself, saying that she'd get everything ready for that night.
"Do you need anything, Caroline? Blood? Some sort of food?" she shook her head in response. "Good. I know you can't exactly talk, but tell me if you're planning on-"
"Klaus?" a blonde woman asked, entering the room. "Rebekah said you'd be in here." She said with a smile.
He fought down a groan, "Camille, I forgot to text you, love, but I think we can't have on of our sessions today. I'm a little bit busy, you certainly can understand."
She frowned, "You always do this! Every time you start to open up, you- Wait, what's that cat doing here?"
"It's a long story. Perhaps for another time."
Cami didn't listen to him, choosing to walk towards Caroline and him, "Why didn't you tell me? I love cats. I think it'll be a good way for you to- Ouch!" she exclaimed in pain when Caroline, instinctively, scratched her when she tried to pet her.
Klaus fought down a smile. Caroline looked a bit confused by what she'd done, as if she wasn't sure why she did so.
She jumped off the coach and began to run away. "Wait, Caroline!" he called, going after her. "Wait, sweetheart." Klaus got to her easily, taking her in his arms and she started fussing. "I'm sorry, love, I didn't want to hold you against your will, but you seemed rather distressed leaving that room, so I thought perhaps I should see if you were ok. And I think I should I assure you that there's no reason to be jealous of Camille. She's my therapist and a friend, that's all."
Caroline wanted to tell him that she wasn't jealous. The other woman had given her no reason to – except for that obvious 'I'm-totally-in-love-with-you' look she'd given Klaus – and she knew that Klaus wanted her, not Cami.
Truth be told, she wasn't exactly sure why she had attacked the other girl. She just knew she disliked the idea of being petted by someone to whom she hadn't given permission. Being treated like a real animal wasn't something she wished for.
But, obviously, she couldn't tell him that so he could take the smug look out of his face.
She went for an annoyed look instead.
"Will you run away if I put you down?" she glared at him until he released her from his hold. Caroline didn't run away, she stayed close to him, though her tail was wagging in clear sign of irritation. "Are you ok?" he asked seriously and she nodded. "Good. If you truly wish to be alone for now, I understand, sweetheart. Clearly, you're not feeling comfortable in your current situation, but it'll be all over soon, I promise, ok?"
She rubbed herself against his legs, feeling in need of comfort. It was still so weird to her being like that. She felt powerless and useless. Still, that day with Klaus had been better than the week she'd spent in Mystic Falls, having to hear Damon's comments and Bonnie's apologies for not being able to help her. They weren't nearly as considering of her current situation as Klaus was, which annoyed her extremely.
They were supposed to be her friends.
Klaus took her in his arms again so she could snuggle against his chest as he stroked her head and spine, whispering that everything would be ok.
When night finally came, the witch arrived at the Mikaelson Mansion, already lightening some candles and asking that Caroline stood in the middle of the circle they formed.
He watched apprehensively as the woman began chanting in Latin, the fire burning brighter with each sentence until the flames hit so high he couldn't see Caroline through them.
A moment later, they were gone, and instead of cat, Caroline was all curled up on her knees, catching her breath, completely naked.
He took off his coat and approached her so he could cover her with it, knowing that the moment she recovered, she'd be embarrassed about her nudity. He caressed her hair for a few moments before he looked up to meet his eyes, drawing the coat closer to her body so it'd cover more of her.
"Hi." She said with a smile.
"Hello, love."
She thanked the witch for helping her and bid her goodbye, before walking with Klaus towards her room where she could take the shower she was craving. "Thank you. For helping me." She said once they reached her door.
"You know I'll always help, Caroline." He told her and Caroline looked down, her cheeks reddening a bit, "Well… I meant to ask you this earlier, but we were interrupted. Do you plan on staying? At least for a few more days."
Caroline pondered for a second, "I guess… I guess I could stay for a few more days. If you that's ok with you, of course."
Klaus grinned at her, "That's more than ok."
"Great! Oh, and Klaus?"
"Yes, love?"
"Do you mind if I sleep in your room again?" she bit her lower lip, expecting his reaction.
He pulled her to a kiss, "Not in the slightest, sweetheart. In fact, if you don't want to be lonely, I guess I could even join you in the shower right now.""
Caroline smiled, "That's a pretty good idea."