"It's always nice when an old friend knocks down your door," Caroline said greeting the original that was currently standing on top of said door.

"Were not friends Sweetheart," Klaus said in reply as he stepped inside crossing the room towards the middle where she sat on the edge of her seat.

"Aw, did you miss me?" she asked enjoying herself the longer he lurked looking her over the seconds seemed to suspend in time.

Klaus cleared his throat his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip out of habit, "A lots changed," he said not needing to add her name.

"You're right about that but just one thing," Caroline said agreeing with him as she crossed and uncrossed her legs.

She tilted her head up to him, "Make that two, we still hate each other," Klaus looked away then back again as she went, "And I'm still bound to you."

He grimaced though she had no idea why, Klaus did as hate was a very strong feeling, loathing was a powerful thing, a thing he felt for many in this world but not her.

Caroline went on seeing the inner battle in his eyes as she spoke her next words, "I can't die and you can't live without me."

"Quite literally," he added with narrowed eyes moving closer the door crackling under the movement, "A thousand years and choose now to become my shadow Caroline, Why?"

She stood up meeting him halfway, "Think about it Nik," she told him pushing a sole finger to her head as an emphasized gesture as she winked.

He side stepped her just as she did the same, their minds always thinking alike and now was no different, Klaus smirked, "I have had time to but I'd like to hear it straight from the witch's mouth."

Caroline shook her head looking down at the floor as they circled one another before her face turned to him again, "Careful," she warned him, "Immortal or not I can still hurt you."

Klaus pursed his lips to her as he shook his head back at her, "To hurt me would be to hurt yourself," he reasoned pausing in this dance of cat and mouse where the predator was unclear.

"In theory," she replied with a shake of her head as if it was hearsay when he had seen it with his own eyes and she had felt it with her own body.

She smiled brightly reminding him of the girl he once knew and he wondered where she had been hiding all this time, "The thing is though, Nik," She told him with a jut of her hip.

"All this time you've thought it was me," she pointed to herself as she moved closer to his face breathing him in with every breath her voice growing softer, "Who cast the spell that's bound us this way."

Klaus tried to interject but she kissed him lightly to stop him a thing that thrilled her to the bone, something she had thought about doing for a very long time. "When the truth is," she sighed.

Klaus' eyes opened as she moved back the shock of the kiss and her revelations surprising him, "The original witch," he muttered as he turned processing.

He turned back, "Caroline," he said but she was gone, vanished in thin air manipulating his abilities and continuing to pull his strings even after all this time.

He pressed his hand to his lips still filling the prickling feeling of how soft she was, how warm her body felt close to his like that first night together so long ago. "I'll find you," he whispered.

He might have sworn he heard her reply, "That's the idea," making him smile as he made his way back outside of the now abandoned home.